All language subtitles for The.Countess.2009.1080p.BluRay.x264-CiNEFiLE

Based in the life of
Countess Erzebet Bathory
(1560-1614)

History is a tale told by the victors
Who are the victors?

Barbaric warriors, mad kings,
and greedy traitors

Maybe most of our histories are made
of fables fabricated by those glorious victors

This is the story of Countess Erzebet Bathory.

Not just history remembers her
but also how I remember her

Countess Erzebet Bathory was born into one of the
Hungary's most illustrious families in 1560.

Your future wife.

She was promised to
Ferenc Nadasdy at birth.

Erzebet, come here

They stole a horse that
deserved to be punished.

History tells us, from very early age,
Erzebet learned to be fearless...

unfeeling...

curious...
- The seed will turn into a big tree one day.

...and pitiless.

Why is it? when you put someone under
the ground they do not grow like seed?

The seeds are alive, whereas people
we buried under ground are dead.

- But if we bury them alive?
- They suffocate and die.

So we get eaten by worms.

The body melts away but the
soul passes on to heaven or hell.

You will go to heaven just like your Papa.
The soul is eternal my dear.

If it was not, I would have to
raise an army to conquer death.

He is so lovely,
I want him to be my husband.

When he reaches his marring age,
you will be old and worn.

Count Nadasky will be your husband.

I beg you not to harm him.
I love him, Mother.

You'll learn that the only love you should feel
is to our lord. You should respect your husband.

But as for peasants and servants
you must never fornicate with them.

Your peasant will die as he deserves
and you will stay in your room

so no one knows of your silly mistake.

- It is a boy.
- Leave.

But Mother, my child.

She was married to Ferenc Nadasky at 15.

Her mother died soon after.

Erzebet managed her estate masterfully.

Soon many noble families from kingdoms of
Bohemia to Poland were indebted to her and her husband

She even lent a large sums
of money to the king himself.

She gave Nadasky 3 children.
The first child was born 10 years into the union.

She hardly spent any time with her husband.

In less than 50 years,

the Turks have slaughtered and enslaved
half the population of Hungary.

Nadasky and his men were the
only warriors they feared.

Erzebet founded a hospital for the poor.

But ## said, that many of them never came out alive.

They were devoted protestants.

Erzebet believed many heretic theories.

Darvulia, who some claimed was witch,

managed Erzebet's wealth so well

that some believed she knew
the recipe for making gold.

The combination of Nadasky's military prowess

and Erzebet's intelligence and unbending will

quickly made them the most feared, respected
and powerful family in the kingdom..

The Countess

- Good afternoon, my King.
- Good afternoon, Dear Count Nadasky.

Your majesty, I have come to demand
my pay for the last year of war.

Of course, you are welcome to
stay for a few days if you wish

while we gather the amount.

- We'll having executions all day tomorrow.
- Uhm, unfortunately, I have no time to wait.

- I must leave before night fall.
- What a shame.

Half in gold, half in talers will do.

Good day, My King.

A gift from the King.

With what he still owes us,
he should have gotten me the holy grail.

Mother, Father is back.

- Please leave the room... Now.
- Leave.

I brought you my pay. And...

Oh, thank you dad, a bird.

- I feel a bit sick.
- It is the wine.

My head hurts.

You're burning up.

Let me get Darvulia. She will
surely have a good remedy for you.

I do not need the help of Satan.

More.

You saved me, my love.

I can see the beautiful morning light.

I am sorry dear, but he is gone.

Count Ferenc Nadasky
was a good husband and father.

But above all, a great warrior.

Today he's standing joyfully with Jesus
at the right hand of the God.

Soon we will be with him
at their side for eternity.

I will send the soldiers back to war.

You will manage Cachtice while I'm gone.

I must bring the children
to a safer place

and show the Court
Ferenc's death has not weakened me.

- Are we ever coming back, Mother?
- Of course, but for now you will stay in Vienna.

You will learn music, French and Latin
with the best teachers.

And aunt Klara will take you to
see plays and fireworks.

- Fireworks?
- Yes.

- You see it is essential to pay soldiers well.
- I know, dear countess.

But the peasants who escape the slaughter
are dying of hunger.

Please, have patience and
allow me to pay you later.

- It should be difficult for me to...
- Should I assign a guardian to manage your estate?

You know I disapprove of a widow
handling her lands alone.

I can manage perfectly well.

You know, my husband had
little to do with such matters.

Well, then you can sell some land,
hire younger men and pay them less.

I am not too keen to impoverish
my estate and send children to war.

But if you demand it, I will.

I will keep the Turks out of what is
left of Hungary no matter what it costs me.

You are my best ally.

Dear Miss, I'm delighted you decided
to leave your little angels with me.

It would not be fair to
keep them at Cachtice.

Your husband's death must have been
a dreadful shock to them.

Indeed. To die so fast, and in bed.

He probably caught a shameful illness
come from one of those Turkish whores.

Last time my husband
visited from the battle front,

his little skin dagger
almost fell off.

