Son of Frankenstein Page #6

Synopsis: Wolf von Frankenstein returns to the Baronial manor from the United States with his wife Elsa and son Peter. He not made welcome by the locals who are still terrified of his father's works and the monster he created. The local Burgomaster gives him a sealed briefcase left by his father and inside, Wolf finds his father's scientific notes. At the manor house he meets his father's assistant Igor who has a surprise for him: the monster his father created is still alive, though in some sort of coma. Wolf's initial attempts to re-animate the creature seem to fail but when Peter says he saw a giant in the woods, it appears he's met success. When people are mysteriously killed in the village there is little doubt that the monster is responsible.
Genre: Drama, Horror, Sci-Fi
Director(s): Rowland V. Lee
Production: MCA Universal Home Video
  1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Rotten Tomatoes:
91%
APPROVED
Year:
1939
99 min
346 Views


- Yes.

- Has the giant paid you any more visits?

- Yes.

- He's a great big fellow, I imagine.

- Yes.

So big, possibly,

he can hardly get through that door?

No, he doesn't come through the door.

No? Where does he come in?

Through the window? The fireplace?

- Through the wall.

- Through the wall?

- Where?

- Over there.

That's very interesting.

You're not afraid of him at all,

are you, Peter?

No, he's a nice giant.

He gave me a watch.

- A watch?

- Yes.

- Would you like to see it?

- Very much.

Thank you.

Yes, it's a very nice watch. A very...

nice watch.

Peter, shall we go downstairs

and have some nice hot chocolate?

Yes.

- If the General will come with me.

- I'll be very pleased, sir.

Here we go.

- Hurry up.

- All right, I'm coming.

Superstitious, blundering idiot!

Prying, insinuating, accusing.

I'll kick him out of the house!

I'll not be heckled by a stupid,

intolerable policeman.

Wolf, the way you're carrying on...

if I were a policeman,

I'd be suspicious myself.

- You would?

- Yes, I would.

Mysterious things have happened.

A murder in the village.

Our own dear Benson

disappears for no reason.

They probably think you, like your father,

have created another monster or...

He's got even you, my own wife,

believing that I...

I believe nothing.

I don't care about Krogh.

But I'm afraid for you, for Peter.

And only you, Wolf,

can restore my confidence.

Please, darling, Elsa,

please have faith in me!

I'm sorry that I lost control of myself.

I've no reason for being nervous like this.

But I've been working too hard.

A terrific experiment,

one that I wanted to surprise you with...

one that would establish me

and my work. My work...

as something outstanding

in the world of science.

But believe me, darling,

there's nothing to be afraid of.

I wouldn't be afraid if I hadn't,

for the first time, sensed you were afraid.

Me? Oh, silly.

Everything's under control.

I'll not lose my temper again. You'll see.

Inspector.

Sorry, young man. I shan't be able

to take chocolate with you.

Tell your father and mother

I'll be back very soon.

- Goodbye, General.

- Krantz, remain here on guard.

Now I can go to the lab.

I mean, I must go to the lab.

Only for a minute, dear.

I won't be long, really.

No touch him, Frankenstein!

No touch him...

or something happens to you

worse than dying.

- How long has he been here?

- All night.

You liar! He was in the village.

- You made him kill Herr Neumller.

- Yes, why not?

Neumller kills me.

Eight men say Ygor hang.

Now eight men dead.

- All dead!

- You crazy fool!

If Krogh finds him, he'll kill him.

Then he won't be any good to either of us.

You get out of here. If I find you

hanging around here again, I'll...

He's mine! He no belong to you!

You go away, not me!

Get back!

Where is everybody?

The Baron's in the library, sir.

The rest of the family are at dinner.

I've had to send to Bandleheim

for additional police.

Krantz, you report to Sgt. Schiller

at the lower gate.

- The crowd is becoming unmanageable.

- Herr Inspector.

Come in.

Good evening, Inspector.

