A terrible secret has been uncovered at the Great Estate of Collinwood; A secret which must remain a secret except to those who wage a relentless battle to free the Collins family from the forces of evil that have plagued them for so long. An evil and vicious man has been unmasked, though he wears it still. For there are those who have seen through that mask, and must find a way to destroy him before he learns that his secret is a secret no longer.
Trevor Halliburton sits quietly at his desk. His fingers steepled before his
lips as he plots the move he will make next. The sound of the outer door
opening shakes him from the world of contemplation he was submersed in. A
knock is heard on the office door followed by the sound of Selena Parker's
voice. "Trevor? Are you here yet?" she said through the closed door.
Halliburton sat up straight in the chair and replied, "Yes. Come in Selena."
The door opened and Selena stepped inside smiling. "Good morning!" She said
in a jovial manner. "Trevor smiled back and said, "I'll never figure out how
you can be so bursting with enthusiasm so early in the morning. It is
refreshing to say the least." Selena's smile then turned into one of
curiosity as she said, "I've been meaning to ask you, Trevor. Where is Nick?
I haven't seen him here in days?" The look on Trevor's face then became one
like the child whose mother just walked in and caught him with his hand in
the cookie jar as his mouth dropped, aghast at the question he had just been
asked.
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Trevor Halliburton momentarily sat totally in horror for the space of about two full seconds. He then rose and assumed a more confident manner and said, "Oh that! I completely forgot to tell you he was subpoenaed back to Phoenix on a case that was supposed to be closed, but was suddenly reopened by the sitting Judge. I'm so sorry I forget to let you know about it." Selena paused a moment and then replied, "Oh that's alright. I can see where it could have slipped your mind. I was just curious, that's all." Trevor then decided it was best to change the subject quickly before he had to whip up any other lies on the fly. "So, how are things with you and Barnabas Collins?" Selena smiled slightly and said, "Ok, I suppose. He's had a lot on his mind lately after losing that beautiful house, and he wasn't feeling well either. He got ill returning home from the theatre the last time we were out. He did call me this morning. He wants me to come out to Collinwood to see something. He was very secretive about it. Some kind of surprise, He wouldn't say what." Trevor nodded with a puzzled expression as he pondered why Collins might be so secretive. He then said, "Tell you what, I'm going to be leaving the office at 2 O'clock today. I won't be back for a couple of days. Why don't you just close up early? You can get an early start on your preparations for the evening." Selena looked at him inquisitively and asked, "Sudden business trip?" Trevor sat back down behind the desk once again and said, "Oh no, nothing like that. I'm just going to be driving up the coast. I haven't taken any time off for a while; I have no cases going to docket in the next few days, so I thought I'd make the most of it." Selena thought for a moment and then replied, "I think I'll do just that! Well, I better get to work. Your first appointment will be here in about 20 minutes." She then turned and left the room leaving Trevor sitting at the desk again deep in thought.
Dr. Edward Bertrand sat across from Gerald Fenton at Windcliff Sanitarium. He watched Fenton with a keen eye as he spoke with him. "Now Gerald, You said you have a problem with gambling. The gambling problem left you in dire straits for money. Is that right?" Fenton nodded that this was indeed true and blankly said, "Yes. " Bertrand then probed a bit further and said, "So now you owe somebody a lot of money, and you have no way to pay it?" Fenton again nodded and said, "Yes. I owed $700 and the bookkeeper said I had one day to come up with what I owed or he would have to turn the matter over to collections." Bertrand, knowing full well what he meant by "collections" did not let him know he understood this street slang. This was the most Fenton had opened up since coming to the institution, and he wanted to evoke even more participation and said, "Well now Mr. Fenton, collection agencies aren't always such a bad thing. Very often they will set up finance plans to help you meet reachable goals." Fenton began nodding his head side to side and said, "You don't understand, Doctor. It's not that kind of collections. You don't pay these collectors the full amount when they come for it they start breaking things." Just the kind of opening up Bertrand was looking for. Fenton is now communicating in full sentences with some measure of coherency. So he probed further, "Well now, I hardly see how that makes very much sense Mr. Fenton. They come and break your personal belongings rather than confiscating them and selling them to get the money you owe them?" Fenton became wide eyed looking in disbelief at Bertrand that he could be so completely ignorant and said, "Body parts, Doctor. They come and break fingers, arms, legs." Bertrand then nodded acknowledgement and said, "Ahh, so I see why someone might become desperate in such an event. So, how did you resolve to appease these barbarians?" He felt a bit foolish since he understood the scenario so very well, and had to feign ignorance, but the ploy was achieving the desired goal. Fenton then said, "I managed the books at Collins Enterprises. Thousands of dollars passed through my hands daily and all I could do was look at it and think about how so little of it would solve all my troubles. So one night I decided to make an alteration in the reports that would make some of it just disappear." Bertrand found it difficult to restrain his excitement. He already had heard this story in fragments many times before, but now Fenton was beginning to sound completely rational for the first time. "So, you made it disappear into your own pocket?" Fenton nodded remembering the very relief he had felt when he first pulled off the embezzlement. Bertrand then said, "Then you used that money to pay the collectors?" Fenton then replied, "Yes. I paid them what I owed them and then went out to celebrate." Bertrand slowly nodded and said, "So you took more money than you actually needed to pay the debts, I take it?" Fenton replied, "I had $300 left over, so I went out and had some drinks." Bertrand stood up and walked over in front of a bookcase and said, "Surely you didn't drink $300 worth in a single evening?" Fenton's eyes dropped as he hesitated to reply to the last query. Bertrand's thoughts are heard audibly. "Ah yes. Emotional response! Regret! Shame! It's working!" He then walked over to the desk and placed his hands on it and bent over looking at Gerald Fenton and said, "Then you took the rest, placed a bet, and started the whole cycle all over again!" Fenton's hands covered his face. He looked out at Bertrand between spread fingers and could not speak. He simply began crying and dropped his face in shame into his hands. Bertrand turned away partly sorrowed that he had to bring Fenton to this point, but also overjoyed that a Turning point in the treatment had been achieved. (Sad music trails out.)
