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(BELL RINGS LOUDLY)
(HUM OF CONVERSATIONS)
(PULSING HEARTBEAT)
(ELECTRICITY FIZZES)
(HEARTBEAT STRONGER)
(ELECTRICITY FIZZES)
(PANTING)
(GASPS)
(CRIES OUT)
(GROANS)
Ugh.
Ha! Ha!
(GROANS)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(GROANS)
Ah-ha-ha!
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS CHILDISHLY)
(SLURPS)
(SPLUTTERS)
Ugh!
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(PANTING)
I...
No! No!
Keep away!
No!
You do as I say!
Stay!
(♪ LOW MUSICAL HUM)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(♪ INDUSTRIAL, POUNDING BEATS)
(WHISTLES SHRIEK)
(POUNDING STOPS)
(MUFFLED VOICES)
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
(POUNDING AND FIZZING)
♪ Come gather ye feast on our Empire's riches
♪ New heaven on Earth shall to all ages rise
♪ Those ravenous dogs singing sweet hallelujah
♪ The angels will feed on the draft and the swine ♪
(RAUCOUS SHOUTS)
(♪ LIVELY JIG)
Come on! Give me what I've paid for now!
– Help! – Come on, you...
Oh, thank you, sir! Thank you!
Aaagh!
(SHE GIGGLES)
Oi.
One good turn deserves another.
Wanna come with me? I've got wine. We can drink.
What's your name? I'm Gretel.
(CREATURE SNIFFING)
'Ere, what you playin' at? Give us a kiss, at least!
Christ!
I'm not gonna scream.
I'm just gonna walk away.
All right, mister?
Just walkin' away. All right?
(UPROAR)
There it is!
MAN RANTING: ..ye shall burn in the belly of hell!
(JEERING AND LAUGHTER)
MAN: ..For the pit is prepared, the fire is ready,
the furnace is hot that shall receive the wicked!
Seek your salvation in the blood of Christ!
(♪ "Dawn Of Eden" by Underworld)
(JOYFUL CRIES)
(BIRDSONG)
(♪ HEAVENLY CHOIR)
(LAUGHS CHILDLISHLY)
(♪ CHORUS BUILDS)
(♪ SWELLS TRIUMPHANTLY)
(BIRDSONG)
(CRIES OUT JOYFULLY)
(BIRDSONG)
(MUSIC SUBSIDES)
(BIRDSONG)
(HE SHIVERS)
(CALLS OUT)
Agh!
(LAUGHS)
Ha!
(LAUGHS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(GUTTERAL SPLUTTERING)
(LAUGHS)
Ugh!
– Klaus! Where are you? – Over here!
– Come and get warm. – I will. What's in the pot?
What's left of the rabbit. Where'd you get to?
– Ingolstadt. – Any luck?
No. They're jittery as hell. The women and children are locked indoors.
The men go armed with cudgels. What's going on?
Scared of their own shadows they are in Ingolstadt.
Well, tomorrow we'll move on, try and beg some bread.
This is all right, though, nice bit of rabbit.
A man needs bread.
I met a woman in Augsburg once, her husband was a baker.
I hung around Augsburg for a very long time.
– Nice place, Augsburg. – Very nice place. Welcoming.
(CREATURE GROANS)
– What's that? What is it? – I don't know!
Piss off!
– Bugger off! – Watch out.
– CREATURE: Agh! – Run! Quick!
– But the food! – Leave it, Gustav!
– Look at the state of him! – A monster! Piss off! Bugger off!
(CREATURE YELLS)
Agh!
Agh! Agh!
(BREATHES QUICKLY)
(BLOWS)
Ah!
(FOOTSTEPS)
There he is! Get him!
(CREATURE CRIES OUT)
– I'll teach you to scare us! – Eat our supper!
– Now piss off, you ugly bastard! – And don't come back!
Aaagh!
I'm leaving your food on the table, and there's some milk.
Thank you, my dear. You treat me well.
We're going to work now, Father. Should be back by nightfall.
– You behave yourself while we're gone! – I'll try.
– Have you managed to clear the top field? – No. Slow progress.
Harder than we thought, but we'll win in the end!
We have to grow something or we'll starve.
We'll get faster when we know what we're doing.
In a year or two, we'll be fine.
We'll be farmers! (OLD MAN CHUCKLES)
– I never thought I'd be a farmer! – Are you ready?
For the cold and the mud? Can't wait!
– Bye, old man! – Bye, Father.
Goodbye, Felix. You married a lovely girl.
– I know. – Bye!
– How do you manage to stay so cheerful? – What choice is there?
This is where we've ended up and this is what we have to do. Come on.
Wait, Agatha!
Do you know how beautiful you are? Hm?
– I swear I will love you for ever. – You'd better!
Hey! Hey!
When will you give me a son, beautiful wife?
Come! We've work to do!
(♪ GENTLE TUNE ON GUITAR)
CREATURE: Uh!
Take the food if you want it. There's nothing else worth taking.
Oh, there are books, I suppose.
At least they have left me my books.
You've no reason to harm me. I won't hurt you.
I can't see you.
I don't fight on any side.
Go on, citizen, take the food.
– G-g-g... – Can't you talk?
Maybe you can't. It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Look at me. I'm blind!
There was a cannonball and I...
I went blind. Now my son looks after me.
You look after them when they're little, they look after you when you're old.
That's the way it is. But we fell on hard times when the soldiers came through.
When people are not oppressed, they're full of brotherly love,
but when times are hard, well...
Then you find out who your friends are, don't you?
(STRUMS)
CREATURE: Piss off! Bugger off! (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
– I beg your pardon? – Piss off! Bugger off!
Oh, you want some music?
(CHUCKLES) You want some more music?
– Moo... – Music. It's a gift from God.
Go on. Say it.
"Music".
Moo...si...c.
You see?
You pluck the strings, like this... (PLAYS CHORD)
CREATURE: Ah!
AGATHA: Look at the stones! The field's full of them!
I'm so sorry, Agatha, it has to be cleared. I can't plough it till it's done.
Oh, well, the sooner we start!
OLD MAN: P.
CREATURE: Puh.
– A. – Ah.
– R. – Uhra.
– A. – Ah.
– D. – Duh.
– I. – I-ee.
– S. – Csssh.
– E. – Eh.
– Para... – Para...
– ..dise! – ..dissse!
– Paradise! – Paradise!
– (CHUCKLES) Write it out. – Paradis-e.
My like. Nice word.
Don't be afraid. This is how I see.
Please?
My!
You have been in the wars.
What happened to you?
Where are you from?
