“Inga: You know, there's something I've been meaning to ask you. In the transference, the monster got part of your wonderful brain. But what did you ever get from him?
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [growls suggestively]
Inga: [gasping] Oh my goodness, I don't believe... [emits several somewhat painful-sounding moans and grunts…singing] Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you!”
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“Dr. Paul Abbot: Thank you for a lovely evening, Kate, shall we see you in the morning?…”
“There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination.”
“Larry Abbot: I'm telling you, I felt a cold, dead body lying beside me in bed. Do you…”
“Larry Abbot: I'm telling you, I felt a cold, dead body lying beside me in bed. Do you…”