Passport.
Papers no good. No pass.
Uh, no. The, uh...
The visas are in the passports.
They've been signed and stamped.
I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Daughter. Problem.
I wonder, can we settle this?
If I were to, um...
It's okay.
I know this isn't ideal.
It's taken Dr. Bergson and myself 10 years
to get permission to remove the murals.
I think you'll be really excited to see the castle.
It hasn't been touched since it was closed in 1917.
It's pristine.
Dr. Hill?
Hello, I am Miss Eva Pasztor.
How nice to meet you.
I've made dinner, please come in and eat
while the car is unloaded.
Oh, this is Miss Pasztor, your tutor.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Uh, Lara,
what is your most favorite subject in school?
Lara gets good grades
in most subjects, but she's easily distracted.
Her last school had difficulty keeping her focused.
Lara?
This place is a little less civilized than I'd imagined.
If you don't want to stay...
It's fine.
-That was a nice trip, wasn't it? -Hmm.
It'll be good to see Anna and her dad again.
They should be here sometime tomorrow.
You and Anna will get a chance...
I didn't do it.
What my school said,
I didn't push that girl.
No, of course you didn't.
You get some rest.
- Mommy. - Shh.
Quiet now.
I won't let them hurt you.
I'm taking you home.
Shh.
I'm taking you home.
Carmilla.
Lara, I'm busy.
Can you find Miss Pasztor?
Good morning, Dr. Hill.
Morning.
What a wonderful room.
Yes, this was the heart of the sanatorium.
The wealthy traveled for days to rest in Styria's healing waters
hoping for a cure for their tuberculosis.
And then, when Volker Zukunft came here to paint this mural
he ended up being diagnosed with consumption, as well.
Oh, it's lovely.
And now, Professor Bergson and I will be the first
to reveal Zukunft's final works
to the rest of the world.
There's this mural here
and then there's a second one
which we'll be preparing for transport.
And, intriguingly,
there's a rumored third.
Lara, please don't touch.
What was that?
I don't know.
You out of your mind?
No, Dr. Hill!
Tell this Neanderthal
that I've been officially granted permission.
I'm glad to see everyone getting along so well.
The great Dr. Walter Hill, who has traveled so far
to bring our cultural heritage to the world.
Pleasure to meet you.
General, we were promised a week's uninterrupted access
- and these men have started demolishing. Mmm.
Come, Lara, let's go.
Oh...
And the lovely Lara Hill.
-Dr. Bergson and I will never permit... -Dr. Bergson? Dr. Bergson?
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
I am afraid I'm carrying all the black letters today.
His entrance was refused.
"Denied entrance."
Suspected spy? This is preposterous.
This is a work of collaboration.
What about Anne? She has to be...
Quiet, Lara!
He's Professor Emeritus,
who rarely leaves England.
His contribution to this work is vital!
Lara?
Lara, are you sure you're okay?
Oh.
Give the learned man room to work.
So, I must attend to my other duties,
but if there's a problem, let me know and I will fix it.
The discovery of this walled-in stairwell
is a revelation.
Schell, in his book, claims that the castle was built
on a Roman bathhouse,
but these columns suggest an even earlier structure.
- And this muck... - Can I be excused?
Lara... "May I be excused?"
Dr. Hill, perhaps you could give us a tour of the grounds
-and tell us... -No, I'd rather look around alone.
Dr. Hill,
what is her mother like?
- Her mother? - Mmm.
We don't talk about her.
Look out!
Hello?
You okay?
Come on, come out, it's okay.
Look...
Come out, it's all right.
Come on.
Do you speak English?
No?
Let's... Let's go up to the castle and...
-I don't know, we'll call the police or something. -No.
But someone just tried to kill you. Look, I'm...
No!
No police.
Okay, look, I promise.
You can just come inside at least. I mean...
God. You're hurt.
Come on.
You're okay, you're okay.
You know, my dad could help, he's...
What, like he'd know?
You hurt?
I'll go get some first aid.
Lara?
What's going on?
You hurt?
No, it's just a little scrape, that's all.
I can sort it out myself.
I just... - Don't worry, I'm fine. Good night.
Oh, all right, all right, all right.
Good night.
It's all right. I... I didn't tell anyone.
What happened in that car?
