The year, 1462. Constantinople had fallen.
Moslem Turks swept into Europe, threatening all of Christendom.
From Transylvania arose a Romanian knight.
Draculea.
On the eve of the battle, his bride, Elizabetha, -
- knew that he must face an insurmountable force -
from which he might never return.
Elizabetha...
The vengeful Turks shot a message into the castle.
It told of Draculea's death.
Elizabetha, believing him dead, flung herself into the river.
My prince is dead. All is lost without him.
May God unite us in heaven.
I've done everything you asked, Master.
All the preparations are in order. Everything.
I await your command, for I know -
that when the rewards are given, -
- I will be one of those who benefits from your generosity.
Thank you.
Renfield is deranged.
He's lost his mind, poor chap. Take over his foreign client, -
- this eccentric Count Dracula. He's buying up property in London.
Of course, sir. Thank you for your confidence.
This is a great opportunity, Harker. Leave for Transylvania immediately.
Opportunities such as this come but once in a lifetime.
May I enquire, what happened to Mr. Renfield in Transylvania?
Nothing... Personal problems.
Close these transactions, and your future with this firm is assured.
Yes, sir. I will give it my full attention.
We've waited this long...
- We can be married when I return. - Of course.
- I will write. - Jonathan...
- Jonathan, I love you. - I love you, Mina.
25th May, Budapest. Left Budapest early this morning.
We're leaving the West...
We're traveling to the far east of the country.
To the border of Transylvania, Moldavia and Bukovina -
- in the Carpathian mountains. One of the wildest areas of Europe.
My friend, welcome to the Carpathians.
I am anxiously expecting you.
At the Borgo Pass, my carriage will await you.
I trust yourjourney from London has been a happy one.
And I hope you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land.
Your friend... D.
Diary, 25th May. My dear Jonathan has been gone almost a week.
I wish we'd married before his departure, -
- but I am happy he was sent on this important mission.
It must be so nice to see strange countries.
I wonder if Jonathan and I shall ever see them together.
We're early, driver. No one is here.
I say, is the castle far?
Welcome to my home.
Enter of your own will and leave some of the happiness you bring.
- Count Dracula? - I am Dracula.
And I bid you welcome, Mr. Harker, to my house.
Come in.
You will, I trust, excuse me that I do not join you.
I have already dined and I never drink...
...wine.
An ancestor? I see a resemblance.
The order of the Dracul...
...is a dragon.
An ancient society pledging my forefathers -
- to defend the church against all enemies of Christ.
That relationship was not entirely... successful.
Oh, yes...
It is no laughing matter!
We Draculs have a right to be proud.
No devil was greater than Attila, whose blood flows in these veins.
Blood...
...is too precious a thing in these times.
The warlike days are over.
The victories of my great race are but a tale to be told.
I am the last of my kind.
I have offended you with my ignorance. Forgive me.
I long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London.
To be in the midst of the whirl and the rush of humanity.
To share its life, its changes... its death.
There. You, Count...
...are the owner of Carfax Abbey. Congratulations.
Your firm writes most highly of your talents.
They say you are a man of good... taste.
And that you are a worthy substitute to your predecessor, Mr. Renfield.
You may rely on me.
I'm curious. Why ten houses in such precise locations?
Is it to raise the market value?
Do you believe in destiny?
That even the powers of time -
- can be altered for a single purpose?
The luckiest man on earth is the one who finds... true love.
You found Mina. I thought she was lost.
We're to be married when I return. Are you married, Count?
Sir, are you married?
I was married once.
Ages ago, it seems. She died.
- I'm very sorry. - She was fortunate.
My life, at its best, is misery.
She will, no doubt, make a devoted wife...
...and you a faithful husband.
Come, write to your firm and any loved ones.
Say that it should please you to stay with me for a month.
A month? Do you wish me to stay so long?
I will take no refusal.
Diary. 30th May, 1897.
Jonathan does not want me to stay with Lucy while he is away.
