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*

Excuse me!

Do, I know you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought we knew each other.

Hang on, we do know each other.

You're Gail Cameron. I'm David Gillespie.

I shot some stills for you.For... Rolling Stone.

Yeah, before my celebrated breakdown?

Oh, they'll write anything to sell a paper.

What are you doing now?

Well, I've got some tempting offers, but...

I don't want the same pressure again, so,

I'm writing strictly for myself now.

Yeah, I'm going back to freelancing.

I spent too long covering other people's conflicts.

Ah, thank you. - Thank you.

Hi.

Will Mr. Donaldson come to the reception please?

Is this seat taken?

Excuse me, is this seat taken?

It is now. -I'm Jonathan Lane.

The tennis player.

Ah, it's nice to have a hobby.

I'm Marylou Summers.-No, that's what l do for work.

Oh, I'm sorry you don't have a real job.

I play tennis.

It's important to have an interest when you're out of work.

So, now that we're making such

headway, what do you do for a living?

I'm an actress.-Yeah?

What restaurant do you work at?

How do you know I worked at a restaurant? Are you psychic?

As a matter of fact...-But no one ever takes me seriously

so I'm always cast as a bimbo.

Oh, I'd have thought it took a lot of talent to play a bimbo.

It does. It's not easy pretending to be stupid.

Richard, why can't I come to the castle with you?

Eleanor, it had nothing to do with me.

I was just one of the eight people selected

out of everyone that applied for a visa.

You could have said no, when you knew I didn't get an invitation.

How often does anyone get to see a

castle that's been closed for 500 years?

Besides, I'll be back at the hotel

tonight. -Excuse me, Mr. Hamilton...

For you, honey.

What's in it?-Well, open it.

Will Mr. Donaldson come to the reception please?

Mr. Donaldson to reception.

Ms. Benson, please smile.

Who is that?

I... I think it's that Scandinavian actress.

Oh, excuse me a minute, honey.-Sure.

Oh, isn't she lovely?

So, what brings you to Budapest?

I'm attending the opening of a castle.

You're not going to believe this... - No!

Yeah, I saw an advert in a magazine, so...

Oh! Would you mind, this is the ladies room!

Ah, that must be one hell of a book you got there, mate!

Vodka martini, very dry, with a twist.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Vodka with a twist.

I do not understand.

Vodka. Twist.

Here, she means this mate.

If, I want your help, I'll ask for it.

Sorry, love. -And, I'm not your love.

Aye, I wouldn't want to lower me standards.

It puts you off women.

No, mate, not when you consider the alternative.

You never know who you can trust.

Mr. Price, the bus is waiting for you outside.

Thanks, love. -She is very nice.

Yeah, no worries. - Be happy.

Ms. Benson. - Yes?

I'm honored to welcome you to Budapest.

I'm Count Istvan Bezoli.

You see even here, you're recognized

as the queen of European cinema.

You flatter me, Count.

I regret we have only a bus for transportation.

It's sufficient.

Hi, there!

Hi.-May I give you a hand, ma'am?

Thank you.

Here why don't you give us that bag? -That's really nice.

I bet you think I planned this.

You've certainly done a good job.

We're gonna have to stop meeting like this. -Permanently.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

I am your host, Count Istvan Bezoli.

I see we have one person missing.

Sorry, I'm late.

Take a seat.

*

David?-Yeah?

Would you have come to Hungary even if you

hadn't received an invitation to the castle?

I never thought about it.

It's funny... I never doubted that... I would be selected.

It's weird.

The hand of fate, my dear.-

This is so exciting, you being with us.

Oh, so you've seen some of my films.

Oh, yes, I really love those old movies!

The castle was untouched.

Through all the wars, it was never ransacked and it remains isolated.

The past of the castle is shrouded in mystery.

You will be the first people to step

inside the castle for five centuries.

Stop!

What the hell did we hit!

Don't see anything.

Nothing, an animal ran across the road.

This is Peter and Susan, they'll be looking after you.

Unfortunately, they speak no English.

Hi, I'm Marylou Summers, I'm very pleased to meet you.

They don't understand English.

I am very pleased to meet you.

Why don't we go inside for lunch.

We'll try and see the outside a little later.

Please.

Do you need your bag?

Yeah, I brought a change, just in case.

- How do we get back to the hotel? - On the bus.

Shall we join the others?

Ladies and gentlemen,

I see you're being well looked after.

Lunch will be laid out in the great hall

which is down the stairs, at the end of the corridor.

Can we look around first?-Yes, of course, but please be careful.

Most of the castle is exactly as it was over 500 years ago.

Excuse me.

To answer your question, I think this castle does have a past.

And it's a past that's being deliberately covered up.

