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NARRATOR:
Three months ago

David Vincent had come

to the Carver Oil Fields
in Houston.

There had been reports
of unexplained lights

and that same night

two watchmen
had been found dead.

The verdict in both cases--
cerebral hemorrhage.

(tone whirring)

Now, suddenly

after endless nights of vigil
in the Carver Fields

David has found proof
that the invaders are here.

(camera shutter clicking)

(truck engine idling)

(tone whirring)

¶

(soft whirring)

(tones beeping)

(whirring continuing)

(shutter clicking)

(high-pitched tone whining)

(tone humming)

(machinery humming)

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(grunting)

(truck engine idling)

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've taken human form.

Somehow, he must convince
a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

The guest stars
in tonight's story:

Laura Devon...

Nancy Wickwire...

Norman Fell...

and special guest star
Ed Begley.

NARRATOR:
David Vincent has found proof
that the invaders are here.

Minutes after dawn,
he seeks out Simon Carver

owner of the enormously
successful Carver Oil Company.

Now, finally, three months
of waiting and watching

are about to pay off.

MAN:
What is it?

What's going
on here?

Say, what are
you doing here?

Mr. Carver, I have
to talk to you.

Please let me in--
I have to talk to you.

It's 5:00 in
the morning.

This is urgent.

Henry! Henry!

Mr. Vincent...
Hello, Henry.

just a...

Okay, Vincent,
what is this?

Look, I know how this
is going to sound

but you got to get
the security guards

out to Field One
right away.

Do what?

Sir, I don't have time to
explain this to you fully.

Make time.

Listen, pal-- you come
breaking in here,

raving like a lunatic you
better have a reason.

I have,
right here.

What's that supposed
to be?

A computer tape.
So?

I found it inside
an abandoned tank
car in Field One.

The car's equipped

with a lot more than
just a computer.

Vincent, now I know
you're out of your skull.

There's nothing in that
tank car except rust.

It's been sitting...

What I saw won't
make sense now

but once you've seen it,
you'll understand.

Now let's call
the guards.

Beat it--
in there.

We don't have time.

I said, "in there."

You've been on
the hairy edge
of being canned

a couple of times
since I hired you.

Now, give it
to me straight

or you've had it.

This tape is proof

that the two men
who were killed in...

Killed? What are
you talking about?

They weren't killed.

Two cerebral hemorrhages

in the same night,
the same area?

Come on, Mr. Carver,
they were healthy men.

They were killed

because they knew
about this tape.

David!

Oh, come in.
Join us.

We'll have
a party.

What's going on?

Tell her. Maybe it'll
make some sense to her.

Where did Evelyn
put those pills?

Right-hand drawer.

I hired you to design a plant,
not to give me

some cock and bull
about my guards.

I'm not asking you to believe it
without seeing evidence.

I can prove it,
so give me that chance.

Henry.

Yes, Mr. Carver?

Get me some clothes.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Sam?

Round up the guards.

Meet me at Field
One, on the siding.

Yes, now.

Dad, you're not going out.

He asked for his chance.

I'll give it to him.

DAVID:
My car is outside.

Mind if I put my pants on?

David, he shouldn't
be going out at this hour.

What's so important?

You'll have
an explanation
when I get back.

You do some very
peculiar things, you know?

You want an apology?

I apologize.

I love your charming manners

and I love it
when you take me out

then leave me at 8:00 or 9:00

whenever you have
something better to do.

Susan, I've had to.

You'll know why when I get back.

I don't really
have to...

I thought
you were so hopped-up

to get going.

I'll explain it to
you when I get back.

Oh, it's really
much more fun this way.

Well?

Good morning...

Mr. Vincent.

Miss Bowers.

Evelyn, you're dressed.

You didn't have
to get up.

Anything wrong,
Mr. Carver?

I'll tell you
when I get back.

(door opening)

Susan, where
are they going?

Well, they're having
a convention on Field One.

