Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Victor Frankenstein:
Elizabeth, you're simply going to have to quit saving the boys from death. It's their time to die, and that's that!

Heinrich & Gustav:
[gasped face]

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Children, you're excused from the table. Time for bed.

Gustav:
Aw, geez. Just when it was getting god.

Heinrich:
What are you talking about it was awful.

Gustav:
[sad] Oh, yeah.

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
I don't like talking that way in front of them. It's uncomfortable.

Victor Frankenstein:
Every minute of the day is uncomfortable with those bratty little geezers.

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Darling, can't we go on a romantic holiday alone together.

Victor Frankenstein:
No. Not until the kids are dead.

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Oh, that's no fair! I'll take the fun right out of the whole trip.

Victor Frankenstein:
Are you crazy? What could be better than your own children dying before you?

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Maybe everyone doesn't feel that way.

Victor Frankenstein:
EVERYONE'S AN IDIOT!

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
I'm sorry. I'm just trying to be so hard all motherly and everything.

Victor Frankenstein:
Elizabeth, sometimes "motherly" is letting your children leave the nest to plummet to their deaths.

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Of course. You're right.

Victor Frankenstein:
Now, I won't hear any more of this. You need to quit foiling death and let our sons die in peace.

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Alright, dear.

Victor Frankenstein:
Good.

Heinrich & Gustav:
Daddy! Tuck us in!

Victor Frankenstein:
CERTAINLY NOT!

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Victor, can't you at least tuck the boys in *one last time*?

Victor Frankenstein:
Last time?

Elizabeth Frankenstein:
Oh, alright, first and last.