Girlfriend Mina, sorry I have not written back before.
I'm sorry to hear Jonathan's sick.
I hope he recovers soon, and that you both can visit me.
In fact, I've been unwell too.
Arthur says I'm nervous about the wedding, but I know he's worried.
I'm sure I made the right choice, even if it was not easy.
Can you imagine being betrothed to twice in the same day?
-John, thank you for coming. -Sorry it was late.
You do not have to keep a low profile, John.
I have studied a patient with a fascinating behavior.
It's Lucy, she's not well.
She says there is nothing wrong.
But I think she might want to talk to you.
Please.
Lucy!
Can I come in?
Lucy!
-Professor Van Helsing! -John, my friend!
I'm incredibly grateful. I'm seeking a second statement.
-And what's your first? -I have no.
The poor girl is so weak, but I can not find the cause.
Poor girl? Now I understand why it was so urgent.
Is this dear friend perhaps more than just a friend?
-No, she's engaged to someone else. -So your unrest is purely professional?
Her recent choice of engagement was not in my favor.
-I understand. Who is the lucky one? -Arthur Holmwood, a good man.
This is his house. One of them.
-And the girl herself? - You've never seen anyone so lively.
-Attractive? - I can not say that.
Well, very attractive. Where can I meet the young lady ...?
Lucy Westenra. This way.
Arthur, is that you?
Come and hold me.
I'm sorry to disappoint you, but Arthur is coming soon.
My name is Van Helsing.
Your friend Dr. Steward thinks I can help.
I came back as soon as I could.
-Is your husband here? -Up there, at Lucy's.
-Tell him. -He is my oldest friend and teacher.
-Is he a qualified medical doctor? -That and much more.
I'm fine again in a couple of days. It's a shame you came unnecessarily.
Your friend Dr. Steward was worried enough to call me.
His uneasiness is reason enough for me to come.
And you give me no reason to protest.
John is such a sweet man.
He worries too much. Assure him that nothing is wrong.
I agree that there is nothing wrong with temperature, heart rate or breathing.
But still...
-How is your appetite? -Normal, I think.
Some days I'm starving, but when I get food served
I completely lose my appetite.
-And how do you sleep? -Pretty good.
I used to go to sleep.
One night I went out on the street in only my nightgown. But that's not happening anymore.
But I have had such strange dreams.
-Wonderful in what way? -I can hardly explain it.
When I wake up, I hardly know where I am
and it is as if part of the dream remains.
- You can not describe it? -When I wake up, it's completely ready.
But the moment later, I can not remember anything, no matter how I try.
There may be a way I can help you.
Do you know the term hypnosis?
John has ever mentioned it, but I did not think it was well considered.
Not in medical circles, no.
But to understand sleep and dreams, it can be useful.
Will you let me try?
I sometimes wonder if all these tests do Lucy more harm than good.
Van Helsing knows what he is doing. He is a brilliant man.
He may seem a little random at times.
-You mean eccentric. -I do not want to go that far.
Believe me, he has more knowledge about obscure disorders than anyone else.
Concentrate on the eye. Not on the clock, just the eye.
I will now count backwards from ten.
I want you to hear as I count.
I want you to feel how all the turmoil leaves you and flies out the window.
You.
Ni.
Eight.
Seven.
Lucy, are you comfortable?
And.
I want us to go back several hours in time.
It's midnight and you're in bed here.
What do you see?
Not in bed.
I feel the cold air on my face.
You're outdoors, on the street?
On the street.
In the air.
In many places.
Have you lost your way?
In the.
Is it...
... something you crave?
-Is there anything you are looking for? -Yes.
What is it?
What about the wedding, have you set a date yet?
Lucy wanted September 28, but that was before all this.
-I do not know if she is healthy enough then. -So long she's probably not sick.
Be honest, John. If it was not serious, you would not have called Van Helsing.
Not serious, but amazing.
I just hope he has something to bring.
- This is Arthur, Lucy's fiancé. -Nice to meet you.
