Dawn will soon break over the great estate of Collinwood. Most of the inhabitants of the great house sleep, unaware of the impending dangers that lie in wait for them. For Judah Zachary, the ancient enemy of the Collins family has possessed one who now resides within the walls. He waits to bring his long sought vengeance on the descendants of a man who sentenced him to be beheaded in the town square of Collinsport nearly 300 years before. In a long closed, but recently opened wing of the house, there are those who would end his reign of terror. They seek to reach the latest of the evil warlock's victims...
Professor Stokes, Barnabas Collins, Julia Hoffman, and Selena Parker sit around a candlelit table, their hands palms down, and fingers touching. Professor Stokes looks up toward the ceiling and declares, "Spirit of Gerald Fenton! We call to you from the world you once knew. We need you, Gerald Fenton. Can you hear us, Gerald Fenton? Come to us! Come!" All look slowly about the room. "Give us a sign, Gerald Fenton! Give us a sign that you hear us!" He hailed once more. Selena moaned slightly and her head rolled around. Her eyes are closed as she enters a trance. Stokes, Julia, and Barnabas look at each other, and then at Selena, puzzled that the spirit should choose her to speak through. Stokes then looked at Selena and said, "Are you here, Gerald Fenton? Have you chosen one of us to carry your voice? Speak to us!" Selena's mouth opened. "Gerald Fenton can be of no help to you. He cannot help you!" The other three look at each other with shock, awe, and confusion as three dramatic notes sound
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(Musical notes chime in and fade) Professor Stokes looks again at Selena and says, "You are not Gerald Fenton?" Selena moaned and the voice spoke through her, "No! I am not!" "Who are you? Tell us your name!" Yet another moan comes from Selena, and then she says," My name is not important. I watch over you. You already know as much as Gerald Fenton could tell you." Barnabas, looking confused called out, "You must tell us who you are!" Selena then uttered the spirit's words, "It is safer for you, that you do not know who I am. Look for a friend! A friend who will help you! I can tell you no more. Help will arrive from a source you will not expect. I am with you; I will always be with you." Selena moaned loudly and collapsed on the table. Stokes hurriedly turned on a nearby lamp as Julia rushed to Selena's side. Barnabas stood by with a concerned look on his face. "She will be fine, Barnabas. She is simply in a momentary shock from the trance. She should come around any moment now. Professor Stokes stood by stroking his lower lip with his forefinger. "We already know as much as Gerald Fenton could tell us. I assume from what the spirit said that she meant that anything else would only be what Judah did to him personally. We can surmise for ourselves the rest." He said curiously. Julia looked at the Professor and said, "So you think the spirit was a woman?" Stokes looked back at Julia and replied, "Most likely so. A spirit usually prefers to communicate through one of its own gender in matters such as this." Barnabas then asked, "Who could she be? Why does she think our knowing her identity would bring harm? Why?" Stokes took a few steps pondering his reply, then said, "That very well may be a question only she can answer, and also for reasons known only to her, she felt no need to answer." Selena moaned as she awoke from the momentary slumber she had succumbed to and looked around puzzled. "What happened? One minute we were waiting for a sign and then the next moment I find out I fell asleep." Stokes looked at her with a slight warm smile and replied, "You didn't fall asleep, my dear. Our spirit friend chose you as the medium to communicate with us. You slipped into a trance." Her mouth dropped open in awe and curiosity. "Did he say anything? Do you know any more?" she asked. Julia took her by the arm and said, "Unfortunately, no. It wasn't Gerald Fenton that responded. We don't know who the spirit was that responded." Selena looked confused and looked back and forth at each of the others hoping for a plausible explanation. Stokes then said, "The spirit told us we already have all the information Gerald Fenton could have provided. She referred to herself as a friend." Barnabas then said, "So we really know nothing more than we did before." Stokes turned to face him and replied, "Ah but we do. We know that we are not missing any vital information as a result of Gerald Fenton's death. We know that we are proceeding exactly as we should, or the spirit would most likely have pointed us in a different course of action. We also know that from somewhere, someone else is coming to help us. Yes, we know quite a bit more than we did." Camera pans the questioning expressions of all four. (Music rises and fades.)
