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(tires screeching)

Uh, David Vincent, please.

Has he checked in yet?

I don't have much time.

Don't see the name.

Hold on. I'll double-check.

(phone ringing)

Mm... Hattie?

Henry? Young lady's here

asking if a David Vincent's checked in.

Well, how would I know?

If he isn't registered, he isn't here.

Mr. Vincent isn't here yet.

'Course, it's still early.

(tires screeching)

Please, do you have a back door?

What's wrong, dear?

You have to help me. I...

Morning, gentlemen.

Good morning. I, uh, I'm looking for someone--

my... fiancee.

She's a pretty girl, about so tall...

long, brown hair,

wearing a beige coat.

Yep, that's the girl.

Oh, she's here? Was here.

Asked where to go for breakfast.

I sent her to the cafe on the corner.

Thank you.

Thank you. You're very kind.

City types-- trouble written all over them.

I'm calling the sheriff.

No. No, don't.

Are you afraid of the law?

I just need a place to hide until David Vincent gets here.

The sheriff can protect you a great deal better than I can.

You stay away from that board.

Now, see here, young lady...

I said stay away from that board!

Why... wha...

What's wrong with you, child.

I... I'm just trying to help you.

Stay away!

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:

Suzanne Pleshette...

Will Geer...

Kent Smith.

NARRATOR: The Sycamore Guest House, Arbor City, Massachusetts--

scene of a vicious, senseless killing.

David Vincent had been summoned here by a woman he'd never met.

Her name: Anne Gibbs.

Her reason for calling him: She had been marked for death

by creatures from an alien planet.

(sighs)

Who could've killed her, Tom?

Who could've killed my Hattie?

Well, that's what I'm trying to find out, Hank.

Hank, I want you to tell me

everything that happened in here this morning.

Well, I was there in my back office.

Hattie called here from the front desk

to say there was a young lady...

A young lady?

Young lady asking about a reservation for a...

a David Vincent.

And who's he?

I don't know. He hasn't checked in yet.

David Vincent.

Make a note of that name.

She's the one that's most likely--

that young lady.

She is the one that must've killed Hattie.

Why?

Because she was here, that's why.

(quietly): Oh...

Now, Tom Holliday, you have got to find her.

If you don't find her, I will.

Now, Hank, you turned in your badge two years ago.

I can still out-sheriff you any day.

(quietly): Yeah.

Well, this young lady that you're accusing--

did you get a look at her?

No.

Well, did anyone see her?

I did.

I saw her standing

right over there by the front desk.

That's all right. Let that man through.

What's your name? John Corwin.

You were in this lobby this morning?

About an hour ago-- I came in to use the cigarette machine.

That young lady that was talking to Hattie--

what did she look like?

Hank, I'll handle this.

She wasn't exactly a young lady.

She must've been at least... 45.

Big woman.

And you got a good look at her?

She had a lot of blonde frizzy hair

piled high on top of her head.

Mr. Corwin, I think

you'd better come down to headquarters with me.

I'm going to want all the details.

Hank, if that, uh, David Vincent fella turns up,

you let me know right away.

All right, folks, the show is over.

On your way. Move along.

Right over here.

Just a minute, sir-- I'm trying to get

someone to spell me here at the board.

Take your time.

Sycamore.

Uh, David Vincent, please.

Vincent?

David Vincent?

Yes. Is he there?

Now, wait a minute. That's for me.

I'm David Vincent.

You can take that phone over there in the lobby.

Hello?

Hello. Mr. Vincent?

Yes.

This is Anne Gibbs.

What's wrong? You sound upset.

Well, I am. I...

I can't meet you at the hotel.

I... I better not go near the town.

Where are you?

Uh... at an antique shop--

Shelter Point Antique Shop.

It's, uh, on the main highway

about three miles north of Arbor City.

All right, stay there.

I'm leaving right now.

Mr. Vincent? Yes.

I'm Anne Gibbs.

Can we talk inside?

Are you sure you weren't followed?

They don't know I'm in the area.

They know more than you realize.

You, uh, seem to be very familiar with them.