Thanks again for your telegram, but our time here is over for today.
I have to go back to the office tonight. Nice to meet you.
But Professor, what do you think of Lucy?
She's a charming young lady, I can understand why you two
are so worried about her health.
-Yes, but what is your diagnosis? -Diagnosis?
I agree with Dr. Seward's analysis. Excuse me.
Is that all? With all due respect, Professor ...
The carriage has waited a long time, you do not have to follow me out.
As I said, he may seem random.
Do you call it random? I call it very strange.
There is no danger. He was a gentleman, I promise.
I'm just worried about his methods. It sounds like pseudoscience.
- He must not have achieved anything. -Not even with hypnosis?
-What? -He hypnotized me.
Just for a moment, I think.
But I felt nothing, honey.
Han hypnotiserte Lucy!
-It's a new technique. - With a bad reputation!
I once saw a hypnotist make a man think he was a chicken.
A party trick!
Can I please ask to be present
when this man examines Lucy from now on?
You did the right thing. I'm calling the professor.
-Good morning. I took the first train. -I'm just about to call you.
How did you know?
Her pulse is weak.
We need to make a hospital bed ready. I have equipment down there.
If we act fast, we can help her.
We can use the chapel. I will notify the maid.
The only thing that can save her now is a blood transfusion.
Are you going to do it yourself? Give her your own blood?
-We do not have time for other alternatives. - You forget me.
Please, Professor, I'm fine. That's the least I can do for Lucy.
Like her doctor or her friend?
-Does it matter? -Maybe for Arthur.
The thought of his rivals' blood rushing through his beloved's veins.
All that belongs to the past. I just want to do what's best for Lucy.
Arthur does not need to know all the details.
Lie down next to her.
Try to relax your arm.
She needs a lot of blood. You'll be lying here for a while.
-Are you afraid to see some blood? -Only when it's my own.
-I have more to study. - Are you leaving us like this?
You can read the notes while. I can not do more at the moment.
Lucy will get better with time, but you will not.
Then rest.
Lucy!
Oh no.
Lucy, what are you doing?
Lucy, you're going to sleep again.
I've missed you, honey.
-Where is she? -Mrs. Lucy is resting in the chapel.
-No, good God. -Wait, I think you have misunderstood!
What is this?
Excellent, she's much better!
Remember what I said, John, do not touch.
The young doctor has done us a favor. He donated his blood to help Lucy.
He saved her life this morning.
Oh, I understand.
-How do you feel, my dear? -Hungry.
Lovely! A good appetite is a sign of good health.
I think the young lady is strong enough to return to her room.
Oh, exactly.
Just.
- Are you still hungry? -Scrub hungry.
I'm getting something from the kitchen.
It's not food I'm hungry for, Arthur.
You should rest.
-Thank you, Professor. -You did more to save her.
-I meant how you handled Arthur. -I just told the truth.
Thanks to your blood donation, Lucy is well again and everything is fine .
- Did you get to know anything about hypnosis? -Nothing definite.
Just a new piece of the puzzle. Why do you ask?
I'm still worried about her state of mind, she seems confused.
Of course.
Temporary anemia in the brain leads to dizziness.
-You probably know it yourself. -Yes.
The best cure can be found in the salon.
You probably remember how I prayed, no, insisted,
to be present at all Van Helsing's visits.
It was not time, Art. You should have seen Lucy, she was dying.
-Yesterday you said she was healthy. - We never said she was healthy.
-Just that we could not find anything wrong. -Is not it the same?
Apparently not.
Oh well.
I have to thank you for your sacrifice, John.
You probably would have done the same.
Absolutely, she's my fiancée after all.
-Have you eaten? -I was hungry before.
No danger. You have a much better color than this morning.
-I'm feeling better. -I'm glad to hear.
I have something that can lighten the mood even more.
-To me? -Of course.
You're so sweet, Professor. I'm going to ask for a vase.
It's not needed, I'll put them here.
If it pleases you.
If it pleases you, Professor, it pleases me.
