954 - Collinwood - terrace - It was almost as if Paul Stoddard had remained buried alive all this time, Megan tells Nicholas, just waiting for Jeb to come open his coffin--I can understand why Jeb was so terrified. So can I, says Nicholas, but I hope Jeb had the presence of mind enough to put the coffin back in the grave and cover it--did he? Jeb said we had to burn it, explains Megan. And so you burned it, states Nicholas--and Jeb thinks this has solved the problem. He chuckles evilly. Hasn't it? asks Megan. No, says Nicholas, he has not. It seems to amuse you, says Megan. Pleases me, admits Nicholas--burning a corpse merely disposes of a body, the spirit of that body cannot be burned; somewhere, in the darkness of this night, Paul's spirit is waiting, and given the opportunity, will haunt Jeb Hawkes to his own grave. You won't let him do that? asks Megan uneasily. What is to stop him? queries Nicholas.  If you let anything happen to Jeb, says Megan through gritted teeth, grabbing Blair's coat, "I'll kill you!"

Nicholas gazes at Megan--take your hands off me, he orders. She does, slowly, fearful. Don't ever threaten me again, he warns, do you understand?  Sometimes I wonder who's side you're on, says Megan defensively. Stop wondering, says Nicholas, I said that about Jeb because he's immature and reckless, and if he's haunted by Paul's spirit, he has no one but himself to blame--perhaps he might even learn something from the experience. But you won't let any harm come to him? asks Megan again. Nicholas notes--how concerned you are about Jeb.  He's my responsibility, she says. Yes, agrees Nicholas--but is it that which drives you--or something else? I don't know what you mean, she insists. I believe you're in love with him, says Nicholas. Not true, she says. I hope not, says Blair, because all that really matters is our cause--you as an individual are expendable!--I know, he continues, that's why I'm here--I have a great deal at stake--I know what it is to make mistakes; I have my own superiors, and was out of favor with them for a long time--but I've been granted a second chance, and while I don't have the powers I once had, I have enough, and I cannot afford to fail a second time.  What would happen to you if you did? she asks.  I prefer not to think about it, he says--and don't want you to think about it either--remain devoted to Jeb, but remember, your orders will come only from me from now on--is that clear? Yes, she says, angry, quite clear. Don't worry, says Nicholas, I won't let any harm come to Jeb, the one individual who is NOT expendable.

Sky Rumson is on the phone, blathering, I wasn't expecting to hear from you, but am delighted, of course--by all means, ASAP--tonight is fine, no problem. I look forward to it--see you then. He hangs up.  Angelique enters, asking, good news or bad?  It couldn't be better, he says. I'm always astonished at how good things go for you, she says--you never get bad news--business deals never fall through--what's your secret? Just lucky, he says. No, she says, putting her arms around him, I know what it is--you're irresistible, no one can say no to you. They kiss, with fervor.  Who was on the phone? she asks. A very important man, he says--you'll meet him in two hours--be your most beautiful. I'll put in an appearance, she promises, but I don't want to sit and discuss business all evening.  This man is important to our future, Sky assures her--go upstairs and get yourself ready. She smiles and leaves. Sky is happy.

Megan sits by the fountain, pissed off and dejected. She hears the squeaking sound of a bat.  Is someone here? she asks.  Barnabas appears on the terrace and calls to her--we have a great deal to talk about, he says.  "I'll have nothing to do with you," spits Megan. "You are a traitor!--Jeb will make you pay for your betrayal, and I'd like to be there when he does!" He's already exacted his punishment, says Barn, he hasn't told you?--I'll have to tell you myself.  I don't want to stay here with you, she says, and tries to flee.  He grabs her arm and pulls her back. You have no choice he says, don't be afraid, look at me--look into my eyes. She struggles at first, threatening to wake the whole house, but finally succumbs, staring into his eyes as ordered. You're not the way you used to be, she says--you look like a different person.  Afraid, she asks, what are you going to do to me?His fangs appear.  Barnabas bites Megan's throat as she protests.

Barnabas stares at Megan, who is quiet now. You still want to go inside the house? he asks. I want to stay here with you, she says in a lost, faraway voice. What about Jeb? h asks. I have no need for Jeb anymore, she says, only for you. And you're willing to help me? he asks. Yes, she replies, trancelike. Tell me how Jeb can be destroyed, says Barnabas. It's written somewhere in the book, she says, only David can read the book, and he's loyal to Jeb.. I know that, says Barn--I will talk to David later. Who betrayed me to Jeb? asks Barnabas.  It's someone I've never met before, says Megan--a man who's been with us a long time--Schyler Rumson. Barnabas repeats the name, stunned. He smiles and says, things are beginning to make a little sense--go into the house and tell no one you saw me, orders Barnabas.  I want to stay here with you, protests Megan.  We will be seeing a great deal of each other, he promises, but I have important matters to attend to--now go! She gives him a kitty cat smile and does as she's told.

Sky paces his living room, looking at a clock, waiting for the VIP. Angelique, dressed in slinky black, suggests, tell me about this man--I've never seen you so nervous--you're usually so calm about business matters. This guy is directly responsible for all my success, says Sky. I don't believe that, she scoffs--everyone knows you're a self-made man. You'll see what I means when you meet him. For the time being, I'll take your word for it, she promises, kissing him--I'll go upstairs until he arrives. Wait with me, urges Sky.  I'll let you two talk a while, then make an entrance, she says and leaves, grinning. Sky looks at the clock again.

Angelique goes up to her bedroom.  Her curtains billow in the wind.  We see a man's shoes on the carpet, then Barnabas, who hides behind the drapes before she comes in. When she switches on her light, he darts out.  What are you doing here? she asks--you promised never to come there again!  I had to see you again, he says. Don't you see how dangerous this is for me?--if my husband catches you, I'll be ruined. "In my present state, I should be able to get out without being seen," says Barnabas. What do you mean? she asks.  "You of all people can see what's happened to me," he says bitterly.  She looks at him closely.  Her face crumples. How did it happen? she asks, her voice filled with sympathy--"Why?" The same way it did a long time ago, and why is the reason I'm here, says Barnabas--Jeb found out about me--from your husband! That's absurd! she giggles. He is one of them, says Barnabas--a Leviathan, and has been for years. At that moment, Sky calls up to her.  She pushes Barnabas toward the window--get out of here, she orders. Sky enters the bedroom--I almost completely forgot, he says, in my excitement, about the gift I have for you--do you remember that art gallery in Boston, you were in love with this, at the time--and he hands her a little statue of a woman. Nothing her distracted expression, he asks, has it lost its charm?  No, it's very beautiful, she assures him, voice trembling. Are you feeling all right? asks Sky.  I'm fine, she says, but something about your thoughtfulness always touches me so deeply. The doorbell rings downstairs.  Our guest has arrived, says Sky--come downstairs as soon as possible, he urges, and leaves. Barnabas exits his hiding place--"You really are in love with him, aren't you?" he asks.  (Do I detect a note of jealousy, irony, bitterness here?)  It was four months ago that we saw this in that gallery; explains Ang--it took him four months to get back to Boston and he still remembered to get this for me because I casually mentioned liking it--"Do you expect me to believe this is not a GOOD man?"  Angelique, says Barnabas--for your own good, you must investigate what I've told you. I don't see any reason to investigate, she insists--the subject is closed--"And I think you had better leave, Barnabas."Barnabas is hurt by her cold tone and refusal to believe.

Sky pours a drink for his guest, who turns out to be none other than Nicholas Blair--does this reorganization means I'll be operating more out in the open now? asks Sky.  No, not necessarily in the open, says Nicholas--the fewer people who know you're one of us, the better, but I'll be relying on you more heavily--n your advice and judgment. This is the one part of my life I've been unable to share with my wife, says Sky--I want her to become one of us as soon as possible. You must be aware not everyone is susceptible, warns Nicholas. I know that, says Sky, but suspect she will be. I'll let you know after I see her, says Nicholas--I can tell sometimes just by looking at a person. Angelique enters, apologizing for being late.  When she sees Nicholas, her huge eyes and her mouth fly open. Nicholas stares back, frowning.

Nicholas' eyes gleam as he surveys Angelique. Sky introduces Nicholas to his wife, who offers her hand--how do you do? she says evenly. "The pleasure HAS to be mine, Mrs. Rumson," says Nicholas, kissing her hand, grinning--"I'm not easily taken by surprise."  What do you mean by that? asks Sky.  I only mean that she is far more beautiful than you led me to believe, replies Nicholas. Angelique turns away. Wherever did you find her? asks Nicholas. In one of my own magazines, says Sky, Angelique was a model.  A model? asks Nicholas, smiling while Ang seethes."And you took her away from her chosen profession?" he asks Ang--"That WAS your chosen profession, wasn't it?" Sky leaves them alone to get acquainted.  Angelique walks away from Nicholas, who smirks, "At the risk of sounding banal, it's a small world, isn't it?"  Too small for the both of us, she says   I figured you were convinced you'd never see me again, he says. Yes, I was, she says coldly. I don't think I've ever seen such a look of shock on your face, he says--was it because your husband and I are such good friends?--or "Merely the sight of me?" he asks with an intimate expression on his face. It's both, she answers icily--how long have you and my husband been "friends"? Oh, for a long, long time, answers Nicholas. She looks upset.  You seem to be at a loss for words--how uncharacteristic, he quips. Sadly, Ang says, "I had begun to believe that, through Sky, I could escape my past." No one ever does, my dear, you know that, says Nicholas. Perhaps I could have, says Ang, if only he hadn't deceived me. He's known all about you from the beginning, says Nicholas, I mean--what you are. No, I was so determined to leave my past life, says Ang, I saw no reason to tell him. Nicholas bursts into cruel laughter. What are you laughing at? She asks angrily. "You," he says--"how typically female--you overlook your own deception, but you're furious about his!"  When Sky returns, Nicholas is still laughing at her. I want a few moments alone with Sky, if you don't mind, Mr. Blair, she says.  Not at all, my dear, says Nicholas. What are you two laughing about? asks Sky.  Angelique said something that amused me, chuckles Nicholas. Glad you're getting along so well, says Sky (gad, he's dumb). May I make one important call? asks Nicholas. Of course, says Sky, and points him out to the study.  Once Nicholas has gone, Angelique gets to the point--about the secret I told you concerning Barnabas and the people he's involved with--did you repeat that to anyone? Sky answers no, very unconvincingly. You're lying! she accuses--you told Jeb Hawkes, didn't you? I don't know anyone by that name, insists Sky.  Never mind, says Ang, it's frightening enough to know you know Nicholas Blair--the man responsible for all your success--just how much do you owe him for that, Sky?  Angelique, says Sky, I don't know what's happened to you. I've seen the light, she says--I was told the truth earlier this evening and refused to believe it, but now that I've seen Nicholas Blair, I have no other choice but to believe it--all that remains is for you to admit it--you're the one who preached to me about keeping secrets, and ever since we've been married, you've kept the darkest secret of all--"You're one of them, aren't you? demands Ang, then screams, "You're one of the Leviathans, aren't you?"  He doesn't respond at first.  Angelique asks again, "Aren't you, Sky?"  YES! he shouts, I am, and you can be, too, Angelique--I wanted you to be all along. "Don't say anymore!" she sobs--"Just don't say anymore!"  She runs from him, out of the room. Nicholas enters--don't bother to tell me, he says, I heard every word. I don't understand what's happened, says Sky--does she know you from somewhere? Yes, answers Nicholas, but there's no time to tell you where and when, we have an emergency. You mean she must become one of us immediately? asks Sky. She can never become one of us, says Nicholas--and because of the way she feels about you, she can only be our very dangerous enemy. What are you saying? demands Sky.  You have a decision to make, says Blair--Angelique or us. I refuse to make that decision, insists Sky.  Then I'll make it for you, vows Nicholas.  He grabs one of the fire irons and sticks it into the fire. I assume that your position and way of life are very dear to you, says Nicholas, pulling the flaming iron out of the fireplace--and we can just as easily undo it--now, what will it be--hold onto Angelique and destroy Sky Rumson's empire, or...  Or what?--there must be some other solution, insists Sky.  No, yells Nicholas, holding the flaming poker aloft, "There is no other solution--she must be destroyed--with this--there is no other way, and you must do it!--this is the severest test we'll ever put you to, Sky, I advise you not to fail it." Nicholas smiles as Sky accepts the flaming poker into his own hand.

Upstairs, Angelique very quickly packs her clothes. (Looks like Maggie's suitcase.) When her husband enters the room holding the flaming poker, Angelique, frightened, asks, "Sky, what are you going to do?" I wanted it to work out, says Sky, I really wanted you to be with me and I'm sorry you can't--"Goodbye, Angelique!" he shouts, moving toward her with the fiery poker pointed at her heart.

NOTES: One of the best Leviathan eps, for sure. How can one not love the interplay between Barnabas (who seems genuinely surprised, if not jealous, that his former wife loves another man), and Angelique? His ironic statement that she, of all people, should realize what has happened to him is both sad and true, and her reaction--sympathy and sorrow--is real as well.

More wonderful scenes between Parker and Allen Astredo! Oh, the look on their respective faces when they saw each other, although supposedly they've known about Angelique all along, so Nicholas knew he was going to be introduced to her before he even showed up at the Rumson home.

I always love the way Barnabas' victims react after being bitten. Megan seems even more attached than most, and Barnabas was wise to choose her as a victim, because it gives him power over Jeb. She almost was purring like a kitten when she left Barnabas, sorry she had to do so.  Very hot stuff!

Perhaps my all-time favorite of the Leviathan eps. I hope you all enjoyed it, too!


955 - I wonder if Barnabas bat-flew to Little Windward Island on bats wings? That is certainly a cool power to have.

Sky comes at Angelique with the flaming poker, bidding her goodbye as she screams and backs away. The poker crackles with fire.  Angelique says, "Nicholas Blair sent you here to kill me!" You're not one of us and never can be, says Sky. You don't know what you're doing, cries Angelique desperately.  Please don't make this anymore difficult than it has to be, begs Sky. Ducking away, she urges, don't make me fight you! She takes the little statue he'd presented to her just a few hours before into her hands. If you could fight me, I'd have gotten it over with by now, says Sky, I just wanted to look at you one more time. She grabs one of her husband's ties and loops it around the statue's neck, murmuring, Nicholas didn't tell you much about me, did he? Only that you had met before, answers Sky. I'll give you one more chance to let me go, offers Ang--I'll leave this house and never see you again. He edges toward her, promising, it will be over very quickly. She pulls tight on his tie, rendering Sky in choking mode.  Put the poker in the fire! She orders.He grabs his throat--what's happening to me? he gasps.  Do as I tell you or I'll make it worse, she promises. He gets rid of the poker--how are you able to do this? he asks--"What are you, anyway?" Her face contorted, Angelique suggests, ask your friend, Nicholas Blair.  She yanks the tie tightly, sending Sky into unconsciousness. Gazing down at him, Angelique says, sadly, "Maybe it was all wrong from the beginning--we both kept from each other our darkest secrets." She kneels beside him, adding, "I wish it could have worked out, because I really did love you, Sky."  She loosens the tie and lets the figure drop very close to her husband's groin.

Collinwood terrace - Barnabas calls to Maggie, demanding that she respond--come to me, he wills her, now!  Maggie, in her night clothes, appears--Barnabas, what are you doing here? she asks. I came hoping I would see you, he says. She smiles--it's the strangest thing, she says--I was sound asleep and had the feeling I had to come here. I'm glad, he says, I had to talk to you. She remarks, you seem different--are you ill? No, he says, just tired--I had to see you tonight--I was concerned about your safety and because I've missed you. Shyly, she dips her head down and says, I've missed you, too--so many terrible things have happened here since Jeb arrived, and I'd hoped you would be able to stop them. Barnabas gently says, I hope I won't disappoint you. I'm sure you won't, says Maggie, and goes into his arms to hug him. He draws away, fearful of taking her in vampire fashion.  His reaction puzzles her--did I say something to disturb you? she asks Nothing, he assures her, his back to her, not at all. He reaches into his pocket--there's something I want you to have, he says, something very dear to me--he hands her the emerald and diamond ring Josette returned to him a few episodes ago.  Consider it a token of our deep friendship, he says.  Maggie exclaims with delight and he hands her the ring. Barnabas! she says, it's so difficult to understand you--sometimes you seem so warm, and other times I feel I don't even know you. She studies the ring. Maggie, he says, believe me, please, when I say how much I care for you. He holds her closely, which makes his fangs grow erect. He's just about to bite her when Quentin, standing at the gate, yells, "Excuse me!--I  didn't mean to interrupt." Maggie is embarrassed.  Quentin tells Barnabas, I must talk to you right away--Maggie, please excuse us. Get inside, Maggie, says Barnabas, I'll get in touch with you tomorrow. Stung a bit at his sudden formality, Maggie bids him good night and goes into the house. I don't have to ask what would have happened if I hadn't arrived when I did, says Quentin quietly. No, you don't, says Barnabas, defensive and ashamed. You must stay away from Maggie, insists Quentin--in your present state, you can only hurt her. I know that! says Barnabas angrily, but I can't help myself.  We don't have time to discuss it, says Quentin--the sun will be up any minute; since Julia is having trouble locating Willie Loomis, I'm on vampire guard duty this day until she can find him--let's go. They leave.

Collinwood drawing room - Maggie, sitting on the sofa, has placed the ring on her left hand, the engagement finger. She raises the hand to her lips, bemused, happy. She rises and heads off to bed.

Quentin, napping in a chair at the Old House, awakens to a knock at the door--Angelique.  "Don't just stand there, Quentin--kiss me!" she says.  He stares at her, shocked.

Angelique, smiling, enters the Old House and looks around wistfully.  I'm still looking for that kiss, she says.  Quentin obliges, a slight peck on the lips, barely touching. You never meant it before, but you used to do a lot better than that, she chides him. We aren't going to resume our friendship on a sour note, are we? he asks.  I forgive you, she says--we're both a great deal older, and hope, one of us wiser. I'm not, he says. That makes two of us, she agrees, their faces very close. Barnabas told me you hadn't grown any older, says Ang, and you don't look a day older than the day I told you goodbye. So do you, says Q. It's been a long time, says Ang. Quentin agrees--I remember your saying we would meet again. And we have, she says. WHY have we? he asks. Oh, Quentin, don't look so apprehensive, she says, I was hoping to see Barnabas, that I'd be in time, but obviously, I'm not. What do you mean, obviously? asks Q nervously. I saw him earlier this evening, says Ang--I know what's happened to him.  He was at the island last night? asks Quentin. Yes, says Ang, he came there just after he found out that the person who betrayed him to Jeb was my husband. This shocks Quentin. Did Barnabas tell you about the Leviathans? She asks. Yes, says Q. Sky was one of them, before I met him, says Ang-- I left him tonight and I'm never going back to him. I'm sorry, says Quentin--what are your plans now? I don't know, she says. Quentin offers his assistance.  I'm all right, she says there's nothing you can do--"The truth is," she admits, "my interest in you in the past was never more than a device intended to upset Barnabas--I was very good at devices, always have been--perhaps, in spite of my feelings for Sky, Barnabas has always been my one true love."  I'm sorry you got here too late to see him, says Quentin.  I'll stick around and see him at sundown, she says--if you don't object. Go upstairs and get some rest, he suggest--plenty of room up there. She agrees. She looks around--it feels good to be back in this house, she says--I once knew it so well--I lived here, loved--for a while I was very happy--"This is where it all started, Quentin. I'll sleep in An--I'll sleep in Josette's room," she amends.

6:10 PM - Quentin, reading the newspaper, hears another impatient knock at the door. It's Sky, looking for his wife. He introduces himself to Quentin.  Who told you she was here? asks Q.  Who are you? counters Sky.  Quentin Collins, answers Q. May I come in? Sky asks.  You may, if your wife is here, says Q, but I haven't said she's here. He grins nastily.  Angelique appears on the stairs--I'll see him, she says. Quentin invites Sky in and closes the doors.  I must speak with you, alone, insists Sky.  Do you want me to leave or stay? Q asks Angelique. You can leave, she replies. After Quentin goes down into the basement, Sky explains, I've been with Nicholas all day--he told me the truth about you. She giggles--I'm surprised Nicholas didn't tell you last night, before you almost got yourself killed. Nothing has changed, says Sky, I still love you. How can you say that after last night? she demands--if I hadn't stopped you, you would have killed me!  I'm trying to tell you, it's different now, says Sky--I convinced Nicholas of how I feel about you, told him I want you to come back to me--he agreed. Teeth clenched, Ang says, Nicholas never agrees to anything unless there are conditions attached. The only condition is that you become one of us, says Sky, that you be on our side.  I want no part of your, she insists, or Nicholas Blair--I would only come back if you agreed to become your own man again. It's too late for that, says Sky. Then you don't really love me--and we have nothing more to say to each other, she says coldly--go tell your Master that my answer is no. Sky tries to pull her around to face him, but she yells, "Get out of here, Sky!--go on, leave!"  I believe you'll be with us one day, he says--I'll be waiting for you. He leaves. She stares after him, furious.  She looks out the window, miserable, then turns and sees Barnabas standing there. She looks at him a moment, feeling his sympathy, then, with a tiny moan, runs into his arms for a much-needed embrace.

