The Wolf Man
1941
Maleva: Whoever is bitten by a werewolf and lives becomes a werewolf himself. Larry Talbot: Ah, quit handing me that. You're just wasting your time. Maleva: The wolf bit you, didn't it? Larry Talbot: Yeah. Yeah it did!
Sir John Talbot: Even a man who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night, may become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms and the autumn moon is bright.
Sir John Talbot: All astronomers are amateurs. When it comes to the heavens, there's only one professional.
Maleva: The way you walk was thorny through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over. Now you will find peace for eternity.
Maleva: The way you walk was thorny through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
Doctor Lloyd: I believe a man lost in the mazes of his own mind may imagine that he's anything.
Sir John Talbot: You policemen are always in such a hurry. As if dead men didn't have all eternity.
Larry Talbot: It isn't a wolf... it's a werewolf!
Col Paul Montford, chief constable: Just imagine having a stuffed werewolf staring at you from the wall!
Larry Talbot: You wouldn't wanna run away with a murderer wouldja?
Sir John Talbot: You can't run away. Larry Talbot: That's it! That's what she said. Sir John Talbot: Who? Larry Talbot: The gypsy woman. Sir John Talbot: Gypsy woman? Now we're getting down to it. She's been filling your mind with this gibberish. This talk of werewolves and pentagrams. You're not a child Larry, you're a grown man and you believe in the superstitions of a Gypsy woman!
Maleva: For a thousand years we Gypsies have buried our dead like that. I couldn't break the custom even if I wanted to. Rev. Norman: Fighting against superstition is as hard as fighting against Satan himself.
Gwen Conliffe: (Gwen and Larry are taking a moonlight walk) So you're a fortune teller? Larry Talbot: Uh-huh. Gwen Conliffe: Is that how you knew about the earrings? Larry Talbot: Well, no exactly. You see, a telescope has a mighty sharp eye. It brings the stars so close that you feel you can almost touch them. Gwen Conliffe: (shocked) A telescope? Larry Talbot: Sure. And it does the same thing to people in their rooms - that is if you point it in the right direction. Gwen Conliffe: Oh you wouldn't. Larry Talbot: Well, now, I was only testing the refractor. I didn't know about you and all of sudden there you were. Gwen Conliffe: From now on I'll be sure to draw the curtains. Larry Talbot: Oh, don't do that, I mean, not on account of me. (stumbling) I mean, well, you know what I mean. Gwen Conliffe: (grinning) Yes, I'm afraid I do.
Maleva: You are not frightened, are you, Sir John? Sir John Talbot: Frightened, of what? Maleva: Of the night. Sir John Talbot: Rubbish. You startled me. Maleva: Don't be startled, Sir John. You have the silver cane for protection. Sir John Talbot: Who are you? Maleva: Hasn't your son told you? Sir John Talbot: You're the gypsy that's been filling his mind with this werewolf nonsense!
Maleva: (Larry shows Maleva his chest wound concealed under his shirt) Go now - and heaven help you!
Larry Talbot: Don't try to make me believe that I killed a man when I know that I killed a wolf! Doctor Lloyd: (patronizing Larry) Yes, yes. We're all a little bit confused.
Frank Andrews: (to Gwen about Larry) There's something very tragic about that man. and I'm sure that nothing but harm will come to you through him.
Maleva: You killed the wolf. Larry Talbot: Well, there's no crime in that is there? Maleva: The wolf was Bela. Larry Talbot: You think I don't know the difference between a wolf and a man?