625 - November 14, 1968

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- Happy is the bride the sun shines on,

and this day on the great estate of Collinwood

should be a happy one indeed.

But as the guests assemble to celebrate a marriage,

there are certain signs of dark clouds nearing the sun.

For a book mysteriously has appeared;

a book which Victoria Winters carried with her

into another century; a book which she left there.

On the terrace the groom waits, nervously,

to go in and take his marriage vows, while one woman secretly

watches, determined to stop him before that time comes.

- Get out of here.

- I have a message for you.

- I don't want to hear it.

- If you really loved Victoria Winters, you would.

- Look, will you leave me alone?

It's my wedding day.

- No.

Especially on your wedding day, Peter.

- That's not my name.

- Peter Bradford.

- Don't call me that.

- That's who you are, and you died on the gallows,

years ago.

- Will you--

- I have proof.

Proof that you are Peter Bradford.

Read it.

It's a letter.

A letter you wrote to me when I was known as Danielle Roget.

You were in a prison.

Do you want me to follow you?

I'll read it.

All you have to do is listen.

- Look, if I let you read it, will you

go away and leave me alone for the rest of my life?

- If you want me to.

- All right, then read it.

- "Dear Danielle, The guard will give you this.

I am not going to escape with you tonight.

Sitting here now, I can hear the men testing the gallows,

but I am not afraid.

I was the last time I heard them.

Vicky, the woman I loved, was waiting--"

- You wrote that.

- Look at the handwriting.

Yours!

- "Vicky, the woman I loved, was waiting, as I wait now.

She's gone on.

Perhaps, this is my way of showing her.

I must take that chance.

I love her that much.

Peter"

- The guests are waiting, Peter.

For your wedding.

A dead man's wedding.

[ominous music]

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- Peter, I survived death, too.

I know how you feel, how lost and how hopeless you feel.

Learn from me.

We cannot live as others do.

- Will you get out of here?

- We will always be different.

- You told me that you'd leave me alone, now leave me alone!

- You still want me to?

- Yes, yes.

- You will change.

You will have to change.

In a moment, you will want more proof.

I know that you will not believe this...

But you know where to find it.

If you have risen from your grave.

- Clark?

- Please.

Please go.

- Clark, where are you?

Oh, here you are.

Well, it's time to go inside.

I'm about ready to bring Vicky down now.

I've seen nervous grooms before but--

What's wrong?

Jeff, the guests are waiting.

The ceremony is about to begin.

- I can't.

- What?

- Get Vicky.

- But she's dressed.

She's in her room waiting for me.

Jeff, for heaven sakes, get yourself under control.

- I have to see her.

I have to see her now.

- It's so beautiful.

- Naomi Collins imported it from France for her wedding

to Joshua.

- I hope nothing will happen to it.

- Nothing will.

It will bring you good luck.

Mrs. Stoddard, thank you.

- I want you to wear it.

- Not just for the veil, but for the wedding.

Everything. - Now...

- When I think of how I felt that day on the train, when

I was first coming here, when I didn't know you

or Roger or anyone, and I wondered if you would like me,

a stranger. - You were never that.

- I've always thought of myself as that,

ever since I can remember.

Only now, sometimes I think I dreamt it all.

Sometimes I even have the feeling

that I actually grew up here.

- I think that, too.

I almost can't remember when you weren't here.

Oh yes, I can.

I remember David.

He was so much more difficult then he is now.

You've made an enormous change in him, Vicky.

We're all going to miss you very much.

- Don't think that.

Now that I've found you all, I'm not going to disappear.

Collinwood will always mean home to me.

[knocking on door]

- That's probably Roger.

It must be time to go down.

Come in.

- I'm ready.

- Vicky.

- Aren't you going to tell her how beautiful she looks?

- Oh, yes.

Yes, you are.

- Did you bring up her flowers?

- No.

Jeff wants to see you.

- Before the ceremony? - Yes.

- But that's impossible!

- Where is he?

- He's on the terrace.

- I'll go and talk to him.

I'm sure it's nothing.

He probably doesn't know it's bad luck to see the bride

before the wedding. - No.

If he wants to see me, I must go to him.

- Darling-- - I must.

- But what if it's nothing at all?

- No.

No, it is.

I know that.

- Vicky.

Vicky.

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- Roger, what happened?

- I don't know.

- Well, you must know, you were with him.

Has something happened that will hurt Vicky?

- I tell you, I don't know.

- What can happen?

She loves him, he loves her.

What can change that?

- Now, you mustn't allow yourself to get all worked up.

- I cannot be as calm and emotional about everything

as you are.

- I am neither calm nor unemotional.

If I seem to be then it's just-- - I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to attack you.

It's just that I prayed for once everything would be well.

- Well, perhaps it will be.

- You don't believe that.

I can tell.

Liz, whatever happens, you mustn't allow it to affect you.

- You do know more than you're saying.

- I tell you I don't, I swear it.

