1207 & 1208 - February 10, 1971

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NARRATOR:The great house at Collinwood

in this strange and disturbing world of parallel time.

Recently Bramwell Collins returned to the estate

after a five-year absence to claim the woman

he has always loved, Catherine Harridge.

Bramwell learned, to his great shock,

that Catherine has made plans to marry

his cousin Morgan.

On this night, Bramwell made his second attempt

to stop the marriage.

The offended Morgan has challenged Bramwell

to a duel in which both men have pledged

to sh**t to k*ll.

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[leaves rustling]

Your choice of weapons?

Ten paces, I believe.

Let's get on with it.

BOTH: One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven...

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BOTH: Eight...

CATHERINE:If you k*ll Morgan,

- I will k*ll myself. - Nine, ten.

[g*nsh*t]

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[door closing]

Oh, Daphne, thank heaven you're here.

Catherine, I came as soon as I got your note.

Is it really true?

Well, where are they?

Where have they gone to do it?

CATHERINE: I don't know.

Catherine, didn't anyone try to stop them?

Of course I tried to stop them.

They wouldn't listen to me.

Well, there must be something we can do.

There's nothing we can do now, but wait.

No, we can send for the police

and have them search the grounds.

The police would never get here in time.

And even if they did, they'd only succeed

in postponing everything.

What do you mean?

Their hatred for one another is too great.

I found that out last night.

DAPHNE: What happened last night?

Morgan sent for the minister.

We started the wedding ceremony,

and then Bramwell came in and interrupted it.

There was a fight.

Morgan fell on the floor and hit his head.

I'm sick of the way Bramwell's carried on.

And I tried to be open and honest with him.

He shut his mind to everything I had to say.

No, Catherine, how can you be honest with him

when you haven't been completely honest with yourself?

You've never stopped loving Bramwell,

but you just can't admit it.

I hate him.

I'll never believe that, and neither will he.

The sun's just come up.

It's over now.

One of them has won.

I've always felt sorry for Bramwell.

He's always been treated as something less than human

by this family his whole life.

And that's a terrible thing to do to a man.

[door closing]

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Morgan.

[crying]

You, too, thought it would be Bramwell

that came back, didn't you?

I didn't know what to think.

Morgan, is Bramwell dead?

He's been wounded, quite seriously.

I, too, thought it would be Bramwell that came back.

He's always been much better with a p*stol than any of us.

DAPHNE: What happened?

He raised his p*stol, but never fired it.

I'll never know why.

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Where's Bramwell now?

I summoned two of the servants and had them

take him back to the old house.

Oh, Morgan, you shouldn't have done that.

You shouldn't have moved him, it could be dangerous.

Daphne, I don't care whether he lives or dies.

Well, I do care.

Where are you going, Daphne?

To see Bramwell.

And to take care of him.

[door opening and closing]

And what about you?

Would you like to go with your sister?

Would you like to be by Bramwell's side?

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No, you mustn't try to get up.

What are you doing here?

I'm taking care of you.

My mother, does she know?

Yes, she was on her way to get Dr. Fletcher when I arrived.

I examined the wound myself

and put a temporary dressing on it.

BRAMWELL: You?

You're forgetting my father was a doctor.

BRAMWELL: How bad is it?

Well, now the diagnosis is up to Dr. Fletcher.

We'll have to wait for him.

Has Morgan been boasting of his great victory to everyone?

No, Morgan wasn't doing much boasting.

He knows how fortunate he was, so do I.

BRAMWELL: Well, what is that supposed to mean?

Morgan said you never even fired your p*stol.

Was that because of her?

Because of Catherine?

Are you suggesting that I deliberately did not fire?

That I allowed him to sh**t at me?

DAPHNE: I know you'd never admit it, of course.

Because it is not true.

Well, we shall each believe what we want to believe.

Daphne, were you with Catherine when he came back?

Yes, I was.

Was she happy to see that he was alive?

Was she, Daphne?

DAPHNE: Yes.

He made a great mistake of not k*lling me.

Everyone would have been better off with one of us dead.

Bramwell, it's over now.

It will never be over.

You mean between you and Catherine?

Between me and Morgan.

Catherine has no longer anything to do with it.

She and I are through.

She is my enemy now, and always will be.

DAPHNE: You'd better try and get some rest.

You were very...

You were very kind to come here.

I'm very grateful to you.

I didn't come out of kindness.

BRAMWELL: Then why are you here?

Because I want to be here.

And because I want you to go on living.

I'm still waiting for a direct answer.

I can't stop thinking about it.

I'm just so sorry it all happened.

Well I'm not.

Maybe this incident will bring him to his senses,

which I doubt is possible.

If this feud goes on, it will end in tragedy.

You know that, don't you Morgan?

Yes, I know that.

Are you aware that you are looking

in the direction of the old house?

Is that where you'd like to be, Catherine?

I'm waiting for an answer.

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[door closing]

Are you Kendrick Young?

I am.

I am Gerard Stiles.

KENDRICK: Well, I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. Stiles.

Can I get you a drink?

Thank you, no.

I prefer to discuss business first.

You're not from Collinsport, are you?

No, no I'm not.

Well, how did you find out about me?

I made certain inquiries about you in the village.

I understand that you have certain psychic powers.

Powers isn't quite the right word.

I prefer abilities would be more like it.

KENDRICK: Then it is true.

It may be true.

