Count Dracula (1977 TV Movie)
Jonathan Harker: You must know a great deal of the history of Transylvania.
Count Dracula: All there is to know, I'm afraid. Sometimes, I think, too much.
Jonathan Harker: [to other passengerson the coach] Excuse me. Do any of you speak English?
Jonathan Harker: Speak English.
Coach Passenger: I speak some... little.
Jonathan Harker: Well, when we left the inn, some of the men and women pointed at me; like this.
Coach Passenger: Ah... yes.
Jonathan Harker: What does it signify?
[sees the man has failed to understand meaning of the word]
Jonathan Harker: What does it mean?
Coach Passenger: They say it is a charm against the evil eye.
Jonathan Harker: Why should I need the charm more than anyone, say yourself?
Coach Passenger: Where are you alighting?
Jonathan Harker: At the head of the Borgo Pass.
[as he says this, the man's wife crosses herself with a fearful look on her face]
Coach Passenger: It is very important we get there well before midnight and are across the border.
Jonathan Harker: Really? Why is that?
Coach Passenger: You do not know what day this is? It is the fourth of May. The Eve of Saint George. When the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things of the world shall take command.
Count Dracula: I expect you are anxious to return to England.
Jonathan Harker: I should like to start back soon, it's true.
Count Dracula: Very well. Write a letter to your friends, saying that you have already left the Castle and arrived at Bistritz, where you are awaiting the weekly express.
Jonathan Harker: [suspiciously] May I ask with what object, sir?
Count Dracula: The posts are few, and uncertain. Writing now will ease the minds of Mister Hawkins and your fiancee.
Jonathan Harker: Count Dracula.
Count Dracula: Yes?
Jonathan Harker: I have been struck by a curious fact.
Count Dracula: Yes?
Jonathan Harker: I've not seen a single servant since I've been here. Yet my meals are served. My bed is made. Tell me, are we alone in the Castle?
Count Dracula: Alone? How could one be alone in this castle? In its most the past, the *living* past is present, surrounding us.
Jonathan Harker: That does *not* answer my question, sir. I've been here for three weeks and have not once stepped outside the Castle.
Count Dracula: I would gladly have shown you the countryside if you had expressed a wish to do so.
Jonathan Harker: When would we have gone? In the dead of night? I've never set eyes on you during the day.
Count Dracula: I have a large estate to manage.
Jonathan Harker: Nor have I seen you eat.
Count Dracula: I eat alone.
Jonathan Harker: [getting visibly upset] And who would have driven the coach?
Count Dracula: [maintains calm] My driver.
Jonathan Harker: You are lying, Count Dracula.
Count Dracula: You are losing your temper, Mister Harker.
Jonathan Harker: [calming down] Who took me back to my room last night?
Count Dracula: Back to your room? What do you mean?
Jonathan Harker: I slept by mistake in the library. I witnessed a... a nightmare, and woke up in my bed! How did I get there?
Count Dracula: Am I to be held responsible for a vivid imagination?
Count Dracula: Welcome to my house, Mister Harker. Come freely. Go safely.
Jonathan Harker: Count Dracula?
Count Dracula: I am Count Dracula. Will you come in?... And, please, leave here some of the happiness that you bring.
Abraham Van Helsing: First, I must ask you, are you willing to believe what John Seward and myself have told you?
Quincey P. Holmwood: I'm sorry, Professor. I reckon I find it impossible.
Abraham Van Helsing: The wounds on the throat of that child; do they suggest nothing to you, concerning the death of Miss Lucy?
Quincey P. Holmwood: Are you saying that those small holes, in the child's throat, were made in the same way as Lucy's?
Abraham Van Helsing: Alas, no, I am not.
Quincey P. Holmwood: Well, what in Pete's name are you saying?
Abraham Van Helsing: They were made *by* Miss Lucy!
Quincey P. Holmwood: You're insane!
Abraham Van Helsing: She has already joined the ranks of the undead.
Quincey P. Holmwood: The... undead?
Abraham Van Helsing: The nosferatu. The walking dead. Those who cannot die. Who are cursed with immortality. Who must go on, age after age, adding new victims, multiplying the evils of the world!
Dr. John Seward: You see, Quincey, she became the prey of a vampire.
Abraham Van Helsing: She is now a vampire herself.
[gently, to Quincey]
Abraham Van Helsing: And now, I must tell you the terrible thing I propose to do.
Renfield: [looking out of his cell window] Master, Master, are you coming soon?
