Dracula's Widow (1988) - full transcript
The young owner of a waxworks in Hollywood receives five instead of six ordered chests with Romanian antiques. He does not know that Vanessa, widow of Count Dracula, sleeps in the sixth chest. She rises in the night and walks around craving for blood. A thief witnessing the murder of his accomplice sets the police on the trail of the waxworks. The grandson of Dr. Van Helsing is is hunting the vampire, too...
[bright orchestral music]
[intense music]
[lightning striking]
[neon lights buzzing]
[eerie music]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
[neon lights buzzing]
- [Hap] Hollywood. Tinsel
Town, they call it.
Smoke and lights
and plenty of noise.
A concept with a zip
code that takes up space
on a map of L.A.
But that doesn't make it real.
Me? I know where all
the bodies are buried.
I've been a cop here
too long not to.
I've seen what this
town can offer,
hopes and dreams
and the nightmares.
The kind that come to life.
[bottle shattering]
Like the one that started
at that oddball museum,
The Hollywood House of Wax.
[suspenseful music]
[thunder rumbling]
The exhibits inside
were something.
Real spooky.
Like the owner.
A kid named Raymond Everett.
- Oh.
[sighs] Incredible.
- Hey, where do
you want this one?
- Put it in the back.
- Take it.
- Carefully, please.
There are very valuable
things in there.
- Hey.
Hey, what's all this stuff?
Look at this. [laughs]
- Please, put that down.
This sword is at
least 550 years old.
It comes from the area
that Count Dracula
was believed to have
lived, Poenari, Romania.
Hmm.
[sword scrapes]
I wonder how many heads
rolled at the end of it.
[sword scrapes]
[Raymond chuckles]
- Yeah, that's real interesting.
Here, uh, sign here.
- Wait, this is odd.
It says five crates.
I count six.
- Oh, so you got an extra one.
Well, what do you want us to
do? Take it back or something?
- No, no, no.
- All right.
- It's fine.
- Yeah.
Uh, initial there.
[paper tears]
Thank you. Goodbye.
[mover scoffs]
[suspenseful music]
[thunder rumbling]
[switch clicks]
[footsteps tapping]
[crate creaking and clattering]
[lid bangs]
[crate clattering]
[lightning striking]
[suspenseful music]
[switch clicking]
Damn these old fuses.
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
[lightning striking]
Great. Another break in.
[doors close]
[slow jazz music]
[traffic whirring]
[customers chattering]
- Hey, Lou. Give us another.
- Uh, scotch and soda?
- Yeah, stiff.
[customers chattering]
[ice clinking]
[pool balls clacking]
Hey Lou, take a
look at this babe.
Dynamite.
Looking for someone?
- Yes.
- Well maybe I'm
that certain someone.
[match strikes]
All right?
How about a drink, baby?
- Yes.
But not here.
- All right.
How about little
drive somewhere?
You know, moonlight, a little
romance under the stars, hmm?
- Yes.
- Good.
[crickets chirping]
[man moaning]
[suspenseful music]
Oh, I like that.
[dog barking]
Feels good, doesn't it?
I know you like that. I know.
I know you want me.
What have we got here? Silk.
Mm.
I like that. Wait till you
see what I'm gonna show you.
Uh! Hey, hey, if you
like to be on top...
[Vanessa snarling]
Oh shit! Oh God,
get away from me!
[thunder rumbling]
[film projector clattering]
[man whistling]
- Looks clear enough for me.
Go.
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
I think that guy that works
here is still upstairs.
Be quiet.
- Okay, right.
[bag rustling]
- Shh, shh. Quiet.
- This junk is supposed
to be worth something?
- Yeah.
[thunder rumbling]
Yeah. Poenari, Romania.
That means it's antiques. Yeah.
Some old antique dealer's gonna
pay a lot of money for this.
- Tell you what, Winston, I'm
gonna hit the cash register.
Just in case the antique
dealer doesn't like the goods.
- Hey, hey, hey. Be quiet.
- I'll walk on my tippy-toes.
[crates banging]
Shh.
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
- Oh, too freaky.
Huh.
[man chuckles]
[Dave chuckles]
What you looking at, Jack? Hmm?
[lighter clicks]
[man laughing]
[thunder rumbling]
[smoke hissing]
[intense music]
[Vanessa growling]
[claws scraping]
[Dave screaming]
[wax dripping]
Dave?
What's going on?
Winston? Dave?
Would you quit messing around?
[Vanessa slurping]
Jesus. God.
[flashlight clacks]
[film projector clattering]
[thunder rumbling]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful music]
[thunder rumbling]
[projector fluttering]
[Raymond gasping]
- Who are you?
How did you get in here?
[blood dripping]
[phone clacks]
- Put that down.
[rotary dial clicking]
Put that down!
[thunder rumbling]
She's very angelic. Who is she?
- My girlfriend Jenny.
