All language subtitles for scars.of.dracula.1970.remastered.720p.bluray.x264-gazer.en

(bright orchestral music)

(eerie orchestral music)

(tense orchestral music)

(bat squeaking)

(blood Spurting)

(thunder rumbling)

(blood trickling)

(thunder rumbling)

(intense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder rumbling)

(bat squeaking)

(thunder rumbling)

(birds chirping)

(soft dramatic music)

(intense orchestral music)

(soft dramatic music)

(footsteps pattering)

(bushes rustling)

(intense orchestral music)

(soft dramatic music)

(footsteps pattering)

(group chattering)

(door clanking)

(mug scraping)

(The Priest sighing)

(The Priest speaking in Latin)

- (gasps) It's Joanna.
Shall we never be free?

- We know where the evil
lies. (breathes uneasily)

We must free ourselves now!

- No, my son.
- But it will soon be dark.

- Then we must hurry. (inhales)

Maria, take the other women to the church.

(Maria gasping)

And stay there.

- My son, I beg you not to go.

Your violence will only
lead to further violence.

- Father, this evil must be destroyed!

- Then I will go with you.

And may Heaven protect us all.

(tense orchestral music)
(cart squeaking)

(footsteps pattering)

(water splashing)

(The Priest speaks in Latin)

(cart clattering)

- Get behind the rocks.

Keep out of sight.

(intense orchestral music)

(bell ringing)

(crows cawing)

(panel scraping)

Open the door. I have something for you.

Go on. Open up.

(panel clanking)
(crows cawing)

I'm quite alone. Open up.

(panel scraping)

(crows cawing)

(panel clanking)

(locks clicking)

(tense orchestral music)

(door clanking)
- Ah!

- Let go. (groans)

Go on, open!
(villagers yelling)

- [Villager] Come on!

Come on!

(villagers yelling)

(cart clattering)

- Stay where you are! You'll get hurt!

(Klove spitting)

(villagers yelling)

(fire crackling)

- You fools! You think
you can destroy my master?

(grunts) The flames will never reach him!

(intense orchestral music)

(bat squeaking)

(wings flapping)

(window shattering)
- Come, men!

Burn it down!

(villagers yelling)
(torches whooshing)

(fire roaring)

(window shattering)

(villagers yelling)

(fire roaring)

(bat squeaking)
(wings flapping)

(fire roaring)
(villagers yelling)

- Come on, mate! Come on!

- Torch!

(barrel banging)

(fire roaring)

(villagers yelling)

That's enough! That's enough!

We're going back!

(villagers yelling)
- Come on, mate!

Come on!

(intense orchestral music continues)

(fire crackling)

- Good. Come on then.

(cart squeaking)

(crows cawing)
- We must give thanks.

Thanks to our savior for his protection.

- Yes, Father.
- Let us go to the church,

and tell our loved ones they're safe.

(villagers chattering)
(footsteps shuffling)

(door creaking)
(bats squeaking)

(villagers gasping and chattering)

(light creaking)

(intense orchestral music)

(villagers chattering)

- Maria.

(villagers chattering)

- The Devil has won.

(villagers whimpering)

(Sarah inhales and blows)

(flames fluttering)
(guests cheering)

(upbeat folk music)

(guests chattering)

- Friends of Sarah,

I would like to propose a toast to Sarah.

Ah, very happy birthday and
many happy returns. (chuckles)

- Happy birthday to you!
(guests chattering)

- [Guest] Happy birthday, Sarah!

- And, and to you.

- Speech. Speech.

- Reply. Reply.

- [Guest] Yes, you must reply.

- Speech, speech.
- Come on, Sarah, speech.

- Speech.

- Come on, Sarah.
- We insist, don't we?

- Yes, of course. Come on, Sarah.

- [Guest] Good luck, Sarah.

- Uh, thank you.

Thank you all very much.

(guests chattering and laughing)

- Great speech.
- Yes, nice and short.

(group laughing)
- Now she can cut that cake.

(Sarah chuckling)

(guests chattering)

(knife clinking)

(plates clacking)

Simon, where is your brother?

- Where is Paul?

He can't have just forgotten, can he?

- No, he won't have forgotten.

I expect he's just working late.

(bright orchestral music)

- [Alice] Was it good, darling?

- [Paul] Mm?

- [Alice] Paul, was it good?

- Oh. Oh, yes.

What time is it?

- Was it the best ever?

- Best ever? What's the time?

- Oh, it's early.

- Mm. Good.

- Why do you want to know?
- (yawns) Got to go.

- Go where? To some other girl?

- Oh, no.
- Where then?

(bell tolling)
- Night school.

- What?

- I'm trying to improve myself.

- (chuckles) You couldn't
improve yourself, darling.

- [Paul] Mm.

- (gasps) The times I've
laid here all by myself,

just listening to that
silly clock chiming,

wishing I could have someone beside me.

