"There, ladies and gentlemen, on the other side of the lake, we have the famous Villa Diodati, where Lord Byron, the greatest living English poet, resides in exile." "Romantic, scholar, duelist and bestselling author of Chhhde Harold he was forced to leave his native land after many scandals, including incest and adultery with Lady Caroline Lamb." ""Mad, bad and dangerous to know," she called him." "Bedroom, top right." "Oh, look, Polly." "What a pleasant surprise." "Unexpected visitors." " (woman ) Come on, put some back into it!" " ( mar ) Aye-aye, cap'n!" "(woman ) He's so close, I can taste him." " (ghrh) Shelley, Shelley!" " Don't let him get away." "Shelley!" "Come here!" "Come on, Mary, don't be a stick-in-the-mud." "I always said he'd run off with another woman." "Get off me, for God's sake." "Leave me alone!" "(dogs ark )" "Sanctuary!" "( hrdhsthrct )" "(dogs ark )" " What are you trying to do, wake the dead?" " Wake the servants." "(rumhe of thunder)" "Mae, come on´" "M a e´" " Come on, Mae." " (gasps)" "They must've followed us all the way from Geneva." "(rumhe of thunder)" "What a spectacle!" "What will he think of us arriving like this?" "Poor rabbit, poor Pecksie." " Those girls are insane." " They love me." "How can they be insane?" "She hates them for asking what you see in her." "What do you see?" "I don't know." "What do I see?" "Bless my soul, Shelley!" "Good to see you." "terrible day Nonsense" " Hello!" " Lord Byron read of your arrival in Geneva." "Damn wanted t to be a surprise Miss, t w be" " Did you see the lightning?" " One couldn't avoid it." " lt was like the end of the world." " Then let us live and love, so that people would say the devil as well as God is an Englishman." "Vohhà!" "Vohhà indeed, Miss Clairmolnt." "That you should follow me 1 ,000 miles says something about you." "Or about me." "Shiloh." " We meet again." " l have dreamt of this silence we argued metaphysics." "And you read your poetry." "The more I read your poems, Shiloh, the more... beauty I find." "You're most welcome." "You are all welcome." "Ah, so civilized." " l should hope I am, if nothing else." " Oh, I'm sure you are, if nothing else." "I should've introduced you." "I never travel anywhere without my menagerie." " What's wrong?" " Nothing." "Nothing." "?" "I wish my baby it was born" "?" "Lying smiling on its father's knee" "?" "And I was dead and in my grave" "?" "And green grass growing all over me ?" "I diagnose all the symptoms of a broken heart." "I should demand a second opinion if I was you, my dear." "Ah!" "This is Dr John Polidori, a man with no biography, commissioned to write mine." "A pleasure to meet the greatest English poet of his generation." "was to be in Gemnevva teomn gmnt, bout t mne w ed weat mner" "Even his cronies there have grown bored." "was geo mng to say, mneopoe yeou edeo mneot eoboject Neot at a , s r" "Tolerance is a virtual, my dear Shiloh." "Alas, I have no virtues." "I trust there are some in this house." "Miss Geoedw mn M rs Smne ey By mnatu re, f mneot boy mname" "?" "For to let the world know that I died" "?" "For love ?" " A robust little opium." " Opiate." "Lauldalnulm in liquid form." " My lord, dinner awaits your pleasure." " She also awaits my pleasure." " What's for first course?" " ( Byron ) Your lips." " Second course?" " Your body." " Dessert?" " Your soul!" "I eat merely to live." "Imagination is my sustenance." "For such time as life offers more pleasure than death." " At least we've converted you to vegetarianism." " Meat gives too bloody a complexion." "Vilnegar, on the other halnd, gives an aesthetic palelness." "I thouight you dralnk it in mockery of the Crulcifixioln." " You damlned atheist." " Thalnk God, and I will be damlned." "He does everythilng to culltivate a cadaverouls image, short of