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There is a fifth dimension beyond tha t which is known to man.

It is a dimension as fastas space and as timelessas infinity.

It is the middle ground between lightand shadovll,

between science and s upers tit/on,

and it lies between the pit of man's fears,

and the summit of his knowledge.

This is the dimension of ima Gina tion.

It is anarea which we call the twilight zone.

Let's see you pay for your drink

in your own inimitable fashion, huh?

A song, denton.

How about it?

5 how dry I... 5

come on now. Come on, denton.

Get up.

Come on, denton.

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fl howdryiamfl

Charlie, can't you break that up?

Fl nobodyknows fl

I don't like it any more than you do.

The misery they give that guy out there.

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Come on, let's go in and have some music, men.

Portrait of a town drunk named al denton.

This is a man who's begun his dying Earl y.

A long, agonizing route through a maze of bottles.

Al den ton, who would probabl y give

anarm or a leg or a part of his soul

to ha ve another chance. To be able to rise up

and shake the dirt from his body

and the bad dreams tha t infes t his consciousness.

In the parlance of the times, this is a peddler.

A ra ther fanciful -I ooking little man

ina black frock coa t.

And this is the third principal character of our s Tory.

Its function,

perhaps to give Mr. Al denton his second chance.

How you doing, al?

How do, miss Smith?

You packing a gun now?

This isn't mine.

I found it right over there.

Somebody must have dropped it.

You were pretty good with a gun in your day, weren't you?

Tha t wasa long time ago, miss Smith.

Well, you know something?

This is the first time I've held a gun since...

I can't remember how long it's been.

Too much of that, isn't it?

Yep.

Why, al?

Why do you have to drink so much?

I really don't know.

I just got the habit one day and kept to it.

Wait a minute, boys.

Here we go again, fellas.

Let's hear our little songbird.

Hey, denton!

Three ohoruses of ”how dry iam. ”

Let's hear it!

Al, don't do it.

He'll give me a drink, miss Smith.

The devil with him. I can give you one, too,

and you won't have to do that for it.

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All right.

Come on, rumm y. Go on and get your drink

you been a good boy.

Wait a minute, denton.

Hey, gunner!

Hey! Where did you get the artillery?

I... found it

I found it right over there in the street.

Is that a fact?

Hey.

Bet it's a long time since you used one of those, huh, rummy?

Yeah. A long time.

Maybe you could use it now.

Yeah. Maybe you could even outdraw me.

No, I wouldn't know how to use it anymore.

Well, le t's see you try.

Come on. You and me will draw.

All right, cut it out. I t's no t f unn yan ymore.

Get away, Liz. We're having a showdown here.

Come on, gunner.

Dan, stop it!

Dan, Liz is right.

Go on back to the bar.

Can't you see we got private business here?

Listen, Dan.

Come on.

Come on out here.

Come on, rummy.

Come on!

I'm going to give you a break, rumm y.

I'm going to do it left-handed.

Miss Smith, tell him.

Please tell him.

Please, miss Smith. Explain to him...

Miss Smith, please tell him it was an accident.

I don't want any trouble. Mr. Hotaling.

That was shooting, al!

Come in and get a drink. It's on the house.

Did you get your eye back, al?

You been practicing or something?

I ain't seen shooting like that. Since I don't know when.

Against hotaling too.

It isn't even mine.

Drinks on the house!

Hey, rummy!

Face me, denton!

It was an accident, Mr. Hotaling.

I'm gonna get this right in your stomach.

Dan, give him a break.

I didn't mean to...

I didn't even mean to...

I didn't even mean to...

Mr. Denton, maybe you'd let us buy you a drink.

What did you call me?

Uh, I didn't mean no offense.

I just asked you what you called me.

Nothing. Nothing, Mr. Denton.

I didn't call you anything.

That's what you called me.

Mr. Denton.

He called me mister, Charlie.

Here you are, al.

No, thanks.

I've had enough.

I think I'll go out and get a shave.

And don't call me rummy anymore!

Al?

I think everything's going to beall right now

understand?

Charlie says you're as good with a gun now as you ever were.

That's what Charlie says, huh?

I was good.

I was real good.

I was so good that, once a day

someone would ride into town

to make me prove it.

And every morning

I'd start my drinking a few minutes earlier

until one morning

the guy who asked me to prove it

turned out to be 16 years old.

