509 - June 7, 1968

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NARRATOR: The great house of Collinwood is peaceful tonight.

Sleep will come easily because the monster

who so recently threatened two women of the house

is thought dead.

For I disagree that no one, no matter what his strength,

could survive a leap from Widow's Hill,

and even the police think the body has washed out to sea.

But in the village of Collinsport,

a blind man, who thinks himself alone in his house,

finds that he is not.

[MENACING MUSIC] ♪♪

[DOOR SLAMS]

Maggie?

Are you back?

Now what did she come back for?

Now, Joe?

Joe, did you come back?

Joe, where are you?

Where's that draft coming from?

[CANE TAPPING ON FLOOR]

I thought Joe closed that?

I remember.

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

Who's here?

Someone's in this room.

Who is in there?!

Who's in there?

Who is it?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC] ♪♪

Who is it?!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC] ♪♪

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Who is it?

I know someone is there.

I can, I can feel your breathing.

Well, what kind of a joke is this?

Aren't you going to answer me?

I'm blind, I can't see you!

Don't you understand?

Say something!

Where are you now?

[KNIFE THUDS ON FLOOR]

What's that?

[CANE TAPPING ON FLOOR]

I can't see, you fool.

Not see?

Who are you?

Adam.

Adam?

What are you doing here?

[ADAM YELLS]

You're, you're hurt.

[ADAM YELLS]

What are you running away from?

You've done something wrong, now tell me.

- I'm hurt. - Yes, yes, yes.

Now let's take care of that

and you can answer questions if you can.

Come on. Now, I'll fix up your arm.

[LAUGHS]

Yeah, you're afraid, aren't you?

Afraid.

Here I've been scared of you.

Now, who are you?

Adam.

Adam what?

You don't understand English, do you?

You wait right here, yes.

You know, it's kind of nice being taken care of

for a change.

A man can get fed up mighty quick

with being taken care of.

I'm sure I do a lot of talking to myself.

[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

[CANE TAPPING ON FLOOR]

Now where are you?

Or just say something.

Here.

Well, you understand a little, I guess.

Now come here.

Come, give me your arm.

Arm.

Now, now, this, this will hurt.

Hurt?

Yes, hurt.

But it should be cleaned out.

You see germs.

I've never been a big believer in them but they do exist.

- Hurt. - Yes, it has to but it's got to be done.

Hurt.

Now, now, Adam, fix, fix.

You understand.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Hey, hey you don't like interruptions, do you?

Now, now, now, now, now.

Just stay cool, Joe probably forgot something.

Now you stay here.

You stay.

[ADAM WHIMPERING]

SAM: Yes?

TIMOTHY: Mr. Evans, this is Timothy Stokes.

I'm sorry to disturb you.

Oh, come in, Professor.

I merely wanted to add a footnote

to our meeting this evening.

Mr. Evans?

SAM: Oh, that is Adam, last name unknown.

Adam, this Professor Stokes.

He doesn't understand English very well.

He's been in an accident.

I was just trying to wash his arm.

His arm.

Good heavens, man.

What is it, Professor?

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

TIMOTHY: What is happening here?

Well, I found him here.

He's been hurt.

Mr. Evans.

Adam.

Adam, wait.

[ADAM GRUNTING]

Adam!

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Adam!

Stop him, Professor Stokes, don't let him get away.

Adam! Adam, come back.

I'm not sure I would call him, Mr. Evans.

He's in trouble.

Serious trouble.

Yes, rather serious, I should say.

Do you know him?

He certainly resembles the newspaper description

of the man who kidnapped Carolyn Stoddard.

But that man jumped off Widow's Hill.

From the looks of him, yes.

But no one could live.

His arms, they were nothing but muscle.

A giant, the description said,

who speaks no English.

He was so gentle.

He saved Miss Stoddard's life.

She told me so herself.

And they were gonna sh**t him after he did.

No wonder he jumped. Poor misunderstood--

Mr. Evans,

Adam won't be coming back, I'm afraid.

If you'll give me your attention,

I shall try to be as brief as possible.

Yes, yes, all right.

When you left the old house this evening,

I realized I'd not been, shall I say,

properly communicated with you.

Are you listening to me, Mr. Evans?

- I'm waiting for you to say something, Professor. - Very well.

I had a dream, Mr. Evans.

You may have it to.

The dream seems to be rather like measles,

highly contagious.

If you should have a dream which begins

with a knock on the door and a man,

probably Barnabas Collins,

gesturing you to follow him,

- will you please call me at once? - Yes, yes, of course.

I am most serious, Mr. Evans.

A man's life may depend on that call.

And Adam's life may depend on his coming back here tonight.

Yes, yes, Mr. Evans, but I shall say this

and nothing more.

In Adam's case there is not a witch involved.

Good night, Mr. Evans.

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

♪♪

CASSANDRA: Why do you always fight me?

I don't like you.

[LAUGHS] That isn't true.

Yes, it is.

You are quite the puritan, you know.

Probably.

CASSANDRA: It's yourself you don't like.

- Don't analyze me. - Why not?

I know you so well.

You don't know me at all.

Spoken like the sulky boy you used to often pretend to be.

All right, what do you want?

You do want something or you'd be sitting at Collinwood

with your husband, and I sure wish you were.

Do you?

I asked you what you wanted.

A light for my cigarette.

That's not really so much to ask, is it?

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

Oh, Tony,

you never remember about the cigarette lighter, do you?

