"YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN"

                                             Screenplay

                                                   by

                                             Gene Wilder

                                                                                FIRST DRAFT

                                        "YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN"

        FADE IN

1       EXT. FRANKENSTEIN CASTLE                                                        1

        A BOLT OF LIGHTNING!

        A CRACK OF THUNDER!

        On a distant, rainy hill, the old Frankenstein castle, as
        we knew and loved it, is illuminated by ANOTHER BOLT OF
        LIGHTNING.

        MUSIC:  AN EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY begins to PLAY in
        the b.g.

2       ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           2

        as we MOVE SLOWLY CLOSER to the castle.  It is completely
        dark, except for one room -- a study in the corner of the
        castle -- which is only lit by candles.

        Now we are just outside a rain-splattered window of the
        study.  We LOOK IN and SEE:

3       INT. STUDY - NIGHT                                                              3

        An open coffin rests on a table we can not see it's contents.
        As the CAMERA SLOWLY CIRCLES the coffin for a BETTER VIEW...

        A CLOCK BEGINS TO CHIME:  "ONE," "TWO," "THREE," "FOUR..."

        We are ALMOST FACING the front of the coffin.  "FIVE,"
        "SIX," "SEVEN," "EIGHT..."

        The CAMERA STOPS.  Now it MOVES UP AND ABOVE the satin-lined
        coffin.  "NINE," "TEN," "ELEVEN," "T W E L V E!"

                                                                                CUT TO:

4       THE EMBALMED HEAD OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN                              4

        Half of still clings to the waxen balm; the other
        half has decayed to skull.  Below his head is a skeleton,
        whose bony fingers cling to a metal box.

5       A HAND                                                                          5

        reaches in to grasp the metal box.  It lifts the box halfway
        out of the coffin -- the skeleton's fingers rising, involun-
        tarily, with the box.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        2

                                                                                        5 Cont.

        Then, as of by force of will, the skeleton's fingers grab
        the box back and place it where it was.

        Now the "Hand" -- using its other hand -- grabs the box
        back from the skeleton's fingers.  The skeleton no longer
        resists.

6       CORNELIUS WALDMAN                                                               6

        whose "Hands" we have just seen, now carries the box to a
        small table.  He takes a tiny key out from his vest pocket
        and begins to unlock the metal box.

        NINE PEOPLE watch him closely.  They are seated on chairs
        in the study, waiting to hear the contents of
        Beaufort Frankenstein's will.  Their dress is turn-of-the-
        century Transylvanian.

        Cornelius Waldman fumbles with the lock, emitting strange
        grunts as he tries to open it.  With each grunt, the face
        of a "potential Heir" is SEEN, squirming with frustration
        or anger.

                                        FIRST VILLAGER (WALTER)
                        Fumbling fool!  For two kronen
                        I'd rip that box fight out of his
                        hands.

                                        ILSE (HIS WIFE)
                        Shhh!

                                        NINETY-YEAR-OLD VILLAGER (HENRICH)
                        Hurry.  Idiot, hurry!

                                        AGATHA (HIS WIFE)
                        Quiet, Henrich!  We've waited seventy
                        years...another three or four seconds
                        won't hurt.

                                        NINETY-YEAR-OLD VILLAGER
                        Another three of four more seconds?
                        I could be dead by then.

                                        AGATHA
                        Shhh!

                                        FIFTH VILLAGER (A MAN)
                        What if he's left you out?

                                        HELENE (HIS GIRL FRIEND)
                        Just let him try -- I'll take care
                        of him.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        3

                                                                                        6 Cont.

                                        ANASTASIA (A MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN)
                        Oh, Mommy...I hardly remember.  Did
                        the Baron really like me when I was
                        a child?

                                        MARLENE (HER MOTHER)
                        Like a father!

                                        NINTH VILLAGER (WOLFGANG)
                                (muttering to
                                himself)
                        Wenn dieser Bloder kerl sich nicht
                        beeilt verde ich verruckt.  Was zum
                        Teufel machte?

                                        MARLENE
                        Shhh!

        Cornelius Waldman finally opens the lock.  He takes out an
        old parchment, puts on his glasses, coughs and sputters a
        few times, and then begins to read.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        'I, Beaufort Frankenstein, in this
                        my eighty third year of life, do
                        hereby make, publish and declare the
                        following statements as and for my
                        last will and testament, and I direct
                        my executor, Cornelius Waldman, to
                        inform and assemble those persons
                        previously divulged to him, that
                        they may hear -- in my own voice --
                        the final disposition of my property.'

        At the words, "In my own voice," the nine "Potential Heirs"
        exchange curious glances.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                                (still reading)
                        'Such disposition to commerce at
                        the hour of twelve o'clock of my
                        one hundredth birthday.  If all
                        the conditions heretofore set forth
                        have been met, now then -- hear once
                        more, and for the last time...the
                        authenticity of my own voice!'

        Cornelius Waldman nos to a Clerk, HERR FALKSTEIN, who
        is standing nearby.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        4

                                                                                        6 Cont.1

        Herr Falkstein places the needle of an old victrola onto
        an already spinning record.  It SCRATCHES and then begins
        to PLAY.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        How do you do this thing?  Where?
                        In here?  Just talk right into it?
                        All right. Am I close enough?  All
                        right, all right -- get the hell
                        out of the way.
                                (he clears his throat,
                                then speaks in a deep,
                                majestic voice)
                        The once proud name of Frankenstein
                        has been dragged, by my only son,
                        Victor, into an abyss of shame.
                        There was a time when the name
                        'Frankenstein' conjured dreams of
                        virtue, of honor and devotion.  Now,
                        no guilt, no malignity, no misery
                        can be found to equal mine.  And
                        the catalogue of sins of my once
                        devoted son will not cease to
                        rankle in my wounds until death
                        shall close them forever -- so
                        supremely frightful is the effect
                        of any human endeavor to mock the
                        stupendous mechanism of the Creator
                        of the world.
                        Did you get all that?  Are you sure
                        you got 'rankle in my wounds'?  I'll
                        kill you if you screw this up.  All
                        right, all right. Now as to the
                        disposition of my estate.

        Everyone in the room sits alert.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s)
                        To my cousins, Henrich and Agatha...

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7       THE NINETY-YEAR-OLD VILLAGER AND HIS WIFE                               7

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        ...and to my cousin Walter and his
                        wife Ilse...

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                                                                                        5

8       WALTER AND ILSE                                                         8

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s)
                        ...and to my niece Helene...

                                                                                CUT TO:

9       HELENE                                                                          9

        sitting with her boyfriend.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s)
                        ...and my dear nephew Wolfgang...

                                                                                CUT TO:

10      WOLFGANG                                                                        10

        sitting alone.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        ...and lastly, to my cherished old
                        friend, Marlene, and her charming
                        daughter, Anastasia...

                                                                                CUT TO:

11      ANASTASIA AND HER MOTHER                                                        11

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        ...to all of you, in equal shares,
                        I hereby give, devise and bequeath,
                        absolutely and without any
                        restrictions whatsoever, all
                        property of every sort and
                        description, whether real,
                        personal or mixed, to which my
                        estate shall be entitled.

12      HENRICH AND AGATHA                                                              12

        are hugging each other.

13      WALTER AND ILSE                                                         13

        hugging each other.

14      HELENE AND ANASTASIA                                                    14

        hugging each other.

                                                                                        6

15      WOLFGANG                                                                        15

        is hugging himself.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        Unless...!

16      GROUP SHOT                                                                      16

        They all look up suddenly from their hugging.

17      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           17

        SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH...the needle has reached the
        end of the first side.

18      HERR FALKSTEIN                                                          18

        lifts the arm off and turns the record over.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                                (apologetically)
                        It's a seventy eight.

        He places the needle on the record.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        ...Unless...my only male heir, my
                        great-grandson, Frederick -- whom I
                        have never seen but who is, at the
                        time of this recording, ten years of
                        age and residing in America with my
                        granddaughter, Katherine -- has, by
                        his own free will, embraced Medicine
                        as his career and acquitted himself
                        with some measure of esteem.  Then,
                        to him I leave...everything!

        The nine "Potential Heirs" are expressionless.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN
                                (o.s.)
                        My castle, together with its
                        laboratory, its public and private
                        library, and all notes and journals
                        contained therein, all acreage
                        surrounding my estate, plus all
                        income and principle thereof...in
                        the fond hope that yet another
                        Frankenstein shall lift our family
                        name to an eminence of dignity, and
                        sanity, that it once enjoyed.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        7

                                                                                        18 Cont.

                                        VOICE OF BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN (Cont.)
                                (o.s.)
                        As for my dear friends and relations,
                        should this latter improbability come
                        to be...I know that I have your
                        complete understanding.  For the road
                        to salvation and repentance must be
                        paved up the avenue of my soul, and
                        not up yours, up yours, up yours,
                        up yours, up yours...

        Herr Falkstein removes the needle from the finished record.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Herr Falkstein!  Did you inform
                        Frederick Frankenstein of this
                        assembly and all the particulars
                        of the time and place?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        I did, sir.

        He takes a cablegram out from his pocket.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        But I received a cable only this
                        morning, saying that he could not
                        come.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Was he aware of the importance of
                        this occasion?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Yes, sir, he was.  But he said he
                        was obligated to lecture at
                        Johns Hopkins University.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        What lecture could be more
                        important than the will of
                        Baron Beaufort Frankenstein?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                                (reading the cable)
                        'Functional areas of the cerebrum
                        in relation to the skull.'

        The Ninety-Year-Old Villager passes out.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        8

                                                                                        18 Cont.1

                                        ANASTASIA
                                (very sweetly)
                        Excuse me, Mr. Waldman -- excuse me
                        for interrupting.  But is Frederick,
                        then...a medical doctor?

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Yes, my dear, he is.

                                        ANASTASIA
                        And has he achieved...any special
                        degree of eminence?

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        He is the fifth leading authority
                        in his field.

                                        ANASTASIA
                                (sinking her head
                                into her hand)
                        Oh, shit.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Herr Falkstein -- you must go at
                        once and present Dr. Frankenstein
                        with all the details of his
                        inheritance.  The estate will
                        provide for your journey.

                                        HELENE
                        I object, Herr Waldman!  This is a
                        travesty.  If the beloved great-
                        grandson cared anything at all for
                        the House of Frankenstein, he would
                        have shown it by being here with
                        those of us who still have some
                        respect.  I think we should completely
                        disregard the afterthoughts of a very
                        old man.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Madam -- the foundation of civilization
                        rests upon adherence to the law.  And
                        the Law is the Law.  Das Gesetz ist
                        das Gesetz!

        Wolfgang -- the man who mutters only in German -- CRASHES the
        back of his head halfway into the wall behind him.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        9

                                                                                        18 Cont.2

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        Herr Falkstein! You have your
                        instructions!

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Yes, sir.

                                        CORNELIUS WALDMAN
                        I have taken an oath that each
                        letter of this testament shall
                        be executed...and by God, it
                        shall be done!

        The lid of Beaufort Frankenstein's coffin SLAMS SHUT
        by itself.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

19      LEGEND ON THE SCREEN                                                    19

        It reads:

                JOHNS HOPKINS HOSPITAL

                   BALTIMORE, MARYLAND

                                     21205

20      INT. MEDICAL ARENA - DAY                                                        20

        Herr Falkstein quietly enters into the balcony of an
        arena packed with young MEDICAL STUDENTS.  A lecture is
        in progress.

                                        LECTURER'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        If we look at the base of a brain
                        which has just been removed from
                        a skull, there's very little of
                        the midbrain that we can actually
                        see.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        10

                                                                                        20 Cont.

        Herr Falkstein proceeds, almost on tiptoe, along the
        aisle towards a vacant seat.  He is carrying a briefcase
        and a small metal box.

                                        LECTURER'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        Yet, as I demonstrated in my
                        lecture last week, if the under
                        aspects of the temporal lobes
                        are gently pulled apart, the
                        upper portion of the stem of
                        the brain can be seen.

        Herr Falkstein's footsteps ECHO ever so lightly against
        the cold stone floor, as he passes the faces of students
        intense with concentration.

                                        LECTURER'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        This so called 'brain stem'
                        consists of the midbrain, a
                        rounded protrusion called the
                        pons, and a stalk tapering
                        downwards called the
                        medulla oblongata which passes
                        out of the skull through the
                        foramen magnum and becomes,
                        of course...the spinal cord.

        Herr Falkstein finds a vacant place and sits down.

                                        LECTURER'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        Which brings us directly to the
                        demonstration prepared for today.
                        Are there any questions before
                        we proceed?

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        (rising)
                        I have one question,
                        Dr. Frankenstein.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        11

21      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           21

        Our first LOOK at the famous Lecturer.

                                        FREDDY
                        That's 'Fronkonsteen.'

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        I beg your pardon?

                                        FREDDY
                        My name is pronounced Fron kon steen.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Oh!  I thought it was Dr. Frankenstein.

                                        FREDDY
                        No, it's Dr. Fronkonsteen!

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But aren't you the grandson of the
                        famous Dr. Victor Frankenstein?...
                        who performed such fascinating
                        experiments in electricity and
                        galvanism?

                                        FREDDY
                        That's true!  But my grandfather,
                        Victor was, after all, what we
                        might politely refer to as... a
                        cuckoo!

        Polite laughter.

                                        FREDDY
                        I prefer, by far, to be remembered
                        for my own small contributions to
                        science.  Now if we can proceed to
                        your questions.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Well sir... I'm not sure I
                        understand the distinction between
                        'Reflexive' and 'Voluntary' nerve
                        impulses.

                                        FREDDY
                        Very good!  Since our lab work today
                        is a demonstration of just that
                        distinction... why don't we proceed?

        Behind Freddy is a PATIENT, lying on an operating table.
        CARLSON, an assistant, stands near the Patient, next to
        a small table of instruments.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        12

                                                                                        21 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        What are we actually talking about
                        when we use the term, 'Brain'?  We
                        are talking about... a cauliflower!

        Freddy turns to Carlson.

                                        FREDDY
                        May I have the cauliflower, please!

        Carlson hands Freddy a giant cauliflower.

                                        FREDDY
                        If we make a small slit, down the
                        center of this cauliflower...

        Freddy turns to Carlson, who hands him the scalpel.  Freddy
        makes a small slit down the center of the cauliflower.

                                        FREDDY
                        ...and then, ever so gently,
                        gently, gently... pull it apart...

        Freddy has some difficulty pulling the cauliflower apart.
        It begins to crumble, but he goes on, professionally.

                                        FREDDY
                        ...we should find, with any luck
                        at all... a stalk of... celery!

        There is no celery inside the cauliflower.  Freddy flushes
        red.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Carlson)
                        Where did you get this cauliflower?

                                        CARLSON
                        From your office, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        Didn't you prepare it with the
                        celery before my lecture?

                                        CARLSON
                        Yes, sir.  But I must have taken
                        the wrong one when we came up.

                                        FREDDY
                                (in quiet rage)
                        Are you trying to make me look
                        like an idiot?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        13

                                                                                        21 Cont.1

                                        CARLSON
                        No, sir.  It will never happen again.

                                        FREDDY
                                (handing him
                                the cauliflower)
                        Here!  This cauliflower is useless
                        to me.

        Freddy turns back to his audience.

                                        FREDDY
                        With any normal cauliflower, we
                        would have found a stalk of celery,
                        or... 'Brain Stem' which brings us
                        to the practical application of
                        our study.

        Freddy moves behind the Patient on the table.

                                        FREDDY
                        Mr. Hilltop here -- with whom I have
                        never worked of given any prior
                        instructions to -- has graciously
                        offered his services for this afternoon's
                        demonstration.  Mr. Hilltop!

                                        HILLTOP
                        Yes, sir?

                                        FREDDY
                        Have we ever seen each other before
                        this afternoon?

                                        HILLTOP
                        No, sir.
                                        FREDDY
                        Tell them!

                                        HILLTOP
                                (turning to the
                                Medical Students)
                        No, sir -- we haven't.

        FREDDY
                                (to his audience)
                        Do I lie?
                                (to Mr. Hilltop)
                        Would you be so kind enough to hop
                        up on your feet and stand beside
                        this table.

        Mr. Hill top gets off of the table and stands erect.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        14

                                                                                        21 Cont.2

                                        FREDDY
                        Mr. Hilltop!  Would you raise
                        your left knee, please!

        Mr. Hilltop raises his left knee.

                                        FREDDY
                        You have just witnessed a 'Voluntary'
                        nerve impulse.  It begins as a
                        stimulus from the cerebral cortex,
                        passes through the brain stem and
                        then to the particular muscle
                        involved.  Mr. Hilltop, you may
                        lower your knee.

        He lowers his knee.

                                        FREDDY
                        'Reflex movements are those which
                        are made independently of the will,
                        but are carried out along pathways
                        which pass between the periphery and
                        the central nervous system.  You
                        filthy, rotten, yellow son of a BITCH!

