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[Thunderclaps]

[Thunderclaps Continue]

[Wind Howling]

[Thunderclaps In Distance]

[Wolf Howls]

[Wolf Howls]

[Howling Continues]

[Rock Hits Gate]
[Howls, Stops]

[Exhales]
That's better.

We need no wolf to remind us
that death is near, eh, Koppich?

Well, let's get on with our work.
Meself, I could do with a beer-
a big one.

Come on!
Give a hand here.

[Lid Sliding Against Wood]

Don't like his eyes
staring up at me like that.

Why didn't they close them?
It's customary.

It's almost as if he were alive.

[Thinking]
Alive? Of course I'm alive!

Fender- Fender, help me!

You've got to help me!
I'm not dead!

The woman looks dead enough.

Eh. Even with her eyes closed,
she's a pretty thing.

She was always nice to me-
not like the count.

[Thinking Continues]
Fender. Fender!
Can't you see what he's doing to us?

He's burying us alive!
Please, Fender.

You're the only one who can save us.
You're our only hope now.

I warned him
even before we got here.

He wouldn't listen to me.
Who listens to servants?

Fender. Fender!
You've got to help me
before it's too late.

It began only a few weeks ago-

[Narrating]
Yet now it seems like years.

I came to Vienna to see Sir David Latham-
the English minister at the court
of Emperor Charles VI.

Sir Ronald Burton.

Well, what news, Sir David?

Well, our request was granted.

I have the invitation
that you wanted.
Good.

From now on, you'll be known
as Richard Beckett.
However I must warn you that-

Oh, Shroeder, Trenck,
you will wait outside.

So, I'm going to hunt on the estate
of the famous Count von Bruno, eh?

Oh, I must say that you're treating this
as somewhat of a lark.
[Door Closes]

You don't seem to realize the danger
you're letting yourself in for
if he discovered your true identity.

I'm quite aware of the danger, sir.
Then why don't you give up
this mad adventure?

Give it up? You call it a "mad adventure"
to try to find out what happened
to my two closest friends-

men who would both gladly
have risked their necks for me
if I were in danger?

No, Sir David.
I believe that von Bruno killed them-
out of revenge for what happened in Africa.

I'm going to try and learn the truth or-
Die in the attempt, eh?
Look here, my boy.

You helped England establish
a rich ivory empire in West Africa.
England's very grateful.

We'd hate to lose you.
I'm sorry, Sir David,
but I must go through with it.

But you haven't an ounce of proof
that von Bruno had anything to do with it.
No?

Then let me remind you that the last letter
I had from Sterling and Brown was sent
from an inn called The Green Man. Now-

Now that's in a town right here
in the middle of von Bruno's
province in the Black Forest.

And I never heard
from either of them after that.

You understand in this country
that the Crown has no jurisdiction
to give you any help?

You'll be entirely
on your own.
I understand that.

Von Bruno is his own law.

I can assure you there'll be
no justice done, unless you can present
some proof of his guilt to the emperor.

I'll give him that proof.

[Wheels Bump, Carriage Clatters]

Oh, so s-sorry, sir. L-
I must have dozed off.
That's all right, Romley.

You might as well get some rest.
It's a beastly night.

It's quite a change
after Africa, sir.
Yes.

But make sure you forget you've ever even
heard of Africa once we get to the castle.
Oh, of course, Sir Ronald.

What?
I mean, Mr. Beckett.

See that that
doesn't happen again.

Frankly, I'm worried, sir.
If the count did-
[Bumps, Clatters]

If the count did do away with your friends,
wouldn't you be the next on his list?

I daresay I would.
That's why I've chosen
to strike first.

He doesn't even know that Ronald Burton
has returned from Africa.
I have that advantage.

If you'll pardon my saying so, sir,
that isn't very much.

We ought to be getting close
to the border by now.

[Driver Shouting
Commands To Horses]

Whoa.

Giddap.
Hyah. Giddap.

I'm courier for
the Count von Bruno, sir.

[Driver] Whoa.
Good. I'm Richard Beckett.
This is my man, Romley.

Hey, you.
Give a hand with the baggage!

You are to transfer
to the count's coach
for the rest of the journey.

Are we far from the castle?
Another day's trip.

We stop overnight
at the halfway point.

The count has already
made arrangements for you.

We're ready, Mr. Beckett.

You, up here with me.

My man rides with me.
But sir, he's a servant.

Nevertheless, he's still a man,
and it's bitter cold out.

I'd extend a like invitation to you,
but unfortunately someone has to drive.

- Where did you say
we're spending the night?
- I didn't say.

It's an inn called The Green Man.

[Hinges Creaking]

[Men Chattering]

[Men Laugh]

Ah. Your wine is excellent,
Herr Krantz.
Thank you, thank you.

It is from the vineyards
of the Rhine valley-
the best in the world.

[Chuckles]
But, uh, Mein Herr, everything
was taken care of by the count.

Forget it, man.
[Men Laugh, Chattering]

Local crowd?
All tenants of the Count von Bruno.
They come here for relaxation.

