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This is the end of her.

From now on she'll have
to stay in the crypt.

Help her to sit down.

And you yourself have
only a few weeks left.

Count, we must leave
Romania and travel far away.

Maybe to England.

Maybe to France.

But I think to Italy.

Why Italy?

There are many reasons.

The Italian people will be
impressed by your title.

And you can find virgins.

Virgins?

Yes, because of the Italian church.

They need virgins for their marriages.

But how can I go to Italy?

I hardly can move around my own rooms.

You can.

You have a car, and I
bought you a wheelchair.

So it's very easy for you
to travel around, Count.

But I cannot leave my
family down in the crypt.

Count, you must, you must
have the blood of a virgin,

or you will be dead in a few weeks.

You and your sister are too
well known here in Romania.

Perhaps you're right.

Of course I am.

I suppose we have to pack,

but I don't know where to start.

I've been expecting this for some time,

and I've been making plans.

The only thing left to do

is to pack your personal belongings.

I just wish to take some books,

my dried flowers, a few birds,

No flowers, no birds!

They'll fall apart in the car.

They are not meant to leave the house.

Neither am I.

I'll take care of you.

Not the birds.

Does the heater work in the car?

Yes.

If you really were clever, Anton,

you would bring me a virgin from Italy

and I would not have to go.

You know that is impossible.

No good family will give
their daughter to me.

I can find a girl for you on the streets,

but certainly, she would not be a virgin.

I suppose you're right.

I should show up in person.

My bed, doesn't fit into the car.

- It will ride on the top.
- That looks suspicious!

We will tell people it's the body

of a relative we are returning
to his ancestral home.

And my clothes!

They're well enough to
walk around the house,

but wouldn't they look peculiar to people?

I have checked into it.

Maybe they're a little bit out
of fashion, but it suits you.

And besides, people will be
impressed, being Romanian.

And you, my sister, what will you do?

It's better you have the virgin.

Then I must go to
Italy, but I am the first one

in our family who leaves.

Take me to the vaults, please.

So sad, all my relations
lying here so peacefully.

And I have to go to Italy
on a terrible journey.

When they were active they
didn't have to leave the castle.

There were so many virgins around.

The roads were full with them.

And for my sister and I, I can't
manage even to find one.

I go with your blessing.

Our family will continue.

Oh, Esmeralda, these gardens
used to be so beautiful,

long ago.

You see where the girls
are working over there?

The gardeners used to
plant different things

in those beds every season.

I used to have daffodils and iris.

And then in summer I had
a garden planted just

for scent alone.

I'm sure it will be beautiful again.

Some day.

It's another hot day today.

At least we should be more comfortable.

Saphiria!

How can you be so vulgar?

And besides, mama will see you.

Shut up, you little baby.

We are workers and peasants.

And we might as well
start acting the part.

My, aren't we developing?

Stop, stop!

Stop!

Rubinia!

Saphiria!

Stop that at once!

Put your clothes back on.

Troublemaker.

Behave yourselves.

Your mother's watching you.

I don't care.

Am I going to see you two later?

Don't count on it.

Cover yourself up.

May I help you?

We want a room for tonight.

Well, you must speak with the owner.

Two gentlemen for you, madam.

I'd like a room for myself
and Count Dracula, for tonight.

Well, I have a room,
but it's not ready yet.

We can wait.

Dracula.

What kind of name is that?

A Romanian name, and a noble one.

Romanians.

We've never had any of those here before.

We've made along journey

to find a wife for the Count.

A wife?

He doesn't look up to it!

He does look too thin.

Does he want something to eat?

What do you have.

Salami, veal.

Cold meats.

No, no, thank you.

Just hot water for tea, later in the room.

He looks very sick to me.

I hope nothing is going
to happen to him here.

They have a room but it's not ready yet.

But they don't have the food I eat.

They only have chicken,
vegetables I've never seen before.

I'm sure they have no virgin meat.

We'll prepare you a
salad later, in your room.

I'll speak to them, to
find out who is around here.

May I?

Please.

Don't you know anybody in town?

Frankly, no.

You see, he made the decision
to come here in some haste.

A death in the family
made the trip necessary.

We've been to a number of country places.

We've been avoiding the cities because

of the corruption there.

But is it an Italian wife he wants?

His first wife was Romanian.

He loved her very much, and
when she died he wouldn't look

at another girl for years.

But he has to marry again.

So he wants to find another type of woman,

who won't remind him of his first love.

Well, my God, but there's
so many beautiful girls

around over here.

I don't deny it, but you see, the beauty

of the Romanian girls is
matched by their purity.

And the Count's family tradition requires

that he marries a virgin.

That's why we came to Italy.

Because we know that Italian
people are very religious

and keep their daughters virgins.

