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[eerie music]

(male presenter, off) There is a fifth dimension

Beyond that Which is known to man.

It is a dimension As vast as space

And as timeless as infinity.

It is the middle ground Between light and shadow,

Between science And superstition,

And it lies Between the pit Of man's fears

And the summit Of his knowledge.

This is the dimension Of imagination

It is an area Which we call The twilight zone.

Well, hello there.

How are you?

You're new here, Aren't you?

You're visiting, Is that it?

Just visiting someone In the building?

You're a quiet one, Aren't you?

Not much to say, Is that it?

Well, I'm Kind of an expert On children.

Quiet ones, Noisy ones. All kinds.

I teach school.

I know.

I know all about you.

You do?

Well, how about a cup Of hot chocolate?

That's the first Thing I usually make

When I come home From school.

A cup of nice Hot chocolate.

I know.

But you don't Like marshmallows, Do you?

[suspense music]

You're right, I don't.

I don't either.

Here we are.

We ought to Tell your mother Where you are.

We wouldn't Want her to Be worried.

That won't Be necessary.

Well, I'll just Put the milk on.

I'm in no hurry.

(male presenter, off) Month of November, Hot chocolate

And a small cameo Of a child's face

Imperfect only In its solemnity.

And these are The improbable ingredients To a human emotion.

An emotion, say, like fear.

But in a moment, This woman, Helen Foley,

Will realize fear.

She will understand what are The properties of terror.

A little girl will Lead her by the hand

And walk with her Into a nightmare.

There you are.

I hope it Isn't too rich.

No, it's fine. I'm glad it Isn't too hot.

I don't much like Very hot things.

I don't Blame you.

Of course you don't.

You got burnt once.

That scar, Right below Your elbow.

[suspense music]

You remember?

Of course I remember.

How did it happen?

Well, actually, I don't remember.

A lot of things I don't recall

At a certain age.

Something happened To me then.

I'm not sure Exactly what it was.

There are Some things I'm Rather vague about.

I know that.

I know that Very well.

I know All about you.

Don't you remember?

Yes, I remember That you said that.

Do people Look familiar To you sometimes?

What do you mean?

I mean, when you pass People on the streets

Or see them in a bank

Or they walk by you

Do they look Familiar to you?

Sometimes.

Today?

Yes, today.

Did someone go by you today

Who looked familiar?

No.

Really?

It's not polite To contradict people.

I told you That I didn't.

Did you remember?

Yes.

Yes, there was someone.

Outside the school When you were crossing The street

There was a man In a car.

There was a man in a car.

He stopped for a red light.

I looked at him Through the windshield.

And you recognized him.

No.

No, I didn't recognize him.

Well, he-- He looked so--

So familiar to you.

He made you frightened, Didn't he?

Of course he did.

What are you talking about?

I know he looks familiar

And I know he frightens me Just like he frightens you.

Who are you?

What's your name? Where are you from?

I live around here And I have a nickname.

People call me Markie.

That's not My real name

But that's what People call me.

Markie! Did you hear?

Yes, I heard! Markie.

It's a very pretty name.

Is that all You've got to say?

It's a very cute name.

What more did you Want me to say?

Nothing.

I just thought--

Feeling warm?

Yes.

It is a bit warm, Don't you think?

I don't think so.

I think it's Very comfortable.

[door closes]

Someone's coming!

We're not the only People on the floor.

I know that but, Whoever's coming Is coming here.

I'm going out The back door.

I don't want To be here.

Honey, there's Nothing to be Afraid of.

Yes, there is. Good-bye.

I'll come Back later.

[knock at door]

Yes?

(man) Miss Foley?

Miss Helen Foley?

Yes, who is it?

It's Peter Selden, Miss Foley.

I don't know Whether you Remember me or not

But I knew your Mother very well.

Do you remember me?

You do look familiar.

Didn't I see you--

In front of the school?

Yes, that's right.

I was stopped For a red light.

I thought you looked at me A little oddly.

Do you mind If I come in For a moment?

No, please do.

