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What was that?

Don't you worry about
that, just worry about this.

No... no, Tommy, not here.

You gotta be jacking me.

I was jacking you before, and
now I'm just telling you something.

You are so beautiful.

I said not here. I
didn't say not there.

Oh, Tommy! The girls
in home-room were right.

What do you want?!

What do you want?!

Hello, do you have
an appointment?

Mr. Paul Johnson, 10 o'clock.

- Blood test.
- No test.

- I beg your pardon.
- No test.

Transfusion.

Don't tell me a big man like
you is afraid of a little needle.

I have no fear.

I came for a
transfusion of blood.

Well, Mr. Johnson, I'm really sorry,
but you're gonna have to take the test.

We don't just pass out blood
like it's gasoline, you know.

First we have to find out if
you need regular or unleaded.

Okay, why don't you have a seat.

Doctor'll be with
you in a moment.

Some magazines
there you can look at.

Paging Dr. Miller.

Paging Dr. Arnold Miller.

Dr. Rochelle, this is Mr. Johnson,
he'd like an immediate transfusion.

Determination is an
admirable quality, Mr. Johnson.

Nadine, would you take him
to the lab and run his type?

No, no, he's having a
fast pint on the fly, no tests.

Would you please come
inside, Mr. Johnson?

Now, Mr. Johnson...

why don't you want a blood test?

I choose not to reveal a reason.

I see.

Well then, I suggest
you try another doctor.

You have no blood here?

Yes, we have blood.

There's not a doctor on
Earth who'll transfuse...

blood without first
learning the patient's type...

Rh factor, and
other peculiarities.

The wrong kind
would probably kill you.

I must have blood.

I am dying.

I am...

type "O".

I'm sorry, but I can't take
your word for any of those facts.

Get away from there!

Observe.

No bleeding.

It will bleed... in some moments,
but then thinly and sporadically.

- Have you been to another doctor?
- None that you know of.

Hematologists, blood doctors?

Will you give me
the transfusion?

Not unless you submit to a test.

Then, without a specimen
of my blood for study...

it is impossible?

Impossible.

You will test.

You will take of my
blood and scrutinize it.

Then you will know,
and you will prescribe.

You may study it in all
the ways of your kind...

and you may learn,
but you may not speak.

You will not, you can not transmit to any
other being your knowledge of my tragedy.

I'm sorry, I...

seem to have developed a...
terrible headache, all of a sudden.

I am ready for your test now.

Oh, I'm glad you
changed your mind.

Take off your coat.

This won't hurt.

Now just let's hope
we can get some.

Fantastic.

Agglutinin disintegrating
at an uninterrupted rate...

resulting in the destruction of
the cellular structure of blood.

Impossible.

There, that should do it.

You assist the doctor
in preserving life?

Well, that isn't exactly
what it says on my diploma...

but it sort of captures
the flavor of things.

How much money do you
receive for performing these duties?

That's a rather personal
question, isn't it?

- I have said something wrong?
- No, not really.

I'm just not used to
talking finance with patients.

I wish to employ you.

Would $1000 a
week be sufficient?

It depends on what
you have in mind.

Preserving my health.

Seeing to it that
I do not expire.

Mr. Johnson, no one in
this world can guarantee life.

Nor in any other, I fear.

Dr. Rochelle will prescribe
daily blood transfusions for me.

Since I can not administer them myself,
I will require someone with your skills.

Would 2000 dollars be adequate?

More than adequate.

This whole thing has the sound
of something very unethical.

Besides, I like working with the
doctor, we're kind of a team, you know.

Like Laurel and Hardy.

I am unaware of these doctors.

Would it still be unethical if
Dr. Rochelle asked you to serve me?

If the doctor assigned me to
your case, I'd take it of course.

I see.

And you're to
administer 500 CC's of

type "O" every night until
further orders from me.

Yes, doctor, exactly
what is wrong with him?

Well, it's very
interesting, he has a...

I can't be precise.

There's evidence of
some internal hemorrhage.

I see.

When do you want me
to move into his house?

Immediately. Today.

Then I'm gonna have to go
home first and get my toothbrush.

Well, pack your clothing.

This may very well
be a protracted stay.

Oh...

How long does he have?

I, ah...

I don't know.

I'm doing all I can.

From this point on...

it's in the hands of God.

I see.

Hey, is this your vehicle, pal?

Does that fact seem in dispute?

I gotta hand it to
you, buddy, I've never

seen anybody commit
so many violations at once.

I'm gonna need extra paper
just to write this thing up.

He is aggressive, why?

Get in the car,
Mr. Johnson, I'll talk to him.

Harry, don't you ever quit?

You come here, I'm expecting
a nice pleasant little lunch...

and you kick things off by
hassling my patient, nice going!

Okay, okay, lighten up.

Call it my police
instinct if you will...

but Nadine, come on, the guys
in the red zone, no parking sign...

you got your fire hydrant...

and he's on the wrong side
of the street for God's sake.

I think this bozo's
earned himself a ticket.

But you don't understand...

he came here for an
emergency transfusion...

he was in critical
condition when he arrived.

Besides, I'm taking care of him now,
and I'll make sure he gets home safely.

You know you're taking advantage
of my soft spot for nurses?

You bet I am.

