Look!
He's dead. His neck's broken. Ohh.
What's been going on here?
Murder, my friend. Murder?
- Did you do this? - No.
The body ofthe man who killed him lies in there.
"Body"? You mean to say there's two of'em?
Oohh. Albert, keep an eye on this old cove.
I place him in your custody for the time being.
I'd rather go with you. Chicken-hearted.
How doyou expect to win your stripes?
I shan't run away.
[ Grumbles ]
What was in there? A gentleman with a stake driven right through his heart.
Ooh-ooh-ooh. Doyou know anything about this?
Yes. I did it.
Who is he in there? His name was Count Dracula.
How long's he been dead?
About 500 years. Five--
Albert, hand me them handcuffs.
Those won't be necessary, Constable. Soyou say.
One bloke a-weltering in his blood with a stake driven through his heart.
A gentleman lying here with his neck broke.
By the way, who is he?
A poor, harmless imbecile who ate spiders and flies. 'Armless?
Whoa.
This is a case for Scotland Yard.
Come on.
I had no choice. Naturally, I destroyed him.
Well,
I've heard a great many fantastic stories in my time, ProfessorVon Helsing,
but, ifyou'll forgive my saying so, this one-- I know.
But surely, surely, you can't expect to face an English jury with such a defense.
It's my only one, because it's true.
It's utterly mad!
"Mad," or unbelievable?
Oh, verywell, in deference to your position in the scientific world, let's say "unbelievable."
The strength ofthe vampire, Sir Basil, lies in the fact that he is unbelievable.
Vampires, vampires-- oh, why doyou persist?
ProfessorVon Helsing, would you mind explaining to me, as you must explain toyourjury,
justwhatyou mean by "vampires"?
- The undead. - "Undead"?
Creatures who have never died...
who prolong their unnatural lives by draining the blood ofthe living.
At night, they leave their graves and roam abroad like wolves seeking their prey.
When daylight comes, they must return to their graves... or die.
And this Count Dracula is one ofthose-- those fabulous creatures?
Is that whatyou expect me to believe?
Yes, yes!
He came to England from his ancient castle in Transylvania.
bringing with him boxes of earth from his native grave.
Using Carfax Abbey as his base, he descended upon London for fresh victims.
There were many mysterious attacks,
each person found drained ofblood.
I was able to trace those attacks to their source,
Iocate Dracula's hiding place and drive that stake through his heart.
Professor, whom have you decided to retain foryour defense?
There is only one man who might understand, my friend,Jeffrey Garth.
Garth? Why, Garth's not an advocate. He's a psychiatrist.
He alone will understand.
ProfessorVon Helsing, you may, of course, use your own judgement,
but I adviseyou to consider, carefully,
you have admitted to killing a man in a very horrible manner--
by driving a stake through his heart.
That is the onlyway a vampire can be destroyed.
And, as head ofScotland Yard, I must warn you...
that there are only two courses which can be taken:
either to formally chargeyou with murder and send you to the gallows,
or to haveyou committed to an institution for the criminally insane.
Sir Basil, listen to me and believe me, I implore you.
I n destroying the monster, Dracula, I performed a service to humanity.
Beg pardon, Sir Basil. Yes, yes, Squires, yes?
That constable's on the wire again, wants to know what's being done about the bodies.
What constable? What bodies?
The constable at Whitby, sir, about the bodies of Count Dracula and the man Renfield.
Oh. Well, tell him I am sending for them this evening on the 1 0:00,
and tell him to keep guard over them and let no one near them.
[ Clears Throat]
I wish that bloke'd hurry up and get here from Scotland Yard so we could go home.
9:30. Hmm.
Better get started for the station.
Right-o. Notyou.
You heard orders. Keep 'em under guard.
You don't mean to say you're gonna leave me here alone with them?
Someone's got to meet the train.
That's etiquette, that is. All right, I'll meet the train.
After all, this is your jail.
You can't meet a sergeant from Scotland Yard.
You've no official standing.
Oh. What's that? [Scratching]
[Scratching Continues ] I didn't hear nothing.
In there! Listen!
Not a peep. You'd better have a look.
You heard the noise.
You have a look. [ Clears Throat ]
Here. Take this.
[ Clears Throat ]
Oh!
What is it? A rat.
There's never been no rats in Whitbyjail.
There is now.
Here. Give me that light.
I'll have a look.
Not a rat in sight. You're worse than an old woman, you are.
[Scratching]
[ Shivers ]
Not a single rat,
and nothing but two corpses.
I'd better be getting to the station.
Uh, here--
in case they get up and start walkin'.
Who? Them corpses.
