Dracula: A Love Tale (2025)

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My lord, the enemy is at our door. Are

the ultimate so cruel they still interrupt

our love? They will pay for it, my

beloved. Come on! Is this one necessary?

Can't we all live in

pieces God intend for us?

You are my reason for being, Elisabetta.

Please, take care of yourself, my king. My

life. Because I cannot survive without you.

That's enough, my lord.

w*r calls. Victory is yours.

When we will take you to Wilmer Castle,

to our castle, you will be safe here.

Princeps Invictus, et justarum aminarum.

Nos in Brueleo defendamus.

Tutte la nostra estu alla

missia et lac veis diaboli.

Un nomine Patris et Filii

et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

This battle will be bloody, your eminence.

The dead will number in the thousands.

Are you sure God wills this?

Our kingdom is the last bastion against

the muslims. Do you have faith in our load?

I do. I am ready to die for you.

Then hunt this barbarians to the last man.

I will fight in his name,

but I ask him for one favor.

I'm listening, my son.

I want him to spare my wife.

If she doesn't survive,

I won't be able to go on.

Everything would lose meaning.

Life would become unbearable.

Calm yourself. You risk blasphemy.

The Lord gave you life.

You must honor and serve him.

But he gave me love as well.

He cannot blame me for

being unable to live without it.

If he takes her life, he can take mine too.

I will pray for your request.

No, don't pray. Tell him.

Father Prince!

They're here in the forest.

What is your plan, sir?

Let them go.

Go, Prince, let's go!

Run!

Take her, sir!

He is the plan!

He is the plan!

He is the plan!

Run!

Go, Prince!

Help!

beat the g*n!

Get out!

Get out!

Now you can't!

This is what I'm doing!

The Princess! Speak.

There was an ambush.

She managed to escape. Where

did she go? The Forest of Wolves.

My Prince. He's dead. We've

been praying for her since you left.

So God is deaf? Or you

did not pray hard enough?

My Prince. God has his own reasons.

It's not for us to question him.

Perhaps you had another destiny for her.

She has no other destiny. She is dead!

And he didn't even allow

me to say goodbye to her.

I beg you, tell God to

send her back to me.

It's impossible. Why? Why?

Because God does not perform reincarnation.

But he can perform miracles, can he not?

Can he not? If you pray hard

enough, he will listen to you.

Please, tell him. Tell him!

She... she was a good Christian and a pure

soul. I'm sure God will take care of her.

And what about me? I've

done everything he has asked.

My soul is stained with the blood of our

enemies whom I have k*lled in his name.

I don't have the answers, my Prince.

I'm only his humble... messengership.

Good. I have a message

that I want you to deliver to me.

Tell your God... that

until he brings me back

my wife, my life no

longer belongs to him.

Uh, around ten minutes ago.

Ah, okay. Yes!

Where did you lay there?

Um, in the chapel.

It seemed most appropriate.

You did the right thing.

You did the right thing.

Father?

Ah. Dr. Dumont, I presume?

Yes.

You have a very beautiful chapel.

Well, yes, it's true. Thank

you for making this trip, Father.

It must have been a

long and arduous journey.

Exhausting, I must admit.

That's why I'm partaking of some

light refreshment I found right

here. I hope you don't mind.

Not at all.

You're most kind.

I'm sure it tastes much better

than the beer in my native Bavaria.

I'm sorry to welcome you in such

an ingratious manner, but I'm afraid

the hospital administration and

diocese don't support your presence here.

I'm used to it. The church and the scientific

academies don't get along very well.

That's why the Vatican

for centuries has been in the

habit of delegating its

most delicate cases to us.

This case is very delicate.

The Queen of England herself is concerned.

The Queen? Exciting.

No, no, no. It's the ceremony of the

centenary of the French Revolution.

In a few days, there's a lot

of excitement everywhere.

Close the door.

Why so many chains?

I'm afraid she'll fly away.

She was quite aggressive when

we picked her up. A real beast.

Even animals are entitled to a little

humanity. What do we know about her?

Maria de Montebello, 25,

from Bologna, Italy, engaged

to marry Henry William

Spencer, consul here in Paris,

and the great-nephew by

marriage of the Queen herself.

That's why this case is so delicate.

More than delicate. Sensitive.

Anything else I should know?

From what I've been told, it all

began during the wedding, which

took place on their family estate

as Maria objected to a church.

