Burke Devlin: Welcome to the beginning and the end of the world, Miss Winters.
Victoria Winters: I'm afraid I'm not going that far. Only to a house called Collinwood. Do you know it?
Burke Devlin: Yes, I do. Very well.
Victoria Winters: My name is Victoria Winters. My journey is beginning, a journey that I hope will open the doors of life to me, and link my past with my future. A journey that will bring me to a strange and dark place, to the edge of the sea, high atop Widow's Hill, a house called Collinwood. A world I've never known, with people I've never met. People who tonight are still only shadows in my mind, but who will soon fill the days and nights of my tomorrows.
Maggie Evans: It's like this. A chauffeur tells a desk clerk, who tells a housekeeper, who tells me that you're going to work up in Collinwood. That makes you a jerk.
Victoria Winters: But why?
Maggie Evans: Listen, honey. The Collins family is the biggest thing in this town. They own the biggest cannery, the biggest fishing fleet and the biggest, darkest, gloomiest old house. And they're kooks, every one of 'em.
Victoria Winters: I don't believe that.
Maggie Evans: Okay. Move in there. But take a good look in that mirror right now. Because in two months, that pretty hair of yours is going to be one glorious shade of grey.