[ Stammers ]
And, Albert, remember...
England expects every man to do his duty.
Right.
[ Clears Throat ]
[Door Rattles, Opens ]
Are you in charge here? Yes, ma'am.
I've come to see the body ofCount Dracula.
Sorry, ma'am, it ain't allowed.
I must. Why?
To make sure that he's dead.
You'll have to take myword for it, ma'am.
He is. Where is he?
In there? Sorry, ma'am, you can't go in there.
It's against orders from Scotland Yard.
They'd never know ifyou didn't tell them.
Orders is orders.
What can I do to persuadeyou? Can I offeryou money?
I'd ratheryou wouldn't, ma'am.
Or something more precious than money?
Look.
You've never seen a jewel as beautiful as this,
nor as compelling.
You will remember nothing.
Well, here we are, Sergeant.
What about a little drop ofthe "all right,"
just to keep the chill offthe bones?
Where'veyou got the bodies? In there.
Albert, this is Sergeant Wilkes of His Majesty's Scotland Yard.
Well, well. Where's your manners?
What's the matter, lad?
What is it, lad? What's the matter? Wake up! Wake up!
Sergeant! Here, something's happened to him!
There's only one body in there. What?
See foryourself.
- He's gone! - Who?
Count Dracula. Butyou were--
[Howling]
Unto Adonai and Azarel,
into the keeping ofthe lords ofthe flame and lower pits I consign this body...
to be forevermore consumed in this purging fire.
Let all baleful spirits that threaten the souls of men be banished...
by the sprinkling ofthe salt.
Be thou exorcised, O Dracula,
and thy body, long undead,
find destruction throughout eternity in the name ofthy dark, unholy master.
In the name ofthe all holiest, and through this cross,
be the evil spirit cast out until the end oftime.
Free-- free forever.
Doyou understand what that means, Sandor? Free to live as a woman--
free to take my place in the bright world ofthe living...
instead of among the shadows ofthe dead. Perhaps.
- What doyou mean? - This night is almost gone.
Who knows what another will bring?
Quick. We have to be in London before dawn.
- The night is here. - Why are you looking at me that way?
I'm remembering last night... and waiting.
You think this night will be like all the others, don'tyou?
Well, you'rewrong. Dracula's destroyed. His body's in ashes. The spell is broken.
I can live a normal life now, think normal things.
even play normal music again.
Listen.
** [ Plays Lullaby]
A cradle song-- a song my mother once sang to me long, long ago,
rocking me tosleep as she sang in the twilight. Twilight.
Quiet. Quiet. You disturb me.
Twilight-- long shadows on the hillsides.
Evil shadows. No.
No, peaceful shadows,
the flutter ofwings in the treetops.
The wings ofbats.
No. No, the wings ofbirds.
From far off, the barking of a dog.
Barking because there are wolves about.
Silence! I forbid you! "Forbid"?
Why areyou afraid? I'm not.
I found release!
That music doesn't speak of release. ** [Accelerating]
No. No! You're right!
That music tells ofthe dark--
evil things, shadowy places.
Stop. Stop! Stop! ** [Stops ]
Sandor, look at me.
What do you see in my eyes?
Death.
[DoorSlams ]
Hurry. Hurry, it's almost daylight.
There's blood on it again.
When did he have the last transfusion?
About four hours before he died.
What doyou think caused his death?
An unnatural loss ofblood which we've been unable to determine.
Ifwe only knew what caused those two sharp punctures over the jugularvein.
Well, at any rate, a good tramp over the moors and the smell ofthe heather...
may help me forget London and case histories of neurotic ladies.
[ Brogue ] Aye, but remember: You're not here to doctor the birds, but to shoot them.
There are a few "birds" in London I'd like to shoot, and they haven't feathers either.
[ Both Chuckle ] All right,Jock.
[Horn Honking]
It's my assistant,Janet Blake. I left her in London with orders to forget where I'd gone.
-Jeffrey! - Well, what in the name of--
Excuse me.
Well, what doyou want? You. Come on. Get in.
You're going back to London. Oh, no. I have an appointment with several grouse.
You have an appointment with Scotland Yard.
What for? I haven't killed anybody.
No, but a friend ofyours has-- a man named Von Helsing.
Von Helsing? ProfessorVon Helsing? He's in Budapest.
No, he's in London. He needs help badly.
They tried to reach you here by phoneyesterday, and ended by my planing to Edinburgh...
and driving from there all night.
I'm in no mood for an argument! Jeffrrey, we've barelytime to reach the positions.
Miss Blake, Mr. Graham. How do you do?