Oh well, but, we know so
many nice families around.

Why don't we introduce
him to the di Fiore family,

for example?

The girls are so beautiful.

Not the oldest one.

She never got married.

She's a real tramp.

But my God, how can you ever say so?

She was all prepared to go to the convent.

And she had all her dresses ready

to join the Ursuline order.

Are they religious?

Oh, I'm sure they are religious.

They have a very nice house.

I see your rooms are ready.

Can you imagine, if one of these girls

ever married a Count from Romania?

This room is terrible.

And it is full of light!

We must get the coffin tonight.

No, not yet.

We are not long here.

Wait one more day.

Things look promising.

Oh, you think so?

I have no coffin to sleep in.

The kitchen is full of impure meat.

We've been traveling for days.

No progress.

If they do have the virgins
around here we need,

they're certainly not for us!

You think these families around here

would leave their daughters
out of their sight

for one second?

It is an impossible situation.

But Count, you heard them talking

about this di Fiore family

that has four daughters.

It is unbelievably good luck
to get this information.

What good would it do for us?

The people in this country are
so suspicious of foreigners.

They wouldn't even talk
to us for one moment.

Why did you take me on
this hopeless journey?

Let me go home and die in peace.

What good is it to have tea

if I can't find the right
vegetable to go with it?

I guess I have to eat the rest

of the Romanian lettuce with lemon.

The oil, they put so much
oil here on everything!

But there must be some cheese.

You ate it last night.

Grapes?

They are gone too.

I know it's difficult for
you, but don't be discouraged.

I'll go immediately to this di
Fiore estate and pave the way

for your arrival.

With four unmarried daughters to support

they will be very happy to
hear of an interested suitor.

They'll be impressed by your title.

Stay here and rest.

Have faith.

I'll return with a better
invitation to better quarters.

Yes, yes, Anton.

Go ahead, but quickly.

Don't forget to mention
about my special diet.

I'll take care of all details, Count.

You must let me out tonight!

You must.

No.

No.

Not tonight.

Wait, wait.

- Good morning, Richard.
- Good morning.

You know that man Gilles,
who runs the hotel in town?

I just had a very strange
telephone call from him.

He ran into the secretary

of some Middle European
Count who's staying there.

We don't know what country he's from.

They're going all over the
Italian countryside looking

for a wife for this Count.

So Gilles mentioned us to
him because of the girls.

Esmeralda, I don't think we'll
ever get her married off.

And Saphiria, Saphiria's the right age.

She should get married.

Don't you think?

My dear, we are not in the Middle Ages.

We can't force them.

We must be civilized in these matters.

When the right moment comes,
everything will work out.

"Everything will work
out", that's so like you!

You always say "Everything will work out."

The girls know they
don't have to do anything

they don't want to do.

I do everything.

I do the cleaning, I do the cooking.

I have no servants left.

Except for that handy man.

We must do something to bring
new money into the family.

And save our home!

It breaks my heart to
see the walls peeling.

Dust everywhere.

The furniture so shabby.

This Count may be the most important thing

that's happened to us in years.

We must make the girls understand
how important a marriage

like this can be to us.

Why should we do that?

Flowers that are too
cultivated lose some

of their perfume.

They wither more quickly.

In this house one can say
the most sincerely gentle,

the most poetic things,

and nobody takes any notice.

Ha.

Abroad I'd be far
more appreciated.

I think I'll go very soon.

This is the di Fiore house?

I'd like to speak to the
Marchese, or the Marchesa.

Dear, this is Anton Guinig.

This is my husband, the Marchese di Fiore.

I'm very honored to meet you, sir.

I can only be blunt.

Since the Count is
pressed by family matters

and has only a short time
left in this country.

The family is very rich.

They own thousands of
acres, employ many workers,

have four castles and,

but let's come to the point.

The Count is looking for a wife.

An Italian wife.

And he wishes to know if your daughters

are virgins and available for marriage.

Because he heard that your daughters

are very, very beautiful.

Yes, they are very beautiful,
but they are still children.

My Grandmother had cousins
that married too young,

and all of the children
had bad complexions.

I don't know what to say.

We're flattered and honored
to be paid such a compliment.

Our daughters are of
marriageable age, it's true.

They'd be happy to meet the Count.

Where is he staying?

He's at the inn in town.

His name is Dracula.

Dracula, did you say?

Dracula.

The sound is so intriguing.

Three syllables, Drac-u-la.

I think I like that name.

Well, it seems silly for
them to stay at the inn

when we have so much room here.

I'll have rooms prepared for you

and expect you both tomorrow.

Thank you, it's very kind of you, madam,

but one more favor.

Can you have a special
vegetarian diet prepared for him?

