518 - June 20, 1968

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NARRATOR: There is one woman who lives at Collinwood

who will not sleep this night.

Cassandra Collins will lie awake

thinking about the evil plan she has set in motion,

thinking about the events that will soon take place

in the hospital not far away.

There, Victoria Winters has answered the summons

of an old and dear friend,

who believes he is dying.

Where is she? Where is she?

[KNOCKING AT THE DOOR] Pop, she'll be here as soon as she can.

Oh, Vicki, thank heaven you're here.

I got here as fast as I could.

[GROANING] Thank you, Vicki.

Listen, listen to what I have to tell you.

I must tell you the dream before I die.

I must or I'll have no peace.

You're not going to die.

If you'll help you to rest...

I'm dying, I know it, but I'm not afraid of that.

If only I can tell you my dream.

All right.

All right, tell me. Tell me your dream.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

[ERRIE THEME MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

SAM: The dream will frighten you,

as it has me.

I can't help it.

[GASPS] I was asleep

and in my dream I heard a knock.

[KNOCK AT THE DOOR]

Ms. Winters, I must ask you to leave this room at once.

No, no!

Professor Stokes, what are you doing?

There's no time to explain anything now.

Will you please wait for me outside the room?

MAGGIE: But my father wants to talk to her.

I'm afraid he'll have to wait until he talks to me.

Vicky, don't go.

Forgive me, Miss Winters.

- Professor Stokes. - It's for the best.

MAGGIE: Professor, I asked you to come here tonight

because I thought you could help us.

So I can, but you must be patient and trust me.

MAGGIE: I will if you'll tell me what you're doing.

In due time.

I must speak to your father first.

Mr. Evans?

Why did you take her away?

I'm sorry, but it had to be done.

I've got to tell her the dream.

I won't be able to rest.

Mr. Evans, in a moment I shall go into the waiting room

and send Miss Winters home.

No, you can't do that. Please, let me talk to her.

MAGGIE: You can't let him go on suffering like this!

Please, I realize how difficult this is for your father,

but I must impress on both of you

how dangerous it would be

if the dream went one step further.

But he's so frightened, Professor.

All I can say to you is that if Miss Winters

is allowed to have the dream,

it may prove fatal to the next person who has it.

Oh, no.

TIMOTHY: So, you must do your best to refrain

from telling her your dream.

Meanwhile, I'll do what I can

to alleviate the mental t*rture you're suffering.

What can you do?

I don't know, it all happened so suddenly.

I need a few moments to think.

Maggie.

Pop, please.

I know you don't want to hurt Vicky.

Just try to get some rest.

- Try to sleep. - All right.

I feel so tired.

Yes, I'd like to try and get some sleep.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] ♪♪

TIMOTHY: Is he sleeping?

MAGGIE: Yes, Professor.

Miss Evans, I'd like you to tell me about his accident.

Well, what about it?

I want to know, precisely what happened.

He fell and he hit his head on the floor.

Who was present at the time?

Willie Loomis and I, and a stranger.

A man named Adam?

Yes, how did you know?

TIMOTHY: Did this man Adam cause your father to hit his head?

Yes,

but ever since it happened, Pop's been insisting

that it was, unintentional.

It was just an accident.

Do you believe that?

MAGGIE: I don't know.

I never met Adam before.

As a matter of fact, your father had only know Adam

for a very short time, hadn't he?

MAGGIE: Yes.

TIMOTHY: But for some strange reason,

he believed there was a strong bond of friendship

between himself and Adam, didn't he?

I don't know, I suppose so.

What does this have to do with the dream?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

It's just rather curious.

Come, it's time I had a talk with Miss Winters.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

[DOOR SLAMS]

VICTORIA: I hope you have some explanation.

The situation required drastic action.

VICTORIA: Is that all you have to say?

No, I might add that you should be grateful to me

for arriving when I did.

- Grateful? - Yes,

for the moment I've prevented you from having

what would have been a most terrifying experience.

And what about Mr. Evans?

TIMOTHY: He's sleeping now.

- Will I be able to see him when he wakes up? - No.

Why not?

For the same reason I wouldn't let you see him now.

He's suffering the terrible effects of a dream curse.

You were the person he must tell the dream to

because you will be the next to have it.

I don't understand any of this.

You do believe I know what I'm talking about, don't you?

VICTORIA: I don't know what I believe.

TIMOTHY: Miss Winters, your recent experience in the past

taught you some rather frightening things

about witchcraft, isn't that correct?

Yes.

Well, then let me simply say that in this situation,

witchcraft is at work

and you'll appreciate the danger we have to face.

Professor, are you trying to say that this dream

was caused by a witch?

Are you skeptical, Miss Evans?

I don't believe in witches.

Then how do you account for the fact that nine people

have had an identical dream?

I don't know.

Would you believe there might be a reason for it?

Yes, I suppose so.

Then try to believe that I know what that reason is,

and that I'm doing my best to cope with it.

Miss Winters, I think the best thing

for you to do now is to go home.

I can't leave here.

Then I must ask you to promise me

that under no circumstances

- will you go into Mr. Evan's room. - I can't do that.

He's my friend and if he needs me, then I'll--

His need for you indicates a danger,

not to you only.

I think it's inhuman for one person

not to respond to another's suffering.

