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[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Can't figure it. No record of the flight of the plane.

Not a trace of a body anywhere.

Nobody could walk away from a crash like that, that's for sure.

What do you think of this?

MAN 1: What is it? - I don't know.

It's nothing I've ever seen before. Found in the cockpit.

It's practically weightless.

Better get it to a lab in Eastgate. They'll know what it is.

MAN 2: Right.

Hey. How come the roadblock?

Hey, come on, you guys, what's the gag? You two new on the job or what?

Now, listen, look, I'm the regular man on this route. Honest. Just ask any--

[DEVICE WHIRRING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[GUNSHOT]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Leo. You hit?

- Hijackers. Two of them. - Where'd they go?

[GASPING] I got one of 'em. He--

He started to glow.

He burned up.

- Burned up? - I swear. I swear.

- All right, get the evidence. All right. - I swear. I swear.

He burned up. He burned up.

I swear.

ANNOUNCER: The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring Roy Thinnes as architect David Vincent.

NARRATOR: 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.

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.

ANNOUNCER: The guest stars in tonight's story:

James Whitmore,

William Tallman,

Milton Selzer,

and special guest star Susan Strasberg.

Tonight's episode, "Quantity: Unknown."

NARRATOR: A small private plane crashes,

leaving no trace of its victims.

A mail truck is attacked, two security guards killed.

A killer disappears in a burst of flame.

News items too incredible to be taken seriously

except by one man.

David Vincent's only possible conclusion:

the killers had been aliens.

And, for reasons of their own,

might even be attending their victim's funeral.

PRIEST: Unto Almighty God,

we commend the soul of our brother departed

and we commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust,

in sure and certain hope of the resurrection,

unto eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ,

at whose coming in glorious majesty to judge the world,

the earth and the sea shall give up their dead,

and the corruptible bodies of those who sleep in Him shall be changed,

and made like unto His own glorious body,

according to the mighty working

whereby He is able to subdue all things unto Himself.

May God rest his soul.

[WOMAN SOBBING]

Isn't that the fellow that was at the hospital the day Leo died?

- Wonder who he is. - I don't know.

- Maybe he's a friend of the family. - No. They don't even know his name.

The name is Vincent. David Vincent. I'd like to see Mr. Richards.

- Do you have an appointment? - Uh, I'm afraid not.

Sorry, Mr. Richards don't see anybody without an appointment.

Well, tell him I have information about that attack on the mail truck.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[GATE WHIRRING]

[RICHARDS SIGHS]

Shall we continue this in Miss Oberly's office, Mr. Vincent?

Miss Oberly, will you excuse us, please?

OBERLY: Of course.

- Sit down. - No, thank you.

All right.

Now, just what is your interest in this, Mr. Vincent?

Does it matter if I can help?

Yes, it does, Mr. Vincent.

The men who were killed weren't just numbers to me.

I know their families. I visited their homes.

I was at Leo Rinaldi's daughter's wedding

and I was at his funeral, and I want his killers.

It does matter, Mr. Vincent, it matters a lot.

Now, who are you and exactly what do you know?

I don't know, I only suspect.

People at the newspaper office told me there was a cylinder on that truck.

A strange weightless cylinder.

There were also a number of items of great value.

But not of value to the people who hijacked that truck.

Now, I can't prove it, but for reasons of my own,

I believe they were after only one thing on that truck:

The cylinder. Now, may I please see it?

Please.

RICHARDS: Miss Oberly, will you show Mr. Vincent that cylinder.

It's all right.

I'll tell you, if Leo Rinaldi hadn't meant so much to me,

I think I would throw you out of here on your ear.

You found anything out about this? Where it's from? What it's made of?

Oh, I've tried to get to it a couple of times, but...

Uh, we've been very busy working on some government contracts here.

Mr. Richards, two men have already been killed because of this cylinder.

Now, I can't begin to guess what it is or why it's so important.

The people responsible for those two killings won't stop at just two.

If necessary, they'll blow up this entire plant to get this cylinder.

Believe me, I know them. They'll do it.

But why would anyone want something like this?

Let's ask them.

I'm suggesting we set a trap.

Let them try to take the cylinder again and catch them.

How long would it take to make a duplicate of this?

A couple of hours.

Okay, go ahead with it.

Now, if the police go along with this,

we'll ship the phoney cylinder to our Cleveland plant

and give out a release to the papers.

[HORN HONKS]

- Lt. Farley, this is David Vincent. - Glad to meet you.

