Frankenstein vs. The Mummy (2015) Movie Script

(eerie music playing)
(water dripping)
Did anyone see you?
Don't insult me.
There's another list in there.
I need another delivery
next week,
same deal as before.
Just this?
It's the last of it.
Listen to me.
This time it is imperative
that this specimen
be as fresh as possible.
Zero decay, fully intact,
no incisions. You understand?
Yeah, I get it.
As from now we don't
know each other.
You don't acknowledge me,
you don't mention my name.
You see me in the hallway,
you look the other way.
Got it?
Not even a cup of coffee?
I'm serious, Carter.
Don't worry, Doc.
I'm not looking
to make any friends here.
Hey, Doc...
Have a nice night!
Morning, class.
Welcome to
the Philosophy of Medicine.
What is philosophy? Anyone?
Female student:
The study of wisdom.
Yes, very good.
Male student:
The nature of existence?
The nature of existence.
What does it mean to exist?
That's a tricky one, I know.
It's like asking what is
the meaning of life, isn't it?
Why are we here?
Why must we die?
Must we die?
Where does it say we must die?
Obviously we,
and that is to say
all living organisms,
are bound by certain laws of physics,
laws that ensure that we age,
that our molecular structure
breaks down over time.
Why must our shells be so
vulnerable to our surroundings,
the elements, each other?
These laws are against us every day,
but laws can be broken.
It is our job to make them obsolete.
So, what are we
really trying to do?
We've already achieved
quite a bit, haven't we?
Just look at our advances
over the past hundred years.
The black plague is nearly a fantasy,
a bed time story to tell our children.
Limbs are being fused with machines,
science fiction is becoming reality
- and yet we continue to strive.
- (bubbling)
Why don't we just plateau?
What is it that we
are trying to achieve?
Male student: Immortality.
The nature of existence is
to continue to exist,
but who continues to exist?
The gods.
The gods live forever
and they are everything
we long to be.
Well, I have news for you.
They're us.
We are them and they are us.
God is not a boundary, it is
an achievement.
Each and every one of you
chose this field
because deep down you realize that
the two most important things
in this world
are to give a life or to take a life...
...and to wield that power,
why that is to wield
the hand of God.
(suspenseful music plays)
OK, class,
I'm sure most of you know
that I've been away
on an expedition in Giza
for the past couple of months,
so I thought
it would be pretty cool
if we talked a little bit about
the great pyramids.
Now everyone knows
that pyramids were tombs
for ancient Egyptian kings,
but more importantly,
they were a symbol of supreme power.
A place where
kings transformed into gods,
but how were these
divine monuments built?
(soft laughter)
Aliens? Of course!
Just out of curiosity,
a show of hands.
How many of you actually believe
that aliens built the pyramids?
Come on, guys!
Do you not have any pride
in your own species,
in human potential?
For all the shameful things
we've done over time,
this is something spectacular and
you want to take it away?
But, Professor K., you've got to admit
the evidence is all there.
I mean we couldn't build
those things today if we wanted to,
let alone 4,000 years ago.
There's no way.
Look, just because
we're not building pyramids
in modern society
doesn't mean we can't!
Priorities have changed.
I mean,
do you really think that
the US government
would cripple its resources
and employ 100,000 people
just to prove that
we can build pyramids?
OK, so how did they
transport these 50 ton blocks,
without the wheel, hundreds of miles?
I don't know!
Laser beams,
teleportation devices!
First of all, limestone blocks
didn't weigh 50 tons.
It was more like two and a half,
and although they did have
the wheel,
they used something just
as effective called the sledge.
Imagine Santa's sled,
only bigger.
And if you're familiar
with the Nova Experiment
then you would know
that a two and a half ton block
can be easily dragged by
as few as 12 men.
Male student: A lot of people
disagree with you.
You know that, right?
- A lot of people?
- Uh-huh.
You know, at one time...
a lot of people
thought the Earth was flat.
At one time,
a lot of people thought
that a lot of other people
were witches
and burned them at the stake!
"a lot of people" just means
a lot of stupidity
and I'm really hoping
this class prevents you
from turning into one of them.
(soft laughter)
(school bell ringing)
Can I carry your books, teacher?
Victor, how are you?
Better... now that you're here!
I've brought you something.
What's this?
Your welcome home present.
Aw Victor, but you
didn't have to do this! Thank you.
Well, I wanted to make sure
you didn't forget
about our date tonight.
Date? Did we have plans?