[glass shattering]
- From now on
you're only mine!
Do you understand?
I'm going to make you mine.
So you do anything I desire.
[Raymond gasps]
- Just stay away from me.
[suspenseful music]
Oh.
[Vanessa hissing]
[Vanessa slurping]
[lightning striking]
[suspenseful music]
[wind whistling]
[thunder rumbling]
[phone ringing]
- A night rain had washed
the garbage from the streets,
but something was wrong.
I could feel it. I
had my own problems.
Deputy Police Chief who was
bucking for his boss's job
and looking to me for help.
[receiver clacks]
Fat chance. Guy should
have been selling pencils.
He was a bad cop.
[knock on door]
- Hey, Hap, why do you
keep hanging up on me?
- Sorry, Citrano.
Barracuda upstairs.
- Oh, Christ. They
still on your case?
[lighter clicking]
- What's up?
- Couple of rookies just
found a body in the park.
Apparently, it's
real hamburger meat.
- Yeah? Better bring
the cheese then.
Take a look ourselves.
[door opens]
[indistinct chattering]
[typewriter clattering]
[suspenseful music]
[water dripping]
[Raymond groaning]
[water splashing]
[Raymond gasping]
[Raymond breathes heavily]
[Raymond retching]
- Oh, God!
[lid tapping]
A vampire.
I've gotta kill her
before it's too late.
[Raymond breathes heavily]
[objects clattering]
[suspenseful music]
[Raymond whimpering]
[tools clatter]
Yes.
Yes, you are beautiful.
[crowd chattering]
- Excuse me.
Excuse me!
- Come on, come on.
Keep going.
[crowd chattering]
[food crunching]
Come on, ma'am, stay back.
[crowd chattering]
- Looks like quite a scene.
- Yeah.
- They didn't get the body.
[crowd chattering]
- My God, will you
look at his face.
Almost looks like
he was eaten alive.
Maybe it was some
kind of animal, huh?
- I don't know.
- Right there, I'm sorry.
Come on.
- Hey, keep the press
outta here!
- Look, I'm not
telling you again, I want
you out of this area.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Bastards are like
cockroaches, they'll do
anything for a story.
Huh.
Wait a minute.
What's this?
[crowd chattering]
[siren wailing]
How about we pay a little
visit to the Blue Angel
this evening, hmm?
See if you can get me
a picture of this guy
with his face on, meet
me there at seven.
[crowd chattering]
[suspenseful music]
- "The vampire may also
transform into a hideous beast,
mercilessly attacking
their victims.
Abandon all hope,
those it does approach,
the human soul will
be eternally damned,
yet if the victim stands
up to this evil force,
killing it with a stake
through the heart,
all shall be saved.
But few victims ever have
the courage to do this.
Fearing the evil wrath of
the Nosferatu."
[suspenseful music]
[knocking]
- Raymond?
Raymond? Raymond?
I forgot my keys.
[Jenny sighs]
Come on. [chuckles]
[taps on door]
Quit playing games.
Open the door.
[suspenseful music]
- Jenny.
[lock clicks]
[door creaking]
- Hi.
[door creaking]
Is something wrong?
- No, no, no.
I was just, um,
doing some research.
- Raymond, you look terrible.
- Well, I was up
all night working.
Don't worry about it.
- Well, I do.
Come here.
Raymond, your ice cold.
I'm gonna go get
you some aspirin.
- No.
It's gonna be all right.
- Just some aspirin
and some juice.
Okay?
[suspenseful music]
[door creaks and closes]
Oh, I'm sorry I didn't
call you last night,
but I fell asleep early.
I had the most
strange dream too.
It was, it was horrible.
You were in some sort of danger
and you were getting stabbed.
It was awful.
[aspirins rattling]
Oh, and can you believe it?
I actually slept walked.
Mm-hmm.
[suspenseful music]
- Not to worry, Jenny.
Everything's going
to be all right.
- I know.
Ow! Raymond!
[sighs] That really hurt.
- I'm sorry.
It's just that you
look so tasty there
and I couldn't control myself.
Look, what do you
say we get some air
and go next door to
Formosa for some lunch?
- But you're obviously
not feeling well.
- Well, I'll probably feel
better after I eat something.
- Okay.
- Okay.
All right.
[traffic whirring]
[horns honking]
[soft jazz music]
- What'll it be?
- I'll take a draft. Yeah?
Um, nevermind.
[Lou chuckles]
- Lieutenant Lannon. Homicide.
Ever seen this guy before?
- Yeah, he comes in
here all the time.
- Yeah?
Was in here last night?
- Yeah. Something wrong?
- Maybe. Was he with somebody?
- Yeah, a woman came in
I'd never seen before.
[chuckles] He left with her.
- What'd she look like?
- Oh, well, you know, she was
tall, uh, dark, sexy, huh.
[chuckles] The ultimate woman.
