All language subtitles for 04 - Expanding Human

As far back as educated
men have recorded their history,

veils have been lowered to
disclose a vast new reality.

Rents in the fabric
of man's awareness.

And somewhere in the endless
search of the curious mind,

lies the next vision,

the next key
to his infinite capacity.

All right, there.
You!

There is nothing
wrong with your television set.

Do not attempt
to adjust the picture.

We are controlling
transmission.

For the next hour, we will control
all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience
the awe and mystery.

Which reaches
from the inner mind to...

The outer limits.

I've been coroner here
for a long time,

but I don't get this one.

It looks like death
from suffocation.

Well, how could that be?
What could suffocate him?

Well, that's it. There's
certainly no sign of struggle.

Well, it may turn out to be
something else, of course.

Well, when you get
that worked out,

I wish you'd tell me
what pulled that door off.

You mean, a person
couldn't do it?

I don't think 5 people
could do it, maybe not 10.

Then what
could it be?

Beats me.

The only thing I can figure
is a rope attached to a truck.

Or hydraulic equipment.

There's no way to get
a straight pull on a rope.

Hydraulic equipment would
leave marks of some kind.

Either where it was anchored or on the
door, and there aren't any marks.

I think
this covers it.

Oh, thank you.

Hmm.

Nothing seems to be missing
but supplies, apparently.

Oh, I'm sorry. This is
my brother-in-law,

Dr. Clinton,
my associate here.

This is
Lt. Branch.

How do you do?
Hi.

And Dr. Leland,
isn't it?

Yeah.
Doctor.

This is all Greek to me,
Dr. Wayne.

What are these? Chemicals
or drugs or something?

More or less, yes.

You were in charge
of that scientific project

when those students and professors
were expelled last month

for taking drugs that
made them go into trances

and, uh, see visions
and so forth?

Your description is what
the press made out of that.

And what we had done,
lieutenant,

was to establish definitely,
for the first time,

through careful experiments,

that man, at present,
is using only a fraction

of his brain capacity.

Uh, especially
in the field of awareness.

And that certain drugs
are powerful devices

for expanding this awareness
toward its real possibilities.

But the fact is

that a lot of people
were expelled.

Well, hardly a lot.

2 instructors
and 4 graduate students.

And they weren't expelled,
as you put it.

They wanted to continue experiments
outside of our jurisdiction.

So it seemed better to let the
instructors take a leave of absence

and suspend the students until
everything could be worked out,

as I'm sure it will be.

If you do talk
to the press, lieutenant, I...

I hope you don't tie
this in with the other,

since there is
no connection, of course.

But it does tie in with the other one,
doesn't it? The same drugs were stolen.

Oh, no. No. A great many
things were stored here.

If you consult the list,
lieutenant,

you'll find that the thief took many
additional things besides C.E. Substances.

C.E.?

Consciousness expanding.

I'd sure like to talk to
those students and professors.

Do you have their names
and addresses?

Dr. Clinton
will get them for you.

Any of them
live in town?

Well, 2 of the students do, I
think, and both of the instructors.

As a matter of fact, Harry Akada
lives in the same place that I do.

I'll start with
prof. Akada.

Oh, it's Mr. Akada,
by the way.

He's an instructor,
not a professor.

If you come with me.

Pardon me, ma'am?

Yes?

Are you the manager,
ma'am?

Yes.

I'm Lt. Branch. Is this
Mr. Akada's apartment next door?

Well, that's right.

Is anything wrong?

No, I just wanted to talk to
him, and he doesn't answer

and I wondered if you knew
where I might find him.

No, I didn't see him
go out.

You have a key,
don't you?

I have a search warrant.

All right.

Oh, boy.

What is it?
What's going on?

Oh, Dr. Clinton,
I-it's Mr. Akada.

He's dead.

Just dead, like that.

Dr. Clinton,
what are you...

Oh, that's right,
this is where you live.

Yes, right over there.

You say, Mr. Akada
came in about 9:30.

Do you know whether
he was alone or not?

Well,
I... I'm not sure.

Try to remember, it's
important for us to know.

Well, he could
have been or not.

I mean, I think...

Oh, that is, I know
I heard voices.

Th-the walls here
aren't very thick.

But he still could
have been alone...

Talking to himself.
He did that sometimes.

Oh.

Well, what is it?
What happened to him?

That's what the coroner
wants to find out.

So far he hasn't found any
indication of cause of death.