I've been your father's
secretary long enough

to get used to things
like this, but 5:00...

You got me out at
5:00 in the morning

to look into this rusty,
beat-up, old tank car?

What am I
supposed to do--

drop in a dime
and make a wish?

It's not the same car.

Vincent, this car
has been here

ever since we
abandoned this spur.

Here, let's go.
And you, I want
to see you

later this morning
in my office.

Will you listen to me
for a minute?

I've listened and I've come
and I've had it.

At my office.

(car doors closing)

(engine starting)

Mr. Taft?

What is it?

FBI?

FCC?

Licensing commission?

No, no, nothing
like that.

I got it.

You're
a private investigator.

My name is
David Vincent.

I may have a
job for you.

What is it, Charlie?

You think

your wife's cheating?

I have a special job.

Computer tape?

You tell me.

That's your
primary field.

What makes you think so?

I started out this morning

at NASA headquarters
and the university.

I asked for a name.
I got yours.

My former bosses, huh?

You left out a few,
you know.

You're a specialist
in cryptography.

The government used you
to break liberated tapes...

find out what the
tapes are for...

what machines they control.

And they fired me...

as did the university...

as you must know.

You were fired
for breaking rules.

For nonconformity.

But never
inefficiency.

I need this
tape decoded.

Well, when I tell you
my price, pal

you may change
your mind.

Well...

as friend to friend

what side of the law
am I on?

You don't have to worry
about the law.

But I should tell
you one thing.

If anybody finds out
where this tape is

your life won't be worth a cent.

Keep it, pal.

This kind of trouble
I don't need.

You'll be safe as long
as I don't know where you are.

Take the tape

and disappear.

I'm the one they're looking for.

If I can't tell them,
how can they find you?

All right.

The school can live without me.

I'll meet you tonight at 10:00.

Now, this is 26th and Maple.

At 10:00 tonight

start walking south,
past the storage tank.

If there's nobody following you,
I'll pick you up.

All right, 10:00.

(door unlocking)

You've stolen something
from us, Mr. Vincent.

It isn't here in your room.

I'd appreciate
knowing where it is.

The tape, Mr. Vincent,
if you please.

I don't have it.

The tape-- where is it?

I don't know.

Mr. Vincent

the tape.

I don't have it.

Who?
Who has it now?

Who?

Neal Taft.

Who is Neal Taft?

Taft school of electronics.

Thank you, Mr. Vincent.

(grunts)

(knocking on door)

David, what...?

What are you doing here?

When you didn't show
up at dad's office

I was worried
in spite of myself.

What happened?

You got to get out of here.
They might come back.

Who? Who did this?

Don't ask questions.

Just leave, please.

No. You're in trouble.

The way you acted about
that tape this morning...

this has something to do
with that tape, doesn't it?

Yes.

David, what is it?

Now, please, just leave.

No. Tell me.

This ties in with where you
went every night, doesn't it?

Why you'd leave me.

You know, for a while

I thought there
was someone else--

another girl.

Oh, David,
if you were in trouble

you should have told me.

I'd help you
no matter what it is.

I think...

Don't.

What did you think
I was going to say?

That I love you?

I do.

I guess I do love you.

Susan...

you've got to trust me.

If I told you
what was going on now

you wouldn't understand.

It wouldn't make sense.

I'm going to meet someone

who's going to give me
all the proof I need.

Then I'll tell you.

Now, go home
and wait for me.

David...

(door opens and closes)

Susan?

Oh, Susan,
could I see you

for a moment, please?

In the morning,
Evelyn. Do you mind?

Is my father
still at the club?

It's really very
important, Susan.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to ask a favor of you, Susan.

Your friend, Mr. Vincent,
has something I need.

Something very important.

What is all
the cloak-and-dagger?

What's David mixed up in?

I can't tell you.

You trying to make me believe
he's a spy

or something?

I don't believe it.