You'll have to forget about me. Got to dash back to London.
Here, Angus. I knew I had no business buying it in the first place. Keep it for nextyear.
Besides, I don't trust myself with it at the moment.
Forgive his bad manners, Mr. Graham. Never mind my bad manners!
I'll dropyou a line. Good shooting! Good-bye.
Just becauseyou're a baronet's daughter, you take liberties an ordinary secretarywouldn't think of.
The ordinary secretarywouldn't have intelligence enough to think ofit.
[ Scoffs ] Well, you're driving. Go ahead.
You want them to hang the man before we get there?
I'm a psychiatrist, Professor, not a lawyer.
I'd do anything in the world to helpyou, but what?
You must convince them of my sanity.
Ifl do that, they'll hang you for murder.
You can't murder a man who's been dead for five centuries.
Talking like that won't help.
When you were a student under me in Vienna,Jeffrey, you had a far more open mind.
My mind is just as open as it everwas, Professor,
but it's a scientific mind, and there's no place in it for superstitions.
Superstition?
Who can define the boundary between the superstition ofyesterday...
and the scientific fact oftomorrow?
In the history ofyour own profession, psychiatry,
a century before, hypnosis was looked up as black magic.
Today it is accepted as commonplace, even used in anesthesia.
What would have happened to a man a hundred years ago...
who advanced the present-day theories ofthe subconscious?
Oh, I know, I know.
Doyou, as an intelligent scientist, dare to dismiss as superstition...
the principles underlying Tibetan magic,
voodooism, thought transference, No.
Well, there you are. Oh, wait, Professor, wait.
Arguments of this sort are all right in academic circles. You're up against stern reality.
You can't defend yourself by quoting folklore.
There isn't a jury in England thatwill believeyou,
and, ifl had the most brilliant legal mind in theworld, I couldn't make them.
Then I must stand alone, Jeffrey.
No, Professor. I'll helpyou.
I don't know how. I haven't the faintest idea where to start.
But I'll stake my reputation against the facts...
ifthere's a way to clearyou, I'll do it.
Who did this?
A Hungarian. She just arrived in London a few weeks ago.
She's charming. What's her name?
Countess Marya Zaleska.
Excuse me,Jeffrey.
My dear, how sweet ofyou to come.
Don't you know it's very rude to stare at strangers?
Thought I'd gotten rid ofyou for a while.
Not while there's a dangerous-looking brunette like that around.
You know, my guests are dying to meetyou.
Countess Zaleska, I wantyou to know Jeffrey Garth,
one of my most intimate friends. How do you do?
And Janet Blake,
who doesn't like your painting very much.
No. Oh, he doesn't like it, either. He says that--
- Quiet. - Sherry, Marya?
No, thankyou. I never drink... wine.
You didn't stay in Scotland long, did you,Jeffrey?
No. Didn't fire a shot,
never even saw a grouse, thanks to Father's little helper here.
Oh, that Von Helsing thing. I've been reading about it in the papers.
That vampire case?
Yes, the man who was known as Count Dracula.
Rum sort ofthing. Seems this fellow, Von Helsing,
shoved a stake through this Dracula fellow's heart.
- Doyou know him,Jeffrey? - Mm-hmm. I studied under him.
I owe most of my success to him. What areyou going to do?
Well, I don't quite knowyet. One thing I'm pretty sure of,
theywon't press the murder charge.
They haven't been able to find Dracula's body.
Maybe one ofhis vampire friends flew in and spirited him away! [ Laughs ]
Well, strangely enough, Von Helsing takes his vampires quite seriously.
Whynot? Possiblythere are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of...
in your psychiatry, Mr. Garth.
I'm sure we'd all be interested to know what modern science has to say about vampires.
Go on,Jeffrey.
But surelyyou don't believe that preposterous rot, old fellow, what?
But I believe in Von Helsing. He's gone much deeper into these things than most of us.
Perhaps he's taken them too literally. Such researches can easily lead to obsession.
You mean like people imagining they're Napoleon?
More or less, and like any disease ofthe mind, it can be cured.
We have to discoverwhat brought about the obsession in order to effect mental release.
- Release? - Yes, release.
Sympathetic treatment will release the human mind from any obsession.
I'm-I'm interested in whatyou've been saying, Mr. Garth.
I'm wondering ifwe might... talk about it one evening soon,
justyou and I.
I'd like to...
very much.
You seem to be having quite a lot oftrouble.
All I ask is a little cooperation from this blasted--
Ah-ah-ah.
Careful, Doctor. You know whatyou tell Lady Anstruther about high bloodpressure.
Listen, it's after office hours. Will you go home?