We'll have to wait
for an autopsy.

I'm sorry, Dr. Clinton.
I didn't mean to startle you.

Your landlady said you might be
here and there was something...

Well, something I thought
you might not remember.

And I didn't want to go
to the police.

There's been
so much trouble, already.

Well, that's very thoughtful
of you, morrow.

It's, uh, bad enough as it is. Why
don't you come inside and we'll talk?

Well, no. I'd...
I'd rather it was just you.

Do you remember, a couple of months
ago, some of us were talking to you?

You know, just
speculating, you know.

And Mr. Akada said that

since we know we can
expand the consciousness,

if we had the right substance,
why not the whole being?

You know, the strength,
intelligence,

E.S.P., maybe everything.

Did you try anything
along those lines?

Oh, no!

But the possibility
crossed my mind, you see,

that Mr. Akada did.

And that he might have made
some mistake or something.

Well, I don't see
how this could kill him,

but I thought that...

Well, if it could cause death
that you'd know.

And if there were any reason to, you
could go to the police and, well...

If it ever got out
that anyone had even discussed

an idea like this,

it could hurt us
immeasurably.

Also, I'm quite sure that no
modification of a C.E. Drug

could cause death,

unless you simply added
an outright poison.

But I'll certainly remember
everything that you told me.

And, uh, thanks.

You're welcome,
Dr. Clinton.

Yeah, thanks again.

Hi, Sis.

Anything in the paper?

They're full of it.

I ran into Morrow outside.

Lee Morrow?
What did he want?

Oh, he had some
wild theory about Akada.

If he did die of a drug
or some poison,

the autopsy would
disclose that, wouldn't it?

I should think so.

If it's anything at all
common, certainly.

You don't think this could be connected
with the C.E. Experiment, do you?

Oh, I don't see
how it could.

With all respect to Akada,
I certainly hope it wasn't.

I can't think of anything that
could be worse for us right now.

Hey, wait a minute.
What is this?

What's going on here?

No, I don't know
what happened.

No, I don't know
what caused it.

And no, I was not
taking any drugs.

Strange, exotic
or otherwise.

Now... now, can we
stop going over it?

I'm sorry, Mr. Akada,

but we're just trying to
find out what's going on.

That's our business.

Of course,
I know that.

But I've told you
everything I know.

I ate dinner at Chico's
Wednesday night,

I left about 9:00 and I
woke up here this morning.

That's all I know.

Now, don't you think
I'm a little bit curious, too?

After all, I was the one that
was in suspended animation,

or whatever
you all called it.

Look, going over it
and over it and over it,

is not gonna
clarify anything.

OK, thank you.

He's right
about the time.

I just talked
to the restaurant.

Have you ever known anybody that
induced suspended animation?

Or have you read about it,
or gone into it at all?

Of course I have.

But that's
as far as it goes.

And you're sure that you took
no drugs of any kind that day?

That's right.
I'm sure.

I took none whatsoever.

Mr. Akada...

I'm still
pretty foggy on, uh...

The C.E. Drugs
and everything.

What do you mean
by expanding consciousness?

Do you see visions?

Perhaps visions are involved,

but it becomes a question, you see, of
whether what we see in everyday life

is reality
and all of it,

or whether reality
is actually

our vastly improved perception

in these so-called visions.

I'm afraid,
I still don't get it.

I know it.

Um, let's... let's make a comparison.
Not a literal one.

Let's say,
you see a leaf falling.

In expanded consciousness,

I see all leaves falling.

In time past...

In time to come...

I... I not only see
their origin,

but their development,

their destination,

their continuing,

their ever-changing,

never-ending role
in everything.

Can I call
my girl?

Um...

Yeah.

Hello, Peter, Roy.

You know Mark,
don't you?

Yes. Hello, Mark.
Mark.

Lieutenant.

Dr. Wayne.

Sit down, won't you?

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Lt. Branch has a question
or 2 he'd like to ask you

before I say anything,
so, uh...

Dr. Clinton, where were
you Wednesday night?

The reason the
lieutenant asks is that.

Mark saw something
Wednesday night that...

Why don't you
tell them, Mark?

Well, Wednesday night,
Dr. Clinton,

I was cutting across
the campus and I saw...

Well, it was dark
when I saw your face.

It looked like you.

Of course,
I couldn't swear to it,

I mean, I didn't actually see you
come out of Henry annex, but...

It was at the right time.

