Later that night, Lucy's Bedroom: Mina prepares to leave as Lucy prepares for bed.
MINA: "It reminds me of the broken battlements of my own castle...in Transylvania." Oh, Lucy, you're so romantic!
LUCY: Laugh all you like. I think he's fascinating.
MINA: Oh, I suppose he's all right, but give me someone a little more normal.
LUCY: Like John?
MINA: Yes, dear, like John.
LUCY: Count Dracula! Transylvania!
MINA: Well, Countess, I'll leave you to your Count and his ruined abbey. Good night, Lucy.
LUCY: Good night, dear.
Mina exits. Lucy opens the windows. Dracula peers up at Lucy's open window. Lucy lies down on her bed. The Bat enters. Dracula materializes and approaches Lucy.
The next day, an autopsy theatre.
DOCTOR: Another death! Dr. Seward, when did Miss Western have the last transfusion?
SEWARD: About four hours ago.
DOCTOR: An unnatural loss of blood which we've been powerless to check. On the throat of each victim, the same two marks.
Several days later, the grounds of the Seward Sanitarium, Renfield screams O.S.
FEMALE PATIENT: He probably wants his flies again.
Renfield's Room: Renfield pleads with Martin [Charles K. Gerrard].
RENFIELD: No, Martin, please. Please, don't, Martin. No, Martin, please. Please, Martin. No, Martin. Oh, Martin, please. No, No, Martin, please. No, Martin. Martin, don't.
MARTIN: Here, give it to me.
RENFIELD: Don't throw my spider away from me. Oh, Martin, oh!
MARTIN: Ain't you ashamed, now, ain't ya? Spiders now, ain't it? Flies ain't good enough?
RENFIELD: Flies? Flies? Poor puny things. Who wants to eat flies?
MARTIN: You do, you loony!
RENFIELD: Not when I can get nice fat spiders.
MARTIN: All right, have it your own way.
Meanwhile, at the Sanitarium Laboratory, Van Helsing [Edward van Sloan], Seward, and doctors analyze a blood sample.
HELSING: Gentlemen, we are dealing with the undead.
HELSING: Yes, nosferatu, the undead, the vampire. The vampire attacks the throat. It leaves two little wounds, white with red centers. Dr. Seward, your patient Renfield, whose blood I have just analyzed, is obsessed with the idea that he must devour living things in order to sustain his own life.
SEWARD: But Professor Van Helsing, modern medical science does not admit of such a creature. The vampire is a pure myth, superstition.
HELSING: I may be able to bring you proof that the superstition of yesterday can become the scientific reality of today.
Later that afternoon, Van Helsing and Seward confer in Seward's office.
SEWARD: But Professor, Renfield's cravings have always been for small living things. Nothing human.
HELSING: As far as we know, Doctor. But you tell me that he escapes from his room. He's gone for hours. Where does he go?
Renfield and Martin enter.
HELSING: Well, Mr. Renfield, you are looking much better than you did this morning when I arrived.
RENFIELD: Thanks, I'm feeling much better.
HELSING: I am here to help you. You understand that, do you not?
RENFIELD (shakes hands with Helsing): Why, of course, and I am very grateful. (drops Helsing's hand) Keep your filthy hands to yourself!
SEWARD: Now, now, Renfield.
RENFIELD: Oh, Dr. Seward, send me away from this place. Send me far away!
HELSING: Why are you so anxious to get away?
RENFIELD: My cries at night. They might disturb Miss Mina.
RENFIELD: They might give her bad dreams, Professor Van Helsing, bad dreams.
Sunset, the crypt at Carfax Abbey: Dracula rises from his coffin. Meanwhile, Van Helsing, Seward and Martin discuss Renfield in Seward's Office. We hear a Wolf call O.S.
HELSING: That sounded like a wolf.
SEWARD: Yes, it did, but I hardly think there are wolves so near London.
MARTIN: He thinks they're wolves. Me, I've heard 'em howl at night before. He thinks they're talking to him. He howls and howls back at 'em. He's crazy!
HELSING: I might have known. I might have known. We know why the wolves talk, do we not, Mr. Renfield? And we know how we can make them stop.
Van Helsing holds up a sprig of wolfbane, Renfield screams and turns away.
RENFIELD: You know too much to live, Van Helsing.
SEWARD: Now, now, Renfield.
HELSING: We will get no more out of him now for a while.
SEWARD: Take him away, Martin.
MARTIN: On your way, old fly eater.
RENFIELD: I'm warning you, Dr. Seward. If you don't send me away, you must answer for what will happen to Miss Mina!
SEWARD: All right, Martin.
MARTIN: Come along, now, come along.
SEWARD: What was that herb that excited him so?
HELSING: Wolfbane. It is a plant that grows in central Europe. The natives there use it to protect themselves against vampires.
SEWARD: Renfield reacted very violently to its scent.
