Dracula: Dead and Loving It Page #4

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where these marks came from?

An insect? Perhaps a spider.

Do you recall being bitten?

No. But I had a dream.

Yes?

What about that dream?

I remember nothing.

She's asleep.

I must confess I'm completely confounded.

I'm going to take the liberty

of contacting Prof. Abraham Van Helsing.

Van Helsing?

I thought he was

a metaphysician and philosopher.

He's also a medical doctor. Knows more

about obscure diseases than anyone else.

He may be the only man who can help us.

Yes. Contact him, Father.

- Contact him straight away.

- Yes.

Gentlemen, you are about to observe

your first autopsy.

It's not unusual

for some members of the freshman class...

to feel a bit faint during this procedure.

So this is where we begin to separate

our future physicians...

from those who just want to play doctor.

Now, first things first.

We uncover the corpse.

We make an incision from the groin...

to the upper chest cavity, there.

Now, as I open...

the abdominal wall, you will observe...

that the organs

have gone from a nice healthy pink...

to a disgusting green.

We must check the intestines...

for pathological clues.

So...

Here, pass it along.

Don't worry, there's plenty to go around.

No one seems to be standing.

Hello. I am still standing,

Professor Van Helsing.

Woodbridge, right?

Come closer, Woodbridge.

Good for you. Staunch fellow.

Why don't we have a look at the brain?

First, we crack open the skull.

So...

behold the naked human brain.

Examine it.

A good morning's work.

Come.

Professor, 10 out of 10.

Yeah. I still got it.

I have a message for you from Dr. Seward.

A message from Dr. Seward?

What does he say?

He wants you to come

to Whitby immediately.

It's an emergency.

An emergency?

Yes, sir. An emergency.

I am awake.

I'm awake during the daytime?

What is happening?

I cannot be up during the daylight.

It must be the young blood

from Miss Lucy.

Her blood is still in my system.

Is it possible she has cured me?

Yes. I am cured.

Now I can be up night and day.

It is so bright...

so many colors...

and the sun is so warm.

Hello, young lovers.

I could not help but smell

your lovely picnic.

Could I presume to ask you

for a piece of your chicken?

Surely, sir.

- Some wine, sir?

- I never drink wine.

What the hell. Let me try it.

It's good.

Master!

Renfield, look at me.

I'm drinking wine and eating chicken.

What are you doing out in the daytime?

Relax, Renfield. I am cured.

No, you're not. Look.

I made a mistake.

I've got to get back to my coffin.

It's nighttime. Then it wasn't real.

I was having a daymare.

Three tiny puncture marks on her throat.

Three?

Two.

Two tiny puncture marks on her throat.

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