Elsa Lanchester credited as playing...
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley • The Monster's Mate
- Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: It's a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.
- The Monster: Friend? Friend?
- The Monster's Mate: Awwwwwwww!
- Doctor Pretorius: Stand back! Stand back!
- The Monster's Mate: Awwwwwwww!
- The Monster: She *hate* me, like others.
- Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: An audience needs something stronger than a pretty little love story. So, why shouldn't I write of monsters?
- [first lines]
- [prologue]
- [Lord Byron looking out the window at a thunderstorm]
- Lord Byron: How beautifully dramatic! The cruelest savage exhibition of nature at her worst without.
- [turns to face Mary and Percy Shelley, both seated]
- Lord Byron: And we three. We elegant three within. I should like to think that an irate Jehovah was pointing those arrows of lightning directly at my head. The unbowed head of George Gordon, Lord Byron. England's greatest sinner. But I cannot flatter myself to that extent. Possibly those thunders are for our dear Shelley. Heavens applause for England's greatest poet.
- Percy Bysshe Shelley: What of my Mary?
- Lord Byron: She's an angel.
- Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: You think so?
- Lord Byron: You hear? Come Mary, come and watch the storm.
- Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley: You know how lightning alarms me.