393 - December 27, 1967

[bunniefuu]

[Dr. Hoffman narrating] - A séance has been held in the great house of Collinwood.

A séance which has suspended time and space

and set one girl on an uncertain

and frightening journey into the past,

back to the year .

There each of the Collins ancestors resembles

a present day member of the Collins family.

But the names and relationships have changed

and Victoria Winters finds herself a stranger

in a sea of familiar faces

where she finds the ancestors of her friends starting a strategy

which still is being played out at Collinwood today.

[Angelique] - Waken him.

Say his name.

- Josette.

- Did you hear that?

Did you hear that voice?

- I only heard the wind. Come, Josette.

- No.

- Please. Please.

- No, I must say his name and - and awaken him.

- No, you must come home with me.

- Jeremiah.

Jeremiah!

- Josette, you know he's dead.

Please come with me. You mustn't think about it.

[rumbling]

- [screaming]

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- No, no sir.

I will not hear of your family returning to Martinique.

- But - but sir --

- To leave with such a bitter taste.

- Well, perhaps it is wise to leave

so we don't have such a bitter taste in the future.

- I assure you, sir.

- Oh, I did not mean it personally.

Both Natalie and I are concerned over my daughter

and her grief that she feels for her husband's death --

- Is quite appropriate.

- Yes, as no doubt,

but we are deeply concerned about her health.

Seriously concerned.

- Jeremiah left a surprisingly a large estate

I'm beginning to discover it, of course, belongs to Josette.

It would not be to her advantage for you to leave until --

- Father!

- Father! - Josette!

What are you doing up? Why?

Why you should have been in bed hours ago?

- What is this, Naomi?

- She -- - What is the meaning of this?

- We had a dreadful shock.

- Well, tell us, tell us - He's dead.

Jeremiah is dead.

You were with him when he died.

- I was, yes.

- Of course Jeremiah is dead, what is this?

- She thought she heard a voice.

- I did.

It woke me, so it must be true.

The voice told me to go to the grave that Jeremiah is alive.

- I was sitting there.

- Well, were you indeed, my dear.

- I had a glass of sherry for my nerves.

I saw Josette going out, I tried to stop her,

I couldn't,

so I followed her to the cemetery.

- Oh, Josette, Josette.

Dear.

- He - she was standing at the grave,

the wind was howling.

- And I heard a voice.

It was telling me to call his name.

I did.

The earth on grave, it seemed to move.

And a hand reached through the earth.

- It was his hand.

- It was reaching and grabbing the air.

It was Jeremiah's hand.

- Oh, ma petite.

You just imagined that you saw that hand

coming through the earth.

- I didn't. I didn't.

Mrs. Collins, tell him.

- Be careful, Naomi,

state only what you actually saw.

- Joshua, I'm not in the habit of lying or seeing things.

I saw the hand too.

- Oh, it was just an illusionary

and a trick of the moonlight.

- Father, help me.

- I am trying to.

- Help me by believing me.

- Well, how can I believe you and the facts at the same time.

Now, Jeremiah's death warrant was signed

by a very reputable doctor.

- I am sure -- - The finest.

-- that Jeremiah could not be alive now.

- Of course not. - Then what did I see?

- I don't know.

Josette, you've had so many, many shocks.

So many shocks since the very - you need rest.

Now, let me take you upstairs and perhaps you'll remember

things differently in the morning.

- You won't leave me alone. - Of course not.

- When we saw that arm, we turned and ran,

we were afraid of what we would see.

I didn't look back, father.

He's going to come to find me.

- No. No. - What are we going to do?

- You're going to get some rest.

Let me take you upstairs.

Then I'll protect you just like when you were a little child.

Nothing happened to you then

and nothing is going to happen to you now.

- I pray that what I saw, I imagined,

but how could we both have?

- My wife has a rather vivid imagination,

but perhaps after a night's rest

it will ease both your memories.

- Let me help you.

- No, no, thank you, we'll manage.