If I become accustomed to the privileges of the Weston family, -
- he thinks I will not be content as the wife of a mere clerk.
But Lucy and I are friends.
She has never minded that I am only a schoolmistress.
Disgusting!
Mina...
Mina, you're always working.
Is your ambitious John Harker forcing you to learn that machine?
He could be forcing you into acts of passion on the parlour floor.
Lucy! You shouldn't talk about my fiancé in such a way.
There's more to marriage than carnal pleasures.
So I see... much, much more!
What is it, Lucy? I don't understand it.
Can man and woman really do... that?
- I did... only last night. - Fibber! You did not.
Yes, I did. Well, in my dreams.
Jonathan measures up, doesn't he? You can tell Lucy.
We've kissed, that's all.
He thinks he's too poor to marry me.
It's all the worse now that I'm visiting you... my rich friend.
Yes, but not one marriage proposal, and here I am almost 20...
Practically a hag!
Mr. Quincey P. Morris!
Look! What is that?
A Texan. Quincey P. Morris. He's so young and fresh.
- A wild stallion between my legs. - You're positively indecent!
I just know what men desire. Watch.
- Quincey, darling. - Miss Lucy...
You're as fresh as a spring rain.
Quincey, please let me touch it.
It's so big.
My dear, sweet little girl. I hold your hand, and you've kissed me.
Jack! Oceans of love...
Oh, my poor little baby!
Come over here, my poor little blossom.
My poor, little, brilliant doctor.
- What a naughty bear. - Arthur Holmwood, Esquire.
My darling.
I'm so sorry about your hat.
This is my snake dress.
Lucy is a pure and virtuous girl, but she does shock me sometimes.
Jonathan says a defect of the rich is that they say what they please.
But I admire Lucy and I'm not surprised men flock around her.
I wish I were as pretty and as adored as she.
You are the love of my life.
What manner of man is this?
R.N. Renfield, successful solicitor in the firm of Hawkins & Thompkins.
Member of the Wyndham Club.
He returns from business abroad in Transylvania -
- and suffers a mental breakdown. He's obsessed with some bloodlust.
George.
Wait here.
Would you care for an hors d'oeuvre, doctor, or a canapé?
- No, thank you. How are you? - Better than my love-sick doctor.
- Does my private life interest you? - Of course. All life interests me.
- Your diet is disgusting. - They're perfectly nutritious.
Each life that I ingest gives back life to me.
- A fly gives you life? - Certainly.
You'll eat molecules with chopsticks before I eat the lesser carnivorae.
I shall have to invent a new classification of lunatic for you.
What about spiders? Spiders eat the flies.
- Yes, spiders eat them. - What about sparrows?
- Yes... did you say sparrows? - Something larger perhaps?
Oh yes... A kitten. I beg you!
A little, sleek, playful kitten. Something I can teach.
Something I can feed. Don't refuse me.
Wouldn't you prefer a cat?
Yes! A big cat! My salvation depends upon it.
- Your salvation? - Yes, lives for the Master.
Master? What master?
The Master will come.
- He's promised to make me immortal. - How?
The blood is the life!
Blood is the life!
30th May, Castle Dracula. I think things that I dare not confess.
The way the Count looked at Mina's picture fills me with fear.
As if I have a part to play in a story that is not known to me.
I didn't hear you come in.
Take care. You cut yourself. It is more dangerous than you think.
A foul bauble of man's... vanity.
Perhaps you should grow a beard.
The letters I requested... have you written them?
Good.
Should you leave these rooms, -
- you will not go to sleep in any other part of the castle.
It is old and has many bad memories.
- Be warned. - I'm sure I understand.
Do not put your faith in such... trinkets of deceit.
We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England.
Our ways are not your ways.
And to you... there shall be many strange things.
I've seen strange things already. Wolves chasing me! A blue inferno!
Listen to them.
The children of the night.
- What sweet music they make. - Music? Those animals?
I did as Dracula instructed. I wrote three letters.
