Strange Paradise: Episode 70
- *Strange Paradise: Episode 70*
*Episode 70: Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/yc5svr*
Irene: "Storm clouds thicken over Desmond Hall in the forest beyond the
Great House. The night wind moans through the trees as if voices of the dead
were trying to contact the living. Tonight death will visit Desmond Hall
unless a man is able to resist the impulse to kill."
In Desmond Hall Ada stands at the top of the staircase carrying a candle.
She takes a couple of steps down the stairs. "Ada." Laslo calls from the
dark foyer. "Laslo you frightened me. It's such a dreadful night out. I
heard a noise." Ada says walking down the staircase. "I heard no noise."
Laslo says. "What are you doing here in the dark alone?" Ada asks. "I
might ask you the same question." "I told you, I thought I heard a noise."
"Where is your cousin?" Laslo asks. "In his room." "Did you look in his
room?" "No. I met Raxl in the corridor, she told me to go back to sleep,
that everyone is sleeping." "Then do as she says." Laslo tells her as he
turns away. He is putting his coat on. "Laslo don't leave me please. I'm
frightened." Ada says running after Laslo to the front doors. "I'm sorry I
must leave." "Where are you going?" "Holly is at Miss Hatters. She should
be brought home." Laslo says stopping and turning towards Ada. "But let her
stay the night Laslo. I don't like you going out. I don't like Irene." "Go
to bed." Laslo says as he closes the door and walks away. "Laslo the lights
are out. Please don't leave!" Ada cries out. She stands at the door and
covers her ears as thunder crashes.
In Irene's cottage Holly stands and looks out the window at the approaching
storm. Irene stands next to the fireplace. "Holly dear do sit down." Holly
looks at Irene. "I really should be going." Irene walks over to her. "In
this vile weather? I wouldn't allow it. I know I'll make us some tea.
There's nothing like a hot cup of tea on a bitter evening. Sit down
sits and looks at Irene. "Jean Paul might be worried about me." "When
you're with me? Never, now don't be a ninny. Just sit and watch the fire.
I'll be back in a flash darling." Irene walks away. Holly glances at her.
"You're very kind." "I know. Just relax my dear." Irene says from the
kitchen area in the cottage. "Close your eyes. Let me help you relax." Irene
says walking back to Holly and standing behind her brushing her hand over
Holly's temple. "Now think of nothing but the fire. Relax, relax. The fire,
think of the fire." Holly sits and stars at the flames. "Holly, Holly? Can
you hear me? Holly doesn't answer. "Holly close your eyes, close them. Now
sleep. Sleep quietly, peacefully. Sleep Holly, sleep. Sleep." Holly's eyes
are closed as Irene walks around the couch to her small alter on a side
table. Lining four candles across from each other she places Holly's compact
in the center. Irene has taken the compact from Holly's purse. "She is with
us now, oh Kings of the underworld. This is her possession as it is ours
now. Make the girl our own now."
Annie and Jean Paul rush into the Gate house to get out of the storm. Jean
Paul shines a flashlight around the room. He walks away from Annie shining
the light around the room until it shines in Annie's face. "You're not
afraid are you?" Jean Paul asks. Annie shakes her head. "No." Jean Paul
lowers the light. "Don't be afraid Annie. We have to wait in here until the
storm subsides. It's just a Gate House. I can't get the car started until
the weather brakes a bit." Annie is standing clutching the front of her
coat to ward off the cold. Jean Paul touches her face. "You mustn't be
afraid Annie." Annie covers his hand with hers. "I'm not afraid Mr. Desmond
because I'm with you." As Jean Paul stars at Annie he hears the heartbeat.
Squatting he lights a candle then looks up at her. "You're a very pretty
girl Annie. And a very sweet girl." "Am I? From somebody like you Mr.
Desmond, to hear you say that it makes me feel pretty." "But you are Annie.