Well, don't be. I'm the guy who argued with the Police Commissioner

for an hour and a half about this.

RICHARDS: Here she is. - Sorry to be late with this.

It's just sitting in my office. I thought it had been sent to you.

I guess we're all set, lieutenant.

- Go right to the airport, Harry. - Yes, sir.

Lt. Farley will follow us a short way behind.

He's got men posted along the way. If anything unusual happens...

Uh, well, I'll tell you while we drive, huh?

[ENGINE STARTS]

Well, they'll never have a better chance.

Well, they may make their move at the other end in Cleveland.

Sure, Vincent, tell me all about it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

DAVID: Hello?

Hello. Uh, is there any news from Cleveland?

I don't know yet. I'm going in to see Richards.

I understand he's in your office.

Well, congratulations, Vincent. You made all of us look a little sick.

That phoney cylinder's in Cleveland safe and sound.

Nobody even looked twice at it.

Your enemy agents must have stepped off on the wrong planet.

I spent the afternoon running a check on you.

I've got the whole package, the police reports, the medical reports, the works.

Medical reports?

He's a full-time, dedicated crackpot.

Oh, this isn't the first time he's had people running in circles

because of his paranoid delusions.

He specializes in false alarms.

He sees invaders from outer space under every rock.

Delusions don't commit murders.

I'm sorry, Vincent.

Now, wait just a minute, Mr. Richards. Let me explain this.

We're not interested in your explanations, Vincent. Goodbye.

I was hoping it would work out the way you wanted it to.

Thank you.

Miss Oberly.

[DAVID SIGHS]

I wonder if you'd do-- Do me a favour.

Run some more tests on that cylinder.

Well, I can't do that. That's impossible.

Look, I know how Farley made me sound--

Listen, why don't you just forget the whole thing.

Without Mr. Richards help it's impossible. You can't get anywhere.

It's like banging your head against a stone wall.

If you'd just let me explain.

Look, what I'm trying to say is I don't want to get involved. I--

I'm sorry.

[ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN]

- Don't move. - What is it?

- You don't know? - No, I don't.

Well, I know who you are and what you are.

I don't know where you get your information--

Better run.

I may burn for it, but if I'm right,

I'm gonna enjoy watching you burn.

- You think I'm one of them? - You tell me who you are.

Now, tell me they didn't send you. Tell me you're not an alien.

Now, get your hands up. Up. All right.

Now, bend 'em. Bend 'em!

Well, they did an extra special job on you, didn't they?

What makes you think I'm an alien?

You came to the hospital to see that Leo Rinaldi didn't talk.

Then you were at the grave to make sure he was dead and now you're here

to get that cylinder for your buddies.

Just talk to Lieutenant Farley. They never got near that cylinder.

Oh, because you knew it was a fake.

Yeah, and you tipped them off.

How do you know so much about them?

[ELEVATOR DOORS CLOSING]

[HISSING]

[HARRY GRUNTING]

All right, now I told you I'm not an alien.

You tell me how you know about them.

[PANTING] How do I know?

[SOFTLY] I'll show you how I know.

Look at that.

It's a picture of my family.

Was my family.

We went camping a year ago.

And my little girl there, Judy, she went out to get some firewood.

She came running back into camp. She said, "Daddy, spaceships."

And they all--

We laughed at her.

Naturally, we laughed at her.

My wife-- My wife went with her

to prove to her that she was wrong.

Well, she wasn't wrong.

I heard them screaming.

And I ran.

I got there just in time to see--

See them die.

My wife.

[SOBBING] My little, little girl.

Do I know?

Yeah, I know!

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

That's...

the one word that...

they...

never use.

Did I...

make a mistake about you?

I told you I'm not an alien.

We're after the same thing.

Well, then...

Then you know...

what it means, don't you?

I've been laughed at and ridiculed.

Mr. Vincent, I need--

I need somebody who knows like I do.

They're all around us.

I don't know.

You need somebody to help.

Would you?

Why not?

Look, we-- We-- We can't talk here.

I know. This is a lousy place to talk. I'm, uh, staying at the Crescent.

Why don't you come up there?

I get off duty at 6:30.

Would 7:00 be all right?

- Good. - Ah.

Take this.

Thank you. Thank you.

Seven o'clock.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Who is it? - It's Diane Oberly.

- Can I come in? - Yeah, sure.

Sit down.

What's wrong?

I almost didn't get up here.

I've been sitting down in the lobby for ten minutes trying--

I'm frightened, Mr. Vincent.

I'm frightened and I need some help.

