All language subtitles for Crypt.of.the.Vampire.1964.1080p.BluRay

- That same night, many miles away,

in the ancient castle of
the Counts of Karnstein...

- Countess Laura!

What is it?

Why are you crying?

- Don't touch me! Go away!

- Laura, what's happened?

- It's horrible.

My cousin,

she's been killed!

- Your cousin Tilda? Impossible.

All right, you can leave her now.

Go back to your room.

That's better.

- I saw it all.

She ran away,

and after her was something black.

It was terrible!

- Laura, are you sure didn't
dream these awful things?

' No!

I swear to you.

You must believe me, Rowena.

They aren't just dreams I've had.

They're real.

I1

I was there.

There.

- Who are you?

- My name is Friedrich Klauss.

- Ah, the Count has been
expecting you for some time.

Go in, sir.

- Come in.

- Herr Klauss has arrived.

- Ah, Herr Klauss, I was expecting you.

I hope you had a pleasant trip.

- Fine, thank you.

- Please sit down.

When I was in London recently,

they informed me that
you were the best person

to satisfy my curiosity
of a certain matter.

- I am at your disposition.

Go on, sir.

- A matter, I should
add, of life and death.

It's a question of some research.

I would like to try and
reconstruct the life

of an ancestor of mine
called Sira of Karnstein,

who lived 200 years ago,

and possibly discover
what she looked like.

That is, approximately.

- You seem to have faith in my ability.

- Yes, I do.

Legend has it that Sira was
accused of being a witch,

of murdering young girls.

She was crucified, and
every trace of her life

was wiped out to exorcize the evil.

- Why do you want this research done?

- Let us call it idle curiosity.

I will show you the library.

You will find that many of the manuscripts

are faded and illegible, but
I have no doubt whatsoever

that you will be able to restore them.

Please.

- My lord, I must speak with you.

- Cedric!

YOU must EXCUSE me fOl' a moment.

The butler will show you to the library.

I will join you there later.

Cedric, you will show Herr
Klauss to the library.

Well?

- She had another of her nightmares.

- Who is it this time?

- Tilda. Thank heavens he came.

- Yes.

- The library, sir.

- Thank you.

- Everything is ready down in the crypt.

We'll know the truth
tonight, once and for all.

- I'm afraid, Rowena.

- Many things tend to frighten us

because we don't understand them.

- You know me better than anyone.

You've been with me since I was born.

Why am I different?

- We're all different in some way.

You have a gift that's quite
special, but it's a blessing.

You mustn't think otherwise.

- I don't want it.

I want to be like all the
other girls, like Tilda.

And I was so glad because she
was coming to visit us soon.

- Laura, my dear, I don't
wish to disturb you,

but we have a guest for dinner.

- Who is it?

- A friend of mine.

I've invited him to spend
several days with us.

- Oh, all right, Papa.

- Rowena, Herr Klauss is a special guest.

Prepare his room.

- We rarely have visitors here.

It's like living in a tomb,

or somewhere at the
very edge of the world.

- I like these ancient castles.

They've such an atmosphere of mystery,

and your surroundings here,
the mountains and forests,

they give the place a romantic air

that's most intriguing.

Perhaps I was just born
in the wrong century.

You see, in places like this,

the past is still continuing to flourish,

and I live more in the
past than in the present.

- What?

- I should imagine that Herr Klauss

has simply chosen this way of referring

to his passionate interests in
ancient and medieval history.

It's possible that already,
you found in our library

some manuscript worthy of your attention.

Am I correct?

- Yes, indeed. I found several, in fact.

That bell that I keep hearing,

I didn't see any village on my way here.

- There's the village of Karnstein.

It's all in ruins now, except for a tower

where the wind sometimes
sets the bell ringing.

- And with my own
hand, I will destroy all those

who bear the name of Karnstein,

and my blood, which has
been spilt so cruelly,

will reenter my veins!

And the sons of the traders,
who today are about to kill me,

will be wiped from the face of the Earth.

Though centuries go by, my
day of vengeance will come.

I, Sira of Karnstein,
swear this on the star

with five points!

- The star with five points.

- Sira of Karnstein, you must come to us.

Lie down.

Free your mind from every care,

and let it wander, aimlessly,

like a leaf in the autumn wind.

Si ra of Ka rnstei n,

we call upon you.

We call upon your spirit to come forth.

- Sira,

the house of Karnstein, because
of your sacrilegious crimes,

condemns you to death.

All final agonies will be prolonged,

for the list of your sins is a long one.

You will remain there through burning days

and endless nights, unable to die.

