985 - April 2, 1970

[bunniefuu]

[ominous music]

NARRATOR:In a deserted

room in the East Wing,

Barnabas Collins has

discovered an incredible world

which exists in

another timeband.

And now he has stepped

into that timeband

and found those

he knows and loves

living other lives, faced

with other problems.

Maggie Evans is now the

bride of Quentin Collins,

but her marriage has

brought her only misery,

for she must constantly

fight the ghost

of Quentin's first wife, Angelique.

But Maggie is determined

to win the fight

no matter what the cost,

and take her rightful place

as Mistress of Collinwood.

MAGGIE: Quentin told me it

would be a challenge.

Now, I must find a way to

rise to the challenge,

no matter how many of

them are against me.

I must show them that I am

the Mistress of Collinwood.

Nobody can change that.

Nobody.

WOMAN:I'm terribly sorry

about not notifying

you in advance.

I know it must have been

quite a shock to you.

QUENTIN:I must admit, I didn't know

what to think at first.

WOMAN:It was spur of the moment,

and actually, the opportunity came up,

and I decided to take it.

QUENTIN: It's perfectly all right.

WOMAN: I'm forgiven?

QUENTIN: Yes, of course.

You care for a glass of sherry?

WOMAN: Why, I'd love one.

MAGGIE: My god, she's back.

She's come back!

[ominous music]

[knock at door]

Maggie, why'd you run away?

There's no reason to be frightened.

MAGGIE: Reason to be frightened?

I saw her with you!

Now listen, for heaven sakes, let me explain.

Explain what, Quentin?

I know what I saw, I know what I heard.

I'm terrified.

QUENTIN: Now look, there's no reason to be.

Quentin, don't let her near me.

Don't!

Make her stay away!

QUENTIN: Now Maggie, you've got to calm down.

MAGGIE: How can I with her here?

I'm sorry, perhaps it'd be better to wait downstairs.

Of course.

I'm so terribly sorry I distressed her.

I just thought it would be better

to get it over with quickly.

Maggie, that woman,

her name is Alexis.

Alexis?

QUENTIN: Yes, she's Angelique's twin sister.

She just arrived from Florence.

She just found out about,

about what happened to Angelique.

Quentin, her twin sister?

Yes, and she's very upset.

It'd be very thoughtful of you

if you were to go down and greet her properly.

No, I don't want to see her.

I don't even want to meet her.

QUENTIN: Now that's ridiculous.

Quentin, no, let me explain it!

Maggie, there's no time for that.

Now, we have a guest waiting downstairs.

One of us should be down there with her.

Quentin, I...

CYRUS: I tell you, it was Angelique.

CHRIS: Where did this happen?

I saw her driving by the drugstore,

about an hour ago.

I saw her through the window, and I,

I looked out and saw her, and

I ran downstairs and I called to her, but,

but she just kept on going, and it was the most incredible

feeling seeing her again.

Cyrus, you're a scientist.

A scientist deals in established principle and fact.

One thing we have to accept is that death is the end.

I often wonder.

People used to believe that the world was flat.

They believed that,

that the sun revolved

around the earth,

and these were

facts to them.

Uh, what are you saying?

I'm saying that I saw Angelique.

I saw her walking down the street.

Well, I wish to submit that there's

an explanation for it.

All of this.

What do you mean by that?

You've been working yourself too hard.

You've been locked in this laboratory

for over a year.

Whatever you're doing it can't be worth

your health and your peace of mind.

It might even damage your mind.

You know nothing of what I'm doing here.

No, I don't.

I wish I did.

You're very secretive about it.

I'm afraid that people might misunderstand.

Well, we've been friends for a long time,

I'm not likely to misunderstand.

Very well, Christopher.

Let me begin by saying that,

that man is chemical in his composition.

Now, if the proper compound was distilled,

and administered to a human being,

this chemical composition could be radically changed,

radically altered, and I've been working

on this composition.

Why, why alter a human being?

Now let me also say this.

That man is not one person, he is two.

One is good, and the other is,

oh, let us say for scientific conversation,

the other is evil.

Now, these two people

are within each of us,

and they are always fighting against each other.

But if these elements could be separated, just imagine

the possibilities.

Evil could go its own way,

completely free of any aspirations or remorse

that are foreign to it.

