- [repeated line]
- Krull: When my master says, "Krull, do this thing," I do the thing, whatever it may be.
- Sardonicus: Good morning, Madam.
- Baroness Maude Sardonicus: Good morning.
- Sardonicus: May I come in?
- Baroness Maude Sardonicus: Well, I...
- Sardonicus: Do not worry. I'm not a man who's affectionate in the morning hours.
- Sardonicus: What I had not forseen was that the face of my father, the muscles stretched by a terrible death recoil, would look directly and hideously upon me, the dead lips drawn back in a constant and soul-shattering smile.
- [last lines]
- [Krull has just returned to the castle from the train station in learning directly from Sir Robert that Sardonicus' afflictions and cure are psychosomatic, which applies to his current inability to open his mouth and thus eat or speak]
- Krull: [to Sardonicus in seeing him writhing in trying to open his mouth with his hands, and Krull himself thinking as he feels his missing eye] Master, I'm very sorry, but I missed them. The train had already left.
- [Sardonicus walks away dejected, as Krull sits to eat, the two men looking at each other, Sardonicus with envy, Krull with quiet satisfaction]
- Krull: [Sardonicus again tries to pry open his mouth with his hands and stuff food into it unsuccessfully, then walks away with his face in his hands in total dejection]
- Sardonicus: [leading Sir Robert to the torture chamber] This castle is very old, Sir Robert. It was built in a dim age of fearful barbarity.
- Sardonicus: A ghoul, as I'm sure you know, is a disgusting creature who opens graves and feeds on corpses.
- Sardonicus: [to Sir Robert] You must know first of all that I am the victim of a little domestic tragedy. My wife does not love me. She has always been a wife in name only. She is revolted, you see. Revolted by my face.
- Baroness Maude Sardonicus: It's not only that.
- Sardonicus: Oh come, Madam! My crudeness? My cruelty? My arrogance? This is what you tell yourself in your womanish passion, is it not? But it is my face you bar your door against, not my character flaws.
- Krull: [noticing Sir Robert's disquiet at seeing a collection of empty picture frames] Perhaps you are puzzled by the empty frames, sir?
- Sir Robert Cargrave: Yes, they do seem rather strange.
- Krull: The baron is an unusual man, of unusual convictions. In such frames, ordinary men would honor the portraits of their forefathers. But the baron has disowned his forefathers in one magnificent gesture.
- Gatekeeper: Sardonicus?
- Sir Robert Cargrave: Why were you so frightened?
- Gatekeeper: Aah, sir, you would not understand. You are young. You do not yet have daughters!
- William Castle: [breaking the fourth wall in speaking directly to the cinema-going audience] That's how the story ends, with the lovers living happily-ever-after. But has Mr. Sardonicus been punished enough? Don't you agree with me that such a miserable scoundrel should be made to suffer, and suffer... and suffer, when you think what he did to his wife, and those girls. Tsk, tsk, tsk tsk. And about those leeches. I think ordinary punishment is too good for Mr. Sardonicus. If you feel that way too, if you want to show him no mercy, and punish hm as he deserves, then...
- William Castle: [holding up a card that has been given to cinema-going audience members displaying an option for a thumbs-up or a thumbs-down] ... hold up your punishment poll ballot with the thumb pointing down... like this. If on the other hand you're one of those, "I wouldn't hurt a fly," kind of people...
- William Castle: [grimacing his face] ... one of those sweet, nice, kind souls who would let Mr. Sardonicus go free, you should hold your ballot...
- William Castle: [he rotates the card one hundred eighty degrees] ... with the thumb pointing up, like this. Now we're ready for the voting. No mercy. No mercy.
- William Castle: [pretending he can see into the audience] Hold the ballots high, please. Oh come now, hold them up. Please. Now that's better. The lady in the ninth row, a little higher. The little boy in the back, will you please sit down so that I can count the cards behind you. That young couple on the left, is that one vote or two that you're casting? Two votes? Thank you. Thank you all very much.
- William Castle: [counting the ballots] Mercy. No mercy.
- William Castle: [speaking to himself] Seventeen, carry the three... subtract fourteen...
- William Castle: [gleefully as he has finished his tabulations] No mercy! So be it. You have given a verdict. You have made a decision and a majority of you have sentenced Mr. Sardonicus to further punishment.
- William Castle: [looking upward to where the projection booth would be] Mr. Projectionist. Let the sentence be carried out.
- [the scene switches back to Sardonicus in his castle]
- [first lines]
- William Castle: [breaking the fourth wall in a deep London fog as he tries to strike a match to light his cigar] Oh, confounded fog. Makes the matches so damp...
- William Castle: [striking the match successfully and lighting his cigar] Ah, there we are. This of course is London, and I am William Castle. Oh, it's good to see you again, my homicidal friends. This time, our story is a bit different. It's an old fashioned story, full of gallantry, and graciousness, and *ghouls*. You know about ghouls, don't you? They are... well let me find you an exact definition.
- William Castle: [pulling out and reading from a dictionary] Let me see. "goom"... that's an odd word. It means, "to search for game in the dark." "ghost"... ah here it is. "ghoul: an evil being who robs graves and feeds on corpses." Ah yes, just an old-fashioned story. I hope you enjoy it... and I hope your nightmares are nice ones. So nice to have met you again.