Not a great loss from
what you've told me.

Dear Countess Bathory, I heard the king
owes you so much from Nadasky.

He, therefore, could not afford
to pay you for more than a year.

Yes, the King owes me a fortune
which is to my advantage.

But might you not perhaps take offence
in such wealth since you are a protestant?

Our king openly tolerates protestants.

Thank you, Count Thurzo.

It is my right not to share my
possessions with the Catholic Church.

For centuries, your friends in Rome
have orchestrated countless

murders of innocents,
especially women.

It'll surprise me.

Are you defending witches, Countess?

Please, this conversation is boring me!

I apologize.

I was just asking the Countess
about her admirable wealth.

Ne posez pas de questions que
vous connaissez deja la response.

My little niece knows six languages,
including ancient Greek.

It is possible for a woman's mind

- to be sharper than a man's?
- Of course it is.

But I have heard that their emotions are

always get best of them, so their
intelligence is ultimately... wasted.

I agree that most women are weak.

And it is in the area of heart
that the weakness seems to lie.

A man's weakness is located
in a lower place of the body.

At somewhat less noble part.

I think men and women are
both equal and different.

- Equal? That is a very bold statement.
- You do not listen, Bishop.

My cousin said ## different.

We all have our strengths and weaknesses.

What are your weaknesses, Countess?

I am woman. I love beautiful
dresses and gold jewelry.

Just like you, dear Bishop.

Are you sure the woman at Cachtice
can manage your estate wisely?

Darvulia is young, but she's been
more than wise in maintaining my wealth.

She is the most knowledgeable
woman in the land.

- After you.
- Of course.

I've heard you earned a
large amount of money recently.

Yes, a very profitable transaction.

It did cost the life and
freedom of many Bohemian peasants.

Everything has its price.

- Turkish lines are quite near your castle.
- Indeed.

Don't you feel endangered to
stand alone near the wars?

- I'm not alone and the war is my duty.
- Have you considered remarrying?

Our union would make us the most powerful.

Dear Gyorgy, you know very well, it would
be improper for me to marry you.

You are a Count by marriage whereas
nobility has been in my blood for centuries.

I know your cousin. All I'm saying is if you
feel yourself in need, you can always count on me.

What matters is that we are
all united against the Turks.

Of course.

We must leave for the ball, Erzebet.
Dear Count, will you join us?

Unfortunately I am leaving for
Prague early tomorrow.

What a shame.
Have a good journey then.

- Did he dare to ask you?
- Of course.

I knew it. He insisted on coming.

I am not fond of his manners.
He's always wearing last year's fashion.

Do not marry him.

Safe journey.

There is that French doctor I want you to meet.
He would like to visit your hospital.

I am afraid it has become more of
mass grave than a hospital lately.

Also, there's an astronomer that says that the earth
is not moving in a circle around the sun

but all over the place. Maybe
that is why I've been so dizzy lately.

- Countess Erzebet Bathory.
- Enchante de votre renconnaisance.

- Je suis tres intresse a attende votre hospice. Madam.
- Bien sur, comme vous voulez.

Excuse-moi.

Do you happen to know
who that young man is?

Istvan Thurzo. Gyorgy's only son.

- He moved back to Vienna recently.
- He was a child just yesterday.

Yesterday?
Then do not wait too long.

He might grow old and bald
before the night is over.

- Klara.
- Istvan.

We had dinner with your father,

but unfortunately he
could not join us to the ball.

I would like you to meet my little niece.

I do not think I've had the
pleasure of meeting you before.

Oh, would you excuse me.

Pleased to meet you, Count Thurzo.
I knew your later mother quite well.

She was lovely... I am Countess Bathory.

- Countess Erzebet Bathory?
- Yes. What have you heard about me?

That everyone respects and fears you.

- Forgive me...
- I do not object to being feared.

- Do I inspire fear in you?
- Not at all.

I'm so very honored to meet you.

And I you.

- I am awfully sorry about Count Nadasky.
- It was a dreadful shock to my children.

It might a manner to ask, but does
your widowhood forbid you to dance?

No.

- You're a good dancer for one so young.
- I am not that young, I'm 21.

Oh, 21?

- Would you care to dance the next one?
- I need a moment to myself.

- He is in to my taste.
- Much more exciting than his father, isn't he?

- Are you going to have an affair?
- Perhaps.

You must.

- Every word he speaks seems so sincere.
- Well, he might be sincere.

Ever since his mother died,
He's being very devoted to study ##.

The Italian countess he was about to marry
died before they even met.

Now, his father has found him
a new wife in Denmark.

Istvan has spent very
little time in the court.

You mean he still has
chance to go to heaven?

He has not yet been corrupted by power?

A genuine and virtuous young man.
How lovely.

- What are you looking at?
- Sorry.

- Do you find them pretty?
- Pardon?

- My lips.
- Yes. That is...

- Do you wish to kiss them?
- No!

No?

- Oh, yes...
- Then why do you not?

- In front of everyone?
- Do you care?

You have arrived.

