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Young Frankenstein TranscriptEXT. - FRANKENSTEIN CASTLE



Freddy: If we look at the base of a brain which has just been removed from the skull, there's very little of the midbrain that we could actually see. Yet, as I demonstrated in my lecture last week, if the under aspects of the temporal lobes are gently pulled apart, the upper portion of the stem of the brain can be seen. This so-called brainstem consists of the midbrain, a rounded protrusion called the pons, and a stalk tapering downwards called the medulla oblongada, which passes out of the skull through the foramen magnum, and becomes of course the spinal cord. Are there any questions before we proceed?Medical Student:I have one question, Dr. Frankenstein.Freddy: That's Fronkensteen.Medical Student: I beg your pardon?Freddy: My name, it's pronounced Fronkonsteen.Medical Student: But aren't you the grandson of the famous Dr. Victor Frankenstein who went into graveyards, dug up freshly buried corpses, and transformed dead components into-Freddy: Yes. Yes. Yes, we all know what he did. But I'd rather be remembered for my own small contrubutions to science, and not because of my accidental relationship to a famous kook. Now if you don't mind, can we get on with your question?Medical Student: Well sir, I'n not sure I understand the distinction between reflexive and voluntary nerve impulses.Freddy: Very good. Since our lab work today is a demonstration of just that distinction, why don't we proceed. Mr. Hilltop here, with whom I have never woked, nor givin any prior instruction to, has graciously offered his services for this afternoon's demonstrations. Mr. Hilltop, will you hop up on your feet and stand beside this table. Nice hopping. Mr. Hilltop, would you raise your left knee, please? You have just witnessed a voluntary nerve impulse. It begins as a stimulus from the cerebral cortex, passes through the brainstem, and to the particular muscles involved. Mr. Hilltop, you may lower your knee. Reflex movements are those which are madeindependantly of the will, but are carried out along pathways which pass between the peripheral nervous system and the central nervous system. You filthy, rotton, yellow son-of-a-bitch. We are not aware of these impulses. Neither do we intend them to carry out our contraction of muscles, yet as you can see, they work by themselves. But what if we block the nerve impulse by simply applying local pressure? Which can be done with any ordinary metal clamp just at the swelling on the posterior nerve roots for, oh say, five or six seconds. Why you mother-grabbing bastard. As you can see, all communication is shut off. In spite of our mechanical magnificance, if it were not for this continuous stream of motor impulses, we would collapse like a bunch of broccoli. Mr. Hilltop: Oh, God.Freddy: In conclusion, it should be noted- Give him an extra dollar.Assistant: And extra dollar, yes sir.Freddy:That any more than commen injury to the nerve root is always serious, because once a nerve fiber is severed, there is no way in heaven or on earth to regenerate life back into it. Are there any last questions before we leave?Medical Student: Uh, Dr. Frank- Fronkensteen?Freddy: Yes?Medical Student: Isn't it true that Darwin preserved a piece of Vermicelli unto a glass case until, by some extraordinary means, it actually began to move with voluntary motion?Freddy: Are you speaking of the worm or the spaghetti?Medical Student: Why the worm, sir.Freddy: Yes, it sems to me I did read something of that incident when I was a student. But you have to remember that a worm, with very few exceptions, is not a human being.Medical Student: But wasn't that the whole basis of your grandfather's work, sir, the reanimation of dead tissue?Freddy: My grandfather was a very sick man.Medical Student: But as a Fronkensteen, aren't you the least bit curious about it? Doesn't the bringing back to life what was once dead hold any intrigue to you?Freddy: You are talking about the nonsensical raving of a lunatic mind. Dead is Dead.Medical Student: But look at what has been done with hearts and kidneys.Freddy: Hearts and kidneys are tinker toys. I'm talking about the central nervous system.Medical Student: But sir?Freddy: I am a scientist, not a philosopher. You have more chance of reanimating this scalpel than you have of mending a broken nervous system.Medical Student: But what about your grandfather's work, sir?Freddy: My grandfather's work was doo doo. I am not interested in death. The only thing that concerns me is the preservation of life. Class is dismissed.Gerhart Falkstein: Dr. Frankenstein?Freddy: That's Fronkensteen.Gerhart Falkstein: My name is Gerhart Falkstein. I have traveled five-thousand miles to bring you the will of your great-grandfather, Baron Bofort Von Frankenstein.


