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Next, the invaders in color.

Look at those crazy kids.

One head like... And mine.

I'll see you, Sam.

Okay.

See your license.

What do we do?

Get out and I'll show you. Leave your lights on. Listen, we're only going 30

miles an hour. I mean, we're both watching here. Out.

That'll cost you.

Oh, yeah.

You're careful when you try to drive like an old lady and get stopped for a

headlight.

What's that?

Oh, it's nothing.

Look,

officer, please. Open it.

Now, listen, it's a girl.

It's a nice girl, and she just... She got a little oil up at the beach, and I

mean, we're going to be in enough hot water with her old man as it is. I said

open it.

What is it?

What is it?

The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin production.

Starring Roy Finnis as architect David Vinton.

The Invaders.

Alien beings from a dying planet.

Their destination, the Earth.

Their purpose.

to make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them. For him, it began one lost night on a lonely

country road looking for a shortcut that he never found.

It began with a closed, deserted diner and a man too long without sleep to

continue his journey.

It began with the landing of a craft from another galaxy.

David Vincent knows that the invaders are here, that they have taken human

Somehow he must convince a disbelieving world that the nightmare has already

begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story, John Larch, Carol Ross,

Frank Overton.

Tonight's episode, Genesis.

A police officer has seen something so terrifying that he had been driven to

hysteria and from hysteria to the thin edge of madness.

His incoherent words describing a creature not of this world and a strange

metallic disc bring David Vincent to this Rhode Island city and Officer Hal

Corman.

But why can't I stay with him and talk to him? You're his psychiatrist.

Now, believe me, he won't respond, Mrs. Corman, even if he hears you.

His mind has put up a barrier to shut out whatever happened to him.

Now we have to find a way to reach through that barrier, to bring him back

reality without frightening him, without driving him deeper into himself.

How?

Well, we can't do it here. We don't have the facilities.

I have papers for you to sign that will give us permission to take him where

he'll get the help he needs.

No, I won't let him go to one of those places. John.

John, you have to.

How's sake you do?

All right.

Do what you have to do. We'll go to my office.

You'd better stay here, Lieutenant.

She needs someone to blame.

Just be patient.

I'll wait for her down the hall.

A friend of mine, Sergeant Hal Corman, was brought in last night. Is he allowed

visitors? No, I'm afraid not.

Do you think I could see his doctor for a moment?

Pardon me.

I'd like to talk to you, please.

Over here.

Name? David Vincent.

Identification?

Where were you last night, Mr. Vincent?

There was an airplane ticket.

Flight 402 this morning.

What's this all about?

One man knows what happened to Hal Coleman, what he really saw.

That's the man driving that station wagon on the beach road last night. I'm

going to find that man.

You're looking in the wrong place.

Why would he come here?

Why did you come here?

I know most of Hal's friends. I've never seen you before.

Well, let's just say I'm interested.

The driver of that wagon would be, too.

Tell you what, Mr. Vincent, I'm going to hang on to this till I check with the

airline.

Where are you staying?

The shore.

Okay.

You'll hear from me.

Oh, Joan, let me take you home.

Thank you. I can get home.

I want to help him.

But will you do me a favor and not help him anymore? Just leave him alone.

Joan, I told you how sorry I am.

I was a little late for apologies.

It hadn't been for you if you hadn't talked Hal and... Joan, do we have to

rehash that again?

Why, Greg, what's wrong?

Eight months ago, you were so proud.

You and your protégé were going to take this town apart, clean it up, and to

heck with the city hall boys.

Nothing happened to you, Greg.

Nothing at all.

But Hal lost everything.

His rank, his future, and now... Now?

Blame me.

If it hadn't been for you, he wouldn't have been on that beach patrol last

night. He'd have been at a desk at the precinct.

You can run away from it, Greg, but you can't change the truth.

Yeah.

Mrs. Corman?

I'd like to talk to you about your husband.

Haven't you people written enough about him? Why can't you just... I'm not a

reporter.

