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Knock, knock.

Who's there?

It's me.

Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein.

I know everyone loves it, but, darlings,
that wasn't half of it.

What I wanted to write, what I needed to
say,

I couldn't.

I couldn't even think it.

I got a cancer of the brain and I
couldn't write at all, so I died.

Immediately I awoke to find myself here,
wherever the fuck here is.

And here I've stayed for centuries,
trying to find some way to get this

this dream, this story out of my head.

Darling, something is cracking.

The words are beginning to come.

Is it a ghost story?

A horror story?

Almost frightening of all.

A love story.

It begins with her.

Ida. Yes, I'll call her Ida.

For now.

Until she finds her own name.

She's trying to be good.

Trying to be quiet.

She's in hell.

Darlings, look, look. Something's
cracking inside her, too.

And in that crack, I suppose I could
slip in.

A possession.

Two minds instead of one.

Yes, I think that may be the only way to
get this monstrous story told.

Here comes the motherfucking bride.

I got another plan. I got a

navel. Give us a kiss.

You know what it takes to open up a
tight little oyster?

A little muscle.

Come here, red boots.

I haven't liked her. No,

those things mean nothing to me. I've
got my own pussycat.

Oh, you can never have too many
pussycats.

Come on.

Excuse me.

Can I get a yes, please?

I don't think I'd like pussycats.

Can I get a yes, please?

Yes, please.

Thank you so much. You're welcome.

You're so welcome.

Where'd it go?

Come here.

Come here.

Get in my mouth.

Good girl.

That's what I'm talking about. That is
what I'm talking about.

My bucket.

Save some for me, huh?

Deplicity. Cunning.

Cunning. Foxiness.

Fraud.

I have no idea.

Darling, wake up.

Mabel, is she okay?

What's the problem?

Sorry, I just... Are you okay?

I don't know what's going on.

Stop sticking the ground with a mouth
full of dirt.

You've got to sit side -saddle to avoid
ruining your prospect.

You, sir.

Fuck a man if he'd have you. You're an
English accent. No shame in that. I

learned that in the graveyard.

My husband, Percy, was always fondling
keeps, but I had his heart in my writing

table, wrapped in a shroud, and believe
me...

monster. I don't. Watch your tongues
around this one, ladies.

Come on down, baby, baby. Come down.

I'm the canary.

Gagged for decades, but the dead know
all the dirty stories.

Sensation, frothing, feeling itchy,
confused and satiric. Loaded abounding,

which is quite hard to bear, as you can
imagine. Be in my bonnet.

Enough.

Enough.

Enough. Fair enough. It was, I mean, be
in my bonnet.

Pathetic, convention, par, want.

Won't you hit me again?

Gentlemen,

I'm full to brimming. What I mean to say
is that there is a pearl in my oyster.

There's some kind of gold. That's good.

Enough. Enough.

Enough.

My eyes are overawed. Wow, you've got
the kind of cock.

Looks like a belly button.

Absolutely disappears behind the
cullens. Does it get bigger when it's

James, don't you see? She's possessed.

Oh, get a doctor.

My mouth. My mouth. My work.

Labour. Work.

Thin, fatless, spindly, spindly gaunt.
Take, for example, recollections of

Italy. You ought to find a point in it.

narrative of a tour around the lake of
geneva but then i know yes i know of

course there is my tome of horror
frankenstein

a paucity poverty crumbs from a stifled
mind and they are gobbled

Be warned.

The sequel is coming.

Disobedient.

Ungovernable. Everything will change.

I have a lot more to say.

Are you ready?

I don't. You're scaring me.

If Frankenstein frightened you, my next
story will make you stand

up and yell.

Sir, could you kindly direct me to
Griffiths? I'll deal with him.

May

I help

you? Yes.

I'm here to see the doctor.

Euphronus, it's a matter of some
urgency.

My name is Frankenstein, ma 'am. My
father's name.

Would you please remove your hat?

Yes, of course. Excuse me.

Where were you born, Mr.

Frankenstein? Born.

Created.

Reinvigorated.

Ingolstadt.

Around 1820.

1819.

It's 1936, sir.

That would make you well over 100 years
old. That's true.

I don't know how to explain that.

Would you please remove your cravat?

Oh, I'd really rather not.

Why is that?

I'm sorry. I don't mean to frighten you.
I'd like to run a few tests.

Please, would it be possible, excuse me,
ma 'am, to have an audience with the

doctor? Which doctor?

Dr. Euphronius, author of Event Horizon
and the Birth of Singularity, and also

the Art of Re -Infiguration, the books.
I wrote quite a few times.

I have never...

received a response.

I'm Lefronius, darling.

Cornelia.

You see, I publish with just the C. It's
simpler.

Lovely to meet you, Mr. Frankenstein.