What do you mean? -Well, it's only a theory, of course...

But it's first impressions which are most lasting.

I think people present an image that they wish to create.

And if that's not the case, then they're not true to themselves.

And no, I can't agree.

Now appearances are very deceptive.

Excuse me.

In this country the customs were determined by superstitious beliefs

that have gone back, over a thousand years. For example...

Excuse me, thank you. That wasn't in

Transylvania. It all began right here.

About a thousand years ago, in Hungary,

packs of savage wolves actually terrorized this area.

And legend has it that Satan was in control.

Taking the guise of man by day and running with the wolves by night.

The devil was a werewolf! Wow, that's incredible.

A person was considered evil if they even talked about evil.

Consequently, evil was a topic to be avoided at all costs.

Eventually, the wolves were killed off, but the fear still remains.

Even today the local peasants consider

any unexplained disappearance

to be the wok of the werewolf.

People play roles, just as I do on the screen,

according to whom, they are trying to influence.

Yes, but...

An intelligent person would be able to see through the illusion.

Some would say the Christian church is based on

superstition and fear of evil.

Remember, that to profess to be a Christian

is to acknowledge the existence of the devil.

That's not true, fear didn't make me a Christian. I was born one.

I think what the professor meant was that

the foundation of the church was based on fear.

But not an American church.

Well, now that you don't sing do you still

write songs? -Yeah, I still write a bit.

I don't understand. - Well you see,

there are no records of this castle.

No archives, no nothing.

We know that the castle was established in the 12th century

and occupied until the 15th, but after that, nothing.

It's as if it never existed.

So, you're convinced that this lack of history is deliberate?

Precisely and very directly related to the course of events

that caused this castle to be abandoned.

But, that was 500 years ago.

We're not in the middle ages anymore.

Let me get another drink. I'm finished with that one.-All right.

Say something did happen here that was considered evil,

there's no way that, that would still exist today.

That's taking superstition to the point of absurdity.

What do you think, Mr. Price?

- What do I think about what? - Appearances.

Are people as they appear?

For example, you Mr. Price,

you look like a man motivated by purely primary needs.

Could be right, but it doesn't necessarily support the theory.

When I first met you, I thought you

looked like a nice person. Excuse me.

That man is incorrigible.

Oh, I don't know. I find him rather charming.

Oh, thanks man. -I dunno what bit that Catherine Peake.

Yeah, why don't we go take a look around outside?

Yeah, I guess so.

Perhaps, but there is a secret...

Who knows we might just discover

why nobody's set foot in this place in 500 years.

Well, maybe it's something simple,

maybe they lost the key to the front door.

He's so intent. -Yeah, but I think a lot of what he says makes sense.

Sun didn't last too long. - No.

Hey, listen, you served an ace with Marylou yet?

No, just double faults.

I tell you the trouble is,

I reckon you're trying too hard.

Could be.

I don't know, you know, sometimes I just can't believe she's real.

Oh, yeah, I reckon she's real all right.

Where you going? -Ah, just going off on a bit of an explore.

- Well, lunch is on soon. - Oh, I'm not hungry.

I'm most curious to unravel the mystery.

I wonder what he meant by that?-I don't know.

But I bet you ten bucks, we'll have to

send out a search party to find him.

I'm hungry.

I have a feeling the professor knows more than he's telling us.

He's a strange one all right. I don't think there's any mystery.

He's a historian. He can't a bear the

thought of a place with no history.

Perhaps.

I think I'll put on a pair of jeans.

You mean you want to put on your long thermal underwear? -Exactly!

I think I'll take a look around.

Why don't you try using the subtle approach?

Do you know what subtle means in California? -Uh-uh.

It means asking a girl if she wants

orange or grapefruit juice for breakfast.

Did you hear that?

What's that? -I dunno, I heard a strange noise.

It's my stomach, I'm starving.

I'll get some lunch. I'll catch up

later. -All right, I'll see ya later.

Hello?

Is someone there?

Can't you see, I'm dressing in here?

This really is very rude!

Did someone come into this room a moment ago?

No, everyone's off exploring the castle.

You were in this room the whole time?

Yeah.

Well, I'll think I'll go and see how lunch is doing.

All right.

You coming?

No, I'm going to finish my drink first.

I'll be right down.

Let me out!

Over here.

I crossed... But then someone locked me in.

Over here.

*

It was such a great scene.

Yes, but you know I was supposed to die in it.

Really?

But, I said to our director, nobody gets

killed on page 68 and wins an Oscar.

I didn't realize you won an Oscar for that role.

But, I should have and you are a rock star. -

"Was" is the operative word.

Really, I never heard of...

It was probably a bit after your time.

Because, when they broke into the castle, they were all dead.

You're trying to tell us everyone was dead?