I 'm worried. Worried? About what?
You, tonight. Why?
Oh, call it what you like. All the same,
you were the only person at Lady Esme's party to whom she paid the slightest attention.
Perhaps I'm intelligent. [ Scoffs ]
[ Giggles ]
But odds are you're not getting it tied for at least 40 minutes.
Well, you might help me.
I beg your pardon?
I said, will you tie this tie orwon'tyou?
You just hated to ask me, didn'tyou?
Well, come on, come on, come on!
You know, really, Doctor, I've never seen you in such a dither.
I must have underestimated the lady's attractions.
Still, I don't know whatyou'd do without me.
There. Good night, Doctor.
Good hunting.
Hey!
What is it, Dr. Garth? Haven'tyou noticed?
I've been having tie trouble all evening.
[ Chuckling ] It looks all right to me.
You know, this is the first woman's flat I've been in that didn't have...
at least 20 mirrors in it?
I'm glad you're notyour friend, ProfessorVon Helsing. Why?
He'd probably attach some occult significance to my lack of mirrors.
Occult? Well, I seem to remember an old Hungarian legend...
that a vampire casts no reflection in a mirror.
[ Chuckles ] And you being the lady in question?
- Yes, what is it? - Telephone, for him.
In the hall, Dr. Garth.
Thankyou.
Yes, Dr. Garth speaking. Well, who is this? What doyou want?
[ Affecting German Accent ] Please come right away. This is the zoo speaking.
The what? The zoo?
Ja. One of our elephants is seeing pink men.
All right, now. Now, listen to me,Janet. This has gone far enough.
There's nothing funny about it. I'm in the midst ofa very serious--
- [ Laughing ] - Hello!
I don't think that'll happen again. May I have a cigarette?
Dr. Garth,
I askyou here tonight because I need your help.
As a psychiatrist?
As a man ofstrength and courage.
Well, I'm afraid that places me at a disadvantage.
Doyou believe that the dead can influence the living?
Well, in whatway?
Could you conceive of a superhuman mentality influencing someone...
from the other side of death? No.
There is such a one. Mm-hmm. Well, go on.
Someone-- Something that reaches out from beyond the grave...
and fills me with horrible impulses.
Well, how can I helpyou?
Use my brain, mywill, for an instrument as he has used them, but for release.
- Your mind has the powerto do that. - No.
Your strength lies within yourself.
Put it to a test. A test?
Well, for example-- You know what we do with alcoholics?
We give them liquor, make them sit for hours alone without touching it,
make them meet their craving, beat it back--
that is, ifthey have the will to be free.
I have. Then do this:
The next timeyou feel this influence, don't avoid it.
Meet it, fight it, score the first victory.
That's the secret. Life against death,
the strength of a human mind against the powers of darkness.
I'll helpyou.
You must. You must-- yourstrength against his.
Not another phone call. A woman?
No, a man. He says it's important.
Oh.
He can help me, Sandor. This time I'm sure.
Now, look here. I'm tired ofbeing annoyed after office hours.
Ifyou don't stop calling me, I'll come over there and, regardless ofyour sex,
I'll smackyou in the nose!
But... this is Dr. Beamish!
Oh, yes. It's Dr. Beamish now, is it?
Well, Doctor, how would you like to go back to the zoo and find a nice empty cage?
I beg your pardon!
This is Dr. Beamish ofSt. Mary's Hospital!
Oh-- Oh, I say, Doctor.
I'm profoundly sorry. I-- You see, I-- What?
- I've called about Lady Anstruther. - Oh.
I would likeyou to go and see her immediately.
That is, ifyou're in condition to do so.
Well, I'll-I'll come directly. Right-o.
[ Exhales ]
Would you get my hat and coat, please?
I'm sorry. I must leave immediately. Oh, no.
An obsession case I've been handling has become a bit violent.
Butyou don't understand. You must hear me out tonight, now.
Come to see me at the hospital tomorrow afternoon about half past 4:00, hmm?
I can't do that. Oh, but surely, ifthis is so vital toyou--
Butyou don't understand. It's-It's impossible.
Can you see me tomorrow at night?
Well, I'll letyou know. I think so.
Good night, and don't worry.
Arewe going out?
We're going to the studio. Tonight I paint,
and I will needa model.
Wait. Leave me alone! I haven't done anything to anybody.
The river is cold and dark.
I know where there is warmth and food and money.
- I don't want your kind of money. - My mistress is an artist.
She will payyou ifyou will pose for her tonight.
There's nothing to fear.
Come.
Don't be afraid, my dear.
It was him I wasn't so sure about, ma'am.
