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I...

can't bear a bad book. Can you?

It's a commitment. It's a contract between an author and a reader,

and I have to be engaged at once.

After all, one only has so much time.

Uh, it's something you have in abundance, surely.

Well, more than most, perhaps,

but, really, it's the quality of the time spent, isn't it?

Why are we talking about stories?

Because I want to tell you one.

Please.

As you can see, there's a game in progress.

-[Agatha] A knight is menacing a queen. -[Dracula] Mm-hmm.

-Who's knight? Who's queen? -Who's black? Who's white?

You choose.

[Dracula] Ah...

-The losing side. -We shall see.

So, after you left the convent, what then?

I had already booked a passage to England on board the Demeter.

It must have been an interesting voyage.

[softy] Ah, you have no idea.

Well, then tell me.

It's a long and complex story.

At sea, one meets an interesting range of characters,

and I would advise you not to get too attached to any of them.

[buzzing]

[theme music playing]

[man grunts]

Yes, do it!

[gasps and pants]

[sighs]

Uh...

[in Russian] Have you seen my hand, Captain?

What?

Captain?

-[gasps] -Have you seen my hand?

[growling] Have you seen my hand?

[screams]

[gasps and pants]

[seagulls squawking]

[eerie music playing]

Are you sure this is the right one?

It's the grave you pointed out.

The one the children... complained about?

The one with the weeping.

[man] Well, open it.

[box opening]

[exhales sharply]

[man] This unfortunate was buried alive.

Observe the scratches.

It is as I feared.

Do you see?

[man 2] See what?

This coffin is 70 years old,

and yet some of the scratches are quite fresh.

[low growling]

[ominous music plays]

[creaking]

[music intensifies]

[growls and snarls]

[woman crying]

[in Russian] My Piotr. My beautiful boy.

[cries] Piotr!

[in Russian] I am so sorry, my child.

[woman] He had such plans.

He had been offered a place on a sailing ship.

-He was going to see the world. -[water splashes]

But he never even left this miserable town.

[priest] Yes, Piotr would have made a very fine sailor.

[woman crying]

[priest] If you love him, my child, you know what you must do.

Do it.

-[cries] I can't! -Do it!

-I can't! -Do it!

-[gasping scream] -[priest speaking Russian]

[dramatic music playing]

[men shouting indistinctly]

[Captain] [in Russian] Sign your name here, Piotr.

-Ah! -[chuckles]

I'll try to get you back in one piece this time.

[in Russian] How many times?

No one blamed you for what happened.

And what do I need two hands for?

This is better for stirring soup.

[laughs]

So thanks!

[in English] Lord and Lady Ruthven.

Ah.

Great pleasure.

Welcome aboard the Demeter, My Lord, My Lady.

Thank you. We just got married. Isn't it wonderful?

Oh, wonderful. My congratulations to you both.

Make it a long voyage, eh, Captain?

[Lord Ruthven laughing]

Oh, it will be.

[flies buzzing]

Stop your dreaming, son.

She's not for the likes of you. Here, drink.

Move on.

Uh... Piotr.

Piotr, yes?

Yes. Piotr, that's me.

Here, drink.

[gagging]

Move.

Ah, look at this one.

Are you as green as your face?

You're probably thinking all this looks very strange...

and frightening.

Yes, sir.

I agree.

[flies buzzing]

[Victor] How many passengers?

-[Captain] Seven. -[Victor] Cargo?

Saltpeter, children's dolls, sulfur, soil, charcoal.

Soil?

Or mold. Boxes and boxes of it.

[Victor] Why would anyone send boxes of mold?

Who knows? Who cares?

I'm sure it'll taste better than your food.

Me too. [laughing]

Bad luck...

having women on board.

You mark my word, no good will come of it.

All aboard?

All but one... sir.

-Uh, a Count-- -Count Dracula.

[Agatha] I'm sorry, what?

Is there a problem?

You were traveling openly with the passengers?

It's four weeks to England.

What did you think I was going to do, lie around in a box?

No, don't disturb.

It's... a sick passenger.

-Sick? -They came on board last night apparently.

All had disease.

Only the captain is allowed to... see them.

-Go off about your business. -Yes, sir.

[labored breathing]

Do you make a habit of listening at doors?

-[stammers] Sorry, sir. -[Dracula] No. No, no, no.

I'm not making judgments.

[inhales]

Your accent,

traces of Bavarian, is it?

Yes, sir.

Bavaria. It's been a while.

Forgive me.

[inhales deeply]

It's the sea air. Makes one, um...

ravenous.

[flies buzzing]

[coughs and spits]

Maybe paprika?

New at sea, are you?

You won't last.

Your kind never do.

-What's my kind? -I don't know. Where are you from?

-Bistriţa. -Ah, Romanian, like the second mate.

What's wrong with the second mate?

Romanian.

I always wanted to go to sea.

Boring.

I thought I'd never get out of that stupid little town.

-Still boring. -But nothing ever happened...

until now,

and here I am.

Yes, here you are, boring me...

and from Romania.

-Sorry. -Here.

Drink this, it will stop your mouth.

