573 - September 4, 1968

[bunniefuu]

♪ [eerie music]

- It is almost sunset in the small town of Collinsport.

The growing mystery of a house by the sea

has brought two silent and separate visitors to it.

One of them is drawn by forces beyond his control, forces

that would drain him of life.

The other, there to unravel the mystery of years,

is unaware of the vengeful powers that lurk

behind doors soon to be opened.

- Barnabas?

- Joe?

What are you doing here?

- I was about to ask you the same question.

- Well, I came here to see Mr. Blair.

Apparently, he isn't home. - Well, I guess not.

I-- I was looking for him too.

- May I ask why?

- Well--

- Yes?

- It's Maggie. - Maggie?

- Yes.

He came to see Maggie several times

while I was in the hospital, and-- and I don't like it.

I want him to stay away from her.

- And you're going to fight with him?

- I hope it doesn't come to that.

I hope a simple warning will be sufficient.

- Joe, I think you should leave here.

- No, Barnabas.

You're the one who should leave.

- Why do you keep looking out the window?

Why are you so nervous?

- I'm just not looking forward to my meeting with Mr. Blair,

but it's about time we had a showdown.

- I see.

- Now, please, Barnabas, leave now.

Right now!

[creaking]

♪ [eerie theme music]

[wind whistling]

[creaking]

- Why are you so anxious for me to leave, Joe?

- I told you, I--

I wanted my talk with Blair to be in private.

- But he's not here now.

- I know that, but he will be soon.

- How do you know that?

- Because I-- I told him I was coming to talk to him,

and he said he'd be here.

- Very well, Joe.

In the meantime, there's no harm in my waiting.

- Yes.

Yes, there is. - What?

- Well, it's not right. He won't like it.

- Well, how can he object?

- He'll say you're trespassing.

- But I'm a Collins.

The Collins family had rented him this house.

- [THINKING] Barnabas.

Well, why is he here?

Perhaps this is my chance.

Yes.

I could end his existence forever,

repay him for all those years.

It's what he deserves.

Yes.

I must do it.

I must do it now.

- The sun. - What's the matter?

- The sun has set.

Look, Barnabas, you've got to leave now.

- Joe? - I can't explain.

There isn't time.

But you've got to believe me. - Believe what?

No, tell me. What's the matter?

- Nothing is the matter.

- Why are you so concerned about the sun?

- What? - The sunset.

It has a very special meaning to you.

- No.

It's just that-- that Blair told me

he'd be here around this time. - No.

You're-- you're afraid of something.

You don't even trust anyone.

You were never like this before.

You-- you were always open and friendly.

You're not the same person.

- Yes, I am. I'm the same person.

- No you're not.

Now, something's happened to you,

and I want you to tell me what it is.

- I can't.

It's not important.

It'll-- it'll be over soon.

I'll see that it's over.

But Barnabas, please, you've got to leave here now, for my sake!

- [THINKING] I've got to go out and stop him,

stop him once and for all.

No, I can't.

Nicholas' warning.

I'm not to interfere without his permission.

And yet, perhaps he wouldn't have to know.

- All right, Joe, I will leave.

- You will?

- On one condition.

- What's that?

- That you leave with me.

- What?

- Come with me now, away from this house.

- [THINKING] He's trying to get Joe to leave.

He can't do that.

What will Nicholas think if Joe's not here when he returns?

I've got to keep him here.

- Leave here, now?

- Yes.

Come with me now.

This house has some hold over you,

and I want you to resist it. - No, no.

It's-- it's not that. - Don't try and lie to me, Joe.

I understand better than you think.

- What do you mean, you understand?

- Never mind. Just leave with me now.

- Joe.

Joe, hear me.

Resist him.

You want to stay here.

You want to stay with me.

- I can drop you off at Maggie's.

- Yes.

Maggie.

I could be with Maggie. - Come with me now.

- I could. I could go now.

I could-- I could walk right out with you.

- Stay with me, Joe.

Don't listen.

Stay with me.

- All right, Barnabas.

Let's go, now.

Let's get out of here.

Get to Maggie's.

- Come on.

♪ [dramatic music]

- Mr. Blair?

Here's your painting.

