All language subtitles for She.Beast.1966_track4_eng

As Chief Exorciser in the
District of Vaubrac,

I, Count Gustav Von HeIsing,
have oft been beIeaguered by the
ignorance of the peasantry

towards the worId of darkness.

But on JuIy the 18th, 1765, there
occurred here an event of such infamy

that I deem it necessary to record it
herein for future generations to peruse.

Sweet, innocent heart

from whom fair sleep was stolen,

sleep now in the arbors of the angels.

My brother. My brother.

She took my brother.

No, it has been enough.

Yea, enough.

- Do you know where she is, child?
- Yes.

Will you tell me? Tell me, please.

Yes, child, tell us.

lf l tell you will you kill her?

Yes, l'll kill her.

Where is she?

She's in the cave above the lake.

Go now and find her! Destroy the witch!

Destroy Vardella!

Wait! We must wait for the Count.

We wait for nothing more.

The Count will just consult his books
and tell us that it's not yet time.

-And while he reads another child will die.
- We must wait.

He said that Vardella must be exorcized.

lf we kill her we'll have her
forever in our midst.

Come forth, Vardella,
foul creature of darkness,

sister of Satan.

Come forth and meet thy avenging god.

Carry away this abomination to the lake.

To the chair.

Bind her to the chair.

Thou who will die, come to the Lord.

Hold.

On this day be ye with your
descendants cursed until eternity.

Think not that ye are rid of me
for l, Vardella, will return.

Vardella will return.

The spike.

Drive home the spike.

Now, let her die.

Where the hell are we?

The Sofia-Bucharest autobahn, it appears.

Well, wake me when the traffic thins out.

Oh, Philip, that's not fair.

Well, let's have a look.

Uh-huh.

Yes, you're right.

lt is the Sofia-Bucharest autobahn.

Opening scheduled in 18 months.

That'll teach you to underestimate your wife.

Oh, l'd never do that, darling.

Yes.

Oh, there's another place
about five miles further on.

Are there any hotels there?

l don't know. There aren't any listed.

Well, let's have a look and scout around.

l don't think that'll be necessary.

A lawman cometh.

Excuse me.

Do you speak English?

No, l speak English.

Splendid.
l was wondering if you could help us.

l believe we're near a place called Vaubrac.

Vaubrac, yes.

- Could you tell us of an inn there?
Or a hotel?
- Many first-class hotels in Vaubrac.

All welcome Americans.

-We're English.
- Oh.

- Now, about this hotel.
- No real prejudice in Vaubrac.

- lt's a city of the people,
by the people and forthe people.
- Fine, fine.

Now, if you could just tell us
the names of a couple of hotels.

Hotel Maskva is the best hotel.

lt's got an inside-outside bathroom.

Oh, really? But are there any other hotels?

Hotel Maskva is the only hotel.

But you said just now
there were a lot of hotels.

-All the other hotels are closed
except for invited guests.
- Eh?

That's right.

This year is the annual waiter's
training people's committee program.

Hotel Maskva is the only hotel open.

You go to Hotel Maskva.

Good hotel. You go there.
Goodnight.

Goodnight?

This place is beginning to make me feel
like a fugitive from the lost weekend.

Me too.
l already see red stars before my eyes.

-Anyway, let's get on now to what's-its-name.
- Oh, yes.

What a strange place.

lt's all so full of weirdoes and werewolves.

Terrible line, darling.

Great alliteration, but terrible line.

Well, what do you think?

More or less the same as you.

lt'll be another 40 miles to the next town.

lt'll be getting dark pretty soon.

Uh-oh, here comes the big boss.

Completes the picture, wouldn't you say?

Hello to you.

Welcome, welcome.

You'rejust in time for tea.

Did he say tea?

Yes.

Tea and bread.

You be stay the night?

l'm afraid we be.

You stay the night.

l say, you do speak good English.

No English.

Just room, food and tea.

You stay the night but you must be
married for to spend the night.

lf you not be married you go away.
You cannot stay.

Well, he's kind to strangers anyway.

- Yes.
- l take it you're the manager.

l be the owner.

ln the name of the state l be the owner.

Now l take the baggages up to the room,

and you find a nice table over there
for when l bring the tea.

Sounds like the best arrangement.

Coming, darling?

Only forthe night.

Mm-hmm.

Do you know the Draculas, by any chance?

Huh?

Oh, nothing.
Just another old family around these parts.

Sounds familiar.

No, l don't - l have to take the baggages in.

