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Morpho, is the needle ready?

Yes, Doctor.

Good, insert it in to the carotid.

Yes, Doctor... Usher.

Well, put her down on the table.

Yes, Doctor.

Stay where you are, Matthew, I may need you.

Yes, master.

Perfect!

So...?

Everything is ready.

Then proceed.

Ahh...

I'm coming!

One second, I'm coming!

Good day to you, sir.

Good morning.

My name is Alan Hacker.

Dr. Usher wrote to me.

He asked me to come and see him, it's urgent.

May I come in?

Why yes, of course, how rude of me.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, but Dr. Usher didn't tell me you were coming.

Would you please tell him I'm here?

Of course, but I know he's very busy right now.

- Who is it? - I don't know, a stranger.

A stranger, and you let him in?

He told me you wrote to him and asked him to come right away.

I haven't written to anyone in years, he'll have to wait.

Where am I?

Where am I?

Where am I?

Who are you?

Melissa, Melissa.

- You're alive, Melissa. - Who is this man?

- I can hear your voice. - Who is he?

Your voice... Oh, Melissa.

- Where am I? - Oh, Melissa.

Melissa.

I hear your voice... I hear you...

Oh, I hear your voice, what a joy!

Melissa.

Melissa.

Speak, speak.

Melissa, oh.

Professor Usher.

Good morning, professor.

Who are you?

I'm Alan Hacker.

Alan Hacker? I don't know you.

Your name doesn't mean anything to me,

nothing at all.

What do you want?

Don't you remember me?

I was one of your favorite students at the University of Prague.

You wrote me this letter, you asked me to come.

Don't you remember?

Ahh... You are Alan Hacker.

Of course, of course, I couldn't see you from afar.

Of course, I recognize you now.

You've changed, my dear boy.

I dare say, it's your beard. Or did you have a beard then?

Students are such fools.

How are you?

I'm glad you accepted my invitation, really, really.

I'm so glad to see you, and I'm delighted that you came so soon.

I'm very grateful, thank you.

Well, Doctor...

I really need your help, it's simple, listen,

I had to leave town and luxury, and take refuge here.

Dr. Stigmyer is trying to stop me from doing my research,

and he's not the only one!

It's so humiliating! Look, he's here!

Stigmyer, go away!

Keep your old theories to yourself,

Let me do my research. Go away!

Go away! Get out of here!

I'll cure Melissa.

I'll heal her, no matter what you do.

Go away, get out of here!

Calm down, Dr. Usher, there's nobody here.

Do you hear me? Absolutely nobody!

What are you trying to say?

Why don't you come right out and say I'm crazy?

You're on their side.

Admit it, you, too, think that Melissa is dead.

I'll show them, she's not dead,

and I'll get anyone who says otherwise.

Leave the Doctor alone!

Can't you see the poor man is sick?

You should know better than that.

All you'll ever succeed in doing if you upset him

is to drive him deeper into his illusion.

It's better to tell him the truth.

Damn you, Dr. Hacker!

You've corrupted the soul of my student, Alan Hacker.

What's wrong, my dear?

Are you in pain, does something hurt?

You don't look well, do you want me to call Dr. Seward?

No, I'll be fine.

Oh please, hurry sir, and get Dr. Seward.

He lives right in the town square.

I'll find him.

Meanwhile, see to it Dr. Usher stays calm.

Eric, I know Melissa will be cured, thanks to you.

I believe in you completely.

The truth is that the others are jealous of you!

But me, I believe in you.

You make them all envious.

Darling, you make me feel better.

I did manage to bring a little life back to her.

She even spoke a few words, but she didn't last very long.

They're all jealous, they want to get rid of me.

Dr. Seward, Dr. Seward.

Dr. Seward.

I'm up here.

I'm Dr. Seward.

My name is Alan Hacker.

Dr. Usher needs you right away.

Oh, that old fogey.

Please, he needs you badly.

Okay, I'm coming.

My poor little daughter, I'll never succeed.

It's too late. I'll never succeed.

Here, Eric, some herbal tea, it will do you good.

No, leave me alone.

No, drink a little. For me?

It'll calm you down, please, just a few sips.

