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People ask, where do you get your ideas?

Right here.

All this is my Martian landscape.

Somewhere in this room is an African veldt.

Just beyond, perhaps, is a small Illinois town where I grew up. And I'm

surrounded on every side by my magician's toy shop.

I'll never starve here.

I just look around, find what I need, and begin.

I'm Ray Bradbury, and this is...

Well, then, right now, what shall it be?

Out of all this, what do I choose to make a story?

I never know where the next one will take me.

And the trip?

Exactly one half exhilaration, exactly one half terror.

Don't I know you.

You're that crazy writer fellow, aren't you?

You looking for new ideas?

Yes.

What's that?

That's a dowsing rod.

Can you find water with it?

Give it a try.

What do I look for?

It's not so much what you look for. It's the feel.

Touch it. That's it. Touch it.

Yeah, there's more than water down there.

All kinds of things are hidden. All kinds?

All kinds of things are buried there just under the grass.

Earthworms?

Trapdoor spiders.

Death watch beetles.

17 -year locusts. 17 -year locusts. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Oh, no.

Got an idea for a story?

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Somewhere she heard the sound of a wolf.

It sent chills up her spine.

Then the sound of footsteps.

Then the sound of a door creeping open.

When are you going to learn to put your things away?

Supper is almost ready. Now, I want you to run down to the store and get some

ice cream for your father, all right?

I have to wait till the money comes. Never mind about the mummies. Your

going to be home soon.

Oh, Heather, where do you pick up these things?

on the phone.

Sounded so familiar.

Well, I can't waste time thinking about that now.

Hey,

you, get out of here.

Sound inside the tube.

It's especially eerie.

I could see her hair blowing in the wind. The night was so

dark. She was terrible.

Control Tour Soprano.

Dad! Her screams.

Was it sharp or flat? Oh, hands are...

She screamed!

It's not a game, Daddy, damn it!

Hammer!

I'm sorry.

But you gotta believe me!

All right, I'll make a deal with you. You clean that plate and I'll walk over

the woods with you.

Not so fast.

There's time.

I didn't sleep a wink last night.

Charlie Nesbitt and that wife of his screaming and yelling. They're always

fighting, those two.

Funny, this morning they stopped.

Oh, I agree that Charlie's a little weird sometimes, but Mary Lou Anne's a

nice person.

You should give yourself a chance to get to know her better.

I don't actually believe you went out with that woman.

Do you know what you wrote me a song once?

Mary did?

Yeah, it wasn't bad either.

Let's see if I can remember it.

That's something else.

Well, you know what they say. It's not whether you remember the words, but how

you sing is wrong.

Let's go audition that lost soprano.

What about supper?

I'll put it in the oven.

This is it.

This is the place.

Great.

Well?

Listen.

You know, I...

Screaming woman!

Maybe she's tired from screaming.

Maybe she's dead.

Don't say that.

Where are you going? Get a shovel?

Get a spoon.

What? Eat my ice cream.

Daddy? That's my name.

I don't want to get back to a movie. This will be better than any stupid

Wait, please, don't die.

Dig!

I don't dig unless I hear screams.

Let's hear it.

Ow!

Pretty good trick.

Trick? You got one of those little cassette players under there.

Yeah, and I'll let it see if he did.

Well... I'll give you the darn thing.

Okay.

Sure, your batteries are just running down.

Dag! Hey!

What's going on here?

Mr. Kelly, we were just... Picking up my lot?

This is my private property you're messing around with. We two shovel fast

hard. Fill that hole back up.

We can't. We've got someone we've got to save.

Yeah. Fill that hole back up.

And if I ever catch you around here again, I'll call the cops.

fill up the hole, huh?

I bet you he killed Mrs. Kelly and buried her there.

Yeah, but that screaming lady's not real.

Dippy.

I got an idea.

So, we got it.

Let's go.

Can I get over there?

Yes, you can.

What's going on down there, Jack?

She's not dead, you dummy.

I wonder who it is.

Think, Dippy, think.

The Nazbits.

Yeah, the Nazbits.

Charlie and Luanne. What did my mom and dad say?

Yeah, they were fighting all last night, but today, nothing.

I betcha it's Charlie Nesbitt.

That's it.

So long.

Dippy, come on!

Forget it.

Coward!

Oh.

Hello, Heather.

Hello, Mr. Nesbitt.

Is your wife, I mean, your wife home?

My wife? What do you want with her?

The other day, she told me to come get, um, a recipe.

For what?

For what?

For peach.

Yeah, peach.

Peach pie.

Well, uh, she's not here, uh, right now, but...

She should be back any minute. Why don't you come in and wait for her?

Have a

seat.

It's really nice to see you.

Did she go shopping?

Yeah, she had to get a few things.

Things?

For her hair.

Oh.

Um, I also wanted to tell her something else.

What?

About the screaming woman.

What screaming woman?

She's buried underground.

And she's screaming, except nobody believes me.

Why don't you give me a try?

Well, you're just like my dad, and he doesn't believe me either.

Where did you say this screaming woman was?

In Mr.

Kelly's lot.

Except I think she's going to die.

Really?

Well, nobody's going to help me.

And her voice is getting weaker.

You certainly have a weird imagination.

How about a cold drink?

Did you say... Heather?

Don't believe me.

oh oh

Come on, Heather. Time for sleep.

You've had a busy day.

Give me a kiss.

I tried to help her.

I really did.

Why'd they give back to me?

What did?

Oh, you know, that song we were talking about earlier today.

Oh, what song?

Oh, the one that Mary Nesbitt wrote for me.

Oh.

It's like... Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

She's alive.

She's got to be alive.

Thank you.

Careful,

careful. Watch the house, Ray.

Heather,

she's going to be all right.

You know Tom Ford and his pal Joe Willis? Well, according to Mrs.

they're growing mushrooms in their basement.

They got these mushrooms from the mail about two weeks ago.

And four days, Mr.

Willis disappeared.

They say he was a new -on -lead .business. But according to Mrs.

believe, he's been captured by aliens.

And those aliens...

So, here's my 50 -50.