Vengeance is cruel and self seeking. At Collinwood, there is one who is totally consumed by the need for revenge. He stalks the innocent and seeks to torture those who have done nothing to harm him. Judah Zachary, a warlock condemned to die for his evil practices nearly 300 years before, now holds the descendants of a man who pronounced his death sentence. He is wholly consumed and will not be satisfied until he has destroyed each and every member of the family. This night, there is one who seeks to discover the reasons for the strange behavior of the one who Judah has taken captive. He is not aware of the very real danger he may face...
Camera shows the face of the great grandfather clock in the foyer of Collinwood. It is 3:20 am. Camera switches to David's room. He lies in the bed with his head covered by the blanket. A flashlight points to a book he has under the blanket with him. His eyes trace back and forth for a sentence or two. Then he looks up, obviously distracted. He pulls the blanket from over his head and pulls it off his body. He quietly gets out of the bed and slips on his robe. Then he tiptoes to the door. He takes great pains to open it without being heard. He slowly looks up and down both directions, then steps outside, quietly closing the door after him. He tiptoes down the hall to the West wing entrance. He looks back once more to be sure he has not been seen or heard. Carefully and quietly he opens the door. It makes a momentary squeak and he turns again with his eyes wide fearing he may have been heard. He waits for a moment to see if someone would come out to confront him. Being assured no one had heard, he then slipped inside quietly closing the door behind him. He takes the flashlight from his robe pocket and turns it on. Slowly he walks down the corridor, taking in everything there was to see. Nothing looked any different than he remembered from all his previous visits to this part of the house. He turns the corner down a different hallway and he spots Adam's old room. He touched the door handle and then looked at his hand. Seeing no dust on his hand, he looks behind him again, and then quietly opens the door. He shines the light all about the room. He notices the table has been moved from its old location in the room. This strikes his curiosity. He walks over to the table and shines the light on its surface. He sees a handkerchief with the monogram BC on one corner. He then finds an assortment of strange bottles. He shines the light on the wall and sees his own reflection. Why would someone have the mirror on the table leaning against the wall? He then bent over and shined the light under the table to see what was there. Nothing! He stood up straight again and turned toward the bed. He waved the light over and could tell it had recently been used. "Who would be using this bed" he whispered aloud. Suddenly his face went pale. He felt a burning sensation on the back of his neck. He turned about slowly and pointed the light at the door. Standing in the doorway he saw the cold hard gaze of Trevor Halliburton. (Five dramatic notes sound. The last one reaches a loud crescendo.)
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David turns, shocked to find Trevor Halliburton watching him. He swallows hard and says, "Trevor! What are you doing here?" Trevor purses his lips and turns his head slightly and replies, "Funny, I was about to ask you the very same thing, David. I can only imagine the scolding you would get if your Aunt Elizabeth knew you were up poking around back here in the wee hours of the morning!" David glances to the floor and says, "I guess you're going to tell her about it, aren't you?" Trevor strokes his chin with two fingers and replies, "Well now, I seem to recall another precocious young man who had an irresistible urge to check out an old attic full of treasures on a regular basis, and he seemed to grow up to be well adjusted, so I see no reason to mention it. But you really should scurry off to bed before we both get in a world of trouble for not being where we should be." David's eyes narrowed and he cocked his head to one side and asked, "So why were you back here, Trevor?" He paused a moment then spoke, "Well, I thought I heard movement out in the hall. I'm a rather light sleeper, so I thought I better check it out. It could have been a prowler." David nodded in agreement and said, "I see, somebody has been in here Trevor. The furniture is all moved around and the bed has been slept in too!" Trevor sighed and then said, "Guilty, Your Honor!" David then said, "You moved everything around in here?" Trevor nods and says, "Sometimes I just like to find an isolated place to just be alone and reflect on things. I guess I really should have asked your Aunt Elizabeth before I just came back here and started rearranging everything. I guess I just felt like even one person knowing about my little hideaway would make it less than private." David then replied, "I think I understand. What are those strange bottles on the table here?" Trevor then said, "Ahh, those! You found out another one of my little secrets. I'm a closet health nut. These are herbs and vitamin supplements I take to stay fit." David nodded as if he understood. They walked toward the door. Suddenly David stopped. "Why is Barnabas' handkerchief here?" His eyes widened. He was facing the door so David could not see his alarm at the question. Then he turned and said, "B.C. Barnabas Collins! I guess it must be his! I'm afraid I found that on the floor in here when I discovered this little nook. Perhaps he has been back here himself recently and dropped it. I'll have to see that he gets it back!" Together they leave the room closing the door behind them.