After you left, I decided to run some more tests on that cylinder.

What'd you find out?

The metals resemble nothing on this earth.

Now, I'm enough of a scientist not to just dismiss people as psychos,

especially when there's some kind of evidence to prove

that what they're saying may be true.

It's not just the cylinder. I--

I have the feeling I'm being watched all the time.

It's driving me crazy.

Every time I try and work on that cylinder, or I'm in the laboratory

anywhere near the cylinder, I--

[SIGHS]

I don't know, maybe I'm just imagining things,

but I'm so scared that I can't even work on it.

I--

That's why I said no to you when you asked me to help you.

Now, you said you're being watched. By whom?

I don't know. It-- It's just a-a feeling that I have.

Maybe it's your men from outer space.

Mr. Vincent.

If it is true

and if I'm not just, heh, going crazy or imagining things,

then what do they want of me?

I mean, what can they possibly want of any of us?

If you could just give me one piece of evidence,

concrete evidence that I'm not just imagining things

and that these people really exist.

I wish I could. If I could, I'd be in Washington right now.

[PHONE RINGS]

Excuse me.

Hello?

- Hello? - David, it's Harry Swain.

Harry, what's wrong?

Oh--

David, they're onto me. Maybe both of us.

They just cornered me in an alley and they came at me with--

With-- With-- With discs.

Now, I fought them off and ran, got away.

- Are you all right? - Yes, I'm fine, but I can't come there.

I'm afraid to leave this place.

- Where are you? - It's a-- It's a little bar.

Uh, 224 Horatio. I'll be in one of the booths.

I'm on my way.

Look, Diane, I know this is a bad time to do this, but I--

- You have to go. - Yes. I'll call you later, all right?

Is, uh--? Is Harry Swain a friend of yours?

Why?

Uh--

He has some kind of extraordinary interest in this cylinder.

All I know is that he came to work for us about three months ago

and he never-- He never even talked to me.

And then all of a sudden, he's trying to become my best friend,

but he never asks anything about me. All he ever talks about is the cylinder.

Where it's kept, how it's guarded, things like that.

He claims it's because he wants to find some information

that will lead him to the murderers of Leo Rinaldi, but, uh, that's a lie.

I just-- I know he's lying to me.

You don't have to worry about him. I understand Harry Swain.

Thanks for your concern.

Now, uh, where can I call you later?

Well...

I'll go back to the lab. I'II-- I'll run some more tests on it.

Okay.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING OVER JUKEBOX]

- Harry? You all right? - Yes. Yes.

- They really did a job on you. - Yeah, well.

They did something else,

they told me something that whatever they're planning, it's going to be soon.

- Maybe even tonight. Yep. - Tonight?

Why is that cylinder so important to them?

I don't know. But whatever it is,

whatever is inside that cylinder is important enough to them

to-- To kill for it.

What are we going to do? We can't just sit here.

Well, if they are planning something for tonight,

there's only one thing we can do. That's move first.

- What do you mean? - Let's get the cylinder before they do.

- You mean steal it? - Why not?

David, we could do that.

Look, there's a man in New Orleans.

His name is Colonel Griffith.

He's in Military Intelligence and if we can get that cylinder to him,

he'd make it the number one project at the Pentagon.

But how?

Can you get us through that gate?

Yeah, sure but the vault, David, is locked until morning.

There's no problem, then.

The Oberly girl is up in the laboratory working on the cylinder right now.

So the vault must be open.

That's great. Then we got no problems.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. We do have a problem.

That girl-- I want her out of there. I don't want her harmed.

If you get her out of there, we haven't got a chance.

Look, they've already killed two men, they've tried to kill you.

What do you think they'll do to her if they plan something for tonight?

They're getting ready to destroy the human race

and you're worried about one girl?

Look, we can't let ourselves become as bad as they are.

How many wives have you lost? How many daughters, mister?

You fight them as long as I have and you'll become just like me.

Now, you make up your mind.

It's the human race or one girl.

Make up your mind. If it's too tough for you, forget it.

- I'll do it myself. - Just a minute, hold on.

You're right. We'll do it your way.

Okay.

Okay.

Let's go.

Yes, I'm working on it right now.

Oh, I should have something for you by then.

Yes, it should be finished by the time you get here.

The gate is locked at night, but I got a key.

There's guards in both buildings.

One of them stays at the desk while the other one goes on his rounds.

- He comes back in about 15 minutes. - Right.

Oh, here is Colonel Griffith's address in New Orleans.

If we get separated, you go there. I left the keys in the car.

