All language subtitles for The Twilight Zone s01e02 One for the Angels.eng

[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.

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.

[music intensifies
Dramatically]

[cheerful music]

Right here,
Ladies and gentlemen,

Special July clean up sale!

Lovely things,
Calamine lotion,

Good for sunburns!

How about binoculars?

(male presenter, off)
Street scene

Summer, the present.

Man on the sidewalk
Named Lou Bookman.

Age, sixtyish.
Occupation, pitchman.

Lou Bookman,
A fixture of the summer.

A rather minor component
To a hot July.

A nondescript
Commonplace little man,

Whose life is a treadmill

Built out of sidewalks.

In just a moment,
Lou Bookman

Will have to concern
Himself with survival.

Because as of 3 o'clock
This hot July afternoon

He'll be stalked
By Mr. Death.

[ominous music]

[cheerful music]

[Lou laughs]
(children) Hi, Lou!

(Lou)
Hello, darling! Oh, here, here.

Oh, my goodness,
It is hot today!

Yeah.

Let's sit down.

What are you
Selling today, Lou?

Toys, Lou?
Are you selling toys?

I'll show you
What I was selling. [chuckles]

There's one for you.

Thanks, Lou!

That's alright, Maggie.
Here, ricky.

Thanks, Lou!

Now the Lou Bookman
Social and ice cream hour

Takes place
Right after supper.

The regular
Turn now!

Don't forget!

Goodbye.

(chiidren)
Bye, Lou.

(Lou)
Don't forget The ice cream, huh?

[humming]

[intense ominous music]

You're, you're
The man I saw On the sidewalk today.

You were writing
In a book.

You are Lou Bookman,
Aren't you?

That's right.
Louis J. Bookman,

Is there something
I can show you?

Maybe something
In collar stays? I'll get that.

No, Mr. Bookman.
I'm not here To buy anything.

Now let's get
To business, shall we?

Louis J. Bookman,
Aged 69, right?

I'll be 70
In September.

Hm. Occupation,
Pitch man, right?

Yeah, that's right.
[chuckies]

Are you
A census taker?

Born in New York
City in 1890.

That's right, 1890.

Father Jacob Bookman,
Mother Flora Bookman.

Father's place of birth,
Detroit, Michigan,

Mother's place of birth
Syracuse, New York, right?

That's right.
My goodness, [chuckies]

You got it all down
In that book there.

Yes, we have to keep
These things efficient.

Now today
Is the 19th of July.

And your departure's
At midnight tonight.

My departure?

[knocking at door]

Oh, excuse me.

Hi, Maggie!

The key's bad, Lou.
Can you fix it?

Oh, sure,
Come on right in!

Come on in.
(chuckles)

Let me see it.

Well, there's your
Trouble right there.

See that little cogwheel?

Well, you've been pushing
In that key when you were Winding it. You see?

See? Now
It's all right.

See?

I'd introduce
You two, only I Don't know your name.

No need.

I think I got it
Now, Lou.

This gentleman
Came here to ask me A lot of questions.

What gentleman?

[ominous music]

That gentleman!

What gentleman?

(Mr. Death)
Mr. Bookman, she can't See me or hear me.

Why not?

Why not what, Lou?

Why can't you
See him or hear him?

See who, Lou?

It works great now, Lou.

Thanks an awful lot.
See you after supper, huh?

Now wait a minute.
You haven't forgot Your manners.

Aren't you gonna
Say goodbye?

Oh, yeah.
Good bye, Lou. Thanks a lot!

No, no, I mean
To the gentleman there.

Oh, it's a game.

The invisible man.
Goodbye, invisible man.

See you
After supper, Lou.

[suspense music]

I can see you,
Yet she can't.

(Mr. Death)
Only those who are To accompany me

Understand, Mr. Bookman?

Uh, Mr. Bookman,

Only those that are
To accompany me can see me.

Now don't you think
You ought to start making Your arrangements?