- Funny!
- Of course I didn't forget!
So, how was your expedition?
Did you bring back something amazing?
Word travels fast, huh?
Yeah, I've heard some things!
Oh, yeah? What sort of things?
Like maybe you came back
with one man extra?
Um, technically,
that's confidential
information at this point.
- So it's true?
- I didn't say that!
Come on!
What time's your next class?
Not for another 40 minutes.
- OK, follow me!
- Yes!
Naihla: Hey, Isaac!
Isaac: Good morning!
This is my friend Victor,
he's a professor here.
- Nice to meet you.
- Yeah, you too.
Isaac is an anthropologist who
was a member of our team in Giza.
Ah, very cool.
We were just popping in.
Would you mind if I show
Victor our new guest?
Oh no, no, course! Come on!
Naihla: Here he is!
(suspenseful music playing)
Victor: This is incredible!
It's not every day
that you get to stand
before an ancient
Egyptian King, is it?
Userkare, predecessor of Pepi I
from the Sixth Dynasty.
Sixth Dynasty?
Well that would make him,
what, 3,000 years old?
Yeah, give or take!
So, did you hear the news?
Well, supposedly Professor Walton
wants to perform
the autopsy Bi-org.
Bi-org? In England?
So I'm told.
Well what's the point
of shipping the specimen
all the way from Giza
to New York
if it's gonna end up
in Europe?
I don't understand why
we just can't do it here?
Supposedly he
wants to hire a biologist
from Bradford
that absolutely refuses to fly.
I think the professor
just likes travelling abroad
on the university's dime!
Yeah, I think you're right!
Victor: What happened
to his ears?
This doesn't look like decay.
It looks like somebody
removed them.
Very good. Very observant.
They were removed,
sliced off with a dagger
while he was still alive,
to be precise!
Naihla: Along with a few
other parts!
Oh, he must have really
pissed somebody off!
You don't know the half of it!
Userkare for a king,
I'm not familiar with the name.
Naihla: It would be
really impressive if you were.
So very little
is known about him.
That's what makes this
one of the most significant finds
in the past few centuries!
And according to Naihla,
one of the most dangerous.
Why dangerous?
- Isaac!
- What?
We uncovered a scroll
and it was Userkare's tomb.
It was in an ancient text
that we haven't seen before.
Naihla was able
to translate the inscription.
According to the scroll,
Userkare's soul was
still trapped inside his body,
cursed for all eternity.
Any who dared try to release it
are doomed to
an agonizing death!
Isn't that right, Naihla?
Yeah, something like that!
Oh, so how do you release the soul?
Well, conveniently that
part of the scroll is missing!
Of course!
Don't get too close!
It's not safe!
Userkare won't bite!
(laughs) I promise you!
good to see you again.
Naihla: I'm so sorry, Professor.
I know we're not permitted
to bring anyone up here.
It's all right, Naihla,
we'll make an exception
for the young doctor here.
After all, who better to aid us in
the study of ancient anatomy!
I'm afraid
I won't do you any good.
I only deal with the living!
That's unfortunate!
There's an ocean of knowledge
to be discovered
within the remains of Userkare.
And the curse?
Stories, Victor,
a fear tactic used in order
to prevent others
from tampering with the remains,
that's all there is.
I can assure you, my dear,
that Userkare's soul has long since
retired from this body.
Oh, gee, I hope I didn't
get you into any trouble.
No, not at all!
Professor Walton is
actually very fond of you.
He talks a lot about you.
Oh, really? What does he say?
That you're a whizz kid and
smarter than most of the people
that he's ever come across in
the field of medicine.
That's very kind of him.
Not true, but very kind!
Look, Professor Walton does not
mince words and he rarely
ever brags about anyone.
Personally, I disagree with him.
Is that right?
Yeah, I don't think you're
as smart as people say you are.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Why's that?
Well if you were smart then
you'd have asked me
out a lot sooner!
(both laughing)
Hey, better late than never!
I'll see you tonight.
Don't forget to text me
your address.
I won't!
(eerie music playing)
Good morning.
Morning, Professor.
(cars speeding by)
Carter: How's it going, pal?
You got any extra?
Pull up a seat, friend.
Thank you.
Man, how you eat this shit?
Oh, you get used to it!
I've eaten way worse!
Well, I'm sorry about that.
Well, this always helps.
It's freezing out here.
Is this where you sleep?
Right where you're sitting.
Isn't there a shelter
around here?