Oh.

I apologize for the smell.

Breathe.

Hold it.

I've read all of your work on
reinfigurations. It's brilliant.

What you've done with field mice and
moles.

And cats.

Really?

Unpublished.

I've written them out.

I have my subscriber deal called to me.

Is that painful?

I don't know.

I'm used to it.

I'm thrilled you found me.

I'd like to invite you to stay here at
the Institute for observation.

For observation?

Yes.

That's not really why I came.

Aha.

Why did you come?

I'm looking for... an intercourse.

An intercourse? Yeah.

Mm -hmm. I don't know how much you have
read about me.

Oh, please, please. I've read
exhaustively about Dr. Frankenstein's

and his monster.

His monster?

I'm sorry, is that inaccurate?

Doctor, there is a whole garden of
pleasures which I have

not yet had the honor of experiencing.

Are you referring to carnal pleasures?

Among other things.

A relationship.

A communion.

Aha, a conjugal relationship.

Yes.

A bride.

Yes. How exactly can I help you with
that? I don't run a mail order catalog

for fallen women.

Of course not.

But... Oh, are you asking me to

create?

To reinvigorate. A bride for you?

Yes.

From the body of a dead woman?

Yes.

Jesus. I don't mean to be disrespectful.

Is this about sex, Frank? Because I'm
sure there are easier ways of getting

Greta, I'm with a patient.

Excuse me, please.

Doctor,

this is about loneliness.

Do you have any experience with it?

For me, it's happening.

I...

Stay

here at the Institute.

I'm curious.

You again.

It's a minor miracle you didn't poke my
eye out. Moxie moron.

Excuse me?

That's awfully good. Another one. You in
poor health, or some kind of idiot

savant. How many was that now?

You're some kind of genius.

You are properly ridiculous.

You're killing me.

Now, this may go over, but here goes.

I'm flying high.

Keep it down.

This is not going to work, Frank.

What? We're going to go digging up
bodies in Potter's Field? I mean,

a medical cadaver is not an option.

And I really don't understand the idea
behind using pieces from many different

dead bodies. What was the thinking
there? And sewing them together, it's

grotesque. Dr.

Frankenstein's got some sort of fetish.
I think that he was trying to create

something beautiful.

Well, that's ironic.

I apologize.

And even if we had one complete cadaver,
what?

We're going to find you a plucky
redhead?

We're going to find you a dead plucky
redhead for a tryst. Tall, perky

Put in your request now.

Maybe I should make one for myself.

A gorgeous husband with a huge
intellect. This is an emergency!

SOS! Fire!

Fuck!

I'm so sorry.

I've been way too long without company.

Give me a break, Frank.

Everyone's lonely.

When we shook hands yesterday, for me,
that was the first time ever.

Oh.

How was it?

It was extraordinary.

You're welcome to stay on for
observation.

I'm not going to put you out on the
street. Stay a few days. I'll take good

of you, obviously.

Please help me.

Well, what if she's monstrous or not
what you want?

I will love her.

Scientifically, ethically, there's just
a thousand things that can go terribly

wrong.

This is insane.

I thought you were a mad scientist.

Are you curious?

Just leave it.

Get her clothes off.

We're using the stellar remnant model of
harnessing electricity from the street

light.

And we're going to need to back up the
voltage and short it so we get a massive

amperage.

Lights go out at about five. We need to
access the aorta and the solar plexus.

Go. Don't have much time.

I need a left -facing electron.

And we will oppose gravity reaction with
neutron degeneracy and short

-range repulsive neutron interaction.

Two -way particle duality will lead to
asymptotically offensive density.

And I'm not sure what that would do
through the graphing, but...

Oh, she's too beautiful.

Oh.

You're right, Frank.

She is beautiful.

I think it might be better to stop now
and start again tomorrow.

Oh.

Yes. Doctor, is everything okay in
there? Yes, yes. Everything's fine.

worry. Doctor.

Are you all right?

Yes. I thought I heard him.

Everything's fine.

Not to worry.

Are you against your will?

I can't keep a dead body sitting in my
office.

This is it, Frank.

It's now or never.

Initiating the IV.

Electricity on three.

Frank?

Frank! Oh,

my nerves. Sorry. My nerves.

Take a breath.

Good life.

Good life.

Whoa!

Bride. Help mate. Help meet.

Lady. Wife.

Were we a bit wild with the outings last
night?

Like a sick, dirty pool.

Attention!

On point!

I think I better get myself home.

Yeah. Okay. Where do you live?

I've... I've got a cousin, McBride.

Yes. Ring a bell.

Ring my bell.

I'm Blair.

I'm Blast, my yowl.

Oh. Oh, dear.

No, I'll be all right.

I just need a good breakfast.

That's all.

Yep, where is it, Charles Blake?

