The Brides of Dracula Page #3

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Greta tells me it's in the locked drawer

of the bureau in her bedroom.

- That's the room next to yours.

- I'll find it.

Will you? There are grave risks, you know.

- Do you think you dare?

- Yes, I dare.

- Monsieur Baron.

- Yes! Yes!

- I have found a key.

- Good. Throw it to me.

One moment.

Now you must get dressed at once

and meet me outside, will you?

- Yes.

- But hurry.

Give me back that key.

- But, Madame, I...

- You have taken a key from my room.

Give it back to me. Do you hear me?

- I assure you, Madam, I have no key.

- You must have it.

- Give it to me! Give it to me!

- Leave me alone.

You haven't taken it to my son?

You little fool,

you don't know what you have done!

- Help me. Help me.

- Easy. Don't worry.

She can't harm you now.

You have nothing to fear.

Go to your room and wait there.

Mother, come here.

No.

No, my son.

Mother!

Come here.

Now, mother, come along with me.

He's free. He's gone.

Oh, my God.

He's gone. Oh, God.

Oh God, help us. He's free.

He's free. Oh God, help us.

He's gone. He's gone. He's free.

He's Gone. Oh, my God.

Oh God, help us. He's free.

He's free. He's gone.

What's the matter?

He's free. The cunning devil.

Why was he locked up?

He's not mad.

No, he's not mad.

You know that much, don't you?

Who got him the key?

Was it you? You?

- Did you?

- Where is he?

Gone.

Out into the night.

The bats are about.

Listen.

There's a wolf howling down there.

He'll get them all astir, trust him.

You don't know what you have done,

but I know.

Are you mad or what?

- Where is Madame la Baronne?

- She's not far away.

You want to see her?

Would you like that?

Would you?

Look!

You needn't be afraid. She's dead.

- What have you done?

- She's dead and he's free.

Don't blame me, mistress.

It was none of my doing.

No.

I've always kept faith with you.

Twenty years since I first saw you

come to the castle here...

...with the old Baron and your little son.

A fine, handsome imp he was, too.

But you spoiled him. Oh, yes.

He was always self-willed and cruel

and you encouraged him.

And bad company you kept, too.

You used to sit and drink with them,

didn't you?

Yes, and you laughed at their

wicked games.

Till in the end, one of them

took him and made him what he is.

You have done what you could for

him since then, God help you.

Keeping him here a prisoner,

bringing these young girls...

...keeping him alive with their blood.

But the powers of darkness

are too strong. They've beaten you.

He's free.

But he'll come back here.

That's certain.

He'll come back to his old Greta.

He'll come back.

He's got to come back here before cockcrow.

- Carl, let's have the travelling rug, will you?

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