Some place warm?
I'd rather be in prison!
I've seen some things happen
in those places
you wouldn't believe!
I believe anything.
You know you're
not allowed to bring
personal belongings
to those places, right?
They're afraid you're gonna
smuggle in drugs or lice.
I had an orderly once throw out
my bag while I was asleep.
You see this blanket?
It was my daughter's.
I'd rather be out here in
the cold than to give this up.
Where's your daughter now?
Can't she help you out?
I don't wanna talk about that.
I understand.
It's a tough world,
no doubt about it.
I'll tell you what, pal.
Since you've been so
generous to me,
I'll be straight with you.
I'm not really in dire straits.
No. I make a decent living
over at the university.
- Come on!
- I'm serious!
I thought you looked too clean.
See, I'm telling you the truth,
and because I'm such a nice guy
I'm gonna help you out.
Oh, bless you, friend.
I knew you were a good man
when I saw you--
Easy now.
(muffled moaning)
Easy. It's for the best.
Just think of your daughter.
That's it, that's it.
That's it.
(suspenseful music playing)
So, tell me more about your work.
Clearly you love what you do.
I do, that's the reason
why I wake up in the morning.
What is it about archaeology
that excites you?
Lots of things.
It's amazing to see where
we came from,
how far we've progressed
or how little,
to uncover our
notion of knowledge
buried by the sands of time.
What's greater than discovery?
Can I ask you something?
Userkare, the curse...
Do you really believe
in all that stuff?
If I said yes would that be
a deal breaker for us?
No, not at all!
I'm just interested.
Don't patronize me.
I know you think it's ridiculous!
Whoa. I didn't say that.
You didn't have to,
I know your type!
My type?
Yes, your type!
You believe in science so
that probably means
that you're an atheist,
but judging by
your arrogant reputation,
my guess is that
you're most likely a Satanist!
A Satanist? Really!
Yes, a Satanist.
You believe that men are
their own gods.
What's wrong with that?
I just think it's sad if
you believe we're on this earth
for such short amount of time
just to end up
in a wooden box
covered in maggots.
Fair enough.
So what about you, Victor?
When did you first realize
that you wanted to get into medicine?
Um, at a very young age.
And, did something profound occur
that inspired you?
I just wanted to help people.
I suppose that's a good answer!
(suspenseful music plays)
- (gas hissing)
- (coughing)
(Walton coughing)
(coughing, wheezing)
Hey, listen,
I hope I didn't offend you
with the whole curse thing.
No, not at all.
You know, my grandfather
was an anthropologist in Cairo.
He led many expeditions
for over 50 years.
In 1932, he was part of a team
who discovered a tomb in Abusir.
There were many,
many great treasures.
Needless to say,
many of the men thought
it would be a good idea to take
some home for themselves,
all but my grandfather
who knew that it was cursed.
He begged and pleaded with the men
to leave the treasures
behind, but no one listened.
And within a year,
every single person
on that team was dead.
Except your grandfather? Wow!
There are powers on this earth
greater than anyone can imagine.
My grandfather believed this...
...and so do I.
(air whooshing)
(eerie hissing)
(faint screeching)
(air whooshing)
(high-pitched hissing)
(door slamming)
It's gotten even colder,
if you can believe that.
I've got you a sandwich
if you're hungry, Professor.
You haven't eaten since this morning.
- Do you want me to get help?
- I'm all right.
Well, you don't look all right.
What happened in here?
(eerie music playing)
What's that?
It's the eye! Jesus!
Where did you find this?
It was embedded in his ribcage.
(stifled laugh)
This guy,
he's full of surprises!
It's incredible!
Oh, this is easily the oldest
symbol of the Eider day.
The boys are gonna go ape-shit
when they see this!
You know, technically we don't have
to tell anybody about this.
You could call up that
rare antiquities dealer in Dubai.
It would be our little secret.
Oh, come on, Professor!
I'm just joking!
(gasping, choking)
(suspenseful music playing)
(heart beating)
I had a really great time tonight
and so did my belly!
Good, I'm glad!
Can I tell you something?
Of course!
I've never told anybody
what I'm about to tell you.
I guess I've never felt
this close to anyone.
I did get into
medicine for a reason.
My mom killed herself when
I was just a boy.
I found her in her bathtub.
She had slit both her wrists.
(soft music playing)
I stayed with her for days,
you know.
She was like a block of ice.
It wasn't until around
three days later
that the cops showed up.