Where're we going for lunch?

I don't suppose you'd settle
fro a burger and a shake?

Oh, I have a choice?

Oh yeah, you could start
an extended hunger strike.

Come on, you know my tastes by now,
its lobster and Chardonnay, all the way.

Hmm, tell me about it.

Listen, what do you say we do that
Chardonnay and lobster thing Friday night?

I only have Thursdays off.

Exactly what I said,
love Thursdays.

I'll think about it.

Do that.

I will.

All right buddy, I'm gonna let
you off with a warning this time.

A warning about what?

Funny guy, very funny.

Thank you, officer. I'll
see you later, Mr. Johnson!

And be a little
more careful, bud.

Hey boss...

how many times I gotta tell you not
to take the car 'til you know to drive.

Come into the house, Jeremy.

We will have a guest arriving
tonight, prepare a room.

Next to yours?

Miss Nadine Storey will be
administering to my medical needs.

Make sure she has all the
necessary comforts, understand?

Loud and clear, boss.

I will be in the cellar.

I am not to be disturbed.

Okey-doke.

I do not pay you to
spy on me, Jeremy.

Should do so again,
I shall eliminate you.

Just thought you
needed some help, boss.

When I require assistance...

I shall call on you.

Now, go...

prepare the nurse's room.

Sure, anything you say, boss.

Would you like me to
make diner for you tonight?

That will not be necessary.

I will be dining...

out.

Hello?

Linda... hi.

Naw, nothing, I just
got kind of startled.

I'm hearing some noises.

Hey, I'm ready, when
you coming over?

All right, see ya.

Bye-bye.

How ya doing, baby? Nice to
see some new talent around here.

Do you work for Mr. Johnson?

Sure do, name's Jeremy, bodyguard,
chauffeur, chief cook and bottle washer.

- I'm loaded with talents.
- I bet you are.

Do you also have a permit for
the gun parked under your jacket?

You have an eye for
detail, I like that in a...

lady.

Seems to me we're
gonna get along just fine.

Don't count on it.
Where's Mr. Johnson?

Entrez.

Woof.

Yo, boss, we got company.

Hello, Mr. Johnson.

It is good that you are here.

I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier, but I
had to clean out my desk at the clinic.

Do not excuse yourself for
imagined wrongs, Miss Storey.

Come, I shall show
you to your room.

Thank you, I'm
just dying to see it.

You are not dying, I am dying.

This is such a beautiful
place you have here.

It is adequate.

Jeremy and I are alone here.

You are the only person other than
ourselves who has been in this house.

Yeah, we've only
been here a month.

Enough discussion, Jeremy.

It is time that you make certain all
of the exterior entrances are secure.

Then go to Miss Storey's car...

carry her bags and
supplies to her room.

Right boss, I'll take them
up to the honeymoon suite.

You're so kind, Jeremy.

Your quarters are
upstairs, Miss Storey.

Here you shall sleep.

I have received blood this day.

Therefore you have
no duties until tomorrow.

Then I'll say
goodnight, Mr. Johnson.

Mr. Johnson!

Mr. Johnson!

Yes, Miss Storey.

- You locked my door.
- I did.

- Why?
- You did not wish it?

If my door's gonna be locked,
I'd like to do my own locking.

In the place where I am from...

no person would dare
sleep in insecure quarters.

Just where do you come from?

I believe your expression was...

goodnight...

was it not, Miss Storey?

Yes.

Goodnight, sir.

Time narrows.

There is death upon Davanna.

Davanna must endure.

Speak of the Earth creatures.

They are second stage sub-human.

Weak, and full of fright.

They are optically primitive,
and must converse by oral sound.

Speak of their blood.

It may be as ours.

I've sent to you
thirty cubits for study.

That must be more.

Now the wars of
Davanna are ended.

The conquered enemies dwindle in
the pens of pasture, and time constricts.

It is soon that
we shall all perish.

Perhaps the blood of
this planet shall answer.

It is rich, clean...

and rushes even now
through the veins of my body.

Then there is hope.

The council has
sent instructions.

I shall receive them.

Your mission upon this globe...

is to be accomplished
in 5 phases.

In the first you
will study all...

characteristics of the
Earth sub-humans.

Phase 1 is study.

In the second, you shall
increase the quantity of...

Earth blood, which you
are transmitting to Davanna.

Phase 2 is more Earth blood.

For phase 3, we must
have a live specimen.

A sub-human to be used
in vivisectory research.

Phase 3 is a live specimen.

You are phase 4...

in which Earth blood value...

will be determined by
your survival or your death.

Phase 4 is my life or death.

If the Earth blood
preserves your life...

phase 5 will be the conquest...

subjugation, and pasturing
of the Earth sub-humans.

Upon your order.

Phase 5 is conquest...

subjugation and
pasturing, if I live.

I am returning.

Yo, boss, got your breakfast.

Sure hope you eat
something this morning.

I'm starting to think you
don't like my cooking.

When you have brought food to
Miss Storey, I have an errand for you.

Return these to
the public library.

Here is the name of an
additional volume I wish to study.

You read all this last night?

Hell, it takes me 2 weeks
just to get through the Inquire.

I require very little sleep.

Yeah, I guess so.

- Anything else, boss man?
- Nothing.