Unfortunately, we still do not know the cause of your illness.
I wonder if you want me to hypnotize you again?
-It's a question of anemia. -Is there ever such a disease?
Which empties the body of blood without external influence.
-Then the professor had known that. -He may know, but he hides it.
-He does not give simple answers. -You had been diagnosed immediately.
If he hesitates, he's not sure. Especially if it's something serious.
It does not make me any less anxious.
You.
Ni.
Eight.
Seven.
Lucy?
Can you hear me?
And.
Where are you now?
The air.
Are you in the air?
I'm the air.
I'm the wind. The wolves. The night.
Are you looking for something?
And.
What are you looking for?
-What I need. -What do you need?
Blood.
Well?
She sleeps.
Her heart rate is weak but regular.
I think she will recover after a night's rest.
-I have to see her. -She sleeps.
Just for a minute.
- He's starting to lose patience. -I understand that.
He just wants to see Lucy healthy, we all want that.
I think as I said she will be much better tomorrow.
How can you be sure?
I have taken certain security measures.
If I'm right, we'll see the results tomorrow.
It's so weird.
-She even goes back to sleep. - Going to sleep?
Well, she got up from her bed and lay down next to me.
Was that all she did?
And.
Of course.
But if Arthur had not come in when he did ...
And?
The girl has power over you, right?
Lucy.
-John? -No honey, it's me, Arthur.
-Arthur. -How do you feel?
Stronger.
I can feel the new blood pumping in my years.
It provides energy.
As if part of him is inside me.
What are these flowers?
-The professor gave them to me. -They need enough water.
They smell awful.
I'm coming with new flowers tomorrow.
And the day after that, and after that. Fresh flowers every day.
Nothing is good enough for my fiancé.
I'm doing anything to see you healthy again.
-Good morning, Professor. -Yes, I hope it will be.
-It's a unique property. -Arthur's family home.
One of them. He's going to be a lord.
His father Lord Godalming owns this estate and more.
-Now I understand. -Understand what?
The young lady, Lucy.
She seems very attracted to you.
But when you both proposed to her, she chose Arthur.
Now I understand. So one day she's going to be Lady Godalming?
And.
This is also something to be attracted to.
I had not thought of it that way.
Professor, come fast!
All the blood is gone!
What happened to the flowers I left here?
A new transfer is the only solution. Arthur!
I want to give my last drop of blood if it can save Lucy.
I do not ask for that much, not yet.
-Is that enough to save her? -There is a chance.
I can only say one chance. Stand still.
I'm doing anything, Professor, I mean it.
Relax in your arm, thank you.
I'm doing anything for Lucy.
I could hardly believe it when she accepted my proposal.
People have always said that she and John would be a perfect couple.
Just rest now.
-How long do you think it will take? -As long as before.
I'll be back soon to see her. It may involve danger,
when Lucy regains her strength, to leave her alone with Arthur.
Fare?
The power she has, the one you have known.
Arthur probably knows it too, maybe even more.
This is completely illogical.
Listen to me, John.
Earlier today, I examined Lucy's neck.
And I found here two small stab wounds.
Her necklace around her neck hides them.
Is it some kind of bite?
A kind of bite, yes.
You're probably more right than you think.
I have been considering this for several days.
Last night I was almost sure of my diagnosis.
And now today there is no doubt left.
I want to show you something in one of my books.
Lucy?
This is what we're dealing with, John.
What do you mean?
This is not a book about medicine.
-It's a book about witchcraft! -Yes, and much more.
You can 't seriously believe that Lucy has been bewitched, can you?
You seem to have forgotten that we two, the men of science and the art of medicine,
neither has found a cure nor even a diagnosis for Miss Lucy.
-You said you had a diagnosis. -Yes, and this is it.
Lie still, honey.
You will soon feel stronger.
Yes, I can feel it now.
The blood flowing through me.
And fills me.
Do you see there? Drained of blood without a drop spilled.
She recovers at night and suffers during the day.
All the mysterious symptoms we have encountered are explained here.
