All language subtitles for The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman (1971) REMUX UHD 4K.eng

The inspector could have waited
until morning.

A job like this, in the middle
of the night with a full moon.

Come on, Muller, stop complaining.

The inspector needs
a postmortem right away.

I saw the victims.

What a horrible sight.

I'm used to seeing death,
but this is the worst I've seen.

Everyone thinks a werewolf
killed them.

People around here are convinced
that we will do the autopsy

on the werewolf's corpse.

Ignorance and superstition won't
disappear easily

from these people's minds.

They are so ignorant.

His name was Waldemar Daninsky.

These horrific crimes started
shortly after his arrival in this town

and they all happened
on full moon nights.

Werewolves,
silver bullets, and all that nonsense.

Mysterious deaths occurring
in the space age. That's so ridiculous.

We don't know them, but there are
mysterious forces on Earth,

and when those strange forces
are unleashed, they're capable

of leading people to a fate
much worse than death.

Science cannot explain everything.

Please, Muller,
stop with all that nonsense.

Doctor Hartwig,
look at the scar. It's pentagonal.

It's the mark of the werewolf.

I'll start by making an incision
in the chest.

Won't you examine
the abdominal viscera first?

Everyone thinks
he's a werewolf, right?

According to the old legend,
if the bullet that killed him

is extracted from his chest,
he could come back to life.

Let's see.

Please, would you get me
the other scalpel?

I'm going to extract those
silver bullets. I can assure you

he will remain as dead as ever.

How is your thesis going?

You're almost done with it, right?

- The topic is very broad.
- It's not that easy.

I have to work on it nonstop.

If I remember correctly, the research was
on black magic, witchcraft,

various satanic cults,
and the French Inquisition, am I right?

Fairly close.

Lately, Genevieve and I

have come across something involving
Wandesa Dárvula de Nadasdy,

a Hungarian countess
who lived in the 15th century.

She's part of a legend,
a rather horrible one.

She participated in covens
and worshiped Satan.

She sacrificed beautiful maidens
to drink their blood,

because she also had the mark
of the vampires.

Then, the persecution of witches began.

The Inquisition tried
to take her to the stake,

but all the judges were
mysteriously murdered.

The countess died one night.

Someone stabbed her with a silver cross,
the cross of Mayensa.

What happened to her body?

It was buried in a hidden place.

Genevieve and I found
an old document

describing the place
where her tomb might be.

It's in the north, near some
almost forgotten village.

We are headed there tomorrow,
but I'm a bit frightened.

Girl, your enthusiasm is contagious.

I would really like to come with you,
but I must go to Istanbul.

Drug trafficking.

My darling police officer,
don't take any unnecessary risks.

Don't you worry.

I've seen all the James Bond movies,
so I know all his tricks by heart.

Come on, let's dance, forget about
witchcraft and

drug trafficking in Istanbul.

I'll try to convince you
to marry me,

and I assure you that will be
our only topic of conversation, okay?

Okay.

Not a single sign or signpost.

I don't know how long
we've been on this road.

Maybe the darn little town
has simply evaporated.

If you'd listened to me,
we'd have asked that man

at the gas station
on the freeway intersection before taking

this hellish road.

I think we are lost.

We should have already
arrived in that village.

Yes.

Soon it will be dark
and I don't like that.

We will run out of gas soon.

- Wow, a forest.
- It gives me goosebumps.

Perhaps Count Dracula will appear

and kindly invite us
to spend the night at his castle.

Let's keep going.

Genevieve, look,
that house seems inhabited.

We will ask for help.

Is anybody here?

Is nobody here?

Good afternoon.

My friend is Genevieve Bennett,
Waldemar Daninsky.

Pleasure to meet you.

Your friend has explained her situation.
The problem can hardly be solved.

Basically,
I am the only inhabitant here.

The monastery and the farms have been
desolate for many years now.

What can you tell us about the village?

Is it very far from here?

Yes, very far.

Maybe too far.

I'm really sorry.

Please,
could you give us shelter for the night?

We will try to get to that town tomorrow,
one way or the other.

I guess I will find a gas pump there.

Can't we go now?

Do you have a car?

No, not even a bicycle, and the village
is more than 30 kilometers from here.

Listen, I may have a solution.
Be my guests for the week.

Pierre, a farmer who brings me supplies,
comes on Sunday. He has a truck.

He can take you to get some
gas and then you can come for your car.

Have you got a telephone?

I'm sorry, no telephone and
no electricity.