We try to please
our guests.
I'd already heard of your excellent hospitality...

from two friends of mine
who stopped here some time ago:
Sterling and Brown.

You remember them of course.

No. I never heard of them.

And now, if you will excuse me,
I will see about your rooms.

He's lying.
Obviously.

[Burton]
Isn't that our driver over there?

Yes.

Ask him to join us.
Certainly, sir.

My master's compliments.
He requests that you join us
for dinner.

[Mouthing Words]
Well? Come along.

[Hooves Clopping]

[Bell Jangles]

[Bell Jangles]
[Door Closes]

Will this be enough for you, Fender?
Enough?

If I eat all this,
I'll be as stuffed as a Christmas goose.

Every table taken.

I'll have Krantz show
some of these scum the door.

Wait.

Isn't that one of Karl's lackeys?
Yes, it's Fender all right.
Come. We've got our table.

I always knew food like this existed,

but I never dreamed I'd ever mouth it.

On your feet, all of you!
Do you hear?
We demand this table!

Sit down, Fender.
We haven't quite finished.

I'll finish for you.

[Men Chattering, Cheering]

[Men Cheer]

[Grunting]

[Men Laughing]

[Laughing Continues, Stops]

Fender, come here.
And you, sir.

I can condone
poor swordsmanship,
but not bad manners.

Gentlemen, Mr. Fender
will accept your apologies.
But sir, that really isn't necessary.

As you wish.
I n that case, gentlemen,
we have no further business.

I bid you
a very pleasant journey.

[Men Murmuring]

You're hurt, sir. Let me wrap it for you.
Oh, don't bother.
It's only a scratch.

I insist.
Look, sir. Your ring.
Was very foolish of you.

"Stupid" would be more accurate.
Thank you, Romley.
Ah.

Accidents can happen, sir,
and even a scratch
can be dangerous.

Did they scotch you, sir?
Now don't you start
criticizing my dueling.

Oh, no, sir. I just wanted to tell you that-
Well, speak up, man.

Those two gentlemen are close friends
of the Count von Bruno.

Now that's too bad.
It could very well be for you, sir.

I've seen strange things happen
when the count was antagonized.

Perhaps it would be wise for you to turn back.
Turn back?
I wouldn't think of it.

Oh, the count might possibly overlook
my winging his friend, but he'd never
forgive my turning down his invitation.

Very well, sir.
We leave for the Black Castle
in the morning.

You'll pardon my saying so, sir,
but you do have a faculty
for getting into things.

Question is,
can you always get out?

[Carriage Approaching]

[Driver Shouting Commands]

[Barking]

[Barking Continues]

Follow me, sir.

Would you wait here, sir.
I'll announce you-
[Man Screams]

[Yelps, Groans]

Doctor, you're an expert
on medical science.

Isn't it true that the ancient Romans
were pain worshippers?

Oh, yes, Herr Count.

They even held
endurance contests.

It was a mark of distinction
to suffer in... silence.

[Yelps, Groans]

[Strained]
Oh, no!

Do you hear that, Stieken?
[Whimpers]
I'm not an ancient Roman!

Herr Count,
Mr. Beckett is here.
Well, bring him in.

This should
amuse him too.

Oh! You idiot!
You call yourself a doctor?

And you-
[Yelps]

You call yourself a man?
[Wheezes]

You might at least
have warned us, Karl.

Warned you? Of what,
that he could outduel both of you?
But he's an Englishman.

Have you forgotten so soon?

Karl's new bride has turned his mind
to more tender thoughts,
hasn't she, Karl?

Count von Bruno?
I'm Richard Beckett.

I am honored, sir.
I want you to know how much
I appreciate your invitation, Herr Count.

That will be all,
Herr Count?
Yes, you can go.

I understand you have met
my friends Counts, uh, Stieken
and von Melcher?
Yes, briefly.

They found they had to leave
rather unexpectedly.
[Door Closes]

I had no opportunity
to thank you gentlemen
for the excellent sport we had.

It broke the monotony
of a very boring journey.
Well, good. That calls for drinks,

doesn't it, Stieken?

I understand you've never hunted
in the Black Forest.

Unfortunately not,
but I'm looking forward
to something new and exciting.

Well, I hope you find
what you want here.
[Burton]
I'm sure I shall.

You've had a tiring journey,
Mr. Beckett. Sit down.

I, uh-
I've planned this hunt for a long time.
Have you ever killed a leopard?

A leopard?
I n the Black Forest?

Oh, he's a stranger here too, like yourself.
I, uh, imported him from Africa
just for this occasion.

And his trip to the Black Forest
can end only with his death-

hardly the proper treatment
for a visitor, Karl.

Do you mean there's an African leopard
roaming around loose in these woods?

Oh, no, no. He's quite safe...
at the moment.

And, uh, quite hungry, no doubt.

Of course, you've hunted
in Africa, Mr. Beckett.

No. As a matter of fact, I haven't.
Tell me more about this leopard.
It intrigues me. Could I possibly see it?

Perhaps... after dinner
when the smell of food
is strong on us.