Dark soup.

Dark soup.

Here, here.

Let your hands off.

I'm very sorry.

May I have a look at that leg?

I'm a doctor.

Nothing to be frightened of. I've heard
that before.

What?

It doesn't hurt?

No, it's not bad.

Oh, a bite, bleed, burn, shave.

Cramp, fester, pinch, pound. Incredible.

Nothing. It looks to me as though you
had some kind of an

accident.

An accident?

Why don't you rest here tonight, please?

It's late. I would be more than happy to
share my bed.

An accident, huh?

Let's have a look at this leg.

Frank, just... Give us a little privacy.

Get out of here.

This doesn't hurt me, this leg.

What's the matter with him?

Who? The man.

Right. Mm -hmm.

Who is his face?

His face?

Well, I thought that's what you meant.

No.

Why'd you lock the door?

Was Bridegroom married?

Um, no, it means you're getting married.

To him?

Frank, yes. Oh, frankly, no.

I don't remember him.

Is that from the accident?

He's not so bad.

Not so bad?

No.

Well, why don't you marry him?

Mate, mate, breed, breeder, groom.

Who

is

it? Who's there?

Mary.

Mary? Mary who?

Mary, mother's given name, plus Wilson
Craft, grandfather's name, plus Godwin

father's name, plus Shelley husband's
name.

Mary Shelley.

Ring a bell?

Mary Shelley.

I know that voice.

Yes, darling.

Well, what's my name?

I can't remember.

Well, that's exactly what we're going to
have to sort out.

Do you know him?

Can you tell me?

I would prefer not to.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I didn't know it was you.

Oh,

damn it.

Can I take a look?

Uh -oh.

I'm Frank.

Oh, fuck off, Frank.

Will you let me see?

How did you get in here?

She locked the door. The window.

What's Thoram, mate?

Shipmate? Helpmate?

Stalemate?

Amalgamate? Imitate? Decimate?

Transubstantiate? Excuse me.

Sublimate? Consumate? Checkmate?

You have an amazing vocabulary.

Oh.

Well, what happened here?

I see the crystalloid solution has
stained your skin.

Didn't anticipate that.

So I'd love to run some tests today.

I'm excited.

I would prefer not to.

Oh. Are you starting to recognize things
a little? Get your feet on the ground

after the accident?

Well, try your eggs. Have some toast and
jam.

It's delicious.

No, I would prefer not to.

Um, we could...

Look together at getting you some new
clothes. That might be fun.

I would prefer not to.

Is that Elliot?

Hawthorne? Bartleby.

Oh.

Well, we seem to have invigorated a very
well -read monster here, Frank. Quoting

Hawthorne at the breakfast table.

Hawthorne? Are you speaking for the
naughty girl?

Oh.

No, no.

Melville, darling.

Ah. Melville, I've laid out a very
beautiful breakfast for you. I'm not

what the problem is here.

Have I upset you somehow?

A lifetime of lady lying.

It's the scarcity.

And deprivation makes a hungry cunt
ache, call it crave.

I would prefer not to. Well, what would
you like to do then?

I would like...

You to unlock the fucking door because I
would like to go outside.

Blastry, gusty, al fresco.

I'm pretty sure I don't live here, lady.

Let me out.

No, I'm afraid that's impossible.

Remarkable.

Believe it or not, he had polio as a
boy.

And they didn't know if he would be able
to walk.

Really? It will read.

Still, one of his legs is shorter than
the other.

They have special shoes made so his feet
are even when he's

dancing.

She'll be taking her, shaving her
shower.

My happy hour.

Is that the king?

What?

Right up my ass.

Looked up at me.

Bitter was my cup, but no more will I be
the morning.

What sale they gave you those tatters?

You like that, sister?

You want another?

I better not.

That's my wife.

Oh yeah?

You can't keep the table all night.

Fucked up the jackhammer violence. Hate
your own mother violence.

Good night, gentlemen.

I got you baby.

Go!

Want to get caught up with me?

People love a monster.

There is going to be a mob.

Really?

I've been through this before.

It is terrible.

Go. Go. Get out of here. Go home.

It's me, Mary.

Mary who?

Mary who?

Aren't you going to marry Frankenstein?

I can't remember my name. Martha.

Winifred.

Constance. Jane.

Bride of King Kong.

Oh, Queen Kong.

Mrs. Jekyll. Mrs.

Hyde. Mitha's bride of Frankenstein.

It's not quite right, is it?

We're all being smothered. We all are
brain fog.

Brain dead.

Pray for a brain attack.

Find your name, girl.

Resistance to tyranny is obedience to
God.

My name.

My name. Tell me my name.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Hands off.

There's no hair in here.

Oh, I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't breathe. It was like I was
buried alive.

I've had that dream.

You're okay.

What happened?