        Freddy pokes his knee close to Mr. Hilltop's balls.
        Mr. Hilltop reacts accordingly.

                                        FREDDY
                        We are not aware of the impulses,
                        neither do we intend them to contract
                        our muscles.  Yet -- as you can see --
                        they work by themselves.

        By this time, Mr. Hilltop has lowered his protective thigh
        ... a little nervously.

                                        FREDDY
                        Now then!  Modern research has
                        shown us that by simply applying
                        local pressure of ' blocking' the
                        nerve impulse... which can be done
                        with any ordinary metal clamp...

        Freddy reaches out his hand.  Carlson hands him a bicycle
        clamp.  Freddy holds Mr. Hilltop's head and places the
        clamp behind Mr. Hilltop's ears.

                                        FREDDY
                        ... Just at the swelling on the
                        posterior nerve root -- for, oh
                        say five or six seconds...

        A short pause.  Freddy looks at his watch.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        15

                                                                                        21 Cont.3

                                        FREDDY
                        Why you mother-grabbing BASTARD!

        Freddy once again jerks his knee close to Mr. Hilltop's
        balls.  This time Mr. Hilltop doesn't move.  He is almost
        ready to pass out.

                                        FREDDY
                        All communication is shut off.
                        Similarly, damage to a nerve will
                        mean that not all the impulses can
                        get through and there will be
                        weakness of a muscle...

        Mr. Hilltop collapses to the floor.  Freddy never looks down.

                                        FREDDY
                        ...or group of muscles, with some
                        loss of skin sensation on the area
                        supplied by that nerve.  In spite
                        of our mechanical magnificence, if
                        there is not this continuous stream
                        of impulses... we would collapse
                        like... a bunch of broccoli.

        A smattering of POLITE APPLAUSE.  Freddy reaches down and
        removes the metal clamp from Mr. Hilltop's head.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Carlson)
                        Give him an extra dollar.

                                        CARLSON
                        Yes, sir.

        Carlson picks up Mr. Hilltop and places him on the operating
        table.

                                        FREDDY
                        In conclusion... it should be noted
                        that more than common injury to the
                        nerve roots is always serious,
                        because... once a nerve fibber is
                        severed... there is no way to
                        regenerate life back into it.  Are
                        there any more questions before we
                        leave?

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Dr. Fronkonsteen!

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        16

                                                                                        21 Cont.4

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Isn't it true that Darwin preserved
                        a piece of vermicelli in a glass
                        case until, by some extraordinary
                        means, it actually began to move
                        with voluntary motion?

                                        FREDDY
                        A piece of what?

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Vermicelli.

                                        FREDDY
                        Are you speaking of the worm, or
                        ... the spaghetti.

                                        FREDDY
                        Why the worm, Sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        Ah!  In science you must be very
                        precise -- it can spell the
                        difference between life and death.
                                (to Carlson)
                        I don't want that fellow in class
                        next semester.

                                        CARLSON
                        Yes, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        He has a big mouth.
                                 (to Medical Student)
                        Yes!  It seems to me I did read
                        something about that incident as a
                        student.  But you have to remember
                        that a worm -- with very few exceptions
                        -- is not a human being.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But wasn't that the whole basis of
                        your grandfathers work, sir...? the
                        re-animation of component parts?

                                        FREDDY
                        My father was a sick man.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But aren't you the least bit curious
                        about it, Doctor?  Doesn't the secret
                        of life hold any intrigue for you?

                                        FREDDY
                        You are talking about the gibberish
                        ravings of a lunatic mind.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        17

                                                                                        21 Cont.5

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Yes, but, sir... if it could be
                        accomplished, wouldn't that
                        eliminate disease from the human
                        frame and render man invulnerable
                        to any but a violent death?

                                        FREDDY
                        How old are you, young man?

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        Nineteen, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        Nineteen!  My dear young man...
                        once the human organism has ceased
                        to function, nature has deemed
                        that creature to be dead.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But look at what's been done with
                        hearts and kidneys!

                                        FREDDY
                        Hearts and kidneys are Tinker Toys!
                        I'm talking about the Central
                        Nervous System.

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But, sir...

                                        FREDDY
                        I am a scientist...!  not a
                        philosopher.

        He holds up his scalpel.

                                        FREDDY
                        You have more chance of re-animating
                        this knife than you have of mending
                        a broken nervous system,

                                        MEDICAL STUDENT
                        But your grandfather's work, sir...

                                        FREDDY
                        My grandfather's work was Doo-Doo!
                        Dead is Dead!  There's only one
                        thing I am interested in... and that
                        is the preservation of LIFE!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        18

                                                                                        21 Cont.6

        POLITE APPLAUSE.  However, on the word "Life," Freddy
        has plunged the scalpel into his thigh by mistake.  No one
        but Freddy and the Movie Audience is aware of this.

                                        FREDDY
                        Class... is... dismissed!

        The students begin to leave.

                                        FREDDY
                        Carlson!

                                        CARLSON
                        Yes, sir?

                                        FREDDY
                        Bring me some surgical gauze, a
                        little tape and some disinfectant.

                                        CARLSON
                        Yes, sir.  Do you want the other
                        cauliflower?

                                        FREDDY
                        ... No!

        Herr Falkstein approaches with the metal box.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Dr. Frankenstein?

                                        FREDDY
                                (through his teeth)
                        Fron kon steen!

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        My name is Gerhart Falkstein.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

22      EXT. A CITY STREET - DAY                                                        22

        Herr Falkstein and Freddy are walking along the sidewalk.
        In the distance, a little OLD VIOLINIST, wearing a
        Tyrolean hat, plays a cheerful tune on his violin.  His
        open violin case rests on the ground beside him.

                                        FREDDY
                        One hundred thousand dollars???

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        19

                                                                                        22 Cont.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Oh, at least, sir.  The land alone
                        is worth a small fortune.

                                        FREDDY
                        But I can't just drop everything and
                        leave.  I have responsibilities and
                        obligations.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Do you have a hundred thousand of
                        them, sir?

        Freddy looks at Herr Falkstein.  The little Old Violinist
        has finished his cheerful tune.  He now plays the eerie
        Transylvanian Lullaby that was heard at the opening.

                                        FREDDY
                        How long will this whole thing
                        take?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        A week.  Ten days at most.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'll have to think it over.  It's
                        not so easy just to pick up and...

        Freddy stops -- the music seeping into a dark and forgotten
        corner of his brain.

                                        FREDDY
                        Curious melody!  Haunting, isn't
                        it?

        Freddy, followed by Herr Falkstein, walks back a few steps
        and stands next to the Old Violinist as he plays.

                                        FREDDY
                        What's that tune that you're playing

                                        OLD VIOLINIST
                        Zis is an old Transylvanian Lullaby.

                                        FREDDY
                        How sweet!  Such a quaint little
                        tune.

        Freddy rubs his temples with his fingertips for a moment.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        20

                                                                                        22 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        May I see your violin?

                                        OLD VIOLINIST
                                (handing Freddy
                                the violin)
                        It's an honor for me, sir.  You
                        play the violin?

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, just a little.

        Freddy examines the violin.

                                        FREDDY
                        Nice!  Nice little balance to it.

                                        OLD VIOLINIST
                        Ja, ja.

        Freddy, without any emotion, smashes the violin over his knee
        and then hands the two halves back to the Old Violinist.

                                        FREDDY
                        Thank you very much.

        The Old Violinist takes the two halves, open-mouthed.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Herr Falkstein)
                        Well... if you're sure that I could
                        accomplish everything in a week...
                        I suppose I could manage it.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Why did you do that?

                                        FREDDY
                        What?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Break that old man's violin.

                                        FREDDY
                        I didn't do that.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        The old violinist -- you smashed
                        his violin over your knee.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        21

                                                                                        22 Cont.2

                                        FREDDY
                        I did not do that.  Why would I
                        do a thing like that...?  Are you
                        insane?

23      LEGEND ON THE SCREEN                                                    23

        It reads:

                "IS THIS THE FIRST SIGN OF A SPLIT PERSONALITY?"

24      BACK TO THE SCENE                                                               24

        Now Freddy and Herr Falkstein are standing on a corner.

                                        FREDDY
                        All right then, I suppose I owe
                        the family that much.  You'll
                        have everything ready for me when
                        I arrive?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Yes, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        One week at the most!?

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        One week -- I'll see to it, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well, thank you very much for all
                        your trouble.

        They shake hands.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Not at all -- a great privilege,
                        Doctor.

                                        FREDDY
                        Saturday night then!  I'll take
                        the train to New York and fly from
                        there.

                                        HERR FALKSTEIN
                        Saturday night, yes, sir.  Have a
                        pleasant journey!

        Freddy walks off.  Herr Falkstein looks back at the little
        Old Violinist, who is playing the TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY
        on the top half of his violin.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        22

25      EXT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT                                              25

        Freddy, with a large suitcase and a small briefcase, stands
        next to a lot of steam...behind which, there appears to
        be a waiting train.  With Freddy is his beautiful, flat-
        chested fiancee, ELIZABETH.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Darling!...you will be careful!?

                                        FREDDY
                        Of course.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        You have your tickets?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        And your passport?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, don't worry.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Call me from New York before
                        you leave??

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Promise??

                                        FREDDY
                        I promise.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Oh, darling -- I'll count the
                        hours that you're away.

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, darling -- so will I.

                                        CONDUCTOR
                                (o.s.)
                        Board!  All aboard!

                                        FREDDY
                        I'd better leave.

        They look at each other;  then kiss.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        23

                                                                                        25 Cont.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Will you miss me?

                                        FREDDY
                        Very....very!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Mother's going to help me with
                        the invitations.

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, nice.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        I hope you like large weddings.

                                        FREDDY
                        Whatever makes you happy.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        I've trimmed the list to only
                        our very closest friends...but
                        it still comes to three thousand.

                                        FREDDY
                        You're incorrigible!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Does that mean you love me?

                                        FREDDY
                        You bet your boots it does.

                                        CONDUCTOR
                                (o.s.)
                        All aboard!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Hurry now -- before I make a
                        fool of myself.

        They kiss quickly.

                                        FREDDY
                        Goodbye, darling.

        Freddy DISAPPEARS into the steam.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Goodbye, Freddy!  Hurry back
                        to me!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        24

                                                                                        25 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                                (o.s., from
                                the steam)
                        I will!  Goodbye, darling!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Goodbye, darling.

        A long pause, as Elizabeth gazes into the mass of steam.
        She wipes a tear from her eye.

                                        ELIZABETH
                                (whispering
                                to herself)
                        Goodbye, darling.

                                        FREDDY
                                (o.s., from
                                the steam)
                        Goodbye, darling!

        A TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS.

26      ANGLE ON TRAIN                                                          26

        The train starts up.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

27      INT. TRAIN - NIGHT                                                              27

        Freddy is sitting in a passenger car, reading a book.
        A FEW PEOPLE sit near him.

28      A CONDUCTOR                                                                     28

        walks down the aisle.

        CONDUCTOR
                        New York next!  Everyone out
                        for New York!

        Freddy looks out the window.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

29      A TRAIN - (STOCK) - NIGHT                                               29

        whizzing through the night.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        25

30      INT. TRAIN - SUNSET                                                     30

        Freddy is sitting in a passenger car, reading a book.
        A FEW EUROPEANS sit near him.

31      LEGEND OVER THE SCREEN                                                  31

        It reads:

                                "SOMEWHERE IN EUROPE"

32      A CONDUCTOR                                                                     32

        wearing a Tyrolean Conductor's hat, walks down the aisle.

                                        CONDUCTOR
                        Transylvania nachste!  Jeder
                        austeigen fur TRANSYLVANIA!

        Freddy looks out the window.  He reaches up and takes his
        suitcase and briefcase off of the rack above him.  Then
        he raises his window and looks out at:

33      A TEN YEAR-OLD GERMAN BOY                                               33

        dressed in lederhosen, a cap, and a shoeshine kit on his
        back.

                                        FREDDY
                                (calling out
                                to him)
                        Pardon me, boy!  Is that the
                        Transylvania Station?

                                        GERMAN BOY
                        Ja, this is track twenty-nine.

        He starts OFF.

                                        GERMAN BOY
                        Oh, can I give you a shine?

                                        FREDDY
                        Thank you, no.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

34      EXT. TRAIN STATION - NIGHT                                              34

        Freddy gets off the ancient train and looks for someone
        who might be there to meet him.  he sets down his suit-
        case and briefcase.

                                                                                        26

35      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           35

        From out of the darkness, IGOR, a strange man with a
        hunched back, walks towards him.  Behind Igor is a woman,
        INGA.

                                        IGOR
                        Frederick Frankenstein?

                                        FREDDY
                        Fron kon steen!

                                        IGOR
                        Are you putting me on?

                                        FREDDY
                        No, it's pronounced Fron kon
                        steen.

                                        IGOR
                        And do you also say Fro dereck?

                                        FREDDY
                        No, Fred ereck.

                                IGOR
                        Why isn't it Frodereck Fronkon steen?

                                FREDDY
                        It's not.  It's Fredereck
                        Fronkonsteen.

                                        IGOR
                        I see.

                                        FREDDY
                        You must be Igor.

        Igor thinks a moment.

                                        IGOR
                        No, it's pronounced Aye gor.

                                        FREDDY
                        But they told me it was Ee gor.

                                        IGOR
                        Well, they were wrong then,
                        weren't they?

                                        FREDDY
                        You were sent by Herr Falkstein,
                        weren't you?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        27

                                                                                        35 Cont.

                                        IGOR
                        Yes, that's right.  My grandfather
                        and your grandfather used to pal
                        around together.  You and I should
                        have a lot of laughs.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'm sure we will.

                                        IGOR
                                (indicating the
                                large-breasted
                                woman behind him)
                        This is Inga.  They thought you
                        might need an assistant temporarily.

                                        FREDDY
                        How do you do?

                                        INGA
                        Extremely well.

                                        FREDDY
                        How nice.

                                        IGOR
                        Are these your bags?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, just the two.

        Igor takes the small briefcase and walks OFF.  Freddy
        takes the large suitcase and follows with Inga.

                                        INGA
                        Did you have a pleasant trip?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, thank you.  It wasn't bad.

        They follow Igor past two men -- Dracula and Wolfman --
        who are sitting quietly on a platform bench.  One of the
        men wears a huge black cape and has two enormous eye teeth.
        The other man's face and hands are covered with wolf's
        hair.

                                        IGOR
                                (singing to
                                himself)
                        Sun -- rise... Sun -- set!
                        Dee -- dum... Dee -- dum.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        28

                                                                                        35 Cont.1

        Freddy, struggling with his suitcase, stares in polite
        horror at the two men as he and Inga walk past them.

                                        FREDDY
                        Good evening.

                                        DRACULA
                        Good evening.

                                        WOLFMAN
                        Good evening.

        Freddy and Inga continue on, walking under a dangling
        sign:

                        "TRANSYLVANIA STATION"

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

36      EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - A FEW MINUTES LATER - NIGHT                 36

        A cart, drawn by two horses, travels up a lonely road.
        Igor is at the reins.  In the back, sitting in mountains
        of hay, are Freddy and Inga.

                                        INGA
                        Did you ever have a roll in
                        the hay?

                                        FREDDY
                                (a little nervous)
                        I'm not sure I...get your drift.

        Inga begins to roll herself over and over in the hay.

                                        INGA
                        You should try it -- it's fun.

        Somewhat embarrassed, Freddy leans over to speak to Igor.

                                        FREDDY
                        Incidentally -- I don't mean
                        to embarrass you in any way,
                        but I'm a rather brilliant
                        surgeon.  Perhaps I can help
                        you with that hump.

                                        IGOR
                        What hump?

        Freddy tries to recover.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        29

                                                                                        36 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well...perhaps we can talk
                        about it later.

        He turns back to Inga for relief.  Just then:  a BOLT OF
        LIGHTNING!  Inga comes close to Freddy.

                                        INGA
                        Sometimes I'm afraid of the
                        lightning.

                                        FREDDY
                        Just an atmospheric discharge.
                        Nothing to be afraid of.

        A HORRIFYING CRY OF A WOLF!

                                        FREDDY
                                (making a joke)
                        Werewolf.

                                        IGOR
                        There.

                                        FREDDY
                        I beg your pardon?

                                        IGOR
                                (pointing to
                                the woods)
                        There wolf!
                                (pointing up
                                the road)
                        There castle!

                                        FREDDY
                        Why are you talking like that?

                                        IGOR
                        I thought you wanted to.

                                        FREDDY
                        No.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        30

                                                                                        36 Cont.1

                                        IGOR
                        Suit yourself...I'm easy.
                                (confidentially,
                                indicating Inga)
                        Better watch out for the wockers.

                                        FREDDY
                        What wockers?

