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The Tale of the Mummy

Valley of the Kings, Egypt August 15, 1948

The Turkel Expedition Day 262

Allah Akbar

Sir richard..Sir Richard.. Allah Akbar

Sir Richard?

Come in, Nabil

- We discovered an entrance, it faces to the north. - Are you certain of this?

But this is wonderful news my boy. This is wonderful news..

- Do we have a name? - No name..

I see.

Very well, we'll inform the others.

Here's to the lost treasures of men.

It's not about the treasure. It's about history.

The investors don't give a whit about history. Unless they can sell it

"Then they might be disappointed. According to Nabil

the inscriptions make no mention of an occupants name.

What's in a name? It what he possessed in life that counts on the open market.

On the contrary Mr. Young, to the ancients a

man's true essence is contained in his name.

Removing that from the entrance to the tomb..

Was considered a banishment from the hereafter.

Surely the best people we know are going to hell anyway.

There is no hell, only none-existence.

"Richard Turkel August fifteenth 1948"

Day 262

Nine months of digging and finally an entrance has been discovered.

My hunch proved correct

Let along this secluded stretch lie a series of tombs.

But who would be buried here?

A Pharaoh, I presume

Hidden safely from ancient thieves

Today we uncover the truth.

- I... I can't move! I'm stuck! - Don't panic Parsons. Breath through your nose!!

Blow it out of your arse - what? Same to ya!

The burial chamber must lie beyond.

Astonishing..

A virgin seal, unbroken.

- You mean no looters? - It would appear not

- Lucky for us. - Not luck, more a matter of fear.

It's the curse, isn't it?

Of course, it is a curse.

Well, what's it say?

Listen all who now have being avoid this place, abandoned by all that is... holy

I who have slaughtered the innocent I who have... confused terror with ...pleasure

Obviously lacking in self esteem. Oh well, as long..

As he was rich, we won't hold it against him.

We have a name

Talos!

Shall we begin? History Beckons

No, no that's sacrilege! We are archaeologists, we're not grave robbers.

Now be careful! What ever you say "sire Richard".

Expect we'd be remembered more fondly then the bloke on the other side

Wait!

- What the devil you suppose that was? - I suppose it was the wind.

Impossible!

Get out of here!! Save yourself!

What..is..happening...

O God!

Help Nabil!

Hey, pull me out. Hurry up you bastards!

Pull me up!

God forgive us..

January 1999

Day 262

Nine months of digging and finally an entrance has been discovered.

But who would be buried here?

A Pharaoh, I presume.

Hidden safely from ancient thieves.

Today we uncover the truth

Digits. I see digits, a series of numbers

four, four being "January", four being,

April... April the a .. April the twentieth

That's my granddad's birthday. How do you do that?

Don't know. Kinda spooky really, I just see, oh everything.

He obviously deduces it from the inane series of questions

he's been asking, it is a trick, it's a very old one.

Yeah, well I will give you a hand with that...

Come here Miss, I'll give you a buckle.

Ok� folks. The old coot finally worked out all the glitches.

We go in one hour.

This is Operations Control can you hear me?

- Professor Marcus, Is that you, I don't believe it.

- Good afternoon mister Cortese

Claire you little minx. Giving out my number again?

Knock it off Cortese. This is not a god-damn field trip.

"Thank you doctor Mulrooney. Load and clear as usual.

Getting in. Sensors on.

We got a self reading at 0.24 procent..

Professor, did you get that?

Mister Cortese would you please adjust your image stabilizer.

Thank you!

We're in position at 24-30.

GPS Reading...

three meters down four meters...

Temperature six degrees centigrade and dropping.

We've reached point zero.

I think it's appropriate a Turkel does the honours.

We're through the seal!

The inner chamber. It's at least a 100 meters wide.

- Holy shit! - What is it? What have you found?

"Talos"

In a sarcophagus... suspended from the ceiling.

..and bodies... everywhere!

It's nothing like what history thought us to expect.

Well the history books are just been rewritten.

Whatever...

They obviously never wanted this guy to get out.

The dead were interred with the objects

they valued most in life.

It was only proper they should entomb Talos within his own chamber of horrors

- Professor, Can you see this? - Yes, Samantha, yes I see it.

It's magnificent..oh..

Worship of the stars was standard practice. The sun in particular.

Yes, but these are planets... Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars.

Perfect alignment!

Cortese, are you al-right?"

cut you off..

Noooo

Brad?

Brad what's wrong

Stop it..... Brad wil you slow down..

..S t o p I t...

Stop it!

!! Stop it!!

Breathe Brad!

Breathe...

Burke, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?

- Breathe! - Burke, what the hell are you doing?

Burke... come back!

Remember that token of our engagement I never got you.

..about time to do a Cartier!

Fine Burke, you made your point. You just come down slowly.

The Wadjet eye... Exquisite

Burke, it's not worth it it is not worth it...

Burke, don't move!

Burke..

Here you go...

Burke, look I got it now... just..just come back slowly

aarrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

O my!

London, seven months later

- Hi Sam. - Hi Trouble.

Hello baby. Are you're hungry, hmm?

In Rome religious leaders from over a dozen

nations agreed that the impending planetary

alignment directly correlates

With the biblical cleansing

known as Judgement Day

Conversely scientist in Geneva stressed that such an event

has in fact occurred many times

in the past, under the exception

of high tides and possible tremors

should in no way be construed as a prelude to Armageddon.

The British Museum summons you to the past

the materials presented here

were recovered form a hidden chamber in the Valley of the Kings

the wrappings are all that remains of the Mummy: Talos lonPey

Ladies and gentlemen, the museum is now closed please make your way to the nearest exit

Thank you for your cooperation.

Excuse me Sir, I am afraid we're closed for this evening.

Professor, I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was you.

No need to apologize for doing your job Carl.

Oh, I didn't know it was so late. Time stands still for no-one he?

Wouldn't you agree Prince?

Uh, this way Professor. Please let me show you to the south wing.

Carl?

My God!!

We had a break in, room 32. One man down!

Request medical assistance! I'll open the gate.

Hold on don't move him just yet.

The Americans are sending down one from their lot to take a look.

Very well. We do not want to create an international incident.

He was Terence Moore, United States Senate. Here on holiday.

I knew he had to be pretty hot to get you out of bed..

- Jesus Christ - Very clean.