Okey-doke.

Hello!

Room service.
Got your breakfast.

- Is that you, Jeremy?
- Every inch of me...

bigger than life, and
twice as beautiful, baby.

Spare me the details and just
leave the tray on the coffee table.

Anything for you, doll.

After a stretch here, I should
be ready for a job at the Ritz.

At least there you get a tip.

Why, doesn't Johnson
pay you much?

He pays me too much!

I think the guy's short
a few nuts and bolts.

Would it be out of line for me
to ask how much he gives you?

Nothing you could do
would be out of line, baby.

He pays me two thou
a week, in gold no less.

Gold!

Yeah, he has a stash of it
locked away somewhere.

Once a week he gives
me a couple of bars and I...

take 'em down an
exchange 'em for some cash.

And what do you do to earn
your keep, 'sides hassle nurses?

Most anything.

Such as?

Such as... fixing meals
that Johnson never eats...

and such as...

makin' sure nobody
goes down in the cellar.

Why, what's down there?

I don't know, nobody
ever includes me.

- So what do you do, hon?
- I'm the health blood pumper.

So what time does the health
blood pumper get off of work?

If it's all the same to you Jeremy, I
think I'll get my charges somewhere else.

Now why don't you just run along
like a good little boy while I get dressed.

Whatever you say, babe.

Oh, and ah...

by the way...

that's a great looking mole
you have on your left cheek.

Mr. Johnson, you strike
me as a very healthy man.

I am pleased...

perhaps your treatments will
prevent my predicted death.

For someone who
thinks he's dying...

you sure are all
mighty casual about it.

How can one not be casual?

Death is not a remarkable thing.

No, but it's not exactly
something someone looks...

forward to with giddy
anticipation, either.

Nor with undue dread.

I will not need you
again 'til this evening.

So you may do as
you wish until then.

All right, I think I'll try out
that beautiful pool of yours.

Going swimming?

Your powers of deduction
amaze me, Jeremy.

Hey, I hope you didn't get the
wrong idea about me this morning.

No, you know, I think
I got the right one.

I bet you were the kind of kid that
used to look up little girls dresses.

That's a hard
habit to kick, baby.

Actually, when you get to know me
better, I'm really a sweetheart of a guy.

I bet Attila the Hun
thought the same way.

You swim like a mermaid.

You never know, maybe I am one.

I've got a hook and line
inside, maybe I should go get it.

I'm afraid you just haven't
got the right bait, Jeremy.

Shouldn't say things like that until
you see the size of my fishing pole.

You better be careful, you
just might land a barracuda.

Good morning.

I represent the Airways
Vacuum Cleaner Company.

- Are you the gentleman of the house?
- This is my house.

Crazy. I'd like to
show you the product.

You wish that I
purchase your machine?

Oh, no, I don't want ya to
purchase anything, mister.

I just wanna give you
a free demonstration.

You wanna purchase,
you purchase.

You don't wanna purchase,
you don't have to purchase.

I ain't gonna force
you to purchase.

Now, this is one of our
standard attachments.

This'll clean anything
you got in the house.

From the deepest pile carpet,
to the most delicate fabric.

- Ain't that something?
- I do not wish to purchase.

Well, let me finish
a minute, will ya pal?

This, as they say
in the vernacular...

is the darling of the
vacuum cleaning world.

If you got any stopped
up pipes or drains...

whether it's in your
kitchen, down in your cellar...

this little baby will make
all your problems go away.

You just take it
and stick it right in...

No persistence!

Leave my house.

Sheesh, give me
a chance, buddy...

it's only a demonstration.

Let me show you what
this little baby can do

in your cellar, and
you'll turn flip-flops.

No flip-flops.

No flip-flops.

Look, buddy, let me have 5 minutes of
your time in your own cellar, and I'll...

- prove to you that this little baby...
- My cellar?

That's right, 5 minutes.

Come right in, young man.

I should be glad to see
your machine in operation.

Crazy.

Now, will you take a look at
the dirt in that drainpipe, buddy.

Ain't that a shame?

You never know when something like
that's gonna give you a lot of trouble.

But I'll have it
outta there in a jiffy.

It's a very simple operation.

Hey, save me some water
for when I get back from town.

All right, I'll do that.

I'll bet.

Woof.

Did you read about
them blood fiend?

Sucked the people dry,
took all their blood out.

They better watch out...

cause I've got Duke!

And Duke'll protect me.

You'll get 'em, won't you Duke?

Yeah, he'll get 'em all.

Tell you what...

I've a connection
to the spirit world!

Heya, doc!

They told me at the clinic I might
find you here, but hey if you're busy, I...

Oh, heh heh, no, ya, I'm...

I'm afraid that car of
mine has a chronic illness.

- So, what's up?
- Nadine says you might need a lift..

- You've got yourself quite a girl there you know.
- Tell me about it.

So come on, hop in.

Wait!

I've got Elvis! I got Elvis!

So doc, did you get her number?

Just kidding.

Wait!

What a beautiful song, Elvis.

That was Mr. Moderation with...

the #1 song in the southland...

where the thermometer
is expected to get a high...

of 95 degrees downtown...

and near a hundred
in the valleys.

More music after this...

The girls of the big doll
house are busting out again...

