The Horror of Frankenstein Page #4

Synopsis: The brilliant but misunderstood scientist Frankenstein builds a man made up of a collection of spare body parts. The monster becomes alive but he has mental capabilities much below par. The monster is aggressive and wreaks havoc outside the laboratory.
Genre: Drama, Horror, Sci-Fi
Director(s): Jimmy Sangster
Production: MGM
 
IMDB:
5.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
56%
R
Year:
1970
95 min
75 Views


they're all damaged in a little way.

Or they wouldn't be dead,

now would they?

I understand that.

Would you be more interested

in male or female?

- Male, of course.

- Oh, no offence, mind.

You get to meet some real strange people

in my line of business.

Had this gentleman once who wanted me...

Spare me the autobiographical details.

Just tell me what you have available.

Oh, a poor selection, very poor.

Times are hard.

People just don't die off so quick.

Yes. It's the welfare state.

That's what it is.

You'll do your best though?

Indeed I will, sir. Indeed I will.

But fresh, mind you.

Nothing more than three days old.

Oh, don't worry yourself.

Anything I bring you will be so fresh

it would get past

the government meat inspector.

- Anything else?

- No.

Then I'll get on my way.

The church bell was tolling this afternoon.

Yes, means they've laid somebody

down six feet today.

Like to get to them before the soil's settled.

Digging's easier that way, you know.

How much further have I got to go?

Oh, not too far, lovey.

Getting tired, are we?

It's not that.

I've got to get home to feed the baby.

Yes. We've got a regular customer

of this one, lovey.

Keep him happy and we may be

able to afford another baby.

- Really?

- I don't see why not.

He said he'd take anything I could supply

provided it was prime merchandise.

Well, he certainly came to the right person.

In all the time we've been together

I've never known you deliver shoddy goods.

- Ah!

There already, are we?

Right. Now, my tools.

Now, let's have a go,

and see what's going on.

There's been an avalanche

over karlstadt way.

Reports say about 15 dead.

I think I'll pay them a visit tomorrow.

So, don't worry if you don't see me

for a few days.

I shan't. Goodnight.

Goodnight, your lordship.

Good evening, Stephan,

another magnificent meal.

Thank you, Victor.

- Can I help you carry those upstairs?

- I can manage, thank you.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Victor.

First consignment has arrived.

- First consignment of what?

- Raw materials.

Let's see what we've got.

My god, Victor, this is terrible.

Not too good, I Grant you.

Still we can use part of this piece here.

I'll wager this lot is more than three days old.

- Victor, please.

- W hat?

You must stop all this.

- Stop what?

- This.

The whole idea, it's...

-Lt's sickening.

- Nonsense.

You've probably eaten something

that disagrees with you.

Here, I'll mix you a draught.

I foresee a small problem here, Wilhelm.

Obviously, our friend is going to bring us

a great deal more stuff than we can use.

We'll have to find a means of disposing

of what we don't need.

What do you suggest?

Makes you sick, it really does.

- What does dear?

- Those people over at karlstadt.

Fifteen dead in an avalanche,

all laid out neatly in the town hall.

Couldn't get near the place

because all those people had come to stare.

- How annoying.

- Yes, downright morbid, I call it.

Ah, got there, have we?

Yes. Now, let's see what we've got this time.

Here, Wilhelm. Give me a hand, will you?

Read me that bit again, lovey.

"Within 15 minutes of the collision

"the ferry boat plunged

to the bottom of the lake.

"Small boats put out from the shore

in a desperate attempt to pick up survivors.

-"Unfortunately..."

- Not that bit.

- There, where I've marked.

- Oh, sorry, dear.

"Bodies of the dead are being washed up

"all along the north bank of the lake.

"More and more coming to light

with each passing hour."

I love that phrase.

"More and more with each passing hour."

The good lord has been kind to us, lovey.

- There's someone at the door.

- Hmm?

Victor, there's someone banging

at the front door.

They'll go away-

oh, good. It's probably that nasty man

that keeps bringing you

those strange bundles at all hours.

Right.

Ah, evening, your lordship.

You'd better have something pretty good

to get me out of bed at this hour.

Wait until I show you what I've for you.

I'm not sure about the quality

but you won't have any complaints

about the quantity and that's for sure.

Have you got anybody

who can give me a hand?

-L'll help you.

- Good enough.

I'm afraid we'll have to make

half a dozen trips.

Cold outside it is.

You wouldn't have something

to keep a man warm, I suppose?

Wrap yourself around this.

- That should keep you warm enough.

- Thank you, your lordship.

Don't forget.

Nothing more until you hear from me.

Very good, your grace.

Morning, Wilhelm. Sleep well?

- Victor, I'm leaving.

- What on earth for?

You know why.

I've had enough of this revolting work.

A natural reaction, my dear fellow.

You've been cooped up too long.

You should go out more.

Enjoy yourself.

It's not that and you know it.

How would it be if I lent you

the fair alys for a while?

Victor, listen to me.

This work you're doing,

it's not only nauseating, it's dangerous.

Dangerous?

You're tampering with forces

we don't fully understand.

Come on, Wilhelm,

you're acting like a frightened child.

At least fear is a healthy emotion.

It prevents us from venturing too far

into the unknown.

It's the business of science

to venture into the unknown.

But there are still limits

and you've reached them.

We should have stopped

a long time ago.

- But it's still not too late.

- It is for me.

You refuse to do as I ask?

Of course I do.

Now, if you must leave, please do so,

but spare me any more of your

sanctimonious claptrap.

Very well.

But I must warn you, Victor,

i shall expose you.

The world will know of the terrible things

you're doing in the name of science.

The authorities will confiscate my equipment.

No doubt.

- They'll stop my work!

- Exactly.

Nothing I say will change your mind?

Nothing.

Then so be it.

You agree to do as I ask?

You give me no choice.

I knew you'd see reason, Victor.

- And I'm glad.

- Well, my dear fellow, we're civilised men.

We should be able to settle

our differences amicably.

Of course. I'm sorry I spoke so harshly.

No. You were right to do so.

I see that now.

Well, I suggest we dismantle the apparatus.

Nothing would give me greater pleasure.

Then if you will start with the terminals,

I'll begin over there.

- Right.

- Here.

Thank you.

Tomorrow we shall initiate a new series

of experiments.

Something harmless

like splitting the atom perhaps.

Oh, I'm sorry, frulein.

The baron gave strict instructions

that he was on no account to be disturbed.

Alys, I'm going to have guests for dinner.

I too was like Victor when I was his age.

Work was the only thing that mattered to me.

I was the despair of my parents,

the scourge of my teachers.

I remember on one occasion

one of my instructors told me

that I worked too fast.

Now, he admitted

that my work was accurate

but told me that I ought to take longer over it.

...asked what you thought, Victor.

- I agree.

- You didn't hear a word I said.

I'm sorry, sir. You're quite right.

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Jeremy Burnham

Jeremy Burnham (born 28 May 1931) is a British television actor of the 1960s and 1970s and a screenwriter.Burnham began in the late 1950s as an actor and appeared in many popular British TV series such as The Avengers, The Saint and Randall and Hopkirk (Deceased) in 1969. In the mid-1970s he retired from acting and concentrated on screen writing in which he is now after several decades mostly credited with, script writing for series such as the sci-fi Children of the Stones, Minder and Peak Practice. He also wrote the children's tennis-based novel 'Break Point', which was made into a BBC Television series in 1982: Burnham himself played the leading role of tennis coach Frank Abbott. more…

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