Baron Frankenstein: To know death, Otto, you have to fuck life... in the gall bladder!
Baron Frankenstein: The medical profession would love to claim my achievement as part of their own and call it a giant stride forward of medicine. But they can't. It is a giant stride forward for me!
Baron Frankenstein: Something went wrong.
Otto, the Baron's assistant: But what?
Baron Frankenstein: Maybe the mixture of the blood wasn't right. You was the only one who knew about it... But maybe someone got into the laboratory?
Otto, the Baron's assistant: But who, Baron?
Baron Frankenstein: The children? But they wouldn't do it. My sister. My sister! She always was very jealous of me. Always! But, we failed. That beautiful Serbian female. Everybody would have jumped-everyone! But maybe that head of that... creature wasn't any good? His perfect nose, his perfect nose, he has the perfect brain, he was the king I wanted, and we failed! We have to try it again! Otto, we have to try it again! I am going to prove that we can do it! We waited for so long!
Baron Frankenstein: Make him unconscious, but don't kill him, or damage his head in any way. I need his brain for my zombie! I am sure it has the right instincts we want!
Baron Frankenstein: [holding up his severed hand] It's all your fault!
Baron Frankenstein: Two girls? One man? He must be very powerful!
Baron Frankenstein: To know death, Otto, you have to fuck life in the gall bladder.