Apart from assorted snarls and hisses,
Count Dracula never actually speaks to anyone
other than Jonathan Harker throughout the entire film.
Although Christopher Lee's performance as The Count
is considered to be quite cold and aloof,
he actually smiles amicably during his conversation with Jonathan Harker when he comments upon their mutual appreciation of each other -
Harker for enjoying the solitude The Castle has to offer,
and Dracula, for finding "such a distinguished scholar"
to catalogue his library of books.
Of course, in this version, Harker is LYING to him,
and has come there to Castle Dracula
and tricked his way into His Home
via subterfuge to KILL him —
There’s A Universal Lesson here, I feel….
Dracula's smile is hard to distinguish because he is seen
at a distance in long shot and in profile.
This is the only friendly smile Lee's Dracula ever makes
in his many Hammer performances as the Count.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Hello?
Did somebody send you?
Sorry, no offence,
but I'm really not A Believer.
Jack :
Zoe?
DOOR OPENS
Jack :
Sorry, I didn't mean to...
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Oh, Jack. Hello.
Sorry, I was...
I was dreaming.
Please, come in.
Jack :
Thanks.
Sorry if I startled you.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
No, no, you didn't. Ugh.
Try again, I'm incredibly bored.
HE CHUCKLES
Jack :
I didn't bring any grapes or anything.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
I hate grapes.
Jack :
In that case,
You're Welcome.
SHE LAUGHS
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
It's very kind of you
to come and see your old mentor.
Is it, Jack?
Is it kind?
*****
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Oh, Jack.
You were my star pupil.
I only suggested you for the donor programme
so you could get some easy money,
get you through college.
I never thought Dracula
would actually come back.
Nobody did.
Jack :
So...
What do you think...
..about Lucy?
Van Helsing :
It's possible.
Could be him.
Jack :
Dracula chooses his victims
for a reason.
Van Helsing :
Is there anything...
special about her?
Jack :
I Love Her.
But she's a
Perfectly Ordinary Girl.
Van Helsing :
She can't be.
Because if it is Dracula...
What keeps him coming back for more?
Lucy Westenra is lying at home on her bed, texting.
SHE TYPES
Lucy Westenra :
Hello?
Who's down there?
Is that you?
UNDEAD CHILD:
Peekaboo.
SHE GASPS
UNDEAD CHILD:
Peekaboo.
Bloofer lady.
Peekaboo.
Dracula :
May I come in?
UNDEAD CHILD:
Peekaboo.
Dracula :
Please avert your eyes - I, um...
...I have to murder a child.
As we used to say in Vladivostok.
BLOOD SPATTERING
CHILD SCREAMS
Lucy Westenra :
I'm ill.
Dracula :
Well, not ill, precisely.
Lucy Westenra :
Look at my face.
Dracula :
So, so beautiful.
Lucy Westenra :
I'm as white as a sheet.
Dracula :
As the last unprinted snow.
Lucy Westenra :
Am I dying?
Dracula :
You're mortal.
You've been dying since the day you were born.
SHE SIGHS
Dracula :
My People have A Saying,
"One should always speed a parting guest."
BLOOD GUSHING
KNOCK ON DOOR
Meg Westenra,
Mother to Lucy :
How are you feeling, love?
FLY BUZZES
Meg Westenra,
Mother to Lucy :
Just going to make some tea.
Want some?
I'll bring you a cuppa.
You stay there!
You need to keep your strength up.
FLY BUZZING
Lucy Westenra’s Ghost,
Screaming Internally :
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Dracula’s Ghost
in The Mirror :
Shh.
Hush, Lucy, you're mine now.
You've nothing left to fear.
You won't be long in your grave.
Your mind screams aloud, but for now,
your body must be silent.
Vicar :
In the midst of life, we
are in death.
Of whom may we seek for succour but of Thee, O Lord,
who for our sins art justly displeased?
Yet, O Lord, God most holy...
MUFFLED SCREAMS
..deliver us not into the bitter
pains of eternal death.
