Frankenstein 1970 (1958)

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OK, Cut!

Achtung.

Kaput!

Hey, Schuter, tell
him OK, already.

How was it, Morgan?

Like a Rembrandt.

OK, wrap it up.

Let's go back to the castle.

Halt, Himmler.

I don't need him
anymore, Schuter.

Help her, Mike.

Hey, Rinaldi, can it
and airmail it to Leo.

How long that run?

Forever.

Jealousy, jealousy, lover.

Don't blame me because
you're no longer an ingenue.

That's not exactly what you
said when you married me.

I keep you on the payroll.

You'll have to admit I'm loyal.

Oh, yes, you're loyal...

To wives number one
through four, inclusive.

Would you care to try
your luck for five?

If you don't spell my name right

when you wire out
your next story,

you're on my hate list.

I don't know.

I may not be able to
afford the alimony.

I may have to sleep on it.

Oh, I just bet you will.

How I suffer for Douglas Roe,

Madison Avenue, and all
those lovely sponsors.

Scalped by Indians one show

to recreate a covered
wagon m*ssacre,

boiled and eaten the show before

on the Donner party expedition,

and now, nearly drowned

to celebrate the 230th
anniversary of Frankenstein,

and for this we've got
to travel 3,000 miles

to his ancestors'
castle in Germany?

Oh, well.

Achtung and heil residuals.

How could you inflict these
people on me, Godfried?

I have no privacy, I cannot
think, I cannot work.

I'm completely overrun...

My castle, my grounds...

You're a true
Frankenstein, Victor...

Always complaining,

but you forget it's you
who forced us into this.

"Let them use my
castle," you said.

Anything, just so you could get

this atomic reactor
you need so badly

and have no funds to purchase.

Ah, well, these days
it is difficult

to live on the sale of the
acquisitions of one's ancestors.

I've been wanting to talk
to you about this, Victor.

You have been spending
money and money.

You're buying equipment as
though you were a government.

Where it goes and
what you do with it...

Is my business.

No.

It's my business, too.

How can I handle your affairs

if there are no
affairs to handle,

if there is mistrust?

As it is, I have sold
practically every one

of your art treasures.

There is nothing left.

See...

My fish, they are
hungry beasts today.

The struggle for existence

is just as fierce and
ruthless in their world

as it is in ours.

Not so, Godfried?

To think that man
could t*rture fellow men

as they once tortured you.

They believed in one thing.

I believed in another,

but they were
running the country.

That was my misfortune.

But you won,

and they didn't.

I won?

You're thinking only
of my surgeon's hands.

They were too clever to
do anything to them.

They needed them for
the unholy operations

they forced me
to perform for them.

What they did to the rest of me,

my body...

But you didn't give
them what they wanted.

You didn't go over
to their side.

They couldn't take
your mind, Victor.

My mind. Ha.

Would anyone ever believe

that you and I are the same age,

that I am even still a man?

Victor, why don't you accept

the government's offer
of a scientific post?

And wait for politicians
to make up their minds?

I am the last of the
house of Frankenstein,

but how much time to you
think that I have left?

Every hour is a day
out of my life,

every day, a month,
every month, a year.

A month can see
the end of my life.

Victor, why?

Why what?

Why this strange secrecy behind
your wanting all this equipment?

Why for days at a time
do you disappear

without anybody knowing
what you are up to?

And now this great urgency
for an atomic-powered unit,

exacting promises that you
must have it at once.

Victor, tell me...

Tell me before I am
forced to think what...

What I dread to be the truth.

Godfried,

remind me to tell you sometime

the story of the inquisitive
commandant who...

It wasn't good. It was great.

What did you expect?

Oh, hi, Baron.

Got word they're shipping
out that power unit

or whatever it is
you wanted from Berlin.

Should be here
in the next few days.

Godfried, I was
going to call you.

These are the TV release forms

for continental broadcasting

for the Baron
and you to sign off.

The sooner the better, Mr. Roe.

Then I can get on with my work.

Glad you brought that up, Baron.

I'm going to rewrite
the whole script

and open up the show with you.