They had to pull me
away from her.
I remember they had to pry
our fingers apart.
Victor, I'm so sorry.
It shouldn't have to be that way,
it doesn't have to.
Victor, look at me.
I'm so sorry.
You know what I wish?
I wish that I'm wrong
about everything...
...and I hope then when I die
I'll get to see her again...
...just to see her smile.
(siren blares in background)
(music playing)
(bells ringing)
(eerie music playing)
Isaac! Professor Walton?
(water dripping)
(heart beating)
Professor Khalil!
God, Professor. You scared me!
Skittish as a kitten.
Who's been tampering
with the remains?
What do you mean?
Well, here,
look at the chest cavity.
Something was removed.
Oh, yes, that is odd.
Was Isaac down here last night?
Possibly. The last I saw
of him was yesterday afternoon.
I'm sure he would have called me
if he'd found
anything of significance.
Well that's what concerns me.
Isaac wouldn't have done this
and he's not even
authorized to do so.
(high-pitched hissing)
Professor, are you all right?
Yes, I'm fine.
Lately I've been
having these horrible migraines.
Well maybe you should
go home and get some rest.
No, I've got a lecture to give
this afternoon.
I'll be all right.
- Are you sure?
- Oh, yes. Quite sure.
Victor: Need some help?
Victor, what are you doing here?
Spying on you!
I can see that!
What have we got here?
"Ancient Egyptian Spells
and Mysticism".
Don't even...
I didn't say anything!
This book looks like
it's about 300 years old.
Why did you leave this morning?
You're mad at me?
You could have said goodbye.
You just looked so peaceful
I didn't wanna wake you.
I'm here now, right?
I suppose it's better
you didn't startle me anyway.
I'm not used to having
a man in my bed
and I keep a very large knife hidden
underneath my mattress!
Good to know
for future reference!
Future reference?
What makes you think
you'll ever be back
in my bed again?
I can think of a few reasons!
So when can I see you again?
- Tonight?
- What time?
Eight o'clock.
It was during this
borrowed time with Osiris,
that Isis conceived a child,
(high-pitched hissing)
(muffled hissing)
Longing to
avenge his father's death,
Horus challenged Set to
a series of contests
which lasted nearly 80 years.
After endless battles
of strength and wit,
the gods
declared Horus the victor
and the rightful heir to
the throne of Egypt.
(high pitched hissing)
Walton: I'm sorry.
You'll have to excuse me.
And that's
all there is for today.
(students muttering)
Lenora: Feel better, Professor.
Yes, thank you.
Lenora, isn't it?
Professor Desai told me
you were her brightest student.
She also told me
that your dissertation was
exceptionally good.
I don't know about that!
Don't be modest!
You're a beautiful,
intelligent young woman.
I'd like to talk to you
about an internship position.
It could be extremely
advantageous to your career.
Why don't you stop by
in my laboratory
later this evening so
we can discuss it?
I don't know what to say,
thank you.
It's my pleasure.
Ten o'clock all right?
Ten o'clock is perfect.
- See you tonight.
- Bye, Professor.
Tuesday, February 2nd, 2014,
Time is 7:26 pm.
Subject has retained
animation for one month,
one hour and 18 minutes
and 18 seconds to be exact.
Appendage has shown considerable signs
of rejuvenation despite independence
of blood vessels in major arteries.
Base color of the specimen
is now an off-yellow as opposed
to the heavy bruising that
was evident only a few days ago.
(glass clinking)
Sensitivity in specimen is
becoming more acute.
(sound of flesh cutting)
Current reflex to pinpricks
suggest discomfort or even pain.
It's warm.
The serum works.
The data is conclusive.
Full body reanimation is a go upon
final delivery of specimen.
(faint clattering)
Who's there?
Jesus, Carter!
Carter: I've got to hand it to
you Doc, for a lab rat,
you have excellent taste in women!
Professor Khalil.
Tell me, Doctor, how she smell?
You gotten those panties yet?
Did you bring what I asked for?
- Got it right here.
- Let me see it!
That's perfect.
Oh it's fresh, Doc, real fresh.
So fresh there's probably some
marbles still
roll around in there!
That's the idea.
Good work, man.
Business first.
Oh and Doc...
There's one mighty issue
we need to discuss.
What's up?
Well, since this item was
a little harder to come by,
five grand
just ain't gonna cut it.
What are you talking about?
We said five grand for delivery.
- What are you doing?
