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History is a tale told by the victors
Who are the victors?

Barbaric warriors, mad kings,
and greedy traitors

Maybe most of our historis are made of
fables fabricated by those glorious victors

This is the story of Countess Erzebet Bathory.

Not just history remembers her
but also how I rember her

Countess Erzebet Bathory was born into one
of the Hungary's most Ixxx families in 1560.

Your future wife

She was promised to Ferenc N��dasdy's at birth

Erzebet, come here

They stole a horse that
deserved to be punished

History tells us, from very early age,
Erzebet learnt to be fearless

...unfeeling...

...curious...
The seed will turn into a big tree one day

...and pittyless

Why is it? when you put someone under
the ground they do not grow like seed?

The seeds are alive, whereas people we
burried under ground are dead

- But if we burry them alive?
- They suffocate and die

So we get eaten by worms

The body melts away but the soul
passes onto heaven or hell

You will go to heaven just like your
Papa.The soul is eternal my dear

If it was not, I will have to raise
an army to counque death

He is so lovely, I want him to be my husband

When he reachs his marring age,
you will be old and worn

Count Nadasky will be your husband

I beg you not to harm him
I love him, Mother

The only love you shall feel is to our lord
yuo should respect to your husband

But for pesents and servants
you must never fornicate with them

Your pesent will die as he deserves

- It is a boy
- Leave

But Mother, my child

She was married to Ferenc Nadasky
at she was 15

Her mother died soon after

Erzebet managed her estate masterfully

Soon many noble families from kingdoms
of Bohimia to Poland were in debt to
her and her husband

She even lent a large amount
of money to the king himself

She gave Nadasky 3 children
The first child was born 10 years into the union

She hardly spent any time with her husband

In less than 50 years

The Turks has slaughtered and slaved
half the population of Hungary

Nadasky and his men were
only worriors they fear

Erzebet funded a hospital for the poor

But xxx said, that many of
them never came out alive

There were devoted protestant.

Erzebet believed many heretical theories

Darvulia, who some claimed was witch,

managed Erzebet's wealth so well

that some believed she know the recipe for making gold

The combination of Nadasky's military power

and Erzebet's intelligence and unbending will

quickly makes them the most feared,
respected and powerful family in the kingdom

The Countess

- Good afternoon, my King
- Good afternoon, Dear Count Nadasky.

Your majesty, I have come to demand
my pay for the last year of war.

Of course, you are welcome to
stay for a few days if you wish

while we gather the amount

- We'll having excution all day tomorrow.
- Uhm, unfortunatly, I have no time to wait.

- I must leave before night fall.
- What a shame.

Half in gold, half in dollars will do

Good day, My King

A gift from the King

With what he still owns us,
he should have got me the holy grail.

Mother, Father is back

- Please leave the room... Now.
- Leave

I brough you my pay. And...

Oh, thank you dady. A bird.

- I feel a bit sick
- It is the wine

My head hurts

You're burning up

Let me get Darvulia
She will surely have good xxx for you

I do not need the help of Satan.

More

You saved me, my love.

I can see the beautiful morning light

I am sorry dear, but he is gone.

Count Ferenc Nadasky
was a good husband and father.

But above all, a great warrior.

Today he's standing joyfully with Jesus
at the right hand of the God

Soon we will be with him at their
side for eternalty.

I will sent soldiers back to war.

You will let them xxx while I am gone.

I must bring the children to a safer place

And show the Court, Ferenc's
dead has not weaken me

- Are we ever coming back, Mother?
- Of course, but for now you will stay in Vienna.

You will learn music, French and
Latin with best teachers.

And aunt Klara will take you to
in theater and fireworks.

- Fireworks?
- Yeah.

- You see it is sential to pay soldiers well
- I know, dear countess.

But the pesents who escape from
slaughter are dying of hunger

Please, have patiece and
I'm going to pay you later.

- To be difficult...
- Should I assign a guardient to
manage your estate?

You know I disapprove of a widow
handling her lands alone.

I can manage perfectly well.

You know, my husband had
little to do with such maters.

Well, then you can sell some land,
hire younger men and pay them less.

I am not too keen to unprivilege
my estate and send children to war.

But if you demanded, I will.

I will keep the Turks out what left
Hungary no mater what it costs me

You are my best allies.

Dear Miss, I'll be delighted you decided
to leave your little ageles with me.

It will not be fair to keep them in a cottage.

Your husband's death must be
a dreadful shock to them.

Indeed. He died so fast, and in bed.

He probably caught a shameful illness
come from one of those Turkish whores.

Last time my husband came
home from the battle front,

His little skin there was almost fell off.

No great lost, or you've told me.

Countess Bathory, I heard the king
owes you so much from Nadasky

He, therefor, could not afford
to pay you for more than a year.

Yes, the King owes me a fortune
which is to my advantage.

To allmighty you perhaps have take a
fence for such wealth since you
are a Protestant?