Arrangem ents?
For what?

For your departu re.

My departure where?

[sighs]
You just don't get it.

I just will never
Understand you people.

You get the idiotic notion
That life goes on forever.

Of course, it doesn't.

Everyone has
To go sometime.

Go? You mean--

That's right.
And what I further Don't understand

How little you appreciate
The nature of your departure.

Think of all
The poor souls who Go in violent accidents.

The non precognition victims.

We're not permitted
To forewarn them.

You, Mr. Bookman,
Fall into the category

Of "natural causes."

"natural causes?"

Number one, I find you
A very devious sort,

Number two,

I think that
You're dishonest.

Number three,
Why don't you say What you mean!

Mr. Bookman, I've done
Everything but phone Your own undertaker.

How much clearer
Do you want it?

If you still
Don't know who I am

Then you're the dumbest
Man I've come up against.

[intense ominous music]

You are--
You're death?

Exactly, Mr. Bookman.

Now, shall we get
Down to business?

Time of departure
Is midnight tonight.

I trust that
Will suit you.

Preordination is
For death during sleep.

I assume this too
Will meet with Your approval.

You'll find
This a relatively Simple and painless--

No, just a minute.
I don't wanna go!

No, they never do.

But there's
No reason to go. I'm a very healthy man!

Outside of a slight cold
I had last winter,

And a sliver that festered
In that finger there,

I don't think I've had
A sick day in 20 years!

That may be,

But departure time
Is set for midnight.

And departure
Will be midnight.

Don't I have anything
To say about that?

We do listen to appeals

But frankly, Mr. Bookman,
There's very little here

In the way of an
Extenuating circumstance.

There are three major
Categories of appeals.

One, is hardship cases.

Now do you
Have a wife or family

Who might suffer beyond
A reasonable point Your demise?

[softiy]
No, no family. No.

The second category
Is priority cases

Statesmen, scientists,
Men on the verge Of discoveries.

I take it you're not working
On any major scientific Pursuit at the moment.

[softly]
No [chuckles] no.

[firmly]
What's the third category?

I don't think you're
Qualified here either.

Unfinished business
Of a major nature.

You don't have
Any unfinished Business, do you?

Ah, but I do!

Indeed I do!

That's it,
You see. I-- yeah.

I have some
Unfinished business.

Unfinished business, yes.

I've never flown
In a helicopter. That's it.

I've never flown--

(death)
Insufficient, Mr. Bookman.

Anything else?

Now you look here.
I've lived in this Room for 21 years.

And you keep popping up
In corners of the room I've never even seen before.

Will you please
Stay in one place?

Is there anything
Else, Mr. Bookman?

Yes, yes.

I have never seen
A Zulu war dance.

Now that's
The answer right there.

So you'll have to give
Me a couple of months to go Over to that Zulu country

No?

No. Unfinished business
Of a major nature

Is something a man
Had yearned for

And something
He might accomplish Given an extension.

Well, there is one thing.

What is it, Mr. Bookman?

Well, between you and me,

I never made
A truly big pitch.

I mean, I mean
A big pitch.

A pitch big enough
For the skies to open up.

You know,
A pitch for the angels.

Of course,
It wouldn't mean Very much to you,

But it would mean
A great deal to me.

It would mean
That for one moment

In my whole life
I would have done Something successful.

It would mean
That maybe the children Would be very proud of me.

The children?

Yes, yes, I've always
Had quite a fondness For children, you know.

Yes, that's all
Here in the record.

The problem here,
Mr. Bookman, is that You'd require delay until--

Until I make a pitch!

The kind of pitch
I was talking to you about.

The one for the angels?

That's right.
One for the angels.

I'm terribly sorry,
Mr. Bookman,

But, no.

You see, these categories
Are very specific

And when reference is made
To unfinished business Of a major nature,

The only I nterpretation
To be made here

Is simply that--

What-- what I mean
Is that, uh,

Unfortunately, Mr. Bookman,

An ability to, to succeed

In a given
Professional venture

Is really hardly
Of a major--

Mean a great
Deal to you, does it?

