Dracula

My lord, the enemy is at our door. Are the ultimate so cruel they still interrupt

our love? They will pay for it, my beloved. Come on! Is this one necessary?

Can't we all live in pieces God intend for us?

You are my reason for being, Elisabetta.

Please, take care of yourself, my king. My life. Because I cannot survive without you.

That's enough, my lord. War calls. Victory is yours.

When we will take you to Wilmer Castle, to our castle, you will be safe here.

Princeps Invictus, et justarum aminarum.

Nos in Brueleo defendamus.

Tutte la nostra estu alla missia et lac veis diaboli.

Un nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

This battle will be bloody, your eminence. The dead will number in the thousands.

Are you sure God wills this?

Our kingdom is the last bastion against the muslims. Do you have faith in our load?

I do. I am ready to die for you.

Then hunt this barbarians to the last man.

I will fight in his name, but I ask him for one favor.

I'm listening, my son.

I want him to spare my wife.

If she doesn't survive, I won't be able to go on.

Everything would lose meaning. Life would become unbearable.

Calm yourself. You risk blasphemy.

The Lord gave you life. You must honor and serve him.

But he gave me love as well.

He cannot blame me for being unable to live without it.

If he takes her life, he can take mine too.

I will pray for your request.

No, don't pray. Tell him.

Father Prince!

They're here in the forest.

What is your plan, sir?

Let them go.

Go, Prince, let's go!

Run!

Take her, sir!

He is the plan!

He is the plan!

He is the plan!

Run!

Go, Prince!

Help!

beat the gun!

Get out!

Get out!

Now you can't!

This is what I'm doing!

The Princess! Speak. There was an ambush.

She managed to escape. Where did she go? The Forest of Wolves.

My Prince. He's dead. We've been praying for her since you left.

So God is deaf? Or you did not pray hard enough?

My Prince. God has his own reasons. It's not for us to question him.

Perhaps you had another destiny for her. She has no other destiny. She is dead!

And he didn't even allow me to say goodbye to her.

I beg you, tell God to send her back to me.

It's impossible. Why? Why?

Because God does not perform reincarnation. But he can perform miracles, can he not?

Can he not? If you pray hard enough, he will listen to you.

Please, tell him. Tell him!

She... she was a good Christian and a pure soul. I'm sure God will take care of her.

And what about me? I've done everything he has asked.

My soul is stained with the blood of our enemies whom I have killed in his name.

I don't have the answers, my Prince. I'm only his humble... messengership.

Good. I have a message that I want you to deliver to me.

Tell your God... that until he brings me back

my wife, my life no longer belongs to him.

Uh, around ten minutes ago.

Ah, okay. Yes!

Where did you lay there?

Um, in the chapel. It seemed most appropriate.

You did the right thing. You did the right thing.

Father?

Ah. Dr. Dumont, I presume?

Yes.

You have a very beautiful chapel.

Well, yes, it's true. Thank you for making this trip, Father.

It must have been a long and arduous journey.

Exhausting, I must admit. That's why I'm partaking of some

light refreshment I found right here. I hope you don't mind.

Not at all.

You're most kind.

I'm sure it tastes much better than the beer in my native Bavaria.

I'm sorry to welcome you in such an ingratious manner, but I'm afraid

the hospital administration and diocese don't support your presence here.

I'm used to it. The church and the scientific academies don't get along very well.

That's why the Vatican for centuries has been in the

habit of delegating its most delicate cases to us.

This case is very delicate. The Queen of England herself is concerned.

The Queen? Exciting.

No, no, no. It's the ceremony of the centenary of the French Revolution.

In a few days, there's a lot of excitement everywhere.

Close the door.

Why so many chains? I'm afraid she'll fly away.

She was quite aggressive when we picked her up. A real beast.

Even animals are entitled to a little humanity. What do we know about her?

Maria de Montebello, 25, from Bologna, Italy, engaged

to marry Henry William Spencer, consul here in Paris,

and the great-nephew by marriage of the Queen herself.

That's why this case is so delicate. More than delicate. Sensitive.

Anything else I should know?

From what I've been told, it all began during the wedding, which

took place on their family estate as Maria objected to a church.

However, the groom had invited the Bishop of Westminster to bless the Union,

and at the sight of the clergyman, the bride was seized

with hysteria and a sexual appetite beyond comprehension.

Appetites can be a sign of very good health, can they not, Doctor?

Well, certainly, within limits.

May I?

Sure.

Born on the 18th of March, 1759.

It must be a clerical error. Otherwise, it would mean that she is...

A hundred and thirty years old, exactly.

A hundred and...

So you believe this woman is a creature of devil?

Well, that's a hasty conclusion, Doctor.

Very often, when a situation escapes our

understanding, we see in it the work of the devil.

Well, the fact that she's old and allergic to God's

representatives is merely a symptom, not a disease.

It is very important in cases like this to study, to observe without prejudice.

We must follow the rules and laws of nature, science,

mathematics, not those of superstition and the church,

which I must admit can be a trifle obscure.

You see, Doctor, we have to approach this like a criminal investigation.

We should first establish a fact.

From there, we deduce the motives, the circumstances, the location.

Could you hold this, please?

And the murder weapon...

My order has been studying this phenomenon for more than 400 years.

I personally for more than 30.

And I can state for the record, Doctor, you are

the first one to have captured a specimen alive.

Congratulations.

Thank you, Laya.

The vampire.

Don't listen to him, Doctor.

Help me.

I'll let you do whatever you want.

Smile, please.

The oversized canines could be a clue, but there could also be a natural explanation.

So we must look elsewhere.

Now, this creature, like any other, is definitely the work of our Lord.

But for some mysterious reason, it seems God may have other plans with it.

Contrary to popular belief, vampires adapt very well to light in general.

But it is direct rays they cannot take.

This is crazy. It doesn't make any sense.

Again, you may be right.

This could be just another anomaly of nature.

So we have to continue until we find irrefutable proof.

Well, I think we have all the proof we need, Doctor, don't you?

This is beyond science and understanding.

That's why I am here.

My dear child.

May I call you Maria?

You can call me as you like, Father. I want yours.

Maria.

If you answer my questions nicely, I will give you what you want.

You know my desires.

I know your needs. Allow me.

Come a little closer, let's help.

Science requires sacrifice.

Are you ready to make one?

I suppose so.

What are you doing?

A few drops of blood, a meagre contribution to science.

If I buy your lentil soup, you'll feel like a new man.

Uh-huh.

Help you.

Maria, show me your neck, please.

You see? She's not a first-generation vampire.

So you mean there could be more of them?

Without a doubt.

For 400 years now, we've been looking for the source.

This source.

Yes.

My master.

Who is he?

What's his name?

Where can we find him?

No, don't bother.

He'll find you.

Is he? In Paris?

No.

Very soon.

Oh, no.

Maria.

Please.

Maria.

Maria.

Maria.

Who is he?

He's a prince.

A prince?

He's come from the celebration?

No.

He comes to find his princess.

His princess?

Who is she?

What does she look like?

Hmm.

Very beautiful.