I'm just basing this on the way Jeff

acted when he asked me to get Vicky,

by the expression on his face, that's all.

- And that's all that is necessary.

Is that it?

- Oh, please, Liz, don't start worrying until you

have something to worry about.

You've been feeling so much better lately.

You mustn't allow yourself to be upset.

Vicky may need you more now than ever before.

- Jeff.

Jeff.

- You look so beautiful.

I really love you.

- I was so afraid you didn't.

I was so afraid you'd changed your mind.

- No, I haven't.

I haven't at all.

But but we have to postpone the wedding.

There's something I have to find out and then I'll know.

- You'll know what?

I don't understand.

You, you never let me understand.

- Recognize the handwriting?

- It's yours.

"Danielle."

Who's Danielle?

- Look at the date, Vicky.

.

- Jeff...

- If this is true, then I lived in .

- Tell me where you found this.

- Vicky, if I'm Peter Bradford, I can't marry you.

- Tell me about this letter.

Did you get it today?

Who did it come from?

Jeff, please tell me!

- A woman.

- What woman? - Her name is Eve.

She said that she knew me in the past.

- Who is she?

I don't know anything more about her.

- Jeff, be honest with me.

- Vicky, good God, let's not argue about it now.

- You're right, but, Jeff, tell me about her.

Look, I can't-- I just--

I don't understand myself.

I don't understand anything.

- Jeff, who is this woman?

What does she want?

You?

Did you love her in the past?

- Look, I don't remember!

I just don't remember!

Do you love her now?

- Of course, I don't.

- Then why are you letting her ruin our lives?

- Look, if I lived then...

What am I now?

- You're real.

You're as real as I am.

- Am I?

- Where are you going?

- To the old cemetery.

- Why?

- Because there's something...

Something I have to know.

- Tell me, Jeff.

Please don't let this woman do this to us.

- Do you think I want to?

Do you think there's anything that

can keep me from wanting to marry you right now?

- Whatever the truth is, I don't care.

- You will.

You will, Vicky, later. - Jeff.

Jeff!

- I don't know what to do.

- Nothing.

- But the guests are waiting.

Vicky's been gone almost a half an hour.

- Roger, there isn't anything you can do.

- The ceremony should be over by now.

- Don't worry so.

There's nothing either of us can do until she gets back.

- At least I can speak to the minister.

- No. Don't.

Don't leave me.

I'm sorry but I don't want to be alone.

Nothing ever works out for any of us, does it?

- Oh, now, Liz. - It doesn't.

I want Vicky to be happy.

- Well, perhaps she will.

Perhaps they will have solved whatever problems there were.

- Well, then why hasn't she come back?

- Oh, Liz, I don't know.

- She needs me.

- Now, Liz.

- She does.

- She would have come back if she did.

- It's almost as if I can see it.

She's on the terrace, alone, not knowing what to do.

- We'd just rush down there and interrupt their talking.

Leave them alone.

Liz!

- "Peter Bradford.

Born .

Died ."

If I open this grave, what will I find?

The bones of Peter Bradford?

Then I'll know I'm not Peter Bradford.

But if the coffin is empty...

It's better not knowing.

It's better to go back and take Vicky away, away

from this town, and never know. Never.

No.

No, I must find out.

I must.

- Vicky.

- He's gone.

- Oh, darling.

- No, he went to do something which he felt he must.

I suppose that I could have stopped him,

if I wanted to spend the rest of my life knowing that I had.

- Oh, Vicky. - No.

No.

I chose Jeff.

And so I must accept what he does.

He'll be back.

There'll be no wedding today, I know that.

Could you make some explanation?

I--I don't know what to say.

- I'll think of something.

Don't worry about it, Vicky.

- Thank you.

Mrs. Stoddard, I'm so sorry.

When I think of all you've done.

All the planning, the wedding, the reception--

- You mustn't even think of it.

- But I do.

I should've known.

I should have known when I got that book wrapped as a present.

- You mean...

the Collins family history?

- Yes.

I should have known then that something or someone would

try and stop us. - Someone?

Who, Vicky, who?

The past does follows us, doesn't it?

No matter how independent we think we are, it follows us.

- If you could only cry.

- I did that.

I cried when he left.

It's no use to have tears now.

There's nothing to do but wait.

[thunder]

- Clark.

- Mr. Collins, leave me alone.

- What are you doing?

- I'm out here to answer a question: is Jeff Clark really

Peter Bradford?

Look, leave me alone.

You don't care what the answer is.

- Don't open that.

- Why?

You know what I'll find?

I don't.

- I should call the police. - Why?

Is there a law against opening your own coffin?

- You've gone mad.

- Oh, I wish I were.

Boy, I wish I were.

It wouldn't be so bad then, would it?

You really think you come from the past, don't you?

- I don't know, but I'm going to find out.

- Be sensible!

What will this prove?

What?

Whether or not Peter Bradford is dead.

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[loud thunder]

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