The moment you look into the flame,

you're willing to do anything I ask,

and you never remember.

Tonight is a very important night to me.

I will need your help.

You are willing to help me, aren't you?

Tell me that you are.

I will help you.

You don't know a Professor Stokes, do you?

And you will soon.

He's a very interfering man,

but he need not be for long.

It will all be very easy.

I have everything worked out.

We're going to pay him a visit.

No, I won't go.

You must.

Look into my eyes and tell me that you will.

He'll know why I'm there.

I've taken care of everything,

beginning with this.

This the key that will open Professor Stokes' door

for you tonight.

And this will close all doors for him forever.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Miss Winters, it was good of you to see me

at such short notice and at this time of night.

That's all right.

But I hope you didn't call to ask me about the picture again.

I know how much you wanted it.

The truth is, it disappeared.

- When? - Last week.

Fascinating.

- I was very upset. - I imagine so.

I may be able to help.

Do you know where it is?

I may.

Miss Winters, let me be blunt with you.

I always am, and I find it's best to start by admitting it.

I want to talk to you about Angelique Collins.

I realize that's an extremely personal subject for you.

Why did you buy the portrait of Angelique?

I didn't know it was of Angelique,

at least not at first.

When did you realize?

Professor Stokes, I'm sorry,

but I'd rather not answer that question.

You wouldn't believe me anyway, and I'm trying to forget.

Your trip into the past.

I don't like to think about it even now.

But you must.

How I envy you, that experience.

You see I believe you really did travel back

into the th century.

You do?

If you tell me everything you know about Angelique,

it may help to save Barnabas Collins' life.

Professor Stokes, is he in danger?

Is she trying to k*ll him?

It's Cassandra, isn't it?

She looks so much like her.

I tried to tell myself that I was wrong,

that I misjudged her.

Professor Stokes, if you're right, I'm frightened.

Then you must help me.

Angelique Collins was a witch.

And I was blamed for it.

Did she accuse you of being a witch?

No, no, not at first.

You see, that there were things,

strange ominous things, happening in the house.

Angelique was just a servant to Josette.

No, it was Abigail Collins who decided that it was a witch

who was causing all the things that were happening,

but it was she who called in the witch hunter.

His name was Trask, wasn't it?

Yes.

[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Does this resemble him?

Miss Winters.

I'm sorry, I thought I'd never have to see that face again.

We must talk more about him.

- Did he honestly believe you were the witch? - Yes.

He wasn't working with Angelique?

Oh, no.

You're positive?

Yes, because you see, shortly before he disappeared,

he discovered that I was innocent,

and he left a note saying just that,

but we never could find him.

[DOORBELL BUZZES]

I'm sorry, I must ask you to leave by the back way.

It's important that this visitor does not see you.

You've helped me.

Will you help me more?

For Barnabas, I will.

You will be my spy in that house.

You will tell me everything Cassandra does.

She'll k*ll you.

I am constantly vigilant.

You must be, too.

[DOORBELL BUZZES] Come, my dear.

I'll show you the way.

[BUZZES DOORBELL]

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[DOORBELL BUZZES] Coming, coming.

- Professor Stokes? - Yes.

- Hi, I'm Arthur Hailey. - Come in, Mr. Hailey.

Thank you, it was good of you to see me so late.

I wouldn't have bothered you

but I heard you were the only one in the vicinity

- that would know about this. - Yes, the cross, let me see it.

The wife and I just bought this old house down by the point,

s it was built,

and I was tearing up the old floorboards.

I hope you're not replacing them.

They're usually quite beautiful.

Oh, no, no just getting rid of one or two that are rotten.

Anyway, we found this.

One of the neighbors thought it might be valuable.

Does your neighbor know me?

Well, yes, I guess so.

A Mrs. Bland's her name.

She knows you by reputation at least.

It looks interesting.

A gold Coptic cross.

ARTHUR: Well, the wife got all excited.

You know how women are.

Yes, I know how women are.

And it has all this strange writing on it.

- The Coptic. - Oh, yeah.

But that means nothing.

- Is something wrong? - What?

You are very nervous, Mister, um,

Hailey, is it?

Yes, it is.

Well, no, nothing's wrong.

I just, I feel bad barging in on you like this.

It's perfectly all right.

I was just about to have my evening sherry.

I have something rather fine here.

Would you care to join me?

Yes, don't mind if I do.

This Coptic cross of yours is probably not authentic.

There are certain tests for age I can give it,

if you're willing to leave it for a day or so.

Oh, sure.

What was it used for anyway?

Protection against witches.

The people who lived in that old house of yours

probably believed,

actually believed in witches.

Many people still do.

Cheese, I find cheese always helps me sleep,

if you'll excuse me.

Would you care for some?

Oh, yeah, sure, I like cheese.

Splendid.

[DOOR CLICKS SHUT]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] ♪♪

[DOOR CLOSES]

You know I find that I'm fascinated by this thing.

It's an unusual piece of work,

all this strange writing.

You know it must be old, otherwise how would it

have gotten under the floor?

Very interesting question that.

One I shall give a great deal of thought to.

ARTHUR: Well, the wife's convinced that it's valuable,

real gold.

She'll be interested in what you have to say.

I should think so.

Your sherry.

Oh, yes.

To your antique gold Coptic cross.

May it prove to be gold and antique,

for your wife's sake.

And now for the cheese.

I like a sharp cheddar with my sherry,

and an absolutely unsweetened biscuit.

[MOANING]

Professor!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC] ♪♪

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