No trouble at all.

The Count is traveling with a coffin,

which contains the body of an uncle

who recently died in
Rome, and who he wanted

to take home to his family vault.

So don't be surprised when you see it.

Excuse me, madam, would you object

if I were to sit at your table
and maybe offer you a drink?

I am a stranger in town,
just passing through,

and lonely for company.

Why no.

Please sit down.

Thank you.

May I offer you some champagne?

Champagne?

Oh, no, no.

Just wine.

- Waitress?
- Yes, sir.

Some more wine.

Yes, sir.

What a lovely child you have.

Is she your daughter?

Yes, she is.

We just dropped in for a quick one

on our way home from the fields.

I see.

Do you happen to know by any
chance the di Fiore family?

The di Fiore family?

Oh, yes.

I think I do.

Could you tell me something about them?

What is it that you want to know?

Why do you ask?

Do you know them?

We all used to carry them, and worked

for four seasons and
they still didn't pay us.

So, maybe you can help me?

So, maybe you can buy us some wine.

I'd be delighted.

Sit down.

Waitress.

Where is she?

- Oh, thank you.
- Right.

A little, friendly game of cards.

I don't play cards.

Dice?

No.

You don't want to play?

I'd love to play with you,
but I don't know any game.

You can't, you can't do what I can do.

Do you know this game?

No, I don't.

You know, I play with Peter.

You watch.

All right?

You watch, all right?

Ready?

So, see, I won.

It's ridiculous!

Every child can play this game.

Well, we'll play.

All right.

Ready?

Yes.

Here we go.

You cheated me.

Cheater!

- Who cheated?
- You cheated!

Cheater!

The little girl that only just left,

crushed beneath a big car!

She's bleeding!

She's bleeding!

How can you leave me alone
for so long in this condition?

Where have you been?

I have splendid news for you.

The di Fiore family invited
us to stay at their house.

Especially to meet their daughters.

We go there tomorrow.

I don't think I have the strength

to make myself presentable.

You have seen what's
happened to me before.

Look at this!

An extraordinary thing occurred.

I was in the tavern to
get some more information

about the di Fiore family

when someone came in shouting that a girl

had been hit by a car and was bleeding.

I had to think quickly.

I took some bread and ran out.

I made my way to the center of the crowd,

and there in a pool of
blood was the mutilated body

of a young girl.

I pretended to faint at
the sight of her, fell,

falling into the blood.

I could feel the blood
seeping into the bread.

They picked me up, but
not before the bread

was soaked with her blood.

Her age, Anton, her age!

She could not have
been more than 12 or 13.

Was it good?

It works.

It works!

She was pure!

Tomorrow we are going
to have a visitor, girls.

And I hope you will show him

all the courtesy a man like this deserves.

Dracula.

Count Dracula.

I have never met a more perfect
name on the heraldic mark.

Your father, my children,

can understand the
substance of the form,

the pulp of the fruit,

by the peel that covers it.

There are wine tasters and name tasters.

Yes.

Dracula.

Just the right amount
of orient and Occident.

Of reality and fantasy.

If I were not too afraid
of making literature

or rhetoric out of it, I
might add, that there is more,

some ingredient from "The
Count of Monte Cristo"

or even "Sindbad the Sailor."

Yes,

Dracula, Dracula, Dracula,

Dracula, Dracula, Dracula.

Should be kept preferably

in a horizontal position,
away from the light.

Like Chateau de Ciro.

Now, I can even tell you the
precise date of this man.

Yes, a gentleman.

As you might say, aged in wood.

Of excellent stock.

Now, I'll tell you about his culture.

Oh, let's get to the point, dear.

The representative of Count
Dracula of Romania has come here

with a letter of intention.

He intends to select one
of you for his bride.

He arrives tomorrow and will stay with us.

You mean one of us will have
to go to Romania with him.

- Well yes, I hope so.
- How old is he, mama?

It would have been
in poor taste to inquire.

Of course!

I presume Saphiria, that he
will seek you out the first.

But one can never foretell the vagaries

of the human heart.

So I want you all to be
at your most charming,

in case he chooses one over the other.

You owe it to yourselves,

and to your entire family
for this opportunity.

I wonder if the Romanians
look like those gypsies

that came around here last spring?

They were so crude.

But those were Yugoslavians,

besides, you don't expect
gypsies to be refined, do you?

The Slavic people can
sometimes be very well formed.

As for Romanians, they're dark as a rule,

and usually quite tall.

If he's not fat and greasy,

there's a chance he may be
quite suitable, for one of you.

Of course he must be rather odd

if he goes around wife-hunting
in a foreign country.

Well, that servant of
his looks like a creep.

I saw him leaving the house.