Schuter, fix me a drink while
you're at it, will ya?

Scotch.

That's a nice boy
you got there, Baron.

Real type-casting.

I got the whole thing
figured out.

Coffins, epitaphs,

lightning, thunder,

and you down in the vaults

giving us the lowdown on your
great-great-grandfather,

the first Frankenstein,

the one who created the monster.

It ties in with the film portion
of the show we shot today,

but we'll do the clip
live with you.

Uh, and don't you let
horrible Herman leave town.

I want him back
to play the thing.

Hold it for a second,
will you, Doug?

Soon as I get finished, we'll go
over the whole script together.

We'll give it a dry run so you'll get
a good idea of the reading of it,

then we'll start rehearsals.

You say the unit will be
here in a few days, Mr. Roe?

OK, Doug.

Hey, Morgan, check the vaults

for lighting and camera angles.

You may need
some special lenses.

Will do.

That's right, Baron.

In two or three days.

But, you know, after
you finish this show,

you're not going to want to be
fooling around with atomic gizmos.

You're going to be
a television star

with 60 million ecstatic fans

screaming for more of you.

Give a few, take a few,

what with the commercials.

The Baron may even get
his own sponsor.

Well, you think a series
right here from the castle

is such a bad idea?

That could be my pleasure...

With you as my leading
lady, Miss Hayes.

Mr. Roe,

I'm becoming reconciled
to your presence here.

Your coming here may be the
solution to all my problems.

What'd I say?

"I, Frankenstein,

"began my work
in the year 1740 A.D.

"With all good intentions
and humane thoughts

"to the high purpose of probing
the secrets of life itself

"with but one end...

The betterment of mankind."

Huh.

So wrote my celebrated ancestor.

But first, he had to learn
how flesh was made.

He had to discover

the art of transplanting
vital organs

from human beings
into his creature

and knitting them together

until they had all the attributes
of God-inspired birth.

Of course, I must admit that

perhaps he was not
too scrupulous

about where he got
his raw material,

but after 17 years,

his labors were at last
rewarding.

He created...

A living man.

But, to his horror,

what did he discover

but that his creation
was a monster,

hideous, foul,

its evil brain with but one
thought, that of survival,

and in order to survive,

it k*lled and k*lled
and k*lled again...

Until it became the very image
of the devil incarnate.

Then he realized...

What he had created,
he must k*ll.

But because he was the creator,

he could not bring himself
to destroy it... utterly.

In this stone sarcophagus,

deep in the bowels of the earth,

he buried his creature,
his creation,

in a passage,

in an ancient vault
of the family burial place.

He sealed it away for all time

without vital organs or soul

so that nevermore could it
bring terror to mortal man

or challenge God,

the only true creator for
whose merciful forgiveness

he prays.

I'm sorry. I...

I guess I got carried away.

Well, Uncle Douglas
will just have to

comfort you tonight, dear.

His favorite indoor occupation.

Stick to the script, Judy.

Baron, you were great.
Just terrific!

Wasn't he, Mike?

Yeah. A real gasser.

What's the matter with him?

He says he's finished.

He doesn't want
to come back anymore.

He says all this here
makes him so nervous.

He cannot sleep nights.

He can't sleep nights?

Put this under your
pillow, Himmler.

This'll make you
sleep like a baby.

Maybe you'll have a couple
of real nice dreams.

Ja wohl? Auf weidersehen?

Well, wrap it up.

Tomorrow's another day.

Baron, you pick up lines
pretty fast.

Well, good night, Baron.

Good night, Mr. Roe.

Ahem.

Come on, Judy.

Doug, that dialogue,

it wasn't what you wrote
in the script.

That's right, it wasn't.

But between you and me,
it was great.

Yeah, yeah.

Right. We're flying them
in from all over...

Europe, the United States,

got a big thing going
with a national magazine.

Yeah. They're going to cover
the Frankenstein party

here at the castle
right after the show.

Got a whole thing going.

Goblins all over the place,
running wild.

Yeah, goblins.

Goblins. That's right.

We're running a national
horror contest.

The most beautiful goblin
from each country.

