Thursday, July 28, 1966
My name is Victoria Winters. An
attempted murder has made the house on Widow's Hill the center of a web of
confusion—a web that tugs on many people, and draws them closer to its core. A
young girl tormented by increasing doubts and uncertainties. A man, wavering
between the opposite poles of instinct and fact.
Carolyn arrives at the restaurant with many
packages. Somebody’s been shopping.
Jonas asks Maggie if she’s seen Burke.
Carolyn calls Joe to tell him she’s there.
She orders burgers for both of them. Maggie asks if she’s eating for two. She
tells Carolyn the constable is there, looking for Burke. Carolyn asks what
Maggie wants her to do, tell Burke to run? She didn't even know Maggie knew
Burke well enough to be concerned about him.
Burke used to pose for Maggie's pop. He’s going
to do a portrait of him now too.
Joe arrives with not much time for
lunch—and has to hear about how Burke, even though Carolyn finally seems sick
of the subject too.
Jonas catches up with Burke in the lobby.
He wants to go up to Burke’s room to have a talk.
Maggie brings Joe and Carolyn their
burgers. Carolyn tells Joe that Roger decided to call the police this morning.
She’s sick of the whole thing, including Devlin. This perks Joe up. He tells
her he’s thinking of going in on a boat with another guy from the cannery. A
guy who got to marry his girl. Carolyn asks Joe not to press her right now.
Burke comes in to order a sandwich to take
to his interrogation. He asks Carolyn how her uncle is this morning. He also
wants to know how long she and Joe will be there. Carolyn says Joe will be
going back to the cannery in a half hour. What about her? She’ll be going home.
Burke thinks hard about that half hour. Joe
tells Carolyn someday he’ll punch that guy.
Jonas questions Burke while Burke eats his
lunch. Burke admits he would have killed Roger ten years ago if he could have.
He wouldn't say he has no grudges now, but he no longer wants to kill Roger.
Jonas goes over the invitation for Roger to
come to town, meaning Roger had to drive there; how Burke went to the garage;
that he was seen with the wrench in his hand.
Burke says he picked the wrench up because
he sat on it while he was seeing how the car was. (This doesn't quite match his
previous story, but close enough so that he could have just left out the
sitting on the wrench.)
Burke notes he’s taken a lot of risks since
leaving Collinsport, but he doesn't place bets on dead horses. If he were
planning to kill Roger, he wouldn't have gone through with it after being seen
in the garage. He would have convinced Roger not to come to town, found a way
to put the bleeder valve back before anyone used the car.
Jonas wants to know why Burke came back to
town.
Maggie tells Carolyn and Joe that Burke
just called and would like Carolyn to come to his hotel room. It’s perfectly
fine, though, because the constable is there too.
Carolyn has to admit to Jonas that it was
her idea for Burke to come to Collinwood, that he didn't want to come. Carolyn
regrets ever asking him. At the moment, so does Burke.
Burke tells Jonas he came to Collinsport
for a visit and wishes he could leave now. Jonas advises him not to take any
sudden long trips.
Carolyn stays when Jonas leaves, so she can
tell Burke how angry she is that he played her. She knows he doesn't plan to
leave Collinsport soon. Maggie told her about the portrait. Burke claims his
plans have changed, but that everything he told her before was the truth.
She asks if he tried to kill her uncle. He
says no, and she leaves.
Bronson calls Burke. Burke tells him to
check into a hotel in Bangor and Burke will come there.
Cast,
In Order of Appearance
Victoria Winters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Alexandra Moltke
Carolyn Stoddard . . . . . . . . . . . . . Nancy Barrett
Constable Jonas Carter . . . . . . . .Michael Currie
Maggie Evans. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Kathryn Leigh Scott
Burke Devlin . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Mitchell Ryan
Fashion by Ohrbach’s
Directed by Lela Swift
Story created and written by Art Wallace
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