The Evil of Frankenstein
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- 1964
- 84 min
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[wind howling]
[owl hooting]
[woman sniffling]
[banging]
[yells]
[girl screaming]
[girl sobbing]
[wind howling]
[screaming]
(priest)
My God!
Who could have done
this evil thing?
Baron Frankenstein?
l am Baron Frankenstein.
l've brought it.
So l observe.
And so will half the county
if you don't hurry up
and get it inside.
[machines whirring]
Put him down there.
Go on.
Still warm. Excellent.
lt ain't been gone long.
My assistant will pay you.
Thank you.
The head ain't much good.
l gave it a fair bit
of a knock when--
l don't need the head.
So long.
What's he you going to do now?
Cut out his heart.
(man)
Cut out his heart?
Why not?
He has no further use
for it.
[machines clanking]
[bell tolling]
[man coughing]
Sure this is the man?
Stop!
Do you know who l am?
Yes, Father. Good night.
Just a minute.
l want a word with you.
[machines clanking]
Start the wheel, Hans.
Come on, man!
Hold it.
Now!
[electricity surging]
Good luck, sir.
[knocking on door]
Get rid of them, Hans.
(priest)
Out of my way.
Look here....
ln the name of God,
out of my way.
Blasphemer!
Foul desecrator of graves!
You realize
that you're trespassing?
This is my parish.
This is my property.
So will you please leave?
How dare you?
You are interrupting my work.
Your work?
The work of the devil!
Hans.
Please, Father.
You cannot....
[glass shatters]
[priest gasps]
[priest yells]
The fiend's servant!
(Hans)
He'll be back...
with help.
Destroyed.
You'll have to get away, sir.
Now!
They always destroy
everything.
l'll get the carriage.
Hans?
Hans?
[grunting]
We're nearly there.
Where?
Karlstaad.
Karlstaad?
Didn't you tell me
you could never
go back there?
They have short memories,
l hope.
But it's less than
Where else can l go?
l need money to buy
new equipment.
Where else can l get it?
Have you any?
You know l haven't.
ln my house,
there are paintings
worth a fortune.
Carpets, furnishings,
all priceless.
l can sell them.
That's why l've come back
to Karlstaad.
You'll be seen.
The chateau is empty.
As we go
through the village.
lt's nearly noon.
There won't be anyone there.
They'll all be working
in the fields.
Nothing ever happens
in Karlstaad.
[people chattering]
[boys laughing]
[boys chattering]
There's a fair in the village.
The place is packed.
lt's a feast of carnival.
What a stroke of luck.
Luck?
But you can't go
through there.
On the contrary, Hans,
the crowd will give us cover.
So many people about,
they won't be curious
about us.
Slowly, now.
There you are, Hans.
What did l tell you?
You were right,
as always.
Not always, Hans. Frequently.
Not always.
We should see the chateau
any time now.
There. There it is.
l can promise you
a comfortable bed tonight.
Why can't they leave me alone?
Why can't they
ever leave me alone?
Would you like to
tell me about it?
What?
About what happened here
that night...
and why you can
never come back
to live here again.
Yes, l'll tell you, Hans.
l'll tell you what happened.
You've been with me long
enough to know the direction
my work has been taking.
lt is my wish to disprove
the old theories concerning
the evolution of life...
and the origin of
the life force,
and to restate them...
simply in terms of
biophysical chemistry...
as chemical action
and reaction...
controlled by
the external impulses.
l realized long ago
that the only way to
prove my theories...
was to make something
in my laboratory
that actually lived.
l never told you, Hans.
l succeeded once.
lt was a crude
sort of success.
A hotchpotch of
half formed ideas built into
a half-formed being.
But it worked, Hans.
At least, l think it did.
l was never given time
to fully assess
my achievement.
They destroyed it.
What happened then?
There was a storm that night.
A storm such as
l've never seen before.
lt had been building up
for some days
and at last it had broken.
There in the heavens
was all the energy
l'd ever hoped for, Hans...
l could ever dream of,
there for the taking.
All l had to do
was harness it.
l was fully prepared.
l had been for weeks.
l even had a body
preserved in ice,
in readiness.
But until then l had not found
a way to generate sufficient
electrical energy...
That storm was the solution...
answer to my years
of dreaming.
[thunder rumbling]
[electricity surges]
[whirring]
[machine whirring]
[electricity crackling]
[machine humming]
[thunder cracking]
[machine humming]
[whirring]
[thunder clapping]
[thunder cracking]
[machine humming]
[whirring]
[thunder cracking]
[electricity surges]
[thunder cracking]
[machine whirring]
[yells]
[gun firing]
Get away from him.
We've heard what you've
been up to, Baron.
You're under arrest.
l was arrested and charged
with assaulting
a police officer...
and working against God.
They ordered me to leave
the town and never return.
l had no money.
l walked from the frontier.
How did you exist then?
l worked. l worked
as a laborer, anything.
l worked and l saved.
l saved every penny
until l could start again.
And you know the rest,
one failure after another...
and always hounded by
these disbelievers.
But l'm not beaten yet.
lt's only a matter of time.
l'll prove my theory.
l think you will.
[people chattering]
This is madness.
Would you rather starve?
We'll eat over there
at the inn.
You think it's safe?
What? The food?
You know what l mean.
You may be recognized.
Nonsense.
You think they care
who we are?
Still, if it would make you
feel any safer....
Thank you.
[people chattering]
[women laughing]
Landlord?
Landlord?
All right.
l want you to take my order.
Can't you see l'm busy?
That's nice for you.
l'd like two glasses of wine,
some fresh bread and hot soup.
We're not serving meals.
You're licensed, aren't you?
lt requires that you serve
food as well as drink.
You have my order.
Just fill this up properly
before you go, will you?
Thank you.
What's the matter
with him?
He's busy
and it obviously
doesn't agree with him.
Drink up.
[all chattering]
Well....
My old friend,
the Burgomaster.
[chattering]
And the police constable.
He's Chief of Police now.
lt's easy to see
how he got his promotion.
That ring!
What of it?
That ring the Burgomaster
is wearing, it's mine!
You cannot do anything
about it now.
He's stolen it!
Keep your voice down.
What's the trouble here?
Nothing, officer.
Arrest that man!
What man?
Your Burgomaster.
He's a thief.
Are you drunk?
Either you arrest him,
or l shall take action myself.
l know you.
[grunting]
Get after them!
Now you are a hen.
[clucking]
Oh, dear,
now l think he's laid an egg.
[people laughing]
Enough!
l wonder if any dear lady
in the audience would be so
kind as to lend me a hatpin.
[music playing]
[people gasping]
[people clapping]
Thank you, madam.
And now....
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