And good, good can have its own life,

free of any struggle against, against evil impulses

or hostile thoughts.

My god, just imagine

what a person...

Oh, I was right.

I was right, you

have misunderstood

everything I said and I'm

sorry I said anything--

I'm glad you did, and I have understood, I

I'm all the more worried for you.

Don't you see what you've done?

You've become obsessed

by a purely private,

impractical idea.

It's not impractical.

It's ready to be used, and it could have been

if you would only given me that address

book of Angelique's and told me the name of

that chemist in Boston.

Knowing what I do now I'm glad at what happened.

For your sake.

It's not a private entity.

It's not private.

Angelique believed in this theory.

She believed it could be done.

And she was the one who started me on,

on all these experiments.

Separating good and evil.

There's no doubt in my mind which of the two

appealed to her.

[ominous music]

I must go.

No, that's unthinkable.

You can't go.

I can't stay here.

I'm having such a devastating effect on Maggie.

Well, she'll be all right.

Besides, I make the decisions in this house.

I always have, and it will continue to be the same.

Of course, you make the decisions.

Very well, it's settled.

You and I have a lot of catching up to do.

And we will catch up.

Don't fear that.

You wanted to see me, Mr. Collins?

[choking]

It, it's you.

Hoffman, don't be upset.

If there could have been any way I could have told you

in advance, I would have.

Please, may I ask you, forgive my momentary

loss of composure.

I know very well who this is.

Welcome to Collinwood, Ms. Stokes,

I'm Julia Hoffman.

ALEXIS: How do you do?

Ms. Hoffman takes care of the house.

Anything you need, you just ask her.

ALEXIS: Thank you very much.

That's very kind of you.

The first Mrs. Collins spoke of you quite often,

her twin sister, Alexis.

She was always very sorry that there was so much distance

that separated you.

I'm afraid it was a great deal more than distance.

She and I were never as affectionate as

And now it's too late, isn't it?

The news of her death came as a great shock to me.

Then you never got my letter?

What letter?

Well, just after it happened I wrote to you,

in Tangier which was the last address

that Mrs. Collins had.

I assumed that that's what brought you here.

Why no, no I never got the letter,

but I've been living in Florence.

QUENTIN: Then why did you come here?

I don't know.

It was just a feeling I guess, that

this is where I was needed.

You did offer me a room for the night, didn't you?

QUENTIN: Yes.

I would like to go there, I'm very tired.

Ms. Hoffman, will you take care of Ms. Stokes?

Make her very comfortable.

Yes, of course, Mr. Collins.

Perhaps she'd like to have the first Mrs. Collins' room.

If you don't object.

No.

I don't object.

I would like that very much.

Thank you so much, Quentin.

QUENTIN: You're quite welcome.

Naturally she looks just like her.

She's her twin.

I just wish she didn't look so uncannily like her.

I just wish, oh, I'm as bad as Maggie.

I'm behaving like a frightened child.

She's her sister.

She's come from far away.

But how far away?

How far away?

I wonder.

[thunder rumbling]

I'll confess something to you, Cyrus.

If you hadn't invited me down here,

I would have found some way to break in.

I've been worried about you.

Well, you've never worried before,

why should you worry now?

For one thing, the solitary confinement

you've let yourself in for, and for another,

I talked to Dr. Reese the other night.

He tells me that you appeared at the Scientific Society

reading a paper on black magic.

He was shocked.

Why?

Because he's a scientist, Cyrus.

He knows that black magic

is not a fit subject for scientific conjecture.

I should have thought you'd know that yourself.

Well, if it were up to the

Reese's of the world, we...

We'd still believe the earth is flat.

Is that what you were going to say?

No.

As a matter of fact, let me quote from some

Shakespeare, if you'll forgive a scientist

for doing that.

"There are more things

"in heaven and earth

"than can be dreamt of by your philosophy."

And to yours, and Reese's too.

CHRIS: I admire your devotion, Cyrus,

but not your direction.

It can only lead to trouble.

It can only lead to glory.

And it will.

Very fast, if you'll just give me

the name of that chemist.

No.

I'm sorry to withhold it from you,

but it's the only way I can stop you.

And I think I have to stop you.

I desperately think that,

before it's too late.

The room is beautiful.

It's exactly as you left it.

Nothing has changed.

What are you talking about?

I've never been in this room before.

