All language subtitles for The Twilight Zone (1959) - S02E06 - The Eye of the Beholder (1080p BluRay x265 ImE)

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

NARRATOR: You're traveling
through another dimension.

A dimension not only of
sight and sound, but of mind.

A journey into a wondrous land

whose boundaries are that of imagination.

That's the signpost up ahead.

Your next stop, the Twilight Zone.

WOMAN: Nurse?

Time for your sleeping medicine, honey.

[SIGHS SOFTLY]

Is it night already?

It's 9:30.

Oh. What about the day?

Oh, what about it?

Well, was it a beautiful day?

Was it warm?

Was the sun out?

It was kind of warm.

Yes, and clouds?

Were there clouds in the sky?

I suppose there were.

I never was much

for staring up at the sky.

No?

I used to like to look at the clouds.

If you stare at them long
enough, they become things.

You know what I mean? People,
ships, anything you want, really.

It's time to take your temperature now.

Oh, please, one more thing, Nurse.

Well?

When will they take the bandages off?

How long, Nurse?

Until they decide

whether or not they can fix your face.

Oh, I guess it's, pretty bad, isn't it?

I've seen worse.

Well, yes, but, it's
pretty bad, isn't it?

Oh, I know it's pretty bad.

Ever since I can remember

ever since I was a little girl…

People have turned away
when they looked at me.

Funny, the very first
thing I can remember

is another little child screaming
when she looked at me.

I, I never really wanted
to be beautiful, you know.

I mean, I never wanted
to look like a painting.

I never even wanted to be loved, really.

I just wanted people not to scream

when they looked at me.

When, Nurse? When? When?

When will they take the bandages off?

Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe the next day.

Now hush.

[SUSPENSE MUSIC]

You've been waiting so long now.

It doesn't really make much difference

whether it's two weeks or days now.

Does it?

NURSE: Dr. Bernardi,
evening report on patient 307,

no temperature change,
resting comfortably.

BERNARDI [ON RADIO]: Thank
you, Nurse. I'll be down later.

NURSE: Ever see her face, 307?

NURSE 2: Indeed I have.

If it were mine,

I'd bury myself in a grave someplace.

Poor thing.

-Some people want to live no matter what.
-[LIGHTS CIGARETTE]

Cigarette?

Suspended in time and space for a moment,

your introduction to Miss Janet Tyler,

who lives in a very
private world of darkness,

a universe whose dimensions

are the size, thickness,
length of the swath of bandages

that cover her face. In a moment,
we'll go back into this room.

And also, in a moment, we'll
look under those bandages,

keeping in mind, of course,

that we're not to be
surprised by what we see,

because this isn't just a hospital,

and this patient 307 is not just a woman.

This happens to be the Twilight Zone,

and Miss Janet Tyler,
with you, is about to enter it.

NURSE: Blood pressure and
temperature are normal, no change.

DOCTOR: Come back about 11:00,
Nurse. Give her the usual sedative then.

NURSE: All right, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Well, it's warm
this evening, Miss Tyler.

Yes, I thought it was,
but I couldn't be sure.

It's very warm.

Take my word for that.

We'll have those
bandages off you very soon.

I expect you're pretty uncomfortable.

Well, I'm used to bandages on my face.

I have no doubt. It's
your ninth visit here.

It is the ninth?

The 11th.

You know, sometimes I,

I think I've lived my whole
life inside of a dark cave

with walls of gauze,

and the wind that blows
into the mouth of the cave

smells of ether and disinfectant.

Of course there's a,

there's a kind of a comfort
living inside this cave.

Wonderfully private.

Nobody can ever see me.

It's hopeless, isn't it, Doctor?

I'll never look any different than now.

Well, that's hard to say.

Up to now, you haven't responded
to the shots, the medications.

Any of the proven techniques.

Frankly, you've stumped us, Miss Tyler.

Nothing we've done so far has made

any difference at all.

However, we're very hopeful

for what this last treatment
may have accomplished.

There's no telling, of course,
till we get the bandages off.

I'm sorry your case is not one

that we could have
handled with plastic surgery,

but your bone structure, flesh type,

many factors prohibit

the surgical approach.

Your 11th visit.

No more after this,
Doctor. No more tries.

Eleven is the mandatory
number of experiments.

We're not permitted
to do any more after 11.

Now what, Doctor?

Well, you're kind of
jumping the gun, aren't you?

You may have responded
to these last injections.

There's no way of telling
till we get the bandages off.

If I haven't responded, then what?

Well, there are alternatives.

Like?

Don't you know?

Yes, I know.

You realize, of course, Miss Tyler,

why these rules are in effect.

Each of us is afforded

as much opportunity as possible

to fit in with society.

In your case, think of the time

and the money and the effort

expended to make you look…

[ALMOST CRYING] Look like what, Doctor?

Normal. The way you'd like to look.

Doctor.

