646 - December 15, 1968

[bunniefuu]

[eerie music]

- Of all the dark and evil secrets

that plague the great house of Collinwood,

none has escaped detection longer than the secret

behind a wall in the abandoned West Wing.

For over years, a vengeful spirit

has been imprisoned here.

Now, through the curiosity of two children,

it has been released and soon will

bring about the final destruction of the Collins

family.

- Do you think they'll be waiting for us?

- I hope so.

[creaking]

- Hi, Quentin!

[ghostly music]

[theme music]

Aren't you going to say something, Quentin?

- We are going to play the game, aren't we?

[victrola starts]

- It's such pretty music, isn't it, David?

Don't you like it, David?

- What made you ask that?

You know it's my favorite piece.

- How could it be?

You never heard it before last night when we--

Who are you?

[clock chimes two]

[door opens and closes]

- Roger, I had no idea you were still up.

- The study offered the only escape to get some work done.

After searching for those children half a day,

not much was accomplished at the office.

- Well, it won't happen again.

- I hope not.

- David gave me his word.

- Yes, he's done that before, as I recall.

- Roger, I think it would help if you had a little

more confidence in him.

- Oh, Liz, we've been over this a hundred times,

and I'm much too tired.

I'm going up to bed.

Good night.

- Good night.

- Are you staying up?

- I, uh... I don't know.

- What's the matter with you?

- I-- I-- I have a strange feeling that she's never left

this house.

- What?

- Whoever she was who came to us during the seance.

- What you need is sleep.

- If we only knew what she was trying to tell us.

- Whatever it is, it can wait until morning.

Good night, Liz.

- Good night.

[victrola playing]

- Oh David, you look wonderful.

Just like a grown-up.

- Like Quentin? - Yes.

- Why don't you call me "Quentin"?

- All right.

And you can call me "Beth."

- Yes.

- And we'll pretend this is our room.

- It is our room.

Don't you remember, Beth?

- Yes, Quentin.

- We must keep it a secret.

You know that, don't you?

- Why, yes, of course.

- If we ever told anyone, and they came up here,

they wouldn't let us play our games anymore.

- I won't tell if you won't.

- We can block the entrance to this room

so then no one will be able to find it.

- Quentin?

- What, Beth?

- Maybe we should go downstairs now.

- Why?

- Well, because it's getting awfully late

and we have to get up early.

- You're quite right.

We have quite a lot to do tomorrow, don't we?

- Yes, we do.

- What's wrong?

- Are we really going to do what he wants?

- We must do what we wants, Beth!

- Why?

- My family has made the two of us very unhappy.

They must be made to realize that.

They must pay for what they've done to us.

Do you understand?

- Yes.

I think I do.

- You're not thinking of letting me do this all alone, are you?

- No, of course not.

- Good.

Because I'll need your help, Beth.

You'll-- you'll have to talk to Roger.

- Yes, I know.

- But that won't be until tomorrow night.

During the day, we must attend to something else.

- What?

- It's not going to be fun coming up here

to play the game if we always have that around, is it?

- Well, no.

But what are we supposed to do about it?

- Take it outside and we'll bury it.

- How are we going to get it out of the house?

- I'll think of something.

[victrola music ends]

[knocking]

- Come in.

Oh, good morning, Liz.

- Good morning, Roger.

How soon are you leaving for the office?

- Oh, in a few minutes. Why?

- Well, would you speak to Vicki before you go?

- Vicki? What for?

- I'm worried about her.

- What?

What's the matter with her?

- Ever since the seance, she does nothing

but spend all her time sitting in her room, alone.

- Alone?

Without the children?

- Well, she gives them a few lessons but most of the time

she's just sitting there, waiting.

- Waiting? Waiting for what?

- Well, she's convinced that somehow Jeff is coming back.

- Oh, she can't really believe that.

- Well, I'm afraid it's true.

- Well, why haven't you told me this before?

- Well, I--

I thought I could bring her out of it myself.

I tried everything I knew how, but nothing worked.

- Well, I shall certainly talk to her

and get it settled once and for all.

- Roger, don't be angry with her.

She's been through a terrible ordeal.

- I'm quite aware of that, and I have

no intention of being angry with her,

but I'm going to be firm, Liz.

Whatever she's gone through, she still has her--

her responsibility as a governess

to these two children.

They need her guidance.

Left on their own devices, no telling what they would do.

[dramatic music]

- Are we going to be able to get this in there?

- There's only one way to find out.

Pick up your end.

[suspenseful music]

- It's never going to work. - Why not?

- Well, look at it.

It's longer than the chest is.

- I'll think of a way to get it in there.

- I don't know why we have to do this anyway.

- When you die, do you want your bones to just rot away

in a musty old room?

- No.

- All right, then.

All we're doing is giving Quentin what his family refused

to give him: a decent burial.

It's only fair, isn't it?

- I suppose so.

How are we going to get the chest down the secret stairway?

- We can't.

It's too narrow.

- Well, what are we going to do?

- We'll have to take it out the front door.

- The front door?

What if someone sees us?

- Well, there's nothing wrong with taking a toy box

outside to play with, is there?

- There is if they see what's inside it.

- Then it's up to us to make sure that they don't go in it.

We'd better get started.

We've got a lot to do.

- Well?