[Heavy Door Bangs]

[Von Bruno]
Show Mr. Beckett and his man to their rooms,
Gargon. They'll want to freshen up.

My other guests
will be arriving shortly.

- Anything wrong, man?
- Oh, don't mind Gargon.

He's, uh, suffered an experience
which makes him rather suspicious
of strangers, particularly Englishmen.

Gargon, the trunk.

I think you made a mistake bringing
the Englishman here, Karl.

It would have been a bigger mistake
to refuse the emperor's request.

That alone would have
aroused his suspicion.

No, Mr. Beckett
will serve his purpose.

There are guards and servants everywhere.
You will have to be very careful, sir.

Didn't like the way
Gargon looked at me.
Could he have recognized you?

It's possible,
but I don't remember him.

But then, I never had any actual
contact with von Bruno's followers
when my men routed them.

May I ask
what you intend to do, sir?
I wish I knew.

There's a dungeon under the castle.
I'm going to get down there somehow.

If Sterling and Brown are alive,
they may be imprisoned there.

And if they're-
Dead?

They could be buried there.
I may find something
that belonged to them.

I wish I could help you, sir,
but I'm afraid I wouldn't know
what to look for.

Frankly, neither do I.

[Knocking Quietly]
[Shuffling Footsteps
Departing]

[Woman]
Are you looking for something?

Uh, y-yes. I, uh- I am. L-

I'm afraid this'll sound rather silly,
but, uh, I was looking for the count.
I seemed to have got lost.

The count?
Yes, I know, but it's the truth.
I was diverted by this cupboard.

Ever since I was a small boy,
cupboards have fascinated me.
I can't resist them. The-

you know, the mystery of the unknown,
"keep out, don't touch"-
that sort of thing.

That could prove
a very dangerous compulsion.
Yes, I suppose so.

But we learn a great deal about people
from their possessions, don't we?
Do we?

You must be the Englishman.
I'm Richard Beckett,
at your service.

I'm the Countess Elga von Bruno.

I had no idea the count
had such a beautiful daughter.

I happen to be his wife.

Oh, forgive me. I'm sorry.
Sorry?

Well, l-
I seem to have got lost again.

Then come with me.
I'll show you the way to the count,

if that's where
you were going.

Thank you, Countess.
Hmm.

[Roaring]

[Growling]

[Growling, Roaring]

He knows we're here.
He's hungry for company.

[Continues Growling Low]
Well?

Please, Karl, must I go on?

My wife doesn't share
my love of sport.

But she will eventually,
won't you, my darling?

You call it sport to starve a poor beast
and release him to be killed?
What chance has he?

What chance?
[Roars]

You'll have your answer
when you see him.

You do want to see him, don't you?
[Gasps]
Yes. Yes, of course, Karl.

[Growling Continues]

[Roars]

There, Beckett.
Have you ever seen
a more magnificent creature?

Look at him.
Can you imagine what those fangs
could do to a man-

how those claws
could rip flesh from bone?

Do you still think a battle with him
would be one-sided, my dear?
[Yells, Laughs]

[Chuckles]
[Yells]

You'd like to fight him yourself,
wouldn't you, Gargon?
Ah!

Can you picture such a struggle-
an unarmed man against a king of the jungle?
[Growling Continues]

It's quite an idea, isn't it, Beckett?
I'm afraid I ate too much dinner
to appreciate the picture.

Perhaps the countess
could show me the way back?

Very well.
Remember, it was your idea
to come down here.

You may take Mr. Beckett back, Elga.
Perhaps your company will be
ample reward for his... gallantry.

Gargon and I will stay awhile.

Gargon.

[Breathing Heavily]

[Roaring Continues]
[Gargon Yells]

I want to thank you.

Thank me? What for?
For letting him think
you were afraid.

Oh. Well, it didn't fool him.
You heard what he said.

It was still very thoughtful of you.

Tell me.

Why did he force you
to come along?

Because he knows
I can't stand brutality.

He knows how I feel
about all his activities.

You see,
I wasn't brought up this way.

My father was a teacher,
a kind, sensitive man.

This sort of thing would have horrified him.

I see.
You're wondering
why I married him.

I was forced to
by marriage contract
six months ago.

No one here can defy the count.

We go this way.
Tell me.

Where does that lead to?
Why, I don't know.
But we'd better not take it.

The count doesn't like
snooping down here.
Oh, he doesn't?

Well, let's defy him
just this once.

[Floorboards Creaking]

I really think
we should go the other way.

So do I, but mysterious passages
affect me just like cupboards.
I can't resist them.

Were you going anyplace in particular?

What the devil's the idea?
That might have killed us!

It might have.
L- I lost my way, Karl.

Well, of course,
my dear, of course.
Raise it.

Now that you've gotten this far,
you might as well satisfy your curiosity
completely. Go in. It's open.

I assure you, I'm not
in the least interested.
But I insist.

No, don't.
Your concern
is very touching, Elga.

You have no qualms,
have you?

[Growling]

You see how dangerous
curiosity can be, Beckett?

Dangerous? I call it most intriguing.
Tell me. What's beyond the room-
a cauldron of melted lead?