The way you tell your story,

-you know what it sounds like? -Sir?

A story.

[grunts and gags]

You like it?

[coughs]

Needs paprika.

[laughs]

It needs paprika!

Ring the bell, boy.

Dinnertime.

[bell rings]

[blowing]

-Hey, you, what is this marc? -Sir?

Take it back.

It will not do.

I'm sure we can find a better vintage for your master.

Not for him, for me.

I want only the finest.

Then you're on the wrong ship.

[chuckles]

I am Dr. Sharma.

Good for you.

Forgive me, are you in this gentleman's employ?

He is my man.

Hmm.

He pays my wages.

Not the same thing.

Then you have settled a dispute.

[laughs]

Oh, uh, deaf and dumb.

-Poor child. -She has eyes, though.

Oh, yes. [chuckles]

Adisa.

[quietly] Please don't cause a scene.

This marriage is a necessary evil. You know that.

Just don't call me your man.

It hurts.

[Dracula] I think it's probably safe to have the fish.

-I beg your pardon? -We're surrounded by water.

One must hope the fish is fresh.

I'm afraid I am very careful with what I eat.

Me too.

[Agatha] I'm sorry, I don't understand.

[Dracula] What's unclear to you?

You went to the dining room. You don't eat food.

I enjoy company, and I like people.

Then why do you kill them?

Why do you pick flowers?

May I join you?

But we haven't been introduced.

And yet, you do seem a little familiar.

Oh, my dear lady, I promise to be as familiar as you like.

[chuckles softly]

I am the Grand Duchess Valeria of Augsburg.

And I'm Count Dracula...

of Wallachia.

[laughing] You're very wicked.

It has been said.

May I ask why you are traveling to England?

-I have been invited. -Uh-huh.

I am connected by birth to the ruling house of Bavaria,

but, alas, I am not in favor.

A gentleman in England wishes to write the story of my life.

I see.

And Mr. Balaur pays.

I know it's vulgar, but I have seen my way of life

and my fortune wither like a frost-ravaged vine.

[in German] Here you find me,

rattling around in this leaky coffin like a dried old pea.

Forgive me.

My German is very rusty.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

Oh.

Good evening... sir.

Keep looking at the moon.

I've no wish to disturb you.

It spoils the flavor.

[crewman stutters] Sir?

Please... sir!

[door closes]

[Dracula] [in German] I'm sorry.

That took a little longer than I expected.

It's a fine night.

A beautiful moon.

[in German] But your German...

Your German is excellent.

[in English] Oh, you're too kind.

[stutters] I seem to have remembered more than I thought.

It's good to refresh oneself.

You killed a crew member just so you could show off in German.

Might have been a little wasteful?

His charming Bavarian accent was the only interesting thing about him.

You left no one at the wheel.

Do you have no self-control?

But you were telling me of your estate, of the old days.

Such parties.

[Grand Duchess chuckles]

For my 18th birthday,

I was given a great treat.

You'll never guess what it was. Go on, guess.

I don't know.

-[laughing] Guess. -Um... A jeweled tiara?

Mother led me down the great staircase.

Oh, I could feel my heart thumping in my breast.

-Guess again. -[inhales] A pony?

No, no.

I was led into the ballroom.

Mama took my hands, and I reached out.

My present was wrapped in tissue paper,

pink tissue paper, wrapped very tightly.

[giggles]

And so, I tore at it in my excitement.

And then, when I could no longer stand the suspense,

I pulled off my blindfold...

and I saw what it was.

A pineapple.

A pineapple in the depths of that freezing winter.

It must have seemed liked magic.

Transported from the emperor's own hothouse like a precious jewel.

-[young Valeria giggles] -[Grand Duchess] I knew it.

It's impossible, but I knew it.

It's you.

[softly] Of course it's me.

Valeria, how we danced.

Yes.

That was the night my mother disappeared.

Yes.

Who are you?

Shall we dance again?

[piano playing]

[sails flapping in the wind]

[ship creaking]

[wind whistling]

[ship creaking]

[snarls]

[gasps]

[whimpers]

[snarls]

-You've searched everywhere? -We have.

Portmann's gone.

[crewman] Why can't we get clear of this fog?

It's like it's following us.

Sorry, sir...

but we didn't search everywhere.

-What do you mean? -Well...

We didn't look in cabin number nine, sir. Your orders.

Of course. You did right not to disturb our invalid.

No one's likely to be hiding in there, are they?

[deckhand] Sir!

One of the passengers, the grand duchess.

What about her?

We can't find her either.

The fog is interesting.

In what way?

Useful in blocking out the sunlight, I would have thought.

You know what they say,

"Always take the weather with you."

[Dracula] Looking for the duchess?

Have you ever heard of Nelson, Piotr?

Nelson, sir?

Britisher, soul of Napoleon.

One eye, one arm. No?

[sighs deeply]

The young, how soon they forget.

Admiral Nelson was killed at the Battle of Trafalgar.

Died of his wounds, they say.

And they wanted to get him back to England with all speed.

National hero.

The British are very keen on that sort of thing.

But Spain is quite a way,

and it was hot, so what do you think they did?

