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Dr. Zahlus.

Now, baron?

Yes, but quickly.

Quickly, doctor.

A better piece of work altogether, my dear baron...

...than your previous efforts.

Be quiet.

Paulus!

Now lower the arm!

She's coming alive.

Raise the arm! She must come down!

Stop the sand!

Stop it now!

Paulus, get her down!

Will you stop the sand?!

God, we're losing her.

We're destroying her!

Will you do something?!

Will you do something?!

She's gone.

Mine.

Take your filthy hands off me.

For me.

Yes, she's for you.

For me. For me!

No.

For me.

Don't be so impetuous.

For me.

For me.

You fool! Lmbecile!

No.

Not mine.

Hate me.

You lie.

You lie!

Zahlus, the globe!

I don't know if you understand.

Un...

...- der...

...- stand.

You've had a terrible dream.

You're safe now.

Safe.

And you must sleep.

Sleep.

Bird.

Stop it. Leave me alone. Stop pushing.

Clear off.

Stop it. Let me go!

I've got to get going. Run away.

Stop it.

Leave me alone. Leave me alone.

Go on. Get out. Go away. Run away.

Leave me alone.

Go on, clear off!

Run away.

Go on, get out of here.

Leave me alo...

Well, thanks for that.

Man?

Yes, I'm a man.

In every sense of the word, if you catch my drift.

My name, in case you're interested, is Rinaldo.

What's yours, sir?

No name.

Oh, no name. Incog., on the run, eh?

Well, there's nothing wrong in that.

I myself am on this road to Budapest...

...where I intend to join a circus.

We can walk together if you like. If you want the company.

Come on.

It's a long way to Budapest.

You know, you look a bit like the circus type yourself.

A strongman, stake-driver, stall-mucker.

There'll be lots of work for the likes of you and me, no questions asked.

Also, since we are going in the same direction...

...it occurs to me that a gigantic fellow like you...

...might set a tiny fellow like me right up on your shoulders...

...and not even know he was there. What do you think?

Give it a try?

Up there?

Rinaldo?

No, no.

Gently.

Understand?

Gently.

Gently.

Now, up on your shoulder.

Very good.

Very comfortable, indeed.

Come on.

Rinaldo.

The secrets of the universe.

Really, Charles, you won't get at those with machines.

Poetry, lewdness, women, wine.

- Those are the ways to wisdom. - Which you've undoubtedly achieved.

No, my experiments blow up in my face, just as yours do.

But in my case, only the heart is wounded.

And how's our guest, Mrs. Baumann?

She hasn't waked all day, baron.

Sir.

You have a guest here, Charles?

Not exactly.

An interesting medical case referred to my care.

A girl found in the forest near Brucor.

She'd apparently been struck by lightning and robbed of all memory.

She knows nothing of herself. Not even her own name.

But can you cure her? And if not, is she pretty?

She's quite remarkably beautiful.

And I wonder if curing is what she needs.

You mean that she might be taught a thing or two?

She might be taught everything, Clerval.

Think of it. She might be made into anything.

The most pliant of mistresses.

I might make the new woman.

Independent, free. As bold and as proud as a man.

A woman equal to ourselves.

Charles, please.

Who...

...are...

...you?

My name is Frankenstein.

Who...

...am...

...I?

I shall call you after the first woman:

Eva.

Eva.

She's got away!

Baron? Oh, there you are.

Get up and cover yourself.

Mrs. Baumann!

She's shameless! I just went to fetch her to clothe her.

She doesn't understand, Mrs. Baumann.

And you must teach her the ways of polite society.

Bring her my robes from the university.

They should do until she's ready for fashion.

What is circus?

I'll show you the circus when we get there.

It's exiting. You'll love it.

There'll be work for me and work for you.

Work?

And then, well, the world will be our oyster.

There'll be no stopping us.

Hungry.

I...

...eat...

...chi... Chin.

