Frankenstein Page #4

to manipulate the electric streams.

- Electricity is the key!

- Now, look at this.

Go on, touch it.

It feels warm.

How do you do?

- Turn it off!

- I can't, it's not working.

We must simply reduce the polarity.

A monkey's arm is like a human's.

- No arm is this strong!

- Now, this must work.

Let me help you, Professor.

You shall of course tell no one.

No one would believe you, anyway.

Dearest Victor.

Nothing much changes here.

Mrs. Moritz continues to love and

torment Justine, in equal measure.

Willie grows even more precocious,

and Father is so proud of you.

And I...

I just miss you, very much.

Please write soon, Victor.

Take vaccine, for instance.

But that isn't the whole answer.

- What do you mean?

- We can create life to cheat death.

- No, there's only one God.

- Leave God out of it.

If someone you loved had a sick

heart, would you give them another?

It's not impossible. And if we can

do that, we can replace "every" part.

We can create a being that won't get

old or sick. One better than us, -

- more intelligent, civilised...

- In our lifetime?

- No!

- How close did you get?

- Too close.

- I beg you, let me see these notes.

- No.

My work now lies exclusively

in the preservation of life.

- I abandoned my other research.

- Why?

Because it resulted in abomination.

- You're not sticking pox in me!

- Pox? They're giving us pox?

- It's harmless anti-pox serum.

- You just said pox!

It's harmless. Without it, this city

would be immediately quarantined.

- You're not sticking that in me.

- Yes I am. It's the law!

- Sit him down.

- You're not sticking that in me!

Professor?

Come on!

It's no use, Victor, he's gone.

Let him go.

- This shouldn't happen!

- Let him go.

It need not happen!

The hell with you!

Whatever you say,

you doctors are killers.

You murder people!

You're evil!

You're the ones that deserve to die.

God will punish you.

God will punish you.

My God, you were so close!

Of course, the power!

The materials were wrong.

You needed auxiliary sources.

"The experiment... a failure."

"Resulting reanimant

malformed and hideous to behold."

"This factor dependant on the

appropriate raw materials."

Raw materials...

- Come on! What are you afraid of?

- Everything! If the authorities...

We'll do this in secret.

I've got Waldman's journals.

- You stole Waldman's journals?

- We must complete his work for him.

Were it possible, and you had

the right to make this decision, -

- wouldn't there be a

terrible price to pay?

For the chance to defeat death and

disease, to give life to all, -

- to allow people who love each

other to be together forever...

I think it's a risk worth taking.

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