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By the way, David,

I'm afraid I got a confession to make.

I used the university's computers

to finish up these reports.

Now, look, I know you warned me,

but reprogramming for Scoville's computers

would have delayed us a week.

Yeah, well, your getting killed

would delay us a lot longer.

David, it's our first offensive action.

I'm getting anxious.

Another thing:

Remember we're using code names, will you?

It's not "Scoville," it's "Alex."

I forgot. I'm sorry, David.

Give me a little time.

I'll catch on.

Good night, Dr. Kramer.

Good night, Walter.

I wonder how they're going to like being

on the receiving end of this for a change.

All right, turn around, both you!

Up against the wall.

Come on.

Get the case.

(two gunshots)

I'll call an ambulance.

Get the... material...

and try...

Dr. Kramer!

There's been an accident.

Call the police.

Dr. Kramer's dead.

NARRATOR: Starring Roy Thinnes as architect David Vincent.

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.

(eerie whirring)

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

(whirring intensifies)

Now David Vincent knows that the invaders are here.

That they have taken human form.

Somehow, he must convince a disbelieving world

that the nightmare has already begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story:

Lin McCarthy...

Donald Davies...

Anna Capri...

Kent Smith...

John Milford.

Astronomer Elliot Kramer is dead,

but as a legacy to seven people

who know our planet is under attack,

he has bequeathed a powerful weapon--

a computerized program that will at last enable

his seven friends to go from defense to attack.

Where's Elliot?

They killed him.

Trouble is, once we start jamming

their navigational signals and they lose a few spacecraft,

they'll switch radio bands

and without Elliot Kramer,

we'll have a devil of a time

isolating the new frequencies.

How long had you known him?

20 good years worth.

He was one of the best friends I ever had.

I talked him into helping us.

Now it seems he died almost for nothing.

Maybe not.

There might be a way to make his work pay off

in something permanent.

Some goodies, Lieutenant.

Where'd you find those?

One up on the landing and one down below here.

.38 caliber.

Did you track down Kramer's secretary?

Yes. Kramer had an appointment tonight

with a man named David Vincent-- an architect.

Walter...

Yes, Lieutenant.

Did you hear any shooting?

No, sir.

But, Lieutenant--

the man who was bending over Professor Kramer--

he went off with the professor's briefcase.

Elliot Kramer gave us the means to go from defense to attack.

The means of jamming the navigational signals

the aliens are using to get from their planet to ours.

But he was more than a scientist.

He was a man you were proud to know.

Computations completed?

Yes, everything you need to start the transmitters.

(doorbell rings)

Excuse me.

Pour a lady a cup?

My pleasure.

I'm sorry to see Edgar take this so hard.

Yeah, I wish I could've stopped it.

I know.

Come in, Archie.

Hi, Edgar.

Glad to see you.

Thank you. Good to see you.

This is Colonel Archie Harmon.

Colonel Harmon's an aide

to the Undersecretary of Defense, Air Force.

Jim Bryce, my chief engineer.

How are you, Mr. Bryce?

Fine, sir.

My niece, Joan Surrat.

She's acting as confidential secretary to the group.

How do you do?

Miss Surrat.

And this is Mr. David Vincent.

Colonel.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Vincent.

Edgar's told me a great deal about you.

Is the colonel with us, Edgar?

EDGAR: If you mean in our group,

I'm afraid not.

Well, then I'm afraid I don't understand what...

the colonel's doing here.

Mr. Bryce...

I don't buy what you people are selling,

but when Edgar told me your plans

I decided to see for myself.

Jamming radio waves is something I understand

and Dr. Kramer is someone I respect.

I thought you said he was going to be here, Edgar.

Dr. Kramer was killed tonight.

Killed?!

I'll fill you in later.

Jim, I suggest you get to work on those transmitters.

I want action within 36 hours.

Right, Edgar.

Good night.

Good night.

I'll drive up there with you, Jim.

David...

I'd prefer that you didn't.

Well, we're finished here, aren't we?

That's not the point. You've been through a good deal.

What you need right now more than anything else

is a good night's sleep.

What I need right now is to get to work. Ready?

Uh, sorry, David.

Uh, car's loaded with equipment.

Besides, it's, uh... all pretty technical from here on in.

Go home, David.

Try to rest.

Why the sudden interest in how much rest I get?

You've been under a strain.

Why don't you recognize it?

I would be, too, under the circumstances.

Are you blaming me for Kramer?

All right... how did they get to him

if it wasn't through you?

I told you he used the university computers.

They must have been monitored.