I'm sure lots of men have told you that before." "Oh some. I didn't believe
them." "Do you believe me?" She nods. "Yes. Why are you starring at me
like that? Come over here and sit by me. It's very cold in here." Annie says
to him. Jean Paul stands and sits next to her. "I think it's very cold. Do
you think it's cold?" "We have a flame to keep us warm Annie. And your
beauty.' "I've never heard anybody talk that way Mr. Desmond. Like poems or
something. Your brother..." "What about my brother?" "When he stopped into
the restaurant when he was waiting for a train or something he talked like
that." Annie says looking away. "Nice, Oh but you're much handsomer Mr.
Desmond." "Am I?" Jean Paul asks as he stands and walks away from Annie. "Oh
of course, of course you are. Don't you know what an elegant man you are?
You're much too nice to be snobbish or anything." Jean Paul turns and looks
back at Annie. "Annie when you came back to the house you came to see me
didn't you?" Annie nods her head. "Yes, yes I did." "Why Annie?" "You
want the truth?" "Yes." "I don't know anybody like you Mr. Desmond. The
people I know you see, they have no respect no respect at all. They say mean
things to me, they do. None of the things they say about me is true." Annie
says standing and walking over to Jean Paul. "Would you say I was bad Mr.
Desmond? I mean do I look like I'm very bad?" Jean Paul glances down at
her. "You're a very fine girl Annie. But you just don't know." "Don't know
what Mr. Desmond?" Jean Paul turns away. "Annie I think I better start the
car." he says as he opens the door to the outside. Lightening flashes as
Jean Paul jerks back from the door. "Mr. Desmond what is it? Mr. Desmond?"
Jean Paul fights against the influence of Jacques and the curse.
In the cottage Holly is still asleep as Irene brings a tea tray to a table.
"Holly? Holly dear wake up." Holly opens her eyes and touches her head. "You
must have dozed off which indicates the kind of company I have to offer, not
very stimulating." Irene says pouring the tea. "No really you're very
kind." "Kind my dear. I've known so many kind people that are bores. I like
to think that I offer something a little more stimulating.' she says taking
a pouch and adding some of the contents into Holly's tea. "Have you found
dear that the saintly folks among us can be dull and bleak. I do think that
if more of us would try to be good then the good would show a happier
example. There now a strong cup of tea. It'll see us through the night."
Irene hands Holly a cup of tea. "And who knows we might have callers later.
People drop in at all hours in Desmondton." "At this hour?" "And we must
be entertaining and alert. Drink up dear." Holly raises the cup and drinks
the tea. "Is it too strong?" Irene asks. "It has a kind of bitter taste.
But it's very refreshing, I like it." Holly says with a smile. "I'm glad.
My brother brought it to me from the Orient. Pungent but it touches the
soul." Holly looks at Irene. "You know you're very nice to know." "I thank
you, now drink up." "No really. Why are you so nice to me? You hardly know
me." "Now lets see now. Why am I so nice to you. Well because I'm kind. So
kind I can't bear it. And because your a friend of Jean Paul�s. He's you're
guardian now as I understand it." "Oh no not really." "And because I once
had a daughter very much like you. It's not common knowledge but I did have
a child and one can never trust the generosity of the Gods. She was taken
away from me, an accident. She died." "I'm sorry." Holly says looking at
Irene. "Really I'm so sorry." "You mustn't be. We get over the unfairness
of life, we forget the monstrosities of heaven or we try." Irene says
standing and walking away from Holly. "I lost my daughter but I have you
Holly. I have you." Laslo is outside the cottage watching Holly and Irene
through the window.
Jean Paul stands and stares straight ahead. "What's the matter Mr.
Desmond?" "Nothing, I'm alright. I'm better now Annie." "I got a shock. I
didn't know what happened to you. Your face got so pale. Did you see
something outside in the storm?" "No. No nothing but the rain." "But you
did look awful. I could help you Mr. Desmond if you let me. Really I could."
she says walking closer to Jean Paul. "I'm sure you could Annie." Jean Paul
says looking away from Annie. "Thanks." "Annie tell me, tell me about
yourself." Jean Paul says fighting against the influence of the curse.