- Yeah, had a
queer-looking dame, though.
Had a real rage in her.
- Sounds like quite a bird.
What time is this?
- Mm, midnight.
- Hey Lou, can you
be more specific
about what she looked like?
Like was she carrying anything
like a purse or a bag?
- Thanks for your time.
- Sure.
- Huh.
[slow jazz music]
[suspenseful music]
[guard whistling]
[door knob clattering]
[guard whistling]
- Breaking from Global
Network, this is Fred Gannon.
Our top story tonight, the
bloody Griffith Park slaying
of popular LA radio
personality Brad Thompson,
was found this
morning by joggers,
Thompson was the apparent
victim of a mutilation murder.
Police report no
leads at this time.
An investigation is underway.
Global Network's Jim Woodson
filed this report at the scene.
[Vanessa snarling]
[window shattering]
[guard screaming]
[glass cracking]
[TV bangs]
[sparks zapping]
[tires screeching]
[suspenseful music]
[siren wailing]
- You obeyed me. Good.
[engine revving]
- Why have you chosen me?
- Be still.
You brought me here so you
will take care of my needs.
You will take me back to
Romania, to my husband.
- Your husband?
- Count Dracula, you fool.
- [chuckles] I
don't believe this.
When do I wake up?
Look, I am not going to Romania.
And if you are who
you say you are,
you're a widow.
[tires screech]
[Raymond gasps]
- My husband is not dead.
[Raymond breathes uneasily]
Who do they say killed him?
- Van Helsing. [gasping]
- Van Helsing?
- Yes.
[Raymond breathes heavily]
- Come to me.
Kiss me.
[suspenseful music]
[women laughing]
[people chattering]
- I'm serious.
- I don't know.
- I'm serious.
- Jenny.
Didn't you say Raymond
wasn't home tonight?
- Yeah, he wasn't
feeling well. Why?
- I think he's feeling better.
[siren wailing]
- By the way, uh, thank
the wife for the pie.
I appreciate it, but
she shouldn't go to
all that trouble.
- Oh no, Hap, it's
no trouble at all.
You know how Sharon
feels about you.
Besides, this is what
you get for being
a bachelor at your age.
Here you go. Hey, you know.
That must have been some dame
those guy saw at the Blue Angel.
- Yeah.
- Hey, wait a minute.
You don't think a
woman could have done
that much damage to a body?
- Maybe.
- Jesus, Hap, he was
what? Six feet tall.
He was a big guy.
- Money on it.
- Yeah, right! You
guys think I'm nuts.
Look, it killed a man!
This horrible, I'm
saying monster 'cause
that's what it is.
It ripped open his neck and
started chewing on his jugular
and the blood,
Jesus, you people!
- Hey, hey, hey,
take it easy, huh?
I'm Lieutenant Lannon.
Tell me all about
it. Who was killed?
- My friend, Dave. Dave Weston.
- Yeah, where?
- Yeah.
What time?
- Uh, 11:00, 11:30.
Hollywood House of Wax.
Look, we were robbing the
place, but this horrible...
[suspenseful music]
- Horrible what, son?
- Sir, his body
was all messed up.
And this thing's claws
were ripping his neck open
And it looked at
me with these eyes.
Now Dave's dead.
And this thing's out there!
I swear to God, you
gotta believe me!
It's out there!
- Citrano.
[suspenseful music]
[man breathes uneasily]
[books thumping]
- Nosferatu.
[suspenseful music]
Huh.
[speaking in foreign language]
[speaking in foreign language]
[upbeat dance music]
- Yo, man.
We got the best thing in the
world out here, you know?
And if you really
wanna see some women,
I got all the women
you need to see.
- Stop. I told you to stop here!
- Why? What is it?
It's just some graffiti.
It's the sign of devil worship.
You're not going
in there, are you?
[upbeat dance music]
- Raymond, come with me.
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps tapping]
[metal clanks]
Where are you?
[wheel creaking]
[Raymond gasps]
[suspenseful music]
[Raymond gasps]
- You got business here?
- Business? Um, no, um, I
was just looking around.
Um, actually, I was
just on my way out.
[blade clicks]
[heels tapping]
[suspenseful music]
- We saw the pentagram.
[eerie music]
[group chanting]
[wheel creaking]
[woman groaning]
[woman groaning]
[knife scrapes]
[woman gasping]
[woman screaming]
[knife slicing]
[woman screaming]
[group chanting]
- [Group] Hail Satan!
[group chanting]
Hail Satan!
[man screaming]
- Ah, I sense your power.
[intense music]
[group chanting]
Evil woman.
[group hissing and screaming]
[woman screaming]
[Vanessa snarling]
[flesh tearing]
[Vanessa growling]
[flesh tearing]
[Vanessa growling]
[man groans]
[body thuds]
[man screams]
[body slams]
[blood spraying]
- Uh!
