990 - April 9, 1970

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[eerie music]

NARRATOR:The great estate of Collinwood

in another band of time.

A band so similar to our own, and yet so different.

Barnabas Collins has reached this other time,

hoping desperately to find himself

free of his ancient curse.

But instead, he is a prisoner held

within this chained coffin,

unaware of the drama which goes on about him,

as this night, a girl in shock

makes a mysterious appearance at Collinwood.

This is where it all began, long ago.

Our fingers must touch.

The circle must not be broken.

Let the seance begin.

Where could Maggie and Quentin be?

And Hoffman? It's not like her to leave the house.

In a way I'm rather glad that Maggie isn't here.

Oh, I do hope that Daniel will be more open-minded.

Do you think he will, Roger?

Daniel will always resent his new mother.

Are you speaking for Daniel or yourself?

Roger!

I have been waiting all alone for all of you.

Isn't it time for the seance to begin?

[eerie music]

Sabrina?

What seance?

What are you talking about?

SABRINA: Where are the others?

Where is Cyrus?

There will be no seance in this house tonight.

But they planned it.

Cyrus and Mrs. Collins.

ELIZABETH: Maggie?

No, her name is not Maggie.

You know that.

Angelique.

You must sit.

All our hands must touch.

What's happened to her?

[clock chiming]

We can't just leave her there.

She, she thinks it's that night.

Roger.

What other explanation could it be?

It was at the same time, six months ago,

when we gathered in that room.

Roger don't think of it.

Don't think of it.

There hasn't been an hour since

when I haven't remembered it.

We've got to do something about it.

Well I'll call Cyrus.

Call a doctor here.

Why do you have me here?

CYRUS: Sabrina.

I'm all right.

I want to go back to the seance.

Sabrina that was six months ago.

I don't understand you.

You were so anxious to come to this all week

and now suddenly you're pretending that

Sabrina, I'm not pretending anything.

Oh, but you are.

Where is Mrs. Collins?

She'll know I'm right.

She called me at the lab.

She asked me to come here.

What are you all trying to do to me?

Is this some kind of joke, trying to pretend I'm crazy?

CYRUS: Please, Sabrina, just try to relax

and I'll get the doctor and he'll come and--

I don't want a doctor.

ELIZABETH: Sabrina.

Sabrina, you must rest.

Now think about it.

Keep calm.

What has happened to her?

She was attacked last night in her room.

Well hasn't the sheriff found the man?

No.

Well then, I'd better telephone him.

No, don't.

Don't?

Look, they're doing everything they can.

The police are doing everything.

This man that attacked her, this stranger,

this was a horrible trauma for her.

Why does she insist upon a seance?

Evil...

Moments of evil.

That's the only explanation I can think of.

We can't live through that seance again.

You know that, don't you?

What are they whispering about?

Is it about the seance?

Is Cyrus trying to convince Mr. Collins

to go through with it?

Probably.

You know Cyrus is very fascinated with the unknown.

He shares that with Mrs. Collins.

They don't think that it's strange,

what is going on tonight.

I think they should.

Now, don't think about it dear.

Don't think about it.

The doctor will be here soon.

At this hour?

A summons from the great house of Collinwood?

And from you of all people?

Does the master of the house know

that you request my presence?

No, no he doesn't.

Then you'd better ask him.

Well Mrs. Stoddard said that it would be all right.

Oh she's back.

Well a lot's happened since she left.

A lot she doesn't even know about.

Bruno, this is an emergency.

Sabrina is in a state of shock.

What did you do to her?

I didn't do a thing.

At least as far as I know.

Look, why do you look that way if you didn't?

Are you covering something up, Cyrus?

And very badly.

I'm not, not at all.

The more you deny it, Cyrus, the more convinced I am.

Now what did you do to your lovely fiance?

Bruno, she was attacked in her room, that's all.

No, she was in her room, and the shock

has just made her mind go back to that night.

The night of the seance.

No, she, there's nothing wrong with her physically,

I called Dr. Law.

I did, I called him.

The psychiatrist at the hospital.

He said that if she went through the seance again,

it might make her all right again.

You want to recreate that night.

Will the same spirit appear to us all again?

Bruno, no.

Will there be that moment of drama just as...

Nobody wants to do it again, Bruno.

Least of all me.

No, it's a tasteless idea.

Couldn't be done, ever.

I know that.

Angelique was there.

Beautiful.

Elegant.

Smiling.

It was the happiest I'd ever seen her.

She knew that Quentin hated her interest in the occult.

But she could never give it up.

The lure of the unknown.

No, no, we can never live through that night again.

Because she's not with us.

And without her, without her the seance has no end.

I know.

That smile on her face.

It was her last smile.

The look in her eyes, will never be seen again.

CYRUS: Don't, Bruno.

Just don't relive it again.

Why shouldn't I?

At that table, the last time her hand touched mine.

At that table Angelique died!

[piano playing]

Or did Angelique die?

CYRUS: Bruno, don't start that again.

Well I, I can't stop wondering.

And I won't until I'm sure.

Angelique had many tricks.

Coming back from the dead is not a trick, Bruno.

Perhaps that's all it is.

Are you going to come to the house, or aren't you?

Maybe, maybe at the seance,

we should ask lovely Alexis

to sit in for her late sister.

But, Bruno, you...

Why not?

The dead can't die twice.

What if by some macabre miracle Alexis is Angelique?

Think, think of going to a seance at which you died.

Oh, not even the Angelique I loved could carry that off.

Not without giving herself away.

We are doing this for Sabrina's sake,

and not for your curiosity!

My curiosity is never satisfied.

Even about you, about this, about Sabrina.

How you're doing this to cover up and hide your own guilt?

Why should I be feeling guilty about Sabrina?

