Son of Frankenstein
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- 1939
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- Ain't you afraid?
- Of old Ygor? No.
- I say that I, for one, will not.
- Enough!
He'll be met exactly as arranged.
Now, friends, on his deathbed...
the old Baron Frankenstein
gave me this chest of papers...
to deliver to his son,
and deliver it I shall.
Haven't we had enough of that name here?
There was a time when our village
was prosperous and happy. Look at it now.
Forsaken, desolate,
shunned by every traveller, and why?
Because of these Frankensteins.
We live in the black shadow
of that cursed place up on the hill...
where only that crazy Ygor,
with his broken neck, dares to stay.
And now we go to the railway station
to welcome another Frankenstein.
This one is probably
just as bad as his father...
who created a monster
in the devil's own image.
It's in the blood, I tell you.
We've said these same words
a thousand times, and they get us nowhere.
Fine talk, Herr Inspector.
But Baron Frankenstein
does arrive tonight to claim his heritage.
- And then what?
- Yes, what then?
That's true, but he'll find
no friends here.
Nothing but locked doors
and darkened windows...
locked hearts and bitter hatred.
Let that, too, be a part
of the Frankenstein heritage.
Come, gentlemen.
We'll be there soon, darling.
That's good. So I can see Amelia.
That's right. Amelia will be there
waiting for you, and so glad to see you.
What strange-looking country.
Not much like America, is it?
On my first trip to Europe,
I was prepared for anything...
but I'm glad
we went to London and Paris first.
We must be getting close
to the village now.
It's exciting, isn't it?
Out there in the darkness,
a new life lies before us.
No more college classrooms
or faculty meetings.
- I feel rather like an explorer.
- That's what it is.
We're going to explore
something so foreign to us...
we can't even imagine
what it'll be like.
A medieval castle.
I wonder if there's a moat.
And a drawbridge,
and a great tall, dark tower.
And battlements.
Perhaps there's a haunted room.
Yes, there's sure to be a haunted room.
The castle itself is supposed to be haunted.
- Because of...
- Yes.
Because of the things
my father did there.
I remember the stories Mother used to
tell me when I was quite young in England.
It wasn't my father's fault
that the being he created...
became a senseless, murderous monster.
He was right.
You understand that, don't you, dear?
He was right.
It was the unforeseen blunder
of a stupid assistant...
that gave his creation the brain
of a killer instead of a normal one.
And how my father was made
to suffer for that mistake.
His name has become synonymous
with horror and monsters.
Why, nine out of ten people...
call that misshapen creature
of my father's experiments...
Frankenstein.
- Herr Baron Frankenstein?
- Yes.
I will see that madam and the bags
are placed in the car.
The Burgomaster's on the platform
waiting for you.
Thank you.
- Herr Baron Frankenstein?
- Yes.
I am Burgomaster of the village.
It's a great pleasure to see you,
Herr Burgomaster.
These are the gentlemen of the council.
We come to meet you, not to greet you.
I deliver you these,
on the instructions of your late father.
Thank you.
The large box contains certain papers
pertaining to the estate.
- The small one, the key that will open it.
- Thank you, I...
It is unfortunate that we cannot offer you
a more cheerful welcome.
But we can't.
Herr Burgomaster,
gentlemen of the council, villagers.
I quite realise
that it was my father's misfortune...
to be the unwilling,
unknowing cause of tragedy.
I'm so sorry
that I don't remember him...
because I've been told
that he was a good man.
And I know how greatly your tragedy
must have weighed upon his mind.
I can't undo
the wrongs that you've suffered...
but I beg of you,
let the dead past remain buried.
My wife and I, and our son...
we want so much to be your friends.
There is a car waiting, Herr Baron.
Thank you. Thank you for your courtesy.
- There's my little darling!
- Amelia!
I am glad to see you, Benson.
- Thank you, sir. Should I take this?
- No, just take my coat, will you?
I'm so glad to see you.
Bless you.
What a comfort to find you here.
- Welcome, madam. Good evening, sir.
- Good evening, Amelia.
Peter had better go right to bed.
It's been a long trip.
Come along, darling.
Amelia, are the bedrooms cheery?
Yes, madam, quite cheery.
I think you'll be surprised.
It's medieval.
It's exciting, exhilarating.
You really feel that you
belong here already?
Yes, I think I do.
Why? Don't you like it?
It all seems so unreal,
but I'm excited, too.
Good night, Daddy!
Daddy, look at me.
I'm way up here on a mountain.
Good night, son.
I'll go and freshen up a bit
and see that Peter is put to bed.
I'm terribly glad you're here with me.
Amelia, wait for me.
I don't want to get lost.
Where did you get those other servants?
They look like Tyroleans.
They are. None of the people
of this province would serve here...
no matter what I offered to pay them.
Strange, superstitious creatures.
- Where's the library, if there is a library?
- Here it is, sir.
I think you're rather
like your father, sir.
If only I could have
some small portion of his genius.
Think of it, Benson.
Here, in this very study...
the luminous facets of his brilliant mind
conceived his outstanding theory...
of the source of life.
Here, he planned a miracle...
and saw it come to pass.
A miracle that the good people
of Frankenstein called a monster.
They call it a lot worse than that, sir.
Such stories as I've never heard.
- Would you like a brandy, sir?
- Yes, thank you, Benson.
"My son.
"Herein you will find my faiths,
my beliefs, and my unfoldments.
"A complete diary of my experiments,
charts, and secret formulas.
"In short, the sum total
of my knowledge, such as it is.
"Perhaps you will regard my work
with ridicule or even with distaste.
"If so, destroy these records.
"But if you, like me,
burn with the irresistible desire...
"to penetrate the unknown, carry on.
"Even though the path
is cruel and torturous, carry on.
"Like every seeker after truth...
"you will be hated, blasphemed,
and condemned.
"But mayhap where I have failed,
you will succeed.
"You have inherited the fortune
of the Frankensteins.
"I trust you will not
inherit their fate."
To you, sir.
Our Father...
help me be a good little boy,
and bless Mummy and Daddy. Amen.
Good night, my darling.
I'll close the curtains, madam,
so the lightning won't bother him.
Please don't close them,
'cause I like lightning.
He isn't afraid
of anything, is he, madam?
never to be afraid, and he isn't.
Do you think he'll be all right here?
Yes, madam. Nothing can happen to him.
I'll leave my door open.
Please do.
Why do you suppose they ever built in
these beds in this strange position?
An old superstition.
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