Henry Frankenstein: Oh, what a wonderful vision it was. I dreamed of being the first to give to the world - the secret that God is so jealous of: the formula for life. Think of the power - to create a man - and I did. I did it! I created a man - and who knows, in time, I could have trained him to do my will. I could have built a race. I might even have found the secret of eternal life.
Doctor Pretorius: Sometimes I have wondered whether life wouldn't be much more amusing if we were all devils, no nonsense about angels and being good.
Doctor Pretorius: Isn't it amazing, Henry? Lying here, within this skull, is an artificially developed human brain. Each cell, each convolution - ready. Waits for life to come.
Minnie: It's Doctor Pretorius. He says he wants to see the Master. Most insistent.
Henry Frankenstein: Pretorius?
Minnie: He's a very queer looking old gentleman, sir. I must see you on a secret, grave matter, he said. Tonight. Alone.
Henry Frankenstein: Bring him in.
Elizabeth: Henry, who is this man?
Minnie: Doctor Pretorius.
Minnie: Doctor Pretorius? Pretorius? - - Wha-wha-what, what was the name?
Doctor Pretorius: Doctor Pretorius.
Elizabeth: Speak to me, Henry.
Minnie: Oh, my lady, he'll never speak again.
Elizabeth: I was foretold of this. I was told beware of my wedding night.
Minnie: Awwwww! Oh, look! My lady, he's alive! Awwww.
Elizabeth: Henry, darling.
Henry Frankenstein: Elizabeth.
Minnie: Oh, what a terrible wedding night.
Doctor Pretorius: Follow the lead of nature - or of God, if you like your Bible stories. Male and female created to them. Be fruitful and multiply. Create a race. A man-made race upon the face of the earth. Why not?