[Chuckles]
I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Beyond that charming room
is only a passage out of the castle.

I might add it's the only way out.

Your ancestors had some quaint ideas
of architecture, Count von Bruno.
Well, they did have imagination.

[Chuckles]
What tales these walls could tell,
eh, Gargon?

Now perhaps
you'd better follow me.

I could use a good night's sleep.

[Door Closes]

[Tapping On Metal Pitcher]
[Guests Chattering, Stop]

You know how we are to proceed.
The trails leading to the castle
are clearly marked by number.

We travel in pairs.
The, uh, numbers on your slips
indicate the partners and the trail.

That will keep us all nicely separated.
We... wouldn't want an unfortunate
accident to mar our pleasure.

Have you any idea where
the leopard might be, Karl?
Oh, absolutely, Reiner.

He will be hunting also... for the juiciest,
most filling meal he can find.

[Guests Laugh]

The servants will all remain behind.
There will be no gun carriers,

or "gillies" as you call them,
Mr. Beckett.

Aren't you joining us, Countess?
I'm sorry.
I know nothing about weapons.

The countess is more at home
with an embroidery needle.

� [Horn Fanfare]

Well, that's our signal.
Good luck.

[Guests Chattering]

[Chattering Fades]

Don't worry about me, my dear.
I promise I'll return safely.

[Gunshot In Distance]

That was a fine shot.
A lucky one.

It takes more than luck
to hit a running stag
at 75 yards in dense forest.

I don't believe in luck.
We create our own destinies.
You're not superstitious then.

I know you're not,
or you wouldn't be hunting with me.

You drew number 13.
I drew this.

It's blank.
Exactly.
I wanted to hunt with you.

[Gunshots In Distance]

Do you hear them?
They kill without emotion.

I kill with my heart.
That's why I never miss my aim.

Could you hate
a poor animal like this?

It isn't hard to see a man's face
before your gun-sights
when aiming at an animal...

if you hate strongly enough.

- Whose face?
- His features-
[Chuckles]

But time will supply the details.

Well, I'm ready.
So am I.

[Horse Whinnies]

[Whinnies]
The leopard.
He must be nearby.

There's a trail of blood.
Let's follow it.
Come on. That way.

Wait a moment.
We'd better dismount.

There are two trails leading from here.
You take that one. I'll go this way.
One of us should get him.

[Bushes Rustling]

[Leopard Roars]

[Leopard Growling]

[Continues Growling]

[Gunshot]

- Bravo. Well done.
- [Men Laughing, Applauding]

Stay there.
We'll throw a rope.

[Chuckles]

Who fired that shot?
Why, I did of course.

And you call yourself a sportsman?
Come now, Beckett. It was all in fun.
You were never in any real danger.

I was prepared to kill him
at any moment.
To kill my game?

That was my leopard.
I had him under perfect control.
Look, my dear Beckett-

And you had the gall to fire.
[Laughing]
So that's it.

I thought for a minute you were angry
because I led you into a trap.
[Men Laugh]

I'm sorry I lost my temper, sir. L-
I had hoped to finish him off myself.

The leopard is yours.
Oh, no. I wouldn't hear of it.
You were magnificent.

It was even your rifle that killed him.
Afine weapon.

No, Beckett.
The leopard and the prize are yours.

These are beautiful, von Bruno.
I'll always treasure them.

Well, let's drink a toast.
May these weapons never fail you.

I n a just cause, hmm?

� [String Quartet: Minuet]

Oh, excuse me, Beckett. L-
Oh, and, uh, enjoy yourself.

Make the most
of your time here.

� [Minuet Continues]

I'm sorry you're not dancing,
my child.

� [Continues]

Oh, take these up to my room,
will you, Romley.

The entire staff is agog with the story
of your exploit, sir. You should have
seen Fender's face when he heard.

Oh, I'm quite a fellow,
didn't you know?
I heard you were furious when the count fired.

Furious? If he hadn't,
you'd have been
minus a master.

The countess is very beautiful,
don't you agree, Dr. Meissen?

May I have the honor
of this dance?

How could any woman resist
such flattery?
[Guests Laugh]

� [Continues]

� [Ends]

[Applauding]

Where are we going?
To see if the moon shines
in this part of the world.

� [Quartet Begins]

You've been acting very strangely,
Mr. Beckett. Is anything wrong?

Wrong?
Yes, I'm afraid there is.

But looking at you, with the moonlight
painting your hair with silver
and your eyes sparkling-

Please, Mr. Beckett. You mustn't.
Perhaps we'd better go back in.
Oh, wait. I'm sorry.

Let's talk of other things.

An odd ornament
to grace so lovely a throat.

Where did you get it?
I don't know.
My husband gave it to me a few months ago.

Did he tell you
anything about it?

Only that it's some sort of charm-
supposed to keep the wearer safe.

Hmm.
Well, what's that for?

Nothing. Nothing, really.
Did he tell you
anything else about it?

Why are you so interested in this?

Do you really want to know?
Yes.

Because-

Because you're wearing it.
� [Ends]

[Guests Applauding]
I think we'd better go in now.