May I walk outside?

Please, may I?

May I just go and, and sit in the garden?

Just, just for a little while.

Just, just to feel the air.

Just, just to smell the flowers.

Just, just to make believe I
am normal? [ALMOST CRYING]

If, if I sit out there in the darkness,

then the whole world is dark,

and I'm more a part
of it like that, not just,

[ALMOST CRYING] One grotesque,

ugly woman with a bandage on her face

with a special darkness all around.

I want to belong.

I want to be like everybody.

Please, Doctor.

[SOBBING] Please help me.

There are many others

who share your misfortune.

People who look much as you do.

Now, one of the alternatives,

just in the event that
this last treatment

is not successful, is simply to allow you

to move into a special area

in which people of your kind

have been congregated.

People of my kind?

[SOBBING]

"Congregated."

[ANGRILY] Oh, you mean segregated!

You mean imprisoned, don't you, Doctor?

You're talking about
a ghetto, aren't you?

A ghetto designed for freaks!

Miss Tyler!

Now, the State is not unsympathetic.

Your presence here in
this hospital is proof of that.

It's doing all it can for you.

But you're not being
rational, Miss Tyler.

Now, you know you can't expect

to live any kind of a life among…

Normal people.

I could try. I…

I could wear a mask or this bandage or…

I wouldn't bother anybody.

I'd just go my own way.
I'd get a job. Any job!

I… [ANGRILY] Who are you people anyway?

What is this State?

Who makes all these rules
and conditions and statutes,

the people who are
different have to stay away

from the people who are normal?

The State isn't God, Doctor.

Miss Tyler, please, please.

The State is not God!

It hasn't the right to penalize somebody

for an accident of birth! It hasn't
the right to make ugliness a crime!

Miss Tyler! Miss Tyler,
stop this immediately.

[LAUGHS WITH RELIEF]
I feel the night out there.

I feel the air. I can smell the flowers.

[BREATHES] Oh, oh, please.

Please, take this off me, please.

[SUSPENSE MUSIC]

Please, take this off me.

[ALMOST CRYING] Please, take this off me.

[SHOUTING] Oh, please, take this off me!

Take it off me!

[SHOUTING LOUDER] Take it off me!

TYLER: Help! Somebody, help me!

Help!

TYLER: No, no, no. Let me go.

Please, let me go.

Let me go, please.

Oh, please. Please, let me go.

Please, please, let me… [SOBBING]

DOCTOR: All right, I'll
take the bandages off.

Get the anesthetist.

Yes, Doctor.

You look tired, Doctor.

Do I? Well, I hadn't thought about it.

I suppose I am.

You've been under a
great deal of tension.

I know how much it means to you…

This case in 307.

Well, you try to be
impersonal about these things.

You do everything medically possible,

everything humanly possible

and then, in the end,
you cross your fingers

and you hope for a miracle.

You know, once in a while,

a miracle does happen just often enough

to let you know that you're not wrong

or foolish to hope for one.

But you're destroying yourself this way.

Forgive me, but you mustn't

let yourself get
personally involved here.

I know. You think I
haven't told myself that?

But you see, Nurse,

I've, I've looked
underneath those bandages.

So have I. It's horrible.

No, I mean deeper than that.

Deeper than that pitiful,
twisted lump of flesh…

Deeper even than that
misshapen skeletal mask.

I've seen that woman's real face, Nurse.

The face of her real self.

It's a good face.

It's a human face.

I understand, but I must confess,

it's easier for me to
think of her as human

when her face is covered up.

But why?

Why must we feel that way, Nurse?

What is the dimensional difference

between beauty and something repellent?

Is it skin deep?

Oh, less than that.

Why, Nurse?

DOCTOR: Why shouldn't people
be allowed to be different? Why?

NURSE: Doctor, careful.
What you're talking is…

DOCTOR: I know. Treason.

NURSE: Oh, this case
has upset your balance,

your sense of values.

DOCTOR: Well, I suppose.

Don't be concerned, Nurse.

I'll be all right once
the bandages are off.

Once I know one way or the other.

Leader's speaking tonight.

He goes on in just a few minutes.

[SUSPENSE MUSIC]

MAN [ON TV]: And now,
ladies and gentlemen, our leader.

LEADER: Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight, I shall talk to you
about glorious conformity.

About the delight and
the ultimate pleasure

of our unified society.

DOCTOR: Now, I have to
ask you once again, Miss Tyler.

And I must insist that you
promise you'll remain rational,

no tantrums, no
temperament, and no violence.

You understand?

Now, I'll tell you precisely

what I'm going to do.

I'm going to cut the
bandages a section at a time,

then I'm going to unwrap
the bandages very gradually,

so that your eyes can
become accustomed to the light.

As you know, these injections

may have had some effect on your vision.

I understand.

So now, as I unwrap,

I want you to keep your eyes open,

and I want you to describe to me

the various shadings of
light as you perceive it.

