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[eerie music]

(male narrator) You are about to enter Another dimension

A dimension not only of sight And sound, but of mind

A journey into a wondrous Land of imagination.

Next stop, The twilight zone.

What you're looking at Is a ghost

Once alive, but now deceased.

Once upon a time, It was a baseball stadium

That housed A major league ball club

Known as the Hoboken Zephyrs.

Now it houses nothing But memories

And a wind that stirs In the high grass

Of what was Once an outfield.

A wind that sometimes bears A faint ghostly resemblance

To the roar of a crowd That once sat here.

We're back in time now

When the Hoboken Zephyrs

Were still a part Of the national league

And this Mausoleum of memories

Was an honest-to-pete stadium.

But since this is strictly A story of make-believe

It has to start this way.

Once upon a time In Hoboken, New Jersey,

It was tryout day.

And though he's not yet On the field

You're about to meet A most unusual fellow.

A left-handed pitcher

Named Casey.

Grand-looking bunch Of boys, huh?

Were you expecting The all-stars?

You have tryouts For a last-division club

31 games out of first

This is the material You round up.

This is the material You usually round up.

You're general manager.

Why don't you get Me ballplayers?

You'd know What to do With them?

20 games Out of fourth place

And the only big Average we got

Is a manager with the widest Mouth in either league.

Maybe you better Get reminded

When the Hoboken Zephyrs Win one game

We got to call it A streak.

Oh, buddy boy, when Contract time comes around

You don't have to.

How's Fletcher doing?

Are you kidding?

He pitched One inning Last week

And only allowed Six runs.

He's the most valuable Player of the month.

[phone ringing]

Dugout.

Yeah.

Who?

Want to look At a pitcher?

At this point, I'll even look At you.

Send him over.

He's a lefty.

Lefty, schmefty. What's the difference?

If he's got more Than one arm

And less than four, He's for us.

Hey, Monk!

Yeah?

Fletcher can quit. I got a new boy Coming down.

Catch him For a while.

Check.

You got the lineup For tonight?

I'm working on it.

Who's pitching?

I just feel them One-by-one.

Whoever's warm Goes to the mound.

All right, Chavez.

Stop already with The calisthenics.

That guy on the end's Turning blue.

(man) Mr. Mcgarry?

All right, What's the gag?

Did this muttonhead Put you up to it?

You're the Pitcher, huh?

Big joke. Yuk-yuk-yuk!

Big joke!

Oh, no, I'm not The pitcher.

I'm Dr. Stillman.

I have Thrown baseballs In my time.

That was Before the war.

Yeah? Which war?

[chuckling]

(stillman) Ah, here Comes Casey now.

He's the pitcher.

Casey, this is Mr. Mcgarry, the manag r Of the Zephyrs.

No, no, your right hand, Casey, your right hand.

[groaning]

Ohh.

Oh!

[groaning]

You can let go Now, Casey.

See that Fellow out there With the big mitt?

He's what is known As a catcher.

His name is Monk.

Go on out and Throw him A few.

Thanks very much, Mr. Mcgarry.

Put your cap On, Casey.

Good lad.

All right, I see you, I see you.

You his father?

His father? Casey's?

Oh, no, no. He has no father.

I am what You might Call, his--

Well, kind of, Uh, creator.

How old is he?

That's a little Difficult to say.

Well, guess.

What I mean is

It's hard to Be chronological

When discussing Casey's age

Because he's only been In existence three weeks.

What I mean is that He has the physique

And the mind Of a boy of 22.

But in terms Of how long He's been here

The answer to that Would be, uh, Three weeks.

You want to Go over that again?

It's not too Difficult, really.

You see, I made Casey.

I built him. He's a robot.

These are The blueprints I worked from.

Why do you have To pick on me

All the time, huh?

[loud thud]

[whoosh]

That's his Fast ball.

[loopy]

That's his curve.

[long slow whistle]

That's his Slow ball.

He's a bit late.

[soft thud]

Well, look, I'll, uh-- You, uh--uh-- [ciears throat]

Why don't you wait Right here, huh?

Uh-huh.

All right, Let me see That fastball.

[whoosh]

All right, The slowball.

[slow loop]

Did you see That kid?

The best pitcher I ever caught.

Yeah, Monk, I saw it.

He... He...

I saw it, I saw it!

Take a shower.

He's got A fast ball...

Go take a shower.

Take a shower!

He pitches Like nothing human.

Well, he's...

He's rough, doc, He's plenty rough

But I think we can Give him a try.

He's a robot, You know.

Don't ever say that.

That's one we'll just keep In the family here.

Don't ever say the Word r-o-b-b-o-t-t.

Uh, Casey.

Baby...

Want to come here?

Well, it looks Like you got

A little potential There, Casey.

I was telling the doc You're a little rough

But we'll Work that out.

