(THUNDER CRACKLlNG)
(WlND WHlSTLlNG)
Ho w beautifully dramatic.
The crudest savage exhibition of nature at her worst without. . .
And we three,
we elegant three within.
l should like to think that an irate Jehovah
was pointing those arro ws of lightning directly at my head,
the unbo wed head of George Gordon Lord Byron,
England's greatest sinner.
But l cannot flatter myself to that extent.
Possibly those thunders are for our dear Shelley,
heaven's applause for England's greatest poet.
What of my Mary?
BYRON: She is an angel.
You think so.
(THUNDER CLAPPlNG)
You hear?
Come, Mary. Come and watch the storm.
You kno w ho w lightning alarms me.
Shelley, darling, will you please light these candles for me?
(LAUGHS) Oh, Mary, darling.
Astonishing creature.
l, Lord Byron?
Frightened of thunder, fearful of the dark,
and yet you have written a tale
that sent my blood into icy creeps.
(GlGGLlNG) Look at her, Shelley.
Can you believe that bland and lovely bro w conceived of Frankenstein,
a monster created from cadavers out of rifled graves?
lsn't it astonishing?
l don't kno w why you should think so.
What do you expect?
Such an audience needs something stronger
than a pretty little love story.
So, why shouldn't l write of monsters?
No wonder Murray has refused to publish the book.
He says his reading public would be too shocked.
lt will be published, l think.
Then, darling, you will have much to ans wer for.
The publishers did not see that my purpose was to write a moral lesson
of the punishment that befell a mortal man who dared to emulate God.
Well, whatever your purpose may have been, my dear,
l take great relish in savoring each separate horror.
l roll them over on my tongue.
Don't, Lord Byron. Don't remind me of it tonight.
What a setting in that churchyard, to begin with.
The sobbing women, the first clod of earth on the coffin.
That was a pretty chill.
Frankenstein and the dwarf
stealing the body out of its new-made grave,
cutting the hanged man down from the gallows,
where he swung creaking in the wind.
The cunning of Frankenstein in his mountain laboratory,
taking dead men apart and building up a human monster,
so fearful and so horribIe,
that only a half-crazed brain could have devised.
And then the murders... (GROWLS)
The little child drowned.
Henry Frankenstein himself
thrown from the top of the burning mill
by the very monster he had created.
And it was these fragile white fingers that penned the nightmare.
Oh ! You've made me prick myself, Byron.
lt's bleeding.
There, there.
l do think it a shame, Mary, to end your story quite so suddenly.
That wasn't the end at all.
Would you like to hear what happened after that?
l feel like telling it.
lt's the perfect night for mystery and horror.
The air itself is filled with monsters.
l'm all ears.
While heaven blasts the night without, open up your pits of hell.
Well, then, imagine yourself standing by the wreckage of the mill.
The fire is dying do wn.
Soon the bare skeleton of the building will be visible,
the gaunt rafters against the sky.
(PEOPLE CLAMORlNG)
(CACKLlNG)
Well, l must say, that's the best fire l ever sa w in all me life!
(SNlFFLlNG)
What are you crying for?
lt's terrible.
l kno w it's terrible, but after all them murders,
and poor Mr. Henry being brought home to die,
l'm glad to see the monster roasted to death before my very eyes.
lt's too good for him.
(PEOPLE LAUGHlNG)
lt's all the Devil's work,
and you better cross yourself quick, Marta, before he gets you.
Come along, come along. lt's all over.
Get back to your homes. Go to sleep.
Whoo!
There it goes again ! lt ain't burned out at all. There's more yet.
lsn't the monster dead yet?
lt's high time every decent man and wife was in bed.
That's his insides, caught at last.
lnsides is al ways the last to be consumed.
Move on. You've had enough excitement for one night.
This strange man you call a monster is dead.
"Monster," indeed.
You may thank your lucky stars
they sent for me to safeguard life and property.
Why didn't you safeguard those what lies dro wned and murdered?
Come no w. We want no rioting. No riots.
Who's rioting?
Move on, move on.
Good night, all, and pleasant dreams.
Ah, pleasant dreams, yourself. (SPlTTlNG)
Thinks he's everybody, just because he's the burgomaster. (SCOFFlNG)
(WOMAN SOBBlNG) Poor Mr. Henry.