Makeyourself comfortable over here.
What's your name? Lili.
That's very pretty.
You have beautiful hands, but they're so white and bloodless.
They're cold, ma'am.
You came here willingly? No, not at first.
Doyou know whereyou are? Yes, in Chelsea.
Haveyou ever seen me before?
No. No, I haven't.
Helpyourself, Lili.
Haveyou ever modeled before?
No, I haven't. I'm doing a study ofa young girl's head and shoulders.
You won't object to removing your blouse, will you?
No, I guess not.
You can get ready behind that screen.
Thankyou.
I'm ready now.
- I supposeyou'll want these pulled down, won'tyou? - Yes.
Finish yourwine. It'll warm you.
Stand by the fire for a moment.
You mustn't catch cold.
Why areyou looking at me that way? Won't I do?
Yes, you'll do verywell indeed.
Doyou like jewels, Lili? This is very old and very beautiful.
I'llshowit toyou.
I don't think I'll pose tonight. I--
I think I'll go, ifyou don't mind.
Please don't come any closer!
[ Screaming ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
[Policeman's Whistle Blowing]
[Bystanders Chattering]
Can you think of one good reason you shouldn't be dismissed immediately?
Yes, an excellent one.
Of all the childish, thoroughly unpardonable impertinences--
Last night, those phone calls...
causing me to tell the chief ofstaff to go back to the zoo.
Well, so he should. And who was responsible for my phone ringing...
every half-hour, all night long?
I was. I told the nurse at the switchboard...
to see thatyou didn't have a wink ofsleep!
I thought as much. I only came down this morning to tell you...
thatyou can look for a new assistant.
My resignation. Accepted,
with the most ineffable pleasure.
Excuse me, Dr. Garth, but Dr. Graham wants to know ifyou will see an emergency patient...
in 32. What for?
An amnesia case. Something quite unusual.
Unusual, eh?
Getyour notebook and come along with me. Oh, no. I'm leaving.
Don't quibble. Come on, come on, come on, come on.
[ Sighs ] Oh!
Strange case here, Doctor. We think it's quite hopeless.
Loss ofblood, and apparent amnesia.
What treatment? Two transfusions.
Any response? Verylittle.
It's not amnesia. What is it, then?
Posthypnosis.
What does that chart say?
"Picked up near Curzon St. No signs ofviolence.
Rambling, incoherent talk. Spoke ofwoman."
Woman? What woman? What'd she say?
Something about blood; then she lapsed into unconsciousness,
and we haven't been able to rouse her since.
I thinkyou've done everything possible.
What about those marks on her neck?
What marks on her neck? Two little punctures...
near the jugularvein, like insect bites.
There.
Open that shade a little.
We must bring her out ofthis coma, if only for a few moments.
Give her adrenaline, and ifshe rallies, let me know instantly.
Yes, Doctor. What doyou think those marks mean?
I'd rather not say....
until I've had a chance to talkwith the one man in London...
who might explain them--
ProfessorVon Helsing.
The loss ofblood. The marks on the neck. Hmm.
I don't understand, gentlemen.
I don't see how it can be, but those are the marks ofthe vampire.
It becomes increasingly evident, owing to the disappearance of Dracula's body...
and the subsequent evidence, that he isn't dead at all.
No vampire can survive the stake.
He may have given the appearance of death.
During the day the body lay at Whitby and come to life at night--
Oh, dash it all! You've got me talking this gibberish now.
Dracula had manyvictims, Sir Basil,
intowhoseveins he infused his own tainted blood,
making them creatures like himself.
Hmm. Sounds very much to me as ifyou were trying to build upyour own defense,
ifyou'll forgive my saying so.
What about the man they found last Friday night,
near the embankment?
"Marks: two small punctures, nearjugularvein. Resembling pinpricks.
Swollen slightly. Faint discoloration."
Exactlythe same.
You must do something about these attacks, Sir Basil.
- Therewill be others. - But of course there'll be.
People are always being attacked in a fog.
That doesn't prove that London is hagridden with vampires. It's preposterous.
I thinkyou two are trying to pull my leg.
Well, as soon as that girl's in a condition for a posthypnotic examination,
we'll have something definite to go on. How soon will that be?
Tonight. I'm using the Leteliertest.
Find outwhere the attack took place, and you'll haveyourvampire.
Well, uh, howwill I know whether it's a vampire in good standing...
orjust... another maniac?
There'll be a box of earth somewhere near at hand,Jeffrey--
a box ofits own native soil--
to which the vampire must return at the end of each night.
And another thing:
There will be no mirrors anywhere about. What?