Yes, three generations of family, even servants,

no one was spared.

Some said suicide, some said murder, nobody knew.

Prince Regent ordered the castle closed, indefinitely.

And it stayed closed for 500 years.

And no one found out why?

It was one of the most powerful families in Europe.

Some say the Prince knew the reason.

But, if he did, he took the secret with him to his grave.

Is there a connection... - To even

speak of it, was punishable by death.

Eventually, It was forgotten.

And the castle slipped into obscurity.

Well, why open it now?

Nothing more than as you Americans might say, a tourist gimmick.

I find that hard to believe.

Why couldn't they mention it? - Well, we'll

soon know, the professor's on the case.

What did you say?

The professor, he said he was going to solve the mystery.

You never said that before.

Is it important?

Excuse me.

Well, I'm looking outwith everyone.

Oh, I'm sure he's just concerned that

the professor might have gotten lost.

How can he be lost. All he would have

to do is shout and we'd find him.

Unfortunately, that's not the case.

These walls are so thick, no sound could penetrate them.

And he said to him,

"Why don't you try acting, dear boy?" -

I don't know, somehow this castle seems strangely familiar.

There are very much alike, castles in Europe.

Great, I've just booked a package holiday of a European castle.

Ladies and gentlemen.

I have some rather distressing news.

Professor Dawson has seen fit to leave the castle

and unfortunately, there's an unexpected blizzard in full force.

Visibility is zero.

We better organize a search party straightaway.

We cannot, we'll be lost the moment we left the castle.

I don't think we should just sit here.

Peter has placed some oil lamps on the battlements,

but until the blizzard ceases we're powerless to assist.

Yes, but he could freeze out there.

I'm sure he'll find shelter.

It just doesn't seem like the

professor. -Like it or not, he's gone.

I very much regret that this has happened.

I'm sure he'll be safe.

If you'll excuse me.

Well, it looks like we're not leaving here tonight.

Boy, is your wife going to be upset.

Excuse me.

If we have to stay the night, I'd

like to check out the accommodations.

Hey, they have a hot spa, do you want to try it? -Okay.

Does anyone else want to come to the spa with Jonathan and me?

- No, I'll pass. - No, thanks.

I have to check my, eh, cameras.

Excuse me, Ray, will you have a drink with me upstairs?

Yeah, sure.

Come here.

What if she finds out?

She won't. She has no idea you're even here.

We're staying at the same hotel.

So, I'll switch hotels as soon as we get back to Budapest.

You're crazy, Richard.

To follow me herewith your wife, what were you thinking?

I didn't follow you here.

I had no idea, you were even going to Hungary.

I thought it was the other way around.

After what you did to me, you had the

audacity to think, I'd follow you?

Look, I'm sorry about that, Catherine.

All I know, is that I still want you.

So, what happens now, you gonna tell her?

I'm trying.

Well, let me help you make up your mind.

If you haven't made a decision by the time we leave the castle,

I'll make one for you and there won't be any second chances.

Ray, sit down.

- The blizzard was forecasted. - What?

The Count said it was unexpected but I

say it on Teledex news at the hotel.

So?-So, there's something going on here.

Gail, I haven't got the faintest idea what you're talking about.

We hit something when we were on the bus.

And later, the driver and the Count had an argument.

And the bus left. -No, that's not possible.

That bus is taking us back to the hotel.

I'm telling you, I heard it.

And there's something else, there's someone in the castle besides us.

They came into the room where I was changing.

Gail, you're about six miles ahead of me

I'm telling you, there's something wrong here

and the professor knew about it and that's why he disappeared.

Hey, slow down. - This is a setup.

Slow down. A fertile imagination is one thing,

but you're looking for threads that just don't exist.

Gail, why you laying this on me?

The professor never left the castle.

His coat is still on the rack.

That's ridiculous.

Ray, I'll prove it to you.

I'll get the professor's coat.

And you look in the other room and see

if you can find another entrance.

Gail, now wait!

Gail!

Come on in.

Oh, the water is so good. -MARYLOU: I'm still not too sure about this.

I thought it was only in Japan where people bathed naked.

No, no, this is where bubble baths started.

- Everybody does it. It's a custom. - Mmm-hmm.

- If, I thought for one minute... - No, not me!

And no funny business!

Furthest thing from my mind.

Hey, how about that, we have similar marks on our arms.

Feels like I'm taking a bath on an X-ray machine.

Just saw your brother the other day.

Oh, God!

I'm thinking if there's another entrance

here, I'll be a monkey's uncle.

It's not here.

And with the last ball, he bowls us straight to victory!

No wucking forries.

What's this?

Gail?

Gail?

I should have known...-No, no, no...