[Woman Laughing]
Elga seems to have found
diversion also.

Elga? Where?

You've been neglecting
our other guests, Elga.
I see you haven't.

Here's a woman
you should know, Beckett.

Therese can outride,
outshoot, yes, and outdrink
most of the men in this room.

She sounds like
one of our grenadiers.

My peasant wife
can do nothing.

If you'll excuse me,
I'd like to go to my room.

Uh, Therese won third prize today
for shooting the biggest boar.

Quite a feat for a woman,
don't you think?
I don't know.

I seem to have got one
without even firing a shot.

Mr. Beckett, will you please
see me to my room?

Good night, and thank you.
Don't go yet.

I want to tell you
how sorry I am for-
for what happened tonight.

It wasn't your fault.
You've been very kind.

Wait. L- I shall be
leaving here very soon.

Oh.
[Chuckles]

I suppose you'll be glad
to get back to England...

and to forget this dreary place.

I shall be glad to get home, yes,
but I shall never forget you, Elga.

Please don't say any more.

There's so many things
I want to tell you.
I don't want to hear them.

Has he ever told you
how beautiful you are?

Please.
Has he ever taken you in his arms-

Oh, don't.
And kissed you... like this?

[Knocking]

You shouldn't have come back.
I took this from you.

My pendant.
I don't understand. Why?

I had to have it.

You stole it.
While you were kissing me, you-
Listen to me, please.

When I held you in my arms, I realized
how very dear you've become to me.

I knew then-
I haven't anymore pendants, Mr. Beckett.

Elga!
I should have known
you were like all the rest of them.

Nothing but evil
ever comes to this castle, nothing.
Elga, please.

What were you looking for
in my husband's room?
Why did you want my pendant?

Why did you come here?
I can't tell you.

Get out.

All right, then. I'll tell you.
Your husband is a murderer.

Some years ago
he controlled a native tribe in Africa.

He held power over them
by posing as a white god,
his aim to gain control...

of a fabulously rich empire.

I was in Africa at the time
on an expedition
for the Crown.

Then you've met before?
No. Our forces met
in a brief battle,

and he was wounded
by one of my men.
His eye!

The wound proved
to the natives that he was
a mortal, not a god.

So they rose up against him
and drove him out of
their country.

With me were
my two closest friends.

Your husband swore
that he would get
revenge on us.

I'm convinced now
that he killed them.

But what has my pendant
to do with that?

The natives gave each of us
one of these as a token
of appreciation.

We swore that we would
never part with them.

Only murder
could have placed this
in the count's hands.

Then you're in danger too.

No. He doesn't know
who I am.
I'm safe enough.

What are you going to do now?
I needed this pendant as proof
that my friends had been here.

I'm going to
take it to the emperor.
He'll see that justice is done.

I'll be leaving
in the morning.

Then- Then I'll never
see you again.

I'll be back. I promise you.

I'll be back.

[Guests Chattering In Distance]
Please be careful.

[Hinge Creaking]

[Creaking]

[Creaking]

� Steal a kiss
from a pretty miss �

� She'll pretend
that she's unwilling �

� Modesty- �
[Laughing]

Well, what are you
gaping at?

We don't need a doctor,
do we, Therese?

Does anybody here
need a doctor?

[Laughing]
Go away. Go away.

Pour yourself
back in the bottle.

Excuse me, sir,
but I come from
Count Stieken.

He wishes to see you.
Stieken.

Good old Stieken.

I wonder how Stieken
would look in a bottle.

He- He says he must
speak to you alone.

It is most urgent.

Where is he?
I n the trophy room.

[Woman Giggles]
[Man Laughs]

Well, Stieken?
Mmm.

Karl, get him out!

We must talk alone.

Meissen.

Well?

Hmm. I shouldn't have
had another drink.

Why, you drunken fool!

What have you learned?

Enough, Karl. Enough.

He told her-

He told her-
He told her what?

What did he say?

Beckett.
Beckett is-

[Gags]

Get Meissen.

Meissen!
Meissen, come back here.

Well, what's wrong
with him?

He's dead.

Dead?

Are you sure?
Why, just a minute ago-
Herr Count,

it must have been
his heart-

Clumsy ox!
[Bottle Shatters]

I'm sorry.
Terribly sorry.

If you would like
some wine, l-

Don't bother.
Get out!

He was watching them.
He learned something.

Yes. And now you'll
never know what it was.

I think I will.

Yes. I'm quite sure I will.

- Karl.
- I didn't mean
to startle you, my dear.

What do you want?

A few words
with my wife.

That isn't too much
to ask, is it?

But it's late, Karl,
and I'm tired.

I daresay you have
reason to be.

Deception
is a strenuous pastime.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Your little interlude
with our English guest...

was carefully
reported to me
by Stieken.

- Oh, no.
- Oh, yes, my dear.

I make it a point
to guard my possessions
very carefully.

You are one of them.

It's really too bad
things have to
turn out this way.

I was beginning to like
Mr. Beckett.

Then you know.

Know what?
That you love him?

Is that what Stieken told you?