Because a vampire casts no reflection in mirrors.
[ Scoffs ] Well.
Well! You might say, "Good evening." Good evening.
What areyou doing here?
I thoughtyou'd severed all connections with the hospital.
[ Sighs ] I changed my mind.
I detest vacillating women.
Well, you might as well run along,Janet.
I'm examining that girl we looked at presently.
Tell Aubreythat I may drop by later.
Who is going to tieyourtie?
[ Chuckles ]
My dear child, I've tied my own tie since I was 1 6,
and ifl should have any difficulty, I'm quite sure that Miss Peabody--
Uh, Miss Peabody?
Miss Peabody? Would you tie my tie, please? Yes, Dr. Garth?
I-I'm not sure that I can--
Oh, come, come. Anybody can tie a tie.
Miss Peabody,
um, th-the short end loops over.
Over. Oh, I see. Thankyou!
Oh! Uh--
Oh, forgoodness'sakes.
Janet, I assure you-- Quiet!
There.
Stout fellow.
Is this-- Perfect!
Well, why didn't you tie it this way last night? Janet?
[DoorSlams ] Janet!
- Oh, good evening, Miss Blake. Is Dr. Garth here? - I'm sorry. He's just left.
Oh.
May I go to supper now, Dr. Garth?
[ Garth ] Yes,yes. Byall means. Go ahead.
Whywas it necessary to lie?
Dr. Garth asked me to come this evening.
[Miss Peabody] Well, he-- Go right in, miss.
[ Weakly ] Thankyou.
- Countess Zaleska! - I had to come.
You-- you said you'd help me.
You're trembling. Your hands are like ice.
Come. Sit down.
Dr. Garth, I-- I can't go on, that is, withoutyou.
You're the one person who stands between me and utter destruction.
I'm leaving London tonight, forever.
What? I-I know the truth now.
There's nothing ahead for me but--
but horror!
You must control yourself ifyou expect me to understand what you're talking about.
When you left me last night...
I determined to put myselfto a test, as you suggested.
I failed!
It came over me again, that overpowering command--
wordless, insistent-- and I had to obey!
What was it? I--
I can't tell you. It's too--
too ghastly!
I have something here that...
may help to steadyyour nerves.
A mechanical means ofinducing hypnosis.
Come here, please.
This little light... shines against the disk...
reflected by the mirrors.
No! Why not?
It's too late for experiments.
I'm afraid you're right.
I came to askyou to go with me.
Go with you? Yes, tonight-- to the continent.
Oh, I know it all sounds mad. It is!
Butyou must do this for me. I'll make any concession, butyou must comewith me.
You know that's impossible. No, no. Don't say that.
You're a great doctor-- a doctor of minds, of souls.
I need you, Dr. Garth. I need you to save my soul.
How can you expect me even to listen to you...
when you're concealing the truth about yourself?
But I have told you all I can now.
You mean, you've told me all you dare.
[Telephone Ringing] Pardon me.
[ Ringing ] Yes?
The girl is ready now, Dr. Garth.
All right. I'll be there at once.
Pardon me.
I want you to wait here for me.
I'll be back very shortly. A patient--
I wantyou to sit down very calmly...
and make upyour mind exactly howyou're going to tell me the truth--
the entire truth. But--
When I come back, we'll decide what can be done,
ifanything.
Meanwhile,
I wouldn't plan on leaving London tonight, if I were you.
[Door Closing] I'll leave... and you'll go with me.
- Where's Dr. Garth? - He'll be back presently.
Won'tyou sit down? I'd like to talk toyou.
[ Scoffs ] Well, I'm sure we've nothing to discuss, Countess Zaleska.
We might talk of Dr. Garth.
He's interested in... both of us.
I'm quite aware of his interest in you, Countess,
as a psychiatrist.
Sandor.
[ Gasps ]
Take her to the car. This way. [Janet Screams ]
Lights.
Don't be afraid. Nobody's going to hurt you. No. No, please!
Let me alone!
Oh, that light-- hurts my eyes.
Now, now, now, dear. Now. Wait.
Just relax. That's better.
Just as though you were going to sleep.
Sound asleep.
That's more like it.
You are sleepy. It's hard to keep your eyes open...
with that light in them, isn't it?
But look at it again,
as long as you can.
That's better.
You're almost asleep now.
I wantyou to try to remember--
Remember. There are little pictures in your mind--
pictures behind your eyes.
You can see them ifyou try.
Try. Try!
You must remember. No.
No! No!
Shh. Nothing to be afraid of.
Nothing to fear. We're here to protectyou.
Take it away from my eyes.
It hurts. The light?