- He's quite right.

You are of no service to anyone in your condition.

- Joshua, I've been through a lot tonight.

- Around a quarter of a bottle, I should say.

- Whatever I had to drink, it was so long ago

that it's unimportant.

- Only to you.

- What happened here? - Was obviously a result of your condition

and that poor child's nerves.

- You'll see.

- Oh, will I, what do you suggest?

Shall I open my own bottle of sherry

and see how much I have to drink

before I begin to see hands appearing?

- Witchcraft can't make men return from their graves.

- You are quite right.

This is more effective.

- Do you prefer to keep on insulting me

instead of thinking what has happened?

And to face what has happened

and well that's what you're doing.

Once more Joshua,

something has happened that there is no accounting for,

only this time I saw it.

- Or imagined it.

- Go to the grave and see.

- I did not say this in front of André,

but there are certain prisoners who rob graves

perhaps in this case --

- Why won't you believe me.

No, I can answer that.

You blame me. I blame you.

It turns out this way.

Jeremiah!

Oh, Joshua, quickly!

Joshua, please!

- What did you expect me to see Naomi?

There is nothing there, nothing at all.

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- I did not imagine that hand or that figure in the window.

- I believe you.

- Do you? I felt you would.

As soon as Joshua left the room, I sent for Ben.

He's patrolling the ground.

I told him to wake another servant

to watch the outside of the house.

I've had the windows checked.

The doors are locked.

- So, you believe me now,

there is an evil force in this house.

- Oh, when you first told me, I thought you --

- Mad.

- No.

No. Eccentric.

- Certainly eccentric.

- I wouldn't be eccentric.

I wouldn't think we could do something about it.

- Who's ever doing these dreadful things,

I'm sure it's not Miss Winters.

- But she is missing.

- It must be someone else.

- But who?

- I could only think logically up to a point.

And then as my husband tells me

I get too emotional to think.

- I have seriously considered the possibility

of the witch or a warlock in this case

being your husband.

- Joshua?

- Frightful bad manners, I know accusing one's host.

- You're not serious.

- I am serious and that everyone is suspect.

Now, trustfully, haven't you ever wondered about me?

- Well, actually, yes.

- And what did you decide?

- I never managed to decide anything about you.

- Oh, I would be such an easy solution.

There aren't very many people to accuse.

- André?

Never.

He never was very good at taking orders.

The devil wouldn't put up with him.

- What about Angelique?

- It would make her more interesting.

But I think no.

And I've known her ever since she was an uninteresting child.

What about your servants, madam?

- Oh, no, they've been with us for years.

- That - that convict with the firewood,

he has the face for it.

But I suppose the devil is too old

to care for necessities like that,

so that leaves your sister-in-law.

- Abigail? Impossible.

- And then the victims themselves.

Your son Barnabas and my niece

who was earning no pain, but been paid quite a lot.

I must go and relieve her father.

He was falling asleep by her bed when I left him.

Clearly, we must find Miss Winters

whether we like it or not.

There is a reason that she has disappeared.

That reason maybe Reverend Trask,

but it may not be.

- Even I must realize that.

Let me know if there's anything I can do for Josette.

- I will certainly call you.

In the meantime, goodnight, madam.

André.

Shhh.

Now, go to bed.

I'll just be a moment.

Go on. Do as I say.

- You won't be long.

- No, I'm just going to change.

- Ah-huh. She'll be all right?

- She will be all right.

We'll see to that.

- Come with me.

I need you.

- No!

- You are my wife.

- Don't touch me.

- Come with me now.

- No!

- Don't leave me! - I will not come with you.

You're dead! You're dead!

No! No!

Help me! Someone help!

- Help! - Josette!

Josette!

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[rooster crowing]

Go back to sleep, it's barely light.

- Did I dream all that?

- I - I don't know what you dreamed.

- He wasn't here when you came?

You didn't see him?

I must be losing my mind.

I don't know what's real and what isn't.