Our king opened to tolerate Protestants.

Thank you Count Thurzo

It is my right not to share my
posessions with the Catholic Church.

For centuries your friends in Rome orchestrated countless...

...murders of inocents, especially women.

It'll suprise me.

Are you defending the witches, Countess?

Please, this conversation is boring me!

I appologize.

I was just asking the Countess
about her admirable wealth.

Posez pas de questions que
vous connaissez d��j�� la r��ponse.

My little niece knows six languages,
including ancient Greek.

It is possible for a woman's mind...

- ... to be sharper than than a man's?
- Of course it is.

But I have heard that their emotions are...

...alway get best of them so their
intelligence ultmately, wasted.

I agree that most of women are weak.

And it is in the area of heart that
weakness seems to alive.

A man's weakness is located in
the lower part of thire body.

At somewhat less noble part.

I think men and women are
both equal and different.

- Equal? That is a very poor statement.
- You might not listen, Bishop.

My cousin said xxx different.

We all have out strengths and weaknesses.

What are your weaknesses, Countess?

I am woman. I love beautiful
dresses and gold jewelry.

Just like you, dear Bishop.

Are you sure the woman in xxx
can manage your estate wisely?

Darvulia is young but she is more than
wise to maintaining my wealth.

She is the most knowledgable
woman in the land.

- After you.
- Of course.

I've heard you've earned a
large amount of money recently.

Yes, a very profitable transaction.

It did cost many the lives and
freedom of many Bohemian peasants.

Everything has its price.

- Turkish lines are quite near your castle.
- Indeed.

Don't you feel endangered to
stand alone near the wars?

- I am not alone and war is my duty.
- I've considered to marry you.

Our union would make us the most powerful.

Dear Gyorgy, you know very well, it would
be inappropriate for me to marry you

You are a Count by mariage whereas
the nobility has be in my blood for centuries.

I know their cosine. All I'm saying is if
you feel yourself need you can
always count on me.

What maters is that we are
all united against Turks.

Of course.

We must leave for the ball, Erzebet.
Dear Count, will you join us?

Unfortunately I am leaving for Prague
early tomorrow.

What a shame. Have a good journey then.

- Did he dare to ask you?
- Of courese.

I knew it. He insisted of coming.

I am not xxx his maners.
He's always wearing last year's fashion.

Do not marry him.

Safe journey

There is a French doctor I want you to meet.
He'd like to visit your hospital.

I am afraid it has become more of
mass grave than a hospital lately.

Also, they said an astronomer says
that the earth is not moving in the
circle around the sun...

...but all over the place. Maybe
that is why I feel so dizzy lately.

- Countess Erzebet Bathory.
- Enchant�� de vous rencontrer.

- Je tiens �� rendre �� I'hopital. Madam?
- Il est la bienvenue.

Excuse-moi

Do you happened to know
who that young man is?

Istvan Thurz��. Gyorgy's only son.

- He moved back to Vienna recently.
- He's a child just yesterday.

Yesterday? Then do not wait too long.

He might grow old and bald
before the night is over.

- Clare
- Istvan

We had dinner with your father,

but unfortunately he
could not join us to the ball.

I would like you to meet my little niece.

I do not think I have the
pleasure meeting you before.

Oh, would you excuse me.

Please to meet you again, Thurzo.
I knew your later mother quite very well.

I am Countess Bathory.

- Countess Erzebet Bathory?
- Yes. Whatever you heard about me.

That everyone respects and fears you.

- Forgive me...
- I do not object to be feared.

- Do I inspire fear in you?
- Not at all.

I'm so very honor to meet you.

And are you.

- I am awfully sorry about Count Nadasky.
- It was a dreadful shock to my children

Might a maner to ask but dose
his widow forbid you to dance?

No.

- You are good dancer for one who's so young
- I am not that young, I am 21

Oh, 21?

- Would you care to dance next one?
- I need a moment to myself.

- He is in to my taste.
- Much more exciting than his father, isn't he?

- Are you going to have an affair?
- Perhaps

You must.

- Everyone he speaks to was so sincere.
- Well, he might be sincere.

Ever since his mother died,
He's being very devoted to study xxx.

An Italian countess xxx
died before they even met.

Now, his father has found him
a new wife from Denmark.

This one has spent very little time in court.

You mean he still has chance to go to heaven?

He has not yet been corrupted by power?

A genuin and virtious young man...
How lovely.

- What are you looking at?
- Sorry.

- Do you find them pretty?
- Pardon?

- My lips.
- Yes. That is...

- Do you wish to kiss them?
- No!

No?

- Oh, yes...
- Then why do you not?

- In front of every one?
- Do you care?

You have arrived.

- Why are you shaking?
- I do not know.

You must rest.

I do not believe I will be able
to rest until we meet again.

I have to ride back tomorrow.

May I see you earlier so I can spend
every moment with you before you leave?

Every moment?

It is only because I know what I feel.

