All language subtitles for four four

( theme music playing)

YOU'RE TRAVELING THROUGH
ANOTHER DIMENSION...

A DIMENSION NOT ONLY OF
SIGHT AND SOUND, BUT OF MIND,

A JOURNEY INTO A WONDROUS LAND

WHOSE BOUNDARIES
ARE THAT OF IMAGINATION.

YOUR NEXT STOP,
THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

( phone being dialed)

( clock ticking in background)

Parrot: NUT.

HELLO?

I'D LIKE TO SPEAK TO
MR. O'CONNOR, PLEASE.

THAT'S CORRECT.

I'D RATHER NOT SAY.

IT'S RATHER PERSONAL.

HELLO, IS THIS MR. O'CONNOR?

MR. O'CONNOR, YOU HAVE A MAN
WORKING FOR YOU IN PERSONNEL...

A YOUNG MAN NAMED
ALFRED BREWSTER.

THAT'S RIGHT... BEEN WITH
YOU ABOUT A YEAR AND A HALF.

THE MAN'S A COMMUNIST.

THAT'S RIGHT.

THE MAN'S A COMMUNIST,
A MENACE TO SOCIETY...

SHOULD BE DISCHARGED
IMMEDIATELY.

NEVER MIND HOW I
KNOW... I KNOW, THAT'S ALL.

I'M GOING TO CHECK BACK
WITH YOU IN A FEW DAYS,

AND IF HE'S NOT BEEN DISCHARGED,

I'M GOING TO TAKE THIS
WHOLE MATTER TO A SUPERIOR.

THAT'S CORRECT.

BYE, MR. O'CONNOR.

SCHOOL SUPERINTENDENT, PLEASE.

HELLO, IS THIS THE
SCHOOL SUPERINTENDENT?

WELL, THIS IS A
CONCERNED CITIZEN,

AND THIS CALL HAS TO DO WITH
A TEACHER IN YOUR EMPLOY.

HIS NAME IS...

FARWELL... WILLIAM J. FARWELL...

TEACHES AT YOUR
NORTH END HIGH SCHOOL.

THAT'S CORRECT.

WELL, THE MAN IS
MORALLY OBJECTIONABLE.

HE'S A DRINKER, A CAROUSER,
AND I HAVE IT ON GOOD AUTHORITY

THAT HIS RELATIONSHIPS
WITH HIS STUDENTS

ARE QUESTIONABLE AT BEST.

HE SHOULD BE
DISCHARGED IMMEDIATELY.

WELL, NEVER MIND WHO THIS IS.

I HAPPEN TO BE GIVING YOU FACTS

AND THESE FACTS
ARE WHAT IS AT ISSUE.

WELL, YOU'D BEST CHECK ON HIM.

THAT... YOU MOST
CERTAINLY SHOULD.

AND IMMEDIATELY...
THAT'S... THAT'S CORRECT.

( sighs)

( moans)

A RATHER FULL MORNING'S
WORK, WOULDN'T YOU SAY, PETE?

( squawks)

ELEVEN NAMES.

ELEVEN NAMES.

OF COURSE, IT'S
QUESTIONABLE AT BEST

AS TO WHAT CONCRETE
RESULTS WE CAN EXPECT,

BUT AT LEAST, THE SEEDS
HAVE BEEN PLANTED;

THE OPENING GUNS FIRED;
THE FIRST ATTACK RENDERED.

LOOK AT THEM, LOOK AT THEM
OUT THERE... THE DREGS, CARRION,

LEECHES SUCKING US DRY,

CARRYING EVIL AROUND
WITH THEM LIKE COLD GERMS.

WELL, WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO
FACE IT SOONER OR LATER, PETE.

PHONE CALLS ARE ONE THING,

THREATS AND EXPOSURES
SIMPLY EXPEDIENTS.

OH, NO, PETE, MY OLD FRIEND,

WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO EMBARK

ON A MUCH MORE AMBITIOUS COURSE

AND IT MUST BE TODAY, PETE.

IT MUST BE THIS AFTERNOON.

4:00, PETE.

THAT'S WHEN WE'LL MAKE IT OCCUR.

WE'LL MAKE IT OCCUR AT 4:00.

AT THAT MOMENT,
THAT PRECISE MOMENT,

WE SHALL DESTROY EVIL.

THIS IS BOTH MY CHARGE
AND MY OBLIGATION, PETE,

TO DESTROY EVIL, AND
WE SHALL DO IT AT 4:00.

