Dr. Jekyll vs. the Werewolf (Doctor Jekyll y el Hombre Lobo)

I shot him three years ago. A real man killer.

It was in Bengal.

I got this one in Bavaria.

A Giant of an animal.

There is something almost human about him.

You could almost say he was laughing at us.

I wouldn't exactly say that.

Just observe the look in his eyes.

He looks as if he... ...he hates us.

Perhaps when he was alive he was something more than a wolf.

Something more?

How so?

Perhaps he could have been a man.

A werewolf.

Of course. A werewolf

A Lycanthrop.

Legend has it that a man is turned into a wolf during a full moon.

The only way he can be killed and put out of his misery,

is by a woman who loves him enough to pierce his heart with a silver weapon...

like a silver bullet for instance.

Ah, now I understand why you have not joined us. Interesting topic.

You were saying it could have been a man? A werewolf?

No. I've killed him myself but I can assure you

it was with an ordinary bullet!

Henry, your an expert on the human brain, are you not?

I heard that your grandfather went even further...

in his studies of split personalities.

Now tell us.

Do you think that there is any valid argument in this nonsense?

I think that currently is not the right time to talk about it.

Have you ever read A Midsummer Night's Dream?

Sure. Why?

For me, one of the passages reminds me of you.

A man is turned into an ass. Be careful it doesn't happen to you!

Ladies and gentlemen - I wish you a pleasant evening.

Imre, Justine, I wish you a pleasant honeymoon.

- Henry! - Sorry, Justine

- I'm sure he didn't mean to offend you. - I know what he was getting at.

It is best to leave.

Goodbye. I wish you all the luck.

We will see you when we get back.

I just don't understand. There wasn't a hidden crack in what I said!

I can't imagine what happened to him.

Now Henry's like this at times. I wouldn't worry about it.

It's just better to leave him alone. Now please, let's enjoy ourselves!

Doctor Jekyll and The Werewolf

Believe me ...

In all my life I have never looked forward to anything with such great pleasure

as I have with this trip.

I'll return to the place were I was born

walking through the streets of my beloved village.

Visiting my parents graves.

Baliavasta, that is the name of the village.

I left when I was a child. I have always kept..

a memory of it in my heart.

Who would have thought it!

Imre Kostaz, a cold mercyless businessman,

is in the final analysis a romantic at heart!

Filled with nostalgia .

Never forget that I'm Hungarian,

and no Hungarian forgets his homeland.

A honeymoon in Transylvania? Right in the middle of the Carpathian mountains?

Really, Imre! You might have waited a little longer to return to your village.

Agatha, it was I who urged Imre to go to Transylvania. The Idea fascinates me.

It must be gorgeous. I can't wait!

You mustn't forget to pack a cross and a few heads of garlic in your luggage.

I understand that there are thousands of vampires in that part of the world

My word, it's late already!

We really must go.

Tomorrow you must get up early and you need to sleep.

- Have a wonderful trip. - Thank you.

Do not forget to write.

We won't.

When are we going to get to this village? It's almost night.

We should be pretty near now.

Now Justine please, don't worry. Don't start getting yourself nervous.

In Bistritz-in we were told that it was only about 40 kilometers away.

I'm sure we've traveled more than that.

There aren't any signs and no one to ask.

There isn't anything anywhere.

Damn it!

The car!

That's all we needed!

Get out of here!

Easy, easy, don't worry Justine.

It was nothing.

It was Bela.

He wanders around in that area. Everyone is afraid to get near him.

The funny thing is ...

that once he was a rich and respected man.

Then he got sick.

Someone burned his house.

Destoryed his land.

Set his dogs on him!

He was slowly drivin to madness.

And now, wandering around like a living dead man.

Just rotting away. - A Leper.

Well, he certainly scared the hell out of us! Especially my wife.

The very best person you possibly could have met since you've arrived.

This part of the country is filled with theives

and worse things ...

When the night time comes...

the best thing to do is to shut yourself securely up in your house

Making sure that the doors and windows are tightly bolted.

I would like to go to the cemetery tmorrow.

Which one?

There two you know. The old one and the new one.

People I'm looking for were buried in 1938.

Then ... it is older.

The newer one was built in 1945. Just after the war ended.

- It is better not to go to the old cemetery. - Why?

What is wrong?

I'll tell you.

At the cemetery ...

Damned souls rise from the grave ...

to attack humans.

Terrible things have happened there.

More afraid of living than the dead.

Near the cemetery is the black castle.

A man who lives there is a monster

I beg you to not go there.

Unbelievable. Like something out of the Middle Ages.

I'm afraid that your warning hasn't convinced me.

Tomorrow I will visit the old cemetery.

I came all the way from England to do just that.

Do not say I did not warn you.

Did you take up the drink I asked for my wife?

Of course. I made the drink myself before joining you.

You really have a young and beautiful wife.

It would be awful if something were to happen to her.

Good night.

Good night.

Pleasant sleep.

What gloomy place.

He scares me.

This way, Justine.

They were killed.

Someone had broken into the house, and hacked them to bits with an axe.

I was in Bistritz, with family so I was safe.

The murderers were never found.

I was only seven years old.

Afterwards, I went to England with the aunt and uncle.

Imre ... check it out.

It must be to the castle the innkeeper told us of.

Their robbing the car!

Imre! Don't! Dear God, Don't Go!

What are you doing?

He! He!

I told you, Otvos.

I have warned all of you.

Don't go near the old graveyard and castle.

They seemed to be very rich.

Could be a good booty.

Mostly ...

I'm not stupid enough to believe in those old wives' tales.

I'm not afraid of nothing, whatever was in the castle.

You two are new.

Well I'll tell you this.

It's the Devil himself who walks through the old cemetary and castle.

And there were a few horrible deaths.

And now Ferenc Branco ... and my brothers ...

also dead!

The old woman who lives in that castle.

I've seen in the village.

That would be Uswika Bathory!

People are afraid of her because it is a witch.

If anyone angers her, you will get the evil eye.

and will be forever cursed!

Also they say she ...

breast fed the monster, which is located in the castle.

You old crazy idiot!

You expect us to believe in that nonsense?

I tell you ... with a precise gunshot ...

I'd get rid of the old witch and her monster!

Do not worry, Waldemar. She will get well.

I will take care of her.

What she has gone through, reduced her resistance.

She might go mad.

She could even die.

Believe old Uswika. I will make her be better again.

Have you found any entry to the castle?

Yeah. It's near the old cemetery.

I saw old Uswika go in. And her leper.

It must lead to the castle cellar.

It will be easy.

We'll take them by surprise.

Kill them then rob the castle.

We'll be rich!

And my brother will be avenged.

I like it.

When we start?

Tonight. Why wait?

But ... tonight ...

- The full moon! - So what?

Old old wives' tales.

It is for other fools.

You saw how they killed your brothers.

You yourself have called him the devil.

He's strong and fights well. But he's only human.

You'll see when it is taken care of.