- You can meet me at my aunt's vila before noon.
- Thank you

I must go before I lose my mind.

Wait... do you have to go?

Since we will meet in the morning,
and we only have less than a day.

I know what we've done is sinful,
but it does not feel wrong in the heart.

My heart feels warmer than ever.

- Was I careful?
- You have nothing to worry about.

Kissing you feels like making love to you.

- And making love to you feels like...
- Like what?

I cannot find words to describe it.

Is it not strange to think as we enjoying
us today, warm each other's arms

others are dying at war?

We are in hand of God's

Let us rejoice we are not ones dying in war.

It is morning.
I'm to leave soon.

Must you travel today?

I have many maters to attend to. I could to.

War is a messy job for a lonely woman.

I understand.

I will have xxx bring you letter
every week until we meet again.

Be careful, they cost me fortune in Vienna.

I have this one made for you, my dear.

I have so much to tell you.

I had an affair with a young man.
It was so lovely.

Good.

Do you have more of that oil to
make my skin soft?

Soft for the young man?

- Lust, it will gain you nothing.
- It's not lust, not this time.

I have never felt this way.
Even when I was a girl.

- I thought you were strong.
- That is only love, not the sign of weakness.

- It is the most noble feeling known to man.
- Assuming he is the one.

You should see his skin.
So soft, so perfect.

Is that him you're fond of or
just texture of his young skin?

Do not be witch!

- How old?
- 21

- Who is he?
- Istvan Thurz��.

His father wishes for their
bloodline to by tied to mine.

Oh, you're planning for asking for his hand?

Keep him as a lover, if you wish,
but do not forget your rank.

- He is 21 while you're soon to be 39.
- He's very mature for his age.

Erzebet, young people change
thier mind all the time.

He can have any woman.

I am not enjoy your accompany
today you old xxx.

I am your servant as it always.

But I remind you that I am younger than you.

Enough!

Time has no respect for beauty.

Countess, a letter.

Erzebet, you know I will marry soon.

Yes, I have heard.

It hurts me to even think
I got to touch another woman.

Istvan, marry her, have children...
and be my lover always.

But I will be so far away.
And I want to be only yours.

No other woman could mean
anything to my heart.

- Your heart?
- Yes.

I have never felt this way

Is it sin to love someone like this mater?

When I am with him,
I feel joy and beauty.

When I away from him,
I feel pain as hundreds of tigers...

...tigers are tearing apart my entire body.

- His soul is in a better place.
- Who's?

- Count Nadasky's.
- Of course.

It is such an honor to have you
pray in our humble village church.

And thank you again for your
generous donation.

It was nothing, father.
God has giving me so much.

Countess, you shouldn't
be out here. It is so cold.

- I'm waiting for a letter.
- Must be a very important letter.

- Very.
- What a beautiful dress.

- What's your name?
- Pola.

Here, take it. It's yours.

Go now. Leave the Countess alone.

It has been over a week and
I have not received his letter yet.

You have to be careful of what you wish for.

Your two destinies are to be tied
even maner that did you not expect.

It is my desire.

- And more if the magic work soon.
- Gold is not main thing that binds me to you.

And you can spend your nights with me.

I will need something of his.
Something he gave you preferably.

Just for tonight.

My beautiful love what a fool I was to worry.

Your messenger was simply delayed.

You will meet De von Varad at ball in a week.

I shall leave tomorrow.

- So soon?
- I will visit the children.

Dear Contess, You looked even more splendid...

...than in the paintings I've seen of you.

- I am Count Dominic Vizakna.
- Flattery is a secret enemy I've heard.

Seduction is merely on of you
hobbies or your lies of occupation.

Forgive me for intruding
but you seem somewhat xxx.

I suppose I can not hide my
emotions very well.

Can I help you feel better in anyway?

I am afraid the reason for
my pain isn't cureable.

Then it can only be that
horrible sickness called "love".

Truely this person does not deserve you love

if he is capable of hurting such gracious women.

A nobel man is looking for you, Countess.

I missed you so.

I'm not ba able to see you for long tonight.

- I have important matters to deal with.
- It's late, what is it?

I will leave from Vienna with you
tomorrow at mid day.

To your castle. I would to stay with you.

Very well I could visit my children early...

I will be with you not late
than mid day. I promise.

Wait! Is there a reason for
your haste you not tell me?

I must know what is it.

Is it that you do not feel the
same as you did few month ago?

I do feel the same.

And the next few days will
prove my true devotion.

Dear Countess, he is
not worthy of your love.

- You are wrong about him.
- Will you like company tonight?

Do you not see the lines on my face?
I have no time to play, good night!

Dear Istvan. I have waited,
and you've given me no sign.

Young people often change their minds...

because they think they
have all the time in the world.

Often death takes us before we
have had chance to taste love.

Because when love was right in front of us,
we were too busy looking for it elsewhere.

Please tell me I was not fooled,
and your feelings were true.

