- Miss Ettie Coombes: My wicked worldliness has caught up with me at last! The Babu of Garoka always said it would.
- Dr. Yogami: The werewolf is neither man nor wolf, but a Satanic creature with the worst qualities of both.
- Dr. Yogami: Good day. But remember this Dr. Glendon, the werewolf instinctively seeks to kill the thing it loves best.
- Mrs. Moncaster: Are you a single gentleman, sir?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Singularly single, madame. More single than I ever realized that it was possible for a human being to be.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Thanks... Thanks for the bullet. It was the only way... In a few moments now... I shall know why all this had to be. Lisa... good bye. Good bye Lisa. I'm sorry I... I couldn't have made you happier.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Are you planning on staying in England... long?
- Paul Ames: No. I return to California on the fourth. I've made my home there.
- Lisa Glendon: How does it feel to have a flying school of one's own? To be able to hop across from San Francisco to Tokyo in the twinkling of an eye?
- Paul Ames: [chuckles] At this moment, I ask nothing more of life.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Really? A very enchanting mood to be in... to ask nothing more of life. Are you in that mood, Lisa?
- [she looks uncomfortable, does not reply]
- Miss Ettie Coombes: Well, anyway, I'm in that mood. All these lovely flowers about. Oh, how true: only God can make a daffodil.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: The poet said, "Only God can make a tree," Aunt Ettie.
- Miss Ettie Coombes: Well, isn't it just as difficult to make a daffodil, Wilfred?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Much more so.
- Dr. Yogami: Your department is trying to solve two murders. There will be other murders tonight, and tomorrow night. Also next month, when the moon is full again - unless you realize, sir, there is a werewolf abroad in London.
- Sir Thomas Forsythe: Yes, my nephew has similar ideas. What do you want us to do about it?
- Dr. Yogami: You must seize the only specimen of the "Mariphasa" plant in England.
- Sir Thomas Forsythe: And where shall I get this posy?
- Dr. Yogami: In the private laboratory of Dr. Wilfred Glendon. That flower is the only known antidote for werewolfery.
- Sir Thomas Forsythe: Yes, a.. a very interesting folktale, but of no value to the police.
- Dr. Yogami: I warn you, sir, unless you secure this plant and discover the secret of nurturing it in this country, there'll be an epidemic that will turn London into a shambles.
- Mrs. Moncaster: [all delivered to Dr. Wilfred Glendon in one breathless rush as they climb the stairs] Ten years I was married to Moncaster, ain't seen him in twenty, he run away to Australia, Oh! what a man he was, used to come home from his work all portered up, hit the baby with the plate, throw the gravy in the grate, spear the canary with a fork, and then with his heavy hobnail boots black and blue me from head to foot and all because I'd forgot to have cracklin' on the pork, here's your room sir.
- Dr. Yogami: May I congratulate you sir, on the amazing collection of plants you've assembled here.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Thank you.
- Dr. Yogami: Evolution was in a strange mood, when that creation came along.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Yes.
- Dr. Yogami: It makes one wonder just where the plant world leaves off and the animal world begins.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Have I met you before, sir?
- Dr. Yogami: In Tibet, once. But only for a moment... In the dark.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: In the dark?
- Dr. Yogami: Let me introduce myself again. I am Dr. Yogami.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: How do you do, sir?
- Dr. Yogami: Like yourself, a student, a nurturist of plants.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Dr. Yogami.
- Dr. Yogami: Pardon?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Do I understand you to say, that we met in Tibet?
- Dr. Yogami: Yes. And unless I'm mistaken, we were both on a similar mission.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Yes.
- Dr. Yogami: Would it be intrusive if I should ask you... If you were successful?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: In what?
- Dr. Yogami: In obtaining a specimen of the Mariphasa lumina lupina: The phosphorescent wolf flower. Well, you know it only blooms under the rays of the moon. My specimens died on the journey back.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: As a scientist, sir, as a botanist you actually believe that this flower takes its life from moonlight?
