Dracula Page #2

[ Chuckles ]

[ Crows Cawing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting, Laughing ]

Now for the stairs.

[ Hinges Creaking ]

This is the last one.

And lucky for you 'cause

I'm not a bloody machine.

- [ Animal Screeching ]

- [ Gasps ]

[ Screeching Continues ]

[ Yells ]

[ Seward ]

Pushed along by the storm,

no doubt.

No storm could have caused

that captain's throat wound.

I've never seen anything

so ghastly!

Oh, please. Not before dinner.

Sorry.

And, Dr. Seward, that wolf

or dog or whatever it was--

Oh, a dog, I'm sure.

Probably the ship's mascot.

Early this morning that big dog

belonging to the dustman

were found dead as a doornail.

Had its throat torn away.

- Tore away?

- Aye. By some savage claw

they say.

Count Dracula.

Good evening.

Miss Seward.

Good evening, Count.

Dr. Seward.

Miss Van Helsing!

My savior.

I trust you're

feeling improved.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

I don't think

she looks well at all.

Well, perhaps a trifle pale.

Count Dracula,

we haven't actually met.

- Uh, this is--

- Yes,Jonathan Harker,

my new English solicitor.

I have enjoyed

our correspondence.

And I, too, I must say.

I must thank you for finding me

an extraordinary house

here in Whitby.

[ Laughing ]

[Jonathan ]

It's a pleasure.

I'm sorry,

but I don't see how anyone,

except possibly Milo Renfield,

could spend even a day

at Carfax Abbey.

A house, Miss Seward,

cannot be made habitable

in a day.

And after all, how few days go

to make up a century.

Sorry, I don't understand.

I'm of an old family.

To live in a new house

would be impossible for me.

I got dinner hot,

if anybody cares.

I care, Mr. Swales.

Come on, Lucy.

Come along, Count. Food.

Miss Van Helsing.

It is diffiicult for me

to express precisely,

but there seemed to be a doom

over the ship from the moment

we left Varna.

Count, uh, some wine--

No, thank you, Doctor.

I never drink wine.

Before you arrived, we were

looking at the ship's log.

It wasn't lost at sea?

No.

The very last entry

was a strange word:

Undead?

Yes, uh, nosferatu.

Ah! It means not dead.

You were right.

No, with your permission

and all due respect

to Miss Van Helsing--

Yes, I'm quite finished,

thank you--

there is a distinction:

The words not dead--

[ Swales ]

Damn.!

carry the simple meaning--

Agh!

Dead, undead. I don't care.

They all frighten me.

Oh, I love to be frightened.

Do you?

This is written

in an obscure regional dialect.

The captain was a Magyar;

I am Szekler. Unfortunately

I can't translate it for you.

Magyar.

[ Chuckles ]

Szekler.

I had no idea, Count,

that your country

was so complex.

Oh,yes, Doctor.

It's very, very complex.

[ Mina ]

More coffee?

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