I thought that I'd see you sooner.

Sorry. I've been busy.

Very busy indeed, for me.

My job is usually a rather sleepy one.

- Have a drink?

- Thank you, no.

I'm afraid I shall require

all the wits I've got tonight.

I've never seen you

disturbed before, Inspector.

- You've even forgotten to take off your hat.

- Not forgotten, Herr Baron.

Merely a matter of form.

My business tonight

is official, not social.

Rather a crude custom, I agree...

but a custom.

Well, sir, what news from the front?

Another death. Another inquest.

When did it occur? This afternoon?

No. Sometime last night.

It was only discovered

late this morning.

Herr Lang, this time.

The village apothecary.

A very old and dear friend.

He'll be mourned.

- Too bad.

- Yes, isn't it?

Herr Lang? Never heard

of him before. Oh, well.

I suppose the villagers will say

I killed him, just the same.

No, not that you killed him,

but that you know who did.

Really? But of course I know who did.

Haven't you heard? The Monster!

Yes, that's what they think.

Is it the old legendary monster

of my father's time...

or am I supposed

to have whipped one up...

as a housewife whips up an omelette?

I've been here over a month, you know.

Your wife and child are in danger.

So? From what?

- You tried to send them away.

- I will tomorrow, in spite of you.

You forget I have my hat on.

Meaning that I'm under arrest?

Yes.

I promised your arrest to the villagers

to keep them quiet for the moment.

For the murder of Lang and Neumller?

No. For the murder of Benson.

A technical charge, for the time being.

Why don't you search the laboratory?

You have my permission.

I've searched it already

without your permission...

with two men the other night.

We found nothing incriminating

but a very large table...

fit for a giant.

Yes, it was my father's.

I reconstructed it out of curiosity.

Why don't you search it again?

By George...

I think I know who your monster may be.

Good. Who?

Old Ygor.

Of course. Why not?

Everybody wants

to hang old Ygor again...

yet he has a perfect alibi.

He was constantly under observation

when every murder was committed.

It's curious that the entire jury

that hanged him is dead.

But he was never seen

at the scene of the crime.

Yet it would be too simple

to hang old Ygor.

I don't trust him!

I'm gonna find him

and kick him off the estate...

with your permission.

Yes.

If you like.

Amelia, you can put Peter to bed

at once, but stay with him.

Yes, madam.

Inspector, I'm more terrified

every minute.

Madam, I personally guarantee to get you

and your son out of here in the morning.

And Wolf. He's a bundle

of uncontrollable nerves and...

Yes. I'm going in now to comfort him.

Thank you.

Come in.

- Did you find Ygor?

- Yes, I got rid of him. Have a drink?

How did you get rid of him?

I killed him! He tried to murder me

with his hammer, so I shot him.

- What are you gonna do about it?

- Compliment you.

For it is he who undoubtedly

killed Benson.

He's dead. Murdered.

I just found his body

in a secret passageway off the nursery.

Here's his watch.

It was in the possession of your son.

And here's a bit of chain

that was attached to Benson's vest.

But Ygor didn't do it, nor did you.

Nor was it done by any ghost.

There's a monster afoot and you know it.

He's in your control.

By heaven, I think you're a worse fiend

than your father.

Where is this monster? Where is he?

I'll stay by your side

until you confess.

And if you don't,

I'll feed you to the villagers...

like the Romans fed Christians

to the lions.

I wouldn't put it past you.

In the meantime, will you have a drink?

Or would you like to play darts?

Amelia!

Where is Peter, Amelia? Where is he?

He's gone!

Peter!

- What is it?

- Peter's gone!

I'm going to the laboratory!

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Wyllis Cooper

Wyllis Oswald Cooper (January 26, 1899 – June 22, 1955) was an American writer and producer. He is best remembered for creating and writing the old time radio programs Lights Out (1934–1947) and Quiet, Please (1947–1949) more…

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