It isn't my body that's sick, it's my soul.

It's cold in here.

I'll light a fire.

I agree with you.

He was a remarkable scientist and teacher,

but what's left of that today, huh?

How do you feel, Mr. Usher'?

What's it to you?

I'm worried about you, that's all.

Let's check your pulse.

Leave me alone.

Ah, it's a bit erratic, you know.

It's very rapid, it has been for years.

You should take better care of yourself.

To see my daughter up and about

is the only thing that could restore my health.

Would you please leave us alone?

If there's anything I can do for you,

please don't hesitate to ask.

There's something you can do for me,

and that's to tell me the truth.

Has there been any reply from the Academy?

Concerning your request?

They haven't answered me?

No, not yet.

The truth is what I wanted, that's not the truth.

You're a Doctor, too, aren't you?

Maria.

Maria, I forbid you to talk with strangers.

They all want to destroy me,

and they want to destroy Melissa.

Dr. Usher, it's me, it's Alan Hacker.

You're a liar.

Hacker is a nice young student.

Oh, Hacker, you are Hacker.

I didn't recognize you with your beard.

Now don't waste your time with women.

This is a typical bourgeois, sewing the scoundrels.

I'm sorry, did I introduce you?

I'm the one who went to get him.

Oh, yes, indeed.

Well, Dr. Seward is a perfect example of the kind of

conservatives who staff our Academy of Medicine.

- Pretentious fools. - It's an honor for me.

It's an honor for him, well, Maria would feel honored, too.

That's it.

The narrow-mindedness of a typical bourgeois,

incapable of accepting any new ideas,

even the best ideas, isn't that so, Doctor?

Oh, the fools. They're all the same.

They fear that any new knowledge would disturb their little habits.

That's why they refute my experiments...

And yet, when you look at him, he seems a decent human being

who I must admit, I rather like.

And so are you, sir.

But you're sure the Academy hasn't answered my request.

No, there's no response, since twenty years.

Nothing but a bunch of imbeciles.

- Goodbye. - So long.

I hope I never see you again.

Come on, Hacker.

The Academy and this Doctor stand for everything I detest.

You're not like that, I'm happy to say.

You were one of my most promising students.

I'm terribly sorry, I'm getting old, and I don't feel well.

My behavior is becoming eccentric.

If I asked you to come here,

you can be sure there's a very good reason

You still believe in my theories, don't you?

I do hope I'm right, am I?

Of course, Dr. Usher, I admire you very much.

Oh, that's good.

The reason I asked you to come in is because

you wrote several interesting articles.

I need your help against those bastards...

But there's something I must do before I tell you about my research.

Why are you kneeling down, sir?

What are you doing, Dr. Usher?

I want you to hear my confession, all right?

Hear me, Hacker, I'm a murderer, I've murdered many women.

I murdered in the name of love for my daughter.

I killed them for science,

though my hands, my hands can no longer hold a scalpel.

Do you understand, my hands...

My hands they can't...

Come on Eric, you're not feeling well.

It's about time you got some rest.

Come on.

Please, excuse me. We'll continue tomorrow.

Of course you will.

I'll wait for you in the library,

at eight o'clock sharp. Good night, Hacker.

No, no! Why are you doing that?

No, don't kill him.

Please, help me.

Have pity on me.

Please, take pity on me, I'm gonna die here.

Help me.

Please, get us out!

Help.

Please, please get us out of here.

Help us, don't leave us here to die.

Help us please, please.

Please, help us.

Please, help me.

Please, just get us out.

Who the hell are you?

We're prisoners.

Who locked you up?

Doctor Usher and his one-eyed monster!

I don't understand, why did he do that?

What does he keep you locked up for?

- He wants our blood. - Why?

He gives it to some sick woman.

You mean, he drains you of your blood?

He's a monster.

Sir, sir, please help!

Who are you?

My name is Matthew.

Please, sir, would you help me?

What are you doing locked in there?

Dr. Usher locked me in, I worked for him,

he's very mad at me, please help me.

I'm begging you, get me out of here!

I have not seen the light day for months!

It's been months!

Why is that?