They put the old admiral into a barrel of rum to preserve him.

-No. -True.

Trouble is, they didn't tell the crew.

So when they got home to England,

they found out that those thirsty sailors

had been helping themselves to a drop or two

all the way back to Portsmouth.

-Oh. -[Dracula laughing]

I'm sure it had quite a kick, that rum.

[chuckles]

Now, let's find out.

[Dracula screams]

No!

-Oh. -[Dracula laughing]

No corpses in here.

[Piotr chuckles]

Thank you, Count Dracula.

I'm so new to this.

-I don't think I'm much use to anyone. -Piotr.

I met a Piotr once.

Briefly.

[Agatha] Is there much point in menacing a cabin boy?

I'm a fool for youth and beauty.

A proper inquiry will, of course, be conducted once we reach England.

I remain at your disposal at all times.

Good afternoon.

Thank you.

Two people gone in one night.

Was the sea particularly rough?

I don't know. I am a heavy sleeper.

And where's your wife, My Lord?

Is she not joining us?

Dorabella is a little...

How shall I put it?

She's quite exhausted, poor thing.

Dorabella.

What an enchanting name. Dorabella, hmm.

It lingers on the tongue.

Why would you spend your time up here

when Dorabella lies below?

One can have too much of a good thing.

Ah...

On the contrary,

I've always found that too much is exactly enough.

[laughing]

[waves crashing]

[gagging and coughing]

Needs paprika.

[laughing]

Needs paprika.

Yeah, you are good company, Piotr.

Run along now, clean something.

Yes, sir.

My friends call me Victor.

All right... Victor.

I said my friends call me that.

Sorry.

[laughing]

Jesus, it's too easy.

Get away now.

[continues to laugh]

[fly buzzing]

[Victor gasps]

Oh, I did not know you were there.

You sure about that boy?

Well, he's a good lad, really.

-You think? -Well, Romanian.

Maybe he brought the bad luck.

A Jonah.

Or maybe the second mate.

Why?

Romanian.

Yeah. But there's women.

It's usually women who bring the bad luck.

Well, that's half the ship we've managed to accuse.

Anybody else?

Rest of the passengers.

[laughs] Yes, passengers.

[spitting and laughing]

Seven of them.

Seven passengers...

on the Demeter.

[crewman] Six now.

So, what was your next move?

[Dracula] I told you, I treasure youth,

and the night was warm and full of possibilities.

[breathes deeply]

-[screaming] -[gasps]

[grunts]

[screaming]

[snarls]

[groans]

[softly] There are monsters in this world, Yamini.

Creatures that will leave a shadow on your soul

if once you let them in.

I will never let them take you.

I swear it.

[wind whistling]

Good evening.

You shouldn't be here, ma'am. Captain's orders.

It's so warm down there.

Where are we?

Just off the coast of Greece.

May I take a turn around the deck?

Please.

Just watch out.

I'll be careful.

Don't dream. Don't dream.

-[Dracula] Warm night, isn't it? -[gasps] My God.

Ah, no. I can make no such claims.

I'm sorry. We haven't met. I'm Count Dracula.

Lady Ruthven.

[Lady Ruthven chuckles softly]

You know...

really, I shouldn't be alone with you like this.

My husband tells me two people have disappeared.

And here we are, two people.

I've not been well, I'm afraid.

The sea, it... makes me feel wretched.

-But I'm better tonight. -No.

Tonight, you're superb.

Your husband is a very, very lucky man.

[chuckles] Certainly he is,

but I'm lucky too.

He's so handsome, and there'll be children.

We'll have lots of children.

Must sound terribly ordinary to a man like you, talk of children.

To a man like me, it sounds like a miracle.

Dear me,

something about you positively demands...

intimacy.

Should newly married ladies really be conversing on intimate matters

with handsome strangers?

I see no harm in it.

Unless it happens to be a dangerous, handsome stranger.

Are you dangerous?

-Yes, I am terribly dangerous. -[giggles]

Like one of those exotic noblemen one reads about in the novels,

filled with all the mystery and wickedness of the East.

Yes.

-[inhales sharply] We're going to America. -Oh, indeed?

-A new world. -Hmm.

A new life.

[sighs] That's a pity.

Why?

I'm a vampire.

Sorry, what did you say?

Take a look in the mirror.

What mirror?

One can always find a mirror if one tries.

There.

[gasps and sighs]

That's...

How'd you do that?

Mirrors are a deeper

and more dangerous magic than most people understand.

Mirrors can give a space to imagine or worse...

[whispers] show us the truth.

What do you see in the mirror?

Much.

I thought you deserved at least a glimpse of what might have been.

What might have been?

Why do you say that?

I told you, lovely Dorabella.

I'm a vampire.

[growls and snarls]

-Pig. - Sorry?

Well, four weeks to England,

and you'd already polished off three people in two nights,

like a fox in a hen coop.

Like a connoisseur in a wine cellar.

One chooses one's vintages with care, the reds and the whites.

I enjoy both the duchess and the deckhand.

But you're careful with your diet?

Well, I have to be.

Otherwise, I would have reached England

with the social skills of a Russian sailor.