I don't want to go away without Rubinia.

She has to stay with me, always.

Won't you?

Never!

I'm getting out of this dump
before the ceiling falls in!

I'm going to get myself a prince.

You, you can all the Counts in Romania!

If he's very ugly, what will you do?

Then I'll run away with
Rubinia, and you can have him.

Let's go to bed.

I don't care anymore what he looks like.

Don't you think

we should tell him about Count Dracula

who's coming to marry you?

Oh yes.

The one that is going
to make us rich again?

That's right.

We will get enough money,
and having parties,

and going shopping in Paris.

I've decided to
take Rubinia with me, you know.

But don't worry about not seeing us,

because here is what we
have planned for you.

A nice job like butler
at the Palazzo Dracula.

I don't need a job as a butler,

'cause pretty soon there
won't be any butlers.

But of course, after I get married

it will be a strictly
master-servant relationship.

I want that understood.

So this is your last
chance to be the boss.

Or would you rather start
practicing to be the slave?

Would you like that?

So, he's an aristocrat.

Is he broke, too?

I'm sure he's not.

Mother wouldn't let anyone in here

without checking his background.

Your mother has some highfaluting ideas

for a woman who's got a crackpot
for a husband and a house

that's falling down.

All you got is a title to
put in front of your names,

and some day that's not
going to count either.

You're going to be on the bottom.

It's going to be just like Russia.

Russia?

Don't you know what
happened in Russia, you dope?

Why should she know?

They had a revolution there, that's all!

They killed all the rich people.

Took everything they had
and then killed them.

You won't even have this crummy
house when it happens here.

In the meantime, my dear,

you're living on our land.

I'm tired of you two tramps.

What about your sister,
what does she do all night?

I'd like to rape the hell out of her!

- She's only 14!
- You haven't got a chance

with that one.

She's a goody-goody, just like Esmeralda.

I'd treat her real sweet.

She'd like that, I bet.

May I introduce, Count Dracula?

I can't tell you how delighted

I am to be a guest in your villa.

A perfect gem of Italian architecture.

My home is your home.

That's very kind of you.

I have heard fine things
about your family,

and your daughters.

I understand they have
been raised according

to the Holy Mother Church.

It's unusual to find a religious
family this day and age.

Religion is very important to the girls.

We have our private chapel, you know.

But let me introduce you to them.

Esmeralda, our eldest.

Rubinia.

Perla, the youngest.

And I especially want
you to meet Saphiria.

Your secretary tells me
you have a special diet.

That's right, but I don't want

to bother you with that matter.

It's no trouble at all.

Cooking is one of my hobbies.

In fact, when he gives
me the special details,

I shall prepare all your food myself.

I will not allow anyone in the kitchen

while you're staying here.

How considerate of you.

But if you will please excuse me now,

I must go straight to my room.

I don't feel very well.

Our man, Balato,
will take the bags

off the car and carry
them up to your room.

- And the coffin?
- Of course.

Balato.

How am I supposed to move a coffin?

Get somebody to help you.

Your Count is very different from Mario.

He isn't your type.

I don't know if I could handle him.

I don't know what he's like.

Maybe he's better than Mario,
but then again maybe not.

Anyway, he's very formal.

I don't think I like him.

He could be 20 or 40, you don't know.

I think it's terrible that mother

and father think we should marry him

just because of his money.

What do you mean, we?

That's your problem.

You have to see him first.

But I don't find him unattractive.

But then I'd never want to marry him

until I've found out
what he's like in bed.

That's for sure.

That's not a bad idea.

He might turn out to be nothing.

Anyway, I think I like Mario.

Where do you want these things?

Just leave them here.

I would like the coffin brought
up to the room immediately.

First of all you're going to have

to help me lift the damn thing.

And second, it goes in the chapel

where Mrs. di Fiore says it goes.

You want to stink up the whole house?

Well then,

please, can we have
the wheelchair brought?

After you help me with the coffin.

Are you our servant for our stay or not?

I'm no one's servant.

I'm a worker here.

Oh, excuse me please.

I misunderstood.

My vocabulary is not large.

I thought worker and servant are the same.

Just don't make that mistake again.

I see.

Well, what do guests usually do

if they need something taken care of?

I don't know.

They haven't had any
guests here in so long,

you'll have to get one of
the girls to do it for you.

I'll try to arrange that.

I don't want to get
my white dress dirty.

He's horrible.

He's really horrible.

He's all white and thin and weak looking.

He's so ugly.

Of course he's ugly.

You'll have to have babies for
him and they'll be ugly too.

For the rest of your life
you'll be with ugly people.

You might as well get used to it.

Oh, don't say that.

I'm so miserable.

What are you telling
me you're miserable for?

