Bride of Frankenstein Page #2

a strange apparition has

seemed to appear in the room.

It comes,

a figure like death,

and each time it comes

more clearly, nearer.

It seems to be

reaching out for you

as if it would

take you away from me!

There it is!

Look! There!

l see nothing, Elizabeth.

Where?

There's nothing there.

There! There! t's coming

for you! Nearer! Henry!

Henry! Henry! Henry!

Albert!

Drat the man. He's never

here when he's wanted.

What's the good of stuffed

footmen, anyway?

All right. All right!

Don't knock the castle over.

We're not all dead yet.

There's nobody at home.

Let me in,

my good woman.

l know 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?

What was the...

What was the name?

Dr. Pretorius.

Ain't no such name.

Now you stay there.

Who's there?

It's Minnie, milady.

Oh, come in.

It'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,

now, I 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 I not

a communication to make,

which I suspect may be of the

utmost importance to yourseIf.

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 knowing 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.

I'm through with it. I'll have

no more of this hell's spawn.

As soon as I'm well, I'm to

be married, and I'm going away.

l must beg you

to reconsider.

You know, do you not,

that it is you, really,

who are responsible

for all those murders?

There are penaIties 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 I together,

no longer as master and pupil,

but as fellow 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.

I'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?

If you, Herr Baron, will do me the

honor of visiting my humble abode,

l think you will be interested

in what I have to show you.

After 20 years of secret scientific

research and countless failures,

l also have created life, as

we say, in God's own image.

l must know.

When can I see it?

l thought you might

change your mind.

Why not tonight?

It 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 down,

Herr Baron?

Before I show you the resuIts

of my trifling experiments,

l would like to drink

to our partnership.

Do you like gin?

It is my only weakness.

To a new world

of gods and monsters!

The creation of

life is enthralling.

Distinctly enthralling,

is it not?

l cannot account precisely for

all that I am going to show you,

but perhaps now 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.

Charming,

don't you think?

Then, of course,

we had to have a king.

Now he's so madly in love with

her that we have to segregate them.

Now, now.

l have to be very careful

with the king.

Now, behave.

My next production looked so

disapprovingly at the other two

that they made him

an archbishop.

He seems to be asleep.

l must wake him up.

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 I flatter myseIf?

l took a great deal

of pains with him.

Sometimes I 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.

Even royal amours

are a nuisance.

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,

I'm afraid,

but you can never tell how

these things will turn out.

It was an experiment with seaweed.

Normal size has

been my difficuIty.

You did achieve size.

l need to work

that out with you.

But this isn't science.

It's more like black magic.

You think I'm mad.

Perhaps I 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 grew my creatures,

like cuItures,

grew them as

nature does, from seed.

But still, you did achieve

resuIts that I have missed.

Now think, what a world-astounding

collaboration we should be,

you and l, together.

No. No, no, no.

Leave the charnel house and

follow the lead of nature,

or of God, if you like

your Bible stories.

"Male and female

created He them."

"Be fruitful and muItiply."

Create a race, a man-made race,

upon the face of the earth.

Why not?

l daren't! daren't

even think of such a thing.

Our mad dream is

only haIf realized.

Alone, you have

created a man.

Now, together,

we will create his mate.

You mean...

Yes. A woman.

That should be

really interesting.

No.

Don't touch me!

There she is! Quick!

There he is! Shoot!

Run to the village, quick! t's

the monster. Tell the burgomaster.

He's in the woods!

What is it now?

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.

Now then!

Monster, indeed.

I'll show him.

Follow me.

Where is he?

Bind him securely. I 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 I want to know.

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.

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