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[MACHINE HISSES]

No. No.

- It's the last time, Dr. Markham. - Go back.

We've about extracted all the information we need from you.

Go back to your own world.

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

- No more. No more, please. No more. - Doc. Stop, doc.

No more. It hurts.

Shh! Shh! Shh! They're coming closer. Don't let them find me.

Please don't let them find me.

- They won't find you. - They're coming closer now.

Just relax, it won't hurt a bit. Now, just take it easy

and lie down with me here now.

Easy does it, doctor. Attafella.

Just a little bit more.

Oh, please.

Oh, please.

No more.

No more.

NARRATOR 1: The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring Roy Thinnes as architect David Vincent.

NARRATOR 2: 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.

NARRATOR 1: The guest stars in tonight's story:

Mark Richman,

Diana van der Vlis,

and special guest star, Arthur Hill.

Tonight's episode, "The Leeches"

NARRATOR 2: Two men with their eyes on the heavens,

coming together now in a small southwestern city.

David Vincent, who seeks the invader,

and Warren Doneghan, president of JAE,

Jet Age Electronics.

That must be him, Tom.

Two men with their eyes on the heavens.

One dedicating his life to an unknown frontier,

the other, to an undeclared war for survival.

David Vincent?

I'm Tom Wiley, Jet Age Electronics.

This way, please.

I'm Warren Doneghan.

- How do you do? - Thank you for coming.

Would you mind getting into the front seat? I'll take your bag.

That man sitting next to you is head of security at my plant.

He's also my best friend.

And he's a stubborn, unimaginative man

who can't-- No, won't believe,

that beings from another planet are already here.

- Do you? - I think it's possible. Yes.

That's why I sent for you. I need your advice.

You'd be well paid for your time.

Well, that'll be a novelty.

Let's look at a few facts.

In less than a year, five men,

each one an expert in his own particular field,

have disappeared without a trace.

The only one to turn up did so last week.

Oh, yeah, that was Dr. Markham.

He was found in New Mexico.

Apparently insane.

Please don't turn around, Mr. Vincent.

I asked you to sit in the front so you could use that mirror.

Can you see the car behind us?

I believe it's a grey sedan this time.

Yesterday, it was an ice cream truck following us.

Tomorrow it'll be a little old lady on a bicycle.

I told you about him.

Mr. Vincent, I've been followed for some time now.

I believe it's because my disappearance is being planned.

By aliens.

By enemies of some kind.

I believe by aliens. Yes.

Look at the fields represented by the men I've just mentioned:

Uh, Markham, oceanography.

Wannamaker, mathematics.

Uh, Millington, psychology.

Robley, military science.

And just last month, Bill Hastings from Cal Tech.

Add it up, Mr. Vincent, and tell me what you get.

A pattern.

Congratulations, Warren, you finally made a sale.

Your grey sedan didn't make the turn, Warren.

He knows where we're going.

They've tailed me to the plant often enough.

Well, what do you think?

Well, Mr. Doneghan, if they have a list, it figures you'd be on it.

From what I understand, you're the best in your field.

All right, assuming they're only waiting

for the right moment, what would you advise?

Well, sir, that depends upon what you have in mind.

Preventing it,

or something else.

Morning, Mr. Doneghan. Mr. Wiley.

Morning. This is David Vincent.

- I'll sign the clearance. - All right, sir.

- Thank you, sir. - Right.

You said there was something else I could do.

What is it?

Let it happen.

Let them take you. Follow them.

Tom?

You know how I feel.

If I were you, I'd knock this off right now

and give this gentleman cab fare back to town.

Take Mr. Vincent to the commissary.

I'll give you my decision later.

This way, please.

I don't understand.

I simply don't understand.

Well, it's really not all that complicated, Eve.

It's just that something has come up which may make it necessary

for me to leave town suddenly, that's all.

For how long?

I'm not sure.

I only told you so that if it happens you won't worry.

Why all this sudden concern for my feelings?

Not that it isn't refreshing.

You're making a whole lot out of nothing, Eve. Believe me.

If you'll excuse me, I'd like to shower before dinner.

- Warren. - Eve, I've told you all I can.

All you need to know.

Now, leave it alone, please.

All right, Warren,

we'll have it your way. I won't insist.

Tom, would you do me a favour?

Yeah.

Would you take Eve to the Morrison's party tonight?

I feel pretty tired.

Yeah, sure.

Eve,

trust me, please.

What's her name, Tom?

Never mind.

You wouldn't tell me anyway.

Oh, yes, I would, if it were true.

You'd be surprised how selfish I can really be.

He doesn't have a girl, Eve. Believe me.

I don't.

I've suspected it for quite a while.

Now I'm sure.

I'm finished with him, Tom.

Yeah, I've heard that story before.

I know.

I mean it now.

This time, I really mean it.

Now, if I'm gonna take you to the party,

I better go home and change.

Now, after I saw you yesterday, we had this video recording made.

It's rough, but it'll give you an idea of the route I take from here to my home.

