430 - February 16, 1968

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[narrator] -A séance has been held in the great house of Collinwood,

a séance, which has suspended time and space

and sent one girl in an uncertain

and frightening journey into the past,

back to the year .

There, Victoria Winters

tried to prevent a tragedy from happening,

the tragic death of a young girl,

but she could not

nor can she avert the flood of terror

that will follow in its wake,

for in this night,

there is one who would summon the dead girl from her grave.

[thinking] -Josette, why did you choose to die hating me?

Do you hate me still?

You cannot.

I refuse to believe you do.

You were the victim of the witch's curse,

just as I was.

But Angelique's curse has given me certain powers.

I can do things no human being could ever do.

Perhaps I have the power to bring you back to me.

I must try!

I need you so!

I will call to you and you must hear me!

Death cannot separate us.

You must return to me!

You must!

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- Countess? - What - what is it?

- The others have all gone.

- I know.

- We must go, too. The carriage is waiting for us.

- No. No, no, not yet.

- Oh. Listen to that.

It's going to storm.

We must get home before the storm starts.

- You - you go. I - I wish to remain here.

- Now, be sensible.

You can't stay out here in the storm.

The service is over.

There's nothing more you can do for poor Josette.

- You wait in the carriage.

I - I want to have one last moment alone with Josette.

- All right, I'll wait, but don't spend too much time.

It'll just increase your grief.

- There - there isn't end to grief.

It ends in despair.

That is what I feel now for my poor lost Josette,

only despair.

- Oh.

I wish I could say something to comfort you.

- There's nothing that anyone can say or do.

Please, please leave me alone for a moment,

then I will join you.

[thunder rumbles]

Oh, my dearest Josette,

how I - I had such hopes when we came to this place,

hopes for your happiness.

Life was not kind to you.

All it gave you was torment.

Perhaps death will bring you some peace.

Goodbye, my darling.

[thunder rumbles]

- Countess?

- Oh, Ben.

I had just come to place the gravestone.

I didn't know anybody was still here.

- Only me, and I'm - I'm about to go.

- For what it's worth, I like Ms. Josette.

She was always real good to me.

I didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

- I know, but the worst did happen--

- Maybe not-- - and no one could prevent it.

- Maybe not the worst.

- What - what do you mean?

- I'm not sure what I mean,

except, Ms. Josette chose to die the way she did.

Maybe it's what she wanted.

It don't make much sense, does it?

I'm sorry I said it.

- Nothing much makes sense anymore.

Nothing at all.

[church bell tolling] Oh.

The church bell is tolling her death.

- You're shivering, ma'am.

It's cold and there's a storm coming up.

Shouldn't you be getting back to the house?

- I suppose.

- I'll see you to your carriage. - No. No, it's all right.

- You - you have your job to do. Do it.

- Plenty of time for that, ma'am, I'll go with you.

- My lovely Josette, buried in the earth,

lost forever.

I cannot lose her!

Josette, you must return to me!

You must! You must!

You must!

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Ben?

- It's done.

- No.

Is anyone out in the cemetery?

- No. They've all gone home.

- Then I will go there and perhaps she will hear me.

- Hear you?

- I will call to her.

I will tell her how much I need her

and perhaps she will hear me and return to me.

- What are you talking about?

- I refuse to believe that she is gone forever.

If I have the power to call her back from the dead, I will.

- That's crazy! - Not to me.

- I won't lose her. I can't!

- You don't have the power to call anybody

back from the dead!

- Angelique did. - Sir, she--

- The powers of darkness served her well.

They summoned Jeremiah from the grave.

Perhaps I can command them to serve me.

I'll call upon all of the powers of darkness

to bring my Josette back to me.

- Don't do it, Mr. Barnabas. Please don't!

- I must! I cannot lose her! - Wait, Mr. Barnabas!

- I am going, Ben, and you cannot stop me!

- You're forgetting something, something you got to remember.

- Ms. Josette, she didn't want to come back to you. - What?

- You - you got to remember.

She chose to die the way she did

because she didn't want to be what you are.

She didn't want to be one of the living dead.

- She was frightened!

She didn't know what she was doing.

- You told me the way she looked at you

- just before she died. - I don't care what I told you!

- You told me she looked at you as if she hated you! - Stop it!

- You said it, Mr. Barnabas!

- You described the look in her eyes! - No!

- You said it was a look of pure hate!

- Josette does not hate me! She couldn't.

- Then why did she choose to die

- when she could have chosen to be with you? - You've said enough!

- She's at peace, Mr. Barnabas!

Let her rest in peace!

- No! Leave me alone!

- Let her spirit rest!

For her sake, and for yours.

- If you say one more word, I will k*ll you,

I swear it!

Now, return to Collinwood

and don't come back here tonight.

- What are you planning to do?

- Go!

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Josette, Josette, hear me.

Hear my voice.

Hear me calling to you.

I need you, Josette. I need you.

You must return to me. You must.