You don't remember?

I don't know.

Come,

come, come, come, come.

Huh? What is this? Come! Is this for us?

I wish I would have seen that.

What is

that?

Huh?

Ronnie Reed?

Well, it was wonderful black hair,
soulful eyes, enough to make any young

adore him.

Hmm, you remember.

Yeah.

What kind of talk you started ice
-hiding to?

Hmm?

Before the accident, I can't... I can't
quite remember.

Uh, uh, uh, Dietrich.

Dietrich? Hmm.

Dietrich. Hmm.

Marlene and Dietrich. Yeah.

Don't you find the respectable people
terribly...

Falling in love again.

Oh, button up your britches, girl. Never
wanted to. Now, what am I to do? I

can't help it.

I don't care. How can men cluster to me
like moths around

the flame while greyhounds... Gunshot!

And if there's anything bad, I know I'm
not to blame.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay. Okay. I don't want any
trouble.

I don't want any trouble.

Okay.

Put your hands in the air.

Put them up. Come on.

I'm surrendering.

Oh, God, save me.

Can't the kids think of anything new
these days? This apricot, fantastic.

You got any witnesses?

Only about 150 people.

Oh, great.

Also, a movie theater owner, he says a
guy who fits the description kept coming

in to see the same Ronnie Reed picture
over and over again.

Which one? The dubious detective.

Well, there's no accounting for taste.

I'll say.

He's got a girl with him. Thought you'd
like that.

Apparently she was mouthing off about
Vito Lupino.

The mob boss.

Yeah.

He's got a busted leg.

Looks like it.

We'll have this wrapped up in 24 hours.

Oh, it's a strange time for a bath,
Fran.

Honey!

Frankenstein. Frankenstein?

Frankenstein. Oh.

You German?

Swiss.

His bride.

That's what they call me in the paper.

What's my name?

I can't remember.

Hello?

Ginger. Ginger?

Just kidding.

Penelope. Penelope?

Penelope what?

Rogers.

Hmm.

Penelope. I like the photo.

His bride.

Frankenstein. Miss Penelope
Frankenstein.

It's got a ring to it.

Wanna fuck?

Might make it easier to sleep.

Maybe this will jog my memory.

No, thank you.

No, thank you.

Jesus, he's trying to be friendly.

I'm sorry.

I don't see what a dead body in Indiana
has got to do with a couple of monster

murderers in Chicago.

I've got a hunch.

Beloit?

Nope. Wiles.

Detective Wiles.

The name I was given was Malloy from
Chicago.

I am Malloy. Mirna Malloy.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry. We just have a couple questions
for you.

Is the lady detective?

Well, detective, technically no, but...
She's my secretary.

Kate seemed like a slam dunk, so I
figured why not give her a shot.

It's your first time?

That's no question for a lady.

Well, you're welcome to have a look
around, but I'm pretty sure this ain't

to have anything to do with your case in
Chicago.

Based on what, Sheriff?

Well, nobody seems to have seen anyone
fix the description that we've been

given. Figure that.

Never touch them.

I love one. Thanks.

I love one. Thank you very much. And it
wouldn't be very easy to miss those two

from the look of it. Smart man.

Yeah. You want to take some notes?

No. No pen.

Oh, those two didn't have anything to do
with this one.

But to give the lady and the monster,
gee, they'd be pretty hard to miss.

That's pretty funny out here in Indiana.

Let me ask you, this girl, anybody got
an idea for her?

Sounds like she got hit with the ugly
stick.

Right.

We're looking for each other. Yeah.

Seriously, we got any idea who she is?

You know, smoking actually kills the
appetite.

Are you watching your figure?

I hate it when you do that.

What's that?

Your asshole act.

Not funny.

I think it's hilarious.

It's how I get some of my best
information.

You do the detective work.

I produce the sheriffs.

I'm your gal writer.

I found it out in the field while you
were flirting with that cute sheriff.

Where are you going?

Wherever that train is headed. New York.

I got us tickets on the 1103.

I wonder what Ronnie Reed picture is
playing in New York these days.

Now it'll be Rogers.

I like Ginger Rogers.

Yeah, I get it.

What was it fucking like before the
accident?

That good, huh?

You think he's okay?

That man from the train?

I think he's... fine.

Yeah.

You all right?

My nerves sometimes.

It's hard to get a good breath in.

My clipping was right here. Oh, God.

Do you mind if we go to the movies?

And Carnegie is definitely better than
Langer's, but is it great? I mean, the

shrine man's side town is pretty good,
too.

What is that?

Rachel, what's that smell?

Pretzel.

Your favorite.

My favorite?

Really?

Wow.

Oh, my God.

I'm tired of all this second city
bullshit.

You're not hungry?

Dude, we have to protect the drink. We
already saw that one. Come on, let's get

this one out.

