NARRATOR: This night has seen the violent end
of an evil woman who threatened the lives
of the two Collins children.
A creature of the supernatural, Laura Collins,
has been consumed by the flames
that once sustained her.
But the threat she posed still exists.
For the two children, Nora and Jamison Collins,
remain trapped in the fire she created
in a remote section of the house.
Oh, the room is on fire!
She must be in there with them.
The key works, but I can't get the door open.
Jamison, Nora, can you hear me?
BOTH: Yes, Father.
Yes, yes we can.
EDWARD: Is the door bolted on the inside?
Yes, the fire's in front of it,
I can't get to it!
I'll try and break the door down.
Go get an ax.
They've got to hurry.
There isn't much time!
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
Barnabas, Barnabas, where did you go?
Barnabas, where'd you come from?
How'd you get in here?
Never mind, now go over there and stay there.
I'll go and unbolt the door, now go ahead.
The fire's going away!
How did you do it, Barnabas?
I didn't do anything.
How did the fire start in the first place?
At first it was only in the fireplace,
but then suddenly, it was all over the room!
EDWARD: Barnabas, can you open the door?
BARNABAS: This is no time to try to understand anything.
We must get you out of here.
Nora! Jamison! Are you alright?
Yes, yes, father, we're fine.
How did the fire disappear?
It went out as mysteriously as it started.
Where is Laura?
We saw her in the flames!
She was coming to us.
But it wasn't her.
It was someone very old.
I suggest we take them downstairs and call a doctor.
Yes, yes, I think you're right.
Come along, children, you'll be alright now,
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
MAN IN ROBE: Quentin!
What took ya so long?
Do you realize what time it is?
I know, I know it's late.
But you're an old friend, Evan, I'm sure you'll understand.
Well, I understand one thing,
you're very drunk.
Oh, ho, that's right, [LAUGHS], very drunk.
And you want to know something, Evan?
It doesn't help.
EVAN: It never does.
Now, why did you come here at this hour?
Evan, Evan would you turn on the lights?
I don't like being in the dark.
Now tell me what you want so I can get back to bed.
Hey, now, what do you think I want?
I need help, Evan, and I need it soon!
Now, now, there's no one else I can turn to.
You're the only one who understands what has happened to me.
The fact that I understand it
does not mean I can do anything about it!
Well, you've got to try!
There must be some way to end this curse.
You've got to help me find it.
Quentin, I've already tried twice,
and I've failed each time!
Now listen to me.
Now, in two nights, there's going to be another full moon.
Now you know what happens then, don't you?
Yes, I know.
But there are some things you don't know.
Like the pain that comes just before the change.
And the guilt that comes after.
Evan, the last time it happened, I killed a woman!
Now there must be some solution!
Something that can undo what the Gypsy has done to me!
Quentin, I don't have a solution!
Oh, I sympathize with you.
I understand what you're going through.
If I could think of some way to try and help you,
to keep you from suffering, I'd try it,
but I, I don't have supernatural powers!
But you do have knowledge of the supernatural!
And of the black arts.
Now, all I'm asking you to do is to use it.
QUENTIN: Now, if anyone can end
my misery, it's you.
Well, the only person who could definitely end it
is the Gypsy herself.
If we could just think of some way of persuading her.
Well we can't, we've tried and it didn't do any good!
Now, Evan, listen, I'm not asking you
to perform a miracle, just promise me you'll try
to think of something, anything!
I can't go through with this again.
God, I'd rather die.
I don't even know where to begin,
but I will try to think of something.
Now, let's get you cleaned up and back to Collinwood.
We'll discuss it further tomorrow.
Well, what did the doctor say?
The children will be alright.
They're suffering from the shock
of the experience, that's all.
BARNABAS: That's quite enough.
Oh, it still seems to me so incredible.
Well, as long as the doctor's news is good,
there's no point in me staying here much longer tonight.
Besides, you look as if you could get some rest yourself.
I'm not about to rest, and I would appreciate it if you would stay long enough
to answer some very troubling questions.