Someone like you.
- Seven, eight.

- [Alice] Now my wish has come true.

- Nine.

(blankets rustling)
- Nine?

I thought you said it was early.

- It is.
- Oh!

- Come on. Forget night school.

- Can't. Late already.

- Don't go. Stay here with me.

- Can't.
- I say you must.

- (exhales) Sorry.

- I shall scream.

- (exhales) Now don't be silly.

(box tapping)

- What's that? Present for your teacher?

I don't believe you are
going to night school.

You're going to meet
another girl, aren't you?

- Shh. Not so loud, the servants.

- I hate you! Hate, hate, hate!

(carriage clattering)
(horses clopping)

Come back!

(door clicking)

(door clicking)
Hmm.

Come back!

I'm not gonna let you go.

(door clicking)

(gasps) Father.

- Alice!

- He attacked me.
- What?

- Came in through my bedroom window.

- You young swine!

- He tried to interfere with me.

- What?

- Rapist!

- (breathes uneasily) Look,
I, uh, I must be going.

Uh, excuse me, sir.
- Ah!

(body thudding)
- Get him!

Get him, you fools!

- Burgomaster.
- Don't stand there!

Get after him, you fools!

Leave me! Get after him, you fools!

(footsteps tapping)

(necklace jangling)

Oversexed young puppy.

A spell in prison will cool him down.

And now young lady, I should
like a few words with you!

(Alice whimpering)
Come back down here!

Come back!
- Oh!

- Alice!
(door slamming)

Open this door!
- Daddy, no!

(bright folk music)
(guests chattering)

- It's a lovely party, Sarah.

- Hope you're enjoying
it as much as we are.

(Sarah sighing)

- Oh, I'm thirsty. I'm thirsty.

- Well, are you?

- Uh? Am I What?

- Enjoying your party?
- Oh, yes, yes.

- Well, happy birthday then.

Ooh. I nearly forgot.

(guests chattering)

Well, I didn't forget at all, really.

I was just waiting for the right moment.

(paper tearing)

- Oh, Simon, it's lovely.

- It's only a small upgrade.

- No, it's lovely. Thank
you, Simon. (kisses)

(guests applauding)

There. Look.

- [Simon] I was hoping you'd
try it on the other hand.

(guests chattering)

(bright folk music)
Is it Paul?

- Ah, here's Paul.
- Paul, you're late.

Where have you been?
- Don't ask him.

He might tell us.
- Sarah, Simon,

I really am sorry.

- [Simon] Well, where have you been?

- As my older brother, I
suppose you have the right.

I, um, had a meeting with our burgomaster.

- Paul, you?

- In fact, I had great
difficulty in persuading him

to let me leave.

- You're fooling.

- Cross my heart. Oh.

(glass tapping)
Here.

(gift rustling)

Many happy returns of the day, Sarah.

- Paul.

(paper tearing)

- (inhales) Just another example
of my photographic genius.

(Sarah chuckling)

- Oh, it's beautiful.

- I have to admit it. You
have a talent for photography.

It's a very expensive frame.
How can you afford it?

- Ah, I'm not a penniless student.

- Penniless now, but you wait,
when I'm a great lawyer...

- Then I'll take your
photograph. (chuckles)

You'll notice how the tinting is...

Oh. Look what I've done.

- It doesn't matter. It's nothing.

I'll take it to-
- No, no.

I'll fix it myself.
First thing this morning.

- Excuse me, sir.
- Stand down, please.

(guests chattering)
(bright folk music)

- I'm afraid I'm going
to have to leave you.

- That's him.

- Excuse me, sir. Excuse me, sir.

- Paul, what have you done now?

- Not again.
- Sorry, Sarah.

(kisses) Happy birthday.

(carriage roof smashing)
(horses neighing)

(horses clopping)
- Hey!

Hey! What the?

(Paul breathing heavily)
- Hey!

(tense orchestral music)

(horses clopping)
(carriage clattering)

Hey!

(Paul breathing heavily)

(Paul breathing heavily)

Hold, boy! Woo!

(horses clopping)
(carriage clattering)

(tense orchestral music continues)

Oh!

(barrier clanking)

(guns blasting)

(branches rustling)
Oh.

(branches rustling)
Ah!

(horses clopping continues)

- Goodnight. Goodnight, everybody.

- Thank you.
- Goodnight.

(guests chattering)
- Shh.

(gates creaking)
(horses clopping)

(carriages clattering)
- Happy birthday.

It was happy, wasn't it?
- The happiest.

Thank you for the party
and for everything.

- Hmm. It was a good party.

I know I enjoyed it.
(Sarah chuckles and kisses)

- That makes it perfect then.

(soft dramatic music)

- What's wrong?

- Paul, will he be all right?

- He always has been.

It's not the first time
he's been in trouble.

- I know.

- He means that much to you?

- I'm attracted to him,
but so are a lot of girls.