                                        IGOR
                        The wockers with the knockers.

                                        FREDDY
                        Wockers with the knockers???

                                        IGOR
                        Go ahead, play dumb!  You'll
                        lose your sockers and then
                        be fockers.

        A BOLT OF LIGHTNING.

                                        IGOR
                                (pointing to the
                                top of the hill)
                        Well, there it is...

                                                                                CUT TO:

37      THE CASTLE - NIGHT                                                              37

        illuminated by the lightning.

                                        IGOR
                                (o.s., as we
                                see the castle)
                        Home!

                                        FREDDY
                                (to himself)
                        Home.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        31

38      EXT. THE CASTLE                                                         38

        As they approach the gigantic front door, FRAU BLUCHER
        opens a smaller door, within the giant door, and stands
        on the front stairs to greet them.  She holds a lit
        candelabra.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Welcome!  I am Frau Blucher.

        At the sound of her name, the HORSES REAR.

                                        IGOR
                        Down!  Down!  Steady!!

        Freddy takes his suitcase and helps Inga out of the cart.
        He approaches Frau Blucher.

                                        FREDDY
                        How do you do?  I am Dr. Fronkonsteen.
                        This is my assistant.  Inga -- may
                        I present Frau Blucher.

        The HORSES REAR.

                                        IGOR
                        Down!  Get down, you beasts!

                                        FREDDY
                        I wonder what's got into them?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Your rooms are ready, Herr Doctor.
                        If you will follow me, please.

        She indicates the small door.

                                        FREDDY
                                (calling to Igor)
                        Aye-gor!  We'll wait for you
                        inside.  Hurry, please!

        He turns to the door.

                                        FREDDY
                        After you Frau Blucher.

        The HORSES REAR.  Freddy, Inga and Frau Blucher have
        disappeared through the small door.  Igor struggles with
        the rearing horses.

                                        IGOR
                        Easy.  Easy!  What's very sticky
                        and rhymes with shoe?

        The horses calm down.

                                        IGOR
                        That's better.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        32

                                                                                        38 Cont.

        Igor takes Freddy's briefcase and heads for the door.

                                        IGOR
                                (to the horses)
                        I'll be back shortly.  Just
                        think of model airplanes.

        Igor shuns the smaller door and pulls the handle that opens
        the giant door.  He walks into the castle.

                                                                                CUT TO:

39      INT. RECEPTION HALL                                                     39

        Frau Blucher is waiting on a large staircase with Freddy
        and Inga.  Igor comes up to them.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Shall we proceed?

        They all follow in the aura of Frau Blucher's candlelight.
        From outside there is a:  LOW RUMBLE OF THUNDER.  When
        they reach the top of the stairs, Frau Blucher starts
        down a corridor.  Igor walks up to a light switch and
        tries it.

40      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           40

        as ALL THE LIGHTS COME ON.  Igor turns the lights off again,
        gesturing to Freddy not to say anything because Frau Blucher
        might be a little bonkers.  Inga, Freddy and Igor turn
        into the corridor and disappear.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

41      INT. FREDDY'S BEDROOM                                                   41

        A fire is going in the fire place.  Candles are lit in wall
        sconces.  One wall is devoted to books.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        I hope you find this comfortable.
                        This was Baron Victor's room.

                                        FREDDY
                        It seems fine.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        You'll fine the keys to all the
                        rooms in my cas... all the rooms
                        in your castle on this ring.  I'll
                        leave it on the table here.

                                        FREDDY
                        Does that include the key to the
                        laboratory?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        33

                                                                                        41 Cont.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        You mean... the laboratory??

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes!... the laboratory.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        No!  Dr. Frankenstein always kept
                        that separate.

                                        FREDDY
                        May I have it, please?

        A pregnant pause.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Of course.

        She pulls up on a chain around her neck.  At the end of
        the chain is a key that had been resting against her bosom.
        She takes it off, kisses it quickly, and sets it on the table.

                                        FREDDY
                                (examining the
                                bookcase)
                        There seem to be quite a few books.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Yes, this was Victor's... the Baron's
                        medical library.

                                        FREDDY
                        I see.  And where is my grandfather's
                        private library?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        I don't know what you mean, sir.

                                        FREDDY
                        well, there was a public and a
                        private library -- he said so in his
                        will.  these books are all very
                        general -- any doctor might have them
                        in his study.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        This is the only library I know of.

                                        FREDDY
                        Surely he kept his notes -- his private
                        papers and records in some other place?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        I think you must be mistaken, sir.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        34

                                                                                        41 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        Well... we'll see.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Will there be anything else?

                                        FREDDY
                        I don't think so.  Is my assistant
                        taken care of?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        I put her in the guest room, just
                        down the hall.

                                        FREDDY
                        Good.

        She leaves.  Freddy starts back towards the bookcase and
        pulls book.

42      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           42

        Door opens and Inga enters.

                                        INGA
                        Are you busy?

                                        FREDDY
                        That's quite all right.  What is it,
                        dear?

                                        INGA
                        Could I lie down in your bed for a
                        little while?  I just can't sleep.

                                        FREDDY
                        We only arrived a few minutes ago.

                                        INGA
                        I know, but usually I can fall
                        asleep right away.  It must be the
                        strange room.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well...

                                        INGA
                        Oh please -- just till I get sleepy.
                        Then you can force me right back to
                        my room.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well.. I suppose it would be all
                        right, for just a little while.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        35

                                                                                        42.Cont

        Inga gets into Freddy's bed.

                                        FREDDY
                        Would you like a sandwich?

                                        INGA
                        No, thanks!  I want to get right
                        to sleep.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well... I'll just finish unpacking.

        As Freddy continues to unpack, he hears a STRANGE "BLOWING"
        SOUND coming from outside.  He goes to the window and
        looks up.

                                                                                CUT TO:

443     A TURRET AT THE TOP OF THE CASTLE                                       43

        Igor sits in the window, trying to blow a ram's horn.  He
        tries and tries, but can't get one good sustained not.
        Finally, he throws the ram's horns away and picks up a
        trumpet.  He blows some "SWEET" BLUES.

                                                                                CUT TO:

44      FREDDY                                                                          44

        lying in a chaise lounge near the bed, reading.  He wears
        his robe over his clothes.  Freddy looks at Inga, who is
        sound asleep.  Now he drains the last of his glass of
        fruit juice and sets it down on an end table.  he turns
        over to sleep.  The CAMERA BEGINS TO PAN SLOWLY to the
        bedroom window.  On its way, we SEE:  A FEW DROPS OF FRUIT
        JUICE dripping down the inside of the glass that Freddy
        has just put down.

45      ANGLE THROUGH THE BEDROOM WINDOW (STOCK FOOTAGE)                        45

        CLOUDS PASS ACROSS A FULL MOON.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

46      LATER THAT NIGHT                                                                46

        Deadly silence!  As the CAMERA PANS from the clouds,
        SLOWLY BACK ACROSS THE ROOM, suddenly -- from the deep
        recesses or the castle -- A VIOLIN IS HEARD PLAYING:  THE
        EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY.  As the CAMERA reaches Freddy,
        he is tossing restlessly in his sleep.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        36

                                                                                        46 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        Stop it.  Stop it, I tell you
                        I don't want to be perfect.  Can't
                        you understand that?  I don't want
                        to be perfect!

        Freddy wakes with a start.  He sits up and listens to the
        MUSIC.  Then he stands and crosses to the bed.

                                        FREDDY
                        Inga!

                                INGA
                                (in her sleep)
                        Yes, you may... but don't make
                        any noise.

                                        FREDDY
                                (shaking her)
                        Inga, wake up!

                                        INGA
                        (slowly waking)
                        What is it?  Is something wrong,
                        Doctor?

                                        FREDDY
                        Listen!  Don't you hear that
                        strange music?

                                        INGA
                                (listening)
                        Yes!  What could it be at this hour?

                                        FREDDY
                        I don't know.  It just woke me up.

        Freddy goes to the bookcase; Inga follows.

                                        FREDDY
                        It seem to be coming from behind
                        this bookcase.

        He puts his ear against the books and then fells for some
        hidden button or handle.

                                        FREDDY
                        Hand me one of those candles!

        Inga takes a candle from a wall sconce and hands it to
        Freddy.  He looks closely at the books, examining some of
        the titles.  One title reads:

                                                                                        37

47      INSERT - TITLE                                                          47

        "SEX AND HAIR GROWTH:  IT'S UP TO YOU"

48      FREDDY                                                                          48

        out of amazement, pulls the book from the shelf.

49      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           49

        A SMALL DOOR OPENS IN THE BOOKCASE.

                                        INGA
                        Dr. Fronkonsteen -- look!

                                FREDDY
                                (listening through
                                the open door)
                        Whatever it is, it's coming from
                        down there.  I'm going down to see.

                                        INGA
                        Let me come with you, Doctor,
                        please!  I don't want to stay up
                        here alone.

                                        FREDDY
                        All right then, quietly!  Close
                        your robe and stay right behind me.
                        Don't make a sound!

        They enter the secret passage.

50      INT. SECRET PASSAGE                                                     50

        Freddy, holding the candle above them, follows the MUSIC
        down a narrow, winding stairway.  The source of the MUSIC
        gets CLOSER and CLOSER, as they follow the yellow candle-
        light down, down, down... brushing against the cobwebbed
        walls.  As they pass one section of wall, an ancient sign
        can just barely be made out in the after glow of their
        light.  It reads:

                        CAPACITY:  NOT MORE THAN 3 PERSONS

                                                By order of:

                                                FIRE DEPT.

        Finally, they reach a landing.  A door separates them from
        whatever lies beyond.  Freddy takes hold of the handle...
        it crumbles in his hand like dust.  He gently pushes
        against the door.  It CREAKS slowly open.  The VIOLIN
        MUSIC STOPS!

                                                                                        38

51      INT. VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN'S LABORATORY                                   51

        Freddy and Inga walk into the now famous room.  A strange
        light comes from around a corner.  As they walk towards
        the light, they pass a shelf lined with skulls.  They
        look at each ancient head as they pass.  Inga shudder
        with horror.

        The forth head is Igor.  It looks as if his head is on
        the shelf, but actually he is standing just behind the
        shelf.  He smiles.

                                        FREDDY
                        Aye-gor!

                                        IGOR
                        Fro-derick!

                                        FREDDY
                        What are you doing here?

                                        IGOR
                        I got frightened all alone upstairs,
                        so I came down here.

        He leads them around the corner, where a glass bowl filled
        with water is being heated by small flame.

                                        FREDDY
                        But what you were doing?

                                        IGOR
                        Just putting up some tea.

                                        FREDDY
                        Did you hear that strange music?

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        Did you hear that strange music??

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        Did you hear that strange music?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        39

                                                                                        51 Cont.

                                        IGOR
                        No, not sound.

                                        INGA
                        There must have been someone else
                        down here then.

                                        FREDDY
                        It seems that way.
                                (to Igor)
                        You didn't hear any music at all?

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        You didn't hear... nothing!
                        Aren't there any lights in this
                        place?

                                        IGOR
                        Two switches over there, but I
                        wasn't going to be the first.

        Freddy walks over and throws the first switch.  OPEN ENDED
        ELECTRICAL CURRENTS SHOOT OUT ALL OVER.

                                        IGOR
                        Well, it's all right for
                        atmosphere.

        Freddy turns off the first switch and then throws the other
        one.

52      "NORMAL" LIGHTS GO ON                                                   52

        Now the lab can be SEEN in all its old splendor, but thick
        in dust and spiders' webs.

                                        INGA
                        Ooh!

                                        FREDDY
                        What a filthy mess.

                                        IGOR
                        I don't know... a little paint,
                        some flowers...

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        40

                                                                                        52 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        Did you see anyone else down here?

                                        IGOR
                        No, but when I first came in, there
                        was a light coming from behind that
                        steel door.

        A huge steel door is open a few inches.  Freddy goes to
        the door and listens, then opens it and they all walk in...
        hesitantly.

53      INT. PRIVATE LIBRARY                                                    53

        By the light of Freddy's candle, they see a small, creepy
        room, filled with musty books.  There is a table in the
        center of the floor.  On the table there is a large book,
        an ashtray, and a VIOLIN AND BOW.

                                        INGA
                                (seeing the violin)
                        Look, Doctor!

                                        FREDDY
                        Well, this explains the music.

                                        INGA
                        But who was playing it?

        There is a smoldering cigar in the ashtray.

                                        FREDDY
                        I don't know, but whoever it was
                        barely finished putting out his
                        cigar.  It's still smoldering.
                                (to Igor)
                        Let me smell your breath.

        Igor exhales in Freddy's face.  Freddy nearly passes out.

                                        FREDDY
                        Well, it wasn't you.

        He looks around the room.

                                        FREDDY
                        What is this place?

                                        IGOR
                        Must be the music room.

                                        INGA
                        There's nothing but books and papers.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        41

                                                                                        53 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        I wonder...

        He looks at the large book lying on the table.  He puts
        his candle over the cover.  A LOW RUMBLE OF THUNDER as
        we SEE:

54      CLOSE SHOT - BOOK                                                               54

        "HOW I DID IT" BY VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN.  Camera pulls back.

                                        FREDDY
                        It is!  This was my grandfather's
                        private library.  Look at this!

                                        IGOR
                                (reading the cover
                                of the book)
                        'How I Did It.'  Good title!

                                        FREDDY
                        Funny it should just be lying out
                        here on the table.  I wonder what
                        kind of dribble this is?

        He opens to the first page.

                                        FREDDY
                                (reading aloud)
                        'Whence, I often asked myself,
                        did the principles of life proceed?
                        To examine the causes of life... we
                        must first have recourse to death.'
                        God, what a looney bin!

        ANOTHER LOW RUMBLE OF THUNDER.  Freddy's candle almost
        blows out from a draft.

                                        INGA
                        Oh, doctor!

                                        FREDDY
                        Perhaps we'd better leave.

                                        IGOR
                        Taking the book along?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, I think we could all use a
                        good laugh.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        42

55      INT. LAB                                                                        55

        Freddy is convulsed with laughter.

                                        FREDDY
                        This guy is too much.

        Inga and Igor stare passively.  The three of them are
        drinking tea.  More water is boiling in a test tube.

                                        FREDDY
                                (reading)
                        '...and as soon as the dazzling
                        light vanished, the oak tree had
                        disappeared.  I knew then that
                        electricity and galvanism had
                        changed my life.'

        He howls.

                                        FREDDY
                        This guy is bonkers!  Did you
                        ever hear anything like this??

        ANOTHER LOW RUMBLE OF THUNDER.

        As Freddy goes on reading, the CAMERA TRAVELS UP, UP, UP...
        THROUGH the giant laboratory... as if to seek the source
        of the THUNDER we HEAR, as the CAMERA MOVES UP:

                                        FREDDY'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        'When I look back now, it seems
                        to me as if this almost miraculous
                        event obliterated any last effort
                        by the spirit of preservation to
                        avert the storm that was even then
                        hanging in the stars.'

        MORE THUNDER.

                                        FREDDY'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        He kills me!  This guy kills me.

        The CAMERA FINDS a large opening in the ceiling -- an
        opening through which bodies might be elevated during an
        electrical storm.  THUNDER CLOUDS CAN BE SEEN as the
        CAMERA PASSES THROUGH the opening into the night air.

        FREDDY'S LAUGHTER is still HEARD from below.  there is a
        GIANT CRACKLE OF LIGHTNING - as if in reply.

        Now the CAMERA TRAVELS DOWN.  Time has passes and Freddy's
        voice is hoarse, and more intense, and as the CAMERA TRAVELS
        DOWN:

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        43

                                                                                        55 Cont.

                                        FREDDY'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        'Until, from the midst of this
                        darkness, a sudden light broke
                        in upon me -- a light so brilliant
                        and wondrous, and yet so simple!'

        The CAMERA has reached Freddy.  His eyes are burning; he
        reads almost feverishly.  Inga and Igor are half asleep.

                                        FREDDY
                                (reading)
                        'Change the poles from plus to
                        minus and from minus to plus!'

        Freddy howls insanely.

                                        FREDDY
                                (reading)
                        'I alone succeeded in discovering
                        the cause of generation of life.'

        He doubles over in laughter.

                                        FREDDY
                        'Nay, even more -- I, myself
                        became capable of bestowing
                        animation upon lifeless matter.'

        He laughs, he laughs, he laughs... then SMASHES his tea
        glass against a wall.

                                        FREDDY
                        It could work!!

        A TUMULTUOUS CLAP OF THUNDER.

                                                                                CUT TO:

56      IGOR'S FACE                                                                     56

        Illuminated by a CRACK OF LIGHTNING.  He has a quizzical
        smile.

