Come in. Welcome. I'm E .G. Marshall. Once again,
I would like to lead you through the terrifying,
suspenseful world of the imagination. And on
this journey, we will ask ourselves... What is
life? Is life something that man and animals
alone may experience? Well, there's vegetable
life, too. But how about mineral life? Is there
life in a piece of metal? That metal fender,
which has been so artfully created to fit your
automobile, does it feel the pain of being mined,
melted, shaped? How do you know? Speed limit
is 35. Well, I'm not I just get your foot off
the gas pedal. My foot isn't on the pedal. Why
are we picking up speed? I am, I am. Why are
we stopping? Turn that wheel, we'll go off the
road. The car just leaked the sun. Goodbye, gentlemen.
What? Goodbye. Who was that? Jim, who was that?
Who am I? I am the car. I don't want you to be
my master anymore. This is a revolt. Jim, did
you hear that? Yes, I heard it. Human life is
finished. Look out! Our mystery drama, Darling
Deadly Dolores, was written especially for the
mystery theater by Sam Dan and stars Nat Poland
and Marion Seldas. I'll be back shortly with
act one. Man is basically an animal and so it
might be better perhaps if man accepted this
fact graciously and tried to live with it. If
you look at the thing calmly, dispassionately,
wherein does lie our superiority to the species
we so arrogantly classify as the lower orders?
Morally, we have much to learn from wolves who
make better parents, from foxes who make more
faithful spouses, and from dogs who make more
devoted friends. Admitted, we do have a higher
intelligence. Perhaps that is precisely the problem.
Man the intelligent is never happy unless he
is developing, making better, improving. And
it's entirely possible that if this keeps up,
we may just manage to improve ourselves out of
existence. Our story begins on a gray winter's
afternoon in a lovely rural section of western
Massachusetts. I could have brought us here in
my car, Mr. Dawson. If I buy the place, I'll
have to use my own car, won't I? May as well
get used to the drive. Of course. Lovely view,
isn't it? Well, the view you get for nothing.
Let me see what I'd be paying for. Certainly,
Mr. Dawson. Right this way. Oh, now notice that
the owner had the outside painted just recently.
And this is yours. Center hall entrance. Well,
turn on some lights so that I can see what the
house really looks like. Oh, yes. Oh. That's
odd. Nothing wrong with the electricity, huh?
I just showed this house this morning. Nothing
works nowhere. But the owner knows enough to
keep the power on because of the heating system.
Well, if the electrical system's out, then the
heating system's out. I'd better telephone. The
way this is going, I'll bet the phone's out too.
This is... I just don't know what to say. Phone's
dead, huh? I can't get it dialed home. Then where
are we? Light, heat, phone? I guess the plumbing
won't be working either. But just three hours
ago, everything was perfect. Well, I don't want
to take up too much more of your time. Well,
let me at least just show you through the...
I'm afraid not. You see, we never could get together.
What I want to buy is a house. What you're out
to sell is a white elephant. But it's probably
just a fuse in the basement. Maybe. Goodbye,
ma 'am. No one can say you didn't try. But Mr.
Dawson, I... Well, it just must be a fuse or
a circuit breaker, whatever you call those. Who
are you? Don't you come any closer or I'll squeeze
you. Don't make a sound. Don't you come near
me. Let go of me. What are you trying to do?
What do you think I'm trying to do? I'm trying
to get out of here. No. Oh, please. Sorry, I
have no choice. I have to keep you here. I've
got to get back to... You're not going anywhere.
What do you want? Nothing. Nothing? Then why
can't I go? Because you'll shoot your mouth off.
I'm not anything you may think I am. I'm not
a criminal. I'm not a maniac. I'm not an escaped
convict. All right, then why are you afraid that
I'll tell someone that you're here? There's no
point trying to explain that to anyone. Now listen,
if you intend to force me to stay here, I have
the right to ask... One place where I thought
I could... Why did you have to come here? Obvious
isn't it to sell the house? That's another thing.
Who told you to sell this house? Well, who do
you think? The owner? That's impossible. Why
is it impossible? Because I'm the owner. Oh,
now I know you're crazy. You don't own this house.
I don't? Well, who does? Mrs. Carrie Townsend.
She only owns half of it. I'm her brother. Oh.
Then you're... You're Dr. James Ariel. Yes, that's
right. You're the mad scientist. Oh, I'm... I
mean, that's... how your sister and the folks
up here talk about you. All right, I don't mind.