However, the groom had invited the

Bishop of Westminster to bless the Union,

and at the sight of the

clergyman, the bride was seized

with hysteria and a sexual

appetite beyond comprehension.

Appetites can be a sign of very

good health, can they not, Doctor?

Well, certainly, within limits.

May I?

Sure.

Born on the 18th of March, 1759.

It must be a clerical error.

Otherwise, it would mean that she is...

A hundred and thirty years old, exactly.

A hundred and...

So you believe this woman

is a creature of devil?

Well, that's a hasty conclusion, Doctor.

Very often, when a

situation escapes our

understanding, we see

in it the work of the devil.

Well, the fact that she's

old and allergic to God's

representatives is merely

a symptom, not a disease.

It is very important in cases like this

to study, to observe without prejudice.

We must follow the rules

and laws of nature, science,

mathematics, not those of

superstition and the church,

which I must admit can be a trifle obscure.

You see, Doctor, we have to approach

this like a criminal investigation.

We should first establish a fact.

From there, we deduce the motives,

the circumstances, the location.

Could you hold this, please?

And the m*rder weapon...

My order has been studying this

phenomenon for more than 400 years.

I personally for more than 30.

And I can state for the

record, Doctor, you are

the first one to have

captured a specimen alive.

Congratulations.

Thank you, Laya.

The vampire.

Don't listen to him, Doctor.

Help me.

I'll let you do whatever you want.

Smile, please.

The oversized canines could be a clue, but

there could also be a natural explanation.

So we must look elsewhere.

Now, this creature, like any other,

is definitely the work of our Lord.

But for some mysterious reason, it

seems God may have other plans with it.

Contrary to popular belief, vampires

adapt very well to light in general.

But it is direct rays they cannot take.

This is crazy. It doesn't make any sense.

Again, you may be right.

This could be just

another anomaly of nature.

So we have to continue

until we find irrefutable proof.

Well, I think we have all the

proof we need, Doctor, don't you?

This is beyond science and understanding.

That's why I am here.

My dear child.

May I call you Maria?

You can call me as you like, Father.

I want yours.

Maria.

If you answer my questions

nicely, I will give you what you want.

You know my desires.

I know your needs. Allow me.

Come a little closer, let's help.

Science requires sacrifice.

Are you ready to make one?

I suppose so.

What are you doing?

A few drops of blood, a

meagre contribution to science.

If I buy your lentil soup,

you'll feel like a new man.

Uh-huh.

Help you.

Maria, show me your neck, please.

You see?

She's not a first-generation vampire.

So you mean there could be more of them?

Without a doubt.

For 400 years now, we've

been looking for the source.

This source.

Yes.

My master.

Who is he?

What's his name?

Where can we find him?

No, don't bother.

He'll find you.

Is he? In Paris?

No.

Very soon.

Oh, no.

Maria.

Please.

Maria.

Maria.

Maria.

Who is he?

He's a prince.

A prince?

He's come from the celebration?

No.

He comes to find his princess.

His princess?

Who is she?

What does she look like?

Hmm.

Very beautiful.

More blood, please.

Ah, sure.

You had enough.

More would be greedy.

So, what is your conclusion?

Now we can find a princess

who will lead us to her prince.

Good luck.

Are we there?

Take this road.

It is at the end.

Can you help me with my luggage?

Can't leave my horses alone?

Too many wolves are all.

Glad to hear it.

You have a crucifix with you?

No.

Take mine.

Keep it always with you.

Thank you, but I do not believe in God.

Don't pray God believes in you.

Huh.

Huh?

Shoo!

Shoo!

Hello?

Is anybody here?

Oh.

Excuse me.

I... You surprised me.

I desire to apologize

for my... somewhat my...

dramatic entrance.

Give me this.

Oh.

Uh... My apologies, sir.

I didn't introduce myself.

Jonathan Harker.

Solicitor.

You were quite young for a lawyer.

Yes.

I... joined Filippo's office

in Paris earlier this year.

Ah.

Thank you.

And... you are?

Vlad the Second.

Prince of Wallachia.

Count...

Dracuz.

Oh.

Your Excellency.

Apologies for my clumsiness.

I was given no physical description of you.

My portrait is not well

known except on these walls.

Huh.

Magnificent.

Is that a gramophone?

Yes, it is.