                                                                                CUT TO:

57      INGA'S FACE                                                                     57

        Illuminated by a CRACK OF LIGHTNING.  Frightened, yet
        in awe.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        44

58      FRAU BLUCHER'S FACE - IN A ROOM                                         58

        Illuminated by a CRACK OF LIGHTNING.  She is SMOKING A
        CIGAR.

                                                                                CUT TO:

59      BEAUFORT FRANKENSTEIN'S COFFIN                                          59

        Illuminated be a CRACK OF LIGHTNING.  THE LID SLAMS OPEN
        AND SHUT, OPEN AND SHUT.

                                                                                CUT TO:

60      FREDDY'S FACE                                                           60

        Illuminated by a CRACK OF LIGHTNING.  The dark circles
        under his eyes suggest that he is IRREVERSIBLY INSANE.

61      LEGEND                                                                          61

        It reads: "IRREVERSIBLY COMMITTED TO THE DARK
                        DESTINY OF ALL THOSE WHO BEAR THE
                        NAME OF 'FRANKENST'
                        NAME OF 'FRANKENSTEIN'

                                                    'FRONKONSTEEN.'"

                                                                                FADE OUT

                                                                                        45

        FADE IN

62      INT. LABORATORY - MORNING                                               62

        A work space has been hastily prepared.  Freddy, dressed
        quite properly in riding boots and tweed jacket, is
        reading from "the great book".

        Inga, dressed in her Lab gown, is taking notes.  Igor is
        drawing on a large pad.

                                        FREDDY
                        'As the minuteness of the parts
                        formed a great hindrance to my
                        speed, I resolved to make the
                        Creature of a gigantic stature.'
                        Of course!  That would simplify
                        everything.

                                        INGA
                                (pointing to another
                                paragraph)
                        And look at this, Doctor!

                                        FREDDY
                                (reading)
                        'Dilation of his sacral
                        parasympathetic impulses would
                        cause an increase in flow of
                        blood and the erection to
                        approximately nineteen inches
                        of his apparatus genitals.'

                                        IGOR
                        His what??

                                        INGA
                        His schwanzstucker.

                                        IGOR
                        Whew!  A nineteen-inch drill.

                                        FREDDY
                        Now then!  What we're aiming
                        for, is a being about eight
                        feet in height, and all features
                        proportionably large.

        Igor shows his drawing.

                                        IGOR
                        Something like this?

        They all look at the drawing.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        46

                                                                                        62 Cont.

        They, and we, SEE a crude but impressive sketch of THE
        MONSTER, and as we look at the drawing:

                                        FREDDY'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        You've caught something there.
                        Yes!  As a matter of fact --
                        I think -- that this -- might --
                        be -- our -- man!

        As our eyes travel from the top of the drawing to the feet:

                                                                        MATCH DISSOLVE TO:

63      A PAIR OF VERY LARGE, REAL FEET                                         63

        Now the CAMERA MOVES from the feet, BACK UP.

64      EXT. GIBBET - DAY                                                               64

        A gigantic BODY is standing on a scaffold.  when we reach
        the head, it is somehow incongruous:  A sweet, boyish face
        -- with a rope around its neck.

        The "Body" is about to be hanged.  next to it stands an
        EXECUTIONER.

                                        EXECUTIONER
                        Have anything to say?

                                        THE BODY
                                (in quiet anger)
                        MMmmmgrrrrrrrrr!

                                        EXECUTIONER
                        Anything else?

        The "Body" thinks.  Then:

                                        THE BODY
                        Go shove it up your --

        The Executioner throws the lever and THE TRAP DOOR FALLS
        OPEN.

        The "Body" hangs, lifeless.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

65      EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT                                                  65

        LEAVES BLOW ACROSS A COLD CEMETERY.

        A coffin is carried by FOUR PALLBEARERS to a deep grave.
        RELATIVES are waiting by the grave site.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        47

                                                                                        65 Cont.

        Through an iron gate surrounding the cemetery, TWO DARK
        FIGURES peek through the rails and observe the funeral.
        (One of them has a hunched back)

        SOFT MOANING is HEARD from one of the Relatives.  A MINISTER
        mumbles Latin under his breath.

        The Pallbearers set the coffin down on ropes placed over
        the gravesite.  A short distance away are a FATHER and a
        MOTHER, standing next to a weeping DAUGHTER.

                                        FATHER
                        He was a good man.

                                        MOTHER
                        He was an angel.

                                        FATHER
                        He was a saint!

        A pause.

                                        MOTHER
                        She had to marry this rotten
                        pig instead.

                                        FATHER
                        Hanging was too good -- they
                        should have soaked him in lye.

        The minister nods and TWO GRAVE DIGGERS lower the coffin.
        The Daughter throws a bouquet of flowers onto the descending
        coffin.  The Minister throws a handful on dirt on top of
        the coffin -- representing "Ashes to Ashes."

                                                                                CUT TO:

66      INSIDE COFFIN                                                           66

        We SEE the FROZEN FACE of "The Body," and HEAR the sprinkled
        dirt as it HITS the coffin lid.

        A little dirt seeps in through the lid and lands on the
        lips of the frozen face.

        Ever so subtly, the lips make a spitting motion to clear
        the dirt away.

                                                                                CUT TO:

67      EXT. GRAVEYARD                                                          67

        The Grave Diggers are shoveling dirt into the grave.  The
        Relatives and Minister are leaving.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        48

                                                                                        67 Cont.

                                        FIRST GRAVE DIGGER
                        What a filthy job!

                                        SECOND GRAVE DIGGER
                        Could be worse!

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

68      FREDDY AND IGOR                                                         68

        Knee-deep in the grave, shoveling the dirt out.

                                        FREDDY
                        What a filthy job!

                                        IGOR
                        Could be worse!

                                        FREDDY
                        How?

                                        IGOR
                        Could be raining!

        A CRACK OF THUNDER.

        Freddy stares at Igor.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

69      EXT. A STREET                                                           69

        Freddy and Igor carry the coffin down a street in the
        POURING RAIN.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

70      INT. LABORATORY                                                         70

        Freddy and Igor are just setting the heavy coffin down
        on an operating table.  they take the lid off the hinges
        and set it aside.

                                        FREDDY
                        Wait!  Let's tip the coffin
                        over, then just lift it off.
                        It'll be much easier.

        They tip the coffin over, upside down, like a cake pan.

                                        FREDDY
                        Now...

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        49

                                                                                        70 Cont.

        They lift the coffin up... but the operating table remains
        empty.

                                        FREDDY
                        Set it down!

        They set it down on the table again.  Freddy gives the
        bottom of the coffin (which is now on top), a big WHACK!
        They lift the coffin up again and there is the "Body."
        It had been struck.

                                        FREDDY
                                (looking at the
                                "Body")
                        Magnificent!

        He checks its nails.

                                        FREDDY
                        Very little decay.  With this
                        magnificent specimen for a
                        body, all we need now is an
                        equally magnificent brain.
                                (he looks
                                at Igor)
                        You know what to do!

                                        IGOR
                        I have a pretty good idea.

        Igor glances at the movie audience for a moment.

                                        FREDDY
                        Do you have the name I wrote
                        down?

                                        IGOR
                                (looking at
                                his sleeve)
                        Yes.  Dr. H. Delbruck.

                                        FREDDY
                        I want that brain.

                                        IGOR
                        Was he any good?

                                        FREDDY
                        Was he any good???  He was the
                        finest natural philosopher,
                        internal medicine diagnostician
                        and chemical therapist of this
                        century.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        50

                                                                                        70 Cont.1

                                        IGOR
                        Hmm!

                                        FREDDY
                        And he wrote seventeen cookbooks.

                                        IGOR
                        That's not bad.

                                        FREDDY
                        Can you imagine that brain in
                        this body?

                                        IGOR
                        I'm getting excited just thinking
                        about it.  What if he's not there?

                                        FREDDY
                        He only died two weeks ago --
                        I'm sure they'll still have him.
                        Hurry now.  I'll prepare the
                        body.

                                        IGOR
                                (starting to leave)
                        Oh!  May I call you 'Master'?

                                        FREDDY
                        Why?

                                        IGOR
                        It's always been one of my
                        favorite names.

                                        FREDDY
                        If you like -- just hurry!

                                        IGOR
                        Thank you, Master.

        Freddy rolls up the "Body's" right sleeve.  He gazes at
        the immensity of the hand in amazement and awe.

                                        FREDDY
                        Look at this hand!  Look at
                        these fingers!

        A sudden thought twists through his brain.  He sets the
        dead arm up on its elbow, intertwines his own right hand
        with that of the "Body's," and gets set for an "Indian
        Arm Wrestle."

        Freddy forces the dead arm down -- not without some difficulty
        -- and then gives the "Body" a triumphant sneer.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        51

71      A HOSPITAL DOOR                                                         71

        The upper half of the door is made of glass.  On the glass
        is printed:

                        B R A I N   D E P O S I T A R Y

                          AFTER 5:00 P.M. SHOVE BRAIN

                             THROUGH SLOT IN DOOR

        The SHADOW OF A MAN can be SEEN silhouetted from inside the
        Depository.  The Man has a large hump on his back.

                                                                                CUT TO:

72      INT. DEPOSITORY - NIGHT                                                 72

        LOW THUNDER!

        A row of brains in jars, under glass domes, rests on a long,
        narrow table.

        Igor tiptoes slowly, examining the labels on each glass dome
        that he passes.

        ALBERTUS MAGNUS   CORNELIUS AGRIPPA             LAWRENCE TALBOT
          (Physicist)           (Natural Philosopher)   (Hematologist)

        Then he comes to:

        HANS DELBRUCK
        (Scientist & Saint)

        Igor approaches the glass dome, lifts it off, and takes the
        jar containing the brain of Hans Delbruck.

        As he turns to go, he sees himself in a Full-length mirror.
        He drops the jar in fright.

        He looks down and sees the gooks mass of brain and glass.

        He looks at the Movie Audience.

                                        IGOR
                        Funny thing is... I tried!

        He sweeps some of the mess under the table with his foot.

                                        IGOR
                                (muttering to himself)
                        Freud would have a heyday with
                        this.  Well...

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        52

                                                                                        72 Cont.

        He looks quickly at the "Brain table," grabs a jar from under
        the glass dome nearest to him, and leaves.

        On the glass dome, whose contents Igor has just taken, is
        printed:

                                DO NOT USE THIS BRAIN!

                                         "ABNORMAL"

                                                                                CUT TO:

73      THE SKY                                                                 73

        An ominous BOLT OF LIGHTNING!

                                                                                CUT TO:

74      THE FACE OF THE "BODY"                                                  74

        He has a few cute stitch marks.  Electrodes stick out from
        both sides of his neck.

75      INT. LABORATORY                                                         75

        Freddy, wearing a long, white surgeon's gown and surgical
        mask, stands over the "Body," which is strapped across the
        chest and thighs.  Freddy has a thimble on the finger of
        one hand -- a needle and thread in the other.

                                        FREDDY
                        Finished!

        The "Body" is on an operating table, which is in the center
        of a platform directly below the opening in the ceiling.
        Inga stands nearby.

                                        INGA
                        What a beautiful job!

        Freddy looks up to the opening in the ceiling.

                                        FREDDY
                                (shouting)
                        Ready??

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        53

76      EXT. ROOF                                                                       76

        Igor stands on the roof, flying two kites in order to
        attract the lightning bolts.  He is wearing rubber boots,
        rubber gloves, and a rubber whaler's coat and hat.

                                        IGOR
                                (shouting down)
                        You're sure you know what you're
                        doing?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes!  It's all written down in
                        the notes.  Tie off the kites and
                        come down!

                                        IGOR
                        Yes, master.  Just don't turn on
                        any radios.

77      INT. LABORATORY                                                         77

        Freddy hands Inga the needle and thread.  Then he grabs
        an electrical plug, connected to a "battery indicator,"
        and plugs it into two small slits in one of the electrodes
        in the "Body's" throat... as you would plug in a lamp.  He
        reads the indicator.

                                        FREDDY
                        Soon, all the electrical
                        secrets of Heaven shall be
                        mine.

                                        INGA
                        Oh, Frederick... you're not only
                        a great doctor, you're a great...
                        you're almost a...

                                        FREDDY
                        A god?

                                        INGA
                        Yes!

                                        FREDDY
                        I know.

        A CRACK OF THUNDER!

        Igor comes down a small, spiral staircase from the roof.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        54

                                                                                        77 Cont.

                                        IGOR
                        You'd better hurry -- I think it's
                        going to rain.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Inga)
                        All right... elevate me!

                                        INGA
                        Right here?

                                        FREDDY
                        Raise the platform, hurry!

                                        INGA
                        Oh!  Yes, Doctor.

        She turns a giant wheel on the wall.  The platform rises
        towards the opening in the ceiling, with Freddy and the
        "Body" on ,it.

                                        FREDDY
                                (as he is going up)
                        The ancient masters promised
                        impossibilities and performed
                        nothing.  We shall penetrate into
                        the recesses of nature.  We shall
                        ascend into the Heavens.  We shall
                        command the thunders of Heaven,
                        mimic the earthquake and even mock
                        the invisible world with its own
                        shadows.

                                        IGOR
                        Tonight?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes!  When I give the word -- throw
                        the first switch!

                                        IGOR
                        You've got it, master.

        The platform rises higher and higher.  RAIN starts to come
        down on Freddy.

                                        FREDDY
                        Get ready!

        The platform nears the opening.

                                        FREDDY
                        Get set!

        The platform rises through the opening and then stops.  Now
        Freddy is out in the open air, on the roof.

                                                                                        55

78      EXT. ROOF                                                                       78

        A BOLT OF LIGHTNING and a CRACK OF THUNDER!

                                        FREDDY
                        Go!!

79      INT. LABORATORY                                                         79

        Igor throws the first switch.

        SPARKS, CURRENTS, DIALS capture our eyes.

80      EXT. ROOF                                                                       80

        Freddy is getting drenched.  He tries to check the "battery
        indicator" plugged into the "Body."

                                        FREDDY
                                (shouting down)
                        Throw the second switch!

81      INT. LABORATORY                                                         81

                                        IGOR
                                (throwing the switch)
                        This guy means business.

        Igor looks up in awe.

82      EXT. ROOF                                                                       82

        MORE THUNDER AND LIGHTNING.

                                        FREDDY
                        It's not enough.  More!  More,
                        do you hear me?

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        More, do you hear me?

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        Throw the third switch!

                                        IGOR
                                (throwing the switch)
                        Wait till he sees the bill.

                                                                                        56

83      INT. LABORATORY                                                         83

        The Laboratory is an electrical circus.

84      EXT. ROOF                                                                       84

                                        FREDDY
                        All right -- turn everything off
                        and bring me down!

85      INT. LABORATORY                                                         85

        Inga turns the giant wheel the other way.

        Igor throws back the three switches.

        THE LIGHTS RETURN TO NORMAL.

        Inga and Igor watch Freddy and the platform descend.

        When it reaches the floor, Freddy stands soaked to the skin.
        ALL EYES ARE ON THE "BODY."

                                        FREDDY
                        Nothing!

        They all stare at:

        THE FROZEN FACE of the "Body."

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

86      INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT                                                        86

        Freddy, Inga and Igor sit at a long dining room table, set
        with food and wine.  Freddy stares into space.

                                        FREDDY
                        Reputation.  Reputation!

                                        INGA
                        I thought it was wonderful.

                                        FREDDY
                        I don't understand -- I followed
                        the notes to the letter.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        57

                                                                                        86 Cont.

                                        IGOR
                        You can't win 'em all.

                                        FREDDY
                        But there must be a reason.
                        This is science, not art.

                                        INGA
                        Pass the Wildschweinbraten mit
                        Gewurzgurkensosse, please.

        Igor looks at Inga, then passes the meat.

                                                                                CUT TO:

87      INT. LABORATORY                                                         87

        The FROZEN FACE is still frozen.  The chest is not breathing.
        The arm is motionless.

        The FINGERS......... MOVE!

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

88      DINING ROOM                                                                     88

                                        FREDDY
                        Let's look once more.  I can't
                        stand just sitting here doing
                        nothing.  Maybe we left to soon.

        Freddy and Igor set up.  Inga goes on eating.

                                                                                CUT TO:

89      THE LABORATORY                                                          89

        Freddy and Igor walk into the Laboratory and stand next to
        the "Body."

                                        FREDDY
                        Cold!  Cold and dead!

                                        IGOR
                        You mustn't take it so hard.
                        Bucharest wasn't built in a day.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        58

                                                                                        89 Cont.

        Freddy leans his head down, in anguish, and rests it on
        the chest of the "Body."

        The "Body's" FINGER pushes against Freddy's behind.  Igor
        doesn't see it.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Igor)
                        Don't try to cheer me up that way.

                                        IGOR
                        Well, I don't like to see you mope.

        Igor stands next to Freddy.

                                        IGOR
                        You'll be getting me sad next.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'm sorry.  I don't mean to take
                        out my frustration on you.  You've
                        been a great help to me, and I've
                        let you down.