Do you hear my voice?

If the powers of darkness exist,

I command them to make you hear my voice.

[faint moaning]

Josette, you can hear me.

You can hear me, can't you?

Listen to me.

I love you.

I need you.

You must return to me.

You must. You must.

[distant sobbing]

Josette, why are you crying? Why?

-Barnabas. - Josette.

- Leave me.

- Why do you say that?

-You must not disturb my rest.

- But I love you. I need you.

You must return to me.

-No.

- You must!

I cannot go through eternity without you.

-No. Please. The dead must rest.

- You must come back to me.

I beg you. Come back.

-No. No.

- Please, Josette. I need you.

- I need you so badly. -No...

[distant sobbing]

- Oh, perhaps a sip of brandy will calm your nerves.

- No. No, thank you.

- Is there anything I can do for you?

- No.

- Well, maybe the thought of some consolation

that the witch will pay for what she has done.

- Yes, she will pay.

- If only those others had listened to us,

she might be dead and poor Josette would still be alive.

- Oh, please.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

- No, no, no. It's - it's all right.

- Huh! Oh, dear!

Oh! Oh, it's just the wind!

- I - I'll - I'll close it.

- Listen.

- To what?

- Do you hear it?

- I don't hear anything.

- I - I thought I heard--

- What?

- A girl sobbing.

- A girl? - Yes.

- And the sound was unmistakable.

I would recognize it anywhere. It was Josette's voice!

- Josette!? - Yes.

- I heard Josette's voice in the wind.

I heard it distinctly and she was sobbing!

[distant sobbing]

- My dearest Josette, why do you cry?

-You must leave me.

- I cannot let you go.

-You must. - I cannot.

-I am dead now.

I cannot return to you.

We are lost to each other forever.

- I will not believe that.

Nothing can separate us, even death!

Nothing can change our love for each other.

It spans all time and space.

If that were not so,

you would not be able to hear me calling to you now.

-I hear you,

but I cannot obey your command.

- You can and you will! -No.

- I will go to the old house,

the house that was to be our home.

I will go to your room,

the room that was to be our bridal chamber.

I will wait for you there and you will come back to me!

-Do not do this, Barnabas. Do not disturb my rest.

- You will come to me!

Do you hear me, my dearest Josette?

You will come to me.

- No. No.

No.

- I heard her voice! I know I did!

- Countess, you must realize

that the emotions play tricks with the imagination.

- I'm not imagining things.

- But you must be.

- Come, let me take you to your room. - No.

- You have been through a tremendous ordeal.

You need to have your rest.

- No, I - I should go to her!

I - I should go to Josette's grave!

- Now?!

- Yes. Yes.

Something is wrong. I can sense it.

- Countess, Josette is past all harm now.

- Even though she's dead,

I - I keep sensing that she needs me.

- How can she need you? What can you do for her now?

- I don't know.

I only know that something is wrong,

terribly wrong.

- Josette, you heard my voice.

I reached you from beyond the grave.

Listen to me now and obey me.

I am waiting for you.

Come to me.

Come to me.

[thunder rumbling]

[ground rumbling]

Come to me.

Please.

Please.

[thunder rumbling]

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[clock ticking] Josette,

I know you can hear me.

You must respond to my call.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Josette, you must heed my call and answer it.

I beg you.

I implore you.

I command you.

Return to me from the land of the dead.

Josette?

I thought I heard--

Why is everything suddenly so silent?

The clock, it has stopped.

Why?

Why this strange silence?

What is happening?

Josette.

- Why did you disturb my rest?

- You have come back.

- You forced me to come back,

brought me here against my will,

but I must return to my grave.

- No, I cannot.

- You're here. You have returned to me. - Stop!

- Don't come near me.

- Why not?

- I do not wish you to come any closer.

- Then you still hate me. - No.

- I do not hate you.

- You don't?

- No. I can feel neither love nor hate.

I can feel nothing now.

- What I did, I did

because I wanted us to be together through eternity.

- I know.

- And you forgive me?

- There is no longer anything to forgive.

- Then we will be together always.

- That is no longer possible.

- Why not?

- You have gone to your fate and I have gone to mine.

- But we are together now.

- We will remain together. - No.

- We cannot.

- You have come back to me.

Somehow you have come back to me

and I will not let you leave me again.

- No. I'm only back

because you willed me to come back.

You will not do that again.

You will allow me to rest.

- No! - You must!

- Why must I?

- If I lifted my veil, you would know why.

You would see what I have become.

- I don't understand.

- I do not wish you to know any more than that.

You will allow me to return to my grave and let me rest.

- No, I cannot.

- Don't force me to lift my veil.

Don't force me to show you what I am in death.

I do not want you to see.

- I cannot let you go.

- Barnabas, please.

- I cannot! I will not!

- Don't force me to show you what I have become,

I do not wish for you to know, but afterwards,

perhaps you will allow me to return to my grave

for the rest of eternity!

- [gasps]

No! No!

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