Another night falls over Collinwood; a night which is brightened only by the light of the full moon. In spite of the brightness of the night skies, it brings a darkness over one who lives at Collinwood. For Quentin Collins, the arrival of the full moon brings back a century long curse that transforms him into a creature of the night. The wolf, who walks like a man. This night, he will seek to ensure that no one will be harmed by the violent and malevolent creature he will become. With the help of Barnabas Collins and Julia Hoffman, he seeks to confine the beast so the inhabitants of the village will not fall victim to the fury of the werewolf...
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. 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 gate 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. They walk a few steps and turn to look back at the mausoleum. Barnabas then speaks, "We must find a cure for him Julia. I fear that it's only a matter of time before the creature stumbles upon the hidden switch under the steps. If that happens, the mausoleum will no longer be an effective way to confine him." Julia thought for a moment and said, I could try to resume what I strted with Chris; get some blood samples, and see if there are any strange markers in his blood as there was with your's." Barnabas pondered a moment and said, "Perhaps. Come, we should return to Collinwood." They turned and walked back towrd the house. The camera catches the entrance to the mausoleum. From around the side of the mausoleum a figure emerges. the camera pans up from the knees until it stops to reveal the face. The hideously grinning face of Trevor Halliburton. (Five ascending dramatic notes sound followed by three successive notes twice, the second set reaching a dramatic climax)
Trevor Halliburton stands facing the mausoleum with an impish look on his face. "Soooo, they think they can prevent the inevitable by locking the creature in here!" He walks up to the secret panel and the animal like growls are heard through the walls. A smile croses his face as he turns and looks skyward and says, "Well done, gypsy! I dare to wonder if I myself might have brought the same fate upon him had I been present in your time." He then turns back to the panel and grabs the ring and gives it a pull. The heavy panel grinds open. The startled creature tuns and snarls at him as he steps inside. The creature then lunges at him. He extends his hands in much the same fashion Nicholas Blair often used and shouted, "NO! You ..will..be..still!" The werewolf froze in his tracks and looked bewildered that he was unable get to and maim this intruder. Trevor walked all about him and let out an evil chuckle. "So you want to rip me to pieces do you? I think not! I should like to retain the body of the lawyer. Perhaps, if I decide to leave him, you shall have your wish. But no. This body now grants me presence in the Collins house. I shall see no harm brought to it. Ah, but you my dear friend..." He reaches into his breast pocket pulling out a silver cigarette case and waves it in front of the creatures eyes. Unable to move it looks horrified at the glimmering object. Judah then sneering, leaned back and lashed the creature across the face with the silver case. it whines like a dog that has just been cruelly kicked. Judah laughs maniacally and then slaps it across the opposite side of the creatures face. it's cries sound even more pitiful than the first. He then raises his foot and kicks the werewolf to the floor. He then walks up the steps to the doorway. "I shall leave you now, but the next time we meet, I shall have great pleasure unleashing you once more. You shall have the blood you so want to draw. Good night, ... Quentin Collins!" He sneers as he pulls the ring confining the creature once more.
Collinwood. The West Wing. Willie Loomis has taken the room where Megan was
staked to be his bedroom. He lies in the bed asleep. He moans slightly and
his head tosses lightly. Colored lights are green screened over his face as
he continues moaning and tossing. (Dramatic music begins to crawl as the
lights begin to swirl.) He hears the sounds of hammering. After a minute,
the hammering pauses and he hears his own voice saying, "Now, I need to
measure this once again. It must be right. It's urgent that get it exact.
Too much depends on it." He then hears the sound of a hand saw grinding away
at wood. "Bring me that sketch over here. Good. Now, let me push this in
place." A thud is heard, and then hammering resumes. After a moment the
hammering stops, and he hears, "I need to go into town and get some more
supplies. I'll make the trip first thing in the morning. I'm too tired to do
anymore tonight." He hears footsteps, then the sound of a door closing. An
image faintly appears among the lights. It is the image of a woman, wearing
a robe and her face is covered with a hood. She looks earnestly at a sketch
and then semingly looks right at Willie. Her image then fades, being
overpowered by the swirling lights. The lights continue to swirl a brief
moment and fade slowly as Willie's tossing head fades into view once again.
He moans and his eyes suddely open. He springs up in the bed looking
bewildered. He raises a hand and scratches his head with an expression that
seemed to say, "I don't understand. Did that really happen? What does it
mean?" He hears the muffled voices of Barnabas and Julia entering the wing.
(Scene switches to show Barnabas and Julia coming down the corridor when
Willie's door opens to reveal him standing there sleepy eyed in a pair of
striped pajamas covered in a robe. "I'm sorry if we woke you, Willie."
Barnabas said seeing him standing there, obvious that he had been asleep.
Willie looked at them both and said, "That's ok, you didn't wake me up, I
just hadda wid dream. It had that woman in it I hud you an Julia talkin'
about befoah. Julia's eyes flutter and widen and she looks at Barnabas.
Barnabas looks at Willie and says, "Come into the drawing room, Willie. We'd
both like to hear your dream. He looks at htem both again and scratches his
head once more and says, "Shuah!" He then follows them into the East Wing
drawing room. Barnabas motions to the armchair inviting Willie to have a
seat. "Tell us your dream, Willie." Barnabas asked as he and Julia listened
eagerly. "Well, it didden make no sense, Bahnabas. I was just sleepin and I
hud this hammerin. then I hud myself talkin about measurin stuff right, an
how it jus had to be right. Then I said I hadda go to town tomarrah to get
moah stuff. Then about how tiahd I wuz. Then this woman all dressed in a
robe looked right at me. I coulden see huh face cause she had this hood on
that covahed huh face, but I could tell, she wuz lookin' at me. That's when
I woke up an hud you an Julia comin' in. It didn't make no sense." Julia
looked at Barnabas and asked, "What do you think it means, Barnabas?"