Yeah, you're not just whistling
actoo lieber augustine.

We got some goblins
that'll k*ll you, man.

Anything else?

OK, Thanks.

Yeah, frauline.

This here Elvis.

And now we try the London
times maybe, baby?

Four hour delay?
Cancel it, Brunhilde.

I'll try it again tomorrow.

Frauline?

A little bit more coffee?

Oh, no, thank you.

Oh, Schuter,
I was in town today,

and, well, I thought
you might like this.

No. Frauline...

Oh, it's nothing, really.

A man your age out in all
this dampness and fog.

Make believe that
it's your birthday.

No.

It'll help keep you warm when
you're working around the castle.

I don't know
what to say to that.

Thank you.

Schuter!

Ja wohl. Ja.

You are richly endowed

to have one as lovely as Miss
Hayes bestow gifts upon you.

Ja wohl, Herr Baron.

Revised script.

It can wait till morning
to be typed.

Baron, it won't be long now.

As you say, Mr. Roe,

it won't be long now.

Hey, Doug, we'll have to
spark some arcs out there

if you expect to cut through
that fog for the night stuff.

Let's not cut through it.

The more atmosphere, the better.

OK, It's your baby.

But I still say it's gonna fog
up the whole night scene.

I'd like to go over
that new scene with you,

if you're not too tired.

No, I'm not tired.

Think of your career, darling.

Judy, let's us take a walk, huh?

Right out of here.

Oh, Mike, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to
take it out on you.

Torch, scorch, on the porch.

OK, Judy, forget it.

Godfried, something
is on your mind.

Say it.

It is difficult.

It has never been difficult
for you to speak in the past.

This is different.

Something has happened.

Something is changing.

It is you, Victor.

I've been very concerned with
you these past days, Victor.

What kind of dealings
do you have

with the director of the morgue?

Are you interested in corpses?

Herr Godfried.

I shall really have
to tell you the story

of the inquisitive commandant.

The one at Belsom, remember?

Victor, I watched you tonight...

At the organ.

That was no music
you ever played before,

not the way you played it.

I never felt it that way before.

Victor, they might believe that
you want that atomic element

to supply electric power,

but I...

Victor, you and I will
always share the truth.

I know the history
of your family.

I know you are
the last of your line.

There are no others
to follow you.

What are you trying to say?

I don't know.

I wish I knew.

Tuesday, 20:18 o'clock...

Resuming work.

As a result of stripping
the skin off the skull,

keeping clean, and keeping
at the required temperature,

the bones have become
crystalline.

I may now begin reconstruction

of the physiognomy

Note on hands...

Both real and synthetic
skin transplantation fused.

Pores open

and normal.

Texture and tone of tissue firm.

Showing no deterioration.

Attachment of hand
to wrist stable.

Contemplating further
plastic surgery

to remove old scar tissue.

Subject has maintained

perfect state of preservation.

Now ready for final
surgical step

of transplanting
living vital organs

now needed to
complete the last act

before use of atomic reactor

to reproduce rebirth.

Schuter!

H-Herr Baron.

Ah, my poor Schuter.

Why did it have to be you?

H-Herr Baron,
I... I do not understand

what is happening here.

A miracle, Schuter.

Come here.

Ja wohl, Herr Baron.

No!

Herr Baron,
you have opened its grave.

You have...
Brought the thing back.

Will bring it back, Schuter.

No, Herr Baron.

You...

No, you can't do that. You...

You...

You cannot k*ll me.

Come closer, Schuter.

Come closer.

But, you... you cannot k-k*ll me.

You can...

I must, Schuter.

Please, Herr Baron.

You leave me no choice.

Herr Baron...

You will live again, Schuter.

You will live again.

No.

You will hear me

and your brain will obey.

No, Herr B...

Think.

Think, Schuter.

What glory it'll
bring to the name

of the house of Frankenstein.

No more pain,

no more suffering.

I'm doing you a favor, Schuter.

Ja... ja wohl,

Herr Baron. Ja wo...

I'm saving you
the pain and misery

and discomfort... of old age.

