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.
I have received word from my fiancй
in Romania. I am 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 alive.
Without him, soon to be a bride,
I feel confused and lost.
Perhaps, though I try to be good,
I am a bad, inconstant woman.
Winds! Winds!
Winds!
It is the cause.
It is Dracula, the undead.
The foe I have pursued all my life!
Jack, hurry.
I have much to tell you.
Guard her well, Mr. Morris.
Do not fail here tonight.
We are dealing with forces
of enormous power.
Guard her well, or your Lucy
will become a bitch of the Devil.
A whore of darkness!
You're a sick old buzzard!
Hear me out. Lucy is not a random
victim, attacked by mere accident.
She is a willing recruit,
I dare say a devoted disciple.
She is the Devil's concubine!
Do you understand me?
Yet we may still save her soul.
But not on an empty stomach.
- Jack, 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.
Jack.
I know how deeply you loved her.
That is why you must trust me.
- I need some post-mortem knives.
- An autopsy? Lucy?
No, I just want to cut off her head
and take out her heart.
Diary, 17th September.
Poor Jonathan.
He's still so ill, but cheered
by the familiar streets of London.
For me, now that Lucy is dead,
it is a sad