340 - October 13, 1967

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[Julia narrating] - This is to be a night of violence and sudden death.

For one who st*lks the night to destroy has become the hunted.

Someone has come perilously close

to learning his dangerous secret

and he is beginning to realize

that he must k*ll once again

in order to protect himself.

♪♪

- Where is the notebook?

- On top of the armoire.

- Get it. - All right.

- I don't like the idea of Woodard

being around Collinwood.

- He's just here to see David.

Here it is.

- You see it's safe. - Open it.

- Barnabas, I...

- What is it?

- The lock, it's open.

It's-- it's been pried open.

- And the notebook?

- It's gone!

- Then Woodard knows everything.

He knows what I am.

He must be eliminated...

immediately.

Unless it's already too late.

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- We must act... immediately.

Before Woodard can tell what he knows.

And you're going to help me.

- Me?

- Yes, Doctor, you.

- Barnabas, I'm...

I'm just as frightened as you but...

- But what?

- m*rder isn't the answer.

- How can I allow Woodard to live,

knowing what he knows?

And you yourself, with all of your sentimentality,

must-- must know that he has to die.

- I'm not being sentimental.

I... I know something has to be done but...

but m*rder?

- You don't think I can get away with it, do you?

- Perhaps you can.

There's an enormous risk.

- There will be no risk.

- How will you do that?

- I told you, you're going to help me.

- How can I help you?

- With your knowledge of medicine.

You're going to devise a way of k*lling Woodard

so that it will look like an accident.

- Then... I would be an accessory.

- Yes, you would.

- I... I can't do it.

- You're going to do it because you must.

- I-- I can't do it.

- You realize that you will be exposed too.

- Yes.

- And that doesn't matter to you?

- Oh, of course it matters to me.

If there were only some way

we can stop Dave from finding out but...

I-- I can't be an accessory to a m*rder!

- You're already an accessory.

- I'm not responsible for you.

- Of course you're responsible.

You helped me, you protected me.

You share the responsibility

for any act of violence I must commit.

- Don't...

- What's the matter?

Don't you like hearing the truth?

- I...

I won't be part of Dave's death.

- You are part of it whether you want to be or not.

- Please...

- Do you want to know how Woodard will die?

- No.

- It will be a painful death.

A very painful death.

- I don't want to hear about it.

- You're going to hear about it, like it or not.

I'll see to it that Woodard endures more pain

than any human being has ever known.

- No...

- He will endure in agony long before he is dead.

He will beg for death.

Death will be a mercy.

- Don't...

don't k*ll him that way.

- I must.

You refuse to help me.

- I...

- Yes?

What were you about to say, Doctor?

- There-- there is a way

he could die painlessly.

- How?

- A drug... injected...

that would cause him to die almost instantly.

- And will this drug cause him to die a natural death?

- Yes, it would...

it would appear to be a heart attack.

- Can you obtain this drug?

- Yes, I-- I have some in my laboratory.

- Good.

At last you are proving to be of use to me.

- Why?

Why did I tell you?

Why?

- You had no other choice.

- I couldn't stand the thought of the death you described.

Anything seemed preferable.

- How humanitarian of you.

- Humanitarian?

That's what a doctor is supposed to be.

A doctor is supposed to save lives,

not administer death.

- Come, we must go to the old house immediately

and you must prepare the injection.

Well, Doctor, did you hear me?

I said come with me.

- All right.

All right.

- And just hope that we're not too late.

♪♪

[door unlocking]

[lock clicking shut]

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[knocking]

- Who's there?

[Sam] - Sam Evans.

- What do you want, Sam?

- Did you forget?

- Forget? Forget what?

- Well, you're supposed to drop by tonight and see Maggie.

- Oh, I'm-- I'm sorry, Sam.

Something-- something came up.

- Well, I can save you a trip.

Just give me the prescription for Maggie's pills.

- Pills, pills?

- Yeah, the sleeping pills you prescribed for Maggie.

Her prescription ran out

and you said you were going to give me a new one.

- Sam, well, can't that wait?

I'm-- I'm very busy right now.

I'll-- I'll drop them by tomorrow.

- Come on now, Dave, how long does it take to

write out a prescription?

- All right, all right, come in, come in.

- I tried to reach you by phone all evening.

- Yes, well, I've been out.

Just-- just what was it that I-- that I wrote for Maggie?

What prescription?

- Well, uh...

You don't remember?

- Wait a minute, yes, yes, I got it, I know.

- What's the matter with you, Dave?

- Nothing, nothing's the matter with me at all.

- You seem bothered about something.

- Do I? - Yeah.

You seem jittery, like you're excited about something.

- Well, maybe I am.

- How come?

- Sam, this is-- this is a very special night.

Very special.

- Special? How?

- I'm sorry I can't be more specific now.

Look, Sam, here is the prescription

for Maggie's pills.

Now... I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

- I'm sorry. - All right.

- I'm sorry to be so abrupt but, Sam,

I've-- I've got to do something very important.

Very important.

- Well, I'm sorry I bothered you.

- That's all right, Sam, that's all right.

- Good night. - Good night, Sam.

♪♪

- Is it ready?

