Charles Dexter Ward's wife enlists the help of a private detective to find out what her husband is up to in a remote cabin owned by his fami...更多>
Holly Tender: So, Curwen is the real great-great... whatever grandfather of Charles, and not Ezra. John March: Looks that way, doesn't it? Lonnie Peck:
And he was a monster maker?
Claire Ward: Maybe it's time we went to the police. John March: And tell them what? That Charles is making monsters in the farmhouse? Claire Ward: [looking into the bag of explosives] This is it? John March: There are enough explosives in there to give Mount Rushmore a headache. Joseph Curwen: Strong as my hunger for knowledge may be, my hunger for food is so much stronger. Joseph Curwen: I should strip thy flesh from thy bones like a suckling pig, but because I am a madman, they would do nothing to me. Such are the customs of this enlightened century.