I don't know.

But you do.

I know you well enough for that.

[laughs] No, if I do go through with that seance,

it's for my own reason.

[music box playing]

No one will let us forget that night, will they?

Do you want us to remember it?

Is that the reason for this monstrous joke?

It's the kind of situation that would have delighted you,

if you were alive.

If you were alive.

I can't go through that again.

Hearing those words, entreating the spirits to appear,

waiting, waiting, and then that final moment.

I know it will haunt me always.

I know that.

Angelique!

Wait.

Wait!

You've come back!

I'm not who you think I am.

Who else could you be?

Listen to me, please.

ALEXIS: I don't know who you are,

but please, you must listen.

No, absolutely not.

I won't permit it.

Quentin, you must.

The doctor gave her a sedative to calm her,

but she'll be awake soon,

and we must make a decision by then.

The decision, my sister, has been made.

Quentin, if you'd talk to her, you'd understand.

I know how difficult it is for you.

Then drop the subject.

I only wish I could.

This is your house and I try not to intrude

any more than I can, but this time I feel I must.

If you're worried about Maggie's reaction,

she need know nothing about it.

We'll have to have a talk about Maggie.

Why?

What happened when we were gone?

What, Quentin?

[dramatic music]

Her twin?

Are you her twin?

Surely she mentioned me.

Yes, but--

Is it so surprising that I'd want to come

and visit my nephew?

You move as she did, you speak as she did.

You're the same.

Your hands, your smile, your eyes.

I can't believe it.

Well you must, because you'll find out soon enough

that we're quite different.

Touch me.

Then you'll see that I'm not a ghost, if you touch me.

You see, I am quite real, Roger Collins.

ELIZABETH: I cannot believe that Maggie simply left.

Now why would I lie to you?

Oh, I don't mean that.

Quentin, maybe you should have asked that Alexis to leave.

You know for a person who doesn't want to intrude

in my personal affairs, you seem to be doing

a very good job of it.

I'm sorry.

Surely I'm allowed to be upset.

Elizabeth, it doesn't do any of us to be upset.

We should be quite aware of the fact that nothing

ever goes well in this house.

It isn't the house Quentin.

It's us, we make it happen.

Elizabeth, I don't need your moralizing.

Nothing we ever do is right.

Speak for yourself.

I am, of course.

I'm thinking of that poor girl upstairs--

Oh, now stop that, will you?

I'm afraid I can't.

Now listen.

It's insane to go through with that seance.

I won't have it.

Will that poor girl go on simply as she is?

It's not our responsibility.

Maybe that's why life is so difficult.

We don't know what our responsibilities are.

Quentin.

Mrs. Stokes told me about Maggie.

It's very distressing.

I would like you to meet my sister.

This is Alexis Stokes, Elizabeth.

My sister, Elizabeth Stoddard.

How do you do?

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Stoddard.

But I seem to be interrupting.

If you'll excuse us.

It's midnight.

Isn't that the time you set for the seance, Angelique?

Are we all ready?

[dramatic music]

Quentin, wait.

I don't understand that girl.

What did she mean?

I thought I told you never to come in this house.

Well I thought since there was an emergency,

under the circumstances--

There is no emergency.

Now you can go to another house

and work your black magic, boys.

Well I knew you'd object, but I didn't realize how much.

If you don't want to take part in this, Quentin,

will you at least let us?

Perhaps even Alexis would be interested

in sitting in for her sister?

Sitting in?

Oh, haven't they explained what we plan to do?

There's no explaining needed.

Well I thought Alexis would be fascinated to see

the exact circumstances under which her sister died.

Oh, no, wait, Quentin.

Tell me.

Tell me what's going on here.

Mr. Collins, you may sit there.

The others will come.

Mrs. Stoddard, aren't you going to sit down?

Why am I the only one who knows we must do this?

Why am I the only one?

I feel we must do it, too, Roger.

Liz.

I do, not just for her.

I don't know why, but I do.

Well I refuse.

Are you that frightened?

You told me that my sister died of a stroke.

She did.

There's never been any doubt of that.

But she died at this seance.

Afraid?

Aren't you willing to go through with it?

No, she's not.

Quentin, please.

Let me answer for myself.

It isn't necessary for the seance.

It might be fascinating for you.

Quentin, wait.

Of course.

I'm willing.

Do you forbid it?

No, I don't forbid it.

But I won't have anything to do with this.

And after you've finished, Bruno,

you get out of this house will you.

Yes.

This should be interesting.

Very interesting.

Will he allow it?

Yes.

That's right Alexis, that's where Angelique sat,

right next to Roger.

I never thought we'd all be in this room

sitting at this table again.

Cyrus will start now.

Yes, let's get this over with.

A chair for Quentin.

It's almost exactly as it was before.

There was a storm that night, too.

ELIZABETH: Are you sure you want to

go through with this, my dear?

Yes, are you?

Yes, yes.

Then let's begin.

Our hands must touch.

Spirits of the dead, we humbly entreat any of you

who wish to speak to us, to hear our voices.

Spirits of the dead, we want to know what lies

beyond this life we live.

Spirits of the dead, hear me, hear me!

If one of you can speak to us,

let him use one of us as his voice.

Spirits around us, give us the knowledge which we seek.

The spirit who appeared to us before, in this room,

the spirit who appeared when I said these words before,

will you come now?

Do not be afraid.

We need your help.

Spirit, help us save one of us.

Show us that you watch us and that you know.

Spirit, come to us.

Come to us, now!

[moaning]

Who are you?

Are you the spirit who came to us six months ago?

Let me go.

Let me go!

CYRUS: Oh, you must help us.

She's dying.

She's dying.

Can't you see she's dying.

m*rder.

m*rder.

m*rder!

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