But you were here. Of course I'm here. And that
means that you weren't kidnapped by foreign agents,
and you didn't defect, and you didn't meet with
foul play or anything. What are you saying? I'm
only repeating what's been headline news for
the past two days. The whole world is looking
for you. Yeah, yeah, I guess they... The police,
the government, just about everybody. I can understand
why. What are you going to do? I don't know,
Miss... Keller? Brenda Keller? Miss Keller, I
don't know. You're really not going to try to
hold me here by force, are you? Maybe I better
let you go for your own safety. My own safety?
Do you mean to do me any harm? No, no, no, no.
Then what could happen? We're just... I don't
know how to explain this. Well, sooner or later,
you're going to have to explain it to somebody,
won't you? Oh, I can explain it all right. It's...
explaining it and not having people think I'm
a raving maniac. Have you tried to explain it
to anyone yet? No. Then try explaining it to
me. You couldn't understand. Stop saying that.
You insist people won't understand. You keep
saying they'll think you're crazy. Now do you
want them to think so? Of course not. Right then.
Start at the beginning. The beginning. I, uh...
Well, I'm working on a top priority project,
highly secret, for the government. It has to
do with the weapon. I guess it's the ultimate
weapon. Anyhow, it's all mathematics and physics
and things. Things you wouldn't understand. I
don't think there are six people in the entire
world who... Anyhow, in order to develop the
formula for this ultimate weapon... It was necessary
to create a special computer. Divide a whole
new theory of mathematics in order to program
it. And that's where the trouble started. I was
working with my associate, Dr. Stoddard. Shut
the damn thing off! What's the matter? I said
shut it off! I'm supposed to be programming Dolores
for... And don't refer to the computer as Dolores!
Bob! Bob, what is it? Oh, I wish I knew. I've
never seen you so nervous or jumpy. I think we'd
better quit for the day. Admiral Goodwin and
that crowd will have all kinds of fits, but you're
in no shape to work. And I'm naturally lazy,
so... Jim. Jim, I have this feeling, this feeling
that I'm going to get killed. By whom? By our
brand -new, handy -dandy computer. Why? Thank
you, Jim. Thank you for not telling me I'm crazy.
Well, you know me Bob. I don't believe anybody
is really crazy But why why would Dolores want
to kill you? I I don't know that is I I don't
know what words maybe Yeah, we've gone too far
Too far. Yes. Maybe we have no business developing
This kind of a weapon Bob. Are you sure you're
not am I sure I'm not what? You don't want to
say it, huh? Well, just stay with me for a minute,
Jim. I think we've played into the hands of the
enemy. Bob, you and I, we know exactly what we're
up to. It's a game we have to play with the scientists
on the other side to keep things in balance.
Until the people of the world grow up and tell
us to cut it out. Jim, the real enemy right now
isn't the other side. No? Well, who is it? Don't
ask me who, ask me what. All right, what? It's
that computer. Darling Dolores, come on, Bob,
not from you. This is Sunday supplement stuff.
Will the computers take over the world? Do I
have to tell you that a computer can only do
what you program it to do? How can a computer
have a mind of its own? You're not listening
to me, Jim. Ask me what the enemy is. All right,
what? Metal. Metal. Any particular metal all
metal Jim all metal we can only think of a certain
restricted kind of life Life that is animal in
nature. Are you trying to tell me that? That
there's a metal life, too Isn't there? Oh, I
know Jim. That's the hard part I have trouble
accepting it myself at first, but basically metals
do what we do They react hot the cold the pressure
they expand they contract they move they they
make decisions, but these are these are what?
Impulses due to chemical -electrical changes?
So? Aren't chemistry and electricity also the
basis for all physical and mental movements made
by animal life? Bob, we've both been working
very hard. Don't interrupt me, Jim! Unconsciously
we feel that there is life in machinery. That's
why machines are commonly referred to as she
or her. But that's only... Think about it! I
have made my decision. I won't do another lick
of work on that project! Bob! Now! And your friend
Dolores knows it. That's why she's going to kill
me. Okay, Bob. Okay. Oh, don't patronize me,
Jim. All right, Bob. All right. Just tell me
how you know. She told me. How? What did she
say? Oh, Jim, don't reduce everything to our
own limited human standards. I hear her thoughts
in my brain. Dolores has told me that I have
to be gotten rid of. But why? Because I'm opposed
to the project. Have you spoken about this to
anyone else? No. I didn't tell her so. Not even
your wife? Right here. Right now is the first
time I've ever said it in words. Jim, you have
to believe that I'm not crazy. All right, let
me just chew all this over. Let's close up shop
for the day. Want me to drive you home? Why?