- Why are you shaking?
- I do not know.

You must rest.

I do not believe I will be able
to rest until we meet again.

I have to ride back tomorrow.

May I see you earlier so I can spend
every moment with you before you leave?

Every moment?

It is only because I know what I feel.

- You can meet me at my aunt's villa before noon.
- Thank you.

I must go before I lose my mind.

Wait... do you have to go?

Since we will meet in the morning,
and we only have less than a day.

I know what we've done is sinful,
but it does not feel wrong in the heart.

My heart feels warmer than ever.

- Was I careful?
- You have nothing to worry about.

Kissing you feels like making love to you.

- And making love to you feels like...
- Like what?

I cannot find words to describe it.

Is it not strange to think as we enjoying
us today, warm each other's arms

others are dying at war?

We are in hand of God's

Let us rejoice we are
not ones dying in war.

It is morning.
I'm to leave soon.

Must you travel today?

I have many matters to
attend to at Cachtice.

War is a messy job for a lonely woman.

I understand.

I will have my valet bring you letter
every week until we meet again.

Be careful, they cost
me fortune in Vienna.

I have this one made
for you, my dear.

I have so much to tell you.

I had an affair with a young man.
It was so lovely.

Good.

Do you have more of that ointment
to make my skin softer?

Softer for that young man?

- Lust, it will gain you nothing.
- It's not lust, not this time.

I have never felt this way.
Even when I was a girl.

- I thought you were strong.
- That is only love, not the sign of weakness.

- It is the most noble feeling known to man.
- Assuming he is the one.

You should see his skin.
So soft, so perfect.

Is it him you're fond of or
just the texture of his young skin?

Do not be a witch!

- How old?
- 21.

- Who is he?
- Istvan Thurzo.

His father wishes for their
bloodline to by tied to mine.

Are you planning for asking for his hand?

Keep him as a lover, if you wish,
but do not forget your rank.

- He is 21 while you're soon to be 39.
- He's very mature for his age.

Of course he is.

Erzebet, young people change
their mind all the time.

He can have any woman.

I am not enjoying your company
today you old hag!

I am your servant as always.

But I remind you that
I am younger than you.

Enough!

Time has no respect for beauty.

Countess, a letter.

Erzebet, you know I will marry soon.

Yes, I have heard.

It hurts me to even think
I got to touch another woman.

Istvan, marry her, have children...
and be my lover always.

But I will be so far away.
And I want to be only yours.

No other woman could mean
anything to my heart.

- To your heart?
- Yes.

I have never felt this way.

Is it a sin to love
someone in this manner?

When I am with him,
I feel joy and beauty.

When I am away from him, I feel
pain as hundreds of tigers

are tearing
apart my entire body.

- His soul is in a better place.
- Whose?

- Count Nadasky's.
- Of course.

It is such an honor to have you
pray in our humble village church.

And thank you again for
your generous donation.

It was nothing, father.
God has given me so much.

Countess, you shouldn't
be out here. It is so cold.

- I'm waiting for a letter.
- Must be a very important letter.

- Very.
- What a beautiful dress.

- What's your name?
- Pola.

Here, take it. It's yours.

Go now. Leave the Countess alone.

It has been over a week and
I have not received his letter yet.

You have to be careful
what you wish for.

Your two destinies could be tied
in a manner that you did not expect.

It is my desire.

- And more if the magic work soon.
- Gold is not the main thing that binds me to you.

And you can spend your nights with me.

I will need something of his.
Something he gave you preferably.

Just for tonight.

My beautiful love what
a fool I was to worry.

Your messenger was simply delayed.

He will meet me at von Varad
ball in a week.

I shall leave tomorrow.

- So soon?
- I will visit the children.

Dear Countess, you looked even more splendid

than in the paintings I've seen of you.

- I am Count Dominic Vizakna.
- Flattery is a secret enemy I've heard.

Is seduction merely one of you hobbies
or your life's main occupation?

Forgive me for intruding,
but you seem somewhat morose.

I suppose I cannot hide
my emotions very well.

Can I help you feel
better in anyway?

I am afraid the reason for
my pain isn't curable.

Then it can only be that
horrible sickness called "love".

Truly this person
does not deserve your love

if he is capable of
hurting such gracious women.

A noble man is looking for you, Countess.

I missed you so.

I'm not be able to see
you for long tonight.

- I have important matters to deal with.
- It's late, what is it?

I will leave from Vienna with you
tomorrow at mid day.

To your castle.
I would to stay with you.

Very well I could visit
my children early... but

I will be with you not late
than mid day. I promise.

Wait! Is there a reason for
your haste you not tell me?

I must know what is it.

Is it that you do not feel the
same as you did a month ago?

I do feel the same.

And the next few days
will prove my true devotion.

Dear Countess, he is
not worthy of your love.

- You are wrong about him.
- Will you like company tonight?

Do you not see the lines on my face?
I have no time to play, good night!

Dear Istvan. I have waited,
and you've given me no sign.

Young people often change their minds...

...because they think they
have all the time in the world.