HELSING: Seward, I want you to have Renfield closely watched by day and night, especially by night.
That night, Renfield is lying in his bed at the Sanitarium, crying. Dracula enters through Renfield's window. We hear a Wolf call O.S.
RENFIELD: Yes, master. Master, you've come back. Oh, master, please. Please don't ask me to do that. Don't. Not her. Please, please don't, master. Don't, please. Please. Oh, don't.
Later that night, Mina's bedroom: Mina lies asleep in her bed. Dracula enters.
Several evenings later, the Seward Parlour: Mina and Harker sit on couch.
MINA: I laid in bed for quite a while...reading. And just as I was commencing to get drowsy, I heard dogs howling. And when the dream came, it seemed the whole room was filled with mist. It was so thick, I could just see the lamp by the bed, a tiny spark in the fog. And then I saw two red eyes staring at me and a white livid face came down out of the mist. It came closer and closer. I felt breath on my face...and then, its lips!
HARKER: Dear, it was only a dream.
Van Helsing and Seward enter.
MINA: And then in the morning, I felt so weak. It seemed as if all the life had been drained out of me.
HARKER: Darling, we're going to forget all about these dreams and think about something cheerful, aren't we?
HELSING: Allow me.
HARKER: Certainly, Professor.
HELSING: Think for a moment. Is there anything that might have brought this dream on?
HARKER (whispering to Seward): Doctor, there's something troubling Mina, something she won't tell us.
HELSING: And the face in the dream...you say it seemed to come closer and closer? The lips touched you? Where? Is there anything the matter with your throat?
MINA: Why, no, but I...!
HELSING: Permit me.
MINA: Oh, no, please!
HELSING: Yes...yes...How long have you had those little marks?
HARKER: Marks? Mina, why didn't you let us know?
HELSING: Do not excite her. Well, Miss Mina?
MINA: Since the morning after the dream.
HARKER: What could have caused them, Professor?
MAID [Joan Standing] (enters): Count Dracula!
DRACULA (enters): It's good to see you back again, Doctor. I heard you had just arrived. You, Miss Mina, you're looking exceptionally...
HELSING: Pardon me, Dr. Seward, but I think Miss Mina should go to her room at once.
MINA: Professor Van Helsing, I don't believe it's as important as you seem to think it is.
SEWARD: Excuse me. Count Dracula...Professor Van Helsing.
DRACULA: Van Helsing. A most distinguished scientist whose name we know...even in the wilds of Transylvania.
MINA: I had a frightful dream a few nights ago, and I don't seem to be able to get it out of my mind.
DRACULA: I hope you haven't taken my stories too seriously?
DRACULA: Yes. In my humble effort to amuse your fiance, Mr. Harker, I was telling her some rather...grim tales of my far off country.
HARKER: I can imagine.
MINA: Why, John!
Harker opens a cigarette case with a mirrored top. Van Helsing notices that Dracula casts no reflection.
DRACULA: I can quite understand Mr. Harker. I'm sorry.
SEWARD: I'm afraid it's quite serious. My dear, I'm sure Count Dracula will excuse you. You must go to your room, as Professor Van Helsing suggests.
MINA: Oh, but really, father, I'm feeling quite well.
DRACULA: You had better do...as your father advises.
Harker notes that Dracula casts no reflection.
MINA: Very well. Good night. John.
DRACULA: Miss Mina, may I call later to inquire how you are feeling?
MINA: Why, yes, thank you.
DRACULA: I'm sorry, Doctor. My visit was so ill-timed.
SEWARD: Not at all.
HELSING: On the contrary, it may prove to be most enlightening. In fact, before you go, you can be of definite service.
DRACULA: Anything I can do, gladly.
HELSING: A moment ago, I stumbled upon a most amazing phenomenon...something so incredible, I mistrust my own judgement. Look.
Van Helsing holds a mirror to Dracula.
DRACULA (slaps the mirror to the floor): Dr. Seward, my humble apology. I dislike mirrors. Van Helsing will explain. For one who has not lived even a single lifetime, you are a wise man, Van Helsing.
SEWARD: What on earth caused that?
HARKER: Did you see the look on his face? Like a wild animal!
SEWARD: Wild animal? Like a madman!
HARKER: What's that running across the lawn? Looks like a huge dog!
HELSING: Or a wolf?
HARKER: A wolf?
HELSING: He was afraid we might follow.
HELSING: Sometimes they take the form of wolves but generally of bats.
HARKER: What are you talking about?
HARKER: But what's Dracula got to do with wolves and bats?
HELSING: Dracula is our vampire.
SEWARD: But surely, Professor.
HELSING: The vampire casts no reflection in the glass. That is why Dracula smashed the mirror.
HARKER: I don't mean to be rude but that's the sort of thing I expect one of the patients here to say.
HELSING: Yes, and that is what your English doctors would say, your police. The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him.