Why the change in cars?

Well, Friday is Tom's day off.

I drive to and from work alone.

WARREN: Chances are, that's when they'll hit.

Now, that's a shortcut. Saves me about 20 minutes.

Are there any turnoffs on this road?

- None. - Well, that's about it.

We have the probable time and place.

Now, supposing something goes wrong and we lose you.

[BEEPING]

What kind of a range does this have?

About 40 miles.

- What if we use the helicopter? WARREN: You can double it.

That's the most powerful transmitter for its size ever made. My own patent.

And where do you figure on hiding it?

Well, I could tape it on here, maybe, huh?

No, no, Warren. It wouldn't work.

The first thing they'd do is search you for weapons. Right there.

[CHUCKLES]

You'd never guess Tom's an ex-cop, would you?

What's that around your neck?

Oh, that's a St. Christopher's medal.

Of course, why not? I'll have one made up.

I still think the police should be brought in on this.

No.

The police would never let me try this.

We have to do it alone, just the three of us.

Something wrong, Vincent?

Why?

I know you were sweating it out.

What made up your mind

to stick your neck out like this?

To risk my life?

Well, maybe I'm just doing it for publicity.

You made four national magazines last month.

Let me ask you a question.

Why are you doing it?

Let's drop it, huh?

[RADIO BEEPING]

Five twenty-three.

He should be getting into his car right now.

There, he's making a turn onto Grant Boulevard.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

[RADIO BEEPING LOUDER]

Here he comes. Right on time.

- He won't be able to get past that van. - I know.

Sorry, mister. We seem to be having some trouble.

We ought to be out of here in--

Let's go.

[ENGINE STALLING]

[EXPLOSION]

Tom. Tom.

Mr. Wiley, there's a young lady calling you.

Who's she?

That's Doneghan's wife.

I called her when I called for the cab.

She had a right to know.

Eve, I felt I had to call you--

That will help him a lot.

Who did it?

Why did he let it happen?

Oh, Tom, I...

Well, what's it all about?

It's a long story, Eve.

There's no time now.

We'll get him back.

Are you sure you want to?

You know something, Eve?

I think I'm a lot more certain of that than you are.

Tom,

I'm sorry.

Forgive me?

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Let's give it a half hour.

If we don't pick up the signal, we'll head for Tucson.

That hospital where they're keeping Dr. Markham is right outside of town.

He's our last lead.

There's no point in hoping, Mr. Doneghan.

Hoping for what?

Your friends.

They're not coming.

Not now. Not ever.

DOCTOR: Dr. Markham's been that way ever since we brought him in.

And he said nothing? Not a word?

We had one session with him shortly after he got here.

- It's on tape. - Can I hear it? It's important.

All right, follow me.

MARKHAM [ON RECORDER]: They're not people,

not like us.

DOCTOR [ON RECORDER]: Who?

Who's not like us, Dr. Markham?

MARKHAM [ON RECORDER]: Not human.

Oh, God, what they did to us--

Terrible pain.

Oh, please. Please, no.

Leeches. They're leeches.

I've gotta get out. I've gotta get out. I've gotta get--

DOCTOR [ON RECORDER]: Are you all right?

That's nothing, doctor, just something to calm you down.

MARKHAM [ON RECORDER]: They've got Hastings

and Wannamaker.

All of them.

You've got to save them.

Don't you understand? They're--

They're buried in hell.

How can you do this?

What kind of beings are you? What kind of--?

No. No, don't do it anymore.

Not anymore.

No.

No.

[MARKHAM CRYING ON RECORDER]

Is that all?

Those were the last words he said.

"Buried in hell."

Where exactly was he found in New Mexico?

About 40 miles north of Silver City.

In case you're interested, we passed over Silver City a half hour ago.

[RADIO BEEPING]

That's it.

We got it.

Head left.

More left. Keep going.

[MACHINES BEEPING]

[BEEPING RAPIDLY]

[BEEPING STOPS]

I've got some good news for you, pal.

I don't think we've got enough fuel left to take us to the nearest airport.

Let's keep going for a while.

Look, Vincent, I can't fly this thing on your nerve.

Just give me 10 minutes, will you?

We were going in the right direction when we lost the signal.

The longer we stay up, the better chance we have of spotting something.

All right, 10 minutes more and that's it.

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Aren't you Hastings?

Bill Hastings, from Cal Tech?

My name is Hastings, yes.

Whoever you are, I'm sorry to see you here.

Well, I'm Warren Doneghan.

We worked together last year on the coast.

I think I remember you, yes.

Was that only last--?

Was that only last year?

What have they done to you, Bill?

Hm?

Well, I'll tell you,

even though you'll find out for yourself soon enough.

They put you in a chair

and attach

a metal helmet to your head.

It hurts.

Hurts from deep inside.

The machines--

The machines probe the brain, literally.

They take from it whatever knowledge they want.

A lifetime of learning and experiment,

and they take it from you, a bit at a time.

Now, listen to me.