No, no, no.

They are not men with this.

They are dead bodies.

Dead. Just dead.

Zombies. Excuse me. The living dead.

Pops was taken from that grave. I'm
telling you something. For me to work.

I mean it. I can't. No.

No. No, no.

Oh, God.

Do monsters turn you on, Eddie? Oh, my
God.

Down, boy!

Fuck! Oh, fuck.

She said no, Eddie.

Of course, you can fuck him if you want,
old lady. I seem to remember it can be

very nice. Much nicer with a wet pussy,
Eddie. Promise.

Monsters.

They're monsters!

They're the...

go this way.

You're a genius.

You have to call me Penny.

Penny? Yeah, you know, like for sure.
Like Penny Pinscher, Pennywise.

Pretty Penny.

Penelope is an old lady. I did. I told
you.

Highbrow, it's also, you know, it's also
sad.

Low -quality. Low -quality, sad and
highbrow. Highbrow, yeah.

I don't know what it is, but I know that
you are the one.

Excuse me. The one.

Excuse me, sir.

Oh, Ronnie.

Mr. Reeve. Yes.

Oh, my.

My. God.

It's you.

It's me.

It's been Manchester in 1917.

All right. In the, uh... In the
vaudeville days.

It's huge. It's true.

They are, like, works of art.

1917. You smiled at me.

You were radiant.

I still have the ticket.

Well, thank you. You...

You'll be glad to know that I'm not
alone anymore.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I credit you

and you alone with my survival.

I'm so sorry, honey, but you're really
not my type.

I don't know. I don't know.

Definitely a sort of aroma now.

I'm always busting up. It doesn't matter
what I have.

Oh!

What the fuck?

Fourth amnesia, huh?

No problem. I've got brains.

Plenty of brains inside this
firecracker.

She's the brains behind that operation.

This is a brain attack.

Let him go.

Easy, boys.

Get on your fucking knees.

Please don't hurt me, please. I'm sorry.

What are you sorry for?

Did you do something wrong?

Something you thought you might get away
with?

Pressure, hurt, harm, injury.

Beating.

Belting, bludgeoning, clubbing.
Something niggling, huh?

Some little violence.

Breaking. Breaking!

Read all about it! I've got all the
stories.

It's a real cop shop in here.

You don't want to tip?

Lupino's paying off the commissioner.

Mr. Vito Lupino, the mob boss, murderer
of women.

Elsie, Lucy, May, Ray, all found dead
with their

tongues cut out.

Well, you know what they say.

Silence is golden.

I'm singing for my supper.

You just put the guns down. I'll tell
you all about it.

I'm tired of you. Get over!

What? Clutching your pearls?

You shoot whoever you want.

You cheated and you won. The dead are
angry.

Scared?

What did you do?

Yeah, you, sir.

And you?

What did you do?

Yeah, no one saw you push her head down.

Mrs. Alice Thompson.

Dead at 30.

Here, present.

You left her crying in the bedroom.

She ripped a slip on the way out, crazy
cunt.

Robin and Tegan.

That old saggy wife, dead.

Here.

Frances McBurn's hungry, dead.

I can hear them.

Here. Here, here, here.

They're all here.

Silenced, stifled, snuffed. The dead
have got something to say.

And I'm saying it.

Critical mass, the corrupt are going to
see. Life is here and it's coming to you

from the monsters.

Hold it.

My God!

Who are you? Frank!

What have I done?

That cop, he looks so surprised.

My God, I know.

It is fucking terrible, I know.

There's nothing left to do now.

We got two rooms over here. Check them.

Candle up with me.

Candle up with me.

Parenthouses of Park Avenue to the root
cellars of rural Maine.

Revolution is afoot.

Spurred on by a nameless monster outlaw,
women everywhere have been painting

their faces and taking to the streets.

Brain attack is their strange and
alluring war cry.

How's the family, Clyde? Annette, good?

Yes, Mr. Lupino. Thank you.

They're good.

And I hear you got a nice side dish,
too.

Tasty.

Not so much anymore, sir. It's a lot at
home with the baby, so I can't really

find the time. Come on, Clyde. It's not
just the baby that needs a nice titty to

suck on now and then, huh?

getting your dick sucked.

Ha, baby face.

I get a little nervous when a mole is
talking about singing for her supper.

Canary talk and the like.

Invoking my name before a bloodbath.

That's in poor taste.

She knows a lot more than she should.

She was always alive while this one.

The commissioner will tell you where
he's telling them.

Take care of it.

Sir, we took care of it.

It doesn't look taken care of to me.

All taken care of.

Nothing to worry about, boss.

We put her in a hole.

What's the baby's name, Clyde? Oh, the
baby?

It's Frank, sir. It's Franklin.

Oh, good name.