        The "Finger" rubs against Igor's behind.

                                        IGOR
                                (looking up suddenly)
                        I'm not that sort you know.  I
                        appreciate you feelings, but try
                        to show them some other way.

                                        FREDDY
                                (lifting his head)
                        You're right!  Self-pity never
                        got anyone anywhere.  Let's go
                        back and finish our dinner.

        They leave.

        The "Finger" OPENS AND CLOSES ITS HAND.

                                                                                CUT TO:

90      DINING ROOM                                                                     90

        Inga, Igor and Freddy are eating dessert.

                                        IGOR
                        What is this?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        59

                                                                                        90 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        Schwartzwalder Kirschtorte.

        Seeping in from the laboratory, we HEAR: "MMMMMMmmmmmm!"

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Igor)
                        Oh, do you like it?  I'm not
                        partial to desserts, but this
                        is excellent.

                                        IGOR
                        Who are you talking to?

                                        FREDDY
                        To you!  You just made a 'yummy'
                        sound, so I thought you liked the
                        dessert.

                                        IGOR
                        I didn't make a 'yummy' sound --
                        I just asked what it was.

                                        FREDDY
                        But you did -- I just heard
                        it.

                                        IGOR
                        It wasn't me.

        Freddy looks at Inga.

                                        INGA
                        It wasn't me.

                                        FREDDY
                        Look here -  if it wasn't you,
                        and it wasn't you, and it wasn't
                        me...

        Their eyeballs meet in the center of the room.  then they
        all tear downstairs to the Laboratory.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        60

91      INT. LABORATORY                                                         91

        They burst into the room.  What we may at last call THE
        MONSTER is straining, tentatively, against the straps
        across his chest and thighs.  his head is raised.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNmmmmmmmm?!?

                                        FREDDY
                        It's alive!

                                        INGA
                        Oh, Doctor!

                                        INGA
                        I think you've done it, master.

                                        FREDDY
                        Alive!  Look at it.  I have
                        defeated death!

                                        IGOR
                        Better not get too close, master.
                        This guy could kill you.

                                        FREDDY
                        I suppose you're right.  Inga!
                        Prepare a sedative, just in
                        case.

        Inga goes to a medicine case and prepares a hypodermic.
        The Monster raises its head and makes little circles with
        its hands, asking to be "free."

                                        FREDDY
                        It's trying to talk.  it wants
                        us to take off the straps.

                                        IGOR
                        Don't fall for that one.

                                        FREDDY
                        But don't you see...the brain
                        of Hans Delbruck is inside this
                        grotesque hulk -- pleading with
                        us.  I've got to untie it.

                                        IGOR
                        careful, master -- you never can
                        tell with these chaps.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        61

                                                                                        91 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        All right...stand back!

        Freddy carefully walks up to the Monster and stands over
        him.  The monster is silent, feeling his way.

                                        FREDDY
                        Hello there.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMmmmmmmm.

                                        FREDDY
                        How's everything?

                                        MONSTER
                                (just a suggestion
                                of "not so good")
                        MMMmmmmmmmm.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'm going to untie you -- can
                        you understand that?

                                        MONSTER
                                (a soft, "crying"
                                SOUND)
                        MMMmmmm!  MMMmmmm!

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, I'm going to set you free.
                                (to Inga)
                        Is the sedative ready?

                                        INGA
                        Yes, Doctor.

        Freddy takes the strap across the Monster's thighs and
        unties it.  Then he unties the strap across its chest...
        and steps back.  ALL EYES ARE ON THE MONSTER.  TINGLY
        MUSIC.  The Monster looks at them all for a moment while
        he is still lying down.  A slightly sly grin comes to his
        mouth.  He rises...slowly, carefully, to a sitting position.

                                        MONSTER
                                (a low, suspicious
                                groan)
                        MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        62

                                                                                        91 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        It's alive.  It's -- moving!
                        It's -- breathing!  It's --
                        standing!  What is your name?

                                        MONSTER
                                (thinking for
                                a moment)
                        ... It's.

                                        IGOR
                        Original.

                                        FREDDY
                                (holding out
                                his hands)
                        Give -- me -- your -- hand!

        The Monster slowly extends his hands to Freddy.  Freddy
        takes them and leads the Monster into his first steps.

92      PRODUCTION NUMBER - "ALIVE"                                             92

        ... in which Freddy, the Monster and Igor do a SONG and
        DANCE that teaches the Monster how to move.  Occasionally,
        Inga and an unseen FIFTY-PIECE ORCHESTRA join in.  The
        Monster tries, in his own special way, to imitate the
        gentle, "Soft Shoe" examples of Freddy and Igor.  But
        where they "Ping" and "Clink" ... he "PONGS" and "CLONGS."

93      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           93

        After a big finish, the Monster beams ecstatically.  he
        bows out of instinct:  "Show Business" is in his blood.

                                        FREDDY
                        Whew!  I'm glad that's over with.

                                        IGOR
                        You can say that again.

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes.

                                        IGOR
                        You're just supposed to repeat
                        what you said.

                                        FREDDY
                        Why?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        63

                                                                                        93 Cont.

                                        IGOR
                        What's the point of my setup?
                        It's not funny unless you repeat
                        exactly what you said.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'm not trying to be funny.

        Igor looks at the Movie Audience.

                                        IGOR
                        Repeat it anyway -- it's a
                        wonderful cue.

                                        FREDDY
                        ... I'm glad that's...

                                        IGOR
                        No, no!  That whole thing!

                                        FREDDY
                        ... Whew!  I'm glad that's
                        over with.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMmmmmmmmmm!

        They all look at the Monster.

                                        IGOR
                        See what I mean?

        Freddy gives Igor a dirty look.

                                        MONSTER
                                (signifying "More!")
                        MMMmmm!  MMMmmm!

                                        INGA
                        I think 'It' wants to do it
                        again Doctor.

                                        FREDDY
                        It looks that way.

                                        INGA
                        What do you think we should do?

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        64

                                                                                        93 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh...let's do it a little more.

94      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           94

        They all SING and DANCE a short encore of "ALIVE."  The
        Monster gets violently carried away in his search for
        dance perfection.

95      ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           95

        Freddy, Igor and Inga drop from exhaustion after another,
        even bigger ORCHESTRAL finish.  The Monster immediately
        asks for:

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmm!

        They all stare at him in horror.

                                        MONSTER
                                (signifying "More")
                        MMMMmmmmm!  MMMMmmmmm!

        Freddy walks boldly up to the Monster.

                                        FREDDY
                        Stop that!  Now just stop that
                        this instant and listen to me!

        The Monster stares at Freddy in fascination.

                                        FREDDY
                        I have given you one of the
                        finest minds of this century.
                        You are a brilliant endocrinologist.
                        You are a superb scientist.  And
                        you are making naughty!  Now that's
                        enough.  Finished!  From now on,
                        you will behave like a man, and
                        not a spoiled, snot-nosed, sniveling
                        brat who thinks he can get anything
                        he wants by bullying people with
                        sheer brute force.

        The Monster gives Freddy a W H A C K you wouldn't believe
        unless you were there.  Inga SCREAMS.

                                        IGOR
                        This fellow's got great timing.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        65

                                                                                        95 Cont.

        The Monster picks Freddy up in his two hands and then
        holds him high over his head.

                                        INGA
                        Oh, Doctor -- be careful!

        The Monster is about to dash Freddy to pieces, when:
        MUSIC:  A VIOLIN is HEARD PLAYING the EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN
        LULLABY.  The monster FREEZES -- still holding Freddy over
        his head.

                                        MONSTER
                                (soft, pathetic
                                cries)
                        Mmmmmm!  Mmmmmm!

                                        INGA
                        Doctor! There's that strange
                        music again.  what could it be?

                                        IGOR
                        It seem to have stopped the
                        big fellow in his tracks.

                                        FREDDY
                                (from over the
                                Monster's head)
                        Ayegor!  Find out where that
                        music is coming from as quietly
                        and as blindingly fast as you can.

                                        IGOR
                        Yes, Master!

                                        FREDDY
                        Act casual!

        Igor casually takes out a box of jujubees from his pocket
        and eats one.  He walks over to the Monster, who is still
        holding Freddy over his head.

                                        IGOR
                                (to the Monster)
                Care for a jujubee?

        The Monster lowers one hand -- holding Freddy up with the
        other -- and takes the box of jujubees.  He sniffs them.

                                        FREDDY
                        Clever ploy!

        The Monster drains the box of jujubees in one gulp, then
        hands the empty box back to Igor.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        66

                                                                                        95 Cont.1

                                        IGOR
                                (looking at the
                                empty box)
                        NO movies together for us --
                        that's for sure.

        Igor MOVES OFF in search of the MUSIC.  The Monster --
        deeply affected by the LULLABY -- slowly sets Freddy
        down.

                                        INGA
                        It's almost as if he were
                        afraid.  he loves that music.

        The Monster begins to hug Freddy and snuggle him.  he
        behaves like a frightened, loving child, as he holds his
        arms out to Freddy.

                                        INGA
                        I think he wants you to carry
                        him, Doctor.

        Freddy nods agreement.

                                        INGA
                        What are you going to do?

                                        FREDDY
                        I think I'll...carry him.

        Freddy prepares to lift the Monster.  Suddenly:  THE
        MUSIC STOPS!  The Monster's eyeballs float menacingly
        towards Freddy.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

                                        INGA
                        Doctor!  The music has stopped.

        The Monster's hands creep around Freddy's neck.

                                        FREDDY
                        Do you think you can sing it?

                                        INGA
                        Me?  Sing?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes -- quickly, dear!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        67

                                                                                        95 Cont.2

        The Monster is really choking Freddy now.

                                        INGA
                        I'd be so nervous.

                                        FREDDY
                        This is not the finals -- just
                        sing!

                                        INGA
                                (singing)
                        It's some-thing dar-ing,
                        'The Con-ti-nen-tal,'
                        A way of danc-ing
                        that's real-ly ul-tra new;
                        It's ver-y sub-tle,
                        'The Con-ti-nen-tal.'

        The Monster is temporarily distracted.  then he gives
        Inga an angry look.  The is not the music that he wants.

                                        INGA
                                (singing)
                        Be-cause it does what
                        you want it to do.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

        The Monster's hands tighten around Freddy's neck.

                                        INGA
                                (singing)
                        It has a pas-sion,
                        'The Con-ti nen-tal...'

                                        FREDDY
                        Stop -- singing!!!

        Igor WALKS IN, holding a violin and bow.  He sees the
        Monster choking Freddy.

                                        IGOR
                        How's it going?

                                        FREDDY
                        What did you find out?

                                        IGOR
                        Someone was playing this in
                        the music room.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        68

                                                                                        95 Cont.3

                                        FREDDY
                        Where is he?

                                        IGOR
                        How do you know it was a 'he'?

                                        FREDDY
                        All right -- where is she?

                                        IGOR
                        How do you know it was a 'she'?

                                        FREDDY
                                (gasping his
                                last breath)
                        Bring -- me -- the -- violin!

                                        IGOR
                        Can you play it?

                                        FREDDY
                        Maybe...if you get here on time.

        Igor goes to Freddy and hands him the violin and bow.
        Freddy plays the TRANSYLVANIA LULLABY to the best of
        his ability.  The Monster's hands begin to loosen.

                                        INGA
                        It's working!  Oh, Doctor --
                        you play beautifully.

                                        IGOR
                        Do you know the theme from
                        'Doctor Zhivago'?

                                        FREDDY
                        Get the sedative ready!

                                        MONSTER
                                (soft and loving)
                        MMmmm!  MMmmm!

        The Monster hugs Freddy's face.  Freddy, still playing
        the violin, pats the operating table for the Monster to
        "lie down."  He does -- holding onto Freddy's face.

                                        INGA
                        I think he wants to be tucked in.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        69

                                                                                        95 Cont.4

                                        FREDDY
                        Get a blanket from under that
                        shelf!

        Inga gets the blanket.  The Monster holds Freddy's head
        onto his chest, as Freddy continues playing.  Inga and
        Igor spread the blanket over the operating table, then
        gently tuck the Monster in "bed."  The Monster pulls
        Freddy into bed with him and snuggles against Freddy's
        shoulder.  Freddy continues playing the violin under the
        covers.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Inga)
                        All right -- give it to him!

                                        INGA
                        Are you serious??

                                        FREDDY
                        Give him the sedative!

                                        INGA
                        Oh!  Yes, Doctor.

        She prepares the hypodermic, then lifts up a small section
        of the blanket -- AWAY FROM OUR VIEW -- and pulls down the
        Monster's pants a short way.

                                        IGOR
                        He's got quite a tush.

        She puts the needle in.

                                        FREDDY
                        Did you do it?

                                        INGA
                        I think so.

                                        FREDDY
                        Good!  It shouldn't take more
                        than a few seconds.

        Freddy gradually stops playing.

                                        MONSTER
                                (quietly, angry)
                        MMMMmmmmmmmm!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        70

                                                                                        95 Cont.5

        Freddy starts playing.  The Monster kisses him.

                                        INGA
                        I'm getting tired.

                                        IGOR
                        Why don't we all turn in?  It's
                        been a long day.

                                        FREDDY
                        Wait -- I'm sure he's out by now.
                        That shot was strong enough to stop a horse.

        Freddy gradually stops playing.  One of the Monster's
        hands sleepily closes around Freddy's throat.

                                        IGOR
                        See you at breakfast, then!

        Freddy continues playing.

                                        INGA
                        Good night, Doctor.

                                        FREDDY
                                (afraid to dis-
                                turb the Monster)
                        Good night!

        Igor and Inga LEAVE

96      NEW ANGLE                                                                       96

        Freddy is left alone with the Monster, still playing the
        violin.

                                        FREDDY
                                (sarcastically)
                        Thanks...for all your help.

                                        IGOR
                                (o.s., from
                                behind a wall)
                        That's what we're paid for.

        Freddy looks at the Monster -- whose contented face
        nestles against Freddy's chin.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        71

                                                                                        96 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                                (as he plays
                                the violin)
                        This song.  This haunting melody.
                        This ancient, quaintly atonal
                        folk tune...is driving -- me --
                        crackers!  I can't go on -- do
                        you understand??  Can NOT go on
                        playing this pathogenically rotten
                        song.  If you're not asleep yet,
                        then kill me if you have to, but
                        at the count of three...I stop!
                        One!................ Incidentally,
                        I was thinking of making a big
                        breakfast tomorrow -- blueberry
                        waffles and crisp bacon.  Two!...
                        ...................... By the
                        way, I'm sorry I yelled at you
                        before -- I must have been over-
                        tired.  Anyway, I meant to apologize
                        and just forgot.  Two!...............
                        Maybe tomorrow would be a good day
                        just to relax -- go for a swim,
                        maybe do a little water skiing.
                        Well...we'll see after we finish
                        a nice breakfast.  Three!

        Freddy stops playing.  the monster is sound asleep.
        Freddy puts the violin down, throws off the blanket,
        then ties the straps that bind the  Monster to the
        operating table.

                                        FREDDY
                                (when the Monster
                                is firmly tied)
                        Spoiled Sissy!

        Freddy picks up the violin again and stares at it.

                                        FREDDY
                        The song is over!

        He looks at the sleeping Monster.

                                        FREDDY
                        Das lied ist aus!

        He breaks the violin in half.  Immediately, he feels a
        sense of relief and lightheadedness.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        72

                                                                                        96 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh!  Oh my!  What a strange
                        feeling that was.  My head --
                        I felt such a pressure, splitting
                        my head apart.  I feel so relieved
                        and lightheaded.  That horrible
                        pressure...like voices...all calling
                        to me, imploring me...swearing at me.
                        Well, it's over now, thank goodness.
                                (he turns to
                                the Monster)
                        Oh...my poor Doctor Delbruck.
                                (he strokes the
                                Monster's head)
                        Doctor, Doctor...what have I done
                        to you?  Was habe ich von Dir
                        gamacht?  Your magnificent brain,
                        locked in this...pile of... Forgive
                        me, Doctor.  I thought -- for science
                        only.  I couldn't stand the thought
                        to mankind.  I was a fool!  How
                        dangerous is the acquirement of
                        knowledge, and how much happier
                        is that man who believes his native
                        town to be the world, than he who
                        aspires to become greater than his
                        nature will allow.  Con you ever
                        forgive me?

        He puts his head down in silent prayer.  MUSIC:  ANOTHER
        VIOLIN PLAYS:  THE EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY.  Freddy's
        body tenses.  We cannot see his face, but his fingers go
        to his temples.  He slowly raises his head.

                                        FREDDY
                        That's a knockout tune!  That tune
                        is a winner.  You can't call it
                        'wishy-washy' ... like some people
                        I know.  That song is going places.
                                (he looks at
                                the Monster)
                        And so are we -- Blubber Boy.  With
                        your body, and the brain of that
                        kraut -- we'll be 'Number One' in
                        no time.