The ring. The ring on your hand.
Whose hand? Your hand, ma'am.
Your eyes. I don't want to pose.
"Pose"?
Think I'll go, ifyou don't mind.
Please. Please let me out, I--
Where areyou?
You know. You remember now.
Your studio.
What studio? Where?
In Chelsea.
I know that. I used to live here.
Whereabouts in Chelsea?
You must remember. The bookshop's closed.
I don't want to go up those dark stairs.
Let go of my arm. You're hurting me!
Please!
She's dead.
I think I know where to find the one who's responsible.
Countess Zaleska!
[Thunderclap ]
Closing for the night. Scotland Yard.
That's different. What can I do foryou?
I'm looking for the studio of a woman who calls herself Countess Zaleska.
Dark, aristocratic.
There's a woman with a place on the third floor.
That ain't her name, but there's some strange goings-on up there.
Let me useyour telephone. On the desk. There.
Beg pardon, sir. Yes, Hobbes, yes, what is it? Can'tyou see I'm busy?
Dr. Garth on the wire, sir. He says--
Oh, don't stand there telling me what he says. Give me the telephone!
Yes. And Hobbs? Just have a look in that lot there, will you?
See ifyou can find my Bolivian Blue?
Hello, Hello,Jeffrey. Yes, yes, what is it? What is it?
- What doyou want? - Take down this address, and bring Von Helsing with you.
Chelsea? Well, what on earth areyou doing in Chelsea at this time ofnight?
- Running down a vampire. - Vampires. Oh, my--
- Areyou drunk? - Not likely. Will you hurry, please?
All right. All right. I'll get there as soon as possible,
but it's all a pack of nons--
The Bolivian Blue, sir! Idiot, that's a Guatemalan Red.
Clear awaythis stuff, will you? Yes, sir.
Will you takeyour barleywater now, sir?
Barleywater, barleywater. Get me my heavy topcoat and revolver.
I'm going out aftervampires! Vampires?
Vampires! Ha, ha, ha!
Well, I always understood you went after them with checkbooks, sir.
Hobbs, don't be facetious.
N-N-No, sir.
It tookyou longer than I expected.
- What's all this mean? - As I told you, I'm leaving tonight,
and you're going with me.
No.
- You're coming with me... to Scotland Yard. - I think not.
I've just come from the bedside ofthe girl you brought here last night.
Well, she's dead.
What a pity. She seemed so healthy.
Anothervictim, last week-- a man.
You're no longer the sympathetic Samaritan, areyou, Dr. Garth?
Nowyou're a policeman.
Nevertheless, you can still help me.
And you shall. Then you must be insane.
Desperate, rather. There isn't anything I won't do now...
to enlistyour aid in freeing me of the curse ofthe Draculas.
"Draculas"? Yes.
I am Dracula's daughter.
Miss Blake.
What about Miss Blake? Doyou know where she is?
Yes, Sir Aubrey Bedford's.
Areyou quite sure? Positive.
She returned toyour study afteryou left.
We talked, but not too long.
I don't believeyou.
Why don'tyou telephone and find out?
- There's one in that desk. - Verywell.
Hello,Jeffrey, old fellow. Where haveyou been? When areyou coming over?
Pretty soon.
- Is Janet there? - No, she phoned, about halfan hour ago--
What?
- She did what? - I said, she phoned about half an hour ago.
Said she was meeting you somewhere in Chelsea, ofall places.
Some studio or other. I say, what's it all about? Haveyou found a better party?
Countess Zaleska!
[Sir Basil] Well, this must be the place.
Look here,Jeffrey. J ust what new piece of asininity is this?
She's gone. She's taken Janet with her.
Gone? Who's gone? Countess Zaleska.
- Dracula's daughter. - "Dracula's daughter"?
Now, look here, you two. Ifyou're still playing games with me,
ifyou routed me out of my bed in the middle ofthe night...
to dash down here on some confounded hoax, I--
This is no hoax, Sir Basil.
Exactlywhat happened? She came to the hospital tonight.
Said she was leaving London. She begged me to go with her.
Go with her? Well, I refused of course.
Later, after I had examined the girl and traced Zaleska here,
she still insisted-- she said she'd force me.
How she got hold ofJanet I don't know, but we've got to find them!
Janet's in danger! Think ofwhat happened to those others.
No, wait. As long as this woman wants to control you,
she won't harm her. What areyou standing there for? Do something!
They're still in London. Send out a general alarm. Throw a dragnet around the city.
Where's the telephone? In there.
Zaleska has a flat in Russell Square. Oh, she won't be there.