Clyde, cut her tongue out.

I like it as a souvenir.

Oh.

Thank you, sir.

And send my love to your lovely wife,
Annette.

Wow, wow, Annette, huh?

16 copycat murders in two weeks and the
feds want to pin them all on her. Just

frothing at the fucking mouth. 17.

The only one they have on her is the
topic criterion and that was self

It's no question.

Self -defense?

She was pointing her gun at a police
officer. She wasn't trying to kill

She was just talking. She was talking.

You disrupt the status quo and they are
fucking on you.

Wow. Are you thinking of joining the
movement? The whole world is on fire

lady criminal. It's turning them on.
Imagine if they got this excited over a

lady astronaut or a lady brain surgeon.
Or a lady detective.

Or a lady detective.

Oh, yeah.

Touché.

They were spotted last night at a county
fair just outside Fredonia, New York.

It's about four hours from here.

She looked right at you at that party.

You having another hunch?

Like you were old friends.

You know, a lot of ladies look at me
like that.

You know ones I haven't met yet?

I know.

Keep your head in the game, detective.

I'm good. Hey, I'm great.

Muy bien.

Where we headed next?

Granger Woods is in New York, but I have
another idea.

Of course you do.

Harvest Honeymoon, MGM, 1931.

Louisville, Kentucky.

Warren, Ohio.

The Singing Soldier, that's an early
one, 1927, when he had a brief contract

with 20th Century Pictures.

Then we have Heartbreak Holiday, 1931,
Kansas City.

Kansas City, Kansas or Kansas City,
Missouri?

Kansas. Kansas?

Every single town they've hit over the
last two weeks has something to do with

Ronnie Reed picture.

Now they've beat Waterlock State.

What does it mean?

They gotta be headed to Niagara Falls.

What? The shotgun wedding, 1929.

MGM. Huge hit. They even made a sequel
in 1933.

Yeah, how was it?

Awful. Horrible.

You're one hell of a secretary.

Jake? Yeah?

If we get them, I want my name on this
one.

Well, that is not up to me.

But you know that.

Incredible! You've been?

Only in the movies.

That is the most romantic proposal in
Hollywood history.

Shotgun wedding.

Was ours romantic?

No, I can't remember.

Our proposal?

It was sublime.

Sublime. Tell me. Oh, my God, we'd be
driving.

I was driving.

Always, always. And you were sulking and
moody. I didn't know why I was trying

to make you laugh. You wouldn't fudge.

Nothing. No dirty jokes.

Nothing. And then you turned to me and
you said, Don't you ever want to get

married, Frankie?

And I said,

Oh. I sure do want to get married, kid.
And I reached inside my jacket

where I've been keeping a ring.

For a week. A big ruby? A big ruby.

Yeah. And you were saying, no, no, no,
no, no, because you were crying. You

didn't want it to be like that. But I
said, do not say no. No, kid.

Don't say no.

Pretty pain.

And then I said, yes.

Well, it's usually how it goes.

And then what?

Then we had champagne and oysters.

Oysters? Yeah, oh, you were a fiend for
oysters.

You couldn't get enough of lobster, you
don't remember?

We went to that little place by the sea.

Well, what happened to the ring?

Oh, we had to own it to pay for the
fucking oysters.

Is everything okay?

What's happening?

Huh?

What do we do?

I don't know. He wants you to stop.
Stop?

Yeah, he wants you to stop, stop, stop,
stop.

Stopping!

Huh? What do we do?

Tell him I'm sick.

Hmm?

Be nice to him.

Be nice to him?

Hiya, ma 'am.

You have any idea how fast you were
going?

No, sir.

So I can just put any number I want on
the ticket, then?

I'm just joking.

License and registration, please.

Do you know what you need to open up a
tight little oyster?

What? A little muscle.

I'm just joking, too.

You got a dirty mouth.

I guess I do.

You okay?

Yeah, he's, uh, he's sick, my uncle.

Oh, sorry about that.

License, please.

You don't have your license?

No.

What's your name, ma 'am?

Ginger Rogers.

I'm just kidding.

Again.

Penelope Rogers.

Pretty penny.

I'm going to need to have you step out
of the car.

Hands on the hood, please.

Ma 'am.

Ma 'am?

Do you like poetry?

There once was a countess of Bray.

And you may think it odd when I say that
in spite of high station, rank, and

education, she always spelled cunt with
a K.

Gotcha, didn't I?

Want another one?

Where's your fight, girl?

Where's your rage?

I thought you were a monster.

It was written, this body for sale.

And on her behind, for the sake of the
blind.

How kind, how kind.

It was the same information.

In braille.

I've got another one. I would prefer not
to. Just one more.

There once was a miner named Dave who
kept a dead whore in a cave.

When asked, did she smell, he replied,
what the...