        The MUSIC is PLAYING LOUDER and FASTER.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        73

                                                                                        96 Cont.2

                                        FREDDY
                        Right, voices??  I hear you
                        skipping away in there.  'Do
                        better than your father!'  You're
                        telling me I will.  'Do better
                        than my grandfather!?'  I'll
                        make my famous grandfather look
                        like a part-time nurse.

        He rises.

                                        FREDDY
                        There's no stopping now.  Destiny
                        is too potent.  I -- want --
                        perfection!

        A BOLT OF LIGHTNING!

                                        FREDDY
                        I want a lot of it...and the
                        best there is.

        He grabs the Monster's head and hits it.  A CRACK OF
        THUNDER!

                                        FREDDY
                        Because from now on...

                                                                                CUT TO:

97      INT. PRIVATE LIBRARY                                                    97

        Frau Blucher is insanely playing the violin and watching
        Freddy through a crack in the door.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

98      INT. LABORATORY                                                         98

                                        FREDDY
                        ...the only act we follow is the
                        creation of fire.  I'm going to
                        explore unknown powers...I'm going
                        to unfold to the world the deepest
                        mysteries of creation...and I'm
                        going to make -- my -- mommy --
                        proud!

                                                                                FADE OUT

                                                                                        74

        FADE IN

        MONTAGE - INT. CONVERTED BALLET REHEARSAL ROOM - DAY

        Mirrors and a warmup bar run along three walls.

        Throughout the Montage, the Monster is dressed in leotards
        and lederhosen.

99      1st Piece - INT. CONVERTED BALLET REHEARSAL ROOM                        99

        The Monster is at the warmup bar, doing ballet exercises
        to the MUSIC OF CHOPIN -- which is being PLAYED on the
        PIANO by Igor.

        Inga -- also in leotards -- is at the bar in front of the
        Monster, so that he may follow her example.

        Freddy sits on a chair in the middle of the floor,
        pounding out the "count" with a long stick.

                                        FREDDY
                        And one and two and three and four
                        and lift -- lift , three and four
                        and don't look sad for sympathy;
                        you know we only stop to pee.
                        And lift -- lift, three and four
                        and try and not to break the floor.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

100     2nd Piece - INT. CONVERTED BALLET REHEARSAL ROOM                        100

        Freddy and Inga are wearing different clothes -- to
        denote change of time.

        Inga only watches this time, as the Monster tries a few
        "points" and "turns" across the room on his own.

        Igor plays Chopin.

                                        FREDDY
                        And one and two and point your toes
                        and two and two and stretch you thighs
                        and three and two and lift your knees
                        and watch that nasty temper, please.

        The Monster is getting angry.

                                        FREDDY
                        And one and two and point your toes...

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        75

                                                                                        100 Cont.

        Igor stops playing the piano, but continues speaking
        with the "count."

                                        IGOR
                        And Oh-oh, Oh-oh...there he goes.

        The Monster's hands are around Freddy's neck.

                                        FREDDY
                        And oopy, not so hasty, please,
                        and stretch your legs
                        and lift your knees.

        The monster, involuntarily, continues his footwork while
        he is trying to choke Freddy.

        Freddy picks up a violin from under his chair and plays
        the EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY -- BUT IN THE SAME RHYTHM
        THEY HAVE BEEN USING, so that not a "count" is missed.

                                        FREDDY
                        And even though we're nose to nose,
                        Always, always point your toes!

                        Don't knot your fists like monsters do,
                        but light-ly, gently, pas de deux.

                        A grateful bot who has a chance
                        would never kill if he could dance.

                        So take your fingers off my throat
                        and two -- remove them from my chest

                        and three and two, continue please;
                        I didn't say 'It's time to rest.'

                        Don't stand flat footed; point your toes!
                        Don't hang your hands like some dumb clod;

                        Always lift them gracefully,
                        like little chil-dren praying to God.

                        That's the way an angel grows
                        but first he learns to POINT his TOES!

        Igor continues playing Chopin.  The Monster goes back to
        his exercises.

                                        FREDDY
                        And one and two and stretch your thighs
                        and two and two and lift your knees...

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        76

101     3rd Piece - INT. CONVERTED BALLET REHEARSAL ROOM                        101

        The angelic face of the Monster sits in perfect concentration,
        as he prepares to play the harp.

        He lightly ripples the strings:  his face lights up!

        He ripples the strings a second time:  he is in ecstasy.

        On the third ripple:  ALL THE STRINGS COME OUT in his
        hands, like a mass of spaghetti.

        Freddy, Igor, and Inga try not to look at each other.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

102     4th Piece - INT. CONVERTED BALLET  REHEARSAL ROOM                       102

        MUSIC:  a phonograph RECORD PLAYS TCHAIKOVSKY.

        The Monster is dancing "reasonably" well with A YOUNG
        BALLERINA.

        Freddy, Igor and Inga watch with great expectation.

        The Monster lifts the Ballerina up, and sets her down.
        He lifts her up, and sets her down.

        Now he takes her hand, prepares for the "big Twirl,"
        lifts her up, and twirls her through the air.

        The Young Ballerina sails out of the open window.

                                                                                CUT TO:

103     EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - DAY                                                 103

        An ELDERLY COUPLE are driving their horse and wagon to town.

        A YOUNG BALLERINA SAILS PAST THEIR EYES.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

104     5th and Final Piece - INT. CONVERTED BALLET                             104
        REHEARSAL ROOM

        Freddy and the Monster stand over two enormous xylophones.
        Each holds his two wooden hammers.

        Freddy -- at his xylophone -- passionately laces into
        Rimsky Korsokov's "FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLE BEE."

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                         77

                                                                                         104 Cont.

        The Monster strokes -- in perfect time -- the LAST NOTE
        of each phrase.

        The crowning glory is a slow bridge of SEVEN PERFECT
        NOTES BY THE MONSTER.

        When the piece is finished, Freddy, the Monster, Igor
        and Inga all hug each other in triumph.

        TRIUMPHAL MUSIC.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

105     EXT. THEATRE - NIGHT                                                    105

        A poster reads:

                                BUCHAREST STATE THEATRE

                                     Tonight Only

                                  DR. F. FRONKONSTEEN

                                            in

                         "THE GREATEST DISCOVERY SINCE FIRE"

                           Presented in Cooperation With

                                           T N S

                     (Transylvanian Neurological Society)

             A "SOLD OUT" sticker is pasted across the poster.

                                                                                CUT TO:

106     INT. AUDITORIUM - NIGHT                                                 106

        The audience is filled with ELDERLY SCIENTISTS, their
        WIVES, and THE CURIOUS from the upper crust in society.

        All are elegantly dressed in cheap movie studio wardrobe.

107     INGA                                                                            107

        in a formal, and Igor -- in "something" -- wait excitedly.

108     FREDDY                                                                          108

        stands on a stage, dressed in tails.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        78

                                                                                        108 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        And now, my fellow scientists and
                        neurosurgeon...I must ask you to
                        ...suspend belief.
                        For up until now, you have seen the
                        Creature perform the simple mechanics
                        of motor activity.  That this Creature
                        was an inanimate blob, which I endowed
                        with the secret of life -- yes!...in
                        all honesty -- that showed some measure
                        of skill on my part.
                        But for what you are about to see
                        next...we must enter -- quietly --
                        into the realm of genius.  I say
                        this modestly, only because I am,
                        myself, as in awe of the gifts I
                        possess as if I were observing them
                        in some other person.  I think of
                        them, only, as a loan.  Grateful, of
                        course...that my credit is good.
                        Thus, with the accumulated knowledge
                        of Chemistry, Electricity, Neuro-
                        surgery...and art...I now present
                        what was once an inarticulate mass
                        of lifeless tissues.
                        Ladies and gentlemen...
                        Mesdames et Messieurs...
                        Damen und Herren...The Creature!

        Freddy sits down at a beautiful grand piano.  He plays a
        short trill up the keyboard.

109     ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           109

        as A SPOTLIGHT hits the darkness next to him.

        And there -- IN TOP HAT AND TAILS -- stands the Monster.
        he is heavily made up.

                                        FREDDY
                                (playing the piano
                                and singing)
                        If you're blue and you
                        don't know where to
                        go to, why don't you...

        The Monster accompanies the music with short, simple
        "Soft Shoe" steps.

                                        FREDDY
                        ...go where fashion
                        sits.........................

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        79

                                                                                        109 Cont.

                                        MONSTER
                        Poo -- tmmm anngh ma Ritz!

                                        FREDDY
                        Diff'rent types who wear
                        a day coat, pants
                        with stripes and cutaway
                        coat, perfect
                        fits.........................

                                        MONSTER
                        Poo -- tmmm anngh ma Ritz!

                                        FREDDY
                        Dressed up like a
                        million dollar
                        trouper
                        Trying hard to
                        look like Gary
                        Cooper.

                                        MONSTER
                        Soo -- pah doo -- per.

        The Audience's faces are absolutely blank.  Inga and
        Igor are thrilled.

                                        FREDDY
                        Come let's mix where Rock-
                        e -- fellers walk
                        with sticks or 'um-ber-
                        el-las' in their
                        mitts.........................

                                        MONSTER

                        Poo -- tmmm anngh ma Ritz!

        The Monster gets a tomato right in the face.  He stops cold.

                                        FREDDY

                        Dressed up like a
                        million dollar
                        trouper
                        Trying hard to
                        look like Gary
                        Coo -- per.

        An EMBARRASSING PAUSE.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to the Monster)
                        That's your cue.  Go on!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        80

                                                                                        109 Cont.1

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmm.

                                        FREDDY
                                (trying to cover)
                        ...Su-per du-per.
                        Come let's mix where Rock-
                        e-fellers walk
                        with sticks or 'um-ber-
                        el-las' in their
                        mitts.........................

        The Monster knows it's his cue:  he just looks at Freddy.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm!

                                        FREDDY
                        For  God's sake -- go on!  Are you
                        trying to make me look like a fool.
                        Sing, you amateur!  Sing!!

        The Monster gets a raw egg in his face.

                                        AUDIENCE
                        Booooo!
                        Get him off!
                        Fake!
                        What else can your toy do?

                                        FREDDY
                        Fake??  You stupid idiots...you call
                        my creation a fake???  What do you
                        know about truth?  You're the fakes!
                        All of you!  I wouldn't come to you
                        with a hang-nail.

        The monster gets another tomato in his face.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMMMMMMM!
                        MMMMMMMMMMMM!

                                        FREDDY
                                (running to him)
                        Wait!  Stop!  Don't give them the
                        satisfaction.  I know it's tough,
                        but look at how far we've come!
                        Are you going to throw it all
                        away now??

        The Monster thinks, as the tomato drips down his face.
        He is touched by Freddy's reasoning, but still burning
        with resentment.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        81

                                                                                        109 Cont.2

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmmmmm.

                                        FREDDY
                        Don't you think I know that?  But
                        what are you judging by?  Bucharest???
                        This was always a hick town.  They
                        can't get a 'Bus and Truck' company
                        to come in here.  Are you going to
                        let these idiots get the best of you?
                        ...Or are you going to stand up like
                        a man and show them that you've got
                        more dignity in your little finger
                        than they've got in all their beer-
                        bloated bodies put together?

        The Monster considers this plea for a moment.  Then gives
        Freddy a colossal W H A C K and jumps into the Audience.

110     THE AUDIENCE                                                                    110

        screams and scatters for the exits.

        PANDEMONIUM.

                                        FREDDY
                                (as he picks himself up
                                off the stage floor)
                        I chose the wrong song.

                                                                                CUT TO:

111     EXT. STREET - NIGHT                                                     111

        PEOPLE run in all directions.

        The monster comes bursting down the street, with his arms
        flailing.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

112     INT. CASTLE DINING ROOM - NIGHT                                         112

        Freddy sits dejectedly -- still dressed in his theatre
        clothes.

        Igor and Inga sit near him.  Frau Blucher stands nearby.

                                        FREDDY
                        I'm a failure.

                                        IGOR
                        Come on, Froderick -- none of that.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        82

                                                                                        112 Cont.

                                        INGA
                        Look how far we've come.

                                        IGOR
                        You can't expect to iron out all
                        the kinks in one night.

                                        INGA
                        I think the doctor is a genius!
                        Don't you, Igor?

                                        IGOR
                        Why certainly.  Don't you,
                        Frau Blucher?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        He's a failure.

        Freddy gives her a cold stare.

                                        FREDDY
                        What are you waiting around for,
                        pickle puss?

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                                (handling him a cable)
                        This wire came while you were gone.
                        Your fiancee will be arriving any
                        moment.

                                        FREDDY
                        Elizabeth!?!
                                (he reads the cable)
                        'Can't waits any longer.  Arrive
                        in your arms at ten tonight.'
                        Oh, God!  Not tonight.

                                        INGA
                        Why, doctor...how wonderful for you.

                                        FREDDY
                        Wonderful?  It's terrible!
                        Terrible, terrible, terrible,
                        terrible, terrible!

        Freddy storms out of the room.

                                        IGOR
                        She sounds fascinating.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        83

113     EXT. COBBLESTONED ALLEY - NIGHT                                         113

        A SIX-YEAR-OLD GIRL walks innocently along the narrow,
        menacing alley, lit only by moonlight.

        Behind her, there slowly appears a growing, TWENTY-FOUR
        SHADOW.

        When the shadow is almost upon her, the Girl turns around
        and faces her pursuer.

        It is her BABY BROTHER, holing a long balloon in each
        hand.

                                        SIX-YEAR-OLD-GIRL
                                (grabbing him)
                        Mit kommen, mit kommen.  Du bist
                        immer eine schlafmutzigem Blind-
                        schleiche.

        She gives him a slap on the behind and pulls him along.

                                                                                CUT TO:

114     A GRANDFATHER CLOCK                                                     114

        It is ten o'clock.  GONG.

115     INT. RECEPTION HALL                                                     115

        The front door opens and Elizabeth comes in.  Frau Blucher
        and a COACHMAN can be SEEN in the b.g.

        Freddy stands in dressing gown and ascot.  Inga and Igor
        wait politely in the rear.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Darling!

                                        FREDDY
                        Darling!

        They embrace.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Surprised?

                                        FREDDY
                        Surprised!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Love me?

                                        FREDDY
                        Love you! ...Well, why don't
                        we turn in?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        84

                                                                                        115 Cont.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Darling!?!

                                        FREDDY
                        I mean, it's been a long day.
                        I'm sure you must be as tired
                        as I am.  Oh!  These are my
                        assistants:  Inga and Ayegor.

        Freddy turns to get some luggage from the Coachman.

                                        ELIZABETH
                                (stepping up
                                to Inga)
                        How do you do?

                                        INGA
                        Very well.  So nice to meet you
                        at last.

        Elizabeth steps up to Igor.

                                        IGOR
                        Darling!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Hello...?

                                        IGOR
                        Surprised?

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Well... yes.

                                        IGOR
                        Miss me?

                                        ELIZABETH
                        I...

        Freddy approaches them with Elizabeth's two suitcases:
        One very large, and one very small.

                                        FREDDY
                        Ready, darling?

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Yes.  I am a bit tired, after all.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Igor)
                        Give me a hand with these, will
                        you, Ayegor?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        85

                                                                                        115 Cont.1

                                        IGOR
                        Certainly, master.

        Igor takes the small suitcase, and, with Inga, leads
        Elizabeth and Freddy up the stairs.  Freddy struggles with
        the large suitcase.  Frau Blucher follows behind.

115A    ON THE STAIRWAY                                                         115A

                                        ELIZABETH
                        What a strange fellow.

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, he's a little bit... tilted.
                        Harmless, though.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Why does he call you 'master'?

        Freddy stares at her.

                                        FREDDY
                        Are you suggesting I call him
                        master???

                                        ELIZABETH
                        No, of course not.  I just meant...

                                        FREDDY
                        All right then!

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

116     INT. ELEGANT RESTAURANT - NIGHT                                         116

        The Monster walks in cautiously.  No one seems to take
        any particular notice of him.

        He walks up to the MAITRE D' and taps his back.

                                        MAITRE D'
                        Yes, sir, name, please?

                                        MONSTER
                        Food!

                                        MAITRE D'
                        Do you have a reservation?

                                        MONSTER
                        Food!!

                                        MAITRE D'
                        I'm sorry, sir.  We only seat by
                        reservation.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        86

                                                                                        116 Cont.

                                        MONSTER
                        Drink!

                                        MAITRE D'
                        Oh, no sir-ee.  If yo don't have
                        a reservation you can skip to
                        ma-loo.

        The Monster grabs the Maitre D' by the lapels

                                        MONSTER
                        Foooooood!