And yet, you were gorging yourself. Fox, hen coop.

Pig, truffles.

At this rate, there'd be no one left to sail the ship.

I knew I could get by with a skeleton crew.

I've worked with those before.

[waves crashing]

She said she was too warm.

-I told her to be careful. -[Captain] And you saw nothing?

No, sir. Nothing from where I was standing.

This is preposterous. Where is she?

[imitates yelling] Hmm? What has happened to my wife?

-[Victor] What about Lisbon? -[deckhand] Lisbon's two days away.

We go on to England

and double the watch.

No one is to walk the decks alone, understood?

[both] Aye, sir.

We are forced to assume that there is a murderer on board.

We can, I fear, place no trust anywhere.

Now, young lady, you seem particularly upset.

[softly] Did you see something which alarmed you?

[growls and snarls]

She can't hear you. She only understands sign language.

That is a language I must acquire... sometime.

[crewman] This is more than murder.

There is evil at work on this ship.

Look out there.

Look at it.

What sort of fog follows a ship?

I agree, there is evil at work, but surely it's a very human evil.

-Three people are dead. -Three people are missing.

And where did they go? Did they sprout wings and fly away?

[laughs] What a ridiculous idea.

Dark forces.

Those dark forces took my Dorabella.

[Dracula] I find it hard to credit

that any supernatural entity would leave such a quantity of blood behind,

unless, of course, it has drunk its fill.

So, gentlemen...

there is a killer on board.

In plain sight... or hiding.

[Captain] We'll search everywhere.

No one can stay hidden long on a ship this size.

Perhaps we should start with cabin number nine.

There is nothing of consequence in there.

Mmm, nevertheless,

I'm sure it'll set all our minds at rest if we just took a little look,

since we're all obliged to suspect everyone,

including you, Captain Sokolov.

I see no need to exclude the passenger in number nine.

Very well. Cabin nine will be searched.

By me.

Then I suppose we'll have to trust you.

[Agatha] I don't understand. You wanted them to search number nine?

I assumed number nine was your cabin.

[Dracula] Did you?

-[coughing] -[flies buzzing]

The stench.

A sick room is not a place for weak stomachs.

Stay where you are.

[whispers] What can you hear?

[raspy breathing]

Breathing.

The captain's?

No.

[raspy breathing continues]

[footsteps approaching]

[keys jingling]

[flies buzzing]

[deckhand] Well, sir?

All as before. Passenger remains very sick,

and there is no one else in the cabin.

I searched it thoroughly.

Does that satisfy you?

The captain's word is good enough for me.

[ship creaking]

And me.

For now.

[box opening]

[flies buzzing]

[Dracula] Well, it seems to be just common, old garden soil.

It's not fuller's earth or anything like that.

Ah, of course.

You're a scientist.

At University of Calcutta.

Or I was.

Are you perhaps a scientist yourself?

Uh, I have an appetite for it.

Science doesn't know everything.

Hmm.

What do you reckon about all this?

You must have seen some strange things in your time.

Ah, now we come to it.

Ask the savage. He'll know.

-He sees around corners. -Well, it's true, isn't it?

All that black magic your people get up to?

My people?

[scoffs]

[Dracula clears his throat]

Trust, once lost, cannot easily be restored.

I know that.

But we've all searched this ship from prow to stern.

There's no sign of our missing friends.

We're all agreed?

Which means only one thing.

I'm afraid so.

It's one of us.

It is clear what we must do.

We must go on to England,

and we'll hand this matter over to the authorities.

If we stick together

and we're all careful. If no one is alone--

[all gasping]

-[crying in pain] -Must have fallen from the moonrakers.

Jesus.

-Over here. -Dr. Sharma?

I'm no surgeon.

-[groans in pain] -Fetch Valentin. Get him below.

Quickly, he's bleeding.

Step away, man, if you can't stand the sight of blood.

[Agatha] And you can't stand it, can you?

You can't control yourself in the presence of blood.

It's not just sustenance.

It's an addiction.

You're smiling.

After 400 years, it's nice to be understood.

Oh, no, I haven't understood you yet.

Not completely.

Seven very different passengers on the Demeter.

[chuckles softly]

How convenient, given your dietary requirements.

[man screaming in pain]

Put him here!

[Valentin] How could you fall? You, of all people.

It's the fog. It's like breathing poison.

Fix it.

-Just fix it. -I'll try and reset it.

But it doesn't change anything. The Devil is on this ship.

-The Devil! -Do it!

Bite.

Hold him.

[deckhand wincing in pain]

[muffled screaming]

[screaming continues]

[snarls]

[door closes]

[Dracula growling]

[Lord Ruthven] Good evening, Count Dracula.

Are you all right?

I suppose we're all a little jumpy.

Not hungry?

Olgaren...

might I ask,

do you normally have this many passengers?

No.

It is very strange.

This is the most we've ever had,

and the most wealthy.

And Lord Ruthven is, I assume, the wealthiest.

Why did you choose this ship?

It was a recommendation from my business partner.

I have a silent partner.

Who recommends the Demeter?

[Lord Ruthven] I didn't think to question it.