Marylou, I didn't... Oh, I was just trying to...

Oh, my God!

Ray?

Oh! Hi.

I didn't see you.

I was looking for Ray.

Have you seen him?

Why are you latching the door?

*

Oh!

Hey, don't mess around with that!-Oh, David!

Man, I'm sorry. I was just taking a look.

Oh, it's okay.

I don't mean to jump on you. These cameras are my life.

Yeah, I'm the same way with my racquets.

Yeah, I tried to do this once, you know. -Yeah?

Yeah, I bought a semi-automatic camera

and I enrolled in a class at UCLA.

Which course?-Figure models.

Not the...-Yeah, the nude models.

Tell me about it.

Oh, I ran with the new camera that I never worked with.

And it was the kind that you press the shutter to take the picture,

and then you press it again to wind the film on it.

I'm familiar with this.

Yeah, well it was totally obvious that

I didn't have a clue what I was doing.

Oh, you should have seen the model.

Anyway, I'm snapping photos every angle.

Photo, click, photo, click!

And then I, at the end of the session I hand

the film to the lecturer who arranges all the processing.

And?-Next day, he throws up the slides

of the class photos.

And up on the screen comes a shoe.

And then another one.

And then another one, I mean, I'm on the floor laughing my ass off.

Until I recognize the shoe.

No? -Yep, 36 photographs of my feet.

Are you making any progress with Marylou?

No.

But, on the positive side, I couldn't

be doing any worse.

Hey, you wanna get a drink?

Yeah, sure.

I tell you that Ray is one smooth operator.

What do you mean?

He scored with Gail.

No! - Yeah!

But, how do you know the right one?

I mean, who would you choose out of Jonathan or David?

They're so different.

Jonathan is a playboy, very nice, and very handsome.

But... women to him are like conquests.

Any pretty women would always turn his head.

And David?

David is different. He's seen a lot of life.

Perhaps, too much for a young man.

Oh, he'll fall in love and be faithful.

But he is a wanderer.

You could never keep him home.

No wonder, I could never make up my mind.

I mean, it's too bad that you can't take a little bit of one guy,

and a little bit out of the other, and create the perfect man.

Ah! But then someone else would come along.

You would have to change the formula.

You are so beautiful.

You must had hundreds of admirers when you were young.

You do have a way with words.

But, yes I suppose I did.

Did you ever meet Mr. Right?

I mean, someone you really, really loved!

Once.

You'll tell me about him, please?

He was not what you would call handsome.

In fact, he was a little on the short

side and he had a funny beard.

But he had something.

Go on.

It was at this huge, gala party.

I was surrounded by the most handsome men in Europe.

And up walks this funny little man.

And he asks me, "Have you ever slept with a billionaire?"

I couldn't believe the audacity of

this man. I was completely offended.

What did you do?

I slept with him, of course.

Forgive me, I didn't mean to intrude.

Have you seen Mr. Price and Ms. Cameron?

I think, they're having a drink in the drawing room.

Thank you.

I thought Dr. Peake might have been with you.

No, she's uh... I think she's in one of the other rooms.

I was a little concerned.

Well, I'll go find her.

Yeah.

Probably hasn't noticed who it was.

Ray and Gail are in there.

Are you sure?

Yeah, positive. I was here an hour ago. I heard them.

Sounded like they were having a wild time. -

Mr. Price?

Ms. Cameron?

Gentlemen, would you lend me a hand to break the door down, please?

Sure.

This is impossible. A door cannot lock itself.

One of the candles is missing.

I wonder.

Count, what're you looking for?

I don't know.

This is what I'm looking for.

Holy shit!

Is this where they've gone?

Where does it lead to?

I think it's an escape route from the castle.

How do you know they went down here?

It's the only way they could have left the room.

Could there be more hidden passages like this?

Yes, there could.

It's as I suspected, an escape route.

That door will lead outside of this, I'd say.

Connects up with the underground tunnel system beneath the castle.

Well, this door's locked from the inside.

Hey, what's this?

They must have gone down here.

Count, over here.

Hey, this is Ray's. Christ, David, look at your hand!

They must be hurt. Let's find them!

No!

This could be dangerous.

We'll need the others, come.

Peter has confirmed there's a labyrinth

of tunnels underneath the castle.

Some lead to safety, mostly nowhere.

It was designed as a maze to confuse

pursuers in times of siege.

You're saying that if they enter the maze,

they won't be able to find their way out?

It's most unlikely. Especially as we

know, at least one of them is hurt.

Aren't we also in danger of getting lost without some kind of map?

Come on, there's nine of us here.

The maze was designed to confuse at least 20 times that number.

You're proposing we just leave them down there?

No, I'm saying we should consider the

risk elements before making a decision.