He wants me to serve his daughter Melissa only,

and one time when I tried to pour him some tea,

so he threw the teapot at me and did this, you see?

He scarred me for life!

How can I help you?

The Doctor has the only key,

but maybe you could talk to him.

Tell him that I've always been a loyal servant, please try!

All right, I will. I promise I will.

Thank you, sir, do it soon!

Tell him I was always a good and faithful servant,

why must he punish me?

So, it's true.

What is true?

How dare you come here.

How dare you violate the private chapel.

You're a monster, a murdering monster.

Yes, but isn't she beautiful?

Isn't she worth sacrificing others for?

Is anybody, Doctor?

That depends, she will live.

She will come to life again. I will heal her!

Alan, is that you?

Marie, Adrien.

Help me carry him to his room.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Hacker'?

Are you awake? Wake up.

It's past seven o'clock.

I brought you some breakfast.

That's very kind of you.

Do you want it in bed?

No, leave it on the table.

You didn't have to go through all the trouble.

I had a horrible nightmare.

If you're not feeling well, I can go and get Dr. Usher.

I'm sure he could help you out.

No.

Do you remember your nightmare?

It felt...

as if I were drowning.

Dr. Usher was draining the blood from three dying girls.

It feels so real, I could swear it wasn't a dream.

He kept the poor creatures chained behind bars.

He bled them and they we so pale.

- You knew about it! - Me?

Snap out of it.

It's daylight now, enjoy the day.

Stop looking as if you've seen a ghost.

It was only a nightmare, you know what it is?

You've got mountain fever, it's in the wind.

That's what it is,

genuine old mountain fever.

It happens to people who don't know the mountains,

and gives them nightmares, horrible headaches.

That's the power the mountains have when you don't know them.

Though I must say I've never seen it's effect before,

before now, I mean.

It'll go away, don't worry about it.

You really think that's what it is?

Yes, of course, eat your breakfast now.

Dr. Usher is waiting downstairs.

He's in the library.

In fact, I'm not really doing what he told me.

He asked me to tell you the minute you woke up.

Good morning, Dr. Usher.

How are you this morning?

I trust, my dear friend, that you slept well.

I didn't, I didn't sleep well at all.

I had a terrible nightmare.

I know exactly how you feel.

I, too, suffered from nightmares

for a long time after I moved into this house.

But I finally got used to it...

not the nightmares of course,

I mean, I got used to the house.

- Why don't you sit down? - Thank you.

I've prepared everything so we can get down to work.

- What do you expect me to do? - Pick up your pen and start writing.

You want me to take down what you say?

That's right, exactly.

I, Eric Vladimir Usher,

born in Prague, a pretty long time ago.

When I was a child I heard the call of science.

At the age of 20, I earned a doctorate in biology at the University of Bratislava

My worries began even then.

I had researched and experimented with regenerating

the endoderm of animals, namely bats, with some notable success.

And when was that?

I told you, a long time ago.

Then I experimented with human skin.

I took a man with severe burns and restored his skin so well

that he looked even better than before.

However, I was reprimanded by my peers.

- The Academy of Medicine? - Yes.

- You had ignored them? - Yes.

That was risky.

I had to continue.

Why?

Because I wasn't going to let their idiocy

stand in the way of science.

- Did they react badly? - What do you think? Of course!

It takes courage to react. Guts, sir, guts!

You remember my daughter, don't you?

Of course.

My poor daughter...

was suffering from an ailment that remains unexplained.

I discovered that fresh blood transfusions

were needed so she might stay alive.

The poor thing would have color back in her face,

and all of her vital functions would spring back to normal.

Even her sad disposition brightened up a little

with the help of the fresh blood.

The problem was that large quantities of blood were needed.

I had to find the girls.

That proved easy...

very easy, with Morpho's help.

Poor Morpho, simple, blind, he'd obey like a dog.

He helped kidnap the girls I needed to keep Melissa alive.

I decided to search among the prostitutes.

Melissa was certainly more entitled to life than women who sold their bodies.

The first woman I picked was a cabaret singer,

she was pretty and charming.

She was also interested in me.

We lived in the big city.

I had money, I had a plan.

My love, you promised you'd bring me a little present.