JULIA: I understand your telling everyone

about being a twin sister.

But I am Angelique's sister.

But you don't have to lie to me.

I've always known you would come back.

That's why I've kept the room exactly the same

as it always was.

You thought Angelique would come back?

But that's impossible, she's dead.

She is not like others.

She certainly wasn't like anyone else.

Nevertheless, she is dead.

Do you hear me?

She's dead, and I'm her sister.

Now, if you will get me a nightgown, please.

I am very tired.

Certainly.

Which one would you like?

Well, I can't really answer that question, can I?

I've never seen any of them.

Why don't you just pick one out for me?

Of course.

I'm sorry, Ms. Stokes, I'm sorry if I've

said anything--

It's perfectly all right.

I can understand how much you must miss her.

But I wouldn't intimate such a thing to anyone else

if I were you.

They might be very distressed by it,

and so might you.

This was her favorite.

Thank you, Hoffman.

It's lovely.

[thunder rumbling]

[ominous music]

Mrs. Collins, you might be

interested in knowing that the young

lady is staying.

I see.

By who's orders?

Mr. Collins, of course.

MAGGIE: Quentin, what's happening to you?

What's happening to all of us?

[piano playing]

Oh, I'm so sorry, I couldn't sleep,

and I found a piece of sheet music.

I hope I didn't disturb you.

No, no, I don't mind at all.

What is it?

Oh, is it the gown?

Is that it?

Hoffman gave it to me because I left my luggage in town.

I do hope you don't mind.

No, it's all right.

You look so very much like her.

So very much.

Yes, I know.

Particularly in this room.

It's almost as if two people had blended together

and then became one.

Or is it the past and the present

have blended together and become one?

You miss her very much, don't you?

So do I.

Perhaps we can

comfort one another.

QUENTIN: Maggie!

Maggie, now listen, no

matter what you saw, it's--

No matter what I saw.

Can you possibly claim that wasn't Angelique

in that room with you?

Now listen to me.

You cannot possibly think that Alexis,

now listen, even if you think that for a moment

it's insane.

Is it?

Then you explain this to me.

"You're not wanted here, now or ever.

"Angelique."

Now, where'd you get this?

It was slipped under the door the other night

when I was alone in the drawing room.

Well, obviously it's a practical joke.

No, it isn't, she wants me out of this house.

She is dead, Maggie.

Quentin, you look at that note.

Now, is that Angelique's

handwriting or isn't it?

Maggie, I'm not going to discuss this any further.

Now, I want to know why you didn't

tell me about that after you found it.

Quentin, please look

at the note again.

QUENTIN: Maggie, answer my question!

Will Loomis swears that it's Angelique's handwriting!

Will Loomis?

Now, what does he know about this?

I showed it to him the next day.

Oh, I see.

So you received a crank note from somebody

telling you to get out of your own house.

MAGGIE: Quentin, it wasn't a crank note.

Maggie, listen to me and be quiet!

Now, you found time to show this note

to some drunken neighbor and not even

to your own husband!

Quentin, I have

trouble finding my husband.

He's never here.

Now, that's not true.

You've had plenty of opportunities.

Quentin, even when we are

alone together in a room,

you're still so far away.

I'm beginning to understand now, Quentin.

You know she's not gone, you can feel her presence

in every room of this house.

She still runs this house.

She still tells everyone what to do.

Nobody makes a move without her approval first.

No one, not even you!

All right, that's it!

MAGGIE: She is not dead!

She's more alive than any of us!

Maggie!

Now, for your own good I forbid you

to mention Angelique's name again.

You forbid me!

Forbid me like a child, and I am not a child,

and I refuse to be treated like a child.

Not by you or by anyone.

I know what I heard

and I know what I saw!

You're not being fair.

You're not giving anybody a chance.

Nobody's given me a chance.

No.

This is Angelique's house, not mine,

you're Angelique's husband, not mine.

All right, if that's the way you feel about it,

get out of here!

All right, Quentin.

Leave Angelique's house and leave Angelique's husband!

That's exactly what I'll do.

That is exactly what I will do!

Maggie.

Maggie!

Quentin?

Quentin, what happened?

Maggie, she,

she actually went out that door.

Well, shouldn't you go after her?

No, why should I.

She behaved like a child.

But still.

Yes, you're right.

[engine revving]

It's too late now, isn't it?

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