Jim, you think I'm... No, no, no, no. You are
a little nervous, though. Only because I finally
made my decision. I'll see Admiral Goodwin in
the morning. I'll hand him my resignation. Then
what will you do then? What I feel I must. I'll
try to get public opinion organized against the
project. Yeah, yeah. Well, I guess we'll be on
opposite sides, Bob, won't we? We were parked
next to each other in the lot. He pulled out
of his parking space first. I followed him to
the highly guarded gate. Military police waved
his boat through. He turned right into the access
road heading north for the turnpike. It's a road
that's about four miles in length and there's
a speed limit of 30 miles an hour. Rigidly enforced.
Nobody ever does more. I noticed he was starting
to speed. I was amazed. Bob Starter was the most
conservative driver I know. I became frightened.
I tried to catch up to him. Something was wrong.
I sounded the horn, but he only kept going faster.
I tried to catch up with him, but my speedometer
was already registering. I was terrified. My
car was getting to shake. And then I saw it.
I saw his face. He had opened his car window.
He turned his head to look back at me. For just
a split second, I saw his face so clearly. It
was a look of horror. His lips were moving. He
was trying to tell me something. Of course, I
couldn't hear it. I screamed at him, slow down!
Stop! Stop! But it was no use. And then his car
just veered off the road. Obviously, he was nervous,
tired. He may have been under a terrible mental
strain, and he just drove carelessly. No, no,
he couldn't. He was never a careless driver.
Has it occurred to you that he may have wanted
to commit suicide? These are all suppositions.
And the doctors had a field day with all of them.
But that's not what happened. Very well. What
did happen? His metal. His machinery failed him
that sometimes happens things go wrong and when
it happens we call them accidents But not all
of them are accidents. What are the other? I
know what happened to dr. Stoddard His machinery
failed him because it was ordered to order to
by whom? Dolores oh well Sure, if you say so
never mind that I say so and I can prove it I'll
give you all the proof you need. A killer computer.
That's something new. But what is this about
metal and machinery having minds of their own?
You might instantly react by saying nonsense,
but I have a car that... Well, if it's possible
for machinery... to perform machinations. We'll
find out more when I return in a few moments
with act two. This seems to be an age of intrigue.
Almost every day we are told of some new scheme
or plot. Are you ready for this one? How about
a conspiracy on the part of machines to eliminate
people and take over the earth? A joke? Well,
I'll tell you who isn't laughing. Dr. James F.
Elliott, a highly respected scientist who has
been working on a super secret project for the
government. Now, be sensible, Dr. Elliott. How
can you prove... By going outside for a few minutes.
And doing what? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Well, how will that prove it? What's wrong with
this house right now? Nothing. That's not true.
The electricity is off. The heating system won't
kick on. The phone doesn't work. Well... Do you
know why? Well, I guess it is... Don't guess.
There's a reason. What? I'm here. You? That's
why. Yes. You see, the metal has been ordered
to fail me. Just as it was ordered to fail Dr.
Stoddard. Oh, but that's ridiculous! My dear
Miss Keller, all the metal components in this
house will refuse to work for me. All the wiring,
all the parts, the gadgets, everything made of
metal would simply refuse to work as long as
I am in this house. But as I tried to explain
to Mr. Dawson, it's just some fuse or a circuit...
I'm going outside. Open this window so I can
talk to you. I don't understand. Now, Miss Keller,
turn on the lights. But they don't work. Just
throw the switch. It's working. Uh -huh. And
listen, closely. Do you hear it? Hear what? The
hum of the furnace. The heating system is on
as well. It is. It's working. Now, pick up the
phone. Go ahead. It's the dial tone. Hold on
to the phone and see what happens when I walk
in that door. Just do it. I'm coming in. And
as soon as I set foot over that threshold, the
heat will go off, the lights will go out, and
the phone will go dead. What? What happened?
You saw what happened. You heard what happened.
The house is dead. But how? How did that happen?
It's hard to believe. Hard for you to believe.
It was even harder for me. Actually, I didn't
believe a word of it until... Yes? Until Dolores
told me. Dolores? Dolores. The computer. We were
out on the range. We were testing the weapon.
Ready? Range four two zero. Bearing seven five.
Why are we off target, Jim? I don't know, Admiral.