Well, the most mysterious one is,
how you managed to get into that locked room
with the children?
As far as I can see, you accomplished something that
is humanly impossible, and I want you
to tell me how you did it.
Barnabas, I find your silence rather disturbing.
Surely you know how you got into that room.
Well, yes, of course.
Well then, how then?
Well, it occurred to me that
after you went to get the ax,
there was a ledge outside the window in that room.
I knew there wasn't time to knock
down the door, so I ran to the other end
of the corridor and got out that window,
and made my way along the ledge
of the window in that room.
Well, you did it amazingly fast.
Well, I wasn't even conscious of time.
There wasn't a second to spare.
I hope you don't mind my asking you these questions.
Not at all, Edward, I quite understand.
Do you have any idea what happened in that room
between Laura and the children?
Well, not completely.
But I'm sure that she made the children
make contact with her, and she tried
to get them to go with her.
Yes, there's no doubt now about her supernatural powers.
You've seen evidence of it yourself.
Yes, I did indeed.
I never believed that anything like that could happen.
Do you think that she has gone for good now?
Well, I can only assume that...
Well, that she died in that room
and consumed by her own flames.
The same flames that didn't leave a mark
on the children.
It doesn't seem possible!
And yet, if it is possible, what became of the body?
Edward, the circumstances around her death
make it impossible to explain it by ordinary logic.
And yet, I must find some way of explaining her death.
For the children's sake!
They're convinced that it wasn't their mother with them in that room.
BARNABAS: Well, who do they think it was?
Oh, some incredibly old creature
that they'd never seen before.
Well, as difficult as it may be for them,
it was their mother.
How am I ever to convince them of that?
I don't know, but I'm sure that they'll get
very little sleep tonight anyway,
so after the doctor has gone, I suggest
you have a good talk with them.
And tell them what?
Well, that for their own peace of mind
that they must accept the fact that their mother
is gone, and that she'll never return to this house.
I don't envy you this task, but you must do it.
And you must succeed in convincing them.
Very well, I'll try.
What are you doing out of bed at this hour?
I wanted to talk to you,
but when I went to your room, you weren't there.
Well, uh, I was visiting with Mr. Hanley.
We've been talking most of the evening.
Well, you must have wanted to see me
about something very important
to stay up this late, huh?
Yes, I wanted to ask you if we could
become good friends again.
[CHUCKLES] Jamison, I've never stopped
being your friend.
I know that, Quentin, but I've said some things
to you that, well, I'm sorry I said them to you now.
Has something happened here tonight
while I've been away?
Something that upset you very much?
You wanna tell me all about it?
My mother's gone, Quentin.
QUENTIN: Gone where?
How did it happen?
I don't know, I don't understand it.
There was a fire in the east wing,
and she was trapped in it.
It was terrible, Quentin!
And now, you don't have to tell me any more
about it, Jamison.
It's too upsetting for you to talk about it anymore.
I don't want you to go away too!
[CHUCKLES] Where'd you ever get the idea
that I might do that?
I don't know, I just don't want it to happen.
I want you to stay right here at Collinwood with me.
Well, I have no intention of leaving!
I'm going to stay right here, [CHUCKLES]
and we're going to be better friends
than we ever have been before.
Now, why don't you run upstairs
and get some sleep?
Tomorrow we'll have a nice long talk,
just the way we always used to, alright?
I'd like that.
QUENTIN: Goodnight, Jamison.
Goodnight, Mr. Hanley.
Now, don't tell me you're going to be grief-stricken
I thought you hated Laura Collins.
But now, in one way, at least,
I envy her.
What are you talking about?
Well, if she's dead, Evan, she may be better off than I am.
As long as you're breathing, Quentin,
there has to be some hope.
I don't see any.
Perhaps you haven't been looking
in the right direction.
What do you mean?
I've been doing a lot of thinking
on the way over here, and I may have a way
of solving your problem.
QUENTIN: Well, tell me.
Quentin, you and I are not exactly amateurs
when it comes to practicing these so-called black arts.
