Lust of the Vampire (I vampiri)

Hey Louis!

Yo!

There's something in the water!

Come here, quick!

What is it?

It's a body!

A girl.

She looks pretty dead.

Hurry up and help me, will ya.

It's exactly like the others, not even a drop of blood.

It's odd that there are no marks on her, at least that we can find.

Well, the only thing I'm sure about is that she didn't drown, and that's all I can say.

Mm-hmm.

This report I'll write up myself.

How's your vampire?

Please, Phil, would your mind, don't play around.

What's wrong with you?

The way you're behaving is going to pass out right here in the printing press.

Are you crazy?

Look, no one scoop me yet, no one will scoop

me now, because I'm going to see, nobody does.

May I say something?

You're thinking so much about vampires is driving you nuts.

Let's go somewhere.

I'm sure the boss would mind.

This afternoon you had no food.

You grabbed a sandwich or something.

For heaven's sake, just relax a little.

You hear me, Pierre?

Pierre.

I'm going to get him.

A maniac.

What else does LaSalle say about it, Nora?

He says the girl had no bruises on her.

The police have found no reason for these outrageous attacks.

We feel that all the evidence points to a vampire.

Well...

And until this monster can be apprehended, many women will be in danger.

I'm afraid to even walk on the street.

Oh, well, I'm going home.

I'll see you, Nora.

Got a supper date?

Not tonight.

Let's have a bite together.

Okay.

Good night.

Good night, Nora.

Everybody out up there?

No, Nora's waiting for a boyfriend to pick her up.

Hey, Nora!

What is it?

Turn out the lights in the dressing room when you leave.

I'll be back to lock up.

All right.

Why can't her boyfriend be on time for a change?

Come on, Michelle. I'll treat you to a sandwich.

Oh, that'll be swell.

Is this the girl's costume?

Yeah, that's Nora's.

You didn't see Nora leave?

No.

Weren't you here?

Well, no, I'd been eating with Michelle.

And when I got back, nobody was here.

Oh, good morning.

I thought you might need me here.

And who invited you in?

Well, I thought that you could use a little talent and assistance.

I have no use for visiting firemen.

For good reason.

Better get it straight, boy, you annoy me.

And if you take a potter, maybe I could finish here.

Really?

After all of that, I guess I'll just forget what I found.

Our paper, I brought it here to present to you.

You'll probably say it goes too far.

The vampire breaks into theater and abducts ballerina.

I'm surprised LaSalle.

Vampires are out of vogue now.

Oh, I got proof even you'll understand.

Here we are.

This is your vampire.

Wait, something's happened to Nora.

That shoe belongs to her.

I know I had it fixed for a week ago.

And where'd you find it?

Backstage, lying around.

Go ahead, bring it in.

The police can use that.

What's that?

Oh, stop worrying.

I'm leaving now.

I'll let you use that while I dig something else up.

Inspector!

And thus far, we're floundering in confusion.

Only thing definite is the blood of the girls

had been drained for some possible scheme.

From your studies, could you tell anything about the blood group?

Well, my analysis indicates all the victims belong to the rarest blood group.

Oh, but it'll take more than that to crack this case.

I don't care what it takes.

I'll make the murderer pay for it.

I only pray you will.

I'm going to get him.

Oh, I admit I'm slightly stymied.

In any case, good luck.

Thank you, doctor.

Not one thing which is normal.

The girl in each case had no mark on her body.

What are you muttering about?

Nothing, Phil.

I'm merely trying to piece together some facts.

I'd like to lay a trap for the vampire.

Oh, forget about vampires for a while, huh?

This girl is really stupendous, isn't she?

I know her.

She's the granddaughter of the Duchess du Grand.

I didn't know that.

Well, it's obvious you don't like her, old boy.

Tell me, are you planning on becoming a celibate?

I don't know what's happened to you since the vampire.

Ah, shut your face, Phil.

I'm doing you a favor.

Something else you uncovered?

Hmm, come here.

You see this photo of Nora?

Yeah, I saw it before.

But did you happen to notice the guy walking behind her?

A passerby.

With his face covered, Phil?

To me, it's just someone passing by, Pierre.

Yeah, probably what you say is right, but there might be a connection.

Oh, Pierre, by the way, the girl they found in the river.

She studied typing privately at Benet's.

Who said so?

Her mother.

There's something to see her, remember.

Where are you going?

Le Nays.

It's no trouble. Why not come?

- Now? - Yeah.

I'm going to speak to them.

May I speak to you, miss?

Pardon me, Pierre LaSalle.

- But you're the journalist there. - Yes, it's true.

A very important feature I'd like to write concerns the death of Myra.

Dumier?

Yeah.

The girl they found in the Seine.

Did her behavior in any way strike you as odd?

Her behavior was quite normal to us.

Well, there's something that maybe we should have told the police, but who knew?

Tell me what it is.

Lorette will tell you.

We were looking at the clothes along Beaumache Street.

Well, the man kept watching Myra.

And did you call the police?

Oh, no, we didn't.

It would have seemed absurd.

Nothing really happened to us.

You mind describing him?

Kind of tall.

About like you.

Coat and no hat, almost what you're wearing.

It could be me or maybe this one.

I've got a good memory.

Oh, but it's awfully blurred.

Yes, it's hard to see.

I'm going to find him.

Then maybe you'll know.

Sure.

I know I can identify him.

He had such strange eyes.

I'll be getting in touch with you.

Pierre.

Pierre.

Over here.

Hello, Giselle.

You're looking more beautiful than ever.

I wish you meant that flattery.

Funny, there's always something you're forever involved with, Pierre.

You're a monster to not answer my phone call.

Well, I meant to call you, but phoning's a problem these days.

I could see that your impulses are atrophied as yet.

That young blonde is definitely pretty, isn't she?

What you're inferring, then, is that I'm down here for some social life.

Oh, it really doesn't have me bothered, Pierre,

because I've had you assigned my annual ball.

You get possessor with someone you love.

I see.

I'll go.

See you there.

That's just fine.

Who is that?

You forget about the picture that you saw?

The duchess' granddaughter.

Boy you're something.

A woman as gorgeous as that makes eyes at you and you gotta act like that.

Are you out of your mind?

Oh, we had our romance and we had to break it up.