The evils men commit cast a long shadow after them. The evils of one man have cast very frightening shadows over numerous generations of the Collins family. Now that shadow has substance as the spirit of Judah Zachary has transcended time and space and has taken possession of a lawyer in the nearby town of Collinsport. He is driven by an insatiable desire to destroy innocent lives to bring fulfillment to a centuries long curse.
Trevor Halliburton entered the front door of the office and Nicholas came
out of his office and motioned quickly for him to come inside. Halliburton
followed him inside and Nicholas turned with wide eyes and said, "I was
almost discovered! A lawyer named Tony Peterson whom I've had prior dealing
with came into this office unannounced today and saw me. Fortunately, I had
the foresight to hypnotize him 3 years ago, so he doesn't remember who I am,
but he did know he had seen me before." Trevor looked back at him with the
cold steel eyes of Judah Zachary and scowled, "Do not trouble me with your
unfinished affairs. I am not responsible for your carelessness in leaving a
mess behind. What did he want?" "He says the judge in the Collins/ Fenton
case needs your signature showing the case is being set aside. Then it has
to be delivered back to his chambers by morning." Nicholas replied.
Halliburton looked out the office window and said, "Well, I had quite a
productive day, Blair. I have made one of the most incredible discoveries. I
now know yet another way to bring about my plans. One I should have realized
long ago.
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Nicholas Blair watched with extreme interest, waiting to hear what Judah had
to say. "So the phoenix was here in this time! By my count she should not
have appeared in this generation until the end of this century! How did she
manage to arrive here prematurely? She can only appear once every one
hundred years! That is the curse I imposed." Judah paced around the room
disquieted by this development. Nicholas was now intensely curious. "I
remember some conversations with Roger Collins about his wife, Laura, I
believe it was. He said she died in flames on the Collins estate attempting
to take young David Collins with her. The intervention of a young governess
that used to be employed by the family prevented her from succeeding. You
were responsible for her being what she was?" Nicholas asked with extreme
interest. Judah faced the door as he responded, "Yes, I was responsible, but
I do not wish to go into it right now. I must find out why she came here
before the time. I have read through some of their histories and discovered
she returned to marry one Jeremiah Collins, then to an Edward Collins on
schedule. She had no children with Jeremiah Collins. The histories do not
say why. Edward Collins had one son who fathered the present members of the
family. I should have won then too, but for the infernal meddling of
Barnabas Collins and his strange ability to travel through time.
Was this man born to undo everything I am trying to accomplish?" Nicholas
face gained a snarl of his own as he replied, "He has meddled in both of the
things I have tried to do here as well. I shall take great delight when he
is brought down. We both have Angelique to thank for his interference. If
she has just killed the man in 1796 instead of granting him a supernatural
existence, he wouldn't have been around to meddle in either of our affairs"
Judah turned to look at Nicholas square in the face. He then confidently
proclaimed, "Barnabas Collins will soon know what it means to oppose Judah
Zachary! Yes! Barnabas Collins will rue the day he born when I am finished
with him!"
Elizabeth Stoddard entered the hospital room where Roger Collins laid
recuperating. Roger turned his head to see who had entered. Weakly he said,
"Hello Liz." She walked to the bedside and placed a hand on his. "The
doctors say you are doing much better. You may even get to come home by the
end of the week" she said smiling. Roger dropped his eyes and said, "Oh yes,
released as an invalid. They say I'll have to use a wheelchair for the rest
of my life. I'd rather not live than to have to live that way. Fenton should
have killed me and gotten it over with." Liz frowned and replied, "Now
Roger, you mustn't talk that way. David needs you so very much right now."
Roger then muttered, "A lot of good I can do for him now! Look at me Liz.