And I don't think
my father would...

Don't call
your father, Susan.

Because if you do...

in the year
I've been here

I've found out
about Carver Oil...

even how he managed
to build one useless oil well

into an empire.

I have some facts, Susan,
about a man named Arnold Mayer

and they're
not very pleasant.

I really wouldn't
like to use them.

Your father's not a young man.

His heart condition
couldn't stand the strain

of a scandal like this.

Now what do you say?

You want me to
inform on David?

Oh, you make it
sound so terrible.

After all, it's not
much of a price to pay

for your father's life.

Vincent.

Relax.

You look terrible.

I had some visitors.

Those kind of friends
I don't need.

What did you
come up with?

Look, I been in this
business a long time.

You give my name?

Well, not voluntarily.

That's why I insisted

upon not knowing
where you were.

It saved your
life and mine.

They won't
kill anybody

until they
get that tape.

Hey, look,
my car's right over here.

I'm not too thrilled
about meeting your friends

in case they're
still looking.

Let's ride.

Dad.

Something tells me
I've got trouble.

Vincent?

No.

Oh, don't tell me no.

He doesn't show up
to see me today

you go to see him

and I come home
from the club

and find you
sitting in the dark

like a piece
of furniture.

Dad, who's
Arnold Mayer?

I thought we were
talking about Vincent.

You were.

Who's Arnold Mayer?

Where did you find out
about him?

Does it matter?

Dad, tell me.

Arnold Mayer was my partner.

I had a well
that wasn't practical.

He had a technique
for bringing it in.

And how did you get
his technique from him?

Did he sell it to you?

Is that any
of your business?

It's true, then.

I know how you got it

and I know what
he did to himself

after you
stole it from him.

If you know that

then there must be
something else you want to ask.

Why did I do it?

Go on, ask it.

Don't you want
to know who I did it for?

I know.

I know who
you did it for.

Now, don't
jump me, Vincent.

I just said I couldn't
crack the language.

Actually, there's
something else
on the tape--

numbers, equations--
the universal language.

The only language
that doesn't shift

from country to country

or planet to planet.

What do you mean,
planet to planet?

Well, try this on.

On the tape, let's say
there are, what...?

a hundred coordinates.

Now, those numbers
could represent

longitude, latitude,
intersections...

and, if I'm right

the very
first intersection

is somewhere right
here in Houston--

somewhere near
the Carver Oil Fields.

That grabs you, huh?

What else?

The pattern
on the tape

is the same
as one we used

when, uh...
well, when NASA

was paying
my room rent.

We used it to activate
a homing control

that governed reentries
of space capsules.

I got somebody at
the university now

checking into
the equations

to make sure I'm not
going off half-cocked.

Wait a minute.
Don't worry
about it.

He can keep
his mouth shut.

It's my brother Joey.

I'll tell you
what you do.

Tomorrow afternoon
sometime

call my
answering service.

Let them know where
you'll be tomorrow night.

I'll have my brother
Joey pick you up.

Now we better
get back.

I got a long way
to go on that tape.

Good afternoon,
Susan.

I hope you had a pleasant sleep.

Susan, I know you talked
to your father last night

about Arnold Mayer.

Look, Evelyn, I don't know
what it is you're after...

or why.

All I want
is the present address

of a friend
of Mr. Vincent's.

A man named Neal Taft.

That and what they've done
with a certain computer tape.

That's all.

That's the whole deal, I swear.

You know something?

I don't think you have the nerve
to expose my father.

Where would you be

once the
scandal broke?

You'd be out of a job,
out of the house

and out of all
the nice fringe benefits

that seem to go with it.

All right, try me.

Ruin your father
just because you resent me.

It's entirely up to you.

All right, Evelyn.

I'll do what I can.

Thank you, Susan.

Oh, it won't
be too hard.

Just call Mr. Vincent.

Arrange to have
a quiet dinner someplace

where you can talk.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Could we go?