Lara?
Just wait one second.
Lara, are you sure you're okay?
Yes, of course.
It's just a small scratch. That's all.
Just getting ready for bed.
Your father is working
and I'm leaving for the night.
Okay, well, thank you, Miss Pasztor.
- Okay. - Good night.
I've, um...
I've... I've got some clothes that you could change into.
My name is Carmilla.
Oh, hi.
I'm Lara.
Those clothes look better on you than they do on me.
Do you go to school?
I did, but was made to leave.
Me too!
Yeah, I've been going to this stupid boarding school since I was six, but...
Ah! I got into trouble and I had to come on this trip with my dad.
And now we do what we want.
How did you get in that accident?
How did you get expelled?
Where are we going?
You must trust me.
Wow.
It's really beautiful.
What is this place?
A place for viewing.
It's really lovely.
This is the best place in the world.
My family was always traveling, until we came here.
I've never seen so many stars.
Hmm, this is a good feeling.
The night in my veins.
Carmilla!
Good morning, Lara.
Hmm.
This place makes people nervous.
Stories they tell...
Vile acts of every kind.
You haven't seen nothing strange
with those lovely blue eyes?
Another pretty stranger, perhaps?
Can I help?
Oh...
The man of the house.
Yes, I had some questions for you.
We can talk outside.
Sure.
Morning.
General, I would appreciate it
if you wouldn't talk morbidly around my daughter.
This daughter of yours wanders our forests at night.
Perhaps you should be more responsible...
Lara doesn't wander.
Hmm...
I'm looking for a young girl.
She's an orphan. She ran away and we fear for her safety.
Orphan?
She is unstable.
Locals worry she might hurt herself.
We don't have all your luxuries of the west.
Our greatest value is community.
You are strangers here, outsiders,
but when something happens to one person,
the entire community suffers.
And I cannot allow that.
I'm sorry, I haven't seen anyone.
Hmm.
Tell Miss Pasztor, I will be joining you for dinner.
You haven't been going out at night, have you?
Dad!
Got you some lunch.
Thank you.
Nice.
What are you looking for?
Uh, Zukunft's room. I thought I'd be able to tell from this blueprint, but...
Hey, look at this!
What is it?
Could it...
Yes.
Wonderful, Lara.
This could change everything!
This discovery will radically alter
the perception of Zukunft's work.
Unfortunately, the mural is
embedded a plaster wall,
and I'm going to need
additional time to remove it safely.
I'm afraid your discovery comes too little, too late.
But...
Of course, you could drive to our beautiful capital,
wrestle for days, only to find this decision
was made months ago in a basement in Moscow.
And by then, this edifice will be rubble.
It's out of both of our hands.
We have no choice but to accept.
This mural requires...
Please, please, please, please.
Don't argue after a meal.
It upsets the digestion.
And since this "masterpiece," as you call it,
will soon be dust,
this is our last chance to drink like our decadent ancestors.
Allow us to enjoy it.
Nasdrovia!
Expecting someone, Lara?
Hmm?
Papa,
is she old enough for boys?
It is the duty of the patriarch
to ensure the guidance of our young women.
One cannot let the devil take root in these lovely creatures.
They need a firm hand
to be tamed. Protected.
Wouldn't you agree?
Protected? Yes, of course.
Of course, of course.
Then you will help me.
I am greatly worried about little Carmilla.
Hmm.
Have you seen a young blond girl, Lara?
How is that any of your business, hmm?
This is not a war zone and you are not a police officer.
-So what authority do you have here? -War or not,
you can trust I have authority in these matters.
To guide young women?
Guide them how?
Drive them where?
There, you see it?
The devil.
Never mind all that.
I understand you used to teach
at the famous Cambridge University?
Yes. That's right.
Why would one stop teaching
at such a prestigious institution?
I needed to devote more time to publishing
and my schedule wouldn't allow me to.
Uh-huh.
Not for extracurricular activities
with a young, lovely exchange student?
I needed some time off.
Oh.
Don't be shy with us.
You're a stallion!
Surrounded by all that temptation.
Yes, yes, yes. I understand.
A hard working man needs stress relief, yeah.
But of course, when you throw caution to the wind,
there are consequences.
General, it's late.
Yes, yes, yes.