He was to have been married today
to that lovely girl, Elizabeth.
Cover him up.
Someone must break the ne ws to the poor girl.
Ride as fast as you can to the castle
and tell the old Baron Frankenstein we are bringing his son home.
(SOBBlNG) Oh, dear.
Oh, shut up.
Come home, Hans. The monster is dead no w.
Nothing could be left alive in that furnace.
Why do you stay here?
l want to see with me o wn eyes.
Oh, Hans, he must be dead.
And dead or alive, nothing can bring our little Maria back to us.
lf l can see his blackened bones,
l can sleep at night.
Come back, Hans!
You will be burned yourself!
Maria dro wned to death and you burned up.
What should l do then?
No!
(SNARLlNG) Ah !
(SCREAMlNG)
Hans! Hans, where are you?
Hans! Are you all right?
l hear you. Here.
Give me your hand, Hans.
Here.
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMlNG)
(SHRlEKlNG)
(KNOCKlNG ON DOOR)
(BELL RlNGlNG)
Oh, heaven, what is this?
Henry.
Tell me.
Oh, milady, ho w can we tell you?
Bring him in.
(SCREAMlNG)
(WHlMPERlNG)
Albert!
What do you want?
lt's alive! The monster. . . lt's alive!
(SHUDDERlNG)
Oh, shut up, you old fool.
l sa w it.
lt ain't turned to no skeleton at all.
lt lived right through the fire.
Go bite your tongue off. We don't believe in ghosts.
Nobody'll believe me.
All right. l wash my hands of it.
Let 'em all be murdered in their beds, for all of me. Hmph !
(ELlZABETH SOBBlNG)
Speak to me, Henry.
Oh, milady, he'll never speak again.
l was foretold of this.
l was told be ware my wedding night.
(ALL WEEPlNG)
Ahhh !
Oh ! Look! Milady! He's alive!
Henry, darling !
(SOBBlNG)
Elizabeth.
Oh, what a terrible wedding night! (WEEPlNG)
(CLOCK CHlMlNG)
You can go to bed no w, Mary.
You'll soon be better, Henry.
l feel almost myself again.
As soon as you're strong enough, we'll go a way
and forget all this horrible experience.
Forget?
lf only l could forget, but it's never out of my mind.
l've been cursed for delving into the mysteries of life.
Perhaps death is sacred, and l've profaned it.
For what a wonderful vision it was!
l dreamed of being the first to give to the world
the secret that God is so jealous of.
The formula for life.
Think of the po wer to create a man.
And l did. l did it! l created a man. And who kno ws?
ln time l could have trained him to do my will.
l could have bred a race.
l might even have found the secret of eternal life.
Henry, don't say those things. Don't think them.
lt's blasphemous and wicked.
We are not meant to kno w those things.
lt may be that l'm intended to kno w the secret of life.
lt may be part of the divine plan.
No. No! lt's the Devil that prompts you.
lt's death, not life, that is in it all and at the end of it all.
Listen, Henry.
While you have been lying here, tossing in your delirium,
l couldn't sleep.
And when you raved of your insane desire
to create living men from the dust of the dead,
a strange apparition has seemed to appear in the room.
lt comes, a figure like death,
and each time it comes more clearly, nearer.
lt seems to be reaching out for you
as if it would take you a way from me!
There it is! Look! There!
l see nothing, Elizabeth. Where?
There's nothing there.
There! There! lt's coming for you ! Nearer! Henry!
Henry! Henry! Henry!
(LAUGHlNG HYSTERlCALLY)
(POUNDlNG AT DOOR)
Albert!
Drat the man. He's never here when he's wanted.
What's the good of stuffed footmen, anyway? (BELL RlNGlNG)
All right. All right!
Don't knock the castle over. We're not all dead yet.
(WlND HOWLlNG)
There's nobody at home.
Let me in, my good woman.
l kno w the young Baron Frankenstein is at home.
He's sick.
He's in his bed, where all decent folk
should be at this time of night.
Tell him that Dr. Pretorius is here
on a secret matter of grave importance
and must see him alone, tonight.
Dr. Pretorius?
Pretorius?
(MUTTERlNG)
What was the. . . What was the name?
Dr. Pretorius.
Ain't no such name.
No w you stay there.
Who's there?
lt's Minnie, milady.