Barnabas hands Angelique a drink--Quentin told me you were here, he says. Quentin's been very kind and understanding, says Ang--you were right about everything, I've been a complete fool. If you'd rather not go into it, he says. I can't help but talk about it when everything that's happened to you has been my fault--I told Sky all about you, trusted him--I never dreamed he'd betray you.  Barnabas, surprised at first, quickly recovers--you had no way of knowing, he says--I realize you didn't do this to deliberately hurt me. "As I did the first time," she says softly. That's a long time ago, he says, best forgotten.Yes, she agrees--how ironic it is--that it happened the same identical way--"I can't help thinking that it must mean something for you and for me". Her face is very close to his.  Perhaps it means we can be closer friends than we were before, he suggests.   Perhaps it means we can start again, at the beginning, as we did the first time, she rhapsodizes. This embarrasses Barnabas, who says, "Angelique," and turns away. We have so much in commons, both outcasts, she points out--"Surely you must realize, as I did, that neither of us has any chance for a normal life!--when Nicholas Blair came back into the picture..." Nicholas Blair, exclaims Barnabas. Didn't you know he was here? she asks--that's the visitor who came the night you were there, she explains--as soon as I saw Nicholas with Sky, I knew everything you had told me was the truth. I must find Maggie and warn her about Nicholas, says Barn anxiously, he almost killed her once. You seem very concerned about Maggie Evans notes Angelique, the green-eyed bird of jealousy already circling her head. Yes, he agrees. Why, Barnabas? she asks. Maggie was involved with Nicholas once, and it almost meant the end of her, says Barnabas--wait here, we have much more to talk about. He leaves. Angelique already has a plan darting through her brain, and it can only mean misery for many.

Terrace - Maggie is surprised to hear Nicholas is back--Barnabas , have you spoken to him? she asks. No, says Barnabas, but I thought you should know immediately. He's in league with Jeb and the others, and Jeb is bound to tell Nicholas that you're one of them, and Nicholas will certainly want to come and see you. Don't worry, says Maggie, I think I know what to do. Be very very careful, cautions Barnabas, he's a dangerous man and if he ever finds out you're not on his side, your life will be in jeopardy, and I wouldn't want that to happen to you. He pulls her into his arms--you mean far too much to me. Angelique jealously watches their embrace from the gate.

11:20 - Collinwood drawing room - Maggie, says Quentin, I know there's no law that you have to take my advice, but I think it's wise that you stay away from Barnabas Collins--look, I'm telling you this for your own good--and for his. Why? asks Maggie. You know the people he was involved with, says Q--they're out to kill him, and if they know you're seeing him, they may do it through you. I'd never do anything to hurt Barnabas! protests Maggie.  That isn't what I'm saying, says Q--they may use you to trap him. Watching them through the drawing room window, Angelique thinks to herself, "You asked if there was any way you could help me, Quentin, well, there is, but you will never be aware of it."  Aloud, she says, "I am what I was, and what I shall always be--I call upon the powers of darkness to help me work again--make a flame where there was no flame before--and let that flame transmit the power of love to those who look into it!" Maggie primly tells "Mr. Collins", I appreciate your concern for Barnabas and me...  But you'll continue to see him, finishes Quentin. Yes, says Maggie, and there's nothing you can do to stop us. She notes that the fire has suddenly leaped up; both she and Quentin gaze into it, then at each other. "Quentin Collins and Maggie Evans," says Angelique, superimposed over their image, "you will look into the flame as if it were a mirror to the future--your future is there--your future is love, there's no turning back now, you must both accept it--you are both prisoners of your love for each other." Maggie? asks Quentin.  Quentin, she says, moving in to give him a big, juicy kiss. What's happening to us? she asks.  He shakes his head--I don't know, she says. She slips Barnabas' ring off her finger and throws it into the fireplace, then goes back to passionately kissing Quentin.  Angelique raises her hand, which now has a pitchfork drawn on it. "Quentin Collins and Maggie Evans," she intones, it is the sign that binds you, the sign of your love for each other, and whenever it appears, no power on earth can keep you apart!Still kissing, Maggie and Quentin finally separate. This is crazy, she murmurs.  I don't understand it anymore than you do, he agrees--but I feel it's right. So do I, she says, but it can't be. Then why don't we have the desire to fight it? he asks, taking her hands in his. They now have matching pitchforks on their clasped hands; they note them with horror...

NOTES: Back to her old tricks, Angelique has been there, done that, Jeremiah and Josette. I had hoped she'd grown as a person and a woman and wouldn't go back to her petty, jealous tricks, but DS let me down on this score. While I think Quentin and Maggie make a stunning pair, I can only think, with resignation, that Angelique is back to her old, tired ways and hasn't learned a damn thing. I was very disappointed to see this backslide on her part the first time around, too.

On the other hand, great scene as Ang flies into Barnabas' arms (made me tear up a bit). I know the Julia fans must have groaned when she started talking about getting back together with him, but he clearly isn't interested in anything more than friendship--and she should be grateful to have that and try to build upon it instead of returning to her witchy ways.

Loved the scene between Quentin and Angelique, her remark about always being very good at devices, and her demand for a kiss (and his unenthusiastic response). They also make a nice couple.

Hate Sky, has hoped Ang had killed him with the tie and statue, was sorry to see him return. I have a brief, to-the-point little poem for him--DIE, SKY!

Love, Robin

952 - Megan enters the antique shop, calling, Jeb, get out!   She runs away, shouting FIRE!

Collinwood - 11:20 - The phone rings in the foyer.  Liz answers. It's a hysterical Megan--the shop is on fire and Jeb is trapped in there!--he didn't come out, I tried to get to him, but it moved too fast--I'm calling from a pay phone.  We hear fire trucks roaring in the background.  They didn't find anything, Megan reports to Liz, not yet, what will we do?  I don't know, says Liz, but immediately leaves to join Megan.

Old House - I stayed close by the shop until the fire had taken, says Barnabas to Julia--by the time the firemen arrived, there was nothing left to save. Cringing, Julia says, at least he can't turn into that loathsome creature anymore, with his room burned. I believe I have accomplished more than that, exults Barnabas--Jeb never came out, although I knew he was there when it started. You don't know if Jeb can even be killed, Julia reminds him. I know poison can't kill him, says Barnabas, but every inhuman creature has one vulnerability, one way the earth can finally get rid of him. Do you think his can be fire? asks Julia happily.  I don't think it would be that easy to destroy him, he replies. Jeb isn't finished with you, predicts Julia, and won't be until he puts a stake through your heart. Yes, agrees Barnabas sadly, every inhuman creature has one vulnerability. Julia apologizes about his affliction--I will start the injections and it won't go on, she promises. He moves in close--you're a good friend, he says, but my one personal score is with the Leviathans to settle the way they made me harm you. Perhaps he is dead, we'll know soon enough, says Julia hopefully. At least I destroyed his room, taking away his special powers and great strength, says Barnabas--the Jeb who comes here to accuse me will be human, but nothing more.Yes, agrees Julia, except for his hatred, which makes him so dangerous.

A dejected Liz and Megan return to Collinwood. In a monotone, Liz remarks, I hadn't realized it had gotten so cold--should I have Mrs. Johnson fix some tea?  I don't understand, mutters Megan--somehow I'd have felt better if they had found something, anything, in the wreckage. He wasn't human, Liz reminds her, you couldn't expect him to die like a human. I didn't expect him to die at all, says Megan--he had no right--I don't care about the shop, everything being gone that Philip and I own--I don't care about any of that--all I care is about HIM. She looks up in shock. Jeb is standing there.  Gone? he asks--who said I was gone?--no one could get rid of me that easily. Liz is stunned, Megan thrilled.

Liz, now smiling, asks Jeb, who holds the Leviathan box, what are you doing here? Waiting for you, he says jauntily, I knew you'd be back soon.  How did you get out? asks Megan. I was out the window and away before anyone could realize it, boasts Jeb, way out in the country, alone-- then I changed to me and walked right back here--and I'm tired. I'll arrange for rooms for tonight, says Liz, and hurries away.  Jeb, why didn't you come into the village, let me know? asks Megan--I was sick with worry!  I was sick, too, with what you let happen, says Jeb--now someone set that fire. Why would someone would want to set fire...begins Megan.  Because we have enemies, says an angry Jeb, and you're supposed to protect me from them. You knew I was visiting Philip, Megan reminds him, it's very important to convince him I'm frightened of you. He advances on her and suggests, you might just have a real reason to be. You're not being fair, she says, nor making sense--I just remembered something that also makes no sense--I saw Barnabas standing in the crowd, watching the fire--I called to him, but he didn't seem to hear me, and when I later went looking for him, he was gone. He was there, all right, says Jeb. Why didn't he speak to me? asks Megan. Because he's a traitor, says Jeb--I knew he'd move against me, but not this quickly. Jeb walks away.

Julia prepares a blood-red injection and warns, this time, Barnabas, you must accept the dosages I decide on--last time, because I listened to you, you aged--this time, you must accept this. She gives Barnabas the injection.  He winces--even one night as this bloodthirsty creature Jeb made me is too long, says Barnabas. Julia takes her bag and the other paraphernalia upstairs.  Barnabas, putting on his jacket, sees something he doesn't like at all. "What are you doing here?" he asks Jeb.  I didn't think you'd have the presence of mind to set a fire tonight, says Jeb, because you did, and don't deny it--Megan saw you. Yes, I set it, admits Barn. Jeb asks, "Don't you know you can't cross me anymore?"  I'm going to keep on trying, insists Barnabas, until you are destroyed. I promise you, you'll be destroyed first, warns Jeb, but not until you see me take over Collinwood, marry Carolyn, and do all the things I'm going to do--and then you'll be unable to see the light, you'll be a hunted animal, just waiting for people to find out.  Waiting? asks Barn--aren't you going to boast about it, tell everyone?  That's my business--and I told you to keep out of my business, says Jeb. Your anger has a habit of getting in the way of his good sense, just like when you were a child, says Barnabas. No! says Julia, dismayed, spotting Jeb. Julia, Mr. Hawkes was just leaving, says Barnabas. Jeb grins--of course, it's almost dawn. Laughing, Jeb leaves the Old House. Julia, terribly upset, says, I really hoped he was dead... You're exhausted, notes Barnabas--when I go down into the basement, you should go to Collinwood to get some rest--this has been too much for you, we must get Willie Loomis back. We will, says Julia, soon, but until then, I will stay. She gives him a look, brooking no argument.

Collinwood - Megan puts on her coat--I'm going to visit Philip, she tells Liz--Mrs. Stoddard, is it right, my staying here?--what will people say, under the circumstances?  It doesn't matter, Liz assures her, we know the real circumstances, don't we?  Jeb went out walking, says Megan. I want to show him the carriage house, says Liz--I think he'll be comfortable there; it will be nice having him close by, and I know Carolyn will like it--they really seem to care for each other, don't they? Megan whirls around and curtly replies, "Yes, they seem to REALLY care for each other!" She leaves.  Liz wonders what THAT was all about.

Jail - It's been a nightmare, Megan, says Philip, sitting in a jail cell, accused of three murders I didn't commit--but I had no choice--I had to confess to them. You could have let him kill me, says Megan.  No, says Philip.  He still will kill me, insists Megan, if he thinks you're wavering--I can tell by the way he looks at me. I've got to get out of here, says Philip--his room is destroyed, he can't become the other thing anymore--this is the time to move against him, when he's an ordinary man! No! cries Megan, then calms herself down--he's not an ordinary man, and don't delude yourself into thinking he is, or that you can do anything--Philip, our only chance is to convince him of our loyalty, he hates that more than anything!  And if we ARE loyal, asks Philip, will he tell the truth, confess to the murders? No, says Megan, but he'll find someone else to take your place--you'll see. Is that all I can hope for? asks Philip--some other innocent person to die in my place?  Don't talk about dying, cautions Megan, it scares me.  Philip hugs her and holds her close.  I'm glad the shop burned down, he says viciously, glad it's all gone--I was beginning to hate it and everything it stood for--if I ever get out of here, we will forget this, leave it behind and start over--won't we? She pulls away from him, looking into his eyes.  Yes, she says. Out of all this horror, one good thing has come, he says--I've got you back again.He hugs her, but the cruel expression on her face belies what Philip believes.

I think my new accommodations are very nice, Mrs. Stoddard, says Jeb. I think you'll be comfortable, she says--and there's a room in the back where you can be your other--higher--form. He praises her for thinking of everything.  I've tried to, she says. You've done very well, he says, I like being near Collinwood--I feel like I belong. You do, she assures him--we've waited such a long time for you, sometimes it seems as if this family just kept this house waiting for you, until you were ready to take over. Very soon, promises Jeb. Perhaps you should move in now, suggests Liz--should I ask Barnabas? NO! says Jeb quickly, don't ask Barnabas anything. Why not? asks Liz. Barnabas is no longer our leader, says Jeb--he betrayed me, so don't consult Barnabas on anything--is that clear? Should I keep him out of Collinwood, too? asks Liz. No, says Jeb, not yet, I want Barnabas to be an outsider, but not so far outside he can't see what's happening. He grins.

Old House - Julia sleeps in a chair in the drawing room, awakening when she hears Barnabas coming up from the basement. They smile at each other. One more day safely past, he tells her, thanks to you. Yes, but I have a feeling the night won't be so safe, she says--I'm frightened. Don't be, he says. He turns to leave.  "Don't go out," asks Julia.  I must, he insists--no matter what happens, there is one more thing that I must do."

Megan returns to Collinwood. Did you see him? Liz asks. Yes, says Megan--it must seem strange to the rest of the world--the woman whose husband was killed, in the same house as the woman whose husband confessed to his murder... Will Philip will stick to his confession, or is there danger he will tell the truth? asks Liz.  No danger, says Megan, as long as he feels sorry for me. What about you, asks Liz, are you feeling sorry for yourself? I've never been happier in my life, responds Megan with a horribly creepy grin.

Jail - A bat joins Philip in his cell and becomes Barnabas. How did you get in here? demands Philip. Quiet, please! says Barn. Where did you come from, who let you in? persists Philip. No one knows I'm here, says Barnabas--let's keep it that way.  There's something different, strange about you, says Philip--I don't understand it, it frightens me. Don't be frightened, I'm here to help you, Barnabas assures him--they're going to accuse you and try you for three murders you didn't commit. And hang me for them, I know that, agrees Philip, but if I make one move to get out of here, Megan will die--Jeb has made that quite clear--she's his hostage for my continuing good behavior. Megan is not Jeb's hostage, but his slave, his worshipper, corrects Barnabas. I don't know what to believe anymore, sighs Philip, I just doesn't know--I thought I'd be able to steal that box, and almost did.  I completely understand, says Barnabas, you had no power over this, anymore than I did after he changed me into this vile creature of the night. Philip looks at him, light dawning, and backs away. "A creature of the night!" he cries. Don't draw away from me, please, begs Barnabas, I will not harm you, believe me!  I didn't betray you to Jeb, explains Philip, he already knew about you--someone else betrayed you.

Carriage house - Philip asked me to go away with him, Megan chortles to Jeb--leave everything. What did you say? asks Jeb. I said I would, she gloats--if he ever gets out of jail. They laugh together.  Oh, but I wouldn't go anywhere with him, she says--that weak, spineless...  You loved him once, Jeb reminds her. That was until my eyes were opened to the truth, she says--Philip said he was glad the antique shop was gone--well so am I!--it reminded me of him--here there is nothing to remind me of him, it is perfect, and that room will be perfect for you in your higher form--I'll consecrate it immediately. No, you can't, says Jeb, stopping her. But I did before, she protests. The consecration didn't come from you, says Jeb, but from Oberon, and the dream. We can't wait for a dream, says Megan. Can't we? asks Jeb--there is plenty of time. No, you must have your room now, says Megan. I don't want it now, he says, looking into the fire. What did you say? she asks. He repeats it--I don't want my room, that was just fine when I was younger and had to change, but now I'm in a different form, I am me, and I don't see any reason not to remain in this form. She kneels beside him and says, "YOU are what's in that room--Jeb is only what the world sees!"  But the world seems to like it fine, says Jeb. "You mean Carolyn Stoddard seems to like it fine!" says Megan angrily. He looks at her furious face and asks, what if she does?  I didn't give up everything in my life so that someone like Carolyn Stoddard could have another date to take her to dinner! snarls Megan. Jeb smiles. If you want her, then it must be the way the book demands--the Leviathan way, asserts Megan. Why, would you be jealous otherwise? asks Jeb, rising to stand beside her. I've given up a lot for you, she reminds him. So you keep telling me, he says, and I'm tired of hearing it, and of your thinking of me as Michael or Alexander, someone you have a special hold over--because things have changed--I'm different--and things between us are different. He leans in close, Megan, uncomfortable, says hesitantly, that isn't true...  Jeb grabs her into his arms and kisses her.  Megan responds passionately, twining her arms around him. When they separate, he smiles and asks, "Isn't it?" Thunder roars. Megan scared, pulls away from him and asks, "Jeb, what did you do?" The front door blows open.  What's happening? cries Megan. Jeb looks outside--something is there, he says--who is it?Who is it? echoes Megan.  She turns to Jeb and asks, "Who did you make angry?" Frightened, Jeb stares into the night...

NOTES: I know who's at the door, but I won't say. We'll find out soon enough.

What's this? Is incest best? Is Mama Megan giving in to lusty temptation for her own hot boy child? Her attitude toward Philip is so cruel and undeserved. They were once so happy, and their wrecked marriage infuriates me more than anything else in this storyline.

Barnabas and Julia seemed especially close today, and when he came upstairs from his day in the coffin, it wasn't so much a vampire man with his protector as a husband and wife meeting for dinner after a hard day at their respective offices. Their smiles were genuine and caring.

Now Jeb doesn't even want to revert to his Leviathan form, and he was just telling someone he prefers it. Has love humanized Jeb?

Great scene with Barnabas and Philip, who must have thought he was about to become vampire food. Barnabas really does care about making sure he doesn't fry for Jeb's crimes--or does he?


953 - A mysterious hatted man stands in the doorway.  Jeb, you always goes too far, he says. Who are you? demands Jeb--come into this room! Be sure you really want me, the man warns, still standing in the shadows, for once you see me you'll know you have to follow my orders!-- I've watched you, both of you, make your mistakes, his more disastrous than yours, Megan; I've watched your blundering, your ineptitude, and I've come to save the Leviathans--"Let there be light, for I am tired of eternal darkness!" The lights flare back on.  Standing there, handsome and angry, is...  You may call me Nicholas Blair, instructs the man.  That name means nothing to me, sheers Jeb.  It will, Nicholas assures him--Megan, allow me to be alone with Jeb, for we have much to discuss--tell no one I am here, warns Blair, for you can be punished more easily than he, and the name I use it known here--I shall make myself known to the proper people at the proper time--go! Nicholas orders her, pointing to the door with his gray gloves.  She exits. Nicholas approaches Jeb, who is staring into the fire. Shall you give your explanations now for the crimes you've committed? asks Nicholas--the chances you have taken, the power you have usurped-- before we go into what will happen to you now?--look at me! demands Blair, for I can change anything, Jeb, even Carolyn's feelings for you. Jeb looks at him when he hears this threat. Begin--now, commands Blair.

Collinwood - Carolyn, wearing her nightgown, turns off lights in the drawing room. She hears a door slam--Megan is home. You frightened me, says Carolyn--it's nerves, that's all--it's storming--Megan, do you feel a presence in this room? No, answers Megan unconvincingly, turning on a light, you're simply exhausted. I suppose you're right, says Carolyn, I haven't been sleeping well, it's as if I'm afraid to go to sleep, that I'll have the dream again. Tell me the dream, says Megan.  It's too insane, says Carolyn--Jeb, with blood on his hands. Megan turns away, once more angry and jealous. I keep having it, says Carolyn--each time it goes one step further. What was the last dream? asks Megan.  I don't even want to think about it, says Carolyn. It would be better, says Megan--you should talk about it.  Where did you came from? asks Carolyn.  The coach house, says Megan--Jeb is quite settled, she assures her.,.and will be fine, just fine.

