Dear Zoe,
Thank you for being such a courteous host.
It is, however, the tradition that the courteous host must speed the parting guest, and I'm sure you will accord with this.
Also, Thank You for your offer of food.
However, it is not my practice to eat cattle.
In the matter of blood, I'm a connoisseur.
Blood is Lives.
Blood is Testimony.
The Testimony of everyone I have ever destroyed flows in my veins.
I will choose with care who joins them now.
Ripeness is the first moment of Decay.
Sweetness is the promise of Corruption.
I shall look for The Perfect Food of This World.
And I will find it.
Never doubt that.
I will find it.
Blood is everything you needed to know, Zoe, if you understand how to read it.
Have you worked out how yet?
If you ever hope to match me, you'll have to.
“ It’s a bit of a mystery where the cattle came from —
Many animals, like antelope and most species of deer, can't be domesticated -- because the slightest surprise causes them to bolt.
If you try to fence-in a herd of gazelles, they'll batter themselves to death on The Fence, trying to escape in a panic.
In Indian mythology, the call of the inner world, the call of the unconscious, is often portrayed as a Deer that is tantalizingly close but eludes being caught.
The King and his courtiers were galloping along when the King saw a deer just out of bow-and-arrow range.
He veered off and began following it, but the miraculous deer kept just outside his range.
The King went plunging further and further into The Forest, chasing The Deer all day, so intent was he, in his masculine vigor, to catch this prized animal.
By late afternoon, the King was irretrievably lost, and The Deer had vanished.
What a Wonderful Deer.
He gets you Where You Need to Go and then Leaves You.
The King was exhausted and rather frightened, as he was now separated from his courtiers.
Being a Wise Young Man, he got off his horse and sat down.
If you don’t know what to do,
sit quietly until your wits come back.
Van Helsing :
Count Dracula,
please attend my words with care.
CHAINS CLANG
This is St Mary's Convent of Budapest,
and you are not welcome here.
You are most specifically not invited in.
SNARLS AND HISSES
SNARLS
SNARLS
Van Helsing :
Oh!
So it's True, then.
That's interesting.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
What is?
Van Helsing :
"A Vampire may not enter any abode unless invited in."
I wasn't sure about that one.
MOTHER SUPERIOR :
A vampire?
Dracula :
You unlocked The Gate and you weren't sure?
Mother Superior :
A vampire?!
Van Helsing :
Oh, the iron wasn't keeping you out.
You could have torn it apart like matchwood.
Dracula :
I could tear you apart
Van Helsing :
Not from out there, you couldn't.
But what's stopping you?
A-a feeling?
A force?
Is it physical or mental?
Why do you need an invitation?
Dracula :
Do you expect me to tell you?
Van Helsing :
Oh, I don't even expect you to KNOW
A Beast can follow rules.
I don't expect it to understand them.
NUNS GASP
Dracula :
I am More Than a Beast.
Van Helsing :
In what way?
By your own account, you've been on this Earth for hundreds of years, and you can't even walk into a nunnery?
An ox could do it.
How are you more than A Beast?
Dracula :
Do you want me to show you?
Van Helsing :
Of course.
I'm waiting.
Dracula :
WHISPERS:
Come here. Come here.
Come here. Come here a moment.
Come closer.
Look at them.
Look at Your Sisters —
Van Helsing :
Armed and Ready.
Dracula :
You're not looking.
Van Helsing :
I don't need to.
Dracula :
One of them - that's all I need.
If just one of your pretty little army beckons me in....
I will tear your world to pieces
and I will drink my fill.
Van Helsing :
Why would they invite you in?
What do you have to offer?
Dracula :
Eternal Life.
Van Helsing :
Well, they have that already.
Thanks.
Dracula :
Starting tonight, because the first one to invite me in stays at my side.
The Others I will tear apart, and, ladies...
I will take my time.
One should never rush a nun.
Van Helsing :
Your words are not welcome here.
Dracula :
Well, if you find you're not tempted by my offer, ask yourself this.
Who is?
Who's Weakest?
Who's the most afraid?
Who will break first?
And is there still time for it to be
you?
LAUGHS:
What's that?
What are you doing?
Van Helsing :
You wanted to know Who's Weakest?
I'm SHOWING you.
SNARLS
ROARS
Van Helsing :
Oh, go on, help yourself!
There's a dog comes past here most days.
We often give it scraps.
SNARLS
Van Helsing :
Go on. You've come so far.
I'm sure you could do with a drink.
SNARLS
Van Helsing :
Hmm. You see, I'm not certain I see the appeal.
SNARLS
SNARLS
Van Helsing :
Each to his own, I suppose.
Dracula :
Do you think...
provoking me is clever?
Van Helsing :
Yes. I Do.
I want to learn about you.
I want to see the limit of your capability.
That's The Point of This Experiment.
Dracula :
You have no conception.
Not the first idea.
Van Helsing :
Hmm...
Here, boy!
Mother Superior :
This is contemptible.
You are Without Shame.
Dracula :
Be careful.... what you Say to me.
Van Helsing :
Don't speak with your mouth full.
She's EARNED The Right to EXPRESS her contempt, you know.
We ALL have.
Each of these women in front of you has Turned Her Back on Earthly Pleasures.
Resisting ALL forms of Temptation,
We have freed Ourselves of Appetite,
and therefore of Fear.
That is why you can't bear the sight of THIS.
It speaks of a holy virtue
you do not possess.
It is goodness incarnate.
Dracula :
LAUGHS SOFTLY
For a moment there,
I thought you were Clever.
But no.
No, that's not why I fear The Cross.
Goodness has got nothing to do with it.
Van Helsing :
So you say, but how can a mere beast understand its own fear?
No-one will invite you in, Count Dracula.
They'll just pity you right where you are.
Dracula :
Who are you?
Van Helsing :
Finish your scraps.
That's all you'll be getting tonight.
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