507 - June 4, 1968

[bunniefuu]

NARRATOR: There is fear in the great house of Collinwood.

Fear where there should be joy.

For the daughter of the house has returned

safe from the hands of the monster.

But a new threat engulfs her.

She has heard part of a dream,

and she knows that if she sleeps

and dreams the dream, she will die.

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

CAROLYN: Answer it, Carolyn.

You always answer doors when someone knocks.

Not... this... time.

CAROLYN: You must.

No, Willie said there would be a knock.

Willie told me.

The dream would start with a knock at the door.

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

CAROLYN: Go to the door, Carolyn.

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

[SOBBING] No.

No.

No further.

[KNOCKING AT DOOR CONTINUES]

CAROLYN: Answer it. Answer it.

Answer it.

No! I will not!

[SOBBING]

I will not have that dream.

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[ERRIE THEME MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Professor Stokes, I am desperate.

How vulgar mason china can be.

Aren't you listening to me?

I called you because you must stop these dreams.

You sound as if they are my fault, Doctor.

That has occurred to me.

You are responsible for Cassandra Collins

being in this family.

I'm very fond of power.

But I've never had enough to make any man

marry any woman.

If you really don't trust me, Doctor...

I don't know. I suppose I do.

You must decide, of course.

Otherwise I should be wasting both our time.

But in my defense, you must remember

that you came to me about the dreams.

I knew nothing about them.

You're the only person I could think of

who might be able to tell me what they mean.

Professor, I trust you. I must.

Because the dream keeps coming closer and closer to Barnabas.

Yes, I'm sure it does.

Whoever started the dream is determined

that Barnabas Collins die.

Or something worse happen.

Is there anything worse?

Do tell me.

I didn't mean...

[SIGHS] It was a pointless remark.

I don't think so.

No remark about Barnabas Collins ever is.

The more I study the dream, the pattern of it,

the more I realize that.

You have reached some conclusions then?

Thank heavens because poor Willie Loomis

is going through such hell.

Each time the dream becomes more terrible.

According to my calculations,

only one more person must have the dream.

A woman.

And that woman may make it possible

for Barnabas Collins never to have the dream.

Then the curse will be stopped?

Tell me. Tell me how.

How curious to meet a doctor who hasn't learned patience.

You will know in good time.

First, I must check out my findings with you.

It is most important.

For if one of my calculations is wrong,

we will have lost.

Here is something I want to show you.

Tell me who this woman is.

Do you know?

Yes, it's Josette DuPres.

But... who does it look like?

It looks like Maggie Evans.

Exactly.

But it's not. It is Josette DuPres.

The love of the first Barnabas Collins.

This picture was one of the first clues I had.

When I met Maggie Evans, I wondered why she

should be the first to dream.

[LAUGHS] The witch has a sense of humor.

To get at Barnabas, he started with Josette.

But Maggie is not Josette and this Barnabas Collins

is not the same one who lived in the th century.

But they are interchangeable, aren't they?

They look the same, act the same.

My curiosity about Barnabas Collins

is partly the result of my reflections on the dream.

In order to verify my assumptions,

I must know certain personal facts about him.

Facts that you may not be willing to give me.

I will try.

Will you, Doctor? Honestly?

Yes.

Maggie Evans was the first to dream,

then Jeff Clark.

Did either have a close relationship to Mr. Collins?

No, not at all.

Just as I thought.

But the third dreamer, Dr. Lang, I believe, did.

Yes.

Then you had the dream.

Was Barnabas Collins going through a difficult period

in any way when Dr. Lang and you had the dream?

Yes.

Yes, indeed. Yes, he was.

But he wasn't when Maggie Evans or Jeff Clark had it?

No.

Then the dream went to Mrs. Johnson.

Then to little David.

Obviously, Mr. Collins' personal crisis had resolved itself

and the dream went to comparative strangers.

But now, with Willie Loomis...

Yes, he is going through a difficult time of it.

So I gathered.

Where is Willie Loomis?

Oh, he's in his room. I locked him there.

He wanted to tell Carolyn the dream.

She was the beckoner in his dream.

- And if he tells he... - He must!

Because the beckoner in Carolyn Stoddard's dream will be...

Barnabas Collins.

Then he must never tell her.

Aren't you forgetting about me, Dr. Hoffman?

I can be the beckoner in Carolyn Stoddard's dream.

Not Barnabas?

But how will you do that?

There may be a way.

I'm willing to take a chance.

If it works,

and that means if I live,

Barnabas Collins will be saved.

Are you willing to take a chance with me?

Yes. Yes, I think so.

Good.

Then bring Carolyn Stoddard here.

Immediately.

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

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You want me to hear Willie's dream?

No. No, I won't.

You cannot ask me to have that dream.

But we want you to have it in a controlled situation,

Ms. Stoddard.

But I am still the one who dreams it.

Why are you so frightened?

