The Evil of Frankenstein

[wind howling]

[owl hooting]

[woman sniffling]

[banging]

[yells]

[girl screaming]

[girl sobbing]

[wind howling]

[screaming]

(priest)

My God!

Who could have done

this evil thing?

Baron Frankenstein?

l am Baron Frankenstein.

l've brought it.

So l observe.

And so will half the county

if you don't hurry up

and get it inside.

[machines whirring]

Put him down there.

Go on.

Still warm. Excellent.

lt ain't been gone long.

My assistant will pay you.

Thank you.

The head ain't much good.

l gave it a fair bit

of a knock when--

l don't need the head.

So long.

What's he you going to do now?

Cut out his heart.

(man)

Cut out his heart?

Why not?

He has no further use

for it.

[machines clanking]

[bell tolling]

[man coughing]

Sure this is the man?

Stop!

Do you know who l am?

Yes, Father. Good night.

Just a minute.

l want a word with you.

[machines clanking]

Start the wheel, Hans.

Come on, man!

Hold it.

Now!

[electricity surging]

Good luck, sir.

[knocking on door]

Get rid of them, Hans.

(priest)

Out of my way.

Look here....

ln the name of God,

out of my way.

Blasphemer!

Foul desecrator of graves!

You realize

that you're trespassing?

This is my parish.

This is my property.

So will you please leave?

How dare you?

You are interrupting my work.

Your work?

The work of the devil!

Hans.

Please, Father.

You cannot....

[glass shatters]

[priest gasps]

[priest yells]

The fiend's servant!

(Hans)

He'll be back...

with help.

Destroyed.

You'll have to get away, sir.

Now!

They always destroy

everything.

l'll get the carriage.

Hans?

Hans?

[grunting]

We're nearly there.

Where?

Karlstaad.

Karlstaad?

Didn't you tell me

you could never

go back there?

They have short memories,

l hope.

But it's less than

Where else can l go?

l need money to buy

new equipment.

Where else can l get it?

Have you any?

You know l haven't.

ln my house,

there are paintings

worth a fortune.

Carpets, furnishings,

all priceless.

l can sell them.

That's why l've come back

to Karlstaad.

You'll be seen.

The chateau is empty.

As we go

through the village.

lt's nearly noon.

There won't be anyone there.

They'll all be working

in the fields.

Nothing ever happens

in Karlstaad.

[people chattering]

[boys laughing]

[boys chattering]

There's a fair in the village.

The place is packed.

lt's a feast of carnival.

What a stroke of luck.

Luck?

But you can't go

through there.

On the contrary, Hans,

the crowd will give us cover.

So many people about,

they won't be curious

about us.

Slowly, now.

There you are, Hans.

What did l tell you?

You were right,

as always.

Not always, Hans. Frequently.

Not always.

We should see the chateau

any time now.

There. There it is.

l can promise you

a comfortable bed tonight.

Why can't they leave me alone?

Why can't they

ever leave me alone?

Would you like to

tell me about it?

What?

About what happened here

that night...

and why you can

never come back

to live here again.

Yes, l'll tell you, Hans.

l'll tell you what happened.

You've been with me long

enough to know the direction

my work has been taking.

lt is my wish to disprove

the old theories concerning

the evolution of life...

and the origin of

the life force,

and to restate them...

simply in terms of

biophysical chemistry...

as chemical action

and reaction...

controlled by

the external impulses.

l realized long ago

that the only way to

prove my theories...

was to make something

in my laboratory

that actually lived.

l never told you, Hans.

l succeeded once.

lt was a crude

sort of success.

A hotchpotch of

half formed ideas built into

a half-formed being.

But it worked, Hans.

At least, l think it did.

l was never given time

to fully assess

my achievement.

They destroyed it.

What happened then?

There was a storm that night.

A storm such as

l've never seen before.

lt had been building up

for some days

and at last it had broken.

There in the heavens

was all the energy

l'd ever hoped for, Hans...

l could ever dream of,

there for the taking.

All l had to do

was harness it.

l was fully prepared.

l had been for weeks.

l even had a body

preserved in ice,

in readiness.

But until then l had not found

a way to generate sufficient

electrical energy...

to create the spark of life.

That storm was the solution...

answer to my years

of dreaming.

[thunder rumbling]

[electricity surges]

[whirring]

[machine whirring]

[electricity crackling]

[machine humming]

[thunder cracking]

[machine humming]

[whirring]

[thunder clapping]

[thunder cracking]

[machine humming]

[whirring]

[thunder cracking]

[electricity surges]

[thunder cracking]

[machine whirring]

[yells]

[gun firing]

Get away from him.

We've heard what you've

been up to, Baron.

You're under arrest.

l was arrested and charged

with assaulting

a police officer...

and working against God.

They ordered me to leave

the town and never return.

l had no money.

l walked from the frontier.

How did you exist then?

l worked. l worked

as a laborer, anything.

l worked and l saved.

l saved every penny

until l could start again.

And you know the rest,

one failure after another...

and always hounded by

these disbelievers.

But l'm not beaten yet.

lt's only a matter of time.

l'll prove my theory.

l think you will.

[people chattering]

This is madness.

Would you rather starve?

We'll eat over there

at the inn.

You think it's safe?

What? The food?

You know what l mean.

You may be recognized.

Nonsense.

You think they care

who we are?

Still, if it would make you

feel any safer....

Thank you.

[people chattering]

[women laughing]

Landlord?

Landlord?

All right.

l want you to take my order.

Can't you see l'm busy?

That's nice for you.

l'd like two glasses of wine,

some fresh bread and hot soup.

We're not serving meals.

You're licensed, aren't you?

lt requires that you serve

food as well as drink.

You have my order.

Just fill this up properly

before you go, will you?

Thank you.

What's the matter

with him?

He's busy

and it obviously

doesn't agree with him.

Drink up.

[all chattering]

Well....

My old friend,

the Burgomaster.

[chattering]

And the police constable.

He's Chief of Police now.

lt's easy to see

how he got his promotion.

That ring!

What of it?

That ring the Burgomaster

is wearing, it's mine!

You cannot do anything

about it now.

He's stolen it!

Keep your voice down.

What's the trouble here?

Nothing, officer.

Arrest that man!

What man?

Your Burgomaster.

He's a thief.

Are you drunk?

Either you arrest him,

or l shall take action myself.

l know you.

[grunting]

Get after them!

Now you are a hen.

[clucking]

Oh, dear,

now l think he's laid an egg.

[people laughing]

Enough!

l wonder if any dear lady

in the audience would be so

kind as to lend me a hatpin.

[music playing]

[people gasping]

[people clapping]

Thank you, madam.

And now....

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