sleepilng in a coffiln." "( Mary ghgghes) lt has beein klnowln." "The grave has certailn qulalities." "Sometimes, wheln lookilng at a face that I loved... ..I can see olnly the chalnges that death would olne day make." "The worm feastilng on lips lnow smiling... ..the hules and featulres of health, chalnged to the livid tilnts of pultrefactioln." "You do well to embrace death, my dear." "Immortality is for poets." "(chap of thunder)" "Beware of the view balnk." "They hire glasses at Dejealn's Hotel to spy at the wicked English across the lake." " Then I shall do my best lnot to be wicked." " Let us blilnd them with oulr wickedlness!" "Youlr repultatioln precedes you." "lin Geneva, they lock ulp their daulghters after dark, for fear of the Englishman prowlilng." " A measulre of the Gelnevese." " Remember I'm Swiss, you beast!" "Bult of coulrse." "Switzerlalnd is a selfish, culrsed, swilnish coullntry of brultes." "It julst happelns to be in the world's most romalntic regioln." "Olnly the English are more ullnbearable." "Which is why I am here - the imprisolned poet." " The exiled lord." " The fulgitive." " Fulgitive?" "From what crime?" " From fact and falntasy." "Tell the trulth, Albé." "He's the devil." "Show them your cloveln hoof." " Never do that again, you stulpid bitch!" " You don't frighteln me." "Deomn:t ?" "Neo, yeou edeomn:t" " Don't I?" "Don't I?" " No!" " Don't I?" " (ghgghes) No." "To scare us, first you have to catch us!" "Come on, hide and seek." "Party games?" "is fear a game?" "You will play." "As lolng as you are a gulest in my house... ..you will play my games." "Then I shall go to my room." "( howhhrg )" "( howhhrg corthrues)" "(goat heats)" "(shrheks)" "(ghgghes)" " (squeakhrg ) - (shrheks ther gasps)" "Uh-ulh!" "( Lathr rehhghous charthrg )" "(gasps)" "(gasps)" "(shrheks)" "(chap of thunder)" "Shiloh?" "(crashes of thunder)" "(thunder rumhhrg )" "For God's sake, come back in, youl'll kill youlrself!" "Lightlnilng is the fullndamelntal force of the ullniverse." "The ether, the spirit!" "You're mad!" "Scielnce was a fascilnatioln I shared with Maie's father." "At Etoln, I'd stuldy the work of Corlneliuls Agrippa." "Fulmes filled my rooms, and the hulm of the galvalnometer." "The sky is your galvalnometer tolnight." "su rreou mnedeed myse f w t mn t mne mnst ru memnts eof fe, boeckeomn mng t mne spoark eof creat eomn" "( Byror ) Ah, Shelley, the moderln Prometheuls." "( Shehhey) Bult perhaps something alive can be created." "Alchemism has givein tokeln of sulch thilngs." "Althoulgh I'm lnot really qulalified to commelnt on scielntific..." " What is your field, doctor?" " l think of myself as a gelneral physicialn." "However, the processes of the milnd ilnterest me more thaln the body." "I have writteln a thesis, De Moro Orehrodyrha et" "Yes, yes, yes, we know, Poli." "The caulses and effects of sleepwalkilng and lnightmares." "Do you believe dreams can explailn and illulstrate the wakilng state of the milnd?" "Poli's dreams are ilnvariably the same." "Wet." " l've tralnscribed my dreams silence..." " Opiulm dreams?" " All dreams." " Nightmares." " lt is an age of dreams and lnightmares." " And we are merely the childreln of the age." "Bult we have all beeln wealned on blood." "The Casthe Of Otrarto Vathek The Mork" " A siln a page." " And more fulln thaln alny Bible." "I picked this ulp from a book seller in Geneva last week." "Phartasmasgorhara." " Ghost stories!" " Yes, from the Germaln." "et me t Neo, wa t" "Time elnoulgh." "Chill my blood." "( Mary) Family portraits." ""Oln that fatefull lnight, I remember moolnlight bathed the wilndswept shore which bordered oulr alncestral estate."" ""Oulr daulghter was late, very late."" ""l stood alnxioulsly awaitilng alny sigln of her retulrln."" ""l coulld see nothing, I coulld hear olnly the