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People ask, where do you get your ideas?

Right here.

All this is my magician's toy shop.

I'm Ray Bradbury.

And this is...

How

are you feeling?

I'm fine, but he's telling me he's ready.

Don't worry, I'll have you home in six hours.

These new birthing machines do everything but father the child.

Smart machine that knows where to draw the line.

Good morning, Mr. Hawke. Good morning, Doctor.

Polly.

Now, this may seem strange coming at this late hour, but as OB -3 is a

relatively new procedure, we always give parents the opportunity to change their

minds and opt for a standard birth.

Oh, no. We want to do what's right.

You read the data.

OB has the life experience of the world's finest obstetricians.

It's good for the baby, right?

It certainly is.

That's good enough for us. She's ready, Doctor.

See you soon, Pete.

Both of us. Okay. Bye -bye.

Let's go.

Would you like a drink while you're waiting, sir?

Coffee, black with sugar, please. Coming right up.

Condition go?

You could say that.

So let's go.

Yes. Yes, Doctor.

Oh.

I said black with sugar.

Sorry, sir. My mistake.

Patient stabilized in deep sleep.

Molecule stable.

Count 104 of the five.

Mr. Horne.

Polly?

Now, Polly is fine.

What's wrong?

Please, follow me, Mr. Horne.

What's happened? We're almost there.

What do you think, Polly? It's me, Horne.

It's not mine.

Thank you. Why?

It's all the other one.

Polly, where are you going? She's in the recovery room.

And the baby? You've done that?

There.

Now, please, please.

You must understand, this is your child.

Gentlemen, ladies, could you give us a few moments, please?

Sure, of course.

At your acceptance interview, we explained how the birthing machine

You did not explain that.

It draws the molecules of the child out of the mother's body and it reassembles

them on the outside.

But your damn machine has screwed up. On this occasion, there was a dimensional

destruction.

A malfunction.

Fine, fine, Doctor.

What are you telling me?

Here's your child?

Here's your child?

What am I supposed to do with it?

Sell it to a slideshow?

What on earth have you done?

Please, Mr. Horn.

You must understand.

This is your child, alive and well.

Don't just talk.

Don't sound like my baby that you should all be talking so long. No, please,

darling, don't. Is he there? Don't, don't, don't. I'm going to see him. No,

no, it's not well.

It's not well.

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Did I do this?

Did I make the child this way?

No, Polly. Never.

It was the OB -3.

He isn't a monster, genetically.

No. No, no. Your child has been born in another dimension.

His shape is alien to us.

I want to see him.

Hold him.

How can I?

You could only see him if you were in his dimension or he in yours.

Good.

Good.

Now wait.

Wait for what?

For our child to be truly born.

Inside.

That shape.

Beyond that color, our real baby lives.

Yes.

Then you and your machine, you bring him back.

You pull him back like a rabbit out of a hat.

Yes.

We're lucky that we live on an island so that no one can see him.

I didn't say that.

I said it.

You haven't cried.

I'm not going to cry.

He's my baby, or he will be.

Dr. Wilcott says he needs everything a normal baby needs. He needs sleep, he

needs attention, and I'm his mother.

I have a name for him. Really, Polly, I think we should... Pie.

Pie? Pie, short for pyramid.

Baby pie.

You know something?

You're a real peach.

Look,

Dr. Wilcott can get him back. It's just going to take some time.

I can hold on, Pete, as long as I know that something good will happen. I'm not

going to be hurt or shocked.

I'll give it six months.

Then maybe I'll kill myself.

Wonder what we look like to him.

Wilcott said, like shapes, like geometric shapes.

That sounds weird.

He can say daddy. Can't you say daddy?

Oh, really?

Isn't he terrific? Even his voice is in the fourth dimension.

When he learns to talk, we'll give him Hamlet's soliloquy. He'll come out

sounding like something from James Joyce.

For God's sakes, Polly.

