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Hey, Hank, I need some more lines.

HANK: Okay, Phil.

Hank. Hey, Hank, what's the mater?

Hey, I need that line.

Hank. Wait a minute. Hey, Hank.

Hey, what's the matter, Phil?

Your partner, he's had a heart attack.

Heart attack?

Phil. Phil, are you okay?

Through the window,

up there I saw a man.

He was glowing

like he was on fire.

They were putting him into some kind of a tube.

- I swear, Phil. - Maybe you better let us take care--

Get out of here. I'll take care of him.

NARRATOR: The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring Roy Thinnes as architect David Vincent.

The invaders:

alien beings from a dying planet.

Their destination: the Earth.

Their purpose: to make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them.

For him, it began one lost night on a lonely country road,

looking for a shortcut that he never found.

It began with a closed, deserted diner

and a man too long without sleep to continue his journey.

It began with the landing of a craft from another galaxy.

Now David Vincent knows that the invaders are here.

That they have taken human form.

Somehow he must convince a disbelieving world

that the nightmare has already begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story:

Jack Lord,

Alfred Ryder,

and special guest star, Diana Hyland.

NARRATOR: David Vincent had read the story in the newspapers

how before he died,

a telephone lineman had described to his partner a glowing burning man.

The story was investigated by the police and promptly forgotten.

Seeking the truth, David Vincent travelled to Fort Scott, Florida,

headquarters of Vikor Enterprises

and perhaps headquarters for a people from an alien world.

Couldn't leave it alone, could you?

The other telephone lineman had to die, too, huh?

Accidents will happen, Mr. Vikor. He had an accident.

Well, I don't want any more accidents, is that understood?

I've had my bellyful of being questioned.

- The police seem satisfied. - Well, I'm not.

Look, Mr. Nexus,

killing hasn't bothered me in a long time, but stupidity does.

What would have you have had us do, Mr. Vikor?

Nothing. Nobody would have believed him, nobody did.

What happens next time somebody stumbles onto something?

I sincerely hope there won't be a next time.

Mr. Vikor, if it's your conscience that's bothering you--

I told you my reasons for objecting.

Well, if it is conscience,

try to remember the importance of what we're doing here

and your stake in it.

Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it.

You make it sound very attractive, Mr. Nexus.

But how do I know you'll keep your part of the bargain? How do I know?

You'll have all the power you could possibly use, Mr. Vikor. Take my word.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

I told you to hold my calls, Harriet.

Who?

Yeah, I'll take it.

Hello, sergeant. What's the problem?

Is she all right?

Yeah. I see. Yeah, I'll be right down.

You'll have to excuse me, Mr. Nexus. It's my wife.

She's had a little trouble.

I won't be long.

Whatever you say, Mr. Vikor.

GUARD: Yes, sir? - I'm looking for work.

Well, the personnel department isn't taking any applications right now.

If you care to leave your name and address.

Yes, Daniel Baxter.

I'm at the downtown Y.

Even if it's unskilled, I'm not fussy.

- Do you drive, Mr. Baxter? - Sure.

I may have something for you later on. I'll let you know.

Okay, fine.

I'm George Vikor. I understand my wife is here.

This way, Mr. Vikor.

She was doing almost 90 when we stopped her.

That's the second time in less than a month.

Are you gonna file charges?

Well, she's been drinking too. I'm pretty sure of it.

See what you can do, sergeant, huh?

- Hi. - What happened?

It was another long afternoon and you were lonely?

Oh, George, I only had two martinis.

Oh, George, you gotta tell me something.

Where am I headed for?

Devil's Island and 30 days on a rock pile?

- Now, I understand rock piles-- - Sherri, what's wrong with you?

You could've killed yourself out there.

Killed? Oh, George, why would I do a thing like that?

I mean, haven't I got everything that any woman would want?

I mean, I have a beautiful house and beautiful clothes

and all the beautiful money that money can buy.

I even recall having a husband once.

That's not fair.

Come on. I've gotta get back to the plant.

All right, George. You just run along and stop by any time you--

Sherri, be reasonable, will you? I left a top-level meeting to come here.

I thought you were the top level.

That's just the point. I am. I can't walk away from my obligations.

I've got hundreds of people working for me

and soon I'll have hundreds more.

One of these days, I'll hand you the world.

I'd settle just for you and me.

All set, Mr. Vikor.

Thank you, sergeant.

We're very grateful. Come on, let's go.

No rock pile?

Your husband has a lot of influence, Mrs. Vikor.

But next time, it may not help.

There won't be a next time, sergeant.

My wife won't be doing any driving for a while.

I won't be doing any driving?

How do you expect me to get around, on a skateboard?

Let me worry about that, huh?

My name is Daniel Baxter, the new chauffeur.

I'd like to see Mrs. Vikor.