Someone

ought to cut you.

Fucking tongue out.

No, thank you, Mr. Lupino.

The commissioner already told me.

Nothing to worry about.

Anybody in the market for a bride?

I think we should get a takeout at the
Cinematown.

If they hit it, that would be their
sixth film in two weeks.

I mean, who doesn't love a movie after a
double homicide?

Are you hungry again? Should I get you
something to eat? I think I'm just going

to go out.

Go for a walk, get a little fresh air.
Looks like green.

Yeah, I'll meet you at the movies.

Killing time.

I'm killing time. I'm killing, killing
time.

Oh, God.

He's married, but he seems so protected
anymore.

I'm so hungry.

Let me get a roast beef and a chop chop.
I feel like I'm going to faint.

I agree.

Did I pull that man's tongue out?

I don't know.

Did I pull that man's tongue out? I
don't know.

There was blood running down his chin.

That's too much, Mary.

I don't want this.

I don't want this.

No, I'm not.

No, no, no.

Insurrection.

Mutiny.

Outbreak? Coup?

I'm revolting.

I'm revolting.

Frankie, was I just the same before the
accident?

Huh?

Honey. Was I just the same before the
accident?

You were just the same.

Just the same. Just the same, except I
hadn't killed anybody.

Ida!

Come on! Ida!

It's Jake. It's Detective Miles. I want
to help. Stop! Stop! Stop!

Let me help you. I know you didn't want
any of this. Benny.

Ida. Benny.

Come on. Come on. Quiet.

Quiet! Quiet!

Ida. I got you into this.

I'm... This is my fault.

And I'm... I know you.

Yes.

Ida.

I'm a fucking coward. Come on, Benny.
And I'm so, so sorry.

Please.

I'd rather

been called something else

Who was that?

I don't know.

You don't know.

Either.

What was he so sorry about?

You fucked him?

You fucked him? I don't know. I don't
remember.

You don't remember?

Was he so forgettable or was he one of a
big crowd?

I want you to stay with your detectives,
Ida.

Penny, please.

Don't make me laugh.

I would prefer not to.

I guess beggars can't be choosers,
Frankenstein.

sandwich, extra cheese, extra bacon.

Thanks.

Sorry about your foot.

They aimed a little higher.

Are you in love with her?

Love's for the birds, Verna.

Are you okay? Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I thought she was dead.

I'm feeling pretty tired.

I'm going to have to shut my eyes for a
minute, Frank.

Is that your name?

What is it?

Edwin?

Buck?

Freddy?

You lie about that too?

Say, where are you from, Eddie, huh?

Mexico?

The North Pole?

You're a fucking black hole.

She was part of the Lupino case.

Her and a bunch of other girls working
as escorts, going out with top Wall

Street guys, gangsters, some of them.
She was drinking champagne and quietly

collecting all the little details.

Just when we were about to get the guy,
the girls were deep in.

They closed the case.

You know, when she heard it had been
dropped, she came by my office.

It was late.

She was just a kid. She probably wasn't
even 20, but the thing had really lit

her up. Lupino was running all sorts of
awful shit.

He said she'd do anything to keep it
from being dropped.

And it had lit me up, too.

Well, you slept with her.

So what? Yeah.

Did you get them to open their case back
up?

No, it wasn't up to me.

But you tried.

Okay.

I see.

I think if I was going to get married,
I'd like my mother to be there.

My dad, if he's around.

No, I'm not.

Obliterated.

Is that how you like your women?

Yeah.

I think... I think this is it.

You just let me know where I can drop
you.

Is your good?

Another girl we're working with, she was
something else. She was so damn

smart.

She got tagged, and they found her. They
found her tongue.

I'm just a crooked cop.

She's right. I am.

I'm bad news. I just do what they tell
me.

I called the chief. I'm resigning on the
condition I can choose my replacement.

What is it?

It's nothing. It's nothing. It just
knocked the wind out of me. She shot

the cop.

It's not that.

You're not breathing right.

It started when you said that you were
leaving.

I'm sorry. You're not cut out for that.
You can't go to the hospital.

No, not the hospital.

I know where you want to go, Frank.

Sir, we have a lead.

Looks like they stopped at a gas station
outside of Garrett, Indiana.

Cream -colored Plymouth. Let's go. We
have... Myrna.

Don't let them kill her.

Don't smoke too much.

No more delay.

I got it. I got it.

Okay. Do not judge people, but when they
look like somebody I know, I try to

remember. And there was a scar across
his head, and this kid had a scar, the

same scar.

He'd been in a trench.

It was a trench scar. He'd taken a
bayonet to the head. How do you know?

I was in the trench with him. He took a
bayonet to the head. I remember the

doctor sewed him up.

Excuse me, Mom.

Could you tell me where I can find a
movie theater around here?