Both eyes extracted with the optic nerve fully intact.

- What for? - What do you mean what for?

There is no reasonable explanation for an act of this kind.

In the mind of the killer there was...

- And you are? - That's detective Riley, US Embassy.

Like you said, not done with an ice-cream scooper.

Nah, that's precision hand at work here.

Do you know if the eyes were removed before or after the neck got crushed?

O my God, I should hope after!

Well we can all hope.

But maybe our killer prefers to see his victims suffer a little before they go.

Victims? Excuse me aren't we jumping just a bit ahead of ourselves.

What'd you find on him?

Eh, credit cards, Rolex, pretty much everything

He wasn't mugged for his money! This wasn't a thrill kill.

- Look, I need all details. - You'll have to wait for the post-mortal..

- Ok�, why you still here? - Let's go...

He's probably watching us right now. Hoping we'll appreciate the effort.

SAM PLEASE READ

..PLEASE BELIEVE

THE TRUTH

Dr. Mulrooney... that man's been phoning all morning.

Sounds stark raving mad, do me a favour will you,

if he calls again, tell him I've been transferred.

Thank you..

Stoopid.. Start..

So we got two victims. First one's eyes

couldn't be seen. Second one looses their lungs

- What else they have in common? - They're both foreigners..

- Right. So what does this tell you? - They weren't chosen at random.

Good, so eh.. find out if Grasby had any ties,

occupational whatever, to the American, and eh..

..call the consulate, see if there's any relatives we can talk to.

Erm..give me that..

- Ah - What's that?

Looks like Gauze

I know that smell

that's spice... .. cinnamon

Don't worry, I'm a little wizard in the kitchen

Pussywhipped is what you are

Yeah, you should go out more...

Pass, me water!

Thanks.

Oh, hello Bradley. Looking uncommonly insane these days.

I think I mentioned that you look pretty chic yourself. And of course there's

also that bug that's crawling right up your arse, is still alive and kicking Clair!

- Now... Why wouldn't you take my calls? - Let go of my arm.

- Why wont you take my calls?! - You want me to call the guard?

I tell you, you know it's started don't you?

We found it, we're responsible and we got three days to find it again.

Take some advice, Bradley ok�

Take the same three days and find yourself a really good shrink.

Please look, if we don't find this thing... if we don't find...

What thing? I mean Bradley, there never was a

thing. Talos is dust, if he ever even existed!

What about the museum.. what about the museum? What about three deaths in one week, Claire!!

..you don't see, but I can see..

- see, I see, I see everything! - Jesus Christ - Listen to me, let me be your guide..

Oh you know eh, if it's all the same to you I'll take the unguided tour.

Claire, Thursday 10:55

If it is not stopped, it's gonna be the beginning of the end of the world for all the time..

- Hey... you want to make a move? - I need to take a leak first.

Sir Richard Turkel Research Foundation

Miss Turkel's office? Thank you.

Yes?

- I am looking for a Miss Turkel - That's me. How can I help?

If you can spare a few minutes away from your work?

Yes, sure.. Um.. just carry on..

I just so happens that that worthless pile of rags is priceless..

- Only to people like yourself. - Hah, right!

Does that make me a suspect then?

Merely an expert. Mister Bradley Cortese, you hear from him lately?

He's just fired from another job last week. Been MIA ever since.

I see from your reaction, he's more then just a colleague?

What's that supposed to imply?

I level with you Miss Turkel, our suspect profile points to an

unstable individual with serous ties with this Talos exhibit.

..You're looking in the wrong place..

Brad, has his problems, yes. But violence is not one of them.

Were you and Cortese lovers?

I don't think that is any of your business, one way or the other.

I am only concerned for your safety, Miss Turkel.

Bottom-line, if our man is linked to this exhibit

- He is linked to me..

I'll be extra cautious, Detective.

My pager..

If there's anything you need. Day or Night.

In fact there is something. My grandfather's logbook was one of the items ceased from the museum..

When can I expect it back?

It's just that I ..um.. It means the world to me..

You have my word, you get it back the second we're done with it.

Well, let's see if you're a man of his word.

Our victims turn three arrived at Heathrow on September the seventh.

But they're on different airlines..

Security reported nothing unusual.

Most likely he targeted them when they landed.

..Oh for God sake!

Postal service, mister Cortese. I got a packet that needs a signature.

Mister Cortese?

Shit!!

GUARD DIES IN BIZARRE MUSEUM THEFT MURDER MADNESS GRIPS LONDON

EDITH BUTROS SPIRITAL HEALING

Riley! Come look at this

It looks like, you and Cortese are on to the same Princess.

I'll get a car over to her place.

Son of a bitch! Barton are you're okay? Barton?

- Barton? - Erh perfect..

Shit!!

- Detective? - Miss Turkel.

- This couldn't be a coincidence. - It could, but isn't.

I've found this in Cortese's flat

I could use some of your experts advise.

What?

Let's get to my office.

Good news for a change?

Business as usual, eh Doc..

- Night - Night night

Ok�, this is the ..eh.. core of the myth..

According to the inscriptions Talos had the organs intentionally removed from his body by his own followers.

The cult believed that one day their Prince would come back and reclaim them.

These organs were they taken in a particular order?

The Eyes.. The lungs..

The pituitary gland.. The liver... the jaw

last but not least

the Heart..

What's it mean? Resurrection?

- Well more accurately transmutation - oh a scrabble word.

It's a term the alchemists used..

It means to ..um.. restore man to his prime-ordeal condition of grace..

Strength, perfection and.. Eh.. physical immortality.

So what happens now?

He gets picked up, hopefully before he commits his next atrocity.

- Yeah, that is if he committed any to begin with.

For your friends sake, why don't you tell me what you think is going on.

- Because Riley, you'd never believe me. Not in.. - 3,000 years?

Hey listen..

I have been on the Gold dig myself, and I just happen to know a fine Irish pub

A cop named Riley knows a fine Irish pub, you surprise me..

- Am I still wasting my time Miss Turkel? - Why don't you call me Sam.

EDITH BUTROS Spiritual healing 3rd Floor

- Bradley, you got to turn yourself in Ok� - Insanity!!

All they's gonna do is lock me up! That all they's gonna do, LOCK ME UP!

Edith..., I am the worlds only saviour!

Well then it's your obligation to tell the authorities what you saw.

