Night of Dark Shadows Page #4

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- Hello.

- Hi.

l wanna thank you

for not telling Alex everything.

Well, l couldn't do that.

You weren't yourself.

Carlotta.

l've decided not to use

the tower room as a studio anymore.

But you said you were working

so well there.

This room seems better to me.

Would you mind having my easel

and paints moved down tonight?

lf you're sure, l'll start right now.

Oh, Quentin. l won't bother you

down here. l swear l won't.

l felt you were so far away

when you were in the tower.

l won't be anymore,

so stop worrying about it.

- Everything's gonna be all right.

- l know.

Now it will.

l said l didn't wanna see that again.

lt belongs in this room.

QUENTlN:

l find it distracting.

l don't want it around.

CARLOTTA:
There would be fewer

distractions if you went back to the tower.

All right, Carlotta,

what's going on around here?

Why is my working in the tower room

so important to you?

lt isn't. lt just seemed so ideal.

That's not the reason.

You know about those dreams

l've been having, don't you?

- l don't know what you're referring to.

- You know what l'm referring to. Her.

Am l dreaming it, or is she real?

Now, tell me...

...is she real?

You remember that little girl you thought

you saw at the window the other day?

Yes.

Well, it wasn't your imagination.

The girl was Sarah Castle.

She lived in this house

over 150 years ago.

What you've been seeing

are actually memories of a previous life.

l am the living proof of it.

l am the reincarnation of Sarah Castle.

That little girl was me.

l was part of everything

you're now remembering.

We're rare people, you and l.

Not only have we lived before,

but we're fortunate enough to remember.

Angelique loves us.

She always has and she always will.

l'll always remember that last day.

lt was a dark and rainy afternoon.

All week long, strange tensions

had been building in the house.

Tensions l did not understand,

but feared.

Everyone did not love my Angelique

as l did.

LAURA:

We can talk in here.

Gabriel, you must make a decision.

l think you've already made that for me.

Why else would the good

Reverend Strack be here?

STRACK:

Where is the witch now?

LAURA:

Where she always is.

ln the tower, posing for my husband.

STRACK:

Well, Mr. Collins?

- Why do you want my permission?

- Angelique Collins is your wife.

LAURA:
Do you want a mob

with firebrands outside this house?

l promise you,

it will come to that, and soon.

The strange death of Reverend Herridge...

...so soon after his sermon

denouncing her.

Yes, yes, but...

But the scandal.

LAURA:

There will be no scandal.

STRACK:

We've chosen four men from the estate...

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