Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
I know you must fight. But it must not be a fight of hate. That poor soul whose brought about all this misery is the saddest one of all.
Jonathan Harker:
Mina, how can you say such things? If I could send his soul to burning hell forever, I would do it.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
Hush, Jonathan. You must be pitiful to him, just as some day you may have to be pitiful to me.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
[pausing]
Also, I believe the Count can, somehow, force me to tell him what I know, and be in league against you.
Jonathan Harker:
I don't believe it.
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
No?
[tearfully, her small fangs showing]
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
Do you think that I don't look at myself in the mirror?
Jonathan Harker:
Dearest, don't.
Abraham Van Helsing:
Yes, yes, we must face facts, however unpleasant.
[to Dr. Seward]
Abraham Van Helsing:
Tell me, how many boxes did you find at Burnhamtree?
Dr. John Seward:
Eight.
Abraham Van Helsing:
And at the Mile End?
Dr. John Seward:
Four.
Abraham Van Helsing:
And sanctified them all?
Dr. John Seward:
Yes.
Abraham Van Helsing:
One box left. Madam Mina, you are the wisest of us all. So tell us, where do you think the last box is?
Wilhelmina 'Mina' Westenra:
There's only one place he'd feel *really* safe.
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