Your eyes, messengers of evil,

will finally be devoured by ravens.

Only then will our family's
vengeance be complete.

- Accursed wretches!

- Go to your master, witch!

- You are guilty
of condemning me unjustly

to a hideous death, but you
will suffer for this crime.

One day, a Karnstein
will appear among you,

bearing not only my face, but
my burning lust for vengeance!

Do you hear me?

Then, for every hour of my torment,

one of the house of Karnstein
will pay with his life!

- Murderers!

Murderers!

- Laura, get UP-

Come here.

Laura, Laura!

- What happened?

Look!

My wrists are bleeding.

They look as if they've been tied.

But they don't hurt me.

- Laura, we should never have done this.

I should never asked you to come here.

You had a nightmare again.

You said you were tied to a cross.

- I don't recall anything.

Did I say why I was there?

- You didn't say why.

- Wait!

You said tonight we'd know
the truth once and for all.

What is it?

- I don't know. Laura!

- Don't deceive me, Rowena.

Please tell me.

- Sira of Karnstein spoke
through you tonight.

It was as though she possessed you,

but only for a few minutes.

Laura, you're free of her now!

Laura, come back!

No, Laura!

- Rowena.

- Should I find that the powers of evil

are employing you to
carry out their crimes,

I will kill you myself.

- Do you swear?

- Yes.

- What are you thinking?

_Hmm?

I was thinking about Herr Klauss.

- He seems to know his work.

Perhaps he'll find out
something more about Sira.

You seem worried tonight.

- I always used to laugh at the legend

of the Karnstein prophecy.

And now,

I don't know.

There really seems to
be something mysterious

that is taking the lives
of all the Karnsteins,

wherever they are.

And Laura,

that would be horrible.

- You think she's responsible?

She just dreamed she saw them die.

It's a kind of second sight.

You've nothing to fear.

Herr Klauss will find a picture of Sira,

and you'll see that
she bore no resemblance

to your daughter, I'm sure of that.

So forget your worries.

- If I'm to forget, you must help me.

- What do you mean? You don't love me.

You're amusing yourself.

- You know that's not true!

- Then why don't we get married?

- You could be my daughter.

- All right then, adopt me.

- I don't find that amusing.

- It's because I want
to become a Karnstein

in any way I can.
- Why?

- Oh, because it would be
nice to have a great fancy K

embroidered on my robe.

- Is that the only reason?

- Mm.

- Go away! What makes you think
we welcome beggars like you?

- Ugliness can often
bring good luck, you know.

Beauty carries seeds of misfortune.

- You heard me! Go on now!

- Let him in, Cedric.

Where have you been, you scoundrel?

I must say, you don't look any better

or any worse than the
last time you were here.

- The flowers grow fast,
but they fade on the morrow.

It's the twisted oak trees that last.

I hope you are well, Rowena.

- Thank you, my friend, quite well.

Cedric, will you see that
this man is given some dinner?

- And a little something to drink?

- You visit many places.

Have you heard news of a young
Karnstein, Tilda Karnstein?

- I travel, and the news goes
with me, both good and bad.

- You know of her?

- In some houses, death is a tenant.

- She was killed.

- A horrible death.

She's the third of the
Karnsteins to die since April.

I hope to sell many good luck charms here.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- I see you're alone.

- I'm always alone.

- May I sit down?

- If you wish.

- Laura, is there something
that's disturbing you?

You're still a young girl,
but since I've been here,

I've never seen you smile.

- In this solitude, it's difficult.

- But there's your father.
He's company for you, isn't he?

- He has no interest in me.

- That's not true at all, I know that...

What is it?

- Excuse me, Friedrich.

- Laura.

- Whoa!

Whoa, pull back!

Whoa!

- Bring her up here.

- Is she hurt?

- I don't know. I hope not.

- Put her down here, carefully.

It's nothing serious.

- I'm afraid it's my fault.

My journey is of the utmost importance,

and I insisted upon traveling
at too great a speed.

- My daughter,
unfortunately, has been ill.

She wants to accompany me,
but with her delicate health,

she shouldn't go further.

Possibly, you know a quiet place

where I could leave her for
the short time I'll be away.

- She can be our guest at the castle.

There, she's fine.

I'm the daughter of
the Count of Karnstein.

I know my father would
like her to stay with us.

- It won't be necessary, thank you.

I feel much better, I'm ready to go now.

- I'll be happier if you stay.

I can't thank you enough. I'll
be back for her very soon.

Now, if you excuse me, I
see my carriage is repaired.

I must leave.

Take care, darling.

- What's your name?