I've never seen one before.

I'm very curious

to... Later, maybe.

Let us die.

Fine.

This is so good.

Your appetite is a

pleasure to see, young man.

Everything is so delicious, and to

be honest, I will starve him to death.

Huh.

That certainly won't be the case here.

The upkeep of such an abode must

require a countless amount of staff.

Too many.

And yet, I'm puzzled not to have seen any.

They are very discreet.

You want anything?

Later.

Try this.

Nice trick.

Fantastic flavour.

It is one of the recipes

I bring back from India.

You travel a lot?

Not anymore.

Not anymore, but...

Once upon a time, yes.

I visited every continent

and crossed all oceans.

Oh.

You must have so many

wonderful stories to tell.

I do.

What are your troubles for?

Work or pleasure?

I handle certain affairs, it is true.

But I am retired now.

I let my...

associates travel around

the world in my place.

And it's my associate, Mr. Jenkins,

who arranged for my visit here.

And once again, let me thank you

for quoting me a moment of your time.

I have plenty of time.

So, what brings you here, young man?

What?

Among the many properties that you

own in Europe, there's one in particular.

An old abbey in the heart of Paris.

The county, which we

represent, wondered,

given the dilapidated

scale of the property,

if you might be interested in selling.

Ah, I think it's this one.

No, not this one.

Sorry.

I must admit, the

roads were quite chaotic

to get here, and my

stuff is all upside down.

And what do they want to do with it?

A hospital, I believe.

The Great Paris Exhibition

is coming soon, and

the city will receive

millions of visitors.

And this one?

It's located near Saint-Germain-des-Prs,

not too far from the river La Seine.

I will show you.

Are you a believer?

Sorry? What did you say?

Do you believe in God?

Not me. The coachman gave it to me.

All two positions run deep, I suppose.

Got it.

Enough talking for tonight.

Let me show you to your room.

This castle is

well-guided, but I prefer you

to not leave your room

under any circumstances.

Forgive me, but what

exactly are you afraid of?

Old castles like this are filled

with memories that might haunt you.

Oh, I'm not superstitious.

That is a pity.

Watch him.

Elizabeth.

Good evening.

How may I help you, Father?

I'd like to speak to Mr. Henry

William Spencer, please.

Yes?

My apologies for disturbing

at such a late hour.

I was sent by a friend, Dr. Dumont

of the Hotel Dieu Hospital.

Oh, God, the hospital

where Maria is... Indeed.

Is something awful before her?

Yes. No, she's alive, clinically speaking.

Oh, thank God. Please come

sit down and tell me everything.

Father, I'm worried sick.

Is her health stable at least?

She doesn't eat much, drinks reasonably

well, yet she's bursting with energy.

That burns well, but... Yeah.

That burns very well.

Yet do we know more about this

evil thing that's eating away at her?

We're making progress, but

as you know, the sides is a long,

winding road that we can

only travel step by tiny step.

You have a very nice place here.

Which belongs to the English Crown.

Yeah, the Crown has always

known how to make good investments.

What can I do for you, Father?

I'd like to visit her room.

May I ask what you're looking for?

Nothing in particular. It's just

important that no stone be left unturned.

You're a bit like an inspector

on a police investigation.

Precisely. Except I tried to

solve the case before the m*rder.

I'll leave you to it.

And if you ever need any help

on any occasion, I'm your servant.

Thank you. That's very kind of you.

Princess Elisabetta.

Princess Elisabetta.

You should not have left your room.

Oh, my God.

Don't utter that name.

He is not welcome here.

Are you the devil?

God. Evil.

Two almost identical entities.

Two minds battling one another

without showing themselves.

And we... we are their playthings.

We are puppets that move

only and dare be haste.

No!

No! No! No!

No! No! No! No!

Do you intend to k*ll me?

I do.

But not right away.

It is important to wait until

the blood engorges the head.

Who are you really?

I am just a poor soul condemned by God.

And cursed to walk in the

shadow of death for all eternity.

No!

And sustain myself on fresh blood.

Human blood is recommended.

Ah!

Why would God do such a thing?

He is only love and mercy.

Oh, I thought you were not a believer.

I am now.

No!

Thank you.

What is your last wish?

Tell me your story.

My story?

Yes.

Please.

I want to know everything about you.

This is your last wish.

Is to listen to a story from an old man.

