Count Dracula (Nachts, wenn Dracula erwacht) (Nachts, wenn Dracula erwacht)

Er, please.

Thank you.

Do svidaniya.

Excuse me, you do speak English?

A little. But please speak slowly.

Does this train stop in Bistritz?

Yes. I go there myself.

Well, thank goodness for that.

Uh, do you live near Bistritz?

I'm travelling there, on business.

Oh, so am I.

I'm a lawyer, or rather I hope I'm going to be one,

from London.

From London!

I'm going there to visit one of our clients.

Maybe you know him. Count Dracula.

Do you know him?

My dear sir,

may God preserve you,

because if you go to visit Count Dracula,

you may need God's help.

- Are you the Englishman? - Jonathan Harker.

We have strict orders from the Count to look after you.

A place has been reserved for you

on the stage coach tomorrow.

And the Count's own carriage will meet you at the Borgo's Pass.

Vladimir!

Is anything the matter?

Oh, no, sir. Your bedroom is ready upstairs

and we have prepared some food for you.

Thank you.

But I'm feeling very tired.

I'll be going to bed early.

Very good, sir.

Who is it?

What do you want?

Excuse me, sir.

I wanted to talk to you but my husband said I should not.

But tomorrow,

tomorrow night is St George's night!

What of it?

Oh! When the clock strikes midnight,

all the evils of the world circle around us.

Sir, do know where you're going?

What you are going to?

- Greta? - I must go!

Good morning.

Well, I rather missed you last night.

I chose other company, sir.

Why do you look at me so strangely?

Why does everybody look at me like that?

Because tonight...

is St George's night and, er...

And what else?

They know your destination.

Excuse me. How far is it to the Borgo's Pass?

We'll be there by nightfall.

And from the Pass to Count Dracula's castle?

You'd best ask whoever meets you, sir.

To tell the truth, I've never seen the place,

and please God I never shall.

This is the Borgo's Pass!

May God protect you, sir.

The night is cold, and my master, the Count,

bade me take all care of you.

No, thank you, I don't need it.

As you wish.

But it gives both warmth

and courage.

Welcome to my house.

Count Dracula?

I am Dracula.

Enter freely

and of your own will.

It is late and my servants have gone to bed.

I will see to your comfort myself.

You will need to refresh yourself after your journey.

I trust that you will find everything you require.

I shall await your pleasure.

- You do not dine, sir? - I have already dined.

I hope you'll find everything in order.

The purchase document duly receipted,

the title deeds of the house, the plans.

The house is in poor condition,

but it stands back well away from the main road to London.

Completely isolated, just as you required.

It is strongly built,

but it has remained empty for quite a long time.

Yes.

Yes, an empty house,

it is exactly what I require.

Have you lived here for many years?

All my life.

Your wife?

No, I'm not married yet.

But the lady on the left is my fiancée.

And the other?

Miss Lucy Westenra, her closest friend.

Charming.

- Please. - Thank you.

Forgive me for asking, sir,

but why do you plan to live in England?

I am not young,

and yet I am restless.

And what about this great castle?

It is, I presume, the family home?

True.

The shadows of my past remain here.

We are the second Magyars.

We have a right to be proud.

For in us

flows the blood of many brave races.

The blood of Attila is in these veins.

To us was entrusted for centuries

the guardian of our lands.

The Lombard,

the Bulgar, the Turk,

poured their thousands against our frontiers.

We drove them back!

The Draculas have ever been the heart's blood, the brains,

the sword of our people!

One of my race crossed the Danube

and destroyed the Turkish host.

Though sometimes beaten back,

he came again and again against the enemy,

till at the end he came alone from the bloody field,

for he alone could triumph.

This was a Dracula indeed!

But now,

the wind blows coldly

through the broken battlements.

Although this is my home,

I must move on.

I don't regret my journey,

but surely the post might have served you

much easier and far cheaper.

If I am to begin a new life

in a new land,

I must learn something

of its people

from such as yourself.

You are my honoured guest.

Listen to them.

The children of the night.

What music they make.

But you are weary, you shall sleep late.

You are most gracious,

but my employers, your solicitors, expect me back in London.

We shall see.

But for now, you are here at my invitation.

Nay, at my command.

Come.

Do you enjoy the chase, Mr Harker?

I've never had the opportunity.

The greatest of all sports.

You have the power of life and death

over a living being.

Goodnight, Mr Harker.

Aargh!

Where's my baby! I want my baby back!

I want him back!

Please, help me! Please!

Give my baby back!

Give him back! Give him back!

Give him back!

You are first and we shall follow.

Yours is the right to begin.

He is young and strong!

There are kisses for us all.

Back! Back!

This man belongs to me!

He is ours! We found him first!

Jonathan!

Jonathan!

Jonathan!

Jonathan!

Jonathan!

This man belongs to me!

Good morning.

Where... am I?

Who are you?

I am Dr Seward.

And this is Professor Van Helsing's private clinic not far from London.

How did I get here?

Your body was found in a mountain stream 200 kilometres from Budapest.

But what of Count Dracula?

I escaped from his castle,

but he followed me with the others disguised as bats!

Giant bats!

With great teeth,

waiting to draw blood.

I didn't dream it.

The bats were real!

As big as men.

Why don't you believe me?

What are you doing?

Ah!

Professor.

Have you made inquiries?

This young Englishman, Jonathan Harker,