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- [wind gusting] - [sand rasping]
[dramatic, mysterious music plays]
[Drolta] She is ready.
Her power strengthened by tasting your holy blood.
[gasps]
- [Drolta] Drop by drop. - [groans]
- [Drolta] Sip by sip. - [groaning]
[Drolta] Year by year.
For 175 cycles of the sun.
[Erzsebet groans]
[Drolta] She will not burn.
[screams]
[Drolta] And you will walk the earth again.
[ominous music playing]
[music rising]
[music crescendos]
[music fades]
[theme music plays]
[Richter panting]
- [ghostly whispering] - [Annette gasps]
[eerie string music playing]
[somber string music plays]
[groans]
What do we do now?
This would not have happened, Richter Belmont,
if you hadn't told them where we were going.
It wouldn't take a sorcerer to predict we'd go to Paris, Alucard.
And we thought Drolta was dead. We thought you'd killed her.
[sighs softly]
We need to prepare the city for the horror to come.
We could speak to the National Convention or the Revolutionary Commune of Paris.
Leave that to me.
Look for nests of vampires.
When Erzsebet's army attacks,
we don't want another front opening up inside the city.
If there are nests, destroy them.
Why aren't we coming with you?
I've told you what I need you to do.
Do I have to say it again?
[gasps in surprise]
He's angry with himself. Not you.
Are your ancestors still shouting at you?
No.
They're here,
but they're quiet.
I'm glad my ancestors don't try to talk to me.
If they're anything like Juste, they'll all be insufferable.
[Annette laughs]
I've known I'm a Belmont and what that means since...
[melancholy music plays]
...since I could form words.
Fighting evil, serving some kind of higher purpose.
But then I watched Olrox kill my mother,
and I understood the bitter fucking truth.
My mother died for absolutely nothing.
Actually, she died because I tried to help her,
which meant she had to protect me, and that's what got her killed.
My whole life since then, I told myself it was so I could live.
As if I was the higher purpose.
[Richter scoffs]
What a dick.
My mother died protecting me, too.
It didn't make it my fault, Richter.
[eerie music plays]
Richter.
Vampires.
- [vampires hiss, snarl] - [woman gasps] No!
- [woman] Ah! - [vampire hissing]
[eerie music continues]
[vampires munching]
[whip whooshes]
[vampires gasp]
[music building]
[music crescendos, fades]
[Richter pants]
[mysterious music plays]
[footsteps slowly approaching]
[ominous music plays]
[eerie sting]
[music fades]
[dramatic sting]
[eerie whooshing]
I know who you are.
Old Man Coyote.
Mephistopheles, or some other name.
I know what promises you make, and how tempting they are.
And I could make good use of a powerful patron.
But this doesn't belong in this world.
And nor do you.
[ghostly screams]
[dramatic music plays]
[music fades]
[mysterious music plays]
[Juste] Are you trying to conjure something?
Or just staring into the abyss?
I know you think I did a terrible thing,
killing my own father.
You're a very powerful magician, Maria.
Especially for one so young.
But you draw your magic from an ancient source
which perhaps you don't fully understand.
Oh, because you understand everything about fire and ice.
[Tera] He deserved to die.
[Maria gasps]
[haunting music plays]
Maria, be careful.
It feels good... to have such power.
To control such powerful forces.
To have power over life and death.
It shouldn't feel good, Maria.
The world can be a dark place, full of horror.
But if you surrender to the darkness,
what's the point in living?
[melancholy music plays]
None of us counts for much.
All of us will be forgotten eventually.
But there's something miraculous about us being here at all.
To see this world.
Breathe its air.
Smell the forest at night.
Feel the sun on our skin.
If we're still able to do that...
there is a point in living.
And maybe there's even more point in living forever.
[ominous music playing]
He's right. This was different.
Killing my father.
This was murder.
I can never go back to who I was.
- But I could be with you forever. - [dramatic sting]
[Tera gasps]
- [eerie music building] - [heart beating]
Get away from her, Tera.
It's my life. I choose what to do with it.
[wind whistling]
[thuds loudly]
[creature snarling]
[gasps softly]
- [music fades] - [thuds loudly]
Stop, Maria!
[creature shrieking]
[Tera] Send it back.
My darling, send it back.
This is not what I want.
And it's not what you want either.
- [blackness whooshing] - [creature snarls]
[Tera] I love you, Maria.
With all my heart.
[tense, pensive music plays]
All I want is to be close to you.
But if you're to find yourself again,
it can't be with me.
Where are you going?
Goodbye, my darling girl.
[gentle, haunting music plays]
I need to find myself, too.
Take care of her.
Mom.
Mom!
Mom, please don't leave me!
Please!
[grunts]
[sobbing] Please don't leave me!
["Si dolce รจ'l tormento" by Monteverdi plays on acoustic guitar]
[Edouard singing in Italian]
- [night creatures snarling gently] - [Edouard continues singing]
[night creatures groaning sadly]
[Edouard continues singing in falsetto]
[Erzsebet] What do I care if they grieve for their fucking Forgemaster?
Drolta will be back soon, and she will deal with them.
[continues singing]
[groans]
This chรขteau bores me.
I wish to be worshiped.
But not here.
[Edouard singing final high note]
- [squelch] - [vampire groans in pain]
- [grunting] - [dramatic music playing]
[grunts]
[vampires panting]
[vampire hisses]
[tense music plays]
What the fuck is this place?