To the firm, to my family, and to my beloved Mina.
I said nothing of my fears, as he will read them, no doubt.
I know now that I am a prisoner.
Jonathan...
Jonathan, come to me.
Come.
Lay down. Lay back into my arms.
Lay back, Jonathan.
What is this? Charlatans!
Dearest Mina, all is well here.
The Count has insisted that I remain here for a month.
I can say no more, except I love you. Ever faithful, Jonathan.
The letters I have written have undoubtedly sealed my doom.
The Count's gypsies, loyal to the death to whomever they serve.
Day and night, they fill boxes with earth from the castle's cellar.
They are to be delivered to Carfax Abbey in London.
Why do they fill these boxes with earth?
I love him!
Mina, it's so wonderful. I've decided.
- I love him and I've said yes! - Finally.
- The Texan with the big knife? - No, to my number three.
Lord Arthur Holmwood. You're to be my maid of honour.
Mina, what is it? It's the most exciting day of my life.
- You don't seem to care. - I'm so worried about Jonathan.
This letter I received is so cold. It's not like him at all.
Mina, don't worry.
Captain's log, the Demeter. 27th June, 1897.
We picked up 50 boxes of earth bound for London, England.
We set sail at noon into a storm that seemed to come from nowhere, -
carrying us out to sea.
3rd July. Second mate is missing. Nearing Gibraltar.
Storm continues. Crew uneasy.
Believes someone or something is aboard the ship with us.
He is here! The master of all life is at hand!
Gather round! I am here to do your bidding, Master!
I have worshipped you from afar, but now you are near.
I am your slave. I await your command.
The Renfield case grows more interesting.
There is method in his madness, with his flies and spiders.
Had I the secret of even one such brilliant mind...
Lucy...
Lucy!
No, do not see me!
Lucy...
- I couldn't control myself. - You're dreaming. Sleepwalking.
My soul... It seemed to leave my body.
There was this agonizing feeling.
- I started shaking. - It's all right, you're dreaming.
It pulled me and lured me. I had no control.
Those red eyes. I still have the taste of his blood in my mouth.
Master, I'm here to do your bidding.
Master, I am here. I have worshipped you.
The vampire, like any other night-creature, -
- can move about by day, but during this time his powers are weak.
See the amazing cinematograph.
A wonder of modern civilization. The latest sensation.
The attraction of the century. The new wonder of the world.
See the amazing cinematograph.
See me.
See me now.
Escaped wolf still at large! Paper, sir?
Thank you, sir.
My humblest apologies. Forgive my ignorance.
I am recently arrived from abroad, and I do not know your city.
- As a beautiful lady... - Purchase a street atlas. Good day.
I have offended you.
I'm looking for the cinematograph. The wonder of the civilized world.
If you seek culture, visit a museum. London is filled with them.
A woman so lovely and intelligent should not be walking alone.
Do I know you, sir?
Are you acquainted with my husband? Shall I call the police?
Husband? I shall bother you no more.
Sir...
It is I who have been rude. If you're looking...
Permit me to introduce myself.
I am Prince Vlad of Sachait.
- A prince, no less. - I am your servant.
Wilhelmina Murray.
I am honoured, Madam Mina.
This way.
Mr. Holmwood asked me to stop by to see Miss Lucy.
Dr. Seward, Miss Lucy.
Jack! Brilliant Jack! Do you like it?
Did Arthur put you up to this? Or did you want me alone?
Lucy, I'm here as your doctor. Your fiancé is worried about you.
A doctor's confidence is sacred. I must have your complete trust.
Help me, Jack. I don't know what's happening to me.
I'm changing. I can feel it.
I can hear everything. I can hear the servants whispering.
I hear mice in the attic stomping like elephants.
But I'm having horrible nightmares. The eyes...
- Jack... - I'm here. Nothing will harm you.
- Let it work. - Thank you...
Jack, kiss me.
Lucy is hotter than a June bride riding bareback in the Sahara.