I'm worried about him
because he's your brother,

and I know how close you are.

I don't want you to be hurt, ever.

(door clicking)

(Simon exhaling)
(wolf howling)

(footsteps pattering)
(wind whistling)

(wings flapping)

(bird cooing)

(bushes rustling)

(footsteps tapping)

(Paul knocking)

(fist pounding)

(footsteps tapping)

(shutter clicking)
- What do you want?

- Can you let me in? I just-

- I'm sorry. We're closed.

- Yes, I see that, but-

- I'm sorry, really.

- Where can I go then?

- Well, there isn't anywhere.

Not in this village. The next
village is 10 miles away.

There's nowhere else for miles
around except the castle.

- Do they do bed and breakfast?

- Oh, you can't go there, you mustn't.

- [Paul] Oh, why not?

- Well, I don't know, I'm new here,

but you mustn't go there,
not at night, anyway.

- (sighs) Just have to bed down here then.

- You can't do that.
You'll catch your death.

- Possibly, but what alternative is there?

- Wait a minute.

(door clicking)

(nightgown rustling)

(nightgown rustling)

(bolt clicking)

(door creaking)

(door thudding)
(lock clicking)

We always close as soon as it's dark.

- Oh, why?

- Well, I don't know, nobody will tell me,

but not a living soul in this village

will open up after dark.

- Well, couldn't you stretch
your point? Just once?

I've come a long way and
I'm tired and hungry.

- Well, I can give you a bite
to eat. Won't be much mind.

- And a room?
- Sorry, there aren't any.

- (inhales) What about a bed?

- There isn't one.

- I don't mind sharing.

- I bet you don't.

- I wouldn't want to get
you into trouble, of course.

- Oh, you wouldn't. I'd see to that.

- I'm very tired.

I'd be off as soon as my
head touched the pillow.

- Oh, yes, I've heard that before.

- True.

I can hardly keep awake now.

- Thought you said you was hungry.

- I am.

- Well make up your mind.

- What are you doing here?
(Julia gasping)

How did he get in?

- He's a traveler. Got lost.

I let him in.
- I told you

never to open that door after dark.

- It wasn't her fault, it was mine.

- Get out!
- Please, let me explain, I...

(horses clopping)
(carriage clattering)

(door clicking)

(tense orchestral music)

- Out.

- Well, thanks for nothing.

I only hope the castle is more hospitable.

(bolts clicking)

- He's going to the castle.

- He can go to hell as far
as I'm concerned. Get to bed.

- But I...
- Get to bed!

(footsteps pattering)
(eerie orchestral music)

(horse reins clinking)

(tense orchestral music)

(footsteps pattering)

(door clicking)

(carriage clattering)

(door thudding)

(footsteps pattering)

(blade clicking)

(carcass thudding)

(carcass thudding)

(carriage clattering)

- Ee-ya.

(horses clopping)
(carriage clattering)

(intense orchestral music)

(horses clopping)

(door clicking)

(eerie orchestral music)
(feet tapping)

(door thudding)

(footsteps tapping)

(hand patting)

(reins clinking)

(foot scraping)
(tense orchestral music)

(footsteps tapping)

(wings flapping)

(bat shrieking)

(body thudding)

(soft dramatic music)

- Are you hurt?

- No. (groans)

At least I don't think so.

- Come.

(footsteps tapping)

(wings flapping)

(eerie orchestral music)

(door thudding)

(Paul groaning)

You are hurt.
- No.

No, I've just sprained it a little.

- And cold.

Go over to the fire.

(hands rubbing)

- Is this your-
- Are you hungry?

Would you like some food?

- Well, it's late, I don't
want to put you to any trouble,

but I am rather tired.

- I'll have a bed prepared. Wait.

(door clicking)

(knife clinking)

- [Dracula] The blade is very sharp.

(tense orchestral music)

- I'm sorry. I'm not an intruder.

(knife scraping)

Uh, I realize it must
look like it, but I'm not.

The girl, uh, a young lady invited me in.

Uh, she's going to arrange a bed for me,

but if I'm not welcome-
- But you are welcome.

Before the castle was destroyed,

strangers were always welcome.

Please be seated.

While your room is being prepared,

we will take some wine.

- You have some beautiful things here.

- All that was left.

(glass and bottle tapping)

- What happened exactly to the castle?

May I introduce myself?

My name is Carlson, Paul Carlson.

- This is Tania.

I am Dracula.

- I, I'm sure I'm putting you
to a great deal of trouble.

- Your wine.
- Uh, no, no, thank you.

I really must be going.

- Going?
- Well, yes.

- You must stay here.

- It's very kind of you, but
I can't bother you any longer.

I'm sure I'll find a place to stay.

- There is nowhere else.

- (sighs) Well, I'm a good walker,

and my ankle seems better.

- This is not Kleinenberg.

