The Devil's Plaything (Der Fluch der schwarzen Schwestern)

I am the housekeeper.

Welcome. We shall show you to your room.

I am Monika Tarnac.

I am expected.

Welcome. I am Miss Krogg,

the housekeeper.

You must excuse us. We had electricity but we have no long last.

then Miss Donev, Sonya shall send you to your room.

Miss Tarnac, Morgana shall take you to yours.

Can't we stay together?

In the same room?

I'm afraid that is out of thequestion.

The instructions from your late aunt...

I'm sure that will be alright, Monika.

And this is the great hall.

You and Fraulein Vorash are direct decendants

of either Dania Borisov - the Baroness - or her sister Ulla.

They each had a female child who were raised by Ulla Borisov

after the death of the Baroness.

The two children were nearly the same age.

In those times of upheaval and chaos, the trail of lineage was lost.

Then it is not certain who is descended from the Baroness.

That is correct.

Our car was wrecked back in the mountains!

I am the housekeeper.

Welcome to Castle Vaga.

I'm Peter Malenka.

And I am Doctor Julia Malenka.

I understand your motorcar was wrecked.

People seldom drive into these mountains. The roads are very bad.

If we could stay the night, in the morning we would find an inn.

There are no inns in these mountains.

May I ask what brings you to our mountains?

I am doing a study of the local superstitions.

My brother Peter assists me.

If you wish to be our guests, you and your brother are welcome

to stop at the Castle Vaga during your stay.

You are very kind.

Julia?

Were you here the whole time?

I just came in. I heard you crying out in your sleep.

Perhaps we should leave this place.

Peter, you know the significance of these crosses of garlic?

You must never remove yours while we are here,

especially in the dark of night.

Hello, Doctor!

It was a lovely ride. Don't you ever ride?

I'm a terrible rider. I'm afraid of horses.

And I'm afraid of ghosts. Did you hear that weird chanting last night?

Yes, I heard it.

The chanting has something to do with the superstitions.

Yes, about the famous Dania Vaga.

The ancestor of Miss Tarnac and Miss Varash.

In medieval times the Baroness was a dreaded figure.

Those who opposed her, or even displeased her, were put to death by impalement.

After the blood uprising that deposed her,

the Baroness was chained to her impaling stake and burned

by the women of the village. The revolt had been led by her sister, Ulla Borisov,

and the handmaiden Gia Donashova.

Dania Vaga was known the warm blood of impaled victims,

so the superstition grew that she was a vampire.

The furious and fearful women wanted to destroy her completely.

To be destroyed,

a vampire must have a stake of wood driven through its heart.

The Baroness was burned and her body destroyed.

Without the stake of wood in her heart.

As the flames enveloped the Baroness, she screamed that she would one day return

in the body of a descendant when she quench her thirst

on the blood of the women who had burned her.

The women in the town led an exodus in the face of this threat.

They didn't want their blood to be the well from which the vampire returned.

I told you that I was afraid of ghosts...

but this sounds like nonsense to me.

I think it's interesting.

That all happened four hundred years ago. Why has no one returned?

That's hard to say.

Perhaps because people just feel the evil.

The spirit of the Baroness...

as it walks the hills.

Doctor Malenko, do you believe

that the spirit of Baroness Vaga is really

afoot in these mountains, in this day and age?

I believe in the existence of such spirits,

and that they are able to invade the bodies of sympathetic and receptive persons.

Of course, if other circumstances been right.

- A devoted medium must be present. - Devoted medium?

A zealous and dedicated

high priestess, in effect.

One whose ardor itself can bridge the gulf of darkness

that separates the living from the undead.

Undead?

An expression used by superstitious peasants when referring to vampires.

You know a great deal, Doctor, about old wives tales.

- A great deal. - Yes, Fraulein Krogg.

A great deal.

Girls, please be seated.

Make yourselves comfortable.

These documents are quite lengthy.

The Castle Vaga. The 3rd of May, 1969.

I, Doria Dubchekova

do herewith my last will and testament.

The Castle Vaga, its estates and titles

shall be shared equally by Helga Vorash and Monika Tarnac,

provided each resides one full year in the castle.

I some ways I do look like her.

Samana, you're very pretty. Why do you stay in...in this place?

Perhaps I'm under a spell.

A spell? What nonsense.

You think spells are nonsense?

Some spells make you tremble with the chills of fever.

Other spells make you seize with unfilled desires.

Make your juices flow, hot and burning

while fingers warmed in the fires of hell

set your nipples afire

and open your womb to the will of her priestesses.

I'm sorry, Samana. I suddenly became dizzy.

Just lie down in your bed and everything will be alright.

Julia, what do you make of this?

I don't know.

I had a terrible dream!

We heard you cry out.

Someone was calling me.

Please, can we...can we meet outside?

Outside?

Perhaps in the stable?

Please don't disappoint me.

Your wine.

Fraulein Vorash?

Yes, Doctor?

- Fraulein Vorash, I believe that you are in a great deal of danger. -I?

I believe that spirit of the Baroness Vaga walks these corridors.

I know. Looking for a living body to invade.

Perhaps one night you'll awaken to find me standing over you with bared teeth...

A thirsty vampire in my form!

No. You won't be the vampire.

When a vampire is to be reborn

there must be blood for the vampire to suckle upon.

Hostile blood.

The kind of blood

that might flow in the veins of a descendant

of one of the women who burned the Baroness.

You really think I'm in danger?

Well, Doctor, I think you're in danger.

In danger of losing your precious brother... to me.

The doctor knows too much. I've got to remedy that.

Enjoying our full moon, Doctor?

It's beautiful.

You have a very strong will...

Doctor Malenka!

Doney absolutely worships her friend. She would do anything for her.

And the boy?

We shall contact him again.

It shall amuse me to make him her servant.

She wants him.

I feel that, too.

Of course, she wants him.

She shall need many lovers.

Just as she has always needed many lovers.

And the other one?

You know what we must do with her.

We must tempt her.

Have her ready for when she returns.

Fraulein Donev?

May I have a moment with you?

You know a great deal about us,

Fraulein...

About her...

I love her. She doesn't know it, but I love her.

Then you would serve her if you could?

I would do anything for her. Anything!

The doctor has a cross of herbs...

She surely has given him one. I cannot contact him!

I cannot waste time.

We have much to do tonight.

He has a cross of herbs.

Get it to me. Get it to me.

I must have the cross of herbs!

Get it to me! Get it to me!

I must have it.

Helga, wait! Don't run away!

She didn't take it.

She didn't take it.

I cannot worry about him. I must get to her.

She must be prepared.

Cleansed!

Julia, you have looked very uneasy all morning.

That's because I am uneasy, Peter.

If we stay another night, we are asking for destruction.

- But the crosses... I slept very easy last night. - There are certain forces afoot

that even I don't understand, Peter. Things are closing in about us.

Those crosses may be think barriers separating us from destruction.

If we left now...

we could get far enough, even by foot.

The last time we talked, Helga refused to go.

Peter, you fool. You mist leave her, and her legacy.

I love her, Julia.

You love her? She's a little oversexed harlot.

That won't do any good.

Please. Make it stop.

- Make this throbbing stop. - Perhaps...