Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: You know, I'm a rather brilliant surgeon. Perhaps I can help you with that hump.
Igor: What hump?
Frankenstein: Damn your eyes!
Igor: Too late.
[A wolf is heard howling in the distance.]
Inga: Werewolf.
Frederick: Werewolf?
Igor: There.
Frederick: What?
Igor: [Points to moors] There wolf. [Points forward] There castle.
Frederick: Why are you talking like that?
Igor: I though you wanted to.
Frederick: No, I don't want to.
Igor: Suit yourself. I'm easy.
Igor: You know, I'll never forget my old dad. When these things would happen to him... The things he'd say to me.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What did he say?
Igor: "What the hell are you doing in the bathroom day and night? Why don't you get out of there and give someone else a chance?"
Igor: My grandfather used to work for your grandfather. Of course the rates have gone up.
Igor: Wait, master, it might be dangerous... You go first.
Igor: Two nasty lookin' switches over there, but I'm not going to be the first.
Frederick Frankenstein: Igor, would you give me hand with the bags?
Igor: Certainly. You take the blonde and I'll take the one in the turban.