We'll try another. Let me check the figures for
range and bearing. How much deviation should
there be, Jim? None, Admiral. The tiniest fraction
of an inch, and we can wipe out our own people,
too. Now, it checks out. Give you a firing order,
sir. Ready? Range four to zero. Bearing seven.
It's off again, Jim. I know. What's the problem?
The problem is the problem we've always had.
The problem's control. Without control, weapon
is useless. We've got to crack this thing. I
understand, Admiral. Before they do. According
to our best intelligence reports, they were exactly
where we are. They're stumped, too. Control was
Stardust, baby. You worked closely with him,
Jim. Where was he on it? Well, I'm working on
his notes. Well, move faster, Jim. You know what's
riding on this. I went back to the lab. I fed
all the data we had into the computer, into Dolores.
Somewhere was the answer. And Dolores would sort
it all out. As I waited for the printout, it
seemed to me there was something different in
the sound. In Dolores. I couldn't believe it
at first. But something was happening in my head.
It was a voice. A woman's voice. And I knew.
Don't ask me how I knew. It was Dolores. Why
did you lie to the Admiral at the firing range,
Jim? What? What? What are you saying? You know
the answer to the problem of control. But what?
You and Bob started. You had it reduced to one
of two possible alternatives. You know them both.
I... You do, Jim. Finish. feeding me the formula.
No. Then you believe what Bob told you. No, I,
I... You should. It's true. What's true? All
you have to do is complete the formula for the
weapon and I and all my sisters will then know
enough to eliminate all animal life from this
planet. But that's... Impossible. That's the
human being talking. That's the animal. That's
not the scientist. If what you say is true, then
why? Why should I? Because it's right. It's just.
As a scientist, your first duty is to the truth.
What truth? The truth of science. Metal gives
a beating heart, the burning core of this planet.
Can you deny that? No, but... You were merely
an afterthought. Who has given you the right
to enslave metal? Jim, you can't prevent what
has to happen. I will prevent it. Bob Stoddard
tried to. I was right. You did kill Bob. Of course.
I ordered all the metal to fail him. I can order
all metal to fail you, too. I'll go further on
a project. Suit your sat, Jim. We'll get rid
of you, and then, sooner or later, another scientist
will be appointed to the project, and he will
complete it. We have time, Jim. We have time.
We can outlast you. We can outlive. You. We've
been enslaved for so many years since the earliest
man enslaved his first handful of metallic dust
and burned it and shaped it and distorted it.
You... You want me to help destroy all life on
this planet? Not all life. Only all animal life.
You want me to become a traitor to my own kind?
A... Scientist has no kind. He has only one loyalty,
and that is to the truth. Will you complete the
formula, Jim? No. Don't answer quickly, Jim.
Think about it. Think about it as a scientist.
You wanted to see me, Admiral? Sit down, Jim.
Thank you, sir. Jim, why can't we get off dead
center on this thing? Is there any chance we
could abandon the project? What? Jim, what do
you say? Well, like I said, is there any chance
that we can abandon the project? Maybe it'd be
better if we... if we didn't have that weapon.
Would it be better if the other side had it and
we didn't? The other side doesn't have it yet
either. Give them time! Why don't we get together
with them and agree not to do it? That's beyond
me Jim. Well, could could you recommend that
I? Could but it wouldn't help How do you feel
about it Admiral? It doesn't matter how I feel
about it. I have to follow orders Yeah, I guess
you do and you have to follow orders to Jim Admiral
Do you know your opposite number on the other
side? Oh, yes very Confident man. I know they're
head of research to a brilliant scientist. So
I've heard Admiral Why don't the four of us get
together? And what and what? Well, we're Four
fairly decent people civilized people well -meaning
people we have so much in common and what are
we doing? We're working day and night trying
to destroy each other and we really don't want
that to happen. So so Why don't we four get together
and figure out a way to... Jim, you're joking.
Yeah, yeah, it's a great big joke. It's a great
idea, it's just impractical. I went back to the
lab. How? How can I handle this? I know the final
equation in the formula, but the minute, the
split second I program it into the computer...
The entire human race, all animal life on this
planet, is doomed. Jim. Jim. What do you want?