Been a lot Of years, Miss Foley.

18 or 19 To be exact.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I've got you Stumped, huh? It's no wonder.

You were a little Girl at the time.

Couldn't have been More than 10 or 11.

I used to work For your mother.

Selden.

Any bells yet? Peter Selden.

I do seem to recall.

I'd heard that you--

Well, after the-- Tragic thing happened

You were ill For a long time.

Were you ever Able to recall

Exactly what it was that--

Well, what I mean is, Miss Foley,

You drew a blank After that evening.

I wonder if it ever Came back to you.

Oh, only vague, Disjointed things. That's all.

You were in the room When it happened.

What happened?

I suffered A kind of a shock.

A trauma, The doctors called it.

And after I recuperated, I moved to Chicago

And I lived With an aunt.

I've only been back Here a year or so. I teach school now.

Yes, I heard that.

Well, I was just Passing through Town on business

And someone Pointed you out to me

And I wanted to stop And just say hello.

You say you worked For my mother?

Yes, I worked for her Almost a year.

I don't seem to recall.

I handled some of her Investments for her

At the time.

Selden, you say?

That's right, Selden.

Well, it's wonderful To see you grown up The way you have.

Just as beautiful As you were

When you were A little girl.

I had quite A crush on you.

I lived in the same Apartment building.

I heard you screaming That night.

I was the first One to--

To find her.

Tragic, terrible thing

Your mother being Killed like that.

And they never fou nd The man who did it, Did they?

Uh, no, I don't Think they did.

Though I can't be sure.

There are so many things I don't remember

That happened At that time.

All I remember is

A kind of vague, Nightmarish thing.

Waking up in my bed Hearing my mother Scream and--

And--

And seeing

This person.

This person, Did you see his face?

Uh, no, I, I don't really--

I don't really know. I'm not sure.

That's one of the things I've forgotten

Or at least pushed Out of my mind.

Are you here for a while, Mr. Selden?

No, I was just Passing through.

Yes, you said that.

I forgot.

Would you like a cup Of coffee or cocoa?

No, thank you.

[suspense music]

What's the matter, Miss Foley?

That's odd.

I thought she'd finished Her cocoa and,

Here it is, untouched.

It is odd.

She's an odd Little thing herself.

Who?

Little girl Who was here.

Strangest little thing.

So solemn and wise and,

The only way I can describe her.

Well, I guess I'd Better be going.

Have to ask her How she does The trick--

Sit there Sipping cocoa

And leave A full cup.

Little Markie.

Markie?

That's her nickname.

She wouldn't tell me Her real name.

Little Markie, That's what she Calls herself.

That was Your nickname, Miss Foley

When you were A little girl.

They called You Markie.

[Markie softly sings] ? Twinkle twinkle Little star

? How I wonder What you are

? Up above the world so high

? Like a diamond In the sky

? Twinkle twinkle Little star

How I wonder What you are ?

[Markie sings] ? Twinkle twinkle Little star

? How I wonder What you are

? Up above the world so high

Like a diamond In the sky ?

Something wrong? [singing continues]

Oh, no Nothing's wrong.

Except it's Quite coincidental.

This little thing Camping on my doorstep

And having The same name I did. [singing continues]

And that's odd, too.

Things are coming Back to me.

I was called Markie.

I haven't thought Of that in years.

That's what people Called me, wasn't it?

[Markie continues singing]

I'm sure that, Given time

You'll remember A lot of things.

Didn't the doctors Tell you

That memory of things Would come back?

They didn't know.

Full of talents, Our little Markie.

How do you mean?

I mean her singing.

[singing continues]

I don't Hear anything.

Has she stopped?

I mean tha t.

What?

Her singing. Can't you hear Her singing?

No.

I, I guess Your ears are Better than mine.

[Markie, singing]

[singing stops]

She's stopped now.

Look, there's Something I want To show you.

I can't Understand you're Not hearing her.

It was so plain.

It's a snapshot Your mother gave Me of you

When you Were a little Girl, see?

