Dracula: Prince of Darkness1966

Charles Kent:
[as Klove starts to serve dinner] What's your name?

Klove:
Klove, sir.

Charles Kent:
Well, uh, Kove, isn't your master joining us for dinner?

Klove:
No, sir. I'm afraid not.

Charles Kent:
Is he indisposed?

Klove:
He's dead.

Charles Kent:
[hesitates] I'm sorry if we appear a little dense. Perhaps you could explain?

Klove:
Explain, sir?

Charles Kent:
Yes, you seem to have expected us. Ah, this dinner. our rooms, the carriage... everything.

Klove:
You see, sir, my master is dead but instructions were left that the castle should always be ready to receive guests. I am merely carrying out his wishes.

Charles Kent:
I see. Who was your master?

Klove:
His name was Count Dracula. An old and distinguished family. That is the coat of arms over the fireplace. [points to the fireplace]

Charles Kent:
Does no one hold the title now?

Klove:
My master died without issue, sir... In the accepted sense of the term.