PLAYHOUSE OF THE DAMNED
by Richard Nathan
The spotlight is up on our host, GUS THE GHOUL, while
the set for the next story is prepared. This
is the story of Victor Frankenstein, and it takes place in his laboratory.
There should be a table with several beakers full of chemical
solutions. There should also be a bed or a slab upon which the Monster
will lie. The story takes place
in the early Eighteenth Century, and the set and costumes should suggest that
all have probably heard of the old plantation master.
Here's the story of the old transplantation master; that
famous doctor who had not patients, so he built himself one.
Yes, he built a man from scratch. And you know what
you get when you build a man from scratch, don't you?
You get a son of an itch. So let's join our hero in his
laboratory. Let's join Dr. Frankenstein.
exits. The spotlight goes out,
and during the blackout, DR. FRANKENSTEIN and the MONSTER take their places on
the set. The Monster lies on the
bed, completely covered by a sheet. As
the lights come up, Dr. Frankenstein is checking his beakers.
After a moment, there is a loud, insistent knocking on the door.
Is that you, Wolfgang?
Victor, it's me, Elizabeth!
Would you mind coming back tomorrow? I'm
Victor, I must see you!
I don't have time now!
I'm your fiancee! I haven't seen
you for weeks!
promise we'll be together soon. My
experiment is almost
will not leave this door until I see you!!!
Frankenstein angrily inspect to lab to make sure the Monster is well-covered,
then he strides to the door and flings it open. ELIZABETH, his beautiful young fiancee, enters.
just torn me away from the most important
experiment in the history of mankind. Does that
make you happy?
kisses him on the cheek, but he refuses to respond.
Victor! What has come over you?
your poor father's heart. Where were you yesterday?
in my laboratory, of course.
weren't you at your mother's funeral?
don't like funerals.
those weeping old women and their ceremonies
of submission to death!
are you talking about?
work does more to honor my mother than all
of the funerals in history!
can working on the day of your mother's
funeral honor her death?
her death! I will never honor
death! I honor life!!!
is raving like a madman, scaring Elizabeth.
I am about to accomplish a miracle!
name shall be celebrated throughout Europe: Victor
Frankenstein, the man who defeated death!
death is part of God's plan.
it is time God was taught a new plan.
is blasphemy! You work has
It has made you evil! I'm going to tell your father
that I am breaking off our engagement!
Go ahead! You do not have
to be a Frankenstein!
runs out in tears. Dr.
Frankenstein goes back to his chemicals.
A few seconds later, his assistant WOLFGANG comes through the door.
Wolfgang carries a large jar which contains a human brain.
I see you have purchased the brain!
The graverobber says I am his very best
customer. He asked me if I wanted to buy any
other organs, but I told him, "Not today."
Frankenstein takes the jar and examines the brain.
looks fresh enough. I think we
are ready for
the final stages of our experiment.
Frankenstein goes over to the Monster. He
lifts the upstage part of the sheet, so that the Monster remains hidden from
the audience. Wolfgang brings
over the necessary chemicals, as Dr. Frankenstein begins to operate behind the
we slip the brain into the cranial cavity.
he live now, Doctor?
not yet. First we must pour on my
heals the deceased brain, which was badly damaged
due to the lack of fresh blood and oxygen. Death is
a very unhealthy state for the brain. See how the serum
heals all the damage death has done! Look! The brain
is attaching itself to the spinal cord!
it is spectacular!
I put back the top of the skull... fasten
right here... push back the flap of the scalp like this...
sew it together... and we are done!
Doctor, he's still dead!
why we need the second serum, to start the
heart! Let me pour it down his throat...
the sheet, Dr. Frankenstein pours the second serum down the Monster's throat.
The Monster groans.
Did you hear that?
alive! I have defeated death!
I am the greatest
doctor of all time!
Monster sits up. He is a huge,
horrible, ugly brute.
great doctor you may be, but as a housekeeper
you've got a lot to learn.
at this dust! Is this how you
keep your room clean?
Where did that brain come from?
the graverobber! I didn't ask him
where he got it!
Victor, this is where you spend so much of your time,
you can't ever see your family? You should get out more.
Get some sun!
Frankenstein is enraged! He's
ready to kill Wolfgang!
you realize what you've done?
Monster looks down and notices its huge ugly body for the first time.
a minute! Is this me?
I could use some sun myself!
Maybe lately I haven't been feeling so good, but this
bad I never felt! Victor, have you been up to your
old tricks again?
sorry! I didn't know!
It was only an experiment!
experiment! My son, the doctor!!!
The cast exits in the darkness. GUS
THE GHOUL enters, and a spotlight picks him up.
often heard of inheriting your parent's brains, but
I think Dr. Frankenstein could have at least waited for
the reading of the will. Perhaps a better title for this
story would have been "Son of Frankenstein."
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© 2000 by Richard Nathan. All rights reserved
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