Son of Frankenstein Page #5

Inspector Krogh and told him everything.

No, I will not!

I have begun this thing and I'll finish it.

I'll not be halted by anything...

till I'm the complete master of this living,

breathing, intelligent creature...

my father dreamed of creating.

- Herr Neumller. How are you?

- Fine, Schmidt.

- Thank you.

- I hope you don't feel I'm an intruder.

Not at all, Inspector.

Well, I practically invited

myself to dinner, but I...

No, of course not.

It's a great pleasure to have you.

You're our first guest.

I never thought I'd have the privilege

of being entertained at Castle Frankenstein.

No, it's a great pleasure to have you here.

You see, you're our first guest.

You just said that, didn't you, dear?

Well, you are.

Where is Benson?

Why isn't he serving dinner?

We don't know, madam.

He went up to the nursery

for the baby's supper tray...

and we haven't seen him since.

Have you seen him, Wolf?

Yes, dear.

I sent him over to the laboratory

to get some notes for me...

that I want to work

on after dinner tonight.

But how long ago?

Perhaps my instructions

were a little complicated...

and he may have become confused.

You know, he hates to make mistakes.

That awful knocker.

Fritz, will you see who it is, please?

Wolf, couldn't we install

an old-fashioned doorbell?

That boom almost makes me

jump out of my skin.

Yes, dear, I'll have a bell put in.

The knocker must have been used in

the old days to arouse the entire household.

A sort of call to arms

in times of danger.

It's one of your men, Inspector.

There has been an accident in the village.

A sudden death.

He requested that you come at once.

I'm terribly sorry. Please excuse me.

What a shame to leave a delicious dinner

like this for so sordid a thing as...

I trust that nothing has happened

to your butler, madam.

- Thank you.

- Good night.

Baron.

I think you ought to try and find Benson.

I'm terribly worried about him.

- Yes, I will.

- But don't go alone.

Silly. I'll be all right.

- What's the matter with him?

- He's asleep.

- Have you seen Benson?

- Yes.

- When?

- About two hours ago.

- Where?

- Here.

He say you tell him monster walk again.

He came to see.

Monster walk.

Benson run!

Where did he run to?

He isn't at the castle.

He just run away in the woods.

That thing's enough to scare anyone.

I didn't think Benson would come here.

Are you telling me the truth?

You didn't kill him?

No.

Why, I scare him to death.

I don't have to kill him to death.

Where does the ladder

into the sulphur pit lead to?

- A cave.

- A cave?

It's warm. We stay there in winter.

- Where does the cave lead to?

- Just cave.

My deepest sympathies, Frau Neumller.

How did it happen?

He must have been asleep

and fallen off his wagon.

The wheels passed over his legs

breaking them, and crushing his chest.

See here?

Will you all leave while Dr. Burgher

and I make out the death certificates?

Any other marks or bruises?

Examine the back of the neck.

- You don't think that...

- Perhaps.

We won't know

until you perform an autopsy.

Examine the heart,

and report to me at once.

- What happened to Benson?

- I don't know, really, dear.

I've been working him

pretty hard lately.

Maybe he just wanted to go out

and get drunk.

But Benson doesn't drink.

Well, perhaps he does sometimes.

He'll be back in the morning

bright and early. You'll see.

- Don't worry about him.

- It's you I'm worried about.

You aren't yourself.

Are you keeping something from me?

No, darling.

Is this place getting on your nerves?

I hate it here, Wolf.

- I'm terribly afraid all the time.

- I'm sorry, dear.

I'm going to send you and Peter away

in the morning.

I want you to take a trip to Brussels,

and I'll follow you in a few days.

I've tried so desperately

to match your bravery, but...

My dear.

I'll be all right.

There's a good girl.

- Where are you going?

- To get Peter.

I'll feel better having him

in here with me.

No!

Good morning, Inspector.

You're up rather early, aren't you?

You're early yourself, Baron.

I came to inquire about your butler.

Have you found him, dead or alive?

No, but he'll be back.

He's done this sort of thing before.

These sudden disappearances.

Can I give you a light?

Thank you, no.

He was in the war, you know.

He was wounded in the head.

It makes him rather funny at times.

But don't worry about him.

I'm going down to the village.

Will you come along with me?

The village? There's not a shop open.

No, I'm going to the railroad station.

My wife and child are going away

for a slight holiday.

So?

So, you see, I have to do

all the arranging myself...

- now that that stupid Benson's gone.

- I'm afraid I must ask you not to go, Baron.

Neither you, nor your wife, or child.

That accidental death that called me

from your dinner last night...

was another burst heart.

Listen.

Ygor, shut up!

He's been playing that thing all night.

There's a mob at your gate.

They have a strange notion

that you had something to do with it.

Silly, isn't it?

Silly? They're mad.

I'll go down there and tell them so.

- No, you won't go, Baron.

- Why?

We'll talk it over...

inside.

All right, if you like.

- Inspector.

- Madam.

My dear, I assume from the Inspector's

attitude and pointed implications...

- That I'm under arrest.

- Arrest?

It appears we've returned

to the Middle Ages.

The villagers have laid siege to the castle

and are crying out for blood!

Madam, I...

A man is murdered a mile away,

and do you know what killed him?

My name.

The very name of Frankenstein

burst his heart.

And now the happy little villagers

are clamouring for my blood!

I'm afraid the Baron

is in a humorous mood this morning.

I suppose it has its humorous side,

but you're not under arrest, madam.

I'm merely here to guarantee you protection

against any unprovoked assault.

Unprovoked assault!

Inspector, you mean it isn't safe

for us to leave?

I'm afraid not, madam.

But is there any reason

why you shouldn't be perfectly safe here?

If one simple-minded villager

as much as sets foot inside that door...

I'll shoot him like a dog!

You can tell them that for me...

as long as you won't allow me

to tell them myself.

I've never seen him so violent.

Madam, last night I missed my dinner,

and this morning I've had no breakfast.

Now, do you think...

Certainly. I'll order some

at once. If you'll...

Herr Baron,

shall we go into the library?

I prefer to remain here, thank you.

Shall we go into the library?

I don't mind telling you, Inspector,

that as a guest in my own house...

you'll find me extremely disagreeable.

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main

- May I come in?

- Come in, Inspector, please.

Thank you. Hello, young man.

- Your mother said I could visit you.

- Hello, General.

I'll be back in a moment, darling.

Excuse me, please.

You see, I have no young son of my own.

Oh, that's too bad.

- Have you done any more hunting lately?

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