Frankenstein (2025 film)

"My Maker told you his tale? Then I will tell you mine."

"I longed to be part of this family. To be their benefactor. What could I possibly do for them? I became their invisible guardian. The Spirit of the Forest. And on occasion they too extended a small kindness toward me. Clothes. Bread. And for a moment, a brief, brief moment, the world and I were at peace."

"An idea, a feeling became clear to me. The hunter did not hate the wolf. The wolf did not hate the sheep. But violence felt inevitable between them. Perhaps, I thought, this was the way of the world. It would hunt you and kill you, just for being what you are."

"I understood that I was nothing. A wretch. A blot. Not even of the same nature as Man. This hurt clung to my mind. It never let go."

"There was silence again. Then, merciless life. How long did I die for? I do not know. But I saw my injuries healed. The cold winter air stung in my lungs. I felt lonelier than ever, because for every man there was but one remedy to all pain: Death, a gift you too had denied me."

"I cannot die. And I cannot live... alone."

"Whatever puzzle I am, Creator, I think. I feel. I have this sole petition: make one like me."

"The miracle was not that I should speak, but that you would ever listen! If you are not to award me love, then I will indulge in rage. And mine is infinite!"

"You gave me life unwanted. I give it back to you. You thought me a monster. Now I return the favor."

"Victor. You only listen when I hurt you! [picks up a stick of dynamite] This. You put your faith in this. You think this will unmake me. Light it then, and hope it does. But if it does not, I will come for you again. Light it! [Victor lights the dynamite.] Now...run."

"In seeking life, I created death."

"Some of what I will tell you is fact. Some is not. But it is all true."

"Life. This is life, gentlemen. We are born. And no sooner do we rise, we fall. Death. In the space between that rise and fall, our humble little purview. Birth is not in our hands, is it. Conception, that spark, the animation of thought and soul, that is in God's hands. God. But death, ah, now there lies the challenge. That should be our concern. It should be. Who are we to do so? We are not gods, are we? But if we are to behave as immodestly as gods, we must, at the very least, deliver miracles, wouldn't you say? Ignite a divine spark in these young students' minds. Teach them defiance rather than obedience! Show that Man may pursue Nature to her hiding places and stop death! Not slow it down, but stop it entirely!"

"I never considered what would come after creation. And having reached the edge of the earth, there was no horizon left. The achievement felt unnatural. Void of meaning. And this troubled me so."

"I have found sanity at such a cost. And now, here you are, calling me back."

"Honor, country, valor...these surely are worthwhile, elevated ideas by themselves, wouldn't you agree? And yet men are dying for them, in a decidedly un-elevated way. Face-down in the mud, choking on blood, screaming in pain. Men that were fathers, or brothers, or sons to someone out there. Men that were fed, and cleaned, and nursed, and schooled into this world by their mothers, only to fall on a battlefield far from those that provoke these tragedies. Those men remain at home, untouched by blood or bayonet. Their skin unpierced, their blankets warm and clean. That is what happens when ideas are pursued by fools."

"A beautiful creature, is she not? Remote. Entirely bewitching. But so odd. Three hearts, multiple eyes, white blood. And a fascinating lack of choice. Choice is the seed of the soul. The one gift God granted us. I have chosen. Good night, Victor."

"My place was never in this world. I sought and longed for something I could not quite name. But in you, I found it. To be lost and to be found, that is the lifespan of love. And in its brevity, its tragedy... this has been made eternal. Better this way... to fade... with your eyes gazing upon me."

"I thought it was brilliant. But you are like a child. So excited, clutching your new pet so tightly that you're strangling it. That is why I worry about you. Can you contain your fire, Prometheus? Or are you going to burn your hands before delivering it?"

"The tower was built as an irrigation plant to water the fields. Public works, so construction was abandoned at the start of the war. Not this war, the one before. Or the one before that? I cannot quite remember."

"I will be the eagle that feasts on your liver!"

"Oscar Isaac — Baron Victor Frankenstein"

"Jacob Elordi — the Creature"

"Mia Goth — Lady Elizabeth Harlander / Baroness Claire Frankenstein"

"Felix Kammerer — William Frankenstein"

"David Bradley — the Blind Man"

"Lars Mikkelsen — Captain Anderson"

"Charles Dance — Baron Leopold Frankenstein"

"Christoph Waltz — Henrich Harlander"

"Kyle Gatehouse — the Young Hunter"

"Lauren Collins — Alma"

"Sofia Galasso — Anna-Maria"

"Ralph Ineson — Professor Krempe"

"Burn Gorman — an executioner"