' Ljuba, and yours?

- Laura.

- Why do you look at me like that?

- How beautiful you are.

- Thank you.

- We'll become good
friends, I can feel it.

- I'm so glad you like me.

If my mother should be
delayed for some reason,

I'd hate to be an unwelcome guest.

- Oh, never.

- What are you looking for?

- Nothing, but I know
what you're looking for.

You're looking for a face.

- I'm restoring manuscripts.

- You're looking for the
face of Sira of Karnstein.

- It would seem that the walls
in this castle have ears.

- Do you think I've been eavesdropping?

I can assure you, I haven't.

That's a waste of time.

I learn everything from the Count.

Do you want some advice?

- Yes.

- Instead of digging
through dusty manuscripts,

why don't you look around you?

That face may be nearer
to you than you think.

- Wait a minute. Who is it then?

- That's all I'm going to say.

- That's no answer. Now
you've aroused my curiosity.

Don't beat around the bush,
whose face do you mean?

- You're hurting me!

- I asked you a question. Answer me.

- Do you want me to scream?

- As you wish.

If you do, it'll mean
you have to answer me

in front of the others.

I want her name!

- Laura.

- Laura?

- Drink from this, and may
your thirst be quenched.

It is blood from the house of Karnstein.

- Tilda.

Tell me the truth, did I kill you?

- Yes. Why did you do it?

- Who is it?

Who is it?

Who is it?
- It's Ljuba.

Don't you know me? I heard you cry out.

- I had a terrible nightmare.

You can't believe how hideous it was!

- I was afraid you'd been taken ill.

You'd better go back to bed now.

- Stay with me, Ljuba. I'm afraid.

I beg of you, please.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- You're straining your
eyes and wasting candles.

The sun's been up for hours.

- I can see that.
I thought it was still night.

Oh, Rowena?

- Hmm?

- How many pictures are
there in the castle?

- Pictures?

- Yes, paintings, like that one.

- I don't know, 100.

If you include tapestries, probably more.

- One more question.

What is Annette like?

- Nothing but a parasite,

like the vines that curl around the trees

and gradually strangle them.

- Uh, do Annette and the Count
have a special relationship?

- I couldn't say. Good morning.

- Herr Klauss, already at work?

- Oh, good morning.

- Or should I say still at work?

- Still, sir, but I think I found a clue.

- Oh.

Already?

- You sound displeased, sir.

- No, it's not that, Herr Klauss.

It's just that I didn't
expect a result so soon.

I've read all these parchments,

and I've never found anything useful.

- Perhaps you never held
one up against the light.

Last night, I found, looking
at this page of manuscript,

that there were two levels of writing,

the earlier one covered by a varnish.

Immediately, I started removing
the first level of writing.

- What did you find?

- Only a clue, really, but this says

there was once an actual
portrait of Sira of Karnstein

here in the castle.

Right after her death,
someone had it painted over.

The new painting isn't described.

- Go on.

- Well, it's possible that
the portrait is still here,

but to discover it, it may
mean my scraping the surface

of every one of the
paintings in the castle.

May I do that?
- No!

No, you'll only ruin them
while looking for something

which doesn't exist.

No, Herr Klauss, I prefer that
you continue your research.

It's conceivable you might
discover her shape and size.

Then we will see.

- I thought this was a
matter of life and death.

All right, sir, I understand.

As you wish.

- Hello, where are you off to?

- I'm going to get my scarf.

- Hello, Laura.

- Good afternoon.

- It does me a lot of
good to see you smiling.

I'd gotten the idea you didn't know how.

- Ljuba's friendship
reminded me of the fact

that I'm still young.

- I remember mentioning
that to you yesterday.

- Yesterday, before she
arrived, life seemed hopeless,

not worth living.

- One can live too much alone.

You need someone to share
your life, to be near you.

I'd like to help you, if I could,

make you feel less alone in some way.

- But I'm no longer alone.

- Laura seems changed for
the better this morning.

Ljuba's company has brought
her back to reality.

- I only wish it were true.

- No doubt about it.

Don't you see how much
calmer she is with Ljuba?

- Yes, only too clearly.

- What do you mean by that?

- I don't trust her.

- You're a foolish woman.

I'm thinking of sending
Herr Klauss back to London.

Actually, it was stupid of me

to have believed in that legend.

- He can't leave yet!

- It was you who
suggested I bring him here

to allay my suspicions about Laura.

Or perhaps you hoped
they would be justified.

- I didn't hope for anything.

- You don't like Laura, do you?

- She loathes me.

If it weren't for Laura,
we'd have been married,

and you wouldn't have to
be ashamed of loving me!