Vampire: [after Dracula has stopped them from feeding on Harker] You never loved me.
Vampire: You never loved.
Vampire: You never loved.
Count Dracula: [giving each a comforting touch] Oh yes I have.
[spreads his cape and beckons them]
Count Dracula: Come.
[the three all come in close to him, giggling]
Count Dracula: Shhh. I need him for a while. Then you shall have him. He will be yours. All yours. Now go, I must awaken him.
Vampire: And tonight, you can give us... nothing?
[Dracula points to a carpet bag with something small and alive in it - the women pounce on it]
[Seward is watching from his office window as deliverymen next door move dozens of long, casket-like boxes into Carfax]
Dr. John Seward: Bowles?
[joins Seward at the window]
Dr. John Seward: Any idea what the devil's going on over there?
Bowles: What, at Carfax sir?
Dr. John Seward: Yes. They've been at that all afternoon.
Bowles: They look ruddy heavy, them boxes.
Dr. John Seward: What the devil's in them? I mean, I could understand if they were moving in furniture. But these things...?
Bowles: Didn't a foreign gentleman buy that old place sir? The one that young Mister Jonathan went abroad to see?
Dr. John Seward: Yes.
Bowles: I'll tell you who's fascinated by the whole thing, sir.
Dr. John Seward: Oh... who?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: I know you must fight. But it must not be a fight of hate. That poor soul whose brought about all this misery is the saddest one of all.
Jonathan Harker: Mina, how can you say such things? If I could send his soul to burning hell forever, I would do it.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: Hush, Jonathan. You must be pitiful to him, just as some day you may have to be pitiful to me.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: [pausing] Also, I believe the Count can, somehow, force me to tell him what I know, and be in league against you.
Jonathan Harker: I don't believe it.
[tearfully, her small fangs showing]
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: Do you think that I don't look at myself in the mirror?
Jonathan Harker: Dearest, don't.
Abraham Van Helsing: Yes, yes, we must face facts, however unpleasant.
[to Dr. Seward]
Abraham Van Helsing: Tell me, how many boxes did you find at Burnhamtree?
Dr. John Seward: Eight.
Abraham Van Helsing: And at the Mile End?
Dr. John Seward: Four.
Abraham Van Helsing: And sanctified them all?
Dr. John Seward: Yes.
Abraham Van Helsing: One box left. Madam Mina, you are the wisest of us all. So tell us, where do you think the last box is?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: There's only one place he'd feel *really* safe.
Abraham Van Helsing: Yes, I agree using garlic seems like nonsense, but I sense something evil and I must try everything to combat it. Evil will not disappear simply because we disapprove.
Dr. John Seward: But what is evil?
Abraham Van Helsing: I believe there is a monster in our midst. Who it is, or where it comes from, or what form it takes, I know not. But of one thing I am certain: we must find out. Even then, heaven knows if we are in time to stop it.
Lucy Westenra: Come to me Quincey. Come my love. Leave these others, and we can rest together for eternity.
Count Dracula: [after Van Helsing repels him by holding up a crucifix and intoning a prayer] Ah yes, it always sounds so much more impressive in Latin.
Renfield: I'm not a lunatic in a mad fret. I'm a sane man, fighting for his freedom.
Dr. John Seward: Now come, Mr Renfield. No more of this. Come, go to your room and behave more discreetly.
Renfield: Doctor Seward. I trust you will do me the honour to remember that when this night is out, I did what I could to convince you.
Count Dracula: We must survive, all of us. The blood of a human for me, a cooked bird for you. Where is the difference?
Jonathan Harker: The difference between good and evil.
Abraham Van Helsing: My books tell me that he was an extraordinary man. A soldier, a cunning statesman - no branch of study was too difficult for him. And the power of his brain has survived his death.
[Says a prayer over the coffin as he drops the holy wafer in]
Abraham Van Helsing: But, he shall not escape. We shall corner him, and we shall drive the stake through his heart.
Jonathan Harker: Pray God that I may do the deed.
Abraham Van Helsing: God will act in His own way, and in His own time.
Abraham Van Helsing: Thank you God, for protecting us, and for all Your mercies - and for choosing us to be Your instruments for good.
[Renfield is asleep at the table in his cell]
Count Dracula: Good evening.
[Renfield awakes with a start. He looks around the room. His eyes fix on the window. Dracula is suspended outside his window]
Renfield: Master... Ohh... What do you offer me?