- You have no right to keep me in this room.
- You disobeyed me and met her again.

- She has being waiting for me since yesterday.
- I've found out about your foolish
plan to escape with her.

She has countless mixxxs, you
are just one of many, my son.

I do not believe she feels the same about
me as she does about her other lovers.

You got what you wanted from her.

- Everything that is conquered, destroyed.
- Conquered?

If the goal was to honor Countess Bathory,
yes, the goal was reached, more than once.

But unlike you, I do not see anything
destructive in the act of love.

We are not talking about a lands to
conquer or a competitor must be bested.

We are talking about a kind woman
and very noble feelings we share.

The same noble feeling you
share with Baroness von Kraj?

You know very well that I have not
seen von Kraj, since I met Erzebet.

I do love her, father.

Love is a myth to keep the minds of young
peasants and virgins occupied with a dream.

- It has no place in our world.
- In your world!

I do not understand you though.It would be
benifitial for you if I married Erzebet.

So you could grand me
a tiny portion of her land?

She never marry you.
Your blood is not noble enough.

- You are leaving today for Denmark.
- I will not.

Would you like to know how
grieved the Countess is?

She is already in the company
of Count Vizakna.

- You know his reputation?
- That is a lie.

They met two days ago and
not left each other since.

You have already been forgotten.

If you are wise, everything that
is mine will be yours one day.

Have a good journey.

Guards...

This man will stay with you until
he decide not to disobey me again.

My father had arranged my marriage
to the daughter of a wealthy Danish
trading partner.

I was married Hanne Aagesen against my will.

It was only a year later, on his death bed,

that my father confessed me
some of the truth about Erzebet.

But I arrived so late to decide,

that I could only understand
a few words between his sceams.

I heard just enough to realize it was
known the Countess is made of many lies.

In fact, Almost all I know about
her from that day on, I was told.

Count Vizakna is waiting for answer.

I am so honored you have
agreed to spend time with me.

and supprised you wish to ride.

- Which part of the kingdon you were born in?
- In the castle of Bekov.

There are amusing rumors about the castle.

A noble family that only lives at the night
and eats new born so I've heard.

It is because of a skin condition
that flicks most of my family,

we are not fond of sunlight.

But do not worry.
I do not feed on new borns.

Have you read about the
book about Turks customs?

They drink the blood of our
boys' to take on thire strength.

I have not read it, but I am not
surprised to hear such infxxx.

Your young friend wasn't in
such hurry the other night.

Yes, I have not heard from him since.
I concerned he may got him hurt or...

I saw him just this morning
near San Nicholas with a friend.

He seemed quite well.

- A friend?
- Yes.

- A woman?
- No.

She was too young to be called woman.

- Probably his sister.
- He has no little sister.

- Oh.
- Maybe you're right about him.

I didn't even get a word of appology.

Making me wait all day.

You old witch!
Your xxxsive look scared my horse.

Powerful now, but soon
you will look like me.

- By then you shall see.
- How dare you. Out of my sight!

Countess, you can not let some who
insult you in this maner go unpunished.

- Did someone bring a letter when I was away?
- No, Contess.

Disdress me. This makes
me look olden one.

I wish to change, now.

I wish to pray and fess until he answers
my letter. Leave me to myself.

Dear Lord, why are you punishing me?

How can you give me this beautiful
love and take it away from me so fast?

Water alone will not keep you alive very long.

Erzebet, it has been 3 weeks.

If you let yourself die, what will
happen to your land and children.

I do not know.

I do not understand how a strong
woman can afford such weak young man?

He is not weak.
He is so pure and kind.

Before I met him, my life was
meaningless, I have no idea.

News from Cachtice.

- The Countess is ill.
- Ill?

- Sounds she got mad, she's heartbroken.
- Istvan?

Their silly love affair might
infect service in some way.

I thought it will be wise to take hold of this.

Although it was no small cost.

Soon my son would well fully into melancholy.
He is natually like his mother.

He is inheritate so little of my character.

What I want is his proof of
her lunatic... at all cost.

I shall kill him!

He just play with me. Who is he?

A son of a whore in Bxxx

He wrote about a young married woman.
The Baroness von Kraj.

Only 17 and very pretty.

He says he love her more
than anything in the world.

That his heart will only be hers.

He writes that he'd be sorry that mistook his
feeling about admiration and respectful love.

That I reminded him so much of his late mother!

Look!

Smooth and flawless.

Even if she smells like hog shit,
any man will choose her over me.

Erzebet, forget about him. I beg you!

How?

A man dresed in black at
the door, asking for you.

- A young man?
- Count Dominic Vizakna, he says.

- Should we let him in?
- Of course.

I wish to see him alone.

- What brings you here so late?
- I do not like travel during the day.

The frighten my maids.
All my soldiers are at war.

We are careful about who we let in here.

I have brought you that book of
Turkish customs I was telling you about.

Traveled a long way to bring me a book?