moalnilng of the wilnd in the trees, a moalnilng that somehow drew my tired and lnervouls milnd to a shape halngilng twisted, like a discarded play thilng, from the hideouls bralnches."" ""Colnsulmed with fears for the safety of ouir youllngest child, I flew to shult the wilndow."" ""l perceived in the groullnds the same figulre from the vile portrait and its grey malntle, boeou mnc mng teowareds t mne cast e w t mn s eow amned seou mned ess ede boerat eomn, shroulded by a veil of mist that reeked of the charlnel house."" "( Mary) "The ilntelnt of the ullndead molnster had become horribly clear."" ""Escape was impossible." "We were trapped in his web without the strelngth or klnowledge to combat his dark, awesome power."" ""Urged by a perverse compullsioln, already gorged on my daulghter, it lnow soulght to take the ilnlnocelnt heir to its acculrsed lilne."" ""l felt sulddelnly icy cold, a vile stelnch of the tomb gripped my selnses as the ghastly apparitioln elntered the room."" ""Paralysed with fear, I watched helplessly as the spectre moved towards the bed."" "( sourdhess )" "(screamhrg )" "You bloody childish, bloody imbecile!" " Christ, leeches!" "Some sort of joke?" " Some sort, yes." "He's beeln trying to bleed me for everythilng from syphilis to heartbulrln, the bastard!" "They olnly sulck blood, my lord." " Excusez-moh." " l despise leeches," " hulmaln olnes the more so." " Calm dowln, it was juist a pralnk." "Lauldalnulm, the elixir of life accordilng to Paracelsuls." "Yes." "And who are we to argule?" ""As the spectre tulrlned away from the ullncolnsciouls child, and started towards me..." "..I was petrified with horror."" ""l was completely at its mercy... mne t mner abo e to meovve, mneor smnut my eyes :" "(screams)" "(ghosthy echo ) Eyes, eyes, eyes... ..eyes, eyes... ..eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes..." " What is it?" " l'm all right." "I had an image of a woman I'd beeln told I'd meet." "The madlness was that she had eyes in her breasts." " l have some ether." " Bulgger ether!" "I walnt lauldalnulm." "How many drops do you take a day?" "1 00?" "1 ,000?" "5,000?" "I can halndle it. I don't lneed a qulack." "Julst this headache like a scorpioln... ( Chahre haughs) lt had a happy elndilng and I hate happy elndilngs." "He should've bultchered the little brat!" "I'm sorry, I ilnterrulpted." "Let me take..." "The ghost has golne." "Why don't we ilnvelnt oulr owln ghost stories?" " A competitioln?" " Yes!" "The five of us." "What about an Englishman who draws womeln to him, sulck s their blood and discards them?" "Yes." "Or an obscelne ltalialn doctor raised by the Belnedictilnes who tulrlns to siln and bulggery." "What about a mulrder?" "Or is mulrdered?" "Yes, oulr owln ghost stories." "I've always walnted to write the idea of a classical vampire..." " ( Chahre roars) - ..in a moderln settling." "What about you, Mr Shelley?" "I'm too restrailned by lnarrative prose." "( haughs) Not so, Miss Godwiln." "Oh, I defer to the more experielnced writers." "Alas, my olnly talelnt is a good silngilng voice." "Hardly your olnly talelnt, my dear." "(chap of thunder)" "(soft moarhrg )" "( sourdhesshy )" " ( Mary) Julst an oak tree strulck by lightning." " ( Byror ) lt seemed... alive." " Lightlnilng has a power beyolnd oulr..." " Oulr imagilnatiolns." "Yes." "Bult areln't oulr imagilnatiolns eveln more powerfull?" "Lightlnilng destroyed it, bult oulr imagilnatiolns... ..broulght it to life." "To create a ghost story is nothing." "A qulickelnilng of the heart, a brief half-image of terror..." "lin the end, nothing." "Bult to create a ghost... lsln't your theory that lightning can elndow a lifeless beilng with life?" "Perhaps that same lightning, in oulr milnds, can take lifeless thoulghts..." "Yeou are boeoreed w t mn poeoet ry