Count Dracula: More insects, with steel and sapphire on their wings.
Renfield: ...Yes! Yes!
Count Dracula: Moths... With skull and crossbones on their backs.
Renfield: [pants harder] Yes!... Yes!
Count Dracula: Blood... Blood... Life... Years of life.
Renfield: Yes! Hold me, Master. Give me eternal life!
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: [after Mina removes Lucy's shawl and seeing the puncture wounds on Lucy's neck] Oh dear. How careless of me.
Lucy Westenra: What is it?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: Oh, when I fastened the brooch I must have pricked you.
Lucy Westenra: I didn't feel anything.
Dr. John Seward: [watches as Van Helsing is preparing to open Lucy's coffin] What are you doing?
Abraham Van Helsing: As you see.
Dr. John Seward: And then?
Abraham Van Helsing: Cut off her head
Dr. John Seward: [aghast] What? Mutilate her body? Why...? Why, it's... It's monstrous.
Abraham Van Helsing: Friend John, I know you loved her. But there are certain things of which you have little knowledge. I do nothing without good cause. Come.
[lifts up lid to reveal an empty coffin]
Dr. John Seward: [shocked] The body's not there.
Abraham Van Helsing: [not surprised at all] That is good logic as far as it goes. Come.
[replaces lid and fastens it back down]
Abraham Van Helsing: Now, I will tell you what I believe. And then, we must speak with Quincey.
Count Dracula: Do not help these men to fight against me. They are superstitious fools; they have been losing now for 2000 years. Do you know the significance of the kiss? You are nourishment to me. Blood of my blood. Flesh of my flesh. My beautiful wine press. We shall cross land and sea together. Land and sea.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: But doesn't each life possess a soul? Even a fly and the sparrow? Can one take a life without being responsible for the soul?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: In this dream I had, dogs were barking on the heath. I thought I heard you shouting. Protesting. I couldn't understand what you were saying. I dreamt that my life was slowly being drained away and that when I had no more blood, my soul would never find peace.
Renfield: Your soul?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: What do you think, Mr Renfield? That in some way I, I could have been so sinful that I must spend my afterlife in purgatory?
Renfield: I pray God I may never see your sweet face again. May he bless you and keep you.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: Yes. Yes. You are safe here.
Abraham Van Helsing: It is for you I fear.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: For me? None safer from them than me. I too am their sister!
Count Dracula: I am bound to this earth, I make it my domain. You will die, in your miserable allotted span. I have centuries before me.
Jonathan Harker: Why in God's name did you ever leave your castle?
Count Dracula: We must recruit disciples - just as your leader has done.
Abraham Van Helsing: You shall not capture anymore souls.
Count Dracula: Souls?
Count Dracula: There is no blood to drink from souls - - if there be such things.
Abraham Van Helsing: We are pledged to rid the world of you.
Count Dracula: It will not be easy. I do not die like the bee when I string once - - I become stronger.
Abraham Van Helsing: It is over. She is dead.
Quincey P. Holmwood: Oh God!
Quincey P. Holmwood: Why, why?
Dr. John Seward: Quincey!
Abraham Van Helsing: Come, come, Quincey, look at her. Now look at her well.
Dr. John Seward: She doesn't look sick anymore.
Abraham Van Helsing: God is merciful.
Dr. John Seward: She's at peace. It is the end.
Abraham Van Helsing: Not so, alas, - it is only the beginning.
Abraham Van Helsing: The hour has come, Madame Mina - are you afraid?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: No, of course not. I'm in your hands.
Abraham Van Helsing: We are both of us in God's hands.
Abraham Van Helsing: We guard ourselves from your touch.
Count Dracula: Using a cross as a talisman. A symbol of torture, and of humiliation.
Abraham Van Helsing: A symbol of trial, and trouble... by which our Christian Faith is tested.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: [Mina has gotten a letter with information about Jonathan] It's nothing, really. Mr. Hawkins has had a letter from Jonathan.
Lucy Westenra: What does it say?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: That he's on is way home and is waiting for the express at Bistritz.
Mrs. Westenra: Well, when does he leave?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: June the 18th.
Mrs. Westenra: Then he should have been home weeks ago.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: You'll write often?
Jonathan Harker: Every day, Mina, I promise.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra: And I promise to study my shorthand so that I shall be able to do your letters when we're married.
Lucy Westenra: Jonathan! Jonathan! Time for you to go.
Jonathan Harker: Yes, of course.