I'm a writer.

I was a looking for a place to be alone,
and less than a kilometer away,

I found an old house.

I rented it, remodeled it, and
have been living in it for six months.

However, I often miss having someone
to talk to.

So, you would do me a favor
if you would accept my hospitality.

Thank you, Mr. Daninsky.

You will have two guests until Sunday.

You will have plenty of conversation.

Thank you.

I'm writing an essay
about the history of gothic monuments.

The monastery you saw today
is a real jewel.

Here, in the north of France,

it's easy to find unknown ruins.

Will you publish your work in France?

No, not in principle.

It's some minor work
for the University of Cologne.

As we told you,
Elvira and I are preparing our thesis

and that's why we're here.

Perhaps you could help us
since you know this region so well.

I'll be glad to help you.

What do you want to know?

We're looking for the tomb
of a famous witch,

a countess, an expert in black magic
who turned into a vampire.

A female version of the Marquis de Sade,
her name was Wandesa Dárvula de Nadasdy.

If you will excuse us,
we're a bit tired.

Genevieve, let's go.

Yes.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Daninsky,
we'll see you in the morning.

Get some rest.

Oh, this water is so cold.

Tomorrow, I'll complain to our host.

Elvira, are you coming to bed?

What's the matter?

Genevieve, I think staying here
is just crazy.

What else could we have done?

That man has told us nothing but lies.

Some quite strange stuff is going on.

Did you see how the table was set?

It looked like a woman had done it.

If I remember correctly,
he told us there was no electricity,

but I saw bulbs and switches.
Why don't they work?

Okay, the table was properly set,
but all he served was

a dish of cold cuts,
and he could have prepared it himself.

As for the bulbs and switches,

maybe they haven't been connected yet.

Another thing: Did you see his expression
when I started talking about Wandesa?

He almost fainted.

Elvira, come on, go to bed
and stop coming up with weird stuff.

I'm convinced that he is
the kind of person who helps others.

I don't think he is that strange.
He just wants company

and conversation, that's all.

- Genevieve, the door has no lock.
- We'll have to leave it open.

Don't be silly, all right?

I am so sleepy, Elvira.

I'm exhausted. Don't be afraid.
No vampire is coming into the room.

This isn't Dracula's house.

Take some sleeping pills.
They're not that strong,

but you'll get some rest.
You'll sleep like an angel.

It has been an awful day.

You've taken some already, right?

Yes, as always.

Come on, let me sleep, I'm tired.

Please, leave. If not, die.

Werewolf.

Please, miss, calm down.

Tomorrow, I'll explain.

Try and have some rest now.

That woman is my sister.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

She won't do you harm,
she's just ill.

I never thought she'd dare
to do this.

Please forgive her.

Don't worry, it's all good.

Your sister scared me.

I was nervous and tired.

Seeing her here was a tremendous surprise,
but I'm much better now.

I'll have some rest now.

Yes. Tomorrow, I'll explain it all.

She's in bad health,
but incapable of doing any harm.

Try to sleep now.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Years ago, my family
had a serious accident.

My sister, who was never strong,
was deeply affected.

Her disorder isn't dangerous, so I didn't
have the courage to hospitalize her.

I preferred to keep her away from a society
that would have made her very miserable.

That's why I looked for this lonely place.

She's happy here.

She takes care of me, keeps the house, and
if someone comes to see me

on a rare occasion,

she hides in her room.

Why didn't you tell us this before?

I feared I would scare you.

I preferred to wait a little,
but that reaction...

By the way, do you remember
anything she said to you?

She talks nonsense sometimes.

- I don't remember anything.
- It was all so confusing.

She seemed to want us to leave.

Help!

Genevieve.

They are my last hope.

If you keep trying to frighten them,
they'll leave even if they have to walk.

You could have killed that girl.

She was in the hideout,
looking at the chains.

She found everything, Waldemar.
Everything.

- There's nothing to find.
- Everything is locked.

Please, Elizabeth, leave them alone.

I beg you.

We should leave,
it's the most sensible thing to do.

I don't mind walking 30 kilometers,
even 30,000.

- No, I don't care about that.
- We'll stay.

Can't you see that
she almost killed me?

And I don't really trust
her sweet, kind brother.

Only God knows what
they're capable of.

Waldemar isn't a bad person.

He won't let anything happen to us.

He'll keep an eye on his sister.

He also needs help.

He's very unfortunate,
just like his sister.