Oh, come in.
lt's Dr. Pretorius.
He says he wants to see the master. Most insistent.
Pretorius?
He's a very queer-looking old gentleman, sir,
and must see you on a secret grave matter, he said.
Tonight, alone.
Bring him in.
Henry, who is this man?
Dr. Pretorius.
Baron Frankenstein, no w, l believe.
Won't you come in, Doctor?
l trust you will pardon this intrusion at so late an hour.
l would not have ventured to come
had l not a communication to make,
which l suspect may be of the utmost importance to yourself.
This is Professor Pretorius.
He used to be Doctor of Philosophy at the university, but. . .
But was booted out.
"Booted," my dear Baron, is the word for kno wing too much.
Henry's been very ill, Professor. He shouldn't be disturbed.
l am also a doctor, Baroness.
Why have you come here tonight?
My business with you, Baron, is private.
Elizabeth, please.
l do hope he won't upset Henry.
What do you want?
We must work together.
Never. This is outrageous.
l'm through with it. l'll have no more of this hell's spa wn.
As soon as l'm well, l'm to be married, and l'm going a way.
l must beg you to reconsider.
You kno w, do you not, that it is you, really,
who are responsible for all those murders?
There are penalties to pay for killing people,
and with your creature still at large in the countryside. . .
Are you threatening me?
Don't put it so crudely.
l have ventured to hope that you and l together,
no longer as master and pupil, but as fello w scientists,
might probe the mysteries of life and death. . .
Never. No further.
. . .and reach a goal undreamed of by science.
l can't make any further experiments. l've had a terrible lesson.
That is sad, very sad.
But you and l have gone too far to stop.
Nor can it be stopped so easily.
l also have continued with my experiments.
That is why l am here tonight.
You must see my creation.
Have you also succeeded in bringing life to the dead?
lf you, Herr Baron, will do me the honor of visiting my humble abode,
l think you will be interested in what l have to sho w you.
After 20 years of secret scientific research and countless failures,
l also have created life, as we say, in God's o wn image.
l must kno w. When can l see it?
l thought you might change your mind.
Why not tonight? lt is not very late.
ls it far?
No, but you will need a coat.
l think your coachman had better wait here.
Won't you sit do wn, Herr Baron?
Before l sho w you the results of my trifling experiments,
l would like to drink to our partnership.
Do you like gin? lt is my only weakness.
To a ne w world of gods and monsters!
(CHUCKLlNG)
The creation of life is enthralling.
Distinctly enthralling, is it not?
l cannot account precisely for all that l am going to sho w you,
but perhaps no w that you are my partner, you can.
My experiments did not turn out quite like yours, Henry,
but science, like love, has her little surprises, as you shall see.
Good heavens, Doctor. What are these?
There is a pleasing variety about my exhibits.
My first experiment was so lovely that we made her a queen.
(TRUMPET BLOWlNG)
Charming, don't you think?
Then, of course, we had to have a king.
No w he's so madly in love with her that we have to segregate them.
(HlGH-PlTCHED SQUEAKlNG)
No w, no w.
l have to be very careful with the king.
No w, behave.
My next production looked so disapprovingly at the other t wo
that they made him an archbishop.
He seems to be asleep. l must wake him up.
(SQUEAKlNG)
The next one is the very Devil.
Very bizarre, this little chap.
There's a certain resemblance to me, don't you think?
Or do l flatter myself?
l took a great deal of pains with him.
Sometimes l have wondered
whether life wouldn't be much more amusing
if we were all devils, and no nonsense about angels and being good.
Oh ! There's the king out again.
(BOTH SQUEAKlNG)
Even royal amours are a nuisance.
(SQUEAKlNG)
Poor archbishop. He has his hands full.
There. That will keep you quiet.
My little ballerina is charming, but such a bore.
She won't dance to anything but Mendelssohn's Spring Song,
and it gets so monotonous.
My next is very conventional, l'm afraid,
but you can never tell ho w these things will turn out.
lt was an experiment with sea weed.
Normal size has been my difficulty.
You did achieve size.
l need to work that out with you.
But this isn't science.
lt's more like black magic.
You think l'm mad. Perhaps l am.
But listen, Henry Frankenstein.