You asked me
to meet you here

and now you
want to leave.

I know. I just...

I guess I just
don't like this place.

Well, I'm expecting
a phone call.

Very good.

Could you
pour later, please?

Yes, sir.

Something is wrong.

No. It's just
that you gave me

an awful shock
last night.

David,
I can't believe

that you're involved
in something dishonest.

But if this is what happens
because of that tape

get rid of it.

Can't you go
to the police?

I don't have the tape.

What did you do with it?

I can't tell you.

You must know where it is.

No.

You must know.

There's a call for you,
Mr. Vincent.

Thank you.

Yes?

Behind what theater?

All right.
The Fannin Street parking lot.

I'll see you
in 15 minutes.

You don't have to bother
taking me home.

I'll call dad
and have him send a car.

Susan, I'm sorry.

It's all right.
Go, please.

In 15 minutes.

Some theater parking lot
on Fannin Street.

I don't know.

That would be the Imperial,
I guess.

No, don't thank me, Evelyn.

Please, don't thank me.

Mr... uh, Vincent?

That's right.

Why don't we
talk in the car?

Uh, you were, uh...
supposed to be alone.

In the car, please.

Well, uh,
wh-what is this?

What are you...
what are you doing?!

Let go of me!

What are you doing?

What are you looking for?

Nothing.

I don't have
anything on me.

Joey?

Joey Taft?

Why would...

why would they do that?

Listen... tell my...
tell my brother...

that I tr...
I-I tried... to do...

Joey, Joey, where
is your brother?

He's... uh...

uh... he's at the...

university.

In-in my lab.

I said come in here.

Where did you go?

I had to see David.

I said come in.

I have to go up
to New Orleans.

I want to set
you straight

on what you asked
last night before I go.

Sit down.

Dad, I'd like
to go to bed.

Please.

If you're going
to talk about
Arnold Mayer--

please don't.

I'm the last person in the
world to sit in judgment.

Any explanation
I could give you, Susan

would be just a lot of words.

What I did, I... I did.

I... stole the formula.

Arnold Mayer... killed himself.

I can't change that.

It took me years
of sleepless nights...

too much bourbon, too many pills
to realize that.

I sent Arnold Mayer's wife money
all the time

but nothing can ever wipe out
the stink of what I did.

I thought that was dead, Susan--

buried--

but now...

somebody wants to make trouble

and whoever it is can.

Big trouble.

I want to know who told you.

You're safe.

You can forget
about Arnold Mayer.

How?

I did something tonight.

Let's just say... Simon Carver
and his daughter Susan

can go back to living
the way they always lived.

You don't have to
worry about anybody

making any
trouble for you.

And you don't
have to worry

about David Vincent.

He's still in surgery.

They can't tell me anything.

(sighs)

Well, Vincent,
you better tell me

who ran down my brother.

I can't give
you a name.

Well, you better
give me something, pal.

The men who attacked
your brother...

they weren't from... here.

They were from somewhere else.

Listen to me.

The military power
of this world depends on fuel.

The source of fuel--

crude oil.

Now, suppose you wanted
to invade and conquer this earth

and you had
some other source of power.

What the devil
are you talking about?

If you could destroy
our fuel supplies

planes wouldn't fly.

Ships wouldn't sail.

We'd be disabled.

You could attack without
fear of retaliation.

Attack from where?

Outer space.

From where, pal?

You know it's possible.

I'm saying it's true.

Oh, for the love of Mike.

Neal--

that tape was intended

to bring in something special

either equipment or...
or one of their specialists.

That tank car
is a homing device.

They must move it in

whenever one of their saucers
is coming down.

Their last beachhead
was Carver's oil field.

They killed those two guards
and they ran down your brother.

Let me tell you something,
Vincent.

I'm getting sick and tired
of hearing about "they."

Now, you're
protecting somebody

that knew
about our meeting.