I'm dying to.

You're dying to.

It is very funny.

Let's grant it then.

Lower him down.

Lower him down.

Life is nothing but a

long hard road, my friend.

Death is a privilege that God

grants you and denies me.

And yet, I was one of

his most faithful servants.

What happened?

He took my wife.

My princess.

The love of my life.

Since then, I've lived

on waiting for her return.

How long?

Exactly?

400 years.

That's pretty long.

But how can you be sure she'll come back?

Sometimes pure souls can be reincarnated.

And my beloved was the purest of them all.

Forgive me, but I presume you

don't know when, where or how?

Precisely.

That doesn't seem like a very good deal.

That I have known.

Sooner, young man, I would

have hired you as my lawyer.

You've been looking for all this time?

The task has not been easy.

The Black Base spread all

over Europe for centuries.

Nearly 200 million souls were decimated.

Half of them women.

This made my research

all the more difficult because

all the remaining women were gathered

in holy places where I was not welcome.

I was so lonely

that I began to envy the

unfortunates that death claimed.

Living without love is the

worst disease of all, my friend.

It is like a fine,

incessant rain

that gradually eats away

at your bones turning you

into a formless sponge

unable to stand upright.

And then,

no matter how strong your love is,

you lose your faith.

And yet they said that

hope is the spice of life.

In my case,

I would prefer that...

hope kills me.

To theibiline But, all

of this was of no use,

because God denied me the right to die.

Over time, all desire disappears. Even the

desire to end one's life. All you are left

with is... an orderless, charmless, melancholy,

and the hope that I will find her one day.

But, I couldn't visit every

castle house in Hamlet.

So, if I couldn't go to her, I had to

find a way for her to come to me.

How? Poison?

Now look at this

who is being dramatic.

It is a fragrance that I

developed for over a century.

I visited the great city

of Baghdad, known for its

magical gardens of a

thousand and more flowers.

Then I continued my journey

to Kanash, in India, where I

learned to capture the souls

of the most sensitive flowers.

But it was only back in Europe

that my research came to fruition.

First, to the colorful fields

of Grasse in France, where

some flowers have intoxicated

our imaginations for centuries.

And then, finally, in the heart

of Italy, in the magnificent city of

Florence, which was, at the

time, the capital of all the perfumes.

Sir, I think this is it.

The color is quite pleasant.

Oh, never mind the color. The city

is divine, and the effect guarantees it.

We shall see.

Perhaps it would be wiser to try outside.

No, this seems to be the ideal place.

Oh, mamma mia.

This perfume was highly effective.

More powerful than I

could have ever imagined.

I have to admit, this period

was not the most unpleasant.

Indeed.

And then, after visiting

every court in Europe, I ended

my journey with the famous

French court of Versailles.

The king at the time.

Louis, whose number... I forget.

Miss Little Buttercup had the

bright idea to bring together all his

nobles and his artists of his

kingdom to keep closer eye on them.

Now, there is no doubt in my mind that if

Elisabetta had returned, she would be here.

I had never been so close to finding her.

In my heart, I was as

excited as when I began.

Elisabetta.

No, I'm not Elisabetta.

I'm Isabelle de Touraine, but

I'll change my name if you insist.

It's seemed impossible, and

on this day, hopeless to me.

Effort, time, and money

spent only served a w*r of

debauchery and artifice

which left no place for love.

It was now time for me to entrust the

task of finding my Elisabetta to others.

How many did you bite?

It doesn't matter.

Because in the end, my

associates were as unlucky as I was.

So I returned to my Elisabetta.

And since then, I have rarely

left this castle with the deluded

hope that one day my disciples

will finally find my beloved.

Sir, you seem to know what you're

talking about when it comes to love.

I do.

And you have to spare me, please.

I do have a beloved and

you'll separate us forever.

In whose name?

God?

No.

In the name of love.

Are you married?

I proposed to her just before I left.

And she...

Accepted?

Yes, she did.

We to be wed as soon as I return.

It is unfortunate.

If you k*ll me, she'll die of grief.

I know it.

What does she look like?

The locket.

There.

Around my neck.

Inside is a photograph.

No, Mina.

Nina...

This woman is my young man...

But I will spare your

life for filing her for me.

Keep in prison.

Where are my horses?

I need to be clean.

I need to be beautiful. I need blood.

I need blood. Lots of fresh blood.