New World Pictures...

Well, looks like you're
enjoying your job.

It certainly has
its fringe benefits.

I can see that.

I see Dirty Harry
found you all right, doc.

Hey, clear the road!

Jeremy Perrin?

Oh, shit.

You gotta be kidding.
You mean he works here?

You two classmates?

Yeah-yeah, Jeremy here usually
spends his summers at the Grey Bar Hotel.

You got nothing on me
Sherlock, I'm straight.

What's your angle here, pal?

Strictly legit.
Tell him, Nadine.

Jeremy really does
work for Mr. Johnson.

Speaking of Mr. Johnson, I
came by to pay a call on him.

Oh, I wasn't aware that
doctor still made house calls.

Yeah, I wasn't aware that
cheap hoods knew how to read.

C'mon guys, Mr. Johnson's
resting in the study.

- Is Jeremy really a criminal?
- Yeah, small time.

- Maybe he's trying to reform.
- No way.

You can't believe that Jeremy
would want better himself, is that it?

Oh, sure...

but then I also donated
to Jim & Tammy Baker.

Thank you Jeremy, you may go.

[?]

I assume you have
further scrutinized my blood.

I certainly have, Mr. Johnson.

There's several hundred
questions I'd like to ask you.

That desire was predictable.

How many answers you
will receive is not predictable.

- Have you spoken of this to anyone?
- No, I...

I feel it's best to keep
it an absolute secret.

An excellent feeling.

What can you tell
me that I do not know?

I can tell you this...

your blood is unlike any
I've studied my entire career.

- In what way?
- In the first place...

no man on Earth should
be able to live with...

as low a count of red
corpuscles as you have.

You're not surprised?

No.

Second place.

Your blood is behaving
in an impossible manner.

The agglutinin is
breaking down...

destroying the basic
structure of the blood itself.

- The result...
- is evaporating blood.

Well, that's an
over-simplification.

Blood within the veins
couldn't possibly evaporate.

The more precise term...

Evaporation, as a term...

will suffice.

Can you name a cause?

Not yet.

But you think you may?

I may.

I'm already neglecting other
work to devote time to this problem.

We're already facing AIDS.

God forbid another dreadful
new plague should strike the earth.

Yes.

God forbid.

You already seem aware
of what your problem is.

I am aware.

If a cure is not
soon forthcoming...

all of the blood of my
body will become dust.

And I will die.

As a doctor it's my job to
try to cheer up the patient.

That is an infantile
attitude, doctor.

Continue with your studies.

And come again to see me...

when you have learned more.

Perhaps I shall
learn something soon.

I feel that...

time is a great
element in this case.

Time is indeed...

the only element.

Hiya, boss.

Come along, Jeremy.

[?]

Hey, boss, that cop's filling
Nadine with a bunch of lies about me.

Jeremy, Dr. Rochelle
and his friend are leaving.

Good, not a moment too soon.

After they depart,
prepare the automobile.

I want you to take
me out tonight.

No kidding, you mean we're
gonna go out for some laughs, boss?

I must return to the study now.

Make sure no one comes in there.

You got it, boss man.

Till later, doctor.

Goodbye, Mr. Johnson.

Okay, then I'll pick
you up at seven.

All right, but I've
gotta be back early...

so you better not try anything.

Me?

Doc's waiting for
you out in the car...

Officer Sherbourne.

You know, Nadine, I not so sure
I like the idea of you and this...

punk staying under
the same roof.

Don't worry, it's a big roof.

Besides, me and Nadine are
becoming real close friends.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I'm gonna keep a real close
eye on this place from now on, pal.

You slip up once, you
better grab yourself a shovel.

Oh yeah, why so, flatfoot?

Because, you'll be in real...

deep...

shit.

- I'll you see tonight.
- Okay.

Nice hat.

Ta-ta.

Come back anytime, me and
Nadine always love company.

God, I hate cops that do
Clint Eastwood impressions.

I'm telling you, he's the
wrong guy to fool with.

[?], sweetheart?

Well, for one thing, he's
got a license for his gun.

All right...

so I did a little time
in the slammer...

but that's all in the past.

I'm not so sure.

You didn't swipe my
sunglasses, did ya?

I can't find them anywhere.

Hell, I dunno.

Maybe Johnson took 'em
for his private collection.

Maybe.

Hey, baby.

Nice car.

Hey! Get away from the car!

Jeremy!

I have ordered you not
to sound the warning horn.

Or make any other high
decibel noises near me.

Yeah, I'm sorry, boss, I forgot.

Why are those women
behaving in that manner?

They're not women,
boss, they're hookers.

Hookers?

Hookers, you know, call
girls, prostitutes, juicy Lucy's.

They're out drumming
up some business.

Must be a slow night.

What do these hookers do?

Just about anything you
want 'em to do, boss...

as long as you got
the cash to pay for it.

Phase 2.

What was that?

Will they come back
to the house with us?

Sure, they deliver,
just like pizza man.

I want all 3 of them
returning with us tonight.

Hell, anything you say, boss.

Hiya, toots...

Mr. Johnsons's looking
for a little company tonight.

Tell Mr. Johnson he's
come to the right corner.

Yeah, right corner!

How's about you and your 2 friends
coming over to our place tonight?

Party, huh?