Sit down.

There you are.

Open the box, you deserve what's in it.

You're so beautiful.

Darling, I love the feel of your skin.

I love the touch of your hands on me.

I could caress you for hours and hours.

Your touch pleases me greatly.

Hi there, fellas!

You're a little drunk, let us make sure you get home safely.

Oh, thanks, but there's a carriage waiting for me.

He's a duke, you know. Ooh, there it is.

He's so generous.

Come on, can't you tell that's fake or it's stolen.

Good night.

Did you hear that? Oh, I dropped my bag.

What nerve!

I wasn't too long, was I?

Where are you taking me?

To a nice place you'll like a lot, you'll see.

All right, let's go.

But if we start something, you won't be able to get rid of me.

That's the way I am. When I like someone, I don't let go.

Hold on a second.

Oh, it's such a big house,

is this where you live?

Oh no, I dropped my purse again.

Oh, it's pretty here.

You're lucky to live here, it feels just like the country.

You would be shocked if you saw my place.

What are you doing?

Open the door.

What are you doing? Open up.

Hey, open up. Why are playing with me?

Open up

Anybody there?

Is there anyone there?

Is anybody there?

Cut it out, will you? Where are you?

Stop this silly game, huh?

Just wait 'til I catch you.

I'll make you pay for this, you'll see.

So, you're hiding, huh?

I saw you over there.

Where are you hiding, huh?

Come on, that's enough, I know you're here somewhere.

Morpho, Morpho!

Come here.

Bring her here, good boy.

Yes, she was the first.

But, I admit that I soon got caught up in my own game,

and soon enough, everything became a game, even death.

I won't hide it, I am a sadist.

Their moans, their screams

brought thrills to a life which had grown singularly dull.

Many young women were to die at my hands.

But the real purpose for it was, and is, Melissa.

Nothing could stop me from getting her fresh blood.

I was determined to save her, no matter what.

I would have paid any price.

It was so marvelous to see her regain consciousness, thanks to me.

But it never lasted for more than a few hours.

That's when I wrote my thesis about working with humans.

You were still my student then,

I concealed the fact that I was working with humans.

The Academy turned me down and forbid me to continue,

they refused to approve my experiments.

That's when they withdrew my license to practice,

only temporarily, they said.

That was 20 years ago.

Of course, I wrote them many times since, but to no avail.

So I went on with my experiments.

I didn't care much then about the Academy of Medicine.

It was of no importance.

I was too absorbed by my work and by the constant search

for young prostitutes no one would miss.

It was becoming harder and harder to find them,

and I spent much time racking my brain for new schemes,

and thinking about every possible precaution necessary.

Behind the walls which guarded her from death,

Melissa was alive against all odds,

thanks to the fresh blood. And thanks to all my hard work

for which I should have received every award in the world.

Yes, but she was in a coma...

but alive, much as if she were asleep.

My Sleeping Beauty, a fairy tale I had made come true.

A fairy tale that would end the clay

I couldn't find young blood to give her,

or the day my treatment would finally

bring her back to life.

Tears sometimes ran out of the corner of her eyes,

and sometimes words I could not understand formed on her lips.

What was amazing was that she hasn't aged at all.

Embryonic cells which I mixed with the blood

had given her eternal youth.

It's me, Melissa, your father.

Can you hear me?

Close your eyes if you can.

You hear me, you can hear me.

Oh, my darling, my poor, sweet little darling.

One clay, you will live like you once did.

You will live, Melissa, I promise you.

You will live again, normally, as God intended.

You're 20, you will always be 20.

I discovered that by mixing embryo cells with plasma,

I could keep her forever young, and me, too.

As you see me, Hacker,

Melissa is 75 years old.

I've discovered the secret to eternal youth, eternal life.

Without limits, without an end.

One day I will reveal it to you in every detail,

as I've revealed to you my soul.

You probably wonder whether I'm crazy or not,

and I don't blame you.

The struggle between sin and virtue

has destroyed my mind, this is clear.

Defying death never goes unpunished.

I sacrificed my reason, as I sacrificed these young girls,

whom I both loved and hated.