[Victor] Why not?

[Adisa] Thanks to this partner's sponsorship,

Lord Ruthven had the funds and, uh, position to woo Dorabella.

Lord Ruthven didn't question anything.

[Lord Ruthven] What does it matter? A ship is a ship.

I'm sure Mr. Balaur has his reasons.

What did you say? Balaur?

Yes, my silent partner.

And my sponsor.

Well...

-That is quite a coincidence. -Count Dracula, do you have any connec--

[Agatha] Ah, the beast revealed.

Ravenous for blood and stinking of grave dirt.

A sophisticated gentleman, nothing more than a veneer.

The sophistication of a gentleman, Agatha, is always a veneer.

Even a gentleman like Mr. Balaur?

-Mr. who? -Dracula,

a corruption of the Latin dracul,

meaning dragon. In Romanian, balaur.

The purpose of an alias seems to have eluded you.

I thought it was clever.

Ah, you'll have to be cleverer than that.

To feed off the civilized, you'll have to learn to live with them first. Ha!

The boat was a dress rehearsal for life in England.

You stocked your larder to teach yourself to dine with restraint.

-Precisely. -And, Mr. Balaur,

your restraint was failing you.

You see, not the losing side.

What are you looking at?

This ship is cursed.

It is doomed.

[speaks Russian]

Find everyone who thinks the same.

Bring them here. There is only one way out.

Yes, Valentin.

[breathing heavily]

[moans]

Ma'am?

Hush.

-But I thought-- -Hush now.

You're dead.

Everyone's dead in the end.

I'm dreaming.

This isn't real.

Reality is overrated.

[snarling]

No. No, please.

Shh.

[whispers] Thought you'd never answer back.

[cries] No!

[snarls]

[bell ringing]

What normal man could have done this?

We will need to search the ship again. I want the entire crew in pairs.

I don't think that's going to be possible, sir.

It's possible if I give the order!

One of the lifeboats is missing.

And, I think,

most of the crew.

But where could they go?

Anywhere but here.

Sir?

Yuri?

It's time.

What are you talking about?

Who is in cabin number nine?

When did I lose so many pieces? I was winning.

No, you've been losing from the start.

You don't drink.

Wine.

Uh, the pawn is well-placed.

If I can get it to the other side, it becomes another queen.

Forget about the chess, and concentrate on the game.

Who's in cabin number nine?

How-- How did I get here?

Don't you remember?

We were at the convent.

You let Mina go.

-I said run. Go, now! -[Mina screams]

Yes, but I didn't let you go, did I?

-Where am I? What is this place? -Ah...

Surely you know where you are.

The people you feed on,

you make them dream.

The kiss of the vampire...

is an opiate.

Are you drinking my blood?

[whispers] Agatha,

you're exquisite.

So much insight,

wit, learning,

wickedness, even.

One does not hurry such a vintage.

[whispers] I've been making you last.

It's me.

I'm in cabin number nine.

-[breathing heavily] -[squelching]

[keys jingling]

[Captain] I told you, there's nobody in here.

Gentlemen, I'm afraid I took matters into my own hands.

Please, come in.

Let me save you some time.

Do any of you recognize these?

[Victor] Portmann's kerchief.

I'd know it anywhere.

And, look.

[Lord Ruthven] The Grand Duchess's.

I saw it the night she disappeared.

[Captain] Those weren't here before.

-Trophies. -Trophies, exactly.

As if all this was nothing but a sick game.

I submit this is all the evidence we need.

And here she is...

Drenched in the blood of her victims.

[softly] The murderer.

Anything to say before we hang you?

For God's sake, you saw her. She could barely lift her head.

-What are you doing? -Captain, with respect, stay out of it.

-You kept the murderer safe on this ship. -Look at her.

How could she have the strength to kill those men?

Looks can be deceiving, Dr. Sharma.

[Captain] It can't be her.

Could she have taken Abramoff?

Portmann? Look at her!

It doesn't matter how she looks. She did it!

-You don't know that. -Gentlemen, please.

Let us not allow this situation to turn ugly.

It's a lynching. How much uglier can it get?

[Captain] Why do you all listen to every word this man says?

Why did you protect her?

I got a commission with certain stipulations.

A commission?

From a man named Balaur, perhaps?

Yes. He said his new wife was very sick.

She needed to travel to England for treatment.

And he paid handsomely for the Demeter to take her.

-To take you. -I am not Mr. Balaur's bride!

-[Victor] Enough talking, just hang her. -No, wait, please! Listen.

Olgaren! We are not savages,

and we are not sheep.

You can't hang me.

Give me one reason why not.

Because... [pants] Because...

I'm a vampire.

[Victor laughing]

Oh, funny, do you think?

Well, listen to your captain.

I am a frail and helpless woman.

How did I manage to slaughter four people

and toss their twitching corpses overboard?

Because I am a vampire.

You know what a vampire is, don't you?

A foul, stinking, slouching monstrosity.

We can disguise ourselves fairly well as ordinary people

but arouse to a bestial frenzy

by the mere sight and smell of human blood.

-Enough! -No, wait.

-No! -I have experience in these matters.

