Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Victor Frankenstein:
Welcome to my humble castle, Miss Sommer. How may I be of help?

Elke Sommer:
Well, it's going to seem silly, but I came here through your time -- Your time --

Victor Frankenstein:
Frankenhole.

Elke Sommer:
Yes. 1966. You see, there, I am considered one of the most desirable women in the world. Men only want to use me for my beauty, and it's made me rather untrusting of love. So I want you to make into a monster -- Something ugly so that I know when a man says he loves me, he truly means it.

Elke Sommer:
That's silly, I suppose.

Polidori:
No. Psychotic, perhaps.

Stewart:
Ah, don't listen to that mug. You're right! Men are manipulative jerks!

Elke Sommer:
Do you really think so? Mr. Lawrence?

[Stewart release his mustache again]

Stewart:
Call me Stewart.

Elke Sommer:
Oh, that's a neat trick.

Stewart:
Come on, baby. Let's get out of here. I'll show you the town, give you the jazz!

Elke Sommer:
Alright, Mr. Law-- Oh, Stewart. You are charming as you are handsome.

[as Stewart and Elke Sommer were about to leave]

Stewart:
[to Victor] I'll be dead within a week!