BRIDE OF DRACULA :
He doesn't know I can get out of The Box --
Don't tell him.
HARKER :
I won't.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
Are you His Friend now?
HARKER :
No. I, er...
I-I.. I work for him.
I'm a Lawyer.
From England.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
I think He's made you His Friend.
HARKER :
Why?
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
What's England?
HARKER :
It's where I'm from.
You know it.
You're...speaking English.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
I learnt it.
SHE LAUGHS
HARKER :
How?
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
It tasted fun.
HARKER :
Tasted?
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
Once you are The Count's Friend, all languages are the same.
I'm hungry.
HARKER :
Was it you at The Window?
You left The Message?
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
I smelt you.
HARKER :
You're Trapped Here.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
You're trapped too.
HARKER :
I want to Help You.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
Tell him I'm hungry!
He only gives me scraps.
Tiny little things.
Tell him I finished the last one.
I finished it really quickly.
I'm hungry! Agh!
SHE GROWLS
HARKER :
Look at it! Look at it!
It is The Sign of The Cross.
The Symbol of Our Lord.
BRIDE OF DRACULA :
I know.
It's pretty.
[ She Bites him — or tries to. Dracula jumps in and stakes her first. ]
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