359 - November 9, 1967

[bunniefuu]

[Carolyn narrating] - Morning at Collinwood,

a fog has blown in from the sea

and it clings to the ground

and the trees make familiar shapes

strange and frightening.

From the window, everything looks unreal

and in our lives

a similar mist seems to have spread,

and who can tell what is true and what is not.

- Mrs. Johnson, good morning.

- Oh, excuse me. I thought you were out.

I wouldn't have busted in.

- Oh that's all right.

Actually, I could, I could use some help.

- Is something wrong with the draperies?

- I'm trying to take them down.

- Well.

- What's, what's the matter?

- It's not my job to say what comes up or down.

I try to do my best to keep this place running.

- And you do a marvelous job, Mrs. Johnson.

- Well, thank you.

But I like those draperies.

- Yes, they are beautiful.

- I can't imagine anything prettier in here.

- No, neither can I.

It's just that they, they, they make the room so dark.

- Well, it's a bedroom.

- I'm aware of that.

- Most people sleep better when the light can't get in.

- I, I didn't sleep at all last night.

- Well, it wasn't because of any light coming in.

- No. No, it wasn't.

It's just that I would be--I'd be more comfortable if,

it, if...if the room was lighter.

- Well, I'll ask Mrs. Stoddard.

- No!

I mean... couldn't we just keep this between ourselves?

- Well, if Mrs. Stoddard found out,

what would she say?

- Oh, I'm sure she wouldn't mind.

- Well then, why can't I ask her?

- Because...

because I, I saw someone standing there last night

behind the draperies.

Now, now do you understand?

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- Miss Hoffman,

if you saw someone behind those curtains,

you must tell Mrs. Stoddard and Mr. Collins.

- No, actually I, I don't mean to say I saw anyone.

I just don't want to start any trouble.

Well, the time to stop trouble is when you first see it.

Of course, but, but...but I may not have seen anyone.

Perhaps, perhaps it, it, it was just a nightmare!

That's it.

- But you said you didn't sleep at all last night.

- Not soundly.

Do you know that, that kind of sleep

where you are half awake and half asleep

all that night, all night,

you know that, that, that sort of thing?

No... no, I didn't either until recently.

I have been very nervous and upset lately.

Oh... you've noticed.

I suppose everyone has noticed.

- Well, I must say that you just haven't been yourself lately.

Not ever since Doctor Woodard's funeral.

Yes, since that very day.

- Yes, that's true.

Doctor Woodard and I have been friends for many years.

- Oh, he was a fine man.

- Yes.

- To everyone and a wonderful doctor,

and such a good friend. It must have been -

- Please, Mrs. Johnson!

I'm sorry. I.. .I'm, I'm just upset.

He, he stood there last night.

- Doctor Woodard!?

You thought you saw him!?

- He, he spoke to me very clearly.

- Oh, Miss Hoffman!

- Now, now I know it, it wasn't him, of course,

but it was it was so real...

it, it frightened me.

I, I just have to keep remembering

that it was only a dream.

[Dr. Woodard] - You know better than that, Julia.

- Mrs. Johnson, did, did you hear that?

- What?

[Dr. Woodard] - You know it was no dream!

- That.

Did, did, did, did you hear anything?

- Oh, there, there... you are ill.

[Dr. Woodard] - I trusted you.

- You shouldn't have!

[Dr. Woodard] - Why did you do it, Julia?

Why?

- I, I, I won't listen to you!

- Oh, Miss Hoffman!

- Oh, help me!

Help me!

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- This is not exactly what I had in mind

to end our evening.

- I'm sorry.

- I half expect Roger Collins

to come running out of the house,

ordering me off his property.

- He won't.

I can guarantee it.

I know it's silly but I just had this,

this feeling that I should come home.

- Like Cinderella at midnight?

- Well, yes.

- At the first stroke,

I turned into a pumpkin or whatever she did.

I enjoyed dinner. - Yeah?

- Very much.

- You know, I believe you.

- Don't you usually?

- You know the answer to that.

- Mmm-hmm, a firm "no."

You make it very difficult for a girl.

- Yep.

- And I'm not even fighting against first impressions.

You had your mind made up about me

before we ever even met.

- Rich, spoiled, silly...

In one word, impossible.

- And I haven't done anything to change that?

I guess I'd like to think that I have.

- Keep on trying, kid.

Well now, this is more what I had in mind.

- Why didn't you do it then?

- I'm a slow starter.

[dog howling]

What happened?

[howling continues]

- Are you busy tomorrow?

We could have lunch.

- Do you mind if we finish tonight first?

- I'll pick you up at your office.

- Will you?

- I have to talk to you about Julia Hoffman,

your favorite client.

Have you seen her?

- No.

- Really?

I'm very worried about her.

- And I am very worried about you.

Come here.

We were standing like this.

What happened? You sure changed quick.

- I'm sorry.

I really am.

[dog howling]

I think you'd better go.

- Yeah.

- I, I've gotten a headache.

- Suddenly. - Yes.

There are some things I have to do.

