The Ghost of Frankenstein

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There's a curse upon this village...

the curse of Frankenstein.

Aye.

Aye, it is true.

The whole countryside shuns the village.

Our fields are barren, the inn is empty.

My little ones cry in their sleep.

They are hungry. There is no bread.

It's the curse, the curse of Frankenstein.

This is nonsense, folks.

You talk as though

these were the Dark Ages.

You know as well as I do...

that the monster died in the sulphur pit

under Frankenstein's tower...

and that Ygor, his familiar...

was riddled with bullets

from the gun of Baron Frankenstein himself.

But Ygor does not die that easily.

They hanged him and broke his neck,

but he lives.

Haven't I seen him,

sitting beside the hardened sulphur pit...

playing his weird horn,

as if to lure the monster...

back from death to do his evil bidding.

You talk like frightened children.

Well, if something isn't done...

there'll be a new mayor

after the fall election.

Aye!

- What do you want me to do?

- Destroy the castle.

Wipe the last traces of these

accursed Frankensteins from our land.

- The people are right, Your Honour.

- I agree, Your Honour.

I don't believe that these dead wretches

can affect the prosperity of this village.

But do as you will with the castle. It's yours.

We'll blow it up!

Look! Old Ygor!

I told you he was alive.

All the more reason to blow up the castle.

Die, you fiend! You swine!

My friend!

They didn't kill you!

You lived through the pit,

the sulphur pit!

Sulphur was good for you, wasn't it?

It preserved you.

We have to hurry. Hurry.

Come. I help you, my friend.

Come, my friend.

Now you live forever.

They can't destroy you.

Come. We go away.

We have to hurry.

They dynamite the castle.

They're too late. We fooled them.

Come. We go to the country.

A better country than this.

No!

Come back!

No!

The lightning.

It is good for you.

Your father was Frankenstein.

But your mother was the lightning.

She has come down to you again.

We will go to Ludwig,

the second son of Frankenstein.

He has all the secrets of his father,

who created you.

We will force him

to harness the lightning for you.

It will give you strength,

strength of a hundred men.

Come.

We are going to find Dr. Frankenstein.

There you are, gentlemen.

The usual post-surgical treatment.

Think of it.

The first time the human brain

has been removed from the skull...

subjected to surgery, and then replaced.

With success, we hope.

After all, Dr. Frankenstein,

we have to remember...

the patient was violently dementia praecox.

Medical science has advanced a great deal...

since you made your experiment,

Dr. Bohmer.

It's unfortunate

that it had such tragic consequences.

But you blazed the trail.

It was you who pointed the way.

If you should want me, gentlemen,

I shall be in my library completing my notes.

- How's the patient, Dr. Kettering?

- All indications excellent.

Respiration, pulse, everything.

- Wonderful, wasn't it?

- Yes.

Wonderful.

A bit belated, perhaps,

but wonderful nevertheless.

Why live always in the past,

Dr. Bohmer?

You've allowed that one mistake of yours

to embitter your whole life.

Mistake? No.

Just a slight miscalculation, that's all.

But my experiment was a success.

In those days...

I was the master.

Frankenstein was just the pupil.

But I made a slight miscalculation.

Please, what is the name of this village?

- Vasaria.

- Pretty place.

Is there a doctor named Frankenstein...

Ludwig Frankenstein in the village?

You mean the one who heals those

who are sick in mind?

Yes. That's the one I mean.

- Do you know the doctor?

- Very well.

I know his father and his brother, too.

He lives in a chateau

at the end of the village.

- A large house with a high wall.

- Yes. Thank you.

I'll show her how to boot it.

Look at your ball up there.

- How do you like that?

- All the way up on the roof.

Hello.

Are you a giant?

Can you get my ball?

Way up there.

- Isn't that your child, Hussman?

- Yes!

No!

Don't do that. Do you want to kill my child?

Cloestine, ask your friend

to bring you down, dear.

Ask your friend to bring you down.

Please take me down to Daddy.

Tell him no one will hurt him.

Take me down.

My daddy says no one will hurt you.

- Get him!

- No! You promised not to hurt him.

- Where are you going, Erik?

- Hello, Elsa. I didn't see you.

What are you doing

driving around the countryside...

in the middle of the day?

Town prosecutor

should be in his office, working.

Sometimes my work takes me

out of my office.

- I came to see your father.

- That's pretty.

I flattered myself that you came

way out here to take me for a drive.

I wish that were the case, darling.

Nothing could make me happier.

But this is a very serious matter.

I must see your father.

Since you put it that way,

I'll have to find him.

Come in.

- Father, you have a visitor.

- And a very welcome one, too.

Delighted to see you, Erik. How are you?

You look worried.

Elsa been treating you badly?

No, not at all, sir.

Be patient. Wait till you're married.

Doctor, we have a madman in jail.

I'd like you to examine him and advise us.

Well, I have some work to do,

but I'll come later.

But this is urgent.

He's already killed two villagers.

We have him chained but if he breaks loose,

he can tear down the building.

- That's rather an exaggeration, isn't it?

- No, indeed, sir.

He's huge, a monster.

I've never seen anything like him.

Very well, Erik.

As soon as I finish my work, I'll come down.

Thank you, sir. I'll be expecting you.

Come.

There's a man in the waiting room

to see you, Doctor. He says it's very urgent.

He comes from the village of Frankenstein.

Very well, I'll see him.

Martha...

I'd rather

my daughter didn't know about this visitor.

Certainly, sir.

How does it feel to face a man

you thought your brother killed, Doctor?

- What do you want?

- The monster is with me.

He's the one in the police station.

But he won't be there long.

You will bring him here.

- The law must take its course.

- Law! What can the law do to him?

Do you think

they can keep him in jail?

He is more dangerous today

than he ever was before.

Besides his sick brain, he has a sick body.

You can make him well, Frankenstein.

How? What can I do?

You can harness the lightning,

as your father did.

Pour life into his hungry veins.

Give him back the strength

he once had.

Will you do it, Frankenstein?

Ever since the day my father put life

into that creature, it has been a curse.

The terrible consequences of his creation

killed my father...

and drove my brother into exile.

The monster shall not ruin my life.

I'm happy here.

I have a lovely daughter, friends.

They know nothing of all this.

You wouldn't like to spoil that, Doctor,

would you?

You wouldn't want me to tell them...

that you are the son of the Frankenstein

that created him...

that your brother made the thing live...

after it had been dead for years.

Do you want me to tell them, Frankenstein?

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