You deserve what you're getting.

Right now he's a disgusting
person with money.

After the revolution he'll
be a disgusting person

with no money.

His hair is so greasy, not like yours.

What will I do?

Don't ask me.

Maybe you can teach him this.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it!

- What do you mean stop it, huh?
- Stop it.

Here!

You're hurting me.

Stop it!

You're a little slut!

Not good enough, huh?

"Stop it!"

Stop it, you're hurting me!

Stop it!

Stop it.

Stop it.

You're hurting me.

Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Like he'll never hurt you.

Please stop it!

I love you, Mario.

I'm tired of you, you bitch.

I won't ever leave you.

I know you girls think
you're so frightfully modern.

Count Dracula may not seem
like the ideal husband.

Though he's of a very good family.

You just have to learn
a little give and take.

Of course he's deadly pale.

But then he's a vegetarian,
and they all seem

to look like that.

Which reminds me, I've
prepared his special diet,

and I want you, Saphiria,
to take it up to him later.

But the Count looks sick.

What does he think he will do with a wife?

His poor health may be
a blessing in disguise.

You know I don't
understand why you want me

to go away with him.

We just don't know what kind of man he is.

Something bad could happen to me.

You know, he could take me
away and beat me, or something.

Why don't you play your cards right?

He seems to like this house.

He might even take an interest in it.

It must be tonight.

The girls are beautiful.

They look so pure.

But how can we get at them?

We will wait until everyone is asleep,

and then we'll try to find their bedrooms.

But it's difficult, because
the villa is so large,

and it's a risk because if someone sees us

it'll look suspicious.

We are too close now to
worry about appearances.

We must move quickly.

We must try and get as much as we can,

before their parents
realize what is happening.

Anton, see who's that.

Oh.

Come in.

I've brought you something to eat.

Anton, I wish to talk
to this young lady.

Leave us alone.

You are, I believe, Saphiria?

- That's right.
- What have you got there?

- Some tomatoes and carrots.
- Very thoughtful.

Very nice.

Sit down.

You are a very pretty girl.

Tell me, how do you feel about marrying me

and coming to live with me?

Would you like that?

Yes, sure.

Well, my family requires
that I marry a virgin.

I've heard that.

And are you a virgin?

Yes, of course.

How is it that you
never had a boyfriend?

So unusual to find a girl developed

as you are who never has been with a boy.

It's not that unusual.

Besides, I am not that developed.

Yes, but when you were a little girl,

and your body started to change,

somebody must have put their hands on you.

Did anyone touch you here?

Or here?

Or here?

No.

Not even the doctor.

Not even the doctor?

No.

Well, I'm going to tell you a secret.

I myself don't care if my
wife is a virgin or not.

You see, I'm a very modern man.

In front of Anton I pretend
to want only a virgin,

because he tells everything to my family.

I couldn't care less if my
fiancee is a virgin or not.

As long as she is beautiful.

And you are very beautiful.

So you can confide in me.

You are not a virgin, are you?

I told you I am.

I can see you are not from the way

that you're looking at me.

But that's perfect.

I want my wife to know all
the details of lovemaking.

You will have to teach
me because I don't know.

Come on!

I don't have to teach you anything.

I'm sorry to put you to so much trouble.

I don't know anything about sex.

I wish I did, but I don't.

Sorry.

You don't know what
boys do with little girls?

No.

Your sister never told you?

She would be too embarrassed.

You are a virgin?

Yes.

You're telling me the truth?

Yes.

I believe you.

Where's that sister of yours now?

Maybe she's seeing the Count.

What's she doing with
him, staying out this late?

Shouldn't take this long for him

to get what he wants from her.

It's her responsibility someday
to marry someone like him.

She's only doing what she's
been brought up to do.

No sense waiting for her.

You think he's great, don't you?

He isn't rough and clumsy like you.

He knows how to please a woman.

All you do is read your stupid manifestos.

Who cares about them?

You're asking for
trouble getting involved

with this aristocrat.

His days are numbered.

I'm telling you for your own good.

What do you mean?

You sound as if you've forgotten

the di Fiore are aristocrats.

You and your sisters
are doing all right,

working in the field, helping
your mother in the house.

That's the way it should be.

Everybody should do that kind of work.

I'm not going to keep
on planting vegetables.

Somebody has to, and
we're not always going

to do it for you.

The lower classes are born to work

so that the upper classes
can have a good time.

I'm an aristocrat.

The Count is too.

We belong with our own kind.

Go find yourself a nice farm girl

who likes to get beat up
and shoved around just

like a sack of beans!

I don't like it anymore.

It was just a stage I was going through.

I don't see why someone
like me couldn't marry you,

or one of your sisters.

- Are you crazy?
- Yeah.