No!

I...

...eat...

...chicken.

There.

Nothing tastes as good as a fresh chicken done on the open fire.

What a team, eh? What a team.

Good.

Hungry.

Not good.

Haven't you ever heard of sharing?

Share?

Didn't it ever occur to you that I might be hungry too?

Hungry?

Eat food.

No, no.

I only want my share.

Look.

Now...

...eat food.

Now correct me if I'm wrong...

...but I would say you've lived a long time on your own.

Alone.

Didn't you ever have a friend?

They make friend.

She hate me.

Oh, it was a woman, was it?

Well, you and I are bound to have a little trouble in that direction.

Tell me...

...was she anything like you?

Yes.

Like me.

Oh, well, that's a different story then.

What makes you think she hates you?

See me.

Scream.

She screamed, did she?

My guess is you gave up too easily.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Oh, she was beautiful, was she?

Yes.

If she was anything like you...

...I shouldn't be surprised if she was...

...the most beautiful creature on this earth.

Beautiful.

You know, I'm glad we had this little chat.

I always say, "You don't know a man until you know what his dream is."

Dream?

We've all got one.

It's the key to everything.

Dream.

You see, she has no difficulty in communicating.

The structure of speech is intact.

It's perfectly preserved.

Although she does have difficulty...

...in relating the words that rattle around in her brain...

...to what they actually signify.

But, have you taught her nothing but table manners and alphabets?

Tell the truth, Charles.

Nothing at all about men and women? You know what I mean.

The relation of the sexes does not interest us here, Clerval.

She is still, in every sense of the word, a child.

And I have no patience with your oriental morals in this regard.

She's not even aware of herself as a sexual creature.

Oh, well, you'll get round to it sooner or later.

Everyone does.

You have very little imagination.

You can't see that she may one day be destined for a new kind of love.

The love of equals.

And you will teach her this love of equals, will you?

That may be the last thing I teach her.

Before your statue, like Pygmalion's, comes to life.

One day, Clerval, she will astonish you.

My dear Frankenstein, I only hope that one day she will not astonish you.

Good food. Chicken.

No, no.

Leave the chickens.

We've had enough of chickens.

I have a much better idea.

Hungry.

Beautiful.

Have a look on the wall.

It must be there in front of you.

Turn round. I can't reach.

Yes, sir.

- Please... - What?

- Please... - State your business, man.

Hungry.

Hungry?

- Want food. - Food?

I have no food here.

Money for food.

So that's it, is it? Yes, money for food.

What would the world be...

...if every beggar got his living just by asking for it?

Keep talking.

Hungry.

I shouldn't wonder. Those who will not work will not eat.

And that, my son, is part of God's plan.

It would be no charity to fiddle with the Lord's wisdom.

Now let's get out of here.

Thank you.

- About time. - Ah, ale-ho!

- Rinaldo. - Come along!

I cut the bastard's throat from ear to ear.

Here, what's this little runt?

Clear out, you little pygmy. We don't want your sort round here.

- You'll be wanting a beer, then? - Yes, we will have a drop or two.

My friend, here, will lift me up to the bar.

We'll have two pints of ale, please, sir.

Drink.

You'll like this.

Thank you.

Good health.

More.

More.

Another pint for me...

...and something more capacious for my friend here.

Fill him up a pail.

Thank you.

- Good health. - Good health.

Good!

He likes his ale, huh?

Another pint and another pail.

Thank you.

- Good health. - Good health.

And now, some more for my friend.

Stop them! Help!

That should sober you up, you pair of troublemakers!

- Head. - Don't say that word.

And the pain is not the worst of it.

It's the remorse.

The bitter, bitter remorse.

Is not drinking a sin?

Head.

And does not sin lead to repentance...

...and repentance to remorse?

Bitter, bitter remorse?

There's a lesson to be learned here.

And I hope to God I never learn it.

The world is so big!

What's this?

