229 - May 11, 1967

[bunniefuu]

[narrating]
- My name is Victoria Winters.

Evil reaches deeply into man's soul,

turning his heart to stone,

transforming him into a vile monstrosity.

And it is horrible to observe this process

in an innocent

and not be able to recognize it

or prevent it.

[knocking on door]


- Maggie?

[knocking]

Maggie?

Hello?

Yeah, this is Sam Evans.

Yeah, I'm calling for Maggie.

She won't be in today.

Oh, it's about the same.

Thank you.

Yeah, I'll tell her that.

Goodbye.

[sobbing]

♪♪

[knocking]

Maggie?


- [Maggie gasping]
- Easy, easy, Maggie.

Easy, it's only me.


- What is it?


- Well, I just thought it was about time

for you to get up.


- Time to get up?


- Well, actually
-
- actually, I don't want you to get up,

but I
-
- I thought maybe

you should have something to eat.

You've been sleeping all day.


- All day?

What time is it?


- Well, it's :.


- Oh no...

How could I sleep that long?


- Well, I was beginning to ask myself the same question.


- What about work?


- Oh, well, I'm
-
- I called in there

and told them that you weren't up to it

and that you wouldn't be in.

How do you feel?


- Not very good.
- Uh
-huh.

Worse than yesterday, isn't it?


- I guess so.


- Uh
-huh.

Look, look, um...

Why don't you have some coffee?

I want you to have a cup of coffee.


- No, thank you.


- Well, I could make you a cup of tea.

I've got the hot water on out there.


- No thanks.


- How about if I open a can of soup?


- Really, I don't want
-
-

no thanks, Pop.


- Well.

Drink the coffee, you've got to have something.


- I don't want anything, Pop.


- Oh, you're just
-
-

just not taking care of yourself.


- What do you mean?


- Well...

Those doors. Those windows.

They were open again this morning.


- They were open?


- Just like the other night.


- Windows?

I remember something...

I think I did open them.

But why?

Why would I open them?


- Well, probably because I told you not to.

I think I'm gonna have the doctor look in.


- No!

I don't want a doctor.


- Oh, let him look you over.


- I said no.


- Yeah, you said that yesterday, and look it,

you're worse off now.


- I'll be all right.


- Yeah, you said that yesterday, too,

and I listened to you yesterday.

But I'm not going to listen to you today.

Instead, you're going to listen to me.

I'm going to have the doctor come here

after office hours.


- You'd better call him and tell him not to come.


- I will not.

He's gonna come here, and he's going to examine you

if we have to tie you down.


- I won't see him, I'm telling you.

I won't see him!
- Now, easy, easy, easy.

Easy.

Just... just trying to help.


- I know that. I know.


- Well, I'm just
-
- just not used to seeing you like this.


- I'll be over whatever this is by tomorrow.


- Well, look, now, if you're entitled

to be sick one day out of the year,

then I'm entitled that same day to be worried about you.

So why all the opposition to the doctor, hmm?


- 'Cause the doctor can't help me.

The doctor can't help me.

I'm telling you.


- Ahh. Thank you, Bob.

Let's drink to an evening free of problems.


- Burke, I do appreciate you taking me out tonight.


- What's the matter?
- Well
-
-


- Things getting a little rough up at Collinwood?


- Yes.

Things are getting deeper and deeper,

and
-
- and people are saying and doing things

for no reason at all.


- Well, then let me add to the confusion

by asking you a question.


- I bet I can't answer it.


- Why is Willie Loomis still in town?


- You've heard about that?


- A few things.

Why is he staying up at the old house?


- As a matter of fact, I can answer that.

He's working for Barnabas Collins.

He's helping him to fix up the old house.

He's repairing furniture,

doing all sorts of odd jobs.

He seems to be very good with his hands.


- Well, I can't quite figure Willie settling down here

as a respected member of the community.

But tell me, since you've seen him,

is he over his illness?


- Mostly, I'd say.


- Then it's time that he left town.


- Well, that's what Mrs. Stoddard thought

when she heard he was around, too,

but Barnabas Collins is taking complete responsibility

for his good behavior.