Well, I mean, I... I... I know you didn't
do anything, Dr. Clinton, but...

I mean, the door and all,
how could you?

It's just that,
if it was you...

And you could
remember something,

it would be helpful.

Well, you did absolutely the
right thing, of course, Mark.

You had no way of knowing
you were mistaken.

Now, lieutenant...

Yes?

There's something
that, um,

well, it may
sound fantastic,

but it is possible, so perhaps
it should be considered.

What's that, Roy?

Now, this would have been on the front
page if it hadn't been for Akada.

Here.

"In Las Vegas last night,

"a player was searched
for a hidden computer

"because of the excessive
number of his bets.

"Now, they found nothing,

but he won over $2,000
in less than an hour."

So?

And here...

"A man, whose car went off
the road and turned over,

"pinning him under it,
on the Las Vegas highway,

"reported that
a passing motorist stopped,

lifted the car off of him and then
went on, saying that he'd get help."

Now, that crap shooter

watched the game for an hour
before he made a bet.

And I think he was keeping
track, mentally, of every throw.

Computing the possible odds
on every bet on that table

as he went along.

And then betting, when those
odds gave him the edge.

Now, this is something that only a
complex computer could normally handle.

And I think that there's
some likelihood

that he, and the man
who lifted the car,

and the man who killed
our night watchman

are the same person.

Well, it seems far fetched, but I
have to admit, it is possible.

Well, if someone
has hit on this,

he must be found.
We've had one murder,

no telling what will
happen next.

Well...

I'll check it out,

that whole Las Vegas bit.

Gentlemen.

I, uh, I better
be going, too.

Oh, Mark...

I'm sure you won't discuss what
you heard here today with anyone.

No, sir.
Absolutely not.

I take it you're both familiar
with the name Hart Bellaire.

He's on the board of trustees
at the university, isn't he?

He's also a very influential
member of a group of 10 men

who are about to donate $3 million
to our science department.

During our recent disciplinary
problems with your branch, Peter,

he was rather aggressively in favor of
doing away with the whole C.E. Project.

I think I told you that.

Yes, sir.

Well...

The president heard
from him again this morning.

As a result of everything,

he's now violently
insistent upon this.

Now, we may be able
to bring him around.

But if we are forced
to make a decision between...

$3 million and your project, I think
you know what the decision will be.

I just want to give you
some advance notice.

Thank you.

Hello?

Oh, Peter,
can you come over?

There's something...

Well, something
we should talk about.

Well, I could.

I was just leaving
for Auburn.

My lawn mower finally
conked out entirely.

They're having a sale
over there at Ackbar.

Could it wait till
this afternoon?

Well, Peter, I don't know, you
see, it's something that...

Roy?

Roy?

You OK, Roy?

Oh, I should think it could.

I don't see why not.
It's waited this long.

Fine. We'll see you
tonight, anyway.

Oh, I guess not.
We're going out.

I'll tell you.

I'll stop by on my way back
this afternoon, OK?

Sure. Fine.

Oh, sure, that's fine.

Bye.

Hi, Sue.

I'm in Santa Verde now.

The stuff they had
at Ackbar was junk,

so I thought I'd come back through
here and see what I could find.

Just want to let you know
I'd be a little late.

OK, honey. But try not to be too late.
We're due at the Walton's at 4:00.

Oh, I'll be home
in plenty of time to change.

Well, just don't buy out the hardware
store, like you did last Saturday.

OK, sweetheart,
I promise, bye-bye.

Floor, please.
19.

Sorry, sir,
the 19th floor is private.

You'll have to go through the
18th floor reception offices.

I said the 19th floor.

Yes, sir.

Roy?

I want to see
Mr. Belairre.

Great many people
want to see Mr. Belairre.

I'm afraid you'll have to go through
the 18th floor receptionist.

I want to see Mr. Belairre.

Of course.

He's right in there.

Yes, I've been getting
a busy signal.

Would you check
that number, please?

That line
is out of order, sir.

All right, thank you.

What's the hurry?

I gotta get to the doctor
across the street.

What happened?

It's Mr. Belairre.

Looks like he's dead.

That man you took upstairs
a few minutes ago...

I didn't take anybody up.

At least not
for the last half-hour.

Are you the doctor?

No.

I was wondering...

The man who came up last,
would you recognize him again?

I... I don't know
what you mean.

There hasn't been anybody
up here since before noon.

Roy?

Peter, I'm so glad
you're here.