And Morpho, the poor man, was a slave to me,

he blindly obeyed me, for I was all he had.

Leave me!

No, let me go!

What are you?

Take her down to the cellar and tie her up.

Poor Melissa was lapsing into unconsciousness

more and more frequently,

and my search for blood turned me into a patron

of the strange night-world of clubs and cabarets.

The police never seemed to wonder about the missing girls.

But one day I happened to choose a woman

who turned out to be a police inspector's lover.

How are you tonight?

Hey, why so proud, don't you remember me?

Should I pour you a kummel?

You know me so well.

You're not the kind a man forgets.

It's from the man with a private room in back.

He's rich, he gave me a big tip.

Looks to me like a gentleman, quite distinguished and generous.

How are ya?

I'm glad you came.

You're even more beautiful than I'd hoped.

May I suggest we go somewhere else.

I don't mind.

How about my place?

It's a bit of a ride,

but there's plenty of peace and quiet.

We will be there soon, you'll love it.

Shall we go?

Our chariot awaits.

Okay.

I was good-looking and well-dressed,

I was young, it was as simple as that.

Slow down, we're almost there.

What ever you like, sir, you got it.

Drive to the bend in the road there,

and stop right at the gate.

There you are.

My faithful Morpho had been waiting all night

in the pouring rain.

The girl was asleep,

I had used chloroform while she was dozing on my shoulder.

From that night on, I felt that the police

were taking a closer look at the night spots

where I found most of my victims.

I decided to leave the city.

In fact, soon after, I left the country.

Morpho, take her to Melissa's bedroom.

She'll sleep for hours.

That's how I landed in these desolate mountains

and in this isolated castle.

I would even live in hell if it would save my poor daughter.

And for a while this house was hell.

I sensed right away that these old stones resented my presence.

I wooed them as if they were a woman

and so began a strange, tragic, supernatural love affair.

After years and years, in the end we accepted each other.

We linked our lives as if we had been married.

But we will soon collapse, both of us.

I know the day I go, the castle will die as well.

It will be at the same time, together.

These stones stood by me faithfully, proudly,

through wind and storms, thunderbolts and floods.

And now as I'm getting ready to crumble, so is the castle,

to form my crypt and tombstone.

Careful, her life is precious.

Her blood is Melissa's lifeblood.

Don't drop her.

Watch that last step.

Come on.

Come on, hurry up!

The doctor is waiting impatiently.

Hurry up!

You like it here, or do you want to go back into your cell?

No, No!

Then stop acting so crazily.

Yes, master.

Take good care of her.

Yes, sir.

What are you thinking about?

The same as always,

I never think of anything but my daughter.

How could I possibly think about anything else?

I'm sorry there's no room for me in your thoughts.

Oh there is, you know that.

But I love Melissa more than anything else.

I know.

But I love you, too.

That poor girl, she can't move, but nevertheless, she is alive.

I carried her this far thanks to my hands,

but look at them now,

these hands, these hands that drove needles so accurately

into its living subjects.

But now they tremble,

they can't do anything at all any more.

I don't trust you any more.

What are you talking about?

I know women well.

I'm far too old to give you any pleasure.

You have a lover.

You can't be satisfied with just my caresses.

An old man like me can't possibly satisfy a women like you!

I've never had another lover, darling, never.

I don't believe you!

He's probably Adrien, the stable boy.

He's young, he's strong, built like...

And Hacker! I saw the way he was looking at you.

How could you do that to me?

He's going, he decided this morning.

He must stay.

This old house is sick, too.

It's suffering, just like me.

We'll die together, I know it.

Did you hear that?

Yes, I heard it, the house is talking to me.

The time has come, it'll be soon.

Melissa, Melissa.

Melissa...

Melissa.

Melissa.

Melissa.

Melissa... I beg you...

Melissa, please get up.

Please get up.

Morpho, I can't.

Oh, Melissa...

Maybe you can.

Melissa...

They're for you.

Smell them.

Your hand is so alive.

Morpho... I want to see my father...

I'm getting weaker...

I can hear him... far away... he is sad.

Hacker! Hacker!

He just left.

Hacker?

It's too late.

Yes, Melissa.

I feel so weak.