- Did he put it in writing?


- Well, even Jason agrees that he's changed.


- Oh, well, there's a reliable source.


- I think Jason may surprise you, too.


- I doubt it very much. I read him loud and clear.


- Well...

he is now employed by Collins Enterprises.


- You've got to be kidding.

What on Earth is he doing?


- Some sort of a supervisory position.


- Well, I hope they don't give him a job

near the cash register.

Well, at any rate, the unemployment

is going down around here.

I wonder what it all means.

[knocking on door]


- Hello, Joe.
- Come on in.


- How is she?


- Well...

the doctor's still in the room with her.

We'll know as soon as he comes out.


- You mean that she isn't better?


- Oh, she's worse.

She's absolutely all washed out.

Would
-
- wouldn't even let me call the doctor.

Fought me all the way.


- Well, I'm glad you did.


- Joe.

You should've seen the look on her face

when that doctor went into her room.

I tell you, Joe, she's not the same girl.


- Well, it's the illness, Sam. It could make anybody...


- Oh, hey, Doctor. What's the word?


- Well, she's a very sick girl,

I can tell you that.


- Well?

What is it?


- She's very pale, weak.

Has no energy.


- Oh, Doc, I told you that on the telephone.


- Yes.

But what you didn't tell me is that she's recently

lost a great deal of blood.


- Lost a
-
- a great deal of blood?

Oh, Doc, you must be mistaken.


- I'm the doctor, Sam, remember?

And if I say she's lost blood,

then somehow she's lost it.

Her blood supply is very low, and I'd like to know why.


- Well, did she give you any idea how it happened?


- No, she couldn't explain.

Or wouldn't.

She wasn't very cooperative.

What kind of a girl are you raising, Sam?

She knew I was there to help her.


- Well, I'm sorry.

She's exceedingly edgy today.

She's usually not like that.

Now, what are you gonna do?


- Well, I've taken some blood tests, and I'll
-
-

I'll run tests on them.
- Uh
-huh.


- See what the corpuscles are up to,

see if there's any kind of a cell breakdown,

a few things like that.

Does she have a history of blood deficiency?


- Oh, no, no, no.

Well, how soon will you know?


- Well, possibly tomorrow.

Now, I'm putting her on this diet.

It should help to build up her blood supply.

And see that she takes two of these

every four hours.


- Okay, Doc.


- Now, I want her to stay in bed, Sam.

And I want you to keep an eye on her.

Let me know if there's any change in her condition,

good or bad.


- I will, Doc.
- Good.

I'll stop in in the morning.


- Okay.
- Good night, Sam.


- Good night, Doc, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Well, what do you make of that?


- I don't know, if the doctor couldn't make

anything of it, don't expect too much of me.


- Blood deficiency?

Blood deficiency, now...

How could that happen?


- You want a drink, Sam?


- Oh, boy, you know it.


- Well, look, why don't you
-
-

You've been cooped up here for a couple of days.

Why don't you go down to the Blue Whale

and have a couple of short ones?
- Oh, I couldn't.


- No, really, I can stay here until you get back

and if Maggie needs anything, I can get it.


- Oh, no, I really don't think that I...


- Aw, go ahead, Sam.


- Well...

I... I... I guess

I can't do very good just hanging around here.

Oh.

The doctor's telephone number is right near the telephone.


- Listen, Sam?
- Yes?


- Have one for me, will you?


- Okay. I'll be back soon as I can.

[dog howling]

[dog howling]


- Maggie?

What are you doing out of bed?


- Where's Pop?


- He just went out to get some air.

He'll be back in a little while
-
-

listen, you shouldn't be out of bed.


- I didn't feel like staying there, that's all.


- What's the matter?
- I'm not an invalid!

Everybody's treating me like an invalid.


- Sweetheart, you're not exactly feeling too sharp.


- Another brilliant diagnosis.

What did the doctor say?


- He said you should stay in bed.


- He doesn't know anything, he doesn't know what's wrong!


- Now, Maggie... Maggie, take it easy.


- What are you supposed to be? The babysitter?


- I'm just staying here until Sam gets back.


- Why? Don't you think I can take care of myself?


