No, no, Master! I wasn't going to say anything! I told them nothing! I'm loyal to you, Master!
I'm loyal to you Master, I 'm your slave, I didn't betray you! Oh no, don't! Don't kill me! Let me live, please! Punish me, torture me, but let me live! I can't die with all those lives on my conscience! All that blood on my hands!
[Overhearing Van Helsing discussing vampires] Isn't this a strange conversation, for men who aren't crazy?
You know too much to live, Van Helsing!
Master, we're here. You can't hear what I'm saying but we're here. We're safe.
I'm warning you doctor Seward! If you don't send me away you must answer for what will happen to miss Mina.
Keep your filthy hands to yourself!
Master, the sun is gone!
You will keep your promise when we get to London, won't you, Master? You will see that I get lives? Not human lives, but small ones. With blood in them. I'll be loyal to you, Master. I'll be loyal.
I didn't lead them here, Master! I didn't know, I swear!
Renfield: Oh. It's really good to see you. I don't know what happened to the driver and my luggage,and... well, and with all this, I thought I was in the wrong place.
Count Dracula: I bid you welcome.
[Dracula goes up the stairs. Renfield starts to follow him. Suddenly, Dracula hears wolves howling.]
Count Dracula: Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make.
[Dracula goes up the steps, and waits for Renfield, who without difficulty, cuts open a huge spider's web using his walking stick.]
Count Dracula: The spider spinning his web for the unwary fly. The blood is the life, Mr. Renfield.
Renfield: Why, er... yes.
Renfield: He came and stood below my window in the moonlight. And he promised me things, not in words, but by doing them.
Abraham Van Helsing: Doing them?
Renfield: By making them happen. A red mist spread over the lawn, coming on like a flame of fire! And then he parted it, and I could see that there were thousands of rats, with their eyes blazing red, like his, only smaller. Then he held up his hand, and they all stopped, and I thought he seemed to be saying: "Rats! Rats! Rats! Thousands! Millions of them! All red-blood! All these will I give you! If you will obey me!"
Abraham Van Helsing: What did he want you to do?
Renfield: That which has already been done! [giggles sinisterly]
Mina Seward: [doing an impression of Dracula] "It reminds me of the broken battlements of my own castle in Transylvania." [chuckles] Oh, Lucy, you're so romantic!
Lucy Weston: Laugh all you like. I think he's fascinating.
Mina Seward: Oh, I suppose he's all right. But give me someone a little more normal.