- Renegotiating our agreement.
I know it stings, Doc...
...but it is what it is.
Jesus Christ, what are
you doing down here?
I mean the limbs are one thing
but you've got enough chemicals
down here to...
wipe out a small country!
Don't do that!
Take it easy, Doc.
Listen, moron, a lot of this stuff
is highly combustible.
We wouldn't want
anything nasty to happen to you.
You're alright, Doc.
Nice to see you haven't lost
your sense of humor.
Just tell me what you want.
I want 30 grand
in exchange for the brain.
Don't say you ain't got it.
I've seen that silver
spoon sticking
out of your ass the minute
I laid eyes on you.
You want me
to pay you 30 grand
for something I can lift
from the University morgue?
Thirty grand just ain't
for supplies.
For me keeping my mouth shut.
And if you say no,
I'll blow the lid off
this demented little
science experiment here.
You think I won't
bring you down with me?
You can try!
But I don't think you want
to be accessory to murder.
(suspenseful music playing)
What are you talking about?
You said you wanted fresh!
That's right, Doc,
so if I were you,
I'd quit making threats.
You're insane!
I'm insane?
You know one of these days
you need to look at yourself
in the mirror, Doc!
What the hell is that?
(dramatic music playing)
What the fuck?
Victor: Fuck!
(knife slicing)
(Victor breathing heavily)
(strained grunting)
(breathing heavily)
(suspenseful music playing)
You, greedy mother fuck!
It was perfect!
(suspenseful music plays)
(strained grunting)
(action music plays)
(electric saw whirs)
(alarm blaring)
- Live!
- (discharge sound)
- Yes!
- (electronic fizzling)
Yes. Come on, live.
- Come on!
- (fizzling continues)
Come on! Come on, live!
- Come on, you son of a bitch!
- (rapid beeping)
No, no, come on, live, live!
Come on!
(alarm blaring)
(powering down)
No, no, don't do this to me!
Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Fuck! Fuck!
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
(rapid beeping)
Professor Walton?
Hello, Professor?
Extraordinary, isn't it?
Oh, Professor!
I'm sorry,
I have the tendency to do that.
It's OK.
Well... what do you think?
It's amazing, so well-preserved.
You'd be amazed at how well
preserved he actually is.
Would you like to touch him?
Go ahead!
No, I shouldn't!
Oh, come on.
He won't harm you.
Walton: Doesn't it feel just
like worn leather?
Hard to believe this was
once warm yielding flesh,
just as alive as you and I are
at this very moment.
So, um, did you want to discuss
that internship with me?
I'm selecting three students to
assist me in Userkare's autopsy
at Bio Ark in York.
I want you to be a member
of my team, Lenora.
I'm flattered. Yes, I accept.
I could see the passion
in your eyes this afternoon
when you were listening
to my lecture.
Did you enjoy it?
Yes, you tell it so well
it's almost as if
you were actually there.
Sometimes I feel as if I were.
You know there
are many similarities
between Osiris and Userkare.
Really? Like what?
Well, for instance,
like Osiris's brother, Set,
Userkare was also an usurper.
He murdered
his own father, Teti,
and succeeded
his older brother, Pepi,
the rightful heir to the throne.
But Pepi eventually
became king, didn't he?
So what happened to Userkare?
Userkare was a tyrant,
a monster.
It wasn't long before those
closest to him
conspired with Pepi to put
an end to his reign of terror.
He was betrayed by his
own guard and put to death,
but not before his sensory organs
were removed, one by one.
First his tongue, then his nose,
next his ears.
His eyes were allowed to remain
so that he would be able to watch
as his phallus was sawn off
and thrown to the dogs.
The infamous brain removal tool--
he was still alive
when the priests
began to embalm him.
Oh, my God!
Legend has it
that Pepi summoned
a powerful sorceress to cast
a spell upon Userkare's soul.
A spell that would prevent Userkare
from ever entering the joyous gates
of the afterlife
and all the glories that it--
(Lenora screaming)
please let me go, please!
(splattering, squelching)
(heart beating)
(suspenseful music playing)
Please, don't kill me!
Oh, God, don't!
Professor Khalil.
(speaking in foreign language)
I shall bring her to you,
great king.
(suspenseful music playing)
(metallic clattering)
Oh, fuck!
(heavy breathing)
I did it!
It's alive.
It's alive!
She didn't mention to you
where she was going?
Anything wrong?
Naihla: Professor?
What's going on here?