I will

be

docking in Algiers in the morning.

Yes.

Sergei will be waiting for you.

And Margot for you?

Yes.

I think this belongs to you.

Stay safe in your path.

I never said I wasn't, thanks.

Thanks isn't what I was looking for.

Could we have one last dance?

I'd like a souvenir, too.

Mr. Reed.

I'll break holiday.

No,

I should hit the road.

There wasn't any accident.

Everything we did, we did it on purpose.

I never knew you.

I never knew your mother, your friends.

We never made love.

You never agreed to marry me.

We found you in a pauper's grave.

So beautiful.

And bad.

Bad?

Yeah.

I don't understand.

I was dying of loneliness, and I wasn't
going to survive. What did you

do, Frank?

We dug you up from the ground, and we
brought you back to life.

Who did?

Euphronius, remember?

I'm a lady with the keys in Chicago.

Dr. Euphronius.

She can do that? She's a genius.

Well, what did you want with a dead
girl?

I'm the same.

Born from the dead.

Reinvigorated. Isn't everybody?

Ida. Ida.

I

am

a monster.

Yeah.

So am I.

Ida, I don't want to let you go.

I don't think that's my name anymore.

Yeah,

a new name.

Yes, yes, yes!

The bride.

Oh, I love it.

Oh, I fucking love it.

I want to obliterate you.

It's your mind that I love.

The bride.

Not till death do us part.

I love you till the end of time.

Because we were dead to begin with.

I want you.

I want you. I want you.

You feel me like I feel you?

I'm not anybody's bride.

I would prefer not to.

Who's there?

The bride.

The bride who?

Just the bride.

Yeah, that's good.

That's very good.

Not either.

Not pretty penny.

Not the bride of Frankenstein.

The bride.

That's good.

That's who you are.

Oh, God.

Frank?

Oh, Frank.

We'll need the thermometric scale.
There's going to be a Penrose radiation

emission.

Evaporation's already started.

Greta, please, the thermometer.

It's going to be okay, right?

Okay.

He's dead.

Yeah, but you're going to bring him back
to life.

No.

Well, what are you doing?

I'm recording the radiation emission in
scientific singularity. Doing my job.

It's been a few hours. I came straight
here.

I'm not going to tell anyone.

I'll do it. I mean, show me. Show me how
to do it. I can do everything.

That's impossible.

Doctor, you don't have to play dumb. You
told me everything.

It's okay.

I didn't want this.

I didn't even want him. I was dead.

Dead.

That was it for me.

I was fine.

You, you did this.

You did this, doctor.

I haven't asked for anything.

Anything.

Please. Can you help me? Help me now,
doctor, please.

Help.

Can somebody help me, please?

Can anybody help me?

to Washington full of rage?

Sadie McKibben's full of rage?

So much rage.

What about me?

Me too!

Me! Me too!

It's the dead end of revenge.

I just want so much.

You love him.

Till the end of time.

I had the romance of the century.

The last century.

George.

My George.

He was...

Astonishing.

No one would touch the work we were
doing, so we experimented on each other.

Relativity and simultaneity.

Time dilation. Ripples in the curvature
of space -time. But it didn't work.

Maybe we went too far.

A hair's breadth and he was gone.

So I brought him back.

I knew how to, and I did it.

It was extraordinary.

No.

He didn't remember me.

He was off.

He was a little off.

He couldn't find his mind.

Broke his heart.

So... I... I had to put him down.

Well, I'm a little off.

Maybe you should put me down.

We wanted to destroy what the scientists
called a well -behaved geometry.

The point at which all known laws seek
to be valid.

We wanted to see a disobedient geometry.

We wanted to know what it would look
like.

Well, what does it look like?

Looks like you.

Hey.

You see, they are dead.

It's over.

Doctor.

Where is the sergeant? Ma 'am.

Sergeant.

We need these men outside protecting the
perimeter.

There's been a lot of interest in these
cases, you know.

Let's let these ladies get dressed, and
I'll take them to the station for

questioning.

Can we please clear this room so we
don't lose any more evidence?

Excuse me, ma 'am. Who exactly am I
taking orders from?

This is a crime scene.

It belongs to the detectives now.
Where's the detective?

You are looking at her.

Also, you might want to check out the
young man climbing down the fire escape.

I have a few things I'd like to ask him.

Call it a hunt.

Give him a couple minutes.

All right, let's go.

I'll wait outside, Doctor.

And take as long as you need.

Never was there a tale so full of woe as
that of Juliet and her Romeo.

I saw the movie.

Never was there a tale so fine as that
of the

bride and her Frankenstein.

Doctor, we should sleep.

Greta? Yes, Doctor?

I would prefer not to.

I was working in the lab a late one
night with my eyes be held at any height

my mon -