Sure, but what's in it for us?

Yeah, what's in it for us?

A history lesson, baby.

But what's the jive?

Yeah, what's the
jive? Huh-huh-huh?

No jive, we're gonna study
some popular American presidents.

All right, party time!

Yeah!

Ooh, nice shades.

Neat.

Whoa, and away we go!

Ooh... swell joint.

You must be pretty well healed.

I survive.

Look, honey...

I survive...

this... is living.

That will be all, Jeremy.

You may retire to
your room for the night.

You know, boss...

how about a little something for the
effort here? I mean I figured we could...

No defiance!

That is an order.

- But boss...
- No defiance!

Night-night, Jeremy.

Sweet dreams.

So, where's the party?

No party.

Oh, I get it...

think you can take
on all three of us...

stud?

I have something I
want to show you.

I bet you do.

Below...

in the cellar.

Kinky.

Got your own playroom?

Follow me.

Please.

Yeah, follow him...

please.

Neat.

I can't say much for the decor.

Yeah, decor.

It suits my purposes.

Umm, maybe we'd be more
comfortable in the bedroom.

This place is awful damp.

Please.

This will only take a moment.

I'm sure it will.

Neat.

Do you want us to strip?

Do as you please.

You're paying top dollar, baby.

You might a well
get the full show.

C'mon.

Yeah, sugar...

and while you're at it...

why don't you take
off them glasses.

You wouldn't wanna
miss any of this.

I will take them off...

now.

Somehow it always gets better.

You know me, I
practice a lot on my own.

I feel sorry for that
lady next door though...

with all that screaming you were
doing, she's liable to report a murder.

Murder, you want murder...

- Take it easy.
- I'll give you murder.

Take it easy
there, young lady...

assaulting an officer gets
you six months in solitary.

Whatever made you
decide to become a cop?

I don't know, I guess I watched
too many episodes of Chips.

Could've been worse, you could've
been watching the Twilight Zone.

Speaking of a different dimension,
how is laughing boy these days?

You know, I really know nothing
about him... except his condition.

- And that...
- And what?

He's working on
something in the cellar.

Jeremy!

Jeremy!

I need you in the cellar!

You know I like a copper
whose pistol's always fully loaded.

Oh, very funny.

Stop.

Johnson and Jeremy
are probably still awake.

Oh, that's great.

A creep and a criminal.

Nadine, just be
careful in there, okay?

I don't like the
feel of this place.

Don't worry about me.

I'm a big girl now.

Tell me about it.

Nice lipstick.

Nice... ahh...

Whew.

Mercy.

Take it directly to the study...

then I have more
work you must do.

Geez, what you got in here,
boss, Hulk Hogan's barbells?

Well, Mr. Johnson, are you
ready for your transfusion?

It's almost that time.

I will be ready in an hour.

Come to the study then.

All right.

This night I am transmitting
the blood of phase 2.

The study of phase
1 is in progress.

Within 24 Earth hours...

I shall locate and transmit
a live Earth specimen.

I have no information on my
own probability of life or death.

That's right, I
put Mulligan on it.

He probably won't find anything.

Yes, sir... yes, sir...

yeah, same puncture
wounds as before.

I'll let you know the
minute we hear anything.

That girl was a
seventh, wasn't she?

Eighth.

Damn newspapers
are having a field day.

"Dracula strikes again."

Is there any break yet?

Nothing, but I'll
tell you one thing...

our boy is interested
in only one thing...

blood!

Every body we've found
has been drained white.

What about the boys in the lab?

Aw, hell, those guys don't even
know the exact cause of death...

let alone how the
blood's being removed.

Damn.

You and the law agent...

you are bound, Miss Storey?

Why Mr. Johnson, I
didn't know you cared.

Merely the
curiosity of a patient.

Well, I guess you
could say we're bound...

bound for what, I don't
know, but you could say it.

Why?

You ever been married before?

My companion and I are...

separated.

Oh.

Well, that about
does it for today.

Perhaps you can guide me...

to a bit of information
that I've not...

yet discovered in my research.

And what's that?

In the uranium method
of cancer examination...

it is of course true
that the uranium...

goes directly to the
cancerous region.

But the books neglected
to give an explanation.

That's right, that's because
no one knows the reason.

That one assumption might be...

that since cancer
attracts radioactivity...

it is possible that the cancer itself
is negatively charged with energy.

Perhaps that
might lead to a cure.

What do you think?

I'm sure I don't think
anything, Mr. Johnson.

Why don't you
just lie back now...

and relax until a
transfusion's finished.

Very well.

Hi, I'm your birthday girl.

You are attempting to
sell me a vacuum cleaner?

No, silly, I'm
your birthday girl.

You know, from the
Strip-O-Gram company.

Strip-O-Gram?

[?], that's crazy.

Hold on... wait a minute.

Look...

you are...

Albert Fleidimier,
405 North Madison?

The address is
405 South Madison.

Oh, God, I did it again.

Look-look mister, I'm sorry...

I just can't see a thing
without my glasses.

I hope I haven't disturbed you.

Wait!

Turn.

You will follow me.

I have brought the specimen.

She is typical of the
Earth sub-humans.

She shall follow me
back through the beam.

With this transmission...

phase 3 is completed.