It concerned me to hear nothing
from you ever since that afternoon.

I've been quite busy.

The truth is I could not wait
any longer to see you again.

Let me show you other ways to use this belt.

And someone might find
it's more suited to his taste.

When my father first told me of the
nature of her liason with Dominic Vizakna

I could not believe she was
capable of such decadents.

- Did you truly enjoy that?
- Yes.

- How can you?
- You do not now...

...because you do not have
taste for recieving pain.

- Did you enjoy inflecting though?
- I do not sure.

I wish to be your servant... always.

I am not young and foolish.
I mean what I say.

I wish to be alone.

I came to tell you I did not
like the man visit in the night.

I was such a fool to believe Istvan's love.

I was just too old to be loved.

But it is not true.

Maybe I should never have shown
my face during the daylight.

Look at me. I am rotting.

- She was right.
- Who?

The old witch in the park.
She put a curse on me.

Your ointments are no longer effective.
Make something that works!

Erzebet, I will not have you
talking to me with this maner.

What do you looking at?
Come and brush my hair.

It's bad enough my face has wrinkles.
Now you want me bald like old man?

Look at what you've done!

Leave! Leave!

No one knows what she saw in the mirror.

Is because of soft morning light
merely illuminated in an unusual maner,

xx xxx have wakend.

Thank you, my Lord.

You can stay at the castle.
We'll take care of you until you're healed.

This is for you from the Countess.

The countess is a good woman.
I did pulled her hair a bit hard.

Dorothea, Susanna needs
you down in the kitchen.

- How old are you, my child?
- 16 years.

- Where is your family?
- In Nov��ky.

- It is great far. Do you see them often?
- I visit them once a year.

Are you a virgin?

- Yes, Countess.
- Of course.

Get better.

- The wound is completely healed.
- I told you to remove the scull every time.

I did, but it healed anyway.

Darvulia, come have a close look.

- I have not seen any difference.
- Nonsense.

Helena, Dorothea what you see?

- It looks smoother to me.
- Yes, yes, absolutely.

Yes, it is Lord's answer to my prayers.

Not only the look, but the
feel of my skin is incrediblly different.

As if I was younger. I believe
it is because she is a virgin.

The purity of her blood seems
to be the reason it does working.

It really is a true miracle.

It is for your own good.

Did I kill you?

Almost.

I felt the cold breath of death and I
saw two doors open up to a bright light.

You mean heaven alway opens a door for you?

I doubt you will go to heaven
with recognition of these games.

In fact I am sure to go to hell so why not
do exactly what I wish during my time here.

I am so fond of you that I could not
stay away from you for than a week.

To my behavior to that old woman, I thought
you might have being frightent of me.

For what I thought she'd put a curse on me.

It's old and torn off.

You looked exceptional ravishing tonight.

- Tonight more than the other night?
- Yes, more than the day we met.

More than that afternoon in the park.

Tonight it seems the sun itself
is glowing from under your skin.

Now that I look closely,

It is quite magical.

Tonight you looked no more than 20 years old.

I know.

Countess...

What is happening?

You are giving me something beautiful.
Something I had lost.

But when will you stop?

When you are empty, my child.
It is God's will.

It is said that it is how the murder started.

To achieve her mad pursuit of
eternal youth and beauty,

she needed fresh blood, more and more.

God, is it wrong to one to stay
beauty and young?

All around you is beauty.

If only Istvan could see me today.

You seem to be only one that
can not see the blood is working.

Fortunately, Dominic was there to notice...

...how different I've looked ever since I started.

I will not trust a word comes out from his mouth.

Will you stop this before it is too late.

I tried to stop, but I already found it less alert.

I applied the blood again and I found incrediable
strength invading every part of my body.

The blood is not making you any younger.

On the contrary, you starting to smell of death.

- Leave.
- Your vanity will be your undoing.

And you impudence will bring yours.

- Leave and never come back.
- No, I care too much.

Is it true that you share loved
only with women?

It makes you virgin then.

There have been so many maids
died in the castle lately.

They were clumsy little geese.
Some cut themselves while cocking and got sick.

Others fell down the stairs.

- Here.
- Thank the Countess for me.

We shall stop bringing girls to church.

I know the Countess wants to give
them proper burials, but above all...

...the Countess want fresh blood.

A quite invention.

I want make sure the witches around
here are bled before they are burned.

I have heard that the moisture in their
body keeps them from burning in the inside.

It is said that the cages allowed
her to bleed the girls...

...more effectively with
very little blood wasted.

The murders quickly multiplied. Witnesses
said she used took ten girls a month.

I wrote Erzebet many letters
but never received one from her.

After I was sured of her
affair with Count Vizakna,

I stop writing and resigned
myself to my fate.

What a staring jewel, matches your beauty.

A token from the King Matthias
for my armie's many victories.

- Must be exhausting to deal with war.
- Indeed. And it is costing me a fortune.