I can't believe he'd commit

such a flagrant breach of security.

You're calling me a liar.

Look... maybe this is none of my business,

but... well, you've made me a part of your group

and I have to say something.

Edgar, you're upset because your friend is dead

and you're feeling guilty.

But that's no reason to be at each other's throats.

Now, both of you; please.

Sorry, David.

Joan, can you give me a lift back to my car?

Of course.

Edgar...

you two need each other.

Drink?

You still keep that 12-year-old sour mash?

(soft chuckle)

How was Kramer killed?

If I told you aliens, would you believe me?

No.

You will.

I'll guarantee that.

Mr. Vincent, police department.

This your gun, Mr. Vincent?

No.

Where'd you get it?

It's a long story.

You better tell it at headquarters.

Look, I'm tired. What do you want?

Try the truth.

I've been trying that since early this morning.

Let me have a whack at it.

You were after whatever was in that attach� case.

You pulled a gun on Kramer.

He fought you for it.

It went off twice.

You knocked him over the railing

made sure he was dead

then took off with that attach� case.

Well, Mr. Vincent?

Well, that's, uh... that's very good.

I hate to screw it up with the facts.

Okay, maybe a couple of hours in a cell

will make you less squeamish.

Filing charges?

We're holding you for further questioning.

You got a right to an attorney, I told you before.

All I want is sleep.

OFFICER: All right, move along.

REPORTER: Did you kill Kramer?

No.

Well, how did it happen?

Was it little green men?

Was it, Lieutenant?

Not exactly.

What, then?

He said it was aliens.

Aliens? What happened to them? Come on, Lieutenant.

He says they incinerated.

Incinerated? Vincent, what's your plea?

Innocent by reason of incineration?

Let's go.

Hey, those aliens, what do they look like?

JOAN: David!

Sorry, miss.

She's a friend of mine.

Later, miss.

DAVID: Get Alex.

I don't have to tell you

what the public will think of this.

He looks sick, he sounds sick

and anyone associated with him

would be considered sick, too.

But the whole thing's unfair.

David's trying to protect us.

That's why he can't tell a coherent story.

Do you think Colonel Harmon

can get the Department of Defense to trust a man who...

well, who seems to have lost his grip?

You could get David out in ten minutes.

Just call the district attorney

and tell him you have Kramer's attach� case.

They think David stole it.

Sorry, I can't jeopardize the group just for David.

Did you say, "just for David"?

Without David, there wouldn't be any group.

Joan, our duty's to our work.

Edgar, sometimes you frighten me.

She in love with him?

The only thing I could do

is go back to the apartment and tell...

He must have done something

to straighten out this mess.

I think you ought to see a lawyer.

Any lawyer in the country would think I killed Kramer

and start building an insanity plea.

Now, what's with him?

Does he still blame me for Kramer's death?

David, I don't agree with him,

but, right now, things are crucial.

Has he seen what the papers are doing to me?

Does he care?

We'll do something-- I promise.

Want some coffee?

No.

Feeling any better?

What do you want?

Thought maybe you'd feel

more like talking now.

I told you everything I have to say.

Okay, Mr. Vincent, get out of here,

but stay where we can find you.

What?

Your attorney filed

a writ of habeas corpus.

Don't have an attorney.

Evidently you do.

All right.

Thanks for the hospitality.

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HARMON: When did you move in here?

SCOVILLE: When we decided to jam their navigational bands

two months ago.

All we were waiting for

were Elliot's final calculations.

Mr. Scoville. Colonel.

Bryce.

Well, you certainly aren't going second class.

That's one luxury we can't afford.

Used to be an FM radio station.

We took it over.

Completely revamped it.

How's it coming?

No problem.

Elliot knew what he was doing.

I wish he were here.

LEEDS: Uh, David?

Take this over to the office.

I, uh, tried to call you.

Wanted to let you know

that there'd be no delay on the plans.

David...

I'm sorry.

The board of directors voted that you be replaced.

Wait a minute. The police let me go.

They didn't charge me with anything.

Mr. Leeds, this project is important to me.

I know that, David.

I put a year's sweat into this place.

My ideas are new.

And you were all so encouraging--

the board, the bank.

David, I like your work,

but even if you were Michelangelo,

I'd still have to replace you.

I'm sure you understand that.

No, I don't understand.

I'm trying, but I don't.

My work is good.

Why don't I continue?

Now, look.

You're going to receive a pro-rated check in the mail.

Change your name.

Go away.

Forget this, uh... delusion.

How many frequencies are you jamming?

