PROFESSOR #1: Frankenstein, we find your ideas shocking, dangerous, and an affront to all that is moral and decent
PROFESSOR #2: It’s insanity! Only a fool or a heretic would dare trifle with life and death as you propose
PROFESSOR #3: Your obsession with discredited charlatans and their dubious science is pure folly
PROFESSOR #4: The University will not stand for these outlandish and unauthorized experiments of yours
PROFESSOR #5: It is complete madness!
ALL: It is... MADNESS... FOLLY... INSANITY!
PROFESSOR #1: The dead have nothing to say to you

CONDEMNED MAN:
I CURSE THE DAY THAT I WAS BORN
INTO A WORLD SO BLACK WITH HATE
I'LL GLADLY LEAVE THIS LIFE OF SCORN
AND SEEK MY PEACE BEFORE THE
LIGHT OF HEAVEN'S GATE
I HAVE MY SINS LIKE ANY MAN
BUT NONE MORE DARK THAN YOURS
IF IT IS I YOU CHOOSE TO DAMN
INNOCENT BLOOD WILL STAIN YOUR HANDS FOREVER MORE

EXECUTIONER: For crimes against the people the magistrate of Ingolstadt hereby sentences you to be hanged by the neck until dead, this sixteenth day of September, Seventeen Hundred and...

MOB:
YOUR KIND HAS NO PLACE BUT THE GRAVE
NOT EVEN A SOUL THAT CAN BE SAVED
SOON YOU WILL KNOW ETERNAL PAIN
YOUR KIND HAS NO PLACE BUT THE GRAVE
CONDEMNED MAN:
WHAT’S WRONG? WHAT’S RIGHT?

MOB:
NOT EVEN A SOUL THAT CAN BE SAVED

CONDEMNED MAN:
DOES MAN DECIDE?

MOB:
SOON YOU WILL KNOW ETERNAL PAIN

CONDEMNED MAN:
WHO DARES TO ACT AS GOD?

MOB: NO MAN WOULD DARE TO ACT AS GOD!

VICTOR:
ANOTHER SOUL... ANOTHER LIGHT
ANOTHER FLAME EXTINGUISHED
ONE MOMENT HERE, AND THEN IT'S GONE
A HEART IS BEATING, THEN IS DONE
THE DIFFERENCE BARELY IS DISTINGUISHED

THE ANCIENT RIDDLE... WHAT THEN IS LIFE?
WHAT IS IT'S FLEETING ESSENCE?
THE GREATEST MINDS HAVE SOUGHT THE KEY
THAT COULD UNLOCK THIS MYSTERY
AND I ALONE POSSESS IT
WHAT I HAVE FOUND WAS THOUGHT IMPOSSIBLE
AND ONLY SPOKEN OF IN FEAR
IF I SHOW THEM THE IMPOSSIBLE --
CREATE A LIFE -- THEN ALL MUST HEAR!

MOB: LET GOD'S WILL BE DONE

VICTOR: THE GAUNTLET WAITS... IT CALLS TO ME…

CONDEMNED MAN: WHAT’S WRONG? WHAT’S RIGHT?

VICTOR: …CRYING DESTINY'S DEMANDS

MOB: MAKE HIM PAY!

CONDEMNED MAN: DOES MAN DECIDE?

VICTOR: THE VERY FATE OF ALL MANKIND...

MOB: FINISH WHAT'S BEGUN!

VICTOR: …RESTS IN THIS MIND...

CONDEMNED MAN: WHO DARES TO ACT AS GOD?

VICTOR: …AND IN THESE HANDS
MOB: UPON THIS JUDGEMENT DAY

CONDEMNED MAN:
OH MY CREATOR, CLAIM ME NOW
GRANT TO ME THIS NIGHTMARE'S END
AND IF NO MAN SHALL MOURN FOR ME
I'LL TRUST IN YOU
A-MEN

EXECUTIONER: Who will tend to the remains?...I say... who claims
This body?!
VICTOR: I do