My, l don't take to this place.

What, you mean the innkeeper?

Him too, but what about that one overthere?

- Pretend you don't notice.
- Oh, l can't. lt's too late.

He has a look in his eye
that he wants to talk to somebody.

The baggages are in the room safe.

This is really good English tea.

Enjoy yourself.

Well.

Tea bags are bad enough.

They sure are.

What did l tell you?

Excuse me,
but l believe you've dropped your garlic.

My what?

Garlic, did you say?

lndeed, yes.

- May l sit down?
- Naturally.

We've been expecting you.

l'd like to explain the reason
for the garlic cloves.

You seem puzzled by them.

Excuse me, what are you exactly,
a guide or something?

Certainly not.

l am an aristocrat.

-A count.
- l always had the idea that was
hardly classed as a profession in your -

under your country's present regime.

The Von Helsing family has never
dabbled in trade.

Von Helsing, did you say?

Where have l heard that name?

Do you know the Draculas?

Know the Draculas?

My family exorcised them,
drove them from this earth,

staked their evil tyranny in their very hearts.

Von Helsing,
that's where l know the name from.

Of course.

Count von Helsing, if you please.

But surely there are no wicked fairies
for you to exorcise nowadays.

l mean, what do you do for a living?

Oh, l manage. l manage.

By the way,
the heat is much here in Transylvania.

- You would perhaps
- Oh, yes, of course.

Where is that comrade that runs this place?

Groper! Groper!
A bottle of slivovitz for my friends!

As we were saying, there are no
vampires left in Transylvania.

My family saw to that.

But you must remember that Transylvania
was once the seat of a great,
satanic religion for many thousands of years,

so one cannot be too careful, even now.

You mean you stay around
so that there won't be any new outbreak
of sorcery, is that it?

Here you are, your ex-lordship.

Yes, yes, exactly.

The natives wear these things,
these garlic cloves, to protect them.

Ridiculous, of course.

Still, one cannot possibly be too careful,

even now.

lt takes more than that to discourage the
depredations of a strong-willed witch.

Don't tell me you don't
still believe in witches.

Well, now, one can never be absolutely sure.

After all, the hand of Satan reached
down through many, many centuries.

Why should he find its end at the
height of this one?

Oh, that's a theory anyway.

Let me tell you a story.

Oh, don't be alarmed. l'll make it brief.

Oh, do, do. Tell on.

About 200 years ago, here in Vaubrac,
there was a wicked witch called Vardella.

Really, an evil example as witches go.

And the stupid peasantry who lived here
tried to exorcise her themselves.

- Ha, the fools.
-Without going through the
proper channels, you mean?

Without waiting for my great,
great grandfather, the 12th count.

So naturally
they fumbled the whole procedure,

allowing Vardella to put a curse on
the entire village,

its inhabitants and their descendants.

lf they'd only had the patience to wait
upon the wisdom of the 12th count

there would exist no danger, no danger at all.

And do you mean you sit here waiting for
the effects of her curse to take place?

Philip, l'm feeling terribly tired.

Oh, l'm sorry.
l was getting rather engrossed in this.

You will excuse us, count.
We've had a very long and tiring day.

Oh, but you must hear the end of the story,

if there is to be an end.

l'd like you to see the library.

The library?

Yes. The only collection of demonic law
left in the whole of Transylvania

since the government outlawed
black magic, of course.

l'm terribly sorry, count, but we're
really most awfully tired.

Well, perhaps you'd allow me to
bring you around a few samples

tomorrow morning, say around about ten?

- Yes, but noon would be better, thank you.
- Very well, noon it is.

Fine. Well, we'll see you then.

Put that down.

lt's paid for.

lt's on their bill.

What's the matter with you? Bath
taps running blood or something?

l almost wish they were.

All l got was a two-minute shower
and an avalanche of rust.

Long live social democracy.

lt was your idea to have a honeymoon here.

Well, the scenery is very beautiful.

lncluding Ladislav Groper, l suppose?

lncluding what?

Mein host.

His name's on the board outside.

He runs the place.

God help him then.

He can't do much in the way of business.

Oh, l don't know.

Transylvania has some pretty weird legends.

A lot of people turn up here out of curiosity.

And that gives old Von Helsing a
basis for a solid living, l suppose.

Right.

Ah, we have a visitor.

Here is passport.

ls in order.

Have you ever tried knocking, Groper?

No need to knock in People's Republic.

No citizen has got secrets
from brother citizens.

No citizen has any privacy either, it appears.

