685 - February 6, 1969

[bunniefuu]

[Elizabeth narrating] - Night over Collinwood,

A night of suspense for Barnabas Collins

and Christopher Jennings

who have discovered an infant's coffin

and in it a tiny pentagram

used for protection against werewolves.

Barnabas, aware that the medallion

comes from a shop in Collinsport,

has asked the jeweler to search his records

to find out for whom the pentagram was made.

[clocks chiming]

[mumbling to self]

[phone ringing]

- Hello.

- Mr. Collins, please.

- Oh, this is David Collins. - This is Ezra Braithwaite.

I would like to speak to Mr. Barnabas Collins.

- Yes, I know, he's expecting you.

- Will you tell him I have the information he asked for?

- He'll be very pleased.

- Why don't I bring it out there then?

Yes, I drive past Collinwood on my way home.

- Well, I'll tell him.

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[Ezra] - I'll bring the ledger too

and the name of the purchaser.

I don't know how I could have forgotten that medallion.

Why, it was one of the first pieces I made myself.

I'll be there soon.

- You had no right to do that Quentin,

no right at all!

What do you want?

I have to tell Barnabas that - that Mr. Braithwaite is coming.

What do you what?!

What do you want?!

What?!

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Are you sure that's all you want me to do?

Are you telling the truth?

You're not going to do anything bad, are you?

Do you promise?

Don't get mad at me, Quentin.

I just don't like it when you do terrible things.

You want me to help you

and I guess there's nothing I can do about that.

But - but just please don't do anything bad.

I guess, if you just want to scare him Quentin,

you just take what you want, that's all right.

But if anything else happened,

I don't know what's going to happen.

Quentin?

- Quentin!

- Amy, what are you doing down here?

- Oh, Quentin.

He never wants to see me anymore.

David, what does Quentin want you to do?

Is he in the room somewhere?

- I don't know.

- I wish he wouldn't disappear.

He listens to us.

- Shh.

- David, don't trust him. - Amy.

- He's planning something against Chris.

- He is not.

- Then why did he disappear when he saw me.

- I don't know.

- You swear to me that it's got nothing to do with Chris?

- Yes, I swear.

He promised to you that it didn't.

We just have to believe him.

- Do we?

He's in the room, I can tell.

He's listening to every word that we say.

I'm not going to stay in here.

- Amy.

- I used to think it was fun playing the game. - I know.

- But, I don't anymore.

Oh, David, what are we going to do?

- We'll just watch him.

- What?

- We'll just make sure that - that he doesn't do anything bad.

- I don't think watching Quentin is going to do any good.

- It's got to.

- David, thank goodness.

Mrs. Johnson just brought me this telegram,

I don't know why it wasn't delivered sooner,

we haven't got much time.

I guess, you just have to go the way you are.

- But where Aunt Elizabeth?

- Portland, to the airport, your father is coming back.

- Tonight!

- Well, that's certainly the attitude I'd expected.

Yes, tonight David, you should be very happy about it.

- Oh, I am. - Well, you don't sound it.

In this telegram, your father specifically asks

that I bring you to the airport.

He must have missed you a great deal.

- I've missed him, too. But --

- Go wash your face and hands,

comb your hair and wear your good coat.

Amy, we'd like to have you come with us if you want to.

David, I told you to get ready.

What's the matter with you two?

- We had something planned.

- Well, it's nothing you can't do tomorrow is it?

- Oh, but it is.

- What is it?

- Um -- - David, really.

- It's a test. I have to study.

- Well, I'll explain it to Maggie.

- No, I don't want you to explain.

I don't want to go.

- David, what brought this on?

Why are you being so difficult?

Darling, I want to understand.

- You can't, Aunt Elizabeth, ever.

You - you wouldn't.

I don't want to go.

I can't! I can't!

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- David, you're lying about the test, aren't you?

- No. - I can tell.

What's happening here?

- I just don't feel good, Aunt Elizabeth.

I've got a stomach ache and my throat is sore.

- Any other symptoms?

- As a matter of fact I'm -

I'm almost positive that I have a fever.

- I'm almost positive you haven't.

What's so important here?

- Can't you tell her, David?

- No, I can't!

- David! Come back here!

- No! - David!

What's wrong?

Amy, can you tell me, please do.

[clock chiming]

It's late, I'd better go.

David's father would think something dreadful has happened

if someone is not there to meet him.

Amy, you and David are good friends now, aren't you?

And even though you quarrel occasionally

you're very fond of him?

He's in some kind of trouble, isn't he?

- I don't know what you mean, Mrs. Stoddard.

- You don't?

Very well, Amy.

Tell David to wait for us unless it gets too late.

I think it's going to storm.

Good night, dear.

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- She's gone.

I could have never done that.

I mean, I would've given in and gone.

We've got to be very careful

if we're going to keep on playing the game.

Quentin gets us in lots of trouble.

- You don't have to tell me that.

- Lots and lots.

David, what do you think Quentin really wants?

I mean, the things he asks us to do,

they don't make any sense.

- No, they don't.

Like making me promise that I wouldn't tell Barnabas

that Mr. Braithwaite is coming until after he gets here.

They doesn't make any sense.

- Do you know what I wish?

I wish we had never found his room.

David, why didn't he want Barnabas to know?