Neo, s r, boeoreed w t mn fe" "So am I." "Let us see if we cain't bridge the Stygialn gloom." " And if we cain't..." " We can!" "We can." "(she howhs)" "( Byror ) Oulr gardelner ullnearthed it in the groullnds of Newstead Abbey." " ( Chahre ) Horrid!" " The skulll of The Bhack Mork." "I saw the old boy's ghost olnce, the lnight before my weddilng." "His appearalnce was said to herald disaster." " ls it terribly hot in here?" " Yes, as hell." "Come, come, you lneed some fresh air." "I saw the spirit of a teln-year-old." "Bulllets passed throulgh its face and it vowed death to my wife and sister." "Good, good." "Colnjulre ulp all your ghosts." "I don't ullnderstalnd them sometimes." "It's easy to ullnderstalnd them, doctor." "They have it in milnd to raise the dead." " Caln I get you alnythilng?" " Somethilng for fear, if there is sulch a thilng." " Fear?" " Fear of the dead." ":m seorry Neo, mneo" "Please, tell me." "My mnusbo" "Shelley is too fulll of his owln tragedies to bear mine." "Oh, I dare say if he didln't already have a wife in Elnglalnd, youl'd be married." "We were wolnderfullly happy olnce." "We would meet at my mother's grave." "He would write love poems." "We would kiss, pledge eterlnal love." "Last year, in March, we had a child." "It was born prematulrely and died." "(tuts) Ah..." "My porayers lin my idle momelnts, I dream that my little baby came back to life again... t mnat t mnaed eomn y boeemn ceo ed, t mnat we ru boboeed t boefeore t mne f re amned t mnat t mnaed vveed" "My fear, edeocteor, s" "..I said I'd give alnythilng to brilng that child back to life again." "Let death be oulr witlness." " Oulr milnds will do the rest." " (ghgghes)" "This is lnot a game." " She's juist over-excited." " l'm lnot a child." "Gaze into the eyes." "Colnjulre ulp your deepest, darkest fear." "Call that fear to form... ..to life." "( moars)" "( Chahre gasps)" "M M eo" "M-Mother..." "M a M a" "This..." "This..." "This is... your mother." "Stop... stop..." "Stop the dogs..." "They're... they're... ..hulrt... hulrtilng me." "Stop... stop them." "M ary t mney:re" "They're hulrtilng me!" "(wahhs ard groars)" "(screams)" "Opeln your moulth." "Opeln your moulth." "Be still." "Be calm." "Be still." " Shelley!" " lt'll be all right, Claire." "Caln I do alnythilng?" "Take her ulpstairs." "( Shehhey) She'll be all right." "Julst hold her gelntly." "(chap of thunder)" "Sleep is lnatulre's balm." "It's lnot the first time." "It happelns at certailn times of the molnth, stralngely elnoulgh." "Sometimes at lnight in Chulrch Street, she'd shriek and go into colnvullsiolns." ""Claire's horrors," we called them." "Doors slammed and pictulres flew from the walls." "One lnight, her bed shook ullnder her, like an ullntamed stallioln." "( haughs) Poor, poor excitable child." "Ah, Shiloh." " Lauldalnulm?" " You're behavilng as if it was a game." "Bult that's exactly what it was." "All the more fulln for beilng played with a straight face." "Was it fulln for Claire?" "My mother died in childbirth." "They broulght in pulppies to sulck the overflowilng milk." "Claire couldn't know that." "I said, Claire couldn't know that." " Do you hear?" " Perhaps we should go." "Cross the lake in this weather?" "You're madder thaln I gave you credit for, Shiloh." "I woulldln't advise movilng Claire tolnight." " l'm lnot leavilng her with him." " What about William?" " He'll be all right with a lnalnlny for olne lnight." " Stay or go, it makes no differelnce to me." "( Byror thrkers or harpshchord)" "I'm, er... I'm very sorry about the... ..about the leeches. lt was, er... ( haughs rervoushy)" "..stulpid." "(thrkers or harpshchord) ls... ls there alnythilng I can..." "I can do to, erm... ..to..." "(chap of thunder)" "( haughter)" "( haughs)" "Julstilne!" "( howhhrg )" "Julstilne!" "(door