I'll see if she can see you.

Come in.

There's a Mr. Baxter outside who says he's your new chauffeur.

What?

- Mr. Baxter? - Yes, ma'am.

My houseboy tells me you're my new chauffeur.

Oh, Mr. Vikor didn't telephone you?

No, he did not.

Well, I'm sure he meant to. He hired me only an hour ago.

Well, there's obviously been some misunderstanding.

Mr. Vikor, please.

You know, this is perfectly ridiculous. I don't need anyone to do my driving.

Harriet, this is Mrs. Vikor. Is my husband there?

Oh, when do you expect him?

No, that's all right. I'm having lunch with him. I'll see him later. Thank you.

Shall I drive you to the plant?

I am perfectly capable of driving myself. Thank you.

Oh, yes, ma'am, but Mr. Vikor gave me your keys

and I'm not to give them to you under any circumstances.

-Really? -Yes, ma'am.

Really?

Would you bring the car around to the front.

- I'll be down shortly. - Yes, ma'am.

- You wait here. I'll be awhile. - Yes ma'am. May I look around?

Sure. You've been here before, haven't you?

A couple of hours ago for my interview.

Do what you like. Don't go in the security building.

They're sensitive to strangers.

And call Chicago, Harriet. Tell them not to expect me.

The way things are happening, I'll never get out of here.

- Well. - Forgive me, darling.

I know you're busy, busy, busy, and I'm early, early, early.

But there is a little matter I'd like to discuss with you.

The chauffeur.

Now, you must admit, it's just a trifle silly.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Look, Sherri, I happen to love you very much.

I don't relish the idea of scraping you off the highway.

George.

Or bailing you out of a drunk tank.

That is sheer nonsense.

[INTERCOM BUZZING]

Yes? Well, tell Mr. Nexus I'll see him in a minute.

One of my new investors. He's only here for a few days.

I'm sorry, honey, but I can't keep him waiting.

Why not?

He's very important.

- So are you. - Yeah, maybe.

This time I'm not gonna settle for second or third best.

I'm going all the way. These people can make me the biggest,

- most influential man in the-- - The cemetery.

[INTERCOM BUZZING]

George, I don't understand this. They buzz, you jump.

Now, who are these people? What are they doing to you?

I've told you. They're foreign businessmen.

- They're here to-- NEXUS: I was afraid--

Mrs. Vikor. I was afraid that you had forgotten us.

Gentlemen.

- What's this all about? - Ask him, sir.

He says he's your chauffeur, Mr. Vikor.

That's right, he is.

He entered the plant with Mrs. Vikor at 11:47.

At 11:57, he was found in the security section.

What were you doing up there?

I was looking for your office, sir.

You were here this morning. My office is not in the security building.

I'm sorry, sir. I was lost. These buildings are all alike.

I was on my way to tell Mrs. Vikor that I was going to the gas station.

The car is out of gas.

When these storm troopers jumped me.

Sherri, will you excuse us a minute?

George, if you don't mind, I think I'll cancel lunch.

- Dan, will you drive me home? VIKOR: We won't keep him long.

I'd rather not wait.

I said we won't keep him long!

All right. Go ahead.

I questioned the man thoroughly this morning.

He's no professional. I'm sure of it.

If he was from the FBI or Air Force Intelligence,

he wouldn't have been caught that easily.

If you don't trust my judgement, Mr. Nexus,

why don't you check him out yourself.

Find out who he is and why he's here.

Whatever you say, Mr. Vikor.

If there's nothing else, I'll put the car away now.

There is something else.

- Would you like a drink? - No, thank you.

You lied about the gasoline, Dan.

I filled that tank myself last night.

The truth. Why were you in the security building?

A foolish mistake.

I don't believe you.

The lies you told. The way they treated you when you were caught.

The way my husband's been behaving, his phoney story about the investors.

I think he's manufacturing

something other than industrial machinery at that plant.

And I think you know what it is, that's why you're here.

All right.

Your husband is working for a foreign power.

They're planning a form of invasion.

Invasion?

What foreign power?

I can't tell you that.

What do you mean you can't tell me that?

You've just accused my husband of treason.

Now, Dan, you've got to be specific.

I can't accept some meaningless, empty charge.

They're alien beings.

Creatures from another planet. They're here now, trying to take over.

Your husband is helping them.

Specific enough?

Alien beings from another planet?

You don't really believe that, do you?

I've seen their spaceships.

- Who hasn't? Half the-- - I've seen them too.

Aren't you a privileged minority?

I'm not alone. Others have seen them.

They certainly keeping it a secret, aren't they?

- You've seen them too. - I've seen them?

At the plant. Some of them had mutated hands,

a crooked fourth finger.

I don't believe it. Why would George be helping them?

Ask him.