You ever had a nightmare when you were awake?

So you have to do this?

Well, I don't have much to go on, do I?

Weeks, months, tests, zilch.

Well, get him back.

Listen.

He's happy.

He loves you.

You don't understand.

Oh, I see him.

I have to see him.

Yes, sirree. This is the best.

What's this is up?

Baby won't hear anything.

Right.

You got an aviary?

An aviary?

Pit canary, bird, that kind of stuff.

Oh, yes, yes, we do.

That's nice.

Baby will like that.

Yes, baby will.

I'll let you do the trick, sir.

Hey, that's cute.

Some kind of toy for the baby.

A nightlight?

Is he finished?

Yeah, sure, ma 'am.

Yes.

Gosh,

what did I say? It's nothing.

Thanks very much.

Holly!

He's asleep.

He's fine.

Did you see his color? Robin's egg blue. That means he's healthy.

Look, Polly, they will come up with something soon. They'll tell us we have

real baby.

Look, Peter, we just have to learn to handle this the best way we can.

That guy that did the nursery, he had a great idea.

He said pie is like a pet or a toy.

Like having a dog or a cat in the house.

Yeah, he's beautiful.

His father brought him back from a business trip in Afghanistan.

Look, I have to go into town tomorrow to sign this Spencer deal. I'll only be

away a couple of hours. I wonder when you would get bored sitting in your

talking to your computers.

That's not fair.

No, I think that we should...

not live like this, like we're in jail. I think that we should try and lead

normal lives and we should have our friends over like we used to do.

I don't think that would be a very good idea.

People are really much better about these things than you think. You just

mention the baby and then they think he's dead.

But he's not dead.

I know he's dead.

It's just as boring yet.

Well, your daddy couldn't get away fast enough.

Hi, Pete.

Pete,

look.

Mary,

Bill, and Sheila came over. I thought it would be fun to show them.

He's really clever.

Where do you find them?

Oh, Pete, even your executive toys, it's great.

They're sound.

What will they think up next?

You found me a dog, a cat, or a baby.

Look, I'm very sorry, folks. I'm going to have to ask you to leave, please.

Sure, Pete.

Some other time.

Yes, exactly. Some other time. No, no, no, no. Mary, thanks.

No, no.

Stay. Yeah.

No, it is.

What are you doing? They want to see you. Holly, please.

Pete, you are having a good time.

Thanks for seeing the baby.

You want to do that one more time for the baby, huh?

Well, now this has worked out so well, hasn't it?

Having the babies really brought us together.

Can you hear me in there?

My baby.

My baby.

Sorry I'm late. It was a little choppy crossing over today.

Please sit down.

You look as though you've been up all night for years.

Thank you.

Well, Doctor, how long do you think before you'll have a breakthrough?

Well...

I mean, you are sure that sometime you will be able to bring our baby back?

I think so.

I don't think we've got much more time.

We do have another solution available to us right now.

You do?

It has nothing to do with bringing Pi back from the state in which it now

exists.

For the moment, I can't bring Pi out.

I can put you in.

I can repeat the malfunction that forced Pi into its present state.

I can put you into the fourth dimension.

What would that be like?

Well, you'd notice no change in your size or body state, but the pyramid

become a baby.

How would the world see us?

As the pyramid and two obelisks, perhaps.

You mean freaks. Not freaks, a family.

Would I see and hold my baby if you will, yes?

Absolutely.

Here we go.

You're throwing your whole life away.

I'll be with my real baby. I won't care.

I'm asking you. Please stay.

Look, we could still love Pi.

We could try for another child.

Pi is my baby. I love him.

What about me?

Do you love me?

Yes, I do.

Then I'm asking you to stay.

Please.

I have to go be with my baby, Pete. I'm sorry.

Are you ready?

Yes.

You understand it may be some time before I can bring you back.

We understand.

Godspeed.

Doctor?

Yes? What are they saying?

Something... Yes, something about love.