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Dark Shadows/Millennium cross over part 5


by gideon
d.b. genda

rosebar M"illennium


Lucy Butler comes to Collinwood # 5


OPENING SCENE: EXT. COLLINWOOD IN THE RAIN

VICTORIA WINTERS V.O.Today a spring storm rains down on Collinwood,
beating a rapid tattoo against its windows. While
some distance away at Wyndclyffe Sanitarium the storm brings more
than a rattling of window-panes to those within its walls.


INTERIOR: WYNDCLYFFE SAN. JULIA'S OFFICE

DR. JULIA HOFFMAN is seated behind her desk reviewing patient
files. The sound of heavy rain striking the window is heard. The
anniversary clock on the mantel strikes two o'clock. JULIA
checks her wristwatch and glances at the anniversary clock,
comparing the two. She adjusts her wristwatch. The intercom buzzes
and JULIA hits the button.


JULIA: Yes?

INTERCOM: Dr. Hoffman, your two o'clock is here.

JULIA: Very well. Show him in.


The door opens and a man carrying wet rain coat and a briefcase
enters. He is in his early thirties. He is short with wavy dark hair
and a high forehead. He has heavy eyebrows and intense dark eyes.
Beneath a short hawk like nose his mouth is a grim slit. This
is MIKE ATKINS.


ATKINS: Dr. Hoffman, thank you for seeing me on this short notice.
My name is Mike Atkins. I'm a private investigator and I'm here in
regards to one of your employees.

JULIA:
(Taken aback) Yes?

ATKINS: The employee is one you recently hired, Lucy Butler.



ROLL CREDITS

RETURN FROM CREDITS

SCENE ONE: JULIA'S OFFICE


JULIA: Please-ah- have a seat, Mr. Atkins.

ATKINS: Thank you.

JULIA:
(briskly) I really don't believe I can be of much help to you in
this matter, Mr. Atkins. Lucy Butler has only been an employed here for
the last three weeks and I...


ATKINS holds up his hand.


ATKINS: Dr. Hoffman, before you go any further, I want to inform you
that I am well aware that you were roommates with Miss Butler
back at university. This investigation originates from those days.

JULIA: I'm really at a loss as to what to say...

ATKINS opens his briefcase and removes several files and a Notebook.
He opens the notebook and glances at it.


ATKINS: Dr. Hoffman, on Oct. 5th 1967, outside of Rochester, New York,
an abandoned storage facility was being demolished. In the basement the
remains of four adult males were discovered. Dental records identified
them as Alan Beardsley, Frank Giotto, Joshua Reynolds and Andy Wyeth.
Are you familiar with those names?

JULIA: They - they were the - the medical students that disappeared
back in 1953.

ATKINS: When we looked back at the original investigation that was conducted
at the time of their disappearance it seems that Lucy Butler was involved
with each of them. Were you aware of her connection with these
four men?

JULIA: I -I really don't recall at this time. She might have mentioned them,
but it's been almost twenty years since that happened.

ATKINS: Sixteen years, actually. Her own disappearance after the authorities
began their inquiries cast a dark cloud over her head.

JULIA: How did they die?

ATKINS: All that was left were skeletal remains, so cause of death is
inconclusive; but we believe that they were tortured.

JULIA: Tortured?

ATKINS: Each skull showed evidence of trauma inflicted by animal canines.
Their faces had been literally torn off by a large carnivore.

JULIA: Couldn't...couldn't that have been done by stray dogs after they had died?

ATKINS: Highly unlikely. None of the other bones showed any evidence of
teeth marks; only the skulls.

JULIA: And you believe Lucy Butler is responsible for their deaths?

ATKINS: As I said before, Dr. Hoffman, Lucy Butler's running away
during the initial investigation suggests that she knows something.
When I started trying to track her down it was an extremely cold
trial but when I finally found a trace of her where abouts it
dates back to 1954 in Cleveland, Ohio.


ATKINS picks up a file and opens it.