No, Melissa, hold on!

- What's going on? - Good-bye, Doctor.

- Where are you going? - I'm leaving and I'm never coming back.

Hey, wait a minute.

Wait for me.

You can't go away like this.

I don't want to stay in that loony bin another day.

Calm down, Alan, don't tell me you believed his stories.

If you did, you must believe in fairy tales.

Why did he tell me about all his murdering?

There's no real ill-will in him, he's just very unhappy.

Then why tell these horrible stories, I don't understand?

The poor man lost his mind long ago, but he needs you.

Look, Seward, I know nothing about psychoanalysis,

but I do know, you don't start analysis after the age of 100,

which is how old he claims to be.

On top of that, you're looking after him.

Though, I'm grateful to him for many things, I'm not his Doctor.

No, but you're doing him a world of good.

Come on, stay on a while.

You're too nice with him, Seward.

You're nice with him, too, Alan.

We're doctors, we do whatever we can to help the sick,

whether in body or in mind.

Well, maybe a few clays.

Melissa, Melissa.

Melissa.

Melissa.

Melissa.

Edmonda, it's you?

Go away, go away!

Come with me.

No, get away from me, go away!

Don't come any closer, go away-.

Go, I tell you. Go, go, go away!

Eric...

I am your wife,

we're going to be together again...

I'm bringing you peace, kiss me.

What are you doing here?

Edmonda?

Edmonda!

Edmonda!

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the beautiful woods.

He came this way.

He'll go back that way.

He runs and runs, the ferret,

the ferret of the woods, my ladies!

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the beautiful woods.

He came this way.

He'll go back that way.

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the woods, my ladies!

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the beautiful woods.

He came this way.

He'll go back that way.

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the woods, my ladies!

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the beautiful woods.

He came this way, he'll go back...

Adrien!

The ferret runs and runs,

the ferret of the woods, my ladies!

The ferret runs and runs,

- the ferret of... - Adrian!!

Go back to the stables, where you belong!

Wait a second, I won't let you steal my women.

I won't let you do this.

Get out of here, all of you!

All of you, out I said.

What are you doing here? Edmonda!

The cries were coming from in here.

Over there!

Dr. Usher!

How is he?

It looks like he's fainted.

He's been fainting more and more often.

We should carry him to his room and put him to bed, quick!

All right, Alan, let's take him up.

Is that you, Seward?

I'm very sick.

Just leave me...

It's not all that bad, you'll be all right.

You're very strong, you know.

You'll soon be up and about.

You'll feel weak for a while, so you better rest.

You'll be on your feet soon.

I'll be right back.

It's not looking too good in there.

His prognosis is not good, his vital signs are weakening.

Although he's a little crazy, his has a very strong faith.

Sometimes, faith can do miracles,

but if nothing changes,

I will give him adrenalin this evening.

What do you think?

His pulse is weak and irregular, so we must watch his heart.

- There are no coronary signs. - But his arrhythmia is important.

We should bring him to the hospital.

He, most certainly, would not agree.

Get away from me, he's seducing all my women.

Get out of here!

Edmonda, Maria, especially Melissa, keep him away!

He's capable of, of...

I'm so sick, I know I'm going to die, my God.

Get him away, go away. Go away, bastard!

We'll let him sleep. I gave him some medicine.

He'll sleep for a few hours.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

eleven, twelve, thirteen...

He's very upset, hopefully he'll be okay when he wakes up.

Let's go.

Thank you, Morpho.

Melissa.

The poor thing, she's dead.

Oh, it's you, sir.

Go ahead, the way is clear.

No, no, it would be better if I just stayed here.

Goon!

I don't know, I don't know what to do.

Does Dr. Usher know, is he mad?

He's sick, so I was able to get the key from him.

No, I think I'll just stay here, you see, I'm scared.

It was very nice of you to go through all the trouble,

but out there, I'd be too scared, you understand?

Whatever you like.

Wait!

I don't want him to be mad at me,

will you tell say...

will you tell him that it was you that set me free,

that you made me leave?

I'll tell him, get out of here.

- So, if he asks you... - Get out of here!

Who am I?

Who... am I?