                                        MAITRE D'
                        Now just one moment.  There's no
                        need for roughhousing.  Have you
                        ever tried a tip?

                                        MONSTER
                        GRRRHMMNNNJKJMMMNN!

                                        MAITRE D'
                        Franz!  Help!  Lunatic!

117     NEW ANGLE                                                                       117

        As the monster picks up the maitre D' and throws him into
        a crowd.

        The Monster attacks the restaurant.  LADIES, GENTLEMEN
        AND WAITERS scream.

        PANDEMONIUM.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

118     INT. ELIZABETH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                        118

        Elizabeth -- in a long, satin robe -- stands over Freddy,
        who sits staring into a fire.

                                        FREDDY
                        Poor Delbruck!  There must be
                        some way to reach him -- to
                        control that body.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Darling, you mustn't worry so.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        87

                                                                                        118 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        But there's a genius inside that
                        body -- crying out for love and
                        understanding and normal human
                        relationships.  I just have to
                        find some way to re-establish his
                        communications system.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        But you can't do that at night.
                        And even if you could -- it would
                        cost a fortune.  Come to bed,
                        darling.

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, Delbruck, Delbruck.  Was will
                        dien tachlas von Dir?

                                        ELIZABETH
                        You've done everything that's
                        humanly possible, Frederick.  Oh,
                        darling, I'm so worried about you
                        -- you need rest.

                                        FREDDY
                        I suppose you're right.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Of course I am.  Now come along
                        like a good boy.

        He gets up.

                                        FREDDY
                        What would I do without you?

        They kiss.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Is your room just down the hall?
                        ... in case I get frightened
                        during the night?

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, but... I thought, perhaps
                        tonight, under the circumstances,
                        I might... stay here with you.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Oh, darling!  Don't let's spoil
                        everything.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        88

                                                                                        118 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        I don't want to spoil anything --
                        I just want to top it all off.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Would you want me, now, like this,
                        so soon before our wedding? ...
                        So near we can almost touch it?
                        Or wait a little while longer,
                        when I can give myself without
                        hesitation?... When I can be
                        totally and unashamedly yours??

                                        FREDDY
                        That's a tough choice.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Is it worth taking a chance?

                                        FREDDY
                        I suppose you're right.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Of course I am.  Now give me
                        a kiss and say good night like
                        my good boy.

        They kiss.

                                        FREDDY
                        Good night.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        That's my good boy.

        Freddy steps out into the:

119     INT. HALLWAY                                                                    119

        Elizabeth blows him a kiss and slowly closes her door.

        Freddy stands for a moment, then walks to the door next
        to Elizabeth's room and knocks.

120     ANGLE ON INGA                                                           120

        She is wearing a flimsy nightgown, opens the door.

                                        INGA
                        Why, Doctor... is anything the
                        matter?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        89

                                                                                        120 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        Just passing through the night.

                                        INGA
                        What's wrong, Doctor?  You
                        seem... lonely.

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, a little.  But it's not just
                        physical loneliness.  It's the
                        pangs that come from missing
                        someone intellectually... as I
                        have you.

                                        INGA
                        I've missed you intellectually,
                        too, Doctor.

        He stares at her almost "see-through" nightgown.

                                        FREDDY
                        It's terrible -- the price society
                        demands in the name of fidelity...
                        ultimately?

                                        INGA
                        Not fooling around.

                                        FREDDY
                        I know, but I mean -- not fooling
                        around physically?... Or not
                        fooling around intellectually?

                                        INGA
                        I see what you mean.

                                        FREDDY
                        There can never... ever... be
                        anything physical between us.
                        You know that, dear.

                                        INGA
                        I know Frederick.

        He is staring at her breasts.

                                        FREDDY
                        It wouldn't be fair to Elizabeth.

                                        INGA
                        Of course not.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        90

                                                                                        120 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        For that matter, it wouldn't
                        be fair to you, or to me.

        On the word "you", he touches Inga's breast to emphasize
        his point.  On the word "me", he touches his own chest.

        Pause.

                                        INGA
                        What?

                                        FREDDY
                        I say, it wouldn't be fair to
                        you... or to me.

                                        INGA
                        Nor to Elizabeth.

                                        FREDDY
                        No.  Nor to Elizabeth.

                                        INGA
                        We all have our feelings.  I
                        know that I have mine.  And...
                        I wouldn't want to hurt yours.

        On the word "mine", she touches her chest for emphasis.  On
        the word "yours", she places her hand on Freddy's chest
        and rubs it a little.

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, I do have my feelings.  And,
                        of course, you have yours.

        He rubs her chest.

                                        INGA
                        And Elizabeth has hers.

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, Elizabeth has hers.

                                        INGA
                        But, after all, you have yours.

        She unbuttons a button of his pajama top so that she can
        touch his chest better.

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes, I have mine.

                                        INGA
                        And I have mine.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        91

                                                                                        120 Cont.2

                                        FREDDY
                        Yes...yes, you have yours.

                                        INGA
                        Why don't we talk inside?

                                        FREDDY
                                (keeping one
                                hand on her chest)
                        Well...
                                (he looks at
                                his watch)
                                ... perhaps for a few minutes.

        They go into Inga's room.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

121     EXT. BURGOMEISTER'S HOUSE - NIGHT                                               121

        VILLAGERS, with torches and DOGS, stand on the street, in
        front of the Burgomeister's steps.

                                        FIRST VILLAGER
                        Burgomeister Krempen.

                                        SECOND VILLAGER
                        Burgomeister Krempen!

                                        THIRD VILLAGER
                                (pounding on the door)
                        Burgomeister Krempen!

                                        FOURTH VILLAGER
                        Mayor Krempen!

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                                (opening the door)
                        What is it?  What's going on?

                                        FIRST VILLAGER
                        The monster, sir.  The Monster is
                        loose.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Do you realize it's after eight
                        o'clock???

                                        SECOND VILLAGER
                        Yes, sir, but the monster.  He's
                        escaped!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        92

                                                                                        121 Cont.

                                        THIRD VILLAGER
                        He's running through the countryside,
                        terrorizing the villagers.  No one
                        is safe.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        What do you mean 'the' monster --
                        as if this happened every Sunday.
                        You mean 'a' monster.

                                        FOURTH VILLAGER
                        No, sir, it's 'the' monster.  The
                        Frankenstein monster.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Oh, Tommy Rot!

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        Yes!
                        Frankenstein!
                        The Frankenstein monster!

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Now wait a minute!  Just wait a
                        minute!

        They quiet down.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Now see here!  There'll be no more
                        wild accusations bandied about
                        while I'm still Burgomeister of
                        this village.  If there is mischief
                        afoot, the way to find out is to
                        confront the man with the charges
                        brought against him.  It's the
                        only decent thing to do.  And as
                        long as I'm Burgomeister of your
                        village -- a man's name is still
                        his honor.

                                        FIRST VILLAGER
                        But it's true, sir.  Young Master
                        Freddy -- he's come from America
                        and read all of his grandfather's
                        secret notes.  They've started the
                        whole business all over again, sir.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        That swine!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        93

                                                                                        121 Cont.1

                                        SECOND VILLAGER
                        It's in the blood, sir.  The whole
                        family is insane.

                                        THIRD VILLAGER
                        He's got to be put away.

                                        FOURTH VILLAGER
                        And the monster destroyed!

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        Yes!
                        The monster!
                        Kill the monster!
                        The monster must be destroyed!

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Now see here!  Before we go running
                        about, killing people, we'd better
                        make damned sure of our facts.  A
                        riot is an ugly thing... and once
                        you get one started -- there's
                        little chance of stopping it short
                        of bloodshed.

        "Groans" of disappointment from assorted Villagers.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        So the first thing we'll do, is
                        march calmly up to the Frankenstein
                        castle and have a nice little chat
                        with our good doctor.  Now then!
                        Who doesn't have a torch and a dog?
                        All right -- follow me!

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        Yay!
                        Down with Frankenstein!
                        Kill the monster!

        They all run off ahead of the Burgomeister.

                                                                                CUT TO:

122     INT. INGA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                             122

        Freddy and Inga are under the sheets.  Only their faces
        can be SEEN.

                                        FREDDY
                        It wouldn't be right... you know
                        that.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        94

                                                                                        122 Cont.

                                        INGA
                        Yes, I know.

                                        FREDDY
                        It wouldn't be fair to her.

                                        INGA
                        Yes, I know.

                                        FREDDY
                        You've got to help me to remain
                        faithful.

                                        INGA
                        Yes, I will.

                                        FREDDY
                        ...But an intellectual relationship,
                        like this -- we could have as often
                        as we wanted.  Three times a day --
                        anything!

                                                                                CUT TO:

123     EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - NIGHT                                               123

        The angry Villagers are marching and shouting, gathering
        up steam on their way to the Frankenstein castle.

                                                                                CUT TO:

124     INT. ELIZABETH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                        124

        Elizabeth is just finished brushing her hair, humming
        quietly to herself.  She stands up and blows out the
        candles near her mirror.

        She walks to some French doors that open onto a small
        balcony.  She opens the glass doors and looks at:

125     ANGLE ON MOON                                                           125

        Bright and full.

                                                                                        95

126     BACK TO SEEN                                                                    126

        She takes a breath of fresh air, then closes the doors
        and walks to her large double bed.  She slips off her
        robe -- revealing her thin body in delicate nightgown.
        Suddenly she hears:

        "MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm."

        She turns towards the French doors and listens.  She
        decides that it was nothing and gets into bed.

                                                                                CUT TO:

127     EXT. THE CASTLE - NIGHT                                                 127

        The Burgomeister and the Villagers are at the steps of
        the castle.  the Burgomeister pounds on the front door.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

                                                                                        96

128     ELIZABETH'S BEDROOM                                                     128

        Elizabeth lies in bed, illuminated be the flames from her
        fireplace.

        There is the soft SOUND of CURTAINS FLAPPING.

        The French doors have been opened -- the silk curtains
        flapping from a breeze outside.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

129     EXT. CASTLE                                                                     129

        The Burgomeister pounds louder and louder on the front door.
        Finally the door opens and Freddy appears in his robe.  he
        looks at the angry mob.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Frederick Frankenstein?

                                        FREDDY
                        You have the wrong house.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        And who might you be?

                                        FREDDY
                        Dr. Frederick Fronkonsteen.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        The grandson of Victor 'Fronkonsteen'?

                                        FREDDY
                        No!

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        What was your grandfather's name?

                                        FREDDY
                        Victor Frankenstein.

        Pause, as the Burgomeister tries to fit the pieces together.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

130     ELIZABETH'S BEDROOM                                                     130

        Elizabeth has a contented smile on her face.  Her eyes are
        closed.

        A LARGE SHADOW grows against the wall behind her.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        97

                                                                                        130 Cont.1

        The shadow crosses her face and blots out her key light
        from the fireplace.

        She opens her eyes and looks ahead.  Her face freezes in
        terror.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

131     EXT. THE CASTLE                                                         131

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Forgive me for intruding so late
                        at night, Herr Baron.  But an ugly
                        rumor has it that there are strange
                        goings on in this castle.  These
                        good citizens are ready to rip you
                        from limb to limb unless you can
                        offer some rational explanation for
                        their fears.  How say you?

                                        FREDDY
                        Ugly, vicious rumous.

        A BLOODCURDLING SCREAM!

                                        assorted villagers
                        What was that?
                        Listen!
                        Did you hear that?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        They say, also, that you have
                        recreated the horrible monster
                        who, for so many years, has haunted
                        and terrorized the God-fearing
                        people of this village.  What say
                        you to that?

                                        FREDDY
                        Poppycock!

        Igor comes running out from inside the castle.

                                        IGOR
                        He's back!  He's back!  The
                        monster's back!

        Everyone looks at Freddy.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        98

                                                                                        131 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        What monster?

                                        IGOR
                        What d'ya mean "What monster?'
                        You remember...the one we madein
                        the basement.

        Everyone looks at Freddy

                                        FREDDY
                        I think we all need a good night's
                        sleep.  Why don't we meet next week
                        and thrash this thing out?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Now wait a minute!

                                        IGOR
                        You don't understand, Master.
                        The big fellow's broken in and
                        kidnapped your fiancee.

                                        FREDDY
                        What???

                                        IGOR
                        He's carrying her off now through
                        the woods.

        Freddy, the Burgomeister and Igor run around to the side of
        the castle.  The Villagers follow.

                                                                                CUT TO:

132     EXT. SIDE OF CASTLE                                                     132

        The Monster can just be SEEN, far below, disappearing into
        the woods (SEVEN TREES AND A BACKDROP).  Elizabeth is slung
        over his back.

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        There he is!  That's the monster!
                        After him!
                        Kill him!

        The Burgomeister and all the Villagers run off after the
        Monster, leaving Freddy an Igor alone.

                                        IGOR
                        What now, boss?  A little something
                        to eat and then join the chase?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        99

                                                                                        132 Cont.

                                        FREDDY
                        No!  The only hope now is to get
                        him back here.  If I can just find
                        a way to relieve the pressure on
                        his cerebellum...

                                        IGOR
                        That sound good, boss.

                                        FREDDY
                        ... and equalize the imbalance
                        in his cerebrospinal fluid...

                                        IGOR
                        I like your style, master.  How
                        do we get him here?

                                        FREDDY
                        There's only one way.

                                        IGOR
                        I'll bet it's a doozy.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

133     EXT. WOODS - NIGHT                                                              133

        The Burgomeister and the Villagers are on the hunt.

        The Burgomeister is being pulled along by a GREAT DANE.

134     THE VILLAGERS                                                           134

        climb little hills and rocks.  OTHER DOGS are BARKING
        ferociously.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        There he is!

        The Burgomeister's Great Dane is making so much noise, it's
        difficult to hear.

                                        1ST VILLAGER
                        What?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        There he is!!

                                        1ST VILLAGER
                        What?

        The Burgomeister gives his leash a yank and the Great Dane
        finally stops howling.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        100

                                                                                        134 Cont.

                                        BURGOMEUSTER
                                (pointing)
                        I said -- there he is!

        Several Villagers look up and then start SHOOTING at a
        TALL VILLAGER, who is peeing on top of a distant rock.  He
        has his back turned to the other Villagers.

                                        TALL VILLAGER
                                (turning around
                                in terror)
                        Don't shoot!  Don't shoot!  It's
                        ME!

                                                                                CUT TO:

135     INT. CAVE - NIGHT                                                               135

        The Monster enters the cave slightly out of breath and stands
        the "fainted" Elizabeth on her feet.

        He shakes her.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm.

        He shakes her again.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm!

        Elizabeth slowly opens her eyes.

        The Monster smiles sweetly.

        Elizabeth smiles sweetly in return -- forgetting for a moment
        where she is.  Then her smile turns to growing horror.  She
        starts to scream, but the Monster quickly covers her mouth.

        After a moment, the Monster tries to make a "Shhhh" sound
        with his finger, but as he releases her mouth to use his
        "Shhh" finger... her SCREAM is still going on.

        He covers her mouth again and shakes her.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmmm!

        He gradually takes his hand from her mouth.

        She is silent;  but her eyes are filled with terror.

        The Monster starts to unbutton his pants.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        101

                                                                                        135 Cont.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        What..........?

        The Monster holds up his hand for her to "Wait a minute."

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmmm!

        He goes on unbuttoning his pants.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        What in God's name are you doing?

                                        MONSTER
                        Baack!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        What?

                                        MONSTER
                                (motioning for her
                                to move back)
                        Baack!

        She moves back a foot.

                                        MONSTER
                        Morrr!

        She moves back another foot... fascinated.

        We cannot see what she sees, but what ever it is...she is
        suddenly filled with awe.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Oh my goodness!  Nineteen if it's
                        an inch.

        The Monster smiles.

                                                                                CUT TO:

136     EXT. WOODS - NIGHT                                                              136

        The Burgomeister and the Villagers make their way through
        the rocks and hills, alongside a stream.

        Row boats -- with Villagers, torches and Dogs -- travel up
        the stream alongside the Villagers who are on land.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        102

137     INT. CAVE - NIGHT                                                               137

        Elizabeth and the Monster are lying on a bed of leaves.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Penny for your thoughts.

        The Monster's eyes twinkle lasciviously.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        You're incorrigible!... Aren't you?

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmmmm.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        All right then... seven's always
                        been my lucky number.

        They are about to kiss, when suddenly the Monster's ears
        perk up as he hears:

        MUSIC:  THE EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LILLABY

        He doesn't know where it is coming from.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        What, dear?  What is it?

        The Monster gives a pathetic little cry.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMmm!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Is it that music?

                                        MONSTER
                        MMMMM!  MMMMM!

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Probably just some nearby cottage.
                        Nothing to worry about.

        The Monster gets up and starts out of the cave... pulled by
        forces he doesn't understand.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Where are you going?  They've
                        left their F-M station on, that's
                        all.