Jeb and Nicholas are seated in the coach house.  I only did what I had to do, insists Jeb. The state will hang Philip, says Blair--you sacrificed one of us--another game you were playing just as you were when you brought that sheriff back to life--if his state can be called that--every move unwise, and the most unwise was Barnabas Collins--you made him a vampire, made him totally useless to us--a shabby performance indeed, and a dangerous one--he will be after you and relentless about it!  I will take care of him, promises Jeb. NO!!!! bellows Nicholas--we must destroy Barnabas Collins, he says, his face shaking--now, Jebez, we have come to your most serious deviation--you never want to change into your Leviathan form again, do you? Jeb looks nervous. You want to be human, accuses Nicholas, which for a Leviathan is the greatest sin.  Jeb's eyes reveal that Nicholas' accusations are true.  Give me the box, commands Nicholas--do you think I'm going to let you stand in the way of the return of the Leviathans?--this was MY idea, the resurrection of the Leviathans, I will not see it fail; now the box--for the next time Carolyn sees you, she will run from you as she did when she saw you as you truly are. Jeb, miserable, reluctantly gives Nicholas the box.  I will consecrate the room so you can change into what you really are, insists Blair--do you understand?--answer me!  Yes, says Jeb. Wait here, orders Nicholas, entering the adjoining room. Jeb, furious, sits down by the fireplace, then stands and says a firm no. He heads for exit door, but when he arrives there, Nicholas is there, grinning at him--"You see, Jeb, I can anticipate your every move."

Nicholas laughs--am I going to have to keep proving my powers?--I hope not, that would be unbelievably boring for both of us. Your room is ready for you now, Jeb. You'll not mind it so much once you're in changed.  Please don't make me change, begs Jeb.  I have no choice, insists Nicholas--there's no harm in telling you my last endeavor on earth took place here also, and was a failure--I don't like being punished for failure, and won't do so a second time--get in your room, Jeb.You cannot kill me, says Nicholas, not even in that other form--yes, I can read your mind, believe it now, and save yourself all the trouble. I may not be able to kill you in that room, says Jeb, but I promise you'll regret it. I'll take that chance, says Nicholas smoothly. They stare at each other.  Jeb hesitates at the door. Go in, says Nicholas.  Jeb obeys. Once the door closes behind Jeb, Nicholas summons Bruno, who has been waiting outside. Bruno notes there is no sign of breathing.  He's sulking, of course, says Nicholas. Does he know you spoke to me, that I told you where he was? asks Bruno. No, Nicholas assures him--you're afraid of him, aren't you?  I don't want him thinking ill of me, says Bruno. Don't worry about that, says Nicholas, I'll protect you. As long as I'm useful to you, says Bruno. Yes, agrees Nicholas. They listen at the door.  Is that where the change takes place? asks Bruno--whether Jeb wants it or not? He can delay it, but that's all, says Blair.  They hear the LLB breathing issuing from the room.Nicholas assures Bruno all is well; together, they laugh.

Carolyn dreams, twisting her head on the pillow, murmuring, not again!  She dreams of Jeb's bloody hands, asking him what he's done. He laughs uproariously. The door opens and she sees a dead body. What is that? she asks, terrified--Jeb, you've killed someone. He shuts the door, if she believes that. She demands to know whose body that was.  He continues to laugh and assures her there's no body in there.  Blood pours from under the door; she screams at him not to touch her, even as he continues to insist there is no body there. Silence.  Jeb is gone. Carolyn opens the door with the blood pouring out from under it and enters. What's happened to the room, she asks, the body? She finds herself out in the woods, a coffin sitting there, in the cemetery.  Who's calling me to come here--who wants me here? she asks--open it, she tells herself, find out whose body is there, why Jeb has blood on his hands. The coffin opens by itself, but Carolyn can't bring herself to look. She wanders back to the empty coffin, wondering, what was the person who was there trying to tell me?--whose grave was it? She screams when she comes across a headstone that tells her--Paul Stoddard!The dream comes to an end as it began--with a swirling disco ball. Carolyn awakens and sits up, gasping in horror.

Bruno, I disagree with the sacrifice of Philip Todd, says Nicholas--but perhaps Jeb is right--someone had to pay for the already-committed murders--but there must be no more killings while Philip is in jail--and that is your responsibility. I'm glad you came, says Bruno, now our day will arrive sooner. True, says Nicholas, and I plan to be in Collinwood just as soon as possible. He puts on his hat. Why Collinwood? asks Bruno.  Even though there is a reason, says Nicholas, that's the one question you cannot ask--a most important reason. He leaves. Bruno listens to the heavy breathing coming from the other room, grins, and sits down in a chair. The breathing stops. Bruno rises from the chair, calling to Jeb. He enters the room and the door swings closed behind him. Bruno faces the creature, gesturing frantically to it, yelling--"I didn't betray you, just told him where you were--don't kill me! DON'T!"

Backed against the door, Bruno pleads for his life--I tried to get in good with him for your sake as much as mine, I swear it! Trust me, we'll know what he's going to do before he does it. Stay away from me!  Don't come any closer!  He runs out of the room. Bruno? asks Jeb plaintively, back in human form. You were going to kill me! accuses Bruno. IT was, corrects Jeb--IT was. You and it are the same in that room, says Bruno. I don't want to be like that, ever, says Jeb, I swear I don't!--if I were only human!  Don't even say that! cries Bruno, I want to be like you are in there! You aren't in love, says Jeb, and leaves the coach house, Bruno calling after him.

Carolyn stares at herself in the foyer mirror, wondering what does the dream means--my father's grave?--why my father's grave?. . .Father, speak to me, she begs, tell me whatever it is you want to say! She closes her eyes, then turns from the mirror, confused. There's a knock at the door-- Jeb. I had to come, he says.  Why? she asks. I had a feeling, he says. That I was in trouble? she asks. I don't know--are you? he asks.  You reassured me before about my dream, she says, I keep having it, and it keeps going on. What's going on now? he asks, not really wanting to know. If we went to my father's grave tonight, she says, his coffin would be empty. This shocks Jeb--what do you mean? I don't know, I was in the graveyard in my dream, to find out who'd been killed.  She turns, sees his guilty face, and asks what's wrong.  Nothing, he says.  She goes into his arms--there's some truth in that dream, she murmurs, what is it?--what? Megan comes downstairs--Carolyn, I went to your room to give you a sleeping pill. Jeb breaks away from Carolyn and nearly trips on something--she's very upset, he says--take the pill, Carolyn. She accepts the proffered pill and water Megan is holding. Take Carolyn upstairs, says Jeb. I'm sorry, Jeb, says Carolyn  He kisses her--don't worry anymore, he says. Megan is pissed off and jealous. As Carolyn drifts to the stairs, Jeb orders Megan, meet me at Paul's gave as soon as Carolyn is asleep. Megan nods, seething.

Graveyard - Jeb digs up Paul's gave (he lived form 1920-1970).

Megan tucks Carolyn in bed--you'll sleep well, without dreams, promises Megan. Carolyn thanks her and reaches to turn out her light.

Jeb has dug up Paul's gave; the coffin is out of the ground. Of course Stoddard will be there, insists Megan--you're just being hysterical--you won't even open it, she taunts. He's working against me, wails Jeb. Of course he is, says Megan, because you killed him, and it's your own fault!--Jeb, let's not fight, she begs, this is ridiculous, all of it!  We'll see, says Jeb, opening the coffin. He is! exclaims Jeb--he knows!  Inside lies Paul Stoddard--grinning, eyes wide open. He's smiling! cries Megan.  Staring at me, says Jeb--gloating, he's going to tell her!--I'm going to burn it--we must burn the body!Paul smiles up at them.

NOTE: Yes, that face is hysterical, absolutely a riot. They must have taken a photo of Dennis for this very occasion, and what an expression! It rather steals the drama from the scene, but it's priceless, not a blooper, but a real funny bone tickler.

Nicholas is back, and we've got him! Looking even more handsome and debonair, we now learn he is the creator of this Leviathan idea from the start! Or did they just bring him back as a ratings ploy? One can only imagine the punishment he endured at the hands of his master for his last failure, and doesn't want that to happen again. He was impeccable here, and it's so much fun to see him again.

Jeb wants to be human now! He was so thrilled with himself in his ugly form, what happened? Is it the power of love, and Huey Lewis and the News would say?

Megan is so jealous, it's wild to see Jeb's former mommy hankering to be his lover. Kinky, DS, very kinky! Makes one nervous that she's giving Carolyn pills, because one senses she wants to get rid of her at this point, stealing her foster son for her very own.

Love, Robin

948 - The bat flies up and down in the cage, squeaking wildly.  Jeb promises the creature, you'll meet Barnabas Collins very soon.

When Barnabas enters Collinwood, Julia anxiously asks where he's been. I had a long talk with Jeb, says Barn, during which we resolved our differences, reaffirmed our belief in the cause, and parted as friends, for the time being--when this period of peace is over, what then? What do you mean? asks Julia. After I spoke to Jeb, explains Barn, I went for a long walk and wondered what the ultimate struggle that must take place between me and Jeb will mean to my friends, the ones I love--I thought of the possibility of people getting hurt--and of Josette--how can I really do anything if Josette is their hostage?--if moving against them will mean terrible torture for her? Barnabas, if you don't fight...begins Julia. "I know," he finishes, "Carolyn and everyone else will face an inhuman fate.

Jeb returns to the antique shop with his grotesque pet.  He asks Philip, don't you know that all work and no play make Philip a dull boy?  Annoyed, Philip says, someone has to look after the shop. Does someone? asks Jeb--what are you up to now? Taking inventory of new merchandise, says Philip--but something is missing. Jeb holds up the covered cage.  Why did you take that? demands Philip. Jeb pulls the cage out of his reach--"I needed it," he says, "and not for catching woodlarks."  What do you have in there? Philip asks.  Wouldn't you like to know? taunts Jeb--well, you're not going to. I couldn't care less, says Philip--I already know--probably something to make someone die. Jeb laughs--it's not something to make anyone die--not directly--you've got the wrong idea--as a matter of fact, you always have the wrong idea--and I'm going to do something about it. Jeb gets in Philip's face, looking for all the world like he's going to kiss him.

Collinwood drawing room - The Leviathans know how to use our human feelings against us, Julia, says Barnabas.  What can you do? she asks.  While I was walking through the woods, says Barn, I about the dreadful choice I would have to make and decided there was only one way to fight them--Julia, we must contact Josette's (Julia's, he said first) spirit and find out the truth. Do you think she'll tell us? asks Julia.  I don't know, but I plan to try, he says. When? she asks.  Immediately, says Barnabas--who else is in the house? Only Maggie, says Julia. Good, smiles Barnabas, her psychic strength can help us--go get her. Julia leaves to do so.

10 PM - The trio assembles for the seance. Barnabas orders the ladies, join hands with me, keep the circle complete. I call to the spirit who once lived and loved here, he says--remember that life and love, hear us, from the darkness of the world you now inhabit, the everlasting depths of the grave, hear us, join our circle! Julia suggests, if Josette is a prisoner, they'll stop her from coming. We will open the door for her, says Barn--make it possible for Josette to escape for a while and join us--Josette, break the barrier and join our circle! The chandelier overhead begins to tinkle and the candle blows out. Julia wonders if it's Josette. Barnabas calls to the spirit, "If you are Josette, speak to us!" Maggie goes into a trance, moaning. Josette is with us, says Barnabas. Her or someone else from beyond, says Julia. It is I, mon cher, says Josette, it was so difficult to come here...

Josette's signature music begins to play in the background. Why it was difficult for you to come here? asks Barn--were the Leviathans guarding you? "I know of no Leviathans," murmurs Josette. This shocks Barnabas--are you sure?  I know of no Leviathans, reiterates Josette. How did you die? asks Barnabas. When you did not come to meet me, I took poison, says Josette--I could not live without you, and I knew this time, it would be forever. Barnabas' forehead crinkles. That night in my room, says Josette, I vowed you would never hurt me, that I would never hurt you again--I can hurt you, I know it, I know in some way I can keep you from doing something you must, unless we are free from each other completely. Are you only saying this to set me free to fight, because you know the Leviathans and what they can do to hurt you? asks Barnabas.  "I know of no Leviathans!" repeats Josette.  I wonder if you are concealing something from me, says Barnabas. I am not concealing anything, I swear, she says--come to my grave, I will show you tonight--come to my grave... Maggie's head falls to the table. Julia rouses the younger woman, patting her face and assuring her, you're all right. She helps her to the sofa.  What happened? asks Maggie. We had a seance and you fainted, says Julia. That girl, was she able to help? asks Maggie. We reached her, says Barnabas, I'll know tonight, but if she can help us, we will begin to move against the Leviathans almost immediately. What first? asks Maggie. First, we must destroy the Leviathan box, says Barnabas, then they won't be able to convert others and they will know who our enemies are. If the box is destroyed, what will happen next? asks Maggie--how will you get the box?--Jeb guards it very carefully. Jeb won't let Barnabas near it, says Julia, despite the friendship they seem to have forged. (Ima Fly makes a cameo appearance here.) We've got to find it, they've got to! insists Barn. Carolyn enters the dark room, remarking, what a cheerful group you are!  She turns on the light--didn't anyone notice it was dark in here?  (Must have wondered exactly what Barnabas, Julia and Maggie were doing in the dark.)  How are you feeling? asks Julia. Wonderful, grins Carolyn, getting away from here was a fine idea, but now that I'm back, I intend to have some fun. She picks up the phone.  Who are you calling? asks Barnabas. "Can't I have any secrets from you?" she smiles. "Hello?" she says, "It's Carolyn. I'm calling to remind you you have one unused date, Jeb." Barnabas looks worried. "Would you like to collect it tonight?" continues Carolyn--"that would be perfect" She eyes the trio after she hangs up and says, "It's true, I do owe him a date, and I like to keep things like that straight." She leaves the room.  He'll be busy with her, Barnabas says--we can go ahead with our plan!

Antique shop - Maggie stops by and greets Philip. You've had enough time with Barnabas Collins, says Jeb--what have you found out?  Nothing, she says, I don't think Barnabas trusts me. "I don't think I trust YOU," says Jeb. Maggie looks at him.  Philip reminds Jeb--Carolyn is waiting for you. That's right, agrees a happy Jeb, who takes his jacket and bids them good night. Maggie and Philip gaze at each other. She peeks out the shade on the door and says, Philip, Barnabas wants to see you--to meet him someplace, and you're not to tell Jeb. Why? asks Philip. Maggie simply stares at him.  Philip says, "Never mind, you don't have to tell me--I understand completely!"

Leviathan altar - This certainly has been a night for conversations, Barnabas, says Philip--Jeb talked to me earlier, accusing me of being weak--I told Jeb I'd try to do better, and one of the things I promised him was that I'd keep my eye on you to make sure you're as loyal as you should be. Now you know, says Barnabas--you can leave here and go to him and tell him everything, how I plotted against him.  "He was right about me," interrupts Philip, "I am NOT a strong Leviathan, and I don't need your help to undermine my faith, I have reasons of my own--two murders among them--and Megan, what they've done to Megan--that's my reason for hating them, Barnabas, that's my reasons for wanting to fight them, no matter what it costs me." It will cost you nothing, promises Barnabas, (famous last words!)  we will get away free, if my plan works--it will be dangerous, and your part in it will be very dangerous. What am I to do? asks Philip. Steal the Leviathan box from Jeb's room when I give you the signal, says Barnabas--will you do that?Yes, promises Philip eagerly--to pay Jeb back for all he's stolen from ME!

Carolyn fixes her hair in front of the mirror and answers Jeb's knock--I'm glad you're early, she says. She takes and hangs up his coat.  I've been thinking about you a lot lately, she says, and people always seem different in your thoughts. I wish I could read your mind, he says fervently, and know exactly how you feel about me--and I warn you, I'm working on it. He puts his hands on her shoulders; she caresses his arms. "And I'll help you," she says softly--"I care about you." Caring is for distant cousins and elderly aunts, says Jeb. How do you want me to feel about you? she asks. Moving in close, he says, "I want you to love me, and want me, need me--think you can manage that?" I can try, she promises.  They kiss, lengthily, deeply and with tremendous passion.

Barnabas goes to Josette's grave. Everyone is ready to go, to move against the Leviathans, except me, muses Barnabas--I can't as long as I have any doubt about you, Josette. Her music begins to play.  Barnabas calls, "Who is it? Who's there?--Josette, is that you?"  She appears, lovely in her wedding gown and veil, minus the protruding golf eyeball. It is I, she says, and I will tell you what you must know, how and forever. "You asked me if the Leviathans held me prisoner," she murmurs, "they do not, but you hold me, just as I hold you with my love--but now the time has come for both of us to go free." I cannot be free without you, protests Barnabas. "But you must," insists Josette, "for I belong to the past: for you there is a future, with someone else." But I don't want anyone else, says Barnabas. "Then you must be lonely, for you cannot have me," she tells him sadly--"But you will find someone else, I know it, and when you do, give her this." She hands him a ring. "The ring that you gave to me, give to her," says Josette, "whoever she may be." Barnabas takes the emerald and diamond ring into his own hand."This ring," says Josette, "a sign of your freedom--and of mine." She begins to fade.  Barnabas begs, "Don't leave me, Josette, it's too cruel!"  He surveys the ring, illuminated from the lightning of the storm.

Carolyn and Jeb kiss in the Collinwood foyer. "Carolyn!" murmurs Jeb, holding her tightly.  She clings to him, too. "I always want you to be with me, think of me, and dream of me," says Jeb.  Her face changes, turning from dreamy and lovestruck to upset. I did dream of you, she says, the other night, and I didn't like it--it wasn't an ordinary dream, it took place in the antique shop, and you told me that you were Michael, Alexander and the baby--you had blood on your hands, and I was frightened--Jeb, what's the matter, you seem frightened, too?  I'm just upset you would think such a thing of me, laments Jeb--blood on my hands. She apologizes--I didn't mean to see you that way, I didn't cause the dream. She presses his hand to her face. Of course, he says.  They hug. The clock chimes.  I told a friend named Bruno we would meet him at the Blue Whale, says Jeb. Carolyn isn't thrilled to hear they're meeting someone else tonight.  He's sharp, says Jeb--you'll like him, come along. Wait a minute, she protests, trying to pull away, I'm not sure...  Barnabas enters and greets them. We're going somewhere, says Jeb.  Carolyn corrects him--Jeb is, I'm not--I just don't feel like meeting someone new tonight--go on. That's ridiculous! says Jeb.  Ridiculous or not, says Carolyn, that's the way I feel about it--good night, she bids both men. Jeb calls up to her, wait a minute, but she's gone, disappeared upstairs.  A pissed off Jeb swings around Barnabas, takes his jacket, and leaves without a word. Barnabas picks up the phone and dials Philip--is Megan asleep?--Jeb just left and is on his way to the Blue Whale--that will give you enough time to do what must be done.

Upstairs at the antique shop, Philip enters Jeb's room. It contains a table and lamp, which Philip switches on. He searches the semi-dark room and finds the Leviathan box in a portable closet. His task complete, he turns off the lamp and leaves the room. When he goes downstairs, he runs into Jeb, turns on the light and asks, "Going somewhere, Philip?...isn't it a bit TOO LATE?"

NOTES: Oh, my, I was actually wondering if perhaps Philip was in cahoots with Jeb to "get" Barnabas, but it appears that Philip's passionate declaration that he wants out is true. What will happen to the poor guy now that he's been caught stealing the box? And what will happen to Barnabas at the fangs of that bat in the box?

Carolyn and Jeb were getting very chummy there, smooching out in the foyer. Perhaps the attraction is purely physical? Wonder if she'd want to cuddle up that close if she could see him in his true form? All that slime would sure mess up a gal's clothes and hair.

How poignant that Josette frees Barnabas from his commitment to her, if we never did see him give her the ring she returned to him.  Figures the woman, even if a ghost, would be the practical one! I always wondered why Josette didn't seem to have any sort of engagement ring from Barnabas. He's going to give it to someone, but I won't spoil and reveal who.


