Night of Dark Shadows

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WOMAN:
How much land is there?

MAN:
Oh, only about 200 acres.

Hey, look up there.

lt's really incredible.

You were around for all those years...

...and l didn't even know you.

You wouldn't have liked me then.

l was mean and surly.

TRACY:

lt's gonna rain.

l still can't believe it's really Collinwood.

l can't even see the house from here.

Here it comes. l'm gonna put the top up.

What do you wanna bet l turn into

one of those women in House and Garden?

Yeah. l can see it now.

Mrs. Quentin Collins,

in her fashionable jeans...

...sitting at her 18th-century

rosewood desk...

...making out menus for the week.

We have a housekeeper, you know that?

Oh, great. l'll bet she looks

just like Mrs. Danvers.

l'm sure she does.

That solves one problem.

She can probably do everything...

...and l'll just sit around

arranging flowers all day.

And loving me.

l don't think l'm going in there.

QUENTlN:

Yes, you are.

Can you believe it?

lt's all ours.

WOMAN:

Mr. and Mrs. Collins.

Welcome to Collinwood.

l'm Carlotta Drake.

Thank you, Miss Drake.

How do you do?

Mrs. Stoddard, before her death,

had tea served here every afternoon.

That's one tradition we won't keep.

Oh, no. We can't let the house down.

[PLAYlNG PlANO]

We can call Claire and Alex

and invite them for tea in the drawing room.

With the lord of the manor.

Did you tell the Jenkins

we'd be here today?

Carlotta, did you tell the Jenkins

we'd be here?

No. l'm sorry.

l didn't know that's what you wanted.

- Let me show you the rest of the house.

- All right.

CARLOTTA:
Collinwood was built

by Joshua Collins in the late 1600s.

Of course, there have been many changes

and additions since then.

As a child, l used to hide here.

So many parties in those days,

and the guests were so elegantly dressed.

And the candles were always burning.

TRACY:

You lived here as a child?

CARLOTTA:

Yes, my mother was the housekeeper.

QUENTlN:

What's up there?

Oh, nothing you'd be interested in now.

ls that the tower l saw from the outside?

CARLOTTA:

Yes.

The master bedroom is this way.

lt has an excellent view

of the front grounds.

QUENTlN:

Quite a collection.

l've got a feeling my ancestors

wouldn't have bought my work.

TRACY:

Quentin's paintings are very abstract.

You're a painter. How interesting.

QUENTlN:
ls she one of the family?

CARLOTTA:
Yes, she is.

Her name is Angelique Collins.

She died in 1810.

Wow, she's beautiful, isn't she?

Carlotta, l think this is my favorite room.

The view is really incredible.

CARLOTTA:

l've prepared a salad for dinner.

Shall l serve it here?

TRACY:

Well, yes, would you?

That's our housekeeper.

She makes me feel like

she invited us here.

lt's beautiful, isn't it?

l got a feeling l'm gonna do better work

here than l've ever done before in my life.

TRACY:
lt's almost like living

in a museum, isn't it?

Quentin?

Darling, what's the matter?

Darling, what's wrong?

What are you thinking about?

Nothing.

l was just daydreaming, l guess.

Well, l think we're very naughty.

We should have tried to call the Jenkins.

They'll understand.

QUENTlN:

Are you gonna be happy here?

TRACY:

Well, l think l am, if you are.

QUENTlN:

That's something.

l don't know why...

...l almost feel like l've come home again.

Well, that's good.

MAN 1 [lN VOlCE-OVER]: Angelique Collins,

you have been condemned as a witch...

...and you must die as a witch.

Let your soul be returned

to the pits of darkness forevermore.

For thou knowest we do

what we must...

...for thy sake, in thy name. Amen.

Prepare yourself for eternity, witch.

Let the devil take his own.

[HORSE HOOVES PATTERlNG]

You killed her.

You killed Angelique, Strack.

Up, Doubloon.

[YELLlNG]

You killed her!

MAN 2:

Charles, you've been with her again.

What's wrong with you, brother?

Don't you remember?

Your wife's dead...

...though she still comes to you.

l know it.

All right.

You will have her for eternity, brother.

For eternity!

She's yours, brother.

You will have her for eternity.

Kill, Doubloon.

Quentin.

Do you know what happened last night?

Do you?

Everything has changed.

You must accept that.

l was good enough

until he came around. And then--

Now, listen.

l want you to go to the stables.

He'll be there soon to ride.

l told you

that everything was different now.

QUENTlN:

Styles.

l'm Mr. Collins.

Yeah. Yeah, l know. l...

l got your horse ready for you.

QUENTlN:

Good-looking horse.

Come on.

- l saw your wife today.

- Yes?

She rides, doesn't she?

- What did you say?

- l said, she rides, doesn't she?

Yes, she does. Come on. But not today.

[BELL TOLLlNG]

MAN:

Dust to dust.

Ashes to ashes.

Oh, Lord, we beseech thee to have

mercy on this sinner, for we all sin...

...knowing the mercy

of our heavenly Father.

And so we commend to thee

the flesh and spirit of Angelique Collins...

...beloved wife of Gabriel...

...loyal and loving sister-in-law to Laura.

[LAUGHlNG]

Angelique Collins has departed this life

for a far better world...

...a world without sorrow...

And so we commend her spirit

to a just and loving God.

Amen.

Quentin.

QUENTlN:
l see you've still got

that crazy eye of mine.

That's it, buddy.

Wherever we go, that goes.

lmagine finding the master of Collinwood

roaming around a cemetery.

Hey, Alex, they've got tombstones

in that place that are over 300 years old.

Tell me, how's life at the old castle?

- Have you seen Miss Drake smile yet?

- Once.

She had no reason to smile at you, Alex.

The first time he meets her,

he asks if the place is haunted.

ls it?

Not according to her.

ALEX:
One of these nights,

we're gonna go to the Blue Whale.

l'll introduce you to a Captain Russell,

who'll tell a different story.

Seems there's a young, beautiful servant

girl who roams the halls of Collinwood.

lf she cleans well, we'll hire her.

CLAlRE:

lt's time for lunch.

Oh, what do you want?

Ham or tuna fish?

ALEX:
Both.

- The same.

Right.

So, my rich landlord who doesn't charge

rent, how's life in the old estate?

- When did you and Claire get here?

- Two weeks ago.

Man, l thought you

were never gonna show up.

Hey, pal, what's wrong?

Hey.

Bloodshot eyes, unsuitable pallor.

Well, doc, l didn't sleep well last night.

lt's a funny thing about this place,

l keep imagining things.

What do you mean, imagining things?

- Nothing. Forget it.

- Oh, man, maybe l can use it.

You know, Claire and l

are starting a new Gothic novel.

That reminds me, l got a library that's

got to be full of material. Be my guest.

l'd appreciate that.

Thank you.

[KNOCKlNG ON DOOR]

QUENTlN:

Carlotta.

l wanna start work today.

- Could you suggest a good room?

- Yes. l know just the place.

Wait a minute.

l got the strangest feeling

l've been here before.

How could you have been?

l couldn't have.

Does it still seem so familiar?

No.

l wouldn't worry about it

if l were you, Mr. Collins.

There's usually some logical explanation

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