I'M NOT QUITE SURE
OF THE METHOD YET,

BUT THAT WILL COME TO ME.

THAT WILL COME TO ME ASSUREDLY,
AND IT WILL BE A REVELATION.

IT WILL BE THE
EXPIRATION OF IMMORALITY,

THE EXORDIUM OF THE END.

4:00, PETE, THAT'S WHEN
WE'LL MAKE IT HAPPEN

THROUGH WHATEVER FORM I CHOOSE.

FOUR O'CLOCK.

THAT'S OLIVER CRANGLE,

A DEALER IN
PETULANCE AND POISON.

HE'S RATHER
ARBITRARILY CHOSEN 4:00

AS HIS PERSONAL GOTTERDAMMERUNG,

AND WE ARE ABOUT TO WATCH

THE METAMORPHOSIS
OF A TWISTED FANATIC,

POISONED BY THE
GANGRENE OF PREJUDICE,

TO THE STATUS OF
AN AVENGING ANGEL,

UPRIGHT AND OMNISCIENT,
DEDICATED AND FEARSOME.

WHATEVER YOUR
CLOCKS SAY, IT'S 4:00...

AND WHEREVER YOU ARE

IT HAPPENS TO BE
THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

( squawks)

( clock ticking)

( knock at door)

YES, WHAT IS IT?

Woman: THERE'S SPECIAL DELIVERY
STUFF FOR YOU, MR. CRANGLE.

WELL, BRING IT IN... THE
DOOR'S NOT LOCKED.

SOMETHING ELSE, WAS
THERE, MRS. WILLIAMS?

SOMETHING ELSE?

NO, NOTHING ELSE.

NOTHING ELSE, MR. CRANGLE.

YOU SURE GET
ENOUGH MAIL, ANYWAY.

SOMEBODY WOULD THINK

YOU RAN SORT OF A
MAIL-ORDER BUSINESS.

WHAT I DO IS NONE
OF YOUR CONCERN.

I PAY MY RENT ON TIME AND
I MIND MY OWN BUSINESS.

YOU SHOULD LEARN A
RESPECT FOR PRIVACY.

WELL, I... WELL, I NEV...!

"WELL, I...! WELL, I...!"

HAVE YOU ANY MORE
PERTINENT REMARKS TO MAKE?

IF NOT, THEN I WOULD BE
GRATEFUL IF YOU LEFT ME ALONE.

I HAVE A GREAT
DEAL OF WORK TO DO.

I CAN BELIEVE THAT.

YOU SHOULD, MRS. WILLIAMS.

YOU MAY THANK ME ONE DAY.

THAT IS... ASSUMING
YOU'RE AROUND,

AND ASSUMING YOU RETAIN A
CAPACITY FOR APPRECIATION.

AND WHAT'S THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN...

"ASSUMING I'LL BE AROUND"?

ARE YOU THREATENING
ME, MR. CRANGLE?

MY DEAR LADY, I DON'T
THREATEN PEOPLE.

I COMPILE THEM.

I COMPILE THEM AND
I... INVESTIGATE THEM...

ANALYZE THEM.

THEN I CATEGORIZE
THEM, AND I JUDGE THEM.

IF THEY'RE IMPURE AND EVIL,

THEN THEY MUST BE PUNISHED.

IF, ON THE OTHER HAND,

THEY'RE SIMPLY MISLED OR NAIVE

OR UNSOPHISTICATED,

THEN I POINT OUT TO
THEM THE RIGHT WAY.

OH, IS THAT...?

WHAT I MEAN IS,

IS THAT WHAT YOU DO
FOR A LIVING, I MEAN?

INDEED.

HERE.

"MRS. CHLOE WILLIAMS,
AGE 54, WIDOW;

"MARRIED TO JOHN
ALISTAIR WILLIAMS;

"POLITICAL AFFILIATION: NONE;

"HUSBAND'S POLITICAL
AFFILIATION: NONE;

"EVIDENCES OF SUBVERSION: NONE;

NEGATIVE PERSONALITY
TRAITS: CURIOSITY..."

"IGNORANCE."

THAT IS MERELY A
PRELIMINARY REPORT,

MRS. WILLIAMS.

THE RESEARCH IN DEPTH ON YOU

IS IN THAT MASTER
FILE OVER THERE.

Bird: NUT.

( cackles)

ALL RESTED UP, ARE YOU, PETE?