What's the matter?

Are you tired?

Head goes around...

...like a bird.

Stops.

Well, that's very odd.

Never mind, we'll rest soon.

There's a long way to go to Budapest.

We want to reach there refreshed and renewed, don't we?

Budapest.

It's nuts and cake to a couple of sharp fellows like us.

Nuts and cake.

Nuts and cake.

There.

That should do it.

Now, give me your shirt.

Give it to me. You can't walk into Budapest with a shirt with rips in it.

Come on.

That's right.

Come on.

Oh, my.

Here's a man who's been mistreated in his life.

Not a real man.

Stuff and nonsense.

I've been around the world...

...and I've travelled with many men for a long way or a short way...

...and I can't say I've ever had better company than I've had with you.

You're a man to be reckoned with in my books.

You're a man of virtue.

A friend?

Yes, I'm proud to call you that.

And I think it's time you had a name.

No name.

I don't ask for your real name.

I shall give you one.

You'll need one in Budapest.

- Give me name? - Yes.

What name?

Viktor. That's it, Viktor.

It means, "He will win."

- Viktor. - Yes.

"He will win his heart's desire."

Budapest is just the beginning, you see?

When we've made our fortune...

...you can return home with lots of lovely things for your lady friend.

And I... Well, I have a dream too, you know.

What dream?

- Venice. - Venice.

I've always dreamed of going to Venice.

I've been told all the streets are made of water.

Can you imagine that? All the streets made of water.

I must find out if it's true.

- Viktor. - Viktor.

My friend.

Viktor.

He will win.

You must always be firm with a horse, Eva...

...and calm.

You must never ever show fear.

Guide him with the reins, gently...

...with great conviction.

Eva!

I see you already have a feel for it.

He knows what I want him to do.

How far can we go?

As far as you like.

- What's that? - That's a murderer.

Rinaldo.

- We're here, Viktor. - Budapest.

I think we're going to like it.

Rinaldo, look!

There'll be plenty of horses where we're going, Viktor.

- Look, Viktor! - What?

Toffee apples! Let me down, quickly.

Two toffee apples, please.

Viktor?

Viktor.

Viktor!

Out of the way, you beastly little man.

Take that! That!

And so, Punch, you are a wicked, wicked man.

- Indeed. - Let me take you by the hand...

...and lead you to a promised land...

...where you can beat upon the souls of those wickeder than thee.

No, Mr. Devil!

There you are!

Excuse me.

- Viktor. - Rinaldo.

What do you think you're doing?

Men, little men. He comes, he steals her.

And he comes and hits and hits...

Splendid, marvellous, brilliant drama.

- Can we go now? - Yes.

Yes.

- Like Budapest. - I told you I'd get you here.

He doesn't look well at all.

Rinaldo.

What is that?

That's an elephant, Viktor. Would you like to ride one of those?

Yes.

Look!

- There's someone to look up to. - Yes.

Circus.

We're here, Viktor.

- Fire! - Don't worry, Viktor. Don't be scared.

Excuse me.

Now, wait here a minute.

The fact is that I don't need a midget.

Not a midget, Mr. Magar, "the" midget.

I have here a document signed by Wilhelm Kastor...

...the renowned doctor and phrenologist of Cracow...

...stating that I am without doubt the smallest living human...

...on the continent of Europe and in all the Russias.

I've got documents that say the same...

...from every midget that ever worked for me.

The fact is that I don't need a midget.

The fact is that the public are sick of midgets, and so am I.

The fact is that I need somebody who can drive tent pegs.

Hey, hey. You, you.

Give him the mallet, and everybody stand well back.

Now...

...hit that stake with a hammer and knock it right into the ground.

Tell him not to drive them so deep.

He's got the job on trial, half wages. I still don't need a midget.

We sign on together, or not at all.

All right, you can have one wage between the two of you.

- To start with. - Take it or leave it.

We'll take it.