949 - Where were you going, Philip? asks Jeb--"You're going to take that box to someone, weren't you?"  Stammering, Philip finally answering yes, but refuses to tell him who. You don't have to tell me who, taunts Jeb, there's only one person it could be--and he's fooled me for a long time, but no more. Jeb takes the box away from Philip and says, if Barnabas wants the box, he can have it. This generosity puzzles Philip. Jeb adds, "When I'm ready. Philip, I'm a very obliging fellow," says Jeb, turning on the light--"I give people exactly what they want. You, for instance, made it clear from the beginning what you wanted is death--you couldn't have been stupid enough to act the way you have from the beginning unless you wanted to die, so I can only assume... " No!" cries Philip.  Jeb, reaching for a candleholder "...I'm going to give you what you want tonight--right now!"  Again, Philip cries, "NO!"Jeb lifts the candlestick high; Philip's face contorts in terror. Someone knocks.  Philip squeaks out, "Just a minute." Jeb puts down the candleholder--you're lucky, he tells his foster father, but your luck will run out very soon. The visitor is Lawrence Guthrie, from Augusta, investigating the mysterious murders in town--I know it's late, but I'd like to come in. Philip is more than happy to invite him in.  Jeb requests his ID. This is Jeb Hawkes, our boarder, introduces Philip. Guthrie takes out his wallet and shows his ID to Jeb, then says, Mr. Todd, I want to ask you the same questions Davenport asked. I don't mind, says Philip--I'll tell you anything I can--we were very upset about Davenport.  Why? asks Jeb, when such a man dies in the line of duty, isn't that the way he wants to go?Guthrie looks at the grinning Jeb and suggests, that's an odd point of view.  Mr. Todd, how long was Paul Stoddard here the night he was murdered?  Just a few minutes, responds Philip. Where did he stand? queries Guthrie. About where you're standing now, replies Philip. So he was never near that door? asks Guthrie. No, unless it was during the time my wife Megan came up to get him, says Philip. Jeb watches, his tongue thrust into his right cheek. I don't think so, adds Philip--I think the minute she left the room, he ran out--she said he was in a terribly disturbed state. Philip offers to awaken Megan to speak to Guthrie.  Don't bother, says the lawman--I'll talk to her another time. As the man walks around the shop, Jeb and Philip stare at each other. Jeb saunters up to the guy and asks, what were those questions about?--I'd like to know. I'd like to know a few things, too, says Guthrie--may I see your ID?  I wasn't here the night of the murders, says Jeb, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to Guthrie. Yes, I know--where were you? asks Guthrie. Traveling, replies Jeb, cross-country, on both business and pleasure--I'm a photographer. You must have gotten some interesting pictures, remarks Guthrie--I'd like to see them someday--I'm an amateur photographer myself. He hands Jeb back his ID and says goodnight. Wait, says Philip hastily, I was just about to go out, I'll walk with you. Jeb cunningly asks Philip, do you want me to tell Megan you're going out?  Megan? repeats Philip, as though not remembering the name. She might be very upset you left, points out Jeb. Philip agrees--sorry, Inspector Guthrie, but I had better stay--my wife has been very nervous since these murders started. Guthrie leaves without him, not saying another word. Philip is furious. I've changed my mind about killing you, says Jeb--but if you ever get any ideas about betraying me, Megan is going to regret it very much.

Collinwood drawing room - Amy draws.  What is that? asks Carolyn, taking it from her to look at it.  --why are you drawing that?  It's pretty, the child answers. Carolyn disagrees--it's the last thing in the world I'd call it--what gave you the idea for drawing it, anyway? Mrs. Todd has one on her locket, says Amy. Philip has one on his ring, says Carolyn--I wish I could understand its fascination for everyone--it makes me feel uncomfortable. Quentin enters the room, sending Amy darting into Carolyn's arms. "Don't let him in here!" she cries. Carolyn assures her there's no reason to be frightened--I know this man who scared you in the shop, and you were wrong, then and now. No! cries Amy, twice.  What is it about me that scares you so much? asks Quentin.  You look like the ghost, like Quentin Collins, says Amy. That's because he's related to the man who frightened you, says Carolyn, he's a cousin of ours, who is also named Quentin--but not the same one--how could he be?  (ask Barnabas)  Amy clings to Carolyn, hiding her face.  She's being unreasonable about this, Quentin, says Carolyn--I don't know what to do. Well I do, says Q, leave us alone a minute. No! protests Amy. Please, says Quentin, I know this moment will be very painful, but less painful than your fear of me continuing. If you say so, agrees, Carolyn--Amy, I'm going to see Mrs. Johnson for a minute. I'm going to bed, insists Amy.  Quentin wants to speak to you, Carolyn reminds her. I don't want to speak to him, says a terrified Amy.  Carolyn soothes her--there's not a reason in the world you can't speak to him. Gently, Quentin repeats Carolyn's words. Carolyn walks from the room.  Amy turns away from Quentin. "Don't turn away from me," he says, reaching to pull her around to face him.  He takes her face in his hand and asks, can you feel my touch?  (lucky gal)! There's nothing to be afraid of in my hand, he says, just as there's nothing for you to be afraid of in me. He looks straight into her eyes--I know once you were afraid of someone named Quentin Collins, but I'm not that man, I swear it (but he's lying and we know it)!

Philip looks over an array of photos, amazed to see they're taken from around the country--and with the same kind of camera Jeb has. I have some followers loyal enough to get me anything I need, says Jeb, but this isn't going to do--that special investigator didn't like me--I can tell the way people feel about me--and I'm going to take care of him.  What if he didn't like you? asks Philip--you were rude to him, why should he like you--you answered all his questions, and weren't even here the night Paul died.

Guthrie, of the Augusta police, is on the phone, requesting, "anything you can find on Jeb Hawkes"--and he spells the last name.

Amy runs into the shop, calling Jeb--I'm so frightened of Quentin, because of what he is, I wasn't sure, but now I am--I had a dream, I was sure, no matter what anyone says--it was a terrible dream--David was missing--I went into this room, I heard his music (we see Amy's dream played out). The gramophone in Quentin's room is covered with cobwebs.  Amy enters the room, calling  David--there's something I must tell you, please answer. The door slams closed and Amy spots Quentin's reflection in the mirror.  "Quentin!" she calls--I came to warn you (and it's the mutton-chopped Quentin we and Amy see)--they're on their way here now, Maggie and Barnabas, they think David's here, and they know all about this room, and they're coming to get you. He regards her with anger.  Why? she asks--I came and told you, didn't I?--I didn't tell them about the room, Maggie remembered it in a dream, I heard her telling Dr. Hoffman she was here before!--I didn't have anything to do with it, you've got to believe that. He grabs her shoulder.  Don't punish me, she begs, please!Quentin speaks, "You will not tell Maggie, you will not tell Julia, you not tell anyone, especially Jeb!" He knew about you, points out Amy, and you weren't here then--somehow, this Quentin Collins is the same ghost who scared me before, and I'm still afraid of him. You don't need to be, says Jeb, not this time, I'll take care of it. He pats her hair--I'll take care of anyone who gets in my way. He grabs his jacket--I'll take you to Collinwood--pay a visit. Carolyn's busy talking to a Mr. Guthrie now, says Amy. I think I'll see her anyhow, says Jeb.  The two of them leave the shop. Philip enters, gazing after them.

"Then, Dr. Hoffman found him in front of the shop," explains Carolyn haltingly--she took him to Professor Stokes' flat, where he was killed. Guthrie thanks her for the information--I know it's been hard to talk about, he says--I also spoke to Philip Todd last night. Poor Philip, says Carolyn, there's been so much talk about the shop... Guthrie asks, do you believe any of it?  No, she says.  I also met Jeb Hawkes, adds Guthrie.  Carolyn smiles--your tone tells me you didn't like him, she says. Yours tells me that you do, comments Guthrie. Yes, I do, very much, says Carolyn. She answers the phone; we see it's Philip, still wearing his Naga ring, covering the phone with a handkerchief, asking to speak to Guthrie at once (do people really believe that changes their voices)?

Philip removes the handkerchief from the phone after Carolyn gives it to Guthrie. There's something I forgot to tell you last night, says Philip, introducing himself. I'll be right over, says the latter. No, not now, says Jeb, my wife Megan is here, and Jeb has gone to Collinwood and is coming right back, so come tonight at nine--Megan will be at a farm auction and Jeb having dinner with Carolyn--I'll be alone--one more thing, Inspector, says Philip, don't tell Carolyn or anyone else I called. No, of course not, agrees Guthrie, and hangs up. Carolyn asks, was it important?  Very important indeed, he replies.

9 PM - Philip unlocks the door and admits Guthrie. I'm going to tell you how Paul Stoddard was killed and who killed him, announces Philip.  I'm shocked you know, says Guthrie. It's an incredible, horrible story, says Philip, and it's going to be hard for you to believe.  Do you want to talk here or at the police station? asks Guthrie. The latter, says Philip, but before we go, I have something to show you--a room upstairs--it's an important part of the story. Philip leads him to THE room--go right in, he says. Guthrie does so.  Philip waits outside. Guthrie turns on the light and finds himself face to face with the heavily-breathing LLB monster. Let me out! begs Guthrie.  Instead, Philip turns the key, locking him in.  Guthrie screams as Jeb turns him to Leviathan Death Stew. Hearing the man's screams, Philip looks sickened. The heaving breathing dies away.  Jeb knocks to be let out and tells Philip--he won't be asking anymore questions--don't be so upset, you did your job well--Megan would have been proud of you. Megan? repeats Philip, looking pleased. You did your job very well, repeats Jeb--now let's see if you can do the rest of it.

10 PM - Carolyn runs to answer the knock at the door. It's Quentin, who anxiously asks for Barnabas. He's not here, says Carolyn. I'm supposed to meet him here, says Quentin--we'd like to talk to you.  I'm going out with Jeb, if he ever gets here, says Carolyn. You can't do that, insists Quentin. I'd like to know why not, says Carolyn.  You'll find out when Barnabas gets here, he says.  Suppose Jeb arrives first? she asks. I'll take care of Jeb, says Quentin. I'm sick and tired of all this, she complains--everything becomes a mystery, I can't even have a simple dinner with someone without people acting... He walks away from her.  Either you tell me what's going on or I'll go meet Jeb in town, she threatens--I've had all I can take for one day. He agrees to begin without Barnabas--I want to discuss your father's murderer. Do you know who it is? she asks--who?  I want to wait for Barnabas, he says.  Please tell me! she begs--why is it so difficult, is it someone I know, someone I care about?--who is it, tell me? Jeb Hawkes, reveals Quentin. Infuriated, Carolyn reminds him--Jeb wasn't even in Collinsport when my father was murdered. He was, says Quentin, you just couldn't realize it. I realize much more than you thinks, says Carolyn, that you and Barnabas are determined to keep me from seeing Jeb and don't care how you do it--you'll even use my grief over my father to keep us apart. It's the truth, says Quentin, Jeb did murder your father. Prove it, demands Carolyn. All right, I'll tell you everything! says Quentin. Jeb bursts in--I couldn't come, he says--something just happened at that antique shop--Guthrie was just murdered, and they got the murderer, the same who killed the sheriff, your father. Who? demands Carolyn."Philip Todd--he just confessed," says Jeb. Quentin looks at him steadily, a gaze that says, we both know that's a lie.

NOTES: Whoever played Guthrie wasn't the world's greatest actor, but we lose yet another to the Leviathan Lung Brat. Does anyone remember another DS character named Guthrie, and how he succumbed to fire thanks to Laura Collins? I wonder if there was any relationship?

Carolyn was bullied by Jeb, yet seems ready to defend him, no matter what. He must give off some pheromones that are blocking her intelligence.

Poor Philip, taking the rap for Jeb's crimes. He really is a fool, but one must assume Jeb is threatening Megan. And how did Philip get all that goo on his victims, anyway?  How are they going to be able to tie him to this crime--really?

Love, Robin

944 - The werewolf tries reaching for the moon poppy, and even breaks off the flower. He starts to draw it to his mouth, but at the last moment destroys it, tipping over a couple of pieces of furniture along the way.  It leaves the cottage.

Antique shop - On the phone, Jeb accuses Maggie of "copping out" (a fave slang term back then) in getting Barnabas to reveal where Carolyn is--keep on him, orders Jeb--is that clear?--it had better be! Bruno brings the angry Jeb greetings from Portland, a charming city. Glad you think so, grumbles Jeb. What's the matter? asks Bruno, didn't Barnabas believe Maggie had a long-lost aunt there? I don't know if he did or didn't, says Jeb--he wouldn't tell her where Carolyn is. She will, says Bruno, give the girl time. I want Carolyn NOW, pouts Jeb.  Bruno laughs--now or later, it's all the same.With me and Carolyn it's now, says Jeb.  I never met a girl who could matter that much, says Bruno, hanging up his fur jacket--with me, it's always now or later. A wolf howls, Jeb. You're not listening to me, says Bruno--what's the matter? I was just remembering a poem, says Jeb--even if a man is pure at heart and says his prayers at night, he can become a werewolf when the wolfbane blooms and the moon is full and bright. What made you think of that all of a sudden? Asks Bruno.  There's a werewolf out there!--it howls--don't you hear it? asks Jeb, his face twisted in fear. I hear a dog, shrugs Bruno. Not a dog, you stupid, it's a wolf, a werewolf, says Jeb. Bruno doesn't believe it. You'd better believe it, Jeb, and do exactly as I tell you--the most dangerous of creatures, the only ones we couldn't tame--they were more ruthless and cunning than we were--they were the enemy, and we tried to drive them out, kill as many as we could, but there was always one left, and it was always howling...!  Jeb covers his ears--I can't stand that sound, stop it!

Barnabas picks up the remnants of the moon poppy, realizing Chris couldn't eat it--the human part of him submerged too quickly, and the animal could only destroy.Sabrina enters, sees the flower in Barnabas' hand and screams in misery, taking the ruined petals into her own. Barnabas tries to comfort her, re-introducing himself--I'm trying to help Chris, too, he says. Nothing can help him now, she sobs. Don't think that way, says Barnabas. What other way is there to think? she asks bitterly--he's going to be killed tonight, I know it. You only fear it, amends Barn. No, she says, staring down at the flower, I know it, he will be killed as surely as this flower is destroyed, and it will be my fault--if I hadn't brought the flower, he wouldn't have stayed here by himself--he wouldn't have been able to get out into the woods where someone could get him! Barnabas assures her--he's gone out there before, he'll come back alive.  Not this time, she moans, I wish there was some way to tell him I only wanted to help--I wish I were in the woods with him now. Even if you were, you couldn't make him understand, says Barnabas--tomorrow. No, tonight, insists Sabrina, it's the only way I can save him. You're frightened, upset, saying things that make no sense, insists Barnabas. They do make sense, she says, I don't know why, but they do--I am the one person he won't hurt, or kill--he didn't kill me before, and won't now--that's why I must go to him. You're going home, says Barnabas, and I'm taking you there!  No, she cries. Then I'm giving you some brandy (?) because we must talk about it! he says.  There's nothing more to say, says Sabrina. There's a great deal more to say, insists Barn, pouring a brandy, because when Chris is himself again, the desire you have to help him will mean the only thing...he turns and sees she has gone. Come back! he calls out to her--you can't go into the woods alone--but she doesn't respond.  He heads into the woods to find her, still screaming her name.

The werewolf prowls the woods, searching for a victim.

Barnabas searches the woods for Sabrina, calling, answer if you can hear me!--you must! There's no sign of her, but she must be someplace, figures Barnabas--perhaps I'll get some of the Collinwood servants to help...  (Good luck finding them.)

Jeb covers his ears against the howling of the werewolf. Bruno assures him the creature has gone off somewhere else, but Jeb knows he'll be back. When he comes back, I'll be ready for him, says Bruno, drawing out a gun--just like I'll take care of all your enemies. (toady!)  What's that for? asks Jeb. It's best to kill, says Bruno. That won't do you any good, says Jeb, silver is needed, he isn't like any other of our enemies. We'll see what happens when he faces my gun, brags Bruno. It won't do you any good! insists Jeb.  I've got to go, says Bruno, if only to prove to you I don't talk--I do what has to be done, no matter how dangerous. The werewolf howls.  Jeb, like a scared child, covers his ears.

Barnabas returns to Collinwood. The phone rings, he answers. It's Angelique--I'm glad I found you there, she says--I must see you, come to the island immediately--I won't discuss it on the phone. You must! he insists.  Angelique refuses. Is Carolyn all right? he asks. I won't tell you anything, she says, until you're here--now come as quickly as you can. Dressed in black, her hair long and becoming, Angelique gazes at her old portrait.

Barnabas wonders why Angelique wouldn't tell him anything--must be a way of finding out something. Yes, there is--and he exits, leaving the door open.

Sabrina stands in the woods, listening to the howls of the wolf. It sounds so far away, she muses to herself, but it proves he's still alive--she smiles--Chris, you've got to stay alive until I come to help you, find you.

Jeb sits on the steps in the antique shop, covering his ears like a kid during a thunderstorm. When the sound subsides, he cautiously looks out the window. Barnabas enters and asks Jeb, are you going somewhere? No, I was just listening to the night, responds Jeb. It's a beautiful night, the moon so full and clear, says Barnabas. Jeb agrees, but--it would be a beautiful night if I had Carolyn. You'll have her at the proper time, says Barnabas. Angry, Jeb says, I don't think I'm going to make it to the proper time. The time of the Leviathans is a long time in coming, says Barnabas. Don't give me that stuff, says Jeb--how do those people who lived so long ago know how I feel about Carolyn now--and I want her now! Her mother wouldn't have taken her away unless she needed the rest, points out Barnabas. Her mother wouldn't have taken her away if you hadn't told her to, corrects Jeb. We're on the same side and it would be better if we didn't quarrel, says Barn. Are we on the same side? asks Jeb. YES, says Barn, excuse me--I'm going home. Prove we're on the same side before you go, insists Jeb--tell me about the werewolf. There's no such thing, says Barnabas. Don't tell me there's no such thing, says Jeb--such ignorance doesn't become a man of your history--you know there's a werewolf, and you know he's here.  There has been talk of a strange animal in the woods, admits Barnabas, but it's hard to tell in a village like this what is legend and what isn't. There's a werewolf here, insists Jeb, and he senses I'm here. I didn't know the werewolf was your enemy, says Barnabas. Now you do, says Jeb--listen more closely to the legends--I must find out where he is, who he is--and kill him before he kills me! cries Jeb, looking as if he's about to cry. Uh oh, thinks Barnabas.

Sabrina hears leaves crunching in the woods and calls to Chris--is that you? she asks.  It is the werewolf, and it comes toward Sabrina, who screams. No, I didn't mean to scream, she says, I won't scream or run away, I want to help you.The werewolf moves in closer...

Sabrina faces down the werewolf, who moves toward her. Bruno leaps in; man and beast battle each together.  Bruno pumps a bullet into the werewolf, who runs off.  You're all right, Bruno assures Sabrina--he's gone. Sabrina sinks to her knees, sobbing no. He doesn't understand her reaction--you had a bad scare, but I saved you. "Why didn't you leave me alone?" she wails. I don't get it, he says--the werewolf would have killed you. He wouldn't have hurt me, insists Sabrina, crying.

Angelique takes a drink while she awaits her first husband. She puts down the glass at the sound of the doorbell. Barnabas' first question when she lets him in is, "Where's Carolyn?" She and her mother are both sleeping, reports Ang. What's the matter? he asks. Nothing with them, plenty with me, she says sharply. She leads him into the living room and says, my life as Angelique Rumson is terribly important to me, especially Sky--I couldn't bear it if I lost him--"I WON'T lose him!"  I know that, says Barnabas. Then you must know that you must get Carolyn and Elizabeth out of here, insists Angelique. You said they could stay here as long as he was away! Barnabas reminds her. They can stay even longer as far as Sky is concerned, she says when I told him we had houseguests, he said they could stay here as long as they wished. Did you tell him who they are? asks Barnabas.  Yes, and he was very generous about it, says Angelique--he's a very kind and generous man--but I am NOT so generous, and I won't give up my happiness to help anyone. But if he approves...? asks Barn. Listen to me, says Ang, last night, Liz was looking at me very intently, and insisted I reminded her of someone. Carolyn suggested perhaps Liz had seen me in some magazine.Did she accept that? asks Barn. Yes, says Ang, she did, for the moment, but how much longer will it be before she recognizes me as Cassandra, who was married to her brother?--how much longer before I make a slip and reveal too much knowledge of the Collins family--and I won't just be revealing myself to Elizabeth, but a dedicated member of the Leviathans, and then we are all lost!  Liz is a dedicated member, agrees Barn, but I'm her leader, and she will do exactly as I say. Will she? questions Ang--will she even if Jeb tells her to do otherwise? She will do nothing to hurt Carolyn, that I know! says Barn passionately. Well you know a lot more than I do! says Ang--and you're a lot more confident that nothing will happen--if something does happen here...there's nothing more I can say, if Sky finds out about me, I'm completely lost!  Barnabas turns to her.  All right, he says gently, I'll take them away.  Thank you, she says fervently. Tomorrow, he promises. Now, insists Angelique. No, the danger to Carolyn is worse than ever, warns Barnabas--I'll come by tomorrow to take them away! All right, she agrees, but until then, I'M the one in danger--remember, if you fail to keep your promise...  I won't fail, he assures her, sounding totally exhausted.

