ATAdrian "Alucard" Tepes
Do you have a God to put a last prayer to, Belmont?
Yeah. "Dear God, please don't let the vampire's guts ruin my good tunic."
[Trevor slips a knife into his chest, just short of his heart]
ATAdrian Tepes
I can still rip your throat out.
You can. But it won't stop me staking you.
ATAdrian Tepes
But you will still die.
But I don't care. Killing you was the point. Living through it was just a luxury.
[After a pause, Alucard laughs. Behind him, Sypha ignites flame between her fingers.]
I will incinerate you before your fangs touch that man's throat.
ATAdrian Tepes
I thought I was your legendary savior.
So did I. But he saved my life.
You're a Speaker magician.
Yes, and his goal is mine: to stand up for the people.
ATAdrian Tepes
...Good. Very good. A vampire hunter and a magician. You'll do. [He lets go of Trevor; his wound heals as he stands up] I am Adrian Tepes. Known to the Wallachians as Alucard... son of Vlad Dracula Tepes. I've been asleep here in my private keep under Gresit for a year, to heal the wounds dealt by my father when I attempted to stop him unleashing his demon armies.
You are the Sleeping Soldier!
ATAdrian Tepes
I'm aware of the stories. I'm also aware that the Speakers consider the story to be information from the future. Do you know the whole story?
ATAdrian Tepes
The Sleeping Soldier will be met by a Hunter, and a Scholar.
Why do you think my grandfather tried everything to make you stay?!
I hate Speakers. [stands up, as Alucard dresses himself]
ATAdrian Tepes
I need a Hunter, and a Scholar. [his enchanted sword flies into the sheath on his belt] I need help to save Wallachia, perhaps the world, and defeat my father.
ATAdrian Tepes
...Because it is what my mother would have wanted. And we are all, in the end, slaves to our family's wishes.
You'll help us kill Dracula, and save Wallachia?
ATAdrian Tepes
My father has to die. We three... we can destroy him.
[Dracula has summoned his legions, all his generals, and his two Devil Forgemasters in the throne room to discuss plans to eradicate the human race.]
My generals, we prosecute a good war. In killing my wife, humanity has proven to me that they don't deserve Wallachia. Wallachia will now become our seat. We will scour them off the land. We will continue to use the night hordes, all the creatures of terror that humanity once drove away. Afterwards, I think I will give Wallachia to them. (more to himself) Perhaps, that will be better.
[The generals are left confused as to what Dracula meant.]
Hector, Isaac, present me with plans for our next steps today.
[Dracula turns and starts to walk away.]
GGodbrand
(outraged) The only two humans in your inner court, and they are the ones who will plan our next attack?!
[Dracula stops walking and turns to face Godbrand.]
The only two generals in my court who are not driven by thirst. The only two who are bound by loyalty and intellect. True. They are not vampires like you and I, Godbrand. And that is why I trust them. For we are about the business of wiping humanity from the Earth. And they still stand with me.
[Dracula exits the throne room, leaving the generals alone.]
GGodbrand
What the hell was that? He summons us from all over the world, tells us it's war. We're finally putting the screws to the livestock and taking over. And now this? Turning the whole thing over to a couple of humans? What is this shit?
[Hector and Isaac follow after Dracula.]
GGodbrand
Hey! Where are you two going?
HHector
We're going to talk to him.
GGodbrand
Why would he want to talk to you rather than me? Perhaps he wants to meet with his own kind.
HHector
Godbrand, you've never met anything you didn't immediately kill, fuck, or make a boat out of.
I don't understand why our lord doesn't tie you up outside with the rest of the animals.
[Hector and Isaac exit.]
GGodbrand
Bigot! I like boats! I'm a fucking Viking! We're supposed to make boats out of things!
CCarmilla
Yes? You wished to speak to me, my Lord?
That was a dramatic entrance, Carmilla.
CCarmilla
It was not meant to disrespect you. It was intended to unsettle a room full of men. I prefer in such situations to arrive with as many advantages as possible.
And how is it that you're here?
CCarmilla
Godbrand has been keeping me appraised of your castle's position. Your current location was also advantageous.
And why has Godbrand been in regular communication with you?
CCarmilla
I suspect he still wants to sleep with me.
CCarmilla
[chuckles, turns away] My Lord! From another man, that would be impossible impertinence.
And yet... I prefer to know my Generals' ties and compromises.
CCarmilla
I may...If all the other vampire males in the world drop dead, and half the females. Some of the animals.
[chuckles] Very good, Carmilla. Speaking of impertinence... You just denounced the choice not to turn my dead wife, in front of all my generals. [glares at her] What advantage, does my anger buy you?
CCarmilla
None! It's a question they have all been asking themselves. I gave you an opportunity to address it, my Lord.