Isn't it better to wait until we can organize a proper rescue team?

Oh, in the meantime, we just leave them to die.

Well, what are we gonna do?

If we mark our way with chalk, we

should be able to find our way back.

Your attitude doesn't exactly inspire confidence.

For God's sake, we are talking about

people's lives, not playing a word game.

The longer we delay, the less chance we have of finding them.

I'm afraid, Dr. Peake is right.

Don't misunderstand me.

I want to find them as much as anyone.

But we should consider the alternatives.

There are no alternatives.

I'm saying we cannot leave them.

The decision must be yours.

One of them is badly hurt. They'll be waiting for us to find them.

Marylou is right. We gotta take the chance.

Richard, you made your point. No one seems to share your pessimism.

What's your plan?

We know there's three main tunnels. Entrances to the labyrinth.

And the water channel that we

discovered at the bottom of the stairs.

I suggest we split into groups and explore each of them.

Is everyone in agreement?

Good. Dr. Peake should go with Peter. -I'll go with them.

Very well, you take the water channel,

we'll proceed to the labyrinth.

Do we have a first aid kit?

I have one.

Habit.

A fortunate one, Dr. Peake.

Before you go, when you mark the walls with chalk.

Indicate the direction in which you're going.

The tunnel's crisscrossed, we must avoid confusion.

Right, let's go.

*

Are there anymore entrances to the labyrinth?

I don't know of any. That's not to say they don't exist.

Well, are we setting ourselves on an impossible task then?

I sincerely hope not.

"Once more unto the breach, dear friends."

That's my favorite author.

Who? - Arnold Steinberg.

When we reach the bottom, I suggest Ms. Benson comes with me.

Susan goes with David.

And that leaves Marylou and Jonathan to take the third tunnel.

Just leave them, Richard.

How could you even think such a thing?

Well, I'm sorry l didn't say anything.

I just feel like we're a bunch blind

mice being led around by the Pied Piper.

No information, no plans, yet we blithely follow the leader.

He's risking his life, too!

Really, let me tell you something,

you only have his word on that.

Let's go.

What's that supposed to mean?

How do we know, he doesn't know the tunnel system?

Because that's what he said.

Oh, and that's good enough for you?

Yes, I'm not a doubting Thomas.

So, I'm not Judas Iscariot.

Yeah, that ought to do it.

Anna, told me about men like you.

Yeah, well she'd know. We've been going out for years.

She didn't say that!

No, I wasn't serious.

That's what she said.

What?-That you're never serious. That's what she knows.

Gee, Marylou, I never know what you're talking about.

You would if you paid attention.

Wait.

Do you know where we're going?

Sure, I've been down here thousand times. -How?

I was only joking.

I think, we've been down this way before.

Marylou, I know where I'm going.

Jonathan.

I can hear footsteps.

Is anyone there?

Gail?

Ray?

It's probably just an echo, come on.

Jonathan, there is someone behind us. -No way.

Who would be following us?

What if someone was following us,

and rubbing off the chalk marks, so we couldn't find our way back.

No, that's crazy. Anyway, I would've seen it.

No, they came back the other way, they'd be on the other side.

Okay, okay.

There's nothing here.

Oh shit! It is rubbed off.

Oh, God! You're right, come on!

Jonathan, wait for me.

Jonathan.

That's Marylou.

Jonathan.

Where's it coming from?

From the crevice in the wall.

Jonathan.

What?

I don't hear anything.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Where?

Where're you going?

Wait here. And don't move.

Leave your gun.

In your coat, I saw it.

Yes, of course, I forgot.

How did you know about the crevice?

Just hurry up and find them.

Marylou?

Oh, my God!

Richard, come on!-What!

We should follow him! -We don't know what's down there, Catherine!

We could be walking straight into danger!

Someone is hurt, can't you even recognize a cry of pain?

Can't you recognize when someone's afraid for their life?

Count?

Count?

Who is it? Who's there?

Count?

Who is it? This isn't funny anymore!

Don't come any closer!

Stop!

It's me, it's David! It's okay!

I shot it, I shot it! -Look, calm down. What did you shoot?

It was huge and it was coming for me!

I better have a look.

No, maybe it's still alive, I don't think I killed it!

Let's go before it comes!

Hurry!

I don't know where your head is at, Catherine!

Those were gunshots! -I know what the hell they were!

Will you listen to me! We're going back!

Dammit, I am needed! -For God sakes use some common sense!

We're of use to no one unless we're alive!

Richard!

Take my hand. It can't hurt you now.

This huge thing! -Come on. Okay.

I heard Marylou. The Count, went to find her!

It's there! -Be silent, I'll get it.

Kill it, David! - I'll get it!

My God! I'm sorry.

You nearly killed me.