I've wrapped it for you.

[sighs]

You have no idea how much I appreciate your generosity,

especially now.

- What do you mean, especially now?

- Well, a few weeks ago, the money

wouldn't have mattered so much, but now things are different.

- Oh?

Is it your, uh, fiance again?

- Yes.

It-- it's as if I no longer know him.

- Well, that sometimes can happen.

The better we get to know a person,

the more we find out how little we knew them to begin with.

- I can't believe it's the same person.

His whole manner has changed.

He-- he doesn't answer his phone, and the look in his eye.

He doesn't show up when he says he will.

He disappears for long periods of time,

and he won't say where he's been.

- He won't? - No.

He seemed fine when he left the hospital.

Well, maybe it's me.

Maybe it's something I've done.

I just don't know.

- No, I can't imagine you doing anything, Maggie.

Not you.

Look, uh-- uh, well, perhaps I shouldn't say anything.

- Please, go on.

- Well, whatever is wrong, I don't like

seeing you hurt by anything.

Now, if your relationship with Joe

is over, for whatever reasons, don't punish yourself for it.

Don't look back and try to find something that isn't there

to find anymore.

I happen to feel that you are too beautiful and far

too full of the joy of life to stop living over a lost cause.

- Is it a lost cause?

Do you think it is?

- I don't know.

I just don't like seeing you hurt by anything.

- Mr. Blair, you've been very kind to me.

- Well, now, who wouldn't be?

- A lot of people wouldn't take the time.

- A lot of people are blind.

[knocking]

- Oh.

Joe!

- Hello, Maggie.

Am I welcome?

- Of course, you're welcome!

[laughs]

- It's good to see you again, Mr. Haskell.

Here is your check, Maggie.

If you don't mind, I will drop by tomorrow

to pick up the painting.

About five?

- Thank you.

Good night, Mr. Blair.

- Good night, Maggie.

Good night, Mr. Haskell.

I shall see you both again soon.

Very soon.

♪ [dramatic music]

- Maggie?

- Joe, what happened this afternoon?

- Maggie, listen to me. I have to talk to you.

- Where did you go?

- I can't tell you that, not yet.

All I can tell you is that I didn't want to go.

I wanted you to stop me.

- I tried, but what did you want me to do?

You threw me to the floor.

- I know. I couldn't help it.

Believe me, Maggie, that wasn't me acting like that.

- Oh, who was it?

- I don't know.

I-- I can't explain it.

Maggie, there's some-- some force trying to control me,

to make me do things I shouldn't do,

make me go places that I shouldn't go.

- Joe, I don't understand.

- Don't you see, Maggie?

I don't understand either.

But I have to resist it, and I need your help.

- Joe, you've got to tell me what's going on!

Have you committed some sort of a crime?

- No, it's nothing like that.

- Well, Joe, how do you expect me

to help you when you won't trust me

enough to tell me what's wrong?

When I talk to you, you look beyond me or you

get up and leave without any explanation.

Now, what am I supposed to think?

- I don't know.

I just know I don't want to die.

- Die?

- Maggie, you've got to help me.

You've got to watch me tonight.

Be with me.

Don't take your eyes off me.

Don't let me get away like I did this afternoon.

If I start to leave, just take something,

hit me over the head.

Do anything you have to do to keep me here with you.

I promise you, Maggie, it's my last chance.

I swear it! - But, Joe--

- Will you do it, Maggie, even though I

can't tell you what's wrong? Will you do it?

- All right, Joe.

I-- I will.

- I know I don't deserve your help, Maggie, but I need it.

I've never needed anything so much in my life.

- [ANGRILY] Why isn't he here?

- Who?

- You're orders were to get Haskell here, tonight!

- But I did.

- You mean, he was here?

What was he doing Maggie Evans' house then?

- He came and he left.

- You were supposed to keep him here!

- I tried.

I did my best, but I had competition.

My hands were tied.

- What do you mean, competition?

- Barnabas.

- Barnabas?

Was he here?

- Yes. - You let him in?

- No.

Actually, I think he walked in.

I heard him talking with Joe when I arose.

- What did he want?

- I don't know.

I tried to will Joe to stay here,

but Barnabas convinced him to leave with him.