- Sure.
- Okay, then.

Babysitting time is over.

How much do I owe you?

, cents an hour?


- You don't owe me anything.


- Okay, then I wish you'd leave. Now.


- Listen, Maggie, I promised your father
-
-


- I don't care what you promised him, I want to be left alone!


- Maggie, you shouldn't even be out of that bed.


- I'm going to bed!

I don't need the babysitter to supervise.

Now, I'm serious, Joe.

If you don't leave now, I'll never speak to you again.

I want to be alone,

and I don't want anybody near me,

whispering and tiptoeing around.

I mean that!


- Look, I
-
- I know you're not well,

and I know you don't know what you're saying.

I don't want to see you get so upset,

so I'll get out of here,

but it's against my better judgment.

Will you get back into bed?


- Sure. Goodbye.


- So long, Maggie.

♪♪

♪♪


- Am I imagining things,

or is it pretty quiet in here?


- Yes, it is.

I think that people are staying close to home tonight.

Everybody I've talked to is awfully upset

about those attacks on the girls

and the horrible death of those poor animals.

Burke, why is it happening?


- Questions, questions. The world's full of questions.


- Well, it's full of answers, too.


- Only if you know where to look for them.

Oh, there's Sam. Hey, Sam, come on over.

I hear Maggie's sick.


- Yeah, she is.


- What's wrong with her?


- Doctor doesn't seem to know.


- Sit down, Sam. I'll buy you a belt.

You look a little down.
- Yeah, I am down.

Thanks.


- You said that the doctor doesn't know?


- That's right.

Well, she was just pale, weak, no energy.

Couldn't even get out of bed, and then she collapsed,

so then I called the doctor in.


- What did he say?


- Oh, he just said something about a blood deficiency.


- Blood deficiency?


- Yeah, he said he's gonna run some tests on her,

blood tests.


- Well, what brought this on?


- Well, I don't know.

It's kind of funny, he doesn't know.

But the way it developed,

like, she got up, and she didn't feel very good.

Just... dragged herself out of bed

and went down to work.

And then, a little later in the afternoon,

well, she started feeling bad, and she collapsed.

She came back, got into bed,

even broke her date with Joe.

Then... then, that night, well, she got up.

Yeah, she was full of energy.

Looking fine.

So she got dressed, drove me up to the old Collins house.

Why, I thought she was feeling great.

And then I thought she'd be at work the next day

and everything, and all of a sudden, she became worse.


- Well, now, let me see if I understand this.

You said that, yesterday, she was sick, and she collapsed,

and last night, she was up and around,

and this morning, she was sick again?


- That's right.


- What's the matter, Vicki?


- This may be just a coincidence,

but those are exactly the same symptoms

that Willie Loomis had.


- Wait a minute.

You know, I think you're right.


- No, no, it's probably just some kind of virus.


- Oh, here comes Joe.


- Joe?
- Hello, Joe.


- Joe, I thought you were up at the house.


- I was fired.


- What are you talking about?


- Well, Maggie didn't want a babysitter

so she threw me out.

Pardon the domestic quarrel, folks.


- Threw you out?
- Well, practically.

She came out of her bedroom, and
-
-


- What do you mean? She's up and walking around?


- Not only is she up and walking around,

she's a regular spitfire.

She blew her stack 'cause we were making

such a fuss over her
-
- she really cut loose.


- Well, she's not supposed to be left alone.


- I know, but what could I do? She told me to get out.

If I'd stayed there another minute,

she would've started slugging me.


- Oh, well, I've got to get back to her, excuse me.


- Your drink!


- This is the first time I ever saw Sam

walk out on a drink voluntarily.


- Well, it won't go to waste, I could use it.


- Bartender?


- How does Maggie look?


- Well, she doesn't look good, but then...

then again, she
-
- she didn't look quite as bad

as the doctor and Sam had led me to believe.

I don't know, maybe she's on the road to recovery.


- Strange.

It's very strange.

It's so much like Willie Loomis.

[Sam]
- Maggie?

Maggie?

[knocking on door]

Maggie?

Maggie?

No!

Maggie! Where are you?

♪♪

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