What happened?

Idiots.

Marylou, where's Jonathan?

I was being chased and it hurt Jonathan.

And it left me and went after him.

What went after him?

It was an animal or something. It was

huge, I thought I was gonna be killed.

Enough! Out of here.

Come.

What was it? It was in the cave.

What about Jonathan? -Don't worry. We will, I promise you, find him.

We will find him soon.

Wait, will you... -Just shut up, Catherine.

What the hell!

Richard, he's hurt.

What is he saying?

Something about that rock.

He needs stitches. - Jesus, Catherine,

rocks don't fall on people.

Somebody's trying to kill him.

That's crazy.-Then you figure it out!

We've heard gunshots and screams, and now he's been attacked.

There's no one else here. If he was waiting

for anyone, it would've been one of us.

It must have been a wild animal that somehow got into the castle.

It was too big for an animal.

The light can play tricks. It probably distorted the size.

I know what I saw! It wasn't the light.

It was huge like a monster.

Please, it must have been an animal.

There's no other explanation.

And fortunately, now it's dead.

What sort of animal would do such a thing?

There have been stories of some wolves.

Children disappeared. Farm animals found with their throats...

Jesus Christ! Give me a break.

Old stories are invented to do away with the unknown.

We happen to be intelligent people here.

These stories, Mr. Hamilton, are not all fictitious.

Could it have been a werewolf? -Werewolves don't exist!

An animal wouldn't rub off chalk marks.

Somebody rubbed Jonathan's chalk marks off the wall.

No, I saw them when we we're coming back.

It's not possible. I heard footsteps.

Echoes.

These tunnels' crisscrossed. You probably heard one of us.

Then who was Peter protecting when he jumped us?

He was confused.

The bang on the head, the gunshots, the screams!

Something coming after him and he didn't know what.

There's no reason to be so suspicious.

Oh, of course not. The professor disappears into a blizzard.

Gail and Ray are missing. We organize a mindless search party.

And that Jonathan's gone.

Well, it's okay. I shot it.

If I killed it, surely the danger's over.

I'm sorry, I don't doubt that you shot something.

But, this is all a little too neat to dismiss

it as some satisfactory explanation.

So, what's your theory? -I haven't had time to create a theory!

Well, I have.

That animal is trapped and starving.

That's why it was tracking Marylou and Jonathan.

I believe Gail and Ray are hiding down there, waiting for us.

They'd realize that we found the door.

What with one of them being hurt, and that wild animal,

they have enough common sense, not to wander around in circles.

Surely to God, you're not advocating to go back down there?

Marylou?

Bring her over here.-I felt dizzy.

Put your head down between your knees.

Give me a glass of water.

I'm gonna give you something to make you sleep.

I feel sick.

Shh! It's all right. It's all right.

Anna, how're you feeling?

I'm okay.

You should rest, just in case the shock gets you.

- How's your ankle? - It's very sore.

- The beds all right? - Yes, they're fine.

I don't wanna be alone, I'm scared. - Shh! It's okay.

Richard, I wanna look at the Count's ankle.

Would you take Marylou and Anna upstairs?

I'm sorry about Richard.

That's okay, he has a right to be angry.

He's wrong. We must go back and find

them. Let me look at your ankle.

Thank you. It's just a sprain.

I'm going back down.

I'm coming with you. -No, you're not going anywhere. I'll go.

How will you find your way?

The chalk marks.

You know, I, uh, think you're incredible.

I mean, the way you handled everything tonight.

Thank God, I had a gun.

How did you know he was carrying one?

I don't know, I must have seen it in his coat.

You don't like the Count very much, do you?

It's not that, it's just that too much has gone on here

for me to dismiss everything as some coincidence or accident.

Well, the Count couldn't have anticipated

what was going to happen, could he?

It's just what he would like for us to think.

You don't think it's alive, do you?

Not with five slugs in it.

I guess some of my earlier bravado is wearing off.

So, we'll never get used to living with danger.

Never. Being scared is what keeps you alive.

If that's the case, I'll live forever.

David, something's wrong here.

Pardon?

Richard can be the most insufferable pain.

But, he's generally right about most things, especially people.

We're talking about the Count, right?

- Let me just send out my thoughts. - Tell me.

You found Ray's watch at the entrance

to the water channel, right?

Close to it.

That's not Ray's button, it's of the Count's coat.

What?

No, I found it next to the watch.

The Count wasn't wearing his coat.

When I went to pick up my bag underneath the coat rack,

his coat fell off and there was a button missing.

It's the Count's button.

She's so naive.

I feel for her though, she needs love.

Her parents died when she was a baby.

And she has no other family.

So, tell me about it.

Excuse me?

I grew up the same way.

