will meet his ship
and burn it into the sea.
Home. Home.
The vampire's baptized her
with his own blood...
...and her blood is dying,
my friend.
It is no use.
I will not let you go
into the unknown alone.
Oh, my poor, dear Jonathan.
Oh, what have I done to you?
No, I have done this
to both of us.
I can hear him.
He's coming closer.
He's calling me to him.
Stay with me. Please.
I am so cold.
All aboard!
Noon. Holmwood received a wire
from his clerk at Lloyd's.
The count's ship sailed past us
in the night fog...
... to the northern port of Galatz.
The black devil
is reading Mina's mind.
How can we catch him now?
Varna. Galatz.
It's about 200 miles.
I think that with the horses,
we can cut him off...
...reach him before
he reaches the castle.
I will dispatch Van Helsing
straight for the Borgo Pass.
If we fail in our task...
...you will have to finish him.
From Varna, Mina and Van Helsing
took a carriage...
... and we continued
on the train towards Galatz...
... where we still hoped to intercept
the count before he reaches land.
I am fearful for Mina.
She is now our decoy.
I know this place.
- The end of the world.
- We must go on.
It is late, child.
We must rest here now.
No, we must go!
He needs me.
We must go!
We have passed Bistritza.
Dracula has outsmarted us again.
We learned that his gypsies took
charge of the vampire's box at Galatz...
... and are now on
the Borgo Pass road.
- Here. You must eat.
- I am not hungry.
You have been so good to me,
Professor.
I know that Lucy harbored
secret desires for you.
She told me.
I, too, know what men desire.
Will you cut off my head...
...and drive a stake
through my heart...
...as you did poor Lucy,
you murdering bastard?
Not while I live.
I am sworn to protect you.
You are safe within the circle.
I've lost Lucy.
I'll not lose you to him.
You're whores of Satan!
This is holy ground.
Leave this place now!
Leave!
In the name of God,
leave this ground!
I command you
in the name of Christ!
Christ! Damn you!
Dracul!
You are...
... near.
My love.
They're racing
against the sunset.
It may be too late.
God help us.
Harker, shoot!
Charge!
When my time comes,
will you do the same to me?
Will you?
- Wait.
- Let them go.
Let them go.
Our work is finished here.
Hers has just begun.
We've all become God's madmen.
All of us.
Where is my God?
He has forsaken me.
It is finished.
My love.
My love.
There, in the presence of God...
... I understood at last
how my love could release us all...
... from the powers of darkness.
Our love is stronger than death.
Give me peace.The year, 1462.
Constantinople had fallen.
Moslem Turks swept into Europe,
threatening all of Christendom.
From Transylvania arose
a Romanian knight.
Draculea.
On the eve of the battle,
his bride, Elizabetha, -
- knew that he must face
an insurmountable force -
- from which he might never return.
Elizabetha ...
The vengeful Turks
shot a message into the castle.
It told of Draculea's death.
Elizabetha, believing him dead,
flung herself into the river.
My prince is dead.
All is lost without him.
May God unite us in heaven.
I've done everything
you asked, Master.
All the preparations are in order.
Everything.
I await your command, for I know -
- that when the rewards are given, -
- I will be one of those
who benefits from your generosity.
Thank you.
Renfield is deranged.
He's lost his mind, poor chap.
Take over his foreign client, -
- this eccentric Count Dracula.
He's buying up property in London.
Of course, sir.
Thank you for your confidence.
This is a great opportunity, Harker.
Leave for Transylvania immediately.
Opportunities such as this
come but once in a lifetime.
May I enquire, what