"Me?" "Yes. How you live. What you think." "Think? I don't really think
much of anything." Annie says turning away from Jean Paul. "At least as
seldom as I can. Life in this town is pretty dreary Mr. Desmond. Through no
fault of you of course. I used to be very happy when I was little and my
father worked and my mother cooked and bought us cloths. What does anyone
want when they are younger and comfortable?" "I don't know. What does
anyone want Annie?" "Anyway things got bad, lately it's gone bad. I work in
the restaurant and I hate it. I don't mind working but they pick on me. For
it seems that everyone has such big problems and they've got to take it out
on somebody else. That's me, do you understand?" "Yes, yes I understand.
I'd like to help you, I would. But sometimes we can't help the people we
would like to." Jean Paul says sitting down. "And if I were you Annie I
would leave." He stands and walks away from her. "Right now! I would get out
of this Gate House, I would go out into the storm! Run, run into the town
before..." Jean Paul shouts. "Before what Mr. Desmond? Before what?" Annie
asks getting upset. "Leave me! Leave me. Run!" Annie grabs him. "No I
won't go! I won't leave you! I won't leave you." Annie whispers laying her
cheek against Jean Paul's back.
Laslo enters Irene's cottage as Irene opens the door for him. "She's
sleeping." Irene tells Laslo. Holly is sitting on the couch with her eyes
closed. "Herbs, medicine she's pliable now Laslo yours to command." Irene
says taking Laslo's wet coat. Laslo walks over to the couch. "Holly, Holly
you don't know me but can you hear me?" "I hear you." "You will be one of
us Holly. Do you understand?" "One of you?" "You'll be among friends, with
Irene." Laslo says to Holly. "Irene?" Holly asks. "Yes Holly." Irene tells
her. "You will be a member of a circle. There is warmth, security and
riches Holly. Riches. You will be revenged on all those who have wronged
you. All those who despise you will suffer. All those who deprive you of all
that is justly yours will die." Laslo says to her. "You will be happy Holly
serene." Irene tells Holly. "I understand." "Now to achieve this you must
be as we are. As the others are. You are very young Holly but you must learn
to hate as we do. You will wear this around your neck." Laslo says as he
hands the black stone necklace to Irene. "Never question, never asking why."
"I will not ask why." Holly says as Irene slips the necklace around Holly's
neck. "It is a gift to you. It's a seal a promise that you will be among
us." Laslo says to Holly. "It is a seal." Holly repeats. "And through the
seal, through you Holly Jean Paul Desmond must die." Laslo says then stands.
"I don't understand?" Holly says. "Holly dear." Irene calls out to her. Holly
opens her eyes. "Oh I'm sorry." she says touching her forehead. "I was a
million miles away." Holly then notices Laslo. "Mr. Thaxton, why I didn't
hear you come in." "Jean Paul is worried about you Holly. I came to take
you back to Desmond Hall." Holly looks at Irene. "Yes I must go back to
Jean Paul." Holly stands as Irene helps her with her coat. "I'm sorry so
sorry I fell asleep." "That's nothing my dear. You'll come again. I promise
that you will visit me again."
Jean Paul looks away from Annie. "Mr. Desmond what is it? I didn't mean to
be rude or anything. I just meant that I'd stay with you. I like you Mr.
Desmond." Annie says stepping around to face Jean Paul, holding onto his
arm. The heartbeat pounds as Jean Paul turns towards Annie. "I like you
Mr. Desmond." Jean Paul pulls his arm away from Annie then looks at his
hand. The Mark of Death has appeared. "Really I do. I thought you were
going to help me Mr. Desmond?" Jean Paul raises his hands up then walks
towards Annie. He reaches for her throat. "Please Mr. Desmond! Please don't
Mr. Desmond!" Annie says backing away. Jean Paul puts his hands around
Annie's throat as Annie screams.
Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshow by Ron Janick
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy
"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
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