- Tonight?

- You can't understand.

I can't explain.

- All of a sudden you're starting to sound like

Julia Hoffman the night she came to my office.

- I'm not like her...

at all.

- Not yet, anyway.

Well, I don't think it's very healthy living in this house.

Good night.

Oh, by the way,

I'm busy for lunch tomorrow.

[dog howling]

[howling continues]

[thinking] - You are a grown woman.

Don't be afraid to walk into your own room.

You locked the door yourself when you left.

There are no ghosts.

Believe that.

Oh, what Mrs. Johnson must have thought!

Don't start thinking about her, or anyone here.

Why don't you go back to your old life,

to Windcliff?

Forget Barnabas Collins and leave this.

[rat squeaking] No!

Let me out! Let me out.

Let me out! Let me out!

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- Oh. Miss Hoffman!

- A rat! - Oh now.

- There, there it is!

- No. We don't have any rats here.

- It, it, it ran from, from, from under the coat!

- What coat?

- The white coat near the armoire.

- There isn't any coat.

- Is something wrong?

- Oh, well, Miss Hoffman thought she saw a rat.

- Oh, I did. I did.

- Well, I'll tell you what.

There is some rat poison down in the cellar,

and I'll put a few pellets around just in case,

er, the rat comes back.

- You were going to say

in case I really did see it, weren't you?

- I was going to say just what I said.

- Carolyn.

Tell Barnabas to stop.

- I don't carry messages.

- Tell him that I can fight back.

- Oh, I'm sure he knows that.

- Remind him that I know his weaknesses

as well as he knows mine.

I am at the point where I'm not going to threaten any more.

I will do something.

Oh, there is a very thin line between love and hate.

I know how thin it is.

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- So, Doctor Hoffman is turning violent.

She's right. She knows my weaknesses.

Do you seriously think that she will try to harm me?

- You are here alone all day

without even Willie to --

- To guard me?

You can say it. It is a fact of my life.

[knocking]

I will handle her alone.

- No.

- I don't want you in the room.

[knocking]

Doctor Hoffman, won't you come in.

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This is most unexpected.

Do sit down.

Would you care for some port?

- This is not a social visit.

I'll be very direct.

Some very, very strange things have been happening to me,

very upsetting things.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

You are responsible for them.

I want you to stop.

- Well, I can hardly stop what I know nothing about.

- Don't lie.

- I never do.

- You are capable of anything.

I only underestimated your psychic powers.

You'll never frighten anyone

as much as you have frightened me.

- Well, what did frighten you so?

Oh, oh, wait.

Let me guess. Please.

It was night.

You were in your room.

You saw a figure, indistinct...

- You admit it?

- But you recognized the voice.

Doctor Woodard.

A ghost.

- You are responsible. - No.

- But, you made that figure appear!

- I did not.

- Then, how do you know about it?

- I know about it because I saw it myself.

- You, you saw it?

When?

- Last night.

- Where?

- Here, in this room, where you are standing now.

He spoke to me.

He accused me of being responsible for his death.

- You were.

I didn't do it. You did.

- Do you have to remind me, too?

I'm afraid I'm developing a conscience, Julia.

- Julia?

- Do you mind?

I started to change last night,

a statement I am almost embarrassed to make to you.

The change wasn't what we envisioned,

a spiritual one more than a physical one.

We have shared so much, secrets, plans,

some of them disappointing to us both,

and the treatments,

I don't think you realize how depressed I was

when they didn't work.

- You turned on me then.

- I turned on everyone.

- Not Carolyn.

- I needed her.

- Not Vicki.

- Josette is dead!

I am no longer the romantic that I was.

I realize now that I cannot re-create Josette

any more than I can summon a ghost.

Josette has no desire to see me;

otherwise, she would come back.

- You're lying.

- What?

- You will never give up that dream of Josette.

- You will not permit me to change?

- Oh, David Woodard didn't come into this room.

I don't believe a word of it.

- So, he is your ghost,

your guilt is so obsessive that you

want to suffer alone.

- No, I don't, I don't ever want to be a alone, ever.

You know that.

- Julia!

I don't want you to be.

That's what I'm trying to say.

I owe you so many apologies.

Perhaps, some time, I will be able to make them all,

but one I must say now.

You offered me nothing but the best of yourself

and I chose then to ignore it.

I made myself live in a lost dream world.

I cannot do that anymore.

- Barnabas.

- Will you help me, Julia?

- I, I want to help you.

- I care for you, Julia.

I need you.

- But when I came into this house tonight --

- Don't think about why you came.

Tomorrow we will spend the evening together

and we will sort it all out.

[church bell ringing]

- I, I must go.

- You won't be afraid now?

- I have only one fear,

that when I see you tomorrow night

I will find you changed again.

- That will not happen.

- Good night, Barnabas.

[door closes]

- Barnabas, that was very cruel of you.

She really loves you.

You shouldn't have done that.

- Carolyn.

- You could have thought of some other way.

- Carolyn, you are tired.

Come.

- Yes.

Yes.

I am tired.

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