Is this your silver stake? How long has it been?
300, 400 years? You don’t remember, do you? Exactly what is it
I should be remembering? You are the great Van Helsing. Trained by monks and mullahs
from Tibet to Istanbul. Protected by Rome herself. But, like me, hunted by all others. The Knights of the Holy Order
know all about you. It’s no surprise
you would know about me. Yes, but it’s much more than this. We have such history,
you and I, Gabriel. DRACULA: Have you ever wondered why
you have such horrible nightmares? Horrific scenes
of ancient battles past. How do you know me? – Velkan.
– Anna. No. Don’t unstrap me. Don’t unstrap me! No, you must not! No! Stop! Stop it.
I’m getting you out of here. Velkan, it’s all right.
I’m taking you home. So would you like me
to refresh your memory a little? A few details from your sordid past. Perhaps that is a conversation
for another time. Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am Count Vladislaus Dragulia. Born 1422. Murdered 1462.