- Okay, got it. HARRY: Okay?

Okay, stay low.

- Thank you, Walter. - All right.

[GATE CLOSES]

Hey.

What happened to you?

Oh. Don't ask. What a night I've had.

I tripped getting out of the car. I stumbled over that hedge

and then I realized I left my wallet locked in the locker.

- Open up, will you? - Yeah.

Here, take this.

[HIGH-PITCHED WHINING]

[WHINING STOPS]

What are you doing here?

I came for the cylinder.

What?

I said I came for the cylinder.

[SIGHS]

Did you plan on stealing it?

Yes, if necessary.

David, that's so foolish.

I've been running a laser beam on it trying to cut into it.

In a day or so we may have the evidence that you want.

I don't have a day or two.

I just called Mr. Richards and he's on his way over now to look at it.

I'm sorry, I'll have to disappoint Mr. Richards.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

The main gate, it's open, Harry.

Walt must have heard something out there or saw something,

went out to check it and, uh, left the gate open.

- Well, take care of it. - Yes, sir.

I'm going up to the lab to see Miss Oberly.

Oh, she's not up there.

She is. She phoned and asked me to look at some tests.

HARRY: Uh, no, sir. She said they just called from her home.

There's somebody sick there or something. She left a few minutes ago.

Oh? Well, I'd better see what she was doing in the lab.

Uh, she left her report for you, uh,

in your office in the other building, Mr. Richards.

All right. I'll check them before I leave.

OBERLY: David, you're making a mistake. Please, listen to me.

David. David, look. Just look at the results of these tests.

- The metal defies every natural law. - So do the people I'm fighting.

- They want what I want. The cylinder. - You're defeating your whole purpose.

- Leave it with me. - Look, Diane, I know these people,

they'll be coming after this cylinder. They'll blow this place up to get it.

I don't want you here when it happens.

[GUNSHOT]

HARRY: Sorry, it was an accident.

- I was just trying to keep him away. - He could die.

HARRY: I'm sorry.

It was a mistake. Please.

I tried to keep him away, but he argued with me, started to fight and--

And the gun went off, that's all.

Call the doctor.

No.

- Call the doctor. HARRY: We've got to get that cylinder

and get out of here.

No, you don't. All right, now where's the cylinder?

Where's the cylinder?

[OBERLY YELPS]

She's all right. Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go.

There's a stairwell in the other building. Go.

David! David, don't!

[GUNSHOT]

DAVID: Colonel Griffith?

Come in, Mr. Vincent.

Sit down, won't you? You must have had a difficult time.

DAVID: You heard about Harry Swain?

Yes, I heard. The morning papers.

Terrible thing.

A tragic loss.

On the other hand, it may have been best this way.

You see, Mr. Vincent, if Richards dies,

Harry Swain would have been held for murder

and I doubt if anyone would have understood his motives.

I was confused myself.

I assure you he's one of the best.

In one of the papers, they mentioned

the fact that they found no trace of the body.

It reminded me of a plane crash that happened a few weeks ago.

[CHUCKLES]

You're certainly not suspicious of Harry Swain?

Well, I was worried for a while.

But not very much, I see. You did bring the cylinder.

- There's something I should tell you-- - You don't have to tell us anything.

It got pretty hot there for a while, but I fortunately

was able to make my way to a window.

GRIFFITH: You should be flattered, Mr. Vincent.

When you showed up at the plant, we changed all our plans

just to include you.

HARRY: You made it easy for us, David.

We were going to go for the cylinder anyway,

but instead of risking an out and out raid,

we decided to use you to avoid exposure.

Besides, we rather enjoyed using you, of all people to help us.

That cylinder contains instructions from our planet, David.

Plans for the takeover.

Thank you for helping us get it.

It's empty. This box is empty.

[HARRY SCREAMS]

Long-distance, please.

[PHONE RINGS]

Metallurgy. Miss Oberly.

Yes, this is she.

Put him on.

- Hello, Diane? - David?

Yes.

How are you?

I'm fine, thank you. How's Richards?

- He's going to be all right. - I read the report in the newspapers.

I want to thank you for what you didn't tell the police.

You don't have to thank me.

I'm just glad he didn't die. I don't know what I would have said

if they had kept on questioning me.

David, Harry Swain, was he--?

Yes, he was one of them.

David, will I see you again?

I hope so, Diane.

So long.

David--

NARRATOR: For David Vincent, every friend is a potential enemy.

His enemies understand this.

Someday, perhaps, his friends will too.

Post-traitement : OggiWan