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Three knocks are heard on the front door at Collinwood. Barnabas stood in
the drawing room in front of the fireplace. He was jarred from his
daydreaming by the knocks and went to answer it. He opened the door to
reveal Selena standing there. "Surprise!" she said raising her hands and
smiling. "Selena, you're early. I didn't expect you for several more hours."
Selena replied, Trevor took a couple of days off and left early so I didn't
have anything better to do, so I thought I'd just come on out here. Don't
tell me I spoiled your surprise." Barnabas then nodded and said, "Oh no, do
come in Selena. Here. Let me take your wrap." Selena stood as Barnabas
lifted the wrap from around her shoulders and hung it in the entryway. He
then motioned toward the stairs. "Come. What I want you to see is upstairs."
He offered his arm and she slipped her own arm into his as the mounted the
stairs together.
The scene is the formerly abandoned East wing. The camera focuses on the
closed doors that lead to the old parallel time room. A door is heard
opening as Willie Loomis enters the hallway from another room in the
corridor. He is holding a very old antique table lamp in one hand while he
polishes it with the other. He looks up from his activity as another door
opens down the corridor. Barnabas and Selena approach. "Hey Barnabas, Miss
Pahkah. You gonna like what I done with this room." He said as he motioned
toward the double doors. Barnabas saw that Willie was proud of his
accomplishment and nodded saying, "Go ahead Willie." A big smile crossed
Willie's face as he threw open the double doors to reveal an immaculate
candlelit room fully furnished. Barnabas' mouth dropped in surprise as he
saw the painting Sam Evans had done of him above the mantle. He looked at
Willie as his mouth silently formed the word, "How?" Willie grinned and
said, "Ya remembah I got to the Old House ahead of ya afta the fyah? I saw
that the pictcha didn't bun, so I hid it away to suprize ya." Selena
wandered about the room in awe at Willie's accomplishment as Barnabas stood
completely moved by Willie's gesture. He choked back the urge to let a tear
come to his eye, but Willie saw the emotion in his eyes nonetheless. He then
said, "So fah, this is the only room I got done. Yah didn't tell me which
one you wanted fah ya bedroom, Barnabas." Barnabas stood still choked up
with emotion and managed to say, "I have yet to decide Willie. You've done a
remarkable job with this room though." Selena ran her hand up and down the
linen drapes and said, "These are very old. How did you manage to get them
so clean? Willie gave a nervous grin and said, I can't take no credit fah
that. I took 'em inta Collinsport an the cleanahs fixed 'em up real nice.
Hey Barnabas, Just wait til Julia sees this room. She'll be shuah that
parallel time thing is back." Barnabas then turned to Willie and said, "I
think you have done enough for one day Willie. This far surpasses anything I
expected. Why don't you take the rest of the evening off. You deserve it."
Willie slipped his hands into his back pockets and smiled. "So ya like it,
huh Barnabas?" Barnabas slowly nodded and said, "Indeed. I like it very
much, Willie." Willie smiled, then nervously shuffled a moment and then
said, "I'll leave you two to talk. See ya tonight Barnabas." Barnabas nodded
and said, "Thank you Willie." Willie then left the room closing the doors
behind him.