Privacy breeds conspiracy.

- Have a good night's sleep.
- Thank you very much.

l was wondering if you had another room?

You don't like this one?

- No.
- But Herr Obre slept here on his last visit.

Thanks fortelling us.
That makes us feel much better.

Darling, this is the bridal suite.

Well, maybe it needs a little redecoration,
but it's clean.

l have a petition into the
government for new wallpaper,

- a new roof and -
- l don't suppose a new
roof will turn up tonight by any chance?

Maybe tonight; maybe two years.

They have better things to do
than to worry about tourists.

Heaven help the witches on a night like this.

Why did you tell Von Helsing
we would be here all morning
when you know we're leaving at dawn?

l just didn't want some old nut
messing around on our honeymoon.

Oh, it is that, is it?

You want me to prove it?

l want you to prove it.

That thing looks as though
it may collapse at any minute.

Let's risk it.

The window.

-At the window.
-What?

Get dressed. We're leaving.

Oh, poor lamb.

Did you do much to his face?

Not enough.

- Philip?
- Yes.

l don't really feel like getting
dressed and leaving at this hour now.

What would you prefer,
going back to bed and
putting on another show for management?

Oh, he wouldn't dare.
You might assault him again.

Besides, l've taken other precautions.

What precautions?

Have a look.

- Take that stinking thing off.
- Oh no. The goblins might get me.

With that thing around your neck
onlythe goblins would want you.

Do you want me?

Darling.

Now what?

There's nothing missing here.

l know,
he must have taken the distributor cap.

Well, we'll soon get that back.

All right, where is it?

Ah, here it is.

Thanks a lot.

Oh, capitalist dog!

...lmperialist swine!

Wall Street warmongers.

What on earth are you doing in
the middle of the road, Groper?

- Oh.
- Have the English couple
come out yet, hmm?

Well, so much for vile Vaubrac
and its lunatics.

Oh, l don't know.

l thought it was rather quaint.

So was the plague.

Oh Philip, turn back.
l've forgotten something.

What?

My garlic.

Now something's wrong
with the blasted steering.

Don't tell me another flat.

- Philip.
- lt's out of control.

You just not -

l can't stop.

My wife.

Drink. l need a drink.

On the table through there.

Today is the day that l remind you
you owe me a couple of favors.

You have to help me to think.

lmpossible. l can't even think for myself.

l havejust seen something terrible.

Your wife?

No, but just now a foreign car
went right into the lake.

AVolkswagen?

- No.
- lt was an accident.

l mean,
an Englishman with his beautiful wife.

Beautiful? Even mine is better.

lt must have been some accident.

Nojokes. The police will blame me as usual.

-Are they dead?
- Only the woman
and the other one is very weak.

Too bad. So pretty.

Groper, l never understood your taste.

l didn't marry your wife.

Forget my wife.
They're outside in the truck.

lf we fix up the man, maybe he'll say
the accident wasn't my fault?

Why should l help him?

He cut up my face with a window.

Because you have to help me.

All right.

l want to see him again anyway.

Let's take them inside.
The police may come along.

You're going to get me in trouble.

Why would l do that?

Can l help it if the police have been looking
for a dirty old man who spies on old ladies?

Even unconscious he looks arrogant.

Don't. He might wake up.

You take care of the lady.

Some lady.

Keep them there until l get witnesses
to say l was skiing in the Carpathians.

But what if they find them here?

Say l've gone forthe police.

And don't touch him at least until l'm safe.

By the way, why did he beat you up?

Were you peeking in his bedroom
window orsomething?

Eh, Groper?

Because he caught his wife
making eyes at me.

Watch it. Remember, neither of us can afford
to upset the commissar.

He has an ulcer, which is a lot less painful
than what we'll get if we muff this.

We?

We.

Where am l?

Veronica?

What have you done with Veronica?

l said what have you done with my wife?

- Over there.
- Look.

l - l don't know.

She was with me in the car. Where is she?

l don't know. l swear it. lt's true.

That - he brought that up, the truck driver.

What do you mean?

My wife was with me in the car.
She was right there beside me.

Now what have you done with my wife?

- What have you done with Veronica?
- Nothing. l swear it is true. l don't know.

What the devil is happening?
l've never heard so much...

Von Helsing, you've got to help us.

- We had an accident,
and Veronica was thrown -
- ls she alive? Did you find her in the car?

- You?
- No. The truck driver brought them in.

lt happened in the old road by the lake.