MUSIC:
Angels by Robbie Williams
# I sit and wait
# Does an angel
# Contemplate my fate?
# And do they know
# The places where we go
# When we're grey and old? #
No! No!
MUFFLED
Help me!
MUFFLED WHIMPERS
Come on.
# And through it all
# She offers me protection
# A lot of love and affection
# Whether I'm right or wrong... #
SHE SCREAMS
It's like...I can hear her.
I can feel her crying for me.
SHE SCREAMS
Lucy Westenra’s Ghost,
Screaming Internally :
Help! Help!
BANGING
Orderley :
Hello?
CLANGING
Orderley :
Hello, is someone there?
Is someone here?
Did someone open The Furnace?
It's not supposed to be open yet.
Lucy Westenra :
Did you...
..put me...
Orderley :
What...?
Lucy Westenra :
..in The Fire?
Kind of His Job, dear.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
I'll be with you in a moment.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Where am I?
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
That is not The Question, Zoe.
I may call you Zoe, mayn't I?
The Question is -
"What are Dracula's Limitations?"
So, we know three things :
He cannot enter an abode
without an invitation.
He cannot stand in The Sunlight.
And he fears, above all things,
The Sight of The Cross.
But you see, we are wrong.
These Three Things must be One Thing,
much tidier.
God is Always Tidy.
Well, according to His own account.
Oh, do stop hanging your mouth open like that.
Dracula drank My Blood,
and You drank His.
Blood is Lives.
What's left of Mine is in Him,
and now also in You.
As he promised,
I have travelled to The New World in his veins.
There are an awful lot of people in Dracula's blood,
but I suppose my DNA syncs with yours.
Oh, what a useful vocabulary I now have!
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Who are you?
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
It's perfectly obvious Who I Am.
So, What Does Dracula Fear?
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
I don't know.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
What does he want, then?
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
I don't know.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
Yes, you do.
He returned to feed on Lucy Westenra
time and time again.
Well, he could feed off anyone in London,
anyone in The World.
Why return to one Perfectly Ordinary Girl
night after night?
Because she’s NOT "a Perfectly Ordinary Girl" :
She’s EMPTY.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Who are you?
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
Who do I look like?
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Me.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
Correct!
Now, think, think, think —
What Does He Want,
and
What Does He Fear?
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
I don't know. I don't care.
It's not my problem any more.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
I am Inside Your Head.
I feel your Guilt.
Your Foundation,
it was funded by...
Oh, I can't see it.
You don't like to think about it, do you?
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Wherever that money came from,
I did Good with it.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
For many years, yes.
But you also brought Dracula Back to Life with it,
so he's still very much
Your Problem,
and
You Know That.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
What can I do?
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
Poor child —
As Our Lord said that night in Gethsemane,
"The Spirit is Willing,
but The Flesh is Weak."
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
Tell me Who You Are.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
I am The Spirit.
And you are The Flesh.
The Darkness of Dracula
shall guide us to The Light.
Dr. Zoe Helsing :
I'm Dying. I'm Dead.
Sister Agatha Van Helsing :
But I am Sister Agatha Van Helsing
of the St Mary's convent, Budapest,
and neither of us are quite done yet.
HE SIGHS
PHONE BUZZES
Van Helsing :
I need you to pick me up from the hospital.
I'm...discharging myself.
Dr. Jack Seward :
Zoe, you're dying.
Van Helsing :
Well, don't take too long, then.
LUCY:
Beautiful.
Beautiful lady.
Bloofer lady.
Frank Renfield :
So, Master, in conclusion,
I feel we should continue to consider The Harker Foundation
an active personal threat.
Dracula :
HE SNIFFS
'62, I think.
Accountant.
Frank Renfield :
We shall, of course, continue to monitor their activities
using agents local to the area, some discreet hacking...
DOORBELL BUZZES
..and your suggestion...bats.
Can I just...?
Van Helsing :
You don't look very surprised.
Dracula :
You don't look very dead.
Van Helsing :
I'm getting there.
Finding you wasn't difficult.