No parents, no nothing.

Well, so did I.

So did Catherine.

That's how we met, when we were tracing our natural parents.

No, that couldn't be.

What's wrong with you?

I feel a bit strange. That's odd.

This is a coincidence, right?

No, I just think my paranoia is finally catching.

I know the Count.

I can't explain how. It's like a feeling.

He's an honest man, you must believe that.

Well, I wish I could.

But, what you just said confirms my earlier suspicion.

We're not here by chance. This is a set-up.

Richard, I don't like where this is heading either.

I need to relax to think.

A bath will make me feel better.

Will you wait with her, while I clean up?

Sure.

Anna ran out of here.

David?

Sure, wait there.

What is it?

David?

David?

Catherine, come here.

What's wrong?

Oh, my God!

She must have thought Jonathan was the animal.

Poor Anna, she killed him.

Yeah, but the animal got to him first.

Must have been trying to escape.

Marylou said it was chasing him.

Maybe, there's more than one.

We better get out of here now.

Oh, my God.

That's the wrong way.

How do we get back?

We're lost.

There are no chalk marks.

I wish we knew what we're up against.

All right, which way?

Your guess is as good as mine.

But, at least there's nothing following us.

Yeah, we could be thankful for that.

Wait!

This way.

Thank God, this is the way back.

There's something wrong about all this. Something doesn't fit.

What do you mean? -The Count said it was an animal.

That's right. It's the only explanation.

But, it couldn't be.

I know why.

No animal kills for pleasure.

Nothing on Jonathan's body was touched but his throat.

An animal would've ripped him apart.

Tell me, what else could it be?

I don't know. But whatever it is, it has human intelligence.

Help.

- Help. - That's Gail!

- It's okay, Gail. We're coming. - No, David. Don't go.

Wait here. I'll be okay.

Help.

Gail! Where are you?

David?

David, you all right?

David?

David?

David, what is it?

David?

Oh, no! The professor.

David!

Gail, as well.

Professor's dead. Same thing, throat ripped out.

I see some sort of bizarre ritual killing.

Who, Gail?

Gail, we're here.

It's a werewolf.

It's...

Werewolf?

She said, "Werewolf"?-There's no such thing.

She wouldn't just say it, those were her last words.

A name. A name!

She must have known who it was.

It could only be the Count.

He's behind the whole thing.

David? -Yes, I'm listening, Catherine.

Damn it! I should have realized before.

But I couldn't accept he wasn't being straight.

But, you're there with me, don't you? -With the werewolf stuff, no.

But the Count is setting us up to be murdered.

I'm with you all the way.

It is them, isn't it? - Yeah.

We've been fed one lie after another.

We've been manipulated ever since we arrived in Budapest.

We're puppets.

And the Count is pulling the strings.

What about the bodies?

Worry about that later. It's the Count we're after.

You get Richard, Anna and Marylou.

I'll keep the others in the great hall.

- Just be careful. - Here, take the gun.

You're the one that's gonna need it. I'll be all right.

Richard, you there?

Anna?

Oh, Christ!

Oh, my God. Richard!

I killed him.

No, you didn't kill him.

His throat.

Werewolf. The prophecy has fulfilled.

Gail said "werewolf".

You found Gail, she saw the werewolf?

She said "werewolf" before she died.

Suppose you tell us, what the hell is going on here?

You were not invited to this castle by chance.

You were carefully screened.

And each of you were selected.

Because you have this mark on your arm.

What does it mean?

It's a hereditary birthmark.

That relates you directly... to the events

that occurred in this castle 500 years ago.

Come on, Count. You can think of a better story than that.

Everyone who died here that night had the mark.

And they courageously took their own lives

so it might never be seen again.

I don't understand.

There was a survivor.

A baby was smuggled from the castle.

The baby whose bloodline continued

throughout succeeding generations.

And what does this mark mean for each of us.

It means that one of you is a werewolf.

What's going on, Count?

That's exactly what l'm trying to find out.

But all I've heard so far, is a lot of rubbish about werewolves.

David, it's not rubbish. The Count told me about the werewolves.

So, you've been influenced by him as well, have you, Anna?

It's not a werewolf. It's you who is doing the killings.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

Have you never heard of an ancient religious order

that means in English, "The Martyrs".

- They don't still - They do exist.

It is the organization that brought you here.

Why?

To find which of you is the werewolf and to kill it.

But, if each of us has the mark...

Then anyone of us could be the werewolf.

There is only one werewolf.

And it can only be destroyed by one of its own.

Someone who has the mark.

You have the mark as well.

Yes.

My order has searched for someone to kill the werewolf,

since the 16th century.

By the will of God, it found me.

We must kill it, before it kills us.

And what about this castle?

This it's lair.