Where are your mother and father?
CREATURE: Par-a-dise!
AGATHA: Felix?
Felix! Felix!
– What is it? – Look!
– What? – Just look!
What is...?
– But that's... – It's incredible! It's a miracle!
– Or magic. – Every stone is gone! Every one!
– We can till the soil! – We can sow!
Help me fetch up the plough! Quickly!
CREATURE: White! What? White! What?
– Where? – In the air!
That's snow. It's not very interesting. A natural phenomenon, no more.
Now please stop leaping about.
– We need to concentrate. – Snow! Snow!
Sit, boy!
We've work to do.
Thank you.
Today – original sin.
– Or-i-gi-nal sin. – There are two schools of thought.
One says that we are all made imperfect
and require the assistance of a higher authority, a deity,
to overcome the sin of being born.
The other school of thought, to which I subscribe,
insists that when we leave the womb we are pure,
that a babe in arms is untainted by sin, that evil is the product of social forces
and that God has nothing to do with how a man turns out,
be it good or be it bad.
– My not do bad things. – I know you do not do bad things.
You have a good heart, I know that.
– Why my hungry? Why no food for me? – Eh? I give you half of my food.
– Still hungry. – It is the condition of men to be hungry.
Not kings! Not emperors!
You're learning fast. (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
– Why my not a king? – I don't know.
– Perhaps you are. – Yes! A king! Is my name?
– I don't know. – King what?
– You've never told me your name. – Not know. Never heard.
You're are a poor lost thing.
(MIMICS) Lost thing.
But I have taught you how to speak, how to read!
There is hope. Who knows what you may accomplish?
(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
– Hate me. – Who does?
Men. Women. Childs. Dogs.
– No, they don't. – Throw stones, beat me. Everywhere!
Peasants are ignorant people. They do not read, like you and I.
It's an instinct to protect the home, the family.
Perhaps they are frightened of you.
My look bad?
Not like Agatha.
– Agatha? – Beautiful wife!
Well, Agatha is beautiful, certainly, and Felix is kind.
– Let me introduce you to them. – No. Hate me.
No, they don't, they've never met you! Stay and greet them when they come home.
Snow! Snow! Snow!
Snow!
FELIX: Agatha!
– Agatha! Look what I found! – And me, look what I found!
Look! It's all chopped, ready for the fire. It was lying there at the top of the field.
These were left by the stove. The hare's already gutted.
– Not a mark on the birds. – How were they caught, then?
It's a mystery. Who's doing this, Felix?
– Someone wants to help us... – But who?
Who would do that? We're strangers here.
Faerie folk.
Faerie folk?
Little people!
You know, elves and sprites!
Come here! Ssh!
Um, hello?
Are you there?
Is anybody watching?
Come out if you are!
We'd...um...
We'd like to thank you!
Please?
Please come out.
– They won't come out. – There's nobody there, you fool!
It's just us.
You see, we stick together through thick and thin
and never stop loving each other.
And magical things happen.
Father! Father!
OLD MAN: The evenings grow warmer. (CREATURE SNIFFS)
Soon it will be spring. There's a cheery thought!
– Why? – Well, spring, you know!
"Ha, ha, ha!" (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
Spring makes you happy? Why?
– Well, we're still alive! – Why?
– How long are we meant to be alive for? – Let's turn for home. It's getting dark.
How can you tell? You have no eyes.
(BIRD SINGS SWEETLY) Hear that bird?
It's a nightingale. That means it's getting dark.
The bird makes the dark?
– That is impossible. – No, my friend, no.
Don't you remember your Milton?
– "The wakeful nightingale..." – "The wakeful nightingale
"she all night long her amorous descant sung.
"Silence was pleased.
"Then glowed the firmament with living sapphires.
"Hesperus, that led the starry host,
"rode brightest, till the moon...
"rising in clouded majesty, at length apparent queen,
"unveiled her peerless light and o'er the dark her silver mantle threw."
It is night in the Garden of Eden.
– Do you see the moon? – There. There it is.
Describe it to me.
– Solitary. – That's a good word. Good.
– And sad, like me. – Why is it sad?
– Because it is solitary. – Why are you sad?
Because with all that I read, all that I learn,
I discover how much I do not know.
Ideas batter me like hailstones.
Questions but no answers.
Who am I? Where am I from? Do I have a family?
You have us. My son will not turn you away, I promise you.
– Come along and say hello to him. – No!
– But why not? It's a simple request. – Do not request it again!
I have been reading Plutarch, "Lives of the Emperors".
Ah, yes, the founders of ancient Rome,
men who showed that the world could be improved!
Why do men live in herds in cities?
I cannot imagine Rome.
I cannot imagine a city. The numbers are too great.
We band together to help one another and do good.
But then you massacre each other.
Yes. It's inconsistent. (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
I do not like inconsistent! Why must it be so?
– I don't know. That's the way it is. – But how do I find out the way that it is?
– I don't know. As you get older... – Oh, De Lacey!
All the time you say you do not know, but you do!
Why do you grasp everything, and I nothing?
Why must I learn it all, when it flies to you on the wind?
I am the one who stands outside the door.
I see inside, but I daren't go in.
– What is it exactly that frightens you? – Everything! Everything!
Why do you live in a hut in the woods? Why not a great city?
– Because I am poor. – Why?
Because an army came by and ransacked my university
and we were driven from the town.
– Am I poor? – Yes.
One day, though, you will find someone
who will make you the wealthiest man in creation.
– Will I? – Yes!
A good man deserves it.
You are a good man.
Someone will love you, whoever you are.
What is love?
CREATURE: "Awake, my fairest, my espoused, my latest found
"Heaven's last best gift,
"my ever new delight!"
"Awake!"
(♪ GENTLE GUITAR)
(♪ GUITAR BUILDS)
(GASPS)
(MOANS)
(MUSIC ENDS)
I ran from a building. It was dark. I was frightened.
– Is that all you can remember? – I do not know how to remember.
But you have a memory, you have remembrance.
– But how is it done? What is the process? – I don't know how it is done!
– Then how am I doing it? – I do not know!
You ran from a building and this was in Ingolstadt.
But the author of this journal says he's from..
Geneva, citizen of Geneva. "Victor Frankenstein, citizen of Geneva."
– Frankenstein? – Where is Geneva?
To the south and west, many days' ride. Read on.
"Preparing a frame for the experiment, with all its...
"in-tri-ca-cies...of fibres, muscles, and veins, is a work of great difficulty.
"Should I attempt the creation of a being like myself,
"or one of simpler organisation?"
"A being like myself"? Meaning what? A man, a woman?