(tense orchestral music)

You are not acquainted
with the countryside here.

- How did you know I was from Kleinenberg?

- You will accompany Mr. Carlson
and show him to his room.

(curtain rustling)

- (sighs) Thank you for your hospitality.

Well, good night then.

- Sleep well, Mr. Carlson.

(footsteps tapping)

(intense orchestral music)

(braids clattering)

(Tania gasping)

(door creaking)

(eerie orchestral music)

(window clicking)
(wind whistling)

(lock clicking)

(coat rustling)

(lighter clattering)

(coins jangling)
(handkerchief rustling)

(frame clattering)

- You're not going to believe a word

of this when I get back, Sarah.

(pitcher clacking)

(water trickling)

(pitcher tapping)

Who is it?

(lock clicking)

(door thudding)

(wind whistling)

(wolves howling)
- Listen.

- Wolves.

- They're free, free to
wander as they please.

If only I were free.
- You?

- I'm a prisoner here.

There's nobody I can turn
to. Nobody I can talk to.

Please, help me. Please, hold me.

(Tania breathing heavily)

(Tania moaning)

Love me.

Love me.

(tense orchestral music)

(wind whistling)

(eerie orchestral music)

(intense orchestral music)

(curtains rustling)
(Tania gasping)

(Paul breathing heavily)

(body slamming)

(knife stabbing)
(Tania screaming)

(rooster crowing)

(tense orchestral music)

(blanket rustling)

(footsteps shuffling)

(footsteps tapping)
(Paul breathing heavily)

(doorknob clattering)

(fist pounding)
- Help!

Help! Somebody help me!

(wind whistling)
(Paul gasps softly)

(Paul breathing heavily)

(wind howling)

(Paul breathing heavily)

(curtains ripping)

(tense orchestral music)

(blankets rustling)

(curtain ripping)

(curtains rustling)

(curtains rustling)

(wind whistling)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(feet scraping)

(Paul breathing uneasily)

(curtains rustling)
(Paul gasping)

(Paul breathing uneasily)

(feet scraping)

(Paul sighing)

(feet tapping)
(Paul sighing)

(hands rubbing)

(footsteps tapping)

(curtains rustling)
Hey!

Hey up there, help! (gasps)

There's no way out! Help!

(Paul sighing)

(lid scraping)

(intense orchestral music)

(brush scratching)

(door clanking)

(footsteps shuffling)

(birds chirping)

- Wine, landlord.

- [Landlord] Are you paying?

- Here on official business.
- Official.

You can have a beer each.

- We got wine at the last place.

- [Landlord] You better get
back to the last place then.

- We'll take it.
(pour trickling)

You know what this is?
(paper rustling)

It's a warrant.
- A warrant.

- For an arrest. Do you know who it's for?

- Just so long as it's not for me.

- (chuckles) No, it's not for you.

- It's for the arrest of a
young man from Kleinenberg.

You know what he'd done?

(fingers snapping)

(Officer whispering)

That's what he'd done.

And to the burgomaster's daughter.

- The burgomaster.

- Are you expecting to find him here?

- Not here, exactly, but he
might have passed through here.

- We've tried everywhere else.

- [Officer] Our orders were
to make a thorough search.

- Thorough.
- Search everywhere.

- He's not here.
- I know he is not here now,

but has he been here?

- There was a young man tried
to get in here last night.

- Ah.
- I sent him away.

It, it was dark. I don't know who he was.

- Wise.
- Where did he go?

- I have no idea, and I care less.

I've got work to do.

- You wanna know where he went?

(door thudding)

I'll tell you where he
went, to the castle.

That's where he went.

- Castle?
- Yeah.

It's a long way from here,
but that's where he went.

- (inhales) Long way.

- Oh, long way.

- You said your orders
was to search everywhere.

- (inhales) Well, fact
is, that's really outside

our territory, as you might say.

- Oh, yeah. Well outside.

- But we'll report the matter. Never fear.

We'll make a report. He
won't get away with it.

We'll see to that. (slurps)

(mug tapping)
(hand tapping)

(Officer sighing)

(door clicking)
(birds chirping)

(door thudding)
- Lazy pigs.

- Is that true, my child?

- What say, Father?
- About the young man.

He went to the castle?

- Yes, it's true, Father.

- Then Heaven protect his immortal soul.

(door clicking)
(tub scraping)

(Klove whistling)

(jacket rustling)

(tools clattering)

(lighter tapping)

(pen scraping)

(coins jangling)

(frame clattering)

(frame scraping)

(Klove whistling)

(frame tapping)

(towel rustling)

(blanket rustling)

(Paul whistling continues)

- It certainly isn't like
Paul to disappear like this.

Not for so long.

- Or he's in more trouble. I know it.

- If he'd had an accident,
we would've heard something.

- Oh, I don't know. I
only know I'm worried.

- We don't know that anything
bad has happened to him.

- Then where is he? Where?

