411 - January 22, 1968

[bunniefuu]

[Angelique narrating] - A séance has been held in the great house at Collinwood,

a séance which has suspended time and space

and sent one woman on an uncertain

and frightening journey into the past,

back to the year .

There, each of the Collins ancestors resembles

a present day member of the Collins family,

but the names and relationships have changed,

and Victoria Winters finds herself a stranger

in a sea of familiar faces.

The Collins mausoleum at Eagle Hill Cemetery

has been chosen as the final resting place

of Barnabas Collins.

On this night,

two people have made a secret trip to the mausoleum.

One has come merely as an unwilling servant;

the other is there to ensure her own survival,

for she alone knows that Barnabas will soon

be one of the living dead.

[lid creaking open]

- Ah!

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[lid creaking closed]

- What were you about to do to me?

- Barnabas, please let go of me!

- Where are we?

I asked you were we are!

- She was speaking the truth.

He's come back from the dead.

[Barnabas] - Answer me!

[Angelique] - We are in the Collins mausoleum.

- Mausoleum?

Why was I in this coffin?

What have you done to me?

- Barnabas, I want to get away from this place.

- Not until you tell me where we are

and what has happened to me.

- Let's go back to the old house

and I'll tell you there. - No!

You will tell me now. Here.

- Barnabas, please, I can't.

- Perhaps, you won't have to tell me.

I remember, being in bed, delirious with fever.

I was afraid I would die.

And that's what's happened to me, isn't it?

I was in that coffin because I was dead.

Wasn't I?

Wasn't I?!

- Yes. Yes.

I've returned from the dead.

Oh, why?

Tell me.

- I can't. - Tell me!

- You will know soon enough.

- The curse.

You have set a curse on me.

You said I would live with it through all eternity.

- Yes.

- Then the bat came into the room.

It came straight for my throat.

You knew I was going to die

and then come back to life again, didn't you?

- I tried to prevent your death, Barnabas.

I did everything that I could.

- But you failed? - Yes.

- And having failed, you came here

to try to try to prevent me from returning?

- No. - Yes.

But the question is why!

Why did you try to prevent me from returning?

What are you afraid of?

- Nothing!

- Oh, yes. It is me you're afraid of.

Or, rather what I have become.

- Oh, I - I don't know what you're talking about.

- I never knew you to be afraid of anything or anyone.

Yet, you are afraid of me now.

You no longer have your powers over me --

- I have lost none of my powers.

- Then why don't you use them on me now?

- No, I have no reason to.

- You will have in a minute.

Only this time that you will use them for the right purpose.

After you tell me what has happened to me

and what I must do about it.

- Oh! - Angelique, look at me and tell me!

- The curse has made you one of the living dead.

But you can live only at night.

When the sun rises, you must return to your coffin,

until the sun sets again.

- And what about the rest of the curse?

You said that anyone who loved me would die.

- I tried to lift the curse, Barnabas!

I did everything in my power! - But you could not.

- No.

- So the curse is with me yet,

and will remain with me.

Now, I know why you tried to prevent me

from coming back to life.

- You do? - Of course.

You knew you would be the first victim of your own curse!

- No, no! That's not true!

- Of course it is, Angelique!

Or were you always lying to me

when you told me how much you love me?

- No, Barnabas. I do love you.

- Then, according to the curse, you must die.

- No, Barnabas, please!

- Yes, my dear Angelique. - No! No!

- All your powers of witchcraft will not save you now.

- Ah...

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This room. I know it.

Yes.

[door sliding open]

Ben.

- Mr. Barnabas.

Is it really you?

- What are you doing here?

- I didn't want to come here, honest, Mr. Barnabas.

She made me do it.

- Angelique?

She can't hear you, Ben.

She's dead.

- You k*lled her?

- Yes.

- I never thought anyone would be able to k*ll her.

- If she brought you here with her,

she must have told you why she was coming here.

- Aye.

She told me things that I wasn't ready to believe.

- Such as what?

- She told me that you weren't really dead.

That you'd rise from your coffin after the sun went down.

She made me get a stake and a mallet.

- Did she tell you why she wanted them?

- She said the only way to make you stay dead

was to drive a stake through your heart.

- She got here a little too late for that.

I'm afraid your presence here constitutes a problem for me.

- What do you mean?

- There's been a drastic change in my life.

I am no longer really human.

Do you understand that?

- I think I do.

- The rest of the world thinks I'm dead.

They must go on thinking that.

Which means there must be no one around

to tell them otherwise.

- Mr. Barnabas,

I - I - I wouldn't tell anyone, I swear --

- How - how do I know I can believe that?

- I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, Mr. Barnabas.

You know that.

I've always been loyal to you, haven't I?

But the Barnabas Collins that was human

might have, yes.

But what about now,

now that you know what I had become?

If what Angelique said was true,

you're going to need somebody to help you.

To keep somebody from finding you during the day. - Yes.