Your mother would never
hear of such a thing.

Had a good look at him in that wheelchair,

almost about to die.

That's the way it is
with all that rich trash.

They're all sick and rotten.

The only future is in Socialism.

Don't start talking about that again!

You know how it bores me.

You're only good for one thing.

Some rich man is going
to like me some day.

He could throw parties for
me, introduce me to society.

To take me shopping on our honeymoon.

To buy me some beautiful clothes.

You'll see.

What happened last night?

I waited up for you.

How did you get on with the Count?

He knows the truth about me.

What are you talking about?

What does he know?

He knows I'm not a virgin.

Why did you have to
say a thing like that?

That's no way for a girl to behave.

Have you no sense?

Did you have to make an
entire confession to him?

He doesn't want me.

You silly girl.

You look ill.

Go to your room.

Your sister's messed everything up.

I don't know what the Count
will think of this family.

And the first time he
meets one of you girls,

look what happens!

I hope you're not so
foolish, if you get a chance.

But then of course he
may not want to stay.

I don't think she likes him, mother.

He is a bit strange.

Don't apologize, Marchesa.

Your daughter Saphiria
is a very nice girl.

There's no need for you to be embarrassed.

It happens once in a while
to every good family.

It's so kind of you to say that.

A man in my position.

Is very well aware of
the danger of modern life.

Especially for young girls.

Are you preparing the soup for me?

Yes, I think you'll like it.

I trust there's no garlic in it?

Oh no,

your secretary warned me about that.

It's a traditional Italian dish.

You know in the 17th century,
when this house was built,

they used to make all
the soups with wild herbs

from the gardens.

You sound as if you would
know a lot about this subject.

Well, I've read most of the
old cookbooks in the library.

You don't have to be so modest.

Esmeralda, you've read them all.

It's very useful for a
woman to practice homemaking.

Would you like
to have lunch in your room?

Yes, I would prefer that.

Balato, help
him back with his chair.

We'll send it up to you.

You going to walk up or
do you want me to carry you?

I'm perfectly able to walk.

I'll manage.

If you can just bring
me up my chair later.

Is the chapel over there?

Yeah, that's it.

I saw your lights were on
pretty late last night.

Maybe you can't sleep,

thinking about your
relative lying in there.

Oh no, he's dead for quite a while.

Must have been very sick.

The coffin doesn't weigh much.

Well, just remains.

How long have you been
employed here, may I ask?

All my life.

My father worked here before.

Then you must know
this family quite well.

I was curious.

Do these girls have any suitors?

Any boyfriends?

They must.

No one comes around here.

Their parents only want
them to get involved

with certain types, I guess.

That's understandable.

They're looking out for
their best interests.

Do you think so?

I don't.

I think they're just
spoiling things for them.

How are you feeling today, Count?

Well, thank you.

Studying for school?

No, it's a new novel
called "Three Weeks."

An American lady wrote it.

It's so exciting.

I'm not familiar with it.

I haven't read any recent books.

Well, I'll be finished with this soon.

I'll lend it to you.

That's very kind of you.

For you, any time.

Thank you.

Surely a girl like that shouldn't
marry beneath her class?

People don't recognize
that class stuff anymore.

It's a thing of the past.

You sound very sure of that.

|am.

I read books too.

Not novels.

I know the kind you are talking about.

But it seems to make you very bitter.

Because now I know how things should be.

So you are dreaming about a change

in the order of things!

No, not dreaming.

Waiting!

I have heard that before.

He's not so bad.

In a way he's rather attractive.

That's not what I heard.

Oh, Saphiria didn't like him,

but I myself don't necessarily
prefer a man with muscles.

He looks very sensitive.

It will be a nice change from you.

That's for sure.

So why didn't he like your sister?

I thought it was all arranged.

I don't know really.

There must have been a
mistake or a misunderstanding.

Must have been more than that.

He was about to marry
her, and now he's not.

Well, if you must know,
this man is obsessed

with marrying a virgin.

Oh, well, you didn't tell me this.

So what's he doing with you two whores?

My sister and I may go
slumming once in a while,

but that doesn't make us whores.

But how did he find out?

I don't know.

She won't talk to anyone.

I think he upset her very much.

Well how could he find
out he wasn't the first

without her not going
to bed with him already?

Well, what if she did?

It's not too awful.

He's got a nerve looking for
a virgin in this day anyway.

Who does he think he is?

Poor Saphiria.

I'm worried about her.

Don't worry about her.

You watch.

She'll come crawling right back to me.

Just watch.

- You pig!
- You bitch!

Get down there!

Go ahead, go ahead.

Being rich doesn't
just mean he has money.

It means he has time to learn about things

that really please a woman.