- Don't think about it now. Sleep, try, please.

[knocking on door] - Who's that?

- That must be Angelique.

I asked her to bring me coffee.

Come in.

- Oh, Madam Josette. You're awake.

I hope you're feeling better.

Here's your coffee, Countess.

- Oh, thank you.

- Wouldn't you rather I stay here with her

and you got some rest. - No. No.

- Oh, please do. I'm not afraid.

Now really. Angelique can stay with me.

- Actually, she could finish your packing.

But you must promise to not let her out of your sight

for a moment, Angelique.

- Oh, I wouldn't, Countess.

- Well, tonight at least we will in the new house. - Yes.

- I'll be glad to leave here.

- Yes.

- You're sure you'll be all right?

- I'm sure.

- Would you like the Countess's coffee? - No, thank you.

Oh, Angelique, don't pack now, sit down.

- I have so much to do.

- Did you hear what happened last night?

- Only that you were ill. I hope it's nothing serious.

- Do you remember that flower you gave me,

the pin on my wedding dress for luck.

I wonder where it is now.

- I'm sorry that it did not bring you happiness.

- I know you are.

Oh, if only we could go back to Martinique now this morning.

Wouldn't you like that, Angelique?

You don't want to go home?

- Oh, no madam. - Well, why not?

You really like it here that much?

- Oh, yes.

- Perhaps you could stay.

- I intend to.

- You've decide it already?

All alone?

- Well, no, not all alone.

- Do you have another employer?

- Oh, no, it's not that, madam.

I really cannot say anymore. - Why not?

- Well, if Monsieur Barnabas has not told you.

- Told me what?

- Then it is not my place to tell you.

- But it is.

- Should I put your dresses in the trunk?

You'll be wearing black.

- I'm sorry Angelique,

but I must insist you tell me what you mean.

Now, what should Mr. Barnabas have told me?

I'm waiting, Angelique.

- Monsieur Barnabas has done me the honor

of asking for my hand in marriage.

- Marriage.

He should have told you, madam.

- You and Barnabas.

- I love him very much.

- I see.

I see.

Then you - you needn't pack anymore.

There's no need for you to care for me any longer.

I hope you will make Barnabas very happy.

- Oh, I'm sure I will, madam.

- I hoped that with all my heart.

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- Ma'am, I must say you planned all this very badly.

- Joshua, I had hours warning.

- And it didn't go as smoothly as I've planned.

- Moving never goes smoothly you've forgotten.

- Well, can't anyone straighten my study,

where is Ben?

- The servants are having their supper.

- Hmm, André duPrés will get a fine picture

of my organizational capabilities

if he thinks this is a typical example.

- He and Josette are comfortably settled in their rooms.

- Well, what have you done about that --

- Countess? - Yes, I never know what to call her.

- I don't think now is the time to worry about her

impression of you.

- Now, what do you mean by that? - Nothing.

The Countess will have Jerem --

have the room at the top of the stairs.

- Ah, yes, yes.

A different feeling completely.

What we all need.

Oh, what a miracle you've brought in one day,

my dear Mrs. Collins

and what a wife you have, monsieur.

Now, where shall Angelique put my few little things.

I do hope I would be in the next room to Josette.

- Oh, we had planned it that way.

- But the workmen are not quite finished.

- You would be very happy with the room we're giving you.

Come with me.

- Is, uh, something wrong, madam.

- The color.

- Yes.

That's fine for a visit,

but would one want to live in it?

- I locked the room after they placed the furniture

this morning.

- That's strange.

- Here, let me try.

- Is something wrong?

- The door won't open, Countess.

- Oh?

- Oh, I'll get Joshua. - Wait.

[footsteps]

Someone is in there.

- Well, that's impossible, I locked it myself.

- It's - it's bolted from the inside.

- Miss Winters. It's where she's hiding.

We know you're in there.

Let us in.

Can you hear me?

[man laughing]

- Joshua, somebody is in Jeremiah's room.

[laughing continues]

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