Soon you must
complete phase 4...

there is destruction within
the council of the northern orbit.

Destruction?

Rule is dissolving...

independent action increases
on a 73 degree tangent.

The result of phase 4...

shall be known to me in
3 of the Earth's solar days.

I shall return to
Davanna and tell them so.

It must be no more than 3 days.

Enter the beam.

Mr. Johnson didn't
like this morning's fare?

Hell, I don't even
know why I bother...

that guy never eats nothing.

You're not exactly
Julia Child, Jeremy.

What was in this glass?

H-2-O.

Water?

Come on, even L.A.
water isn't this bad.

It was okay when
I took it to him.

God, it's got a chemical smell.

Maybe his Tang went bad.

Jeremy, exactly how much do
you know about Mr. Johnson?

More than I like...

and I can tell you
stories about this guy.

Why don't you start with
telling me how you met?

Promise not to
tell your cop friend?

Cross my heart.

Okay.

I was breaking into this place.

No, seriously!

I figure nobody's home
cause it's dark, right?

So I crack open a window
and I sneak myself in...

so I'm feeling my way along in the
dark, and all of a sudden ba-boom...

I bump into this guy Johnson,
just standing there in the shadows.

That'll teach you.

And he don't even
call the cops or nothing!

Instead, he offers
me a job at...

two thou a week
to take care of him.

Extremely generous
under the circumstances.

Yeah, hell, I thought so.

Anything else strange?

Everything's strange, this
place is like the roach motel...

people check in, but
they don't check out.

What?

The other night...

Johnson picks up
these 3 babes, right?

And I go upstairs to my room...

and they never left.

And you think they're still
somewhere in the house?

Hell, I figure I'm not
getting paid to think...

but I'll tell you what...

I'm starting to do a lot of
it on my own spare time.

Well, keep your eyes open too...

I've got a list of unanswered
questions about Mr. Johnson...

and it's growing daily.

At least we have
something in common.

Shared paranoia doesn't exactly
make us lodge brothers, Jeremy.

Just don't go back
to a life of crime.

Hey, you really
do care about me.

I'm just being practical.

Hell, the next purse you
snatch could be mine.

Besides, I don't want to be
alone here with Mr. Johnson.

Jeremy, stay with me.

A blood oath!

I'll stick it out here
as long as you do.

So what's our first move?

I think as
Mr. Johnson's nurse...

that it's my duty to take this
glass down to the lab, and...

find out what my patient's
been putting inside himself.

Instead of...

Instead of food.

Do you have any idea what it is?

- None at all.
- Where did you get it?

That, doctor, is a secret
I'll let you in on later.

Let's just say it's a food supplement
a friend of mine developed.

Food supplement?

Well, that something for an
internist to analyze, not me.

No, I think you'll find
this very interesting.

Nadine, it's for you.

It's a police officer.

Said something about leaving
his nightstick with you last evening.

I'll be right back.

Doctor, I tested the blood sample
on that dog bite victim last night.

And?

It's rabies, all right,
a virulent case.

Well, put it in the cooler,
I'll have it disposed of later...

then notify the hospital
where he was transferred.

Nightstick, huh?

How 'bout I tell you
where you can really put it?

Come on, you can't take a joke?

Sure, let's say we start
with our relationship.

Ooh, now that is a
cold shot, Nadine...

I am deeply pained by that.

Can't help it, I'm a
wise-ass at heart.

What's happening?

That depends on you.

Free tonight?

Depends on you, where we going?

And don't say your apartment.

Can't do it.

I'm on duty at 11.

I figure I'll take you to that
new place over on La Brea.

Oh, Donut Land?

Of course not! Donut Land?
Would you give me a break, huh?

It took you there last night.

Tonight, I am talking El Varos.

Oh, since when can a cop
like you afford a place like that?

Since a cop like me
nabbed the owner speeding...

with someone other
than his wife, thank you.

You guys.

All right, I'll meet you
there around seven.

- You got it.
- 'kay, bye.

I was gonna ask you to
drop back here at 8 tonight.

I should have those
tests run by then.

Damn, I really want to hear
the results of those tests.

Harry's taking me to El
Varos, you know the place?

Only from the outside,
it's always booked.

I know.

I know, why don't I come in
an hour early in the morning...

we can go over the results then.

- Sounds good.
- Okay, good.

And I will bring
you a doggy bag.

Why are you here?

- I escaped.
- Explain!

The penalty for use of the
warp is immediate dispatch.

I had to do it.

It was either escape or perish.

- From what?
- From the mobs!

The council has ceased to exist.

Your liaison has fled
to the colony orbit.

He will maintain contact.

Why has this happened?

The wars are finished.

The blood supply vanishes.

The enemy captives have
been taken from their pastures...

slaughtered, and their
blood removed on the spot.

And my companion?

I'm sorry to transmit
word of her demise.

She too was
terminated for her blood.

You were justified
in passing over.

I am in need of blood.

I sent a live specimen
through the beam...

was the sub-human
not satisfactory?

Your specimen arrived
in a compressed state...

her body crushed to
the size of this vessel.

Crushed?

The department
concluded it is impossible to

transmit a human through
the beam from this orbit.

If the conclusion is correct...

we'll be unable to
return to Davanna.