Can I... help you, miss?
Oh, it's alright.
She works here.
It's Professor Khalil.
Oh, do you mind if
I ask you to step outside?
I'd like to have a few words with you
once I'm done here?
- Sure.
- Thank you. Just be a second.
(hushed talking)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, take it easy!
Nobody's gonna hurt you.
The subject is aggressive.
He's only displaying primitive
and animalistic behavior.
- I guess the transplant...
- Water!
What did you say?
(attempts to speak)
- Water!
- You can speak.
- Water!
- Water.
Of course! Um...
Here you go.
- (grunting)
- Mmm!
It's good, huh? Refreshing?
Victor: Subject spoke.
He asked for water.
There's no telling what
he's capable of at this point.
What about... words?
Can you read this word?
What does that word say?
Come on!
Come on, I put those
vocal chords in there myself.
I know they work.
- Cat!
- Cat, yes!
That's very, very good!
Very good! And this word?
How about that word?
Psy... Psy...
You can read on your own?
That's incredible!
What about the book next to it?
- Chloroform.
- Chloroform, yes... Hey!
You wanna write something, huh?
Anything at all.
- Food!
- Food, yes!
(angrily) Food!
Yes, food!
If you want something to drink,
of course you want food!
If you need anything else,
- just let me know.
- I will, thank you.
- Morning, Professor.
- Morning.
sorry for the disruption.
I'm not gonna need
that much of your time.
- So you're a cop?
- Detective, actually.
- What's going on?
- Do you know this girl?
Her name was Lenora Samuels.
She's a student here.
No, I've never seen her.
Well, she attended
Professor Walton's lecture
yesterday afternoon.
Now, a friend of hers said
that she paid him a visit
last night at the lab.
She hasn't been seen
or heard since.
Are you familiar with any of this?
No, I haven't been to the lab
since yesterday morning.
The old man inside...
does he have a habit
of inviting young girls
down to his office after hours?
Not that I know of.
I appreciate your time.
Um... If you hear or see
anything, please let me know.
- Thank you.
- Excuse me, Officer.
Would you mind telling me
what Professor Walton told you?
Well, he invited her down
to discuss an internship.
They talked for a few minutes
and then she left.
That's it.
So... if you hear anything.
Thank you.
(suspenseful music playing)
What's going on, Professor?
Just a misunderstanding.
Poor girl.
I certainly hope nothing
has happened to her.
Well what was
she even doing down here,
and what is this internship?
What are you talking about?
The board has allowed me
three undergraduate assistants.
I offered one of the spots
to Lenora and
she graciously accepted.
Well the board didn't
notify me of this.
Well you do work for me and
naturally the board
would inform me first, yes?
Have you heard
from Isaac lately?
I haven't, and neither has
any of his family.
You were the last person
to talk to him, weren't you?
That sounds like an accusation.
Just exactly
what are you implying, Naihla?
You tell me, Professor!
Tell you? Tell you what?
You're talking nonsense,
utter nonsense.
It seems as though your
headaches are getting worse.
It's not so bad.
They come, they go, they pass.
Come here.
I've been meaning
to show you something.
That's it, closer.
Do you remember that
chest cavity you discovered?
I found something intriguing
that might interest you.
Why don't you
have a look for yourself?
See for yourself.
- No!
- What?
Don't be silly!
Come back here!
- I have to go, Professor.
- Naihla, we have work to do!
See you later tonight!
Professor Kahlil!
Professor F!
Missed you in class today.
I had to leave for a few hours,
family emergency.
Oh? I hope everything's OK.
Yes. Everything's fine.
What was your name again?
- William.
- William, right.
I just want to tell you that
what you said in class last week
about wielding the hand of God...
I just wanted to tell you
how inspiring that was.
Oh, thank you,
I really appreciate that, William.
No, thank you
and it got me thinking
about a lot of things
and I wanted to tell you--
Listen, I'm in a bit of a hurry.
We can talk about this
next week after class, all right?
I just wanted to tell you
that I read about your work
in Switzerland.
My what?
Your work... in Switzerland.
You know, with Dr. Grunner.
How did you hear about that?
If you dig deep enough,
you can find anything.
Is it true?
About the experiments?
Reanimating dead tiss--
You listen to me right now,
you little shit!
You don't tell a soul
about that, do you hear me?
You keep
your goddam mouth shut.
OK, I'm sorry.
I just... I thought that
maybe I could help you,
Naihla, hey, wait up!