Often death takes us before we
have had chance to taste love.

Because when love was right in front of us,
we were too busy looking for it elsewhere.

Please tell me I was not fooled,
and your feelings were true.

- You have no right to keep me in this room.
- You disobeyed me and met with her again.

- She has being waiting for me since yesterday.
- I've found out about your foolish plan to escape with her.

She has countless minions, you
are just one of many, my son.

I do not believe she feels the same about
me as she does about her other lovers.

You got what you wanted from her.

- Everything that is conquered is destroyed.
- Conquered?

If the goal was to honor Countess Bathory,
yes, the goal was reached, more than once.

But unlike you, I do not see anything
destructive in the act of love.

We are not talking about a lands to
conquer or a competitor must be bested.

We are talking about a kind woman
and a very noble feeling we share.

The same noble feeling you
share with Baroness von Kraj?

You know very well that I have not
seen von Kraj, since I met Erzebet.

I do love her, father.

Love is a myth to keep the minds of young
peasants and virgins occupied with a dream.

- It has no place in our world.
- In your world!

I do not understand you though.
It would be beneficial for you if I married Erzebet.

So you could grand me a
tiny portion of her land?

She never marry you.
Your blood is not noble enough.

- You are leaving today for Denmark.
- I will not.

Would you like to know how
grieved the Countess is?

She is already in the
company of Count Vizakna.

- You know his reputation?
- That is a lie.

They met two days ago and
not left each other since.

You have already been forgotten.

If you are wise, everything that
is mine will be yours one day.

Have a good journey.

Guards...

This man will stay with you until
he decide not to disobey me again.

My father had arranged my marriage to the
daughter of a wealthy Danish trading partner.

I was married Hanne Aagesen against my will.

It was only a year later, on his death bed,

that my father confessed me
some of the truth about Erzebet.

But I arrived so late to decide,

that I could only understand
a few words between his screams.

I heard just enough to realize it was
known the Countess is made of many lies.

In fact, Almost all I know about
her from that day on, I was told.

Count Vizakna is waiting for answer.

I am so honored you have
agreed to spend time with me.

and surprised you wish to ride.

- Which part of the kingdom you were born in?
- In the castle of Bekov.

There are amusing rumors about the castle.

A noble family that only lives at the night
and eats newborns so I've heard.

It is because of a skin condition
that afflicts most of my family,

we're not fond of the sunlight.

But do not worry.
I do not feed on newborns.

Have you read that book
about Turkish customs?

They drink the blood of our
boys to take on their strength.

I have not read it, but I'm
not surprised to hear such infamy.

Your young friend wasn't in
such hurry the other night.

Yes, I have not heard from him since.
I concerned he may got him hurt or...

I saw him just this morning
near San Nicholas with a friend.

He seemed quite well.

- A friend?
- Yes.

- A woman?
- No.

She was too young to be called a woman.

- Probably his little sister.
- He has no little sister.

- Oh.
- Maybe you were right about him.

I did not even get a word of apology.

Making me wait all day.

You old witch!
Your repulsive look scared my horse.

Powerful now, but soon
you will look like me.

- And then you shall see.
- How dare you. Out of my sight!

Countess, you cannot let someone who
insults you in this manner go unpunished.

- Did someone bring a letter when I was away?
- No, Countess.

Disdress me. This makes
me look olden one.

I wish to change, now.

I wish to pray and fess until he answers
my letter. Leave me to myself.

Dear Lord, why are you punishing me?

How can you give me this beautiful
love and take it away from me so fast?

Water alone will not keep you alive very long.

Erzebet, it has been 3 weeks.

If you let yourself die, what will
happen to your land and children.

I do not know.

I do not understand how a strong
woman can afford such weak young man?

He is not weak.
He is so pure and kind.

Before I met him, my life was
meaningless, I have no idea.

News from Cachtice.

- The Countess is ill.
- Ill?

- Sounds she got mad, she's heartbroken.
- Istvan?

Their silly love affair might
infect service in some way.

I thought it will be wise
to take hold of this.

Although it was no small cost.

Soon my son would well fully into melancholy.
He is naturally like his mother.

He has inherited so little of my character.

What I want is proof of
her lunacy... at any cost.

I shall kill him!

He just plays with me. Who is he?

A son of a whore in ##

He wrote about a young married woman.
The Baroness von Kraj.

Only 17 and very pretty.

He says he loves her more
than anything in the world.

That his heart will only be hers.

He writes that he's sorry that he mistook his
feelings of admiration and respect for love.

That I reminded him so
much of his late mother!

Look!

Smooth and flawless.

Even if she smells like hog shit,
any man will choose her over me.

Erzebet, forget about him. I beg you!

How?

A man dressed in black at
the door, asking for you.

- A young man?
- Count Dominic Vizakna, he says.

- Should we let him in?
- Of course.

I wish to see him alone.

- What brings you here so late?
- I do not like travel during the day.

You frightened my maids.
All my soldiers are at war.

We are careful about who we let in here.