Their car went in. Oh, she is dead all right.

The lake of Vardella. And this was in the car?

Yes. Do you know her?

What about Veronica?

Yes, indeed. l'm afraid l do know her.

Your wife was in the car with you
when the crash took place?

Yeah, right there beside me.

You haven't sent for the police yet?

No, no, no.
The truck driver went to get them.

He told me it was a better idea
than me using the phone.

He could explain the details, he said.

Ah, that's the last we'll see of him.

He could be arrested
for being in an accident.

He's an honest man, Fritz.

He's a friend of mine.

That is no criterion of his integrity.

But as l say, it's a good thing that the
police know nothing at all at this stage.

What do you mean the police don't know?

She may still be in the car.
She could be alive somewhere.

- But what's this...?
- Quiet. Be still.

Everything possible will be done
to find your wife.

Do as l instruct you
and we may yet save her.

- Save her?
- Go to the room you had last night.

l will join you there in a minute.

-What the hell do you mean by -
- lt is vital you do as l say if you
are ever to see your wife again.

Under no circumstances
are you to tell anyone of this.

- No, no.
- Under no circumstances.

And you're not to touch that woman there.

- But l...
- l have sufficient evidence concerning
the way you run this rest house

not only to deprive you of your license
but to bring about your immediate arrest.

Nothing wrong goes on here.

l run a clean house.

l do.

No couple comes here that are not married,

not ever they do.

Piffle.

Von Helsing, tell me what you know
about Veronica and where is she?

Tell me as much as you remember
about the crash.

Where exactly did it happen?

On the road below the village
on the other side.

l remember a truck was coming towards us.

Then the wheel started pulling me
to the left and -

Toward the lake?

Yes. Yes.

l couldn't control it.

We went straight off the road.

Then l hit the brakes but we only went faster.

Then we went straight into the lake,
and l must have hit my head
against the dashboard.

What is the last thing you remember?

Somehow l got out of the car.

There was a man standing there.

Anything else? Anything unusual?

l think there was - now l remember.

There was a sort of wooden thing
beside it,

like an enormous seesaw,

but l only saw it forfraction of a second.

Uh-huh.

Now, it may be difficult,
but you've got to trust me completely.

Don't ask me any questions now.

You understand that?

Come with me.

To the police?

No, not to the police.

ln the country?

Why are we driving in the country?

The lake is below.

ls there someone there who can help us?

Yes, many people. Generations.

But where are we now?

My home, since the government
dispossessed me of my castle.

Please, trust me.

Just a moment and we'll have some light.

Ah, there we are.

Please make yourself comfortable.

These are very old and quite rare.

l'm sure they'd be worth a great deal
if l were of mercenary disposition.

Put it on.

Not quite foolproof, of course, but enough
to put the old girl off for a moment, hmm.

And that moment may mean just the
difference between success and failure.

The Death of VardeIIa the Witch:
Her Imprecation to Her Tormenters.

- Take me back.
- Patience. Patience.

l said take me back.

Now really, my dear young man,
you must pull yourself together.

l know precisely
what you're going through,

- but if we're to have any chance at all -
- You're mad.

Take me back. l'm warning you.

Please be patient.

l haven't time for your nonsense,

not one minute, not one second.

- Precisely.
- Now.

You make strike me if you wish.

l'm in the process of saving your lovely wife,

whom l cherish as l would a daughter.

And beyond that,
my responsibility encompasses
every human being in Vaubrac.

Their peril is every bit as great as hers.

Now, settle yourself and listen to this.

In an ecstasy of vengefuI zeaI,

the goodIy foIk did impeI the
creature to the Lake of Mists.

And at the hour of six did pIace
her upon the seat of chastisement.

And they heeded not her imprecations
nor her fouI prophetic utterance,

''I wiII be back.''

So her tormentors rest in terror.

In such cases it has been the
experience of the author

that the powers of eviI shaII make
manifestation of themseIves,

- using for a fusing agent the person
and spirit of an innocent.
- The keys.

- The hour of reincarnation is thus
prefaced by the appearance...
- Give me the keys.

...of the emissary in Satan in form
as one dead.

The undoubted and terribIe savagery of
the finaI waking hour can be avoided by
a soIe expedient,

forestaIIment of resurrection
hard-foIIowed upon by exorcism
such as we nextIy wiII exempIify.

WithhoId. WithhoId.

Then, when the dreadfuI hour has
cIosed upon its circIe of circIing time,
hoId back no more but strike.

Philip?

Philip!

