”I can’t explain it,” Margaruite Churchill peers despairingly into Ricardo Cortez’s face. “Yet my father seems…..he seems….”
“Different?” Cortez suggests. “Different” Churchill affirms.
Cortez whips off his glasses and says, “Darling, when a man as sensitive as your father has been hung by the neck, pronounced officially dead and brought miraculously back to life, he’s bound to be affected by the experience.”
Lon Chaney Jr. shivers in his sleep. “No,no,no!” he moans, staring at the light of the full moon. He sprouts fangs and fur and starts a bestial bellowing.
In a frenzy to mangle a throat or two, he tears apart his bed, topples tables, pulls down a chandelier and sends it crashing into an immense mirror.
His father (Claude Rains), who has been all the time standing in the hall, raps softly at his door and says,
“Larry ,Larry, my boy, is something troubling you?”