        He's gone.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        103

138     EXT. ROOF OF CASTLE - NIGHT                                                     138

        Freddy stands in the night air, playing the violin -- a
        handkerchief under his chin.

        In front of him is a tall microphone on a stand, with two
        enormous speakers nearby, facing the woods.

        Igor sits on a chair, near Freddy, like a member of a band
        waiting for his cue.

        Now Igor gets up, put his trumpet to his lips, and blows
        just the "bridge."  When he is finished, he sits back down
        and waits.

                                                                                CUT TO:

139     EXT. WOODS - NIGHT                                                              139

        The Monster walks passionately through the woods, fighting
        the branches in order to get to the music.

                                                                                CUT TO:

140     EXT. ANOTHER PART OF THE WOODS - NIGHT                          140

        The Burgomeister and the Villagers make their way through
        the rocks and hills, alongside a stream.

        Rowboats, with Villagers, torches and Dogs, travel up the
        stream, alongside the Villagers who are on land.

        The rocks, hills and stream all look vaguely familiar.

                                                                                CUT TO:

141     EXT. ROOF OF CASTLE - NIGHT                                             141

        The Monster can be SEEN, crawling up the side of the Castle,
        trying to make it onto the roof.

        Freddy and Igor move close to the edges of the roof as Freddy
        continues playing.

                                        FREDDY
                                (to the Monster)
                        You can do it.

        The Monster inches closer.

                                        FREDDY
                        You can do it.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        104

                                                                                        141 Cont.

        The Monster inches closer.

                                        IGOR
                        Come on, big fellow!

                                        FREDDY
                                (to Igor)
                        Is everything ready?

                                        IGOR
                        Yes, master.  Are you sure you
                        want to go through with it?

                                        FREDDY
                        It's the only way.

                                        IGOR
                        Okay, boss!  But I hope you know
                        what you're doing.

                                                                                CUT TO:

142     EXT. WOODS - NIGHT                                                              142

        The Burgomeister stands in water up to his waist -- his
        clothes all wet and torn.

        His Great Dane is swimming next to him, BARKING LOUDLY.

                                        1ST VILLAGER
                        Wait a minute!  maybe he went back
                        to the castle.

                                        2ND VILLAGER
                        That's right!

                                        3RD VILLAGER
                        He's probably right.

                                        2ND VILLAGER
                        It was all a trick by that lunatic
                        doctor.

                                        3RD VILLAGER
                        Let's go back there and tear them
                        both to pieces!

                                        4TH VILLAGER
                        Now see here.  Let's not lese our
                        heads.  We've always listened to
                        our Burgomeister in the past.  We
                        should have the decency to hear him
                        now.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        105

                                                                                        142 Cont.

                                        1ST VILLAGER
                        Well -- what do you say, Burgomeister?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        Let's go back there and tear them
                        to pieces!

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        Yay!
                        Back to the castle!
                        Kill them both!

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

143     INT.  LABORATORY - NIGHT                                                        143

        The Monster lies on an operating table.  His eyes are
        closed.

        From out of his head come ten thin tubes, connecting to
        one large tube.

        The large tube travels up, above the Monster's head, then
        turns across the room for five or six feet, then down again
        where it connects with ten smaller tubes that are stuck
        into:

144     FREDDY'S HEAD                                                           144

        Freddy lies on an operating table.  His eyes are closed.

        Inga operates two "INTAKE" - "OUTPUT" gauges.

                                        IGOR
                        It's the waiting I can't stand.

                                                                                CUT TO:

145     INT. PRIVATE LIBRARY                                                    145

        Frau Blucher sits in a chair, bare-chested.

        She is flaggelating herself with a handful of thin branches.

        She mumbles some mysterious prayer in German -- occasionally
        looking out through a crack in the door to see what is
        happening to "her" monster and Freddy.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

                                                                                        106

146     INT. LABORATORY                                                         146

                                        IGOR
                        How do you know they're done?

                                        INGA
                        The doctor said to allow seven
                        minutes:  no more and no less --
                        or else they could both become
                        hopelessly paralyzed.

                                                                                CUT TO:

147     A GIANT CLOCK ON THE WALL                                               147

        with a "sweep" second hand.  It is FOUR MINUTES AFTER TEN.

148     BACK TO SCENE                                                           148

                                        IGOR
                        How long is it so far?

                                        INGA
                        Four

                                        IGOR
                        Three minutes to go!

                                        INGA
                        Yes.

                                        IGOR
                        What d'ya want to do to kill time?

                                        INGA
                        Oh, Igor -- I'm so afraid!  I just
                        hope this all ends well.

        Igor looks into the LENS of the CAMERA.

                                                                                CUT TO:

149     EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - NIGHT                                               149

        The Burgomeister and the Villagers are almost at the
        front door.

                                                                                CUT BACK TO:

150     INT. LABORATORY                                                         150

        Inga and Igor watch over the two bodies.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        107

151     THE CLOCK                                                                       151

        It is FIVE MINUTES AFTER TEN.

                                                                                CUT TO:

152     EXT. CASTLE - NIGHT                                                     152

        The Villagers are pounding on the front door.

                                                                                CUT TO:

153     INT. PRIVATE LIBRARY                                                    153

        Frau Blucher is at the height of her self-flagellation.
        She is almost in ecstasy.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Oh, yes!  Oh, yes, yes, yes!

                                                                                CUT TO:

154     THE CLOCK                                                                       154

        It is FIVE AND A HALF MINUTES AFTER TEN.

                                                                                CUT TO:

155     EXT. CASTLE - NIGHT                                                     155

        The villagers are RAMONG THE FRONT DOOR DOWN with a
        giant pole.

                                                                                CUT TO:

156     INT. LABORATORY                                                         156

                                        INGA
                        Igor -- are you sure the monster has
                        a good brain?  Are you absolutely
                        certain that you took the brain of
                        Hans Delbruck that night?

                                        IGOR
                        Absolutely!  May my mother grow
                        two heads if I'm not telling the
                        truth.

                                                                                CUT TO:

157     A TWO-HEADED OLD LADY                                                   157

        rocking in a chair.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        108

158     EXT. CASTLE - NIGHT                                                     158

        The front door gives way.  The Burgomeister and the
        Villagers burst into the castle.

                                                                                CUT TO:

159     INT. RECEPTION HALL                                                     159

        The Villagers scatter every way, in search of the doctor
        and the monster.

                                                                                CUT TO:

160     THE CLOCK                                                                       160

        It is SIX MINUTES AND TWENTY SECONDS AFTER TEN.

161     INT. LABORATORY                                                         161

                                        INGA
                                (looking up as she
                                hears the Villagers
                        What's that noise?

                                        IGOR
                        Sounds like visitors.  It's all
                        right -- Frau Blucher will show
                        them in.

                                                                                CUT TO:

162     INT. PRIVATE LIBRARY                                                    162

        Frau Blucher is dripping wet from the passion of her
        climax.

                                        FRAU BLUCHER
                        Victor.  Victor!  I'm coming.
                        I'm comming, Victor!

                                                                                CUT TO:

163     INT. LABORATORY                                                         163

        Villagers come pouring down the stairs and into the
        laboratory.

                                        FIRST VILLAGER
                        There they are!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        109

                                                                                        163 Cont.

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                        Kill them!
                        Kill that doctor!
                        Kill the monster!
                        Tear them both to pieces!

                                        INGA
                                (handling the dials)
                        Igor -- what time is it?

                                        IGOR
                        Oh, must be around ten... ten-thirty.

                                        INGA
                        Igor -- the clock!  Hurry!

        Igor looks at it:

164     THE CLOCK                                                                       164

        It is SIX MINUTES AND FORTY-FIVE SECONDS AFTER TEN.

165     BACK TO SCENE                                                           165

                                        IGOR
                        Another fifteen seconds to go.

                                        INGA
                        Do Something!  Stall them!

        Igor rushes up to the charging Villagers.

                                        IGOR
                        Now see here!  What is the meaning
                        of this?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        We want the doctor!

                                        IGOR
                        What?

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        We want the doctor!

                                        IGOR
                        What??

                                        FIRST VILLAGER
                        ... Come on, men!

        They sweep right over Igor.

                                                                                CUT TO:

                                                                                        110

166     THE CLOCK                                                                       166

        It is SIX MINUTES AND FIFTY SECONDS AFTER TEN.

167     BACK TO SCENE                                                           167

                                        SECOND VILLAGER
                                (seeing Freddy lying
                                on his table)
                        Here's that crackpot doctor.
                        Let's get him first!

        Several Villagers grab Freddy's body and pull the tubes
        out from his head.

168     THE CLOCK                                                                       168

        ZOOM TO CLOCK.  It is only SIX MINUTES AND FIFTY-THREE
        SECONDS AFTER TEN.

169     ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           169

                                        INGA
                        No!  Please!

        Inga is standing further back, near the monster, unable
        to take her eyes off the clock and dials.

        The Villagers hold Freddy up, over their shoulders,
        yelling and screaming.  They start off with him.

                                        A GIANT VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        Put that man down!

        Everyone quiets down and turns towards the Voice.

        There, on his operating table -- holding the removed
        tubes from his head -- sits the Monster.

                                        AN OLD WOMAN
                        Why...it's the monster!

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        No, it couldn't be.

                                        THIRD VILLAGER
                        Yes it is.  It must be.

                                        MONSTER
                                (standing on his
                                operating table)
                        I said:  Put that man down!

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        111

                                                                                        169 Cont.

        The frightened Villagers carry Freddy back to his table
        and lay him down.

                                        BURGOMEISTER
                        And who are you, sir, that you
                        order these people about?

                                        MONSTER
                        I am a relative of the doctor's.  I
                        came to visit him a few weeks ago,
                        in hopes that this distinguished
                        member of my family might be able
                        to help me with a problem that I've
                        had since birth...and which has
                        caused more sorrow in my heart than
                        I wish on any man.

                                        ASSORTED VILLAGERS
                                (whispering)
                        What'd he say?
                        Relative??

                                        MONSTER
                        You see, because of my great size
                        and the somewhat unusual features
                        of my head -- when women look at me,
                        their first impulse is to scream;
                        children often cry, or vomit; and
                        men are inclined to beat me over
                        the head.

        The Laboratory is silent.

                                        MONSTER
                        I lived in hopes of meeting people
                        who would..overlook my outward
                        appearance and respect me for
                        whatever good qualities I had to
                        offer.  If anyone had ever shown a
                        little kindness, I would have
                        returned it, I think, at least
                        one hundred times over.
                        And for that one person's sake...
                        I would have made piece with the
                        whole world.
                        Do you understand what it means --
                        never to see a kind or happy face?
                        You could imagine then, perhaps, how
                        such bitterness led me, at last, to
                        the brink of another kind or life.
                        I decided that if I couldn't inspire
                        love...which was my deepest hope...
                        I would, instead...cause fear.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        112

                                                                                        169 Cont.1

        A quiet shudder runs through the Villagers.

                                        MONSTER
                        But all of that happened to me a
                        lifetime ago.  And I paid for my
                        crimes...severely.  It was just
                        then that fate, or chance, brought
                        me to our famous doctor.
                        I found this man to be vain; I found
                        him to be driven with ambitions of
                        personal glory, and consumed with an
                        unquenchable thirst for power.  But
                        even at the height of his quest --
                        this ego-driven, brilliant and half-
                        crazed scientist..always...always
                        ...held an image of me as something
                        beautiful.
                        And then, at the moment of truth,
                        when it would have been easy enough
                        to run and stay out of danger...he
                        used himself as a guinea pig, in
                        order to give me a calmer brain...
                        and a slightly more eloquent way
                        of speaking.
                        Yes!  I am 'The Monster"...sometimes
                        known as 'Him,' or occasionally,
                        'The Creature.'  But they're one and
                        the same.  I am that tall, peculiarly
                        attractive stranger, with the winning
                        smile.
                        Would you all get the hell out of here!

170     THE VILLAGERS                                                           170

        mumble and shuffle out of the laboratory.

                                        INGA
                        Oh, 'It's'...you were wonderful.
                        But I'm so worried about the doctor.

        Igor is listening to Freddy's heartbeat, as Inga and the
        Monster come to him.

        They all three put their ears to Freddy's chest and
        listen.

        They smile.

                                                                                DISSOLVE TO:

                                                                                        113

171     LEGEND ON THE SCREEN                                                    171

        It reads:  A FEW WEEKS LATER

172     INT. MODERN BEDROOM - NIGHT                                             172

        Elizabeth is sitting at her makeup table, dressed in a
        nightgown, getting ready for bed.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Darling!  I hope you didn't find
                        Daddy's little party too boring.
                        He did it just for you, and he
                        meant well.  Tell me you
                        liked it.

                                                                                CUT TO:

173     BATHROOM DOOR                                                           173

                                        A VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        MMmmm.

                                        ELIZABETH'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        I know Mummy's just a scatterbrain
                        without a serious thought in her
                        head, but...you lover her just a
                        little bit, don't you?

                                        A VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        MMmmm.

                                        ELIZABETH'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        I'm ready for bed, sweetheart.
                        Almost done??

        The bathroom door opens and the Monster steps out.  He
        is dressed in elegant silk pajamas and a handsome robe.

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm.

        Even though his electrodes still stick out from his neck,
        he appears well-groomed.  Elizabeth gets into bed and
        waits for him.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        114

                                                                                        173 Cont.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Did you see?...I put a special
                        hamper in the bathroom just for
                        your shirts.  the other one is
                        just for socks and poo-poo undies.

                                        MONSTER
                                (as he takes off
                                his robe)
                        MMmmm.

        He gets into bead and turns out the table lamp.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Still happy you married me?

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        Love me oodles and oodles?

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm.

                                        ELIZABETH
                        So this is what it's like to be
                        completely happy!

                                        MONSTER
                        MMmmm.

                                                                                WIPE TO:

174     INT. CASTLE BEDROOM - NIGHT                                             174

        Freddy is sitting in an easy chair near the fire, dressed
        in pajamas and reading a newspaper.  (Probably the
        Transylvania Tribune -- International Edition).

        From the bathroom comes the SOUND of Inga, HUMING a
        pleasant tune to herself.

                                        INGA'S VOICE
                                (o.s., from the
                                bathroom)
                        Did you have a nice day today?

                                        FREDDY
                        Oh, just the usual:  sore throats,
                        a few colds.  Someone who thought
                        he was a wearwolf, and two bladder
                        transplants.

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        115

                                                                                        174 Cont.

        She goes on humming.

                                        INGA'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        Did you notice the new drapes I put
                        up in the bedroom?

                                        FREDDY
                                (looking up)
                        Yes!...They're very nice.

                                        INGA'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        Oh, I'm glad.

        A short pause of silence, and then Inga begins humming
        the EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY, quietly unconsciously.

        Freddy's face is hidden behind the newspaper, but he is
        suddenly completely motionless.

                                        INGA'S VOICE
                                (o.s.)
                        I was hoping you'd like them.

        She continues humming the Lullaby.

        Freddy lowly lowers the newspaper.

        He touches his fingertips to his temple.  His eyes open
        and close, as if he were trying to focus.

        Inga comes out of the bathroom, dressed in her nightgown,
        and folds back the covers of their large double bed.
        She continues humming.

                                        INGA
                        All right if I turn out the lamp,
                        sweetheart?

                                        FREDDY
                                (answering)
                        MMmmm.

        She turns out the lamp as she goes on humming.  The bedroom
        is lit only by moonlight and the glow from the fireplace.

                                        INGA
                                (as she is arranging
                                the pillows)
                        Shall I set the alarm?

                                                                                Cont.

                                                                                        116

                                                                                        174 Cont.1

                                        FREDDY
                        MMMmmm.

        She goes on humming, as she pulls out the stopper on the
        alarm clock.  Freddy rises.  his arms hang away from his
        body, STIFFLY.  He walks in fits and jerks.

                                        FREDDY
                        MMMMmmmmm!

                                        INGA
                        Yes, sweetie...I heard you.  So!
                        I'm ready for you, meine Liebe.

        Freddy is standing at the edge of the bed.

                                        INGA
                        Are you ready for me?

                                        FREDDY
                        MMMMmmmmm!

                                        INGA
                        Ready for Fuchsmachen???

                                        FREDDY
                        MMMMMMmmmmmmmmm!

                                        INGA
                        I love it when you're excited.  Come
                        then, my Apfelstrudel!  Come into my
                        arms and let me hold you.

        Freddy kneels onto the bed.

        A long pause.

                                        INGA
                        Sweetheart.....Is this really you???

                                        FREDDY
                        MMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

                                                                                CUT TO:

175     TURRET AT THE TOP OF THE CASTLE                                         175

        Igor sits in the window, blowing his trumpet.

167     ANOTHER ANGLE                                                           176

        PULL BACK SLOWLY, until the whole castle in SEEN.

                                                                                FADE OUT

                                        THE END

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