The Ghost of Frankenstein Page #3

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You see, Your Honour?

This mad beast cannot even talk.

I recommend that you order him remanded

to the higher court without further delay.

I understand the little Hussman girl

has a certain influence over the prisoner.

Perhaps if she talked to him,

we might learn his identity.

Your Honour, I protest.

We've had one harrowing experience

with this...

He did her no harm.

And some attempt must be made

to establish his identity.

I can't allow my child to take this chance.

We don't know what he might do.

He was promised he'd not be harmed,

and he's been beaten half to death.

What's your name?

Where do you live?

Won't you tell us?

All this can serve no purpose, Your Honour.

Dr. Frankenstein is here.

Let him examine the prisoner now.

He seems to recognise you,

Dr. Frankenstein.

I never saw this man before in my life.

I know nothing about him.

Come.

Quickly.

Get in here.

Father!

- The monster, it's here. I've seen it.

- Nonsense.

He was standing outside the window,

staring at...

Your nerves are on edge. It's the storm.

No, it's here, I tell you.

That other creature was with him. That Ygor.

Frankenstein!

No!

No. Come away.

Come away with me.

Nobody will know who did it.

Come. Come with me.

- Father, who is it?

- Dr. Kettering.

Elsa, go back!

Come away.

Come with me. Come.

Bohmer? Dr. Bohmer!

- What is it, Doctor?

- Give me a hand.

Father.

The monster?

Don't be afraid, darling.

You're quite safe now.

He's powerless for the time being.

Forgive me, Elsa, but I had to expose you

to the soporific gas...

in order to subdue the others.

You do understand,

don't you, dear?

Yes, but I'm afraid.

Send for Erik and the police.

The police can do nothing.

They put him in jail yesterday,

but he escaped.

And Dr. Kettering?

I tried to save him, but it was impossible.

He's dead.

- Murdered?

- Yes.

Ever since I can remember,

I have dreaded this moment.

For years I felt secure, certain that

the monster had been destroyed.

I tried to keep all knowledge of it from you.

And until last night, I succeeded.

I had to know.

Yesterday, when I saw Ygor...

I felt that something had come out

of the past to threaten our happiness.

Please don't let it spoil our lives.

- Father, promise me.

- I promise you, Elsa.

I'll find a way.

I must find a way.

Dr. Bohmer, I need your aid.

This monster must be destroyed.

Destroyed? But how?

He's not subject to the ordinary laws of life.

There is a way.

He was made limb by limb, organ by organ.

He must be unmade in the same way.

Dissection?

Bit by bit, piece by piece...

just as my father created it.

But this thing lives. It would be murder.

How can you call the removal of a thing

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