Elisabeth.

This is a portrait of

the woman our prince

is searching for in

your great city of Paris.

He's been looking for his

beloved for more than 400 years.

We've been tracking

him for just as long.

But the resolution of his

endless weight is about

to happen now, right

here in the heart of Paris.

She's left-handed.

Yeah. Good observation.

This book contains all observations my

congregation has compiled over the centuries.

You speak German?

No.

Well, let me read you a little piece.

It is likely that these creatures are the

way they are as a result of a divine curse.

Gttlich verflucht in German.

If God can give life, then

consequently he can also give death.

But he can refuse in cases

of great offense or blasphemy.

Ah.

Then the offender will be condemned

to wander the earth for all time.

But even more interesting,

God can forgive the

offender, however, in the

event of true repentance.

Death will be granted,

and the curse will be lifted.

Hmm.

This means if we succeed

in destroying this demon, all

those who he's bitten will

be freed from the curse.

And, uh, suppose we do manage to find this

demon? How do you intend to get rid of it?

That's the easy part.

You drive a stake through

his heart with a hammer

and cut off his head.

Wonderful.

In another book it's

mentioned that cloves of garlic

will cause it to flee. I doubt

this method is effective.

Yet more within my grasp.

Let's not get ahead of

ourselves. First we have to find this

woman, because she's the

only one who can lead us to him.

Strange.

What?

Um, the young woman in the portrait.

Yes, what about her?

She bears a striking

resemblance to the young woman

you asked me to keep

waiting in the next room.

Madame?

Are you Dr. Dumont?

Indeed. How can I help you?

I'm a friend of Maria Dumont

to Bello. I learned that she's

under your care and I came

to inquires to her condition.

Of course.

To whom do I have the honor?

Mina. Mina Murray.

I was at Maria's wedding

when tragedy occurred.

You knew her well?

You knew?

Oh.

No, no, no. Please,

please. My apologies.

No, no, she's very well. I mean

her condition is dead. Sorry.

Praise be to God.

Indeed, my child.

Would you mind if we ask you a few

questions? It could help her recovery.

Yes, of course.

Are you related?

No, not at all. I

am not from here.

Can you tell us about your

relationship, her behavior?

Well.

I met Maria a few days ago at a tea

party that her future husband organized.

Henry.

When she saw me, she

took me under her wing.

Oh, oh, oh.

She never really let me go.

Look at her.

It was as if she could sense

that I didn't really belong.

She took me into her room and we...

we talked. We laughed a lot.

It was so nice.

She was... What

did you talk about?

She could talk about anything.

She was...

She was particularly fond of...

Discussing love.

To the point of making me uncomfortable.

She was so excited.

About what, exactly?

About everything.

And then...

Suddenly, she just...

She tore herself apart.

Why did you attend the wedding?

I...

I accompanied my fianc.

Who knows...

Everyone.

Everyone.

It seems.

He's from a very

respected family, I suppose.

You suppose?

Yes.

I don't... I don't know.

Get some water, please.

My dear child.

You have before you

a doctor and a priest,

both bound by the

strictest confidentiality.

You can express yourself without fear.

To tell you the truth, this

wedding has upset me.

Like a bad... Premonition.

My engagement happens so quickly.

I don't...

I don't know.

If you love him.

I do.

Of course.

He's wonderful.

Any young woman would

be delighted by such a match.

But you're not any young woman.

I can't help but feel like I...

As if I...

As if?

As if I don't belong in this time.

I apologize.

You must think me incredibly naive and...

I'm boring you with my problems.

I... Absolutely not.

Quite the contrary.

Could you write down your address, please?

Of course.

I'm staying at a boarding

house until Jonathan returns.

You're left-handed?

Yes.

I've often been advised

to become right-handed.

Don't change a thing.

It's very charming.

Thank you for your visit.

Thank you for seeing me.

I'll go now to the hospital

chapel and pray for her.

Excellent idea, my child.

Good day.

What is eat, my son?

I have no shelter and

have not eaten for centuries.

I am cold as well.

I will take him to the chapel.

Please.

Come in.

Come in.

Thank you for the invitation.

Don't move.

I'll get you a hot bowl of soup.

You are too kind.

Who are you?

Count Raccoon.

At your service.

Thank you for the soup.

But I require something richer.

Don't worry.

You won't catch fire.