We men, have work to do.
But don't worry, Lara,
your father did
the honorable thing and married
this lovely young girl,
with her delicate state.
How did you find out about this place?
About the murals?
Your mother told me.
When she was a young girl,
she visited the castle.
Why didn't you tell me she was from here, hmm?
Why did I have to find out about you and Mum from that... That man?
Wasn't at all like he said.
She was very beautiful.
She had a power, vitality just seemed to bubble out of her.
But she could also be...
That's all in the past.
I have a lot of work to do.
We'll talk later.
I found something wonderful for us.
Come on.
Come on, I want to show you something.
You just left me out there.
I had to find my way back alone.
Then you have a good sense of direction.
People don't do that to each other. It's not right.
Hush now.
I brought you a present to make up for my cruelty.
Ta-da!
Ah, lovely.
Guests always drink first.
Oh, come on! Don't waste my precious slivovitz.
Made in the cleanest bathtubs from ripe plums
and old women's spit.
Anyway, that creepy General
is looking for a girl named Carmilla.
What is that picture?
My mother took it, in the mirror.
It's the only one I have.
And where is she now?
We... We don't really talk at all, ever.
Why?
Well, uh...
When I was little,
this crazy woman broke into our house and attacked me.
After that, my mother had a nervous breakdown
and then she left...
Left us.
Do you get along with the Professor?
I don't know. I mean... Well, this is the most time
I've spent with him since I was little, so...
He's so into his work, nothing else matters.
There are only two types of men,
fools and beasts.
Your father is just a fool.
Yeah, I guess he is.
How about your parents?
Same as all parents.
To a world of neither fools nor beasts.
Come on.
What are they?
Dancing gowns.
100 years old.
You must pull it very, very, very tight.
Okay.
It tickles.
Oh, no. Did I ruin it?
Oh...
Oh, don't worry. It's very old.
All right.
Oh!
Up. Oh!
What...
What is that?
- Oh, it's nothing. - What's that?
It's really, really stupid. Don't. Seriously.
Show me.
No. Please, no. It's...
This is very strange.
In the olden days, when someone was sick,
they went to a man who would
bleed them with a razor.
That would get rid of the bad blood that made them ill.
Maybe you just have some bad blood.
I understand that desire,
to have control, power over something.
They try to possess us,
break us.
Those who don't resist learn to live with the misery
for the rest of their broken lives.
There's a real beast here.
A cannibal.
He devours his own and no one
does anything to stop him.
Some powder, I think. Ladies never saw the sun and were very pale.
No...
That's not talcum powder.
That is the Professor's foot powder.
What? Oh!
Lara, what are you doing?
I'm just in the bathroom.
Is someone with you, I...
I'm in the bathroom, leave me alone!
Oh, all right, I... All right.
Not bad, school girl.
He's a fool.
You think he's still out there?
I don't know.
You want me to swim in that?
It smells like sewage and it is freezing out here.
Coward.
Mmm, it's perfect.
Aren't you afraid someone will see?
Who?
No one lives near here and the Professor is measuring his bricks.
Okay, well, turn around.
Whoo!
Oh!
Oh, it's so warm.
It's bubbling against my skin.
Like swimming in champagne.
Mmm.
Something touched my foot.
Now you're not doing any of that?
That's really not funny.
What is it?
Statues?
Those idiot workers
tore them off their pedestals and threw them in.
Look at that.
First day of winter.
This is so unreal.
I don't think we'll make it back into the house without freezing.
We should just stay here.
What, frozen in the ice, like those statues?
No.
One...
Two...
Three!
Wait!
I want to show you something.
What? No...
Come on, I'm freezing. Please don't.
Come on.
- What are you doing? - Shh.
Listen.
I really don't think we should be down here.
The legend of Styria is that in the elder days, on this spot,
one hundred virgins were sacrificed into a dry well.
Soon, healing waters came up from the fertile ground.
Every 100 years, new virgins are needed to replenish.
You're not a virgin, are you?
You've screwed at least one boy, right?
Then you're safe.
There is something far more dangerous in here.
An ancient crypt.
Whose?
The Karnsteins.
The vampires.
The villagers tried to kill them, but they missed one
and she's still down here...
Right now.
Wanna know my secret?
Carmilla, don't tease.