Dr. Bertrand resumed his seat behind the desk and then spoke. "Now Gerald, let's talk about how you were found out. When did you discover that the company was on to you?" Gerald Fenton seemed to experience a bit of difficulty at this point in recalling the events. He looked confused and placed two fingers below his lower lip as he tried to remember. Then an expression of sudden recall crossed his face and he said. "I had taken some more money and paid the bookie, and was at The Blue Whale having a drink when Roger Collins came in and asked the bartender if I had a tab going. The bartender told him I didn't and then he turned to look at me. I had never had any negative dealings with him, and I couldn't understand why he looked so angry at me, and then he yelled out loud enough for the whole room to hear that he wanted my keys to the cannery and that he knew I had been taking money and fired me right there in front of everybody. I had no idea anybody suspected a thing. When he said he knew what I had been doing, I had a real strange feeling." Bertrand cupped his chin in his hand in curiosity and said, "Can you describe that feeling?" Fenton struggled a moment as he tried to bring back the experience. Then he slowly began to remember and said, "It was... It was like, I was scared to death about what he do. Would he go to the police and have me arrested, but at the same time like a heavy weight was lifted. That I didn't have to hide what I was doing anymore. Then he told me no charges would be pressed if I got out of town." The doctor leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs in masculine style and interlocked his fingers and said, "But you didn't leave town, did you?" Fenton then replied slowly as if again having difficulty recalling again. He said, "No. I mean, I meant to. But... "He struggled, but nothing further would come. He looked extremely frustrated that he could not remember anything else. Dr. Bertrand then stood up and said, "It's alright, Gerald. You made remarkable progress. We will let you have some time to rest, and we'll resume at another time. Don't let it trouble you too much. It will come to you if you don't labor too hard on it. If you struggle with it, it will most likely elude you. Just get some rest and we'll talk tomorrow." Fenton sighed and stood. "But it was so close!" He shook his head in confusion a moment then turned went to door where an orderly waited outside. The door closed and Bertrand picked up the phone and dialed. After a moment, he spoke. "Dr. Julia Hoffman, please." Another brief pause while he waits for her to be called to the phone. "Dr. Hoffman. Dr. Bertrand here. I thought you should know that Gerald Fenton is beginning to come around. I expect he should have total recall very shortly. Yes. I certainly will. Thank you, Doctor. I'll expect you in a few days. Good bye. Bertrand hung up the phone and contemplated the events of the session that had just concluded. (Music out)
"Your new living arrangements seem to suit you, Barnabas. I think it's
marvelous that Mrs. Stoddard let you open up this section of the house."
Selena remarked. Barnabas pensively nodded agreement that he was somewhat
pleased at the arrangement. She then added, "Oh I know it can never replace
what you lost, but it's really a great alternative. I know I like it."
Barnabas nodded quietly. "You seem preoccupied. Is anything wrong,
Barnabas?" she asked. Barnabas sat with his fingers steepled before his
chin and said, "No, I apologize if I've made you feel unwelcome. I was just
thinking about that man who burned in the fire. The police still haven't
been able to identify him." Selena's eyes dropped as she said, "That reminds
me, I was remembering that ring they found, and how much it looked like Mr.
Bentine's ring. I was going to ask him where he bought it, but Trevor said
he had to go out of town for a few days." Barnabas' face registered a look
of confirmation as he realized that of course an explanation would have had
to be conjured by Judah to explain Nicholas' absence. Barnabas struggled
with his emotions and his thoughts wrestled with his soul to be expressed to
Selena. "If only I could tell her. No, I can't take the risk that he doesn't
have access to her thoughts. I know she is willing helping him. I must find
a way to protect her from Judah, but how? How can I get her out of harm's
way? There must be a way! There must!" Selena's voice interrupted his
thoughts as a gasp came from her lips. Barnabas rose and walked over to her
and said, what is it Selena?" Her eyes were wide in disbelief. She then
said, "It must have been my imagination; I could have sworn I saw someone
standing at the other end of that corridor!" Barnabas looked out the doors
and down the hall to the door leading to the main part of the house. Seeing
no one there, he took her elbows in his arms and said, "Well, there's no one
there now. Perhaps you're tired." Selena thought a moment, and said, "Maybe,
but I was sure I saw a robed, hooded figure at the end of that hall!"
Barnabas eyes grew wide at this second mention of a figure robed in white
with a hood.
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Barnabas Collins.
JONATHAN FRID
Willie Loomis.
JOHN KARLEN
Selena Parker.
KATE JACKSON
Gerald Fenton.
MICHAEL STROKA
Trevor Halliburton/Judah Zachary KEITH PRENTICE
Dr. Bertrand.
JERED MICKEY
Written and Directed by RUSS WILLIAMS
Story Developed and Created by ART WALLACE
Produced By PETER MINER
Associate Producer GEORGE DiCENZO
Fashions courtesy of ORBACH'S
Music composed by ROBERT COBERT
Scenic Design SY TOMASHOFF
Music Supervisor SYBIL WEINBERGER
Costume Design MOSTOLLER
Make up VINCENT LOSCALZO
Associate Producer KEN McEWEN
Assistant to the producer HARRIET ROHR
Unit Manager PATRICK PLEVEN
Technical Director J.J. LUPATKIN
Lighting Director MEL HANDELSMAN
Audio FRANK BAILEY HENRY PLIMACK
Sound Effects ED BLAINEY
Video RUDY PICCIRILLO ROSS SKIPPER
Series created by DAN CURTIS Executive Producer