[Vanessa growling]
[flesh tearing]
[man screaming]
[intense music]
[Vanessa growling]
[flesh tearing]
- Ow!
[blood spurting]
[lightning striking]
[Vanessa growling]
[man screaming]
[phone ringing]
- Hello?
Oh, Jenny.
What's wrong?
- Raymond, I saw you
last night with a woman
and you were kissing her.
- Jenny, listen.
You don't understand, please.
You don't know what
I've been through.
I love you.
- You don't have
to lie to me, Raymond.
I saw it! You were kissing her!
You really hurt me!
- Jenny.
[dial tone ringing]
Jenny.
[suspenseful music]
[customers chattering]
"Last night, she murdered
a group of people
in cold blood while I watched.
And by being her
unwilling slave,
I feel so responsible for
the people she's killed.
God only knows how
many others will die
or when my own
transformation will force me
to take human lives
without remorse.
Jenny, find some place in
your heart to forgive me.
I do love you. Raymond."
[suspenseful music]
[pool balls clacking]
[customers chattering]
[traffic whirring]
[keys jangling]
[horn honking]
[bottles clinking]
[Raymond gasps]
[keys jangling]
- Raymond Everett?
Boy, you sure are jumpy.
[keys jangling]
[Raymond chuckles nervously]
My name's Hap Lannon.
Police department.
Could I ask you a few questions?
It's not a good time?
- Uh, no, please.
Um, why don't you come in?
Why don't I get us some chairs?
I'll only be a second.
- Fine.
Hey, Raymond?
Maybe you could
turn on the lights?
I haven't been in one of these
places since I was a kid.
I'd get a kick outta
looking around.
- Oh sure, um, I'll just hit
the lights in the back room.
- Thanks.
[switches clicking]
[suspenseful music]
Wow.
This is quite a place.
I like what you've done.
But you, you do
all this yourself?
- Yes I did, actually.
I'm glad you like it.
- Hmm.
Pleasant.
[Hap chuckles]
You work alone?
- Well, I am right now, yes.
I, I'm preparing a new exhibit.
We'll be closed
for a couple weeks.
But normally, my girlfriend
Jenny manages the place.
- Jenny? Huh.
- That's a nice name.
Jenny who?
- Jenny Harker, sir.
[marionette clattering]
[Hap laughs]
- Ah, can I look back here?
- Well it's a bit messy.
- That's okay. I don't mind,
Had a fire in the museum, huh?
- What?
- Oh, one of the faces looked
kind of charred back there.
- Oh that.
No, that's just some
kids being prankster.
I haven't had time
to replace it.
- Oh, this is where you
do all your work, huh?
- Yes. That's right.
- Unbelievable.
- Yes, it is.
- Hey, some of this stuff
is pretty valuable, huh?
- That's right.
- An old?
- Mm.
[suspenseful music]
Lieutenant, would
you care to see
a monkey's head from
Borneo? [laughs]
- No, oh, that's okay.
I, I've already seen, uh,
I've seen a million of those.
Poenari,
Romania, huh?
[both chuckle]
Well that's a big crate.
Two big crates.
What do you guess
is in here? Huh.
[knocking on crate]
Hello? Anybody home?
[intense music]
Uh, how come you haven't
even opened these yet, huh?
- Why are you here?
Why are you asking me
all these questions?
- I guess it's kind of
dumb, but you see this, uh,
this crazy kid came into
the, uh, precinct last night.
[suspenseful music]
And he said that he
broke into your place
with his buddy, uh, a
guy named Dave Weston.
You don't know any Dave Weston?
- No, no.
- No sign of any kind
of break in here?
- Mm, none.
- [chuckles] he's crazy,
but he said that his buddy
got butchered in here.
[suspenseful music]
What do you know about that?
- Butchered?
Murdered?
Well, I would've certainly
phoned the police.
That's absolutely ridiculous.
[Raymond chuckles]
- Yeah. [chuckles]
I guess it's ridiculous, huh?
[both laughing]
[phone ringing]
- Oh, excuse me.
House of Wax.
Lieutenant, the phone's for you.
- No kidding.
[suspenseful music]
Yeah?
- Hap,
Hap, they just found 15 bodies
in the red-light district.
It's a rough scene, it's
supposed to be a bloody mess
in an abandoned warehouse.
- Jesus Christ.
- Come on, let's go.
- Yeah, uh, 1666 Ivy Street.
I'll meet you there
in 10 minutes.
[reporters chattering]
- No, no, no.
No, no, no. Citrano, stay here.
Make sure nobody gets
through the blockade.
[suspenseful music]
[shutter clicking]
- Got it.
- Hi, Lannon.
- Jesus Christ.
Never seen anything like this.
What are we dealing
with here, Bob?
- I have no idea.
Be careful there, boys.
- Hey, hey, wait a
minute! You, hold it!
- Hey, old man! Come back here!