While you were digging in your graves,
piecing together dead tissues,
l, my dear pupil, went for my materials to the source of life.
l gre w my creatures, like cultures,
gre w them as nature does, from seed.
But still, you did achieve results that l have missed.
No w think, what a world-astounding collaboration we should be,
you and l, together.
No. No, no, no.
Leave the charnel house and follo w the lead of nature,
or of God, if you like your Bible stories.
"Male and female created He them."
"Be fruitful and multiply."
Create a race, a man-made race, upon the face of the earth.
Why not?
l daren't! l daren't even think of such a thing.
Our mad dream is only half realized.
Alone, you have created a man.
No w, together, we will create his mate.
You mean. . .
Yes. A woman.
That should be really interesting.
(GRUNTlNG)
(ROARlNG)
(SHEEP BLEATlNG)
(SCREAMlNG)
No.
(BLEATlNG)
(SCREAMlNG)
Don't touch me!
(GRUNTlNG)
There she is! Quick!
There he is! Shoot!
Run to the village, quick! lt's the monster. Tell the burgomaster.
He's in the woods!
(ALL TALKlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY)
What is it no w?
The monster, he's in the woods.
Get out the bloodhounds. Raise all the men you can.
Lock the women indoors, and wait for me.
(ALL CLAMORlNG)
No w then ! Monster, indeed.
l'll sho w him. Follo w me.
(ALL SHOUTlNG)
(DOGS BARKlNG)
(ROARlNG)
(SNARLlNG)
Where is he?
Bind him securely. l don't want anything slipshod.
Tie his feet first.
His feet first!
l get no cooperation, none at all !
Have you got him? That's what l want to kno w.
Have you got him?
Of course we've got him, my good woman.
And a good job, too. Mind he don't get loose again.
He might do some damage and hurt somebody.
Bring him do wn when you've bound him.
You want any help there? l'll bind him !
(PEOPLE SHOUTlNG)
No w, take him do wn to the old dungeon. Put him in chains.
(MONSTER GROANlNG)
(ROARlNG)
There you are. Quite simple.
No w, take him out.
Come on, men. Get back to your work.
(GROANlNG)
Keep still.
(CRYlNG OUT lN PAlN)
No w, that'll do. That's quite enough.
No w come do wn and lock your door.
We can't take all day over this.
l'd hate to find him under my bed at night.
He's a nightmare in the daylight, he is.
Get a way there! Clear that windo w!
You mind your o wn business, and see he doesn't get out of here.
He's dangerous.
No w l can get back to more important duties.
And leave us to ours.
What? Good night, sir.
Monster, indeed. Tush, tush.
(GRUNTS)
(MONSTER SNARLlNG)
He's loose!
Shoot him !
(ROARlNG)
Help! He's loose!
Go to your homes. Just an escaped lunatic.
Merely wanted someone to handle it, that's all.
Quite harmless.
(ALL SCREAMlNG)
Look here. Why don't you shoot him?
Oh, he's coming !
Where's Freida?
She's gone.
Freida! Freida!
Freida! Where is Freida?
She just left.
Oh, look!
(ALL SHRlEKlNG)
Freida!
Oh, what have they done to you?
(WOMAN SCREAMlNG)
Mrs. Neumann ! (BELLS CHlMlNG)
Oh ! Come on !
Mrs. Neumann !
(MAN GROANS)
Poor old Neumann.
Where's his wife, Frau Neumann?
Frau Neumann !
MAN: Frau Neumann ! Frau Neumann !
(WOMAN MOANlNG)
There's another one, in there.
Frau Neumann ! (ALL GASPlNG)
Ramona, you stay close to me.
We'd better get a way from these parts. lt isn't safe.
Why?
l'm frightened. The monster.
Ah ! There's no danger. He's safe in jail, and they'll keep him there.
Where's the pepper and salt? We've got no pepper and salt.
All right, Mother. l'll get it. Don't worry.
You shall have your meat. Ah !
(SNlFFlNG)
(GRUNTS)
(ALL SCREAMlNG)
Get a way from there!
(CRYlNG OUT lN PAlN)
(GROWLlNG)
(GROANlNG)
(VlOLlN PLAYlNG)
(MOANS SOFTLY)
Who's there?
(CONTlNUES PLAYlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
Who is it?
You're welcome, my friend, whoever you are.