They seem to live with a terrible burden
and we must find out what it is.

Okay, but what did he say about
the chains and the blood?

There's a lot of big-game hunting here,
like deer and wild pigs.

The old owner used to
skin the animals there.

Yes, that could explain things,
but let me warn you,

if that crazy woman appears again,
I'll leave so quickly

that you won't be able
to follow my tracks.

Elvira, be careful. Don't take your good
Samaritan role too far.

You could regret it.

Let's go downstairs.

We'll show him our documents.

He seems interested in helping us.

Too much, I'd say.

No doubt, it says something here
about a place called the Devil's.

Crossing, next to the
Chapel of Saint Anne.

There was a damned monk there
called Bautista Verdun.

He celebrated covens and black mass
services under the direction

of the Countess Dárvula de Nadasdy.

I know where the crossing
and those ruins are.

Aren't they near
the monastery we saw?

The tomb is just a few meters away,
though I had never thought about that.

How could I be so stupid?

Well, we'll go there tomorrow.

In the old days, those who
committed suicide or were executed

for practicing witchcraft
and vampirism were buried

at crossings like this one that
later would become ideal places

to summon Satan
or celebrate covens.

If this document is correct,
this must be the tomb.

Wandesa Dárvula de Nadasdy, 1452-1480.

"Satan's mistress,
she found the death she deserved.

May no one disturb her rest
and may God have mercy on her soul.”

It's not a legend.

She existed.

We found the tomb,
just like we wanted, right?

Let's not profane it.

Come on.

That's nonsense.

We won't be sure she's there
until we've opened the coffin.

Besides, I want to take some photos.

They'll be amazing
and we'll be famous.

Whatever, but I won't be here
when you open the coffin.

I'll wait for you next to
the ruins of the chapel.

Don't worry,
this will stop the bleeding.

Thank you, Mr. Daninsky.

The legend says that if we pull the silver
cross of Mayensa out of her chest,

Wandesa will come back to life and the
breath of her resurrection will be red.

- That's only a legend.
- Where is Elvira?

She didn't want to see
the countess's remains.

She went to the ruins
of the Chapel of Saint Anne.

Listen, could you tell me...

Tomorrow, my supplier is coming.

I'd like to be in Paris by then
with all our friends,

in the middle of those streets,
with some life around us.

I really want to talk to Marcel.

Marcel?

I don't believe you.

You're interested in
someone else now.

Maybe, but everything is
so strange and absurd here.

I'm starting to think that
everything is unreal,

like a dream,
and when I wake up, there will be

no resurrections, no vampires,
no ghosts, nothing.

Will Waldemar exist?

Even though you were in his arms
this afternoon, he's also part

of our delusions, like everything
that happened since

we started this horrible trip.

If Marcel was here,
he's a policeman, and I'm sure

he would find an
explanation for everything.

The truth is, I'm getting
more and more frightened.

Elvira, do you know any prayers?

Of course, why?

- You should pray. That's all we have.
- We must pray with all our faith.

I'm thirsty,
I'll go to the kitchen to get some water.

Do you want something?

- No, thanks, but come back soon.
- I don't want to be alone.

Come, come to me.

Come.

Come.

Come to me.

Come, come to me.

"When there's a full moon
on the same night as the Night

of Walpurgis, the cross made from
the sacred silver

of the Mayensa chalice will stab the heart
of those who suffer from being werewolves.

If the woman who loves him

risks her life and does it,
light will beat the shadows, and the soul

of the doomed man
will have peace forever.”

Genevieve?

Genevieve?

Elvira.

Elvira.

Genevieve, my God.

Come.

Come with us.

Mix your blood with ours
and you'll enjoy all the pleasures.

Satan is still powerful.

People keep ignoring his strength.

Wandesa has come back to life,
along with Verdun, the evil monk,

and they'll acquire more and more power.

The worst part is that
the Night of Walpurgis is near

and all evil will be unleashed again.

According to the legend, Satan
appears on the Night of Walpurgis.

Humans have been tormented with
this eternal fight since their creation.

Their pride is their damnation.

The fallen angel tries to drag humans

to their breaking point,
so that they surrender forever.

What will we do?

- Pierre won't take long.
- You'll go with him, and then

when you come back,
you'll return to Paris.

We should tell the police.

Let all the people in town
know what has happened.

We can fight together.

- There's nothing we can do.
- I must fight alone, believe me.

- Genevieve is still here.
- I won't leave either of you.