The whole band that Kramer postulated

they'd be using for navigation.

And the next time they send down a saucer,

they'll get some action.

We'll see.

I hate to see you so unhappy,

mister, um...

David. David.

I'm Louise.

What's bothering you, Mr. David?

Have you ever been pro-rated?

Have I ever been what?

Fired.

(laughing): Oh, fired. Yes.

Sure. Lots of times.

Why? What's the big deal?

You've got it made, you know that?

You're beautiful,

you're happy

and you don't have a brain in your head.

Well, now, if you mean that I, I don't let things get to me...

Well, you're right, I don't.

(both laughing)

Well, they will. Mm-hmm.

I promise you that-- they'll get to you.

They'll get to all of us.

Promise you that.

Mr. David, are you sure you're all right?

I mean, would you like to talk somewhere else?

'Cause my apartment's right down the street.

You're probably just what I need,

but I have to go.

You're very nice...

but...

bye-bye.

Oh, Mr. David?

Don't forget your cigarette case.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Bye. Bye.

Buy you a drink, Mr. Vincent?

Oh, that's funny.

That's very funny.

You cost me a job.

Listen, Vincent, in one way or another,

you're responsible for the death of a brilliant man.

You're sick and you're dangerous

and you shouldn't be walking the streets.

Is that your opinion?

Yes, it's my opinion.

You started this, Vincent.

They all saw it.

Now, you better get out of here

before I call the men in the white coats.

Paranoid, pure and simple.

Let's get a drink.

Hi, David.

Hi. You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

That lawyer that got you out--

was he from the group?

No chance.

His name was Corbin.

I called his office.

They said he was out of town.

Nearest the court clerk could fig...

What's the matter?

Nearest the court clerk could figure,

a sympathizer must have hired the attorney.

What he meant to say was a fellow saucer nut.

Well, maybe they got you out.

I thought of that, but why would they bother?

To stop the publicity.

They don't have to.

I'm a laughingstock.

Oh, David, don't say that.

Hey, have you been in a fight?

The most important punch of my life.

It sobered me up.

I want you to go away with me.

Go where? Anywhere.

We can start over.

It's not my war anymore.

It belongs to the money boys

and they consider me an embarrassment.

David, it's still everybody's war.

I've had it.

There's no place to go,

no place they won't find you if they win.

That could take years.

We could live out our lives.

By then, who knows?

Don't. You believe in this.

I believe in you and me.

Nothing else matters.

It's everybody's war.

I've done my hitch, and I deserve a long vacation.

Now, how about it?

We'll have fun, be happy.

You shouldn't be making any decisions right now.

Give yourself some time, a chance to think.

Please.

You coming with me?

There's no place to hide from them, or yourself.

All right.

Ciao.

All right.

Stand by.

(Joan screams)

David!

(screaming)

(screams)

David! David!

You're not a young man, David.

Young in the sense

that the future is full of options.

A murder charge, loneliness, sickness,

death-- that's your future.

What do you want?

Cooperation.

I'm no traitor.

But you are at a dead end.

We know that.

David, do you want to die for them?

For those people who rejected you?

For the society that plans to destroy you?

You're an outcast.

Your only refuge is with us.

You're asking me to...

betray my own kind.

To kill them.

You won't have to kill anyone, David.

You won't have to fight anymore.

We'll take care of you--

all of your needs.

It could be a good life.

Ever read Faust?

It's about a man who sold his soul to the devil,

knowing he'd end up in hell.

Where do you think you are?

What do you think this planet is going to be like

for everyone but us

and those who work with us?

I am offering you power, David.

I don't want power.

I want peace.

I want out.

Maybe we should talk about money.

Money is easy.

A million?

Two.

In a numbered account in Geneva.

And immunity to whatever happens when you win.

Agreed.

You have something to do.

Do you drink...

or do we work?

I guess we work.

Well... that does it.

From here on in, we're fully automated.

Good boy.

How will you know if you get results?

Well, what we're hoping

is their saucers will crash

and when they do, we'll hear about it.

Edgar, if I were listening to anyone else...

(chuckles)

(phone ringing)

Yes?

Now take it easy, Joan.

We'll do what we can, I promise.

Now, can you get out here?

Fine.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you this before,

but David and I agreed that his life would depend

on the strictest kind of security.

David has let himself be taken by the aliens.

What?

He's done his part

and if we do ours,

we may cripple the invader conspiracy.

Surely you know something more about this Alex?

He's distinguished looking,

obviously rich...

after that, I'm blank.