Morning comes to Collinwood. The front door opens to Collinwood and Quentin, carrying a briefcase enters. He pauses to hang up his coat, then picks up the briefcase and continues into the drawing room, placing it on the small desk table. He turns and pours himself a stiff drink. Maggie enters carrying a flower arrangement and places it on the coffee table. She looks at it for a second then turns spotting Quentin. A bright smile overtakes her face as she runs to him and embraces him. Quentin smiles at her and says, "Well if it means this kind of welcome, maybe I should go away more often." She looks at him and asks, "So how was your trip?" Pouring another drink, he replied, "Rather uneventful, I'm sorry to say. It seems everybody has already heard of Collins Enterprises and they're either already in a business arrangement with us, or want nothing to do with us. The hardest part is getting used to airplane travel though. I feel a lot more at ease with both feet planted firmly on the ground." Maggie's head tilts to one side as she replies, "You sound as if you just stepped out of another century!" Quentin looked away briefly, not wanting her to see the nervous look on his face that he almost made a fatal slip. He then turned again to her and said, "I only meant that all my life, I've always used trains or busses to get where I wanted to go. If we were meant to fly, we would have been equipped with wings. So, tell me, I guess everything around here has been just as dry and uninteresting as usual?" Her eyes brightened and she said, "Oh that's right, you haven't heard!" He gulped the last sip of the drink and put down the glass turning to her and asked, "Oh so something besides the leaves falling and the wind blowing happened in my absence?" She looked at him and said, "Quentin! Carolyn was married to that young attorney; Trevor Halliburton!" Quentin froze stock still with a horrified look on his face. Maggie saw the upset look in his eyes and said, "What's the matter, Quentin?" He is jarred from his shock by her questioning and places a hand on each of her shoulders and looks into her eyes and quickly says, "I can't explain it to you right now, Maggie. If you'll excuse me, there's something I need to do right away." Not waiting, he turned and half ran up the foyer stairs as she, in confusion called out, "Quentin...?" (Three dramatic notes sound)
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Barnabas and Julia sit on opposite sides of the round table pouring through some badly scorched books. Julia looks up for a moment and says, "It's a good thing Willie decided to see if there was anything else salvageable from the Old House. You're convinced we're going to find something in these books that can help us, aren't you?" Barnabas then looked up from his own reading and replied, "Convinced?" his eyes lower for a moment, then he continues, "No, but I am hoping we can find something we've overlooked. With our having to remain unsuspicious, it seems to be the only thing we can do that won't attract Judah's attention." The double doors then burst open and Quentin rushed in looking stunned at both of them and said, "Are you aware of what's taken place here in my absence?" Julia's eyes lowered and Barnabas rose to his feet and approached Quentin and quietly replied, "Yes, Quentin. We are well aware of it." Incredulously he looks back and forth at both of them and says, "You know who that man is! How could you let that happen?" Julia now stood and approached him saying, "She eloped, Quentin. None of knew what happened until last night. The two of them returned from a trip and the announcement was made downstairs. It was too late." Quentin then looked at both of them and asked, "Well we can't let her stay married to that... warlock!" Barnabas in his quiet manner then said, "Please, Quentin. Sit down. There is much we need to discuss." Still looking as if they had both gone mad or totally complacent, he looked at both of them as if they had a communicable disease and said, "The greatest enemy Collinwood has ever known has just waltzed right in and we're supposed to just sit around and let him have free reign to do whatever he wants?" Barnabas quietly repeated, "Please Quentin." Looking as if he couldn't believe what he was doing, he sat down at the table. Barnabas continued, "Quentin, we both share your concern. If you remember, in the basement of the Old House we went over how we must not allow Judah to know we are aware of his actions. I too wish too to confront Judah with what we know. But to do so at this time jeopardizes everything we have worked for. If he leaves Halliburton, and inhabits another, it could be months before uncover his next victim." Quentin stands and with both hands planted on the table glares at Barnabas and says, "Victim? You think of the lawyer as a victim?" Julia now sits across from him and says, "Yes Quentin. Trevor Halliburton is as much a victim as any of us. The original Quentin Collins had a friend named Gerard Stiles. Judah saw that friendship as the best way to betray your ancestor, so he forcibly possessed Gerard. Gerard was helpless to do anything against Judah Zachary. When Gerard was shot, the head of Judah Zachary decomposed and the possession was broken." Barnabas then added, "I was there, Quentin. I saw the look on Gerard Stiles face. He was forced to do things against his friend that he would never have done if Judah had not claimed his body. But it was too late. Gerard was mortally wounded and died a few moments later." Quentin then stood up and aimlessly walked about and said, "I can't just sit around and watch for what awful thing he's going to do next! There has to be something we can do!" Barnabas replied, "Julia and I are doing the only thing that can be done. Looking for any and all clues to Judah's past. To find a weakness we can exploit." Julia then asked, "You returned from your trip early, didn't you, Quentin." Quentin's face took on a completely different expression. One of