- What do you want?
- Look, I'm sorry.
I know I fucked up.
Are you just gonna walk away?
You know, Victor?
I really thought you
were different from most guys.
- I actually fell for it!
- Naihla...
I fell for it and you
got what you wanted. Bravo!
That is not true at all!
I care about you, Naihla.
I'm just involved
in some things that I can't...
- I don't know how to...
- Victor, really.
You don't have to stand here
and try to explain yourself to me.
Do what you have to do,
whatever is most important.
Look, no hard feelings, OK?
I'll see you around.
Let me make it up to you.
Just give me another chance.
I don't wanna lose you, Naihla.
That stuff I told you about
when I was a kid...
I've never let anybody in
like that.
I can't even explain it.
It's just when I'm with you...
I feel connected.
Please, I have to see you again.
Just give me a second chance.
- What's that on your hand?
- It's nothing.
Jesus, is that a bite mark?
where were you last night?
Answer me!
What aren't you telling me?
I'm working on something, OK?
Working on what?
I can't tell you.
- Can't tell me?
- I will, I promise,
as soon as the time is right.
you just have to trust me.
Why are you looking
at me like that?
I have to go.
(engine starts up)
(suspenseful music playing)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music plays)
(suspenseful music plays)
Victor: Hey.
Sorry that took me so long.
Look what I've got!
There you go!
Smells good, huh?
Victor: Tasty?
Victor: Mmm.
Whoa, whoa, hey!
You're eating too much, too fast!
Your digestive system
can't handle that much food yet.
Fine, suit yourself.
You're just gonna
get sick again.
(glass clanking)
- Give me that.
- Monster: Get away!
(chains rattle)
- Naihla, stop screaming!
- Victor, what is that thing?
Calm down! Stop screaming!
- Let me go! Let me out of here!
- Calm down! Fuck. Naihla!
Naihla, please! Don't.
Please, just let me explain.
I'm gonna take my hand off
from your mouth.
You have to promise me
you're not gonna scream.
What did you do, Victor?
- What was that thing?
- I did it, Naihla!
Did what?
That thing you saw down there,
that living, breathing creature...
I created it!
I reanimated it from dead tissue!
I gave it life!
This can't be happening!
Do you understand
what I'm telling you?
I've defeated the very thing
that has plagued mankind since
we first perceived our
own mortality.
I've cheated death!
I don't know who you are!
Don't say that.
Stop looking at me
like I'm insane!
You are, Victor! You're just too
blind to see it! Now let me go!
Please, Naihla, just calm down.
- I'm gonna scream!
- Naihla...
If you don't want 50 people here
in the next two seconds, you'd
better let me go right now!
Naihla, please!
Just don't say anything!
- (chains rattling)
- (grunts)
(suspenseful music plays)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(suspenseful music playing)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(loud bang)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
Dean, come in.
Dean, where the fuck are you?
Dean: Yeah. What do you want?
You've gotta get down here--
- (growls)
- (screams)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
(indistinct speech over police radio)
Oh, my God!
Monster: Hello, Doc!
What do you want?
What do you think?
I want out of this rotting corpse.
Your flesh will rejuvenate.
It takes time.
There is no time.
If you transplanted my brain
into this body that means
you can transfer it into another.
I don't know
what you want me to do.
You're gonna find me another body
A young, healthy body.
Not one comprised of the dead.
I can't do that.
Well, you don't have a choice.
I can't just kill someone!
You killed me!
You were threatening me!
Well, I'm threatening you now.
If you don't do this for me,
you'll never see Naihla again.
Don't touch her.
I'm gonna pay her a visit tonight.
I'm gonna bring her to a place
where no one will ever find her
and no one will hear
her screams.
It stings, doesn't it?
Can you feel that?
That pain can be so much worse,
believe me.
I can make you suffer more
than you ever thought possible.
do this for me.
Afterwards, I'll take you to her
and you'll never see me again.
Carter, please.
I'm not Carter.
I'm just a monster.
Let's see if you still have
that address.
Stoney Brook Lane, man.
I know just where it is.
Son of a bitch!
I'll fucking kill you!
Sit tight, Doc!
I'll be back soon.
Don't touch her, you hear me?
Don't you touch her!
- Oh, God!
- (rats squeaking)
(rats squeaking)
Jesus Christ!
(Userkare growls)
Help! Help!
(knocking on door)
Who is it?
Who's there?
Victor, is that you?
If you don't answer right now,
I'm calling the police.
