Tuesday, August 30,
1966
My name is
Victoria Winters. I can still remember the words I heard the night I arrived at
Collinwood: “Welcome to the beginning and the end of the world.” They had no
meaning for me then, but now they seem terribly real. As real as the mysteries
of this strange dark house and the troubled souls who live within its walls. As real as the passing minutes and the growing
fear they bring.
Carolyn finds Liz playing the
piano.
She asks her to play more. It’s only ten past eleven, Carolyn says. Not
even the witching hour.
Liz has a feeling of impending
disaster. She tries to call Bill Malloy, but he doesn’t answer.
Carolyn thinks
it’s a little late to be calling. Is she afraid something happened to Bill?
Does it have anything to do
with Uncle Roger?
She tells Liz about the row
she had with Roger over the pen. Roger was talking about doing terrible things
to protect themselves. He said, “I refuse to be anyone’s sacrificial lamb.”
Liz goes upstairs to talk with
Roger.
Who is, of course, at his office.
He’s calling Bill Malloy. No answer. Burke says to let it ring.
Sam says it’s eleven-thirty.
If Bill was going to be there, he would have been there a half hour ago.
Burke says Bill had
information about his manslaughter conviction.
Burke wants to talk about that
instead of the weather or the price of sardines. No one admits anything. Burke
tries to call Bill again, and then decides to go to Bill’s house and bring him
back. Sam and Roger better be there when he returns.
Liz is worried that Roger isn’t
at home. Carolyn has made tea.
Liz says it’s cold in the room
and Carolyn says it’s “the chill of doom.” Liz isn’t amused. She thinks the
best thing for Carolyn would be to walk out the front door and never look back.
Carolyn is not interested in that solution. Liz wonders if the lamb has gone to
the sacrificial alter.
Sam tells Roger that Burke won’t
find Bill at home.
How does Sam know that?
He knows Bill. If Bill were
home, he’d answer the phone.
Roger thinks Sam would feel a
lot safer if Bill never showed up. This makes Sam angry.
“I could kill you.”
“That wouldn’t solve your
problem.”
Roger wants to know what Sam would say if Bill did show up. Confess
to being an accessory after the fact? No one can touch them as long as they stand
together.
Burke returns. “He’s either
out or dead,” he says.
His car is parked in front of
his house.
Roger says Bill often likes to
walk, so that doesn’t mean anything.
They wait. It’s close to
midnight. Roger and Sam want to leave.
Burke doesn’t want to let them. Bill
said he would be there.
Roger says he’s not waiting
for someone who’s obviously realized there’s no reason for the meeting after
all. He and Sam both deny knowing anything.
Roger tries to return the
fountain pen Burke gave Carolyn, but he finds he doesn’t have it on him. He
offers to give Sam a ride home. Burke tries to call Bill again as the two of
them left.
Carolyn and Liz reminisce
about a Halloween.
Liz suggests Carolyn go to bed now. It’s almost midnight. “The
witching hour,” Carolyn says. She goes upstairs.
The clock strikes twelve.
Roger arrives home. Liz wants
to know where he was. He tells her at a business meeting—but it was personal.
She wants to know if Bill Malloy was there. He came to see her earlier. He said
Roger was responsible for the accident that sent Burke to prison. She wants to
know if Bill spoke to him about it.
Roger is insulted that Liz
suggests he would have done that. He says he was responsible for Burke going to
prison. He testified against Burke. And every word was true.
Roger tells Liz
she should arrange for a meeting with the two of them and Bill, and he’ll
answer every question the two of them put to him. He tells Liz she should go to
bed.
Cast,
In Order of Appearance
Victoria Winters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . Alexandra Moltke
Carolyn Stoddard . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . Nancy Barrett
Elizabeth
Collins Stoddard.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Joan Bennett
Roger Collins . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . .Louis Edmonds
Burke Devlin. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . Mitchell Ryan
Sam Evans . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . David Ford
Fashion by Ohrbach’s
Directed by Lela Swift
Story created
and written by
Art Wallace
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