However, Mr. Young, I am not a magician.

I occasionally have psychic vibrations.

But you have been known to be able

to locate missing persons.

Yes, why, why do you ask?

I want you to locate my sister.

Tell me about her.

She was a private secretary for Mrs. Flora Collins.

Three weeks ago she suddenly vanished.

Well, have you inquired at Collinwood?

Several times.

They all say the same story, she wasn't happy,

she just left without leaving a forwarding address.

All this is not true.

But if you're wrong, she could be

a thousand miles away by now.

There's no way I could possibly help you.

I believe she is still at Collinwood.

That's rather a serious accusation, Mr. Young.

Are you suggesting the Collins are lying?

I'm suggesting that they are covering up.

What, I don't know.

What is it exactly you want from me?

To go to Collinwood?

To help you find her?

Both.

I understand you have an entry to Collinwood.

Yes, I used to work for the Collinses.

I'm a good friend of theirs.

I was a seafaring man at one time,

working on one of their whaling vessels.

It was there that I discovered these abilities.

Tell me, why haven't you gone to the police with your problem?

I have, and they were unwilling to help.

GERARD: Unwilling?

The Collinses are a very powerful family in this town.

Without proof, they would not do a thing.

Are you willing to help me?

Money, Mr. Young.

I will help you if the price is right.

[clock chiming]

[door opening and closing]

[male laughter]

I've been waiting for you for over an hour.

Oh, we went to the village, Daphne.

Well, I thought that you might be interested

in knowing that Bramwell's condition has not changed.

It is still very serious.

Daphne, even I could muster up a little sympathy

for Bramwell this evening.

DAPHNE: What do you mean?

'Cause Catherine and I just got married.

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Well, aren't you going to help us celebrate?

Yes, I'll help you celebrate. Congratulations.

Well, I'll go get the champagne.

I thought you'd be happy for us, Daphne.

It seems almost callous of you, Catherine.

I mean, you might've at least waited

until Bramwell had begun to recover.

Why, so he could stop the marriage again?

He wouldn't have done that.

Well, you don't know him as well as I do.

I knew this was the only way we could ever get married,

when Bramwell was incapacitated, and not able to stop us.

I'm just sorry it had to happen this way.

Yes, Catherine, so am I.

Well, no matter how much I do regret it,

I can't help but think he brought it on himself.

I did my best to dissuade him. He wouldn't listen to me.

Who's going to tell him about the marriage?

He'll find out about it one way or another.

DAPHNE: You've got to tell him, Catherine.

It's cruel of you not to.

I have no intention of doing that.

No intention at all.

Who would like to join me in a glass of champagne?

Mrs. Morgan Collins.

Yes, darling?

There you are.

[knocking]

Oh, who could that be?

I'll be back in a moment, my darling.

Just a moment.

Good evening, Mr. Collins.

Well, it's Gerard Stiles, I believe.

Yes, sir.

We've come to see your brother, Quentin.

Is he in?

No, I'm sorry, he's in the village this evening.

I see.

Well, do you mind if we wait for him?

Well, perhaps if you tell me the nature

of your business I might be able to help you.

Mr. Young here has asked me to come along

and help him try to find his missing sister.

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Kendrick Young.

Stella's brother?

KENDRICK: Yes, I am.

Now look here, I've told you everything

I know about your sister.

I want you to stop persisting in troubling us.

I have no desire to cause trouble.

When I find my sister I will leave you all in peace.

Well, I told you I don't know where your sister is.

I told you before, and I'm telling you again.

Now if you don't mind, I must insist that

you leave my house.

You will not get rid of me so easily this time.

Quite all right, Mr. Young.

Believe me, Mr. Collins is quite correct.

We have no warrant for him.

We're not here on official business.

We shall do exactly as Mr. Collins says.

Good evening.

Maybe we should get a warrant.

That's not necessary, Mr. Young.

Not necessary at all.

Your sister is not in that house.

How do you know?

I had certain psychic vibrations when I was inside there.

She was there recently, but she's there no longer.

Well, what should we do?

There are other homes and buildings on this premises.

I suggest that we conduct a search.

Come along.

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[knocking]

BRAMWELL: Come in.

How are you feeling?

Rather better, no worse.

What brings you here again?

Well, I didn't expect to be coming back, but I...

But what?

Well, I felt I had to.

What's wrong, Daphne?

What is it?

I've just been at Collinwood.

I spoke to Morgan and Catherine.

They went into the village earlier tonight and...

Yes, Bramwell, they are married.

Bramwell, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

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Why are you stopping here, there are no buildings around.

We are no longer looking for a building.

What do you mean?

Tool shed, we must find a tool shed.

If I remember correctly, there is one inside the stable.

Come along.

Morgan, aren't you going to tell me

what's troubling you?

Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

But you haven't been yourself since those two men

came to the door. Who were they?

Oh, they were just some friends of Gabriel's.

Did they bring you some bad news?

No, Gabriel has some rather unsavory drinking partners.

I'm sorry, darling.

I shouldn't let anything bother me this evening.

Let's have another glass of champagne, and go upstairs.

Would you please tell me what this is all about?

Unless I am very much mistaken, Mr. Young,

we are standing over the spot we have been looking for.

I still don't understand.

We are standing on top of a grave.

A grave?

GERARD: A rather unorthodox one, to be sure of.

However, there is a body.

Oh, no.

So, Mr. Young, let us start digging.

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