My name is David Vincent.

Your husband had an experience that I might know something about.

If I could talk to him, maybe I could help him.

And myself.

What kind of an experience?

Could I have five minutes to talk to you?

Please.

All right.

This doesn't make sense.

What's it supposed to mean? Just what it says.

David Vinson, some kind of a kook, claims that aliens from outer space are

trying to take over the Earth.

And he was on flight 402 this morning.

Yes?

Uh -huh.

Uh, just a minute, please.

Hey, Greg, Dr. Grayson says Joan Corman's brought this Vincent guy over

hospital.

Dr. Grayson?

Lieutenant, you'd better get down here.

Yes, this Vincent's with her now. If I don't let him see her husband, she'll

have him taken out of my care.

Well, can she do that?

Of course she can do it. She committed involuntarily.

Well, if nobody stops her, I will not be responsible for what happens.

Well, uh, if the captain asks for me, you don't know what I hear.

Uh, Greg, wait a second, will you?

You know, if it hadn't been for the captain, you'd have been busted just

Hal was.

And you're going to keep on operating like a one -man army, and you're going

wind up without a job, without a pension.

Exactly nothing.

Yeah.

John, why can't you get it through your head?

You've read the report, and he doesn't even deny it.

I don't care what the report says about me. The facts behind it are true.

That's why I'm here.

Mrs. Coleman.

We know little enough about the human mind.

This man knows nothing.

One wrong word and he can push your husband so far into his own world that

never be able to reach him.

And one right word and he might come back to me.

Can you guarantee me that much?

I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Do we see my husband or do I take him

out of your care?

Please help us to understand.

Hal, you, uh, you don't know me.

But I think we have something in common.

We may have been through the same kind of experience.

Hal, try to remember the metal disc.

The metal disc you talked about last night.

A metal unknown to us. Warm, very warm.

And when it touched you, it began vibrating.

Someone held this disc in the palm of his hand and tried to press it against

your neck.

Is that what happened?

It's all right, Hal. Now, if that's what happened, you're not alone. I've seen

it too.

Now, Hal, try to remember. You saw something last night. What was it?

What did you see?

What was it, Hal?

I said get out.

He heard. I know that he heard what happened.

Push that buzzer by the door and get out.

That's it.

Boy, I should have passed some charge, I guess. You stopped her before this

happened. I got through to him.

Sure, sure. Tricks.

What kind of a crackpot are you? What do you want? The truth. And I found it.

It's up to you to dig up a lead on that station wagon.

Well, until I find something to book you on, I'm going to stay right on your

neck. Fine, I might appreciate that later on. But you better put a guard on

Corman. You're out of your mind.

I got through to him.

If it happens again, if he talks, his life's not worth a cent. Do you

that?

He's seen them.

They can't afford to have him talk.

You've got to guard him.

I want you out of here now.

Lieutenant, that metal disc he saw.

All they need is one minute alone with him in that room and he's gone. It'll

look like a cerebral hemorrhage.

And they'll do this?

I know what I'm talking about.

Go on back to your hotel and wait.

I'm not done with you.

Even if you don't believe me, you better put a guard on him.

David Vincent? Yes.

You better come with me to the station.

Why?

Al Coleman is dead.

Oh.

Cerebral hemorrhage.

Straight ahead.

Look, I want this whole area clear. But it's my hotel. Those were shots.

What happened?

Shots?

No, a can of gas went up, that's all.

Look, I want them all out of here until I check the damage.

Now, come on, will you?

All right, folks.

Back upstairs.

Nothing here now. Let's go back upstairs. Let's see you work.

It's all clear.

You okay?

Yeah, I'll be all right.

All right, then, would you mind telling me what I saw happen a couple minutes

ago? No, you told them.

Kind of gas went up.

Don't be funny, Vincent.

You know what you saw. What you want to believe is up to you.

What we have to find out is what Hal Corman saw.

This is the car.