Watch your colonial tongue.
Hello, Jack. How's our lovely patient today?
- Frankly, I'm confounded. - Jack, are you still brooding?
- It must be something mental. - How very droll. Did you hear that?
Last week he wanted to marry her, now he wants to have her committed.
Let's have a look at her.
I'm at a loss, I admit.
I've cabled Abraham van Helsing, the metaphysician-philosopher.
- He sounds like a witch doctor. - He studies obscure diseases.
He's my teacher and mentor.
Do it, man. Bring him here. Spare no expense.
Astounding. There are no limits to science.
How can you call this science?
Do you think Madame Curie would invite such comparisons?
I shouldn't have come here. I must go.
Do not fear me.
Stop this!
My God, who are you? I know you.
I have crossed oceans of time to find you.
Come here, Mina.
He likes you.
There is much to be learned from beasts.
A vampire bat must consume ten times its own weight in blood each day, -
or its own blood cells will die.
Cute little vermin.
Blood, and diseases of the blood such as syphilis concern us here.
The very name venereal diseases, the diseases of Venus, -
- imputes to them divine origin. They involve the sex problem, -
- about which the ethics and ideals of Christianity are concerned.
Civilization and syphilization have advanced together.
- What is this? - It's from the telegraph.
Thank you. Gentlemen, that will be all.
Dawn. These may be the last words I write in this journal.
Dracula has left me with these women, these devils of the pit.
They drain my blood to keep me weak, so I cannot escape.
I will try one last time today to find a passageway to the river.
I must leave this cursed land where the Devil's children walk.
I do attest that at this point, I, Abraham van Helsing,
became personally involved in these strange events.
Professor van Helsing. How good of you to come.
I always come to a friend in need. Tell me about your case.
She has the usual anaemic signs. Her blood is normal, yet it is not.
- She manifests repeated blood loss. - Blood loss? How?
Close the doors!
My God, she is only a child.
My God!
She must have a transfusion at once. Take off your jacket.
- You know how to tie a tourniquet. - You perfected a procedure.
No, I only experimented. Landsteiner's method.
Animals, goats, sheep...
If haemolysis occurs in the serum, her red blood cells will explode, -
- and she will die. Take this tube.
What in God's name is going on? What are you doing to Lucy?
- Trying to save her life! - Are you the fiancé?
Take off your coat. This young lady needs blood and blood she must have.
- Take off your coat. - Roll up your sleeve, Arthur.
- Quickly. - Roll it up!
This may hurt a little.
Forgive me, sir. I would give my last drop of blood to save her.
Your last drop? Thank you, I don't ask as much as that... yet.
Hold her hand.
Jack, that poor girl has had the blood of two men put into her.
Her whole body couldn't hold that much blood.
- What took it out? - That's a good question.
Those marks on her throat... No disease, no trituration.
The blood loss occurred there.
You were once a careful student. Where did the blood go? Tell me.
- The bed clothes showed no blood. - Believe what your senses tell you.
Something went up there sucked it out of her and flew away?
- Yeah, why not? - Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
Will one of you learned doctors kindly tell me what is going on?
Jack, you are a scientist.
Do you not think there are things you cannot understand?
Mesmerism, hypnotism, materialization...
- Professor? - Where the hell did he go?
- You see? - I feel like a blundering novice.
We're not fighting some disease here.
There is something unspeakable out there.
Dead but not dead. It stalks us with some purpose.
To live, it feeds on Lucy's blood. It is a beast. A monster.
What is happening to Lucy and to me?
My feelings are so troubled. I wish I were myself again.
The sensible Mina I always depended on.
Absinthe... is the aphrodisiac of the self.
The green fairy who lives in the absinthe...
...wants your soul.
But you are safe with me.
Tell me, Prince... Tell me of your home.
The most beautiful place in all creation.
It must be.
A land beyond a great vast forest.
Surrounded by majestic mountains.
Lush vineyards.