(GRUNTlNG SOFTLY)
Who are you?
l think you're a stranger to me.
l cannot see you.
l cannot see anything.
You must please excuse me, but l'm blind.
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
Come in, my poor friend. No one will hurt you here.
lf you're in trouble, perhaps l can help you,
but you need not tell me about it if you don't want to.
What's the matter? (GROWLlNG)
You're hurt, my poor friend. Come.
Sit do wn.
No w tell me, who are you?
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
l don't understand.
Can you not speak?
lt's strange.
Perhaps. . . Perhaps you're afflicted, too.
l cannot see, and you cannot speak.
ls that it? (MURMURS lN AGREEMENT)
lf you understand what l'm saying, put your hand on my shoulder.
That is good.
No.
You stay here.
l'll get you some food.
(GASPlNG)
We shall be friends.
l have prayed many times
for God to send me a friend.
lt's very lonely here,
and it's been a long time since any human being came into this hut.
l shall look after you,
and you will comfort me.
And no w you must lie do wn and go to sleep.
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
Yes, yes.
No w you must sleep.
Our Father, l thank Thee,
that in Thy great mercy,
Thou hast taken pity on my great loneliness,
and no w, out of the silence of the night,
hast brought t wo of Thy lonely children together,
and sent me a friend
to be a light to mine eyes
and a comfort in time of trouble.
Amen.
(SOBBlNG)
And no w, for our lesson.
Remember? This is bread. Bread.
(GUTTURAL VOlCE) Bread.
And this is wine to drink.
Drink. Drink.
Good.
We are friends, you and l.
Friends.
(LAUGHlNG)
Good.
And no w, for a smoke.
(GROWLlNG)
(LAUGHlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
No, no, this is good. Smoke. You try.
Smoke.
Mmm ! Mmm !
Good. Good.
Good.
Before you came, l was all alone.
lt is bad to be alone.
Alone, bad.
Friend, good.
Friend, good ! (LAUGHlNG)
And no w, come here.
And what is this?
(GRUNTlNG)
This is wood for the fire.
Wood.
(CHUCKLlNG)
And this is fire. (GROWLlNG)
No, no. Fire is good.
Fire, no good.
There is good, and there is bad.
Good. Bad.
Good !
Music? A-ha!
(CHUCKLlNG)
(PLAYlNG LlVELY TUNE)
Can you tell us ho w to get out of this wood? We've lost our way.
Come in, friends, and rest a while.
Look.
lt's the monster!
(GROWLlNG SOFTLY)
(GROWLlNG)
What are you doing? This is my friend.
Friend? This is the fiend that's been murdering half the countryside.
Good heavens, man. Can't you see?
Oh ! He's blind !
He isn't human !
Frankenstein made him out of dead bodies!
(GROWLlNG)
My friend. My poor friend. Why do you do this?
(SCREAMlNG)
Friend.
Look.
(SCREAMlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
(ROARlNG)
(ALL SHOUTlNG lNDlSTlNCTLY)
MAN: Which way did he go?
This way! He's gone this way! Over the hill.
(PEOPLE YELLlNG)
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
Friend.
(RATTLlNG)
l can smell the ghosts already.
l never could stand graves.
Shut up and follo w me.
Read the inscription.
What does it say?
"Died 1 899. Madeline Ernestine, beloved daughter of. . ."
Oh, never mind that. Ho w old was she?
"Age 1 9 years, three months."
Well, that's the one. Get to work.
What are you waiting for?
Mercy on us.
You want me to send you to the gallo ws where you belong?
Could be no worse than this.
Well, are you ready?
Yes.
Well, here goes.
(EXHALlNG)
Pretty little thing in her way, wasn't she?
l hope her bones are firm.
lt heaves lighter no w.
Yes.
Well, Doctor, l guess that's all for tonight.
Can we go home no w?
Yes. l shall wait here for a bit. l rather like this place.
Be careful nobody sees you leave.
All right. We kno w.
And leave me that lantern do wn there.
All right, all right!
(lNDlSTlNCT TALKlNG)
lf there's much more like this, what do you say, pal?
We give ourselves up and let 'em hang us.
That goes for me, too.
This is no life for murderers.
(LAUGHlNG)
l give you the monster.
(CONTlNUES LAUGHlNG)
(GRUNTS)
Oh. l thought l was alone.