A great deal.

All right,
Mr. Bookman.

Under the circumstances
I believe I can grant You a delay.

Until--

What do you mean 'until?'
Until you've made this pitch.

I can live til then?

That's the agreement.

Oh, well I think
That's a fine bargain.

I didn't get your name.

Now, about
This pitch, Mr. Bookman,

When might
We expect it?

When?

Oh, soon.
You know.

Maybe not this year, maybe
Not for a couple of years, [chuckles] but soon.

I have the very odd feeling
That you're taking Advantage of me.

Oh, you have?
Well, that's a pity,

Because I am!

You'll never catch me
Making a pitch anymore.

You think you can
Fool me, eh? [chuckles]

I'll hardly open
My mouth from now on.

[mischievous music]

Really, Mr. Bookman?

This is much more
Serious than you imagine.

It's much more complex
Than you realize, what You've just done.

Here I've gone
Out of my way to help you

And this is the way
You repay me?

Mr. Bookman.

It won't just end here,
You understand?

There will be
Consequences, you see?

FYI, that means
For you in formation

You made your bed
And you shall have To sleep in it.

We made a bargain
That I don't have to go Until I make a pitch.

And you'll have to wait
Until I make that pitch.

I can say this
Without the least Fear of contradiction.

Have you got
A long wait! [chuckles]

That may well be,
Mr. Bookman,

But since you won't
Come with me,

I've been forced
To select an alternative.

[brakes screeching
And woman yelling]

[people shouting]

Maggie!

I swear
I didn't see her.

She jumped right
Off the curb and I Had no chance to stop.

I swear to you
I never had no Chance to stop at all.

Well, then someone
Send for a doctor!

Get an ambulance.

I'll call one.

(Lou)
You're gonna be All right, darling.

You're gonna
Be just fine.

Hi, Lou.

Hello, sweetheart.

[intense ominous music]

Lou?

Yes?

Who's that man?

[ominous music]

Do you see him?

Yes, Lou.

Hey, wait a minute.

You can't take her.

No, siree,
You can't take her.

Now listen, I'll go.
Never mind the pitch.

I don't even want to wait,
I'll go right now.

You can't take her.

I'll go with you, I'll--

[ominous music]

(man)
How's Maggie, doctor?

(doctor)
I can't tell. I can't tell.

Doctor?

It's hard to tell.
She's a very sick Little girl,

But we'll know
Soon, she should have A crisis by midnight.

By midnight?

I think by then.

He won't come here.
I won't let him come here.

[suspense music]

[intense ominous music]

Good evening,
Mr. Bookman.

You've got
Business in there?

I most certainly do.

It's quarter to 12:00.
In 15 minutes, midnight.

That's my appointment.

Mr. Death, that little
Girl's only 8 years old.

I'm ready now.

I'm sorry, Mr. Bookman,
But I had to make Other arrangements.

It's impossible
To change them now.

She's to come
With me at midnight,

So I must be
In there at midnight.

And if you're
Not in there?

It would be pretty
Much unheard of.

You see,
If I didn't get in there At precisely midnight,

Then the whole
Timetable would Be upset.

It's unheard of.

It's unheard of?

What are you
Doing, Mr. Bookman?

I'm just setting up
A pitch, that's all.

At this time
Of night?

Oh, I very often
Have a late sale. Very often!

Not many customers.

Oh, they'll be here.

They'll come round--
You're here, anyway.

Oh, yes, I'm here.

But I'm afraid
I'm not much of a customer.

How do you know?
Have you seen my stock?

Take this lovely tie
Here, for instance.

Oh, oh, excuse me.

What does that
Look like to you?

It looks like a tie.

Feel it.

So--

Ladies and gentlemen,

If you will
Feast your eyes

On probably the most
Exciting invention

Since atomic energy.