- Hey, come here!
- Uh, uh, oh.
Oh, this must be stopped!
- Yeah, I couldn't
agree with you more.
I'm sorry, Hap. He
snuck past the blockade.
Come on, grandpa. Let's go.
- No, wait!
I must tell you what
I know about this.
- Now what do you want me
to do? Carry you outta here?
Come on!
- Wait, wait, wait.
I wanna hear what he has to say.
Okay.
What do you got to tell me?
- I know who the killer is.
[suspenseful music]
- Okay, I'm listening.
- This is not the work
of devil worshipers.
There is something even
more evil in our midst.
Vampires.
- Come on. I haven't
got time for this.
We're dealing with a
real psychopath here.
Citrano.
- Listen.
I know you must think I'm a
crazy old man, but please,
please, give me this one chance.
Take me to the other
victims there have been.
I can prove it to you.
Much depends on the
faith you have in me.
[suspenseful music]
Do you know, I was the grandson
of the famed Dr. Van Helsing.
He killed Dracula in 1893.
He was a great man.
- Is that so?
Well I'm Sam Spade's nephew.
Look, I'm a cop.
I don't know much
about myths or legends.
Any of that stuff.
But why don't you tell me
where you were last night?
- Well, I was at home!
But please, please hurry up.
Take me, take me to
Fred Thompson's body.
Yes, nurse!
[suspenseful music]
- Come on, Helsing.
There's nothing you can
show me in this morgue.
Now cut the vampire crap.
Tell me what you know
about these murders.
- Now tell me which
one is the body?
Come on! Which one is his body?
- It's over here.
- This one, this one
is his body? Huh.
[suspenseful music]
Good, yeah, yeah. [chuckles]
See the fang marks, huh?
- I don't see anything
but a torn up mess.
Coroner says it was probably
some kind of wild animal.
- Well, he believes a wild
animal attacked this man?
Ha-ha! He too will learn.
Ah, you see, vampires
are experts at deception.
They pray on, on innocence.
They avoid the light.
- Helsing, stop!
- This was no
wild animal attack!
- Helsing, what are you doing?
- In the name of my grandfather,
[intense music]
I destroy you!
[hammer whacking]
[vampire screaming]
Ah, there.
Come here, come here.
Look, look, look.
He has similar markings. Ha-ha!
Mm-huh! Uh.
Here, you want to try?
[suspenseful music]
[children playing]
[knocking on door]
- Hello.
- I'm Lieutenant Lannon.
Police department.
I wanted to talk to Jenny
Harker. Is she at home?
- Oh, my.
Nothing serious, I hope.
- No, no. I just wanna
ask her a few questions.
- Oh, well, come in.
- Thank you.
- This way.
[knocks]
Honey, there's a
policeman here to see you.
Can he come in?
- Okay.
- Hello, Jenny.
I'm Lieutenant Hap Lannon
from the police department.
[suspenseful music]
I'd like to ask you
a few questions.
- Is it about Raymond?
- Yeah.
- Is something wrong?
- Have you noticed any
changes in him lately?
- Mr. Lannon, I don't
think I should be
answering these questions.
- I don't mean to get personal,
but, uh, something
happened between you two?
- Yeah, we broke up.
- You mind telling me about it?
- There's nothing to tell.
There's another
woman in his life.
- Yeah? Do you know her?
Do you know her name?
- Is Raymond in
danger, Mr. Lannon?
- Tell you the
truth, I don't know.
Are you gonna see him again?
- Tonight at five.
- Maybe you could
tell him to call me
at headquarters
when he has time.
- Okay.
- Well, I'll be
keeping in touch.
Thanks for your time.
[suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
[Raymond panting]
[Raymond slurping]
- Oh, Jesus.
What am I turning
into? [gasping]
[water splashing]
[suspenseful music]
- Raymond?
[gasps] What happened to you?
- Oh, hi, Jenny.
Oh, huh, I bit my
lip. [chuckles]
- Well, you said you wanted
me to meet you here, so...
[Jenny chuckles]
[Raymond chuckles]
Raymond, why you
looking at me like that?
[suspenseful music]
Stop it.
You're frightening me.
[sighs] Stop it.
Now this supposed to be some
sort of joke, it's not funny.
[cries] Stop it!
Stop it!
- Jenny.
Jenny, wait.
I've got something for you.
[soft dramatic music]
It would mean a lot
to me if you had this.
I hope you like it.
- Thank you, Raymond. I,
I like it very much.
[Raymond sighing]
- [groans] Run.
Oh, no.
[keys jangling]
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
[Raymond gasps]
Please.
- Shut up!
- No!
[gasping] Look,
don't, don't hurt me.
Please.
- Move!
[Raymond groaning]
[thunder rumbling]
What's wrong? What is it?
- Get upstairs!
- What?
- No! Oh!
Oh. [groaning]
So, you were with that girl
Jenny again, weren't you?