A Man of your Breeding and Ego
is temperamentally incapable of hiding.
One just looks for
an unnecessarily tall building,
multiple exits,
and
no view of a church.
Also, your number's listed.
D. grabs young Dr. Seward by the throat, and hoists him up into the air, gleefully inspecting his neck —
Dracula :
How kind of you bringing a bottle to the party.
Very inferior vintage.
But the gesture is appreciated.
Van Helsing :
Put him down.
Dracula :
Why?
Van Helsing :
This is England.
Conversation precedes Dinner.
HE CHUCKLES
Dracula :
Quite right, Dr Helsing.
Van Helsing :
You're expecting company.
Dracula :
Yes.
Van Helsing :
Lucy Westenra?
Dracula :
Ah, you know her?
Van Helsing :
Well, this is Dr Seward.
It was his phone you stole.
Dr. Jack Seward :
You might say I introduced you.
Dracula :
Ah! And now she's dead.
HE CHUCKLES
Van Helsing :
If you're expecting Lucy to rise from the grave this evening, Count Dracula,
you might be interested to know that she was cremated.
Dracula :
Cremated?
But I told her, I warned her...
..and still she let them
put her in The Fire?
Van Helsing :
Apparently.
Dracula :
No, no, no, you don't understand.
She would have been conscious the whole time.
Her flesh melting, every cell carbonised, every particle of her being incinerated!
Stings a bit, I believe.
DOORBELL BUZZES
There. You see?
You have underestimated the resilience of the vampire.
DOORBELL BUZZES IMPATIENTLY
Ah!
I've always liked a lively one.
Um, Dr Seward...
She was your friend, was she?
Yes.
Now might be a good time to reflect that beauty...
..is only skin deep.
DOORBELL BUZZES
Van Helsing :
Brave Heart, Jack.
Remember, it is The Soul,
not The Aspect, that one loves.
Dr Helsing, you don't sound quite yourself.
Are you all right?
Perfectly.
LUCY:
Hello, you.
Did you have much Trouble finding the place?
I can always sniff you out, babe.
Jack!
Oh, Jack, what are you doing here?
Oh! And who's this?
Finally he brings someone.
A bit pale, though,
if you don't mind me saying.
SHE GASPS
Did you start without me?
Van Helsing :
I'm not on the menu.
I'm an old friend.
We go way back.
Why are you just standing there, Jack?
Kiss me.
Kiss me, Jack.
Kiss me.
Lucy, no.
Come on, Jack, kiss me like you used to.
Kiss me.
Kiss The Girl, Dr Seward.
Journeys end in lovers meeting.
What's wrong, Jack?
You can't look at me now?
The boy who looks at me all day, every day.
Can't you look now?
What's the matter, Jack?
Lucy, can't you see yourself?
Of course I can see myself.
Bloofer lady.
Bloofer lady!
Everyone...
Everyone smiles when you're beautiful.
Why aren't you smiling, Jack?
Van Helsing :
If you're so beautiful, Lucy...
...why don't you take a selfie?
You smell funny.
She's Dying.
Beware the bitter bouquet, Lucy.
The Blood of The Dying
is Death to The Vampire.
LUCY SNIFFS
You smell of Death.
Van Helsing :
It's not just me.
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
SHE SCREAMS
No, no, no!
My Patient, Dr Seward.
SHE SOBS
My Patient.
No, no...
Lucy, my love, it's the shock.
It's the shock.
But you've done so well.
You've done so well!
Look at me!
I see you, bloofer lady.
Will I always be like this?
Yes. Promise. Always.
But I was beautiful.
Beauty is never more than a disguise, Lucy,
you've outgrown it.
I don't want to. I don't want to!
Listen, listen.
SHE SOBS
Shh, shh.
Shh, listen to me. Listen.
Listen to me!
SHE CONTINUES WAILING
Listen!
CHOKES BACK TEARS
You're my finest bride yet.
In 500 years, you were the only one
who willingly opened up her veins.
You knew what was happening.
You embraced it. You accepted it.
Now you can live forever.
Like this?