This is a stupid joke.

A stupid, tasteless joke.

I don't enjoy your sense of humour, Mr. Baxter. I think you better leave.

You wanted the truth.

Goodbye.

Dan. Dan, please...

Tell me what we can do to help him.

EDWARD [ON RECORDING]: This is Edward McEndrick, reporting to you

from a joint session of the state legislature.

In a moment, Sergeant George Vikor,

winner of the presidential medal of valour,

will be coming down the aisle to accept the congratulations

of the 98 representatives gathered here.

On October 23rd 1952,

Sergeant Vikor led, drove and forced his exhausted platoon to glory.

For three months, all attempts to take Hill 317 from the enemy had failed.

But on that bleak October morning, Sergeant Vikor did not fail.

Losing his entire platoon, he fought on alone to the top,

personally killing over 30 of the enemy.

And then, badly wounded himself, radioed battalion headquarters

that Hill 317 was ours.

Yes, it is a moment in history that can never be--

[CROWD CHEERING ON RECORDING]

Wait a minute, there he is.

Sergeant Vikor has just made his appearance.

[CROWD CHEERING ON RECORDING]

[REPLAYS RECORDING OF CROWD CHEERING]

[TURNS UP THE VOLUME]

- Good evening, Mrs. Vikor. - Good evening.

My husband's working late. He needs this.

- Could you take it to him? - Certainly.

Thank you.

[DOOR OPENING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

VIKOR: We're building up a heavy backlog on these tubes, Mr. Nexus.

I think we'll have enough for your new arrivals.

NEXUS: You think?

Mr. Vikor, thinking isn't good enough.

Without these tubes, my people cannot maintain their human form.

We've got to do more than think, Mr. Vikor. We've got to be sure.

Soon there will be thousands of my people here.

We must have your absolute guarantee

that you will fill the new production quotas.

All right, you've got it. But you've got to give me more--

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes? Yes, what is it, Harriet?

When did it come in?

Yes, I'll be right down.

Teletype just came in.

They've got some information on that chauffeur I hired.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

Yes, yes.

Real name: David Vincent, architect from Santa Barbara, California.

He's reported alien activities to police, newspapers and public officials.

Hello, this is Nexus. There's been some trouble.

Thanks.

Oh, officer, can you stop for a minute? I need your help.

Sure thing.

Climb in, Mr. Vincent.

[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]

SHERRI: Hello? - Mrs. Vikor?

Dan, where are you? I've been worried sick about you.

- Are you alone? - Yes, I am now.

But listen, they were here a while ago looking for you.

I think we ought to call the police.

Well, not these police. Some of them are aliens.

I can't hear you.

I said some of the local police are aliens.

We have to go to the FBI office in Miami.

Well, I'll call them for you.

Well, first, I have to get out of this area.

Will you give me some help? I need your car.

Okay, where are you?

A place called Wilson's Tavern.

Wilson's, Wilson's, Wilson's....

Oh, yes, I know where that is.

I'll leave right away. I'll be there in a half hour.

Are you all right?

Take this.

Thank you.

Let's go. I'll drive.

COP: All right, Mr. Vincent.

End of the line.

Vincent?

How did you know where to find me?

She told us.

You bugged my home.

- The police have no right to-- - It wasn't the police, ma'am.

In the car, Vincent.

VIKOR: All right, sergeant, I'll take care of these two.

COP: Sorry, Mr. Vikor. VIKOR: Let's go inside.

COP: Just a minute.

Mr. Nexus gave me specific orders that I was to--

I said I'd take care of this, sergeant.

COP: Keep an eye on the back door.

We'll wait, Mr. Vikor.

[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS]

This man broke into our plant, Sherri. Why are you helping him?

George, I know all about your foreign investors.

Why they are here and how you've been helping them.

What kind of poison have you been feeding her?

She knows what's going on at the plant.

The regeneration chamber, the tubes you're manufacturing.

That's what you told her, huh?

Your source of information is a psycho, Sherri.

His real name is David Vincent.

He's a mental case.

He's been treated for delusions and fantasies.

Tells wild stories about things that simply don't exist.

Take her to the plant, Vikor. Third floor, security building.

Show her how crazy I am.

The man is sick, Sherri. He's sick.

I'd like to go to the plant, George.

Now.

Why, George?

Why are you doing this awful thing?

For you.

I want you to have everything.

- I had everything, remember? - Don't you understand, Sherri?

They'll be running this planet, and we'll be right on top with them.

We'll have everything we ever wanted.

Excellent terms. All you have to do is sell out the human race.

Yeah, our precious human race.

Liars, phoneys, hypocrites.

When I came back from Korea, I was the big war hero.

Medals, interviews, all kinds of fancy promises

until I really needed help.

All I asked for was a small loan to start a crummy sheet metal shop.

