Nachts, Wenn Dracula Erwacht Page #3

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Well, I shall leave you.

You must both be tired

after your journey.

Your rooms will be ready soon.

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy?

You say you thought

you saw a man.

I was mistaken.

I n these two spots?

There was a pin

which held her wrap.

Perhaps you pricked her by

accident when you undid it.

She appears to be suffering

from a very

considerable loss of blood.

I shall have to consult

Professor Van Helsing.

Her condition is serious.

I blame myself.

Doctor?

I don't want to alarm you

but has she any relatives?

None.

But she's engaged quite

recently to a young barrister,

Quincy Morris.

Perhaps you should

send him a telegram.

Professor Van Helsing?

No. I'm Dr. Seward.

How do you do?

My name is Quincy Morris.

I'm Miss Westenra's fiancee.

Oh. I see.

Please come in.

Take off your coat.

I came as soon as I heard.

I'm glad you came.

We're doing our best but...

I sn't there anything

I can do for her?

Yes, you can give her

a transfusion of your blood.

Come.

I'm Professor Van Helsing.

Quincy Morris.

Now I think she has a chance.

We just have to wait and see.

(Whispering)

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy!

(Screarming)

(Crying)

Ah!

What are you doing here?

I'm afraid you're not allowed

in this part of the house.

Come along.

Come on.

Professor, you

must do something.

You can't let her die

through ignorance.

Ignorant?

Perhaps my dear

I'm not so much

ignorant as afraid

of admitting my

own suspicions.

(Man screarming)

The man whose voice you hear

was once as sane as you or I.

He had a daughter.

Young and beautiful.

Together they were

traveling in Transylvania.

They stopped in

a town called Bistritz.

One night

the girl was found

unconscious in her bed.

Half dead frorm loss of blood.

Day by day.

Like the fly

who is the spider s

prey. She grew weaker.

The father watched and

waited by her bedside

til one night

when she was close to her end

the neighbors hear d

a terrible shriek.

They found the daughter dead

and the father

as he is now.

True. There is some

similarity in the case

but that is no explanation.

Perhaps not, that you see.

All my life I've made a study

of what some people call

the black arts.

That's why Renfield

was admitted to my care

and also Jonathan Harker.

The mountains in the north

of Transylvania

are rich in legend,

yet behind the legend,

behind the fantasy,

there are certain facts.

Occasionally a glimmer

of the truth reaches us.

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