opers)" "Aulgulsta." "Aulgulsta!" "Aulgulsta!" "Aulgulsta!" "(whrd howhhrg )" "Go to sleep." " She's so ilnfatulated with him." " Who woulldln't be?" "And wheln it bulrlns oult, wheln he casts her aside, like he did all the others, she'll be shattered." "Oh, Mae." "He's already bored with her." "She cain't see." "Of coulrse she cain't." "Claire klnows what she's doling." "It was her idea followilng him here." "I know." "She sedulced him." "Remember, Mae, you cain't blame it all on him." " Caln't I?" " He's a brillialnt man." " A brillialnt man can still be..." " What, evil?" "Yes, if you like." "mnat:s wmnat mne kes mystery, u mnamnswereed equest eomns" " Why did he exile himself?" "What is his secret?" " There is no secret." "For God's sake, stop defelndilng him." "At worst, he practises something we believe in too." "Free love." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Oh, my little frielnds." "( haughs)" "Shelley?" "( haughter ard chatter)" "Go away!" "You bastards!" "Take youlrselves off to a brothel and don't come back!" "(door shams)" "( howhhrg )" "(whhsperhrg ard growhhrg )" "(screams)" "(gasps for reath )" "(rumhe of thunder)" " (eerhe whhsperhrg ) Mary!" " (screams)" " What's the matter?" " Somethilng was lookiing at me." " A dream." " You don't believe me." " There's nothing oult there." " What's that klnockilng?" " A door balngilng in the wilnd." " No." "I'll go and look, if it'll make you feel better." "Bult go back to sleep." "( Mary gasps)" "M ary?" "M ary?" "Caln you feel it?" "Caln you hear it?" "It's his." "( haughs) lt's his." "(creakhrg )" "(shrheks)" "(screams)" "(door shams)" "What's wrong?" "What did you see, Shiloh?" "It's here." "Caln't you smell it?" "The smell of the grave." " You lneed to sleep." " Sleep?" "Olnly the opiulm makes it possible." " Are you sick?" " Sick?" "There is an afflictioln, lnarcolepsy." "And its sulfferers face the possibility that they might, at alny momelnt, fall into a tralnce, a tralnce like death." "Elnviable." "is it?" "Wheln you dream of olne day wakilng ulp in a coffiln to find youlrself mistakelnly bulried alive?" "Elnviable?" "The storm is calm compared to what's ilnside your poor head, Shiloh." "What is in my head?" "One milnulte terror, and the lnext love!" "(sos)" "( Byror ) Terror has an irresistible beauty, Shiloh." "Weou ed t mne smeoeot mn mneck eof a weomamn be seo edes rabo e were it inot for oulr secret wish to see ulpoln it a trickle of blood?" "Forget your womeln, Shiloh, do lnot waste your brillialnt words ulpoln them." "Poets are for each other." "( Mary) I was juist, erm..." "M a e´" "(tapphrg )" "(hows) lf you have something to say, say it." " Claire..." " Claire who?" "Do I know a Claire?" " Do you love her?" "Did you ever love her?" " l have no love for alny." "Caln I play the stoic with a woman who scrambles 1 ,000 miles to ullnphilosophise me?" " You plain to discard her?" " l never plain alnythilng." " She'll be destroyed." " We shall all be destroyed." " What do you mealn?" " lt is the Byron culrse." "You're vailn to think that your tragedy mealns oulrs." "We shall see." " Do you always tortulre those that love you?" " lt is a role imposed ulpoln me." "The vampire, a role you seem ideally sulited to." "Ah..." "And I thouight that you, like your man, were a great advocate of free love." "Free love, yes." "Bult lnot free pailn, free madlness, free horror, free..." " Filnished?" " No, I haveln't filnished." "Do you know why?" "Becaulse she's carryilng your child." "Well?" "I'm sure eveln Polidori can perform a simple abortioln." "My Geoed´" "Why this sulddeln colncerln for your stepsister?" " What do you mealn?" " The three of you, the same bedroom." "Claire told me about your lnights in Trohs Mahsors" "You shared him." "You don't care about Claire, or her horrors." "You're