You were An exceptionally Beautiful child.

And you Look so Like your mother.

Especially now.

So much like Your mother.

I don't understand.

What, Miss Foley?

What don't You understand?

[suspense music]

[indistinct voices of man And woman arguing]

[little girl screams]

[Markie sings] ? Twinkle, twinkle, Little star,

? How I wonder What you are.

Up above The world so high ?

[Markie continues singing]

Has that man left?

He left some Time ago, Markie.

It's rather late, You know, it's past Your bedtime.

Don't you think You ought to go home? Your mother will be worried.

No. She won't be worried. I don't have a mother.

Not anymore.

Do you remember now About Markie?

Do you, Helen?

Yes, I remember.

And the time You burnt your arm?

Do you?

You got a nasty burn Right below the elbow.

[suspense music]

Who are you? What's your name?

I want you to tell me Who you are.

Tell me who you are

And where you're from And what your name is

And tell me now, Understand?

I want you to Tell me who you are!

You don't know?

You don't have Any idea?

And you were doing So well, Helen.

You were starting To remember things.

Remember what things?

Familiar?

It's supposed to be me When I was your age.

But it's Not me, Markie.

It's a snapshot Of you.

You still Don't understand, Do you?

Understand what?

That I'm you, Helen.

Understand now? I'm you-- I am you.

I'm you when you were 10 years old

When you were called Markie.

I'm you, Helen, I'm you when you lived With your mother

In the apartment house.

I'm you when You were asleep

In your bed that night

And the man came Into the house.

And he was arguing With mother downstairs

And she tried to get away

And she ran Into your room

And the man caught her And he choked her.

Helen, remember?

He choked her.

Then he picked up Something heavy

And he hit her On the head.

Then she fell.

And then You screamed.

And the man Looked at you.

The man looked At you.

Then you screamed So loud, Helen.

You screamed So loud.

[gasp] [suspense music]

I want to bring you Up to date.

You've been living With ignorance too long.

Please.

I want to impart Some information

Because it's obviously Coming back to you anyway

And I want to be The very first.

That night, it was me In your bedroom.

I killed your mother.

There was trouble With the books.

I was pleading with Her to cover for me

But your mother, Rest her soul

Was a particularly rigid, Straight laced woman

Who was going To inform on me.

When she ran Into your bedroom I had to follow her.

Oddly enough, Helen, I'd have had to come After you next.

But your screams Brought people there

And I had to get Out in a hurry.

It wasn't Until later That I learned

That you had No recollection

Of who was In the bedroom.

You blacked out The whole incident.

But you weren't Neglected, Helen.

I've been keeping Tabs on you.

Chicago, college, here.

I've been keeping Tabs on you

Because I knew one day

The pieces would Fit together

That you'd start To remember things.

That's why I came back.

I had to come back

To take care of Unfinished business.

You're the only Person who knows

How your Mother died.

Will she be All right, doc?

I've given her A sedative.

Do you have everything You need, lieutenant?

Yeah, I think so. It all ties In together.

She's a Fortunate woman.

She'd be A homicide victim

If she were Less fortunate.

What about that Child she keeps Talking about?

The child is her.

At least, She conjured Up the child.

It was a part Of her buried Deep inside--

A memory, A recollection

And when it did That finally Had to come out

It took the form Of herself as a child.

Weird. Really weird.

The human imagination Is often weird.

Sometimes it Means salvation.

(girl) ? Twinkle, twinkle, Little star,

? How I wonder What you are

? Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky

? Twinkle, twinkle, Little star,

How I wonder What you are. ?

Hello.

Hello, little one.

You want to know something?

What?

You've got a lovely smile. Don't ever lose it.

Thank you.

My dolly Has a smile, too.

You both have lovely smiles.

[soft sweet music]

(male presenter, off) Miss Helen Foley, Who has lived in night

And who will Wake up to morning.

Miss Helen Foley

Who took a dark spot From the tapestry of her life

And rubbed it clean, Then stepped back a few paces

And got a good look At the twilight zone.

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