In fact, on occasion, we have been rather successful
at summoning certain dark powers.
QUENTIN: What are you getting at?
I suggest we conduct a ceremony
and try to summon the supreme power
of the underworld.
Is that what you're saying?
EVAN: That's what I'm saying.
Well, I admire your thinking, Evan.
I like a man who aims high.
But I don't believe for a minute that...
That the devil would answer us?
Quentin, what do you have to lose by trying?
Nothing, but I remember...
EVAN: Then let's try!
If we're successful, I think your troubles
will be at an end.
Of course, there is one thing you have
to take into consideration before you decide.
QUENTIN: And what's that?
I told you before, Evan, I'll find some way of repaying you.
I'm not talking about my price,
I'm talking about the devil's price,
which I would expect to be rather high.
You might not be willing to pay it.
I want to get rid of this curse.
I'm willing to pay any price!
If necessary, I'll sell my soul to do it!
You may have to, Quentin.
You may have to.
NORA: Yes, father?
Why are you sitting here alone?
Why aren't you with Jamison?
We both wanted to be alone today.
I don't know, after what happened last night...
Have you been here sitting, thinking about your mother?
Yes, please don't be angry with me, father.
Oh, I'm not angry, dear, it's perfectly understandable.
But you must realize that it isn't doing you any good.
NORA: But I can't help it!
I don't know how long it will take,
but the time will come when you must accept the fact, Nora,
that your mother is gone,
and that she's not coming back.
I want you to make every effort
to forget about what happened last night.
And the best way that you can do that
is to try to occupy your mind with other things.
Will you do that for me, Nora?
I think I'll go upstairs now.
Yes, of course, dear.
Oh, good afternoon, Reverend Trask.
No, I'm afraid not today.
Oh, oh, the lease, well I'm not the one
to speak to anyway.
Mr. Hanley, our lawyer, can help you with that.
Well, I don't see why not, he's very courteous
and most efficient.
Well, not at all, goodbye.
I would like to speak to you
about a very important family matter.
A family matter?
Well, I didn't know anyone thought
of me as a member of the family.
Well, Quentin, perhaps it's time that we did.
Are you quite sure you're feeling alright, Edward?
I think the time has come, Quentin,
for us to try to be a family again,
for you, and Carl, and Judith, and I
to sit down and try to reconcile all our differences.
And what has brought this on, brother?
The realization that there is something unnatural
about our lives.
What happened to Laura last night
was something that went against the natural order
of things, and I want to make certain
that nothing as freakish and abnormal
ever comes into our lives like that again.
EDWARD: What's the matter with you?
Oh, nothing, I've got to go, Edward.
But I haven't finished speaking to you!
You have now, I'm going to be late!
What is so important, more important than family matters?
I don't think you'd understand if I told you.
But you may be interested to know
that I am as interested as you are
in the natural order of things.
Everything is ready.
We can begin at the stroke of...
Perhaps we should postpone this until tomorrow night.
No! I wanna go through with it now!
EVAN: I'm sorry you got here as early as you did.
Don't worry about me, Evan.
I'm going to be alright.
Now, how can you possibly say that, you're drunk already.
Does it bother you, Evan?
Well, I don't think it will bother the devil.
If he happens to show up.
Suppose I just relieve you...
Suppose you don't!
You're not the victim in this mess!
I have to pay the price!
Let me pay it in my own way.
The time has come.
Prince of fire, hear my plea,
I call upon the flame to summon you.
I call upon the raven and the bat
and all the dark creatures of nature,
upon the charred and blackened star
that reigned at your beginning
to draw you like a rising mist
from out of the darkness of the earth.
Prince of darkness, I summon you
in the name of the seven plagues,
of thunder clouds that weep with nightshade.
In the name of every spirit that still bends
against the rasp of the wind and cries out to you.
From the subterranean rivers of blood
from which demons have drunk.
From the smoke of torment which rises forever
and ever, I evoke you,
appear to us, Satan,
appear to us, Satan!
Appear to us!