Good evening.
Smoke.
Friend.
Yes, l hope so.
Have a cigar. They are my only weakness.
Good, good.
Drink, good.
Good.
(CHUCKLlNG)
You make man like me?
No. Woman.
Friend for you.
Woman. Friend.
Yes.
l want friend like me.
l think you can be very useful,
and you will add a little force to the argument, if necessary.
Do you kno w who Henry Frankenstein is and who you are?
Yes, l kno w.
Made me from dead.
l love dead.
Hate living.
You're wise in your generation.
We must have a long talk,
and then, l have an important call to make.
Woman.
Friend.
Wife.
(KNOCKlNG ON DOOR)
That Dr. Pretorius is here again, sir.
There. l kne w it.
Send him a way. l won't see him.
l certainly will.
Good evening, Henry.
Baroness, l've not yet had the opportunity
of offering you my congratulations on your marriage.
Pray accept them no w.
Dr. Pretorius,
l don't kno w what your business is with my husband,
but whatever it may be, l tell you frankly
that l am not frightened of it or of you.
Henry's been very ill. He's in no state to be alarmed or annoyed.
Your visit no w is most un welcome.
Henry, l heard the carriage drive up.
l'll see that the baggage is put in.
Then we're leaving.
l think you kno w why l am here, Henry.
All the necessary preparations are made.
My part in the experiment is complete.
l have created by my method a perfect human brain,
already living but dormant.
Everything is no w ready for you and me
to begin our supreme collaboration.
No, no. Don't tell me of it. l don't want to hear!
l've changed my mind.
l won't do it.
l expected this.
l thought we might need another assistant.
Perhaps he can persuade you.
Nothing can persuade me.
We shall see.
No! Not that!
Oh, he's quite harmless,
except when crossed.
Frankenstein.
Yes. There have been developments since he came to me.
Sit do wn.
What do you want?
You kno w.
This is your work.
Yes.
l'll have no hand in such a monstrous thing.
Yes. Must.
Get him out.
l won't even discuss it until he's gone.
Go no w.
Go!
Must do it.
Never.
Nothing can make me go on with it.
(GROWLlNG)
No w.
Put the bags in the carriage, and l'll be out in a moment.
Go and tell the master to hurry, Minnie, or we shall lose the train.
Excuse me for being so nervous, milady,
but l don't like leaving you alone.
Oh, nonsense, Minnie. l shall be all right.
l hope so, milady.
(DOORKNOB CLlCKS)
ls that you, Henry?
(SCREAMlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
Henry! Henry, help!
Henry!
Milady!
(MlNNlE SCREAMlNG)
Elizabeth !
The mistress!
(SCREAMlNG)
What is it? What's the matter?
Oh, sir! She's gone!
The monster! He's got her! l sa w it!
The Baroness is gone!
This is Pretorius' doing.
Quick, search parties! There's not a moment to lose.
(GLASS BREAKlNG)
l charge you, as you value your mistress' life,
to do nothing and say nothing of this episode.
l assure you that the Baroness will be safely returned,
if you will leave everything to me.
Nothing, that is, except what he demands.
(SOBBlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
l can find no trace of Elizabeth.
Oh, l admit l'm beaten.
But if you can bring her back, l'll do anything that you want.
Are you ready to complete with me this final experiment?
What about Elizabeth?
She is well and will be safely returned if you will proceed.
l'm ready.
Ah.
Mind the steps. They're a bit slimy, l expect.
l think it's a charming touch.
lt is interesting to think, Henry, that once upon a time,
we should have been burned at the stake
as wizards for this experiment.
HENRY: Doctor.
l think the heart is beating.
(BEATlNG)
Look. lt's beating, but the rhythm of the beat is uneven.
lncrease the saline solution.
ls there any life yet?
No. Not life itself yet.
This is only the simulacrum of life.
This action only responds when the current is applied.
We must be patient.
The human heart is more complex
than any other part of the body.
Look. The beat is increasing.
Yes.
lt's stopped.
Shall l increase the current?
This heart is useless.
l must have another,
and it must be sound and young.
Karl.
You must go to your friend at the accident hospital.
What we need is a female victim of sudden death.
Can you do it?
You promise me 1 ,000 cro wns?
lt will be well worth it, and the Baron will pay.