Jeb sits in the dark antique shop. Bruno enters--there IS a werewolf, he reports--I saw him and shot him at close range--he ran off into the woods, badly wounded. But not dead--I told you you've got to use a silver bullet, says Jeb.  Next time, says Bruno, I'll get silver bullets, because next time the moon is full, I'll be right there, with him--because tonight I found a girl who wasn't afraid of the werewolf, who said she could control him! This excites Jeb. That girl must know him very well, says Bruno, so that girl is going to lead us to him, next time the moon is full--her name is Sabrina Stuart, she lives at the Inn with her brother--I took her home. Did you meet the brother? asks Jeb.  No, she said he was away for the night, says Bruno. (Ned on a date?--doubtful!)  Jeb wonders if that means....  (That her brother is the werewolf? Ned is definitely a pawer, but not a werewolf.)  I don't know, says Bruno, perhaps I should take care of him right away, just on the chance he...  No, says Jeb, don't be a fool--if you kill him in human form, it will turn him into an animal forever, and that's just what he'd like, so he can haunt me always and howl always. If it bothers you that much, says Bruno, I'll go take care of him now--remember, "You've got Bruno!" (LOL!) He leaves.  Jeb starts heading upstairs. The phone rings and he answers it. It's someone looking for him, someone with news about Carolyn Stoddard, oh, yes. Isn't that a coincidence? muses Jeb--Little Windward Island. No, tomorrow won't do, he says, grinning--it will be too late--it must be tonight, you understand? Listen very carefully--the ceremony must take place there, on Little Windward Island, and this is what I want you to do...

NOTES: Oh, no, Angelique was right, everything is going to come tumbling down around their ears now that someone has ratted out Carolyn. Who is it?

The scene between Angelique and Barnabas was excellent, as most of their scenes are. He could have refused to help her, I guess, thinking back on their past relationship and how often she stabbed him in the back, but he agreed to get Carolyn and Liz out of her home--perhaps a bit too late, something neither of them know yet.

I don't LIKE Sabrina, and I keep hoping the werewolf will just get rid of her. She annoys me more than Amanda did, and that's saying a lot. I do love the way she wants to help her man, but ewww, she just grosses me out, especially her mouth!

Bruno is just a toady killing machine for Jeb.  He doesn't even have Aristede's class.

It was fun to see Jeb afraid, cringing on the staircase like a little boy afraid of the dark. It's good to see his brassiness, his superior attitude, knocked down a few pegs.


945 - In Angelique's luxurious home on Little Windward Island, Carolyn stares into the fire, then goes over to gaze out the window. Liz sits in a chair. Angelique enters--would either of you like something before I send the servants back to the mainland? she asks her guests. Both ladies refuse.  Ang leaves the room. Liz, disturbed, goes over and asks Carolyn, what's the matter--you haven't spoken for over an hour.  When are we going back to Collinwood? asks Carolyn. When I feel you're completely recovered, answers Liz. Recovered from what? demands Carolyn--you make it sound as if I had some sort of disease. You gave us a terrible scare, says Liz, you can't deny you needed this rest. Carolyn agrees--but now I feel fine. Then we won't have to stay much longer, says Liz. Carolyn stares at her, and says, once or twice I had the feeling we left because YOU wanted to get away from Collinwood--you've changed lately--you don't smile as much as you used to, and something about your eyes...  It's your imagination, Liz--certainly, my concern for you hasn't changed. (And she looks more Leviathan than mother.)

The servants are gone, Angelique reports to Liz and Carolyn--we're alone together until Sky returns. How did you and your husband find this place? queries Liz.  Sky owned it before I met him, says Ang--he persuaded me to come live here. You mean you had to be persuaded? asks Liz, surprised. I had grown accustomed to city life, says Anf, where I met Sky, and wasn't sure I could exist in the solitude and isolation of this place. Have you? Liz asks. Yes, says Ang, and have never been happier.How did you meet Barnabas? asks Liz. Carolyn turns to hear this response, too. I was a model in England, says Ang, I met Barnabas at a party--after he came back to this country, he got in touch with me--we've been corresponding ever since (cool lie).  I see, says Liz--I can't get over the feeling I have met you somewhere before. Yes, you mentioned that before, says Ang, but I'm sure it's just someone who reminds you of me. The phone rings. Ang answers--it's Sky, who says, I'm at the little airport near Logansport--I want you to pick me up there--I made three phone calls on a big deal and I have to stay here to get the return calls. Can't you change the calls to here? asks Ang.  I'm afraid I might end up missing all of them, says Sky--in any case, I'd miss my last chance for a ride home after I finish talking to them. Ang promises to come get him, then hangs up--I'm sorry, Mrs. Stoddard--my husband is impulsive; I must go all the way to Logansport, and it will be several hours before I can get back. Don't worry, says Carolyn--we'll be fine. You're very understanding, says Anf--you know where everything is, so just make yourselves at home. She exits. Liz remarks to Carolyn how demanding Angelique's husband is--she must be very devoted to him.  Why were you so inquisitive with her? asks Carolyn.  I didn't mean to be, says Liz.  The phone rings, Liz answers--it's Jeb. He introduces himself to her.  I know who you are, of course, says Liz.  Return to Collinwood immediately--alone, says Jeb. I can't, says Liz.  Barnabas and I need you back in Collinsport, says Jeb, something has happened--there's no time for explanations; you won't tell anyone there "Mrs. Johnson" called. Liz understands--I will leave in half an hour, she promises.  You'll get further instructions when you get to Collinwood, says Jeb. "I'll be there, Mrs. Johnson," says Liz.   Is something wrong? asks Carolyn.  Mrs. Johnson called to remind me of some papers that must be signed by 9 AM tomorrow, says Liz, dreamy-eyed--I have to go back and tend to them.

Antique shop - Jeb admires a black and white photo of Carolyn.  Soon, he says, you will see me as I really am. He enters his "transformation" room breathing heavily as he morphs into his real Leviathan self.

Dressed to leave, Liz assures Carolyn, I'll get back ASAP. I wish I were going with you, says Carolyn.  So do I, answers Liz, but we've accepted Angelique's hospitality and can't just leave without an explanation. Carolyn is cool with that. Angelique will only be gone an hour, Liz says, so you won't be alone long. I'll be fine, Carolyn assures her.  I'll call you from Collinwood to check on you, says Liz.  They kiss goodnight; Liz leaves. Carolyn looks out the window and watches her mother's departing car. There's rustling in the bushes. It begins to storm. Carolyn picks up a book and sits down to read it, right near the fire. I can't stop thinking about Jeb, she muses, even though I barely know him--what happened to me in the antique shop the other night, why did I faint?--I don't understand any of it, or maybe I'm afraid to. She pours herself a cup of something. A painting suddenly falls from the wall, causing her to drop her cup with a gasp. She kneels to pick up the painting and places it on a table, then gathers up broken pieces of the cup. The door blows open. Carolyn, frightened, goes to close it, looking out into the night first. There's more rustling in the bushes. Carolyn sits back down in the chair and attempts to read the book. The phone rings, startling her. She answers it, shaking, and tells the caller, Mr. Rumson isn't here, I'm a guest--might I take a message? It's Mr. Cartwright (Ben?); Carolyn assures him, I'll give Sky the message. Hearing footsteps, Carolyn calls out "Hello?" The lights go off, she screams.  She tries the light switch, to no avail. She hears the sound of shattering glass and stands there, rooted, terrified. With a shriek, she covers her head with her hands and runs from the room. She races to her bedroom, feeling for her bed in the dark. She clings to the bedpost, then hears footsteps again, and a slamming door. She listens at her door and hears music, then leaves her room and sees a moving shadow behind a pair of double doors. Please answer! she begs whoever it is, and pulls open the double doors. It's only Sky, but Carolyn, nerves raw, puts her hands to her mouth and lets loose with peal after peal of screaming.Sky gazes stoically at her.

Sky pours Carolyn a drink--just take a sip, you'll feel much better, he assures her. I've never felt so scared in my life! She gasps. Sky kneels at her feet--it's all my fault, he says, I'm terribly sorry. She says she's just more jumpy than usual, Mr. Rumson. Call me Sky, he suggests.  She sips her drink and asks, where is Angelique?  We missed connections, he says--she must have been held up by the storm, and I knew an important call was coming here instead of the airport, so I managed to get a cab--I'm sorry we had to meet under such strange circumstances, the radio must have drowned out your calls to me. Carolyn gives him back the glass, her hand to her forehead.  Nothing is going right, says Sky--I'm sorry about the lights, too--the storm must have knocked out the electric--it's happened before; I'll have it fixed tomorrow. He looks out the window. We here the sound of breathing. Carolyn tells Sky about the call from Mr. Cartwright. It's important, says Sky--I must call him back--I'll go into the next room to make it--will you be all right? Yes, as long as I know you're nearby, she says. I'll be back in one minute, he promises, and leaves.  Carolyn sits back in her chair.  We hear Sky on the phone apologizing to "George" for getting back so late.

Carolyn dreams. She hears Jeb say, I knew you were a person in need of a whole new world, and I was the person who could give it to you... A disco ball twirls. Carolyn goes to the antique shop, calling Jeb--answer me, she begs, there are so many questions I don't understand. About what? he asks, standing in a doorway. I'm so glad you're here! she says. I've been waiting, if you'd come back, he says. Come into the light, she says playfully, I want to see you. Do you really want to see me? he asks, the way I really am, Carolyn?  I don't understand it, she says. I don't understand why you ran away, he counters, hid from me--or was it because you didn't like me, despite what you said?  Smiling, she says, I've known you for such a short time. Much longer than you think, says Jeb, or did you forget?--I didn't, about the way you used to look at me, caress my hand, the warmth of your kiss on my cheek. What are you talking about? she asks. Look at this, he says, maybe you'll remember everything--he holds up his wrist to show her the moon-shaped scar. She gasps, covers her mouth. He smiles--you remember me when I was Joseph, a cute, sweet little baby, or maybe you remember me as Alexander, sweet, little Alexander--and he takes down the death mask from the wall, holding it over his face. "Remember the way I used to try to scare you--with THIS?" he asks. She gasps, scared. Or maybe you liked me best as Michael--that's when I began to realize that I really wanted you--and couldn't wait to grow up and become Jeb--you can understand that, can't you? I can't believe you, Michael, Alexander and the baby were all him, she insists, upset, it's impossible. All true, he assures her, and somehow I knew you'd come back, and now that you have, you're going to be all mine. "Come to me," he demands.  When she turns, his outstretched hands are covered with blood. She cries out--you've got blood all over them, what have you done? When we met, I knew you were a person in need of a whole new existence, he says, a whole new life, and I was the person who could give it to you.Carolyn awakens, crying out, "What have you done, what have you done?"  Sky shakes her fully awake.  I fell asleep and had a terrible dream, she says. He holds her hand--I'll take you to your room, he says--you've been through quite enough. He helps the shaky young woman to her feet.

Outside, the creature breathes.

Sky leads Carolyn to her bedroom.  I'll be in my study right down the hall, he assures her--all if you need me. Thank you, she says--you've been kind. They bid each other good night, and Carolyn climbs into bed.

Sky looks out the window, smiling. He opens the front door wide.

In her bed, Carolyn sleeps.

We see a green slime trail leading from the front door.
The windows in Carolyn's room bang in the storm, and she gets up to close them.  As she's about to return to bed, she hears what sounds like breathing interspersed with clanking chains. Come quickly! Carolyn begs Sky. The double doors of her room blow open.  Carolyn screams shrilly. (That gal's got a great set of lungs.)

NOTES: Who thinks Sky is involved with the Leviathans? Who probably let Jeb know where Carolyn was?

Liz left the house in a car; isn't it so isolated, you can only get there by launch? Perhaps she was taking the car to the launch.

Love, Robin

940 - Collinwood - Carolyn sits by the fire, thinking. Lara Parker does the intro--Angelique will be in this episode.

We repeat the ending of the previous show, and it's different--Barnabas is smiling more, behaves more affable than nervous, as he did yesterday.

Jeb drains his glass and asks for another. Barnabas refuses; Jeb insists.  I don't have more than one drink at a time, says Barnabas. Jeb wonders--is that the real reason? Of course it is, says Barn. You're lying, accuses Jeb, your whole mood has changed--why?  You tend to forget that we are constitutionally different, says Barn. Maybe you forgot, suggests Jeb--you put something in that drink, didn't you?  Don't be absurd, says Barnabas.You didn't mean a word you said! Jeb says--you came here to kill me! You can't go around suspecting everyone's motives all of the time, insists Barnabas. Jeb looks at him--I just don't like you, he says. It's the symbol of authority you don't like, says Barnabas. You have no authority over me, remember that, says Jeb--we should review our plans for this evening--you do remember it's tonight, right?--you are to pick up Carolyn at the Old House at 8 o'clock--then you'll invent an excuse and bring her back here--once here, I'll take her upstairs and we will prepare for the wedding--does that meet with your approval? Of course, says Barn, I've told you before that I have no reason to distrust you judgment--may I go now? See you tonight, says Jeb. Barnabas leaves.

Old House - Julia, I find all this hard to believe, says Quentin--the children who appeared at the antique store were all different ages, and yet they showed up only a few weeks apart? Don't try to understand, just to believe, advises Julia--those children were all one and the same--he's grown up now, and his name is Jeb Hawkes. No human being can grow from infancy to manhood in a few weeks, says Quentin. That's true, she says, but it's not human--when Barnabas first came back from the past, he brought a box with him, a carved wooden box--once, when I was alone in this room, I heard breathing inside it--I never saw the contents, but Barnabas told me it contained an essence of something not human, something formless and terrifying, capable of growing at an alarming rate and of taking human form. What do these creatures want? asks Quentin, and why did they take over Barnabas when he was in the past? Julia explains--they're descended from creatures who lived on earth before the time of man--they're incredibly evil, and their aim is to become dominant on the earth again--the young man, who lives upstairs at the antique shop, is planning to marry Carolyn Stoddard--it's frightening, isn't it? There must be some way of stopping him, says Quentin. That's what Barnabas is trying to do this afternoon, says Julia. The door opens, Barnabas enters.  The poison I gave Jeb had no effect on him, reports Barnabas. Then the plan is for you to bring Carolyn to Jeb tonight? she asks. I am to have her here at 8 o'clock, he replies--have you told Quentin?  Everything you told me, yes, says Julia. We have so little time, perhaps not even enough, to get Carolyn away from Collinsport, frets Barnabas. Do you think we can persuade her to leave? asks Julia. I've already tried that, says Barnabas, but it failed--we will have to use trickery or force. Where can we take her? asks Quentin. Julia, what about Angelique, asks Barnabas--where is she?  I gave Angelique my word not to involve her with any of the Collinses, Julia reminds him.  That was before Carolyn was in so much danger, insists Barnabas--where is Angelique? Julia considers...

Little Windward Island - Angelique speaks pleadingly on the phone with hubby Sky--I don't care about your meeting, she coos, I haven't seen you  in a week--I want to be with you, for just a little while...I miss and love you...all right, she says, if you promise to call me back as soon as the meeting is over--I'll be waiting. She hears the doorbell and hangs up. Upon opening the door, she finds herself face to face with Barnabas.  Angelique bites her lower lip.

What are you doing here? demands Angelique.  I must discuss an urgent matter with you, he says. How did you find out where I was? she asks--silly even to ask, only Julia could have told you, and she gave me her word she wouldn't tell. I forced her to break her word, says Barnabas. Agitated, she invites him in.  Leading him into her living room, she begs, leave me alone--my whole life has changed, I'm very happy living here with my husband and want to stay that way. We're in terrible danger, explains Barnabas--with the help of your powers...  I've forsaken all my powers, she says, and my past, and am married to a man who loves me--if I revert to what I was, I'll lose him. Then you don't have to use your powers, says Barnabas, but there is a very simple way you can help us--Carolyn's life is in danger, and I must get her out of Collinsport--perhaps, without using your powers...  I still have them ALL, says Ang, but I'm forbidden to use them. All I ask if that you keep her here, says Barn--a few days, a week at the most--you have nothing to lose. They have wandered into the alcove where Angelique's ancient painting hangs. I have everything to lose, insists Ang--if my husband learns what I was--Carolyn knew me as Cassandra!  She won't recognize you, insists Barnabas, you had dark hair--please, he begs, help me this once--I'll never ask another favor again. Oh, she says bitterly, we both know that isn't very likely, don't we?--why is Carolyn's life in danger? Have you ever heard of the Leviathan people? he asks. They're creatures of the Underworld, she says, stunned. They don't plan to be that way much longer, he says. How did you become involved with them? she asks. Would it  matter if I explained or not? asks Barn. Yes, she says, please do.  And they sit so he can tell her the story.

Carolyn is playing the piano when someone comes to the door--Quentin.  I came by to see you, he says, and say thanks--I'm robust and healthy now, he says, his memory is back--and it's very nice to see you. Julia told me you'd begun to remember, says Carolyn, and I'm very happy for you--Grant. That's another thing, he says, we must discuss it right away--my name isn't Grant Douglas--can we speak in the drawing room?  Of course, she says. He closes the double doors once they're inside.  Is it a deep, dark secret? she asks. Prepare for at least a mild shock, he says--we are distantly related--I happen to be the great-grandson and namesake of a man who used to live here--Quentin Collins. Quentin? she asks, remembering nasty ghosts chasing them from the house--did you know you were Quentin before you lost your memory? Yes, he replies. Why did you introduce yourself as Grant Douglas, then? she asks.  I'm a writer, says Q, I've used Grant as one of many names--pseudonyms. It's a pleasure to meet you, she says. I stressed that we were distantly related for a reason, he explains--given half the chance, I'd like to take up a lot of your time, beginning tonight. I'm not free tonight, she apologizes. Tomorrow night? he asks. Completely open! she says, smiling. Good, he says. Jeb enters the drawing room--I let myself in, he says. Nothing you could do would surprise me, sighs Carolyn. She introduces Quentin to Jeb, who asks, are you a close relative?  "Distant enough to be reckless," promises Quentin. You talk right up, observes Jeb, don't you?  I have the feeling we met before--you don't mind if I call you Jeb? Not at all, says Jeb, but I don't think we've met before--I stopped by to confirm our date-- meet me at the Old House. This puzzles Carolyn.  Quentin comments, the Old House--how romantic!  Megan and Philip asked me to pickup something from Barnabas, says Jeb, so can you meet me at 8?  Carolyn agrees.  You shouldn't do that, warns Quentin--your father's killer is still loose, and it might not be safe. She'll be safe--with me, promises Jeb, smiling--Quentin, it's nice meeting you--you don't mind if I call you Quentin, right? Of course not, says Q, I want you to feel free. I'll see you at 8, says Jeb.  Carolyn escorts Jeb to the door while Quentin contemplates how much he already despises Jeb.

There was nothing I could do, Barnabas tells Angelique, I was their prisoner, and up until recently, they had complete control over my willpower. Now you mean to fight them? she asks. Either that, or see everyone at Collinwood destroyed, he says. You're taking a terrible risk, she says, concerned. I'm all right if I can maintain the deception, he says, but Carolyn is in extreme danger--please say yes. If I say no, says Ang, you're in a position to destroy my relationship with my husband. If you say no, I'll leave you in peace, Barnabas assures her. She agrees, very reluctantly--since my husband will be away for a week, but she must be out of the house before he comes back. Barnabas is cool with that--and very grateful. "And Barnabas, remember this, and remember it well, she says--I still have all of my powers--if because of you, and because of this favor I'm doing for you, if my happiness is ruined, I will never forgive you--never!"  She and Barnabas exchange a look.  He leaves. We get a shot of Angelique's portrait.

Old House - Go over it once, Barnabas tells Julia--what are you going to tell Carolyn? That a close friend of her father's got in touch with me, and I promised I would go to Portland to pick him up--I'd like Carolyn to come with me for company and will have her back at 8.  And your car will break down on the designated place on the way to Portland, says Barn. Julia nods. Nonsense, says Quentin, I don't see why you won't let me go to the antique shop and take care of Hawkes myself.  I'll explain in a minute, promises Barn--Julia, go get things ready.  She leaves.  We must proceed with care, Quentin, says Barn--to deal with him at the antique store would be suicidal. Why? asks Quentin. I already told you everything, says Barn--he isn't human; there are certain physiological needs he must go by--he has a room upstairs at the shop--he can change from his natural self to Jeb anywhere he wants, but to change from Jeb back to his true form, he must be in that room, there's no other way he can do it. Then why not kidnap him and keep him away from the room? asks Quentin. Risky as it is, my way is best, insists Barnabas.

