Friedrich Harding: Professor, I do protest.
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: Restrain your protestation, for she feels nothing. She communes now with another realm
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: I command you, hearken to my voice. By the protection of Chamuel, Haniel and Zadkiel, impart your speech unto me. In the name of Eligos, Orabas and Asmoday, impart your speech unto me.
Ellen Hutter: I shall persist to join you every night, first in sleep, then in your arms. Everything will be mixed with abomination, and you’ll be knee-deep in blood. Everyone will cry. There will be none to bury the dead.
Count Orlok: Daybreak draws near. Anon, the bells of dawn shall toll in despair of my coming. And I shall taste of you.
Anna Harding: Our friendship is a precious balm to my heart. Forgive my chiding you.
Ellen Hutter: Thank you for loving me.
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: This creature is a force more powerful than evil. It is Death itself.
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: I have seen things in this world that would’ve made Isaac Newton crawl back into his mother’s womb. We have not become so much enlightened as we have been blinded by the gaseous light of science. I have wrestled with the devil as Jacob wrestled the angel in Peniel. And I tell you, if we are to tame darkness, we must first face that it exists.
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: We are here encountering the undead plague carrier, the Vampyr Nosferatu.
Ellen Hutter: You. I have felt you crawling like a serpent in my body.
Count Orlok: It is not me. It is your nature.
Ellen Hutter: No. I love Thomas.
Count Orlok: Love is inferior to you. I told you, you are not of humankind.
Ellen Hutter: You are a villain to speak so.
Count Orlok: I am an appetite. Nothing more.
Count Orlok: O’er centuries, a loathsome beast I lay within the darkest pit. Till you did wake me, enchantress, and stirred me from my grave. You are my affliction.
Ellen Hutter: I care nothing of your afflictions.
Ellen Hutter: You are a deceiver.
Count Orlok: You deceive yourself.
Ellen Hutter: I was but an innocent child.
Count Orlok: Your passion is bound to me.
Ellen Hutter: You cannot love.
Count Orlok: I cannot. Yet I cannot be sated without you. Remember how once we were? A moment. Remember?
Ellen Hutter: I abhor you.
Count Orlok: You are false!
Count Orlok: So you wish me to prove my enmity as well? I will leave you three nights. Tonight was the first. Tonight you denied yourself, and thereby, you suffer me to vanish up the lives of those you love.
Ellen Hutter: Denied myself? You revel in my torture.
Count Orlok: Upon the third night, you will submit, or he you call your husband shall perish by my hand.
Ellen Hutter: No.
Count Orlok: Till you bid me come shall you watch the world become as naught.
Anna Harding: Ellen, tell me, what is this insufferable darkness?
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: In every account, the Nosferatu must return to the earth wherein it was buried by first crow of cock. It must sleep in its grave by day.
Dr. Wilhelm Sievers: What happens if it does not?
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: That, my dear Sievers, is the question.
Friedrich Harding: Can’t you see there’s a bloody real plague, gentlemen? A real epidemic that is really killing real people.
Prof. Albin Eberhart von Franz: [to Harding] The night demon has supped of your good wife’s blood and shall return for the rest.
Thomas Hutter: There is a devil in this world, and I have met him.