Ja wohl.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

Ja wohl, Herr B... Herr B-Baron.

You'll sleep, Schuter.

You'll sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Peaceful sleep.

Sleep.

Now tying off the aorta,

and superior and imperior

vena cava.

Automatic transfusion system

continuing to supply
fresh blood.

Both bodies are
receiving oxygen,

freshly transplanted organs

remain alive and healthy.

Heart is freed.

It is receiving
constant massage.

I'm now placing the heart

in the left side of the chest.

Suturing aorta
and two cavae to the heart.

Proceeding with
uninterrupted massage

during surgery.

Continuing artificial pulse

and circulation of blood
at normal speed.

Good morning.

You know, if you're fixing
breakfast for Douglas,

don't bother.

All he ever takes
is orange juice.

I was fixing this for all of us.

Schuter isn't around
this morning.

I put the toast in the oven.

Didn't that take an awful
lot of courage, darling?

After all, you'll never know

who you'll find dead in an oven.

Schuter!

Now where do you suppose he is?

Maybe it's his day off.

Since when does
the old family retainer

operate on a 40 hour week?

Schuter!

I'm afraid he won't
be able to hear you.

Why not?

Well, it may surprise you,

but even Schuter has
relatives of his own.

He's gone to stay with
them at Vertenburg,

eh, perhaps for some time.

In the meantime, this young man

will take care of your needs.

Yes, we've met.

I'm sorry you were
inconvenienced,

but I didn't expect
you up so soon.

Oh, it wasn't your fault.

The men with your equipment
for the lab woke us.

It's here? It arrived?

Yes, about an hour ago.

Splendid, splendid.

Schuter's brain restored,

all membranes intact.

Continuity between the medulla

and spinal cord restored.

Cerebrum enclosed
with tantalum prepared

in accordance with glux standard

trephining technique.

You seem rather disturbed,
my dear.

Oh, it...

It must be the organ.

Somehow, organ music

always makes me think of death.

Where did you get that?

Oh, I found it
down in the vaults.

I was saving it for
Schuter when he...

Comes back.

That may be some time.

I'll send it to him.

Yes.

Where is he, Victor?

Where is Schuter?

Before you tell me
that he's gone

to see his relatives,

remember that I am aware

he has no relatives anywhere.

Yet this morning I looked
into Schuter's room.

All his clothes are still there.

Godfried's dear old friend.

Remember the story
I was going to tell you?

The story about the
inquisitive commandant?

The one who was at Belsom?

He, too, was always
asking questions,

prying, seeking to learn

what went on
in other men's minds.

Do you know what
it's like, Godfried,

to hear the same voice
over and over?

Always, always the same words

eating into you every day,

day after day.

No, of course you don't.

You weren't there.

But I was.

I had to listen.

And then one bright, lovely day,

they found the poor fellow.

He had no tongue.

Imagine the irony
of it, Godfried.

Oh, I know.

I was called in to
examine the poor wretch.

A beautiful piece of surgery,

if I do say so myself.

Beautiful.

Time, 21:37.

Temperature of atomic capsules...

7 degrees centigrade.

Radiation nil.

I am now starting up

the atomic steam generator.

I'm now starting the timer.

Temperature, 52 degrees.

Geiger-Muller at 3.66.

Experiment proceeding
as planned.

Time, 22:03.

All radiation off.

Zero on Geiger-Muller dial.

Who is it?

Me, who do you think?

It's rather late.

I know, and I'm standing
in a draft, honey.

Come on, open up.

You better go.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Caroline.

Please go.

Schuter...

Schuter!

Schuter, can you hear me?

Schuter...

Schuter...

I'm talking to you.
I'm speaking to you.

Schuter.

Schuter!

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Ah.

Can you understand me?

I see you do.

Schuter, raise your left arm.

Ah...

Now your right arm, Schuter.

You understand me,
don't you, Schuter?

Good.

Ah, Schuter, yours
is not the brain

that I would have chosen,

but at least you are obedient.

Now we must get eyes for you,

mustn't we, Schuter?

I have none to give you,

but we will get you some.

You understand me, do you?