Where have you been?

Just out for a walk.

That is, just now.
Before that...

There's something
I want to show you.

Where did you
get those?

I don't know.

And, Peter, I don't know,
I don't really remember

where I was
or what I was doing

from 10:00 this morning until
about a half an hour ago.

I've a feeling that I was
reading and maybe took a nap.

But, you see, I can't remember
what I read if anyth...

What's the matter?

Roy,

do you remember being in
Santa Verde this afternoon?

No.

I followed somebody
into the...

Belairre building there,
thinking it was you.

He went up
in the elevator.

No one remembered
even seeing him.

And, Roy,

Hart Belairre is dead.

Murdered.

What's happening?

Don't you
remember anything?

Roy, you've got to try.

I have tried.

Do you think
it could be...

That it could have been you...

In Las Vegas,
and this afternoon?

Yes.

I'm very much afraid
that it was.

Some version of you,
at least.

We've got to get
to the bottom of this, Roy.

Some way,
find out, stop it.

Yeah, we do. This is horrible.
If only...

If there is
a drug involved, Peter,

there must be something around
here to give us a lead.

Formulas, if we search.

Now, you look in here and, uh,
I'll look in the kitchen.

Roy.

This must be
the formula.

Roy.

Roy.

Ignore what I said before, Peter.
I was in a depressive state.

The transition's
much quicker this way.

I've never taken
2 so close together before.

But don't worry,

it won't take long
for you.

You look puzzled,
Peter.

Oh, then you're still
playing Peter Wayne.

But don't worry,

it'll all be crystal clear as
soon as you've crossed over.

Consciousness expanding.

Properly induced C.E.
Will give a subject

full awareness of capabilities
never known before.

The night watchman.
And Belairre...

You.

No remorse now.

Oh, Belairre
was cutting off our funds.

It's too bad
about the night watchman.

Wasn't necessary
to kill him, as it turned out.

But I wasn't certain
about the hypnosis then.

It's not important, though.

Not important...

That you killed a man
you didn't have to?

Just a few minutes ago
you were deeply concerned.

That was Roy.

Peter, the watchman wasn't going
to live forever, you know.

So what difference does it make
whether it's 20 minutes or 20 years,

since neither amounts to the
faintest echo of the tiniest whisper

in the thunder
of time?

Now, let's get on with it.

You must realize that I can't let
you leave, as things are now.

In here.

Now, we'll have to start
bringing you over,

so we can spend as much time as
possible together on this trip.

The doses have been somewhat
shorter for me the last time or 2.

Do forgive me, Peter.

One forgets, you see,
and it's a constant temptation

to use your full potential.

I have no doubts
about you at all, Peter,

once you've crossed over.

With your vast knowledge
and physical fitness,

you should end up
higher than I on this side.

Also, I'm sure
you'll be extremely valuable

in devising techniques
for execution.

You have more
executions in mind?

Oh, thousands, I'd say.

But don't worry about that. We'll
enlist other colleagues, of course,

as many as we need. After
meticulous screening, naturally.

Well, now, Peter, if you'll just
toss this off, you'll shortly...

It's the manager,
Mrs. Merrell, about you.

Peter, if you don't
try to communicate with her,

she'll be quite safe,
do you understand?

I'll be quiet.

Good.

And, Peter,

don't try to pour out the drink
and replace it with water.

I'll know if you do.

Mrs. Merrell.

Yes.

I can't ask you in, I just
stepped out of the shower.

What is it?

Uh, well, I've got
your sister on my phone.

She said your line
kept being busy.

Uh, she thought your phone
might be off the hook.

Oh, the phone is on the hook,
it must be out of order.

Oh, well, she's wondering
I-if Dr. Wayne was here.

Would you please tell her for me
that I haven't seen Dr. Wayne.

But I'll have him call her
if he shows up.

All right,
I'll tell her.

Now then, if you'd care
to sample this,

I promise that you will
be charmed with its effect.

You may find it slightly
reminiscent of cucumbers, in fact.

A characteristic I'm unable
to account for at the moment.

But it's not bad at all.

And you'll also find

that it will lead you
into a world

whose glory is magnificently
beyond anything you've ever known.

I don't want to.

I don't want to do it.

Well, you will next time.

And obviously,
you must this time,

since only that
will make you an ally.

And I can't let you go free
as an enemy, can I?

Mrs. Wayne?
Yes.