There is one way to be sure you are a vampire.

No, listen to me. I know what I'm talking about.

We can hang you and see if you die.

- You can't hang a vampire. -No, wait. He's right.

You can't hang me.

I won't die.

And when this farce is over, you will be the first that I feed on.

And then I will take the rest of you one by one,

and I will make you last.

Um...

[Agatha] You think I can't?

Think of the four people I've devoured already.

Are you in a hurry to join them?

Come on, then.

Which of you has the courage to kick away the barrel?

Me.

Shall we end this?

Cat got your tongue?

Biting my lip.

[Dracula growling]

Look at him!

-[snarls] -[Agatha] I confess I lied to you.

I'm not a vampire. He is.

Count Dracula.

[Agatha] It's him. He is the vampire.

Forgive me if I'm repulsed by the blood of a murderess when it's spat in my face.

Do what you want with her.

I'll be in my cabin.

Get out of my way, child.

Don't you touch her!

Don't you dare touch her.

[Dracula growls]

Clever girl, sign language.

[Dracula grunts]

This is a pity. I was so enjoying this voyage...

and the people.

And I made a good detective, don't you think?

I have a particular gift for eliminating suspects.

[Agatha coughing]

Sit up, madam. Sit up, breathe.

Take big breaths.

-Dracula, where did he go? -Relax now. Breathe deeply.

Where is he? Where's Dracula? Where did he go? Was no one watching?

We were helping you.

Well, in future, get your priorities right.

There's a vampire on board this ship.

I am Sister Agatha Van Helsing of the Saint Mary's Convent, Budapest.

-Captain Sokolov? -Yes?

You are relieved of command.

[waves crashing]

Here it is.

Dracula's cabin.

Doesn't look like it's been used.

Although the curtains have been drawn.

Hmm. Are you all right?

No, I'm dying, but don't get distracted.

Dracula needs to sleep in a coffin or box containing his own native soil.

No idea why. It doesn't make a lot of sense.

Did you say soil?

Soil, yes.

Somewhere hidden away on this ship, there must be a box of Transylvanian soil.

Have you seen any such thing?

We have 50 boxes of soil in the hold.

What did you mean, you have experience in these matters?

My, uh...

My researches have sometimes taken me down a dark path.

A continuation of life beyond the grave.

The undead.

[whispers] The nosferatu.

There are such things.

Dracula put us all on this ship together for a purpose.

Clearly, he chose you for your knowledge.

I wonder what he sees in me.

I have no idea.

But whatever his intentions towards me,

he is not taking my daughter.

-Did you see how he looked at her? -What is that?

This...

a last resort.

There is death... [whispers] and there is undeath.

[men grunting]

-Is that the last of them? -There's one more.

You heard her, one more.

No, wait.

Better still, we leave him one box.

Only one resting place.

Right now, he's hiding in the shadows,

but daylight weakens him. He will need to rest eventually.

-If there's only one box... -We can trap him.

Perhaps we can reduce his options, at least.

Now we must increase ours.

Captain, I assume somewhere on this ship, you have a Bible.

-I find myself temporarily embarrassed. -In my cabin.

Please fetch it.

He's a very persuasive man, the Count.

One might almost say...

seductive.

Shouldn't you be on the deck helping?

[sighs]

I'm really not sure where I should be at the moment.

Perhaps it's time I decided where I stand.

If Count Dracula is Mr. Balaur,

then he is my silent partner.

Perhaps that's what the Count sees in me.

A partner.

And if my intuition is correct,

he is about to join us.

[metal clatters]

[Dracula] Thank you.

Not at all.

We have a business arrangement.

We are partners.

I should like that to continue.

For how long?

It's my understanding that a vampire is blessed with eternal life.

[softly] Mine too, but it does take rather a long time to be sure.

[both laugh]

You're placing yourself in league with this creature.

It's business.

-[Dr. Sharma yells] -Ah! [grunts]

[Dr. Sharma] We are not stupid, you know.

-I'm a man of science. -[Dracula grunts]

Dr. Sharma,

you're one of the great minds of your age, but you're a prophet without honor

in your own country.

I, however,

recognize your brilliance and look forward to consuming it.

[whispers] Never. [screams]

-[gun cocks] -Drop it, now.

Do you hear me?

[breathing shakily]

I would see my daughter die

before letting her become like you.

I wonder if you mean that.

Drop the cross, or I'll shoot her right in front of you.

You couldn't.

Surrender yourself to us,

or I swear, I will pull this trigger.

What's it to be, man of reason?

Dead or undead?

[screaming]

[exhales sharply]

[in Hindi] God forgive me.

[yells] No!

[shakily] No.

-[Yamini groans] -[Dr. Sharma cries out]

[Dr. Sharma grunts]

[heavy breathing]

This thing...

This Dracula,

it's only a monster.

You were supposed to be a man.

I shall be more than a man.

[growls and screams]

[gunshot]

[Dr. Sharma grunts]

[Ruthven grunts and snickers]

[heavy breathing]

[whispers] Now, look what you've done.

I... did it for you.

-Why? -I thought you'd chosen me.