- I see.

- So you see, there was nothing I could do.

- No.

- I'm sorry that your visit with that sweet girl

had to be interrupted.

- Get him back.

- What?

- I want you to get him back here.

- Why?

Nicholas, I don't like doing this to him.

There's no reason.

- For a very good reason--

your survival.

- Won't you get someone else?

- There is no one else.

I want you to get him back here tonight!

- You want Maggie for yourself.

That's it, isn't it?

- Perhaps.

- What if he doesn't come?

What if his love for her is stronger than my power

to summon him?

- He will come.

You will see to it that he comes!

- And if I don't?

- If you don't, the sun will rise,

and I will make you watch it!

♪ [dramatic music]

- How do you feel?

- I don't know.

All right, I guess. - Good.

How about if I make us some coffee?

- OK.

- I'll be back in a minute.

- Joe?

Hear me call you.

Come to me, Joe. Come to me.

- No.

No, please.

- You can't resist me.

You can't resist the call.

You must come to me.

- No.

No!

- Joe? What is it?

- You hear nothing but my voice.

Listen to me, only to me.

- The voice.

- Joe, what's the matter?

- Maggie, it started.

- Well, what is it?

- Hold on to me.

- All you can hear is my voice, Joe.

All you can see is my face.

Come to me, now.

- Don't let go of me, Maggie.

I need you now.

- I won't, Joe.

I'm right here beside you.

- You are going to leave there now and come to me.

You can't resist me.

You want me.

- No.

I'm gonna fight this time.

Maggie, don't let me leave.

Don't let me leave.

- I won't, Joe.

- It's no use.

You need me, Joe.

You must come to me, now.

- No!

It's gonna work, Maggie.

If I can just concentrate on you, and how much I love you.

It's gonna work.

[sighs]

- He isn't responding, Nicholas.

- He will.

- He's fighting me, and the girl you're so fond of

is helping him.

- You will get him here, Angelique.

You will succeed this night or it

will prove to be your last night on this earth.

♪ [dramatic music]

- There's a wind coming up.

It looks as if it might storm.

- What time is it?

- It's late. It's past :.

- How are you?

- I've been all right for a while now.

- Do you think it's over?

- I don't know.

You're tired, aren't you?

- I guess I am.

- Look, Maggie, I've got an idea.

You still have those sleeping pills that the doctor gave you

after your pop died, don't you?

- Yes.

- G-- g-- give me a couple.

- No, Joe. Not two.

They're very strong.

- That's the point.

Look, Maggie, maybe if I can go to sleep and-- and sleep

soundly enough, I'll be safe.

- Joe, do you think it would work?

- Give me the pills, Maggie.

When I fall asleep, try to wake me up.

If you can't wake me, then, well, maybe it'll

be safe for you to get some rest yourself.

- All right, Joe. I'll get them.

[ticking]

Joe?

Joe?

[ticking]

[ticking]

- I've been waiting for you, Joe.

I need you here with me.

Listen to my voice as it's carried on the wind.

Hear my call.

Come to me.

Come to me.

I must have you, Joe.

The time to resist has passed.

You have no choice, no choice at all.

You are mine now, and you will come to me.

You have no will of your own.

You hear me now as you hear the wind.

You will heed my call.

It is your destiny.

Come.

Come to me.

Come to me.

Come to me.

[screams]

[thunderclap]

[knocking]

[knocking]

[knocking]

- Oh, Mr. Blair.

- Maggie, I'm terribly sorry if I woke you.

- Well, what's wrong?

- I don't know.

That's what I'm here to find out.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you'll probably think I'm crazy,

but tonight I suddenly had a feeling

that you were in terrible danger.

I can see that you aren't.

I-- I'm very sorry that I woke you.

- Oh, that's all right.

I wasn't sleeping very soundly.

I kept worrying about Joe.

- Oh?

- He was acting very strangely again last night.

He was afraid to stay alone, so he

asked if he could spend the night here and sleep

on the sofa.

He's sound asleep now.

I hope he'll be like he was when he wakes in the morning.

- Well, if he is, you may never know it.

- Why?

- Look at the sofa.

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♪ [eerie theme music]