De Lacey, I see things in my sleep!
They are called dreams.
– What did you see? – Someone!
Her arms were...
– And her eyes... – It was a good dream?
It was pleasing! Is that good?
A good dream doesn't mean it was morally good.
– It only means it wasn't a bad dream. – There are bad dreams?
AGATHA: Hello! FELIX: Father!
– Felix and Agatha! Stay and meet them. – No, I cannot!
These are good people. They're not like the others!
I don't know what you look like, my friend,
but I know there is room in the world for fellowship, room in the world for love!
Prejudice can be overcome! Stay! I will speak for you!
FELIX: We're back! AGATHA: Finished for the day!
– I'm here! Hold my hand. – No, I must run!
Stay. Trust me! Trust me!
– Stay here. Stay. – They will hate me!
No, I promise you, no!
– Father? – This is my friend, he...
G...good day, sir.
(CREATURE GROANS)
(SCREAMS)
– What is it? – Get away from him, you! Get away!
– Let him go, you devil! – Stay!
– You leave my father alone! – No, there's nothing wrong!
AGATHA: It's revolting! FELIX: Get out! Get out!
AGATHA: Drive it out! DE LACEY: No! Felix! He's...
AGATHA: Thrash it! Thrash it! Kill it! CREATURE: You promised!
AGATHA: Awful, awful beast!
– Are you hurt? – It's all right. You're safe.
– We won't leave you again. – He was hungry! He did me no harm!
– Have you no compassion? – It was a monster!
– No man is a monster! – But it wasn't a man!
DE LACEY: What have I done? Dear God, what have I done?
(SOBBING)
(ROARS)
What do they do when they feel like this?
Heroes, Romans, emperors – what do they do?
I know.
They plot. They revenge.
I sweep to my revenge!
(SHOUTING/CLANGING)
(♪ VIOLENT DISCORD)
(MUSIC DROWNS OUT VOICES)
(♪ HARSH RHYTHMIC PULSING)
(♪ SWEET MELODIC CHIMES)
(LAUGHTER)
CHILD: 16, 17, 18, 19,
– 20, 21, 22... – Down!
– 23, 24, 25, 26... – (WOMAN SHOUTS PLAYFULLY)
Get ready, everyone!
27, 28, 29,
29 and a half..30!
Ready or not, I'm coming!
Whoa! I'm giddy!
You'd better be well-hidden!
CREATURE: Hello, boy.
– Don't turn around! – What?
I said don't turn around!
– Please don't! – Very well, sir.
– Where am I? – Near Geneva.
– Geneva? – Yes, sir. The lake!
– Can't you see it? It's there! – The lake.
How it glistens! I have come a long way.
Walking at night. Fish in the streams. Do you fish?
– Oh, yes! – What do you catch?
– What bait do you use? – Um... I should go to my friends.
– We're playing! – Guess who I am.
– Are you a friend of the family's? – Yes.
Then you're a judge, or a minister, perhaps.
I am a judge.
– Don't look! – What?
I said don't look at me!
I shan't.
– What's your name? – William. What's yours, sir?
We can be friends, William. We can go hiking.
– We can climb those mountains over there! – Climb Mont Blanc?
– Yes! Let's go, friend! – Great!
No, sorry, I'm not allowed. Father would be angry!
Oh, forget about him. Come with me. Let's climb Mont Blanc!
(CRYING) I'd like to, but I can't!
Everyone has friends, William. You must be my friend.
I have to find my father! Let me go! Let me go!
I will release you,
– if you answer my question. – What is it?
I seek a man called Frankenstein.
Have you heard of him?
That's my name!
You?
Frankenstein?
(SCREAMS) You're ugly! Leave me alone!
– Victor Frankenstein? He is your father? – No! Victor's my brother!
– Where is he? – He's at home. He's always at home.
– Can I see him? – No, of course you can't!
We must be friends, William. Everyone has friends.
We will go climbing in those mountains after you take me to see Victor.
– No! You're revolting! – What is he? What does he do?
– He's a scholar, a genius! – Was he ever in Ingolstadt?
Yes, he studied there. He's come home to marry Elizabeth.
But he's silly, he never leaves his room. He's missing everything!
You will bring him to me.
– Come. – No! I shan't!
(SCREAMS) My father's a magistrate! He'll punish you for this!
– You'll go to prison! Help! – Quiet, boy!
VOICES CALLING: William! William! William!
MAN: This is where you were playing? WOMAN: Yes, we were hiding.
– He was coming to find us. – Where were you hiding?
– Down at the boat-house. – You didn't see anything?
– No, nothing. – Heard nothing?
He was calling out. I thought it was part of the game!
William! William!
Divide into teams! You and you, come with me!
They are looking, everyone is looking, you may go home.
– William's missing! How long has it been? – Since this afternoon.
– But you may go home. – I've a duty to help, Father.
Victor, it doesn't help anybody when you become agitated.
He's my brother! You let me join the search! I must!
SERVANT: Over here! Monsieur Frankenstein, look at this!
– It's William's hat. – What was he doing here?
– We were playing hide-and-seek. – And you didn't keep him in view?
I was hiding from him. How could I keep him in view?
– But where were you? – Well, where were you?
– Locked in your study, I suppose? – William was not my responsibility.
– He was yours! – You have responsibility for what, exactly?
Enough! The villagers are saying... Clarice?
They say they've seen a beast in the mountains, sir.
VICTOR: A beast? What kind of a beast? SERVANT: A monster. Tall as a pine tree!
– They say it breathes blue fire! – And they think this thing took William?
– Someone took him! He can't be found. – No one knows what's up those mountains.
CLARICE: I know what's up those mountains.
Snow and ice. And a bit more snow and ice. That's all!
Spread out! Keep looking! He may be nearby.
SERVANTS: William! William! Willy!
What do they mean, a monster?
They've seen some sort of animal, presumably.
They didn't say an animal. They said a monster, a creature.
– Folk tales! – Who exactly saw it?
I don't know! Does it matter?
Victor, you don't look well.
I haven't seen you for weeks. You're always in your room.
– Why do you need to see me? – We're supposed to be getting married!
Oh. (AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
– So I'm expected to... – Talk to me occasionally, yes!
What if I haven't got anything to say? What am I meant to do then?
SERVANTS: Monsieur! Come and see! On the lake!
– What is it? – An open boat!
– See, it's drifting against the current! – That's impossible!
– Against the wind! – Is someone pulling it?
– No, no one! – Is there anyone aboard?
Haul it in!
Hurry!
William!