CCarmilla
Of course, my Lord.
Then why have you only just arrived? You were summoned some time ago. Surely, I needed help much earlier.
CCarmilla
Distractions at home. Securing my region. Villagers, pitchforks, torches. The usual.
Hmm. Rejoin the others. Hector and Isaac, my Forgemasters, will be directing our next moves; I'm sure they would enjoy your help.
CCarmilla
As you wish, my Lord. [leaves]
I'm still not completely clear on why you don't catch fire in the daylight.
I am half-human. My mother's name was Lisa, and she was mortal.
I would very much like to hear the story of how that happened.
[chuckles] She actually showed up, at his front door. She found the castle, and banged on the front door with the pommel of her knife.
Oh, she was remarkable. She beat on the door until my father let her in, and then demanded he teach her how to be a doctor-
[sits up] Wait, Dracula taught a human woman how to be a doctor? [chuckles scornfully] What was first, bloodletting?
God, you still think you're funny. My father-
-Is a man of science. A philosopher, a scholar. And knows things our society has forgotten three times over. Do you still not understand the enormity of what we're doing? He's gone mad. And from that, there is no recovering him.
It's a tragedy. He's a repository of centuries of learning. He could've changed the world; I think he might've, if Mother hadn't died. She'd sent him out into the world. That's why he wasn't there, when the Bishops took her.
She sent him to... travel. To learn the true state of the world, the true nature of humans and how they live.
Imagine if he could've aimed all that knowledge at improving lives... If the religious inquisition hadn't proved true, all of his worst instincts about humans.
And now he's going to use her death, as an excuse to destroy the world.
Oh, the world will still be here, Belmont. Trees will still grow, birds will still sing, animals will still hump away in the undergrowth. But you won't be here. And you won't be here. None of you. The sun will still set, but you will not see it rise. There will only be Dracula, and his War Council, and the hordes of the night. [pause] He writes in great books, you know. He hews the covers himself from oak, and wraps them in the preserved skin of the people who he hated most. And he writes plans; I've seen them. Ideas for darkening clouds, and making them as permanent in the air as the frost of the North. Great strange flying machines, that pull shrouds across the sky to block out the sun. Imagine it. A world without humans, under endless invented night. And Dracula in his castle... his revenge so horribly complete, that there is nothing left to do but look out over a world without art or memory or laughter, and know that he did his work well. That he did it all for love.
What was your Leon Belmont doing in Wallachia?
[darkly] Hunting Dracula.
...Here it all is, then. The last of us [notices a chest under a broken shelf] Bloody hell. Is that what I think it is?
Careful, Trevor. You almost sounded excited about something.
It couldn't be, could it?
[Trevor drags the chest from its resting place into the open, while Sypha keeps studying a tome. Trevor takes out a knife and uses it to break the lock off. He opens the chest, revealing a long metal chain with a handle on one end and spiked head on the other. Trevor picks it up.]
What on Earth is that ugly thing?
I don't believe they hid it. It's the Morning Star!
[going through one of the Belmonts' books] It's all here. You're right, this is quite amazing! [Notices Alucard is still staring at the vampire skulls] Isn't it? It's amazing.
[sarcastically] Charming.
You're not even a little bit impressed?
It's like a museum dedicated to the extermination of my people, so no. Not thrilled.
[Dracula sits alone in his study in front of the fireplace as Godbrand enters.]
GGodbrand
May I speak to you?
GGodbrand
I have a question.
GGodbrand
If you kill all the humans, what are we gonna eat?
GGodbrand
It's very simple, Dracula. If you kill all the humans, where does the continuing supply of human blood come from?
(exasperated sigh) I allow you to go on feeding raids when we change location. I have blood stored in cold canisters. There are animals in the lower levels. You won't go hungry, Godbrand.
GGodbrand
Not right now, no. But later. I don't want to be rationing myself on fucking pig blood.
GGodbrand
Pig blood gives me the shits. I'm sorry, but there it is.
You will be taken care of, Godbrand.
GGodbrand
Yes, of course. Right. Except, what if we're not? What if you just wanna kill all the humans and you don't leave us enough to keep in camps to feed from?
[Dracula rises up from his chair and walks threateningly towards Godbrand until the latter is backed against a wall.]
I will not be questioned by you. I have told you how it will be. The humans will die. You will be taken care of. Little Godbrand. Little vampire. Little parasite. Little boot weevil who delights in making noise and pretending he is important and dangerous. Are you going to continue questioning me? Are you going to fight me, little Godbrand?
[Dracula keeps his face just inches away from Godbrand.]
Then why are you still here making your little noises? Get out before I slit you up the middle and bite out your heart.
[Godbrand scurries out of the room while Dracula sits back down in his seat, breathing heavily and tired out.