Do you doubt it?
-I do not want to have to show Arthur this. -Arthur, I almost forgot!
I'm really much better now.
You are very pale. Rest a little longer.
-I do not want to rest! -Lucy, take care of the snake.
Kiss Me.
-Lucy, Professor ... -Kiss me!
What!
-What are you doing? -Go away!
Why are you quitting?
You said there was a chance with the blood transfusion.
A small chance.
But I'm afraid she needed more than we could possibly provide.
But I had given it. I would give it my all!
You killed her.
-Species. -And you.
You failed her from the beginning, and certainly on purpose.
What are you saying? Are you accusing me of deliberate neglect ...
-You would not let anyone else have her. -I loved her as much as you did.
It's no secret why she chose you, my lord.
Out of here. Disappear, both.
How could I say something like that?
On such an occasion.
He has suffered so much.
But now it's at least over.
We do not need to worry Arthur about the things in your book.
I'm Lucy's doctor. I'm going to write her death certificate.
Anemia.
Weak heart. No one will question it.
And then ...
... it's over.
I'm afraid it's not over.
Not at all.
This case, and Arthur's suffering, has only just begun.
Do you deny for yourself what you saw with your own eyes when we entered the chapel?
-How did she try to kiss him? -Kiss him!
I was married for 25 years, I know what a kiss looks like.
She meant to drink his blood, John.
- Is she really dead? -Undoubtedly.
She sees...
Alive, she looked worse than death.
Now in death, she looks more than alive.
Yes, that's right.
Professor, do you know the play Romeo and Juliet?
Do you think she's got a poison that has killed her skin?
-Such things are possible. -But when and how?
Who and why?
You're referring to Shakespeare. Let me quote another great Englishman.
Thomas Moore.
A drowning man grabs straw.
But still, should we not continue to monitor her condition?
Yes, we must!
You must persuade Arthur to leave his body here for the funeral.
-Arthur will not listen to me. -He calms down with time.
I hope you'm right.
Thanks. My father's accountant arranges the bill.
You've done a great job. It will be much easier to observe Lucy here in the house.
Observe? You're talking like she's still alive.
Liver? No.
She's not alive, I'm sure. But dead?
We have not yet confirmed that.
Thank you, both, for all you have done.
I must have said things I regret. Unforgivable things.
Arthur, what a man does in a desperate moment
need not reflect his true character.
We need to talk further, but not about this. May I suggest the salon?
Of course, the house is at your disposal, Professor.
So Dr. Steward and I can stay a few days?
Absolutely, I ask the maid to prepare two rooms.
I'm actually grateful for the company.
Now that the funeral is arranged and Lucy's relatives are informed
I feel confused.
Miss Lucy has left you all her belongings, right?
Yes, they did, but I did not have time to think about it.
I saw letters, diaries and the like in her room.
Do you mind if I examine them?
The mystery surrounding Lucy's illness still plagues me.
I think we can learn a lot from what she has written.
Do what you think is appropriate. I guess it's just academic, I guess.
I wish that was the case, but we may have more work to do.
-This may not be the right opportunity. -No, I want to hear what you have to say.
I know you meant things to me when Lucy was alive,
but you do not need to do more. The worst has all happened.
I'm afraid it does not, Arthur.
What?
I think everything will be revealed soon.
But before that, I would like to give you both something.
It is very important that you both wear these chains.
Always, even when you are sleeping. Especially when you sleep.
I am convinced of my faith. It must be different where you are from,
but the Church of England does not encourage such decoration.
Can you still do me that favor?
-Why are we sneaking around so late? -Our work is too difficult for the Lord.
I knew you were going to have an autopsy.
In the.
I want to stick a pole through my heart and cut off my head.
- Have you gone crazy? -I said it would get worse.
Look here. Do you see? Do you see how they cut off the beast's head?
-A barbaric, medieval ritual. - Do you still doubt, after all?
I do not doubt your wisdom, Professor.
But your methods ...