HAD YOUR LITTLE NAP?

THAT'S GOOD, MY YOUNG MAN.

WE'RE GOING TO HAVE
AN EXCITING AFTERNOON.

THINGS ARE GOING
TO HAPPEN AT 4:00.

INDEED THEY WILL.

WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN AT 4:00?

WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN INDEED?

WHY, AT 4:00, WE'RE
GOING TO EXPOSE EVIL...

STRIP IT BARE, PUSH
IT OUT INTO THE LIGHT

DISSECT IT, PINPOINT IT,

ELIMINATE IT, EXORCISE IT,

DENUDE IT, DESTROY IT!

OH!

SOMETHING ELSE, WAS
THERE, MRS. WILLIAMS?

UH... UH, NO, NO, NOTHING ELSE.

I'M LOOKING FOR A MR. CRANGLE.

I WAS TOLD HE LIVES HERE.

OH, YES, WITH A
VENGEANCE HE LIVES HERE.

HE LIVES RIGHT UP THERE.
THAT'S WHERE HE LIVES.

BUT I TELL YOU, YOUNG WOMAN,

I WOULDN'T GO IN THERE
WITHOUT POLICE PROTECTION.

THAT MAN'S GOT
A LEAK IN HIS ATTIC

A MILE WIDE.

MR. CRANGLE?

MR. CRANGLE!

WELL?

MY NAME IS LUCAS.

I WAS WONDERING

IF YOU WOULD SPEAK
WITH ME FOR A MOMENT.

LUCAS... LUCAS...

AH! KURT J. LUCAS, AGE 27,

INTERN, EAST SIDE HOSPITAL?

THAT'S MY HUSBAND.

IS HE INDEED?

WELL, NOW, YOUR
HUSBAND, YOU SAY.

COME IN, COME IN, COME IN.

PLEASE.

NOW... WHAT ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND?

WHY, MR. CRANGLE,

WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO HURT HIM?

WHAT HAS HE EVER DONE TO YOU?

TO ME?

WHY, NOTHING TO ME.

THAT IS, NOTHING PERSONALLY.

I DON'T KNOW YOUR HUSBAND.

I KNOW OF HIM.

I KNOW OF HIS BACKGROUND,
BUT WE'VE NEVER MET.

HE'S A STRANGER
THEN TO YOU, ISN'T HE?

HE'S A PERFECT STRANGER.

A STRANGER, YES,

BUT NOT A PERFECT STRANGER.

AS A MATTER OF FACT,
YOUR HUSBAND, MRS. LUCAS,

HAPPENS TO BE MOST... IMPERFECT.

AND WHEN YOU OBSERVE

THAT HE HAS DONE NOTHING TO ME,

LET ME HASTEN TO
ILLUMINATE YOU ON THIS.

HE HAS DONE A LOT
AGAINST SOCIETY.

MY HUSBAND, FOR
YOUR INFORMATION,

IS A DEDICATED YOUNG DOCTOR.

HE HAS ONLY ONE ABIDING INTEREST

AND THAT IS TO
HEAL, TO STOP PAIN.

AND TO KILL!

THAT'S HIS OTHER
ABIDING INTEREST

THAT YOU HAVE
CONVENIENTLY SKIPPED.

L, L, L, L, L, L, L, L...

L-U... L-U-C... HERE WE ARE.

"LUCAS," KURT J., M.D.,
SECOND-YEAR INTERN

EAST SIDE HOSPITAL."

THESE FACTS CAME
TO MY ATTENTION.

"ON THE NIGHT OF MARCH 12, 1961,

"WHILE SERVING IN
THE EMERGENCY WARD

"HE PERMITTED THE DEATH
OF ONE MRS. ANGELA RIENTI

"BY FAILING TO RELIEVE PRESSURE

"RESULTING OF A BRAIN INJURY

FROM A TRAFFIC ACCIDENT."

IT WAS TOO LATE... HE
GOT TO HER TOO LATE.

HE WAS TAKING
CARE OF HALF A WARD,

AND WHEN HE GOT TO HER,
SHE WAS ALREADY DEAD.

HE SHOULD HAVE
GOTTEN TO HER EARLIER.

THAT'S ABOUT THE
SIZE OF IT, MRS. LUCAS.

BY WHAT RIGHT, I MUST
ASK YOU, MR. CRANGLE,

BY WHAT RIGHT DO YOU PRESUME

TO PASS JUDGMENT ON MY HUSBAND?