Is there more?
No.

No, that's all.
Yes, it's true that I love him,

and there's nothing
you can do to change it.

Am I so repulsive to you, Elga?

I despise you.
I could never let you
touch me.

You forced me
into this marriage
like you force everything.

I could never love you.

Like you love the Englishman.
Yes!

Gargon!

I'm a generous man
in every respect but one, Elga.

The first Countess von Bruno
found that out too late.

The countess
is in your care.

Murderer.
You murderer!

[Elga Screams]

You seem to be enjoying
a healthy appetite this morning.
Why not?

What do you think
of Therese?

You're already
making plans.

Death is inevitable.
Why not accept it?

Could anyone
have been closer to me
than my first wife?

Yet, when she died-
Uh, pass the sausage.

Well?
Everything has been
taken care of.

You sent the body.
I followed your instructions
to the letter.

Good. Sit down.

Speaking of death, Doctor,

surely there must be
some explanation...

for a man of Stieken's constitution
dying so suddenly.

There is.
If you were a medical man
and examined the body,

I'm sure you would have found
the explanation.

Medical man.
[Both Chuckling]

Dressed for traveling,
Mr. Beckett?

Don't get up, Count.
I'm afraid I have to leave.

There are some pressing business matters
in London that need my attention.
Oh, I see.

I thought you were going
to be with us much longer,
Mr. Beckett. Didn't you, Karl?

Oh, I don't know. I can understand
how things suddenly come up
to change one's plans. Isn't that so?

- Exactly.
- I'm disappointed
that you're not staying.

But perhaps some other time.

You- You mean to say
you're going to let him
run off this way?

Well, I can't force my guests
to enjoy my hospitality,
can I, Mr. Beckett?

I, uh, I want to thank you
for everything.

Oh, don't mention it.
Call Fender.

Oh, about the leopard pelt.
Shall I send it to you?

You keep it, with my compliments.

I would have liked to say
good-bye to the countess, but-

Well, naturally.

Uh, I'll be happy to convey
your message to her.

One of the last things
she said to me last night
was that she admired you greatly.

She's a very charming woman.
You're a lucky man.

Oh, Fender, you'll drive
Mr. Beckett to the border.
Help with his things.

Well, I, uh,

hope my future hunts
are as successful
as this one was.

Good-bye.
Good-bye.

You let him go?
Shh.

[Door Closes]
You're a fool, Ernst.

Should I have insisted
that he stay around to ask
embarrassing questions?

I would say his departure
was most opportune.

What do you say, Doctor?

Oh, yes, Herr Count.
Most opportune...

under the circumstances.

I hadn't thought of that.
But I can't see why he should
want to leave her in such a hurry.

He left because
he's a gentleman with
a gentleman's sense of honor.

He probably didn't want
to get himself involved.

Now, if it were you-
[Both Laughing]

Come. Help me with
my accounts. The tenants
pay their taxes tomorrow.

That place fair gave me
the creeps, sir.

I'm certainly glad
you've finished your business there.

Finished?
I'm not so sure that I have.

I know.
You're thinking
of that poor girl.

Yes. I'm thinking of her.

[Hinges Creaking]

Shall I fill it again, sir?
Yes, Romley.
You may.

Doctor Meissen!

Where is Fender?

He went to bed. Why?

Good. I must talk to you...
alone.

Well, now, Doctor.
What's all the mystery about?

I was afraid you
might have gone already.
I came as quickly as I could.

Can't I get you
something to drink?

You must return
to the castle at once.

Oh? They miss me so soon?

Oh, believe me.
This is no joking matter.

The countess's life
is in great danger.

I'm sorry to hear that.

However, the count
seems quite capable
of protecting her.

Protecting her?

He's the one who will kill her
just as he killed his first wife.

Oh! So he killed his first wife?
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
That's too bad.

But, uh, I'm afraid
I'm on my way home
to England.

Do you think
I'm trying to trick you?

That's the first sensible
thing you've said.
Now, if you'll excuse me-

I don't know what to do.

I'd hoped that-

[Sighs]

Look, Doctor.
If what you're telling me is the truth,
why do you come to me?

Because you're the only one
who could help her.

You were with her last night.
I heard you.

You'll have to do better
than that, Meissen.

Would... murder convince you?

Whose? Mine?

You know Count Stieken
died last night?

Yes. I heard about it.
His heart.

His heart, eh?

I poisoned him
to keep him from telling
what he knew about you.

He knew nothing about me.
You're wrong.

He knew everything
about you...

Sir Ronald Burton.

Now will you trust me?
Believe me, the countess
needs your help!

What can I do?
I don't know.
It may be too late already.

But you must find
some way to get her away.

I'll need an excuse
for returning.

Romley!

Can you get into my room
at the castle?

Yes. Uh-
I think I can.

Right. Romley, fetch me
those new dueling pistols
and give them to the doctor.

You leave right away.
Go and wake up Fender.

Tell him we're returning
to the castle.
We're what, sir?

We're going back.
Any objections?
Oh, no, sir. Very good, sir.

I wouldn't go quite as far
as that, Romley.