- Ljuba.

LJ-"ba!

LJ-"ba!

LJ-"ba!

LJ-"ba!

- Laura, what's happened?

- I've killed her!

I'm a monster!

- What are you saying?
- I want to die!

- Now, what's all this?

Laura.

Try to calm yourself, Laura.

- Rowena,

the time has already come

for you to do what you promised you would.

- Not until I am certain, child.

It was only a bad dream you
had. Go back to bed now.

You're overtired and excited. Come on.

- I wouldn't wake her if I were you.

The less she knows, the better.

- Yes, you're right.

_ Sir!

I think I have the right to ask you this,

since you've probably noted
that I have a high regard

for your daughter.

When I arrived, you said
I'd been brought here

on a matter of life and death.

You were afraid Laura had been possessed

by the spirit of your
ancestor, Sira of Karnstein.

Now you are doubly afraid
that I may confirm this.

Rig ht?

- But why my Laura?

- Please, Laura, get into bed now.

- It's blood.

You're up early this morning, aren't you?

- I must have wakened with the sunrise.

I felt listless and tired,

but I couldn't stay in bed any longer.

Oh, it's so beautiful here.

Perhaps nature has purposely set the stage

and is now waiting for
the actors to enter.

But who knows if the
play is farce or tragedy?

This is a spot where once
could come for pleasure,

or for death.

- Ljuba.

- A love potion? A drug for
those who bear you malice?

A charm against the evil eye?

- Please leave! Can't you
see my friend is frightened?

- I also have a talisman against death,

another that drives away spirits of evil.

- I told you to leave here.

- This is for you. I don't
want anything for it.

Take it!

- Thank you,

but please go.

- In some houses, death is a tenant.

They found a girl last
Monday, she was like wax.

Preparing her for burial, they
couldn't find a drop of blood

in her body.

- It's not true. It's not true!

Please go away!

- Laura, you mustn't.

I'm sure he doesn't even
know what he's saying!

- He knows.

He knows!

- I have journeyed many long years.

I remember well the faces.

A hundred years, 200, 300, what are they?

A blink of eternity's eyelid.

- Laura!

Laura.

- What do you want? Go away!

- Listen to me.

Your father brought me
here to find the face

of an ill-fated ancestress of his,

but now he's afraid that
her face could be yours.

- And if it were?

- It's an obsession with
you, and with your father.

The only way to combat it
is to find her portrait

and prove that you're wrong,

and that portrait is here in the castle.

I'll find the face of Sira, no
matter how long it takes me.

- Thank you, Friedrich,
but you can't help me.

- I think I can. You'll
have proof of that.

- I don't know what will happen.

I only know that I'm tired, very tired.

- Laura, won't you trust me?

I'm 90ing to help you!

- Why should you become involved?

You'd be wiser to leave.

My fate is decided.

- They carve no name upon my tomb,

only a black stone rests there.

But I will fill the
Karnstein vault with tombs,

and my face will be at their burials.

I will be her and she will be me,

and the centuries will only
increase my lust for vengeance.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, have
you seen Laura up here?

- Yes, she's in her room lying down.

WhY, What's wrong?

- I really don't know.

A hunchback peddler said some
meaningless things to her

and she suddenly became quite upset.

- It's possible that Laura is ill,

or perhaps she's only much too sensitive.

But she admires you tremendously,

and I think it would help
if you stayed close to her.

- She told me she's
been having nightmares.

They have something to
do with an old legend.

She's all upset and nervous.

She has such a need for affection.

- You're a fine girl, Ljuba.

- At times, the way she
looks at me makes me afraid.

Then she'll smile, or she'll embrace me.

She's so changeable, it's a pity.

- Go in and see her. She needs you.

You can help her.

- Stop, I can't stand it anymore!

Who is it?

- It's only me, Laura.

- Oh, Ljuba, I thought
this was another nightmare.

- You needn't worry
now. I'm here with you.

Why does that bell keep ringing?

It frightens me.

- It's haunted me ever
since I was a child.

Whenever a wind is
blowing, it starts ringing.

- There's no wind at all.

- The tower's in the valley.
Perhaps a storm is coming.

- There's not a single
cloud as far as the horizon.

- Then...

Then somebody is ringing the bell.

I'm afraid, Ljuba!

Don't leave me!

- As a child, I was easily frightened.

There was a long, dark
corridor that, unfortunately,

I had to go through to get to my room.

The corridor was filled
with suits of armor.

They seemed like great
giants standing there,

ready to pounce on me.

But then, then my mother made
me take one of them apart.