(cell phone vibrates)
Victor, is that you?
Why won't you answer me?
(knocking on door)
(suspenseful music plays)
- Operator: 911 emergency.
- Yes.
Someone's trying to get in my house.
- Can you please send help?
- Operator: OK, just stay calm.
What is your location?
2670 Stoney Brick Lane.
Operator: Sit tight.
The police are on their way.
Oh, my God!
Operator: Ma'am, I need you
to talk to me.
They just cut the power.
I'm really scared!
Please hurry!
Operator: Everything's gonna
be OK, don't worry.
Is the intruder in the house?
I don't think so, but I don't know.
Operator: Make sure all
the doors are locked.
Are there any other ways into
the house? Basement, backyard?
No, everything's locked.
Operator: Windows?
(wind whistling)
Hello, Professor.
So nice to see you again.
What do you want?
My, you're so beautiful.
Please, stop, please!
If you scream,
I'll tear you into shreds.
Look at me.
- No.
- Look at me!
You see what he did to me?
Your loving Victor?
Where is he?
What have you done to him?
Nothing yet.
I need him
to get me out of this body,
and you're gonna ensure
that he does it.
It's been so long since
I've tasted a woman like you.
We're leaving now.
But first,
I want you to give us a kiss.
Stick out your tongue!
I said stick out
you're fucking tongue
or I'll rip it
out of your throat.
No, no, no, no! Let me go!
(dogs barking)
(music playing)
Professor, why?
You were right, Naihla.
You were right.
The curse is real.
Userkare lives...
...and he wants you!
He believes
you're the sorceress
who damned
his soul for eternity.
I hope you've had extensive training
in the black arts.
You're gonna need it!
No! No!
(groans loudly)
Don't scream!
Don't make
even the slightest sound.
He will kill you.
Walton: I did as you asked.
Here is the one you seek.
(speaking in foreign language)
What do you want?
Break the spell
and release his soul.
I can't!
I suggest you try.
If you fail,
his cruelty knows no bounds.
Professor Walton,
please, help me!
I'm sorry, Naihla.
There's nothing I can do.
What good is your magic
and ancient spells now,
Don't despair, my king,
we shall find the one
who will undo the spell!
(speaking in foreign language)
My lord, don't listen to her!
She sets a trap to ensnare you!
You, lying little bitch!
(Userkare growls)
That was a good try, my dear!
Unfortunately, not good enough.
(speaking in foreign language)
Naihla: Victor!
Naihla, I'm over here!
- Victor!
- Naihla, I'm over here.
Oh, my God, Victor!
Help me break these chains!
- No, get back!
- What? Where did you get that?
I said get back!
I'm so sorry.
Look at me. I'm so, so sorry.
- Are you OK?
- Yes.
It's gonna be OK, but we've
gotta get out of here now. Go!
Victor: Holy shit!
Come on, Victor,
we have to get out of here!
(Userkare growls)
(coughing, struggling)
(speaking in foreign language)
No! Victor!
Naihla, run!
(blade cuts through air)
(Naihla hyperventilating)
(strained groans)
(speaking in foreign language)
(both growling)
What the fuck?
Oh, my God!
Victor, you have to try
and get up, OK.
I'm right here. Let's try, OK?
- Let's go. One, two, three!
- (groans)
Victor. It's OK, just breathe.
Just breathe, OK?
Take deep breaths, OK?
(growls triumphantly)
Victor, please,
don't let go of me!
Monster: Motherfucker!
No, no!
You made this happen!
Monster: You did this!
Now I am trapped in this body.
No, no, no, please don't do--
You'll like this face.
Just remember,
he did this to you!
(Naihla struggles)
Naihla: No! Please!
Naihla: Victor, come here!
I don't want you to die.
I came back for you.
Stay with me, Victor.
It's OK. Help is gonna come.
You're gonna have one
hell of a story.
Is that so?
Don't talk, don't talk.
Second pocket.
No one must know.
You have to promise me
you'll destroy...
I promise.
I promise.
It's OK.
I love you, Naihla.
And I love you too, Victor.
- (exhales)
- Victor.
(slow music playing)
Victor's voice:
The subject is aggressive.
He's only displaying primitive
and animalistic behavior.
- I guess a transplant...
Monster: Water...
What did you say?
(tape rewinding)
Tuesday January 14th 2013.
My name is Victor Frankenstein
and I'm about to embark
on a journey of discovery
that will change the world forever.