However, I shall send
another specimen this night.

If it is correct...

we must remain upon
this world until we expire.

I prefer the barbarism of this planet
to the present agony of Davanna.

That is an emotional statement.

It is an emotional time...

and if I do not receive
blood within 4 kronactins...

I will have no continuing
need for emotion.

You shall have blood.

At once?

No, my supply
here is diminished.

In the dark of the Earth star...

we travel to a place
where we may obtain more.

And my attire?

There are appropriate
female garments upstairs.

But we are so similar.

Here...

you may wear these.

Nadine... you've got to tell
me where you got that stuff.

Oh, hello Harry, I'm sorry to
intrude, but this is extremely important.

Don't mind me, doc.

But where, you must tell me.

Doctor, would you calm down,
I've never seen you like this before.

Relax, have a drink.

I got it from a friend.

Well, your friend must
be an amazing person.

That compound is fantastic!

Not only does it contain
every vitamin known

to man, but a few
I've never seen before.

It has the basic food
elements concentrated with...

bulk, roughage, energy, and diet control,
all of the same molecular structure.

Molecular structure?

You mean to tell me he's
combined all this into a primary unit?

- Yes.
- No.

Who is... He?

Mr. Johnson.

Oh.

Doctor, do you think it's possible
to reproduce Johnson's units?

I think we've discussed
that sufficiently.

Hmm...

Guess I'll have the
breaded veal cutlets.

Oh, doc, so glad
you could join us.

This place looks like
an exhibit of ancient

medical devices from
a vocal age museum.

This world is as
ours of that time.

Your observation is correct.

Lie there on that plane.

I shall bring the blood.

Blood Contaminated.
Caution: Rabid.

Ah, this looks great!

We make our own
pastries on the premises, sir.

- Enjoy.
- Thank you.

Doctor, don't you even want to
discuss the supplement thing?

No, my dear, I do not.

I don't understand.

Nadine, I've put in a long day.

I've explained the compound
to you, there's nothing more to it.

Now, I'd like to eat my dessert,
and get back to the clinic.

- Doctor, I just...
- Sounds good to me, doc.

- Listen, I just...
- Nadine, let the man eat.

Let him eat.

Fine.

Eat.

It is finished.

Do you feel relieved?

I feel disturbed.

The blood of this
planet is rich...

soon you will find strength.

Rise.

We must leave this place.

There-there is
activity within me.

It will pass.

To the egress.

We proceed to your dwelling?

No, you must not
be observed there.

There is a collective dwelling
50 decopeds in that direction.

I will be alone among
the sub-humans.

I do not know how to behave.

This is their bartering specie.

A clerk will speak
to you vocally.

Imitate his sounds
and meanings...

and give him of that
whatever he asks.

You will remain in contact?

I will come to the hotel place
at the noon of the Earth star.

Hey, baby, where you goin'?

You don't look so good.

Whatever you had...

was pretty bad.

Hey, what you need is [?].

Yeah, wake up your tired blood.

Oh, honey, that's too bad...

But you know,
Soxy's got a point...

I want you to step right
here into my office...

You will cease all force.

Hear that, Jug, she
wants us to stop.

Yeah, we can do that baby,
depends on how much bread you got?

I have no edibles.

She can dish it out, guys.

We got ourselves a
real comedian here.

Only I'm not
laughing, sweetheart.

Maybe now she'll loosen up.

Shit, if she ain't got no bucks, we
outta at least get our pound of flesh.

Yeah!

I get her first.

Like hell you do.

Yeah, you're forgetting
one thing, assholes.

Fluffy.

Here Fluffy.

C'mere, girl.

Come on, Fluffy.

C'mere.

Fluffy.

C'mere.

Haven't seen a poodle
around here, have you?

A little white one?

Hey, you're freaking
me out, come on, what...

And you know where it takes me?

Taco King, can you
believe it, give me a break.

She's still alive.

Let's get her into my office!

- Fantastic.
- She's slipping, doctor.

She's gone.

I'll get those glasses off.

Better get an ophthalmologist.

And Mary...

notify the police.

Hello.

Where you been, kid, I've been
trying to reach you for 10 minutes.

Well, I just got in,
can't get enough, huh?

What's up.

Nadine, you know that black
evening dress you have...

the one you wore
to the police benefit?

Sure, it's upstairs
in my closet.

It's still got the mayor's
fingerprints all over it.

Well, is it still there?

Well, I haven't checked
it in the last few hours...

if that's what you mean.
Harry, what's this all about?

Nadine, a woman died
tonight at the clinic...

and she had no ID, and
we couldn't trace her prints.

Harry, skip the police
science, let's get to the point.

Nadine, the dead woman
was wearing an identical dress.

Harry, I designed that dress
myself, it's a one of a kind.

I think she's tied
up with Johnson.

How can you be sure?

Well, I'm not, and Rochelle's
performing an autopsy on her right now.

Look, there's something
strange going on around here...

and Johnson's is
right in the middle of it.

Now, soon as the docs
finished, I'm coming over.

All right, in the meantime,
Jeremy and I are gonna...

do a little investigating
on our own.

Nadine, I'd feel a lot better
if you guys were out of there.

I can take care of myself.

Nadine, I...

Where's Johnson?