I'm Lt. Branch. Is, uh,
is Dr. Wayne at home?

No, he isn't.
Uh, please come in.

Oh, thanks.

Do you have any idea
where I might find him?

No, I'm really beginning
to get worried.

He was due here
hours ago.

Is anything wrong?

Might he be
at Dr. Clinton's place?

I called my brother.

Well, thanks, ma'am.

Lieutenant, has
anything else happened?

Another murder.

Mr. Belairre.

Oh.

The same modus operandi,
suffocation.

Not a single mark
on the body.

Do you think...

I'm ready to think
anything now, Mrs. Wayne.

I'm going over
to your brother's place.

If you hear from your husband, please ask
him to get in touch with me immediately.

The first time that
I drank the formula,

I picked up a Spanish text
I wanted to start on.

And, Peter, I learned Spanish
in 2 hours.

And it's so easy

and so much fun
to use yourself

that you have to be
constantly on guard

against doing things in public
that might seem too spectacular.

Physically, as well
as mentally.

I can put a skewer
through both cheeks

and through both arms, like Hindus,
and not one drop of blood...

Up to now, you had no idea
of the other you?

You call him Roy.

Oh, I could never
let him know about me.

He's too traditionally moralistic,
too shallow-thinking.

He'd probably never
let me return.

So I had only to direct

that he never remember
anything about me,

and give him
a post-hypnotic suggestion

for when I wanted him
to bring me back, including

a direction to bring me back any
time he began to worry about things.

Then this afternoon,

with the elevator man,
the receptionist,

you hypnotized them to eliminate
you from their memory.

All it takes
is a look and a quiet word.

And you don't have
to learn it, you know.

Now, Peter, you're going to think of
all this as a study in technique.

What technique?

For the executions?

All this contention. You
should have responded by now.

Well, we'll just have
to increase your dose.

Come on.

But don't you see, you'd be doing
exactly what you say you're fighting.

Killing, using force, because
you're certain you're right.

But it wouldn't be
the same thing,

because we'd be
advocating nothing.

Forcing nothing.

There are many strong men
in the world today

fighting for tolerance,
compassion, wisdom,

for your right to be
different, to be wrong even.

They wouldn't be touched,

only the dogmatists,
the infallible.

But that's trying
to play god.

You just can't do that.

Why not,
if god's too busy?

Who's to say that it's not his
will, that we're not his agents?

It's Lt. Branch.
Come with me.

Open the door
and let him in.

And for your own sake,
don't try anything.

Dr. Wayne, I had
an idea you might be here.

You called your wife?
She's kind of worried.

Lieutenant, is there
something in your eye?

You look so sleepy.

Yes, you are, aren't you?

You're in a deep...
Don't listen to him.

Don't look at him,
he'll hypnotize you.

What...

Put up your hands.

I said, put up your hands.

You see, I have
an advantage over you.

I don't bleed
and you do.

Can you hear me
out there?

If you care anything about the
lieutenant and Dr. Wayne,

you'd better answer.

Yeah, I... I hear you.

All right.

Just stay there
and keep quiet

or they'll both be killed.
Do you understand?

Yes, I understand.

Peter, you really
complicated things this time,

and I'm very angry.

We're gonna have to take this
with us and continue later.

I'm not gonna
lose you now.

But where? You've been shot.
You can't go any place.

You see any blood?

All right, let's go.

I'll last.

I'll be all right as soon as we get some
place where we can make the drinks again.

Let's go.

And, Peter,

don't try
anything foolish.

It will involve others,
too, you know.

All right.

Hold it.

We're coming out.

If there's a false move
from anyone,

both the lieutenant and
Dr. Wayne will die instantly,

and that'll be
only the beginning.

All right.

Don't worry, Peter.
I'm not gonna lose you now.

We're not giving up now.

We have too much to do
and it's too important.

Peter.

What have I done?

Well, I couldn't find
anything around.

Too bad those bottles
in his pocket were broken.

He didn't tell you
anything about this drug?

You have no inkling whatever
about the formula?

None whatsoever.

Well, it's a shame.
Great loss to science.

Yes.

Yes, perhaps it is.

Lieutenant, you'd better
get me to a hospital,

this drug is starting
to take effect.

Some success, some failure,

but either way, the gnawing
hunger to know is never sated,

and the road to the unknown
continues to be dark.

And strange.

We now return control
of your television set to you.

Until next week,
at the same time,

when the control voice
will take you to...

The outer limits.