Well... Who was that man I shot?

It wasn't a man.

Well, you have a report on me, a complete file.

You know what I've been tracking down? Invaders from another planet.

I just saw one die.

I found this in the front seat.

Ticket's up in the ninth street. Buried. It's stamped last night.

We can trace it.

While you're at it, the owner of the car, female 28, Celine Lowell.

And thank you, Lieutenant.

I said I'd be glad you were on my neck.

I was.

I came here to pick you up after Hal died.

He didn't just die.

He was murdered.

Well, I'd better stop by the station.

Uncheck the stuff. Pick up the wagon.

Sweet Lord.

Vincent, now remember, this is police business.

And I'm probably sticking my neck out by letting you in on it.

So don't last me up, huh?

About me, can you tell me where I can find Miss Lowell?

You go all the way around the bend, take your first exit to the right. She's

outside by the fish tank.

I am not hysterical.

You're tired.

We all are.

But there is nothing wrong.

Ken, please.

You feel afraid if I say anything to the police about Dr. Lanier's

disappearance, if it gets into the papers, that it'll jeopardize your

grant?

Silly.

Just give me a chance to check.

Are you Miss Lowell?

Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Lucas here, and this is Mr. Vincent.

Excuse me.

Now, you said on the phone that you found my station wagon.

Where was it?

You mean you didn't even know it was missing?

Well, no.

Everybody uses it. The keys are always in the ignition.

Well, then, somebody here could have been driving it yesterday.

Oh, absolutely not. No.

Miss Lowell, we have proof that the car was used last night.

Ticket stub from the 9th Street ferry boat.

Oh, please, what aren't you telling me?

What happened to him?

Home, Miss Lowell.

Well, I said I wouldn't say anything, but I guess I have to.

Dr. Lanier is missing.

He's the head of the sea lab.

Last night while we were working, he felt ill. He went home.

This morning I checked. We live in the same building, but there was no answer.

All right, Miss Lowell, after we finish here, why don't we go down to

headquarters?

Then you can give us a complete rundown on Lanier.

All right. I hope I can be of some help.

Well, if you'll come with me.

That is, Dr.

Harrison is not going to be very happy that I mentioned anything to you.

Now, that meeting should have been done two hours ago.

Everything's been off schedule for weeks, aren't he? Are you trying to meet

deadline? Trying, but I don't know whether we're going to make it.

Well, that's why it's so unreasonable for Dr. Lanier to have gone.

For that new wing, his gut will be finished in... Oh, for some kind of a

next week.

If this kind of work you're doing isn't secret, would you mind telling me about

it?

Well, if you weren't a policeman, I'd say no, but...

Well, maybe you'll see why we're under such strict orders about publicity.

Publicity. Now, that is something that we didn't even have to worry about under

our last director.

And then he had a heart attack, and Dr. Lanier took over the lab, and everything

changed. Everything.

Ken and I are the only ones that are left from the old staff, and Ken...

Let me show you something.

Do you know what that is?

No. But whatever it is, you can have it.

It's life.

Created life.

Dr. Lanier had Ken experimenting with primordial conditions.

The way the Earth was when lightning hit the sea and first life was born.

We've been duplicating these conditions by sending electricity through a mixture

of seawater, amino acids, and other compounds we know were in the sea then.

This is only on a very small scale.

Now I'll show you what our grant's giving us the money to do.

This is the new wing.

Dr. Harrison is over there.

Mind if I wander around a bit?

I guess it's all right.

The size of that cable, you could light a whole city.

Yeah, I guess you could.

You need all that power?

You have your own generator.

Well, I don't work here, pal. I'm just with a power company. You'll have to ask

one of the brains there.

I'm sorry to be so abrupt, Lieutenant, but I just don't have the time.

Ken, I'm going to headquarters with Lieutenant Lucifer and Mr. Vincent.

I'll be back.

Selene, I wish you... Don't worry about coming back. We're not going to work

late tonight.