Isaac. I feel like the tone of the War Hall is turning against me. Even Hector looks at me, as if he no longer knows me.
I have respect for Hector, but he is a gentle soul. He's still a little boy. Probably the same little boy who didn't understand why he was beaten for keeping pets.
[chuckles, sits next to him] Well... His pets were reanimated dead animals. One can understand any parent's discomfort, at a dead cat doing a dance in the living room.
He really only wants pets, you see. He really only understands pets. That's how he perceives your war. To cull humans back to a small population and then keep them in pens; he understands that.
That is partly my fault. He's a child in a man's body; that does make him easy to lie to.
You are Dracula. No one has a right to your true beliefs.
Not even me. You've given me purpose, and treated me with respect. A lie doesn't change that. You are unique; you don't owe anybody anything.
...You, Isaac, are the only one I've told the truth to. Because I believe you are the only one... who grasps the necessity of it all.
You rarely come to my working place. How can I be of service to you, Master Dracula?
[meets his eyes]... Are you still my friend?
...Then know, that you may be alone.
Where did you land the castle, Sypha?
(proudly) Right on top of us!
[The roof creaks. Alucard gives her a look.]
...Oh, yes. I landed it on the surface, right above this underground space that's probably only held up by wood and dirt. Let's go!
Alucard has entered the castle?
And a woman who stinks of magic. And a hunter. To your study. [they reach Dracula's study] Behind me, Dracula. They will not reach you while I live!
[astonished] You would give your mortal life to preserve my immortal one?
To save your genius, your knowledge, and your will? Without question. I am just a Forgemaster. Yours is the wisdom of ages.
... You are the greatest of your people, Isaac. [behind them, Dracula's magic mirror begins to assemble] You have a soul, I think. Perhaps that is more valuable to the world to come than a dusty collection of books and apparatus. Or perhaps you simply deserve a better fate than to die instead of me.
I choose my death, as I chose my life.
[puts a hand on Isaac's shoulder] Then, I regret only that I have taken a choice for you.
[He hurls Isaac through a mirror, teleporting him away from the castle.]
[The portal closes, leaving Isaac alone in the desert. In the castle, Dracula turns back to the doorway, where Alucard is standing]
[smirks] Because you say so?
It ends... in the name of my mother.
[sharply] It ENDURES in the name of your mother.
I told you before I won't let you do it. I grieve with you, but I won't let you commit genocide.
You couldn't stop me before.
[Trevor and Sypha enter the study beside Alucard.]
[The fight begins.]
[Dracula's fight with Alucard carries them into the latter's childhood bedroom in the castle. He freezes]
... It's your room. [his eyes clear] My boy. I'm- I... I'm killing my boy. Lisa... I'm killing our boy. We painted this room, we... made these toys. It's our boy, Lisa. Your greatest gift to me, and I'm killing him... I must already be dead.
[He does not resist as Alucard breaks off one of his bedposts, steps up to him and stakes him through the heart.]
[at an oasis in the desert]
Keep moving. I'm not in the mood.
BBandit
Well, what do we have here? It's thirsty, whatever it is. Don't drink the entire pool.
There is enough water for all.
BBandit
Oh, I don't care about all. I only care about us.
There will be plenty for you after I'm gone.
BBandit
But perhaps we want it all.
Yes, you probably do. Your kind always does.
2B2nd Bandit
I think the desert has left us a little gift, don't you?
BBandit
Put a rope around it. Drag it behind us. Perhaps we can sell it at the next town. Unless we get hungry between now and then, I suppose.
Is that really the best you have? Your best response to finding a lone stranger drinking at an oasis. Call him "it," and immediately draw plans to sell him or eat him?
BBandit
You don't matter. You don't deserve my best. You're just some drifting clump of shit I discovered on the road and I'll do with you as I wish. Only I and my friends here matter. You are simply meat.
BBandit
Oh, I'm sure you're human, Sir Philosopher of the Water Hole. I simply don't care.
[He draws his dagger, leaps onto the bandit's horse and slashes a huge wound in his chest. The other four bandits attack, and he easily kills them all.]
When I met you, you reeked of piss, blood and stale beer. You killed a monster largely by accident...
Hey, that took serious skills!
And then demanded alcohol before storming off like a toddler with a thistle up his back end.
Right-right, how does that even...?
Shh! And now, in the short time we have known each other, you have rediscovered yourself, and you've grown. Today might be the first time I felt like I was talking to an adult man. You're better than you were when I met you. Do you know why I think that is? It's because you're doing what you were born for. As insane as it sounds, this entire nightmare scenario has made you complete. I think you should see it through... with me.
Yes. You could be my handsome sidekick or mascot. Imagine that. If you didn't talk much, people would think you were my deformed pet bear and throw you free food.