Talking Gibberish.. Gone....Everyone is gone!

But you got me, you're not gonna loose me..

Al-right? I'm going with you..

Put the phone, putt the... putt the phone down... Edith now!!

You need to help, Bradley

I know bloody shit Sherlock, and you Edith are it

You are not gonna deny me Edith you're not gonna deny me!

I want you Edith to take me to the eyes of his next victim..

I feel ashamed to admit, I gave very little thought of Burke's death

You're defences were up?

No..

My mind was on that sarcophagus... and the wrappings..

Heh... the un-presence

For weeks and no one would go near them not even the flies

They just lie there, half buried in the sand

And madness to go to the camp... and none of us seem to have any control over

It affected everyone.. Each in totally different ways

it was the darkness... you could.. we could feel

You're cut off

I wasn't the only one who felt it, Riley

It had power. It was tangible

Argh, my heart's racing

That because it's not yours it belongs to the other

Gonna bust out of my chest

Remember this isn't your vision..

- Ok�, I'm ready, Edith. - Release! Open your eyes

Where are you, Bradley?

Still in London

I'm going down some stairs

It's cold. I'm walking.. I'm walking on my hands..

I know what stop it is.. I know where he's going, Edith!

Let's go!

Get out of the way!

..get out of my way.. ..out of my way..

What's happening Queeny? What do you smell?

Al-right then, go and get your supper.

What's up girl. What's happening?

O my god... Queeny what's the matter?

Get out of the way get out... of the way

Queeny, Queeny come on!! Queeny! Queeny!

What have you done to my dog?

Enough!!

Killer!

- you stupid bastard..You don't understand. - Where's my dog? - You don't understand.

- Where is my dog? - Get off me!!

- You okay to go up alone? - Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine.

Brad knows better than to show up here.

It's not Brad you're afraid of. Go on say the name: Talos

I think Brad heard voices.

I didn't tell you first hand that he .. is dangerously obsessed with this whole .. past lives theme.

Maybe..

But what if just this once, the voices that somebody was hearing were real?

Night Riley..

Disgusting Bastards

Argh.. Oh shit!

- Dispatch to Riley, over. - What's up?

Bradley Cortese has been spotted in the vicinity of Notting Hill Gate

Shit!

No, I don't hear you...

- hello? - Got ya!

Brad, um .. I can't talk right now,

Don't hang up, don't hang up, I'm gonna go crazy if ya hang up!

Brad, I'm on my way out I have a date.

O, with that cop, is that your date? That cop that lied to me?

Where are you?

You sound scared, Sam... I don't blame you..

- You should be. - O god, Brad!

What are you doing here? What happened? Whose blood is it?

- It's not mine - Whose is it? - It's from the one he.. eh.. got before you.

What are you talking about?

He wants what you got, Sam! You can't let him take it..

Help me... help me by saying you understand? Please...

Of course I understand, I was there remember, Yeah?

- Kneel down, Sam - wha .. what?

- Kneel down.. - What?

For what? What are you doing?

You don't need to worry..

I will see, I will see you on the flip side.

I don't know what you're talking about. Stop this Brad.

Don't worry, because I'm gonna be right behind you...

Please...

Brad, stop it! What are you doinggg?!

Brad stop!

- Brad!! - forgive me, Sam - Noooo!

Can't resist.

For the purpose of this interview Mr.Cortese agreed to wave his rights to have a lawyer present.

It's not a lawyer I need, it's a undertaker.

Cause you are talking to a dead man.. Dead man talking..

Why do you want to harm Miss Turkel?

Don't wanna harm her, she's my family. It's like a bloody sister.

What about them? Were they like your brothers and sisters?

No...

Take a good look. Did he piss you off?

No, not him. It's just it.. .. it's what inside him

His Liver

Yes, 'officer Dibble', his liver pissed me off!!

If you can't have a pass to piss you off, you can't let out the anger, is that it?

Mmm, what if it blows your head back, baby?

- You smug bastard! - Barton!

- Go get some air

See ya..

Your mate is... a tad pissed off, I can tell...

Naturally. He is convinced that we have our man.

- O, no not me, officer Dibble it's someone else. - Then prove him wrong! ....Who?

I tell you for a fag.

You see your mystery, officer.. Started about 3,000 years ago.

And your suspect was a Greek heretic exiled from his home land..

..for performing acts of .. sorcery..

His name was, and still is: Talos.

Five years later a man called Talos Ionpey arrived in ancient Egypt.

He was cultured, he was charming, he is a master of language, mathematics..

And... the dark science.

This impressed King Amenhotep, and Talos quickly became part of the royal family inner circle..

Not long after he wed the King's stunning daughter Nefrianna..

Ah, Nefrianna worshipped her dark Prince..

Those who opposed his particular brand of theology were struck down with disease.

Or worse, he tortured to believe him!

They bring factions, pleaded with King Amenhotep to put an end to this mad foreigners reign of terror

So you see... an assassination was plotted

But again the poor old King miscalculated.

He informed Nefrianna of his intended deed.

And she in return told her Dark Prince.

Talos decided if he was going to die,

it will be on his own terms..

The Kings battalion stormed the chamber.

But the Prince had come up with the perfect plan..

..to preserve his soul, for his eventual return

Mummification!!!

But for the King the worst horror was yet to come..

For deep inside the chamber the embalmers were discovered

Cannibalizing Prince Talos his organs..

His own daughter chewing on the heart..

Well, the King promptly put the followers to death..

He himself impaling Nefrianna upon the spikes..

And Talos?

Talos? Well you see, his body was never found!

Only the wrappings.

And inscribed inside the chamber it says that his soul ..

'Kah'... awaits in purgatory until the day of his rebirth.

Which happens to be this Thursday.

At 10:55. When the planets align?

So these four victims...

.. are all reincarnations of his followers

No, officer Riley, it's five you see. You're forgetting the dog.

Who said you have to come back wearing the same skin?

..You still don't get it, do ya?

Don't you see he taking back his organs? So he can live again..

I saw Nefrianna's face in that chamber. I saw Sam's face!

She is the final carrier. Her grandfather was the final link in the chain!

It fed them . . the moment that tomb was uncovered.

She is not responsible for the crimes of her forefathers, but she is accountable for their sins!

..kill her!

Fuck off!!

God .. Someone has to destroy the heart!