I chose you...

for Dorabella.

And now you've inherited her money, I'll inherit it from you.

-Partner. -No.

Thank you for everything.

No, please.

[whispers] Try and stay calm.

You're doing very well.

[hissing]

[screaming]

[Ruthven crying]

[continues crying]

Dr. Sharma?

[squelching]

[growling]

[growling and snarling]

[Piotr whimpers]

[paper tearing]

[Captain] I still don't see the point.

[Agatha] The holy word of our Lord.

It worked in the convent

with sacramental bread, so I suppose we must have faith.

Is this all we have left?

Superstition? Fairy tale?

You saw the effect the cross had on him.

It's no less of a superstition because a madman believes it too.

We have a killer on board, a human man.

However delusional.

Convent?

I mentioned I was a nun?

Oh, perfect, she's a nun.

We need a general. We need strategy, not nuns.

You don't seem like a nun.

It has been said.

[Piotr panting]

[whimpers and cries]

[Victor] What's wrong, boy?

What's happened?

[sobs softly]

[waves crashing]

Tears for your master?

I thought you despised him.

He wasn't my master.

[Agatha] Captain Sokolov, please stop frowning.

How did you know I was frowning?

It's audible.

This circle, that's supposed to protect us.

I believe it will.

-You said it worked at the convent. -Yes.

And yet, you're here.

So what happened?

Dracula gained entry by disguising himself in the skin of...

of another.

Sister Agatha?

Piotr.

Wake up, boy.

[Agatha] If you please, tell me again what happened below decks.

I think you came across Dracula feeding off the Englishman, correct?

Yes.

[Agatha] And Dracula saw you?

Yes.

[Agatha] And then he let you go?

Yes.

May one ask why?

-I don't know. -[Agatha] No, Piotr.

I don't know either.

Go on, Piotr, you just have to explain.

I told you. He was drinking Lord Ruthven's blood.

He was busy.

Busy?

Yes.

I ran.

I don't think he cared about me. [scoffs]

Just let me go.

Olgaren, what's going on?

Victor?

Just try to explain, boy.

I have explained.

-That's all there is. -[Captain] Piotr,

we just need to be sure that you haven't been contaminated.

Occupied.

I saw Dracula climb from the belly of a wolf once.

We need to be sure.

How do we do that?

Piotr, you entered the circle before it was complete, yes?

I think so.

I didn't really notice.

Now the circle is closed.

A vampire would be unable to cross the line of it in any circumstances.

Piotr, step outside the circle.

But...

[stammers] you said it wasn't safe.

-No. You cannot do this to the boy. -Only for a moment.

Piotr...

step outside the circle.

That's an order.

Come on, just cross the line for a moment, in and out.

Do it.

Now.

Well done, boy. Get back inside.

No, both feet.

[hissing]

[chuckles] That was hilarious.

God protect us.

This again?

Tedious book.

What do you want?

Ah, what I always want.

Something to eat, a bit of company.

Your boxes have been destroyed.

You have no refuge, no place of solace.

I notice that one of my boxes is still in the hold.

Oh, you're welcome to sleep in it anytime you like.

We won't wake you.

I see.

You left it there as a lure.

[whispers] I'm going to miss you.

I'll spare you the heartache.

Too kind.

Well,

I wonder which of you it's going to be.

Which of us what?

One of you is going to break. The night is young.

You expect us to give ourselves up to you?

Yes.

-But why? -[chuckles] What's the alternative?

It's only a matter of time.

Come on.

Don't you at least want a good death?

Take your chances, die fighting, die in battle

like every living thing is supposed to?

Surely, it's better than this dreary stalemate.

Not a stalemate, Count Dracula.

We have an advantage over you, or at least I do.

Alone on this boat, it seems...

I'm not a lunatic.

[inhales deeply]

Ah...

Now... now you interest me.

[Adisa] Pages from an old book, nailed to the deck,

and you can't walk past them?

Your conflict, your disbelief, your skepticism is a strong flavor.

Intoxicating.

-Don't let him confuse you, Adisa. -I am not confused.

This man killed Tom.

Lord Ruthven. He...

He took the love of my life, and I will not play his games.

Where is he? What have you done with him?

Fish bait.

Like the rest of them.

One learns to keep a tidy slaughterhouse.

Now, Adisa, tell me.

What do you see before you?

A man.

Aw, only that?

Less than that.

A murderer.

If you are so confident and if you are so angry,

step outside the circle.

Even if you don't believe what is self-evident,

you know he is dangerous.

Step outside the circle and dance with me.

Don't throw your life away to prove a point!

That won't do any good.

They call it a life preserver.

Well, I have faith in it. I have faith in steel and powder.

Fine, try and shoot him, but from inside the circle.

We must stay strong and united and inside the circle!

Yes, stay inside the circle.

Do as you're told. Do as they tell you, as you always do,

'cause that's what you're good at, 'cause you're a servant. Hmm.

However stupid your masters were, however beautiful,

you're destined to remain in the shadows.

A guilty secret.

[Piotr] Don't! No!

I knew you could do it.

Your own man at the end.

Come back. Come back inside.

This is an execution.

