Dracula

Are you hungry, Mr Harker?

No, I'm...

I'm fine.

Thank you.

Then perhaps we can talk.

I'm Sister Agatha.

I thought I'd met all the sisters.

I have been sequestered.

In prayer?

In study, Mr Harker.

Of you.

I've read your account of your most interesting stay in Transylvania.

It's the truth. All of it. And what a lot of truth there is.

Sister Angela tells me you wrote all

day and all night for a whole week.

Please... sit with me.

Is the sun a little bright for you?

No.

Good.

It's good, isn't it?

My dear. Come in.

We are to be observed.

Apparently, I cannot be trusted alone with a man.

Consider yourself chaperoned.

Mr Harker, I intend no impertinence,

but why are you still alive?

I-I fled.

I was trapped. I escaped.

Escaped, yes.

I fled that place in terror of my life.

He is a monster.

I-I swear to you...

he is the Devil himself.

Then why have you stopped?

Stopped what? Fleeing.

You've been here nearly a month.

I'm safe with you.

Why?

This is a house of God. A house of God, is it?

That's good. We could do with a man about the place, Sister?

Two years ago, a church in this town collapsed.

The roof fell on the congregation, killed everyone as they prayed,

including the children.

The priest was the only survivor.

Priests are like that.

He said to me afterwards that, even in moments like these,

he was able to maintain his faith.

I told him he should have maintained his roof.

Look to your own protection, Mr Harker.

God doesn't care.

The way you talk...

It's unusual in someone of your calling.

My calling was a very long time ago.

What's wrong?

You have something in your eye.

Is it gone?

Yes.

Your fiancee, Mina.

You mentioned her a lot when you first arrived. Mina Murray.

Yes.

I need to contact her. You must love her very much.

Of course. Perhaps, in time,

you will let her read this account.

If she wishes, yes.

So, out of kindness, you have omitted from your writings

anything that would alarm or disturb her.

Well, I didn't want to...

So now you may tell me

everything that occurred in the time you

spent with the Count at his castle.

Your dinners. Your conversations.

Your intimate moments.

Your life may depend on your complete honesty.

Do you understand what I'm asking you?

I think so.

I'm asking, Mr Harker,

if you had sexual intercourse with Count Dracula.

Mr Harker?

Mr Harker, please, you must take this.

That's very kind of you. Thank you. I couldn't possibly.

You must.

Thank you. You will need this!

Driver, I'm sorry, but we still seem

to be some distance from the castle.

It's as close as we are going.

The Count will find you here.

How?

He finds people.

He will send his driver.

My darling Johnny...

you are to travel to a distant land,

and I shall miss you very much every single day.

It seems to me likely that you will meet some very exciting women

as you travel across Europe to

Transylvania, and I wanted to assure

you that should you fall prey to

temptation, I, as your dutiful fiancee,

will completely understand.

The certainty of our coming wedding

is all the consolation a young woman could require.

Well, apart from the very handsome Dr Homewood,

your friends, Reggie and Barnaby, who

always seem so pleased to see me,

lovely Edwin from your office,

the butcher's boy, who has filled out

quite deliciously in recent months,

and should I want for variety,

the adorable barmaid at the Rose and Crown,

who I know you have also admired.

I feel certain we shall be mindful of each other at all times

during our separation.

All my love, and I hope all yours,

your adoring Mina.

Actually, Driver, could you help me with my cases?

Charming.

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone at home?

Hello?

I-I'm sorry.

The wine was open. I assumed...

Perhaps I could pour you some, Count?

I do not drink...

wine.

I bid you welcome,

Mr Harker.

I am...

Dracula.

Your employer speaks highly of you, Mr Harker.

Yes. The property has been purchased in your name.

Everything is in order.

I need only your signature on a few documents

and Carfax Abbey will be yours.

I am looking forward to England, Mr Harker.

People here, they are so narrow.

I wither among them.

They are without...

They are without flavour!

Perhaps you mean character?

Perhaps.

This is good, Mr Harker.

You must correct my English at all times!

From you, I shall learn to pass among your countrymen

as one of their own!

Your English is already excellent, Count.

You flatter me.

I don't! I don't!

However, I'm afraid I will be leaving here tomorrow.

I-I have to return to England immediately.

No.

Sorry?

Your apology is unnecessary.

You are staying!

It has already been agreed.

With... with whom?

Your superiors.

You will remain with me for one month,

and assist me with my English

and my understanding of your culture.

Count, I-I...

Do not...

No, please.

Do not look so concerned, Mr Harker.

You are most welcome.

C-Count... Count Dracula, I'm a lawyer.

I-I'm not a teacher.

There will be no need to teach.

Simply remain at my side and I shall...

Absorb you.

That word - absorb.

He said that?

Yes.

Absorb.

Please pay close attention.

You will not find my home easy to navigate.

It is a rising labyrinth of stairs and doors and shadows.

Yes. It's quite remarkable.

One would almost need a map.

There is no map of my castle.

No complete design was ever committed to paper.

It is said many souls are lost in the tangle of the corridors.

Reserata carcerem.

The prison... without locks.

Perhaps you have heard of the architect?

Petruvio the Widower?

No.

This castle was the Widower's final work.

A monument to his lost love

and the sunlight to which he could never return.

Legend has it that he died here...

in the arms of his wife.

If he was a widower, surely she died before him?

It must have been a cold embrace.

Do not be impatient with those sweet little things.

They are man's companion to the end and beyond.

Where there is flesh, there are flies.

In the morning, you will find the sunlight will be streaming

through this window.

Fortunately, the drapes are very thick.

Please excuse the absence of my staff.