So wait to judge until we have opened the coffin.
-What are you doing? - Several days have passed.
If I'm right, Lucy will look like she did the day she died.
Remember how you yourself doubted her death.
Oh my God!
It's worse than I thought!
What does this mean?
John, I was ready to show you that Lucy is not dead.
That she is actually water dead.
Her skin color should prove it, and look like in a living.
But we have less time than I thought. Arthur must know everything.
This must end tomorrow, just as I described.
-It's the maid! -Someone has gone out.
Someone, or something?
In all my preparations, how could I forget the maid?
The poor girl.
The police have left, they believe that an animal entered. A rat or similar.
- Do you have rats in the house? -Of course not.
Did you tell the police?
Arthur.
Yesterday you said that I will no longer hide the truth from you.
-Exactly. -Then I'll be straight.
It was not an animal that killed the girl.
It was Miss Lucy.
What?
What do you mean?
Last night Miss Lucy left the coffin.
It is true. We went to examine her body, but she was gone.
-You mean someone took her? -I mean Miss Lucy
got up from the coffin and left the house.
Once outside, she killed the maid and emptied her of blood.
Are you both convinced of this?
Well, there is only one way to prove it, right?
The!
Are you happy?
-I swear she was gone yesterday! -Professor?
During the day, the beast returns to its den.
How can you say something like that?
Arthur, you asked me to speak directly, so I'll do that.
See! Look at her neck!
Same bite marks as you saw on the maid.
-Was it the same thing that killed Lucy? -Lucy killed her!
She wants to kill again. The reason we did not suffer the same fate
are these crucifixes. She must be stopped.
Her heart must be pierced and her head cut off.
- We have to do it now, when she's asleep. -I can not!
I can not believe it, do not you understand?
Even if it had been true ...
I can not.
Not Lucy.
I understand.
The brain can sometimes accept things that the heart cannot.
We must wait for absolute evidence.
As a young Dr. Seward is happy to remind me
then we live in a time of scientific knowledge.
Not superstition.
Men...
With so much new knowledge in the world fighting for our attention,
there is a danger that we will forget old knowledge we once had.
After all, there are things we take for granted, right?
We go to church on Sundays.
We ask for God's blessing at weddings or births.
We believe he is listening.
Is it not then possible,
no, probably,
that there should also be beliefs of a darker kind?
Another part of the world that is not visible in daylight,
but which still exists.
People knew about it in the past.
The undead.
The vampire.
This is what we are dealing with.
To be honest, I've suspected it from the beginning.
But it seemed like such an extraordinary idea
that I did not dare to share it, in case you would think I was crazy.
But with each passing moment , I became more and more convinced.
The vampire curse, or infection, if you will use a scientific word,
transmitted through the blood.
As Lucy's own blood was drained,
it was replaced by another blood, vampire blood.
This blood poisoned her so that she could no longer live,
but also could not properly die.
So she remains water dead. A vampire.
Have to drink the blood of the living, as such a creature once drank hers.
Will the maid then also become a vampire?
No, thank goodness. If a vampire eats
without first giving the victim his own blood, the curse is not carried on.
You mentioned that the crucifixes protected us.
Yes, according to ancient sources , vampires possess certain weaknesses.
They can not touch a crucifix, it burns them.
The same applies to holy water.
They do not tolerate garlic. Hence the bouquet of garlic flowers by the window.
Most powerful of all, is sunlight.
A vampire's powers are weakened during the day.
Therefore, they must return to their resting place every morning.
Finally.
To kill them, one must pierce the heart and cut off the head.
There is no other way.
If...
... I see with my own eyes what you describe.
Then you have my consent.
Then we have a long night ahead of us.
Remember what I said, Arthur.
-If she wakes up ... -... her heart must be pierced.
It would have been safest to do it now, while she slept.
I can not.
I have to be sure.
The papers I mentioned, Lucy's letters and diaries. Can I see them?
Yes of course. Everything is where it was.
In the bedroom.
I'll be right back. Remember what I said.