I told you to forget her.
You're mine now!
- She loves me. I
can't just forget her.
- She would only die for you.
I would kill for you.
- The Police Lieutenant
Lannon was here.
- Stop!
If you ever tell him, betray me,
I'm going to rip your heart out!
[suspenseful music]
Raymond, you have to
take me back to Romania.
To my husband.
- Your husband is dead.
[hand whacks]
- Shut up!
Oh, poor baby.
Don't be frightened.
[suspenseful music]
[flesh squelching]
[Raymond moaning]
[Vanessa slurping]
- Jenny.
Jenny.
[glass cracking]
[water sloshing]
[suspenseful music]
[wind whistling]
[heels tapping]
[flesh squelching]
[intense music]
[Raymond gasps]
Jenny.
Jenny!
You're up.
[rotary dial clicking]
[suspenseful music]
[phone ringing]
Come on.
[Raymond gasping]
God, Jenny. Jenny.
Oh, Jenny. Oh.
[keys jangling]
Come on.
Uh, Vanessa!
Oh, you better not touch her!
[engine revving]
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
Jesus Christ.
Come on!
[intense music]
[engine revving]
[tires screeching]
No:!
Jenny!
What have I done to you?
- Raymond?
- Jenny,
- [gasps] What's wrong?
[soft dramatic music]
- You wore it.
[breathes heavily] You wore it.
[switch clicks]
[lighter clicking]
[knock on door]
[drawer opens]
- Come in.
- Tap, just the
man I wanna to see.
- Have a seat. Mr. Caufield.
- Tap, there's a few things
I want to talk to you about.
- Yeah? What about?
- Well, appointment
time's around the corner
and as you well know, any
good deputy police chief
desires to become
chief of police.
- What does it
got to do with me?
- Ah, plenty, Hap.
Aren't you in charge
of investigating
all of these recent
serial killings?
- Yeah.
- So how's the progress?
- There is no progress.
Give us some time.
[Caufield laughs]
- Well you've had
plenty of time.
You've gotta get serious now.
- Caufield, I've only been
on the case for two days.
- But Hap, you're the best.
Look, 19 people just
kicked the bucket
and the way the media's
got a hold of this,
my chances for an appointment
could go right down the drain.
It's a political time bomb, Hap.
[lighter clicking]
- I'm not exactly
thrilled about this
either, Caufield,
the way the media tends to
exaggerate these things.
- [chuckles] I didn't come here
for a journalism
lesson, Lieutenant.
I want results now.
[footsteps tapping]
Just, uh, take
care of it, Lannon,
as if your career
depended on it.
[soft dramatic music]
- [Citrano] "Hap, Helsing
phoned. He said it was urgent.
I went to check it out,
so meet me at Helsing's
when you get in.
P.S. Enclosed in the
envelope's a ticket
for the weekend hockey game.
I thought you should get
your mind off things.
Go check out something
really violent for a change.
Okay, see you soon. Citrano."
[suspenseful music]
- Helsing. [hisses]
[dramatic orchestral
music on radio]
[footsteps tapping]
- I thought you would come.
I've been reading
my manuscripts.
You are Dracula's wife,
huh, Vanessa?
- And you are on Van
Helsing's grandson.
So, you must tell
me, is it true?
Did your grandfather
kill my husband?
- It is no myth.
My grandfather did
destroy Dracula.
And God bless his memory
for putting a stake through
that. Monster's heart!
- Then it's true.
I'm a widow.
- A widow!
- Back! [grunts]
- Please. It's a curse.
I cannot help it.
[breathes heavily]
Oh, Dracula was no monster.
He was a good man cursed.
He loved me dearly.
- He is evil.
Yes.
Look at it. Look upon the cross.
Look at the symbol of all
that's good and righteous.
[Helsing chuckles and growls]
[lightning striking]
[Helsing laughing]
- It hurts!
[intense music]
Please!
Please, it hurts!
- Feel the pain of good on you.
Feel the pain of good on you.
Feel the pain of good on you!
[floor boards cracking]
Uh!
[cross clatters]
[Helsing screaming]
[fists pounding]
[Vanessa snarling]
[Helsing screaming]
[flesh squelching]
[lightning striking]
[suspenseful music]
- One more dismal night.
And this, this vampire
is still out there.
It's hard to swallow,
but I've seen the
blood-drained victims,
screaming corpses in the morgue.
I must be going insane.
Helsing's equipped me with
enough of that damn white wood
to kill a hundred vampires.
I'm not a cop.
I'm some sort of witch hunter.
[group chattering]
- [Man] Look at blood, Cindy.
[group chattering]
- It's horrible, isn't it?
- Uh.
- I heard a scream. So
I called the police.
They should be here soon.
- Get out here! Go home!
[suspenseful music]
Sorry, Citrano.