- We'll find out.

The man at the frontier
said he had come this way.

(body part splashing)
(acid hissing)

(Klove whistling)

(cleaver whacking)

(cleaver clattering)

(saw scraping)

(acid hissing continues)

(Klove whistling)
(cleaver whacking)

(cleaver clattering)

(horse clopping)
(birds chirping)

- Hold it. Hold it.

This is as far as I go.

- And thank you for the ride.

(horse neighing)
Will you be staying here?

- No, that I won't.

I'm gonna get back as soon as ever I can.

As soon as I've unloaded
those. Before dark, anyway.

I wouldn't advise you to
stay here too long either.

- Why not?

- There's been a lot of trouble here.

Anyway, it's no place for a young lady.

- Well, wait a moment, won't you?

I'll just talk to them here,

and then we'll come back with you.

- I'll wait for nobody. I'm going.

- Well at least take the young lady back.

- No, I want to stay.

- Come on, boy. Up.

That's a good boy. Come on, walk.

- Ah, Sarah, we've come a long way today.

If you don't go back with him,
we may not get back tonight,

and they'll be worried about you.

- I'm not leaving without you and Paul.

(horse clopping)
- Please, Sarah.

- I'm staying with you, Simon.

(Simon chuckling)

- Well, let's see if they
know anything about Paul here.

(door clicking)
- Yes.

(guests chattering)

- Afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

- Uh, may we have
something to eat, please?

- Uh, I could get you
some soup and some cheese.

You just passing through?
- Yes.

- Oh, good.

Julie! Uh, stein of beer
while you're waiting, sir?

- Well, for me. Yes, please.

And a brandy. We've
been traveling all day.

- Oh.

Oh, Julie, lay the table up for
this gentleman and his lady.

Will ya?

Student are you, sir?

- Well-
- On vacation?

(brandy trickling)

Hope you're enjoying yourself.
(cork squeaking)

It's the best time of your life.

- (chuckles) Yes, we're from Kleinenberg,

but we're not on vacation.

We're looking for someone.
(beer trickling)

- Oh.
- Yes, a young man

about my age, my build.

I was wondering if you
might have seen him.

If he came in here, perhaps?

- No, sir.
(mug tapping)

- Well, he may have come in for
a drink and you not noticed.

- I said, no, sir.

- It was just a question.

(mug scraping)

(glass tapping)

(tray tapping)

(Simon sighing)

- I think you are hiding something.

(mug tapping)

I think you are lying.

- Don't you accuse me of lying.

- I think he was here. Well?

- Get out!

- Not until I know what's happened to him.

- Simon.
- Get out!

(footsteps tapping)
And now!

- He went to the castle.

- The castle?

(footsteps tapping)
What castle?

What castle?
- Simon.

(bodies rustling)

(door clicking)

- Out. Both of you.

You're not wanted here.

- Well at least let her stay.

- No, Simon. Not without you.

(door slamming)

Well, at least we know where he went.

- The castle. What castle?

- We can ask.
(Simon scoffing)

- Think anyone would tell us anything

in this godforsaken spot?
- I'll tell ya.

You follow the road out of the village

and you take the mountain
pass as far as you can go.

(footsteps pattering)
(soft dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

- Look, Sarah, it's miles yet.

I think we should find
somewhere for you to stay.

I'll go to the castle alone.
You must be exhausted.

- No, Simon. No.

This is the first real clue we've had.

We'll follow it together.
I'm not leaving you.

- Not forever, I hope.

(Sarah gasps softly)

- Not forever.

(soft dramatic music continues)

(footsteps pattering)

(tense orchestral music)
(wings flapping)

(door clicks and creeks)

(lock clicking)

(clothes rustling)

(Klove breathing uneasily)

(water splashing)

(hands patting)

(frame scraping)

- [Klove] You're beautiful.

You're very beautiful.

(crows cawing)

(wind whistling)

(eerie orchestral music)
(footsteps tapping)

(wind whistling)

- Wait here.

(footsteps tapping)

(tense orchestral music)
(bat shrieking)

(wings flapping)

(bat shrieking)
(wings flapping)

- Oh!

(footsteps tapping)

(bat shrieking)
(wings flapping)

(both gasping)

(door clicking)
Simon.

(door slamming)

(footsteps tapping)

- I... Sarah.

- The young lady is ill.

(footsteps tapping)

- She's suffering from shock.

There was a bat.

We're sorry to intrude.

- Why have you come here?

- We are looking for someone. My brother.

- No one has been here.

- Oh, we were told...

- What were you told?
(bell ringing)

- They told us in the village.

- In the village?

Still, it's not very likely, is it?

I mean, why should he come
here? There's no reason.

(door clicking)

- We have guests.

- The room is prepared, sir.

- Bring blankets.
- Sir.

- You shall sleep here.

I must apologize for the inconvenience,

but since the fire...