Dawn rises at Collinwood. Roger Collins wheels out from the doorway under the stairs with his briefcase on his lap. He wheels over to the clock in the foyer and looks up at it, and compares it with the time on his own wristwatch. Trevor emerges from the door upstairs and descends the stairs. "Mr. Collins! It's good to see you again." Trevor said as he walked toward him. Roger looked up him and blandly said, "Oh Hello Halliburton." Trevor frowned and said, "Mr. Collins, I haven't had the opportunity to apologize to you for that awkward little meeting we had at your office. I had no business taking that Fenton case. If I had realized earlier how unstable the man was, it wouldn't have happened at all. When I rethought the case, and told Fenton it was a no-win situation, he seemed to just go off the deep end. I was wrapped up in some personal problems and wasn't thinking clearly when I took his case to begin with. I hope you can find it in your heart not to harbor any ill feelings. I truly regret my involvement with him." Roger looked at him again and said, "My sister already explained it to me Mr. Halliburton. Of course I don't hold you responsible. So I understand you married my little kitten?" Trevor chuckled and said, "Oh, you mean Carolyn. She told me that was your pet name for her; I find that little endearment quite fitting. I never thought I could ever be as happy as she has made me. I'm truly a lucky man!" Roger smiled and replied, "Indeed you are! I only ask that you give her the love she so richly deserves." (The sound of a car is heard outside.) "Well, that will be Joe Haskell; I must leave you now Mr. Halliburton." Trevor then said, "Here, let me get the door for you." He walked over and opened the door so Roger could exit. He then closed the door and turned with a pout on his lips. (Thoughts heard aloud) "You escaped my wrath the first time, Roger Collins. But the next time, you won't be so fortunate!" (Music out)
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David comes from the kitchen back into the foyer as Carolyn descends the stairs.. "Good morning, David!" she said as she reached the bottom step. "Oh, Good morning, Carolyn." He returned. "What is all that hammering coming from the East wing?" she asked. David then replied, "Oh, That's Willie. Barnabas has him doing some kind of changes. I don't know what it is, but he's been working on it all week." Carolyn then tilted her head and said, "Well, I suppose as old and outdated as that section of the house is, it only makes sense to do some renovation." David followed her into the drawing room and asked, "Carolyn? Do you miss Jeb?" Carolyn looked at him curiously and said, "What a strange question! What on earth made you ask a thing like that?" David responded, "You're dream last night, I heard you say it was about Jeb. I guess I just thought you must miss him since he was on your mind." Carolyn turned away and looked puzzled by the whole matter, then turned back to David and said, "I haven't thought about Jeb in a long time. I don't know why I would have a dream like that about him." David paced a step then a thought seemed to hit him and he turned again and said, "How well do you know Trevor?" Carolyn looked at him in amazement and said, "What a strange question to ask! He's my husband!" David shrugged and replied, "Oh I know, it's just that, well, you really didn't know him very long before you married him. It was the same with Jeb." Carolyn looked concerned and asked, "I thought you liked Trevor?" David looked pensively and said, "He's never done anything to me, and we have had some good times together, but I haven't really known him very long." Then realizing he was treading on a sensitive subject, he said, "Well, I didn't really mean anything by it. It just came to mind. I better get upstairs. Maggie will be waiting for me." He turned and left the room. Carolyn stood staring at the open doorway deep in thought as she pondered all David had said.