From Miss Mina Murray's pen.
What!
-What happened? -I do not remember, I probably hit in the head.
Wait here.
Lucy!
So, you've finally seen the evidence.
-I do not know. -The coffin is empty!
- Do you accept it? -Yes.
-And that no one was here except you? -Yes.
So you accept that none of us can have moved the body?
-Yes! - He's in shock, Professor.
And.
Maybe it will fit with a brandy?
Drink here and calm your nerves.
Yes, the night is far from over.
- When Lucy returns, we have to ... - No.
I failed you both tonight, I understand now.
I want you to give me another chance.
-To do what? -Take me off this.
-It's my responsibility. -What are you talking about?
To take care of Lucy. She is...
After all, she was my fiancé.
This is something I have to do myself. I've left too much to you two.
But I'm stronger now, I know what needs to be done.
And I'm ready to do it.
-I understand. -What?
Arthur now knows as much as we do about this topic.
It is entirely his right to do what must be done, on his own terms.
I knew you would understand, Professor.
What do you mean by his own terms? Do you think he can handle Lucy?
Something is wrong, it would not help to argue.
There must be a reason why he has changed his mind.
We'll know soon enough, tomorrow night.
Look here!
Killer on the loose.
Jack The Ripper's ghost ravaged again last night,
A dead woman was found in the Whitechapel district of London.
Look, the victim was drained of blood!
-The beast must quench his thirst. -And Arthur has not stopped her.
-Did you call? -I have.
We can 't stand here all day. There must be another way in.
Young Arthur has probably made sure that is not the case.
-What do we do then? - We'll be back tonight, unannounced.
Until then, do you know where the nearest church is?
Do you have the bottle I gave you?
Yes, but how do we get in?
The maid was holding these when we found her.
This morning I talked to the police and managed to get them with me.
-Which is it. -I do not know.
I know you have to eat, Lucy.
I brought her here for you.
Is she still hot?
Yes, she is.
Will she be enough?
That's never enough, Arthur.
Do you not miss the touch of these hands, Arthur?
The touch of these lips.
You're cold as ice.
You have to fill me with your warmth, Arthur.
But first ...
Come with me, Arthur.
Drink with me. Then we can be together, forever.
Lucy, I just wanted to help. That you could get well if you got enough blood.
You will not make me well, you will join me.
I know you feel the same hunger as I do, Arthur.
I shared my blood with you.
Soon we will share everything.
Come with me.
Arthur, nei!
John, the water!
This is holy water. I know you're afraid of it.
Arthur, we can't keep her for long!
Hurry!
You can not defeat us. My master picks us all up!
Does!
Now!
Finally she has found peace.
I know what he's doing in there.
No use pretending to be anything else.
She does not suffer, Art.
Not any more.
Good God, what have I done?
You know it was not Lucy.
The ... thing.
It pretended to be her, looked like her, but it was not her.
I knew it deep down.
Even when I convinced myself that I could still save her.
A feeling I have always had.
That it was part of her ...
... that I did not know.
Which never belonged to me.
Which belonged to another.
-Species. -Let's just ...
... toast to the fond memories we both have.
During this holy unction
his love and mercy help
Likewise the holy spirit;
to you from sin save
save you and raise you to be merciful to lighten their suffering.
May the Lord through this holy anointing
and his great mercy will help you
by the grace of the Holy Ghost, that you might be freed from all sin,
and the saved may go to heaven.
Surely you can not stay? Art is sorry he did not reach you.
-I can wake him. -Let him sleep.
He has not been able to rest properly for several days, and I have a lot to do.
Miss Lucy's letters and diaries are very interesting.
I have to study them further.
Your cart is here.
-Professor Van Helsing. -Yes?
I knew it was you. Lucy described you so well in her last letter.
-I do not know who ... -I have something for you.
These diaries will contain important information for your investigation.
Yes, I remember your letter to Lucy! Miss Mina Murray, I guess.
My fiancé and I recently got married in Budapest.
So it's Harker, Mina Harker.