How can someone helpless be of any value to the boy?" Elizabeth Stoddard
looked at him with scolding. "You can show him how a man deals with and
overcomes tragedy. You're not the first Collins to have been handicapped,
and they all lived out normal lives. You son needs to see your strength and
how to cope with the hardships that come in life. You needn't feel sorry for
yourself, that helps no one, including yourself." She said as he looked
toward the window. Roger then turned back to her and said, "What about
Fenton. Did they apprehend him?" "Yes, Joe Haskell tackled him at the Blue
Whale and held him till the police arrived. He said Fenton looked like he
was totally out of his mind. Even after the gun was empty he kept trying to
fire it over and over again. Then he just sat there wild eyed and laughing
until the police took him away. Even his own attorney says he's a madman and
dropped the lawsuit, so at least you don't have to worry about that any
longer." Roger paused for a moment, and then said, "If we had just had him
arrested in the first place, none of this would be happening. Why didn't I
just call the police and have him arrested instead of giving him a chance.
This is the thanks I get for giving him an opportunity to leave and start
life new somewhere. Well, he will get a chance to start life new now. He'll
start a new life behind bars, where I should have put him to begin with.
Then I would be walking like a normal man. So much for trying to do good
deeds"
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Trevor Halliburton stood at the front door of The Old House knocking. After a moment of waiting, the door opened and Barnabas stood in the doorway. "Good Afternoon, Mr. Halliburton. Do come in." he said as he motioned Halliburton inside. Trevor stood looking at the grand old house and finally turned to Barnabas. "Ah yes, a beautiful home you have here, Mr. Collins! Pre Victorian isn't it?" Barnabas nodded agreement and waited for a further explanation for Halliburton's visit. Trevor then spoke again, "Now I see why you were so fascinated with the paintings in my waiting room. They certainly would fit well with the décor here. That's actually why I'm here Mr. Collins. I have been planning to have the offices redecorated for some time now. I saw how intrigued you were with the paintings, and since they will all be replaced, I'd be willing to sell you those paintings at a fair price. That is, if you're interested, otherwise I'll end up most likely donating them to a museum. "Barnabas stood remembering the paintings and how they had indeed caught his eye and replied, "What would you consider to be a fair price, Mr. Halliburton?" Trevor thought for a moment and then said, "Well, they are genuine Monet paintings from the 1846 time period. They don't date back quite as far as the rest of your décor, but still a worthwhile investment for any collector. I'd be willing to sell them both for $2500. I am taking a loss, but I'm not that serious a collector and they would be more suitable to a place such as this, than a lawyer's office. I don't need your answer right away if you need time to think about it. I'll just leave you my card, and if you decide you want them, just give me a call." He hands Barnabas a business card from his breast pocket then looks around the room further. "Absolutely magnificent! I'll bet it is a real joy for you to live here. It's almost like taking a trip back in time. You've preserved the spirit of the era remarkably!" Barnabas placed the card in his pocket and replied, "Thank you. My man Willie Loomis has done much of the restoration. The place sat vacant for many years." Trevor then turned to Barnabas with hand extended and said, "Well I really must be going. Just let me know what you decide about the paintings. I'll be in touch." Barnabas showed him to the door and said, "Thank you for keeping me in mind Mr. Halliburton. I will let you know in a day or two." Halliburton departed and Barnabas closed the door. He then stood considering all that just occurred.
Elizabeth Stoddard came through the front door of Collinwood just as Mrs.
Johnson was carrying a box down the stairs. "Oh, hello Mrs. Stoddard,. I'm
moving Mr. Collins room downstairs just like you said. I only have a few
more things to bring down. I hope he likes it down here." She said as she
reached the bottom of the stairs. "Thank you, Mrs. Johnson. I'm sure it will
be fine. Where's David?" Liz said with a look of concern. "Why he's
upstairs with Hallie and Maggie Evans doing their school work. Is everything
alright?" she asked in her usual manner when she was concerned all was not
well. Liz paused for a moment, and then said, "I certainly hope so. Roger is
quite depressed about his not being able to walk. I certainly hope his
outlook will improve once he's home." Mrs. Johnson, in her busybody fashion
then said, "Well I sure hope that awful Gerald Fenton gets exactly what he
deserves. It's just an awful thing he has done to Mr. Collins." Elizabeth's
eyes dropped momentarily as she replied, "I'm sure he will, Mrs. Johnson."
