Henry Frankenstein: Oh, what a wonderful vision it was. I dreamed of being the first to give to the world - the secret that God is so jealous of: the formula for life. Think of the power - to create a man - and I did. I did it! I created a man - and who knows, in time, I could have trained him to do my will. I could have built a race. I might even have found the secret of eternal life.
The Monster: Smoke? Friend?
Doctor Pretorius: Yes, I hope so. Have a cigar - they're my only weakness.
The Monster: Good! Good.
Minnie: Doctor Pretorius? Pretorius? - - Wha-wha-what, what was the name?
Doctor Pretorius: Doctor Pretorius.
Elizabeth: Speak to me, Henry.
Minnie: Oh, my lady, he'll never speak again.
Elizabeth: I was foretold of this. I was told beware of my wedding night.
Minnie: Awwwww! Oh, look! My lady, he's alive! Awwww.
Elizabeth: Henry, darling.
Henry Frankenstein: Elizabeth.
Minnie: Oh, what a terrible wedding night.
Henry Frankenstein: When can I see it?
Doctor Pretorius: I thought you might change your mind. Why not tonight? It is not very late.
Henry Frankenstein: Is it far?
Doctor Pretorius: No, but you will need a coat.
Henry Frankenstein: There are always accidental deaths occurring.
Doctor Pretorius: Always.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: An audience needs something stronger than a pretty little love story. So, why shouldn't I write of monsters?
Doctor Pretorius: Follow the lead of nature - or of God, if you like your Bible stories. Male and female created to them. Be fruitful and multiply. Create a race. A man-made race upon the face of the earth. Why not?
Hermit: And this is fire.
The Monster: Arrrrrrr.
Hermit: No! No. Fire is good.
The Monster: Fire - no good. No.
Hermit: There is good. And there is bad.
The Monster: Good. Bad.
Minnie: It's alive. The Monster. It's alive! Ohhh-ohhh.
The Monster: Woman... Friend... Wife.
Minnie: I'd hate to find him under my bed at night. He's a nightmare in the daylight, he is.
The Monster: We belong dead.
Doctor Pretorius: The Bride of Frankenstein.
The Monster: I want friend like me.
Henry Frankenstein: What we need is a female victim of sudden death. Can you do it?
Minnie: Nobody'd believe me! All right. I wash me hands of it. They can all be murdered in their beds.
Hans' Wife: Come back Hans! You will be burned yourself. Maria drowned to death and you burned up, what should I do then? Awwwww.
Henry Frankenstein: I've been cursed for delving into the mysteries of life.
Doctor Pretorius: Sometimes I have wondered whether life wouldn't be much more amusing if we were all devils, no nonsense about angels and being good.