Trevor Halliburton sat behind his desk nervously tapping his fingers on the desk. It was after 10, and Selena still hadn't arrived. It was quite unlike her to be late. He got up from the desk and walked to the door and looked out to see if she had quietly arrived unheard by him. The desk in the outer office remained unoccupied. He returned to his office and looked out the window to see if her car was in sight. He turned back to the desk perplexed. He sat down and grabbed a folder from the desk and opened it, and began to read. Suddenly the phone rang. He picked up the phone and answered, "Trevor Halliburton, attorney at law." (Screen splits to reveal a middle aged man with a handlebar moustache and salt and pepper hair.) "The man speaks, "Yes, my name is Hiram Gant, is Miss Selena Parker there?" Trevor then replied, "No, she hasn't arrived yet. Can I relay a message to her?" The man replied, "Just let her know that since she seemed so concerned about her friend, Mr. Bentine, I went over all the records again, and it's confirmed that no one named Nick Bentine has ever practiced law in this state. She seemed quite anxious to reach him, and well, I've always had a soft spot for a woman who's worried and wanted to try my best to help her find her friend." Trevor's eyes widened a moment, then he changed his demeanor to reply. "Well, I'll certainly pass your information along to her as soon as she arrives. Thank you, Mr. Gant, Goodbye." (Split screen disappears as Trevor hangs up the phone.) A look of brooding suspicion crosses his face. He opens a rolodex and searches through it for a moment. Finding the number he was looking for, he then picks up the phone and dials it. He waits and listens. (The scene cuts away to the phone in Selena's house.) It rings over and over again with no answer. After about ten rings he reluctantly hangs up the phone. (Thoughts heard aloud) "Why is she checking up on Nicholas? Does she suspect something? It could simply be human concern. Whatever the case, I cannot afford to have her continue prying into his whereabouts. She's learned too much already. If she continues on trying to find out more, I will have to kill her!" (Dramatic music out)
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The big double doors to Collinwood open as Roger wheels in followed by Carolyn. "Thank you for coming to get me on such short notice, Kitten. I had to send Joe Haskell to Bangor this afternoon. Well, I met your husband this morning. I do hope he's treating you well." Roger said as looked up at her. Carolyn gave a dreamy eyed look and replied, "Oh Uncle Roger, He is the best. I'm so lucky we found each other." Roger smiled back at her and said, "Well you deserve to have all the love a man can give. I glad to hear that he's a good husband. I would be very upset to see you have anything less than the best. I seem to recall a young man called Buzz. I'm thrilled you didn't get involved with him anymore than you did. His name sounded like an irritating noise. Now that I think about it, HE sounded like an irritating noise as well. I think I could use a drink about now, Kitten. Care to join me?" Carolyn replied, "No, I think I'm going to go lie down for a while Uncle Roger. Trevor should be home soon." Roger nodded and said, "Alright Kitten." Carolyn turned and ascended the stairs. Roger wheeled into the drawing room. (The scene changes to David's room.) He lies napping on his bed. (Dream music sequence begins and colored lights swirls) In the dream, David walks through the woods. He comes to a small fishing shack. He opens the door and steps inside. A woman stands there with arms extended, motioning him to come and join her. He looks at the woman and says, "Oh Mother! I've missed you so much." The woman looks at him and her face becomes clear. It is the face of Laura Collins. "I've missed you too, David. Come! Come and give your mother a great big hug." David looks hesitantly at her. He wants to do as she asks, but his mind also recalls his real life experience four years before. "Well? Come on David. I'm waiting." She said with her arms spread wide. He takes one step toward her, and then hesitates. She then begins walking toward him with arms spread wide. Suddenly, she was engulfed in flames as she continues to walk toward him. "Come to me David! Come and join me. You must... You must... You must... (Swirling light rise as he screams out.) Suddenly David's eyes pop open as he springs up in the bed, still screaming out, "Mother! No!" (Three sets of three rapid notes sound, then one dramatically sustained note. Camera fades to black.)
Roger Collins.
LOUIS EDMONDS
Carolyn Stoddard Halliburton.
NANCY BARRETT
Trevor Halliburton/Judah Zachary.
KEITH PRENTICE
Laura Collins.
DIANA MILLAY
David Collins.
DAVID HENESY
Hiram Gant.
ROGER HAMILTON
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