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"Monster"

"Monster"

This post is part of a series: Part I, "scream!," Part II, "Wolves,” and Part III, “Monster.”

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Frankenstein and Mrs. Frankenstein are in the living room. Fighting.

Mrs. Frankenstein: I love him.

Frankenstein: You cheated?

Mrs. Frankenstein: No. Never. He gets me in ways you never will.

Frankenstein: "So when you're weak" you go to him. You don't think I can help?

Mrs. Frankenstein: Can you? You've never cared enough before.

Frankenstein: "When you are on your knees" begging me to listen. You don't think I cared?

Mrs. Frankenstein: No. You told me you didn’t. You can't pretend that our history is anything otherwise.

Frankenstein: Fine. We can split. "I’ll do my best with the time that's left" to stay out of your way. You best do the same.

Mrs. Frankenstein: Neither of us wanted this. The doctor thought you needed a companion but you didn't. You don't. You're so narcissistic.

Frankenstein: We were supposed to be the same. Need one another. Me "sworn with your spirit."

Mrs. Frankenstein: That's not how it worked out.

Frankenstein: If "you're fully fleshed" you won't be able to be with Dracula.

Mrs. Frankenstein: I don't need to be with anyone. I dream about being able to travel the world to experience places and things that others want to see with me. Who want to be around me.

Frankenstein: "So fuck your dreams." You get so needy. (mimicking, mockingly) I need you to do this. I want you to do this. NO I DON’T! You're supposed to be HERE FOR ME.

Mrs. Frankenstein: "And don't you pick at our seams." It's over. You don't need to be worse.

Frankenstein: Oh, "I'll turn into a monster for you if you pay me enough."

Mrs. Frankenstein: You already are a monster. You are acting like a monster.

Frankenstein: "None of this counts." I'm trying to make a point.

Mrs. Frankenstein: "If you do" me a favor. Please don't "cloud up" this ending to make it seem like I'm the bad guy. I'm not the bad guy.

Frankenstein: Yeah right. "So we come to the place of no return."

Mrs. Frankenstein: Sounds about right.

Frankenstein: (furiously) "Yours is the face which makes my body burn."

Mrs. Frankenstein: Just sign the papers and we’ll be done.

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