YOU'RE NOT EVEN A MEDICAL MAN.

YOU DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT IT

AND YET YOU WRITE
LETTERS TO THE HOSPITAL,

DOZENS OF LETTERS,

ACCUSING MY HUSBAND
OF BEING A MURDERER.

YOU'RE A FILTHY,
MISERABLE... TELL ME,

HAVE THEY... DISCHARGED
YOUR HUSBAND YET?

I'VE BEEN EXPECTING
IT MOMENTARILY.

THEY HAVE NOT.

IT WOULD TAKE MORE
THAN LETTER WRITING

FROM A CRANK TO
MAKE THAT HAPPEN.

YOUR HUSBAND IS AN EVIL MAN!

I WILL NOT PUT UP
WITH EVIL IN ANY FORM...

COMMUNISTS, SUBVERSIVES,
THIEVES, HARLOTS...

EVIL, ALL OF THEM,

AND I WILL NOT COUNTENANCE EVIL.

DO YOU HEAR ME?

I WILL ABSOLUTELY
NOT COUNTENANCE EVIL.

HMM.

YOU'RE PROBABLY
UNAWARE OF IT, MR. CRANGLE,

BUT MY HUSBAND IS A
VERY SENSITIVE MAN.

THE PEOPLE AT THE
HOSPITAL TOLD HIM

TO OVERLOOK THE LETTERS,
FORGET ABOUT THEM,

BUT THEY'RE KILLING HIM.

TELL ME, MR. CRANGLE, WHY...

WHY DO YOU DO IT?

WHY?!

WHY?

YOU ASK ME WHY?

WHY, BECAUSE THEY'RE EVIL.

THAT'S IT.

THERE'S NOTHING
COMPLICATED ABOUT THAT.

THEY'RE EVIL...

ALL THOSE LITTLE BUGS
OUT THERE... BACTERIA.

THAT'S WHAT THEY ARE.

THAT'S WHAT YOUR
HUSBAND IS... BACTERIA.

THOSE LITTLE...

( laughs wildly)

THAT'S IT!

THAT'S PRECISELY IT!

THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO.

I KNEW I WOULD GET THE CLUE.

I SAID "LITTLE PEOPLE."

DO YOU UNDERSTAND:
"LITTLE PEOPLE"?

( laughs)

THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO...

I'LL TURN ALL THE EVIL
PEOPLE INTO LITTLE ONES.

( cackles)

YOU UNDERSTAND?

I'LL MAKE EVERY
EVIL MAN THREE...

NO, TWO... TWO FEET TALL.

( cackles)

AT 4:00 IN THE AFTERNOON,

AT PRECISELY 4:00, EVERY
EVIL MAN AND WOMAN

WILL BE EXACTLY TWO FEET TALL.

A REVELATION... AN
ABSOLUTE REVELATION.

THEY'LL ALL BE TWO FEET TALL!

( clock ticking)

Crangle: "IT IS RATHER
FOR US TO BE DEDICATED

TO THE GREAT TASK
REMAINING BEFORE US."

"ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL."

( stepping loudly)

WE HAVE A VISITOR COMING, PETE.

Crangle: COME IN!

COME IN, COME IN.

I'M OLIVER CRANGLE.

I'M THE ONE WHO CALLED.

MY NAME IS HALL, MR. CRANGLE

FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION.

OUR OFFICE HAD
A CALL FROM YOU...

INDEED, INDEED, INDEED,
I PLACED THE CALL.

PLEASE, PLEASE, SIT DOWN.

NOW, I CALLED YOU
HERE BECAUSE I FELT

THAT THE F.B.I. SHOULD KNOW.

I ALSO NOTIFIED THE POLICE

AND THE... THE FIRE DEPARTMENTS.

I EVEN HAD A CALL
IN TO WASHINGTON,

ALTHOUGH THAT CALL

PROBABLY WON'T EVEN GO THROUGH.

IT'S MY UNDERSTANDING

THAT THE REDS ARE
IN COMPLETE CONTROL

IN WASHINGTON NOW.

THEY'VE PROBABLY TAKEN OVER

THE SWITCHBOARD, TOO.

THE REDS, MR. CRANGLE?

OH, YES, THE REDS.

AND IT'S A COMPLETE
CONSPIRACY, YOU KNOW.

ALL THE EVIL PEOPLE OF THE
WORLD HAVE BANDED TOGETHER...