Who was with you
at the Blue Lion when I called?

Who?

Susan.

DOCTOR:
Mr. Taft?

Yeah.

Vincent.

My brother just died.

My brother...

just died.

You have some
funny habits, Vincent

and breaking in here
in the middle of the night

is one you can keep.

I want to see Susan.

Maybe you're not
as smart as I thought.

Whatever happened tonight,
whatever you two did

you're not going
to clean it up now.

Does she come
downstairs

or do I go up?

You go one place, buster,
and that's out!

It's all right, Dad.

This is between
David and me.

Go ahead. You've got
a plane to catch.

It's all right.

It's your life.

Henry!

Yes, Mr. Carver.

Let's go!

Yes, sir.

David... I told Dad that
I didn't want to see you anymore

and I meant it.

Is that something
you decided

after we had
dinner tonight?

Why can't you just
accept it and leave?

Accept it the way I did

when you said
you loved me?

That was a mistake

so why don't we
just call it quits?

Now that you've got
what you're after.

I won't even ask you
what you mean by that.

I hope you had
a successful meeting.

There was no meeting.

Why? Didn't your friend show up?

Who?

The man who called you. Taft.

I never told you his name.

Oh, you must have.

Taft showed up, but
it was the wrong one

and now he's dead.

Why?

Oh, David.

Who did you tell?

Just get out of here,
David, please.

The kid's name was Joey

and I want you
to remember that.

His name was Joey.

(motors chugging)

(brakes squeaking)

(parking brake locked)

You're right--
this sighting checks out

with the coordinates
on the tape.

Now, if your story
is right

this could be
a landing field.

Now, you know the top men
at NASA.

Now, take the tape to them

and all the information
you have.

Convince them.

Just like that?

I was canned

for nonconformity, remember?

Do you think they're going
to believe a story like this--

especially from me?

How many chances

do you think we're going
to get before they wipe out

the human race?

Oh, sure, sure, sure-- we're
going to stop them, you and me.

Maybe we won't, but this is the
one chance you'll have to find

who killed
your brother.

Okay... all right.

I'll try.

But how do we
find out when?

Susan.

Who are they?

Friends.

Oh, and they're just as unhappy
about last night as I am.

Our superiors are even
more unhappy.

It wasn't my fault.

I got your information.

We're not blaming you, Susan.

It was a mistake.

This time, we'll
be more careful.

"This time"?

We have a schedule
to meet by tonight.

If that schedule
is canceled

then our work is set back
for a year, maybe two.

We can't afford that.

Who are you?

Just who are you, anyway?

I asked you a question.

Susan, whether or not we can
meet that schedule tonight

depends on what Mr. Vincent
or Mr. Taft have learned--

what danger
they represent.

Now, find that out for us,
and you'll be free.

How could I go to David
after last night?

He knows what I did.

He'd never
trust me now.

Oh, he might.

After all, he called you,
said he wanted to see you.

I kept my end of the bargain.

You don't understand.

I've been made aware
that I've failed.

And if I fail again, I die.

And if I die, you die.

And so does your father.

(knocking)

I was going to give you
ten more minutes.

I've been driving
around for an hour

trying to find some way I
wouldn't have to come here.

But there isn't.

David, I know what
you must think of me

and it isn't going to do
any good to apologize

because it's going to
be worse in a minute.

But you've got to help me.

I don't know what

you're trying to do,
but forget it.

A man died because of you.

Don't you think I know that?

But you've got
to help me, David.

If you don't,
my father's going to die.

What?
She'll have it done--
I know she will.

Who?
Evelyn.

David, there isn't time
to ask questions.

You've got to tell me.

I have to know tonight.

Know what?

There's something
that's going to happen tonight

and it's so important.

I have to know what
you found out from that tape;

if you're a danger to them...

if you can stop them.

Are they waiting for you?

Yes.

Where?
At the house.

David, I have to bring them
the truth.