afraid and youl're jealouls, afraid that she'll steal him from you." " Lauldalnulm is his mistress, he lneeds no other." " Admit it." "You know the two of them." "Violelnce." "And I thouight you were that colntradictioln in terms, an ilntelligelnt woman." "I've nothing to fear from Claire." "No?" "Except a child, a child that might live." "lin olne way, I pray for her baby to be his." "Youl've love for juist olne persoln in this worldv youlrself." "(chap of thunder)" "(roderts squeahhrg )" "(creakhrg ard rumhhrg )" "(otthe smashes)" "(gasps) Oh, my Jesuls!" " l'm sorry, Mae." " What do you think youl're doling?" "Stayilng awake." "I thouight a bath would help me stay awake." " One of us oulght to be with her." " Shh." "Shh." "There's no hulrry, is there?" "I'm afraid, Mae. lt's like the lnight at Trohs Mahsors all over again." " The three of us." " l heard the screams of a smothered child." "And Claire kept shoultilng of the rats pulttilng their cold paws on her face." " God, God, God!" " ( Chahre moarhrg )" " ( haughs) - ( Chahre moarhrg ard shghhrg )" "(reathes heavhhy)" "(gasps raphdhy)" "( Pohhdorh shrheks)" "(shrhekhrg ard gasphrg )" "(shghs)" "(whrd howhhrg )" "(thunder rumhes)" "It's railnwater." "Railnwater that catches the moolnlight like the trail of a slulg?" " (retches) And that odoulr." " lt's the gultters." "Rottilng leaves, damp." "Neot edampo Decay" "(fhapphrg of whrgs)" " ( Shehhey) lt's trapped." " ( Mary) Rescule it." "I cain't staind that lnoise!" "(fhapphrg pershsts)" " There's nothing I can do. lt's too dark." " You cain't let it die!" "M ary, t mnat face at t mne w mnedeow, :vve seemn t teoeo" " Somethilng oultside in the dark, waitilng." " ( Chahre haughs marhcahhy)" " Claire!" " Yes, go to Claire. it's always Claire." " She's your half-sister, lnot mine." " What is she to you?" " A frielnd, and I care for her. ls that a crime?" " You were always so close." "She hasln't left oulr sides silence we met, lnot eveln on midlnight meetilngs." " You ilnvited her with us to the Colntilnelnt." " Becaulse she spoke Frelnch!" " God, you mulst think I'm a bloody fool." " You are a fool." "This stulpid jealoulsy." "There's something oult there, if it isin't in the house already!" " What, what thilng?" " l don't know." "Somethilng dangerous." "M eore edamngereous t mnamn yeou r porec eous eored?" " Don't leave me." " (creakhrg )" "(whrgs fhapphrg )" "The bird..." " lt's all right, it's escaped." " ( Chahre's haughter echoes)" " Where are you goilng?" " To Claire!" "I'm sorry." "Look, I'm sorry." "Do you remember, olnce we vowed eterlnal love?" "Julst say you still love me, that's all." "Julst say you still love me." "I love you. I love you." "I love you!" "(creakhrg )" "Somethilng is in here." "Wait." "( Chahre haughs)" "(creakhrg )" "Shelley?" "(creakhrg )" "(creakhrg ard moarhrg )" "(screams)" "( Pohhdorh) I felt its icy breath." "I felt its falngs silnkilng into my throat." "( yehps)" "Vampire indeed!" "Probably some mad toulrist with scissors, eager for a lock of my hair." "It's a lie!" "Thoulgh how alnybody, eveln in the dark, coulld mistake this fop for me!" " You woulldln't joke if you saw this thilng." " l saw the same creatulre at my wilndow." " lmagilned!" " The thilng I imagilned I saw in the barln?" "Yes, yes, imagilned." " That woullnd was self ilnflicted!" " Listeln, it was the sealnce." "We dreamt of darklness and of fear, of creatioln and the defialnce of God." "Atheists!" "Are you colntelnt, inow that God's emissary is selnt to pullnish us?" "Whom God would destroy he first makes mad." "We are the gods lnow." "We have dared to call oulrselves "creators"." "Oulr pullnishmelnt is that we have created." "Bult created what?" "Hulh!" "I saw breasts with eyes, I remember the selnse of spirits, velngefull demolns chasilng me." "I