I'm not here by accident.

I'm working with others.

They'll be trying to find me.

And if they do, we're going to need your help.

[DOOR OPENING]

Well, I gotta hand it to you, Vincent.

- This was a great idea. It really was. - Don't worry, we'll find him.

He shouldn't have talked to you in the first place.

You're really eaten up about him, aren't you?

I could see that back at the heliport with his wife.

I'm sorry.

We've been at this a long time without sleep.

So forgive me.

You had every right to say it.

It's the truth.

I've been in love with Eve for over a year.

This is none of my business. Just leave me out of it, huh?

He's been my best friend for a long time.

Ever since the landings at Pusan.

We were in Korea together.

Look, I never wanted to fall for his wife.

A guy like him has no business getting married.

He lives and breathes and sleeps with that factory.

There's no time in his life left for her.

It's not her fault.

I was around,

I loved her and she knew it.

She was upset when this went wrong just as much as I was.

And for the same reason.

She had wished so many times that she could be free of him.

Then when he was kidnapped she went all to pieces.

But you didn't.

I'm not the type.

You know something, Vincent,

I don't believe in being dedicated to something I can't really believe in.

And it's taken me 20 hours to realise

I don't really believe we're ever gonna find Doneghan.

So you're just gonna quit?

Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do.

We've lost him thanks to you,

and right now, Eve needs me a lot more than you do.

Just like that.

No conscience, no remorse.

Who do you think you're talking to, Vincent, some schoolboy?

Well, I got news for you, pal.

Life is no Sunday school picnic.

You take what you can get when you can get it.

And right now, I'm taking.

There's a highway about three miles back.

I'll catch a ride. See you.

[YELLING]

Help me.

Help.

Help.

Help me.

Hold it right there.

It's all right. It's all right. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Who are you?

I'm a friend.

Did you escape from them?

My name is Millington.

Professor Arthur Millington.

Please help me.

You will help me?

Yes, I'll help you.

But first you have to show me where they kept you.

No.

I won't go back there.

Look, there are other men there who have to be freed.

I know you're scared, but you've got to take me there.

Do you understand that? You've got to take me back.

You can do no good.

There are too many of them and they are too strong.

You don't have to go all the way.

Just close enough to show me where they kept you.

Just give me a minute.

I'm so tired.

So very tired.

This place you want,

you can see it just over that rise.

[GUNSHOTS SOUND]

What was that thing down there?

Called himself Millington.

It was an alien.

That's how they die here on Earth.

Where did you come from?

I changed my mind.

I was wandering around looking for you,

I spotted this jeep tearing across the desert.

Suddenly, it stopped and--

To let this, whatever it is, off,

right in the middle of nowhere.

Then the jeep turned around and took off.

It didn't make sense.

Where did the jeep come from?

Take a look.

TOM: It's a mining camp.

Or what's left of it.

Looks like it's been deserted for years.

"Buried in hell."

What?

Just remembering what Dr. Markham said:

"They're buried in hell."

That must be what he meant. The mine.

It seems to me we can stay out of sight pretty much all the way.

Yeah, we better get moving before they start missing their buddy.

I'm glad you came back, Tom.

I'm glad too.

So far, that is.

He's not back yet?

[GRUNTS]

[SQUEAKING]

[MACHINE BEEPING]

[GRUNTS]

I'm all right.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Bill, we're gonna leave this place now.

Come on.

Come on.

We'll have to come back for him.

[MACHINE BEEPING]

Hey.

[GRUNTING]

[EXPLOSION]

Come on, hurry up.

Never go back.

Keep going.

Vincent!

TOM: Vincent!

[COUGHS]

Hey, Warren.

Welcome back.

- How long has it been? - Oh, three days.

- Mm. - How do you feel?

Don't bother to answer that.

Tom didn't make it.

And neither did Wannamaker.

And the mine,

there's nothing left at all.

Just debris.

Warren, we've got to go to Washington.

I've been there.

They listened. They were very polite.

I even got them to send an investigator out to the place.

Wasn't there anything?

No real evidence at all.

Well, what about the kidnapping? The men we go out of the mine?

Washington's ready to admit that there was some kind of a plot,

they'll go that far.

I mean, we were kidnapped for some reason by somebody.

But who? And why?

Oh, they said they'd investigate based on the evidence.

And as for Hastings and the real Arthur Millington,

you know, the two we managed to get out?

They're worse than Markham.

Their minds gone?

[SIGHS]

Was it worth it, what we did?

Yes.

We destroyed what they were doing and we destroyed them.

Get well, David,

and don't quit.

I won't.

I don't intend to.

I'm counting on that.

How's your wife?

She's all right.

I love her, you know?

I'm gonna do my best to convince her of that.

NARRATOR 2: Two men with their eyes on the heavens,

who now share a common knowledge.

Together they have faced the invader.

Together they have learned the grave threat

he represents to the human race.

And now, as they again pursue their separate destinies,

they remain, more than ever, men with their eyes on the heavens.