INT. CASTLE - CORRIDORS - NIGHT
Mira and Erzsebet walk hand in hand - no confusing maze of hallways and dead ends anymore.
Where are we going, Beta?
Erzsebet looks at the amulet, waiting herself. She finally reaches out to touch it, then looks back to Mira.
It doesn’t mean anything to you, does it?
Yes. It is.
We should hurry to the stables, and leave
before Janos realizes we’ve gone.
You’re coming with me, of course. I couldn’t
leave you here.
Janos stands in the center of the corridor ten feet away, waiting for them. Calm, warm and amiable. Mira FREEZES.
I know you’ve had quite a shock, but
please, just listen.
Thank you for bring her to me, Beta.
What can you possibly want from me?
Nothing, my child.
Mira cannot speak, cannot blink. Samuel beams at her - healthy and pink, no sign anything had ever happened to him.
Come here and give me a kiss.
You were hurt. There was blood. I...I saw you die.
Am I not standing right here in front of you?
Your hands are cold.
Then warm them up.
Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how!
A much smaller and cozier affair than the large dining hall. A rough wooden table, no artistically arranged food. A roaring FIRE in the hearth.
Samuel eats with a huge appetite. Mira watches him as though he might vanish if she blinks.
I cannot thank you enough for what you have done, Mira. You
know what agony, what torture it is to see your family in
danger. Little Beta is my cousin, and to see her
chained up, to know Bathory’s plans for her...
But you did nothing.
Just as I used the bodies of Bathory’s sons to
keep him out of the chapel, he used my blood to
keep me away from him. When I told you I could not
harm him, I meant it quite literally.
So you did kill his sons?
Certainly not. It is very difficult for our kind to reproduce. There
are so few of us that we nearly all take human
mates, but that introduces great weaknesses
into the blood. Most children do not survive, as was
the case with Bathory’s sons.
What did he do to him?
Drained most of his blood, replaced it with his own.
I barely remember any of it. What I do remember is
more like a bad dream than anything that actually
happened to me.
I don’t understand. I saw him die.
You saw the last of Bathory’s evil leave him.
Usually when that happens the servant dies, but...
It’s a miracle.
So what happens now?
We rebuild. This castle has fallen into appalling disrepair.
The duties and responsibilities a Count holds
to his land, his people, have gone unfulfilled for far too long.
And what do you want from me?
My life has been quite lonely, and you have been a good
friend, Mira. Stay, and help us.
(nods to Samuel)
We have a life together, down in the village.
A miserable life! Cold and wet and hungry. Think how
much more comfortable our lives could be here -
we could have a whole wing to ourselves!
Mira looks down at her plate. Simple, hearty fare, but it still looks scrumptious. Except for the single FLY circling over the plate.
I’ll have to think about it.
Of course! Take all the time you need. And if you should
choose to leave us, know you will always be able to
call on me for assistance. I will never be able to repay
the debt I owe you.