[Pig Squealing]
Franz Graber.
Cloth merchant.

Graber, Franz.
One hundred gulden.

Any complaints?
Oh, no, Herr Count.

It's very just.

Well, Krantz.
How's your business?

Oh, I manage.

Two hundred gulden.

I think you will
find that correct.

Uh, just a minute.

I passed your English guest
on the highway yesterday.
So?

I didn't think
I would see him again.

When he was at the inn,
he asked me some questions
about two friends of his.

Who?
Sterling and Brown.

Get out.
Get out, all of you.

Come back tomorrow.

[Bangs]
So his departure
was not so opportune.

You let him go.
You've only yourself to blame.
I know. I know.

Call it intuition
and call it what you will.
I disliked him from the start.

I'd give anything
to come face-to-face
with that scoundrel.

He'd never leave
this castle alive.

Come here.

Look.

What does it mean?
Why did he come back?

[Von Bruno]
Obviously,
to join his friends-

Sterling and Brown.

[Footsteps Approaching]

Well, Mr. Beckett.
What a pleasant surprise.

You changed your mind
about leaving.

Not exactly, Count.

I'm terribly sorry
to break in on you this way,

but, uh, as a matter of fact,
I discovered I'd left
my dueling pistols behind.

I prized your gift very highly.

I would have sent them,
had you written.

Yes, I know, but, uh,
one can never tell these days
when they may come in handy.

Believe me, I don't want you
to get the impression that
I didn't want you to come back.

It's a real pleasure
to see you.
Isn't it, Ernst?

Why, just before
you returned,
Ernst was saying-

Uh, what did you say,
Ernst?
It wasn't important.

Nevertheless, now that
you're here, I'm going to
insist that you stay.

L- I really shouldn't-

Oh, no apologies
are necessary.
I understand perfectly.

Come on. Let's go up
and find your pistols.

Are you sure
you left them here?

Positive.
Where else could they be?

Fender.
Yes, sir, Count?

It was your duty
to put this room in order.

Didn't you see
Mr. Beckett's dueling pistols?

No, Herr Count.
Where are they?

Thief, where are they?
I didn't take them.
I swear.

Count von Bruno,
here they are.

It was very careless of me.
I should have remembered.

I'm sorry, Fender.
You must have
overlooked them.

So he could steal them later.
Get out.

I'm sorry you were
inconvenienced, Beckett.

I know what it means
to lose something
of value.

Well, there are more
pleasant things
to talk about.

Not that way, Beckett.

I'm sure you'll
want to see the countess
now that you've returned.

What's the matter, Fender?
You're acting very strangely.

Your master is in trouble.

Then I must go to him.
Where is he?

The count has taken him to the dungeon.
I'm afraid there's nothing you can do.

Well, there must be something.
Can you take me there?

Come with me.

Didn't I understand you to say
we were going to see
the countess?

Of course, Beckett.
You seem very anxious,

almost like a young lover
on the way to his sweetheart.
[Metal Clangs]

Would it be more appropriate
to say like a lamb
being led to the slaughter?

You have a point there.

Okay, von Bruno.
Let's stop playing games.

I assure you I'm not
in a playful mood.
Neither am I.

Where's Elga?
Elga? How intimate
you've become with my wife!

Where is she?
What have you done
with her? Elga!

Elga!

Let him go.

Elga, are you all right?
Oh!

What's he done to you?

You shouldn't have come back.
Nothing would have
kept me away.

Oh!

What a touching scene,
Sir Ronald.

But it was inevitable,
wasn't it?

You had so many reasons
for returning.

Oh, you'll have to be
a lot more clever
than that.

What do you intend doing
with us?

I think you know the answer.
I can expect the worst
from you.

Then you won't be disappointed!
No- neither will I.

You know, Burton,
I must begrudgingly give you
a certain amount of credit.

You carried off your deception
in a masterly fashion.

But fortunately, there's
such a thing as justice.

What do you know of justice?

For five years,
I lived in a nightmare
of hate,

reliving the agony I suffered
because of this!

I found only one relief
for that agony:

The hope that someday,
somehow, I'd find you!

Sterling and Brown came first.

I overlooked the possibility
that you might search for them.

Again, I underestimated you.

And l-
[Laughing]

I never dreamed you'd come
of your own free will!

I suppose I must be grateful
to my charming wife for that.

Do you think
you'll get away with this?
The emperor knows I'm here.

He also knows
the dangers of hunting.

I suggest you make the most
of your brief reunion.

[Door Opens]

[Snores]

[Thud]

[Metal Clanking]

Romley!
You're all right!

There isn't much time, sir.

[Ringing]

[Dogs Barking]
[Bell Ringing]

Hurry, man, hurry!

[Barking]
[Ringing Continues]

[Bolts Turn]

This way!

[Dogs Howling]

Romley!

Romley, come on.
You go on with the lady, sir.
I'm staying.

Are you mad? Come on!
It's your only chance.
I can hold them for a while with this.

Romley, I'm ordering you to come.
Then for the first time,
I must disobey you. I'm sorry, sir.

He said this was
the only way out.