COMMUNISTS,
SUBVERSIVES, THIEVES...

IT'S A TOTAL,
WORLDWIDE CONSPIRACY.

NOW, MR. CRANGLE,
ON THE PHONE YOU SAID

THAT YOU HAD
SOME SORT OF PLAN...

OH, YES, YES, YES, YES,

THAT'LL ALL TAKE PLACE AT 4:00.

NOW, YOU SEE, MR. HALL,

I HAVE SPENT MANY YEARS
DOING THIS KIND OF WORK.

I'VE MADE A COMPLETE
STUDY OF EVIL.

OH, YES, I MADE A STUDY OF IT.

I LISTEN TO THE RADIO.

I WATCH TELEVISION.

I CUT OUT NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS.

I WRITE LETTERS TO EMPLOYERS,
MAKE PHONE CALLS LATE AT NIGHT.

THERE'S THE MOST EFFICIENT
METHOD, RIGHT THERE.

CALLING THESE TERRIBLE PEOPLE
CONSTANTLY LATE AT NIGHT,

WAKING THEM UP...

WAKING THEM UP, SPEAKING
MY CHARGES AND HANGING UP.

VERY FRUSTRATING FOR THEM.

YES, I'LL BET.

OH, YES, INDEED.

YOU KNOW, THEY GO OUT
OF THEIR MIND WITH FURY.

THEY DON'T LIKE TO BE
WOKEN UP LATE AT NIGHT,

I CAN ASSURE YOU.

WHO DOES, MR. CRANGLE?

WITH THESE PEOPLE, IT'S
ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY.

BUT TO THE POINT,
MR. HALL, TO THE POINT.

IT IS NOW... 3:27.

IN EXACTLY 33 MINUTES,

ALL THE EVIL PEOPLE IN THE WORLD

WILL BECOME HALF...

NO, A THIRD THEIR PRESENT SIZE.

ALL THE UNCAUGHT
MURDERERS AND THE TYRANTS,

ALL THE BULLIES AND
THE WRONGDOERS...

ALL OF THEM, EVERY ONE.

NUT.

WELL, WHAT DO YOU
THINK OF IT, MR. HALL?

MR. CRANGLE, HOW DO
YOU GO ABOUT DOING THIS...

SHRINKING PEOPLE?

WHY, I... I MERELY WILL IT.

THAT'S ALL.

IN THE PAST, SEVERAL OTHER
METHODS HAD OCCURRED TO ME

TO STOP EVIL FROM SPREADING.

HOW DOES EVIL SPREAD?

HMM?

BY PUBLIC TRANSPORT.

SO I HAD IT IN MIND

THAT I MIGHT TAKE THE STIFFNESS
OUT OF AIRPLANE PROPELLERS.

YOU UNDERSTAND?

PROPS HANGING LIMP...

LIKE EMPTY BANANA SKIN.

THEN IT OCCURRED TO
ME THAT I MIGHT CHANGE

ALL THE WHEELS IN THE
WORLD FROM ROUND TO SQUARE.

OR PERHAPS TRIANGULAR.

SO THEY'D STUB IN THE ASPHALT

AND STOP THEM.

MR. CRANGLE...

THIS... YOU KNOW, MR. HALL,
THIS IS HARD TO BELIEVE.

THIS IDEA JUST OCCURRED TO
ME... ABOUT THE CHANGE IN SIZE...

JUST A SHORT WHILE AGO.

SOME BENIGHTED WOMAN WAS IN HERE

AND SHE INADVERTENTLY
GAVE ME THE IDEA...

TURN ALL THE EVIL
PEOPLE INTO TWO FEET TALL.

AND WHAT COULD BE SIMPLER?

THINK OF IT.

THINK OF HOW INEFFICIENT

THIS WOULD MAKE THEM.

WHY, THEY COULDN'T HANDLE
DELICATE SCIENTIFIC INSTRUMENTS,

ADDING MACHINES, TYPEWRITERS
OR TELEPHONE DIALS.

WHY, SOON ENOUGH, THEY'D
BE EXTINCT, LIKE DINOSAURS.

( laughing)

NUT.

MR. CRANGLE... YES?

I'D LIKE TO ASK YOU
A QUESTION, SIR.

I HOPE YOU WON'T
TAKE OFFENSE AT IT.

OH, NO, NO, PLEASE, GO ON.

HAVE YOU EVER HAD
ANY PSYCHIATRIC HELP?

WHAT?

PSYCHIATRIC HELP.