I have brought you that book of
Turkish customs I was telling you about.

Traveled a long way to bring me a book?

It concerned me to hear nothing
from you ever since that afternoon.

I've been quite busy.

The truth is I could not wait
any longer to see you again.

Let me show you other ways to use this belt.

And someone might find
it's more suited to his taste.

When my father first told me of the
nature of her liaison with Dominic Vizakna

I could not believe she was
capable of such decadence.

- Did you truly enjoy that?
- Yes.

- How can you?
- You do not now

because you do not have
taste for receiving pain.

- Did you enjoy inflecting though?
- I am not sure.

I wish to be your servant... always.

I am not young and foolish.
I mean what I say.

I wish to be alone.

I came to tell you I did not
like the man visit in the night.

I was such a fool to
believe in Istvan's love.

I was just too old to be loved.

But it is not true.

Maybe I should never have shown
my face during the daylight.

Look at me. I am rotting.

- She was right.
- Who?

The old witch in the park.
She put a curse on me.

Your ointments are no longer effective.
Make something that works!

Erzebet, I will not have you
talking to me in this manner.

What do you looking at?
Come and brush my hair.

It's bad enough my face has wrinkles.
Now you want me bald like old man?

Look at what you've done!

Leave! Leave!

No one knows what she
saw in the mirror.

Is because the soft morning light had merely
illuminated her face in an unusual manner,

of if her reason had weakened.

Thank you, my Lord.

You can stay at the castle.
We'll take care of you until you're healed.

This is for you from the Countess.

The countess is a good woman.
I did pull her hair a bit hard.

Dorothea, Susanna needs
you down in the kitchen.

- How old are you, my child?
- 16.

- Where is your family?
- In Nov¨¢ky.

- That's great far. Do you see them often?
- I visit them once a year.

Are you a virgin?

- Yes, Countess.
- Of course.

Feel better.

- The wound is completely healed.
- I told you to remove the skull every time.

I did, but it healed anyway.

Darvulia, come have a close look.

- I have not seen any difference.
- Nonsense.

Helena, Dorothea what you see?

- It looks smoother to me.
- Yes, yes, absolutely.

Yes, it is the Lord's
answer to my prayers.

Not only the look, but the
feel of my skin is incredibly different.

As if I were younger. I believe
it is because she is a virgin.

The purity of her blood seems
to be the reason why it is working.

It is a true miracle.

It is for your own good.

Did I kill you?

Almost.

I felt the cold breath of death and I
saw two doors open up to a bright light.

You mean heaven always opens a door for you?

I doubt you will go to heaven
with recognition of these games.

In fact I am sure to go to hell so why not
do exactly what I wish during my time here.

I am so fond of you that I could not
stay away from you for more than a week.

To my behavior to that old woman, I
thought you might have being frightened of me.

On the contrary. That old witch
deserved to die. You were too kind.

For what I thought she'd put a curse on me.

It's old and torn off.

You looked exceptional ravishing tonight.

- Tonight more than the other night?
- Yes, more than the day we met.

More than that afternoon in the park.

Tonight it seems the sun itself
is glowing from under your skin.

Now that I look closely,

it is quite magical.

Tonight you looked no more
than 20 years old.

I know.

Countess...

What is happening?

You are giving me something beautiful.
Something I had lost.

But when will you stop?

When you are empty, my child.
It is God's will.

It is said that it is
how the murder started.

To achieve her mad pursuit of
eternal youth and beauty,

she needed fresh blood,
more and more.

God, is it wrong to one
to stay beautiful and young?

All around you is beauty.

If only Istvan could see me today.

You seem to be only one that
cannot see the blood is working.

Fortunately, Dominic was there to notice

how different I've looked
ever since I started.

I will not trust a word
comes out from his mouth.

Will you stop this before
it is too late.

I tried to stop, but I already found it less alert.

I applied the blood again and I found an incredible
strength invading every part of my body.

The blood is not making you any younger.

On the contrary, you starting to smell of death.

- Leave.
- Your vanity will be your undoing.

And you impudence will bring yours.

- Leave and never come back.
- No, I care too much.

Is it true that you share
love only with women?

That makes you a virgin then.

There have been so many maids
died in the castle lately.

They were clumsy little geese.
Some cut themselves while cocking and got sick.

Others fell down the stairs.

- Here.
- Thank the Countess for me.

We shall stop bringing girls to church.

I know the Countess wants to give
them proper burials, but above all...

...the Countess wants fresh blood.

A quite invention.

I want make sure the witches around
here are bled before they are burned.

I have heard that the moisture in their
body keeps them from burning on the inside.

It is said that the cages
allowed her to bleed the girls

more effectively with very
little blood wasted.

The murders quickly multiplied. Witnesses
said she used to take ten girls a month.

I wrote Erzebet many letters
but never received one from her.

After I was assured of her
affair with Count Vizakna,

I stopped writing and resigned
myself to my fate.

What a staring jewel,
matches your beauty.

A token from the King Matthias
for my army's many victories.