[stake stabbing]
[Citrano screaming]
[lightning striking]
[heels tapping]
Hey!
[intense music]
[Vanessa hissing]
[lightning striking]
[footsteps tapping]
[Vanessa hissing]
[lightning striking]
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps tapping]
[bat squeaking]
[wings flapping]
Bitch! I'll get you for this!
[wind whistling]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[door creaking]
Helsing?
[traffic whirring]
Helsing, where are you?
[dramatic orchestral
music on radio]
[Helsing growling]
[intense music]
[Helsing growling]
[glass shattering]
[foot thuds]
[Helsing snarling]
[books clattering]
[body slams]
[flesh squelching]
[Helsing groaning]
[soft orchestral music on radio]
[glass clinking]
[receiver clacks]
[rotary dial clicking]
[Hap sighs]
[radio knob clicks]
This is Lannon.
Send me a search warrant for
the Hollywood House of Wax.
And get a meat wagon over
to Helsing's Antique Shop.
Helsing's walking with the dead.
[sirens wailing]
[motorcycles rumbling]
[tires screeching]
- Keep 'em back! Keep 'em back!
[indistinct chattering]
- Hey, move them
people out of the way!
[suspenseful music]
[officers chattering]
- Do you have those?
- Yeah.
- Damn good, job. I tell ya.
[officers chattering]
- Come on back here. We
gotta get on a search.
- Okay.
[officers chattering]
[shutter clicking]
- We need another bag.
You got another bag?
[officers chattering]
- "Last night, she
murdered a group of people.
I feel so responsible.
God only knows when
my own transformation
will force me to
take human lives."
It's all here, Everett.
We found Dave Weston's
remains in your incinerator,
and with this confession,
I could put you away for
the rest of your life.
You're gonna need a
damn good lawyer, boy.
- I didn't kill anyone.
- Sure, uh, read Count
Dracula his rights,
and, uh, get him outta here.
[suspenseful music]
Oh, hi, Lannon.
- Who the hell made you
a detective, Caufield?
This is my case.
- Correction. It's both of ours.
Oh, and Lannon.
I expect to see you at
Everett's interrogation.
[lighter clicking]
Well, don't just
stand there, cheer up.
We just cracked this case.
[suspenseful music]
[reporters chattering]
[shutters clicking]
- Mr. Caufield, isn't
it unusual for someone
in your position to be
bringing a suspect in?
- [chuckles] I believe
it only demonstrates
just how committed we've been
to solving this case, Nancy.
- Well, are you saying
that this arrest
means the case is closed?
- All suspects are innocent
until proven guilty technically,
but I know my family will
sleep a lot easier tonight.
- But when can we
get the details?
[reporters chattering]
And so in what even a
deputy police chief says
is a major breakthrough in
the recent string of killings,
police closed in tonight on
the Hollywood House of Wax.
- Let's try it again, Everett.
Who killed Dave Weston?
- I don't know Dave Weston.
- He was tortured
in your museum,
incinerated in your oven,
and that name
doesn't ring a bell?
- I've already told you, no.
- Tell me again.
- What for? You don't
care what I say.
- What I want is the truth.
- I told you the bloody truth!
- What you've been
telling us, Everett,
is a pack of fairy tales.
Vampires. Try again.
[head bangs]
[Raymond gasps]
- You're a glutton for
punishment, aren't ya, Everett?
Then again, maybe
a psycho like you
is into the pain, huh?
- Uh!
[Raymond breathes uneasily]
I didn't kill anyone.
Oh!
- The hell he didn't.
- What about Brad Thompson?
What about those
devil worshipers
down in the red-light district?
We found your stinking
little fingerprints.
[Raymond inhales]
[hand slams]
- Look, it wasn't me.
It was her!
- What, some vampire woman?
Give us a break, Everett.
[knob clicks]
- Uh, Lieutenant.
I wanna hear this.
- He's obviously exhausted.
You're mistreating him.
The kid has his rights.
- Not in my book, he doesn't.
He's a killer, and
either he's the best liar
I've ever seen, or he is
a complete psychopath.
And I'm certainly
not worried about
whether or not
he's feeling well.
- Caufield, I don't know
how you ever became my boss,
but it sure wasn't
because you're a good cop.
- Okay, Lannon,
have it your way.
Now it's my case and you
stay the hell away from him.
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps pattering]
[insects chirping]
[indistinct chattering]
[cell door scrapes and clanks]
- I believe your story, Raymond.
I believe all that
happened to you.
Now you've gotta tell
me where I can find this
Countess Dracula
before it's too late.
[suspenseful music]
- Look, you don't know
what you're up against.
[chuckles] You don't
know what she turns into.
Just stop bothering me.
- How long has this
been going on for?
What are you gonna do?
Allow yourself to
brutally kill people?
- [breathes uneasily]
I'm a slave.
- I can get you out of here
if you'll help me find her.