It is a shame that a beautiful woman
has to worry about such matters.

After all, it is said that the Queen
of England lost her looks xxx...

...because of her war with Spain.

- Do you care for me?
- No.

You are not beautiful enough.
Your features are almost like those of Turk.

Oh, Unlike Istvan?

- Do not say his name.
- Would you like me to kill him for you?

- Is he back?
- He is visiting Vienna, with her wife.

So, should I, be his death?

No.

- What are you looking for?
- I thought the Countess has sent you away?

I come her at night to watch over her.
Make sure no harm is done to her.

- You are a rat. I know who sends you.
- I am just here to please the Countess.

No, you are here to flater
her worst side - her cruelty.

You are quite a beauty.

I did not know witches could
have such pretty features.

- Do not touch me with your poisonous hands!
- Not poisonous, soft and loving.

If you come back, you will die.

I will die? How would I die?

Will you ask Satan for his gracious help?

Countess Bathory is the one who
kept you from being burn at the stake.

But now it's clear tha she is more
fond of me than that of you. So,

Let us see who dies first.

Seasons passed and Erzebet
spent less and less time at court.

She would visited Vienna
only to see her children.

She claimed that she was busy with the war,

but slowly the rumor spread
that she stayed at Cachtice.

Because her evil practices.

Witnesses later claimed that the dead
girls were left in the wood around the castle.

And most of the bodies were never found.

Erzebet delegedly kept percise
record of every murder.

Her jurnals were presented main
proof against her at the trial.

Even though she denied
ever have written them.

My Lord, perhaps what I am doing is wrong.

The blood has given me rashes of late.

Maybe peasant blood is
too rough for my skin.

Darvulia has called for you.
She is very ill.

Poisoned by her own venene no doubt.
I do not wish to see her.

Many girls have gone.

I found a body last year in
the forest, no blood left in her.

There are demons in there.

Maybe it's Bethory herself.

You have to do something.

Be sure you give it to the king himself.

My lord, the demons are here.

How can you let this happen, my loard?

I gave you so much.

He betrayed the Countess.
The King must not be informed.

Stop that messenger, Janos. Hurry.

Count Vizakna left early,
and one of you jurnals is missing.

He will not come back if he knows.

I should send one out to kill that villain.

It would be wise.

I came to tell that Darvulia is dead.
She left a letter to you.

My love, do not let another
strangers into your castle.

You have given them weapons
to destroy everything you have built.

I shall miss only one thing from
your world which is no longer of mine.

Your soft kisses.

I have loved you always.

Erzebet, you have gone too far.

Everything that is alive must die,
and you too.

No mater what you do.

There is beauty in leting time do its duty.

I wish to leave for Vienna to visit my children.

You killed our priest, you demon.

Back to Cachtice!

Make sure the general gets it soon.

We need soldiers to protect us.

An angry crowd can be more
vicious than a pack of wolves.

Where is Janos? He has been gone for weeks.

You send him to get girls from far away.

Give me a mirror.

The blood is making me sick
but without it I am dying.

Bring me a virgin. Even a boy.

No, no boys. God created them in His image.

Countess.

This is the the only girl we found.

She is not too healthy, but she is a virgin.

- How old are you?
- Twelve, I think.

- You do not know?
- I was found, Countess.

- So you have no family?
- No.

They feed me when I clean up the pig sty.

Come

Pola, I remember you.

Come.

I wish to tell you something.

Pola, run away. Run, leave this castle.

Run, or I will kill you.

Pola!

After my father's death,
I found records of...

...large sums of money
sent to Dominic Vizakna.

As well as a letter mentioning
women of lower nobility who...

...disappeared around that time.

- Who are you?
- I am Kasia from Rosenheim.

My parents find you and punish you for this.

- How old are you?
- 15.

- Are you a virgin?
- Yes, of course.

And you?

I'm 22 and I am married.
I am the Baroness von Kraj.

Janos, I kill you.

You have brought a married woman.
She is of no use to me.

And her husband will be looking after her.

I would like to know why we have
been brought here by force?

I will punish the traitor
myself who got us into this.

- Did you say "Kraj"?
- Yes.

Kraj, how lovely to meet you.

You are right. My husband
will be looking for me.

Not if I have a letter of
farewell brout to him,

confessing your run away with your lover.

Istvan Thurz��, is it not?

You are mad. I have not
seen Istvan in many years.

But I remember a rumor...

about a lustious countess,
who was falling in mad love with him.

And gave herself to him so easily.

Are you possibly be Erzebet?

Collect the blood before it is wasted.

It was no maners to put us out
of bed in the middle of the night.

I did not want to wait too long because of...

...smell.

We are not sure how many of xxx this way.
Maybe hundreds over the past year.

Not a drop of blood left in the poor girls

Your mother has been useing her
hospital to justify the xxx's deaths.

- I wish to visit my mother and see for myself.
- This is just one of many.