Yes ma'am, what can I do for you?

Can I help you with something?

What happened to your face?

It looks like a bad cut.

Is it recent?

Who did this to you?

You don't want to tell me?

It's nothing.

Okay, just follow me.

- Come on. - Yes, ma'am.

Enter.

After you, ma'am, please.

Come here, Matthew.

Come here immediately!

I need a sip of blood.

Yes, I need your blood to help your master, come here now.

No, ma'am, I don't want to.

I want your blood!

I've come for you, darling husband.

I've come for you.

I've found you so that you can follow me to hell.

Yes, you're going to die.

But...

before you die, I am going to make love to you.

My last gift to you.

No!

You want to know what I'm thinking?

One of these days I'll get away from here.

Away from these walls, these mountains, and I'll go far away.

The whole world is mine.

Adrien, I'm afraid both of us are stuck here.

We're both stuck in this castle.

You're wrong, Maria,

I'm leaving and you're coming with me.

I wish I could, but I can't.

There's a curse against us that will stop us from leaving.

It'll even keep us from loving each other.

Stop it, Adrien. That's enough.

I don't want to!

Careful!

Stop it, I said!

All right, let me go.

Adrien, let me go!

I can't, I won't, I don't want to!

Listen to me, do what I tell you!

Let me go right now!

You hear me, stop!

Come on!

God damn bastard, stupid little brat.

Come on, come on, you shouldn't get up.

Let go of me, you idiot.

Since when do you give the orders around here?

You shouldn't get up, sir.

Who says? Are you a doctor?

Will you leave me alone?

Go to hell, you bastard.

Get out.

Who said you could leave your cell, huh?

You go back into your cell.

You don't do anything around here!

You let Adrien go on chasing all my women.

He doesn't mean any harm.

As for my being here, your friend Dr. Hacker

said I could leave the cell. In fact, he ordered me to.

Go away, I've had enough of you.

Get out. Go to hell, both of you!

Get out of here, go away.

Yes, sir.

There you go, out!

Sleep well, sir.

What do you want? What are you doing here?

Nothing special. I was just watching you sleep.

I'd say something was bothering you.

What if Dr. Usher should walk in?

I wouldn't worry about that.

He's too busy praying to whatever god he prays to.

Or is it the devil?

But if you want me to go away, just say the word and I will.

I certainly don't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

That's not the problem.

Okay, then.

I'm not afraid of Usher, I'm afraid of you.

You won't leave me be, and I'm a gentleman, but...

I want to make love to you.

I like you Alan.

If you want us to make love we'd better hurry.

Pretty soon now, the old man is going to die,

and... the house will be full of priests.

That's why we'd better hurry.

But... I thought you cared for Usher.

I don't care about Usher's life nor about mine.

Get that, I found out here that the dead

sit down with the living and eat at the same table.

They make love together in the same bed, so can we.

Maria, Maria, I hope she didn't go too far.

Who is out there?

I know someone is there.

Who is there?

Maria, Maria, answer me.

God damn you all, I know you're out there.

You're waiting for me over the in the shadows,

but you won't get me,

because I'm stronger than you are.

You're afraid of me, aren't you?

And you're right, I have power over you.

Come on, show yourselves, come on.

Maria, Edmonda, Giselle,

Sophie.

You're all here, I'm glad you're all here.

Come on, closer, come here.

What are you doing?

Stop it.

You're all crazy!

What does this all mean?

- You're going to hell. - That's enough, stop!

- You're going to hell. - Stop!

You're going to hell.

- This is so silly! - You're going to hell.

- I know that's what you want! - You're going to hell.

- You want me dead! - You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

You're going to hell.

Dr. Usher?

What are you, totally crazy?

The castle is falling down!

Come on!

Come on! We have to get out of here!

No, no! I'm staying here with him!

At dawn, I left the ruins of the castle behind me.

I'll never know whether the tale Dr. Usher told me is true,

or whether his sick mind made it all up.

In fact, I was never able to understand the hallucinations

I had myself in that castle.

The truth lies with Doctor Usher

and will remain forever hidden under the stones of the castle.

It's better that way, perhaps.

Some things are better left as mysteries.