[Sir Malcolm faces his imaginary dead family]
Gladys Murray : I don't know how you could live with it, Malcolm.
Mina Harker : All those tombstones in a row.
Peter : Wife, daughter, son.
Sir Malcolm Murray : Not me. Not my doing.
Gladys Murray : You know it was.
Peter : Who walked away as I starved?
Mina Harker : Who pulled the trigger that killed me, Father?
Peter : Did you name a mountain after me?
Gladys Murray : [about Madame Kali] Did you enjoy her body as I bled?
[the imaginary dead figures tell Victor Frankenstein and Sir Malcolm to join them]
John Clare : [the undead creatures sit around Victor] You have the engines of the future all around you.
Lily : The needle. The scalpel. The noose.
Mina Harker : [the dead family stand around Sir Malcolm] The gun to the temple.
Gladys Murray : Take your razor and slit your throat.
Peter : Join your family.
Mina Harker : The final tombstone on the hill.
Lily : The sip of poison from the amber bottle.
Gladys Murray : The single bullet under the chin.
John Clare : There is no other peace for thee, Frankenstein.
Proteus : Walk into the river... let it bring you quiet. Enjoy our company.
Gladys Murray : One of us again.
Peter : Father.
Proteus : Husband.
Proteus : Father.
Lily : Lover.
John Clare : Brother.