Take the ape and go and set the rest of the stakes.

Follow me.

And now let's see what you can do.

- I do my act on the trapeze. - How interesting.

Just watch this.

This should be fun.

I stand up here and wobble a bit.

That's very exciting.

Then I tell a few jokes about how scared I am.

They love it in Dubrovnik.

Then I start to swing a bit.

And then I say, "Oh, my God, I'm feeling dizzy!

I don't think I can hold on much longer."

It's quite easy. I fix it up top before I fall.

It's attached to the harness. It gets them on their feet.

Monkey.

I've seen it before in Prague, hundreds of times.

Who the hell goes to Prague? Lt'll do.

I should think it will.

You and the ape can sleep in the properties van, if he fits.

He's not an ape. His name is Viktor.

That's how it's done.

- What's that? - It's the old monastery.

A very old and sacred place.

- May we go there? - If you wish.

It's where we all come, sooner or later.

To the grave.

When we're dead.

What is dead?

Sleeping.

Sleeping forever.

One day we go to sleep and don't wake up.

I don't think I could sleep that long.

Come up, will you?

It's not healthy here, Eva.

What is this?

That was a monk.

This?

Yes.

I've told you about bones and skulls, haven't I?

This was a man?

Yes.

And this is what we look like underneath our faces?

Yes.

Can I take it with me?

No. It was laid to rest here.

This is where it belongs.

I didn't know she was your daughter!

Get in!

We're in business now, my friend.

We're on our way.

Fame and fortune lie ahead, and all our troubles are behind.

What are you thinking about?

I want to ride horses.

One day in the city, and he wants to be a gentleman.

Riding horses!

I don't know.

Baron!

Baron, wake up!

Get up, Baron!

- What on earth is the matter? - She's gone!

Gone?!

I heard her call out. She was dreaming.

She said she'd gone to the monastery...

...and she left her books there and had to go fetch them.

I went to get some brandy to calm her.

When I got back, she'd gone. She's nowhere to be found.

I've searched everywhere, from the cellar to the roof.

Steady.

Who am I?

You're Eva, my ward.

Where's my father?

He's not here.

No one knows who your father is, Eva.

Where did I come from?

From Brucor, where you were found.

I want to go home.

To my home.

I can't send you home.

I don't know where that is.

But I can give you a life here and now...

...if you trust me.

I'm so cold.

Water.

Water.

- Hey! - Excuse us!

Rinaldo!

Rinaldo!

Out of the way! I know what I'm doing! Clear off!

Rinaldo.

Oh, no.

I'm feeling dizzy.

I can't hold on much longer. I'm going to fall!

Out of the way!

You idiot! I told you to get out the way!

Take a bow. Take a bow!

Thank you!

Monkey and the ape.

You were terrific!

Take a bow!

- Thank you. Thank you. - Thank you.

Rinaldo and Viktor!

Of course he can do it, but it'll cost you.

- Full wages. - Out of the question.

You ought to be paying him double. He's doing the work of three men.

Why don't you take a walk?

I prefer to deal with the ape on my own.

If I go, he goes. That's the way it is with us.

Why don't you let him speak for himself?

My friend.

All right. Full wages, on trial!

It's a deal.

Come on, Viktor. We have to practice.

Thank you.

I don't like you, Rinaldo. I don't like you at all.

That's something to remember.

We're late, Mrs. Baumann.

Very like a lady, isn't it, sir?

Remember everything I've told you, Eva...

...and be calm.

I will.

My lady.

Madame countess, the Baron Frankenstein and Eva, his ward.

Run along and play, my dear.

Countess.

You have become a stranger to us, Charles...

...and I think it's very wicked.

Absent, my dear countess, but hardly a stranger.

I'd like to present Eva, my ward.

Delighted.

Tell us, my dear...

...how you came to the house of Frankenstein.

The baron is a distant relation of my family in Budapest.

When my father died and left us without any means...