In her feisty manner, Mrs. Johnson then proceeded to the doorway under the
landing with the box she was holding. Liz proceeded on up the stairs to the
second floor.
David Collins sat at his desk in the bedroom lazily fidgeting with a pencil
as he half looked at his assignment before him. A knock came on his door.
Without looking up he lackadaisically said, "Come in." Liz Stoddard opened
the door and saw David as he had been before she knocked, in a disinterested
manner looking emptily at his work. She walked inside and said, "David?" His
attitude did not change as he continued to amble over the schoolwork as he
said, "Hi Aunt Elizabeth." Liz came closer to the desk and said, "I saw your
father today. He's doing much better." David had no reply, but continued as
he had before her arrival. Liz placed a hand on his shoulder and said,
"David, I know things are difficult for you right now. It's hard on all of
us, I realize how hopeless you must feel, but everything is going to be
fine." David shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm very tired, Aunt
Elizabeth, I'm going to lie down for a while." Liz, realizing she could say
nothing to change his disposition said, "Alright David. You know you can
come to me when you feel like talking." David rose from the chair and laid
face down on his bed. Elizabeth looked at him one last time, then left
closing the door behind her.
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Barnabas Collins sat in his favorite chair in the drawing room of The Old House in his familiar pose when he was in deep thought. "Where is Judah Zachary right now? He is among us! But where is he? What happened to Roger had to be his doing! He must have been involved. So many unanswered questions! Is he at Collinwood this moment? Who does he possess? Stokes ruled out Quentin. Liz, No. Carolyn? There must be some way we can discover who…" his thoughts were interrupted by the front door opening. He looked up from his pondering pose to see Julia Hoffman enter the drawing room. "Good afternoon, Julia." He said remaining seated in his chair. "Barnabas, there's something I need to tell you." She said as she laid her purse on the table by the door. Barnabas rose from the chair looking at her with the expectant look she had seen so often. "Gerald Fenton has been ruled incompetent to stand trial. They're sending him to Windcliff. That may be our best chance to learn anything we can from him. I'm sure he didn't act alone when he tried to kill Roger. I'm certain that Judah Zachary was involved somehow." Barnabas expression did not change, he simply replied, "I've concluded the same thing, Julia." Julia was on the verge of excitement as she said, "Don't you see it, Barnabas? It simply couldn't have worked out better. At Windcliff, I will have complete control to explore and probe Gerald Fenton's psyche. I would never have had that opportunity from a jail cell." Barnabas seemed unconvinced and replied, "And you really think he can lead us to the truth?" Julia replied, "Well I can't be completely sure, but it's an avenue we simply must explore. We cannot let this opportunity slip away from us!" Barnabas reluctantly nodded and said, "Yes, I suppose you're right. If Gerald Fenton can give us some clue to Judah Zachary's whereabouts, we must find out exactly what he knows!"
Elizabeth Stoddard…
JOAN BENNETT
Barnabas Collins…
JONATHAN FRID
Roger Collins…
LOUIS EDMONDS
Julia Hoffman…
GRAYSON HALL
Mrs. Johnson…
CLARICE BLACKBURN
Nicholas Blair…
HUMBERT ALLEN ASTREDO
Judah Zachary/ Trevor Halliburton KEITH PRENTICE
David Collins…
DAVID HENESY
Written By RUSS WILLIAMS
Directed By RUSS WILLIAMS
Story Developed and Created by ART WALLACE
Fashions courtesy of ORBACH'S
Music composed by ROBERT COBERT
Series created by DAN CURTIS Executive Producer