Look to the east.
The sun should be risen by now, should it not?
What is that?
It is the prince.
He is coming.
I used to think there were too many of you.
Now, there's not enough.
[sword unsheathes]
I understand you have a weakness.
Silver.
[Ingeras] Papa!
He is waiting for you.
[Mehmed] You are slower, brother, and weaker.
Oh.
Go on. Fake it.
Is this the monster that terrified my men?
You grew more weary by the moment.
Tell me
how long can you bear it in here, huh?
Long enough to strike your name from the history books.
[Ingeras] Papa!
Take a last look at your father, Ingeras.
[Ingeras] No!
- Look how pathetic he is. - No, stop! Please!
If I put a stake...
through your heart,
it will kill you
like any other man.
A fitting death
- for Lord- - [Ingeras] No!
Impaler!
[both grunting]
[Ingeras] Papa!
That is no longer my name.
My name is Dracula
son of the Devil.