- Must be exhausting to deal with war.
- Indeed. And it is costing me a fortune.

It is a shame that a beautiful woman
has to worry about such matters.

After all, it is said that the Queen
of England lost her looks just

because of her war with Spain.

- Do you care for me?
- No.

You are not beautiful enough.
Your features are almost like those of a Turk.

Oh, unlike Istvan?

- Do not say his name.
- Would you like me to kill him for you?

- Is he back?
- He is visiting Vienna, with his wife.

So, should I... be his death?

No.

- What are you looking for?
- I thought the Countess has sent you away?

I come here at night to watch over her.
Make sure no harm is done to her.

- You are a rat. I know who sends you.
- I am just here to please the Countess.

No, you are here to flatter
her worst side - her cruelty.

You are quite a beauty.

I did not know witches could
have such pretty features.

- Do not touch me with your poisonous hands!
- Not poisonous, soft and loving.

If you come back, you will die.

I will die? How would I die?

Will you ask Satan for
his gracious help?

Countess Bathory is the one who
keeps you from being burn at the stake.

But now it's clear that she is more
fond of me than she is of you. So...

...let us see who dies first.

Seasons passed and Erzebet
spent less and less time at court.

She would visit Vienna
only to see her children.

She claimed that she was
busy with the war,

but slowly the rumor spread
that she stayed at Cachtice

because of her evil practices.

Witnesses later claimed that the dead
girls were left in the woods around the castle.

And most of the bodies were never found.

Erzebet allegedly kept precise
record of every murder.

Her journals were presented as the main
proof against her at the trial.

Even though she denied
ever have written them.

My Lord, perhaps what I am doing is wrong.

The blood has given me rashes of late.

Maybe peasant blood is too rough for my skin.

Darvulia has called for you.
She is very ill.

Poisoned by her own venom no doubt.
I do not wish to see her.

Many girls have gone.

I found a body last year in
the forest, no blood left in her.

There are demons in there.

Maybe it is Bathory herself.

You have to do something.

Be sure you give it to the king himself.

My Lord, the demons are here.

How can you let this happen, my Lord?

I gave you so much.

He betrayed the Countess.
The King must not be informed.

Stop that messenger, Janos. Hurry.

Count Vizakna left early,
and one of you journals is missing.

He will not come back
now that he knows.

I should send someone
to kill that villain.

Yet, it would be wise.

I came to tell you that Darvulia has died.
She left a letter to you.

My love, do not let another
stranger into your castle.

You have given them the weapons to
destroy everything you have built.

I shall miss only one thing from your
world which is no longer mine.

Your soft kisses.

I have loved you always.

Erzebet, you have gone too far.

Everything that is alive
must die, and you too.

No matter what you do.

There is beauty in letting
time do its duty.

I wish to leave for Vienna
and visit my children.

You killed our priest, you demon.

Back to Cachtice!

Make sure the general gets it soon.

We need soldiers to protect us.

An angry crowd can be more
vicious than a pack of wolves.

Where is Janos? He has been gone for weeks.

You send him to get girls from far away.

Give me a mirror.

The blood is making me sick
but without it I am dying.

Bring me a virgin. Even a boy.

No, no boys. God created them in His image.

Countess.

This is the only
girl we could find.

She is not too healthy,
but she is a virgin.

- How old are you, my sweet?
- Twelve, I think.

- You do not know?
- I was found, Countess.

- So you have no family?
- No.

They feed me when I
clean up the pig sty.

Come.

Pola, I remember you.

Come.

I wish to tell you something.

Pola, run away.
Run, leave this castle.

Run, or I will kill you.

Pola!

After my father's death,
I found records of

large sums of money
sent to Dominic Vizakna.

As well as a letter mentioning
women of lower nobility who

disappeared around that time.

- Who are you?
- I am Kasia from Rosenheim.

My parents find you
and punish you for this.

- How old are you?
- 15.

- Are you a virgin?
- Yes, of course.

And you?

I'm 22 and I am married.
I am the Baroness von Kraj.

Janos, I kill you.

You have brought a married woman.
She is of no use to me.

And her husband will be
looking for her.

I would like to know why we have
been brought here by force?

I will punish the traitor
myself who got us into this.

- Did you say "Kraj"?
- Yes.

Kraj, how lovely to meet you.

You are right. My husband will
be looking for me.

Not if I have a letter of
farewell brought to him,

confessing your run away
with your lover.

Istvan Thurzo, is it not?

You are mad. I have not
seen Istvan in many years.

But I remember a rumor...

...about an illustrious countess,
who was fallen madly in love with him.

And gave herself to him so easily.

Could you possibly be Erzebet?

Collect the blood before it is wasted.

It is no manners to put us out
of bed in the middle of the night.

I did not want to wait
too long because...

...of the smell.

We are not sure how many have perished this way.
Maybe hundreds over the past years.

Not a drop of blood left in the poor girls.

And our mother has been using her
hospital to justify the numerous deaths.

- I wish to visit mother and see for myself.
- This is just one of many.

