The Frankenstein Theory Page #7

Once he comes out,

he'll come to me,

I'll separate myself from you.

Use the night vision to find

your way back to the yurt.

Okay?

VICKY:
What about you?

I don't know.

Hopefully I can reason with him.

[GROWLING]

He went back inside, okay?

Jesus, it's cold.

We've got to go now.

You guys ready?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I start moving,

you head towards the yurt.

You go quickly, but you walk.

You don't run.

If he heads towards you,

try to stay calm.

Don't run!

Don't run!

Oh, God!

JONATHAN:
Hello,

I'm right here.

I'm right here.

I don't want to hurt you.

I'm a friend.

I don't wanna hurt you.

A friend, I don't want to

hurt you!

Hello?

VICKY:
Okay, okay,

you ready to go?

Yeah, I can't.

JONATHAN:
Hello!

No, Eric, come on!

Eric, we've got to go, now!

Go!

[GASPS]

[SCREAMS]

[GROWLING]

[ERIC SCREAMING]

ERIC:
Oh, my God!

Don't stop!

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMING]

ERIC:
Vicky!

[LOUD GROWL]

VICKY:
Think,

think, think, think!

[VICKY CRYING]

Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!

[VICKY SCREAMING]

Oh, my God!

Jonathan!

[VICKY CRYING]

[SCREAMING]

JONATHAN:
It's me, it's me!

Oh, God! Oh, God! Jonathan!

I need you to be quiet now.

You gotta be very,

very quiet.

[WHIMPERING]

That's good. That's good.

Keep moving.

Keep going.

Okay.

Don't run. Don't run!

Straight ahead.

That's very good.

That's very good.

Shh, shh!

Keep going, keep going.

It's straight ahead.

Right in front of me.

That's good. That's good.

Get inside.

[VICKY CRYING]

I want you to stay here.

I'm gonna go outside.

I'll be right back.

But I need you to be very quiet.

Don't make a sound.

JONATHAN:

I don't want to hurt you.

I don't want to hurt you.

I am not your enemy,

do you understand?

My name is Venkenheim.

Yes, Venkenheim.

Like your creator,

like your father.

I understand your pain...

Let me help you.

Let me help you.

I've spent my whole life

searching for you.

You are a miracle...

Don't you understand?

I can see it in your eyes!

You're not an animal.

You're not an animal.

Let me touch you.

You're a miracle.

[GROWLING]

I don't want to hurt you.

[VICKY CRYING]

I just want to touch your hand.

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMING]

[CRACKING]

[SCREAMING]

Oh, God! Oh, God!

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

VICKY:
No! No!

[LOUD GROWL]

If you miss the train I'm on

You will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow

A hundred miles

A hundred miles,

a hundred miles

A hundred miles,

a hundred miles

You can hear the whistle blow

A hundred miles

Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two

Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four

Lord I'm 500 miles

Away from home

500 miles, 500 miles

500 miles, 500 miles

Lord I'm 500 miles

Away from home

All these years

and all these roads

Never led me back to you

I'm always 500 miles

Away from home

500 miles, 500 miles

500 miles, 500 miles

Lord I'm 500 miles

Away from home

If you miss the train I'm on

You will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow

A hundred miles

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