Take a look, take a look and see mush ..seeing that's believing.

Believe!

Believe..

- Inspector, what's the word on Cortese? - We're holding him till morning.

Where do you want me to stick him?

I could make a suggestion.. Eh..stick him in number 5.

Brad, not moving you until tomorrow. We can do this the nice and easy way or the bullshit one.

- Well, the nice and easy way every time. - That's a change..

- Shit! It's started. - What did we just say?! No bullocks!

- Get out of here

O, hello..

I'm sorry

Jesus!

How's he doing?

He get himself a padded cell. Double security

It's better than his victims

Hand delivered as promised.

Look for whatever reason, that tomb brought grief to a good number of people.

.. If it means anything..

I think maybe your grandfather had the right idea all along.

Thanks..

Coming from you, it does..

(TV) We interrupt our regular programming to bring you this

live on the scene bulletin from the City Police Headquarters..

Two corpses are now being removed by medical personnel

One of the deceased is believed to be a Detective Barton

a leading officer in the grizzly murders that began..

Stay indoors until you hear from me, you have round the clock protection untill he's nailed.

- Forget it, I'm coming with you.. - Sam please, I have no time to argue.

Ok� Riley, on one condition, you give me your word this is not come off until I take it off.

Is this a joke, you see what's happening out there? - Yeah, it is a joke .. you and me?

Instant Cadaveric Spasm, it's obvious from the discolouration..

And severe trauma to the neck, crushed the vertebrae.

Happened just like that! I don't imagine he suffered much.

Tea?

In Point effect is N. Rope loop, five letters.

- Noose. - No, I meant a spot of tea

You know, like Lipton's

- O, sounds lovely. - how are you on lemon? - Lemon, Thank you!

Help! Someone help me!

Help! Let me in!!

Sam, Sam what is going on?

- There's something out there.. - wha what.. No no no, - There's something out there!!

It's Sam from 28. She's upset..

- It's Sam from 28 - There is nothing there, please no

.Help... Stop! Please help me..

Stop! Please....!

- Eye witnesses? - A whole bunch.. all dead

If cats could talk, he?

Evening Standard

Only ten hours to go, read all about it four planets unite... Eeeevening Standard.

"Edith Butros, you pleased to make my acquaintance.

This is .. Detective Riley, I came across your card in Brad Cortese's apartment.

- What sort of trouble is he in now? - I'm afraid he is way past all that.

Brad's dead?

He was saying some..eh .. Unusual things before he went..

- Too unusual to believe - Well you believe him..

Yeah, just about..

Al-right..

I'll do what I can for you.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Professor Marcus, I'm detective Riley.

Ah yes, yes, yes. I came as soon as I received your message.

Any further news about Sam?

Not yet... I've spoken with Dr. Mulrooney, and she's agreed to rendezvous.

Ah begrudgingly, I'm sure.

So you believe that this thing has gone after Sam

..to eh .. reclaim it's heart?

According to Bradley the final piece of the puzzle resides within her bosom.

Bradley Cortese is a psychotic, listen to yourself! This is insane!

Or it's prophecy!

We have less than five hours to find her.

Does anybody have reasonable suggestions?

Well, I have one somewhat unorthodox one.

Why am I not surprised, it involves the spirit world no doubt.

- We need a vessel to contact her. - Something with spiritual resonance.

You know for Sam I was willing to listen to anything bordering on the rational, but this..

Claire please..

Doctor wait... Wait, wait, wait

Look I don't expect you to put your faith into something I only half believe myself.

But if there's a chance, one shot in a million, that what that woman claims she can do, will help find Sam..

I am willing to give it a try.

Look eh, I'm scared ok�, I mean, you can understand that can't you?

Yes. Absolutely.

Al-right, you win, what do you need?

You're with "Samantha now what is she showing you?

- Look I am sorry, but am I the only one.. - Doctor please, please..

Excuse me, but I mean she talking to a dead body..

Death doesn't exist, it's only a transference of energies.

And if we can tap into his before it moves on..

He's found her..

Ask her to guide you..

Have her show you where she is!

- Al-right, let's concentrate. - Give me your hands..

Close your eyes..

Help!

- This can't be happening - Where is she, Brad?

Tell us what she sees?

Bradley, her eyes are your eyes! Have her tell us what she sees!

The Pyramid Hotel

What do you see?! Bradley?

Where is she, Bradley?

- I saw that... - Yeah, I saw that..

Bradley...!

Symbols? What do they mean?

Literal translation

Under the pyramid.. On the water.

Does it trigger anything?

No, I'm afraid not.

You know there's a construction site on the Thames? The skeleton of one of those old super Hotels.

Ah yes, I remember. During the initial phase... a level collapsed.

A completion was suspended..

Sound like his kind of hotel..

Yes, but if it were, I mean, how do you stop something that hasn't died in 3000 years?

The wadjet�s eye symbolizes the left eye of Horus..

.. Ripped out during his battle with Seth!

It possesses extraordinary powers of protection, we must keep it with us at all times.

What you mean this is it. This is our only weapon against this force you been describing?

Fuck!

Waterloo bridge is our best hope. Now step on it!

We never make it through the gridlock do you know an alternate route?

What about this one?

This is it..

Stand clear

Come on..

Watch your step.. Hurry up!

- Only 18 minutes left.. How's your ankle holding out? - I'll be fine!

Let's Go!

I have defeated..

..the will..

..of Amon Ra! Never before..

..have human eyes..

..feasted upon such ...splendorrr.

Rise and Kneel at the feet of Talos

Nefrianna, does not kneel at the order of infidels..

What!!

Ah, she could be anywhere..

So why don't we split up? That way we can cover more ground!

Yes, yes good idea. Come, we go this way.

This way.. yes?

- Damn! - It's OK, it's OK I got light - I got ya...

Talos!

- Good evening Professor Marcus. - You know my name!!

As I know your mind..

Countless hours spend at the museum you stand there in my funerary containment..

Wondering what it would be like to speak to a deity?

- Yes.. yes - No!!

Fight him.. Professor, he's trying to control your mind. Fight him!

Begone, less you feel these knives of light! The mighty Amon Ra commands you!!

Begone! Begone!!

Begone!!!

Begone!!

We did it professor. We did it..

Be quiet Butros..

Be quiet! On your knees in worship!

O my goodness, what have I done?

