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 lights.
You are one of the lights,
dear Mina...
...the light of all light.
Go now.
See your friend.
You look different.
You look positively radiant.
You heard from Jonathan.
Didn't you?
- Yes.
He's safe.
He's in a convent in Romania.
He's suffering from a violent brain fever.
The good sisters are caring for him.
They wrote to me,
and they say he needs me...
...but I won't go.
I'm not going to leave you.
You've got to go to him...
...and you've got to love him...
...and marry him right then and there.
And I want you to take this,
my sister.
It's my wedding gift to you.
Don't worry about spoiled little Lucy.
I'll be all right.
Tell Jonathan oceans of love.
Jack, how is she?
This is why I cannot breathe.
Lucy, it's medicinal.
To help you sleep.
To dream better dreams.
It's garlic.
It's nothing but common garlic.
Quincey's here to see you.
Get some brandy.
Now, Miss Lucy,
you just rest easy.
Arthur sent me to take care of you.
He said if you don't get better quick...
...I have to put you out of your misery like a lame horse.
You're such a beast.
Will you kiss me?
Kiss me.
That old coot.
- Get off me.
Listen to me.
Sleep, sleep now. Sleep.
You're at peace.
Look. There. There.
Nosferatu.
'Here occurs the shocking and frightening history...
...of the wild,
berserk Prince Dracula.
How he impaled people and roasted them...
...boiled their heads in a kettle...
...how he skinned them alive...
...and hacked them to pieces and then drank their blood.'
Dracul.
For blood is the life.
'My dearest Prince, forgive me.
I have received word from my fiancй in Romania.
I am en route to join him.
We are to be married.
I will never see you again.
Mina. ”
It is odd,
but I feel almost...
...that my strange friend is with me.
He speaks to me in my thoughts.
With him I felt more alive than ever I had.
And now without him,
soon to be a bride...
...I feel confused and lost.
Perhaps, though I try to be good,
I am bad.
Perhaps I am a bad,
inconstant woman.
Winds.
It is the cause.
It is the cause of my soul.
It is Dracula...
...the undead...
...the foe I have pursued all my life.
Dracula.
Jack, hurry.
I have much to tell you.
Guard her well, Mr. Morris.
Do not fail here tonight.
We are dealing with forces beyond all human experience...
...an enormous power,
so guard her well.
Otherwise your precious Lucy will become a bitch of the devil...
...a whore of darkness.
You're a sick old buzzard.
Hear me out, young man.
Lucy is not a random victim attacked by mere accident.
Do you understand? No.
She is a willing recruit,
a breathless, wanton follower.
I dare say, a devoted disciple.
She is the devil's concubine.
Do you understand me?
Yet, we may still save her precious soul.
But not on an empty stomach.
Jack.
- Here, sir.
I starve. Feed me.
You old coot.
Your impotent men with their foolish spells...
...cannot protect you from my power.
I condemn you to living death...
...to eternal hunger...
...for living blood.
I know how deeply you loved her. That
is why you must trust me and believe.
Believe?
How can I believe?
I want you to bring me, before nightfall, a set of postmortem knives.
An autopsy? Lucy?
No, not exactly. I just want to cut
off her head and take out her heart.
Diary, 17th September.
Poor Jonathan.
He's still so ill.
He's cheered by the familiar streets in London.
For me, now that Lucy is dead,
it is a