If I don't, they'll find out
if I'm lying.

Please,
tell me.
Do they have your father yet?

No. He's at a meeting
in New Orleans.

Then he's safe

for now.

Susan...
don't go home.

Call Evelyn.

Tell her we don't
know anything--

that we couldn't decode
the tape.

Is that the truth?

No, but make her
believe you.

They've got to go through
with their plans.

Tell her the tape is in...

is in a safe in Taft's office.

I'll make sure it's there.

That'll convince her.

But promise me
you won't go back to the house.

Take a plane.

Disappear for
a couple of days.

If they go through
with their plans

you'll know when
it's safe to come back.

But go to the airport
to make that phone call

and then get the first
plane you can get.

I know it doesn't make
any difference now

but there was one thing
I wasn't lying about.

I do love you.

Be careful.

(knocking)

Come in.

Well?

Better call your
friend at NASA.

It's happening tonight.

WOMAN (over PA):
Regina Airlines, jet flight
number five from Honolulu

now arriving at Gate 32.

Could I have operator 216,
please?

Operator, this is Susan Carver.

Could you try my call again
to New Orleans?

I've been trying
for over half an hour.

My plane leaves in five minutes.

Thank you.

(loudly):
Hello?

Could I talk to Simon Carver,
please?

Yes, I know he's in a meeting.

It's urgent.

This is his daughter.

Thank you.

Dad?

Listen, Dad,
you've got to do something.

Now, get out of that meeting
as fast as you can

and don't tell anybody where
you're going-- not anybody--

and get on a plane and meet me
at the Mirador in Mexico City.

Now, you've got to do it, Dad.

I'll explain later.

Look, Dad, I love you,
and your life is in danger.

Do you promise?

I'll explain everything then.

All right.

Last call, Flight 421
for Mexico city...

Susan...

What are you
doing here?!

I told you
what you wanted to know.

I told you where
you could find that tape.

You said that Mr. Vincent
had found out nothing.

We simply want to check that.

(motors chugging)

What time did they tell
you they'd be here?

They're due any minute.

Vincent!

There's Susan.

They found her.

They know she lied.

No, they don't know.
They wouldn't have come here.

They would have
called off the landing.

Well, then, they'll
find out in a minute,
and that's that.

We've got to get to her.

Just the two of us?
Are you crazy?

Look, the NASA people
and the FBI

are due here
any minute...

I know what
they'll do to her.

Well, you can't help her.

If you go in there now,
she'll be killed for sure.

I told you,
he doesn't
know anything.

Why did you run?

Is that so hard
to understand?

I was scared.

They're already inside
the lunar orbit.

If there's any question
about bringing in the ship

I must know within three minutes
or I can't turn it back.

Miss Carver, you've
told us the truth?

They know nothing?

(odd noises)

Yes.

We must have the truth.

David... knows nothing.

Absolutely
nothing?

Noth...

nothing.

Nothing?

They know...

they know.

(noises abruptly stop)

Turn the ship back now.

Path reversed.

Ship rising.

Activate the destruct cycles
and abandon control.

Now, quick, before
the radiation reaches

the critical level.

What about the girl?

She's finished.

They do know.

(droning)

(rapid beeping)

Susan...

Oh...

(rapid beeping)

(hyperventilating)

Susan...

Susan...

I can't get...

I can't get my...

David...

Susan...

Oh, David...

Susan...

They're here.

It's too late.

I... just don't
understand it--

any of it.

I just don't understand.

I can't expect you to.

But I know one thing--

she was...

special.

What she did was special.

Good-bye.

Vincent...

she did love you.

How is he?

Well, he's tough.

He'll make it.

How about you?

I'll make it, too.

David... if there's
anything I can do...

Thank you.

How about taking me
to the airport, huh?

NARRATOR:
A girl's life--

for David Vincent,
a very personal reason

why the war must go on...

why the world
must be alerted...

why the invader
must be destroyed.