Good.

Who's there?

Me. Do I get to come in?

Are you all alone?

Not quite.

What are you writing?

Just some revisions
for the boss.

"I press your lips to mine,

and suddenly...
It's a summer night."

Ah, what chance do I have

while you're working for him?

You know, to me, that
is strictly dialogue.

I wish I believed that.

I wish I did, too.

You think that maybe
you could go for me

if you ever doused that torch

you're carrying for Roe?

I guess so.

Sure. Why not?

I press your lips to mine,

and suddenly...

It's toothpaste.

You just can't forget him
for a minute, can you?

Oh, I'm crazy about you, Judy.

Look, we tried all this before,

and it didn't work. Remember?

It takes practice.

Well, it's getting late,

and I would like to
practice my shuteye.

You aren't going to
kick me out, are you?

I don't kick.
I try to be a lady.

If I ever get Roe
out of my hair,

I'll let you know.

I'll let everybody know.

Aw, let's talk this over.

Not now. On your way.

One more thing...

Save it.

Aw, Judy, let me stay.

Across the hall... your room.

Judy.

Now what?

Don't be like that.

Sorry, pal.

Let me in. Please.

Now, please,

be a good little boy

and run off to bed.

Shh! Don't make so much noise.

You want to wake everybody up?

Don't be mad at me.

We forgot something.

You know what we forgot?

You forgot to kiss me
good night.

Good night, Mike.

Aw, please, Judy, open the door.

I'm going to be very angry,

and I'll never
let you in my room.

Aw, Judy.

Mike, if...

You fool, Schuter.

I sent you for Roe.

Now you have no eyes,

this poor girl is dead...

We're both in great danger.

Look,

this is my alimony check

sent on by her
New York attorneys.

It's got to be mighty serious

for her to go off
and leave this.

All right, I did go
to her room last night.

I tried to talk her out

of carrying that torch for you.

I tried to talk her into
giving me some time.

Oh, maybe I talk too much.

Or maybe that torch
got too hot to hold.

Or maybe she took off

to get away from both of us.

How do I know?

Either way, I feel awful.

You feel awful?

I'm trying to find
my ex-wife, Baron.

Do you know anything about her?

Oh, the frauline Judy?

Well...

I know that she is
beautiful and charming.

What else does one need
to know about any woman?

Seriously, though, I've not
seen her since last night.

Perhaps I should ask Hans

if he can tell us anything.

Skip it, Baron.

Cheer up, Mike.

Take it from a man who knows.

After she's pouted long enough,

she'll be back.

The worst thing you
could possibly do

is go chasing after her.

Morgan's been lining up
shots for tomorrow.

He said I'd
photograph wonderfully

in that old apple tree
up on the hill.

I'm sure you would look
charming anywhere, my dear.

But I feel that
I should warn you.

They say the tree
has a curse on it

and anyone who sits in it

will hang from it by nightfall.

Oh, I... I don't think
I'd care for that.

Never mind the apple tree.

What I need for a background

is something bright,
shiny, modern.

Something new for a change.

That atomic reactor of
yours, how's it working?

I should say
an unqualified success.

Where do you keep it?

It is installed
in my laboratory.

That's it, a modern laboratory.

We'll do the prologue there,

and we'll go in for the rest

of the picture in retrospect.

Let's go. I want to see it.

Godfried, is the laboratory

included in the contract
with Mr. Roe?

It is not.

Then you cannot use it.

Whatever the difference, Baron.

I'll be glad to pay it.

You do not understand.

My laboratory is filled
with the latest

scientific equipment
of my own invention.

I would not dream of
exposing it to television

until I have it patented.

You don't need
to worry about that.

Morgan will take care of your
little secrets. Won't you, Morgan?

Yeah, sure,
I'll sh**t around em.

Again you do not understand.

The answer was no.

I have no intention
of reconsidering.

Hmmph.

You and Carol,

go down and check the vaults.

Mike,

come upstairs.

I got a new fiche I want to try.

I, uh, doll, uh...
Bring it up a little, huh?

Mm-hmm, a little higher.