- Yes.

- Good.

Are you sure that it will cause Woodard to die instantly?

- Yes.

Death will come almost instantaneously.

- Splendid.

- Here, take it. I never want to see it.

I never want to look at it again.

- I'm not going to take it, Doctor.

- What?

- You keep it.

I have no use for it.

- What-- what are you saying?

- Well, you're the doctor.

You're the one who's going to administer the injection.

♪♪

- You're... you're asking me to commit a m*rder in cold blood?

You're insane if you think I'd ever agree to that.

- "m*rder" is such an ugly word.

Think of it this way.

You're sparing Woodard.

Sparing him enormous pain.

Consider it a mercy k*lling.

- I-- I can't take a human life.

I can't and I won't.

- Perhaps you'll change your mind.

- Never.

- We'll see about that.

- I can't do it, Barnabas.

I can't and I won't.

Dave Woodard was my friend.

- Was your friend.

He isn't now.

He's as much of a threat to you as he is to me.

- I don't care.

I'm not capable of k*lling anyone.

- All right, Doctor.

- What-- what are you going to do?

- I will silence him myself.

- How?

- In any way necessary.

- There... there may be another

alternative to k*lling him, Barnabas.

- Alternative?

- Yes, I... I could go to Dave.

I could talk to him.

- Talk to him? - Yes.

He's a doctor.

He knows-- he knows what my experiments could mean

to medical science.

He may agree to cooperate with me

for the sake of the experiments.

- If you believe that, you are incredibly naive.

- I'll make him listen to me.

I'll-- I'll tell him that--

that you'll k*ll him if he doesn't listen to me.

I'll make him cooperate to save his own life.

- And you believe that Woodard will listen to that?

- Yes. Oh, it's worth a chance.

Please, Barnabas, let me try before you do anything.

- All right.

I'll let you have your little chat with Woodard.

- You will?

- But I want you to take this hypodermic needle with you.

- Why?

I-- I don't plan to use it.

- Do as I say.

Take it with you.

It may prove to be very useful.

♪♪

- Hello, is the sheriff there?

This is Doctor Woodard.

Yes.

Well, I have to see him immediately.

It's urgent!

Well, get a hold of him by radio if you have to!

Yes!

Tell him to be in his office in-- in minutes.

Get a hold of him!

Yes.

All right, I've got to see him right away.

All right, goodbye.

♪♪

Julia!

[Julia] - Hello, Dave.

- What are you doing here?

- I-- I wanna talk to you.

- I haven't got time to talk to you.

- You've got to take time.

- That is impossible!

- Please.

- Julia, let's not play cat and mouse.

I know exactly why you're here.

It's because of this, isn't it? - Yes.

- You knew I had it, didn't you?

- How did you know there was a notebook?

- I overheard you and Barnabas Collins talking.

- Overheard? - Yes.

Tonight up at the old house.

- Dave, you've broken into my room

and you've stolen something of mine.

Give it to me!

- It's no use, Julia.

This notebook isn't any good to you anymore.

I already know its contents.

- You mean you-- you've read it?

- Yes.

Cover to cover.

Every last fantastic word!

I know about your experiments.

I know what...

... Barnabas Collins is.

Julia... I know everything.

♪♪

- What-- what are you going to do?

- What am I going to do?

I'm going straight to the police!

- No!

- There's nothing you can do to stop me, Julia.

- Dave, you've got to listen to me.

- Listen to you?!

After what you've done?

- I am attempting to make an important contribution

to medical science.

- You protected Barnabas Collins...

knowing what he was!

You protected him!

- For the sake of the experiments!

For the sake of knowledge...

valuable knowledge!

- And to get that knowledge you were willing to...

to sacrifice human beings' lives.

You, a doctor!

- Nothing happened to Maggie.

She's still alive. - No thanks to you.

Willie Loomis... a hopeless maniac.

How many more would there have been after him?

You were just gonna stand by and do nothing.

- I tried to keep Barnabas under control.

I wasn't always successful.

- There's no excuse for you, Julia.

There's no excuse in the world for what you've done!

- All right, Dave,

blame me as much as you want.

You can't go to the police.

You've got to cooperate with me.

- Cooperate?! - You must.

If you don't, Barnabas will k*ll you.

- I'll take that chance.

- He'll k*ll you, Dave.

You've got to believe me.

- I believe that Barnabas Collins

will go on k*lling and destroying like some...

inhuman animal until someone stops him.

I intend to stop him.

- If you walk out of that door, you will never make it

to the sheriff's office.

- Won't I? - No.

Because he's out there... somewhere in the dark.

And he'll find you and he'll k*ll you.

- Maybe I won't risk going to the sheriff's office.

- You mean you-- you will cooperate?

- No.

There's another way to contact the outside world.

- No, Dave, don't!

- Only a few words spoken into this telephone to anyone, Julia,

anyone at all, your secret's out.

Barnabas can k*ll all of Collinsport

but it will mean his destruction in the end.

- Dave, no!

[bat chirping]

♪♪

- Until now I...

I hoped it was really a nightmare.

Now... now I know it isn't.

- Consider it a dream...

... from which you will never awaken.

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