slight panic as he said, "There will be a full moon tonight. I said I was ill so I could get back here. You must lock me in the mausoleum tonight. I couldn't stand to find out in the morning that somebody was dead. Mangled. Killed by that thing!" Julia opened an almanac and then looked at Barnabas. "He's right, Barnabas. There will be a full moon tonight!" Quentin then looked at Barnabas and asked, "You will see that I get locked away so I can't harm anyone?" Barnabas looked at him with compassion and said, "Of course I will, Quentin." Now softened up a little, he said, "I'm sorry I barged in here like that. I should have known you were doing all you could. If you'll excuse me, I left Maggie downstairs rather abruptly after she told me what happened. I think I better think of something to explain why I acted like I did. I'll meet you at the mausoleum before sundown." Barnabas then quietly said, "Goodbye Quentin." Turning toward the doors, Quentin leaves the room and closes the doors behind him. Barnabas looked piteously at the closed doors and said, "We must find a way to help him, Julia. I understand too well the agony he's going through." Julia looked at him sympathetically, knowing he indeed understood the agony of knowing he had destroyed a life. She then said, we've exhausted every possible cure without any success, Barnabas." He still looked at the closed doors and said, "At long last, I am free from the curse that enslaved me; the curse that caused me to destroy. I want Quentin to know that same glorious freedom. (Music stings out)
Maggie sits on the sofa in the drawing room thumbing through one of Carolyn's fashion magazines. Her mind is not really into to what she is reading. Quentin enters the drawing room and sees her sitting there. She looks up at him and is quite unsure what she should say. A tender look crosses his face and he approaches her and sits beside her. "Maggie." He says softly with a look of shame. Then he continues, "I'm really sorry for being short with you earlier. I suddenly remembered I left my room unlocked while I was gone, and I have some irreplaceable antique keepsakes my ancestors left behind. I needed to know that nothing was broken. I'm sorry if I upset you." He felt terrible, lying to her, but he had to offer some explanation to why he had behaved so abruptly. Maggie seemed to accept his explanation and asked, "You found everything like you left it?" He sighed and gave a resigned nod that he had . Maggie then assured him, "David has been confined to his room since you've been gone. His geography grades are getting worse and worse all the time. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. I've tried everything. Barnabas has even loaned him books to try to help but nothing seems to work." Quentin looked at her and said, "Maybe I can help. I have traveled quite a bit in my lifetime. Maybe if I tell him about my travels and show him where the places are I've been, it might just give him the help he needs." Maggie looked at him and smiled and asked, "Oh would you? I know he's capable of it. He simply won't apply himself." Quentin smiled and said, "Of course I will." She rushed into his arms and exclaimed, Oh Quentin!" He smiled and returned her embrace and said, "It's the least I can do. Can't let the teacher down after I behaved so poorly, now can I?" (They meld into a deep embrace and kiss as music fades and camera goes to black.)
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Barnabas walks through the woods on his way to the mausoleum. Julia follows him and says, "I made several calls today trying to locate another moon poppy to see if we could help Quentin, but everyone acted as if they were some mythical plant that never really existed." Barnabas halted a moment and asked, "They knew why you wanted the flower?" Her eyes fluttered a moment and she replied, "No, but the very existence of the plant itself is almost as legendary as the cure it's supposed to bring. No one seems to think there is such a plant." Barnabas then continued on entering the cemetary. They walk past various headstones. (Grayson accidentally bumps one and it shakes) They walk up the steps to the mausoleum and Barnabas opens the iron gate. They step inside and pause between the vaults inside. "I can't help thinking about Chris. Where is he. How is he dealing with nights such as this? Has Amy learned the terrible secret her brother carries with him?" Barnabas pondered aloud. The iron gate opens once again and Quentin enters. "Thank you Barnabas, Julia, Time for the animal to go to his cage." he says half sorrowful, half light heartedly. "At least I know I can't hurt anybody in there." Barnabas looks outside the cage seeing that the sun was almost gone from sight. At that moment, Quentin grabs his mid-section and doubles over in pain. "It's started." Julia said quietly. Barnabas pulled the ring that released the secret panel to the hidden room behind. The huge stone panel made a harsh grinding sound as it opened into the chamber behind it. Then Julia takes one of Quentin's arms while Barnabas takes the other one. They help him into the stone prison that will contain him through the night. A moment later, the two emerge. Barnabas again pulls the ring and the stone door grinds closed. Quentin can be heard crying out as the pain increases more as the sun sets lower. Both Barnabas and Julia look piteously at the stone panel. Without another word spoken, they turn to leave. The look of empathy on both of their faces says they want to grant him some form of dignity. The iron gate closes. (The camera focuses on the panel as one low sustained note sounds.)
Barnabas Collins.
JONATHAN FRID
Julia Hoffman.
GRAYSON HALL
Maggie Evans.
KATHRYN LEIGH SCOTT
Quentin Collins.
DAVID SELBY
Professor Stokes.
THAYER DAVID
Selena Parker.
KATE JACKSON
Written and Directed by RUSS WILLIAMS
Story Developed and Created by ART WALLACE
Miss Scott's Fashions By JUNIOR SOPHISTICATES
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