Woudl you widsh to see more?
Most of them are in much poorer shape.

- I am not going.
- But you are a man, you must.

- I am not going either.
- Well I'm not going alone.

Your Majesty...

There are reports that girls have been...

...disappearing near the Countess
Bathory's castle for a few years.

Many peasants have come all the way to
Vienna claiming that hundreds have died.

The girls have been tortured
before their death.

- I see nothing wrong in that.
- And bled to death.

Many are claiming Countess Bathory is assisted
by witches and blood-thirsty demons.

Witches and Demons?
The Countess Bathory involved in witchcraft?

Possiblly.

Her strength always seemed unnatural.
Her army is mysteriously invincible.

Probably driven by some spell?
It's fascinating.

A priest was found dead as well.

If the Countess is approved
to be guilty of using witchiry,

You will be cleared of debts to her
and can seize her estate.

Sign this and I shall send men to
investigate murders in Cathtice.

Every month, I signed dozens of
death warrants for those witches.

And it becomes worth than plague.
When does it stop?

When men become wise.

Which will not be soon.

The King has of the heard murders and
suspected Bathory of witchcraft.

We must send our men today.

Her children signed the agreement.

They are eager to get thire share.

Perhaps she will be charged with murder.

I assured her children that witchcraft
would not be mentioned in her trial.

So her estate can not be siezed by King.

To alow her to decrease her
possession to whomever she wishes.

The king was going to hear of
her doing soon enough.

And her children would be
complete destitute.

She has little choice but sign this...

...in order to protect her children.

The agreement entitles you
to take over her land...

...and the extrordinary army she and
her husband established over the years.

I see you have doubts. But the truth is
that hundreds of young women has died.

Peasant girls first, but noble women have
vanished now also right near her land.

- You used to know one of them.
- Yes. But why send me?

As I recalled, you were once quite
close to Countess Bethory.

As I recalled, you were not
very pleased about it.

- Why not send him?
- She will kill me.

I believe you are the one too,
to take care of this mater, my son.

And she is very cautious.
It is easier for you to approach her.

- Can I say no?
- No.

You saw some of the girl I
found near her castle.

My body still bears the scars of her lunecy.

- Would you care to see?
- No.

She is a murdereress.

I want everything taken care of before
King can get to Cachtice.

It is for your my son.

After this, you will be the most
powerful man in the Kingdom.

- After you.
- Of course.

We are leaving today.

Do not feel remorsful.

She begged to kill you, not so long ago.

- Why did you you not?
- She did not offer to pay me.

It is strange to think that the hands that...

...once to xxx her was whom strike her.

I will only strike her if she is guilty.

You know which sin is worst?
Murder or greed?

We will soon find out.

In hell.

Be aware of her. She is mad.

And she will try to kill you.

Stop!

Dismount.

I wish to see her doings with my
own eyes before we arrest her.

They will stay here until we send for them.

Do not fear, she only has
few men protecting her.

It is not fear of facing a
murdereress that upsets me.

The excitement of seeing her again
mixes with sorrow of losing her forever.

Horsemen, 2 horsemen riding towards us.

Dorothea, my white dress. Hurry.

You answered my prayers.

Dear Count Thurzo, what a
surprise after all this time.

What has it been? Three years?

- Five.
- How quickly time flies.

Yes.

Let me ask you, how have you been, my lady.

I have been quite busy with this awful war.

So, what brings you here?

I was riding to Krakow when...

...my companion pointed out
your beautiful castle.

I thought maybe we could
stay one night... or even a bit longer.

I appologize about the flies.

My men left a horse rotting
outside the castle...

...and we have not been able
to get rid of them ever since.

- So you're married now?
- I was married for four years.

My wife died one year ago
bearing our first child.

They died soon after.

I am do sorry to hear that.

She was a daughter
of a powerful Danish merchant.

My father needed a new trading allies.

I am truly happy about
your visit, Dear Istvan.

I can not tell you how often
I've wished for this day to come.

Why did God have us 20 years apart?

It will not stop me loving you.

Come to my room.

I have had a long jurney.

Let me rest first. Then I shall come to you.

I was so afraid you would say no.

Why did you have to break my
heart with that abominable letter?

What did I write in any of my
letters could have possibly upsets you?

The one and the only letter
I received from you...

...confessing your love for
Baroness von Kraj.

Kraj used to be mine but after
I met you, I've never saw her again.

And I certaily never sent such a letter.

My father, he must faked my name.

How could I have doubted you?

I only trusted xxx to deliver
the many letters I wrote to you.

Begging you to forgive me.

But I was sent away by force.

Let us be stronger than
your father's desperate...

attempt to distroy our beautiful love.

It's not too late. Come.

No.

Why not?

Your hands are so cold.
Why are you shaking, my love?

It is the joy of seeing you again.

Do you know how long I've
been waiting for you?

I once lost my mind.

There is nothing more painful than feeling
betrayed by someone you love so deeply.