Nadine, things are getting
even weirder, I mean...

I'm seeing people leave
that never showed up.

What?

Two hours ago, I saw Johnson
leave with a babe I never saw come in.

Did she look at all
like Mr. Johnson?

They coulda been Bobbsey twins.

What was she wearing?

Something black and
slinky in all the right places.

All right, now's our chance
to search the place...

if we can find
something on Johnson...

Harry'll probably
kiss you personally.

It's okay, I'll settle
for a handshake.

But what are we
looking for, anyway?

I don't know, but we'll know when we
find it. C'mon, let's start in the cellar.

Okey-doke.

Find anything?

Nope, nothing yet,
what about you?

Oh, here's a bottle of pills.

I've never seen
anything like these before.

I think we're on to
something, right?

What's this?

I don't know.

Whoa!

Now we've really got something.

But what is it?

I don't think I'd like to know.

Whatever it is, no one
from this Earth made it.

You think the boss is some kind
of Man from Mars or something?

I don't care if he's Darth
Vader, I'm gonna wreck this...

Well, wait, I don't think
you should screw around...

it might blow up or something.

I never screw around.

Wow, you couldn't bust
this with a 20 pound sledge.

There's nothing more
we can do up here.

I'm gonna keep looking around.

You go down in the cellar
and see what you can find.

What, you're not
gonna go down with me?

Would you go!

Okey-doke.

Hello.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Nadine?

Yes, doctor.

Harry told you about the
woman who died here tonight?

Yeah, he said she was connected
in some way with Johnson.

This has nothing to
do with our patient.

The woman seems to lack any
visible aperture in the optical tissue.

And she has a fantastic blood disease
in which the aaglutinin is disintegrating.

Disintegrating?

Is that what killed her?

No, she died of an
advanced case of rabies.

Incredible as it may sounds, it destroyed
all her blood cells in less than an hour.

That's impossible!

That's what I would have
said too, but it's a fact.

I had some type "O" rabies
virus stored in the cooler.

Someone broke in here tonight,
and injected her with the same blood.

Who would do such
a horrible thing?

Someone who knew she
needed blood desperately...

but didn't know what kind of
stuff he was pumping into her.

I'd said it was Johnson.

Hello.

About this woman...

I think I know the cause
and treatment of her disease.

- You do?
- Yes.

Apparently, the victim has
lived in an area that has been

constantly charged with
radioactive materials...

it was this atmosphere
that affected the blood.

Where would such an
atmosphere be found?

In a place where continuous
nuclear detonations...

have taken place
over a period of years.

An area of all out
nuclear warfare.

But... there is no such place.

I realize this sounds like
science fiction, but um...

I believe this woman is
something other than human.

I see... and what would
be your treatment?

First, removal from the toxic atmosphere,
then a complete change of blood.

Will this cure Johnson?

I am not speaking of Johnson!

Well, he fits your description!

Nadine, please.

Doctor, does this man have
some kind of hold on you?

Has he threatened your life?

What?

Nadine, I really must hang up now,
I have a great deal of work to do.

Doctor Rochelle...

The doctor is no longer
in contact, Miss Storey.

Mr. Johnson.

Do not leave your room.

Stop!

Stay exactly where you are.

You do not control me.

But I am controlling
you, Nadine.

You have no choice
but to obey me.

You will be the next
subject I send to Davanna.

Hey, Klingon!

Do not struggle, Nadine.

I am going to dispatch you.

I'm not gonna open my eyes.

This will only take
a moment, Nadine.

Your death will be
quick, and painless.

You killed, Jeremy!

There is no place
for you to hide.

You may conceal your person...

but I can find your mind.

Damn...

it's still busy, doc.

Operator, I need to make
an emergency phone call.

Doctor Rochelle's office.

Harry, Johnson's after me.

Nadine!

He's gonna kill me.

Where are you?

Picnic grounds parking lot.

Stay there, I'm gonna get help.

I can't...

Nadine.

Nadine!

Nadine!

Call the station, tell Simmons
to meet me at the picnic grounds.

I'm on my way there!

You can not run forever, Nadine.

Your friend can not help you.

Stop running.

Stop running!

I'm coming.

I'm coming closer, Nadine.

Stop running!

Face me.

My strength has returned.

It has returned.

The first specimen I sent
to Davanna was crushed.

I shall send another.

It shall be you.

It shall be me.

We will walk to the automobile.

Hey, I don't see either of 'em.

We're gonna separate here!

You take the road
to the north side.

- I'll take the one by the zoo.
- You got it.

Simmons, no sirens!

I am about to be attacked.

I shall dispose of the intruder.

Return to the house and enter
the transmission beam in my study.

Slide the power lever.

It will send you to Davanna.

It will send me to Davanna.

Nadine!

- Did Johnson do this?
- Yes.

- How?
- With his eyes.

- Was that him?
- Yes.

Hey, look, stay here!
I'm going after him.

Look at my eyes.

Look at me.

'Here Lies A Man Who
Was Not Of This Earth'.

In a way I feel sorry for him.

Why sorry?

Buried so far from home...

away from everything he knew.

I can't feel sorry for him...

he had no emotions
as we know them.

He was just a foreign thing
that came here to destroy us.

Thank God he tried too hard.

Yeah, come on.