Your evil spells have no

effect in the house of God.

Oh, really?

In the name of the Father,

the Son, and the evil spirit...

Come, my sisters.

Look what God has made of you.

Hearts of stone and dormant bodies.

Suffocating under their own thick tissue.

Let me free you from this prison.

Let me free you from this prison.

What?

The second one. Dobb! No. Dobb!

No. Dobb! No. Dobb! Dobb! block!

influertigh arse Weag syllabus

Dublin Good evening.

The hospital is closed. I found her.

Thank you. You deserve a reward.

Come, come a little bit. Come closer.

Here you are.

Sorry for disturbing you, Father. The

Doctor Dumont needs to see you immediately.

I'm coming. If this patient's

disappearance could

remain a secret way to nurse, at least

for a while... You can come help me.

Here.

He lost a lot of blood.

I was thinking of giving a transfusion.

I'm sure he would have loved that.

Oh, yes, of course. Sorry.

He uses a pleasant perfume.

I never noticed.

How could she have

escaped with all the chains?

There was an outsider, Comptece.

A man.

He was seen wandering the hospital.

Is there a description?

Thirties.

Elegant and retreat rest.

Blue eyes.

Tall and upright.

Mina's in danger.

You must want her.

Are you cold, my child?

No.

I've always loved the spectacle of fire.

Expecting visitors?

No.

I'll see what it's about.

Ta-da!

But you're cured.

Indeed I am.

Oh, it's a miracle.

I'm so...

I'm so relieved.

Don't worry.

Evil is gone as quickly as it came.

Let's not speak of it anymore.

What's your feeling?

In tip-top shape and ready to

celebrate my return in grand style.

Dr. Dumonti let you go.

I have so much energy today.

I don't think he could have stopped me.

And your fiance?

In Scotland.

Oh, look what I have!

But your hat will go together.

Where?

Three front row tickets

for today's celebration.

You're welcome.

Three?

Oh yes, my friend.

The one I've been telling

you about is in town.

And he's dying to meet you.

Quickly, go change!

Go change!

Where are you taking me?

Our grandmose.

These are wonderful hot chocolates.

You have to try it.

You're beautiful.

Well, I know my friend is very beautiful.

But I'm a bit offended.

Forgive me.

Your beauty brings light to this

place filled with dark suits and top hats.

Very true.

Madam, it is an honour and

a pleasure to see you again.

Have we met before?

In a dream, perhaps.

I have this strange feeling that we

have known each other for a long time.

That's very romantic.

Terrible.

Excuse me.

I seem to have lost my mind and my manners.

Gladly seconds, Prince of Wallachia.

Count Draco.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

Maria.

You promised me hot chocolate.

Yes, but first we're

going to have a little fun.

Sorry.

I took the liberty to have libations

prepared while we wait for tonight's show.

Excellent.

Maria, it's not really proper to visit

the room of a man we've really just met.

Don't worry, I won't let go of your arm.

Ta-da!

What do you think?

It's wonderful.

I don't know about you, but I'm starving.

I'm exhausted.

All right, all right.

Oh, you sit here, Princess,

and I'll bring you hot chocolate.

Thank you for accepting my invitation.

Your apartment is fit for a king.

I'm just a prince.

Sorry.

You live in Paris?

No.

Far the north and the country.

Our life is quieter.

You like the quiet?

Not at all.

I love nature.

Birds.

Trees.

And the wind that makes them sing.

May I ask, where do you live?

My family home is an old castle.

At the foot of the Carpathian

Mountains in Romania.

There I know only winter and loneliness.

I love winter.

With its harsh landscapes.

My parents dream of Andalusia.

Perhaps the memory of another, older life.

I suppose so.

May I show you something?

Yes.

It's beautiful.

What is it?

It is a music box.

Many people think it was invented

in the 18th century by the Swiss.

But I found this one at the

merchant's table in Constantinople.

It dates from the 15th century.

Mark.

I gave it to my wife as a gift.

You're married?

Widowed.

Forgive me.

You're forgiven.

And it still works?

Of course.

Do you know this melody?

It seems so familiar.

I've traced my memory.

I don't know from where, when.

Keep searching.

Heart.

And your skin.

In your soul.

In your soul.

You feel me, Elisabetta.

Love.

What kind of spell are you putting on me?

None, Nina.

I'm only haunted by the memory of my wife.