All right.

Now, if you make any movement,

or if you start getting emotional on us,

I'm going to have to have
the nurses hold you down,

and have the anesthetist put you
under sedation, you understand.

TYLER: I promise I won't.

DOCTOR: All right, then.

[SUSPENSE MUSIC]

DOCTOR: Do you see
any light now, Miss Tyler?

Oh, just a little.

It looks gray.

All right, now.

Just be very quiet.

Now, Miss Tyler?

Oh, it, it's much brighter.

Good, good.

Look… Look up toward the light.

How about now, Miss Tyler?

TYLER: Oh, yes, it, it's very bright.

DOCTOR: Good, good.

DOCTOR: Now…

DOCTOR: I'm at the last
layer of bandages, Miss Tyler.

TYLER: Oh. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

TYLER: I, I can just see you.

I can just distinguish
your outline vaguely,

but I can just see you.

DOCTOR: Good.

All right, Miss Tyler,
I'm going to remove

the last of the bandages now.

Would you like a mirror?

[SIGHS] No.

No, thank you. No mirror.

All right, then.

I want you to remember this, please.

Miss Tyler, are you listening?

Yes, I'm listening.

Now, we have done all we could do.

If we've been successful, well and good.

There are no problems.

But if, on the other hand,

this final treatment

has not achieved the desired result,

please remember, Miss Tyler,

that you can still live
a long and fruitful life

among people of… your own kind.

Now, as soon as we discover the results,

-we'll either release you or…
-Doctor?

Yes?

If I'm still terribly ugly,

well, is there any other alternative?

Could I please be put away?

[SIGHS] Well, under certain
circumstances, Miss Tyler,

the State does provide for the
extermination of undesirables.

However, there are many factors

to be considered in the decision.

Under the present circumstances,

I doubt very much whether
we would be permitted

to do anything but… transfer you

to a communal group of people

with your disability.

They'll make me go, then?

That would probably be the case.

Now, remain very quiet.

Keep your eyes open.

All right, Miss Tyler,

here comes the last of it.

[SUSPENSE MUSIC]

I wish you every good luck.

[GASPING]

DOCTOR: No change.

No change at all.

[INTENSE SUSPENSE MUSIC]

[SCREAMS]

DOCTOR: I was afraid of this.

Turn on the light.

Needle, please!

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

LEADER [ON TV]: Life at the…

Stop that patient!

Stop her!

LEADER: We know now that
there must be a single purpose,

a single norm, a single approach,

a single entity of
people, a single virtue,

a single morality,

a single frame of reference,

a single philosophy of government.

We must cut out all that is different.

Like a cancerous filth!

It is essential, in this society,

that we not only have a norm,

but that we conform to that norm!

Differences weaken us!

Variations destroy us!

[RANTING CONTINUES]

LEADER: This norm is
what has ended nations

and brought them to their knees!

Conformity, we must
worship in all interests!

LEADER: Conformity
is the key to survival!

[GASPS]

[SOBS]

[INTENSE SUSPENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Miss Tyler.

Miss Tyler, don't be afraid.

He's, he's only a representative

from the group you're going to live with.

Oddly enough, you've come right to him.

Now, come on now.

Don't be afraid.

He's not going to hurt you.

He won't hurt you.

Don't be afraid.

DOCTOR: It's all right.

It's all right, Miss Tyler.

DOCTOR: Now, this is Mr. Smith.

Mr. Walter Smith.

Mr. Smith is in charge

of the village group in the North.

He'll take you there tonight.

It's the only way now.

Miss Tyler, we have

a lovely village and wonderful people.

I think you're going to like it

where I'm going to take you.

You'll, uh, you'll be with your own kind,

and in a little while…

Oh, you'll be amazed how little a while,

you'll feel a sense of great belonging.

You'll feel a sense of being loved.

And you will be loved, Miss Tyler.

Miss Tyler, would you
get your things now?

We can leave anytime.

Mr. Smith?

Yes?

Why do we have to look like this?

I don't know, Miss
Tyler. I really don't know.

But you know something?
It doesn't matter.

There's an old saying.
A very, very old saying,

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

When we leave here,
when we go to the village,

try to think of that, Miss Tyler.

Say it over and over to yourself.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Come on now.

We'll get your things and we'll leave.

Goodbye, Miss Tyler.

NARRATOR: Now the
questions that come to mind,

where is this place and when is it?

What kind of world
where ugliness is the norm

and beauty the deviation from that norm?

You want an answer?

The answer is, it doesn't
make any difference

because the old saying
happens to be true.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

In this year or a hundred years hence,

on this planet or wherever
there is human life,

perhaps out amongst the stars.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Lesson to be learned
in the Twilight Zone.

PRESENTER: Rod Serling,
the creator of Twilight Zone,

will tell you about next week's story

after this word from
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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

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