...I was obliged to throw myself on the mercy of the baron.

She's very gracious, Charles. Is she not?

The baron has told me, if I wish to learn graciousness...

...I must sit at your feet...

...since you are the very soul of it.

And so very well-spoken.

Richard llI was a much maligned character by historians.

I don't think he was as grotesque as they make him out to be.

Eva?

Henry II had no right to the throne whatsoever.

Charles...

...Count Malova was speaking of Shakespeare's Richard III.

I'm sure I have no opinion on the subject.

I find his histories less satisfying than his fantasies.

What?

The histories have a musty air, I think.

He was happiest when he was dreaming.

Who is this girl?

I think all books have a musty air.

And I find all talk of them intensely alarming.

Those who make history needn't read about it. Need they, sir?

Charles...

...she'll break a few hearts, will she not, before she is done?

Perhaps.

Have you gone mad?

I was frightened.

Of a cat?

You never told me about cats. I thought it was a tiny lion.

Will someone please get that woman out of the ring?

You come down! Oh, my baby!

I don't feel well.

I'm feeling dizzy.

I can't hold on much longer!

Oh, no!

Get out of the way!

- Thank you. - No!

Oh, you're a naughty boy.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Anyone can do the trapeze act.

It's the ape that gets them on their feet.

The ape would work for peanuts if it wasn't for that dwarf.

I don't like that dwarf, Bela.

I don't like him at all.

We're almost there.

The song of the gondoliers...

...the woman of your dreams.

You can buy a lot of shiny, sparkly stuff with a coin like that.

She was beautiful.

Like stars.

She walks in beauty, like the night

That's poetry, Viktor. Poetry.

Hates me.

None of that now.

None of that.

Remember, follow your heart, and you'll be fine.

Follow your dream. It's the key to everything.

Secret.

Miss, I would hardly presume to talk to you since we haven't been introduced.

- I saw you at the countess's. - Yes, of course.

But not formally introduced, only announced.

Don't be ridiculous.

Tell me your name.

My name is Josef Schildman.

My name is Eva.

Eva.

I'm delighted.

What do you think you're doing?

Horses.

The man's a genius.

- I want to ride a horse. - You do?

I think that can be arranged.

Go on, up!

Ride?

Ride.

He wants to ride a horse!

Ape man!

Go on, get him up!

Did you hurt yourself?

What do you think you're doing? That's my friend!

Now, leave him alone, he's done nothing...

No!

Come on, let's go.

Back to work!

Good day, Bernard.

Why is the door to the tower sealed off?

There was a fire up there.

The wall was damaged. It's not safe.

Why have you never repaired it?

I've no need of the tower.

Why were you thrown out of the university?

Who told you that?

The young officer from the countess's.

I met him while I was riding. He was lost.

He was lost?

Hardly seems likely, does it?

Anyway, I wasn't thrown out of the university.

I left.

Who found me in the forest near Brucor?

A woodcutter found you.

You were unconscious.

He brought you to a doctor in the village, and he sent for me.

And no one recognized me?

No.

You'd apparently travelled a great distance.

Inquiries were made as far away as Budapest.

There was no response.

It's strange, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

You're a complete mystery, my dear.

A genuine enigma.

Where's Rinaldo? The elephant's sick. You have to go on.

- Rinaldo... - Never mind, I'll find him.

- Bela, he was... - I know. He just told me.

Well, hurry up, then. We're on!

Rinaldo.

Thank you very much!

Ladies and gentlemen...

That's my baby!

My baby! Oh, my baby!

That's my baby!

That's my baby!

Look, get out the way!

- There's no danger! - You get down here!

Rinaldo.

It's been cut.

Bela.

Get me out of here.

It'll spoil the show.

Yes, the show.

Rinaldo.

Rest.

Rinaldo.

Viktor...

...you must leave here.

No.

- Take this. - No.

- Take this. - No, Rinaldo.

