House of Frankenstein

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Now. Will you

give me my chalk?

Try that again and I'll put you on

solitary confinement.

You would-be

Frankenstein.

Don't profane his name

with your dirty lips.

He was a genius in whose footsteps

I will follow when I get out of here.

When you get out.

If I have anything to say about it.

You'll never get out.

But I will.

Now. Friend Daniel.

Shall we go on with our work?

Now. This brain...

is taken from the man and transplanted

into the skull of the dog.

But given the mind

of a human being.

Now. Frankenstein would have

severed the spinal cord...

here. But I'm not certain

that he was right.

Could Frankenstein have

made me like other men?

He gave life to a body that he made

from parts of other bodies that had died.

Yes, Daniel, he could have

made you like other men.

Dr. Niemann. Did you know

Frankenstein?

No. But my brother, who assisted him,

learned his secrets.

And before he died,

he passed them on to me.

Then... you could

give me a new body.

If I had Frankenstein's

records to guide me.

I could give you

a perfect body.

Hyah! Hyah!

Try it again. Herman!

Now, all together!

We could help you.

My arms are strong.

Well. Thank you. Take the front wheel.

We'll take this.

Try it again!

We have help!

Push!

Hyah! Hyah!

May I offer you the warmth of

my living wagon? Thank you.

So you're a merchant that's been held for

ransom by mountain bandits.

For the better part of three months.

And that's your servant?

- Do you doubt me?

- It's a doubting world. Kind sir.

As I. Professor Bruno Lampini.

Have reason to know.

I have a collection of the

world's most astounding horrors.

When I exhibit them,

what do I get?

Doubts, jeers,

cries of'Fake! Fake!"

You expect your patrons to believe

that the skeleton you show them...

is really that

of Count Dracula?

I. Lampini. Took it...

pardon me... borrowed it

from the cellar of Dracula's castle...

in the Carpathian Mountains.

With my own two hands

I spread upon the floor of its coffin...

a layer of soil

taken from its birthplace.

So that by proxy.

Shall we say.

The skeleton of his

earthbound spirit might...

might lie at peace

within his grave.

Until the withdrawal of the wooden stake

from its heart...

set Dracula free again...

to satisfy his unholy

appetite for blood.

At night. The giant bat

would seek its victims.

But before sunrise.

Return to the safety of his coffin.

Aye, a single ray of sunlight falling upon

a vampire would make him helpless.

Do you ever exhibit

your show in Visaria?

Visaria...No. That's a town

that doesn't care for horrors.

They had one of their own

some 15 years ago...

when a Dr. Niemann tried

to give a dog the mind of a human being.

They threw him

in prison...

because he.

Like Frankenstein.

Used bodies of the newly-dead

to carry on his work.

- Is old Hussman still alive?

- He's now the mayor of Reigelberg.

Are you going there. By any chance?

Later on in the season.

It's a small place. Too far away to make

a trip profitable.

Nevertheless.

That is where you are going.

I am not going

to Reigelberg.

Then Daniel and I

will go alone.

No. No!

Now the driver.

Well. You seem worried.

Friend Daniel.

If they search the ruins of the prison.

Our bodies will not be found.

We should hide. And so we shall.

But in the open.

All the protection

of a traveling show.

I. As Lampini.

You as my assistant.

Free to move on

toward those...

for whom I have

unloving memories.

The... The ones

who sent you to prison?

Strauss. Ullman...

and old Hussman.

The burgomaster.

Yes. Friend Daniel.

We will travel

to the village of Reigelberg...

and pay our respects

to the burgomaster.

Your move. Inspector.

That's a neat trap you've got me into.

Checkmate. Put it in the book.

Inspector.

Grandfather?

He's here. Carl. Yes.

As a man, I admire you.

As burgomaster, I respect you.

But as a chess player.

Herr Hussman. I hate you.

Did you lose again.

Inspector?

It serves you right.

I told you not to play with him.

He always wins.

Don't you. You old darling?

I hope we're not breaking up

your game, but Carl and I have decided...

She means she has decided.

To take in the midnight show of the horror

exhibit down at the crossroads.

Spooks. Ghouls. Vampires.

Get his hat and coat. Carl.

You're going with us.

To stare at a lot of idiotic humbugs?

Not I. My dear.

I put my weary bones where they belong...

in bed.

Your hat and coat.

I'm not going!

You'd better give in. Grandad.

These American girls can

talk you into anything.

That's all they do... talk.

What? What did you say?

Aaah!

Now. Now. Darling.

Remember your blood pressure.

That's the man I married.

Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk!

I can never

get a word in edgewise.

Here. Put this on.

And no arguments. Uhh. No.

Come along. Inspector.

You're coming too. Oh, no.

And I don't want any arguments from you

either. Come along. Come on.

Persuasive little minx.

Isn't she? Uh. Uh. Uh...

Brrrr! I'm all over

goose pimples.

And properly so.

You little goose.

Don't be grouchy.

This is fun.

Master. Police inspector.

It's all right. Daniel.

We have our permit.

Oh.

Now. There is something

I could really use.

I wonder

where I could get one.

What for? Just the thing to keep

your wife under control.

This way. Ladies

and gentlemen.

Step this way

to gaze upon an exhibit...

absolutely unparalleled

in the realms of showmanship.

No doubt there are

some among you...

who will doubt the truth

about what I am about to say...

or doubt the reality

of what you are about to see.

But believe me.

My friends.

This is no fake.

Before your very eyes

is all that remains of a vampire.

One of the world's undead.

Dare I but remove this stake

from where his heart once beat.

And he would rise from the grave

within which he lies...

and turn into a bat,

a vampire bat...

who'd feed hideously

upon the living,

whose veins pulsate

with warm and vibrant blood.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The actual skeleton...

of Count Dracula.

The vampire!

Rubbish. Sheer rubbish.

I don't know. Herr Hussman.

There are many people hereabouts who still

believe in the old legend.

- Aye. Sir. It is true.

- I'm surprised at you people.

You seem to doubt what I say.

Herr Burgomaster.

Bats. Vampires.

A stake driven through

a skeleton's heart.

Gibberish.

Every word of it.

Furthermore. My friends.

One single ray of sunlight...

falling upon a vampire

will destroy him.

Say. Who are you?

My name is Lampini.

You're not the "Lampini"

I ran out of this area three years ago?

That was my brother.

Recently deceased.

You remind me of someone.

Someone I can't quite recall.

Perhaps you will remember later.

Herr Burgomaster.

Yes. Perhaps.

Drop the stick

from your hand.

- Drop it.

- But if you move.

I'll send

your soul back...

to the limbo

of eternal waiting.

Do as I ask.

And I will serve you.

I will protect the earth

upon which you lie...

so that before sunrise.

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