- The fire?

(eerie orchestral music)

(tense orchestral music)

- [Simon] Sarah.

(door clicking)

(footsteps shuffling)

(blankets rustling)

- The young lady will
be quite comfortable.

(door clicking)

(door clicking)

(doorknob clattering)

(Sarah sighing)

- Who is he?
- Sir?

- Our host, your master?

- He's the last remaining member
of the Dracula family, sir.

- Dracula?

- One of the oldest families in this land,

if not in the whole of Europe.

(blankets rustling)

- He said there was a fire.

- Yes. A tragedy.

- An accident?
- Oh, no, no accident.

They did it. The villagers.

They came up here one
day. It was terrible.

They tried to burn my
master, to burn him alive.

- But why?

(footsteps shuffling)

- The young lady is asleep.

A drink?
(door clicking)

- Thank you.

(chuckles) Excellent.

- Thank you.

(soft dramatic music)

(Sarah breathing uneasily)

(curtain rustling)

(intense orchestral music)

(Dracula gasping)

(frame tapping)
(bell ringing)

(tense orchestral music)

(frame scraping)

(bell ringing)

(footsteps tapping)

(door clanking)

(door clicking)

(footsteps shuffling)

(intense orchestral music)

The cross.

- It's her, the picture.

(gasps softly) No.

(Klove breathing uneasily)
- The cross!

- (gasps) No!

(Simon breathing uneasily)

- Sarah. I must find 8...

(head thumping)

(wind whistling)

(Sarah sighing)
(Simon knocking)

(Sarah breathing uneasily)
(Simon knocking)

- Who is it?
- [Simon] Me.

- Oh, come in.

(doorknob clattering)

- [Simon] It's locked.

- Oh, yes.

(lock clicking)
You can come in, it's open.

(door clicking)

- Feeling better? (kisses)

- (inhales) I don't know.

I'm confused.

I had a dream. It was horrible.

(sighs) Oh, I don't know darling.

What time is it?

- (chuckles) It's late. We both overslept.

- Oh.
(footsteps tapping)

(tray clattering)

(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)

(dishes rattling)

- There's service for you.

(door slamming)

(sniffs) Hot broth.

- Mm.
- Drink it, it'll do you good.

- Uh.

- I'll go and find Klove
and ask him some questions.

- No, please don't leave me.

- I won't be long. I promise.

(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)

(footsteps tapping)

(doorknob clattering)

(footsteps tapping)

(doorknob clattering)

(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)

(footsteps tapping)

- [Klove] Ah.

(tense orchestral music)

- Paul?

Is that you, Paul?

(body banging)

(foot whacking)
(door slamming)

(tense orchestral music continues)

- It's my picture!

(shirt rustling)

(Klove groaning)

- God Almighty. Who did that to you?

(door thudding)
(Klove breathing heavily)

- You better get away from here. (panting)

(shirt rustling)

He'll do the same to you.

- Your master?

- Worse to her.

Where did you get this?

He was here, wasn't he? Paul was here.

What happened to him? Tell me!

- I won't tell you anything.

- You will tell me everything!

- Ah!
- Tell me!

- All right, all right! He was here!

It's true! He was here, but he got away!

(Klove breathing heavily)

You must get away too. Now.

Take her with you.

He'll do terrible things
to her if you don't.

Terrible things. (breathes
heavily) Don't let him.

I'll, I'll help you to get away.

Oh. It may be too late!

- Why?
- The broth!

(spoon clinking)

(tense orchestral music)

(Sarah blowing)

(Sarah slurping)
(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)

(dishes shattering)
- Oh!

- Have you drunk any yet?
- What?

- Tell me!
- Uh, a little.

- We're getting out of
here. Come on, quick.

Quickly!
(dishes rattling)

- My portrait. The one Paul gave me.

- Yes, Paul. He was here, but hurry.

(tense orchestral music)

(door slamming)

(carriage door thudding)

(footsteps shuffling)

Come on, ya! Come on.

(horses clopping)
Come on!

(carriage clattering)

(horses clopping)

(intense orchestral music)

(fire crackling)

(bottle tapping)

(horses clopping)

(carriage clattering)

(door clicking)

(chair scraping)

I need help.

That young man, my brother,
is up there in the castle.

I'm sure of it.

Now, I want you to come with me.

Help me find him and bring him back.

- Are you mad?

- I beg you to help me.

(Simon breathing uneasily)

Did none of you hear me?
A man's life is in danger.

- It's nothing to do with us.

- Then I'll go alone.
- Simon, you can't.

- But at least let her stay.

I can't take her back up there again.

- Go back where you came
from. We want no trouble here.

(horses neighing and clopping)
(carriage clattering)

(door clicking)

- In God's name!

- The Devil's, more like.

Take her with you.

(door clicking)
- Cowards.

- We must find somewhere for you to stay.

- But you can't go back there alone.