CLARICE: Is it the child? ELIZABETH: Oh, please, no!
VICTOR: He's dead, Father.
M. FRANKENSTEIN: Is it him? CLARICE: Angels in heaven! Little William!
Have mercy on his soul!
M. FRANKENSTEIN: My boy. Let me see him.
Carry him.
Sound the bell.
My son is dead.
What are those papers?
Victor, it looks like your hand.
These are diagrams, equations. University work! What are they doing here?
– It seems they're pages from my journal. – Well, where is your journal?
I don't know.
I lost it!
– I don't know where it is! – Victor!
(BELL TOLLS)
(♪ LABORIOUS POUNDING)
(WIND HOWLS)
Are you here?
Where are you?
Are you here?
Where are you?
You show yourself, you monstrous thing!
VICTOR: (LAUGHING) My God!
Muscular co-ordination – hand and eye.
Perfect balance!
Excellent tissue, and the sutures have held!
I failed to make it handsome, but I gave it strength and grace.
What an achievement!
Unsurpassed in scientific endeavour!
My God, the madness of that night!
The heat, the sweat, the infusions!
The moment I saw it crawl towards me, and I...
– You ran away. – What?
You...abandoned me.
– It speaks! – Yes, Frankenstein.
– It speaks! – You know my name?
– My journal! – Why did you abandon me?
– I was terrified. What had I done? – Built a man and given him life!
– Well, now I have come to take it away. – Have you?
– I have come to kill you! – To kill me? Then why did you create me?
To prove that I could.
– So you make sport with my life? – In the cause of science!
You are my greatest experiment, but an experiment that has gone wrong.
An experiment that must be curtailed!
Be still, genius! (VICTOR GROANS)
– I have a request. – Damn you, you can't have requests!
Oh, I can! Listen to me, it is your duty!
– I've no duty to a murderer! – If I am a murderer, you made me one!
You killed my brother! You did it, not me!
I curse the day you drew breath.
Since then I've lived in darkness.
"Is this the Region, this the Soil, the Clime,
"Said then the lost Archangel.
"This the seat that we must change for Heav'n,
"This mournful gloom for that celestial light?"
That's "Paradise Lost"!
You've read "Paradise Lost"?
– I liked it. – Why?
You saw yourself as Adam?
I should be Adam. God was proud of Adam.
But Satan is the one I sympathise with.
For like Satan, I was driven out, though I did no wrong.
And when I see others content,
I feel the bile rise in my throat,
and it tastes like Satan's bile!
This is remarkable! You are educated and you have memory!
Yes, I use it to remember being hunted like a rat,
running from human places, finding refuge in the woods.
I use it to remember being beaten and whipped.
And I was good.
– I wanted to be good! – Then why did you kill William?
I wished to see you, and you came. Would you have come otherwise?
If I had killed half of Ingolstadt, would you have come?
Did no one show you kindness?
There was an old man, he taught me many things
but he was blind, he never saw my face.
He did not know that I looked like this!
After a year had gone by, after he had described to me the seasons,
and I'd watched them go round – one-two-three-four –
when I was one year old, he said they would take me in,
the son and his wife, beautiful wife.
– What happened? – You know what happened.
– Oh, God, I do! – I...
burned them in a fire.
– I'm sorry, I... – Sorry? You are sorry?
You caused this!
This is your universe, Frankenstein!
Here is my request.
I wish to be part of society, but no human being will associate with me.
But one of my own kind, one just as deformed and horrible,
– she would understand, she would... – What?
– I want a female built like me. – A female?
You did this. You alone have the power to...
To create another monster, another brute?
– No, I will not. – It is my right!
You have no rights! You are a slave!
You want me to build you a female, so the pair of you can be wicked together.
No, I will not! Torture me as much as you like, I'll never consent!
I will not torture you.
I will reason with you. Isn't that what we are supposed to do?
– Have a dialogue? – There is no dialogue with killers.
Yet you'd kill me if you could! Why, you have just tried!
Why is your killing justified and mine is not?
I won't argue with you! My God, I'm halfway up a mountain, debating with a...
– A living creature! – A nothing!
A filthy mass of nothing!
I am your master. You should show respect!
A master has duties.
You left me to die!
I am not a slave. I am free!
If you deny my request I will make you my enemy.
I will work at your destruction.
I will dedicate myself.
I will not rest until I desolate your heart!
I apologise.
I... I did intend to reason.
I am capable of logic.
I do not think what I ask is immoderate.
A creature of another sex, but as hideous as me.
If you consent, we will disappear together.
We will go to the wilds of South America.
We will build our little paradise and live there in peace.
And no human being will see us again. What do you say?
I am amazed you have learnt so much, so fast!
Are you proud of me?
– Proud? No. – Why not?
– Because your logic is flawed. – Is it? Is it?
You say you'll go abroad and disappear,
yet you also say you yearn to be accepted by society.
But won't you grow tired of exile?
Won't you return, and try once more to live amongst people,
only to meet with their detestation – because that is what you will meet with?
Only now, when you run wild, there will be two of you and double the destruction.
– Why should I facilitate this? – Because I am lonely!
Every creature has a mate.
Every bird in the sky!
Even you are to be married!
Why would you deny me the comforts you allow yourself?
A moment ago you were amazed at my intellect,
but now you harden your heart.
Please, do not be inconsistent.
I find it infuriating.
(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
All I ask is the possibility of love.
– Love? – Yes.
– You think it is a possibility for you? – Yes!
– A good man deserves it! – Are you a good man?
I would be! Oh, I would be!
I regret that you are lonely.
– I did not foresee... – That I might have feelings?
You were an equation!
A theorem. I confess it! A puzzle to be solved.
But if you are sentient and you will depart...
Frankenstein, if you build me a companion, I will quit Europe for ever.
I will vanish into air. There will be no more destruction. I will be gone.
– Will you swear to be peaceful? – Yes! I beg you to believe me!
If you gave me your word that you would leave here for ever,
and never return – never! If you swear, and swear solemnly....
I swear by the blue sky,
by the white snow, by the fire of love that burns in my heart,
that if you grant my request you will never have to look on me again
for as long as the world turns around!
– You think it turns round? – Yes, of course.
(LAUGHTER)
(CREATURE LAUGHS)
You must understand, the work is hard.
You alone can do it. You alone have the skill.
I alone, in the whole world, and no one to share the secret!
Look, down there. Do you see them? Little men, with their little lives.
– Little houses! Little men! – I am different.
You, you are a king! The King of Science!
Build me a woman. Please! I beg you! A bride.
A bride should be beautiful.
She should have pretty eyes, shining hair.