I will need someone.

- Mr. Barnabas,

you've always treated me better than anyone.

If you'll let me help you,

I'll - I'll keep your secrets so help me.

- Very well, Ben.

I will let you help me and you must begin at once.

We must get Angelique's body out of the secret room

and find a way to dispose of it.

- I'll take the body deep in the woods and bury it.

I'm going to do it now while it's still good and dark.

- Wait a minute. - What is it?

- I heard something outside.

Listen.

[wind howling]

Someone is coming.

Are you sure that Angelique never told anyone

that she was coming here?

- No one else she could have told.

[thunder rumbling]

- Stay here, Ben.

- What are you going to do?

- I'm going to find a way to hide the body.

If anyone comes in to the mausoleum,

tell them that I --

That no one is to come in here.

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- Stokes! What is the meaning of this?

What are you doing in this place?

- Nothing, Mr. Joshua.

- You're lying to me!

You're up to something? What is it?

- I came out here to pay my last respects

to Mr. Barnabas.

- How did you know my son's body was here?

Speak up, man!

- I saw the workmen coming out of the old house.

- And you followed them?

- Aye.

- You'll be thrashed for this!

- I didn't mean any harm by it, I swear.

- You've already done harm by coming here.

Nobody was to know that my son's body was taken.

- I won't tell anyone, Mr. Joshua. Honest.

- Do you mean besides the person you've already told?

- I don't know what you mean -- - Stop lying to me!

I heard voices in here.

You were talking to someone.

- No, I wasn't.

- What are you planning to do

or were you planning to do, Stokes?

Add grave robbery to your public offenses?

- I swear there - there was no one else in here.

- You were talking to someone!

- I - I was talking to myself.

I was saying a prayer for Mr. Barnabas.

- Rubbish. You've never said a prayer in your life!

- Mr. Joshua, you've got to believe me.

I - I - I was alone in here.

If there had been anybody else in here,

the only way they could have got out

was the way you've come in. You would have seen them.

- Or they could be hiding in the secret room.

- There's no one in there. - How do you know?

Have you been in there? - No.

- Well, then, we'll soon see

whether or not anyone is in there.

- Mr. Joshua, there's no use to look in that - that room.

I've been here since the workmen left.

There's nothing in there but the coffin.

- Stokes, get your hands off there

or I'll beat you to within an inch your life!

Now, stand aside. No, over here.

Stay there until I come out.

[bat squeaking]

Do you know what that was?

- Aye.

It was a bat.

- How did it get in there?

- I don't know.

- I wonder what other surprises await us in here.

- You - you aren't going in there?

- No. There is no need to.

The room is empty except for the coffin.

You will close the door and come with me.

- Mr. Joshua?

Can I stay here for a little while?

- Stay what in heaven's name for?

- I told you, I come here to pay

my last respects to Mr. Barnabas.

- And you've done that.

There's no need to linger here.

- Mr. Barnabas meant a lot to me.

He always treated me kind.

The only way I can think of to show him my gratitude

is to stay here for a while

and offer up another prayer or two for him.

- Very well. Stay if you like.

- Thank you, Mr. Joshua.

- You will report to me first thing in the morning

since your services are no longer required

at the old house.

There will be new duties I will assign for you. - Yes, sir.

- And mind you, don't try running away again.

But if you do, I'll find you wherever you go

sooner or later.

- I promise I'll be there in the morning, sir.

[thunder rumbling]

[lid creaking open]

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Mr. Barnabas?

- Where are you going, Ben?

- I - I was going back to the mausoleum.

Where did you come from?

- In my new life,

I have been discovering that I have some strange

and remarkable powers.

- What kind of powers?

- You would find out soon enough.

Where have you been?

- I've been digging a grave in the woods.

- I see.

So, you discovered the body, did you?

- Aye.

For a spell here, I thought your father was going to find it.

- You didn't say anything to my father, did you?

- No, sir.

- Good.

It will be dawn soon.

We must go into the mausoleum.

- Mr. Barnabas, have you been hurt?

- No.

- There's blood on you.

What happened to you?

- To me, nothing,

but to some poor unfortunate villager.

You see, I learned something else

about my new existence tonight.

I learned that I cannot survive without blood.

- Without what?

- Without blood, Ben.

Without other people's blood!

- You mean - you --

- Yes.

You will begin to hear talk tomorrow about an attack

that took place in the village tonight.

They will probably think,

from the marks on the woman's throat,

that it was done by some wild animal,

but it wasn't.

I am the guilty one.

- But, why? Why?

- Because I have need for blood!

Don't you understand that?

- I'm trying to.

- When I awoke tonight

and saw Angelique with the stake pointed over my heart,

I should have let her go through with it.

I should have let her k*ll me.

- Mr. Barnabas, you mustn't talk like that!

- Ben, I would rather be dead

than have to go through eternity as what I am --

what I have become.

[thunder rumbling]

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[eerie music] ♪♪