The book says that
you can save yourself
if you kill her yourself,
stake her through the heart.
- No, no I can't!
- Goddammit, she
killed my partner!
Now you tell me where she is!
- No, I've already
betrayed her once.
She's gonna come
here and get me.
[laughs] She'll get you too.
[suspenseful music]
- All right. I'm
gonna find her myself.
And if I have to
stake her myself,
I'm gonna be back to get you.
[Raymond gasps and hisses]
- Raymond! What the
hell are you doing here?
Who gave you permission?
I thought I told you to
stay away from that maniac!
[Caufield gasps]
You'll never work again,
Lannon. I'll see to it.
[suspenseful music]
[footsteps tapping]
[objects clattering]
[door creaking]
[door closes]
- Jenny, what are
you doing here?
- I wanna help.
Is what Raymond said
about that vampire true?
- I'm afraid so.
We've gotta hurry.
We've gotta find her
coffin before sunset.
[suspenseful music]
[crowbar clinking]
- [sighs] Why can't we find her?
- Because she isn't here.
She had all last night to
find a new hiding place.
- But what are we gonna do now?
- Raymond did say that
she'd be after him.
We better get back to the jail.
[suspenseful music]
[water dripping]
[rats squeaking]
[lid creaking]
[rats squeaking]
[lid clattering]
- [hissing] Raymond! [echoes]
Raymond! [echoes]
Raymond!
[Vanessa hissing]
[intense music]
[manhole cover scraping]
[thunder rumbling]
[train horn blaring]
[men chattering]
[thunder rumbling]
[men chattering]
- Oh!
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
[thunder rumbling]
[phone ringing]
- Can I help you, miss?
- I demand you tell
me where Raymond is.
- Raymond, Raymond, who?
[suspenseful music]
You must mean Raymond Everett.
Um, he was actually
transferred to city hospital
about a half an hour ago.
[officer gasping]
[feet tapping]
[neck snaps]
[officer gasps]
[body thuds]
[intense music]
[thunder rumbling]
[horns honking]
[wings flapping]
- So, uh, what's the
tape recorder for?
- We're gonna get a confession.
- What are you talking
about, confession?
- From what I hear, the
brass wants a confession
out of this guy
more than anything,
so if we got the
confession, we wouldn't have
to drive his ambulance anymore.
- Yeah.
- I mean,
we're just gonna
rough him up a little.
So what do you say? We partners?
- Okay, you won me over.
- I know just the place too.
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
[door closes]
- How's he doing?
[stretcher clattering]
- Okay, Everett.
End of the line.
[Raymond snarling]
- Look at this freak.
He really thinks he's a vampire.
[Raymond snarling]
- Oh!
- You're gonna talk.
You see, we've
decided to give you
one last, uh,
opportunity to confess.
[suspenseful music]
[thunder rumbling]
- We can't stay here.
She'll come for us.
Do you want to die?
Ask your Lieutenant Lannon!
[chuckles] He knows.
[bat shrieking]
[wings flapping]
[intense music]
[window shattering]
[bat shrieking]
[wings flapping]
[man screaming]
[flesh squelching]
[gun clinks]
- Oh, no!
[gun fires]
[door slams]
[bat slurping]
[gun firing]
[bullet ricochets]
[bat hissing]
[gun fires]
[bullet ricochets]
[bat slurps and hisses]
[bones cracking]
[bat growling]
[gun firing]
[trigger clicks]
[bat shrieking]
[trigger clicking]
[man screaming]
[gun clinks]
[Vanessa snarls]
- Stop! Raymond!
- What are you talking about?
- He's near us!
I can feel it!
She's trying to kill him!
Look. He's in there.
[suspenseful music]
- It's Hap Lannon. Send a
patrol unit, Horton Warehouse.
[sirens wailing]
[engine revving]
[intense music]
[Vanessa growling]
[Raymond gasping]
[siren wailing]
- Raymond, you've betrayed me.
Now you'll die.
[Raymond gasping]
[Vanessa hissing]
[door clattering]
[ambulance rumbling]
- Oh, Jenny!
[door slams]
[Vanessa growling]
Please!
[siren wailing]
[wall smashing]
[tires screeching]
[Vanessa growling]
Stay back!
[gun firing]
[Vanessa groaning]
- Stay away from him. He's mine!
[suspenseful music]
- No!
[gun fires]
- Ow!
- No, please!
Get back!
- Hey, heads up, catch!
- No, Raymond! Help!
Help! Help, Raymond, Raymond!
- No!
[stake stabbing]
[Vanessa shrieking]
[sirens wailing]
[soft dramatic music]
- Raymond.
How could you?
[flesh squelching]
[Vanessa hissing]
[flesh squishing]
[soft dramatic music]
- It's over now.
[remains sizzling]
It's all over.
[soft dramatic music]
[lightning striking]
[intense music]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]
[lightning striking]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder rumbling]