My one and only love.

And you look so much

like her that it troubles me.

Her name was Elisabetta.

And when she wanted me,

she used to play this little tune

that echoed through the castle.

It was my signal to run to her.

This is all very touching.

I am Mina.

Mina Murray.

And I am getting married

in a few weeks' time.

Yes, of course.

Forgive me for bothering

you with my stories.

These are all pains that your

presence has brought back to life.

And I sincerely apologize for this.

Please.

Sir, I cannot accept this.

It's far too precious.

A gift can never be refused.

And maybe this melody

brings back some memories.

Mina!

Come!

It's gonna start in ten seconds!

Oh, yeah.

Three!

Two!

It's here.

Thank you for a wonderful evening.

It has been an eternity

since I have known such...

...happiness.

Is the word become unfamiliar to you?

My wife took it with her.

Good night then.

Well...

Good night.

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

What has happened to you?

I thought I would never see you again.

Please.

Please.

It's better, Iris.

He's gone out.

What's happened to him?

Mina?

Do you know where he went?

No.

Not exactly.

To a castle.

Where he was held prisoner.

And from which he was miraculously able

to escape at the risk of his very life.

And do you know who owned his castle?

No.

Maria's very good friend, Count Dracula.

The one who's infected her.

And many others.

No.

You must be mistaken.

The Count...

The Count is charming.

And...

You've met him?

Yes, the Count...

He's an absolute gentleman.

He even walked me to my door.

He's...

I don't know.

How did he find you?

I don't know.

It all happened so quickly.

Maria...

I came here... And she told

me you had released her.

Maria escaped, knocking out

three guards in the process.

And ran most of the blood from my clerk.

My... I... I... I don't believe

that she... Take a seat.

Calm yourself.

Because what I'm about to

tell you will be difficult to hear.

And even more so to understand.

That man is a hematophagus.

It feeds exclusively on fresh blood.

Human blood mostly.

He's a vampire.

Yes.

He is.

It bites its victims usually in the neck

and sucks their blood until they're dead.

Some of them are, so to say, spared,

but they become vampires themselves.

Oh my god.

Maria is one of them.

I need to make sure

that you're not as well.

Maria... Of course not.

I've never touched her disrespecting me.

He behaved like a perfect gentleman.

He uses a perfume to seduce

his victims, a kind of elixir

that annihilates all will

and removes all inhibition.

So you may be under his

spell and not even know it.

I do.

Powerful.

Yeah.

Indeed.

But it's easy to verify.

May I see your neck, please?

All is well.

It's a miracle, really.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please.

This way.

Good evening, sir.

Father.

Why, please.

We have kids.

We are sleeping.

Yes, sorry.

Thank you.

Careful.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Don't even know this double-off screen.

Nina, don't be afraid.

I mean in no harm.

Yes?

Miss, I seem to remember being perfectly

clear about the rules of the house,

which include no music after

8pm and it's past midnight.

Please forgive me.

I hadn't noticed the time.

Good.

Now, sir.

If you were the gentleman you claimed to

be, you would leave this room immediately.

I understand.

My regards.

No.

Not that way.

Go out the way you came.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

You cannot jump.

It's much too high.

Nina, I've waited almost

400 years to see you again.

So if you want me to leave, I can.

Yes.

No, leave.

No.

I forbid you for k*lling

yourself under my window.

So you'd like me to die further away?

Yes.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

Just get off the wagon immediately.

You lied to me.

Not even once.

You used charm to seduce

me like you do to all your victims.

You're right.

It is a perfume.

But I never used it with you.

I told you to drink the

blood of your victims.

It's true.

But you are not my victim.

You are my beloved.

Quiet.

The one and only true love.

Who are you to talk to me like that?

I am damned, Nina.

I am a dead man condemned

by God's will to live.

Why would God do you such a need?

Because he took you from me.

So I cursed him and abandoned him.

Because of any popular

belief, I don't like blood.

Even if yours has a delicious taste to it.

Without it, I would only be a repulsive old

man and a mute heart no dare to look at.

These are all just words.

Charming words meant to deceive me.

You're right.

Sometimes words can deceive you.

Take my hands.

Hands never lie.

They will tell you the truth

about me, but also about you.

About who you really are.

And they will tell you

how much they've enjoyed

caressing your face and

your neck and your hips too.