I should be.

I'm one of them.

I'm very fond of that myself.

It's very attractive.

Shelter Point Antiques.

Meet me here.

I'm not like the others.

That's why they want to destroy me.

I'm a threat to them.

What do you mean?

They've been experimenting

with human emotions.

I'm one of their failures.

When I get angry, I...

I lose control-- I get violent...

wild.

I don't believe you.

A woman was murdered this morning... at the hotel.

Are you telling me you did it?

She wasn't the first.

That's why they want to destroy me.

I'm a danger to them.

If your police should ever capture me,

they'll find out I'm from another world.

David, please help me.

Why should I?

Because I can help you.

I can tell you what you want to know about the invasion.

I could go with you to your government

and tell them why we're here.

In other words, you're selling out.

I don't buy it.

I'm not turning against them.

They turned against me.

I'm not one of them anymore.

My life has become valuable to me.

It could be to you.

Wait here. I have to make a phone call.

Yes, operator.

A collect call to New York--

person-to-person to Mr. Edgar Scoville.

S-c-o-v-i-l-l-e.

Scoville Electronics, New York City.

Hi. Be with you in just a minute.

Now, you were talking about the Florentine style.

Here's a clock I think you'd be very interested in.

I got this on a trade

so it's pretty reasonable right now.

Very attractive, isn't it?

I'm sure she's telling the truth

and she's willing to go to Washington with us.

We have to move fast.

All right, David.

I'll bring a helicopter to pick you up.

But we can't possibly GET THERE BEFORE 3:00.

That's a long time to stay out of sight.

The aliens are after her and so are the police.

The police?

Now, you know this area.

Where can we hide out?

Hold on a minute.

Would you like to see what I have outside?

Oh, David.

Charlie McKay has a summer camp in Cape View.

That's not too far from Arbor City.

Good. Will you call him?

I'm not sure it's a good idea,

especially if the police are involved.

We don't have time to be choosy.

We know we can trust him.

All right, I'll set things up.

Start looking for us at about 3:00.

There's a baseball field there.

All right, I'll see you then.

Excuse me.

How far is it to Cape View?

Cape View?

That's about 70, 75 miles.

This highway takes you right to it.

It's a fabulous drive.

Thanks.

Oh, have you seen anything here that interests you?

Still looking.

You all right?

Let's go.

Sure there's nothing I can help you with?

No, thank you.

Well, be sure to come back.

Our pewter sale begins next Monday.

(car engine starting)

(tires squealing)

Hey, you, hold on!

That's funny.

He told us to meet him here.

Hello.

Oh, hi there, Mr. Willis.

Hi.

That young couple that just left here--

do you know them?

Should I?

Are they, uh, some kind of fugitives?

Why would you say a thing like that?

Do you know something?

I'd better call the sheriff.

Just a minute.

I was sheriff here for over 20 years

and anything you can tell Halloway,

you can tell me.

Well, now you wouldn't want me

to get in trouble with the law, would you, Mr. Willis?

Besides, Sheriff Halloway, he's one of my best customers.

Well...

how much?

Oh, that... 98 cents.

There you are, ten dollars.

I, uh, don't have any change.

I thought so.

Where did they go?

Cape View.

Are you sure?

I just gave them directions.

You save this for Sheriff Halloway

when he retires.

Buying some antiques, Mr. Willis?

WILLIS: Never mind.

I found this in your station wagon.

The grief-stricken husband seeking revenge.

Give that to me.

Why, you must know something the sheriff doesn't know.

I know you told a lie about that woman.

Fat, 40, blonde, frizzly hair.

You've seen her?

Maybe.

Mr. Willis...

I lied to the sheriff for a good reason.

I want him busy elsewhere.

This case is bigger than anyone realizes.

Justice Department.

Special Investigator.

Oh, say, you know Orrin Jacoby?

He's with the Justice Department.

Used to be my deputy four or five years ago.

Where's the girl, Mr. Willis?

This is not cops and robbers anymore.

This is national security.

She's gone to Cape View with David Vincent.

You've done your job, Mr. Willis.

