Frankenstein Created Woman

Synopsis: A dead and frozen Baron Frankenstein is re-animated by his colleague Dr. Hertz proving to him that the soul does not leave the body on the instant of death. His lab assistant, young Hans, is found guilty of murdering the local pub owner with whom he had an argument where he foolishly swore to kill the man and Frankenstein acquires his body immediately after the execution. Hans had been quite friendly with the dead man's daughter Christina who returns just in time to see him guillotined. Distraught, she commits suicide and is brought back to life by the good Doctor but with Hans' brain replacing her own. As memories return to her - Hans' memories in fact - she sets out to pursue and kill those responsible for having sent him to his death.
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- What's that?

- Come on, now!

Come along!

Quiet! Quiet!

- Well, what are we waiting for?

- The preacher, fool!

Bah! He won't do much good...

not where I'm going.

You're late, Father!

- You nearly missed the show.

- I'm sorry. I didn't hear the cock crow.

Think nothing of it,

my dear sir.

Well, gentlemen...

shall we, eh...

At once, Your Holiness.

And I trust you'll

accept my apologies for

bringing you out on

so raw a morning.

Come on!

Pardon me, Your Holiness, but if that's

for my benefit, could you speak up a bit?

That's better!

Not that I can understand

a word of it.


never was much of a scholar.

I never had time for it.

Nearly had me.

That would never

have done, would it?

That would have spoilt

your day for us.



Get him away from here!

Get him away, do you hear?!

Get that boy away from here!

Get him away!

I think it would be best, Father!

- Away! Away, Hans!

- Here, boy!

Do it now.

Come on. It's my head.

You're going to have it off anyway.




Get him away from here!

Get him away, do you hear?!

Get that boy away from here!

Get him away!

Away, Hans!

- Hans, is that you?

- Yes, Doctor Hertz.

Come quickly! I need you!

Sixteen, Seventeen...

- Sorry I'm late, Doctor.

- Quite alright.

Is he in...?

Your gloves, boy.

A drink, in Heaven's name.

Thirty Five.

I needed that.

Forty Seven.

Forty Nine.


Fifty One. Fifty Two.

Fifty Three. Fifty Four.

Fifty Five. Fifty Six.

Fifty Seven. Fifty Eight.

Fifty Nine. Now!

- How long this time?

- One whole hour, to the second.

Come on. Come on!

No, don't touch it!

You'll freeze your fingers off!

Open it.

Close the door.

The room is not warm enough.

Stoke up the stove.

Stand by the switch.


Again! Again!

Again! Again! Again! Again!



He lives!

- The brandy?

- Smelling salts over there.

Take that foul smelling

stuff away, please.

He lives.

See Hans? He's alive.

Of course I'm alive.

Didn't I tell you I would be?

Oh, yes, but...

Hertz, I am constantly surprised at

your lack of faith in my work.

- But you were dead, was he not, Hans?

- Technically, yes.

But my soul had not left my body.

For one whole hour, I was dead.

It was an hour wasn't it?

Exactly an hour?

Oh, to the second... eh, Hans?


For one hour my body had died...

and yet my soul remained.

Now, why? Why was it?

Was it...

trapped within me?

Could it be trapped forever?

Could I... could I trap it myself?

Oh, this is all too much for me.

All I know is that you're here

and that you're well.

You are well, aren't you?

You're well? You're well?

- I've never felt better, thank you.

- That's wonderful. He's well.

In that case, we must

have a party and celebrate.

That's very flattering. To celebrate

the success of my experiment?

Oh, experiment nothing. I want to

celebrate your safe return. Hans?

- The brandy.

- Oh, no thank you, no.

I know your brandy...

but a glass of champagne

would be very welcome.

Champagne? You think I'd drink that

stuff if I could afford champagne?

Hans, does the local cafe

have champagne?

I'm sure they would, Baron.

Run down and get a bottle.

There's a good fellow.

Run along, boy.

Off you go, boy.

They'll want paying, sir.

- Give him some money.

- Me? I haven't got anything.

Everything I had

was spent on all this.

Tell them I'll pay later.

- Well, I'll try.

- Boy!

- Do you have an overcoat?

- No, I've never had one.

Well, it's stormy outside.

You'd better have mine.

I rarely go out.

One hour.

Dead for one hour.

Yet my soul did not leave my body.

Now, why?

Hello, Christina.


- Where is Father?

- He's out

He'll be back in a minute,

- and if he catches you here...

- So? I'm here on business.

- Oh, yes?

- It's true!

What business?

Wine buying. The Doctor

sent me for some champagne.


And how is he going to pay for it?

Or are you treating him?

The Baron says he'll pay.

- What's the matter Christina?

- The Baron.

I wish you didn't have to

work for him, Hans.

I have to earn some money

somehow, Christina.

- I know.

- But...

You know what they say about him.

No. What do they say about

him behind his back?

- You know.

- I don't know. But I can guess.

That he's some sort of monster

in league with the devil himself.

That he practices witchcraft

and performs the Black Mass.

Is that what they say?

Something like that.

Have they told you

he eats little babies,

or can turn himself into a toad?

I'll tell you

something, Christina:

If it's a choice between him and

they, I'll choose him every time.

There's no cause for you

to get upset with me, Hans.

Who are you talking to?

In God's name, haven't I told you

to keep away from here?

I'm here as a customer, sir.

That doesn't give you the right

to hang around my daughter.

I have enough trouble

with her without...

- What is it you want?

- Some champagne.

- Dr Hertz sent me for it.

- Go on, out!

- What have I said?

- Out!

- It's true!

- The money...

He'll pay, or at least

the Baron will.


I'll pay, then!

That is, if you've got any

real champagne, which I doubt.

What with?

What will you pay with?

With this!

Very well.

- For a dozen bottles!

- One bottle!


Will you take it, or not?

And keep away from

my daughter in future!

I don't want your type

hanging around her.

Landlord! Wine!

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Anthony Hinds

Anthony Frank Hinds, also known as Tony Hinds and John Elder (19 September 1922 – 30 September 2013), was an English screenwriter and producer. more…

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