What have I done?

The light..

- We have 6 minutes! - Ok�

Look I can't wait. We are out of time! - I know..

Here give me that!

Now go on, come on who's the doctor?

Gender: Male - Age: 35 Deliver to: Dr.Claire Mulrooney

Professor, there no time for that!

- Doctor! Where is Mr. Riley? - O don't worry about him..

What you doing with our palm reader?

No no, not me. That thing, it came to me. I couldn't fight it back

What thing, Marcus?

There's nothing here...

Well, you were right, extraordinary powers of protection.

Talos!

It came to you didn't it. What did it promise you?

Pompous arse. Who are you to speak his name?

You created the history you teach

What are you saying? Where is Mr. Riley?

Exactly where he is suppose to be... At exactly the right moment!

O my Prince..

Sam?

Sam!

Sam!

Riley!

Sam!

- It's all real.. - I know..

Get away from her!

Now your time has come, Princess!

Don't let him win, Riley!

Don't let him win..

Do it! Do it now!

I am very sorry .. You'll never have your princess

I've already have my princess

The female served a noble purpose.

Her bloodline led you back to me..

So fickle your Highness, falling in.. And out of love the way you do.

For three millennia I waited

Watching, guiding you through all your incarnations

Nefrianna is alive within you. Remember!

Remember, your Highness

No! No!

Noooo!!!

Your heart shall beat safely within me, my love.

Until the day when I am decreed worthy to return it.

This is a choice moment you Highness I envy thee ..

I just sacrificed my life for thee..

- It looks he bringing down a retractor - A what?

A retractor. They use it during postmortems to separate the ribs.

Her speciality..

- And the body parts? - Medical cadavers.

She had the access. Only thing you have to do now is to figure out the how and the why?

In a case like this, there is no why.

In the mind of our killer there was.

Transcription Enigmatica

What a way to travel, eh? Barbaric.

Horseless carriage, tha�s the way.

I've seen them myself, you know. Paris, London.

London. Tha�s where my business is, buying and selling.

The fact is, I got these on my last stop here. Karlsburg.

Pretty, isn't it?

Six crowns it cost in Karlsburg.

I can let you have one for three.

Two crowns, then. I can't go any lower.

Oh, well.

Give.

- Sorry. - Give me.

I should do as he says.

One crown, then?

No!

God.

Oh, my God.

Dracula's blood.

Where is that girl? Alice!

- Yes, Father. - All right, dear?

I�s a brisk morning, Father.

Indeed, Jeremy.

Isn't Alice's hat pretty, Mother? I�s a pretty color, don't you think?

Come along now.

- Mr. Hargood. - Thank you, Vicar.

- This was a very nice sermon. - Did you think so? I hadn't planned it.

Mr. Secker, good day.

- Excellent service. - Mr. Paxton.

- Hello. - Hello.

- The Allens are having a party on Friday. - I know, and I haven't been invited.

You will be.

When shall I see you?

I don't know.

You will stay here, Alice.

You will apologize to your mother and I for your behavior.

- Thank you. You may go. - For what behavior?

You will apologize, then go up to your room and stay there.

- Do you understand? - No, I don't understand...

You know perfectly well what I'm talking about.

Mother, I don't understand...

You were smiling and flirting with that young man.

But that was Paul, Father.

I don't care. He is still a young man and you are a young woman.

A sexually mature young woman.

I will not have you displaying yourself in that provocative manner.

I�s because it was Paul, isn't it?

You've never liked him, but he can't help that.

But you can help behaving like a harlot.

- Papa! - A harlot in Go�s house!

Oh, my God.

Blasphemy will only make it worse.

I�s only natural in a young girl, William.

Lunch will soon be ready, William.

You may send hers up on a tray.

And her supper, too.

- Yes, dear. - I shall not, of course, be in to supper.

But I asked Cook to bake a ham the way you like it.

I am never in to supper the last Sunday in the month.

- Surely you know that by now. - Yes, of course.

- Your charity work in the East End. - Exactly.

Don't judge your father too harshly, my dear.

I know just how you feel.

Do you, Mother?

Well, of course I do, darling.

I was young like you once, you know.

Young and excited by the prospect of my life before me.

Until you met him.

He crushed you, didn't he? He crushed the life right out of you.

You mustn't say such things.

Well, he's not going to do it to me.

- You're upset. - With good reason.

Mother, why does he hate Paul so?

I've honestly no idea. No idea at all.

- Is it something to do with Paul's father? - Mr. Paxton?

I don't see how it can be. They scarcely know one another.

Bit late tonight, Hargood.

I am exactly on time, Paxton.

Exactly on time as usual, gentlemen.

I thought we were a little late, Secker.

Hot potatoes.

Sir!

- This way, gentlemen. - We know the way.

Well, what have we here?

Veronica, you look delightful. Nice to see you again.

Such a pleasure to see you again, gentlemen.

Punctual to the minute, as always.

I have your usual room ready for you, of course.

I hope the entertainment isn't too usual, Felix.

No, I've selected something most diverting for you gentlemen tonight.

I'm sure it will amuse you.

I've been getting a bit bored with it.

You won't be bored tonight, I can assure you of that.

I think i�s best if you leave it all to me...

because I know the girls who are really clean, if you get my meaning.

Some of the girls sent to me, they've no idea.

Straight into a hot bath they go, and do they scream!

They don't want to be seen without their clothes on.

I told them there's no point being shy in a place like this.

Here we are, gentlemen.

Everything is ready, as you see.

Here, let me take that for you. Thank you.

Tha�s right. You can't be too careful, can you? Thank you.

Here, let me.

- Well done. - Thank you, Felix.

- Sir, there. - Thank you.

Gentlemen, may I be permitted to say, "To your health"?

And now, if you will excuse me, I'll just go and...

Well, you know.

- Paxton? - Yes, all right.

- Secker? - I don't think so.

- Gentlemen. - To your health.

Ready when you are, gentlemen.

Oh, my goodness.

Why don't you stop pushing your way in here and upsetting everyone?

You're not wanted here.

For Go�s sake, will you please go away and stay away?

Do you hear me?

- Oh, darling. - Sorry.

No, not in here. I do beg your pardon.

No!

You can't go...

You are not going in there. Don't you dare try to go in there.

They're some of my best gentlemen in there.

Bravo!

Now, look here.