I think we'll Give you a chance.

I like to help Young ball players.

[hollow plunk]

Why don't you Go down now

And change your Clothes, huh?

He does Wear clothes, Doesn't he?

Oh, yes, yes.

Go down And take A shower

And then The three of us

Will discuss A contract, huh?

Go with him and Check his blueprints.

I think that Last slow ball Shook him up.

Very well. Come on, Casey.

General Manager's off ice.

Beasley? Draw The contract.

The only thing Between us and The pennant

Is if this guy's Battery goes dead Or he rusts in the rain.

Never mind what I mean. You draw the contract.

Then, uh, Come on down here.

I want you to shake Hands with your new Ace pitcher.

[crowd cheering]

You, uh, you got

The signals down All right, kid?

Yes.

Kid, don't Be nervous.

Nervous?

Ill at ease, Casey, as if

Your electrodes Were malfunctioning.

You know, nervous.

Like there's Two out in The ninth.

You're one up, And Joe Dimaggio

Comes to the plate Looking intent.

Well, that wouldn't Make me nervous.

I don't know anyone Named Joe Dimaggio.

Oh, yeah.

I forgot About that.

Well, you Just get In there.

Go ahead.

Mr. Mcgarry,

What team is Casey Pitching against?

The New York Giants.

Oh, I'd love To beat those Giants.

But for that matter, I'd love to beat Cincinnati

Or Philadelphia, Or the Braves.

Or even the Hicksville Bullets.

They beat us 11-0 In spring training.

Oh, I think Casey Will come through For you, mr. Mcgarry.

Yeah? What's in this For you, doc?

Oh, you mean With Casey?

Oh, just scientific, That's all.

Purely experimental.

You know, I think Casey's Some sort of a superman.

I'd like to have That proven.

Once, I built A home economist

And marvelous cook.

I gained 46 pounds

Before I had To dismantle her.

Now with Casey's skills

I consider that With his strength And accuracy

He'd be a Baseball pitcher.

Now in order To have that proved

I had to have him Pitch in competition

And as an acid test,

To pitch On absolutely

The worst ball team I could find.

Thanks a lot, doc.

You got a lot of class.

Play ball!

[whoosh]

Stee-ri ke!

[crack of bat]

[hollow plunk]

[crowd gasping]

No fracture, No concussion, Reflexes seem normal.

I think you're going To be all right, Mr. Casey.

Oh, boy. I can Breathe again.

All I kept Thinking about

Was, "There Goes Casey.

"There goes The pennant.

There goes The series."

There goes Your career.

(doctor) Yes, sir, Mr. Casey.

I think you're in Good shape here.

Although when I heard

How hard that Ball hit you,

I wondered to Myself how a--

How a--

Cough, mr. Casey.

[mechanical click]

What's wrong?

Well, there's Nothing wrong.

Then what are You prying for?

Well, there's not A thing wrong.

Everything is Just fine.

It's just that--

Just that what?

Well, this, uh--

This man Doesn't have Any pulse.

No heartbeat.

This, uh...

This man Isn't alive.

It will have to Come out now.

What's this All about, mouth?

What are You trying To pull off?

You're not gonna Like this but--

Uh, doctor, I think You should know this

Before you go Any further.

This man hasn't a Pulse or a heartbeat

Because he doesn't Have a heart.

He's a robot.

(doctor) A what?

(Stillman) A robot.

You're sure?

By all means. I built him.

And he's been pitching For the Hoboken Zephyrs.

Under the circumstances, As team physician

I'm afraid I must notify The baseball commissioner.

Casey, move over.

Article six, Section two, The baseball code.

I quote--

"A team Shall consist Of nine men."

End of quote.

"Men," understand?

Not robots.

He's suspended.

That's my Final decision.

Commissioner, to all Intents and purposes

He is human!

Casey...

Talk to him.

Tell him About yourself.

What should I say?

See? He talks Better than me

And he's a Lot smarter

Than most of Those muttonheads.

He is not human!

How human do You want him?

He's got arms and legs And a face and he talks.

And no heart.

He doesn't even Own a heart.

How could He be human Without a heart?

Beasley hasn't got A heart either.

He owns 40% Of the club.

That's it. He doesn't Have a heart

That means He isn't human.

That's a Clear violation

Of the Baseball code.

He doesn't play.

Mr. Commissioner

Suppose we gave Him a heart.

If that's what Makes him different

I think I could Operate and supply Him with a heart.

You can do that?

No trouble at all.

Do you wanna play?

Of course he Wants to play.

[iaughs]

You're sure?

I guarantee it.

If he were to Be given a heart

Would you classify Him as a...

Well, what I mean is, Would you call him a...

He had me fooled Even without one.

All right, All right.

With a heart, I'll give him A temporary okay

Until the league Meeting in October.

