The Wolf Man (1941 film)

1941 film by George Waggner

The Wolf Man is a 1941 film about a man who returns to his homeland, is attacked by a creature of folklore, and infected with a horrific disease his disciplined mind tells him cannot possibly exist.

Directed by George Waggner. Written by Curt Siodmak.
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  • Even a man who is pure in heart
    And says his prayers by night
    May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms
    And the autumn moon is bright.

Sir John Talbot

  • All astronomers are amateurs. When it comes to the heavens, there's only one professional.
  • You policemen are always in such a hurry. As if dead men didn't have all eternity.


  • Doctor Lloyd: I believe a man lost in the mazes of his own mind may imagine that he's anything.
  • Frank Andrews: [to Gwen about Larry] There's something very tragic about that man... and I'm sure that nothing but harm will come to you through him.
  • Mrs. Williams: You should have seen the way he looked at me in Conliffe's shop. Like a wild animal. With murder in his eye!


Col. Montford: [showing Larry's stick to him] Is this your walking stick?
Larry: Why, yes. That's the stick I killed the wolf with.
[Sir John Talbot and Col. Montford look at Larry with great concern]
Sir John: Larry, Bela the gypsy was killed last night. Your walking stick was found next to the body.
Larry: You mean, Bela the fortune teller? But... I only saw a wolf.

Maleva: You killed the wolf.
Larry: Well, there's no crime in that is there?
Maleva: The wolf was Bela.
Larry: You think I don't know the difference between a wolf and a man?
Maleva: Bela turned into a wolf and you killed him. A werewolf can only be killed by a silver bullet, or a silver knife... [looks down at Larry's walking stick] ...or a stick with a silver handle.
Larry: You're insane! I tell you, I killed a wolf! A PLAIN, ORDINARY WOLF!

Maleva: Whoever is bitten by a werewolf and lives becomes a werewolf himself.
Larry: Ah, don't hand me that. You're just wasting your time.
Maleva: The wolf bit you, didn't he?
Larry: Yeah. Yeah, he did!

Larry: Don't try to make me believe that I killed a man when I know that I killed a wolf!
Doctor Lloyd: Yes, yes. We're all a little bit confused.

Sir John: Yes, that’s the sign of the werewolf.
Larry: That’s just a legend though, isn’t it?
Sir John: Yes, but like most legends, it must have some basis in fact. It’s probably an ancient explanation of the dual personality in each of us. How does it go? “Even a man who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night may become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms and Autumn moon is bright.”

Larry: You wouldn't wanna run away with a murderer wouldja?
Gwen: Oh Larry, you're not. You know you're not.
Larry: I killed Bela. I killed Richardson. If I stay here any longer, you can't tell who'll be next.

Sir John: You can't run away.
Larry: That's it! That's what she said.
Sir John: Who?
Larry: The gypsy woman.
Sir John: Gypsy woman? Now we're getting down to it. She's been filling your mind with this gibberish. This talk of werewolves and pentagrams. You're not a child Larry, you're a grown man and you believe in the superstitions of a Gypsy woman!

Maleva: For a thousand years we Gypsies have buried our dead like that. I couldn't break the custom even if I wanted to.
Rev. Norman: Fighting against superstition is as hard as fighting against Satan himself.

Maleva: You are not frightened, are you, Sir John?
Sir John: Frightened, of what?
Maleva: Of the night.
Sir John: Rubbish. You startled me.
Maleva: Don't be startled, Sir John. You have the silver cane for protection.
Sir John: Who are you?
Maleva: Hasn't your son told you?
Sir John: You're the gypsy that's been filling his mind with this werewolf nonsense!

Col. Montford: [after shooting at the Wolf Man] I could've sworn I hit him dead on.
Frank: And I to.
Doctor Lloyd: [Grins] Have you forgotten it takes a silver bullet to kill a werewolf?

Maleva: The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
Col. Montford: The wolf must have attacked her and Larry came to the rescue. I'm sorry Sir John.
Gwen: [Crying] Larry!


  • Night monster with the blood lust of a savage beast!
  • His hideous howl a dirge of death!


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