Take the gold...

...and go and find the woman of your dreams.

Rinaldo.

Just follow your heart...

...and you'll be fine.

I don't have a heart.

Of course you do.

It's breaking.

Rinaldo.

I suppose Venice is out.

Oh, no.

Rinaldo.

Rinaldo.

Rinaldo.

Rinaldo.

- He's dead, Viktor. - No.

Leave him.

My friend?

Rinaldo.

I love you...

...my friend.

Now, where is it...

...you little runt?

Shut up.

You always go too far. We had to leave Prague because of you.

It was your idea. You wanted the gold.

- You told me to do it. - I said I didn't like the dwarf.

I said I wanted him out of the way, but I never...

I know what you said, and what you wanted. And you got it, so shut up.

But I never told you to cut his harness! I never...

Murder.

Murder!

Murder! Murder!

What are you doing here?

I'm going.

Going now.

Well, I didn't mean to frighten you.

You have no other place to sleep?

Going up the road.

Where are you going?

Far.

Far away from man.

Someplace unknown.

Where men don't go.

Like the Congo, you mean?

Or like America?

Yes.

You have a long journey ahead of you then.

Here, take this. You might need it.

Go on, take it.

Take it for luck.

Godspeed to you, sir.

Wait!

Please.

Why are you looking at me that way?

Do I know you?

No.

Where have you been all day?

Riding.

What have you got there?

I met a strange man at the monastery.

A poor wretch who was passing along the road.

Are you sure it wasn't your cavalry officer...

...lost again?

What are you talking about?

A token of affection from one of your admirers, perhaps.

- I told you, it was a poor... - Whoever he is...

...he has very poor taste.

Don't speak to me that way. How dare you.

Eva!

No, no! Buy!

Buy.

Well, why didn't you say so?

What exactly did you have in mind?

Something...

...for ladies?

Something for the ladies?

My friend, you're in luck today.

I have in this van...

...the largest selection of baubles and sanitary sundries...

...known on the continent of Europe.

What will it be? Silks?

Accessories?

Ornaments?

Sparkles.

Like stars.

- Jewels? - Jewels!

And don't I have them.

Like diamonds...

...rubies, eh?

I'm not saying they are diamonds and rubies.

I'm not saying they're...

...anything but cut glass.

But don't they sparkle, sir?

Don't they...

...shine?

- How much? - Well, how much have you got?

I...

...imagine it would take most of that.

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

That will do.

Thank you.

- Hope she likes them. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening to you.

- I've never seen the baron so nervous. - It is his ball.

This way.

Take this, Mrs. Baumann.

Oh, very beautiful.

Voil�.

Thank you.

Baron?

- Excuse me, won't you? - Of course.

I think he's upset because she went upstairs with the young man.

This is delightful.

Good evening, sir.

Perfect skin.

Like alabaster.

Yes.

Yes.

Come now, Charles...

...we're but children picking up shells...

...beside the great unexplored ocean of the truth.

And what is that ocean, if not man's boundless imagination?

- Keats' Prometheus is a case of... - Shelley's Prometheus.

Keats, my dear, if you don't mind.

- Keats never wrote anything remotely... - Don't interrupt us!

The trouble with free women is they're free to despise us.

It's a risk that I find unacceptable.

"Prometheus Unbound...

...by Shelley."

Who is she, Charles?

What is she?

What do you mean?

Sometimes her eyes...

...they're not like a woman's.

Let me ask you a question, Clerval.

Whose Prometheus is it now?

Magar, he's here in Brucor!

He's here!

- Who's here? - Viktor, the man who killed Bela!

I'm telling you, he's here! It's the same man!

The ape!

- Let's get him! Come on, lads! - No, let's get the bailiff!

The man's a monster!

He's wanted for murder!

And he's passing through town at this very moment.

Do your duty, man!

Very well. Very well!

Come on. Come on.