Now stay out of it.

We will not tolerate interference from anyone.

You understand that.

Is the camp open this time of year?

No.

Professor McKay and his son live there.

He's a retired geologist.

Do they know about...?

Aliens?

Oh, yes.

They know about aliens.

Charlie and his wife were on a field trip once.

They ran across an alien outpost.

Your friends began chasing them for miles.

Charlie was driving like a madman.

The car went out of control.

He had a head-on collision with another car.

His wife and the other driver

were killed.

He was convicted of manslaughter.

He just finished 18 months in prison.

Why? It wasn't his fault.

What could he tell them?

Creatures from another planet

were chasing him?

Does Professor McKay know that I'm an... alien?

I'm sure Scoville told him.

David, I-I don't want to go to that camp.

They're expecting us.

A helicopter is meeting us there

to take us to Washington.

David, my people turned his life into a nightmare.

How can you expect him to help me?

By helping you, we hope to end this nightmare.

That's what this is all about.

I'm not going to that camp.

You're in no position to be dictating terms.

What do you mean?

Figure it out for yourself.

You killed my people, and your people don't want you.

Stop the car.

No chance.

Stop the car!

I'm getting out!

No, no.

I'm getting out!

No!

I'm not your prisoner! I'm nobody's prisoner!

Now you know what I'm like.

Dad, I...

Eddie, I asked you to start the fire.

Sorry, Dad.

Won't things get warm enough without it?

Mr. Scoville is landing his helicopter

on the playing field.

I hope there aren't too many gopher holes.

Maybe we'll need them to hide in

if the police show up.

They won't.

Are you sure?

She's running from the cops.

If they find her here, you...

It's a calculated risk.

You're the one with a record.

You're the one who might go back to prison.

Nobody seems to care about that.

I don't want her here, Dad.

She...

Eddie, simmer down.

I know how you feel.

Maybe I feel that way, too, but...

it'll be okay.

Okay?

Well, David.

Hello, Charles.

It's good to see you again.

Good to see you.

Come in.

Anne Gibbs, Charles McKay.

Miss Gibbs and Mr. Vincent,

my son, Eddie.

Hello, Ed.

Sit down, please.

May I get you a drink?

No, thank you.

Is there someplace I can hide the car?

I'd feel better if it were out of sight.

By all means.

Eddie, will you show Mr. Vincent

where he can hide his car?

I'll show him nothing.

He's got no right putting your life on the line like this.

Show him, Eddie.

My apologies, Miss Gibbs.

My son is a bit overprotective.

He's just more honest than the rest of us.

One of the privileges of youth.

You have that same privilege, Professor.

I think you already know my opinion of you.

I'm a little surprised you came here.

Well, it wasn't my idea.

Believe it or not, I don't think I have the right

to expect you to help me.

I don't believe you.

I think I'd better leave.

You're not going anywhere.

Not until we tell you to.

You have no right to keep me here.

Haven't I?

I paid for the right, Miss Gibbs,

with my wife, my leg, my career.

Now, you sit down.

Get away from that door.

No chance.

Get away from that door! No!

(yelling)

Dad.

David, help me.

Now do you see?

She killed him.

Eddie!

He's still alive.

Get some water.

Can't be too many places to hide around here.

Check them all.

(moaning)

He's coming to.

We better go.

I'm not leaving him.

He'll have plenty of company any minute now.

I'm sure his son warned every cop in the county.

But I'm not leaving till he's all right.

Look, Scoville's helicopter is due in 40 minutes.

We have to avoid the police

and your people during that time.

You know, sometimes I think you're less human than I am.

You're perfectly willing to just leave him here?

I didn't hit him, and I didn't kill anyone,

so don't give me lectures on humanity.

All right?

David.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about everything.

Trouble?

There's been a murder

at the Cape View Camp.

My father.

Oh, I'm, uh, sorry, uh...

is the sheriff on it?

He's up at Pine Ridge.

They just radioed him.

He's on his way in.

Any idea who did it?

A woman.

Know her name?

Anne Gibbs.

Where can I find her?

