Frank:
A mental mind fuck can be nice.

The Criminologist:
I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey.

Frank:
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. Can't you just see it? Don't dream it, be it.

The Criminologist:
And crawling om this planet's face, some insects called the human race. Lost in time. And lost in space... and meaning.

Janet:
What have you done to Brad?

Frank:
Nothing. Why, do you think I should?

Riff Raff:
Hello.

Brad:
Hi! My name is Brad Majors, and this is my fiance, Janet Weiss. I wonder if you could help us. You see, our car broke down a few miles up the road. Do you have a phone we might use?

Riff Raff:
You're wet.

Janet:
Yes, it's raining.

Brad:
Yes.

Riff Raff:
Yes... I think perhaps you better both come inside.

Janet:
You're too kind. Oh Brad, I'm frightened. What kind of a place is this?

Brad:
Oh, it's probably some kind of hunting lodge for rich weirdos.

Janet:
Oh.

Riff Raff:
This way.

Janet:
Are you having a party?

Riff Raff:
You've arrived on a rather special night. It's one of the master's affairs.

Janet:
Oh, lucky him.

Magenta:
You're lucky, he's lucky, I'm lucky, we're all lucky! Ha ha ha...

Brad:
Hi, my name is Brad Majors, and this is my fiancee, Janet Weiss; ah... you are...?

Frank:
Oh, I just love success!

Riff Raff:
He's a credit to your genius, Master.

Frank:
Yes!

Magenta:
A triumph of your will.

Frank:
Yes!

Columbia:
He's OK!

Frank:
OK? OK? I think we can do better than that! Well Brad and Janet, what do you think of him?

Janet:
Well, I don't like men with too many muscles.

Frank:
I didn't make him for you!... He carries the Charles Atlas seal of approval.

Magenta:
I ask for nothing!

Frank:
And you shall receive it, IN ABUNDANCE!

Riff Raff:
With a bit of a mind flip...

Magenta:
You're into a time slip...

Riff Raff:
And nothing can ever be the same.

Magenta:
You're spaced out on sensation. HAH!

Riff Raff:
Like you're under sedation!

Frank:
So come up to the lab and see what's on the slab. I see you shiver in antici... pation.

Brad:
Say, do any of you know the Madison?

Riff Raff:
The master is not yet married, nor do I think he ever will be.

Frank:
I'm afraid you've touched on a rather tender subject there, Dr. Scott. Another slice anyone?

Frank:
Enchant". Well! How nice. And what charming underclothes you both have. But here. Put these on.They'll make you feel less... vulnerable. It's not often we receive visitors here, let alone offer them... hospitality.

Brad:
Hospitality? All we wanted to do was to use your telephone, Goddammit, a reasonable request which you've chosen to ignore!

Janet:
Brad, don't be ungrateful.

Brad:
Ungrateful!

Frank:
How forceful you are, Brad. Such a perfect specimen of manhood. So... dominant.

Frank:
How do you do? I see you've met my faithful handyman.

Frank:
Don't dream it, be it.

Frank:
One from the vaults... Don't be upset. It was a mercy killing. He had a certain naive charm, but no muscle.

Columbia:
Ha! I've seen it.

Frank:
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure.

Frank:
Because I've seen blue skies, through the tears in my eyes. And I realize, I'm going home.

Frank:
It's not easy having a good time! Even smiling makes my face ache!

Frank:
In just seven days, I can make you a man. Dig it if you can.

Frank:
He'll do press-ups, and chin-ups. Do the snatch, clean and jerk. He thinks dynamic tension must be hard work. Such strenuous living I just don't understand. When in just seven days, oh baby, I can make you a man.

Frank:
He'll eat nutritious, high protein and swallow raw eggs... Tried to build up his shoulders, his chest, arms and legs. Such an effort, if he only knew of my plan. In just seven days I can make you a man.

Magenta:
How sentimental.