6:45 - Julia comes downstairs at Collinwood, calling to Carolyn. The front door opens--it's Barnabas and Quentin. Carolyn isn't here, reports Julia.  She isn't due at the Old House until eight, says Barnabas. I've looked everywhere, she isn't here! says Julia, upset. The phone rings, Julia answers--it's for Barnabas. What are you doing at Collinwood? asks Jeb--you're supposed to be at the Old House--or have you made other plans? I'm not due at the Old House until 8, it's only a quarter to seven, says Barnabas. Forget about going there, says Jeb, because I've made other plans--I decided to obey my instincts, which tell me you aren't to be trusted--I called Carolyn and changed our date to seven. You can't proceed with this without my help! protests Barnabas. That's what the book says, Jeb retorts, and I decided the book is as obsolete as you are--"You'll have to excuse me--she just walked in." Jeb grins. Carolyn has entered the antique shop. Jeb hangs up, despite Barnabas' protests of "Listen!"  Barnabas hangs up and tells Julia and Quentin, "It's too late, Carolyn is there now, at the shop."

Antique shop - Some sixth sense must have told me to dress early, says Carolyn, or I wouldn't have gotten here by now. She smiles. You're here--that's what matters, he says, walking around her in a circle, staring at her. The way you're looking at me makes me uncomfortable, she says. I won't do it, then, he promises, I don't want you to feel that way. Do we have plans or are we going to keep the shop open? asks Carolyn. I'm waiting for the Todds to come back, they stepped out a moment, he says. What are we gong to do? she asks.  I'll surprise you, he promises. She agrees. You're everything I thought you'd be, he says, I'm going to be very happy with you. What made you say that? she asks. I felt it, he says--haven't you ever said or done what you felt? Sometimes, she says. I do it all the time, he says--everyone should, I always do as I feel...right now, he says, picking up a statue, I feel like doing this--and he drops it on the floor. You shouldn't have done that, she says, horrified--it was an antique and doesn't belong to you. Haven't you ever felt like breaking something? he asks, handing her another piece of statuary--go ahead, break it. And, staring into his eyes, she says, I wish I could begin to understand you. Maybe you can, if you just free yourself, he urges--go on, let it drop from your hand.She looks at it, then simply opens her hand. It drops to the floor and breaks. Jeb is pleased. He brings over some booze to celebrate her liberation. I don't get it, she says.  You will--soon, he assures her. He hands her a drink.  I'm not sure I want to, she murmurs. "Drink," he orders.  They both do, staring into each other's eyes. She looks out the window and says, I don't see any sign of the Todds. They'll be back soon, he promises. I hope so, she says, I'm anxious to leave. She puts her hand to her forehead and starts to pass out. He catches her--are you all right? he asks. I feel strange, suddenly, she says--everything is so blurry. She passes out. Jeb lifts her into his arms and says, "You're all mine now, Carolyn, this is the beginning of your new life." And he carries her toward the stairs.

NOTES: What is this, rufies he put in her drink? This is no way to get a woman to care for you, Jeb, what are you thinking?


941 - Jeb is about to carry Carolyn upstairs, but a familiar voice--Quentin's--orders, put her down--I don't know what you've done to her, but I'm taking her back to Collinwood. Jeb puts Carolyn down on the stairs and, a murderous look in his eyes, commands Quentin, get out--"You're not taking her anywhere." Yes I am, says Quentin.  He and Jeb get into it, tossing each other around, sending delicate antiques falling to the floor. Jeb grabs a stool and goes to break it over Quentin's head; Quentin ducks and Jeb misses. Jeb grabs a letter opener and tries to stab Quentin with it, but again doesn't hit his target.  It all ends when Quentin hits Jeb over the head with a bottle. Jeb falls unconscious to the floor.

Barnabas closes the drawing room window at Collinwood, fretting over why Quentin isn't back yet--if Jeb manages to get to his room and transform...I must go myself, now! He's about to leave when a cheerful Maggie comes downstairs, putting on her coat. I'm going into Collinsport, says Barnabas.  I'll come with you, she says, I need to go there, too. Noticing the too-serious expression on his face, she asks what's wrong.  Nothing, he says. "Are you lying to me?" she asks--"When are you going to tell me what's going on around here?--you asked for my help, I thought you trusted me."  I do, he assures her. Prove it, she says, getting right into his face.  Carolyn went to the antique shop--unexpectedly, he says. Then let's go get her, insists Maggie, hurrying away. It's not that simple, says Barnabas.  Explain, she says. Perhaps I'll tell you more, he says, we'll meet tonight at 10, but in the meantime, promise not to go to the shop.  Maggie agrees--10 o'clock. Liz comes out and asks Maggie, haven't you left yet?--Mrs. Sinclair said she'd keep the shop open until you came to pick up the needlepoint. Buttoning up her coat, Maggie says, I'm on my way. She heads out, giving Barnabas a look before exiting. Have I done something wrong? asks Liz--just tell me that. Nothing at all, he assures her. I've tried to follow the few rules I know, says Liz--you can testify to my faithfulness--David and Barnabas have seen our leader. . ..  Jabez? asks Barnabas. Is that what he calls himself now? she asks--no matter what name, he's the same boy who used to play here--surely he must remember me with some affection. He only recently matured enough to appear to us, says Barn. "Why have I been ignored?" demands Liz--"Barnabas, you haven't answered my question."  You'll meet him soon enough Barnabas promises, but now is not the time.  Does the book specify when I am to meet him? asks Liz--is that why you're so against it now? There's a knock at the door--perhaps that's he! she exults--perhaps Jabez has come to me. She opens the door, but it's Quentin standing there, an unconscious Carolyn in his arms. Liz screams. Barnabas helps Quentin bring Carolyn in.

Jeb awakens, touches his sore head, finds blood. He staggers to his feet, infuriated, and sends a bunch of pots and pans clattering to the floor. "I will get Quentin Collins!" he vows. "I will!"

8:15 - Barnabas speaks on the phone while Quentin paces. Doctor, says Barnabas, tell Dr. Hoffman that it's urgent she come to Collinwood immediately--she'll be right here, he tells Quentin after hanging up.  Quentin, I never should have sent you to the antique shop--I should have gone myself. We couldn't risk losing the only advantage we have, insists Quentin--if you don't keep up your pretense of being a Leviathan, we won't be able to find out what we need to know--be sensible, he urges his cousin. Then both of us must be sensible, insists Barnabas, leave Collinsport--I know Jeb will be after you, and don't want anything happening to you--I still feel guilty about what happened to Paul. Nothing will happen to me, says Quentin, but what are you going to tell Mrs. Stoddard?  I will think of something, says Barn--Jeb must not be mentioned to Liz, they have too much of a hold on her--and you will have to speak to her--she'll want to thank you. I'm not too sure about that, says Quentin--when she heard my name, she was shocked--with reason--what will we do about Carolyn now?  We'll do something, says Barnabas, I'm not sure what, but we will do something--stay here with her. He leaves. (The dialogue between these two was a real mess in this scene.)

Carolyn lies on her bed. Liz calls to her, but gets no response. Barnabas enters--Julia is on her way, he says. What happened to her? demands Liz. She went to the antique shop, says Barnabas.  Alone? asks Liz. Mr. Collins came, and she fainted, Barnabas lies--at least he had the foresight to bring her back to Collinwood--you must thank him. If she only fainted, says Liz, why hasn't she revived?  Julia will have to answer that one, says Barn--go talk to Mr. Collins.It all seems too strange, comments Liz, his being a descendant of Quentin--perhaps that's why I don't want to see him. We can hardly blame this Quentin for being the ghost, says Barnabas. Perplexed, Liz says, I didn't know the original Quentin had any children. We never really knew him, points out Barnabas--please go down and thank him. Liz agrees--Barnabas, let me know if there's any change in Carolyn's condition. She leaves. Barnabas stares out at the thunderstorm.

Outside, Jeb stares at Collinwood, his face a mask of determination and anger.

Drawing room - There's no need to thank me, Quentin assures Liz. Did you simply find Carolyn on the floor of the shop asks Liz. Yes, he replies. I don't understand, says Liz.  She glances out the window, then gasps--I thought I saw someone standing at the edge of the woods!  Quentin checks, but reports, no one is there now. If it's my imagination, says Liz, I must be more upset than I realized--I'll have Mrs. Johnson bring you some coffee--or would you prefer brandy?   Coffee, says Quentin, smirking. (COFFEE?)

9:30 - Quentin drinks his coffee in the living room.  Barnabas comes downstairs.  Liz runs out and asks, has Carolyn revived? She's beginning to, says Barnabas. Thank God, says Liz. Liz, says Barn, Julia has some very firm recommendations and I want to discuss them with you. If Carolyn is all right, says Q, I'll be on my way. Wait, says Barnabas.  I've intruded long enough, says Q--Elizabeth, I'll see you very soon.  Yes, she agrees, after this is all over. Don't go, Barnabas urges Quentin.  Nonsense, says Quentin. There's a storm coming, warns Barnabas, trying to keep Quentin there.  I'll be all right, says Q, and goes. What's going on? Liz asks Barnabas. Julia blames Carolyn's attack on the general state of her nerves and her poor health since her father died, explains Barnabas, so we decided you must take her away. Oh, have you? queries Liz. Julia is only speaking medically, says Barn, but personally, I feel...  Liz interrupts--is Carolyn in any danger?--I know our group must eliminate certain people...but there's no reason for Carolyn to be one of those, is there? No, answers Barnabas. I want Carolyn to be one of us, says Liz--they don't consider her an enemy because she isn't, do they?  No, they don't consider her an enemy, says Barnabas evasively. Thank heavens, says Liz, you have no idea how much I long to meet our leader--perhaps then he will honor me by allowing me to see him in his room as he really is. (yuk!)  It's not a pleasant sight, says Barnabas. What a strange thing to say, says Liz, shocked--whatever form our leader takes, I think will be beautiful--as you should, too. He doesn't respond to that, but says, when Carolyn becomes one of us, she must be in the best possible condition--we would want it no other way, so take her away. I'll make arrangements tomorrow, promises Liz.  You must go tonight, insists Barnabas--I've made arrangements for a charming retreat for both of you--a nearby, isolated island. What island? asks Liz.  I'll tell you along the way, promises Barnabas. I must leave some word! she protests. No one will want to speak to you or Carolyn for a few days, insists Barnabas--we will leave within the hour!

Jeb is lurking in the woods when Quentin passes, but he leaves the latter alone. Maggie comes by. She hears the sound of leaves rustling and abruptly finds herself face to face with Jeb. "YOU!" she cries.

What are you doing here? asks Maggie.He eyes her evilly, and smiles when she says, you shouldn't be here. Why not? he asks. Are you on the way to Collinwood? she asks. Is Carolyn there? asks Jeb, I've been waiting for her. She tries to walk past him, but he grabs her.  Why are you in such a hurry? He asks. Because it's going to storm, she starts to say.  Is that the real reason? he asks--don't go, he orders, staring into her eyes, not yet--not yet at all.

Liz helps Carolyn downstairs.  Why do we have to leave, Mother? asks Carolyn--it doesn't make any sense!  Julia thinks we should, says Liz. I want to know what happened to me in the shop, says Carolyn--I was there with Jeb, a photographer living in the shop--why didn't he bring me home? I don't know, says Liz. Before I leave this house, I have to find out, insists Carolyn. Don't upset yourself, says Liz. This is ridiculous, insists Carolyn, dialing the phone.  What's this Jeb like? Liz asks. I don't know him well, Carolyn says, dialing the phone five times--he's contradictory--sometimes he seems quite mad, other times, very charming. Carolyn gets no answer.  Barnabas enters--do you feel any better? he asks. She makes a face.  You will soon, he assures her. This is absurd, complains Carolyn--I can't go away until I learn what happened to my father. Forget about him, says Barnabas, take care of your health--and that's the end of it!--I'm meeting Maggie at 10. "Why are you treating me like this?" demands Carolyn. Because we love you want you to be happy again, says Barnabas--now come. And the three of them leave.

10:20 - antique shop - Jeb returns and begins picking up the items he threw on the floor earlier. Barnabas enters. Where is she? he asks. Carolyn? asks Jeb, don't you know? I'm talking about Maggie Evans, says Barnabas--where is she?  I guess you heard about Carolyn by now, huh? asks Jeb--have you hidden her away yet?  Her mother has taken her away, says Barnabas. You know what you were supposed to do, accuses Jeb, and you knew what I wanted, and you could have stopped her!  I believe the book, says Barnabas, and this isn't the time to bring Carolyn here--now where is Maggie?--I know something has happened to her, because she failed to keep her appointment, and I've learned from experience that when something happens, "You are involved." OK, Mr. Collins, says Jeb, I know where Maggie Evans is, and I don't care. You lie as well as you kill, says Barnabas--have you killed her? Jeb asks, "Why should I?"  You find reasons no one else can understand, says Barnabas. "You don't like me, do you?" asks Jeb--"You and your friend, Quentin--he is a friend of yours, isn't he?" I would hardly call him that, says  Barnabas--when he came to Collinsport, he was interested in Carolyn, and I kept him away from the scene so she'd be available to you. (you hit him with a car!)  But you brought her back to the house, says Jeb, not to me. She came back to Collinwood, he happened to be there, yes, says Barnabas. Why did you take her away? demands Jeb--perhaps he was...Jealous?--well, he's going to be a very unhappy man. Jeb, says Barnabas, you must listen to me--leave Quentin to me--now where is Maggie Evans? Grinning, Jeb asks, "You dig her, don't you?" (LOL)WHERE IS SHE? thunders Barnabas. "Don't talk to me like that!" shouts Jeb, his amused mood gone--I don't know where she is--besides, she's not my type, which I guess is pretty lucky for you, he smirks. I'm going to find Maggie, vows Barnabas, and if I discover you had anything to do with this, I'll... What, Mr. Collins, asks Jeb, what will you do? I'll call upon Oberon, Barnabas threatens, he understands punishment, he will tell me what to do about you. He leaves. Jeb is laughing, "He's in love with her!" he crows. "Where is she? Where is Maggie Evans?" And he laughs.

In a mausoleum (not that of the Collins, but a much larger one filled with gravestones), Maggie lies unconscious on her coat, arms crossed over her breast.

NOTES: There seemed to be a lot of trouble remembering dialogue in today's ep, but I always get a kick out of Jeb accusing Barnabas of being in love with Maggie. They've surely been showing them behaving rather intimately in a few scenes, especially when he hooked his finger over her hands, which were holding both of his. Jeb is behaving like his nasty SOB self, and it was fun watching Quentin give him a thrashing and walk away the victor, Carolyn in his arms. Carolyn doesn't seem to know what to make of Jeb, but she's definitely interested in this bad boy who seems three parts Buzz and one part petulant little boy.  Barnabas is really bucking the system; note how upset Liz got when he implied Jeb in his true form isn't pretty to look at. He's tipping his hand dangerously, and Jeb already doesn't like him and would clearly love to eliminate him.

Love, Robin

936 - (The beginning is repeated, but so much differently than it ended in the first ep, I include it here.)

Horrified, Barnabas kneels beside the dead, slime-covered body of Sheriff Davenport. Jeb comes in. "Caught you, Mr. Collins," he says. "Come to betray me?"

Jeb kicks his way through the debris--what are you doing here? he demands.  You didn't listen to me, did you? Barnabas asks Jeb--you got away with killing Stoddard, you think you can get away with this?You came here to betray me, accuses Jeb, to tell all you knew about Stoddard's death, to tell all you know about us. You have a vivid imagination, declares Barn. You deny it? asks Jeb. Of course, says Barnabas, and we'd better get out of here before...  No, says Jeb, barring Barnabas exit--not until you tell me what you're doing here. Someone may come, protests Barnabas. Talk fast, Jeb orders. The sheriff came to Collinwood, explains Barnabas, he knew I'd been to the antique shop when Paul was there, and found Stoddard's cufflink when he was searching the place--I came to explain! "That's it?" asks Jeb. Yes, says Barn.  How? asks Jeb. Barnabas doesn't think this is the time to talk about it, but Jeb does. I know we can be caught, warns Barn. YOU can be caught, says Jeb--I can say I came here and you were bending over the body. Why don't you trust me? demands Barn, I live by the rules. How old-fashioned of you, Jeb says. Do the same, Barnabas advises--you can't do this--there is to be no more killing. Can you stop me? asks Jeb, who kicks his way back through the debris and leaves. Barnabas throws one grossed-out glance at the slime-covered sheriff (who is played by a difference actor) and exits the police station.

Collinwood - Liz, oddly dressed in black widows' weeds, insists to Megan, you and Philip must attend the funeral--I don't care that gossip connects the shop with Paul's death. Roger hovers nearby, listening. I want everyone to know how ridiculous we consider the gossip, says Liz...all right, I'll see you there. After she hangs up, Roger says, you'll do nothing but encourage talk, having that couple at the funeral--you know how suspicious his death was. Paul died of heart failure, says Liz. Yes, but what caused his heart to fail? Questions Roger. We don't have to think about that, says Liz. Yes, we do, insists Roger--the police are thinking about it--something came into that room at Stokes' house. What was Paul doing there? asks Liz. Julia found him wandering around and took him there, says Roger. Why would she do that, wonders Liz--why not bring him back here, where he belongs? Ask her that question, suggests Roger. I have, says Liz, but didn't get a satisfactory answer. I'm sure she thought she was doing the best thing, says Roger. Then she believed Paul's mad stories? asks Liz.  I'm not sure there isn't an element of truth to it, opines Roger--something must have gone into that room--I'm sorry--Paul was a scoundrel, a worthless man, he caused this family nothing but trouble since he married you--let's not allow his death to cause more problems--we can inquire into it privately but hush it up publicly, that's all I meant to say."And you said it brilliantly, Uncle Roger," says Carolyn from the landing. She, too, is dressed in black, wearing a black hat and veil, her hair pulled back. "All in the Collins tradition," she adds sarcastically, "it should be a motto on our family emblem--hypocrisy above all!" She comes downstairs.  There's no point in upsetting yourself, says Liz.  "My father was murdered!" cries Carolyn.  Liz protests--the autopsy showed...  Showed only part of the story, insists Carolyn, the acceptable part--the part that would hurt no one--I intend to find out who killed him. Oh, Carolyn! sighs Liz.  I loved him, Mother, she says softly. You barely knew him, chimes in Roger. I knew him, says Carolyn, and I'm glad I had the chance--I knew him, just perhaps intuitively, perhaps because I'm part of him--Mother, surely you can remember loving him, sobs Carolyn, because you must have once, you must have! Liz turns away. Control yourself, Roger urges his niece--it's all going to be much more difficult if you don't. Carolyn pulls away from his intended comforting hug, shouting, "Collins are not supposed to cry!--well, this is the Stoddard part of me, the part that lets me feel!"  Liz attempts to comfort her--you must try, Carolyn, really--come along. The clock begins to chime.  It's time, says Roger--we're going. Not like this, says Liz, leading Carolyn into the drawing room. I know how difficult this is, says Liz, we're all trying to make is easier...  Out in the foyer, Roger looks at the clock, his face grim. Barnabas enters--you haven't left yet? he asks--good, I thought I was late. Thank you for coming, says Roger.  I owed it to Carolyn and Elizabeth, he says--and yes, even to Paul Stoddard. (it's nice to be able to attend daytime funerals, isn't it?)  You barely knew him, points out Roger.  I could have helped him, I think, says Barnabas. Nothing could have helped Paul, believe me, says Roger, who looks closely at Barn and asks, are you feeling well? Yes, of course, responds Barnabas. You look so worn, says Roger. Barnabas admits to a night of troubled sleep. What was the matter? asks Roger.  Nothing I can't handle, says Barnabas--Roger, have you been in town this morning?--there's been another murder--apparently the killer is no respecter of people and places--it happened in the police station--Sheriff Davenport is dead! Roger is shocked.

Roger expresses dismay that Davenport died the same way as Paul--how does something like that happen?--and this theory that the killer is a vicious animal is almost unbelievable, and yet... The killer IS an animal, pronounces Barnabas. You say that with some assurance says Roger.  Their discussion is interrupted by the ladies returning to the foyer. Barnabas tells Carolyn, I know how tragic this was for you--my condolences, Elizabeth. Shall we go, the car is waiting? suggests Liz. Left alone with Barnabas as the ladies exit, Roger asks Barnabas, don't mention the sheriff to the ladies; I'll tell them after the funeral--what kind of a monster could this be, wonders Roger, I wish I could understand! Barnabas looks depressed as he follows Roger out.

The Todds' antique shop is closed. Jeb returns there, looks at the sign, and lets himself in. Megan! he calls--Philip?  Alone, he looks pissed--they aren't supposed to leave without telling me, he says to himself, better learn to respect me and stop treating me as if I were Michael or Alexander--warn them to stop! He sees a piece of paper on the desk, and realizes they went to the funeral--Paul Stoddard's funeral. He grins.

