Son of Frankenstein Page #4

But I can assure you

I am not engaged in any black magic...

nor in the creation of monsters,

however the villagers may think.

Nevertheless, Herr Baron,

I stand ready when you need help.

I shall not need it.

When you need help, you have

but to ring the alarm bell in the tower...

and I shall hear it wherever I may be

and hasten to your assistance.

- Good night, Herr Baron.

- Good night and thank you, Inspector.

Darling, this is Inspector Krogh

of the police.

- How do you do?

- Madam.

He called to assure us

that he's at our service.

It's very good of you, Inspector.

Perhaps you'll honour us

one night soon at dinner.

Madam, I...

I shall be honoured, madam.

Wasn't he odd?

Yes. He said if the villagers

bothered us, he'd take a hand.

We seem to be rather

undesirable characters.

They'll change their attitude

when they get to know us a little better.

What a dreadful storm.

What awful lightning!

It's magnificent.

Nothing in nature is terrifying

when one understands it.

Think of it, darling.

My father drew that very lightning

from heaven and forced it to his own will...

to bring life to a being

that he created with his own hands.

Why should we fear anything?

Thank you, Benson.

Well, hello!

Good morning, son.

- Did you have a nice sleep?

- Yes.

- What are you going to do now?

- I'm going out hunting.

- What are you going to get?

- Elephants and tigers.

That's fine. You better come along

down here. There's some stairs over there.

You see, it isn't so bad

in daylight, is it?

No, but I just hope we don't have

any more nights like last night.

It's nights like that

that make beautiful mornings like this.

I'm going to look over the estate...

and I'm going to take

my gun with me, too.

You never can tell what you'll see,

can you, Peter?

You might see some rhinoceros

or alligators.

What's that, Daddy?

That? That's a boar.

Like Aunt Fanny?

No, Peter, not like Aunt Fanny.

A wild boar.

I hope I don't have teeth like that.

- Why, darling?

- They'd be too hard to clean.

Now you run along with Amelia.

Don't go far.

- Goodbye, Peter.

- Goodbye.

What's that weird-looking structure

across the ravine?

That's my father's laboratory.

They blew the roof off

when the monster was destroyed.

I can't wait to see inside it.

Sulphur.

Hey, you, come down here!

Come on, hurry up.

Come on, get up.

Why did you try to kill me?

- I thought you came here to kill me.

- That's a fine story.

It's all right for you people to hate me,

but attempted murder is another thing.

Who are you?

My name is Ygor.

Let me go, Frankenstein.

- I'm turning you over to Inspector Krogh.

- No!

- Not give me to Krogh.

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