There was nothing inside.

After that, I wasn't frightened.

That's what will happen to you.

- I've never been to the ruin village.

None of us has been.

Something terrible happened
there centuries ago I'm told,

and they let the place fall into ruin.

- Let's go and see it.

- No.

I'm afraid.
- Why?

It's just your imagination,

like me with my giants and armor.

Now you can prove to yourself
that you're no longer a child.

Let's go.

It's the little peddler.

- Oh, Ljuba it's horrible.

- Laura, they've cut off
his hand!

- Forgive me, my peddler friend,

but I have robbed you of your
hand in order to avenge you.

Oh, son of light, my lord,

Satan, grant me your powers.

Reveal to me the truth.

Breathe life once again
into this hand of glory.

I found the man hanging
in the tower, oh, Satan,

and according to your will,
when the full moon was shining,

I cut from him his hand, which
has become your blazing hand,

oh, prince of darkness,
and now shows me the way.

God of the lower world,
lord of the outer regions,

be thou my guide.

Lead me now to the
murderer of the peddler.

Let the hand of the innocent victim

reveal the hiding place of the assassin.

Which way?

No! It mustn't be Laura.

Grant that I won't have to
maintain my promise to her.

Laura!

_ No! HO!

- Laura!

- She pointed at me,

and she was right.

- Don't be frightened.

Try to calm yourself.

- Let's take her to her bedroom.

She is dying,

each day, a little more.

- You can go, I'll stay here with her.

She shouldn't be left alone.

- Yes.

Thank you, Ljuba.

- I must take her away.

- You can leave in the morning.

- Rowena, murdered, Annette disappeared.

Is it possible that my
daughter has done these things?

- Perhaps Annette killed
Rowena, and then...

The portrait that was
over your desk, it's gone!

- But who could have taken...

- Don't you understand?

That was the painting I was looking for,

and whoever took it away
was afraid I'd find it.

- But apart from me, who knew
what you were looking for?

- I told Laura. Also, Annette knows.

She says that she heard about it from you.

- But how?

How?

- We'll have to determine that.

- They're calling. I should go.

I hear them calling.

- Laura, it's Ljuba.

Wake up, Laura.

_

help me.

- Yes, when my mother comes
back, we'll leave here together.

You'll see, we'll be
better friends than ever.

- I must kill you. That was my promise.

I must kill you.

- In the manuscripts I've examined so far,

I've encountered several
references to a hidden tomb

with no name on it,
covered by a black stone.

Have you ever heard of it?

- No.

- It's all rather mysterious,

particularly since my recent discovery.

On the floor of Laura's room, I found...

- What are you doing?

- Somebody's moved that mirror.

The other day, when I
was going into my room,

it frightened me.

My own reflection seemed to be a ghost.

- I'll get more light.

- Perhaps we have found
it at last, the truth.

Come down here, sir.

Though reality itself can be cruel,

the phantoms created by
our fears are often worse.

I was right, there's
another painting underneath.

- Laura, Laura!

- Let's try Ljuba's room.

They're not here.

- To the village!

- Not down there. Come with me.

- Look at that, a symbol
used in black magic.

- I would never have believed

anyone has been here for years.

- They couldn't have found a better place

for their ceremonies.

Now I understand why that star
was cut out of the parchment.

- We must find the tomb.

- There's no black tombstone here.

I don't think we'll ever find it.

These cellars must go on for miles.

- It's too late to go back now.

We must search everywhere.

Look, it's open!

This gate has never been opened before.

I have never had a key.

It's across this threshold

that the curse of my family begins.

You don't have to come
if you don't want to.

- Lead on, sir.

- Help!

- Murderers! Vicious murderers!

You're the ones who killed my daughter!

You're the ones who murdered my Tilda!

That's why I'm here, to avenge her!

I will see that neither
of you leaves here alive.

This crypt will become your tomb,

and I myself will bury your remains.

- Franz,

Franz Karnstein.

- The days I've waited for
you, but now I've caught you!

You murdered Tilda!

- No, Franz, don't you even know me?

Ludwig, your cousin.

- Ludwig?

Ludwig,

you must know who killed her.

Who was it killed my daughter?

You know who murdered my Tilda, don't you?

- Yes, Franz, I know.

- You'll tell me who it was?

- Yes.

- Count Ludwig, look here!

And we thought it might have been her.

- Annette.

- The black stone.

- This is the tomb of Sira.

- Come on!

Afraid?

- You vile witch, you'll
never kill anyone again!

' N0, Franz, not you!

- No.

- Afraid?

Come on!