- Yes? - You can't come in here.

But I have.

Who's going to pay?

My girls aren't free for any Tom, Dick, or Harry, you know.

Good heavens.

Impudent young puppy.

I can't tell you how sorry I am. I can't begin to tell you.

Yes. Well, get rid of these girls.

No, Mr. Hargood, I've got another lovely girl for you.

- Get rid of them. - Yes, of course. Come now, girls.

Tha�s a girl. Tha�s it.

Who is he?

An impudent rascal, tha�s what.

Yes, who is he?

He's young Courtley. Lord Courtley, sir.

You must remember.

His father disowned him several years ago...

cut him off without a shilling.

Found him celebrating black mass in the family chapel.

Very nasty, it was.

- So tha�s young Courtley. - Yes, terrible scandal it was.

How does he live? Does he work?

Him? Never a stroke.

- Then how? - They keep him.

What, the girls pay him?

Yes, they're fascinated by him. He's the very devil himself.

If I were religious, I would say he was possessed.

Possessed of the devil.

Young man.

If you're serving a writ, my friend, please don't waste my time...

or yours, for that matter.

Lord Courtley.

Do I know you?

Of course, I took your woman from you.

If i�s to be swords or pistols, I have neither.

My friends and I would like to take you to supper.

- Why? - We want to talk to you.

- About? - Over supper.

Very well.

- Driver... - The Caf� Royal, driver.

I�s the only place.

- May I come in, dear? - Yes, Mother.

- All ready for bed, dear? - Just getting ready.

- You've hardly eaten a thing, dear. - I wasn't hungry.

Mother.

I'm so sorry for you.

- Because I didn't eat my supper? - You know it isn't that.

I know it isn't, Mother.

Don't worry, please.

Good night, darling.

Good night, Mother.

Then let me explain it for you.

You and your two friends here have formed a little society...

with the objects of enjoying the more unusual aspects of this life.

Is that right?

That is quite right.

At the same time, keeping up a fagade of respectability...

in front of your families and local community.

Is that right?

- Well, I hardly... - I wouldn't put it like that.

And having tried everything that your narrow imaginations can suggest...

you're bored to death with it all, right?

And now you want someone...

with infinitely greater experience than yourselves...

to suggest alternatives?

- Tha�s it exactly. - Just how far are you willing to go?

For instance, would you be willing to sell your souls to the devil?

What exactly do you mean?

I mean exactly what I say:

Sell your souls to the devil.

- I don't know. - Then we're wasting time.

If one thought that one's experience might be extended...

It would be extended to infinity.

What would we have to do?

- First you will need money. - Yes, I thought as much.

No, not for me. To buy something that we shall need for the ceremony.

- What is it we have to buy? - And how much?

I will show you.

Who else did you expect?

Don't be silly. Wait a moment and I'll come down.

If you don't, I'm coming up.

Don't you dare.

- Come on, monkey. - You'll wake them up.

- Alice, nothing but good news. - What?

My uncle Harry will lend me the money. I can go into business on my own.

So, my darling, there's absolutely nothing to stop us getting away.

So when is it to be? This week? Tomorrow?

Really.

You don't mean that, do you?

- Mean it? - About tomorrow?

Wha�s to stop us?

Well, I can't just leave them.

- Not like that. - Why not?

You've told me often enough how he treats you...

how you long to get away. He'll never agree to let us meet any other way.

- But my mother... - She married him, didn't she?

She chose to be his wife.

She's also my mother.

I can't just run away and leave her.

I see.

So it was all just talk, about our going away.

No, it wasn't just all talk, Paul.

I love you, really I do.

I've said I want to marry you and I do.

I want it more than anything in this world.

And if it was anything else...

If I left her, Paul, I think she'd die.

So what are we going to do?

I don't know.

Paul, never stop loving me. Never.

Where are you, Weller?

Who wants me?

I�s you, is it?

Come on out, you old fool. We've business to discuss.

What sort of business can you have with me?

I want to buy, Weller.

You? Buy?

- Buy what? - You know what.

I�s not for sale.

- You'll sell anything for money. - Money? What money?

Would you please tell us what this is all about?

- Quite. - You say the price, Weller.

- More than you can afford. - Granted.

But i�s these gentlemen who are buying.

- Wha�s that? - Buying what exactly?

Is it true?

- You want to buy? - Possibly...

if we knew what it was we're supposed to be buying.

- Don't you know? - No.

Show them, Weller.

The master.

Courtley, what is all this about?

- A concentration of evil, my dear sirs. - A what?

These pieces belong to the most evil man of all time:

Count Dracula.

You'll know that I tell the truth when I so describe him:

His cloak, his signet ring...

his clasp.

- And his blood. - His blood?

His blood.

But i�s just powder.

Tha�s right, gentlemen. I�s only powder.

No!

These relics will enable us to perform the ceremonies I spoke about.

- I'm asking you to buy them. - Just on your word?

Just on my word!

I see.

What is the price?

1,000 guineas.

- What? - You'll never regret it, I swear.

I swear in his name.

For all we know...

Do I take it that you do not want to remain in the circle?

No.

Very well.

We'll pay the price.

You will be repaid a thousand times.

And may the devil take good care of you.

I�s this way.

There it is.

- My God, I don't like this. - Do you want to leave?

- No, of course not. - Then keep quiet.

- Wha�s that? - Keep quiet.

There's someone there.

There's something there.

Of course I'm here.

Did you not expect me to be here?

- That was a damned fool thing to do. - Possibly, but it amused me.

- You have the casket? - Yes.

Le�s not waste any more time. Bring it here.

On there.

The goblets! You brought them?

Yes, they're here.

Good.

Hark, ye...

O ye timeless ones...

ye elementals of the earth, and of the air...

and of fire, and of water.

In the most august dread of the supreme Prince of Darkness...

and of his archangels and angels of darkness...

and his legions...

draw near and do my bidding, I command!

Now will you believe?

Now drink.

Did you not hear me? I said drink.

Drink! Do you hear me?

Don't insult the master!

- I can't. - Drink, damn you!

You!

Drink!

You fools.

You pathetic, spineless fools.

You drink then! You drink it! You drink the filth!

Help me!

He's dead.

- What do you want? - William, what is it?

Now listen carefully.

I was at home here all evening, do you understand?

- At home here? - Yes, here.