MR. CRANGLE, YOU DON'T
SEEM RATIONAL TO ME.

I... I THINK YOU'VE DEVELOPED
SOME KIND OF OBSESSION HERE.

I THINK YOU NEED SOME HELP.

HELP? I NEED... WHY
SHOULD I NEED HELP?

I'M NOT EVIL.

I'M VERY SORRY, MR. CRANGLE,

BUT THERE ISN'T MUCH
WE CAN DO ABOUT THIS.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

THE LAW ENFORCEMENT AGENCIES

WILL HAVE ROUND-THE-
CLOCK SCHEDULES.

DON'T YOU REALIZE

HOW MANY EVIL
PEOPLE YOU'LL FIND?

WHY, THEY'LL BE ALL
OVER THE SIDEWALKS,

ALL OVER THE STREETS!

YOU'LL HAVE TO BUILD MORE JAILS,

MORE ELECTRIC CHAIRS, GALLOWS.

WELL, WHAT ABOUT IT, MR. HALL?

WHAT ARE YOU
GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

NOTHING... NOT A THING.

WE HAVE SOMETHING
IN THIS COUNTRY

WHICH MAKES ALL OF
THAT QUITE UNNECESSARY.

WHAT'S THAT?

IT'S THE LAW, MR. CRANGLE,
WE HAVE THE LAW.

WE LIKE PEOPLE'S HELP

AND THEIR SUPPORT,
THEIR COOPERATION,

BUT INTERFERENCE IS
QUITE ANOTHER MATTER.

OH, I GET IT NOW.

I UNDERSTAND.

I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY.

WHY, I WAS AN IDIOT

NOT TO HAVE REALIZED IT SOONER.

OF COURSE.

OF COURSE YOU PEOPLE HAVE GOTTEN

INTO THE F.B.I.

STANDS TO REASON.

YOU'VE INFILTRATED EVERY PLACE.

LET ME TELL YOU
SOMETHING, MR. HALL,

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.

FOR THE NEXT 15 OR 20 MINUTES,

YOU ENJOY YOURSELF
TO THE UTMOST,

BECAUSE YOU'LL BE TWO FEET TALL!

TWO FEET TALL, MR. HALL,

THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO BE!

TWO FEET TALL, DO YOU HEAR ME?

YOU AND ALL THE REST OF THEM...

ALL THE EVIL PEOPLE.

THEY'RE GOING TO
BE TWO FEET TALL!

NUT.

( squawking)

OH, JUDGMENT DAY.

JUDGMENT DAY IS UPON US.

WON'T BE LONG NOW.

YOU... 4:00.

YOU EVIL!

EVIL!

( ticking)

IT'S HAPPENING, PETE.

IT'S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.

EVERYONE, ALL THE EVIL ONES...

THEY'RE ALL TURNING
INTO TINY LITTLE GNOMES.

NUT.

CERTAINLY, PETER.

THIS IS KIND OF A CELEBRATION.

( screams)

NUT.

AT 4:00, AN EVIL MAN
MADE HIS BED, AND LAY IN IT,

A POT CALLED A KETTLE BLACK,

A STONE THROWER BROKE THE
WINDOWS OF HIS GLASS HOUSE.

YOU LOOK FOR THIS ONE
UNDER "F" FOR "FANATIC"

AND "J" FOR "JUSTICE,"
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

Announcer: ROD SERLING,
CREATOR OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE,

WILL TELL YOU ABOUT
NEXT WEEK'S STORY

AFTER THIS MESSAGE.

AND NOW, MR. SERLING.

AS IT HAPPENS TO ALL MEN,

A NEWCOMER TAKES HIS FIRST STEP
INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE NEXT WEEK

WHEN MR. ANDY DEVINE JOINS US

FOR A SHOW CALLED
"HOCUS-POCUS AND FRISBY."

HE PLAYS THE ROLE
OF A STOREKEEPER

OF THE CRACKER-BARREL VARIETY,

WHO STRETCHES THE TRUTH
LIKE MOST PEOPLE PULL ON TAFFY.

THIS ONE IS FOR LAUGHS

AND FOR THE CONGENITAL
LIARS AMONGST YOU.

NEXT WEEK, MR. ANDY DEVINE...
"HOCUS-POCUS AND FRISBY."

Announcer: RED CROSS
LOOKS TO YOU FOR HELP.

Woman: WHEN YOU
HELP, WE CAN HELP.