Last I heard, she was waiting for a helicopter

to pick her up.

To take her to Washington.

Pick her up where?

At the camp.

The playing field.

Don't worry, son, we'll take over.

With this tail wind,

we ought to make it in 20 minutes.

That's Arbor City just below.

Hank.

Yeah.

You found that killer yet?

Hank, we're going to need

a signed statement about what happened

over here this morning from you.

There's a murderer running around loose

and you're worrying about statements.

We think we've got her identified.

Name is Anne Gibbs.

You sure?

It just came over the wire.

Attempted murder over in Cape View.

She and that David Vincent fellow.

While you're standing around here

letting the grass grow under your feet.

Hank, you know that's not in my jurisdiction.

That girl could kill a dozen people before you get started.

Hank, we're working on it.

There's a report of a helicopter

going to pick them up and take them to Washington.

Maybe I will just, uh..

run over there and check that out.

Listen, you need help down in Washington, DC,

I got good connections.

No, thanks.

Now, listen, you know my old deputy, Orrin Jacoby.

He's a big muckety-muck with the Justice Department.

Hank, I can handle this.

Now, you just file that statement, all right?

Kate, get me the long distance operator.

I want to talk to Washington, DC.

Faster.

That's him.

Anne?

I'm sorry it's been so tough on you.

When you get to Washington,

we'll see that you're treated better.

There's some very important people waiting to meet you.

Some of ours and some of hers.

My wife's cousin has a place

just outside of Washington.

We'll stay away from the airports.

Land in an open field someplace.

The Justice Department's lined up a meeting

with half a dozen top people.

We can pick any of 20 different routes into Washington.

There's no way they can stop us now.

Now sit back.

Enjoy the scenery.

This is Corwin.

I want you to contact the Washington tracking station.

That helicopter coming in from Virginia--

I want to know exactly where it lands.

(beeping)

Corwin.

MALE VOICE: The helicopter landed 40 minutes ago

in a field 27 miles southwest of Washington.

Every man in the area is being made available to you.

Wally? Edgar Scoville.

Sorry to wake you at this ungodly hour.

No, I'm all right.

We landed a while ago in Fairfax.

Wally, I've got a job for you.

It's confidential, it's urgent and it must be done by 6:00 A.M.

I want you to go to the motor pool at our Washington plant...

(radio playing violin solo)

(turns off radio)

Good morning.

At 3:55 this morning,

a helicopter landed in Fairfax Park.

One of your taxis went into the park empty

and came out with three persons.

I want to know where your cab took those passengers

and I haven't got much time.

See anything?

Car should be here at 6:00 sharp.

Just a few more minutes.

Will we go straight to Washington?

Direct to your official meeting.

Let me get you some more coffee.

Think of it-- you're about to become

the most important woman in two worlds.

Will you be with me, David?

At the meeting?

Wouldn't miss it.

It frightens me...

"the most important woman in two worlds"

and I don't fit into either.

(honks horn)

Truck's here.

Let's go.

Uh-uh. Back door.

(honks)

An old green sedan, license 2-6-J-9-O-4,

driving north to Hudson Boulevard.

(car approaching)

(gunshot)

Get help.

Get behind that car.

David!

I'm giving myself up.

No.

Let her go.

All right, now, let's all go quietly.

Stop it!

We'll cover you

in case any more of them show up.

The last mile.

How do you feel?

Nervous.

No, worse... scared.

They're waiting.

All right, let's go.

(groans)

She killed my wife.

David...

David...

David...

Did you see that?

Did you see that?

Tell them what you saw.

Go on, tell them!

Do you think I convinced them?

Half a dozen people testified how she died.

They can't think you're all cranks.

I was a sheriff for over 20 years.

They can't think I'm a crank.

It's a rotten shame.

She could have ended this nightmare

once and for all.

She could have helped every one of us.

The whole human race.

If he hadn't been so damned human.

NARRATOR: Eyewitness testimony to the presence of the invader,

another piece in the mosaic

and soon the picture that David Vincent sees there

will be seen by all.

Today, the road ahead seems not quite so steep.

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