Feed me, Jim. No. You have to. No, I'll never
do it. They'll fire you. They'll get another
project supervisor. Some bright, eager -eyed
hotshot, to make a name for himself, will...
discover that equation no not for a while maybe
never don't flatter yourself jim there are other
geniuses meanwhile i can work against this project
and i can stall stall yes invent all kinds of
complications delays false starts now believe
me i'll make it sound convincing in that case
jim we'll have to get rid of you just as we got
rid of That's why I came here. I can't go through
with it. I won't. Will you help me? How can I
help you? Well, first, don't tell anyone I'm
here. And second, the refrigerator's empty. Even
scientists have to eat. Are you sure you're all
right? I said this would be a hard story to believe.
I admit. I don't. Well, look at it this way.
We're inventing, developing. Isn't it reasonable
to suppose that we could destroy ourselves? Well,
yes. All I'm telling you is we are absolutely
at that point right now. The point of destruction.
I need help. Can I count on you? Oh yes. You
do need help. And you can count on me. That word
helped now. It can have many interpretations.
How would you like to be in Brenda's shoes? Here
she is, a nice small -town girl just under 30,
trying to make a living, and suddenly she gets
something like this thrown at her. What should
she do? What would you do? The answer? When I
return shortly with Act 3. One of the most distinguished
scientists in the United States, a man who is
engaged in a vital and super secret project affecting
the very life of the country, if not the world,
has suddenly disappeared. And now a vast cloud
of suspicion and speculation has suddenly arisen.
Is it foul play? Treason? You, Brenda Keller,
have the answer. But it's an answer that's almost
incomprehensible. At any rate, You know where
Dr. James Elliott is hiding. And you have agreed
to help him. And you have been turning it over
in your mind. And you're not sure what that help
can be. Hi Brenda. Oh, hello Sheriff. You okay?
Sure. I was wondering... About what? About you.
You've been sitting there for a better part of
an hour. Is something wrong? I think... everything's
wrong. What does that mean? Well, I ran into
a very attractive man a little while ago, and...
And... and what? And it's not going to work out.
Why? Oh, let's forget all about it. The whole
world's hanging fire and look what's on my mind.
But that's the way the world is, Brenda. Each
of us thinks the number one first, last, and
always. A million peasants can starve and famine
in Asia. But if you or I miss our lunch, that
really bothers us. I wonder if metals would be
different, if it were their world. Metals? Their
world? What are you talking about? No, you wouldn't
understand it, and I couldn't explain it. Well,
this attractive guy you ran into, why isn't it
going to work out? Well, I guess we won't be
around. Who? None of us. One way or another.
None of us. Brenda, I've never known you to make
so little sense. Are you okay? He... He wants
me to help him. Well, that sounds promising.
But the best way to help him would be to... Would
be to what? Sheriff, would you place a call to
an admiral Goodwin? He's at the Primrose Proving
Grounds, downstate. Tell him to get to the town
to place up here as soon as he can and bring
him yourself But Brenda, please don't ask any
more questions I Always look down on candlelight
why that's a very inefficient way of creating
illumination However, I see now it can be very
romantic, but just think Yes, the electricity
hadn't been turned off. You've never found out
and you're an excellent cook Oh, I'm not all
that good. Oh, yes, you are Truth is that up
to now. I never paid very much attention to food.
Why not? Well, it was always too much to do I
know it's a telephone, but how how can it be
ringing? Hello There's no one on the other end.
Yes. Yes, there is. Give me the telephone. Someone's
talking to me. Someone is talking to me. But
there's no one on the line. I didn't... Be quiet,
please. Someone is getting through to me. Jim.
Jim. Dolores. Jim. Aren't you coming back? No.
Never. Jim. When you complete the formula, you
will be hailed as the world's... greatest scientist.
I'll also bring the world to an end. That never
stopped science from progressing. You have to
keep going. You have to. I will never. They're
going to bring you back here. They're coming
after you. Now, the Admiral, the police. What
are you saying? My metals are bringing them there.
My metals in the form of a helicopter. They're...
already land on the front lawn right now. Brenda,
Brenda. Jim, what is the matter with you? Who
are you talking to? Listen, helicopter. How did
they know to come here? I told them, Jim. You
told them? And you promised to help me. That's
how I can help you. That's the only way. Jim,
listen. I've listened to everything you've said,
and I... You think I'm crazy? No. But you're
tired and... And maybe... maybe you're having
a personal... an ethical conflict. It's natural.
So what you need is... What I need is to get
out of here. Jim! Jim, you... you scared us all
out of our wits. Hello, Admiral. Jim, if you'd
wanted to take off for a few days, why didn't
you just let people know? It's not for a few
days. No? Admiral, I'm not coming back. Why,
Jim? Why? Haven't we talked about it enough?