I'm looking forward to meeting this Count.

In fact, I am going out
to see him, right now.

After I've washed away this peasant smell!

Oh, you can't imagine what
a man can do to a woman.

I hope you never go with
this peasant, Mario.

But I know, you see him,
all the time, already.

Don't say things like that.

Why not?

You're old enough.

You have to learn about that sometime.

The problem is you can't fall in love

with the first one or with
the one who's good in bed.

That is what happened with Saphiria.

She can't get to like this rich Count,

because she likes Mario.

And she can't marry
him and live in a shack.

You are not supposed to
have boyfriends and a husband.

It isn't right.

As long as you clean and
wash yourself up after each one

it's okay.

You just have to smell fresh.

You could get a disease
or something like that.

You'll end up just like
Esmeralda if you think like that.

It's a new age now.

Don't you read a magazine?

Oh yes.

I want to know all about your home.

I've heard gypsies are
a big problem there.

I never allow any on my property.

You know in Romania it is a
custom to have a virgin bride.

Their husbands treat them like saints.

Why should they treat
a woman like a saint?

Not just a woman, a virgin bride.

I'm not sure that I know what you mean.

My first wife was an angel.

Each morning I went to
her door and knocked.

She had her own bedroom?

Of course.

We were spiritual mates.

Did your wife ever have any children?

No.

She was too delicate.

I wouldn't put that burden on her.

But then she must have
had beautiful clothes.

Where did she shop?

She didn't like to shop.

She liked to read.

Your sister was very beautiful.

But seeing you now, how beautiful you are,

and finding we like the same things,

I wish you would have come to me first.

What happened between you and Saphiria?

Your sister had a boyfriend.

Really?

Did she say who he was?

No, she didn't.

But I don't care who he was.

What about you?

Have you ever went with a man?

Have you had a fiance?

I haven't.

But nobody cares about those
kinds of things anymore.

In my country people do care.

You're so, so sensitive.

You must learn to have fun some time.

Don't you ever give parties?

Your sister did lie to me,
but I found out the truth.

Tell me!

Are you a virgin?

"Yes!"

I read all this, but I am a virgin.

Tell me the truth.

But it is the

You have no reflection!

My body can't take
this treatment anymore.

The blood of these whores is killing me!

I just want my coffin back!

To sleep in.

Yes.

Yes!

I am rather worried about Rubinia.

I tried to talk with her this
morning and she looked at me

in a strange way.

However, I have among other things,

confirmed my deep
conviction that everything

will end up for the best.

Dracula gives us a guarantee,

even from an ontological point of view.

Up to today there is no indication

that names ending in "ula"
show any negative signs.

I only hope the poor girl
won't take it too badly.

Why should she take it so hard?

He's a very sick man.

He can't last much longer.

And when he dies his widow
will be quite a rich woman.

The other night I was going past his room

and I heard him vomiting, poor creature.

He can hardly get out of bed.

Why he would want to
get married, God knows,

but since he does,

if we can't get one of our girls married

under these conditions

then we never will!

I wish my affairs did
not require my presence

in London at this moment.

I'm sorry I have to leave you to cope

with this sort of problem by yourself.

But I will be away only
three days at the most.

Don't worry my dear.

I didn't want to tell you, but I'm getting

the analysis of Count Dracula's lineage

made by Professor Benson.

The result will be positive, I am sure.

More than positive.

Goodbye, my dear.

This is one of the last of your dresses.

They'll all be gone soon.

Completely worn out.

Oh, excuse me, madam.

May I have a moment of your time, please?

Sit down.

Count Dracula thanks
you for the hospitality

you have shown him

but regretfully he must return to Romania.

You mean because of Saphiria?

But I thought he would
stay and meet Rubinia.

It seems that they have met,

and that neither of your
marriageable daughters

are virgins.

I'm sure the Count knows you
offered them in good faith.

Your father will be so disappointed.

I wish things had worked out better.

It seems such a shame that Perla has

to find out these things so young.

And within our own family.

How old are you, little girl?

She's 14, and much too
young to entertain prospects

of marriage, unfortunately.

Yes, much too young.

But she's very pretty,

and I'm sure

that one day she'll make
someone a fine bride.

You are a good girl, aren't you?

Excuse me, but I have to pack

for an early departure tomorrow morning.

What can I do for you?

Mama wants me to tell you
to pack the Count's bags

on his car tonight.

He'll be leaving early tomorrow morning.

Yeah, any of your
sisters going with him?

No, I'm afraid not.

That's too bad.

Where are they now?

They don't come out
of their rooms anymore.

Maybe they are upset by what's happened.

That's hard to believe.

They're probably glad to get rid of him.

They act like they're sick.

There's something
slimy about that Count.