(door clicking)

- Come with me.

(soft dramatic music)

- A church. Thank God.

- Not anymore.

It was once vilely used.

The villagers refuse to
come here any longer.

- Father, you will look after her.

- I'm going to look after you both.

- I must go back. I'm sure Paul's there.

- No, you must do nothing at the moment

but stay here until dawn.

- No, I can't wait.
- I will explain.

You must give me time to prepare you

for what we both have to do.

- Both?
- Yes, both of us.

Without my guidance, you'd
never survive the ordeal.

And without your courage, I
could not even attempt it.

But now there nothing either of us

can do until daybreak.

(bird cooing)

(door clicking)

- What are you doing?

- I'm going, and don't try to stop me.

I just can't stand it here any longer.

- You can't go now.
- Why not?

- You've heard what's
going on here. You've seen.

- I've heard a lot of
superstitious rubbish,

but I've seen nothing.

My village isn't like this.

I'm going before I end up like you.

- Julie, there's something
I've never told you.

Something I must tell you now.

My Maria, you know how she died?

- Well, you said...

- I lied to you. (inhales)

I wanted you to stay, so I lied.

- Well, how did she die?

- She was murdered.

- Murdered? How?

Who did it?
- Him.

He did it. He killed her.

- Who? You saw him?

Well then how do you know?

- The bats.

He has power over animals.
You don't understand.

- No, and I don't want to.

I'm leaving before it gets too late.

(bird cooing)

(tense orchestral music)
- You let them go!

- I have sinned, Master.

(fire crackling)

(Dracula hissing)

(sword clinking)

(skin sizzling)
(Klove screaming)

(intense orchestral music)

- The man had been savagely beaten.

His back was just, huh, well.

(inhales) He said his
master was a monster.

- He was right.
- Yes, I can believe him.

Anyway, he helped us escape.

- Of that you should be grateful.

- Was he telling the truth?

- Yes, he was telling the
truth, but only part of it.

His master is indeed, as
he rightly said, a monster.

He's also a vampire.

(eerie orchestral music)
- A vampire?

But vampires are bats.

The bat.

- He has dominion over some animals,

and bats being creatures
of the dark like himself-

- Don't vampire bats drink blood?

- They do. Vampire bats
drink the blood of animals.

- And human vampires?

- The blood of human beings.

- Oh my God.

- Now you are beginning to
realize what we shall be facing.

- My dream.

- What dream?

- (gasps softly) I dreamed
he came to my room.

He bent over me.

I could feel his breath on my neck.

And, and then...

- Ah, the crucifix

- Did that save her?
- Without a doubt.

It is one of the things he fears most.

The symbol of our savior.

(footsteps tapping)

(necklace jangling)

Now wear this.

Don't let it leave your
person even for an instant.

You understand?

What we shall be facing in a
few hours time is not a man.

He is evil.

He's the embodiment of all that is evil.

He is the very Devil himself.

(bat squeaking)
(wings flapping)

(tense orchestral music)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(footsteps pattering)

(bird chittering)

(birds shrieking)

(tense orchestral music)

(door clicking)

- I have work for you.

(footsteps pattering)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(bird cooing)

(footsteps pattering)

(horses clopping)

(carriage clattering)

(footsteps pattering)

(doorknob clattering)

(Julie gasping)

- Uh!
(body slamming)

(door thudding)

(carriage clattering)

- Hiya! Yeah!

(horses clopping)

(carriage rumbling)

- Stop! (gasps)

Stop!

(horses clopping)

- [Klove] Ooh.

(tense orchestral music)

(door clicking)
- Oh, no, let me go!

Oh! (whimpering)

- Have I appeased you,
master? Am I forgiven?

- You have done well.

(footsteps shuffling)

(door thudding)
(footsteps tapping)

(eerie orchestral music)

(wind whistling)

(intense orchestral music)

(Julie screams and gasps)

(Julie groaning)

(Julie screaming)
(body slamming)

(tense orchestral music)

(body scraping)

(soft dramatic music)

(crows cawing)

- We've a long way to go, Father.

Hadn't we better hurry?

- Yes, you're right, my son. Come.

(tense orchestral music)

(footsteps pattering)
(crows cawing)

(wind whistling)

The bat, the bat!

(wings flapping)

(crows cawing)

- Father, you have told
me what I have to do,

and I'm grateful.

Do one more thing for
me. Go back to Sarah.

Watch her as if she were your own child.

- But-
- Do this for me.

See that no harm comes to
her. Do this one thing for me.

(crows cawing)

- I failed you.

- No.
- Yes, yes, failed.

- I can look after myself. Sarah can't.

You will only have failed
if any harm comes to her.

- Yes. Yes.

- Thank you, Father.

- God be with you, my son.

(soft dramatic music)

(footsteps pattering)

(footsteps pattering)

(crows cawing)

(footsteps tapping)

(tense orchestral music)

(fist pounding)

- Klove, open up.