She should not be hideous, she should be as lovely as possible.
– Oh, yes! – I will not repeat my mistakes.
We can only go forward, we can never go back.
Master, work your magic once more. I beg you!
A female, I haven't even considered the question.
There are differences of anatomy, of course, but also differences of what?
– Of temperament? Humour? Skill? – I don't know!
– What are females good at? – I don't know!
My God, what a challenge!
If I could build something immaculate, something I could exhibit.
Not a demon, but a goddess!
Goddess!
If she was indistinguishable. If she was...perfect!
Imagine that!
I may be damned,
but I'll attempt it.
– You will comply with my request? – I will comply with your request.
If you give me your word that afterward you will leave us be.
I will! If you give me your word that you will do it!
What is that for?
– You shake it. – I shake it?
We seal the bargain. Take my hand.
Thank you! Thank you! My dream's come true!
– Go home and begin your work at once! – Home? I can't do it at home!
– Why not? What happens at home? – Do this work in my father's house? No!
Then go where you need to.
I will be watching! (ECHO) ..will be watching...
(CLOCK CHIMES THREE)
– Your post, sir. – Letters of condolence.
The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away.
I know, Clarice, I know.
VICTOR: Out.
– Victor! Where have you been? – In the mountains, on the sea of ice.
This is a house of death. It is no time to go adventuring!
Father, I have to make a long journey. I leave today.
Today?
– But what about William? – He isn't coming.
– I must travel to England. Goodbye. – England? Why?
– Work. – For a year I haven't seen you work!
What is this work for which you must decamp to England?
– I don't expect you to understand... – No, I do not understand!
I do not believe your studies are so important.
– I order you to remain for the funeral! – I have no intention of obeying. I must go.
– And your wedding? – It will have to be postponed.
– But Elizabeth... – Elizabeth will wait.
I was in Ingolstadt for six years. A little longer won't make much difference.
Victor, why are you so sad? When your mother was dying...
– Please don't bring her into this! – When your mother was dying,
I gave a promise that I would see you wed your cousin Elizabeth.
That was my wife's last wish, that you might be happily married.
Oh, you were such a brilliant child, a carefree child,
alert and inquisitive, the joy of our days!
I came to believe you would do great things and I would be proud of you!
Instead, we have this sullenness, this melancholy, this low fog of gloom.
You flout my authority! You do not respect the codes by which we live!
If you insist on leaving, I cannot stop you, but you may tell your fiancée yourself.
Elizabeth?
Where is the boy I remember?
Where is he, Victor? Where has he gone?
(EERIE SIGH OF ICY BREATH)
(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Your father tells me you are leaving us.
Why, Victor? Why must you go to England?
Because in England they are at the forefront of electro-chemistry.
I've heard of real breakthroughs by vitalists, galvanists.
I must go and see for myself!
– And for that, you'll put off our wedding? – Yes.
– It's critical for my experiments. – What are your experiments?
I'd say that they're beyond a woman's scope.
– Which part might be beyond my scope? – All of it, actually.
Are you suggesting I'm less intelligent than you?
Yes.
– I mean less educated. – Well, that's hardly my fault.
I wasn't allowed to go to school.
But I can learn, Victor. I could be your assistant.
Hah! What is a Voltaic pile?
– A Leyden jar? Electric eggs? – You know perfectly well I don't know.
– What is a Voltaic pile? – It's for storing an electrostatic charge.
– You link several jars in parallel... – Oh, please, take me with you.
– It sounds so exciting! – I will go first to Oxford,
spend several months at the university, there is nothing exciting about that.
– I don't care! I'll come. – I'll be in the library all day.
I'll be as quiet as a mouse. Let me come!
Subsequently, I will travel to the islands of Scotland,
barren rocks in a barren ocean.
– It is, I am told, an awful place. – I don't care! We'll be together!
– Elizabeth, it's no situation for a woman! – And do you think this is?
The world is turning, Victor, and I'm sitting in Switzerland, watching it!
I know it's picturesque, the mountains, the lake, but it's so quiet,
it's oppressive and the people are dull.
I want to go to Paris, Rome, America!
I want to talk to you about your work,
about the world, about music, politics, everything!
– I have no interest in music or politics. – Have you any interest in me?
Elizabeth, you are beautiful. You will make a...beautiful wife.
Victor, what do you think I am, a specimen?
May I ask you something?
I want to have children. Do you want to have children?
– Yes, of course... – No.
– Do you want to give me children? – God willing, yes I do.
Then show me how you'll give me children.
Kiss me, Victor.
Touch me.
Feel my heart beat!
Must you go?
Can't you stay?
I wish I could stay, but I cannot.
Then go and do your work, and be brilliant!
And after that, come home to me
and be my husband and give me a dozen children!
Go!
Thank you.
VOICES: ♪ Oh save us from the sulph'rous hail
♪ Or lost in storm o'er blow-in
♪ The fiery surge beneath us laid From Heaven received us falling
♪ Come thunder winged and lightning... ♪
(STORM SWALLOWS UP THE SONG)
VICTOR: Is the weather always like this?
– This is quite a nice day! – It's not much o' a croft, sir.
The roof is poor. Will you be all right here?
VICTOR: For my needs, it's fine. Your wife can bring me some food?
She can, sir, but it's simple. Fish, mainly.
We don't touch meat, do we, Rab?
– Unless it swims, we don't eat it. – Eggs.
– We eat eggs. – They're the exception. Eggs.
– Oatcakes, turnips, carrots... – Aye, aye, all right!
(WIND HOWLS)
– Where do you want this, sir? – Set it down there.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Here's the price we agreed for the porterage and three months' rent.
But I would be prepared to give you very much more, Ewan,
if you could perform another service for me.
My field, you see, is anatomy.
The human body.
To progress my research, I require certain materials.
It's an unorthodox discipline and somewhat disapproved of in academic circles.
But you have my word that it is for the public good.
Oh, I don't like the sound o' that!
Quiet, Rab! We don't move in academic circles.
Go on, sir. It's illegal, I take it?
We are a long way from any court of law.
The nights are dark, and in science we keep our secrets.
– What is it you want? – Human remains. Fresh.
He's a surgeon! I knew it!
– Here, that's grave-robbing! – We are Christians in the Orkneys, sir!
– We don't rob the dead in their graves. – But the dead are dead, aren't they?
They're not coming back.
I don't subscribe to the view that it's unethical to use them for medical research.
No, nor do I.
Just think what will be possible in the future, eh, Rab?
Shall we gain the upper hand over sickness and disease?