Philip.

Philip.

Philip.

Philip.

Philip.

Return. Return thou creature
from the very depths of evil.

Return to hideous mortality.

Return thou creature from
the very depths of evil.

Return to hideous mortality.

Vardella, l give you once more your freedom.

l give you life.

Oh, Comrade Groper.
l'm sorry to disturb you at this hour.

lt's a very welcome disturbance indeed.

l was passing the inn on my way home
when l heard something.

Which proves you are not deaf.

Please don't make fun of me.

lt was horrible, like a laugh only horrible.

l was scared.

So you thought you'd look up your Uncle
Ladislav for a little comfort, eh?

l was scared.

l'm sorry. l'll go.

Oh no. No. Stay. Stay right here.

Come in. Sit down. l'll get you a drink.

- Now -
- Oh no.

Stop. Stop.

No!

No!

Hey, you, come back here.

Telephone. Police.

Ooh.

Oh my god.

l killed him.

l killed him dead.

What are we doing here?

You could have been run over by a bus.

-That's ridiculous.
- Of course.

Damn fool, he hit me with a bottle.

Why?

l asked to use a telephone.

Philip, she's escaped.

- What are you talking about?
- Vardella. Quickly.

There isn't any time to lose.

We must get to the car.

Wait a minute, are we going to the police?

What?

Yes, of course. Of course.

Vardella has returned.

Unfortunately, she has chosen
your wife's spirit to possess.

l see.

Today is the 200th anniversary of her death.

She swore vengeance
on this village before she died.

The descendants of all who were party to
it are already marked as her victims.

Can't the police put a stop to it?

No.

The only way the police would stop
her would be by shooting her down.

And the only way we can reunite you
with your wife is to keep Vardella alive

until we're able to achieve complete exorcism.

l know you don't believe me,
but l only fear we may soon be seeing proof
of everything l've told you.

Oh, of course l believe you.

Stop the car.

Now, tell me again.

Everything.

(crosstalk)

Good evening.

You're betting tonight?

Put your money down.

Right.

lt's the usual.

Well, l don't - (crosstalk)

Gentlemen, have you all placed your bets?

Right. Let's start the fight.

Here we go.

Here it comes.

Now.

(inaudible shouting)

The priest was the first of how many of
the old descendants?

Twenty-eight adults.
l haven't checked the children for over two
years, but there are many, many.

Well, l'll take the streets on this
side of the square.

Good. lf you see her, call me. Hurry.

(crosstalk - shouting and screaming)

Around. Around.

Let's get it around.

What are we going to do about that kid?

Won't he tell his parents what happened?

l don't think so.

He'll be too frightened.
They'll find out where he's been at
this time of night.

l suppose so.

What are we going to do about that?

The shot l gave her ought to keep
her under for a while.

Aquadruple dose.

And when she wakes up, then what?

Don't worry about that.

l know just the place for her.

You're positive this won't kill her?

No, she's used to the cold.

Where is that crass idiot?

Dead, l suppose.

You suppose?

Yes. He was one of those
marked for her vengeance.

Yesterday l would have laughed
outright at that statement.

But now-

l know. Well, let's go to my cave and pick
up the chains and otherthings we'll
need in the morning.

But isn't today the anniversary?

Yes, at 6:00 this evening.

We have just got time to do the final
preparations if all goes smoothly.

l see.

Well, at least the old crone can't
get to the others now.

Assuming she hasn't already.

What, another one?

The night patrol found it in the chapel.
lt's the innkeeper.

ls he able to talk?

No, he's already dead.

Then he's obstructing justice.

Well, and what's troubling you?

For running over a chicken
you won't get more than two years.

- The hag.
-What hag?

What do you know?

Calm yourself, Philip.
There's nothing we can do at this moment.

Nothing we can do?

My wife is where?
ln some kind of non-world?

Where is she?

lt's best we don't go into that.

Now, look here.

These are the chains with which
Vardella was bound.

- This is the formed cross.
- Oh, shut up.

l can't stand it anymore.
l can't stand waiting in this place.

Don't you understand?

Yes, of course l do.

Very well, we'll take these back to
the inn and sit watch by Vardella

until hertime is near.

You make it sound as though
she's about to give birth.

lndeed she is... to Veronica.

Fools.

Break down the thing.

Get in there.

Well, where is she?

On that table. l put her there myself.

The door was locked. Search everywhere.

l suppose you have a satisfactory
explanation for your involvement in this?

l found her -
Groper found her body in the lake.

l helped to carry them - it here.