Well, you must have some idea?

- No.

There is no point in asking him either.

He just looks at you as though --

as though you didn't deserve to know.

I used to like him, too.

But now when you say that - that the things that -

that he asks us to do don't make any sense,

I'm beginning to think that they do, Amy.

Only - only Quentin is the only one

who knows what sense they make.

He's - he's doing something here.

Something to us all, but what is it?

What?

[knocking on door]

Yes?

[Amy] - May I come in?

- Of course, Amy.

- Why, where are you going?

- Well, Roger is coming home tonight,

so I'm going back to the old house.

- Oh, don't leave, please don't!

- Amy!

- Can't you stay here? Can't you?

- Just until --

- Until what?

- I'll miss you.

- But you'll see just as much of me.

- But you won't be here.

- Amy.

Do you remember those talks we used to have at Wyndcliffe

when we first met?

- We confided in each other.

- Yes, I miss them.

- Do you?

- We haven't had one since -

well, since you and David became such friends.

Well that's natural, but you can always come to me.

- Barnabas, have you ever been afraid of anyone?

- Of course.

- Well - well, what did you do?

- Why don't you tell me who you are afraid of?

I will be able to help you more that way.

- Oh, it was just a question.

- Now, Amy --

- I was just reading a story

about a little boy who was afraid

and I just never thought of boys being afraid,

that's all -- - Are you sure?

- Oh, Barnabas,

I wish I could go back to the old house with you

or stay with Chris.

This house is so big and gloomy, I don't like!

I don't!

- Oh, hello, Mr. Braithwaite.

- Oh, of course, Young Collins.

Now, what's your name?

- It's David.

- David, is it?

Well, I don't remember a Collins being named David before.

Now, my name is Ezra

and my father's was and his father before him.

You find a name like Ezra and you don't give it up.

Well, well, well -- - I guess not.

- Yes, and I know David is kind of a newfangled name.

- No, there's King David in the Bible.

- Oh, of course, yes, yes, a good man, too.

- Why do you have two pairs of glasses?

- One to see people with and one to see things.

- Are those your thing glasses you have on now?

- Well, I'm not looking at a person, am I?

When you get to my age you need two of everything.

Yes, yes, indeed.

Gadgets like this, spare parts are mighty handy.

You know, my father made this,

he had a way with candlesticks, no denying that.

- Can you see me now?

- Well, well, of course, I can tell you're there.

Well, my, my, you're a curious boy.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I've just never seen anyone with two pairs of glasses before.

I thought when you get old, you wear bifocals.

- Oh, you wouldn't even catch me with them, no, no.

Now, you go and get your Uncle Barnabas.

- Oh, he's cousin. - Yes.

Tell him I have the record that he wants and, uh,

and that --

Yes, tell him that I have the records he wants, yes.

- I will, Sir.

- Oh, this is one of ours, too.

Oh, you Collins',

I swear, you have more silver than the shop does.

[thunder rumbling]

No, that's not one of ours.

They must have picked that up in the city.

Though, they would have been better off for us.

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No.

I should have written down the page numbers.

I should have known I wouldn't have remembered it

by the time I got here.

Oh, here it is.

Hmm, April , .

Ezra Braithwaite, your mind is like a rock slide.

You never know what part is going to go next.

Oh, Mr. Collins!

No, of course, you aren't Barnabas Collins.

You must be his friend.

Yes, well, I got that information you and Mr. Collins

wanted about the pentagram.

Yes, I should have remembered it first thing.

I must tell you a little story about myself.

I - I made that pentagram myself.

Yes, it was the first thing,

first piece of silver I made

when I was and a half years old.

I even engraved that quotation on the back.

Now, why would a man like me

forget the first piece of silver jewelry he made?

Yes, but it's all down here.

Oh, Ezra, Ezra,

you already got on your reading glasses.

My old handwriting

hasn't improved much either, has it?

"That one starred medallion, hmm,

engraved with quotation,

'To guard you from the wrath of Cerebrus.'

Ordered by Ms. Beth Chavez

and charged to the account of Quentin Collins."

Well, now that I have all of this information for you

and Mr. Collins, you'll be very happy.

He said it was quite important Mister, uh,

I don't believe I got your name.

Why, who are you?

I know you.

Oh, yes, only I --

Yes, you're Quentin Collins.

But you're dead!

You're dead!

You're dead!

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- Oh, Barnabas -- - Now, wait David,

you must help us with Amy,

all you have to do is tell us what is wrong down here.

It's important.

- But I've been trying to tell you something.

Mr. Braithwaite is downstairs waiting for you.

- He is.

- Yes, he telephoned earlier that I was on my way up here,

but everything started happening.

He has some book for you to see, too.

Well, we'll finish our conversation on

the way down David, come along.

Now, Mr. Braithwaite and I have some business to discuss,

it's time for you to go to bed anyway.

- Oh, but I'm waiting up for my father.

- But in this storm David, his plane maybe late.

Mr. Braithwaite.

- I guess, he's fallen asleep.

- Mr. Braithwaite.

- No! No! - Don't come in here, David.

- What happened to him? - Go upstairs and get Dr. Hoffman.

- What happened, Barnabas? - Do as I say, David.

- He can't be dead! He can't be.

- Get Julia!

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[eerie music] ♪♪