[He narrows his eyes. What is there to say to that but the truth of it.] They died. There is nothing after that. [And to Victor, that means that to him, a body is just that. A body. It's parts on a table.

It's, of course, a little different with Lily. He knew her before she died. He killed her after all. And after, he'd ended up falling in love with her. And she...]

She doesn't see herself as human. She sees herself as better. She'll never age. She'll never die again. She'll walk this earth forever. So do not tell me what I think of them. I know what they are.

[Monsters. And none as monstrous as the man who stands here now and defends his work]

You would not do it? If you had the chance to come back? If someone you loved could be returned to you, would you not pay the price?