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In the debut episode of The Mercury Theatre On The Air, Orson Welles kicked off the series with an adaptation of Bram Stoker's "Dracula". Unlike other adaptations before, this version preserved the book's structure and multiple points of view. Welles voiced both Dracula and Dr. Jack Seward.
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In the debut episode of The Mercury Theatre On The Air, Orson Welles kicked off the series with an atmospheric adaptation of Bram Stoker's Dracula. Unlike all other adaptations before, this version preserved the book's structure and multiple points of view. Welles voiced both the titular Dracula and Dr. Jack Seward, and the broadcast showed off Welles acting and directing chops.
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the Mercury Theatre on the air presents Orson Welles as Count Dracula in his own version of Bram Stoker's great novel, Dracula. Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Arthur Seward. I'm here tonight to bear witness to the truth of certain events, which you may find it hard to believe that I ask you to believe them. I had here certain documents, telegrams, clippings from the press of the day, memoranda and letters in various hands. All needless matters have been eliminated so that a history almost at variance with the possibilities of contemporary belief may stand for the simple fact. I present you first with excerpts from the private Journal of Jonathan Harker, I Jonathan Harker, lawyers plan article Computer Hawkins Choir of Exeter, England, and writing this journal in the hope that if misfortune overtakes me, it may 1 day come to the eyes of those who love me. I set out from London on the last day of April to visit one of our plants in Eastern Europe. On May the third, I arrived in Budapest and came out to nightfall to claw Zinberg on the borders of Transylvania. At districts, there was a letter welcome for me from our client informing me that his courage would await me at the Borgo Pass. It was signed Dracula. Yeah. Ocarina. Mhm. Good couch wearable. Coming out on the road was rough, but still we seem to fly over it with feverish haste. When it grew dark, there seemed to be some excitement on the passengers. They kept speaking to the driver and looking at me and urging him on to greater speed. Crazy coach rocked on its great leather strings. The mountains seem to come nearer to us on either side. Coach Portland! What is it? Where are we? You are nearing your destination, young hair. This is before Grandpa. Yeah, that is the new one. There were black rolling clouds overhead and in the air. The heavy, oppressive sense of thunder. Now we work through the past. The young hair is not expected After all, you are early tonight, my friends, Akhilesh with four horses have drawn up beside us. Let me help you, sir. The coachman smiled and the lamplight fell on a hard looking mouth with very red lips and sharp looking teeth. As white as ivory. We began to move. I look back the coach and its load of passengers had vanished from sight. He swept into the darkness of the past. I struck a match. It was within a few minutes of midnight, and then a dog began to howl somewhere far down the road. The wind was writing mold and whistled for the rocks, and the branches of the trees crashed together as we swept along grew colder and colder still and fine. Powdery snow began to fall. The paying of wolves hunted nearer, nearer, as though they were closing around us to every side. We kept on ascending, always ascending. The howling of wolves was growing less. Presently it ceased altogether, and just then the moon broke through the black cloud. There's a ring of wolves running alongside the carriage in silence with white teeth and lolling red tongues with long, sinewy limbs and shaggy hair. Welcome to my house. I, Mr fall asleep. The carriage had pulled up in the courtyard of a vast ruin. Castle Coach Mons nowhere to be seen. Welcome to my house. Come freely, Go safely and leave something of the happiness you bring. Count regular. I am Dracula Face was strong, very strong, Equalling the mouth so far as I could see under the heavy moustache was fixed and rather cruel looking with Q really sharp white teeth. Hmm. You hear the Mr Harker Wolf? The Children of the night. As you say, Mr Harker, the wolves listen. Mm. Come now. There are many things you must tell me tomorrow of England. And the estate there. Your purchased for me? Yes. The estate is going car fixed, I believe. Yes, that is so. But now I will detain you no longer. You will find your room in readiness. And I advise you not to leave it during the night. Mhm. This castle is on the very edge of a terrible precipice. A stone falling from the window would fall 1000 ft without touching anything. I explored that adores doors, doors everywhere. And all of them locked the door to the Great Hall. The door to the courtyard. Every door in the castle is closed. Bolted against me. Castle Dracula is a prison, and I I'm a prisoner. The next night I couldn't sleep. So after a few hours I got up and lighting my candle life placed my shaving mirror on the dressing table. and was just beginning to shape single restless. Mr Harker, I have not seen him. Although the reflection of the glass covered the whole room behind me, I turned to the glass again. Count Dracula was close to me, and I could see him over my shoulder. But there was no reflection of him in the mirror. It was blank. I started and cut myself on the side of the throat. The blood was trickling down my neck, my mirror. A blood. Wipe the blood from your face, Mr Harker. And take care how you cut yourself. It's more dangerous than you think in this country. When I awoke, I found most of my things were gone. My passport, my notes, my letter.
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