Have you any idea what we will be capable of,
if brilliant men are allowed to do our work?
– Uncle Ewan... – Quiet, Rab!
I'll do nothing on my own island, but what is it exactly that you're after?
Have you heard of any young woman who has died very recently?
– Aye, on Ronaldsay. – Not your kin?
– No, no' my kin. – Not diseased?
– Drowned! – May God have mercy on her.
A good-lookin' lass, she was. Rab liked her.
– I did not. I liked her sister! – You did!
She was beautiful?
– No' bad. – Good.
Are you prepared to work to my exact specifications?
– Well, Rab, he can't read... – I can read!
– Do him a drawing. – Uncle Ewan...
– You will do as the gentleman says! – How far is it to Ronaldsay?
(THUNDER CLAP)
EWAN: Is she in?
RAB: There's a bit sticking oot. EWAN: What is it?
– I don't know, it's a girl! – Och! Come on, laddie, push!
She's in!
You have strange taste, Rab, that's all I can say.
– I find her terrible skinny. – I said the sister.
– The sister's fatter. Uncle Ewan? – Aye.
– What's he going to do? – I don't know.
This is no' right, Uncle Ewan.
As the man said, they're dead, they're no' coming back.
– Are you ready? – Aye.
Heave!
VICTOR: Have you got it? EWAN: Oh, Jesus!
– Aye, sir. – Haul it to the boat.
– This is only the first, Ewan. – Is it, sir?
I shall need a regular supply of internal organs.
Very good, sir.
RAB: Organs?
Quiet, Rab. Meat for the dogs.
Nothing you're no' familiar wi'.
Now, come on!
Uncle Ewan!
Is this how I was formed?
Stolen at night from wet soil?
Made out of meat for the dogs?
Even I can feel disgust!
And will he fashion me beauty from this filth?
And will I want her, stinking of death?
(THUNDER ROLLS)
(KNOCK AT THE DOOR)
VICTOR: Wait!
Come!
(HEAVY WEIGHT DRAGGING) EWAN: Here y'are, sir.
Thank you, Ewan.
This will be the last. Thank you for all your assistance.
– You will be leaving our island soon? – Soon.
– And I have done you good service? – Excellent service, yes.
– And the food was all right? – The food was unbelievable.
Sir, you're no' looking too marvellous, if you don't mind my saying.
I'm tired, that's all.
But my work is nearly done!
And let me tell you...
I think I can say I have excelled.
I'm very pleased to hear it. Farewell to sickness and disease, eh?
Goodbye, Ewan.
Goodbye, sir.
(WIND WHISTLES OUTSIDE)
– William! – So how do you do it?
– It's late, you should be in bed. – How do you bring dead things to life?
– Is it easy? – No, it's hard.
– It's some kind of miracle. – Tell me the secret.
– When did you start? – At school.
Did you bring the teachers to life? That really would be a miracle.
School was so boring!
I wanted to find out why things exist, how things exist,
not absurd divinity and idiotic music.
The laws of existence!
So I started to read forbidden books – Agrippa, Paracelsus.
– The alchemists! – Yes!
They were true men of science. They mapped the heavens.
They tracked the course of the stars.
They classified the air we breathe, the circulation of our blood.
All modern medicine comes from them.
I too wished to penetrate nature, to lay bare her deepest mysteries.
So I studied mathematics.
– I experimented with galvanism... – What's that?
You induce spasms in inanimate flesh with a current from a chloride battery,
where a zinc plate's laid on a solution of ammonium chloride and Ceylon moss.
– How thrilling! – And as I watched the current arc
between bismuth and antimony I found myself asking,
where does the principle of life, the actual spark of life, where does it come from?
– It comes from God. – Yes, but only from God?
– I don't know. – Can a man be a god?
– I don't know! – Well, I had to find out.
– So off to the graveyard I went. – Oh, Victor! Yuk!
I watched flesh rot in the soil, I watched worms eat eyes,
maggots chew the tissue of the brain.
I went to executions and charnel-houses.
I studied the moment of change from life to death, the specificity of the moment,
the annihilation of the spark, until suddenly, months later,
in a fever of creativity,
I found that I could identify and replicate the prime cause of life!
What is it?
I can't tell you that, Will, you're only little.
What are you going to do with it?
I don't know.
I have travelled where no man has travelled.
I wonder how far I can go.
I can create people, Will!
Living people! Look at me.
I breathe the breath of God!
– Will they reproduce? – What?
Will they have wombs, the females?
Will they breed? How quickly will they breed?
How fast is the cycle? How many in a litter?
– 50? 100? 1,000? – William!
And if the children breed with the children?
– Will they do your bidding? – What are you saying?
You are their king. Will they do as you tell them?
Or will they be bad, like the one who killed me?
CREATURE: Frankenstein!
– Where is she? – She is here.
– Show me, genius! – Wait!
CREATURE: Look!
VICTOR: Isn't she fine?
CREATURE: She is beautiful!
VICTOR: Yes.
Your work is so detailed!
The cuts so fine.
The lustre of her skin!
VICTOR: She is perfect – a perfect wife.
Frankenstein, I admire you.
– I can't give her to you. – Why not?
How do I know what will happen if I bring her fully to life?
I didn't know how you'd turn out, how dangerous you'd be.
– How can I know about her? – Sir!
If it has been possible for me to overcome my disgusting origins
and transform myself into a rational being,
she, my wife, will do the same.
– And if she doesn't? – But she will!
I will teach her morality, as De Lacey taught me.
But you have sworn to live as an outcast. Supposing she prefers the town?
She has no choice. We go to Argentina!
What if she refuses to accept a bargain made before she was even created?
Come on! Use your brain!
She might reject you. She might abhor the sight of you!
She might take one look at you and run.
She might say she prefers to live with a man, not a monster!
– Stop talking! You are cruel! – Look at her! Look!
Exquisitely constructed, don't you agree? Look at those cheeks, those lips!
Look at those breasts! Who would not desire those breasts?
What if she leaves you? What if she finds someone else?
How will you feel if you are rejected by one of your own species,
the only one of your own species,
the only one you can take to your bed, how will you react?
– I will run mad if she leaves me! – It's a risk, then, isn't it?
No, because I will show her such adoration,
such devotion, she will never want to leave!
– So it is a risk I should take? – You must! You must!
Please. She is mine! Please.
Please, please!
– Are you saying you will protect her? – Yes! I will be there!
– Nobody will harm her. – Are you saying you will love her?
– Yes, I will! – Love is not something one can learn.
Not something one can teach. Either you feel it in your soul....
Oh, master! I love her. I do! I love her. I do.