I once promised myself to take revenge me.

But when I saw you riding from far.

All my anger vanished all I felt was love.

No mater how much I cared for her,

another part of me believed
what I had heard and seen.

There was too much evidence,
too many witnesses,

for me to believe that
she could be innocent.

Have you lost your mind?

You're here to find out about the cruel
murders, not to spend the night with her.

I'm so fond of her. I do not
believe she could hurt anyone.

Do not let her charm you.
She will eat you alive.

Perhaps if her heart was not broken,
she would not become who she is.

God made her this way or the devil more like.

Her evil was forged this way from birth.

- What if I disobeyed my father and escaped.
- You didn't.

So we will never know.
Let us find out who she really is.

Let's find out someting not good..

Master, you do not want to see this.

A pile of rotting corpses,
dismembered children.

Their eyes're eaten by worms.

The devil himself could not be more effective.

Countess Bathory, you are under arrest.

The accomplices have
confessed to all the murders.

The girls were bled to death in the cages.

Erzebet's servants' confessions
were made under torture.

The Countess herself was
absent for her own trial.

It was decided to hide
her uncontainable madness.

And thus to protect her name.

Death by strangulation is what they deserve.

As for that creature, decapitation.

He can hear but not speak.

Countess Bathory is condemned
to be wall up in her room to death.

A small openning will be left
to provide food and water.

Many witnesses've testifed
to the murders and xxx...

...committed by the Countess
and her accomplices.

Bodies were found around Cathtice castle.
Some were partially eaten by the Contess.

Also found with journals written by
the Countess Batheory herself...

...documenting the murders in detail.

As well as letters from Darvulia,
the witch, heretical books,

And finaly the cage she
tortured the girls in.

Even if it seems the Countess
may not practice witchcraft,

We do have one witness
who has confirmed that...

...he saw her copulating
with the devil himself.

All evidence will be destroyed
per the decision of County Thurz��.

In order to keep the countess'
name as untained as possible.

By signing this document,
the Countess Bethory...

...bequeaths all her possessions
to Count Gyorgy Thurzo.

Cachtice will be xxx to her children.

The king is now cleared of any debts
to the Bathory Nadasky family.

Now, if the devil allows you to. Sign This.

You have orchestrated this
masterful, I have to say.

You have murdered innocent women.

- Hundreds.
- Lies.

How many innocents have been
sacrificed in you pursuit of wealth?

I've seen presistance of
denying the truth only come from..

...that you are now be wraft of reason.

Unfortunately, I am no.
I will go to my grave completely sane.

Your tale merely confirms that
women are mad and vain.

And should not be given the right to rule.

Your fable will be keep populars
occupied for very long time.

They will be terrified of the
blood-thirsty myth...

...that you made of me, and forget about
the evils that are indeed very real.

Of course, Erzebet, if it's not for me
you would've been burned at the stake.

My gratitude to spare me a quick death.

And if it were not for you,
I would have never felt love.

Eternal love.

Is it not strange to think that as I
stand here today, sentanced to die alone...

So many lovers are warmed
at each other's arms.

Proceed.

God, you have abandoned me.

In war hundreds are killed and tortured.

And they are left there to
rot and feed the xxx.

And yet, we glorify our warriors.

We give them laurel and hornors.

But I get a xxx.
I can not be humiliated this way.

Give me a illness that will kill me fast.

I can not do it yourself.
I must go to heaven. Amen.

God perhaps you are tring my faith.

Perhaps you are punishong me because
I loved him more than I loved you.

Man has created God in his image, which
gives them dominance over everything else.

Birds, lions, trees and women.

I wish I've been born a man,
I would have killed thousands in battle...

...take over countries, burned witches.
I would've been a hero.

That is it. You are nothing but a myth.

The Greeks created the
gods for everything...

...because they could not figue out
why the sea, why love, why death.

Now we have created you to
a peace and fxxx fears and ignorance.

Because we have so many
questions and so few answers.

I have used you and prayers to
forgive myself for my horrible sins.

A proper burial or feeding
the wolves is the same thing.

Holy water is just dirty water.

Why am I so scared to die?

Because I do not belive in
you or eternity of the soul.

When I die, I shall rot.
And nothing will be left of me.

Love was the dagger that
stabbed me in the back.

If you are not a myth,
obsorb my sins and keep me young.

I Thank you, my Lord.

- No coffin?
- It's very cold winter, there's no wood left.

xxx her legs.

I don't want touch her,
she's been dead for weeks.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

History is a tale told by victors.
That is what left of her.

A tale of a mad murderess and
a blood-thirsty devil.

Was she really guilty of the murders?

Or did my father fabricate
most of the evidence?

There's nothing in this world
you can be certain of.

All I know is whatever she was,

whatever crime she might
have beeb guilty of.

I loved her deeply, and
I believe she loved me.

But history does not concern itself with that,

for truth has be sealed behind the brick wall.

And time will soon, buris all.