1222 - March 2, 1971

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[eerie flute music]

NARRATOR:The great house at Collinwood

in the frightening world of parallel time.

At time when the Collins' live under a curse

that has haunted them for over a century and a half.

To appease this curse, a member of the family,

chosen by lottery must enter a mysterious locked room

and spend an entire night there.

All those who have done so have either d*ed or emerged mad.

On this day, the lottery was held again

and Catherine Collins drew the losing slip.

Now night has fallen, and Catherine is prepared

to meet her fate.

[suspenseful orchestra music]

Go on Julia, open the door.

[key rattling]

Something's wrong.

What is it?

Well I'm certain this is the right key.

MAN: It was the right key, Julia

but the lock has been changed.

Morgan!

MORGAN: Yes, Catherine I'm here.

Morgan, you must come out of there at once.

MORGAN: It's too late, I'm already in.

Quentin has the only key to the new lock.

And I made him promise he would give it to no one.

I'm taking your place, Catherine.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

[dramatic horn music]

[eerie music]

[door banging]

No, Morgan, no. I won't let you do this.

MORGAN: There's no way you can stop me.

Morgan, it's not right.

I drew the losing slip, you can't take my place.

No body can, not even you.

MORGAN: That was our own rule Catherine.

And therefore subject to change.

The curse demands only a Collins spend the night

in the room, any one of us qualifies.

Oh, Morgan.

Please, please come out of there.

MORGAN: I couldn't come out now if I wanted to Catherine.

Please understand, I had no other choice.

I couldn't let you do this.

But I want you to know something.

Are you listening?

[Crying] Yes.

MORGAN: I want you to know that the courage you've shown

has given me all the strength I need.

I thought if this time ever came for me, I'd be terrified.

I'm not, Catherine, I'm not.

And I have you to thank.

Julia, we've got to do something.

There isn't anything anyone can do now.

[heavy breathing] Oh!

MORGAN: Catherine, are you still there?

No, no Morgan, she's gone.

MORGAN: Oh Julia, please stay with me.

Take good care for tonight.

Yes, yes Morgan, I will.

And I'll pray for you.

[disconcerting xylophone music]

[dramatic clarinet music]

Quentin, Quentin give me that key.

What?

The key to the locked room.

Give it to me, I know you've got it.

Catherine, Catherine Catherine, now calm down,

I'll get you a drink.

I'm not gonna let Morgan do this.

Yes you are.

Quentin please, please, give me that key.

Ah now you know something?

I really think if I give you that key,

you'd run right upstairs and change places with him,

wouldn't you?

Of course I would.

That's exactly why I'm not going to give you the key.

Quentin, Quentin, I don't see how you could take part

in a deception like this.

It's not easy.

Of course it's easy, you're not running any risk,

are you?

Catherine, Morgan is doing exactly

what I expect him to do.

Furthermore, if he wouldn't have done it, I would have.

[dramatic horn music]

You would?

Yes.

You see my dear, we made a little agreement.

Under no circumstances would any of the women

go into the room.

You mean, when you let us take part in the lottery,

you were just humoring us?

Well, I wouldn't put it exactly like that.

I'll get you a drink.

How can you take all of this so calmly?

I'm not calm.

I may lose a brother.

And I may lose a husband.

I know that.

Catherine listen to me.

Even if you had the key, it's too late.

What do you mean it's too late?

Morgan is already in the room.

For all we know, whatever is in there

may already have an effect on him.

We don't know.

You remember, Gabriel was only in there for a half an hour.

Here, drink this.

So what do we do now, just sit and wait out the night?

And hope.

Hope.

[disconcerting xylophone music]

[fabric thuds]

[door rattling]

[dramatic horn music]

[door rattling]

[suspenseful orchestra music]

[clock ticking]

[anticipatory flute music]

[clock striking]

Nine o'clock and hopefully all is well.

Every hour seems like three years.

Let's try not to think about it.

How can we help but think about it?

He may be dead by now.

[door knocking]

Quentin.

I'll answer it.

[disconcerting flute music]

[door opening]

Good evening Ms. Collins.

May I come in?

I'd rather you didn't.

I'm sorry, but I must insist.

This is a most urgent matter.

Alright, for just a few moments.

Well, what is it?

You know very well.

Your nephew, Gabriel.

What about him?

Has he been found?

No.

But I have decided that I know right where he is.

Where is that?

Here at Collinwood.

That's absurd.

On the contrary.

The police have checked every mode of transportation,

have questioned many people

and the one fact that they have come up with

is that Gabriel is still in the area.

Still they cannot find him.

So Gabriel's missing and everyone thinks that he's here.

Is that it?

That is it.

Mr. Young, did it ever occur to them or to you

that somebody else might be hiding him out?

Yes it did, but I doubt it.

The logical place for him to be is right here.

Well he isn't here.

Mr. Young, no one in the family has seen him.

Is that all you came to find out?

Forgive me.

But the way you're both behaving,

you seem to be hiding something.

What is it?

We have told you that he is not here!

We mean exactly that.

He isn't here.

Then what is the matter?

Something is worrying you.

What is it?

[weary flute music]

[intense orchestra music]

[lock breaking]

[door creaking]

[dramatic horn music]

QUENTIN: Mr. Young, You've found out

what you came to find out.

Now I suggest you leave.

It seems I have no choice now, Mr. Collins.