- Can't you understand that? - Yes, but...

If anybody asks.

- But who could ask? - Anybody!

- Do you understand? - Yes, dear.

Good.

- Where's Alice? - In her room.

You'd better tell her to do the same.

Yes, I'll tell her, but she's a headstrong girl.

I'll tell her myself then!

You'll tell me what, Father?

Listen, Alice. Now listen carefully.

I was at home here all evening. Do you understand me?

- Yes, I understand. - Good.

Now go back to bed.

Both of you.

- Are you sure... - Go!

- Won't you tell me wha�s wrong? - No! Never.

Never.

They have destroyed my servant.

They will be destroyed.

- Come on, Jeremy! - Come on, Lucy!

Come through on the inside! Tha�s it.

- Come on, Jeremy! - Come on, Lucy!

Come through on the inside.

I won! Jeremy let me win.

- No, i�s not true. I didn't. - Yes, you did, but I don't care.

I'd rather cheat and win, than not win at all.

- There, isn't that honest of me? - Very.

Well, isn't anybody going to notice?

- Notice? What? Where? - No, look.

Your ring.

Isn't it beautiful? Jeremy gave it to me.

- We're engaged. - Does your father know?

No, of course not.

- You can't talk to him these days. - Father's not very well, anyway.

- I am sorry. - Come on, le�s go home.

Alice has seen my ring, and she is green with envy.

Tha�s all I came out for.

I'll race you home.

Alice, what are you wearing to the Allens' party on Friday?

My primrose, I think.

Good, that won't clash with my blue.

- Jeremy, what are you wearing? - My pink, I think.

Ripping! It won't clash with my yellow.

Are you ready? Good. Go.

We'll see you both on Friday.

I'm sorry about your father, Paul. Is it serious?

Nobody knows.

He came home the other night, went straight to bed...

and he hasn't moved since.

He won't see a doctor, he won't see anyone.

My father's been acting rather strangely, too.

He's been drinking heavily.

And that makes it even worse for your mother.

And for us.

I'm sorry, Paul. Wha�s wrong with everybody?

Mother, have you...

I'm sorry, I thought Mother was in here. Excuse me.

Just a minute.

I see from your dress you intend going out.

Yes, Father, to the Allens' party.

I wasn't told about this.

I woul�ve told you, only...

Only what?

You haven't been very approachable lately, have you?

I mean, you haven't been quite yourself.

You think I've been drinking too much, is that what you mean?

- Is that it? Is that what you mean? - Yes.

Yes, Father.

I see.

Who is taking you to this party?

- Paul. - I forbid it.

- I forbid it. Go and get those things off. - But...

Good evening, Mr. Paxton.

My daughter will not be coming to the party. So you can go.

- May I ask why not, sir? - No, you may not.

- Is she ill? - No, she's perfectly well, thank you.

It is just my wish that she should not go out this evening.

Excuse me.

May I ask you one more question? I think I have the right.

Why do you hate me? What is it I've done to offend you?

You don't have to do anything to offend me, young man.

Drive on!

Coming to the party, Alice?

I can't. Father won't let me.

I said, are you coming to the party, Alice?

Just give me a moment.

As to the place where it happened, I have been making discreet inquiries...

and have ascertained, as far as I am able, that no one ever goes there.

So, short of one or all of us returning there...

No.

No, I must confess I should not relish such a journey myself.

Short of us going and seeing for ourselves...

I think we can safely assume that the body will remain where it is...

until either it rots, or is discovered by some tramp...

who is unlikely to give the alarm.

What you're saying is...

it looks like we've got away with it.

As you say, it looks as though we've got away with it.

All that remains is for us to establish...

that none of us were away from our homes that evening.

I understand it is what the police call an alibi.

That is quite right.

- Well, if there is nothing else... - No.

Then I shall declare that, not only is this meeting closed...

but that it never occurred.

Good.

- You'd better keep an eye on him. - An eye?

Yes, on his drinking. It might loosen his tongue.

I'll try.

I did enjoy the party, Paul.

I must go in, Paul.

- Good night, darling. - I love you.

Father.

I went to the party.

With Paul. Father, I love him.

- I know it was wrong of me. - Yes.

It was wrong of you.

- I'm sorry, Father. - And you're going to be punished for it.

- Father, I've said I'm sorry. - I'm going to punish you.

I'm going to whip you, Alice.

Don't touch me.

Whip you, Alice.

- Please don't touch me. - And I haven't beaten you...

since you were a little girl...

have I, Alice?

Let me go!

If you touch me, Father, I'll never forgive you.

Paul, i�s...

Who are you?

How do you know my name?

Come here.

Damn you, come here!

Alice, you're going to be whipped.

Whipped, do you hear me? Whipped.

Now.

Whipped, do you hear me?

The first.

I�s nasty, that.

Very nasty. I�s nasty, Evans. Get it cleared up, will you?

Yes, sir.

Hello.

I just came to see the lady of the house, sir, about him out there.

Mrs. Hargood is suffering from shock. I'm Paul Paxton. My sister's with her.

Perhaps I'd better come back some other time, sir.

We can't do very much for him out there, can we?

Except take him out of the flower beds.

But what about his daughter, Alice Hargood?

She been done in, too, sir?

God knows, but she's missing.

- Only missing. - Only?

Yes, since last night.

- Is she a young girl, sir? - Yes.

- Trouble in the home? - Yes.

Familiar story, sir. I won't keep you any longer.

But what are you going to do about her?

What do you want me to do about her?

Issue a description. Send her picture to all your police stations.

My dear sir, if we were to do that with every young girl that runs from home...

we wouldn't have time for anything else.

- She has not run away. - How do you know that, sir?

- I just know it! - I see, sir. You just know it.

I'm sure you have other things to attend to, like me, sir.

- So if you'll excuse me. - Look, i�s a raw morning.

I'm sure Mrs. Hargood wouldn't want you to leave without a little refreshment.

I won't while I'm on duty, sir. Good morning.

Evans, you got that mess cleared up outside there yet?

"We beseech thee, O Father, to raise us from the death of sin...

"unto the life of righteousness, that when we shall depart this life...

"we may rest in him, as our hope is this our brother doth...

"and that at the general resurrection in the last day...

"we may be found acceptable in thy sight and receive that blessing...

"which thy well-beloved Son shall then pronounce...

"to all that love and fear thee...