We knew if we opened it, it would return.

We just had to create a rouse to bring you here.

You used us as bait.

Yes, but together some of you may survive.

Individually, it would have tracked you

down and you'd most certainly have died.

Why did you tell us the professor left the castle,

when David found him in the water channel?

Why don't you ask David?

He is the werewolf.

What?

No!

There's an ancient Hungarian proverb

that says, "Check the one who looks the most innocent".

You are the werewolf.

I don't believe a word you said. It's all a pack of lies!

I regret, it was necessary to deceive you

at first. But you must believe me now!

I did, we all did except Richard. Now five of us are dead!

If it lives...

You'll be damned forever.

You never stop trying, do you, Count?

But it's finished.

You must be stopped. Whatever the consequences.

What do we do now?

Lock them in the cells.

Please, listen to me!

He will deceive you.

He will manipulate you and he will destroy you.

It won't work, Count.

Move!

Tell me, what drives a man to rip out another's throat?

This is madness.

Yes, I think that's exactly right.

You'll make the decisions he wants!

How can you be so sure?

Stop being so naive. Of course, it's him!

But he could've killed us at any moment.

It wasn't part of his plan.

Don't look for rational behavior. There is none.

What about his ankle?

One moment, he can't even walk on it and the next.

The water channel where he'd never been.

I found the button from his coat.

You were with Richard, what did he say?

Okay, okay! So, you're right.

What do we do now?

There's only one solution.

Of course, we inform the authorities.

They'll never believe us!

You must be joking.

It's our words against theirs.

Only if they testify.

No, don't even think it.

You want to see him set free?

No, but you can't be judge and jury!

Then who killed everyone, Anna, you?

No. - Marylou?

No, she's been asleep the whole time.

You think it was David or me?

Oh! But it still doesn't make it right.

We don't have a choice, Anna. They have to be gotten rid of.

Okay.

Then let Marylou have a say.

It's unfair that she should bear the

responsibility for your actions,

without any of her input.

Right?

All right. I'll get Marylou. We'll put it to a vote.

Fine with me.

While you get her, I want to check the battlements.

I want to find out what's up.

Coming with me?

No, I still feel a little faint.

I think I'll stay here, thank you.

Anna, we're all in this together.

There's no other way.

They were going to kill you.

Marylou?

Marylou?

Oh, God. No.

You've done the right thing.

You've saved your own life as well as ours.

What're you gonna do now?

Anna, everything I've told you is true. You must understand that.

David is the werewolf. He has to be stopped.

What are you saying?

I have to destroy him before he kills all of us.

And what about the others?

It's wrong!

- Mercifully, they'll be saved. - No, I won't let you!

It's for your own good. You'll be safer here.

Let me out of here!

I'll leave you the key.

If you leave this cell you'll probably die.

Wait two hours.

If I haven't returned...

May God protect you.

Marylou?

Anna?

Damn it, Anna, what have you done?

Oh, thank God.

Oh, I was so scared.

I didn't want anyone to die.

Ray.

Anna?

Anna.

Oh, God!

No!

Catherine.

What the hell were you doing?

Come on, tell me. Where is Catherine and Anna?

Tell me, where are they?

David!

I had to. He was gonna kill you!

What's happened? Where is everyone?

Catherine and Anna, have you seen them? -No.

He's killed them.

What are you talking about?

Marylou!

Everybody is dead, except us!

The Count has murdered them.

No, this is unreal. Please, say it's not real!

The Count will not rest until we are both dead. I must kill him!

No, this can't be happening!

Marylou, take cover in one of the bedrooms.

Stay until I return.

David, wait!

David?

Where are you?

David?

David?

David?

David?

David?

He can hear you. Don't struggle.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth.

Please don't scream.

Where are Peter and Susan?

Dead.

They were trying to kill David.

Marylou, David is the werewolf.

No, there's no such thing.

Have you ever heard of satanic possession?

Where the devil inhabits the soul of a human being?

Yes, but... -He is possessed.

In a moment.

When the moon breaks through the clouds, you'll see.

He will transform. He cannot help himself.-Watch out!

Die! - No!

Stop it! Stop or I'll shoot.

Put the gun down.

Kill him, Marylou.

Marylou, put the gun down.

- Shoot the gun, Marylou! - Toss it to me, Marylou.

Kill him. - Put it down!

Marylou, don't shoot!

Kill the werewolf! - Don't shoot.

Kill the beast!

Put the gun down! Trust me!

Put it down! - Pull it!

Shoot! - Don't shoot!

Everything's all right.

It's all right now.

The werewolf? -I wasn't a werewolf.

- Really? - Yes.

You positive?

There was no prophecy.

It's only a myth.

People don't turn into werewolves.

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