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I think it was Julia who told Quentin the truth about Chris.
I love the scene with Quentin and his great-grandson: Quentin is walking through the woods when he hears someone or something rustling the bushes nearby. He calls out, and the werewolf jumps out and lands in front of him. Quentin backs away but quickly sees that the creature is seriously injured and weak. [And just how did it get out of the locked mausoleum anyway?] It sinks against a convenient boulder, obviously in pain. Quentin draws nearer but it growls, so he backs off and gazes at his great-grandson with sorrow and pity. What have you done? he asks gently. What have they done to you? Something has happened here. Someone has tried to kill you. Did you kill him? He moves closer to the werewolf and says, Chris, I want to help you. Somehow I’ve got to make you understand what I am saying. He seems to have actually reached the poor creature, which extends a paw toward him, then collapses to the ground with a cry of pain. Quentin’s face shows that he is remembering all the times he went through exactly the same torments. He looks up at the sky and notices that it’s getting lighter. Soon we can talk--the night is over, he tells the werewolf quietly. He sits down to wait and watches as the werewolf changes back into Chris Jennings.
Jeb finds out that Megan is Barnabas's servant.
Meanwhile, Quentin and Chris still in the woods. (For the first time, seasons are marked at Collinwood as red leaves of autumn appear on the trees behind Quentin and Chris, even though this episode originally aired in February.) Quentin says, I remembers what it was like when dawn came and I was covered with blood. Bruno almost got me last night, Chris says glumly. Next time he might. I’d rather you killed me now. I don’t want to pretend we’re strangers or that there is any help for me. Nothing has worked, not the portrait or Sabrina’s moon poppy. I am what I am because of you! Chris tells his great-grandfather, who shuts his eyes in pain and shame. So now you owe me something. I want you to kill me right now! Quentin disregards this request. Why didn’t Bruno kill you? he wonders. Did you kill him? What do you remember? Chris replies, All I remember is the sheriff standing over me with a gun--and then I woke up here. Go home and clean up, Quentin tells him. Later we’ll try to find out what happened.
Beautiful scene with Carolyn at her father's grave when her father's murderer happens by. grave finds her. She tells Jeb, Coming here is my way of letting my father know, wherever he is, that I think about him all the time. She starts to cry, and her father’s murderer holds her close. I just suddenly felt so alone, she sobs. You’re not alone, Jeb assures her, as long as I’m here. How long will that be? Carolyn wonders, pushing away from him. My father left, then came back only to be lost to me again. I feel doomed to lose everyone. You’re never going to lose me, Jeb declares. But something else is bothering you, isn’t it? She tells him about her “sort of” quarrel with Quentin. What did Quentin say? Jeb asks. I wouldn’t let Quentin say anything against you, she replies--or we couldn’t be friends. A peal of thunder suddenly rolls through the cemetery. He had no right to upset you, Jeb tells her. Why are there so many ways of losing people? Carolyn says, in tears again. There are so few of holding on. Hold on to me, Jeb says. That is all you need. That is all you will ever need. I’ll take you home. As they leave, a flash of lightning illuminates the headstone of Carolyn’s father--Jeb’s victim.
Chris has presumably cleaned up, but he is wearing the same shirt as when Quentin found him. He and Quentin explore the deserted and almost empty crypt. You didn’t kill Bruno, Quentin says, then kindly points out, but you tore a dead man into pieces. Chris is revolted and horrified, but the more practical and case-hardened Quentin tells him, It’s better than having him walk around. You just gave him back to death, where he belongs. We are all better off for it. Stay away from any others like him, too. Chris hastily leads the way out.
Jeb has returned to the graveyard and is standing by a row of four newly dug graves. He reads off the names for us: Thomas Findley [a relation of the unfortunate late Madame Findley?], John Hart, Amos Ross, Emory Page. I invite you to join me, he tells them. I call on the god of the underworld to release you! I promise him five new souls in return! A dazzling bolt of lightning and a huge thunderclap indicate that Jeb’s request has been granted. The earth on each grave begins to heave, and from one a hand (belonging to Charles Rush) reaches forth into the stormy night......