You believe him?
Strangely enough,
I do.

But it's that horrible room!
We'll have to chance it.

Follow me carefully
and step where I step.

[Growling]

Keep close to the wall.

[Growling Continues]

Don't look down.

Do you feel that?
It's fresh air.

It must be from
the outside.

So you did find
the way out.

Look, von Bruno.
You can't get away with this.
Why don't you listen to reason?

Sir Ronald
talks of reason, Gargon.
What do you say?

[Gargon Grunts]

It's unfortunate
we can't understand him.

His tongue was ripped out
by the natives you set upon us.

You won't forget that,
will you, Gargon?

[Elga Screams]

[Clicks]

[Screams]
[Thud]

There.
Thank you, Doctor.

For what? For keeping you
alive so the count
can torture you?

Oh, you've had to suffer
a great deal on my account.

Don't say that.
There must be
a way out of here.

I think perhaps
that I can help you.

Yes, there is a way,

but it's fraught
with great danger.

We're not in a position
to haggle.

You know you can never
get out of here alive.

Von Bruno
made that quite clear.

The alternative
is equally clear.

To get out of here,
you must be dead...

or at least have
the appearance
of being dead.

That's impossible.

Suppose there were a drug
that would retard
your heart action,

slow up your pulse rate
and your breathing until
they were imperceptible-

until, to all outward
appearances,

you were dead?

You have such a drug?

Yes.

Well, supposing
we take this drug.
What happens?

If I know the count,
he'll order an immediate burial.

Well, that's fine.
We're dead. We're buried.

Then what?

The action of the drug
will last for about 10 hours.

By sundown,
the funeral will be over.

Then, if all goes well,
tonight I'll come
to the mausoleum...

and release you.

And if it doesn't?

That's the danger I spoke of.

You know what
that would mean?

We'd be buried alive.

I know what you're
thinking.

But I'd rather face that-

anything with even
the slightest chance of success-

than what he has
in store for us.

All right, Doctor.
We're ready.

Drink this...

and go with God.

Wait.

I want you to know
that whatever happens-

Don't say it. L- I know.

I think my life began
with you.

And if it must,
I want it to end with you.

[Bottle Shatters]

[Door Opens]

[Running Footsteps]

Glass. Glass!

How did this happen?

He jumped on me
while my back was turned,
overpowered me.

Took the poison from my bag.
Before I could stop them,
they both drank from it.

You fool!
Blundering old fool!
I tried to stop them!

For your stupidity,
you can join them!
I fought them!

No, no, Herr Count!
Don't kill me!

They are not dead.
Not dead?
What do you mean?

It is true. It was not poison
but a drug they took.

They're alive!

I n 10 hours,
they will recover.

[Chortling]

This is good.
Did you hear that, Ernst?

This is far better
than anything
I could have planned.

Do they- Do they know
what's going on?

I don't know. I think so.

So, the unhappy lovers,
Romeo and J uliet.

Can vengeance be pursued
further than death?

I am indebted to you,
Doctor.

You are a genius!
Prepare them for burial.

You may invite
a few intimate friends.

Naturally,
the services will be...

in 10 hours.

[Chuckling]
Von Melcher.

Under the circumstances,
restrain your feelings-

I'm sorry.

For the dead.

[Both Chuckling, Laughing]

L-

I beg you, do not think
too badly of me.

I tried my best to help you.

Forgive me for not having
the courage of youth.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

[Thud]
[Gasps]

[Coughs]

You are forgiven, Meissen.

[Sobbing]

[Wind Howling]

[Thunderclap]

[Von Bruno]
An eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth,

Sir Ronald.

Fender, Koppich!

Seal the coffins.

[Thinking]
Fender, please!

Can't you see what
he's doing to us?

He's burying us alive!

I wonder why he ever came
to the Black Castle
in the first place.

Fender, help me!
You've got to help me!

I'm not dead!

I know one thing.
I wish it were Herr Count
I was sealing in here instead of-

[Moaning]

Koppich.
What's that?

You hear it?
[Moaning]

It's- It's from inside!
I'm getting out of here.

How could it be? He's-

Come on.
We're imagining things.
Let's get it over with.

The guests have all left,
Herr Count.

Good. You may go.

Oh. Patience, von Melcher.

Have patience.

[Clock Chiming]

[Clock Stops Chiming]
Now can we go?

Of course.

We wouldn't want them
to spend their last moments...

alone.

Come on. Let's start
on the other one.

[Moaning]

There it is again.
I'm gonna see!

[Nail Squeaking]

[Nails Continue Squeaking]

[Nail Squeaks, Clatters]

[Thunderclap]

What are you doing?
Why aren't the coffins sealed?

Elga.

Oh, thank God!
But how did-

The pistols.
Meissen put them
in the coffin.

He kept his promise.
We're free.

Oh!

What are you going to do
after we've gone?

There will be
other employment.

Could I persuade you
to come with us?

It would be a great honor, sir,
if you'd let me.

Get your things.
I have them, sir.

Right here!
[Laughing]

Move over, Max!
I'm driving!

Ho!

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