– Are you telling me you have a soul? – I must!
Say you believe me.
How does it feel, to be in love?
It feels like all the life is bubbling up and spilling from my mouth.
It feels like my lungs are on fire
and my heart is a hammer,
and that I can do anything in the world!
Anything in the world!
Is that how it feels?
Yes, that is how it feels.
Bring her to life and I will cherish her for ever.
Those are the words I was waiting to hear.
You have shown you have some grasp of the emotion we call love.
Agh!
Now, be patient. I will complete her.
You can help me. We will not send her out into the world in this condition.
We will dress her, dress her as a queen.
– A queen! – Go to that trunk.
It contains some clothes, my fiancée's.
Select the finest for your bride.
Now, let me work. I'll call you when you're needed.
I will dress her in lace and velvet.
I will give her silk and pearls.
I will walk in the garden with my fair angelic Eve!
I will be Adam! She will be Eve!
And all the memory of hell will melt like snow.
(ELECTRICITY FIZZES)
(FEMALE SCREAMS)
(SLICING AND HACKING)
No!
What do you know of the power of love?
It is irrational, a pool of unreason!
It is anarchic, volatile, vertiginous, mad! Above all, it is uncontrollable!
A million of you on the Earth coupling, procreating?
No! You are the only one of your species and that is how you will stay!
CREATURE: Awake, my fairest, my espoused!
– Awake! Awake! – She will never awake!
(CREATURE WAILS)
(KNOCK ON THE DOOR) MAN: Sir! Sir!
– Open the door! – Victor! Let us in!
Frankenstein, you broke your word!
You may expect me again!
OUTSIDE: Victor! Victor!
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
– There's something running off! – Jesus Christ! What is it?
Victor! Open the door!
(THUNDER CLAP)
(PANTING)
Excuse me!
– Father...? – What in God's name is this place?
– Father, you came. – Victor, you were gone too long.
– We were worried! – You don't know what I've done.
– No matter what, boy, come home. – I must be married at once.
– I must marry Elizabeth at once. At once! – Please, help me get him to the boat.
Take this. Destroy it! I want you to promise me that it will be destroyed!
– Your journal? – Destroy it, burn it!
You give me your word as a magistrate. No one must read it again.
Give me your word that it will be destroyed.
I give you my word. Come home.
What has he been doing here? You, man, speak!
Medical research, sir – as he said!
Medical research?
Holy Christ.
(CHURCH BELL RINGS)
♪ Lift up your voice and raise your wine
♪ To bless the house of Frankenstein
♪ The vows are sworn, the knot is tied
♪ The garlands thrown on groom and bride
♪ Lift up your voice and raise your wine
♪ To bless the house of Frankenstein
♪ Once boy and girl, now man and wife
♪ We wish them long and fruitful life
♪ Lift up your voice and raise your wine
♪ To bless the house of Frank... ♪
(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
(DISTANT BELLS PEAL) Listen!
You can still hear the bells ringing over the water.
– So you can. – Many congratulations, mistress.
– It was a splendid day. – Thank you.
– Will you please get me ready for bed? – Yes, mistress.
– I want to look beautiful. – Yes, mistress.
– Perhaps then he'll... – I'm sure he will.
He never touches me, Clarice.
He never comes near. He barely spoke to me after the service.
Well, he has always been peculiar.
– What have I done wrong? – You've done nothing, mistress.
Men, you know! They're as nervous as we are on their wedding night.
A lot of them have no experience whatever.
– I'm not nervous. – I know you're not, mistress.
And yet you don't know what to expect, do you?
None of us do, first time.
It can come as quite a shock.
So just remember, there's no shame in keeping your eyes shut.
Some ladies never get used to it, to be perfectly honest.
Oh, but I'm sure you will.
Here we are, mistress. You'll look as pretty as a picture.
– Where is he? – He'll be along shortly, mistress.
You wait and see. Having a glass or two, probably, if he's anything like my husband.
He'd put a bag on my head if he could.
(LAUGHTER)
Come along now, mistress, let's pop you into bed.
First I must pray. That's all.
Good night, mistress, God bless.
(CLARICE GIGGLES)
ELIZABETH: Victor! VICTOR: Report!
– We patrolled the roof and the terrace. – We have men down at the lake.
Good, wait for me outside. I'll join you presently.
– Victor, what is going on? – The house is secure.
– There are guards at every door. – Why? What is going on? Tell me.
– I should have told you before. – Yes, I think you should!
It...
It is one of my experiments, Elizabeth.
You will find this hard to credit, and there is little time to explain but...
the simple fact is...I built a man.
– You did what? – I built a man.
– And succeeded in animating him. – Say that again?
I built a man!
"Animating him"?
– Do you mean bringing him to life? – Yes, bringing him to life.
– My creature, I brought him to life! – Your creature?
– You don't believe me. – Yes.
Yes, I do.
If you say you have made a creature and brought him to life,
then I do believe you, of course.
– What is it, like a puppet? – No, a functioning man!
– A brute of a man! – Well, this is ridiculous.
You are telling me that you have made some sort of creature,
with your electric eggs, presumably, and it – what? It does what?
– It pursues me. – Victor, you have been very ill.
In Scotland you had a nervous collapse.
Look, there is a thing out there and it means to destroy me!
I have lured it here and now I must act. I must kill him before he kills me!
– What do you mean you have lured it here? – I knew he would come for...
– For the...the... – The... The wedding?
Did you send him an invitation? (GASPS) Victor, he wasn't on the list(!)
Elizabeth – this is serious!
Please believe me!
You are asking me to believe that you have created some sort of monster?
– Yes. – Why?
I beg your pardon?
Why? Why did you do that?
Because I had a vision.
A vision of perfection.
I followed Nature into her lair, and I stripped her of her secrets.
I did it, Elizabeth.
I have brought torrents of light into a darkening world.
I did it, Elizabeth, I did it!
I have never doubted your brilliance.
I have beaten death!
I have done it! I've made a living thing!
– But if you wanted to create life... – Yes, that's it.
– That's exactly what I wanted. – Then why not just give me a child?
– We could have married years ago! – No, that's not...
Because that is how we create life, Victor.
– That is the usual way. – I am talking about science!
No.
You are talking about pride.
You've been trying God's work.
Is that what you're telling me? And it has gone awry.
In you I found...paradise.
But the apple is eaten.
We cannot go back.
You've meddled with the natural order
and led us into chaos, because you worship the gods of electricity and gas!
What is wrong with you men?
There are guards all around the house.
I will kill this thing that I foolishly made and then I will come back to you.