Yeah, uh-huh. That's OK.

OK?

According to my Hooper
rating, it's perfect.

Yeah, sure.

Uh, come on, let's try
one more shot, huh?

You, uh, back up in there, huh?

Uh, look, um, uh,
back up there, huh?

I want you to get back there.

That's it. Now turn around.

Yeah. Keep backing up.

Backing up. Right, keep going.

Hup, easy there, will ya?

Back up. Go ahead. Good.

Go all the ways around now.

Outside. I want you

to make a clean entrance.

All the ways out.

It's dark in here.

Doll, that's the idea.

I want you to come
into the light

from the dark.

Back up.

Get your hand out of it.

OK, now make a clean entrance.

Uh-huh, now, uh,
walk towards me.

Like this?

Yeah, that's real crazy.

Uh-huh, fine. OK, stop there.

That's fine, doll.

Let's try it once more,

and stay a little more
to camera left, huh?

OK, back up now.

That's it, keep backing...

Watch out for that step.

That's it. Now... go on, doll.

You know where you are.

Go all the ways back.

All right. Now
on the other side.

Get your shadow up there.

Fine, OK, now come on in.

That's... uh-huh, come on.

Now slow... slow. Ah, that's it.

Perfect.

Oh, thanks, doll. That'll do it.

You coming?

Uh, nah, I think I'll
stick around here

and line up a few of my shots.

OK.

Help.

Please!

Don't do it!

Please, don't!

Hmmph.

One of those relatively rare

persons with a-type blood.

Under the circumstances,
any attempt

at transplantation
is out of the question.

And you're saying, Mr. Roe,

your cameraman has been
missing since yesterday

and your secretary
since the day before?

You wish the police
to find them.

That is so, is it not?

That's right.

Are you sure they had
no reason for leaving?

Well, the frauline
Judy was married

to Mr. Roe at one time.

One might say that

she was emotionally disturbed.

Yes, of course,
and the cameraman?

Well, he said something to me

about going into Frankfurt

for a special lens
that he needed.

Thank you, Herr Baron.

Now you see how simple it is.

No, I don't see
how simple it is.

Two people are missing,

and I want to know why
they haven't come back.

Mr. Roe, I imagine,

would have us suspect foul play.

How do you know he isn't right?

I left Morgan downstairs
in the vaults,

and I never saw him
come up again.

Perhaps the frauline
would feel better

if I took a look down there.

The Herr Baron permits?

Let me show you the way.

There you are, inspector.

Search to your heart's content.

Mr. Roe, I fail to see

the meaning of this search.

It is irreverent

disturbing the sleep
of the dead.

I'm sorry, Herr Baron.

My dear inspector,

you must make allowances

for these showpeople.

They live in a world

of fanciful dreams.

Hidden doors,

sliding panels,

even sudden disappearances...

The nonsense of things
that don't exist.

World of make-believe.

Exactly what I said
to myself, Herr Baron.

They will stop at nothing at all

to get their names
in the newspapers.

They might even go
so far as to disappear, eh?

Now get this straight.

This is no publicity gag.

I've been reading stories

about Baron Frankenstein's
monster coming to life

and carrying people off.

Well, they didn't
get them from me.

Did they, Mike?

No, chief. It came from me.

Ah, so it was you
and your people

who set these stories afoot.

Godfried, come with me.

I wish to proffer legal
charges against this man.

Baron Frankenstein is not one

to forgive a thing like that.
Nor is the law.

I shall make careful
inquiries, Mr. Roe.

If it turns out you have
made false statements,

you will find the
penalties quite severe.

It's so nice to have
a policeman along

in this dark, old place.

Well, permit me to offer
you my arm, frauline.

Oh, thank you.

Another disappearance, Victor?

Too bad.

First Schuter,
then the frauline,

and now this cameraman.

As you say, it is too bad.

Dear old friend...

Are you implying

that I have done
something to harm them?

That's the trouble
with an old friend.

He can always tell
when you are lying.

What a wonderful commandant
you would have made.

Always suspecting people,

prying, asking questions.

You really want to know
what became of Schuter?

