Mark of the Vampire Page #3

I'm not gonna be upset in no ditch!

And I'm gonna tell the Baron

how you've been beating his horse.

It's all your fault,

taking so much time over your beer.

I told you we had to get home

before sunset.

Why are you afraid of the dark?

The darkness won't hurt us.

If you wake up dead in the morning,

your body drained dry of blood,

you'll be afraid of the dark!

Afraid of the dark.

Heaven. Heaven, protect us. Oh, heaven.

I've been a good girl.

I've been a good girl all my life.

Don't let her get me.

She's got me! She's got me!

We must see him! We must see him!

- But you can't! You can't disturb him now!

- We've got to see him.

He must be told what we saw.

I must warn you.

You cannot disturb him now.

- What is this? What is this?

- The castle, sir!

It's haunted, sir. Dead people!

- Jan, close the door.

- We saw them! We saw them!

- Yes, we did, sir!

- Keep quiet. I'll explain.

- Some real-estate brokers from Prague...

- No, no. We saw a woman.

- A dead woman in her grave clothes.

- That's enough!

What you probably saw was one of

the broker's clients inspecting the castle.

The place is being shown for rent.

Oh, excuse me, sir. I'm new here.

I want no more disturbances in this house.

- Understand?

- Yes, sir.

Miss Irena has gone through

enough excitement.

No, sir. Yes, sir. I'll keep my tongue.

What is it? Boris!

Oh, Boris.

What happened to her?

What's she doing out here?

I don't know! I couldn't find her.

I looked all over and there...

I don't know! I don't know!

I felt her deadly, cold breath on my throat.

I must have fainted.

I knew no more.

Colleague, your diagnosis is correct.

Professor Zelin.

Gentlemen, I've spent my life

in the study of...

Miss Borotyn, will you excuse us, please?

May we continue our talk

in another room?

- Maid.

- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Go to Miss Borotyn. Stay with her.

- Under no circumstances leave her.

- No, sir.

Professor Zelin, why all this secrecy?

I broke off my sentence

for Miss Borotyn's sake.

There is no more foul or relentless

enemy of man

in the occult world

than this dead-alive creature

spewed up from the grave.

True. True.

This attack by a beautiful woman

on Miss Borotyn

goes far to confirm

the legend of the castle.

Who else could it have been but...

- The daughter of Count Mora.

- Exactly.

My very own conclusion, Professor.

- What is your advice?

- We can't undo what's been done.

Miss Borotyn is in danger

of repeated attacks.

Come in, please.

It's Inspector Neumann. Excuse me.

Baron Otto, I must speak

to Inspector Neumann before he leaves!

Please. You should be lying down.

Miss Borotyn,

you must come away from there.

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