Flowers of such frailty and beauty as to be found nowhere else.
You describe my home as if you had seen it first-hand.
It's your voice, perhaps. It's so familiar.
It's like... a voice in a dream I cannot place.
It comforts me when I am alone.
And what of the princess?
- Princess? - There is always a princess.
With gowns flowing white.
Her face...
...is a river.
The princess... is a river.
Filled with tears of sadness and heartbreak.
There was a princess.
Elizabetha.
She was the most radiant woman in all the empires of the world.
Man's deceit took her from her ancient prince.
She leapt to her death into the river that you spoke of.
In my mother tongue it is called:
River Princess.
Dear madam, your fiancé is safe with the Sisters of the Sacrament.
Mr. Harker believes your life is in extreme danger.
He desires that you join him here so that you may be married.
Yours with all blessings, Sister Agatha.
My sweet Prince... Jonathan must never know of us.
- Lucy... - Abraham van Helsing.
- You must be Madam Mina. - How is she, Doctor?
She is still weak. She tells me of your worry for your beloved fiancé.
I, too, worry for all young lovers.
There are darknesses in life, my child, and there are lights.
You are one of the lights, Mina. The light of all light.
Go now, see your friend.
Mina...
You look different, Mina. You look positively radiant.
- You heard from Jonathan. - Yes!
He's safe, Lucy. He's in a convent in Romania.
He's suffering from a violent brain fever.
The good sisters caring for him say he needs me.
But I won't go... I'm not going to leave you.
Mina, you've got to go to him.
You've got to love him. Marry him then and there.
I want you to take this, my sister. It's my wedding gift to you.
- No, Lucy... - Don't worry about me.
I'll be all right.
Tell Jonathan oceans of love.
Jack, how is she?
- This is why I cannot breathe! - It's medicinal.
- It's nothing but common garlic! - Quincey has come to see you.
Miss Lucy, you just rest easy. Arthur sent me to take care of you.
If you don't get better, I'll have to put you out of your misery.
Quincey, you're such a beast.
Kiss me, Quincey.
Kiss me.
Kiss me!
- That old coot! - Get off me!
Lucy, listen to me. Sleep now.
Look there and there.
Nosferatu.
"Here follows the shocking history of the berserk Prince Dracula. "
"He impaled people and roasted them, and boiled their heads. "
"He skinned them alive, hacked them to pieces and drank their blood. "
Dracul.
Her blood is the life.
My dearest Prince, forgive me.
I have received word from my fiancé in Romania. I am to join him.
We are to be married. I will never see you again.
Mina.
It is odd, but I feel almost that my strange friend is with me.
He speaks to me in my thoughts. With him I felt alive.
Without him, soon to be a bride, I feel confused and lost.
Perhaps, though I try to be good, I am a bad, inconstant woman.
Winds! Winds!
Winds!
It is the cause.
It is Dracula, the undead.
The foe I have pursued all my life!
Jack, hurry. I have much to tell you.
Guard her well, Mr. Morris. Do not fail here tonight.
We are dealing with forces of enormous power.
Guard her well, or your Lucy will become a bitch of the Devil.
A whore of darkness!
You're a sick old buzzard!
Hear me out. Lucy is not a random victim, attacked by mere accident.
She is a willing recruit, I dare say a devoted disciple.
She is the Devil's concubine! Do you understand me?
Yet we may still save her soul.
But not on an empty stomach.
- Jack, I starve. Feed me! - You old coot!
Your impotent men with their foolish spells -
- cannot protect you from my power.
I condemn you to living death.
To eternal hunger for living blood.
Jack.
I know how deeply you loved her. That is why you must trust me.
- I need some post-mortem knives. - An autopsy? Lucy?
No, I just want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
Diary, 17th September. Poor Jonathan.
He's still so ill, but cheered by the familiar streets of London.
For me, now that Lucy is dead, it is a sad homecoming.
A part of me is dead, too, except for the tiny hope -
- that I will again see my prince. Is he here?