I don't think he ever
wanted to marry any of them.

Then he was interested in something.

Why else would he come?

He seems too unhealthy to go traveling

around the country looking for a wife,

dragging that coffin along.

You know he wanted that
thing in his room with him?

It's all kind of peculiar, isn't it?

That coffin was very light.

Felt like there was hardly anything in it.

He is strange.

They haven't both been
to bed with him, have they?

What do you mean by that?

Don't act innocent with me.

You know what I'm talking about.

No, what?

How come I never see
you down by my cottage?

I have no reason to go there.

There are a lot of things
down there for you to do.

I saw a lot of nice
furniture around the house,

but all broken.

How sad.

Especially when it
happens over the years.

You sound as if they won't be replaced.

I don't think it's possible.

You must like this house, don't you?

It's run down now.

I noticed there aren't
any servants around.

We don't have any.

As I suppose you've guessed,

the family is rather hard up for money.

I don't want to embarrass you.

I'm not embarrassed.

You are the first visitor
we've had in years.

And you can't be expected
not to have noticed

that most of the furniture
here is wicker from the garden.

But how did conditions
here get so desperate?

Father gambled all the
money away in London.

And when the cash was finished

he put up the furniture as collateral

and lost most of that too.

What stopped him from
losing the house itself,

I don't know.

And now he's in London again.

This state of affairs
seems to trouble only you.

Your sisters are more
lighthearted, it seems.

They think I'm strange.

They always laugh at me, actually.

But if I won't care, after
father and mother are gone,

the family traditions will be finished.

I'm the last one in my family line also.

No brothers and sisters?

None living.

How come that an intelligent
girl like you

is not married?

Once I was engaged.

It lasted 17 months.

Then it didn't work out.

I see, you've been engaged.

And now my parents
think I'm not suitable

for marriage anymore.

I must return tomorrow to my country.

Maybe in different circumstances

we might have gotten to
know each other better.

Are you alone?

Yes.

Where is Esmeralda?

She must be with mother.

What do you want?

What are those marks?

The kiss of Count Dracula.

Look.

Is she?

She is.

You must come with us, to the Count.

Why?

- Why?
- Come along.

Come on.

You must come with us.

No, no, I don't want to.

Perla, please, you must come with us.

My sisters are in trouble.

Something strange has happened to them.

They won't talk.

They have marks on them.

Their necks have been bleeding.

I'm so scared.

They just came after me.

You should have known that before.

A creep from Romania looking for virgins.

That Count who was going to do so much

for your family is a vampire.

What does that mean?

He's a throwback to religious
perverts in the Middle Ages.

He needs to suck a virgin's
blood to stay alive.

And your mother, who's so stupid
and money crazy, set

you all up for him.

Why did he do that to
Saphiria and Rubinia?

They are not virgins.

That's right.

So the bites didn't make them vampires,

but they're probably under his control.

You're the one he wants now.

No wonder they went after you.

You should lose that virginity of yours

before he gets to you.

- You don't mean?
- Mmm.

Why not?

No!

' My God!

You're just an employee!

How dare you put my daughter

in such an unfortunate position!

Shut the hell up!

You don't know what you're talking about.

There's nothing to get so upset compared

to what's been going on
right under your nose.

It's better I'm doing it to
her than her sisters do it.

Or that she gets sucked by that vampire.

What vampire?

Where's those two
tramp sisters of hers?

I'll show you what the
Count's done to them.

Be quiet!

He's an important man.

Now I realize that it's all your fault

we're in so much trouble.

Just show me where they are.

You'll see.

What happened when you
went to see the Count?

He was much better than you.

I'm sure.

Look at her, and her.

Why were you taking your sister there?

He told us to.

Why would he do that?

You mean you still don't understand?

You're sending them up to meet a vampire.

What?

The Count's a vampire,
so forget about a wedding

and start thinking about
how we're going to kill him.

Kill him?

- Where is he now?
- In his room, I think.

Esmeralda, come here.

Where have you been?

Terrible things are happening here.

I don't feel well.

You're the one in real trouble.

You are a virgin as far as I know.

If he gets to you,
you'll be a full vampire.

I'm going to get an ax.

You stay away from him
and that servant of his.

If he gets away these two
will stay like this forever.

I'll do what you say.

Don't shoot.

Let me out.

I'll tell you everything
about your daughters,

and how you can stop Count Dracula.

You betrayed my entire
family and now you turn

on your own kind.

You cannot hurt me, you fool!

I am not one of you.

"No!"

Leave him alone!

He belongs to me!

Get away from him.

Don't you know what he is?

He can't hurt anybody now.

I will take him away.

We will die together!

You're out of your mind.

He lives off other people.

He's no good to anybody and he never was!