The Twilight Zone (1959) s03e29 Episode Script
Four O'Clock
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.
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.
A rather full morning's work, wouldn't you say, pete? 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.
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.
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.
Yes, what is it? 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; none; "husband's political none; none; curiosity" "ignorance.
" That is merely a preliminary report, mrs.
Williams.
The research in depth on you is in that master file over there.
Nut.
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 knowofhim.
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 that's it! That's precisely it! That's what i'll do.
I knew i would get the clue.
I said "little people.
" "Little people"? That's what i'll do- i'll turn all the evil people into little ones.
You understand? I'll make every evil man three no, two two feet tall.
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! "It is rather for us to be dedicated to the great task remaining before us.
" "All men are created equal.
" We have a visitor coming, pete.
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.
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.
Oh, judgment day.
Judgment day is upon us.
Won't be long now.
You 4:00.
You evil! Evil! 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.
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.
Rod serling, creator ofthe 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.
" Red cross looks to you for help.
When you help, we can help.
Your next stop, the twilight zone.
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.
A rather full morning's work, wouldn't you say, pete? 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.
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.
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.
Yes, what is it? 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; none; "husband's political none; none; curiosity" "ignorance.
" That is merely a preliminary report, mrs.
Williams.
The research in depth on you is in that master file over there.
Nut.
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 knowofhim.
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 that's it! That's precisely it! That's what i'll do.
I knew i would get the clue.
I said "little people.
" "Little people"? That's what i'll do- i'll turn all the evil people into little ones.
You understand? I'll make every evil man three no, two two feet tall.
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! "It is rather for us to be dedicated to the great task remaining before us.
" "All men are created equal.
" We have a visitor coming, pete.
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.
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.
Oh, judgment day.
Judgment day is upon us.
Won't be long now.
You 4:00.
You evil! Evil! 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.
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.
Rod serling, creator ofthe 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.
" Red cross looks to you for help.
When you help, we can help.