Now that I am married, I understand the feeling that I have for him.
He is always in my thoughts.
- Jonathan, what is it? - It is the man himself!
Look, he has grown young!
Gentlemen...
Must we desecrate poor Lucy's grave? She died horribly enough.
If Miss Lucy's dead, no wrong can be done, but if she's not dead...
- Has she been buried alive? - No...
- She is undead. Undead. - This is insane.
Gentlemen, shall we? One, two, three...
Where is she?
What have you done with her?
She lives beyond the grace of God. A wanderer in the outer darkness.
She is vampyre, nosferatu.
These creatures do not die, -
- but grow strong and immortal once infected by another nosferatu.
We fight not one beast, but the legions of the ages, -
- feeding on the blood of the living.
Quickly, hide!
Lucy!
Come to me, Arthur. Leave these others and come to me.
My arms are hungry for you, darling.
Kiss me and caress me, my darling husband.
We are strong in the Lord and the power of his might!
We are strong in the Lord and the power of his might.
I bring you from shadow into light.
I cast you out, the Prince of Darkness!
A moment's courage and it is done. Take the stake in your left hand.
Place the point over the heart.
Then, in God's name, strike. Now!
Eat! You will need your strength for the dark days ahead.
Doctor, how did Lucy die?
In pain?
Yes, until we cut off her head and drove a stake through her heart.
- Then she found peace. - Doctor, please!
Mr. Harker, I must now ask you, as your doctor, -
- a sensitive question. During your infidelity with the demonic women, -
- did you for one instant taste of their blood?
- No? - No.
Good. Then you have not infected your blood like poor Lucy.
Doctor, you must understand...
I doubted everything, even my mind.
- I was impotent with fear. - I know.
I know where the bastard sleeps... Carfax Abbey.
Vampires do exist.
This one we face has the strength of 20 or more people.
You can testify for that.
He can also control the meaner things of life. The bat, the wolf.
He can appear as mist or fog and vanish at will.
All these things he can do, but he is not free.
He has to rest in the earth of his homeland to gain his evil power.
- I feel pity for one so hunted. - How can you pity such a creature?
- Mina, come to my quarters. - You'll be safer there.
Bullets will not harm him, I suggest you use your bowie knife.
I wasn't planning on getting that close.
Master!
Dr. Jack, I've been promised eternal life!
- Who is that man? - Mr. Renfield. Come with me.
Renfield... I must see him.
Mr. Renfield, behave yourself.
This is Mrs. Harker.
- Good evening. - Good evening, Mr. Renfield.
It seems I've been rather naughty.
I know you. You're the bride my master covets.
I have a husband. I am Mrs. Harker.
- My master tells me about you. - What does he tell you?
That he is coming... That he is coming for you.
Please...
Don't stay here. Get away from this man, please.
I pray to God I may never see your sweet face again.
May the Lord bless and keep you.
Master! You promised me eternal life, -
- but you give it to the pretty woman. Dr. Jack!
I'm no lunatic, man. I'm a man fighting for his soul.
My quarters are spare, but comfortable.
Water and toiletries at your disposal.
You'll be completely safe here.
Destroy every box. Sterilize the earth inside.
Let the exorcism begin.
Renfield... you have betrayed me.
No, Master.
I serve you. I serve only you.
Yes, my love, you have found me.
My most precious life.
I've wanted this to happen. I know that now.
- I want to be with you always. - You know not what you are saying.
Yes, I do know.
I feared I would never feel your touch again.
I thought you were dead.
There is no life in this body.
But you live.
You live.
What are you? I must know. You must tell me.
I am... nothing.
Lifeless.
Soulless. Hated and feared.
I am dead to all the world. Hear me.
I am the monster that breathing men would kill.
I am Dracula.
You murdered Lucy!
I love you.
God forgive me, I do!
I want to be what you are. See what you see. Love what you love.
To walk with me, -
- you must die from this life and be reborn to mine.