– Please, don't go! Hold me, please! – There's time for that when this is done.
I do love you, Elizabeth.
Dear God, watch over him!
CREATURE: Don't scream!
I will not hurt you. Don't scream!
I need your help.
Can you guess who I am?
(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
But he didn't mention what I looked like, did he?
Are you curious, Elizabeth?
Don't scream.
I will release you.
Turn around. Look at me.
(SHE GASPS)
I need your help.
I have a grievance.
Victor did this?
Do you think he is clever?
– A genius! – Yes, that is right!
– What is your name? – My name?
Ha! What luxury that would be!
He didn't give me one.
Touch.
What do you feel, Elizabeth?
– Heat. – And here?
A heartbeat.
Just like yours.
Now if you please,
we'll have none of that!
– You say you have a grievance? – Madame!
Your husband is a good man, but he does not keep his word.
If you had a child and it looked like me, would you abandon it?
– I'd never abandon a child. – Are you quite sure?
– I'm sure. – No matter how repulsive?
– I am sure! – Well, he did!
He left me because I look like this, because I am different.
If Victor has treated you poorly, I shall speak to him.
– You may count on that. – Isn't he coming to your bed?
He must learn to take responsibility for his actions...
Surely he desires you on your wedding night?
..and that we must always stand up for the disadvantaged.
Absolutely! Give voice to the oppressed.
Will you put my case?
What is it you want?
I did not ask to be born, but once born, I will fight to live.
All life is precious – even mine.
He promised to give me the one thing I lack, the one thing I need to be content.
But then he broke his word.
I... I... I want a friend. That is all.
I'll be your friend.
If you'll let me.
Will you?
If you need help, then let's see what we can do.
Sit with me!
I will not hurt you, I promise.
I am educated.
I know right from wrong.
Incredible.
You are quite extraordinary.
– Me? – Yes, you.
Perhaps I am a genius, too?
(LAUGHS FONDLY) Perhaps you are.
What are you good at?
I am good at the art of assimilation.
I have watched and listened and learned.
At first, I knew nothing, but I studied the ways of men
and slowly I learnt how to ruin...
..how to hate,
how to debase,
how to humiliate.
And at the feet of my master, I learnt the highest of human skills,
the skill no other creature owns.
I finally learnt how to lie.
Lie?
Tonight I have met someone perfect.
Thank you for trying to understand.
But he broke his word,
so I break mine.
I am truly sorry, Elizabeth.
(HE SOBS QUIETLY)
What do you mean?
Victor! No!
No! No! No, please!
Shoot me!
Kill me!
Please!
Sir?
Pick her up! Bring her to my rooms!
– Sir, she's dead! – Carry her!
– But she's gone, sir, she's... – I can bring her back, Clarice.
I can bring her back! Quickly! I have the equipment.
I can reverse the process. She's still warm. She's lost no blood!
– Quickly there! – Sir, you must prevent him!
Stop this at once!
CLARICE: She is dead, sir!
My dear Elizabeth!
– Gone for ever! Cover her. – No, no.
– Now! – I can bring her back! I have the skill!
– What do you mean? – I mean resurrect her! Trust me!
– What are you saying? – CLARICE: He's gone mad, sir!
I am not mad! I have powers beyond your comprehension.
– How dare you call me mad? – Victor, this is not godly!
I cannot bear it!
You! Whenever you look behind you, I'll be there!
Restrain him! First William, now Elizabeth!
– Your mind is disordered! – My mind is superb! It's superb!
Take him away! He's monstrous!
Oh, dear God, please forgive me.
– Sir, be still. – What have I brought into this world?
You did your best.
I failed.
(♪ MELANCHOLIC CHORDS)
CREATURE: My heart is black.
It stinks.
My mind, once filled with dreams of beauty,
is a furnace of revenge!
Three years ago, when I was born,
I laughed for joy at the heat of the sun,
I cried at the call of the birds.
(HE SQUAWKS)
The world was a cornucopia to me!
Now, it is a waste of frost and snow.
The son becomes the father.
The master, the slave.
I have led him across the Black Sea, through Tartary and Russia.
I have led him out past Archangel and on to the ice.
We go north, always north.
His dogs are dead, his supplies exhausted,
but we have a compact we must keep.
He lives for my destruction.
I live to lead him on.
Frankenstein!
Come!
Oh.
What is the matter?
Are you cold?
Do you feel forsaken?
Come, great explorer! Look – there is food.
Mm! Seal meat! Explorers' food!
Come!
You wanted power.
Look at you!
Immortality. Look at you!
Why did you treat me like a criminal?
– You killed my wife! – You killed mine!
– You have brought this upon yourself. – How? How did I?
Did I ask to be created? Did I ask you to make me from some muck in a sack?
I am different!
I know I am different.
I have tried to be the same, but I am different!
Why can I not be who I am?
Why does humanity detest me?
The only one to show pity was Elizabeth.
Lovely Elizabeth.
I can still taste her strawberry lips.
I can still feel her warm breasts,
her thighs.
– I know what I have done! – Elizabeth.
Up! Up! We go on, on, on to the Pole!
Let's make some discoveries! Let's find the source of the magnet!
What do you say? Bring light to the darkness! Up!
(LAUGHS)
Master, don't tell me you are dead already!
Master?
Don't you have more stamina than that? We have only just started!
Awake!
Don't... Don't leave me.
Don't leave me alone!
You and I, we are one.
While you live, I live.
When you are gone, I must go, too.
Master, what is death?
What will it feel like?
Can I die?
Frankenstein!
Forgive me my cruelty, please.
Forgive me. I... I cannot stop.
I am driven on! The moon draws me on.
The solitary moon!
We can only go forward, we can never go back.
Huh! Drink, master! Drink!
It is good wine.
Drink.
All I wanted was your love.
I would have loved you with all my heart.
My poor creator!
(VICTOR GROANS)
Master! You do love me! You do!
I don't know what love is.
I will teach you!
VICTOR: Every chance I had of love, I threw away.
Every shred of human warmth,
I cut to pieces.
Hatred is what I understand.
Only you give me purpose.
You, I desire.
Go on.
Walk on.
You must be destroyed.
CREATURE: Good boy.
That's the spirit!
Bring my miserable line to an end! (SILVER RATTLES)
Up! Up!
Come!
Scientist!
Destroy me!
Destroy your creation!
Come!
(♪ HARSH INDUSTRIAL BEAT)
(HEARTBEAT)
(APPLAUSE)
(CHEERS AND WHISTLES)
(HUGE CHEER)
(♪ "Dawn Of Eden" by Underworld)
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