The Ghost of Frankenstein Page #3

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do this operation...

to put the brain of his friend into our friend.

- Our friend?

- Yeah.

You, the great Dr. Bohmer...

who taught Frankenstein

everything he knows.

How would you like to be

the leader of your profession in this state?

The head of the medical commission?

The regent of the university?

You weave a pretty fairy tale, crooked neck.

How could that be accomplished?

You will see to it...

that the brain of Kettering

does not go into the head of the monster.

But why?

My brain will go into it.

- You fool, you'd die.

- Die! I will live again.

Only this crooked body will die.

I will live forever.

My brain in that body

would make me a leader of men.

We would rule the state...

and even the whole country.

You'll do as I say...

and you will have everything you want.

- Good evening, Doctor.

- Good evening.

- Good evening, Erik.

- Good evening.

We're awfully sorry

to disturb you.

We've called

regarding the escaped maniac.

- Well?

- The countryside's been combed.

Every barn and haystack's been searched...

and the neighbouring villages

have been notified.

But he and his companion

have disappeared completely.

It seems that you've done

all that is possible.

A creature like that

couldn't pass long unnoticed.

Obviously

someone's offering him refuge.

What are you trying to insinuate, Erik?

Perhaps you would care

to search the estate.

I warn you,

if you contemplate such presumption...

you will not be welcome here

in the future as my guest.

That won't be necessary.

If you'll permit me

to have a few words with Dr. Kettering...

Unfortunately, Dr. Kettering

has had to leave suddenly...

owing to illness in his family.

He was here yesterday evening. I saw him.

Quite so. He left early this morning.

You were at the station

to watch the morning train?

Dr. Kettering was not on the morning train.

I'll have to risk your displeasure,

Doctor. We will search the premises.

Very well.

This is my laboratory, gentlemen.

Inspect the walls and flooring

for secret passageways.

Very good.

Mr. Ernst.

Will you guide us, Doctor?

I believe that leads to an old dungeon.

Why, certainly.

What's that room, Doctor?

An auxiliary operating room,

maintained at a very low temperature.

It's not in use now.

Will you lead us, Doctor?

It would seem that this room

has been recently occupied, Doctor.

You're familiar with my work.

I keep this room ready at all times

for the more violently insane.

- You can see that it is not occupied now.

- Yes.

My apologies, Doctor.

I warned you

that you might regret this action.

Are you mad?

Why did you let him get away?

Let him? You think I had any idea

what he was going to do?

Or that I could stop him?

The police have searched the place for him.

Then it's good that we were gone.

Frankenstein's been half insane.

He wants to operate tonight.

- The child complicates matters.

- Leave that to me.

He will have to be told.

Ygor will explain to him.

No, you do not understand.

It will kill her.

You wouldn't want to kill your little friend.

But Ygor has a better idea.

You will see.

You will have the brain

of your friend Ygor.

Tonight, my brain...

will be your brain.

Tonight, Ygor will die for you.

Help!

Elsa.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going out to find Erik.

- In this storm?

- Yes, Father. I can't...

Father, what does he want?

I'm going to operate

to give him a new brain.

He wants the brain of that child.

Take me home. Please, take me home.

Father. Surely you're not going to...

Take the child in there, quickly.

How did the patient react to the anaesthetic?

Surprisingly well, particularly the spinal.

I think I can safely say everything is ready.

Dr. Bohmer, our respective operations

must be timed with the utmost precision.

Any delay in the transfer will mean failure.

Exactly, sir.

- Shall I proceed?

- Yes.

I must warn you...

this operation may not be successful.

This may be the end of everything.

Better death...

than a life like this...

now that I have seen...

the promise of a life forever.

Kettering's brain.

What will he think

when he resumes life in that body?

Will he thank us

for giving him a new lease on life?

Or will he object to finding his ego

living in that human junk heap?

There's no sign

of returning consciousness yet, Doctor.

I anticipated this.

Let me know immediately

if there's a change in his condition.

Certainly, sir.

Dr. Bohmer, I can never

thank you sufficiently...

for your assistance and skill.

This may bring you the recognition

which has long been due to you.

That's very nice of you, sir.

None of us will be safe.

Who's he going to get next?

Fellow townsmen, it's two weeks

since my little daughter disappeared.

It's the common belief that she perished

when my house was burned down.

But a search was made of the ashes...

and no bones were found.

She was stolen, stolen by the fiend

who murdered Carl and Josef.

We've searched the hills, the mountains

and the forests, and he can't be found.

Why can't he be found?

Why can't the police find him?

There's a very good reason. He's being

harboured, protected by someone.

There's only one person

that would protect a maniac like that.

- Who?

- Dr. Frankenstein.

Let's go to Frankenstein

and choke the truth out of him.

Mr. Ernst!

They're on their way to Dr. Frankenstein!

Stop! Stop right where you are!

When did you decide

to take the law into your own hands?

When we found out

we couldn't get any help from you.

Two men have been murdered,

and we want that maniac.

My little child has been stolen.

The law in Vasaria has done everything

in its power to apprehend this monster.

Maybe Dr. Frankenstein

can tell us where he is.

Nothing's to be gained

by hasty action.

Nothing's to be gained by waiting either...

when the prosecutor's in love

with Frankenstein's daughter.

That has nothing to do with my duty.

Let me have a few moments alone

with Dr. Frankenstein.

If he's concealing this monster,

he must be made to give him up.

If he refuses,

you can take any action you want to.

Does that sound fair to you, men?

I'd like to see Dr. Frankenstein.

He isn't seeing anyone.

- He'll have to see me.

- Erik.

What are those people doing at the gates?

They're demanding to see your father.

Why? What do they want with him?

They think he knows something

about the monster's disappearance.

What can we do?

I've got to see him before they do, or

I can't be responsible for the consequences.

- What is it you want?

- The villagers are getting out of hand.

If you expect the protection of my office,

you'll have to be frank.

There are certain matters

which must be clarified.

- What do you mean?

- The case of Dr. Kettering.

He did not return home.

He wasn't even expected there.

He did not leave Vasaria by train,

as you intimated.

Your servants say

his clothes are still in his room...

which is locked by your orders.

I think the time's come

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