Roll up your sleeve, Art.
- Oh, God.
- Quickly, quickly.
Roll it up!
This may hurt a little, Art.
Forgive me. My life is hers. I would
give my last drop of blood to save her.
Your last drop?
Thank you.
You are very welcome here.
I don't ask as much as that. Not yet.
Hold her hand.
Jack, that poor creature has had the
blood of two men put into her already.
Man alive. Her whole body
couldn't hold that much blood.
- What took it out?
- That's a good question, Mr. Morris.
Those marks on her throat...
...no disease, no trituration...
...I am sure the blood loss
occurred there.
Oh? Where did the blood go?
You were once
a careful student, Jack.
Use your brain!
Where did the blood go?
Tell me!
- The bed would be covered in blood.
- Exactly.
You do not let your eyes see
nor your ears hear...
...that which you cannot account for.
Something just went up there,
sucked it out of her and flew away?
Ja. Why not?
That's brilliant.
That's absolutely brilliant.
Will one of you learned doctors,
or whatever you are...
...kindly tell me
what is going on with my Lucy?
Jack, you are a scientist.
Do you not think there are things in
this universe you cannot understand...
...and which are true.
Mesmerism, hypnotism?
You and Charcot
have proved hypnotism.
Materialization, astral bodies.
Professor?
Where did he go?
You see?
I feel like a blundering novice.
Gentlemen, we're not fighting
some disease here.
Those marks on your dear
Miss Lucy's neck were made...
...by something unspeakable
out there.
Dead, but not dead.
It stalks us for some dread purpose
I do not comprehend.
To live, it feeds
on Lucy's precious blood.
It is a beast, a monster.
What is happening
to Lucy and to me?
When I was younger,
my feelings were never troubled.
I wish I were myself again...
... the sensible Mina
I always depended on.
Absinthe...
... is the aphrodisiac of the self.
The green fairy...
... who lives in the absinthe...
... wants your soul.
But...
... you are safe with me.
Tell me, Prince...
...tell me of your home.
The most beautiful place...
...in all creation.
Yes, it must be.
A land beyond
a great, vast forest...
...surrounded by
majestic mountains...
...lush vineyards...
...and flowers of such frailty
and beauty...
...as to be found nowhere else.
You've described my home...
...as if you had seen it firsthand.
It's your voice, perhaps.
It's so familiar.
It's like...
It's like a voice in a dream
I cannot place...
...and it comforts me.
- When I am alone.
- When you are alone.
And what of the princess?
Princess?
There is always a princess...
...with gowns flowing white.
And her face.
Oh, God...
...her face...
...is a river.
The princess...
...she's a river
filled with tears of sadness...
...and heartbreak.
There was a princess.
Elisabeta.
She was the most radiant woman...
...in all the empires of the world.
Man's deceit took her
from her ancient prince.
She leapt to her death...
...into the river that you spoke of.
In my mother's tongue...
...it is called...
... argesh.
River princess.
Dear Madam.
Your fiancй is safe and in the care...
... of the good sisters
of the Blessed Sacrament.
Mr. Harker believes your life
is in extreme danger...
... and he desires with all urgency
that you join him here...
... so that you may
immediately be married.
Yours with all blessings,
Sister Agatha.
My sweet prince.
Jonathan must never know of us.
Dr. Van Helsing.
And you're Madam Mina,
dear friend to our Lucy, ja?
- How is she, doctor?
- She's still very weak.
She tells me of your
beloved Jonathan Harker...
...and your worry for him.
Well, I, too, worry
for all young lovers.
There are darknesses in life,
my child...
...and there are