Nosferatu (Nosferatu, eine Symphonie des Grauens)

Nosferatu: A symphony of horror.

Directed by: F. W. Murnau.

Costumes and Production Designer: Albin Grau.

Photography: F. A. Wagner.

Music: Hans Erdmann.

Cast

Count orlok: Max Schreck

Hutter: Gustav v. Wangenheim

Ellen, his wife: Greta Schroeder

Harding, a shipowner: G. H. Schnell

Ruth, his sister: Ruth Landshoff

Professor Sievers, the town doctor: Gustav Botz

Knock, a property agent: Alexander Granach

Professor Bulwer, a paracelsian: John Gottowt

A Captain: Max Nemetz

1st Sailor: Wolfgang Heinz

2nd Sailor: Albert Venohr

1st act

Chronicle of the great death in wisborg anno domini 1838, by...

...Nosferatu.

Does this word not sound to you like the midnight cry of a deathbird?

Take care in saying it, lest life's images fade into shadows...

...and ghostly dreams rise from your heart and nourish themselves on your blood.

Long have I contemplated the origin and recession of the great death in my hometown, Wisborg.

Here is it's story:

There lived in Wisborg, Hutter and his young wife Ellen.

Why did you kill them... The lovely flowers...?!

Not so fast, my young friend! No-one outruns his destiny.

There was also a property agent by the name of Knock. The subject of all sorts of rumours.

One thing was certain: He paid his people well.

Count orlok - his lordship... From transylvania...

Wishes to acquire a beautiful home in our little town...

You could earn a nice bit of money...

Of course the price is a little effort... some sweat and perhaps... a little blood...

He wants a fine, deserted house...

That house... directly across from yours.

Offer him that one!

Travel quickly, and travel well, my young friend. Into the land of the spectres.

I'm travelling far, far away... into the land of thieves and spectres.

So Hutter placed the anguished girl in the care of his friends...

...the rich shipowner Harding, and his sister.

Be at ease.

And young hutter travelled many dusty roads...

...but at last the peaks of the carpathians loomed before him.

The horses strained harder.

Quickly... something to eat.

I have to get to Count Orlok's castle!

You shouldn't go any further now. The werewolf roams the woods.

Of vampyres gastlie spirits, bewitchments and the seven deadlie sins...

...from belial's seed sprang the vampyre nosferatu...

...who doth live and feed on the bloode of humankind.

Beyonde deliverance he doth dwell in gastlie caves...

...sepulchres and coffins, filled with god-curst earth from the fields of the black death.

Of vampyres gastlie spirits, bewitchments and the seven deadlie sins.

Onward! The sun is setting!

Offer what you like! We're not going any further!

We won't go on! It's frightening beyond the pass!

No sooner had hutter stepped across the bridge, than the eerie visions he had often told me about seized hold of him.

You have kept me waiting too long.

Now it's nearly midnight, and the servants are sleeping!

End of 1st act.

2nd act

You have hurt yourself... Precious blood!

Shouldn't we like to sit together a bit, dear friend?

It's a while still 'till sunrise, and in the daytime I sleep the deepest of sleeps.

Just as the sun rose, the shadows of the night withdrew from Hutter as well.

My dear! My dearest!

Grieve not that thy beloved is so far away.

I am plagued by mosquitoes.

I already have two bites on my throat, one quite near the other, on each side.

One dreams so heavily in this desolate castle, but feat not.

The spectral evening light seemed to revive the shadows of the castle once more.

Your wife has a lovely neck...

I shall buy the house... The fine, deserted house opposite yours.

At night the same nosferatu doth clutch his victim and doth suck like hellish life-potion its blood.

Take heede that his shadow not encumber thee, like an incubus with gruesome dreams.

At the same hour.

A doctor... a doctor!

Harmless congestions of the blood.

The doctor related Ellen's distress to me as an unknown illness.

I know, however, that her soul that night caught the cry of the deathbird.

nosferatu was already spreading his wings. Yet with the morning light Hutter set out...

...to make sense of the horror of his nights.

The raftsmen didn't know what kind of unholy cargo they were conveying through the Dale.

End of the 2nd act.

3rd act

He was brought to the hospital yesterday by some farmers.