You remember the last thing you said to me?

You said, take care of yourself, my prince.

My king.

My life.

Because I cannot survive without you.

I want you to take me.

Now.

You have your whole life ahead of you.

And I only offer this.

I want you to be in your flesh.

In your blood.

Please, my husband.

Please.

Do you know?

Yes.

That smell.

It's the same as in the hospital.

Same perfume.

He's here.

Oh, my God.

They're left.

But where?

There's only one place.

It appears Minos gone missing.

With him?

I'm afraid so.

This man is the devil.

He must be stopped as soon as possible.

Precisely.

But do you think you'll be able to

guide us to his castle in Romania?

Yes.

Father, we come to school like that

without any preparation, without any help.

I think I know someone who could help us.

I think I know someone who could help us.

Ta-da!

There we go.

There we go.

All the way up here.

So you missed me?

Of course, my darling.

I pray for you every day.

What happens?

Is this a miracle?

It is.

God heard your prayers.

And here I am completely healed and ready

to love you for the rest of your life.

Henry.

I was going mad without you.

But when you discharged from the

hospital, I asked for them to let me know.

I know, I know.

I left barely an hour ago

and came straight here.

And I completely

k*lled... Of course.

Don't bore me with your questions.

Aren't you excited to see me?

Of course.

Oh, Henry.

I missed your arms.

And your beautiful hands.

And your lips.

Especially your neck.

Hurry up.

How dare you!

Jesus, what did you do?

Do not worry, do not worry.

There is an explanation.

We can explain everything.

Oh no, I will!

What are your thoughts?

have you done?

Don't shout it to me.

Oh no, please. Stop.

No -no, stop.

Stop when.

Don't let me...

My friends, Princess

Elizabetha has returned.

Let me talk to them.

I won't be wrong.

Master, they are already on your

trail, and we'll finish on you soon.

I think it is time for you to leave.

Thank you for your concern.

But we are finally at home.

There is nowhere else to be.

Take this.

I don't think I will need

your services anymore.

Go in peace now.

You think God will forgive us

for loving each other so much?

God is love. He understands.

And if he doesn't, he can go to hell.

They will know what it is to

wake you, try, and stay here.

Take this!

Over there.

That's where he sleeps in his coffin.

In coffin?

That's the last place I want to sleep.

We all will win that.

Soldats! I need five volunteers with me.

Rest, don't stand.

That's him. He's inside. Soldats!

You won't k*ll him that way. Leave it to

us, Father. He won't get away this time.

Armats! f*ck!

I told you I would spare your life.

Don't make me go back on my heart.

Hey, get down there!

Let's go!

I won't!

That's him!

Let's go!

A little pause... and we're back.

A little pause... and we're back.

You are the priest who has chased my people

for so many years. Yes. But rest assured

I didn't come to fight you. Not I. I fight

God. I'm not interested in his servants.

No. You're not fighting God, my son.

You're fighting yourself.

No. No, no.

I fought and I k*lled in his name.

We live and we breathe in his name. Why

would he want us to destroy his creation?

Man kills in his own name.

And you're doing it again.

That is all just very fine words.

God sent you here to k*ll me.

God sent me here to save you.

So God wants to save me now.

After he denies me the

right to die for centuries.

But this is not a punishment.

This is an opportunity.

Repent, Dracula, for your salvation.

She is my salvation.

But you are her damnation.

But you are her damnation.

I need a little bit more time.

Elizabeth, the curse

will disappear if I do.

You will regain your freedom.

But you are my freedom.

You are my freedom, my love.

But you go, I go.

Dracula.

Do you believe you love her, but you

expect her to sacrifice her life for you?

Please save me.

Your soul still belongs to God.

If you truly love her,

let her return to life.

And you return to God.

Dracula!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Four hundred years ago, I asked

a priest that God spared my wife.

He did not.

Please!

Can you hear my prayer this time?

Will you?

Whether he hears you or not?

Only you can change destiny, my son.

Save her.

And then you will be in peace for eternity.

Don't leave me, man!

Hurry up before I change my mind.

Amen.

Amen.

No!

See, Slayer!

And I'll have you see what I've got

tomorrow, while I'll bring to Makaji.

Because I love you.

I love you, too.

Me now?

The spell is broken.

Everything's fine now.

Good.

Thank you.

I'll see you soon.

Yes, yes, yes.