-Why?
- Because he asked me to.

Why didn't you go to the police then?

Groper said that he would report it.

Did this woman talk?

But she was dead.

Then if she was dead how is it that
she attacked dear Groper, hmm?

l don't know.

Do you think she's the witch of the lake?

That is a superstitious and
subversive remark, my friend.

- l shall make a note of it.
- Here.

Revolting and dead.

Take her to the car.

Why did you kill her?

But l - l didn't kill her.

Out of the way.

Outside, you.

Get that filthy thing autopsied
and bury it as quickly as possible.

And as for you, my man, it's
handcuffs for you from now on.

What do you think they wanted?

l don't know yet.

Gone.

They've taken her. They'll kill her.

But won't they assume she's already dead?

She's a found body.

They'll perform an autopsy
and that will kill her.

- They'll ruin my work.
- Damn your work.

- Now where will they take her?
- To the clinic at the station

- Lets go then.
- You're mad. They'll throw us in jail.

They'll put us in prison for 50 years.

- l'm a British subject, for God's sake.
- Oh.

Put the dead woman in with
the other bodies in the cell block.

Yes, comrade lieutenant.

lnside, you.

She smells like the bottom of the swamp.

Go get a stretcher.

Just a moment, sir, but l believe
you have my mother there.

lmpossible.

Just let me see, please.
Yes, that's her. Poor dear.

lnto the wagon.

Somebody's stolen our car.

Up. Up, you dogs.

lnto there. After them.

Get in! Get in!

They're after us in my car.

lf we get out of this one l'll buy you a Jag.

No use. l'm finished here.

Well, haven't you got a passport?

Only valid for countries like
Czechoslovakia and Bulgaria.

Well, we have Czech tourist visas.
You can come with us. Now hang on.

Are they still with us?

Yes, l'm afraid so.

Look at this.

Well, fire at them!

Which of you fools left a gun in that wagon?

You did, comrade lieutenant.

What do we do now?

Keep driving, you fools. Keep driving.

- Faster, faster.
- Faster? You're joking, of course.

Hang a left.

Faster.

Faster!

l think we've lost them.

ldiots.

Hurry up. Get it started.
Come on, quickly. Get it started.

Do it again, you fool.

Cretins!

lmbeciles.

Come on.

What are you waiting for?

Get in.

- ldiots!
-After you, lieutenant. After you.

Too late. Get back to headquarters.

Get out and push.

Push. Push.

Wait. Hold it. Stop.

Hold it. Wait. Wait.

What's the matter?
Get firing at the tires.

No, no. l just remembered.

We've left all the instruments
of exorcism in my car.

- We're lost without them.
-What?

We must get them back.

You must stop.

Well, how can l? They'll catch us.

Not if you do as l say.

Pull up overthere.

Don't. lt may be a trap.

Philip, you take the gun.

l'm not up to this sort of thing.

l'm not exactly keen on killing
in cold blood myself.

But if it's to get Veronica back.

Now, be very careful, men.

No more heroics.

We have no time to lose.

Quickly, we must get her to the lake.

But can we still make it?

Yes, l think so. What time is it?

- Five forty-eight.
- Hurry then.

Now you fix up the chair,
and l'll deal with her.

Now hurry.

Quickly. Quickly.

Wait, we'll have to make
one small change in the ritual.

Well make it.

lf we use the spike
you'll never see your wife alive again.

lt's almost time. Make it, for god's sake.

Twelve seconds.

Vardella! Awake!

What's happened?
Where is she? Where's Veronica?

She should -
she must have come out of the chair.

You blithering fool.

Look! The lake!

Good heavens, l'm soaking wet.

You know, l can't believe that
we're finally in Czechoslovakia.

Well, there might be a bit of trouble
getting you overthe next border.

Oh, l'm sure you'll think of something.

Yes, l suppose so.

Well, where would you like us
to drop you off?

Uh, in England, if you wouldn't mind.

There's not much in the way
of exorcism there, l'm afraid.

No, l suppose not.

l do feel rather guilty about leaving Vaubrac.

You see, there's no knowing what sort of
devilry that may turn up that l ought to
be on hand to contend with.

Now, you forget Vaubrac.

ln fact, l'm going to work
very hard to do just that.

Oh, darling, didn't you like it?

Vaubrac is the most unspeakable,
inhospitable, uncomfortable place
on God's earth.

Quite right, but l'll be back.

What did you say, darling?

l said, l'll be back.