ATKINS: Do you remember the Sam Sheppards case. It got a lot of
national coverage at the time. It happened in the Cleveland suburb
of Bay Village.

JULIA: Vaguely. Wasn't he the doctor who was convicted of killing
his wife?

ATKINS: Yes, even though Sheppard has continued to maintain that
his wife was beaten to death by an intruder in their home. His wife
suffered more then thirty blows to the head. Sheppard claims
that he fell asleep watching t.v. in the living room and was
awakened by his wife calling him . When he went upstairs he was
knocked out. He says when he came to his wife was dead. Sheppard says
he followed a tall dark haired male out of his house and engaged in a
struggle with the man. Sheppard says he was knocked out again.
The intruder was never found. The jury never believed Sheppard's
version of events. After all, it was brought out that Sam sheppard
had been having an affair, and that must make a man a liar.
They found him guilty.

JULIA: And where does Lucy Butler fit into this?

ATKINS: Miss Butler was working at the Bay View Hospital . It
was a 110 bed osteopathic hospital run by Sam Sheppard's
father and brother, Sam worked there also. When investigators
began questioning nurses at the hospital to find out if Sam
had been having any affairs with them, Miss Butler did
another disappearing act.

JULIA: I really fail to see...

ATKINS ignores Julia and opens another file.

ATKINS: Boston, October 27th, 1964 , a young woman report to the
police that a man came into her bedroom, held a knife to her throat,
tied her up, fondled her, said "I'm sorry." and left.
The woman's description of the perp led to the arrest
of Albert Desalvo. When Desalvo's photo was published in
the paper many women came forward and identified
him as the one who had assaulted them. While being held on the
rape charges, for reasons only known to Desalvo, Albert began to
confess in great detail to the crimes that had been
attributed to the Boston Strangler. Despite his confession,
there wasn't any hard evidence to convict him for the murders of the
13 women so he was tried for robbery and rape. He's sitting
in prison even as we speak. The psychiatrists are studying him,
trying to determine why a happily married, mild mannered man,
like Albert Desalvo, would commit these horrendous crimes.


ATKINS tosses a file on Julia's desk.

ATKINS: From June 14, 1962 to January 4th, 1964 thirteen women died at
the hands of what was dubbed the Boston Strangler. Would you
be interested in reading about the victims? They ranged in age
from 19 to 85. They crossed racial lines. They were strangled
with items of their clothing, belts, stockings, tights. He left a New
Year's greeting card between the toes of one of his victims feet. Some showed
signs of rape, others showed no sign of rape. Some were sodomized with-

JULIA:
(forcefully) Mr. Atkins! Enough! I do not wish to hear a litany of this
madman's atrocities.

ATKINS: Tell me Dr. Hoffman. What kind of questions do you think the psychiatrists
ask Albert Desalvo?


JULIA remains silent.

ATKINS: Do you suppose that one of the questions they will NEVER ask Albert
is "Who was your neighbor between March 15th, 1962 through Oct. 30th, 64?"
I'm sure they will never ask that question. The answer is not that
hard to discover, as all the records for the utility bills are in the name
"Lucille Butler"

JULIA:Mr. Atkins I really must inform you that I have a busy schedule here
and I'm afraid...


ATKINS opens another file.

ATKINS: On the evening of July 13th, 1966, Richard Speck-

JULIA gasps at the name Richard Speck, as she recognizes it.
ATKINS pauses for a second and then continues.


ATKINS: Richard Speck, under the heavy influence of alcohol and drugs
entered a two story townhouse in Chicago. At that time,
six of the nine nurses who live there are home. Speck ties them up with bed
sheets and proceeds to methodically butcher them. Later that
evening the final three nurses return home from their dates having no idea
what awaits for them inside the townhouse. Two of the three become
victims to Specks killing spree. Thankfully for one
of the nurses, Speck is so high that he has lost count of the number
of women in the house and she escapes her fellow nurses fate by hiding under
the bed.