You are my love and my life always.
Then I give you life eternal.
Everlasting love.
The power of the storm and the beasts of the earth.
Walk with me to be my loving wife forever.
I will! Yes!
Mina, drink and join me -
in eternal life.
I cannot let this be!
Please, I don't care.
You will be cursed to walk in the shadow of death for all eternity.
I love you too much to condemn you.
Take me away from all this death.
Mina!
You think you can destroy me with your idols!
- Sacred blood of Christ! - I served the cross.
I commanded nations, hundreds of years before you were born.
Your armies were defeated. You tortured thousands of people.
I was betrayed.
Look what your God has done to me.
Your war with God is over! You must pay for your crimes.
- Christ compels you. - She is now... my bride!
Light! More light!
Unclean... Unclean.
- Get them! - They must be burnt.
We know that Dracula fears us. He fears time.
If not, why does he hurry so?
- He is gone. - How do you know?
He speaks to me.
He has a strong mind-connection to you.
His heart was strong enough to survive the grave.
You admire him.
Yes, he was in life a most remarkable man. A great man.
But greater is the necessity to stamp him out and destroy him.
Doctor...
I know that I am becoming like him.
Your salvation is his destruction. That is why I want to hypnotize you.
I want you to help me find him. Please, help me find him.
Look into this light. The light of all light. Into this flame.
Your eyes are heavy. You want to sleep. Sleep now.
Sleep...
- I must go to him. He calls. - What do you hear?
What do you hear, child?
My prince calls me. He is traveling across icy seas to his home.
There he will grow strong again.
I am coming to him to partake of his strength.
We left London by train and crossed the channel in stormy seas.
No doubt the Count's doing.
He commands the winds, but we have the advantage.
We can reach the port at Varna days before his ship arrives.
From Paris we travel to Budapest.
The Count must sail past Gibraltar, where we have posted a lookout.
When we reach Varna, we'll wait for his ship and burn it into the sea.
Home... home.
The vampire baptized her with his own blood. Her blood is dying.
It is no use.
We'll not let you go into the unknown alone.
Poor Jonathan, what have I done to you?
No, I have done this to both of us.
I can hear him coming closer. He's calling me to him.
- Stay with me, please. - I'm so cold.
Noon. Holmwood received a wire from his clerk.
The Count's ship sailed past us to the northern port of Galatz.
The black devil is reading Mina's mind.
How can we catch him now?
Varna... Galatz. It's about 200 miles.
With the horses we can cut him off. Van Helsing takes the Borgo Pass.
If we fail in our task, you will have to finish him.
From Varna, Mina and van Helsing took a carriage.
We continued on to Galatz in order to intercept the Count.
I am fearful for Mina. She is now our decoy.
- I know this place. We must go on. - It is late, we must rest here now.
No! We must go. He needs me!
We are passed Bistrita. Dracula outsmarted us again.
His gypsies met him at Galatz and are now on the Borgo Pass.
- You must eat. - I am not hungry.
Mina!
You have been so good to me, Professor.
I know that Lucy had secret desires for you. She told me.
I, too, know what men desire.
Will you cut off my head and drive a stake through my heart, -
- as you did poor Lucy, you murdering bastard?
Not while I live. I've sworn to protect you.
You're safe within the circle. I'll not lose you to him.
Whores of Satan!
This is holy ground! Leave this place now!
Leave!
In the name of God, leave here! I command you in the name of Christ.
Damn you!
Dracul!
Mina, you are near.
My love.
They're racing against the sunset. It may be too late.
Mina!
Shoot!
Charge!
Quincey!
No!
No.
When my time comes, will you do the same to me?
Will you?
No.
No, let them go. Our work is finished here...
Hers is just begun.
Quincey.
We have all become God's madmen.
All of us.
Where is my God?
He has forsaken me.
It is finished.
My love.
There, in the presence of God, I understood at last -
- how my love could release us all from the powers of darkness.
Our love is stronger than death.
Give me peace.