Carolyn tosses a flower onto her father's coffin. She kneels, pressing her fist to her forehead. Roger, Barnabas and Liz surround her. Roger suggests they leave--this isn't doing her any good. Liz helps Carolyn to her feet. Soon there will be another grave, Roger quietly mutters to Barnabas--Sheriff Davenport. Barnabas looks guilty. Leave me here, insists Carolyn.  There's no need to stay now, insists Liz. Carolyn looks at her. Not for you, she says sadly. "Darling..." says Liz. He's here, says Carolyn, and I don't want to leave him alone. You must, her mother says. Do what you want, says Carolyn, near tears--let me do what I have to. Barnabas and Roger soberly gaze at her. "I could have saved him, Mother," says Carolyn. No one could, Liz says. That's what killed him, says Carolyn, people thinking that, I should have gone away with him, we would have been in New York now, I should have made him take Uncle Roger's money--he would have been alive. Now, Carolyn, cautions Roger. Carolyn walks away from them--I should never have let all of you tell me he was crazy, she laments.  Please! begs Roger. "I should have listened to him!" wails Carolyn--he was weak, confused, and didn't know what to do, we didn't help him enough!
Behind the grave of Jenny Collins, Jeb leers at his intended.  He smiles, and while he's kinda cute, it's not a pretty sight.

Carolyn, says Roger, we're going back to the house now. Wind blows her hair across her face as Carolyn, tears running down her cheeks, says, "And begin to forget--no, I won't! I won't ever, so don't ask me to, or expect it!" She walks off, Liz behind her, then Roger, then Barnabas.  Paul's grave awaits filling.

An angry Jeb sits down at the desk in the shop, brushing everything noisily off it.  He begins a game of solitaire and continually licks his lips (his snake heritage, one supposes). Barnabas enters the shop and asks what happened. "You're uptight, aren't you?" asks Jeb. (a blast from our past, folks! Uptight, everything is all right!) "You're wishing I were Michael--or didn't you like him, either?" I didn't come here to discuss my likes, says Barn--you sent for me--is there any news, have the police been here again? Why should they? asks Jeb--they were here after Stoddard's death, and found nothing. So you feel safe, says Barnabas--this shop is already suspect, something has happened here, they could come back again. I wouldn't care, says Jeb--the book doesn't say to like me, does it, but don't tell me, you'll start quoting the book.  He continues his card game. You resisted my advice, Barnabas reminds him, but listen to this--you are not to go up to your room again tonight, and if you do, don't change--I have less confidence than you have that the police won't be back. Jeb laughs, stands, faces Barnabas and says, "You're supposed to be head man around here, and you give me double-talk like that--that room is the safest place I can be, man, nobody can kill me up there--Paul Stoddard tried, you let the police come, no one can kill me--not even you. Barnabas looks uncertain. You haven't told them about me at Collinwood yet, have you? demands Jeb--you told Megan and Philip not to tell them, either--you're stalling--why?  The whole family is very upset, Barnabas reminds him. Perhaps, says Jeb, I can calm it. "I don't think so," says Barnabas, looking directly into his eyes. I sent for you, says Jeb, because they must know--and you must tell them. When I choose, insists Barnabas. You had better choose soon, advises Jeb--remember, Mr. Collins, we have ways of  controlling you. You're threatening me again? demands Barnabas. Not threatening, says Jeb, let's just say I punish you--I won't wait too long for Carolyn--tell me about her, has she ever been in love.  I don't care to discuss Carolyn here now, says Barnabas. Jeb stops him from leaving--do as I ask, he demands--has she ever been in love before? Barnabas tells him, "Before...she doesn't know you." You don't want her to, accuses Jeb. What I want has nothing to do with it, Barnabas, forget Carolyn now!  NO! shouts Jeb. You must, says Barnabas, by killing her father, you've given her more grief than she's ever known in her life!--and in addition, you've spoiled the whole plan--Paul Stoddard sold her to us and was going to give her away. I told you, you can give her away, says Jeb. The book won't allow me to do that, Barnabas reminds him. Incensed, Jeb tosses a chair to the floor, ordering, "FORGET ABOUT THE BOOK!" Allow her to recover, says Barn, give her time until... Until when? asks Jeb in a deadly voice. Until the time is better, says Barn. He gives Jeb dirty look, then turns on his heel and leaves, kicking one of the items Jeb shoved to the floor as he goes. After he exits the shop, Barnabas tells himself, I'll see to it that Carolyn's time never comes. He goes. Jeb childishly tosses another priceless antique to prove his point.

Liz works on some needlework in the drawing room. "Poor Mrs. Davenport," says Carolyn, "we must do everything we can to help her."--to think someone else is going through it now, just as I did.  Barnabas darts forward--you must go away, he urges his cousin. Liz looks up, surprised. Barnabas catches her look and says, why not?--it would do you so much good--go to New York, tonight, tomorrow morning. You can't be serious, says Liz. Carolyn needs a change of scene, says Barnabas.  I can't leave here now, says Carolyn.  Liz quickly agrees.  Elizabeth, it would be the best thing to do for Carolyn now, advises Barnabas.  Don't make me think, pleads Carolyn, not tonight. Barnabas urges her...  Carolyn stops him--I know you mean well, she says--there's only one thing I want to do now--call on Mrs. Davenport--I'm sure I can be of some help to her. I don't want you leaving the house tonight, protests Liz. I know what I must do, says Carolyn softly--no one is ever going to stop me from doing it again. She leaves.  Make her go to New York, Barnabas tells Liz.  You amaze me, she says--what good would it do for her to go? She needs a different life, he insists. Yes, agrees Liz, to become one of us--it would occupy her mind as it does mine. Barnabas looks evasive. She needs our sense of mission, continues Liz--Barnabas, make them receive her now. I can't do that, says Barnabas. You must, says Liz. It's not her time yet, says Barnabas--the book tells us when the time has come, and her time is not for months--and I won't hasten it. He walks away from her, leaving her alone with her confusion.

Antique shop - Carolyn writes Megan a note--I've been to Mrs. Davenport's, and stopped by to thank you for coming today--sorry to have missed you. Jeb comes downstairs quietly, sneaking up on her, and puts his hands over her eyes. She cries out, prying his hands away. "I frightened you," says Jeb, looking delighted. He introduces himself--I live upstairs--and you're Carolyn Stoddard. How do you know? she asks.  He chuckles, not answering. Where are the Todds? she asks.  Out, he answers.  She turns away from him.  Don't be frightened of me, he says. I have to be going, says Carolyn. No, he says, Megan and Philip told me so much about you. He brushes her shoulder with his fingers. You must forget about your father, he says. She gazes at him, astonished. "I will help you," he promises. I'm afraid no one can, she says. But you don't know me, he says, I know so many ways to help you, make you forget. She closes her eyes, then apologizes and says, I have to go.He stops her, a hand on her shoulder. You don't look at me when you talk to me, says Jeb. She turns to face him. That's better, he remarks. "You're shy, I like that--I like that very much." She stares into his eyes, but then, when he tries a more intimate touch, says, "Goodbye."  Tell the Todds I left a note, she asks, please don't forget. He promises not to, ever. She leaves the shop, and he follows her outside, repeating, "Never...never."

8 PM, back at the shop (more sloppy editing), Barnabas tells Jeb, I thought the matter was settled. It is not, says Jeb defiantly. I don't know why Carolyn was here tonight, says Barn. Because she was destined to, says Jeb, just as she is destined to walk up those stairs and enter my room. "Your room?" asks Barnabas. Yes, Mr. Collins, says Jeb, I need company there. "And she will become as you are behind that closed door?" asks Barnabas--"I don't believe it."  There are many things in the book, says jeb--you'd better start believing that now--Carolyn will be the first so honored, and then each one of you will be able to take on any form. Barnabas asks, "And will we be as mindless as you are when we change?" Be careful, warns Jeb. Barnabas goes on, "And will we murder as you do?" If it is necessary, says Jeb.  You cannot have Carolyn, says Barnabas--the rest of us will face our fate as we will, but "YOU CANNOT HAVE HER!" "I can and I will!" shouts Jeb--"Friday there will be a wedding, a wedding between Carolyn and me!" And he goes upstairs, leaving a horrified Barnabas standing there.

NOTES: Cheap funeral for poor Paul. No Todds, Julia--where the heck was everyone? Oh, yeah, six people per episode, I forgot.

Some loved Jeb, others hated him. He became DS' latest heartthrob, although he didn't attain the fan base that either Frid or Selby commanded. I thought he was cool back then, very anti-establishment and "hip." His use of the teen vernacular--uptight, man, etc., made him a fun, wicked character in 1970.

Now we know what the mission of the Leviathans is--to convert everyone to Leviathan form and marry off Carolyn to Jeb. I think Joe Haskell was a much better choice for her, or better yet, Tony Peterson.

Another death in only a few days--RIP Sheriff Davenport. Was the George you were talking to Sheriff Patterson? Come on home, George, there's a vacancy in the department!

Great performances by Nancy Barrett as the grief-stricken Carolyn, Liz, , Barnabas, Julia, Jeb, Davenport, everyone did a grand job.

Carolyn already seems fascinated by Jeb, despite herself. Barnabas and Jeb are already behaving like a father and son with a very dysfunctional relationship. I always felt badly for Carolyn that her family expected her to sport a stiff upper lip in her overpowering grief, and applauded her speech about hypocrisy. So true!


937 - Collinwood foyer - David is sitting in a wheelchair, the victim of a broken right leg. You're coming along well, says Julia.  David hands Maggie a pen and asks her to sign his cast. Julia gives his hair a playful swipe and says, David asked me to sign it before it was even dry. Maggie kneels and signs the cast. In a month, boasts David, I bet there won't be any white spaces left--I never broken a bone before, Dr. Hoffman.  I wish you'd tell me how you did this. I told you before, says David.  Tell me again, urges Maggie--I still doesn't understand it!  I was riding my bike down Crown Street, says David--I got on the path--this man jumped out of the bushes. Who was the man? Maggie asks--what did he look like?  The man was tall, says David, with blond hair and "weird" eyes. Julia hears this and frowns. Why didn't he help you to the hospital? asks Maggie.  I don't know, says David--when I fell, the man just walked away. I'm glad Megan found you and took you to the hospital, says Maggie--but you shouldn't have been in town, what were you doing there?  I don't have to tell you everything, insists David. "Were you going to the antique shop? asks Julia. Why would I go there? asks David--I wish the two of you would leave me alone--it's going to heal, isn't it?--I want to go show Mrs. Johnson.  he wheels himself into the kitchen. Maggie tells Julia, I just doesn't understand it.

Antique shop - "JABEZ!" Barnabas calls upstairs, furious. Jeb, on the stairs, turns and faces him. "You will not marry Carolyn on Friday, Barn insists. YOU will stop ME? demands Jeb. Yes, I will, promises Barnabas. Jeb laughs--when I was a child, you gave me orders, and I hated it then, but there was nothing I could do--but now I can do anything I want!  Now you will still obey the orders! commands Barn--now that you killed her father, the wedding must be postponed until we see how the book allows for this situation--Paul was to give her away!!  "I have seen her--and I WANT her!" says Jeb--I told you before that you could give her to me. You may be right, says Barnabas, but according to the book Carolyn cannot be forced--she must want you, too.  Force means one thing to you, and another to me, says Jeb--"Now why are you so against our marrying--really?" We have many things to do before the time comes, says Barnabas--the book says that there must be a timetable. There is, says Jeb, pointing to his head, and it's right here, and we will follow it--Friday evening, there will be a wedding in my room, and afterwards, you will prepare rooms at Collinwood for us--you will do that. Collinwood is not my house, protests Barnabas. No, agrees Jeb, it is MINE, I have seen to that, and you will do that or I will go to Mrs. Stoddard. NO! says Barn. You will do as I tell you, says Jeb.Barnabas stares into his eyes as though considering a refusal, but finally just nods and softly mutters assent. He starts to leave. After the wedding, says Jeb, Roger will become one of us. What if he can't be? asks Barn, there are those who can't, you know. Then he'll join the list of the expendables, says Jeb--there are a lot of people in that house I don't like--Dr. Hoffman--I think she's an enemy, don't you? She doesn't know enough to become an enemy, Barn points out. I've seen her, watching me, says Jeb, and you will think up a suitable fate for her--and that's an order! Then there's Maggie Evans. Maggie doesn't even know you, protests Barnabas, what threat could she possibly be? She was a threat to me as Michael, says Jeb, and will be a threat to me now--her parents are dead, so there will be no questions asked. Not true, you're wrong, says Barnabas. You will have to do some very clever thinking, says Jeb...Amy, I know she's one of us, but that was against my permission. You would even kill one of us? demands Barn. Yes, says Jeb, I'm not sentimental, she will have to go! He gives the spinning wheel a twirl, kneels, and adds, "The housekeeper,"  Mrs. Johnson will do as I say, Barnabas reminds him--as Mrs. Stoddard says! There will be other servants, I will see to that, says Jeb. "It is impossible!" shouts Barnabas. Jeb grabs Barnabas' coat and drags him down to the floor, on level with himself, getting right in his face and says, "I don't know what that word means, Mr. Collins, I only know that you have 12 hours to prepare for the wedding--or else!"  He smiles. "I know how difficult it must be to only exist at night--to feel the lust for blood, so that it drives you like an animal hunting for prey--and think of Josette, with Oberon and Haza standing guard over her--Haza can be much more cruel than I ever dreamed of--you know what you are supposed to do, what you are to make happen?" Beaten, Barnabas again nods, head bowed. "And you will not forget?" asks Jeb. Barnabas silently shakes his head, face hidden, ashamed. He rises to his feet and, without another word, leaves the shop. Jeb rises, too. Just as Barnabas opens the door, David wheels in. Barnabas, surprised, asks what happened. "You!" says David, noticing Jeb. Yes, me, says Jeb--welcome!  Why did you want to hurt me? asks David--"Barnabas, he's the one-I was on my bicycle and he jumped out of the bushes!"  Nodding at David's cast, Barnabas demands, "You are responsible for this?" Yes, says Jeb, stopping when he realizes Barnabas is about to leap at him. "I can do what I want now," brags the Leviathan brat, adding, "David must understand that I can be cruel as well as kind." "THERE WAS NO NEED FOR YOU TO HARM THIS BOY!" cries Barnabas. Jeb smiles directly at David and says, David and I will be very close, just as we were when I was Michael and Alexander--it's important David understand this, very important. David's eyes are locked with Jeb's.

Collinwood - Maggie reports to Julia, I can't find David anywhere. I haven't seen him, says Mrs. Johnson--where could he have gotten in a wheelchair?  I don't know, says Julia, but I have an idea--and she rises from the sofa. The front door opens; David rolls in. Where have you been? demands Maggie--you shouldn't have been out alone, you could have had another accident--I'll help you upstairs. I'll get myself upstairs, insists David--just hand me my crutches! Maggie turns to Julia.  He must learn it sooner or later, says the doctor.  She lifts the crutches off the foyer table and hands them to Maggie, who orders David, be careful on those stairs. Why would he be outside? Maggie asks Julia--sometimes I think something is happening to this house and everyone in it--David isn't the same little boy--I don't mean he's just growing up, it's more than that. Julia frowns.

David uses his crutches to enter his room. "Hello, David," says Jeb--let me help you.  Jeb takes his crutches and slides them under his bed, then sits down on the bed with David and asks, do you understand why I had to do what I did to you?  I do, says David solemnly. Good, says Jeb, I'm glad you do, even if Barnabas doesn't--the two of us always understand each other. "You were Alexander and Michael, weren't you?" asks David. Jeb grins. Yes, he admits--I call myself Jeb now--and you will always do exactly as I tell you. Yes, agrees David.  Good, you're a good boy--you get an A, says Jeb, ruffling David's hair--remember the radio your father picked up in Boston for you? asks Jeb--you gave that to me, when I was Michael (actually, Alexander)--I knew  then how close we'd be, when you'd learned what you must, and now you have--so I am going to give you something. Jeb displays his leather watch.  That's neat, proclaims David.  Take it, says Jeb, as a graduation present. You don't have to give me anything, insists David.  Jeb removes the watch, revealing the telltale moon-shaped birthmark on his wrist. I want you to take it, says Jeb--and hands it to David. Maggie enters the room and stares at Jeb. "You're the one who caused his accident," accuses Maggie (how did she know?)--what are you doing here, how did you get in? Jeb stands to face her. "I'm Jeb Hawkes," he announces.

David watches the adults talk. Jeb just came in to see me, he explains to Maggie. Yes, I felt responsible says Jeb. How did you get up here? she asks--I didn't see you come in. I didn't want to disturb anyone, just see David, answers Jeb. You knew we wouldn't let you, Maggie says. Yes, says Jeb, I guessed that. You can leave now, says Maggie sharply--the boy needs his rest--I mean that! Sure, Miss Evans he says.  How do you know my name? she asks. I've heard about all of you, replies Jeb, who then exits the room. Maggie quickly tells David, I'll talk to you later.  David admires the new watch on his wrist.

Foyer - Neither David's father nor I will appreciate your visit, says Maggie--if you wanted to help, you should have done it when he fell. Julia, in the drawing room, listens in. You seem to think there's something sinister in my coming here, says Jeb, but there isn't--I always do what I want. Julia joins them.  You can verify that I'm loyal, kind and sometimes obedient, says Jeb--can't you, doctor? Maggie, surprised, asks, do you know each other? Yes, we met, says Jeb.  Julia eyes him sharply. "Although the doctor seems speechless now," adds Jeb.  I'm surprised to see you here, she says.  It's nice to see you again, says Jeb, although I must apologize for my rudeness at our first meeting. He offers Julia his right hand and she takes it, immediately noticing the moon-shaped scar. I can answer Miss Evans' questions, says Jeb. Yes, some of them, at least, says Julia, trying to cover. Jeb bids both women good night--we'll be seeing each other again, he promises.  He gives them an insolent grin as he leaves.  Maggie asks Julia, "Who IS he?" I wish I knew, answers Julia. He's frightening, insists Maggie--his eyes, the way he stared at me, reminded me of that terrible little Michael--why was he in David's room, why? You  must find out, says Julia. Maggie agrees--I will. She walks away.  Julia picks up the phone and dials Grant Douglas.

Jeb was just sorry, David explains to Maggie--Megan told him I broke my leg. He's a stranger, says Meggie--why didn't he come to the front door and ask about him the way a stranger would? He came in the back door, says David. That was wrong, says Maggie. He's different from other people, says David.  Maggie agrees. He shows her the watch Jeb gave him. She sits down on the bed to look at it--why did he give you that? she asks. Because he was sorry, repeats David--there's nothing wrong with that and you can't make me give it back--I like Jeb. Why? asks Maggie.  I don't have to tell you everything, says David.  Maggie assures him otherwise--tell!--I'm not leaving until you do; there's more to it than you're telling me

Julia answers Quentin's knock at the door. I need your help to solve the mystery of Jeb Hawkes, she explains. I never heard of him, says Quentin.  Julia murmurs something about the mystery or Paul Stoddard's death and the others. And you want me to play detective? asks Quentin. I don't want to talk about it here, says Julia--David and Amy are upstairs. You don't trust them? asks Quentin, chuckling. Not David, not the way he's behaved tonight, says Julia--please come with me, she begs--Barnabas helped you, you've got to help me. They leave.

You shouldn't talk that way about Jeb, David cautions Maggie. I don't understand, she says--he caused you to have an accident and you talk about him as if he were a hero. You mustn't hold him responsible, David insists. She touches his face--"You're frightened," she says. I'm not, says  David--not of Jeb, not now. What do you mean? asks Maggie, pouncing.  Not since he gave me this, says David, admiring his new watch.

We see the grave of one Michael Hackett, born 1957, died 1970. Julia stands there holding a flashlight; Quentin holds a shovel. (Looks like a grave-digging expedition to me). When I saw the birthmark on Jeb's wrist, explains Julia, I knew it was the same person as Alexander and Michael--we must dig up this grave. But you told me you saw Michael in his coffin, says Quentin. I did, agrees, Julia, but I'm learning not to trust what I see anymore--something so terrifying is going on, I'm sure the supernatural is involved. You think they buried him, then tried to resurrect him? asks Quentin. I'm not sure, admits Julia--I think so. If what you think is true, says Quentin what will you do? I won't know until I find out, says Julia. Here goes, says Quentin, and begins to dig.

Collinwood drawing room - I couldn't sleep, Barnabas tells Maggie--I took David to the door and tried to... You found David? asks Maggie--you brought him home? Yes, says Barn, I found him at the antique store.  Why was David there, asks Maggie--who is this Jeb Hawkes?I wish I could answer your questions, says Barnabas, but I can't--there's something equally important on my mind--I'm very concerned about Carolyn. I am, too, admits Maggie. I tried to get her to leave Collinsport, says Barnabas, forget her father and go somewhere else (amazing how everything thinks it so easy to FORGET a deceased loved one), but she won't. I tried, too, says Maggie.  We think alike, says Barnabas, his face softening--you don't know how gratifying it is to find that out--I don't think the antique shop is quite the answer for Carolyn, and now that Jeb is there, I'm frankly afraid. He rises from the sofa. I just have a feeling, says Barnabas--I know he's interested in her, asks about her, I have the feeling it's more than just a casual relationship--since you and Carolyn are such great friends, discourage her from going there, advises Barnabas.  Maggie rises, too--it means a great deal to you in some way I don't understand, she says--I'll try to do everything I can. They look at each other, a mutual understanding forged.