I won't leave you, because I love you.
I love you with all my heart,

and as long as we are together,
I won't be afraid.

Elvira, Pierre must be about
to arrive.

You must go to town and bring some gas.
We'll need the car.

I'll stay here. I must do
something without anybody's help.

Take this cross
and keep it with you at all times.

It's the only thing that can
protect you against Wandesa.

Elvira.

When we get to town,
I'll introduce you to my girl, Mabille,

you'll like her.

- Would you take me to the post office?
- I must send a letter.

There's no post office there, but if you
want, we can leave it at Jean's tavern.

Every Friday, a van comes
and takes all the mail.

Listen, people fear those who
live near the monastery.

They say I'm crazy for accepting
a job from Daninsky.

Before your friend came to live here,
that house already had a bad reputation.

It was built by a family
named Jacquie. They came from the south,

but one day, old Jacquie hung himself.

Soon after, his son Jacques
died in a hunting accident.

His rifle exploded and the explosion
blew his head off.

These things happen, for sure,
but people started talking

and saying the house was haunted.

The fact is the widow decided to leave
and asked me to rent out the house.

I rented it to Mr. Daninsky,
who came to live in it with his sister,

and because the poor girl wasn't sane,
people kept on making up stories.

One night, the transformer was struck by
lightning and the power went out.

No electrician would come to fix it.

What do you think?

The stories about the curse
of that house started again.

Poor Elizabeth, the curse
had to get you as well,

but I'll save your soul.

The evil powers of Wandesa
won't harm you.

What I'll do to your body
is the only salvation for your spirit.

Tonight, there's a full moon.

That's why Wandesa will become
more powerful than ever,

and she wants to attack again.

You won't be sleeping here.

You'll sleep at the old place,
behind locked doors.

Don't forget the cross at any moment.

You'll stay with me.

You're also in danger.

No, I can't.

I have something important to do.

Why should I lock the door?

That'll be of no use.

If you love me, do as I say.

There's no other solution.

Don't you understand, Elvira?

Do as I say and don't go out until dawn.

Come inside.

I got this curse in Tibet.

That's where I became a werewolf.

Later, I managed to take shelter
in a town near the Austrian border.

Elizabeth would help me out
by chaining me to the wall

whenever there was a full moon,

but I got away once
and killed some poor, innocent people.

The crimes kept happening,
the inhabitants managed to track me down

and shot at me with silver bullets.

Since then, I'm condemned
to wander between life and death.

Fear and hatred are always after me.

Only love can save you, right?

Only love can guide the hand
that'll stab me with a cross

when a full moon appears in the sky.

Is that what made you look
for the cross so vehemently?

Fate brought you here and I forgot the
horror that could be awakened.

Genevieve's blood
brought Wandesa back to life.

Yes, she turned your friend
into a vampire

and tried to do the same thing
to my poor sister, Elizabeth.

Elvira, you could be her next victim.

Wandesa will be alive
until Walpurgis Night,

and then Satan will come to her aid
and rule the world.

We must find out where she hides
and destroy her.

She could be anywhere.

The old farm, the monastery ruins,
the cemetery.

We'll give it a shot.

Her diabolical power ends
where the power of the cross begins.

I'll go look for her at the cemetery.

Genevieve is hiding there.

Yes, vampires sleep in tombs.

You must leave.

I can't let you take that terrible risk.

Where should I go?

To town?

They're ignorant
and easily excitable people.

Pierre must have
told them some things.

Maybe they know
what you did last night.

Besides, Wandesa will take revenge,

because their ancestors were the ones
who caused her death.

I won't go.

I'll stay with you 'til the very end.

- Calm down. It's all over, now.
- There's nothing to be afraid of.

Genevieve attacked me
and the cross couldn't keep her away.

Maybe she's tainted me.

My God.

She won't be coming back ever again.

She's gone.

The mark she left on you
won't have any effect.

Genevieve is free now.

At least her soul's been saved.

Pray for her,
that's all you can do.

We've been going through
these ruins for days

and we don't know where she's hiding.

We still need to explore
the passageways and underground.

They're real mazes.

Wandesa knows them to a T.

What is she up to?

After Genevieve's death,
she hasn't shown up.

There will be a full moon tonight.

You have to chain me to the wall.

Don't go too far away.

And whatever you do,
don't forget the cross.

Wandesa, here's your prisoner.

I obey your orders.

Your wishes are my command.

Elvira, I know our love has no future,
but I love you.

