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Fredrick: Would you mind telling me whose brain I did put in? Igor: And you won't be angry? Fredrick: I will *not* be angry! Igor: Abby Someone. Fredrick: Abby Someone. Abby Who? Igor: Abby Normal. Fredrick: Abby Normal. Igor: I'm almost sure that was the name. ![]() |
Igor: I ain't got no body. And, nobody cares for me. Yakka, yakka, yakkita ya! Hah! Fredrick: Eye-gor! Igor: Frodrick! ![]() |
Fredrick: Alive! It's alive! It's alive!![]() |
Elizabeth: Oh, you men are all alike. Seven or eight quick ones, and you're off with the boys, to boast and brag. You better keep your mouth shut! Oh, I think I love him! ![]() |
Igor: Allow me, Master.![]() |
Fredrick: You stupid, ignorant, son of a bitch, dumb bastard! Jesus Christ! I've met some dumb bastards in my time, but you outdo them all! ![]() |
Fredrick: What a filthy job! Igor: Could be worse.... Fredrick: How? Igor: Could be raining. ![]() |
Fredrick: Then you and Victor were..??..? Frau Blucher: Yes! Yes! Say it! He was my boyfriend! ![]() |
Inga: The monster got part of your wonderful brain. But what did you ever get from him? Fredrick: Hhmmmmmmmmmm... Inga: No! Oh! I don't believe..! Oof! Aah! Oh! Oh! Oohhh!!! ![]() |
Inga: I'll be right back.![]() |
Fredrick: In spite of our mechanical magnificence, if it were not for this continuous stream of motor impulses, we would collapse like a bunch of broccoli!![]() |
Fredrick: It....Could....Work!!!![]() |
Fredrick: Ladies and Gentlemen, May I present, for your intellectual and philosophical pleasure, The Creature!![]() |
Fredrick: Where is it? Inga: What? Fredrick: There's always a device. If I can just spot the triggering mechanism.... ![]() |
Student: But what about your grandfather's work, Sir?
Frederick: My grandfather's work was Doo-doo!![]() |
Blind Man: Wait! Where are you going? I was gonna make espresso!![]() |
Fredrick: That's Fronkensteen.![]() |
Frau Blucher: I am Frau Blucher. Horses whinnying. Igor: Steady! Fredrick: How do you do? I am Dr. Fronkensteen. This is my assistant, Inga. May I present, Frau Blucher. Horses whinnying. ![]() |
Fredrick: Give my creation.....LIFE!!![]() |
Fredrick: Good Night.![]() |
Frau Blucher: Good night, Herr Doctor. Fredrick: Good night, Frau Blucher. Horses whinnying ![]() |
Igor: You've got it, Master.![]() |
(Sound of darts being thrown) Fredrick: Nice grouping. Inspector Kemp: Thank you. ![]() |
Fredrick: Eye-gor, would you give me a hand with the bags? Igor: Certainly. You take the blonde, and I'll take the one in the turban. Elizabeth: Ohhhh.. ![]() |
Fredrick: Hello, Handsome!![]() |
Elizabeth: Come over here, you hot monster!![]() |
Igor: Dr. Frankenstein? Fredrick: Fronkensteen. Igor: You're putting me on. Fredrick: No. It's pronounced Fronkensteen. Igor: Do you also say Froderick? Fredrick: No. It's Fredrick. Igor: But why isn't it Froderick Fronkensteen? Fredrick: It isn't, it's Fredrick Fronkensteen. Igor: I see. Fredrick: You must be Igor. Igor: No. It's pronounced Eye-gor. Fredrick: But they told me it was Igor. Igor: Well they were wrong, then, weren't they? ![]() |
Blind Man: Don't inhale, until the tip glows. Monster: Whaoooowww!! ![]() |
Fredrick: What's a matter with you people? I was joking! Don't you know a joke when you hear one? Ha, ha, ha.![]() |
Fredrick: What knockers! Inga: Oh, thank you, Doctor! ![]() |
Fredrick: Let's go!![]() |
Elizabeth: Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, sweet mystery of life at last I found you!![]() |
Fredrick: Mmmmmmmmmmm......mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... Inga: Mmmmmmmmm....the feeling is mutual. ![]() |
Igor: Nice working with ya.![]() |
Elizabeth: Oh my God! Woof! Creature: Mmmmmmmmmmm... ![]() |
Frederick: Pardon me, Boy, Is this the Transylvania Station? Boy: Ya, ya, track 29. Oh, can I give you a shine? ![]() |
Inga: Oh look, Doctor, a passagevay!![]() |
Elizabeth: Penny for your thoughts... Creature: Mmmmmmmm.... Elizabeth: Oh! You're incorrigable! ![]() |
Elizabeth: I put a special hamper in the bathroom just for your shirts. And the other one is just for socks and poopoo undies.![]() |
Frau Blucher: Your rooms have been prepared, Herr Doctor. If you will follow me? ![]() |
Frederick: Put the candle back!![]() |
Frederick: You are talking about the nonsensical ravings of a lunatic mind.![]() |
Inga: Hello. Would you like to have a roll in the hay? It's fun!![]() |
Inga: Roll, roll, roll in the hay.![]() |
Frederick: It's rotten, I tell you, rotten!![]() |
Frederick: Stand back! My God! He has a rotten brain!![]() |
Inga: In other words, his veins, his feet, his hands, his organs would all have to be increased in size. Frederick: Exactly. Inga: He would have an enormous schwanz-stucke. Frederick: That goes without saying. Inga: Oohf! Igor: He's gonna to be very popular. ![]() |
Elizabeth: Oohhh! Sweet mystery of life at last I found you. Oohhh! At last I know the secret of your arms.![]() |
Frederick: Are you saying that I put an abnormal brain into a 7 and a half foot long, 54 inch wide, gorilla? Is that what you're telling me?![]() |
Frederick: If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to, why don't you go where fashion sits? Creature: Putting on the Ritz. ![]() The whole 'Putting on the Ritz' song. ![]() |
Frederick: Igor, would you give me a hand with the bags? Igor: Certainly. You take the blonde, and I'll take the one in the turban. ![]() |
Frederick: Thank you, very much.![]() |
Inga: You've got to stop thinking about it. Why look, you haven't even touched your food. Frederick: There. Now I've touched it. Happy? ![]() |
Inga: Werewolf. Frederick: Werewolf? Igor: There. Frederick: What? Igor: There wolf. There castle. ![]() |
Fredrick: I thought I told you never to interrupt me while I'm working!![]() |
Inga: Yes, Doctor.![]() |
Igor: Yes, Master.![]() |
Igor: What is this? Fredrick: Schwarzwalder Kirschtorte. Creature: Mmmmmmmmmmm. Frederick: Oh, do you like it? I'm not partial to desserts myself, but this is excellent. Igor: Who are you talking to? Fredrick: To you. You just made a yummy sound, so I thought you liked the dessert. ![]() |
Elizabeth: Penny for your thoughts. Creature: Mmmmmmmmmmm. Elizabeth: Oh! You're incorrigable! Aren't you? Creature: Mmmmmmmmmm. Elizabeth: You little zipper-neck! ![]() |