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Barnabas, left alone with Lang, takes the harpoon into his hands and explains that Roger was not there for an examination, but to kill Lang![/spoiler]
Lang takes back the harpoon, shocked at Barnabas' pronouncement. He asks Barn if he's lost his mind.No, replies Barnabas--but Roger temporarily lost his. Why would he harm him, asks Lang--Roger is a wealthy man with a rep to protect, why would he kill someone he barely knows? Barn explains Roger had no choice--he didn't know why he was there--Roger was possessed by Angelique. Ridiculous, insists Lang--this witch lived 200 years ago, so how could she reach across time to possess Roger? Her spirit is very much alive and determined to perpetuate the curse, says Barn. Lang, a man of science, doesn't buy this. What about your brutal headache and blindness? Barnabas reminds him--a spell caused by Angelique and executed by Roger from Collinwood via black magic. Roger stole your headpiece, says Barn, returning it to him. I misplaced it, insists Lang. No, it was stolen, says Barn, found in Roger's room. Lang sits down, considering all this information with astonishment. It's true, says Barnabas, and although Roger failed to kill him, Ang will order him to try again.
Wrapping up Scene 243 as scripted and not:
Setting up the current scene:
... And as for Quentin's final lines in the scene, what he actually says is "Well, I'm glad you were wrong" just before he turns away -
- from Alex and then adds "Have the lobsters ready --" - to which Alex answers with an unscripted -
"Females."
...
Quentin is clearly nervous when Beth joins him in the drawing room. You're just the person I wanted to see; he says. Beth doesn't believe him. Why should you? asks Quentin you never believe anything I say. Very little, she admits. It was true, he insists--sometimes, at night, this house. . .when I think of all the strange, inexplicable things that have happened here--as if a curse had been put on it. I don't believe in curses, she assures him. You're much too modern, chides Quentin. I hope so, she says. I like that, he says, his face very close to hers--no matter how far away I've gone from Collinwood, I seem to belong to it more and more - that makes me very unhappy. It must, says Beth quietly. He observes that for once--you're not snapping and biting, taking the opposite side. I know what it's like, wanting to get away from certain people and things, she says--I'm sorry I said that--you won't stop trying to find out more about it. We are friends, Quentin reminds her--after years of battling, and in two minutes, we're friends--perhaps you'll even agree we can be more than friends. She changes the subject.[/spoiler]