It could be a trap.
[rats squeaking]
This is the creepiest place I've ever been.
Are you scared?
Are you?
Because you don't have to worry. I'll protect you.
[footsteps retreating]
[eerie music plays]
[vampires panting]
- [snarling] - [grunting]
[dramatic music playing]
- [vampire grunts] - [music fades]
There's a war going on.
Why don't we let other people worry about that for now?
[Maria sighs] No.
There's a war.
We have to go and fight in it.
[Mizrak] ...nor standeth in the way of sinners
But his delight is in the law of the Lord
And he shall be like a tree Planted by the rivers of water
I'm leaving.
Where are you going?
[Olrox] Home.
She'll see it as a betrayal, of course,
and one day she'll want her revenge.
The New World is vast.
Always somewhere else to go.
You should stay here and fight.
I know when a war is lost.
[melancholy music plays]
My people knew splendor which would make your head swim.
Great cities, vast palaces,
magnificent temples to honor our terrifying gods.
When we first saw the Spanish Christians, we laughed.
How could they threaten us?
But I remember the moment when I knew.
In the fires which destroyed Tenochtitlan,
I knew that it was over.
And our terrifying gods could do nothing to save us.
Perhaps your gods were the problem.
[Olrox grunts]
When the Spanish conquered you,
you were still human?
Yes.
One of them made me a vampire.
Something else they brought with them from the Old World.
Come with me.
And spend a lifetime running from her?
No.
[Olrox sighs]
Then take care in the battle to come.
If you have a soul, Olrox,
and maybe you do,
I hope it finds peace.
[music fades]
[ominous music plays]
[footsteps approach]
[man] Huh?
[men grunting]
[Alucard] Time was, when I came to Paris,
vermin like you knew who I was.
Paris was dirtier then.
Even dirtier.
Only vampires with a taste for adventure came to feed in the backstreets.
Most of them preferred the safety of palaces.
Now, of course, you think you've found a purpose.
- [tense music playing] - A calling.
A goddess.
But she's nothing but a vulgar parvenue with a taste for young flesh.
[growls]
[vampire] Mm.
[vampire chuckles]
[vampire snarls]
- [blade whooshes, pierces] - [groans]
[groaning]
- [dramatic music playing] - [vampires grunting]
[vampire grunts]
[groans]
[vampire growls]
[all straining]
[man groans]
[man] Reason and the public interest began the revolution.
- Intrigue and ambition have halted it. - [Alucard] Hmm.
[man] The majority desires the good,
but it neither knows the means to reach this goal,
nor the obstacles that distance them from it.
All the enemies of the Constitution borrow the name and language of patriotism
to spread error, discord, and false principles.
- It is thus that public opinion is... - [men murmuring]
[eerie music plays]
...excited.
Sorry to interrupt your riveting speech, Monsieur Robespierre,
but quite soon, this city is going to be attacked by an army of vampires.
- [dramatic sting] - [men gasp]
[Alucard] Vampires and demons, actually.
I can help you prepare to fight.
[men murmuring, whispering]
[music fades]
[night creatures snarling softly]
[gentle music plays]
Why do you sing?
Because then I am free.
And so is everyone who wishes to listen.
But we're not free.
And if you keep singing, they will cut out your tongue.
Then we should all sing together
and cut off their heads.
[dramatic music plays]
[dramatic music continues]
[people cheering, whistling]
[horse neighs]
[eerie music plays]
Your Abbot, as you know,
is dead.
Murdered by a revolutionary.
Your Abbot compared me to Joan of Arc.
But I am not like her.
She was defeated, burned like a witch.
I will burn all your enemies.
All your oppressors.
Burn them all to ash.
I am the one who wields the knife.
- [eerie music building] - Daughter and slayer of the Sun.
[music crescendos]
[ominous music playing]
[gasps softly]
I am she who dances on blood!
[people cheering, applauding]
It's been so long, mighty goddess.
So long.
But at last, you can be whole.
[cheering and applause continue]
[ominous music building]
[music crescendos]
[fire crackling]
[music fading]
I wish I knew what they want of me, the spirits.
- Pity they don't just tell you. - [chuckles softly]
- [sighs] - [Richter chuckles]
Is your mother there?
Is mine?
Could she be?
Yes, I think so.
Every spirit.
Our mothers, too.
What was she like, your mother?
[chuckles softly]
Brave, committed.
Loving.
She taught me to fight.
She taught me everything.
Absolutely everything I know.
Weird coincidence, or something.
Both of us forced to watch our mothers murdered.
I know we're not really the same.
I know I can't imagine what you've been through.
[gentle music plays]
The world's changing so fast.
Belmonts, we're something from the past.
Maybe there's no place for us anymore.
[melancholy music plays]
[music becomes hopeful]
I'm sure there's a place in the world for you.
Part of everyone is always there.
When I speak to Cรฉcile, my teacher,
I meet her in the spirit world.
We can do that because part of us is already there.
What if that's true for Sekhmet?
We know about the ba and the ka, the blood and the mummy's heart.
But what if part of Sekhmet is there in the spirit world?
A third soul.
Of course.
[ghostly whooshing]
They want me to go into the spirit world and find the soul of Sekhmet.
[mysterious music plays]
[gasps softly]
Yes.
That's what they want.
[dramatic music building]
[music crescendos, fades]
[somber, haunting music plays]
[music fades]
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