Ifshe manages to slip out of England tonight,
there's only one place in this world towhich she'll go--
her castle in Transylvania.
[SirBasil] Hello, hello, hello! Scotland Yard?
Sir Basil Humphrey speaking. Yes! Get me Squires.
I want a general broadcast.
[Morse Code Beeping]
Scotland Yard requests reports about the following--
Uh, I knew I should have turned off my telephone last night.
Yes, well? What about it?
What did you find? Oh. Nothing, sir.
Nobody at the Russell Square flat, everything torn up--
no letters, no nothing. Huh.
- Dr. Garth was there. - Where is he now?
I don't know, sir. He went away somewhere in his car.
[ Ringing ] Hello. Yes.
Hello? Uh-- What?
Well, whywasn't it followed?
Somebody'll lose his skin for this, all right.
Dover reports an unidentified plane, no lights, taking off across the Channel an hour ago.
Of course, she'd have made all preparations.
[ Clicking Phone Switch ] Get me the Paris police headquarters.
Well, what areyou standing there for?
We must find Jeffrey, and break the news as gently as possible.
Just came, sir. Thankyou.
More good news. Listen to this.
"Chartered plane leaving forTransylvania. Will keep in touch. Jeffrey Garth."
Stop him! He's going to his death.
Get me Croydon Airport! At once, you hear? At once!
** [ FolkTune ]
[ Laughter, Chattering ]
Well, Zoltan, Magdalena-- a fine wedding!
Uh, soon, it will be night.
[Howling] A wolf!
[Howling Continues ]
** [ Slows, Stops ]
[Howling Continues ]
[ Coffin Lid Thumps ]
- [Townspeople Chattering] - The castle!
- The light! - Dracula!
He's come back!
[ Panicked Chattering ]
The light in the castle-- Dracula!
What is this? The inn, mein Herr. As far as we dare go until morning.
What? The vampire. She walks tonight with her unhallowed father!
Areyou quite sure? Let's get along. Ja,ja!
You're just in time. In a few minutes, the doors will be barred until daylight.
I tell you what I'll do. I'll giveyou... five pounds...
ifyou take me as far as Borgo Pass, no farther.
But not further than Borgo Pass! That's more like it.
There. And I'll ride in the front seat with you.
Will you take care of my bag until I come back? Yes, sir.
Come along.
He must be mad.
Beautiful... and helpless. Yes.
Why haveyou left her unharmed?
It's the onlyway I can be sure ofGarth.
What doyou want ofGarth?
Release? Still, release?
No, I know that's impossible now.
- I want him. - What doyou mean?
His life, in exchange for hers.
His death. No. No, not death.
Life-- eternal life-- with me.
Haveyou forgotten your promise that I was to have eternal life?
There is death for Garth ifhe comes here--
death, not life,
and destruction foryou.
Get out.
- You won't wait long. - No, not long.
Up there.
Good night, my friend.
Who's there?
[ Gunshot ]
Where's Janet? Safe... so far.
- Ifyou've harmed her-- - You're not in London now, Dr. Garth, with your police.
You're in Transylvania, in my castle.
Never mind all that. Where is she?
In there? Wait.
Get out of myway.
Verywell.
[ Chattering ]
[ Rattling Doorknob ] [ Sir Basil ] Rap on the door.
[ Both Speaking German ]
What's he say? What's he say? He's gone to the castle.
There isn't a moment to be lost. Well, let's get on with it.
- Hypnosis, eh? - Something older... and more powerful.
Whatever it is, I'll bring her out ofit.
Like the other one... who died?
Her pulse is weak, Dr. Garth, growing weaker.
All your skill cannot help her now.
She's under a spell that can be broken only by me... or death.
Well, then, break it!
The great Dr. Garth-- helpless,
as she lies there dying before him? She's not dying.
I won't let her die. Janet--
Your life for hers.
What areyou talking about? Remain here.
- Remain-- - Yes, with me among the undead--
oneyourself, as only I can make that possible--
never to know death, as men know it.
- You're insane! - "Insane"?
To offeryou eternal life?
I don't believe in your spells and your magic!
Then letyour science save her, or--
- Orwhat? - Or agree to remain here.
All right. Release her.
[ Gasps ]
[ Tires Screeching ]
[Gunshots]
Can it-- Is she? She's all right
And Countess Zaleska? Out there.
Janet, open your eyes.
Oh,Jeffrey!
There's yourvampire, Sir Basil.
The arrow-- a wooden shaft through her heart,
just as I drove the stake through his.
[Sir Basil] The woman is beautiful.
[Von Helsing] She was beautiful when she died--
a hundredyears ago.