This is for Tom.

Ow.

[screaming]

[growls]

-[snarls] -[screams]

[screams]

[grunts]

Keep him down. Keep him on the deck, Olgaren.

-Knife! -Knife!

[Dracula screams]

[Agatha] Count Dracula!

Go to hell.

[screaming]

[continues screaming]

[water splashing]

[seagulls squawking]

Where's Olgaren?

-Cooking. -Oh.

Just when you think you're out of danger.

And the sister?

The usual.

Take the wheel.

-How long are you going to keep checking? -Till I'm sure.

-It's been a week. -But if he survived,

it would take time for him to heal those wounds.

But according to you,

he could only do so lying in a bed of his own earth.

That is the only one on board. Have faith.

I struggle with faith.

[scoffs]

We're a few hours from Whitby. Do you want to join us on deck?

You still have one lifeboat left, yes?

Yes, why?

Because this ship must never reach England.

What are you talking about?

Your cargo, I've been going through it. We have here everything we need.

-For a doll's tea party? -[laughs] No.

Saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal.

For gunpowder?

Well, there's at least enough to blow a decent-sized hole in the hull,

don't you think?

That might be quite a good spot.

That would take her down, all right.

But why?

No trace of the vampire's foul contagion can be allowed to reach the New World.

Trust me on this.

We must sink the Demeter.

When will you accept that you've won?

When I'm dead.

The curse of the vampire lives inside me.

Under no circumstances can I come with you to England.

No. Agatha, no.

-I refuse-- -Tell them of Dracula if you wish.

Tell them what happened here on board the Demeter.

But tell no one where it lies.

Better still, tell them it sank somewhere else far from here.

We must protect the curious from themselves.

- But he's dead. -Consider this a plague ship.

All precautions must be taken.

No more words.

Explain what's happening to Olgaren and Piotr, and get off this ship.

You can leave the arrangement of the gunpowder to me.

Now, go now. I don't have all day, quite literally, as it turns out.

Sister Agatha?

No more.

I'm a nun.

You mentioned.

[fly buzzing]

It's not right.

I know,

but it must be done.

-But Sister Agatha-- -God will take care of Sister Agatha...

if God knows what's good for him.

[breathing heavily]

The lifeboat's ready, Captain.

Lower away.

[pulley system grinding]

[water splashing]

[sighs deeply]

I suppose there's time for one last attempt at conversation.

One hopes that there's room for negotiation

on suicide as a mortal sin.

[ship creaking]

[footsteps on deck]

[gasps]

Hello?

Is there someone there?

[footsteps approaching]

Going down with the ship.

I learned a long time ago that's the captain's job.

One for the road?

[scoffs]

One for the road.

On deck, then.

A bed.

A bed of his own earth.

He's alive.

[shouts] Sokolov, he's alive!

[Dracula] Sokolov isn't.

I fear I may have bolted him.

Starving.

I believe the plan was for a drink on deck.

I hope I'm a reasonable substitute.

[Agatha sighs]

[breathlessly] Keep him talking.

[Dracula exhales deeply]

This takes me back.

About three centuries, in fact.

We must do it again.

I think probably not.

[laughs]

I quite agree.

[straining and grunting]

[breathing heavily]

How you feeling?

Particularly mortal.

-How about you? -Indestructible.

How did you do it?

Uh...

I swam under the boat and climbed up the other side.

As escapes go, basic but effective.

I really thought we'd won.

If it's any comfort, Agatha,

you came closer than anyone.

[grunting and panting]

Oh, look.

The pawn almost made it to the other side of the board.

But I'm afraid there'll be no second queen.

Piotr and Olgaren got away.

Well, you can't eat them all.

I missed out on Dr. Sharma too, and that's a pity.

I love science.

Science is the future, Agatha.

And yet, you still fear the cross?

'Course I do.

Everyone does, that's the problem.

It's not a symbol of virtue and kindness.

It's a mark of horror and oppression.

Your idiot Church has terrorized the peasant population for centuries,

and I have been imbibing the blood of those same persons for so long,

I have absorbed their fear of the cross.

My God.

I can't wait to eat some atheists.

No.

Sorry?

No, I mean, that's all very nice and logical, but that's not the reason.

What makes you so sure?

Because I think, Count Dracula, I'm coming to know you.

I know when you are lying.

Why would I bother lying to you?

You wouldn't. It's not me to whom you're lying.

Why are you making conversation?

-People do. -You don't.

Well, it's never too late to change.

You're trying to draw me into an argument.

Are you trying to distract me?

What is it you always say?

Oh, yes, one must never rush a nun.

-[chuckles] -[explosion]

[Dracula growls]

Go ahead. I win.

The last thing your eyes will ever see is the contempt in mine.

They're dead, then?

Yes.

What now?

We honor them.

How?

By telling their story.

So...

what did you think of your first time at sea, Piotr?

Marius.

Marius?

That's my real name.

That's what my friends call me.

[dramatic music playing]

[sighs]

[laughs]

[helicopter whirring]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Welcome to England, Count Dracula.

What kept you?

[flies buzzing]

[theme music playing]

[screaming]