But I will be back.

Good night Mr. Young.

Kendrick.

Melanie, you're supposed to be in your room.

Why didn't you tell me Kendrick was here?

Well he's just leaving.

No.

No I want him to stay and talk with me for a while.

JULIA: Melanie, you know that's not possible

on this particular night.

But I want to talk to him.

It will help me take my mind off poor Morgan.

[dramatic violin music]

It's only for a few minutes.

Then I'll go back upstairs.

Alright.

You can both go to the drawing room.

[heels clacking]

[door slamming]

What are you out of your mind?

I know what I'm doing.

She may tell him something

that we're all going to regret.

No, she knew that she made that blunder.

She won't make another.

Now if I were to antagonize her,

by refusing to let her see him at all,

then she would make a scene and really say something.

Well I hope you're right.

Quentin.

What?

Quentin, where's Catherine?

She was in the drawing room with us

when Kendrick young came and then she just disappeared.

I'm gonna go upstairs and look for her.

[disconcerting clarinet music]

Were you really going to leave without seeing me?

Julia invited me to leave.

Melanie, what's wrong with Morgan?

Morgan.

He fell ill earlier this evening.

The doctor is upstairs with him now in his room.

I hope it's nothing serious.

Melanie, look at me.

I want you to answer me something honestly.

What is it?

Is Gabriel in the house or near the house?

I must know.

No, no, no, he isn't.

Where can he be?

I've gone this far, I've got to find out!

I've got to do it for Stella's sake!

He k*lled my sister and he must pay for it.

He didn't k*ll her.

[disconcerting xylophone music]

What?

What do you say?

He didn't, I just know it.

If Gabriel didn't do it, then who did?

I don't know, I don't know who.

Someone else but not Gabriel.

Melanie, why are you crying?

You must tell me.

It would take so long to list all the reasons.

I'm willing to listen, no matter how long it takes.

You are so good, so understanding.

Melanie that is because I like you so much.

You really do, don't you?

Why does that always surprise you?

I don't know.

Maybe I would have been different

if my parents had lived.

Everything would be different.

I still intend to make things different.

I told you that before.

I know.

But you have got to help me.

Kendrick, I'll do whatever you ask me to.

I want you to tell me why the Collins family adopted you.

I want to know that.

Why that in particular?

Because it was an important time in your life

and it concerns me.

As I said, I never knew who my real parents were.

It was at the Concord orphanage,

just outside Boston that Justin Collins adopted me.

I was only six months old.

[dramatic orchestra music]

Morgan?

Morgan, it's Catherine.

Morgan, Morgan are you alright?

[door rattling]

[dramatic horn music]

Quentin, I had to come.

You shouldn't have.

Quentin, something's gone wrong.

I called his name and nobody answered.

Something's happened.

Listen to me all you're going to do is t*rture yourself

because we've got to wait until dawn.

Now come on.

I'll take you back downstairs.

That's all there is to tell.

Except that I came to love Papa

as if he were my own father.

And the Concord orphanage had no record

of your real parent's identity.

None.

That seems strange Melanie.

Yes, I've always thought so.

You've never tried to find out who they were?

No, not really.

Is there anything more I could tell you?

Mm hmm.

Yes, a great deal.

Another time.

Good night.

Good night.

[suspenseful violin music]

Did you find Catherine?

She was standing outside the door.

The fool.

You can't blame her for wanting to find out.

No, we all want to find out

but we can't know until morning.

That's the crazy thing about it, is the waiting.

Where is she now?

She's in the drawing room with Melanie.

She promised she wouldn't do anything

until the time comes.

[clock striking]

[sighs] It's only o'clock.

You ever notice how time moves so slow

just when you want it to go so fast?

Oh, Julia, I wonder what's happening to him.

Stop thinking about it now Quentin.

You can't stop thinking about it.

Julia, listen to me.

If he comes out of that place in the morning

and he's normal, then it's all going to be all over.

Quentin, I said stop it.

[suspenseful orchestra music]

[clock ticking]

[clock ticking]

It will be time soon.

Perhaps I should go upstairs and get mom.

No Melanie, stay where you are.

Let her go.

Mother will want to know.

Flora and I have already discussed how she is to be told.

I will handle it.

[wind whirling]

[clock striking]

It's time.

Catherine, wait.

I must go to him Quentin.

I want you to stay down here with Melanie.

It's best that you do, do you understand?

Julia and I will go down there.

Just go sit down.

And we'll be back as soon as it's possible.

Take care.

[disconcerting xylophone music]

Open the door Quentin.

[door opening]

JULIA: Morgan?

QUENTIN: Are you alright?

Yes, I'm alright.

QUENTIN: Let's get him downstairs, come on.

[suspenseful orchestra music]

Catherine, they have him.

They're bringing him downstairs.

He's alive!

Oh my god, he's alive!

[dark cello music]

Please take Catherine all the way downstairs.

Oh it doesn't matter.

He's alive, that's all that matters.

Please let me be alone with him, please.

No I think we batter stay here

and see if there is an after effect.

I'm his wife and I want to be alone with him.

Alright, alright, we'll be in the study if you need us.

[dark cello music]

[door closing]

Oh, Morgan.

What's wrong?

You're looking at the room

as though you've never seen it before.

Morgan?

Stop calling me Morgan.

That is not my name.

[dramatic orchestra music]

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