On a dark and stormy night on the moors of Scotland, Moragh looks up to the sky from the barn of her farm, and then her lover Ianto calls her back. She says that for a moment, a lightning bolt hovered above the croft and the Devil laughed in the distance. When Ianto dismisses her imaginings, Moragh asks him to warm her. He wonders what her husband Owen will think of where she is, and she insists that she doesn’t care and that she’s come to hate her husband’s obsessive love and his refusal to die. Ianto asks what she will do once Owen dies, and Moragh assures him that she’ll give the land and sheep to him. He assures her that he will come next when he sees a lamp burning in the window, and tells her that she has to go for now...Read the full recap
Host: Good evening. If you seem to sense an aura of cold dampness that permeates this room, attributed not to either defective air-conditioning or inclement indoor weather, it's simply because this is rather a special place with a special statuary and special paintings. And they carry with them a coldness that seems to go best in a crypt or in a place like this, called the Night Gallery. Our opening kickoff is deep into the end zone of the moors, where hounds bay and witches fly brooms, and the belief in the supernatural is as natural as breathing. Or not breathing. We call this item I'll Never Leave You - Ever.
Moragh: A lightning bolt. It hovered, like a falcon above the croft. I could feel the prayer rising in my throat, and it fell to earth somewhere beyond the ridge. And in the thunder, I could hear the Devil's laughter, as if, all along, he'd only just been teasing me.