Barnbas then turned in the direction of the camera with a puzzled expression
of his own and said, "I don't know, Julia. I don't know." (Three dramatic
notes sound)
Morning dawns over Collinwood. Trevor Halliburton emerges from the doorway on the landing and comes down the stairs. The front door opens and Barnabas and Quentin enter through the front door. "Good morning, gentleman. Out for an early morning stroll?" Trevor asked. Barnabas slightly nods and says, "Yes, it seemed like a good morning for a walk, so I asked Quentin if he would join me." "I see." Trevor said as he proceeded to the coffee urn inside the drawing room. "Oh do come in and join me!" He said motioning to the pot. "There's plenty here, and it's fresh too." I'm afraid I haven't had time to get to know either of you very well, and since we're all family now, I think it's time we remedied that. Have a seat!" he said motioning toward the sofa. Barnabas entered and said, "I suppose we could stay briefly. Quentin and I have some matters to discuss however." Trevor sipped the coffee and replied, "Oh I quite understand. I won't keep you long. It was... Quentin, wasn't it?" he said looking at Quentin. Quentin said, "Yes." He poured a cup himself and walked over to the desk table and sat in the chair. "It seems you are the one I know the least about." He pauses a moment looking at Quentin then says, "My that looks like a nasty bruise you have on your cheek. What happened?" Quentin rubbed his cheek and felt that it was indeed quite tender. "I uhhh, I'm afraid I wasn't quite quick enough at the airport. I got bumped by one of those revolving doors." Trevor looked knowingly at him and replied. "Oh yes! I've almost been clipped by a few of those myself. Ya gotta be quick with those things." Quentin downed the coffee quickly and Barnabas spoke. "I do hope you won't think us discourteous, Mr. Halliburton, but Quentin and I really should be going." Trevor looked at his watch and said, "Oh that's quite alright. I need to be getting to the office anyway. Thank you for giving me a moment of your time. We simply must make time to get better acquanted." "Yes, we must Barnabas said. Then Trevor gave a slight salute and said "Good day, gentlemen." Barnabas and Quentin left the drawing room and ascended the stairs. Trevor stood smirking and said, "Revolving door indeed." He then burst into a short tirade of evil laughter knowing exactly why the bruise was there. (Music fades)
Barnabas and Quentin enter the East wing drawing room. "Good thing you thought to bring that change of clothes to the mausoleum. I'd sure hate to have tried to explain why I came in with shredded clothes. So help me Barnabas, it was all I could do to keep from strangling that monster right where he stood." Barnabas quietly replied, "I know,Quentin. I also deplore what he represents, but Trevor Halliburton is not to blame for Judah's actions. He cannot help himself." Quentin then replies, "This is where you tell me he's a victim?" Barnabas eyes dropped briefly and then he looked at Quentin again and said, "Quentin. You were not there in 1841. You didn't see the grief in the face of Gerard Stiles when Judah was forced to leave his body. He was a broken man, Quentin. Professor Stokes told us while you were away that Halliburton has tried to leave subtle clues for us that we have missed. He must be very careful not to allow Judah to find out that he is trying escape, to leave indicators that something is affecting him. He apparently is a very wise man. He's managed to hide his acts and intentions from Judah. If Judah ever discovers what he has done, he will destroy him and inhabit someone else. We cannot allow that to happen. As long as he remains in Halliburton, we know where he is and can better watch his actions." Quentin drops into the armchair looking disgusted and says, "I've never felt so damned helpless in my entire life." Julia and Willie enter the drawing room and Julia remarks, "I tried hypnotizing Willie to see if he could reveal more of the dream he had. It was no use. He wasn't aware of anymore that he's already told us." Quentin looked at them all questioningly as if to ask, "Did I miss something?" Barnabas then turned to Quentin and said, "Willie had a strange dream last night. The mysterious woman who helped Adam escape from the fire at the Old House was in the dream." Willie rubs his hand thru his hair and says, "I'm sorry, Barnabas. I wish they was moah I could remembah." Barnabas managed a slight smile and said, "There's no need to apologize, Willie. It's not your fault. We must simply wait until she is willing to reveal more. If only we knew who she was. How is she involved in all of this?(Music rolls softly as screen goes to black.)
Trevor Halliburton entered the lobby to his office and looked at the desk of Selena Parker. She had not arrived yet. He proceeds into his office and places his briefcase on the desk. He then removes the suit jacket and hangs it on a hall tree near the door. He continues on over to the desk and sits down in the chair behind it. He takes a stack of manila folders Selena had left on the desk for him containg his upcoming case loads and opens the top one and begins perusing the documents inside. The long floor length curtain directly behind him moves. An instant later, an arm snakes around Trevor's throat. The arm is tightening seeking to strangle the life from him. Trevor's eyes grew wide as he gasps desperately for breath. (Long dramatic crawl of music builds to a fever pitch. As screen goes black, three dramatic notes sound.
Barnabas Coilins.
JONATHAN FRID
Julia Hoffman.
GRAYSON HALL
Quentin Collins.
DAVID SELBY
Willie Loomis.
JOHN KARLEN
Trevor Halliburton/Judah Zachary.
KEITH PRENTICE
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