Carmilla?
Carmilla, you okay?
Carmilla, where are you?
God.
Relax. It's not feeding time.
That really hurt.
I would have, but you're too scared.
You would have curdled the blood.
Tastes best when it's freely given by lovers.
Come on, my crypt is close.
No, I can't. I'm going back.
Fine.
Be a coward.
Go home to your daddy, you spineless shit!
Please, don't be like that!
Carmilla!
Carmilla, please!
I was so worried.
Carmilla?
Carmilla!
Carmilla?
What's going on? Why are you acting so strange?
Why won't you talk to me?
What is that?
It's okay.
Come over here.
- Join us. - Join us.
Lara, have you seen Miss...
Lara?
Lara, wake up.
- Stop it! - Lara.
What are you doing?
I don't know.
Come on.
What happened?
I don't know.
You don't know?
You've obviously been outside.
- What were you doing? - Nothing, I...
I think I just had a nightmare, that's all.
I'm just really tired.
I can finish cleaning up, by myself.
That cough is not good.
Lara, this is not a healthy environment for you.
I was thinking that maybe you should go
to Vienna for a few days
and stay with my friend, Birgitt.
Birgitt?
I had a nightmare. I'm fine.
Look, I'll stay in bed all day,
I'll drink tea and I'll get better, okay?
I'm sorry, but I'm not sure that drinking tea is...
Please, would you just let me stay? I mean, look,
when I'm better I could help you.
You know, I helped you find the mural
and I can cook. But, please I really don't want to go.
Okay, okay. Take it easy.
I'll get some rest.
Dad?
What is that?
It's the peasants
and their idiotic superstitions.
So you're talking again?
They're ridiculous.
Why do they obsess with death?
Everybody dies.
They're sad, they're upset.
That looks like Miss Pasztor.
Where are they going?
To the graveyard for suicides.
They think she's damned.
She's damned better off than them.
She?
Did you know her?
Did I?
Did we cause this?
Do you want to have caused it?
No, of course not.
I'd never hurt anyone.
I... We were just...
You'd never hurt anyone?
Hmm...
Then why were you kicked out of school?
Huh?
You're being horrible.
Lara, what are you doing here?
What happened?
My niece died last night.
I'm sorry.
- How did it happen? - Why are you asking?
- What are you doing here? - Sorry, I just...
Look, that girl, Carmilla,
- she's been trying to... - My niece is dead
and you are asking about that thieving gypsy?
If you want to, just go play with her.
You're causing trouble. Leave now!
- I'm sorry. I just... - Leave us alone!
Dad?
You shouldn't be alone on the road. Get in.
"Dear Birgitt, I hope you are well.
"I am sorry I am unable to meet you.
"Please accompany Lara and these forms
"to Bethlem Mental.
"Suffering from depression, social anxiety,
"self-injurious behavior.
"Mother, Nina Hill.
"Undiagnosed post-partum depression.
"Attempted homicide. Committed suicide."
No, no, no, no, no!
I will call your friend in Vienna and make arrangements
to have your daughter taken to the border tomorrow.
Sorry, it took me so long. I got a bit lost.
While you were out,
I saw a funeral drive past the castle.
These logs are a bit damp.
But they should do the job.
The funeral went into the woods.
Communists don't believe in God,
so they closed most of the churches,
except for a few in the outskirts.
There's probably an old church somewhere up the road.
A girl's coffin.
Suicide.
Dwelling on these things won't do you any good.
You want to get better, don't you?
Those are my books.
In 1861, a young woman,
Petra Vlajna, killed herself.
She later reappeared and convinced
twelve other girls to commit suicide.
You shouldn't go through my things.
It says the church sent out a Bishop to investigate,
but by the time he got there,
all the bodies were burned and the suicides had stopped.
That etching that you have upstairs is about the exact same thing
happening 400 years earlier.
The same image
is on the mural and in my dreams.
I told you, they're just stories.
These are things that happened.
Why do you hide everything from me?
Why can't you tell me the truth?
If you'd taken the trouble to read a little further,
you would see that the author says,
they are suicide clusters,
symptoms of mass hysteria. That's it.
Nothing strange or supernatural
about any of it.
I'm not crazy.
No one said you were.
There wasn't another woman, was there?
