"We'll take the children to the Club of the Sons!"

"Will you please wake Georgy? He must take me at once to the Worker's City…"

"…the machine!… Someone h a s to stay at the machine!"

Feder sees a monk in the pulpit who preaches:

"—it is a plan of the 2000-year-old catacombs

In the heart of Metropolis there was a strange house, overlooked by the centuries.

"The same woman who those in the depths look up to as a saint——?!"

So, Joh Fredersen—?! Isn't it worth the loss of a hand to have created the man of the future?

…And upon her forehead was a name written, mystery, Babylon the Great, the mother of abominations of the earth."

Come, let us build a tower whose top may reach unto the stars!

"Many now go to the City of the Dead, to a woman who has proven herself as true as gold."

She is the most perfect and obedient tool that ever a man possessed! Tonight you'll see,

…And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet color, having a golden cup in her hand…