:14:01
It is no laughing matter!
:14:07
We Draculs have a right to be proud.
:14:11
No devil was greater than Attila,
whose blood flows in these veins.
:14:21
Blood ...
:14:27
... is too precious a thing
in these times.
:14:35
The warlike days are over.
:14:41
The victories of my great race
are but a tale to be told.
:14:51
I am the last of my kind.
:14:57
I have offended you
with my ignorance. Forgive me.
:15:14
I long to go through the crowded
streets of your mighty London.
:15:20
To be in the midst of the whirl
and the rush of humanity.
:15:24
To share its life, its changes ...
its death.
:15:30
There. You, Count ...
:15:35
... are the owner of Carfax Abbey.
Congratulations.
:15:40
Your firm writes most highly
of your talents.
:15:45
They say
you are a man of good ... taste.
:15:52
And that you are a worthy substitute
to your predecessor, Mr. Renfield.
:15:59
You may rely on me.