It was Mum.
She's the one who tried to kill me, isn't she?
Lara.
You lied. You told me that she'd left.
She did leave.
- She left us both. - Oh, get out!
You were so young, I...
-Just leave me alone. -I didn't know how to tell you.
Just get out.
How could I tell you?
Just get out!
Why are you back in bed?
I'm sick.
I'm messed up.
What's wrong with me?
You can't be sick.
There's so much we can do right now.
- Let's go. - No, you go on.
You don't understand, I have to... I can't.
I do understand.
It's time for
the true healing of Styria.
Help me.
What happens now?
Ugh! That smell again. - I like it.
The smell of the earth.
Get in.
It's hot.
- Are you getting in? - No, it's for you.
I don't get sick.
I don't want to go where he's sending me.
I don't want to...
You don't have to do what he wants.
They're terrified
to think you have strength and power.
That you can decide for yourself.
The world is full of hate and loneliness.
We're the lucky ones.
We can escape it.
You afraid of dying?
No.
Of course not.
My grandmother used to tell me stories
about creatures, not birds, but the insects that fly.
Butterflies?
Yes.
Butterflies start as disgusting worms.
Caterpillars.
Caterpillars become butterflies,
one thousand times more beautiful.
But when butterflies die,
they become something even more beautiful.
Something so beautiful,
most people can't see them.
They become like angels.
It's too hot.
Careful, I'm sick.
I'm not afraid.
Ah!
Carmilla?
Dad? Hello?
Ugh! Wake up, you pathetic drunk.
I'm not going to let you send me to Bethlem.
I'm leaving.
Not that you care.
Dad?
Dad? You okay?
You're freezing.
I'll go get some help.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Miss Pasztor.
Hello.
Look, look, please.
You have to help me, okay?
I have to find Miss Pasztor. My dad is really sick.
Please, my dad's really sick. I need your help.
Go around the back.
What's happening here?
Five girls are dead
and several young women have become violent.
- People blame you. - What do you mean?
They say you are breaking into houses, poisoning animals,
- making them sick. - But I would never...
-It's not me, it's Carmilla. -Carmilla?
The disgusting witch? Hides in the castle,
-steals our food, causes trouble. -She's just a girl.
Doesn't she need your help?
She is not from here.
How did those other girls die?
Istvan.
Behind those trees, there's a path that goes straight to the castle.
-But my dad, he needs help. We need a car. -I will do my best.
Okay.
Be careful.
Carmilla?
Open the door, you idiotic child!
Open the door!
- Hurry! Open the door! - General?
Yes! There is no time, we need to leave!
Is Miss Pasztor with you?
Please, Dad, wake up! Dad, please!
Lara?
Lara, I want to help you.
Lara!
Everyone is blaming you. But I can help.
I want to help.
Lara?
I can help you!
He's coming to hurt you.
To tear us apart.
The beast. The monster.
No. You're dead.
I saw you. You're...
You saw what?
That body?
That rotting husk?
Leave me alone.
-What have you done to this place? -Me?
Not much.
You on the other hand...
I never hurt anyone.
We both know that's not true.
I don't want this. My father and I...
Your father is dead.
No.
Do you think with all your scars,
you were ever going to live with him?
An asylum, where they fry your brain,
that's where he was sending you.
They want to crush us, to poison us.
They're jealous of our beauty, of our world.
Come with me.
Come.
If we're together nothing can hurt us.
There's a shining palace
hidden in these rotting walls.
It's not too late.
You can join me.
If you don't join me,
you'll always belong to their world.
That man will take what is sacred in you.
- And you'll be alone. - I don't know.
No one will love you like I do.
Stop it, let go of me.
Shh! I know you must be very frightened.
Don't worry, I will take care of you.
I will find you a place to live.
You're going to be okay.
I don't want to lose any more of you.
Shh, I won't let him hurt you.
I'm taking you home.
Did you know my mother?
Intimately.
But don't worry anymore.
I will take care of you.
Ah!
Lara! Please, Lara.
Please... Please, Lara, let's leave this place.
You don't want this.
You don't!
It's not your fault. I'm sorry.
Your mother didn't know what she was doing.
She wasn't well.
I will take care of you,
no matter what.
I love you.
Let's go home.