Van Helsing: Now close your eyes, your pretty eyes - The evening sun is sinking. And you can feel the things he feels, and only you can give a voice to the thoughts in the mind of the waking un-dead.
Dracula: Oh, it's dark. I hear the sound of water still...
Mina: I hear the sound of water still - But water passing through the land. Cut along The water rushes past my head I hear voices, but what's being said is not something I understand. Something else... There's something else I can't quite hear...
Dracula: Just let me whisper in your ear: I'll be waiting for you!
Van Helsing: Go on, go on - I command you! Tell me what's there in your mind!
Mina: Sorry, What is it you're saying? What have I said? What have I done? I was asleep.
Van Helsing: I beg you, please! Forgive me, please! But every daqn and sun-set We have this chance - One fleeting chance when only you can give a voice to the thoughts in the mind of the waking un-dead.