I'll call you when we find out what's wrong.

Sorry, I couldn't be more helpful, Lieutenant.

Thanks anyway.

Naturally, I wish Celine hadn't involved the police, but she was right to be

concerned.

I've been afraid that Dr. Lanier was pushing himself too hard.

The strain of rushing to get the lab ready may have been too much.

Instead of worrying about Dr. Lanier, all I did was worry about publicity.

You know, I should go down to headquarters.

There might be something I can tell the police that would help find him. No,

Ken.

Your place is here.

Without the knowledge he gave you, without your skill, he's lost, Ken.

He needs you.

He told you about the meeting next week.

Those coming to that meeting, my people, will not be able to reach their goal

without his contribution.

He's the key.

Do you understand, Ken?

If we lose Lanier, his scientific genius...

Our timetable for this planet will be set back months, years.

It's why we came to this laboratory, why we put in the new wing.

For him, Ken.

For him.

What does he want me to do?

He wants you to bring him back.

To give him human form again.

I'm sorry, but he hasn't come back yet.

Well, sure, I'll have him call you the minute he comes in.

Right. Wait a second.

Oh, you just walked in.

Greg? Joan Corman.

Second time she's called.

Thanks.

Yeah, Joan, what is it? What's the matter?

But now, look, Joan, just take it easy now.

What?

Where, Joan?

Where did it come from?

All right, look, you just...

Take it easy. Stay where you are. I'll get back to you as soon as I can, okay?

She's at home, half out of her mind. She's been trying to reach me for hours.

She's just given us the lead we've been looking for.

Just before he died, Hal told her where to find the people responsible for his

murder.

He told her? Yeah.

There's a warehouse across the river, Allison Street.

Just one block from the 9th Street ferry.

The one we found the ticket for. That's right.

Wait a minute now.

A man in deep shock, so deep that he blocks out the whole world, comes to

long enough to give you the exact information you need. Yeah. And his wife

to you with the information, the woman who considers you responsible for her

husband's death. Now, come off it. It's a trap.

Trap? That was Joan Corman. Check it out. I don't have to. I know where it

Joan. Could be one of them.

It's not hard for them to duplicate her voice. Now, if you go, you can... I have

to go!

If it hadn't been for me and my stinking crusade, Hal wouldn't have been on the

beach that night.

Mrs. Corman, please.

Are you sure about that?

No, no, thank you.

That was Mrs.

Corman's landlady.

She left town an hour ago.

She went to see her husband's relatives in Illinois.

Do you know where that warehouse is?

Yes, I could see it from the dock when I took Dr. Lanier to the ferry.

Wait a minute. Do you mean to tell me you were in that station wagon?

No, not last night. It was...

It was a week ago. Dr. Lanier was feeling sick, just like he felt last

and he begged me to get him to the ferry. He said that his doctor was

across the river.

I know I should have said something, but by the way, everyone's been acting. You

know, nothing's made any sense.

Mr. Vincent, what's happened? Sergeant, I need some help.

What kind of help, Mr. Vincent?

Lieutenant Lukather is in danger, grave danger.

Oh, he sure is. When the captain gets through with him, he's going to think

danger. This is no joke.

Oh, look, pal. All the lieutenant told me when he called in was to turn the

girl's wagon over to her.

He didn't say anything to me about listening to your nightmares.

Now, the wagon's outside and the keys are in it.

Do me a favor, will you?

Be my guest.

Show me where the warehouse is.

gets you that much current, change every relay at the power station.

That means to suck all electricity from the border to here right through that

line. Now that would blow every transformer in the city.

Ken?

One birth of power. I must have it.

Yes, but if the power system blows... Then... Then our generators can take

Go to the power company.

Do it.

Too late to catch the last ferry.

Is there another way across?

There's a bridge about a half mile down.

Mr. Vincent, I don't know what's going on, and I think I'm entitled to some

explanation.

I wonder whose explanation you'll believe.

Mine or Dr. Lanier's.