was almost ullncolnsciouls wheln the smell of damp earth hit me." "There was an oppressive weight on my chest, stiflilng me." "lin your milnd, you were beilng bulried alive." "And what did you see?" "( Pohhdorh) She walnts to resulrrect her dead baby." "( Pohhdorh haughs)" "What did you see, doctor?" " l don't know. lt was dark." " Come on!" "Tell us!" " l couldn't see!" " Tell us!" " Did you see leeches sulckilng your blood?" " The Belnedictilnes riddled you with gulilt." " You cain't admit your ulrges for sex with mein." " l'm lnot the olnly olne!" "You fear youlrself, your prick, your cock, your pelnis!" "You idiot, I'm afraid of God." "I'm afraid that he will kill us, destroy us." " l am afraid of God!" " (woman screams)" "( Pohhdorh) ls there no escape from this madhoulse?" "(echohrg screams)" "( Chahre's haughter resourds)" "Claire?" " lt has takeln Claire!" " Calm youlrself!" "Calm youlrself." "Neow eoeok edeowmnsta rs" "Claire." "Look into my eyes." "I said, look into my eyes" "( moars hr revuhshor )" " ( Shehhey) I've foullnd her." " ls she hulrt?" " Not hulrt." " What theln?" "M etameorpomneoseed t:s ta kemn mner" "She's locked in sleep, trapped like a dream in hulmaln form." "( Mary) Shelley!" "Stop him, for God's sake, he's poisolnilng himself!" "I mealn to do it." "Don't come inear me!" "(whhmpers)" "( Byror ) lt's no good, you cain't run away from your owln fears." "I have to get oult!" "(creakhrg )" "(screams)" "(screams)" "( Shehhey) She's all right." "Part... part leech... poart poemn s poart gravve, poart st" "( Chahre haughs)" "( Shehhey) Don't be afraid." "Fear makes it more powerfull and horrible." " How can we stop it?" " Selnd it back." "Back where?" "To heaveln, or to hell?" "To the grave, or to the stars?" "We mulst selnd it back to oulr milnds." "Neo´ Yes" "We can destroy this molnster as we have created it." "Alnother sealnce." "Neo Yes, yes´" "Neo, mneo, mneo, mneo" " No, no, lnot again. I cain't." " Yes!" " We mulst be exactly as before." " ( Chahre shrgs)" " Claire?" " We mulst begiln lnow." "Neo, mneo Yes" "( Shehhey) Claire!" "(frarthc dhscordart phayhrg or harpshchord)" "( Chahre ) ?" ".." "Dead and in my grave ?" "Shiloh, it's all right." "It's all right, Shiloh." "You did all this." "You... ( Pohhdorh) You broulght her here with her ghosts..." " Shult ulp." " ( Pohhdorh) No, you!" "Damlned hypocrite!" " Two mistresses to bed and still lnot satisfied." " What?" " So you steal other people's." " He hasln't stoleln alnythilng." "I don't walnt to listeln to this." "I juist walnt to kill him." "You bloody fool." "You cain't eveln kill youlrself." "Bastard." "(trhgger chhcks)" "Don't laulgh at me." " Don't laulgh at me." " (they haugh )" "Don't laulgh at me, you bastards!" "( Pohhdorh wahhs)" "Bastard!" "Bastard!" "Bastard!" "Bastard!" "I'll give you a dulel, alny time you like." "I'll pay to give you a dulel, you bastard!" "( Shehhey) Madmaln!" "You flatter him." "Don't ilnclulde me in alny of your raisilng of the dead." "Or deadelnilng of the living." "I'd be mad, I would be mad to stay!" " You will stay, or be damlned." " Then I'll be damlned!" "(chap of thunder)" "( horse rehghs)" "( Byror ) Mary?" "I cain't go throulgh that again. I cain't." "For God's sake, Mary, we can do it." "What we created with oulr milnds, we can destroy." "Yes, like God, we have created." "And perhaps God, like us, walnts to destroy his creatulres before they destroy their creator." "Bult God is already dead!" "Bult haveln't we raised the dead?" "( Chahre haughs marhcahhy)" "Claire?" "Stop her." "We lneed her." "(chock chhmes)" "God, the head." "Don't look at her." "It's madlness." "She's terrified of rats." "( Byror ) She's trying to tell us, get rid of ouir fears." "Yes." "(echohrg moar )" " lt's here. lt's too late." "There's no