TIMOTHY: There is nothing you can do to ease his suffering,

I assure you.

Now, will you promise me not to go in?

All right, I promise.

Good.

I have a great deal of work to attend to.

Miss Evans, would you walk me to the door?

I have some further instructions for you.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Friend,

listen.

Friend.

Friend, listen.

Adam?

ADAM: Friend.

Friend, yes. Friend.

- Help friend. - No.

No, there's nothing you can do to help me.

I need Vicky's help.

Got to get her to listen.

Vicky.

No. No!

SAM: Vicky, where are you?

Vicky, I need you.

Vicky, Vicky.

Vicky, please.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Vicky, is that you?

Yes, I'm here.

SAM: Please, please don't leave me.

SAM: I must tell you...

I won't go away again, I promise.

[COUGHS] No, it's wrong.

It's all wrong.

What is?

I can't help. I must tell the dream.

Vicky, has something happened?

No, no, I just heard him calling.

- I couldn't stay outside, I had to come in. - Vicky.

The doors.

Behind the doors, strange music.

Everywhere.

Couldn't get out of the room.

Strange riddle made no sense.

He's trying to tell you about the dream.

- I know. - Nothing but doors.

Vicky, if you don't want to stay and listen,

you don't have to.

No.

If it will be any comfort to him at all,

I want to listen.

SAM: One door leads to a point of return.

No return, no way out.

He's talking about that riddle he had in the dream.

How do you know?

Because I had it in my dream, too.

- Didn't want to go. - Pop, please.

- I tried to resist, but ... - Try to be quiet and rest.

[GROANS] Vicky, where did you go?

I'm right here.

Vicky, now listen to me.

Listen very carefully.

The dream began with a knock at the door.

There was no one there with me

and I was frightened.

I didn't want to answer but the knocking kept up.

I got out of bed and I went to the door.

When I opened it, I saw...

I saw...

I'm listening, tell me what you saw.

I... I saw, I saw...

Pop. Pop!

He's dead.

- Doctor! - He's dead!

- Doctor! - Pop, please.

- Pop, please. - Doctor!

[GATE SQUEAKING]

[SOBBING] Vicky, I want to go back inside.

I want to be with him.

The doctors have done everything that they could.

You've got to stay out here

and you've got to get a hold of yourself.

Vicky, how can I get a hold of myself

when it was all my fault?

Maggie.

If I kept calm, it wouldn't have happened.

You mustn't blame yourself.

I panicked, that's how it happened.

Pop thought that Adam was trying to hurt me and he wasn't.

I was just so scared.

You had good reason to be.

Oh, Vicky, it's so senseless.

He was such a good man, and now he's gone.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

[SOBBING]

Adam?

If you're here, answer me.

I am a friend, Adam. I am not here to hurt you.

[THINKING] He can't be very far away.

Perhaps the lamp in the window will help matters.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

Here Maggie, take this.

What's that?

The doctor said it will help make you calmer.

I'm all right now, Vicky.

Please, take it.

Maggie, I want you to come back to Collinwood with me.

Why?

Because I don't think you should go back to the cottage.

I don't think you should be there alone.

- There are things to be done there, Vicky. - Oh, I know that.

I don't think you should try and do them

until you've recovered enough to be able to face them.

Perhaps, you're right.

Then you will come back with me?

Yes, Vicky.

If you think it will be all right with Mrs. Stoddard.

Of course, it will.

It just seems so unreal.

I know you can't stop thinking about it.

Even the way it started.

That strange, pathetic man.

They've got to find him before he harms somebody else.

Find who?

The man that caused the accident.

Adam.

He's out there wandering around someplace

and nobody knows how dangerous he can be.

It's so ironic.

Pop felt sorry for that man.

He tried to help him.

He didn't know how dangerous he was,

and now he's dead because of him.

[SOBBING]

[GATE CREAKING]

[DOOR KNOB CLICKS]

Adam?

[FURNITURE SCREECHING] Wait, don't run away.

I'm your friend.

Your friend.

Friend.

- I want to help you. - No.

You have no reason to be afraid of me.

I have no intention of hurting you.

I just want to see you more closely.

You are an extraordinary creature, aren't you?

- Your face, all scarred. - [GRUNTING]

Adam, listen to me. Try to understand.

Do you know the word "friend", Adam?

Friend.

No friend.

Yes, I am your friend.

Possibly the only one you have left.

I can help you.

Give you food.

Food.

In that respect, you're no different

from any other human being.

You couldn't very well survive without food.

Food? Food.

- Yes. - Food.

You even know where it's kept.

What else do you know, Adam?

Speak to me.

Speak.

My name is Adam.

TIMOTHY: Good, now say something more.

Paint brush.

Excellent.

You don't say much, but you seem to understand

very well what's said to you.

It's most unusual. We must find out why.

Adam, would you be willing to come with me?

I'll take you to my home.

Home.

TIMOTHY: I will give you all the food you want.

Adam needs food.

I will even teach you how to speak to people,

communicate with them.

Com... com...

TIMOTHY: Never mind, don't try to say it now.

You'll know it soon enough.

With my help, you'll learn very quickly.

And we'll be good friends, won't we, Adam?

Friends.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪

[ERRIE THEME MUSIC PLAYING] ♪♪