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.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: An audience needs something stronger than a pretty little love story. So, why shouldn't I write of monsters?
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?