The Bride

Dr. Zahlus?

Now, Baron?

Yes, but quickly.

Quickly, Doctor.

That's better piece of work altogether,

my dear, Baron, than your previous effort.

Be quiet.

Paulus?

Now lower the arm.

She's coming alive.

Raise the arm.

She must come down.

Stop the sand!

Stop it, now!

Paulus, get her down!

Will you stop the sand!

God, we're losing her.

We've destroyed her!

Will you do something?

Will you do something?

She's gone.

Mine.

Take your filthy hands off me.

For me.

Yes, she's for you.

Yes, for me.

For me.

Now.

For me.

Don't be so impetuous.

For me, you.

For me.

You fool.

Imbecile.

Oh.

Not mine?

Hate me.

You lie.

You lie.

No!

Paulus, the globe!

I don't know if you understand.

Un, understand.

You've had a terrible dream.

You're safe now.

Safe

And you must sleep.

Sleep.

Bird.

You stop it.

You kiddos, stop pushing.

Clear off.

Stop it, let me down.

I've got to get going, right away.

Stop it, let go of them.

Leave me alone.

Let me go.

Get out, go away.

Run away and leave me alone.

Oh, get off.

Run away, go on, get out of here.

Leave me alo...

Well, thanks for that.

Man?

Yes, I'm a man.

In every sense of the word.

If you catch my drift.

My name, in case you're interested is Rinaldo.

And what's yours, sir?

No name.

Oh, no name?

In conk, on the run, aye?

Well there's nothing wrong in that.

I myself am on this road to Budapest.

Where I intend to join the circus.

We can walk together if you like?

If you want the company?

C'mon, it's a long way to Budapest.

You know, you look a bit

like the circus type yourself.

A strong man, stake driver, store mucker.

There'll be plenty of work for the likes of you and me,

no questions asked.

Also, since we are going in the same direction,

it occurs to me that a gigantic fellow like you,

might set a tiny fellow like me right up on your shoulders,

and not even know he was there.

What do you think, aye?

Give it a try?

Up there, Rinaldo?

No, no.

Gently.

Understand?

Gently.

Gently.

Now, up on your shoulder.

Very good.

Very comfortable indeed.

C'mon.

Rinaldo.

Secrets of a universe.

Really, Charles?

You won't get at those with machines.

Poetry, lewdness,

women, wine.

Those are the ways to wisdom.

Which you've undoubtedly achieved.

No, no, my experiments blow up

in my face just as yours do,

but in my case only the heart is wounded.

And how's our guest, Mrs. Baumann?

She hasn't waked all day, Baron.

Sir.

You have a guest here, Charles?

Not exactly.

An interesting medical case referred to my care.

A young girl found in the forest near Brucor.

She'd apparently been struck by lightning.

Robbed of all memory.

She knows nothing of herself.

Not even her own name.

But can you cure her,

and if not, is she pretty?

She's quite remarkably beautiful,

and as for the rest, I wonder if curing

is what she needs at all.

Well you mean, that she might be taught a thing or two?

She might be taught everything, Clerval.

Think of it.

She might be made into anything.

The most pliant of mistresses.

I might make the new woman, Clerval.

Independent, free, as bold and as proud as a man.

A woman equal to ourselves.

Charles, please.

Who

are

you?

My name is Frankenstein.

Who

am

I?

I shall call you after the first woman, Eva.

Va.

She's gone away.

Baron, oh, there you are.

Get up and cover yourself.

Shame on you.

Mrs. Baumann?

Mrs. Baumann? - It's shameless.

I just want to fetch her clothes.

Shh, shh.

She doesn't understand, Mrs. Baumann,

and you must teach her the ways of polite society.

Bring her my robes from the university.

They should do until she's ready for fashion.

What is circus?

I'll show you the circus when we get there.

It's exciting.

You'll love it.

There'll be work for me,

and work for you.

Work.

And then, well the world will be our oyster.

Rinaldo?

They'll be no stopping us.

Hungry.

I

eat

chin.

No.

I

eat

chicken.

Hmm.

There.

Nothing tastes as good as a fresh chicken

done on the open fire.

What a team, aye?

What a team.

Good.

Hungry.

Not good.

Haven't you ever heard of sharing?

Share?

Didn't it ever occur to you that I might be hungry, too?

Hungry.

Oh.

Oh, eat food.

No, no, I only want my share.

Look.

Now,

eat food,

hmm?

Oh.

Now correct me if I'm wrong,

but I would say you've lived a long time on your own.

Alone.

Didn't you ever have a friend?

They're my friend.