that much blood.
- What took it out?
- That's a good question.
Those marks on her throat ...
No disease, no trituration.
The blood loss occurred there.
You were once a careful student.
Where did the blood go? Tell me.
- The bed clothes showed no blood.
- Believe what your senses tell you.
Something went up there
sucked it out of her and flew away?
- Yeah, why not?
- Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
Will one of you learned doctors
kindly tell me what is going on?
Jack, you are a scientist.
Do you not think there are things
you cannot understand?
Mesmerism, hypnotism,
materialization ...
- Professor?
- Where the hell did he go?
- You see?
- I feel like a blundering novice.
We're not fighting
some disease here.
There is something
unspeakable out there.
Dead but not dead.
It stalks us with some purpose.
To live, it feeds on Lucy's blood.
It is a beast. A monster.
What is happening
to Lucy and to me?
My feelings are so 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.
It must be.
A land beyond a great vast forest.
Surrounded by majestic mountains.
Lush vineyards.
Flowers of such frailty and beauty
as to be found nowhere else.
You describe my home
as if you had seen it first-hand.
It's your voice, perhaps.
It's so familiar.
It's like ...
a voice in a dream I cannot place.
It comforts me when I am alone.
And what of the princess?
- Princess?
- There is always a princess.
With gowns flowing white.
Her face ...
Her face ...
... is a river.
The princess ... is a river.
Filled with tears
of sadness and heartbreak.
There was a princess.
Elizabetha.
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 tongue it is called:
River Princess.
Dear madam, your fiancй is safe
with the Sisters of the Sacrament.
Mr. Harker believes your life
is in extreme danger.
He desires that you join him here
so that you may be married.
Yours with all blessings,
Sister Agatha.
My sweet Prince ...
Jonathan must never know of us.
- Lucy ...
- Abraham van Helsing.
- You must be Madam Mina.
- How is she, Doctor?
She is still weak. She tells me of
your worry for your beloved fiancй.
I, too, worry for all young lovers.
There are darknesses in life,
my child, and there are lights.
You are one of the lights, Mina.
The light of all light.
Go now, see your friend.
Mina ...
You look different, Mina.
You look positively radiant.
- You heard from Jonathan.
- Yes!
He's safe, Lucy.
He's in a convent in Romania.
He's suffering
from a violent brain fever.
The good sisters caring for him
say he needs me.
But I won't go ...
I'm not going to leave you.
Mina, you've got to go to him.
You've got to love him.
Marry him then and there.
I want you to take this, my sister.
It's my wedding gift to you.
- No, Lucy ...
- Don't worry about me.
I'll be all right.
Tell Jonathan oceans of love.
Jack, how is she?
- This is why I cannot breathe!
- It's medicinal.
- It's nothing but common garlic!
- Quincey has come to see you.
Miss Lucy, you just rest easy.
Arthur sent me to take care of you.
If you don't get better, I'll have
to put you out of your misery.
Quincey, you're such a beast.
Kiss me, Quincey.
Kiss me.
Kiss me!
- That old coot!
- Get off me!
Lucy, listen to me. Sleep now.
Look there and there.
Nosferatu.
"Here follows the shocking history
of the berserk Prince Dracula."
"He impaled people and roasted them,
and boiled their heads."
"He skinned them alive, hacked them
to pieces and drank their blood."
Dracul.
Her blood is the life.
My dearest Prince, forgive me.
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