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Victor: No…keep away…no
Hawuurgh!
(wake up)
Huh, huh!
(under tree)
Wurrgh-ah-ah! Wurgh, wurgh. Chick chick. Awah? Yaya yaya! Yuh!
Klaus: Very nice place. Welcoming.
Gnah.
Klaus: Watch out!
Gnnah! Gnnah!
De Lacey: Para-
Para-
De Lacey: -dise. Paradise. Write it out.
Paradise. My like. Nice Word.
De Lacey: Don’t be afraid. This is how I see. Please?
Gurrurrgh, eheh.
De Lacey: My, you have been in the wars. What happened to you? Where are you from? Where are your mother and father?
Par-a-dise. Hnagh!
(snowing)
White! What? White! What?
De Lacey: Where?
In the air!
De Lacey: That’s snow. It’s not very interesting- a natural phenomenon, no more. Now please stop leaping about, we need to concentrate.
Snow! Snow!
De Lacey: Sit! We’ve work to do.
Thank you. Today: original sin.
Original sin.
De Lacey: There are two schools of thought. One says that we are all made imperfect, and require the assistance of a higher authority- a deity- to overcome the sin of being born. The other school of thought- to which I subscribe- insists that when we leave the womb we are pure, that a babe in arms is untainted by sin, that evil is the product of social forces, and that God has nothing to do with how a man turns out, be it good or be it bad.
Me not do bad things.
De Lacey: I know you so not do bad things. You have a good heart. I know that.
Why my hungry?
De Lacey: Eh?
Why my hungry? Why no food for me?
De Lacey: I give you half of my food.
Still hungry
De Lacey: It is the condition of men to be hungry.
Not kings! Not emperors!
De Lacey: You’re learning fast.
Why my not a king?
De Lacey: I don’t know. Perhaps you are.
Yes! A king! Is my name?
De Lacey: I don’t know.
King what?
De Lacey: You have never told me your name.
Gnaaagh! Never heard. Not know.
De Lacey: You are a poor lost thing.
Lost thing.
De Lacey: But I have taught you how to speak! How to read! There is hope. Who knows what you may accomplish?
Hate me.
De Lacey: Who does?
Men. Women. Child. Dogs.
De Lacey: No, they don’t.
Throw stones. Beat me. Everywhere! Everywhere!
De Lacey: Peasants are ignorant people. They do not read like you and I. It’s an instinct to protect the hom, the family. Perhaps they are- frightened of you?
My look bad?
(silence)
Not like Agatha.
De Lacey: Agatha?
Beautiful wife!
De Lacey: Well, Agatha is beautiful, certainly- and Felix is kind. Let me introduce you to them.
No.
De Lacey: Why not?
Hate me.
De Lacey: No they don’t! They’ve never met you! Stay, and greet the, when they come home.
Snow! Snow! Snow!
De Lacey: Do you see the moon?
There. There it is.
De Lacey: Describe it to me.
Solitary.
De Lacey: That’s a good word. Good.
And sad, like me.
De Lacey: Why is it sad?
Because it is solitary.
De Lacey: Why are you sad?
Because with all that I read, all that I learn, I discover how much I do not know. Ideas batter me like hailstones. Questions but no answers. Who am I? Where am I from? Do I have a family?
De Lacey: You have us. My son will not turn you away, I promise you. Come along and say hello to him.
No! I have been reading Plutarch. The Lives of the Emperors.
De Lacey: Ah, yes, the founders of ancient Rome- men who showed that the world could be improved!
Why do men live in herds in cities? I cannot imagine a city. I cannot imagine Rome! The numbers are too great.
De Lacey: We band together to help one another, and do good.
But then you massacre each other!
De Lacey: Yes, it’s inconsistent.
I do not like inconsistent! Why must it be so?
De Lacey: I don’t know. That’s the way it is.
But how do I find out the way that it is?
De Lacey: I don’t know.
De Lacey! All the time you say that you don’t know- but you do know! Why do you grasp everything, and I nothing? Why must I learn it all, when it flies to you on the wind? - I am the one who stands outside the door. I see inside. But I daren’t go in.
De Lacey: What is it exactly that frightens you?
Everything! Everything! - Why do you live in a hut in the woods? Why not a great city?
De Lacey: Because I am poor.
Why?
De Lacey: Because an army came by, and they ransacked my university. And we were driven from the town.
Am I poor?
De Lacey: Yes. One day, though, you will find someone who will make you the wealthiest man in creation.
Will I?
De Lacey: Yes! A good man deserves it. You are good. Someone will love you.
What is love?
De Lacey: I do not know! You ran from a building? And this was in Ingolstadt? But the author of this journal says he’s from-
Geneva. He says he’s from Geneva. ‘Victor Frankenstein, citizen of Geneva-’
De Lacey: Frankenstein?
Where is Geneva?
De Lacey: To the south and west, many days’ ride. Read on.
‘Preparing a frame for the experiment, with all its intricacies of fibres, muscles and veins, is a work of great difficulty. Should I attempt the creation of a being like myself, or one of simpler organization?’
De Lacey: I’m here! Hold my hand.
I must run!
De Lacey: No, trust me! Trust me! Stay here- stay!
They will hate me!
De Lacey: This is my friend, he-
Good day, sir.
Felix: Get away from him! You! Get away!
Gnaaaaagh!
Felix: Leave my father be!
You promised!
(fire/war dance)
Ugh ggrr ugh! Wayaargh! Wayaargh!
What do they do when they feel like this?
Heroes, Romans- what do they do?
They plot.
They revenge.
I sweep to my revenge!
William: Twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine…
Hello. Boy.
William: Yes, sir?
No! Don’t turn around.
Guess who I am.
William: Are you a friend of the family’s?
Yes.
William: They you’re a judge, or a minister, perhaps.
I am judge.
Don’t look!
What’s your name?
William: William. What’s yours, sir?