I saw Willie Loomis after he'd had it.

He was frantic when he told me the little he did.

And David could talk of nothing else.

I've never seen him so frightened.

It's gonna k*ll someone, that dream.

You?

I don't even wanna talk about it.

Let Willie Loomis tell someone else.

There is only one person he can tell who will have it.

You were in his dream.

Just as David was in Mrs. Johnson's.

The dream is most curious.

But not unheard of in certain primitive societies.

It begins with terrifying simplicity.

But each new person who dreams it

carries it one step further,

for the final person.

The person against whom the dream is directed.

It ends in death.

Or as Dr. Hoffman pointed out,

something worse than death.

What is worse?

My reaction, too.

You will not die, Ms. Stoddard.

Barnabas Collins will.

Julia, do you believe this?

Yes, I know it.

Why would anyone want Barnabas to die?

Dr. Hoffman thinks she knows.

I will not answer definitely until you've had the dream.

Why does it always come back to that?

You make it seem so important that I go through it.

Carolyn, you see that it is now, don't you?

If you agree, we will stay with you.

And if there's the slightest sign that you are in danger--

We will wake you.

You'll be able to tell?

Yes, I'll check your pulse, your heartbeat.

But afterwards, afterwards...

That's the terrible part.

No.

As soon as you wake, you will tell me your dream.

You will feel relief.

But what if you are not the beckoner?

I will be, if you trust me.

I knew I shouldn't have come here.

I knew it was something about the dream.

I don't know why I have this feeling of dread but I do.

STOKES: And you will have it

Until you experience the rest of the dream.

All right. All right.

But... but now.

I must get it over with.

Take her to Willie Loomis.

Let him tell her his dream.

Come, Carolyn. Come, we must hurry.

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Look into my eyes, Ms. Stoddard.

What do you see?

Keep looking.

An eye sees out, but the images come in, too.

And if you keep looking, you will see.

What do you see?

A door.

I see a door.

Exactly. A door.

Describe that door to me.

CAROLYN: It is the door to this room.

STOKES: Yes.

In a little while you will hear a knock on that door.

But you will not be frightened.

Do you want to know why?

I will not be frightened.

I want to know why.

I will not be frightened.

Because I will be the person knocking on that door.

You will expect to see me in your dream,

and you will see me.

Is that understood? You will see no one else.

Repeat it after me.

Professor Stokes will be my beckoner.

Professor Stokes will be my beckoner.

STOKES: And if, for any reason, I am not,

you will wake up immediately.

When I say the word,

you will close your eyes and sleep.

Sleep.

Will it work?

Will she be able to put you in her dream?

We must hope so.

I am not fond of wasting time.

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Who is it?

Who is there?

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Professor Stokes, what do you want?

No, I do not want to follow you.

I don't care what you promised me.

I don't want to.

No. No.

No.

[GASPS] You come with me.

Please come with me.

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

No!

Professor Stokes, let me out.

You promised nothing would happen to me.

[SOBBING] Let me out!

STOKES: Through sight and sound.

and faceless terror.

Through endless corridors of trial and error.

Ahead a blazing light does burn.

And one door leads to the point of return.

[CHIMING]

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING] ♪♪

[CAROLYN SCREAMING]

[CRYING] [PANTING IN FEAR]

[SCREAMING]

[TENSE MUSIC] ♪♪

- [WOMAN LAUGHING] - [CAROLYN SCREAMING]

[WAILING]

No. No.

No! No!

No! No! No!

[SCREAMING]

I saw my own grave stone.

[SOBBING]

Now you must tell me your dream from the beginning.

Quickly,

for I must have it this night.

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It's incredible, isn't it?

The relief she felt after telling you.

I remember it so well,

it's as if the dream never happened.

Yes, this evening's endeavors have been most encouraging.

I'm really rather pleased with myself.

The witch didn't count on my appearance.

But that's all it took to insert myself in Miss Stoddard's dream.

Yankee impudence.

But I must stop congratulating myself.

The work is only half done.

Mostly it's a matter of meditation and will.

Fortunately, I pride myself on both.

When I was a boy, I used to envy Saint George

because he had found his dragon to battle.

And now you found your own dragon, Professor.

Yes, the occult is much more interesting

than any medieval cave.

And much more dangerous.

You will dream the dream.

You will see the witch.

I shall be greatly disappointed if I don't.

But... but why? Why will she come?

You've decided she's a woman.

I rather counted on that myself,

but then I'm a romantic.

She will come because I'll break all the rules

she's laid down in her dream curse.

I will speak and make my beckoner speak.

I will say the riddle myself.

And I will refuse to open her doors.

You make it sound so simple.

Nothing is simple when two lives are at stake.

But my own life is, yes.

Well then, you must not do it.

Unless I do, Barnabas Collins will die.

- You frighten me. - Shh.

Now it will begin.

[SLOW KNOCKING AT DOOR]

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