Elizabeth: Oh, my sweet darling. Oh, my dearest love. I'll count the hours that you're away.Freddy: Oh, my darling, so will I.Elizabeth: Not on the lips.Freddy: What?Elizabeth: I'm going to that party at Nan and Nicky's later. I don't want to smear my lipstick.Freddy: Oh.Elizabeth: You understand.Freddy: Of course.Conductor: All aboard.Elizabeth: Oh, dear.Freddy: Well, I guess this is it?Elizabeth: Freddy, darling. Oh how can I say in a few minutes what it's taken me a lifetime to understand?Freddy: Wont you try?Elizabeth: All right. You've got it mister. I'm yours, all of me. What else can I say?Freddy: My sweet love.Elizabeth: The hair, the hair, just been set.Freddy: Sorry, sorry.Elizabeth: I hope you like old fashioned wedding.Freddy: I prefer old fashioned wedding nights.Elizabeth: Oh, you're incorrigible.Freddy: Does that mean you love me?Elizabeth: You bet your boots it does.Freddy: Oh, my love.Elizabeth: Taffeta, darling.Freddy: Taffeta, sweetheart.Elizabeth: No, the dress is taffeta, it wrinkles so easily.Freddy: Oh.Conductor: All aboard.Elizabeth: Oh, there's that horrid man again. Oh, hurry now before I make a fool of myself. Ah, the nails, oh.Freddy: Sorry. Good-bye, darling.Elizabeth: Good-bye, Freddy.Freddy: Darling.


Wife: Harry, he was at it again.Harry: So what do you want me to do about it?Wife: Everyday.Harry: Let him, let him.Conductor: New York next, everbody out for New York.


Wife: Hans, er wachte schon weider.Hans: So?Wife: Aber jaden tag.Hans: Lass ihm, lass ihm.Conductor: Transylvania nachste. Jeder austeigen fur Transylvania.Freddy: Pardon me, boy, is this the Transylvania Station?Boy: Ja ja, Track twenty-nine. Oh, could i give you a shine?Freddy: Uh, no thanks.


Igor: Dr. Frankenstein?Freddy: Fronkensteen.Igor: You're putting me on.Freddy: No, it's pronounced Fronkensteen.Igor: Do you also say Froderick?Freddy: No, Frederick.Igor: Well, why isn't it Froderick Fronkensteen?Freddy: It isn't, it's Frederick Fronkensteen.Igor: I see.Freddy: You must be Igor.Igor: No, it's pronounced Ayegor.Freddy: But they told me it was Igor.Igor: Well, they were wrong then, weren't they?Freddy: Uh, you were sent here by Herr Falkstein, weren't you?Igor: Yes. My grandfather used to work for your grandfather.Freddy: How nice.Igor: Of the rates have gone up.Freddy: Of course, of course, I'm sure we'll get along splendidly. Oh, I uh, you know I don't mean to embarrass you, but I'm rather a brilliant surgeon. Perhaps I can help you with that hump.Igor: What hump?Freddy: Let's go.Igor: Allow me, master.Freddy: Oh, thanks very much.Igor: Walk this way. This way.


Igor: I think you'll be more comfortable in the rear.Freddy: Oh.Inga: Oof.Freddy: What was that?Igor: Oh, that'll be Inga. Herr Falkstein thought you might need a laboratory assistant temporarily.Freddy: Oh.Inga: Oh, hello, would you like to have a roll in the hay? It's fun. Roll, roll, roll in the hay. Roll, roll, roll in the hay. Roll, roll-


Inga: Uh. Uh, sometimes I'm afraid of the lightning.Freddy: Just an atmospheric discharge, nothing to be afraid of.Inga: Werewolf.Freddy: Werewolf?Igor: There.Freddy: What?Igor: There wolf. There castle.Freddy: Why are you talking that way?Igor: I thought you wanted to.Freddy: No, I don't want to.Igor: Suit yourself, I'm easy. Well, there it is. Home.


Freddy: What knockers.Inga: Oh, thank you, Doctor.Freddy: Oh, that's alright. Oh, there we are.Fra Blucher: I am Fra Blucher.Igor: Steady.Freddy: Uh, how do you do? I am Dr. Fronkensteen. This is my assistant. Inga, may I present Fra Blucher. I wonder what's got into them.Fra Blucher: Your rooms have been prepared, Herr Doktor. If you will foloow me, please.Freddy: Ayegor, Would you bring the bags in as soon as you're finished, please?Igor: Yes, master.Freddy: After you, Fra Blucher.Igor: Blucher.


Fra Blucher: Follow me, please. Stay close to the candles, the staircase can be trecherous.


Fra Blucher: And this is your room. It was your grandfather Victor's room.Freddy: I see. Well, there seem to be quite a few books.Fra Blucher: This was Victor's- the Baron's medical library.Freddy: And where is my grandfather's private library?Fra Blucher: I don't know what you mean, sir.Freddy: Well, these books are all very general. Any doctor might have them in his study.Fra Blucher: This is the only library I know of, Dr. Frankenstone.Freddy & Fra Blucher: Fronkensteen.Freddy: Well, we'll see. Good night.Fra Blucher: Would the doctor care for a brandy before retiring?Freddy: No, thank you.Fra Blucher: Some warm milk, perhaps?Freddy: No, thank you very much. No thanks.Fra Blucher: Ovaltine?Freddy: Nothing, thank you. I'm a little tired.Fra Blucher: Then I will say good night.Freddy: Good night.Fra Blucher: Good night, darl