Son of Frankenstein Page #4

at Castle Frankenstein any longer.

I've seen enough to make me suspicious.

I'm going to quit.

No, you're not.

You'll stay there and report to me

everything you see and hear.

I'll call there myself this afternoon.

You'll be well repaid.

Now go back and don't tell anyone

you've seen me.

- Understand?

- Yes, sir.

I'd like very much to visit the village,

but I'm ashamed to say I don't dare.

I think you're very wise, madam.

There's a definite feeling of tension there...

and I'm sure you'll be much better off

not to risk the discourtesy of the villagers.

Yes, that's what Wolf said.

I suspect the Baron, too,

finds time heavy on his hands here.

No, never. He's almost constantly

in his laboratory.

- Laboratory?

- Yes.

He's fixed over his father's

old one, you know.

He's deep in some experiment.

I see. What sort of experiment?

I'm sure I don't know.

I never bother him at times like this.

He's terribly preoccupied now.

But as soon as his problem's solved,

he'll be as gay as a lark again.

He's like that.

- Is he in his laboratory now?

- No.

He came in to lunch

looking grey as a ghost.

I could see he was on pins

and needles...

so I suggested that he go out

into the open air for a while.

He's been gone for hours.

- You don't mind being left alone?

- Not in the daytime, but at night...

- Good afternoon, Inspector.

- Good afternoon, Herr Baron.

- I trust you enjoyed your walk.

- Yes, very much.

There's nothing like a good walk

through the woods for clearing one's mind.

- Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

Yes, you scientists must have

to have clear minds and steady nerves.

The Baroness has just been telling me

that you're knee-deep in experiments.

- Yes.

- And working in your father's laboratory?

The villagers call it

"the Monster's home."

Haven't seen him stalking about

by any chance, have you?

No.

- I fear he'll never stalk again.

- That's a relief.

But I'm curious to know

why you chose that place to work.

- It was my father's.

- But without a roof?

I sealed it up with some heavy canvas.

Don't the sulphur fumes bother you?

- No, not at all.

- Sulphur fumes?

Forgive me, perhaps I shouldn't have

mentioned that. I thought madam knew.

- Tell me.

- You see, our family history states...

that the structure was built by the Romans

over a natural sulphur pit...

and used by them as mineral baths.

One of the first

health resorts, perhaps.

Health resort.

Yes, possibly.

But during the succeeding centuries, the

boiling sulphur increased in its intensity...

until now, I believe,

it is over 800 degrees Fahrenheit.

- Exactly.

- Even the stoutest Roman...

couldn't venture into that today...

without being parboiled to the bones

in just a few moments.

Wolf, you do pick the strangest places.

I'd like to see how you fixed it up.

I'll have you come there some time

and parboil you.

Well, hello!

- Mother, may I come in?

- Come on in, son.

Peter, this is Inspector Krogh.

- How do you do?

- How do you do, sir?

You're not supposed to shake hands

with a left hand.

I'm sorry. That was very rude of me.

You're not supposed

to wear gloves in the house, either.

- Son.

- Sorry again.

But, you see, I only have one real arm.

This one isn't mine.

Well, whose is it?

You see, Inspector Krogh

lost his other real arm...

in the war.

He's a soldier.

- Are you a general?

- No, he's more than a general.

He's an inspector.

Well, I'm a soldier myself,

and I've been hunting all day long.

Hunting? Did you get anything?

Yes, a few elephants and a few tigers.

Did you have a nice long nap, darling?

No, not a very long nap.

A giant came in here and woke me up.

A giant? What an imagination.

No, Amelia, it wasn't imagination.

It was a giant and he woke me up.

And when I got up,

he had a hold of my arm.

Did you chase him away with your gun?

No, he was a nice giant.

I gave him my picture book

and then he went away.

Are there lots of giants around here?

Only one that I ever heard of.

That must have been him, then.

Perhaps.

You're pretty much

of a giant yourself, aren't you?

Aren't we getting heavy?

Excuse me, Inspector.

I'll take him up to the nursery.

It's almost his suppertime.

Here we go.

It must be that book

Jack the Giant Killer...

that's got into his head

with his great imagination.

Here we go up the big mountain.

Duck your head.

Hold tight. We're almost there.

Here we are.

Now, Peter...

I want you to tell me

all about the elephants, the tigers...

and that giant.

Really, Daddy,

there weren't any elephants and tigers.

I just made-believe that.

- But what about the giant?

- What giant?

The one you gave your storybook to.

He's real.

What did he look like?

He was a great big man

with a hairy coat on.

And he walked like this.

What an imagination!

Yes. See you later, son.

What a boy!

Going out, Herr Baron?

Yes, I just remembered a thing

I have to check in my laboratory.

I almost forgot the time.

I'm getting sort of absent-minded.

I'll have to hurry, if you'll excuse me.

Ygor!

Ygor!

Ygor!

How did he get out of here?

You make him well with your lightning.

After you go, he get up and walk.

Now he's all right again.

Come.

Good man.

He must never get out again. Never.

He just do what I tell him, always.

See?

Go.

No one must know that he's here.

No one know now, but you and Benson man.

He'll never tell.

No, he will never tell.

Come.

Igor.

Ygor, I made him walk,

but I haven't made him well.

He isn't well here. You understand?

I must continue my experiments.

He's well enough for me...

and you no touch him again.

If you want him to be well,

you must keep him here always.

- Understand?

- I keep him here.

You sent for me, sir?

Yes, Benson.

Inspector Krogh is still in the library.

I can't stand his suspicious look,

so I called you in here.

Yes, sir.

- Benson, it's alive!

- Alive? You mean...

- Yes, alive!

- But you said our experiment...

I know. I, too, at first thought that we

failed, but I've actually seen it walk.

Walk?

It's like some huge animal.

Never in my life

have I known cold fear...

until that moment

that I felt his hand on my shoulder.

I was like a child's doll

in those huge hands.

He could have crushed me

as I would have crushed an eggshell.

- How did you escape him, sir?

- Ygor came in.

It's amazing the control

he exercises over that thing.

It's hypnosis,

or something more elemental perhaps.

- What are you going to do about it?

- Do? Continue my experiments.

- But what if he...

- I'm not worried.

He's dangerous, of course,

but he loves Ygor and obeys him.

My problem is how to make Ygor obey me.

But what about madam

and Master Peter, sir?

Oh, yes, I'll have to send them away.

I'll suggest tonight

that they make a trip to Brussels.

Get some tickets

for the noon train tomorrow.

I hope you forgive me speaking my way,

but I've served you for many years.

I think it would be better if you called in

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes