Julia (thinking): Alright, he believed me about the notebook... let's see if he'll buy this... "See this? It looks like a hand, but it's really an invisible Magnum they issue to all doctors for some reason! Try to kill me, and you'll be eating silver fingernails-- I mean, bullets...."
Barnabas: "Julia, this is 1970, and I'm not trying to kill you anymore. Try to keep up, for Chrissakes. Look at your calendar occasionally, something!"