But you worked with him.

And he cut me out, didn't he?

Yes, I keep forgetting that.

He was a contact of Kramer's.

People respected Kramer...

influential people.

And is Alex responsible for this?

Alex's money.

And the equipment?

From Alex's factories.

You're a very selective traitor, David.

About Alex, you know nothing.

About this transmitter...

you're a fund of information.

Well, we'll see.

We've taken the liberty of inviting

a dear friend of yours in.

Why?

Simply because I don't believe you.

(high-pitched electrical buzzing)

(whirring)

How would I know what it is?

Because you've probably been there.

It's a radio transmitter.

If you say so.

Designed for what purpose?

Your group built it.

What group?

Who is Alex?

I don't know.

You mentioned his name in the police station.

I did?

Oh, yes, you mean Alex Garrotta,

the lawyer from Chicago.

I thought he might be able to help David.

You're a foolish young woman.

We have ways...

Don't waste your time.

They've all been given a hypnotic cover.

It's a pity about David, isn't it?

What have you done with him?

The way he cracked up.

David's fine.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Did you tell them anything?

There was nothing to tell.

They know about the transmitter.

And they know that Kramer invented a way

to jam their navigational signals.

That's right, I told them.

Now all they want is a confirmation.

You can save your life.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Tell the truth.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Alex double-crossed me, didn't he?

Well, I'm getting two million dollars.

Confirm my story and we'll both be safe.

You're ill.

He's fantasizing.

What have they done to you?

(phone ringing)

Yes?

I see.

Evidently he wasn't fantasizing, Miss Surrat.

We've just lost one of our ships.

Malfunction of the guidance system.

Get the equipment ready.

We'll be leaving in 30 minutes.

Shouldn't we wait until tonight?

We're due in Rockland in three hours.

We will leave in 30 minutes.

What're you doing?

We don't need her now.

You kill her, you'll have to do without me.

I thought you were with us now...

You heard me!

You'll have to kill me, too.

She's coming with us.

Why? She'll only get in the way.

If anything goes wrong,

she'll be killed instantly.

Is that clear?

Nothing will go wrong.

Don't worry.

David, why?

It's for the best.

Best for whom? For what?

I mean, wouldn't it be better to die?

I don't want to die.

Our friends don't either,

but you're going to kill them.

Oh, David, in the name of god, you're going to kill them.

Let's go.

Oh, David, don't. Please, don't.

Don't! Don't!

Don't!

Don't!

300 cycles.

We're ready.

Very good.

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Reality, Miss Surrat--

cold reality.

Get the unit.

Well... right there.

(grunting)

Stop it!

Get her on her feet.

Keep working!

Don't do that again.

Very impressive.

Very impressive, indeed.

DAVID: Have you seen this?

We've underestimated you.

Is this more of Kramer's work?

No, Alex acquired it elsewhere.

We're going to have to talk more

about this Alex, David.

You let the girl go,

perhaps I can get more information.

Then you do know who Alex is?

No, but I can find out.

(screams)

David, you planned this, didn't you-- all of it.

I never planned to get you involved.

Oh, forgive me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Ready.

Now.

(coughing)

(coughing continues)

These brain tracings--

how close to human are they?

About a hundred light years away, Colonel.

Sorry about what we put you through, David.

I'm not. It was worth it.

I want Walter Reade Hospital in Washington immediately

and hold the line open for me

to Air Force Intelligence, the Pentagon.

David... what's happening?

Regeneration.

They needed regeneration.

David?

Is there any way to prevent his going?

Depends upon how much time he has.

No time at all.

I canceled the trip

to the regeneration station in Rockland.

I didn't trust you.

I took a chance on you, but I didn't trust you.

This time, you lose.

Not quite.

Take a look.

(gasps)

Fantastic.

Naturally, most of them were skeptical about the film.

Film can be faked.

They know it and they said it.

Does that mean we're back where we started?

Not at all.

I went to my boss.

If he had any doubts about the film,

he had none about me.

He's setting up a special study commission.

I honestly think you're on your way

to enlisting official support.

Now, David, if you need

any unofficial support with the police...

No, no.

Edgar's taken care of that.

Gentlemen, Joan,

in the next room, I have some material laid out

that just came down from Canada.

David?

If I could have stopped you

from helping those aliens yesterday,

I think I would have killed you.

I pitied you and... I guess I hated you.

Now that it's over, David, I...

I know.

Let's go.

They're waiting for us.

NARRATOR: A new war,

a war in which the ability to attack

is no longer the sole prerogative of the invader.

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