George, don't.

That's when I got my lesson in humanity.

They told me a guy with a wooden leg and a plate in his head

was a lousy financial risk.

"Sorry, chum, business is business."

The only place you can borrow money

on a medal of valour is in a hock shop.

Their promises are as phoney as they are.

So I made a promise of my own.

I swore that someday, somehow, I'd be the man in charge.

I'd be the one to say no.

It's nice you'll be the man in charge.

You can see your wife has a proper funeral.

She knows too much about them. They'll kill her.

They wouldn't dare.

They wouldn't touch her. I'll see to that.

How?

You wanted the world, now you've got it.

What are you gonna do? Give it to them or destroy them?

- No, no, they'd destroy me first. - They're gonna do that anyway.

They're gonna do that anyway, after they've finished using you.

Now, you've got every piece of evidence we need to get rid of them.

George, help us. You're the only one who can.

Sherri, I swear to you, I never thought you'd be in danger.

- I never realised-- - Then do something about it.

We're running out of time.

All right.

All right, but it might take some doing. You'll have to trust me.

Let me do it my way, make it look good.

Otherwise, they'll kill both of you right now.

DAVID: Just give me enough time to get to the FBI.

Come on, let's go.

Take Mr. Vincent to the plant, sergeant.

Make sure nothing happens to him.

- I'm sorry. Mr. Nexus told me to-- - I said take him to the plant.

We need him for questioning. Keep him under guard in my office

until you hear from me or Mr. Nexus.

All right, Vincent, let's go.

Will he be all right?

I told you to trust me.

Come on, I'll take you home. We'll send for your car later.

George, you are going to go through with this, aren't you?

Do you think I'd let anything happen to you?

What about David Vincent?

He'll be all right.

Why don't you go upstairs now and get some rest.

I'll call Mr. Nexus and get this settled.

Okay.

Sherri.

The things you found out tonight--

The things I've done, I--

George.

After tonight, nothing matters at all.

Nothing.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

What are you doing here?

I was just about to call you.

I've got David Vincent under guard at the plant.

And your wife?

She's upstairs. Why?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Where do you think you're going?

No. No!

I'm not gonna let you do it. You've got no right.

You've got Vincent. Now, what do you want with my wife?

Look, she'll give you no more trouble.

SHERRI: George, when are you coming up?

- Take your hands off her. NEXUS: Mr. Vikor.

- Take your hands off her! NEXUS: Mr. Vikor!

We must all make sacrifices.

I delivered Vincent, didn't I? Isn't that enough?

Now, tell them to leave her alone.

There'll be no pain. It'll be a simple suicide.

An unhappy woman who drank too much and drove too fast

and finally turned on the gas.

Dear God, George, help me.

George, what are you doing?

I can't let you do it.

Must I...

remind you of the rewards that lie ahead?

Wealth and power beyond your wildest dreams.

A slave population of billions, but you won't be a slave.

You'll be a master.

You're a very sensible man, Mr. Vikor.

How can you possibly give up so much for so little?

SHERRI: George?

Help!

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Yes.

We'll take care of it immediately.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GAS HISSING]

[DOOR RATTLING]

Sherri?

Sherri.

Come on, Sherrie.

SHERRI: George.

George, please help me.

DAVID: Breathe deeply. Come on, breathe deeply.

Deep breaths.

[SHERRI INHALES]

Deep breaths.

Hello, George?

Yeah, she's all right. I got here just in time.

It was a good idea giving me that gun.

Right. Right. You just let them think that I'm responsible.

The government wants you to remain undercover.

You're the key man, George.

You're the only one who can help destroy them.

George,

Sherri sends her best.

DAVID [ON RECORDING]: Hello, George?

Yeah, she's all right.

I got here just in time.

It was a good idea giving me that gun.

Right. Right. You just let them think that I'm responsible.

The government wants you to remain undercover.

You're the key man, George.

You're the only one who can help destroy them.

George,

Sherri sends her best.

No.

He's lying! He's framing me, can't you understand that?

I didn't betray you.

He's framing me, can't you see that?

I didn't betray you! I didn't! It's obvious--

[GRUNTING]

Any luck?

Nothing.

They destroyed every shred of evidence in the security building.

Do you think they'll keep after us?

No. Not anymore.

Now that your husband is....

You know, the police said he died of a cerebral haemorrhage.

It's not true. He started dying years ago when he was given these.

It takes a lot of courage to get one of those.

And to do what you did.

Well, I have to go.

Where?

Wherever they went.

How long are you going to go on like this?

As long as it takes.

Goodbye.

David?

Goodbye.

NARRATOR: As the invaders move, so does David Vincent.

For they must be stopped.

They must be exposed.

And if he doesn't do it, who will?

Post-traitement : OggiWan