Yes, yes. Go and get it.
l'll try.
There are al ways accidental deaths occurring.
Al ways.
l'll get your heart. l'll go into that room.
l'll go into that room, and l'll take my knife out and l'll get it.
l'll hold her do wn, and there'll she be.
Where, l ask you. Where will she be?
A thousand cro wns.
lt's beating perfectly,
just as in life!
Oh, if only l can keep it going until. . .
lt was a very fresh one.
Where did you get it?
l gave the gendarme 50 cro wns.
What gendarme?
lt was a. . .
Police case.
Yes, very sad, only we can't bother about that no w.
Can l do anything?
No, no, no!
l can work better alone.
(ELECTRlCAL CURRENT SlZZLlNG)
(GROWLlNG)
Work.
Where's Elizabeth? Have you brought her?
She wait. l wait.
l'm exhausted. l must get sleep. (GROWLlNG)
Work. Finish. Then sleep.
l can't work like this!
He must go a way. Send him a way.
l'll settle him for a little while.
Drink.
Good.
(GLASS CLATTERlNG)
(GRUNTlNG)
(LAUGHlNG)
That'll keep you quiet.
Elizabeth. She's dead.
Elizabeth is alive, and she is well.
l don't believe you !
l have proof.
Proof?
ln a fe w moments from no w,
she will speak to you from where she is
through this electrical machine.
Where is she?
Not far from here.
Speak, and she will hear you and ans wer.
Yes? Yes, this is Henry.
Henry, yes, l'm safe. But, Henry, ho w long?
Come for me. l'm in a cave. . .
Elizabeth? Elizabeth ! She's gone.
That is all no w, but you heard her.
Yes. She's alive.
As soon as our work is completed,
she will be returned to you.
(BEATlNG)
The heart is beating more regularly no w.
Yes. lt's been beating for nine hours.
Not yet, but soon.
And the brain?
Perfect and already in position.
Then we are almost ready.
Almost.
Shall we put the heart in no w?
Yes.
Lud wig !
lt's beating quite normally no w.
Bring it over.
(THUNDER RUMBLlNG)
The storm is rising.
All right.
The air is heavy with electricity.
lt's going to be a terrific storm.
We shall be ready.
lsn't it amazing, Henry, that lying here, within this skull,
is an artificially developed human brain,
each cell, each convolution, ready, waiting for life to come.
(THUNDER CRACKLlNG)
Look.
The storm is coming up over the mountains.
lt will be here soon.
The kites! Are the kites ready?
Yes!
Then send them up as soon as the wind rises.
Hurry, hurry.
The kites! The kites! Get 'em ready!
KARL: Lud wig !
Seems that he wants the kites!
(THUNDER CRACKLlNG)
Stand back.
(WlND HOWLlNG)
Stand by the roof!
Cosmic diffuser!
Wires! Send do wn your wires!
All right, stop your windlass. l'm coming up.
(CRACKLlNG)
No w, up with the kites.
You take number t wo, Lud wig.
You've checked your connections?
Yes.
Stand by!
Let go number one.
Let it go, Karl !
(CRACKLlNG)
(HUMMlNG)
lt's coming up!
Go back. Go back do wn ! (GROWLlNG)
Go do wn !
No, don't! No! Get a way! Frankenstein !
Get a way! Get a way!
No, don't.
(SCREAMlNG)
No. Don't come near me! (GROWLlNG)
Get a way! Don't! No!
No! Get back!
Don't! Don't! Don't!
(SCREAMlNG)
Raise the cosmic diffuser.
Remove the diffuser bands.
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
She's alive! Alive!
The bride of Frankenstein.
(GROWLlNG SOFTLY)
MONSTER: Friend?
(EXCLAlMS)
Friend?
(SCREAMlNG)
Stand back. Stand back! (GROWLlNG)
(MOANlNG SOFTLY)
(SCREAMS)
She hate me.
Like others.
(GROWLS)
Look out! The lever!
PRETORlUS: Get a way from that lever!
You'll blo w us all to atoms.
Henry!
Undo the door! Henry!
Get back! Get back!
l won't unless you come!
But l can't leave them ! l can't!
Yes. Go.
You live!
Go.
You stay.
We belong dead.
(GROWLlNG)
(GROWLS)
(GASPlNG)
Darling. Darling.