You were the first woman to love me.

You're my only love and my salvation.

A glass of wine, please.

Did you see the burial?

Another girl.

Nobody knows how she died,
but I know the secret.

Hey, would that be the girl who got here
not too long ago with a friend?

No, not that one,
but I know who you're talking about.

Do you know where she is?

I know she's been living at the old
mansion that belonged to

the Jacquie family.

Over by the valley,
past the old road.

Take my advice, don't go near there.

That place is cursed

and there's a man there
who acts like the devil.

I warned my poor Pierre,
but he wouldn't listen.

Poor Pierre?

Why? What happened to him?

He went to the monastery one day,
to the knight's tomb,

and he started acting in a bizarre way.

To tell you the truth,
he wouldn't even pay attention to me.

You understand.

I'm sure somebody's bewitched him.

He left one day and never came back.

I don't believe in superstitions.

Policeman.

You're used to dealing with criminals,
thieves and gangsters,

but even then, those are all human.

Yet in the valley, everything's a mystery.

There are monsters,
and there will be a full moon soon.

Inspector, don't let your guard down
and be very careful.

Who are you?

Why are you attacking me? Speak!

Everybody hates you.

Nobody dares to stand up to you.

They let you kill and murder.

You carry the plague with you.

The plague?

Those girls die without a drop of blood
in their veins.

My wife was expecting a baby boy
and they both died because of you.

Mabille told me,
she said, "Kill him, end his life.

He's a sorcerer.

My poor Pierre's disappeared.
He'll Kill all of us.

Look for him in the monastery ruins.”

I hate you.

You killed my wife and son!

You're the devil.

Elvira.

Marcel.

Listen, Marcel,
I know how much you're hurting

and that most of the things
that have taken place are hard to explain.

I can only tell you
that Genevieve is dead.

Yes, that's right,
and Elvira will die, too,

unless you get her out of here soon.

I know you love her and that you're the
only person she trusts.

It's as if God's put you here.

Listen to me, get her out of here right
away. There's no time to lose.

I've spoken to many of the townsfolk.

They're all afraid of you
and they hate your guts.

Many young girls have died
under mysterious circumstances.

Small-town superstitions
from ignorant people,

and now they can't stop talking about
witchcraft, curses, vampires,

and a werewolf that appears in the forest
whenever there's a full moon.

I also spoke to a woman.

She was the one who told me
Elvira was here, in your house.

It seems she was your supplier's
girlfriend. Somebody called Pierre.

She told me about the ruins
of some ancient monastery

and a place called
the knight's tomb.

The knight's tomb?

Naturally, I don't believe
that nonsense,

but I'm convinced there's a
criminal scheme behind all this.

Do you have anything to say,
Mr. Daninsky?

I can assure you that despite
all these accusations against you,

I'm willing to believe you.

As for Elvira,
I'm sure you had nothing to do

with whatever happened in this mansion.

The most important thing is
that Elvira leaves this place immediately.

I'll convince her.

Very well, but let me warn you,
I'll be back with some of my men

to uncover all these mysteries.

You'll have no choice
but to give us a convincing explanation.

The townsfolk will be
thoroughly interrogated.

Let me give you a piece of advice,
be very careful.

The townsfolk hate your guts, and they're
willing to do anything, even Kill you.

It wouldn't surprise me
if they decided to come here and hang you.

They've already tried it.

Marcel, go back to civilization
and take care of Elvira.

Convince her.

She won't listen to me.

Listen to me, Elvira, if you really love
me, then leave this place forever.

I need the cross.

If you stay, I'll have to
leave it with you,

so that you can protect yourself
from Wandesa.

Genevieve has died
and Marcel could meet the same fate.

I don't want to leave you.

Wandesa is out for blood.

I must destroy her before she turns
other poor girls into vampires.

This nightmare must end.

I know where she's hiding.

Leave, I'm begging you.

This will be proof of your love for me.

Tomorrow is Walpurgis Night.

Wandesa could acquire tremendous power.

I could destroy her in time.

With her death,
peace will return to this poor town

and her victims won't have died in vain.

Elvira.

The knight's tomb.

It's still too soon.

I'll turn you into
Satan's slaves tomorrow

and my revenge will be complete.

While I have you in my hands,
Waldemar won't dare attack me.

Satan is coming.

You belong to him
and your blood will make him come forth.

Here's my lord.

There will be a full moon soon,
I must accomplish my mission.

Your blood will be his breath
and he will finally rule the world.