Riff Raff:
And also presumptuous of you. You see, when I said that 'we' were to return to Transylvania, I referred only to Magenta and myself. I'm sorry, however, if you found my words misleading, but you see, you are to remain here, in spirit, anyway.

Dr. Everett Scott:
Great heavens! That's a laser!

Riff Raff:
Yes, Dr. Scott. A laser capable of emitting a beam of pure anti-matter.

Brad:
You mean, you're going to kill him? What's his crime?

Dr. Everett Scott:
You saw what became of Eddie. Society must be protected.

Riff Raff:
Exactly, Dr. Scott. And now, Frank N. Furter, your time has come. Say good-bye to all of this... and hello to oblivion.

Dr. Everett Scott:
Janet!

Janet:
Dr. Scott!

Brad:
Janet!

Janet:
Brad!

Frank:
Rocky!

Dr. Everett Scott:
Janet!

Janet:
Dr. Scott!

Brad:
Janet!

Janet:
Brad!

Frank:
Rocky!

Dr. Everett Scott:
This sonic transducer, it is I suppose some kind of audio-vibratory-physio-molecular transport device?

Janet:
You killed them!

Magenta:
But I thought you liked them. They liked you.

Riff Raff:
THEY DIDN'T LIKE ME! THEY NEVER LIKED ME!

Frank:
It was strange the way it happened. One of those quirks of fate. One of those moments when the chips are down, you're trapped, there's no way out and even if there was it would probably be a one way ticket to the bottom of the bay. Then you get a break! All of the pieces seem to fit into place. It took a small aciddent to make it happen. AN ACCIDENT! And that is how I discovered the secret. That elusive ingredient, that... spark that is the breath of life... yes I have that knowledge! I hold the key to life... ITSELF!

Janet:
If only we were amongst friends... or sane persons!

Riff Raff:
Master, Rocky has broken his chain and vanished. Your new playmate is loose and somewhere in the castle grounds. Magenta has just released the dogs.

Frank:
Hmmm? Coming.

Columbia:
You're very lucky to be invited up to Frank's laboratory. Some people would give their right arm for the privilege.

Brad:
Some people like you maybe.

Columbia:
Ha. I've seen it.

Columbia:
You're very lucky to be invited up to Frank's laboratory. Some people would give their right arm for the privilege.

Columbia:
My God! I can't stand any more of this! First you spurn me for Eddie, and then you throw him off like an old overcoat for Rocky! You chew people up and then you spit them out again... I loved you... do you hear me? I loved you! And what did it get me? Yeah, I'll tell you: a big nothing. You're like a sponge. You take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion. Yeah, well, I've had enough You're gonna choose between me and Rocky, so named after the rocks in his head!

Columbia:
Oh, slowly, slowly! It's too nice a job to rush.

Frank:
Well really... That's no way to behave on your first day out. But uhm, since you're such exceptional beauty, I'm prepared to forgive you.

Frank:
A weakling weighing 98 pounds, Will get sand in his face when kicked to the ground. And soon in the gym, with a determined chin. The sweat from his paws as he works for his cause. Will make him glisten and gleam. And with massage and just a little bit of steeeeeam... He'll be pink and quite clean. He'll be a strong man... Oh honey, but the wrong man.

Frank:
But a deltoid and a bicept. A cut groin and a tricept makes me... ooo... shake! Makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand.

Frank:
I don't want no dissension. Just dynamic tension.

Janet:
I want a muscle fa-an

Janet:
Brad, please, let's get out of here.

Brad:
For Godssakes, keep a grip on it, Janet.

Janet:
But it seems so unhealthy here.

Brad:
It's just a party, Janet.

Janet:
Well, I wanna go!

Brad:
Well we can't go back to the car unless we get to a phone.

Janet:
Well asked the butler or someone!

Brad:
Just a moment, Janet. We don't want to interfere with their celebration.

Janet:
This isn't the Junior Chamber of Commerce, Brad!