- Dr. Yogami: I do.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: So far I've been unsuccessful in persuading mine to bloom by moonlight or any other kind of light.
- Dr. Yogami: Let me see them.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: I'm very sorry. I'll have to ask you to excuse me.
- Dr. Yogami: May I go along with you?
- [They're both shown later sitting down]
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: [skeptical] This flower is an antidote for..for what
- Dr. Yogami: Werewolfery. Lycanthrophobia is the medical term for the affliction I speak of.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: And do you expect me to believe that a man so affected actually becomes a wolf under the influence of the full moon?
- Dr. Yogami: No. The werewolf is neither man nor wolf but a satanic creature, with the worst qualities of both.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: I'm afraid, sir, but I gave up my belief in goblins, witches, personal devils, and werewolves at the age of six.
- Dr. Yogami: But that does not alter the fact that in workaday, modern, London today at this very moment there are two cases of werewolfery known to me.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: And how did these unfortunate gentleman contract this medieval unpleasantness?
- Dr. Yogami: [reaches for Glendons arm] From the bite of another werewolf. These men are doomed but for this flower the Mariphasa.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Dr Yogami, didn't they tell you that I wasn't seeing anyone today?
- Dr. Yogami: I thought, perhaps, you might see me.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Come another day, please.
- Dr. Yogami: Another day would be too late. What will happen before morning, I cannot say. Tonight is the first night of the full moon.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Still harping on that old wives tale of yours?
- Dr. Yogami: Would it were in old wives tale.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Exactly what do you want of me?
- Dr. Yogami: Two blossoms of the Mariphasa flower in there would save two souls tonight.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Tonight. But I thought you said the Mariphasa was a cure.
- Dr. Yogami: No. An antidote. Effective only for a few hours. Won't you let me see the results of your experiment?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Sorry. When my experiments are completed I will show the results to the entire world. Not before. Now, sir, I must wish you good day.
- Dr. Yogami: Then there is nothing more to be said?
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: Nothing
- Dr. Yogami: Good day. But remember this, Dr. Glendon. The werewolf instinctively seeks to kill the thing it loves best.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: [Glendon catches Yogami using the Mariphasa to quell his lycanthropy and realizes that he was the werewolf who bit him in Tibet] Yogami! You brought this on me, that night in Tibet.
- Dr. Yogami: [after using the Mariphasa] I'm sorry I can't share this with you.
- Dr. Wilfred Glendon: My dear wife has just been scolding me.
- Miss Ettie Coombes: Yes, how you manage to keep your dear wife is a mystery to me. Skirmishing off the way you do. Leaving her alone, months on end.
- Lisa Glendon: Anyhow, I knew the risk I took when I married one of the black Glendons of Malvern.
- Miss Ettie Coombes: Marrying any man is risky. Marrying a famous man is kissing catastrophe.
- Miss Ettie Coombes: She sings Botticelli divinely.
- Lady Forsythe: [slightly indignant] One doesn't "sing" Botticelli. One *paints* him.
- Miss Ettie Coombes: Oh, yes. I forgot for the moment.
- Botanical party attendee: [Just having seen a frog being fed to a carnivorous plant at the botanical party] Heretic! Bringing a beastly thing like that into Christian England.
- Dr. Yogami: Nature is very tolerant, sir. She has no creeds.
- Mrs. Moncaster: How's your son, dearie?
- Mrs. Whack: He's doing splendid. Did I tell you he was a foreman in a pants factory?
- Mrs. Moncaster: No.
- Mrs. Whack: Yes. And the warden says he's the best prisoner he's ever had in the penitentiary.
- Mrs. Moncaster: I always knew that boy would amount to something.
- Party Gust: Heretic! Bringing a beastly thing like that into Christian England.
- Dr. Yogami: Nature is very tolerant, sir. She has no creeds.
- Party Gust: Quite so.