Abraham Van Helsing
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Anthony Hopkins Dr.
Richard E. Grant
Lord Arthur Holmwood
Quincey P. Morris
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Castle Dracula The Year: 1462 A.D.
CONSTANTINOPLE HAD FALLEN. MUSLIM TURKS SWEPT INTO EUROPE WITH A VAST, SUPERIOR FORCE, STRIKING AT ROMANIA, THREATENING ALL OF CHRISTENDOM. FROM TRANSYLVANIA AROSE A ROMANIAN KNIGHT, OF THE SACRED ORDER OF THE DRAGON, KNOWN AS DRACULEA. ON THE EVE OF THE BATTLE, HIS BRIDE ELISABETA WHOM HE PRIZED ABOVE ALL THINGS ON EARTH KNEW THAT HE MUST FACE AN INSURMOUNTABLE FORCE FROM WHICH HE MIGHT NEVER RETURN.
Medieval Romanian Battlefield. Draculea kisses a crucifix.
DRACULEA (translation): God be praised! I am victorious! (Elisabeta's face comes into his mind) Elisabeta!
THE VENGEFUL TURKS SHOT AN ARROW INTO THE CASTLE CARRYING THE FALSE NEWS OF DRACULEA'S DEATH. ELISABETA, BELIEVING HIM DEAD, FLUNG HERSELF INTO THE RIVER.
Draculea returns to the castle Elisabeta lies dead on the chapel floor
SUICIDE NOTE FROM ELISABETA (translation): My prince is dead. All is lost without him. May God unite us in heaven.
BISHOP (translation): She has taken her own life. Her soul cannot be saved. She is damned. It is God's Law.
DRACULEA (translation): Nooo! Is this my reward for defending God's church?
BISHOP (translation): Sacrilege!
DRACULEA (translation): I renounce God! I shall rise from my own death to avenge hers with all the powers of darkness!
Draculea stabs at the altar cross with his sword Blood pours from the cross, from the eyes of statues, and from candle flames Draculea fills a chalice with the blood and drinks it.
DRACULEA (translation): The blood is the life and it shall be mine!
Blood covers the chapel floor.
1897 A.D. (Four centuries later) - ENGLAND - LONDON - LATE EVENING.
Carfax District Lunatic Asylum Renfield's Cell.
RENFIELD: I've done everything that you asked, Master. All the preparations are in order. (He reaches for a fly on the ceiling.) I await your command for I know that, when the rewards are given, I will be one of those who benefits from your generosity. (He eats the fly). Thank you.
THE NEXT MORNING - The Law Firm of Hawkins and Thompkins - Mr. Hawkins speaks with law clerk Jonathan Harker.
HAWKINS: Gone mad. Renfield is deranged. He's lost his greedy mind, poor chap. I want you to take over for his foreign client, this rather eccentric Count Dracula. He's buying up property around London.
HARKER: Of course, sir. I will tend to the Count. Thank you for your confidence.
HAWKINS: This is a great opportunity for you, Harker, but you will have to leave for Transylvania immediately. Opportunities such as this come but once in a lifetime.
HARKER: Yes, of course, sir. If I may inquire, what in fact happened to Mr. Renfield in Transylvania?
HAWKINS: Nothing, nothing. Personal problems. Close these transactions and your future with this firm is assured.
HARKER: Yes, sir. I will give it my full attention.
KENT - THE NEXT MORNING - The Garden at Hillingham Estate (Faversham, Kent). Harker speaks with fiancee Mina Murray.
MINA: We've waited this long, haven't we? HARKER: We can be married when I return.
MINA: Of course. HARKER: I'll write.
MINA: Jonathan, Jonathan, I love you.
HARKER: I love you, Mina.
They kiss goodbye.
SEVERAL DAYS LATER - TRANSYLVANIA - MIDDAY - On a Train, Harker writes in his journal.
JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL, 25th May, Buda-Pesth: Left Buda-Pesth early this morning. The impression I had was that we were leaving the west and entering the east. The district I am to enter is in the extreme east of the country, just on the borders of three states--Transylvania, Moldavia and Bukovina, in the midst of the Carpathian Mountains, one of the wildest and least known portions of Europe.
He opens and reads a letter.
LETTER FROM COUNT DRACULA TO JONATHAN HARKER: My friend. Welcome to the Carpathians. I am anxiously expecting you. At the Borgo Pass, my carriage will await you and bring you to me. I trust your journey from London has been a happy one and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. Your friend, D.
MINA MURRAY'S DIARY, 25th May: My dear Jonathan has been gone almost a week and, although I was disappointed we could not marry before his departure, I am happy that he got sent on this important assignment. I am longing to hear all the news. It must be so nice to see strange countries. I wonder if we, I mean Jonathan and I, shall ever see them together?
NIGHTFALL - Borgo Pass - Jonathan Harker disembarks from a coach.
HARKER: We're early, driver. No one is here.
A fellow passenger hands Harker a crucifix.
GIRL (translation): For the dead travel fast.
The passenger coach speeds away as Dracula's coach approaches. The coachdriver bids Harker to enter and sit down. The coach speeds away, followed by wolves.
HARKER: I say, is the castle far?
COACHDRIVER: (No answer)
The coach speeds up a narrow crag toward Dracula's castle. It passes through a circle of blue fire. Harker disembarks in the courtyard. As Harker approaches the castle doors, they swing open.
An old man bearing a lantern enters the chamber.
DRACULA: Welcome to my home. Enter freely of your own will and leave some of the happiness you bring.
HARKER: Count Dracula?
DRACULA: I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome, Mr. Harker, to my house. Come in.
Harker steps over the threshhold Dracula leads him into the dining room.
DRACULA: You will, I trust, excuse me that I do not join you but I have already dined and I never drink...wine.
Harker begins to eat He motions toward a portrait on the wall
HARKER: An ancestor? I see a resemblance.
DRACULA: The Order of the Dracul...the Dragon...an ancient society pledging my forefathers to defend the church against all enemies of Christ. That relationship was not entirely successful.
HARKER (slightly snickering): Oh, yes.
Dracula angrily grabs a sword, swings it overhead and points the tip at Harker.
DRACULA: It is no laughing matter. We Draculs have a right to be proud. What devil or witch was ever so great as Attila whose blood flows in these veins? Blood is too precious a thing in these times. The warlike days are over. The victories of my great race are but a tale to be told. I am the last of my kind.
HARKER: I have offended you with my ignorance, Count. Forgive me.
LATER - The Library at Castle Dracula - Dracula affixes his seal to the deed of purchase.
DRACULA: I do so long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and the rush of humanity, to share its life, its changes, its deaths.
Harker affixes his signature to the deed.
HARKER: There. You, Count, are the owner of Carfax Abbey in Purfleet. Congratulations.
DRACULA: Your firm writes most highly of your talents. They say you are a man of good taste and that you are a worthy substitute to your predescessor, Mr. Renfield.
HARKER: You may rely on me, Count. Forgive my curiosity but why 10 houses in such precise locations around London? Is it to raise the market value?
Dracula picks up Harker's photograph of Mina.
DRACULA: Do you believe in destiny, that even the powers of time can be ordered to a single purpose? The luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds true love.
HARKER: You found Mina. I thought she was lost. We're to be married as soon as I return. Are you married, Count?
DRACULA: (no answer)
HARKER: Sir, are you married?
DRACULA: I was married once...ages ago it seems. She died.
HARKER: Oh, I'm very sorry.
DRACULA: She was fortunate. My life at its best is a mystery. She will no doubt make a devoted wife and you a faithful husband. Come, write now, my friend, to your firm and to any loved ones and say that it should please you to stay with me until a month from now.
HARKER: A month? Do you wish me to stay so long?
DRACULA: I will take no refusal.