Come along.

There he is!

- Come on! - Get him!

This way!

After him!

Come on, head him off this way!

Get him!

Murderer!

Spread out!

- This way! - Spread out!

This way!

Here he is! Here he is!

I've found him!

That's for Bela.

- And that's for me. - Come along. That's enough.

- Is she coming down? - No, sir.

- Go and fetch her. - Sir...

- Go and fetch her, I said! - I can't, sir.

Mrs. Baumann...

She isn't here, sir.

Then where is she?

Sir, I don't know, sir.

Mrs. Baumann, you tell me where she is...

...or I swear I'll break your arm.

She went in a carriage, sir.

Whose carriage?

Whose carriage?

Tell me.

Tell me.

Captain Schildman, sir.

She made me swear.

You will leave this house immediately.

Your employment here is terminated.

When you said you would do what you pleased, I hardly thought...

I shall kill you for this.

As you like, sir.

And you may choose the weapons. I'm skilled at all of them.

Put your clothes on.

This may not make a difference, but she means nothing to me.

She flung herself at me.

Get away from me, both of you!

I took up the challenge. I am a man, after all.

I can't believe you'd do this to me.

To you? What has this got to do with you?

A woman should do as she pleases, just like a man. You taught me that.

It's different with us, Eva.

- We belong to each other. - I don't belong to you.

You don't own me like a mare.

You don't own me like a mare.

You taught me many things. You fed and clothed me.

But I can make my own way now. I can pay you back.

There are things you don't understand.

What things?

I've told you enough already.

You must trust me. And you must obey me.

I will not obey you! I will not!

Don't provoke me.

I will provoke you.

You lied to me. There was no girl found near Brucor!

Don't insult me!

- Because I won't have it. - You won't have it!

You won't have it! Who do you think you are?

You continue like this...

...and I shall tell you.

Tell me then.

Tell me!

You taught me out of books, but I have a life of my own.

You didn't create me! You didn't create me!

As a matter of fact...

...I did.

I sewed you together out of corpses.

I brought you to life by means of an electric charge.

I created your body...

...just as I created your mind.

And I can uncreate it too.

I don't know what you're talking about.

No?

Then you soon will.

These are my journals.

Records of certain experiments.

I'm sure you'll find them interesting.

The hands of the corpse could not be salvaged.

New ones must be grafted...

...onto the existing limbs.

What are you weeping for?

Your mystery is solved. You ought to be pleased.

Where is he?

Where's who?

The creature I was made for.

Oh, he's dead.

He perished in the fire, I'm sad to say.

I am alone.

There is no one else in the world like me.

Oh, I think you've missed the point.

It's true I made you to mate with that abortion.

But I quickly saw the foolishness of that.

You were fit for finer things.

What do you mean?

I taught you many things.

I made you my equal, in thought and reasoning.

The last thing I meant to teach you was to love.

And you nearly jumped the gun.

Except I caught you...

You forget I made you out of ashes.

- I can reduce you to ashes again. - You can do what you like!

You can take apart the body you put together...

...and take away the life you gave me, but you cannot have me. Not ever!

Not even if you murdered me and raised me up 1000 times...

...you cannot have me!

I made you for a wedding.

Your wedding night has come.

Why postpone the inevitable?

Eva!

My friend.

Help me, yes?

Please.

Help me.

Come back!

Come back, I say! Stop, thief!

Halt! Stop there!

Stop!

Bitch!

You!

Always afraid of fire, weren't you!

Don't go.

It is you.

Yes.

I have a name.

What is it?

Viktor.

Viktor.

That's a good name.

It means, "He will win."

Yes.

Do you know who made you?

He hurt you.

He's dead.

Do you know who I am?

Yes, I know.

Then you must tell me everything.

I have so much to tell you.

The world is so big...

...it's so full of things.

Remember, follow your heart and you'll be fine.

Follow your dream, it's the key to everything.