A simulated silk
So fabulously conceived

As to mystify
Even the ancient Chinese silk manufacturers.

An almost unbelievable
Attention to detail!

It has a wonderful
Work of weaving.

[suspense music]

(Lou)
Witness, if you Will, a demonstration

Feel that if you will, sir.

Unbelievable, isn't it?

As strong as steel.

Yet as fragile
And delicate As Shantung silk.

(Lou)
Picture if you will 300 years

Of backbreaking
Research and labor,

To develop this.

The absolute
Ultimate in strength.

And what would
You expect to pay

For this fabulous,
I say fabulous, incredible,

Amazing development
Of the tailor's art?

Would you pay
30 dollars a spool?

25? 20? 10?

Well, very well
You might, sir,

If you were trying
To purchase this At stores.

But this fantastic thread
Is not available in stores.

It is smuggled in
By Oriental birds

Especially trained
For ocean travel.

Each carrying a bit
Quantity in a small satchel

Underneath their
Ruby throats.

It takes 832 crossings

To supply enough thread
To go around one spool.

And tonight,
At my special

Get acquainted, introductory,
Mid-July hot Summer sale

I offer you this
Fabulous thread

Not at 20
Dollars a spool,

Not at 10, not at 5,

But at the ridiculously
Low price of 25 Cents a spool.

I'll take all you have.

(Lou)
Sewing needles, yarn,

Marvelous plastic shoelaces,
Genuine static eradicator

Will fit
Any standard radio,

Suntan oil,
Eczema powder,

Razors, athlete's
Feet destroyer,

How about some nice
Simulated Kashmir socks--

All right, all right.
I'll take it all.

All of it.
Right there.

(Lou)
And now for The piece de resistance.

An item never before
Offered in this or any Other country.

One guaranteed
Live human man saver.

How's that?

For what I ask

You sir, receive
A willing, capable,

Worldly, highly sophisticated,
Wonderfully loyal

Right hand man

To use in any
Capacity you see fit.

How's that?

Me!

Lou is J. Bookman,

The first model
Of his kind,

He comes to you
With an absolute guarantee

All parts interchangeable.

With a certificate of 4 years
Service ability

He eats little,
He sleeps little,

He rests only occasionally,

And there he is
At your elbow

At you beck and call
Whenever you need him.

Mr. Bookman, you are
A persuasive man.

I challenge
Any other store

Wholesale house
Or industry

To even come
Close to matching What I offer you here.

Because my dear man,

I offer you, I offer you--
[bells toll]

It's midnight!

It's midnight and I've
Missed my appointment!

Give her the sedatives
Every three hours, Mrs. Polansky.

She'll be all right.
She just needs a lot Of rest now.

[bells continue to toll]

She's all right.

One minute past
12:00, Mr. Bookman.

And you made me
Miss my appointment.

Thank god.

A most persuasive
Pitch, Mr. Bookman.

An excellent pitch.

Yes, it's quite a pitch,
Very effective.

It's the best
I've ever done.

It's the kind of a pitch
I've always wanted to make.

A big one.

A pitch so big,

So big that the sky
Would open up.

A pitch for the angels.

That's right,
A pitch for the angels.

[soft melancholy music]

Well, I guess it's
Time for me now.

As per our agreement.

Well, I'm ready.

After you, Mr. Bookman.

Oh, excuse me,
I forgot something

I'll be back in a minute.

You never know
Who might need Something up there.

Up there?

Up there, Mr. Bookman.

You made it.

(male presenter, off)
Louis J. Bookman,

Age, sixtyish,
Occupation, pitchman.

Formally, a fixture
Of the summer,

Formally, a rather minor
Component to a hot July.

But throughout his life
A man beloved by the children

And therefore,
A most important man.

It couldn't happen, you say?

Probably not
In most places,

But it did happen

In the twilight zone.

(male presenter, off)
Rod Serling, The creator

Will tell you
About next week's story

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