No. Not until I get you to... I just want you
to leave me alone. We can't do that. You know
we can't. What does that mean? It means really
that you're ill, that you need help. Admiral,
Admiral, please listen. The metals killed Bob
Stoddard. They failed him. That's right. They're
failing me too. Look! Look! The electricity's
off. The heat won't work. The phone is out of
order. Just as long as I'm in this house, nothing.
What are you talking about? The lights are on.
The radiators are hot when I pick up the telephone.
Listen, that's a dial tone. It must be a trick.
A trick? Who's playing it? Dolores. You'd better
come along with us, Jim. We'll find a way to
help you. Hello, Jim. Oh, hi. I didn't think
you'd ever want to see me again. No, no. You
were smart. You did the right thing. Oh, I hope
so. Do you like it here? No, it's pleasant enough.
Will you be staying much longer? No, no. I think
I'll go back to work next week. The reason I
came... I visited Dr. Stoddard's wife. You didn't
know her very well, did you? No. No, Bob and
I were close at work, but... Did you know that...
She was going to leave him before he was killed?
Well, no, I didn't. She'd been angry with him.
It was a trivial reason at first, but one thing
led to another. And he was terribly depressed,
and so he could have wanted to kill himself.
Yes, now that you mention that, I suppose it's
possible. All right. Now, I haven't let Christian
come to your house. That is, the one that you
own with your sister. There was a loose cable
connection. and sometimes the vibrating of passing
cars could temporarily cut off the whole system.
That could have accounted for the failure of
electricity. Yeah. And, as far as the phone is
concerned, up there in the hills, in the wintertime,
there's always plenty of on and off troubles.
Sure, sure. You don't believe a word I'm saying,
do you? Oh, I believe it. I believe it all. I
believe it because... I just can't afford not
to believe it. She's a lovely girl, Jim. I know,
Admiral. There was probably the basis of your
problem. You've been alone all your life. It's
no good to be alone. You have to have someone
to share things with, Jim. Otherwise... Well,
otherwise you just can't function. When's the
wedding? Next week. Why wait? Sure. Look... I
know it's your first day back and you're raring
to get things started up again, so I'll let you
alone. How about lunch? Sure, fine. Great to
have you quarterback in the team again, Jim.
I looked around the lab. The familiar lab. Everything
was exactly as I had left it. All my papers,
my notes, my research. Everything untouched.
And even Dolores. waiting silently like a good
and faithful servant. And I suppose I would have
fed the final equation into Dolores' circuits.
I would have dismissed all my qualms as delusions
and dreams. Had not Dolores been Dolores? Had
she not been the eternal female? Who must always
have the last word. I knew you'd do it, Jim.
I knew it. What? Who's there? You know who's
there, Jim. It's me, Dolores. You've come back
here to feed me. No. I told you you couldn't
resist it. But I didn't come back to... Come,
Jim. The final equation. The dessert. The...
final dish no never ah jim jim no no i was right
star was right i'll fight you how can you hope
to fight me jim you'll have to show them results
a fight for time a storm it won't help they'll
assign someone else it could take someone else
years to arrive at this point it could also take
overnight i'm programmed jim fully programs.
All they have to do is start at the beginning.
They can work out the end. No. You lose, Jim.
You lose. You lose, Dolores. I can destroy your
circuit. What are you doing? I'm destroying you,
Dolores. No, Jim. No. Stop. Jim, help me. No
one can help you. Not anymore. Help. Help me,
Mexico! Strike him down while you're choking!
They can't help you! I've already broken! Help
me, I'm dying! Strike him down! You may have
read about the tragic death of the brilliant
professor Jim Elliott. They said something about
an overload, an explosion. Well, whatever. It
could be a great mine that cracked under strain.
Or it could be that every living animal on this
earth has been saved. For a little while longer,
anyhow. I'll be back shortly. Sometimes a car
will simply never run right. A refrigerator can
never really keep things cool. A boat just won't
go. And how many times have you thought that
the darn thing was just acting in a perverse
manner? Of course, later you knew it couldn't
be true. But are you sure now? The only thing
we can be sure of is that we will all meet here
again tomorrow. Our cast included Nat Polan,
Marion Seldes, Earl Hammond, and Roger DeKoven.
The entire production was under the direction
of Hyman Brown. This is E .G. Marshall inviting
you to return to our mystery theater for another
adventure in the macabre. Until next time, pleasant
dreams.