And the other two.

What can I do?

You forced me to satisfy this...

Inordinate curiosity of yours.

It would be a welcome change.

You really wish to know...

Where my scientific
aspirations have led me?

Yes.

I have a greatest impatience.

Godfried...

I will satisfy your desires.

Someone to confide in.

I will share my secret with you.

It may take great courage
to face it, my friend.

I have a stout heart.

You will need it.

Victor...

I'm puzzled.

Can I trust you, I wonder.

You've trusted me this far.

So I have.

All right.

Stay where you are.

Godfried.

Godfried.

There's got to be
something down here.

I told you we'd find something

if we looked long enough.
Come on.

I'm going to take this
to Inspector Ed.

You stick around
and take care of Carol.

Good evening.

Good evening, frauline.

Good evening, Baron.

Excuse me, I was...

Just on my way up to bed.

Where is Mr. Roe?

Uh, upstairs.

Uh, he... he's working.

Uh, he'll work himself
to death one of these days.

Ah.

Uh, he hates
being bothered, Baron.

Oh, then I won't disturb...

Oh, I see you're interested

in rare, old books.

Let me show you a real gem.

A very old edition.

The subject is anatomy.

Look at that binding.

It must be worth a fortune.

You realize that.

Then you're just the man
to appreciate

my collection of rare old coins.

Let me show you.

Ah, yes, there.

See that coin?

It is insured for $10,000.

See how it...

It seems to gather
the light and...

Draw the eye.

Yeah.

I get great repose from these...

Things of age and beauty.

They soothe one.

Seem to induce sleep.

Sleep.

Close your eyes, my friend.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Where is Roe?

He went to the police.

Now listen carefully.

When the clock
strikes the quarter,

you will knock
on the frauline Caroline's door

and tell her
that Roe has returned

and is waiting
for her downstairs here.

You understand?

He's waiting here.

Good.

Now I will count three.

At the count of three,
you will wake up and...

Remember nothing.

$10,000? What do you know.

Yes, beautiful, isn't it?

Ah, this castle is filled
with rare old treasures...

Feel free to browse, my friend.

Thank you very much.

Pleasant good evening to you.

Good night.

I tell you, inspector,
this is not all.

You, Horst, tell the inspector
what you told me.

You got the only taxicab
in town, is that right?

Ja.

Did you ever take this lady

from the castle to the station?

No, mein Herr.

How about this man?

No, mein Herr.

And you, you hang around
the station all the time.

You see everybody
that comes to and from town.

Is that right?

Did you ever see
those two people before?

Only when they first came here.

If they haven't left town,

it stands to reason they're still
in the castle. Doesn't it?

Yes, that's
a logical assumption.

Well, Frankenstein
says they're not.

I'll ask the Baron for
an explanation tomorrow.

Inspector, do me a favor.

Ask him tonight.
Will you, please?

Who is it?

Mike.

Isn't Roe back yet?

He's downstairs.

I'm so glad.

He's waiting for you.

Roe?

Roe?

All right, Schuter,

bring her down here.

Baron!

Baron!

Baron!

Schuter, Schuter, down here.

Baron Frankenstein.

No!

Carol.

Schuter, do as I tell you.

Bring her down here.

Schuter.

Upstairs, Schuter.

Schuter.

Down here, Schuter,
bring her down here.

Upstairs, Schuter.

Caroline!

Up here. Come on.

Caroline!

Down here, Schuter.
Bring her down here.

Caroline!

Schuter, no.

No.

Schuter, upstairs.

Upstairs, Schuter.

Upstairs.

Caroline!

Upstairs.

Carol!

Roe, Roe, down here
in the vaults!

Roe, Roe, down here!

Down here in the vaults!

Roe!

Schuter, Schuter, go back.

Go back, I tell you,

or you'll be destroyed.

Schuter.

The radiation will k*ll you.

Go back, I say, back.

Schuter, no.

No, no.

Back, no.

Go back.

It's all right
to enter, mein Herr.

I made you in my image

so the name of Frankenstein
could survive.

I gave you eyes, ears,
a heart, a brain...