- Well, you certainly were right.

She's in a pretty sad state.

I couldn't have gotten angry with her even if I'd wanted to.

- What did you say to her?

- Well, I simply pointed out to her

that it was her responsibility to spend

more time with the children, and if she

did that she might be able to take her mind off of Jeff.

- I wish I could believe that were true.

- I do, too.

At the moment, I think it's too much to expect.

- But there must be something we can do for her?

- Well, there doesn't seem to be, Liz.

Just wait and hope for the best, I suppose.

Oh, by the way, have you seen the children this morning?

- I think they're in their rooms.

- No, they're not.

I went to look in on them after I left

Vicki and they weren't there.

- Well, I'm sure they're playing around the house somewhere.

- Well, I hope they're not going to pull another one

of their disappearing acts.

- Well, there they are.

Look for yourself.

- Hmm.

- This isn't going to be easy.

- We got it this far, didn't we?

- Yes, and twice I almost fell down.

- Oh, boy.

- What on Earth have you got there?

- My toy chest.

Come on, pick up your end, will you?

- Well, what are you going to do with that thing?

- Take it outside, to play.

- Roger, you better help them.

- That's okay, Aunt Elizabeth. We can get it.

- Yes, and you'll break both your necks.

Here, put it down for a minute.

Now, David, you get around the back

and I'll take hold of the front.

There, ready?

Easy, now.

One step at a time, no showing off.

[grunts]

There.

Now, put it down here gently so we don't scratch the floor.

What have you got in there?

- Just my toys.

- Well, what are you going to do?

Where are you going with them?

- Just outside.

Amy and I just want to play.

- Well, you've never in all your born days

wanted to take all of your toys out and play outside.

Let me see what's in here.

- You can't.

- Why not?

- It's locked.

- Why is it locked?

- I can't tell you because it's a military secret.

- A military secret?

- Maybe I'll tell you after the funeral.

- What funeral?

- One of David's soldiers got broken

while we were playing so we're going to bury it

with full military honors.

- Amy, he was not broken.

He was k*lled in combat.

- He was k*lled in combat.

- I see.

- May we go out now?

- Yes, yes, you can go out.

But don't, uh, don't be late for lunch.

- We won't.

[chuckles]

- What morbid games children play.

- Well, at least they're not getting into trouble.

- I hope we didn't make a mistake letting

that child come into the house. - Amy?

Don't you like her?

- Well, of course I don't know her that well yet,

but I get a strange feeling about her.

- Strange?

How?

- Well, I don't know but I just hope that she's not

a bad influence on David.

- You should be grateful.

I think she's the best thing that ever happened to David.

- Well, I hope so.

I hope you're right.

- Have a good day. - Thanks.

- We're far enough from the house now.

I guess this is a good place.

Let's open it up.

- I hope you brought the key.

- It's not locked.

I just told my father that so he wouldn't open it.

- That was very clever of you.

- No, it wasn't.

Not really.

If you sound convincing enough, my father

will believe whatever you tell him.

You'll find that out later, when you talk to him tonight.

[dramatic music]

- Shall we say a prayer?

- No.

All we did was bury Quentin's bones.

His spirit is still alive, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Let's go back home now.

We can play for a while, then we'll

have to get ready for tonight.

- All right.

- Wait a minute.

You still don't feel right about doing it, do you?

- I'll do whatever you want.

- It's not what I want, it's what Quentin wants.

Do you understand?

- Yes.

- You don't want him to be angry, do you?

- No.

- Then we must go through with it.

[suspenseful music]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

- Well, I wish you'd tell me what it is you're after.

- You'll see, as soon as I find it.

- Well, I hope you find it soon because they'll be wondering

why we're not in our rooms.

- Would you stop worrying so much?

[clatter]

- But, David, it is still early and someone

could go to our rooms.

- Here we are.

- What have you got there?

- Wire.

- Is that what you were looking for?

- Yes.

Do you remember what you have to do?

- Yes.

- Good.

We'll go downstairs and wait till o'clock,

then you'll go get my father.

And I'll be waiting downstairs when he comes.

[dramatic music]

[ticking]

[clock strikes one]

[thunder rumbling]

[knocking]

- Wait a minute.

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

Amy.

- May I come in for a minute, Mr. Collins?

- Why, yes, but what are you doing up?

- Well, I heard noises and I got scared.

- What kind of noises?

- Well, I don't know.

They were coming from downstairs.

- Oh, now, that's impossible.

Everybody in the house has gone to bed.

- But I heard them anyway.

They woke me up.

- Maybe you dreamed that you heard them.

- No, I could still hear them after I woke up.

- Well, what did they sound like?

- They sounded...

They sounded like someone was trying to get in the door.

I was afraid it might be a burglar or something.

- Well, maybe I'd better go downstairs and look around.

- What if it is a burglar?

- Yes, I'd better take something to protect myself with.

[thunderclap]

Where are you going? - With you.

- Oh no, you're not.

You go to your room and stay there.

- No, I don't want to.

I'm afraid. - All right, then.

Stay here until I come back.

- Be careful, Mr. Collins.

- Don't worry, I will.

[thunderclap]

[suspenseful music]

[wind whistling]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

[yells]

[clatter]

[dramatic music]

[thunder rumbling]

[theme music]