Try me.

We're being invaded by beings from another world.

I believe they've already taken over the sea lab.

We're ready, Dr. Lanier.

Yes. Now.

Mr. Vincent.

Give me five minutes.

Either you're out of your mind or if everything you've said is true, we

be going to the police. Just five minutes.

You, come with me.

For what it's worth, I apologize.

Now you know.

What's that supposed to be?

This is a regeneration station.

To keep themselves in a human form.

And to get rid of us.

Without leaving a mark or a trace, they can induce a simple heart attack.

Let me go forth.

The sea lab. Quick.

What were those shots?

Just keep driving.

It's like every light in the city's out.

Those power lines I saw at the sea lab could draw enough current to black out a

city twice its size.

But those lines weren't connected. The lab isn't even operating.

They have their own generators.

Maybe they have to develop something more important than a handful of jelly.

What are you talking about?

Dr. Lanier was sick last night.

The station wagon picked him up, took him to that regeneration station.

The ticket stub proves that much.

Well, something must have gone wrong because usually when regeneration fails,

they die and they burn up. But suppose something else started to happen. Like

what?

Well, suppose he started to slip back. Suppose he was losing his human form and

the regeneration tubes didn't work.

Look, Hal saw something that was so terrifying that it drove him mad.

That something has been at the C -Lab all day.

Dr. Lanier?

Dr. Lanier.

meeting next week must be very important.

So must Dr. Lanier.

Or they wouldn't risk blacking out a whole city. But I don't understand. Ken

wouldn't work with him. I know that.

Well, you may have no choice.

You might be controlling him.

Working, Ken.

What do we need now?

Ken.

Nothing but time.

per minute.

The door behind the control room.

Stairway inside leads directly to the new wing.

Distract that guard long enough for us to get in that door.

The whole staff might be in... Let us get inside that door.

One thing, Vincent.

What happens when we get inside?

If I'm right, make a quick phone call and become a hero back at headquarters.

Yeah, if you're wrong...

Do you know where a 51 -year -old ex -cop can get a job?

Jimmy.

What are you doing around so late?

Just waiting for my ride.

Oh, well, why don't you come with me? I'll drop you off and see if I get a

No matter what he said, I know he's still with them. No, he isn't, Miss

He left a while ago.

Oh, I'm glad to hear that.

You can just push yourself so far, can't you?

You sure you don't want to ride?

No, thanks, Miss Lowell. I'll wait.

Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

You wanted to meet Dr. Lanier?

There he is.

Now you know who killed Hal Klum.

Make your call.

I told you to forget about Miss Law.

You're disrespecting him.

Andy? Greg.

Let me talk to the captain.

All right, Ken.

No guns. I don't know anything.

Cut the generators.

Cut the generators.

Kill him.

Don't, Ken!

You must. For Dr. Lanier.

You'll be needing this.

Oh, the return flight isn't marked on it. I'll be leaving in an hour.

Now, are you sure you don't want me to go with you to the FBI?

No, I'm not going there.

Why not?

I mean, after all this.

How is she?

Well, uh... She's asleep again.

Having bad dreams, though.

They think she'll have them for a while.

What did the doctor say?

Well, the doctor called it a small breakdown.

She'll be here for a couple of months.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I... I think I'll go home and get some rest myself.

Will you ever tell him what happened?

What good would it do?

Now, look, David.

She's had a breakdown, and he can't remember anything.

But you've still got me. I'm willing to stick my neck out.

You'd only regret it.

The only proof we have is that fire at the sea lab. Now, the power company says

that was due to a faulty relay.

How about some coffee?

Why not?

If I'm late again, well, I'm in trouble with the captain anyway.

But my conscience is clear. I did what I had to do. I found out what happened to

Hal.

And maybe I found out a little more than that.

Coffee sounds good.

One cup of coffee, a few stolen minutes, a last small gesture of defiance for a

crusader who fought and won a crusade and knows he can never claim the

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