Then we'll have To take it up.

The other clubs

Are gonna scream Bloody murder.

I can just hear Durocher now.

[chuckling]

Well, then it's All settled.

Casey gets a heart

And accreditation As being a human

And the Hoboken Zephyrs...

Take it, mouthy.

The Hoboken Zephyrs Win the pennant

For the first Time in 23 years.

[jiggling] (beasley) Operator.

[jiggling] Operator!

Operator, you sure You're ringing the Right number?

Yeah, that's it.

Thank you Very much.

Any n ews?

The operator Can't get an answer.

The doctor's still Not at his house.

Maybe he's still In the middle of The operation.

Whatsamatter? He can't Use one hand to pick Up a phone?

I can't wait Any longer.

I gotta give Them the Lineup.

Carter, you start.

Followed by O'hara, Smith And Jones.

Now listen, You guys.

That's the Enemy out there.

That's the New York Giants.

While you're out there,

Remember there's A big fellow Named Casey

Lying on a table Struggling for His life.

And I know That the last Thing he said

Before that night When he had His chest,

[sniff]

He said, "Go out There, Zephyrs,

And win this one For the big guy."

Pull yourself Together, Monk.

And I'll tell you Something else, You guys,

From now on, there's Gonna be a ghost in The dugout,

Number 7.

Old number 7.

So just before You go to battle,

I want you to look over To where he used to sit,

'cause he's Gonna be there.

He's gonna be There in spirit.

And he's gonna Be yelling for us,

And rootin' for us! And screamin'...

"Go, Zephyrs! Go, go, go!"

Hi, Casey.

And I'll tell you Something else

About the big guy.

He has got a heart.

Casey!

[all shouting]

How are you, Old boy?

All right, all right, Quiet down. Quiet down.

Well?

(stillman) Tell him, Casey.

Listen, Mr. Mcgarry.

[ticking]

You got a heart.

Look at His smile.

The one thing I couldn't get Him to do.

Yeah. It's wonderful.

Just wonderful.

I feel Like togetherness.

All right! Let's get Out there!

[shouting]

Here you are, seven.

Go suit up.

Togetherness.

Play ball!

[crowd cheering]

All right.

All right, I'll listen.

I'm a reasonable man, I'll listen to anything.

As you well know, doctor, But maybe you can tell me

How one minute He can look like Three Bob Fellers

And the next like A tanker with nothing.

Or maybe you can Explain, Casey,

How you can pitch Nine balls and allow Four singles

Two doubles, Two triples And a home run.

Shall I tell Him, Casey?

Well, somebody Tell me.

Casey's got A heart.

All right, So Casey's Got a heart.

The thing is, Mr. Mcgarry,

I just couldn't Strike those Poor fellows out.

I didn't have It in me to Do that,

To hurt Their feelings.

I felt compassion.

That's it. He's Got compassion.

See how he smiles?

Give a man a heart, Mr. Mcgarry,

Particularly someone Like Casey

Who hasn't Been around Long enough

To understand Co petitiveness or Drive or ego.

That's what happens.

I'm sorry, Mr. Mcgarry.

I just can't hurt Fellows' careers.

Dr. Stillman thinks

I should go Into social work.

That's right.

I want to Help people.

Bye.

Well, I know somebody He can help for a start.

Me.

Perhaps you'd Like to keep Casey's blueprints.

A little memento Might cheer you up.

Goodbye.

Wait, wait.

Hey, doc, Wait a minute!

Doc!

Hey, doc! Wait a minute!

Doc!

Hey, doc!

Wait a minute!

(male narrator) Once upon a time there was A major league baseball team

Called the Hoboken Zephyrs

Who during the last year Of their existence

Wound up in last place

And shortly thereafter Wound up in oblivion.

There's a rumor, Unsubstantiated, of course,

That a manager named Mcgarry Took them to the west coast

And wound up With several pennants

And a couple Of world's championships.

This team had a pitching Staff that made history.

Of course, none of Them smiled very much

But it happens to be a fact

They pitched Like nothing human

And if you're interested

As to where these Gentlemen came from

You might check under "B" For "Baseball"

In the twilight zone.

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Will tell you about Next week's story

After this word from Our alternate sponsor.

And now, Mr. Serling.

Next week, We take you back

Into the dark and hidden, Unexplored recesses of A writer's mind,

And do some probing As to just how this Type of bird operates.

It's a fascinating Excursion into The oddball.

On the twilight zone next Week, Keenan Wynn and Phyllis Kirk

Star in Richard Matheson's "A World of His Wwn,"

And in this particular one, Even this kooky writer gets Into the act.

Good night.

[eerie music]

(male announcer) Kimberley Clark Invites you

To watch Steve McQueen

In "Wanted Dead or Alive."

Saturday nights over Most of these Same stations.