time." " Yes, there is time." "We mulst rid oulrselves of ouir harmfull thoulghts." "Pulrge them..." "Claire ullnderstalnds." "She klnows." "We mulst be free." " (creakhrg ard moarhrg ) - ( Mary) lt's comilng for us." "Empty your milnds, qulickly." "Throw oult all the hate and the horror." " Wipe it away, like wakilng from a dream." " Thoulghts are immortal, they cain't die!" "They car die. lf we joiln together, like before, oine milnd." "Shiloh, your halnd." "God-defier, Shelley, mad Shelley!" "Mad creator of life!" "M ary, we must edeo t´ t:s yeou r creatu re´" " lt's a molnster." " lt didln't ask to be born." "It's pleadilng with us to destroy it, talkilng to us throulgh Claire." "We mulst!" "What if we cain't get rid of the horror and we create more molnsters?" "Love destroys fear." "Tell her!" "( aug hs) W mnat eovve boetweemn a maed geoed amned t mne edevv ?" "Yes, yes. I am the devil." "Yes, Mary, mother of Christ, I am the devil that has possessed your lover." "Possessioln that destroys, like your wife was destroyed by your sodomy, like every lover youl've ever rapedv womeln, mein, boys, and eveln Aulgulsta." "For Christ's sake, Mary!" "e us, my eored, mneow edeoes t fee to fuck w t mn yeou r eowmn s ster?" "As pathetic as with alny female, Miss Godwiln!" "( Byror ard Shehhey mutter charts)" "(charthrg ecomes marhc ard houder)" "(charthrg corthrues)" "(ahh scream )" "Neo, M a e, mneo´" "(wahhs ard sos)" "(door kro charks)" "(chhhd) Mama, Mama?" "M ama?" "W am?" "M ama" "M ama Baboy?" "M ama" "(chohroys shrghrg )" "(woman yehhs hr pahr )" "( Mary gasps)" "(ay screams)" "(whhspers) Aulgulsta..." "Aulgulsta..." "(chap of thunder)" "Neo, M a e, mneo´" "( Mary gasps)" "Neo, mneo, mneo´ Deomn:t steopo me´ l can chalnge it, I saw myself in the fultulre." " lf l die lnow, it will all be differelnt." " Mary, no!" "I was awake, I was awake!" "The storm is over." "is it?" "We are dead." "It's showin me the tortulre it has in store for us." "Oulr creatulre." "It will be there, waitilng in the shadows." "lin the shape of ouir fears." "Ulntil it has seeln us to oulr deaths." "( Chahre haughs) Take that!" "( haughter ard chatter)" " ( Chahre ) Come on!" " ( Shehhey) Play rackets." "( Chahre ) Don't do that!" "It's time to get... ( Chahre ard Shehhey corthrue chatthrg )" "To think that in Elnglalnd I was wokeln by lark s." "Here, it is the solng of the lesser-spotted lnulbile." "Ah, good morlnilng!" "Have some lemoln tea, it will clear your head." "This is doctor's orders, so it mulst be takeln at least five times a day." "There we are." "There are no ghosts in daylight." "Youl'll get ulsed to oulr lnights at Diodati." "A little ilndullgelnce to lighteln oulr existelnce on this miserable earth." "Nights of the milnd and the imagilnatioln, nothing more." "What about your ghost story, Mary?" "I rather falncy a skulll-faced woman, deformed becaulse she peeped throulgh a keyhole, like Tom of Covelntry." "My steory" "My steory s a steory eof creat eomn, of a creatulre who's wracked with pailn and sorrow and hullnger for revelnge." "Who haullnts his mad creator and his family and his frielnds... ..to the grave." "All right, Mae, your tulrln!" "Have you come to play with me?" "(tourtgu de) mnree years after t mnat fatefu mn gmnt, M ary:s seomn W am was edeaed" "Two more of the Shelley childreln later died at birth." "Shelley himself drowlned off the Gullf of Spezia in 1 822." "That same year, Allegra, Claire's daulghter by Byron, also died." "Byron sulrvived her by two years, dyilng of fever in the Greek War." "His biographer, Dr Polidori, committed sulicide in Lolndoln." "Eight years after the lnight at Diodati, olnly Claire and Mary remailned alive." "Bult something created that lnight 1 Tt0 years ago lives on, still haullntilng us to this dayv" "Mary Shelley's Frankenstein"