To a new world of gods and monsters!复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
We shall drink to our partnership. Do you like gin? It is my only weakness.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Alone: bad. Friend: good!复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Mary Shelley:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
It's a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
We belong dead!复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Do you know who Henry Frankenstein is, and who you are? 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Yes, I know. Made me from dead. I love dead... hate living. 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
You are wise in your generation. We must have a long talk, and then I have an important call to make.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Frankenstein:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
I've been cursed for delving into the mysteries of life!复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
I want friend like me.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[looking at the female skeleton he has exhumed to create the Bride] I hope her bones are firm.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
You, make man... like me? 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
No. Woman... friend for you 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
The Monster:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Woman... Friend... Wife...复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[to the monster inside the mausoleum] Here, have a cigar... they're my only weakness!复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[last lines] 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Frankenstein:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[clutching Elizabeth reassuringly] Darling, darling.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Dr. Pretorius:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Sometimes I have wondered whether life wouldn't be much more amusing if we were all devils, no nonsense about angels and being good.复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[first lines] 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Lord Byron:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Prologue 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[looking out the window at a thunderstorm] 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Lord Byron:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
How beautifully dramatic! The cruelest savage exhibition of nature at her worst without. 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
[turns to face Mary and Percy Shelley, both seated] 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
Lord Byron:复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制
And we three. We elegant three within. I should like to think that an irate Jehovah was pointing those arrows of lightning directly at my head. The unbowed head of George Gordon, Lord Byron. England's greatest sinner. But I cannot flatter myself to that extent. Possibly those thunders are for our dear Shelley. Heavens applause for England's greatest poet. 复制复制成功复制失败,请手动复制