Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
[Elsa is in bed. Wolf hides a revolver beneath his pillow. He is about to blow out the candle when she speaks]
Wolf. What happened to Benson?
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
I don't know, really, dear. I've been working him pretty hard lately. Maybe he just wanted to go out and get drunk.
Elsa von Frankenstein:
But Benson doesn't drink.
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
Oh, well, perhaps he does sometimes. Uh, but he'll be back in the morning bright and early, you'll see. Don't worry about him.
Elsa von Frankenstein:
It's you I'm worried about. You aren't yourself. Are you keeping something from me?
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
No, darling. Is this place getting on your nerves?
Elsa von Frankenstein:
I hate it here, Wolf. I'm terribly afraid all the time.
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
I'm sorry, dear. I'm going to send you and Peter away in the morning. I want you to take a trip to Brussels and I'll follow you in a few days.
Elsa von Frankenstein:
I've tried so desperately to match your bravery, but...
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
Oh, my dear!
Elsa von Frankenstein:
I'll be alright.
Baron Wolf von Frankenstein:
There's a good girl. Where are you going?
Elsa von Frankenstein:
To get Peter. I'll feel better having him in here with me.
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