(wind whistling)

(fist pounding)

(footsteps shuffling)

(inhales) You can help me.

- Go away.

- Sarah's with me.

- (gasps) You hadn't brought her back.

- Yes. Now open up.

(latch clicking)

(door creaking)

I don't want to hurt you.

- You think you can hurt
me? (breathes heavily)

- What happened to my brother?

(frame clattering)
The young man who was here?

- Give it to me!
- Tell me!

- (breathes heavily) I told you.

He climbed out of the window.

I found the bed curtains knotted together

and hanging out of the window. (panting)

- Show me. Show me and you shall have it.

(Klove breathing heavily)

(footsteps shuffling)

(wind howling)
(door clicking)

(thunder rumbling)

He couldn't have climbed
all the way down there.

Where did he go?
(Klove breathes uneasily)

- That window, that's where he is,

and that's where the master sleeps.

(thunder rumbling)

- Well, there must be another way in.

- No, it's the master's
protection, you see?

While he's sleeping,
there is no other way.

(wind howling)

(thunder rumbling)

- A rope. I shall need a rope.

(soft dramatic music)

(blanket rustling)

(footsteps tapping)

(thunder rumbling)
(necklace jangling)

(rain pattering)

(rope rustling)

(stand smashing)

(basin banging)

(thunder rumbling)

(stake scraping)

- The portrait. Gimme the portrait.

(tense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(door clicks and slams)

(lock clicking)

(thunder rumbling)

(wind howling)

(footsteps shuffling)

(thunder rumbling)

(feet scraping)

(key clattering)

(key clinking)

(door clicking)

(thunder rumbling)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(blade clicking)

(knife scraping)

(Simon breathing uneasily)

(necklace jangling)

(rope snapping)
(Simon screaming)

(rope rustling)
(thunder rumbling)

(tense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder rumbling)

(intense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(stake clattering)
(body thudding)

(The Priest speaking in Latin)

(Sarah breathing uneasily)

(wings flapping)

(bat shrieking)

(Sarah screaming)

(candle stand clattering)

- Run! Run!

(wings flapping)

(bat shrieking)
(Sarah gasping)

(cape rustling)

(The Priest groaning)

(The Priest gasping)

(bat shrieking continues)

(The Priest screaming)

(The Priest groaning)

(bat shrieking continues)

(wings flapping continues)

(The Priest screaming)

No, please! (groaning)

(The Priest whimpering)

(bat shrieking continues)

(The Priest screaming)

(bat squeaking)
(thunder rumbling)

(wings flapping)

(thunder rumbling)

(Sarah panting)

(footsteps pattering)

(thunder rumbling)

(stake clattering)

(thunder rumbling continues)

(footsteps shuffling)

(wind howling)

(intense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

- You have decided to return to my house.

- You are alone?
- Yes.

Thanks be to God.

- Where is she?
- She is safe.

(bat shrieking)

(wings flapping)

(thunder rumbling)
(Sarah panting)

(footsteps pattering)

- Oh.

- I think not.

(bat shrieking)
(tense electronic music)

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder rumbling)

(footsteps pattering)

Simon?

Klove?

(thunder rumbling)
(door slamming)

Ah!

(Sarah whimpering)

(curtains rustling)

(footsteps tapping)

(thunder rumbling)

(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)

(thunder rumbling continues)

(door clicking)

(thunder rumbling continues)

(footsteps tapping)

(door clicking)
(Sarah gasping)

- No. Don't be frightened.

Don't, don't be frightened.

I, I'm not gonna hurt you.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

I want to help you. (breathes uneasily)

(cloak rustling)

(intense orchestral music)
Uh!

(body slamming)
(Klove gasping)

(eerie orchestral music)

The cross.

(intense orchestral music)

(thunder rumbling)

(door clicking)

(tense orchestral music)
(rope rustling)

(thunder rumbling)

(footsteps tapping)
- Oh, Simon!

(Sarah whimpering)

Oh.

(Sarah gasping)
(thunder rumbling)

(intense orchestral music)

(wings flapping)
(bat shrieking)

(thunder rumbling)

(Sarah groaning)

(necklace snapping)

(Sarah whimpering)

(wind howling)

(feet scraping)

- Count! (breathes heavily)

Count!

(Klove groaning)

(knife clattering)

(Klove screaming)

(thunder rumbling)

(footsteps tapping)

(intense orchestral music continues)

(spikes clinking)

(spike whooshes and stabs)
- Uh!

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(flesh squelching)

(wind howling)

(thunder rumbling)
(spike zapping)

(Dracula screaming)

(fire crackling)

(Dracula screaming)

(Dracula screaming)

(fire crackling)

(Dracula gasps and screams)

(Dracula screaming)
(fire roaring)

(Dracula gasps and screams)

(footsteps tapping)

(wind howling)

(soft dramatic music)