Quentin has dug up Michael's grave. He opens the coffin, dirt falling from the lid.Julia shines the flashlight on the interior...

We've known each other for so long, Barnabas, says Maggie, and yet I never felt you were so concerned about the family. "I'm concerned about all of you," says Barnabas. She smiles--I'll do everything I can about Carolyn, she promises. Thank you, he says.  We sense a definite romantic spark between them. I should go check on David and make sure he's asleep, says Maggie, I don't trust Jeb. You're very wise he says.  She leaves. Barnabas wonders--am I wrong involving her, even to the extent I have?--but I must have help to end this... He goes into the foyer and looks upstairs. Julia enters--I must speak to you immediately, she says. I'm tired, complains Barnabas.  I won't be put off again, insists Julia--you've got to listen to me this time. I will not, he says--I told you not to involve yourself.  I'm already involved, says Julia, more so than before--I just dug up Michael Hackett's grave, and found an empty coffin. He gazes at her, startled. What does that mean to you? she asks. Nothing, he says, turning away. I'll tell you what it means to me, she insists--I pronounced Michael dead two weeks ago, I'd have sworn he was dead, but for some reason it had to be faked that he was dead--I don't know how, but I do know why--"In fact, I know so much about what is happening," proclaims Julia, "that you had better tell me everything."  Barnabas faces her and knows the jig is up--"All right, Julia, I will tell you the whole story," he promises.

NOTES: David Henesy really did break his leg, skiing, I believe, and they fit it into the storyline.

I guess Julia can't ever do her own digging, she always asks Stokes or Quentin to do the dirty work. That always struck me funny.

What will Barnabas reveal to Julia--the truth or more falsehoods?  Viewers were not liking the nasty, non-vampire Barnabas and were writing in and saying so, plus ratings were slipping after the highly popular 1897 storyline.  This is one reason why the evil Barn is now turning back into a true hero.

Love, Robin

932 - Amanda screams and runs from the room. Julia follows her.  Grant steps forward to stares at the portrait, which now reveals an unrecognizable face, completely distorted, covered with boils and scabs, reflecting a man who has lived too long and without hope for redemption.

No, moans Quentin--that face! Surely you know why that face looks as it does, says Julia--do you remember? I remember nothing, insists Grant, clinging to a wall. Look at it again, she insists, you must!  No! cries Grant. Julia turns to look at it herself. The hair is so scraggly!

That face, Amanda muses to herself, is that the way it would look if not for the portrait? And I--would I look like that, too, if not for Mr. Best? What difference does it make, why did Ie run--he'll remember me now, he must, he'll remember he's Quentin--I must go back. Instead, she finds herself face to face with Mr. Best. It's storming. No, she cries, you can't come for me now. Did you forget your appointment with me? he asks--am I early?--it would be most unlikely. He checks his watch. I have five more minutes, says--you must give them to me. I wouldn't cheat you, he says, not if you were right. There's something I must do, she says.There always is, sighs Best, ah yes, even when we should perhaps be composing ourselves, we worry about the everyday things. He might have remembered, says Amanda. Wishful thinking, says Best.  I left him before I knew, she admits. Really? asks Best, I find mortals most difficult to understand. Let me go back to him, she begs. I promised myself never to be moved by you again, he says. You were once very kind to me, she reminds him. Don't make me regret it, he says. All I ask is to walk in that room and see him, see if he knows, she begs. Best considers her plea. You must, she says, let me find out--you must!

Does it mean nothing to you? prompts Julia--look at the portrait--are you that afraid? All right, he agrees, turning slowly to look at the hideous visage in the portrait. One eye droops, half closed. The teeth are grotesque. You know, says Julia, watching Grant's face."Aren't you afraid to be alone with Quentin Collins?" he asks her. Quentin! she cries. Yes, he says, I remember the day that portrait was painted, oh yes, every minute of it--oh, God! he moans, returning to cling to the wall, murmuring, "Good God!"

Yes, I may have forgotten my life, says Q, but that portrait hasn't--there I am as I truly am, every slight, act of cruelty I ever committed is written into that face--every cheat, lie, sin, trick--and yet you can still look at me?  She nods. Julia, he says, I remember you, too--that's what I called you when we first met, when I brought Amanda...Olivia... She's Amanda Harris, reveals Julia. Where did she go? demands Quentin. I don't know, says Julia.

Best checks his watch and tells Amanda, I'm truly sorry--but you've asked me to break the rules too often, I'm afraid--come. Not yet, she pleads, not yet. It won't be unpleasant, he assures her. I'll never see him again, she wails. Perhaps you will, he comforts her. She looks at him--you're only saying that so I will come with him, she accuses.  Don't try to understand everything I say, he says, my mind is much more complex than yours, or anyone's--I pride myself on that. Just one moment with him, please, she cries, one moment.

She saw this? asks Quentin, horrified. Do you still love Amanda? asks Julia. I have always loved her, insists Quentin. Find her and tell her, says Julia, or... I can't explain, but a stranger will come and take her away forever, unless you find her and tells her you love her, she will die--tonight.

Quentin goes outside, but the only thing left of Amanda is a handkerchief monogrammed "Olivia Corey."  She was here, realizes Quentin, I'm going to search for her.

Best leads Amanda into the "stopping off" place She hesitates, but goes in. He starts to close the door.  Please, don't, she says.  One last look, my dear? asks Best. Let me go outside once more, she begs. One can never leave by this door, only enter, says Best. Amanda looks around--it's over, she laments. Not quite, he says--isn't it pleasant?--how I'm maligned. This is what death is? she asks. Only the first stage, he says, this is a passing through place. He goes to a desk and rings, as if it's a hotel lobby. My little hotel, says Best.  When will I leave this place? Asks Amanda.  It depends on my whim, he says--you will be most comfortable, I'll see to it--you must excuse me, I have others to meet. Don't leave me, she begs. Are you so afraid, you think Death a good companion? he asks--I'm flattered--it's been so long since anyone begged me to stay--but I must not give in to human emotions. He leaves. She stands at the closed door, then looks around at her multi-colored surroundings. She tries the door knob.  Let me out! she cries, pounding on the door.

A bellboy, dressed all in white, laughs at her, and in a British accent, asks, do you want to be let out?  Can you? she asks. Sure, he says, holding up a key. Why are you doing this? she asks. Why not? he responds. Go on, try it, he urges, handing the key to her. She does, but it doesn't work. The bellboy laughs.  Stop it! she screams.  I've gotten a lot of them with that one, he says, but there's no getting out of here, by that door, anyway. Is there another way? She asks. Would you believe me if I said yes? He asks.  I don't know, says Amanda.  She offers him a bracelet--it's very valuable, she promises. “What good is that to me?" he asks--say, I remember you!--you were here 70-80 years ago!Yes, she says. He brought you here from the river, then let you go--you're one of the lucky ones, you are, I never had your luck, he says nastily, adding, as she leans her head miserably on the desk, that I'm here to show you to your room. She cries.  Don't, he says--I don't even like to remember crying--funny, the things you remember, the things you can't even do anymore--are you ready now? She nods.  I'll give you a nice room, he promises, holding up a bunch of keys, and leads her away.

She's gone, Julia, says Quentin--I'll never see her again. She sympathizes. I found her and didn't even know it--why didn't you tell me who she was!?  Would it have helped, my telling you? asks Julia, considering you didn't know who YOU were?  Quentin is forced to agree. You know, he says, she asked me if I could love her, just today, if I could say I loved her--if I'd have said it, it would that have saved her. Julia, unable to answer, advises, don't think about it. How can I think about anything else? he asks sadly. There are many things you have to think about, says Julia--I don't mean to sound callous, but you must start thinking about...  Stop telling me what to do, will you? he shouts--get out of here and leave me alone!--there's only one person I want to see, now get out!  I'll leave, says Julia, but I will be back. She goes. Quentin says, helplessly, "Amanda!" He picks up a letter opener and contemplates suicide--yes, I will be with her yet. He prepares to cut his throat. Mr. Best enters.  Give me the letter opener, he demands. Who are you? asks Quentin. My name is Best, says Mr. Death, and it's not your time to die. (CAN Quentin ever die?) It was hers, yes, Amanda's, says Best--so you're Quentin? You took her from me, says Quentin, lunging at Mr. Best with the letter opener.  The latter simply holds out his hand and Quentin drops the intended weapon. Don't, says Mr. Best. I am impervious to attack--you are not, he warns. Give her back to me, commands Quentin. So you do love her--how interesting, comments Mr. Best. Bring her back, let me tell her, cries Quentin. And lose her myself? asks Best--she's had her chance! All right, says Q desperately, give me my chance--make a wager with me. You will wager with me? asks Best. Yes, says Q. You live by courtesy of Count Petofi, says Best--I know that, but even in my realm, there are arrangements that can be made. Make one for me, begs Q, I was ready to join her, you know that. And you would stay with her? Best inquires. If I had to, to be with Amanda, says Quentin--please, bring her to me, let me take her away--I love her like no other woman's ever been loved. I wonder, says Best--I like experiments, you know, you two, lovers lost, separated by half a century, and yet both still young...interesting, most interesting. Will you do it? asks Quentin passionately--will you?

The bellboy writes Amanda's name in the register on the desk. When Quentin and Mr. Best enter, the bellboy leaves. Do you like the place? asks Best--charming, isn't it? I have only one thing on my mind, insists Quentin--"Where is she?"--will I have to stay here forever? he asks Mr. Best, who is blathering about the place not being what Quentin expected--charming.  You have to stay here forever unless you can get out, explains Mr. Best. Quentin tries the door.  No dragons, no guards, the door simply won't open for anyone but me, says Best. You said that you'd bring her here so I could take her away, Quentin reminds him. "You don't think of yourself, do you?" asks Best--I like that--look, over there. Another door lights up.  Quentin finds that one unlocked. There is thunder, lightning. That is the way out, says Best--seldom used, but my life is dull sometimes, and now and then I sometimes amuse myself by giving someone who impresses me a chance to escape--it takes courage--you have that--and cunning--but that remains to be seen. What's out there? asks Q. You will have to find that out, if you want to leave with Miss Harris, says Best. It's a trap, accuses Q.It's many traps, says Mr. Best, many!--you want to try? With Amanda, says Q. Yes, agrees Best, good. He closes the door. Before she comes, says Best, ringing for the bellboy, I want to give you one word of advice--if you touch her, or she touches you, she is lost to you forever--if both of you reach the outside world, and you can, though you think not, but if you do, you will be together for eternity, whatever that means--but if you touch her, is lost, and if you lose your way, you will be, too--do you understand? Quentin does. Here are two candles, says Best, your only weapons--sometimes I think I'm too compassionate, but that's the way I am. "Good luck, Mr. Collins," bids Mr. Best. Quentin takes the two red candles from the desk and carries them to the Door to Hell. "We must not touch," he says aloud. Amanda enters, spots him, says his name, and reaches out to touch him...

NOTES: Now the lovers must fight their way out of Hades--if Amanda doesn't touch Quentin, that is. Why wasn't she given the same game rules as he was? Poor woman, Quentin finally realizing his true identity--and his love for her--just as her time has run out. Odd that Best considers two candles weapons in such a hellhole.

Barnabas reminded me of a man trying to train an unruly pet when he was forcing the Leviathan creature back into its room. It almost turned on its master!

Julia once again is saving the day, running from Grant/Quentin to Amanda to Stokes to Paul. She is undeniably the heroine of this storyline!


933 - How awful to be reunited and unable to touch! What a cruel thing to do to lovers!

Stop! Quentin orders Amanda, who is about to touch him--I nearly lost you!  I don't understand, she says--I was told you were here, and to come to you. Weren't you told not to touch me? he asks. No, she says.  That means the test has already begun, says Q grimly. Test? she asks, confused--I thought we could be together! And we will be, Quentin promises--in the land of the living--we are not allowed to touch, he warns, no matter how much we want to, because if we do, can't take you with me--every minute we're here, we're in danger--I thought it wouldn't start until the journey out; I didn't expect it quite so soon. Amanda is frightened, uncomprehending. Of course you are, he says soothingly, but I'll be here, as close as I can, and when it's all over, I'm going to hold you so tight--"I love you!" he says.  We must not forget, she says. Quentin lights the two candles and hands one to her. She takes it carefully, avoiding his touch. Let's begin, he says, there's no point in holding back now.

Antique shop - Megan, on the phone, says, in that shape, you really can't count on anything. Philip, still in a suit, stands beside her. Did the sheriff seem suspicious about your call? he asks. No, says Megan. I hope you're right, says Philip. I had to call, she says, to find out what was happening. You found out nothing, says Philip angrily, and heads upstairs. That's not true, says Megan to herself--if he was just wandering around town, the police would have picked him up by now--that means he's run for it, it may even mean he's dead, she adds, smiling--then we wouldn't have to worry about his talking to anyone!  Megan! yells Philip frantically.  She runs to the steps, asking what's wrong.

Stokes' house - Paul sits on the sofa, staring blankly ahead.  You must stop hiding from whatever it was, advises Stokes--you must try to talk to me, realize that you're safe now--safe. Paul says nothing.

Philip, stands before a wrecked wall in the Leviathan room--I went by the room, he explains to Megan--it seemed too quiet, somehow--and it was empty--why did he do it, he knows how worried we are about Paul Stoddard being gone, now with him gone, too, who knows what's going to happen?

In Hades, which seems to be little more than a large cave, Quentin and Amanda drop down into an area containing a skeleton. I'm anxious to keep going, she declares. The question is, he says, which way? He chooses one way--stay here, Amanda. He tries another path. Amanda drops her candle, throwing the area into darkness; she backs into a huge spider's web. Caught, she screams, unable to free herself.

Quentin comes running to help Amanda. In what I consider to be pretty decent special effects for the time, we see shadows of Amanda, struggling to free herself from the clutches of a gigantic spider. (I hate them!)  I can't get out of the web! Wails Amanda--Quentin, help me!  Hold on, he urges, try not to move around, you'll be all right. When Quentin comes upon the actual scene, the spider very close to Amanda, he cries, "Oh my God!" The spider, an ugly black thing that looks like it's constructed of pipe cleaners, makes an nasty noise, like a rattler, and pulsates in the web, as though sensing prey nearby and hungry for it.

Quentin stares in horror at the spider.  What is it? asks Amanda. (she doesn't know?)  The spider moves closer to Amanda.  Don't struggles, says Q tells, stay still. He picks up a rock and tosses it at the spider, which drops from the web. Quentin crushes the downed creature, which makes a few sad noises before it dies.  "That takes care of him," says Q. Amanda, still trapped in the web, calls to him. He goes over and chops at the web to free Amanda (and does accidentally touch her, although they don't acknowledge it). Freed from the web, she says, I never saw anything like that web, that THING! (No spider webs in her world, I guess.) Try not to think about it, he says. I wish you could put your arms around me, murmurs Amanda, it would be worth anything. Not an eternity without you, he says softly--hey, he says, not daring to touch her--stay close behind me, especially now that we don't have any candles. How will we keep from being separated? she asks. He takes off his coat and hands her one sleeve. We must keep hold of the coat--we'll never be separated, he assures her.

Antique shop - There's only one thing to do, says Philip--go for Barnabas. No, protests Megan, Barnabas will go looking for him. And find him and bring him back here, where he belongs, insists Philip  HE doesn't want it that way, says Megan--he doesn't want to come back here, not until he does what he has to do. What are you talking about? asks Philip. Don't you know, understand? asks Megan--don't you understand him at all?--he's gone to find Paul--he hates him, always has. He can't just do away with him! says Philip. He can do anything he wants to, she says. That will only make matters worse, points out Philip. And it's so good with Paul Stoddard free? demands Megan--ready to talk to the first person he sees--now you said it would be best if he were dead! I didn't say that, YOU did, says Philip. It doesn't matter--it's true, says Megan, but none of us is smart enough to find and take care of him--HE can! I still think we have to tell Barnabas, says Philip. You will tell him nothing, says Megan, her voice filled with cold, commanding cruelty--you will do nothing, you will just wait--just wait! And she gives her husband one of those bitchy warning glances.

Hades, Quentin and Amanda work their way over rocks. She twists her ankle, but insists, I can go on. That's a good girl, he praises--oh, God, do I want to hold you!  She grins and works her hands through her hair, then laughs ruefully. They each take their part of the jacket.  When I had to drop the jacket, says Amanda, I was so afraid I'd lose you. Gazing at her with love, he says, we didn't come all this way to lose each other. And they go on, linked only by his coat.

Stokes' house - Rid yourself of the shock of your experience, Mr. Stoddard, urges Stokes--think of it as something that happened to someone else--tell me what happened to him--to someone else? Paul is silent. Stokes is frustrated. He exits the living room, leaving Paul alone. Paul rises from the sofa, still wearing his Leviathan-destroyed suit. He goes to the phone, picks it up and begs the operator for the police. So, says Stokes, standing at his elbow, you CAN talk. Paul runs from him, closing and locking himself in the same room into which Adam disappeared (aka Bermuda Triangle Room). Open the door, please, coaxes Stokes, I won't harm you, now that you can speak, I might be able to help you. Stokes, unable to get in, he picks up the phone Paul dropped and dials Julia.

Quentin and Amanda arrive at a bridge. He spies a light at the end of it--beyond that passageway, there's safety--if they can just get across that bridge. We can't cross that bridge, wails Amanda, it's the final trap!--we're caught!  I know you're tired and frightened, says Quentin, but we've made it this far and can make it the rest of the way. How can we? she asks. I'll test the bridge, offers Q--if it can hold me, it can hold you. I feel there's so little time left! cries Amanda.   (OK she was getting on my nerves by this point)  You can't feel that way, he cautions, come on. He starts to step on the bridge.  Amanda begs, stay here with me, just one moment longer. If I do, he says, I'll take you in my arms. If you go, she says, I'll lose you. No you won't, he says, I promise you that. The wind blows as he takes the first step on the bridge. Thunder rolls. He slowly walks across the bridge, holding onto ropes looping across. Amanda watches fearfully.

Stokes awaits Julia's arrival. Thank heavens--maybe you can do something with him, says Stokes. Are you sure he can talk? she asks. Well enough to phone the police, he says--and he can move fast enough to have locked himself in there. Mr. Stoddard! Julia calls through the door. LEAVE ME ALONE! demands Paul. Stokes and I want to help you, says Julia, more than anything, but you must help us by telling us. I WILL TELL YOU NOTHING, yells Paul, "I WILL TALK TO THE POLICE!" All right, says Julia, I'll call the police. Do you think that wise? asks Stokes. Julia puts a shushing finger to her mouth. Mr. Stoddard, we'll do whatever you want us to do--call the police--now, you can hear me if you listen very closely. She dials operator and asks for the police.  Connected to the sheriff, she identifies herself and tells him it's urgent--come here immediately. We see she had her finger on the cut-off button for the entire call. She hangs up. Stokes and Julia look at each other. There's a loud, rumbling, terrible noise erupting from the room in which Paul has locked himself; he begins to scream. The creature is snarling, and Let us in! Julia begs Paul. The door opens.Paul, covered with a slimy substance, lurches out.

Quentin has reached the end of the bridge--I made it!  I feel so far away from you, says Amanda mournfully.  Only till you cross, he says. I'm frightened to cross alone, she says. You'll never have to do another thing alone as long as you lives, Quentin assures her--please, to me--cross the bridge, come on. She takes a first faltering step, then another.  Quentin encourages her every step of the way. She looks down, scared, noting, it's so deep...

Julia pronounces Paul Stoddard dead, then stands, wiping slime from her hands. Stokes comes out and reports, the room is a shambles, completely destroyed--wood broken, furniture torn apart. Who else was in the room? asks Julia. No one, answers Stokes, just a strange smell and some sort of slime substance.Paul is dead, says Julia--this time we had better call the police.

Don't look down, Quentin urges Amanda--keep walking forward. No! she cries, I want to go back. She turns.  Come to me, begs Quentin, come on, you can do it! She turns back toward him.  He continues to cajole her to keep moving forward, toward him. She walks, her eye on the prize, but loses her footing and abruptly falls through a broken board, disappearing from his sight."AMANDA!" screams Quentin.

NOTES: More choppy editing, and I suspect much was cut out.

RIP, Paul Stoddard. There is a better place than Collinsport, or at least we must hope so.

Has Quentin lost Amanda for good?  Did her whining make you glad she fell?  What did you think of their trip through hell?  Does it fit your concept?

Love, Robin