JULIA: Are you going to tell me that Lucy was the one who hid under the bed?

ATKINS: No, that was Corazon Amurao. Lucy Butler had moved out of the
town house that morning.


JULIA sits in silence for a moment, than a visage of dawning terror crosses her features.

JULIA: My god! Oh, my god!

ATKINS: Dr. Hoffman? Are you all right?

JULIA: Lucy told me she had just come from Detroit. What horror could she
have left behind there?

ATKINS: Not to be flippant, Dr. Hoffman, but have you read any of the recent
crime statistics out of Detroit? I believe you would have
trouble to narrow it down to any one.

JULIA: Can't the authorities stop her?

ATKINS: As I've pointed out, Dr. Hoffman, there is no hard evidence against her.
You have to remember that we were not even aware of Lucy Butler until 67
when the remains of those medical students were discovered. For the last
2 years we've been tracking her movements, trying to get a fix on exactly
what Lucy Butler is.

JULIA: You keep saying "we".. Who else are you referring to?

ATKINS: The MILLENIUM Group.


ATKIN hands JULIA his card. On it are the Ouroboros symbol and the
words Millennium Group.


ATKINS: We are what you would call a consulting group for law enforcement.
It's made up of ex FBI, retired police detectives, former military
intelligence officers, and forensic specialists.

JULIA: And what are you?

ATKINS: I don't understand the question?

JULIA: You seem too young to be a retired police officer, so that leaves...

ATKINS: Former Navel Intelligence. But my history is not important.
I wish to put Lucy Butler under surveillance and I will need your cooperation
in this.

JULIA: Anything.

ATKINS: I believe it would be easier for us to keep track of her if you switch
Lucy's schedule over to the day shift.

JULIA: I believe that can be arranged. Is there anything else?

ATKINS: I'm going to have to ask you to also "hire" two new "orderlies".
If you could inform Personal of these new employees it will be a great help.

JULIA: I'll see to it.

END OF SCENE ONE

SCENE TWO

INT. COLLINWOOD: THE ENTRANCE FOYER

The foyer is empty of any people. We can hear the muffled sound of rain falling
out side. The grandfather clock strikes the quarter hour. It is 2:15.
The phone begins to ring. MRS. JOHNSON, the housekeeper, enters carrying
a dust rag and picks up the phone.


MRS. JOHNSON: Hello... Hello?... Is there anybody there? (We hear a loud
crackle of static over the line)
Hello? Can you hear me? (the line goes dead.)

Mrs. Johnson hangs up the phone.

MRS. JOHNSON: Hmph! This kind of weather always plays havoc with these
phones. Well, if it's important they'll call back.


Mrs. Johnson turns to leave and is about to go through the library doors to
continue her dusting when the phone rings again. Mrs. Johnson answers it.


MRS. JOHNSON: Hello, Collinswood... Yes, I believe he is in... Hold on a
minute.


Mrs. Johnson puts down the phone and calls up the stairs.

MRS. JOHNSON: David! David ! There is a phone call for you.

We hear running feet and DAVID COLLINS come charging down the stairs.
He snatches the phone out of Mrs. Johnson's hand.


DAVID: Hello?

We now hear the voice on the other end. It is the voice of LUCY BUTLER.

LUCY: David, I'm so glad to talk to you. How are you doing.

DAVID: Gosh, Lucy, I guess I'm doing okay. How have you been.

LUCY: Oh, I've been pretty busy. Have you been keeping up with watching
the changing phases of the moon, David?

DAVID: Not really. It's not the same unless you're there. You always
have such great stories to tell about the moon. It's
just... I don't know... just kinda boring to look at it by myself.

LUCY: Well, David, I have some good news about that. I have a feeling that I'm
soon going to have my evening free so we can go back to using your telescope on Widows Hill.

DAVID:
(very excited) That's great! I can hardly wait.

LUCY: As a matter of fact, why don't we plan on meeting there tomorrow evening.


END OF PART 5

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