"through Jesus Christ our mediator and redeemer. Amen.

"The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God...

"and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost, be with us all evermore.

"Amen."

- I'll see Mrs. Hargood home. - All right.

Why are you here? Why are you dressed like that?

I can't tell you now.

Come to my house tonight. I'll tell you everything then.

- In the garden. - Why the garden?

I can't explain now, my dear, but do come, please.

- Yes, all right. - And not a word to anybody, not to a soul.

Promise?

- All right, I promise. - Thank you, Lucy.

- Sorry, Jeremy. - Come on.

- Hope they haven't left us behind. - We can always walk.

I'm afraid the mistress isn't well enough to see anyone at the moment, sir.

- What name shall I say called? - My name's Secker. Here's my card.

- I'll call again. Good evening. - Good evening, Mr. Secker.

Betty, I'm just going.

If anything should happen, you know...

- let me know at once, will you? - Very good, sir.

- I'm Paul Paxton, sir. - Yes, I know.

- I�s a terrible business. - Yes. Did you know Mr. Hargood well?

We had met.

Did you know that his daughter had disappeared?

- I had heard. Is there any news? - Nothing.

- The police? - They're worse than useless.

I go to the station at least four times every day to ask if they've any news.

They've told me not to bother them anymore.

As far as you know, they are not carrying out any proper investigation?

As far as I know, they are doing absolutely nothing.

Someone's got to do something.

I love Alice...

and to know that she's somewhere in need of help, and nobody doing anything to...

Be careful, Paul. Don't do anything...

that you may be sorry for.

I couldn't be any sorrier than I am now, Mr. Secker.

Good night, sir.

I'm over here, Lucy.

- Where? - Over here.

You must be frozen.

- Why are you dressed like that? - Secret.

- But I don't understand. - You will. Follow me.

- But why? - Come along.

- Alice, what is all this? - Come on.

Whose carriage is this?

Alice, you haven't eloped, have you?

No!

Please!

Stop it!

Alice, tell him to stop!

Really, what do you think that...

Come on, Lucy.

Where are we going, Alice?

- Come on. - Where are we?

- Come on, Lucy. - Where are we going?

- Alice, why are we here? - I want you to meet someone.

Is it your lover? Where is he?

Alice, I'm afraid.

- You're hurting me. - Do as he tells you.

I know I shouldn't have come here, but I had to.

- You see, I know. - Know what?

First Hargood, then his girl...

then Lucy. Gone!

I�s him. I�s Courtley.

- Pull yourself together. - Don't you see? It must be.

He's come back to punish us for what we did to him.

- Don't you see? - Drink it.

- What are we going to do? - Make sure.

- What? - I can't believe it, but we'll make sure.

How?

By finding out if the body of Courtley is still there.

I can't.

You can and will. Now!

- Well, it would seem that you were right. - My God.

Unless, of course, someone has hidden the body.

Hidden it?

But who? What for?

I only offer it as a possibility.

I think, however, we should make sure.

This has been disturbed.

Help me.

Come on.

My God.

I�s Lucy. She's dead.

No, she's not dead.

What do you mean?

She's neither dead nor alive.

Look at the marks on her neck.

Marks? I don't understand.

Paxton, listen to me! The marks on her neck...

She's a vampire!

I don't understand.

Oh, my God.

- What can we do? - I believe there is a way to release her.

Release her?

What do you mean? What are you talking about?

Drive a wooden stake through her heart.

Only then will she be free to die.

If not...

she will live out her nightmare existence forever...

wandering about in the night, living off the blood of animals...

and of human beings like herself.

No.

The decision is yours, as her father.

I can't!

I will do it, then. You go away from here until I call you.

- And when you return, she'll be at peace. - No, I'll stay.

Get out of here!

Get out of here. Leave us alone, do you hear?

I'll shoot you again if you don't get out.

- Paxton... - Get out!

Now.

Help me!

The second.

Mrs. Hargood, ma'am.

- Yes, Betty? - Mr. Paul is here, ma'am.

- Ask him to come in, Betty. - Yes, ma'am.

Will you go in, sir?

- Mrs. Hargood? - Nothing?

We've searched everywhere, Jeremy and I.

Every field for miles around, every ditch.

Is that where you expect to find her, Paul?

You think she's dead.

Why has this happened to us, Paul?

- What have we ever done? - God knows, Mrs. Hargood.

Does he, Paul?

Father?

Lucy, what...

- Where have you been? - Kiss me, Jeremy.

- Lucy, my love. - Kiss me, my darling.

Oh, God!

Jeremy, thank God i�s you. For a moment, I thought it was...

There's something that you must do for me immediately.

This letter's got to go to young Paxton, to Paul, you know. I want you to...

Not you.

The third.

Master...

did I do well?

Did I please you?

Wait.

Please.

Please wait. Please.

As it was addressed to you, sir, I thought you might like to have it.

I opened it because I thought it might throw some light on all this.

- And did it? - Ramblings of a lunatic, sir. You'll see.

He goes on here about vampires and suchlike.

You couldn't have a clearer case, sir.

Son hates his father...

he's hot-blooded, they quarrel, and the son loses his temper.

Quite straightforward, sir.

However, we've got him locked up safe and sound.

But Jeremy did not hate his father. He was one of the most even...

- lf you've come here to obstruct justice... - I came here because you sent for me.

Here's your letter, sir. I shan't need to see you anymore.

- And don't go touching that, will you, sir? - No.

Master.

You have the courage to do what has to be done...

and above all...

your love for Alice will act as your strength and your protection.

And you must believe me.

You must arm yourself with knowledge, Paul.

And so you will see that, while there is little hope for your dear sister...

Alice may have escaped.

Find her, Paul, and find her before nightfall.

Only then will you know the truth.

We know that she is under his influence...

but she may not yet be his sister in blood.

Not yet.

So find her, Paul. Find her!

Find her before it is too late.

Take it away.

You must give it to me, or we will punish you.

You're free, Alice. Free to choose good or evil.

You're not one of them yet. You're free to choose.

- I must do as he says. He's my master. - He's not!

Did I do well, master? Take me with you, master.

I have no further use for you.

Run, Alice! Run as fast as you can away from here.

Not without you, Paul. Please, you must come, too. He'll kill us!

- Please. - I can't go.

Please, Paul.

Please run. Do as I say!

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