Would you wish to see more?
Most of them are in much poorer shape.

- I am not going.
- But you are the man, you must.

- I am not going either.
- Well I'm not going alone.

Your Majesty...

There are reports that girls have been

disappearing near the Countess
Bathory's castle for a few years.

Many peasants have come all the way to
Vienna claiming that hundreds have died.

The girls have been tortured
before their death.

- I see nothing wrong in that.
- And bled to death.

Many are claiming Countess Bathory is
assisted by witches and blood-thirsty demons.

Witches and Demons?
The Countess Bathory involved in witchcraft?

Possibly.

Her strength always seemed unnatural.
Her army is mysteriously invincible.

Probably driven by some spell?
It's fascinating.

A priest was found dead as well.

If the Countess is proven
to be guilty of using witchery,

you will be cleared of your debts
to her and can seize her estate.

Sign this and I shall send men to
investigate murders of Cachtice.

Every month, I signed dozens of
death warrants for those witches.

And it becomes worse than plague.
When does it stop?

When men become wise.

Which will not be soon.

The King has heard of the murders and
suspects Bathory of witchcraft.

We must send our men today.

Her children signed the agreement.

They are eager to get their share.

Perhaps she will be charged with murder.

I assured her children that witchcraft
would not be mentioned at her trial.

So her estate cannot be seized by the King.

To allow her to decrease her
possession to whomever she wishes.

The king was going to hear of
her... doing soon enough,

and... her children would be
in completely destitute.

She has little choice but to sign this...

...in order to protect her children.

The agreement entitles you
to take over her land...

...and the extraordinary army she and
her husband established over the years.

I see you have doubts. But the truth is
that hundreds of young women have died.

Peasant girls first, but noble women have
vanished now also right near her land.

- You used to know one of them.
- Yes. But why send me?

As I recall, you were once quite
close to Countess Bathory.

As I recall, you were not
very pleased about it.

- Why not send him?
- She will kill me.

I believe you are the one too,
to take care of this matter, my son.

And she is very cautious.
It would be easier for you to approach her.

- Can I say no?
- No.

You saw some of the girls
I found near her castle.

My body still bears the
scars of her lunacy.

- Would you care to see?
- No.

She is a murdereress.

I want everything taken care of before
the King can get to Cachtice.

This is for you, my son.

After this, you will be the most
powerful man in the Kingdom.

- After you.
- Of course.

We are leaving today.

Do not feel remorseful.

She begged me to kill you,
not so long ago.

- Why did you not?
- She did not offer to pay me.

It is strange to think
that the hand that

once struck her
will soon strike her.

I will only strike her
if she's guilty.

You know which sin is worse?
Murder or greed?

We will soon find out.

In hell.

Beware of her.
She's mad.

And she will try to kill you.

Stop!

Dismount.

I wish to see her doings with my
own eyes before we arrest her.

They will stay here until
we send for them.

Do not fear, she only has
a few men protecting her.

It is not fear of facing a
murdereress that unsettles me.

The excitement of seeing her again
mixed with a sorrow of losing her forever.

Horsemen, 2 horsemen riding towards us.

Dorothea, my white dress.
Hurry.

You answered my prayers.

Dear Count Thurzo, what a
surprise after all this time.

What has it been?
Three years?

- Five.
- How quickly time flies.

Yes.

Let me ask you, how have you been, my Lady.

I have been quite busy
with this awful war.

So, what brings you here?

I was riding to Krakow when

my companion pointed out
your beautiful castle.

I thought maybe we could
stay one night... or even a bit longer.

I apologize about the flies.

My men left a horse rotting
outside the castle

and we have not been able
to get rid of them ever since.

- So you're married now?
- I was married for four years.

My wife died one year ago
bearing our first child.

It died soon after.

I am do sorry to hear that.

She was the daughter
of a powerful Danish merchant.

My father needed a
new trading allies.

I am truly happy about
your visit, dear Istvan.

I cannot tell you how often
I've wished for this day to come.

Why did God have us 20 years apart?

It will not stop me
from loving you.

Come to my room.

I have had a long journey.

Let me rest first.
Then I shall come to you.

I was so afraid you would say no.

Why did you have to break my
heart with that abominable letter?

What did I write in any of my
letters could have possibly upset you?

The one and only letter
I received from you...

...confessing your love for
the Baroness von Kraj.

Kraj used to be mine but after
I met you, I never saw her again.

And I certainly never sent such a letter.

My father... he must have
written it in my name.

How could I have doubted you?

I wrongly trusted my valet to deliver
the many letters I wrote to you.

Begging you to forgive me.

But I was sent away by force.

Let us be stronger than
your father's desperate

attempt to destroy
our beautiful love.

It's not too late.
Come.

No.

Why not?

Your hands are so cold.
Why are you shaking, my love?

It is the joy of seeing you again.

Do you know how long
I've been waiting for you?

I once lost my mind.

There is nothing more painful than feeling
betrayed by someone you love so deeply.

I once promised myself
to take revenge.

But when I saw you riding from afar...