SHE SCREAMS
Look at me!
I don't mind.
Oh, don't you? No.
Well, I do! I mind!
SHE WAILS
SHE WHIMPERS
Lucy.
Kiss me.
SHE WHIMPERS
No, no...
HE SCOFFS
You don't...
You don't want to kiss me...
..like this.
Lucy Westenra, there has never been
a day I didn't want to kiss you.
And there never will be.
Oh, Jack.
Oh, Jack.
DRAMATIC MUSIC
Do it.
Do it. Do it.
For me.
Do it for me.
SHE SCREAMS
STAKE CLATTERS TO GROUND
HE SOBS
She was my most promising experiment.
Took me 500 years to make a bride this good.
Now look what you've done.
She was never yours.
Or mine.
Or anyone's.
Well, I suppose she died well.
That's a rare quality,
you can take it from me.
Van Helsing :
Quality, or flavour?
Ah...flavour.
Very particular.
In my experience...unique.
She almost seemed
in Love with Death.
Van Helsing :
That's it. That is everything.
And that's why her.
Jack, you must go.
I can't leave you.
Van Helsing :
I'm about to have a personal
conversation with Count Dracula.
And I'm certain he won't want it witnessed.
Why not?
Because there's only one thing in This World
that you're truly afraid of,
and finally I know what it is.
I-I don't.
I know you don't.
Dr Seward, you may leave.
Get out.
Dr Helsing...
No. I can't just...
Van Helsing :
Jack, if you want to throw your life away
in some act of selfless heroism,
there will be other opportunities.
It's going to be a beautiful day.
Thank you.
Dracula :
Well?
How did it taste?
Van Helsing :
How did what taste?
HE CHUCKLES
Dracula :
Dr Helsing,
I think you drank my blood.
HE SCREAMS
Van Helsing :
It's 93 million miles away.
It really isn't going to hurt you.
DRACULA :
I don't understand.
Van Helsing :
I have very few breaths left to
explain, so don't interrupt.
Consider Count Dracula,
who cannot bear to look in a mirror.
DRACULA :
Agatha?
Van Helsing :
Dracula who won't stand revealed in The Sunlight,
who cannot enter a home without invitation.
These aren't curses.
They are merely habits that become fetishes
that become legends that even you believe.
The Rules of The Beast...
..as we discussed so very long ago.
But why?
What are you afraid of?
You are A Warrior
from a long line of Warriors.
Your Grandfather Died in Battle.
Your Father, Your Brothers,
Your Sons, their Sons.
All of Them Fell as Heroes on The Battlefield.
But not you.
Not Count Dracula,
The Warlord who skulks in The Shadows
and steals the lives of others.
Unwelcome Everywhere.
Who sleeps in A Box of Dirt
yet dreams of A Warrior's Grave.
Who suddenly found himself in the thrall of
A Girl in Love with The Thing He Fears The Most...
..Death.
And now we know why this works.
[ She speaks of The Cross. ]
HE GROANS
Because it Speaks of
The Courage You Long to Possess.
The Courage it takes to die.
I call you ashamed.
Count Dracula is ashamed.
I don't need this any more.
CROSS BANGS
I'm Dying.
I am doing the one thing that you can never do, Dracula.
LABOURED BREATHING
Dracula :
You're in pain.
Nice of you to notice, AT LAST.
Van Helsing :
I am equal to it.
You seek to conquer Death,
but you cannot, until you face it without fear.
Goodbye, Count Dracula.
Shuffle back to your box of dirt.
The Game is over. You lose.
You Will Live Forever...
..in shame.
DRAMATIC MUSIC
Beautiful.
Look at that, Agatha.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
It's beautiful.
FLAMES WHOOSH
Van Helsing :
This isn't real.
This is a dream.
DRACULA :
Of course it is.
Van Helsing :
You're drinking my blood.
And my blood is deadly to you.
Dracula :
Yes.
Van Helsing :
So you'll die.
Dracula :
So will you.
After all this time,
did you think I'd let it hurt?
FLAMES CRACKLE
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