...all my anger vanished
and all I felt was love.

No matter how much I cared for her,

another part of me believed
what I had heard and seen.

There was too much evidence,
too many witnesses,

for me to believe
she could be innocent.

Have you lost your mind?

You're here to find out about the cruel
murders, not to spend the night with her.

I'm so fond of her. I do not
believe she could hurt anyone.

Do not let her charm you.
She will eat you alive.

Perhaps if her heart had not be broken,
she would have not become who she is.

No one is to blame. God made her this
way or the devil more like.

Her evil was forged this way from birth.

- What if I disobeyed my father and escaped.
- Well, you didn't.

So we will never know.
Let us find out who she really is.

Let's find out something not good..

Master, you do not want to see this.

A pile of rotting corpses,
dismembered children.

Their eyes are eaten by worms.

The devil himself could
not be more effective.

Countess Bathory,
you are under arrest.

The accomplices have
confessed to all of the murders.

The girls were bled
to death in the cage.

Erzebet's servants' confessions
were made under torture.

The Countess herself was
absent for her own trial.

It was decided to hide
her uncontainable madness

and thus to protect her name.

Death by strangulation
is what they deserve.

As for that creature, decapitation.

He can hear but not speak.

Countess Bathory is condemned to be
wall up inside her bedroom for life.

A small opening will be left
to provide food and water.

No mirrors will be left in the room, in
order to punish the countess for her vanity.

Many witnesses have testified
to the murders and the atrocities

committed by the Countess
and her accomplices.

Bodies were found around Cachtice castle.
Some of them partially eaten by the Countess.

Also found were the journals written
by the Countess Bathory herself

documenting the murders in detail.

As well as letters from Darvulia,
the witch, heretical books,

and finally the cage
she tortured the girls in.

Even if it seems the Countess
may not have practiced witchcraft,

we do have one witness
who has confirmed that

he saw her copulating
with the devil himself.

All evidence will be destroyed
per the decision of Count Thurzo.

In order to keep the countess'
name as untainted as possible.

By signing this document,
the Countess

bequeaths all her possessions
to Count Gyorgy Thurzo.

Cachtice will be ceded
to her children.

The king is now cleared of any debts
to the Bathory Nadasky family.

Now, if the devil allows you to.
Sign this.

You have orchestrated this
masterfully, I must say.

You have murdered innocent women.

- Hundreds.
- Lies.

How many innocents have been
sacrificed in you pursuit of wealth?

I've seen persistence in
denying the truth only come from

that you are now be wrath of reason.

Unfortunately, not.
I will go to my grave completely sane.

Your tale merely confirms that
women are mad and vain.

And should not be given the right to rule.

Your fable will be keep the populace
occupied for very long time.

They will be terrified
of the blood-thirsty myth

that you made of me, and forget about
evils that are indeed very real.

Curse it, Erzebet, if it was not for me
you would have been burned at the stake.

My gratitude for sparing me a quick death.

And if it were not for you,
I would have never felt love.

Eternal love.

Is it not strange to think, as I
stand here today, sentenced to die alone...

...so many lovers are warm
in each other's arms.

Proceed.

God, you have abandoned me.

In war, hundreds are
killed and tortured

and they are left there to
rot and to feed the vultures.

And yet, we glorify our warriors.

We give them laurel and honors.

But I get a ##.
I cannot be humiliated this way.

Give me an illness
that will kill me fast.

I cannot do it yourself.
I must go to heaven. Amen.

God perhaps you are trying my faith.

Perhaps you are punishing me, because
I loved him more than I love you.

Man has created God in his image, which
gives them dominance over everything else.

Birds, lions, trees and women.

I wish I'd been born a man,
I would have killed thousands in battle

take over countries, burned witches.
I would've been a hero.

That is it.
You are nothing but a myth.

The Greeks created
gods for everything...

...because they could not figure out
why the sea, why love, why death.

Now we have created you to appease
and feed our fears and ignorance.

Because we have so many
questions and so few answers.

I have used you in prayers to
forgive myself for my horrible sins.

A proper burial or feeding
the wolves is the same thing.

Holy water is just dirty water.

Why am I so scared to die?

Because I do not believe in
you or in the eternity of the soul.

When I die, I shall rot.
And nothing will be left of me.

Love is the dagger that
stabbed me in the back.

If you are not a myth, absolve me of
my sins and give me blood to keep me young.

I thank you, my Lord.

- No coffin?
- Was a very cold winter, there's no wood left.

Look, her legs.

I don't want to touch her,
she's been dead for weeks.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

History is a tale told by the victors.
And that is what is left of her.

A tale of a mad murderess and
a blood-thirsty devil.

Was she really guilty
of all the murders, if any?

Or did my father fabricate
most of the evidence?

There is nothing in this world
you can be certain of.

All I know is whatever she was,

whatever crime she might
have been guilty of.

I loved her deeply, and
I believe she loved me.

But history does not
concern itself with that,

the truth has been sealed
behind the brick wall.

And time will soon bury us all.