I left him there on his face

right there in front of the saloon.

I left him there, bleeding to DEA th

with my bullet in him.

I guess it'll start all over again now.

Every fast and fancy man who owns a gun

will come riding in down that street.

Only this time, it'll be me face down

bleeding to death.

I think I'll go in and get a shave.

I want to look proper on the day I die.

A tall man. Doesn't usually wear his gun.

Blond hair.

Who does that describe?

It describes a man named al denton.

He supposed to be top gun here. Would that be you?

That would be me.

I gota message for you, denton,

coming from Pete Grant.

Well, let's hear the message.

He'll be in town tomorrow night at 10:00.

He'll meet you over in the saloon.

You tell him,

you tell him there's no call.

Tell Mr. Grant I'll be there tomorrow night.

I'll wait for his pleasure.

It's just what it'll be.

It didn't take any time at all.

Just time enough for one shave.

Evening, Mr. Denton.

I can't use anything.

How's that?

I can't use anything.

You're a peddler, aren't you?

Oh, yes. Dealer in everything.

Utensils, herbs, medicine, liniments and tonics.

Farm implements, clothing,

and po tions.

Oh, yes. Potions.

Kind of a sideline, you might say.

Fate's the name. Henry j. Fate.

And you're al denton.

And you're running away.

You shouldn't, you know.

You shouldn't run away.

I shouldn't.

Yeah. I guess you're right.

I shouldn't run away.

I should stay here and get shot to death.

I guess that's what I should do.

Curse this thing.

Curse the moment I found it.

No, no, no.

Don't curse it, Mr. Den ton.

Use it.

Here.

This is one of my potions.

You might call it that, or an elixir.

Either way, it'll help solve

your problem, Mr. Den ton.

I call tha t my fast gun de vel oper.

Man who drinks tha t becomes the fastest of the fast.

You'll beable to shoota hole

through a sil ver dollar in mid-air

a ta hundred feet or better without even aiming.

It's guaranteed to last for ten seconds.

Ten seconds?

And after that?

Well, after that, the user's on his own.

Here. Try it.

Well, test the merchandise, so to speak.

Go ahead.

Proof of the pudding.

Go ahead.

Drink it.

There's your target, Mr. Denton.

Go ahead. Draw on it.

Draw on it!

[Gunshofl

six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

There you go, Mr. Den ton.

Now tha t gun probabl y wouldn't be any more use to you

thana bottle would be toa bull. Here.

Drink this two seconds after 10:00 in the night.

Just at the moment Mr. Grant walks into the saloon.

How much do I owe you?

Oh, there's no charge for this.

You might call this... Just a service.

That's what it is.

Just a service of Henry j. Fate

just so you might remember sometime

the night fate stepped in.

You want a drink, al?

How about you, doc?

That would be Grant.

You denton?

That's right.

I hear you're supposed to be fast.

You got a good chance to find out.

Iaim to.

Step away from the bar, please, Mr. Denton.

And draw.

This is a push, boys.

No winner.

Yeah, you won't be shooting anymore with that hand, al.

Not anymore.

Couple of fingers are going to be stiff, too.

But that don't make any difference.

The way you stood up there,

that will be something to tell your grandchildren about.

And the way it looks now, you'll live to have some.

Just like me.

You'll never be able

to fire a gun again in anger.

You're blessed, son.

We've both been blessed.

He's lucky.

He learned it early.

Did you get him, Pete?

No more than he got me.

Mr. Henr y fa te.

Dealer in u tens/ls and pots and pans

lin/men ts and po tions.

A fanciful little man ina black frock coa t

who can helpa man climbing out of a pit

or another man from falling into one.

Because, you see, fa te can work tha t way

in the twil igh t zone.

Rod serl lng, the crea Tor of twilight zone

will tell you about next week's s Tor y

after this word from our sponsor.

And noi/I/, Mr. Serl/ng.

This motion picture projector and this film

provide a background on next week's story

when a most distinguished actress takes a journey into the twilight zone.

Ida lupino stars in the 16' mill/meter shrine,

a haunting story of a haunted woman

that I think you'll find interesting and perhaps shocking.

We hope you'll join us then. Thank you and good night.

Be sure to see the fun filled famil ylife

of one of america's grea test enter tainers, the Danny Thomas show

monda y nights over mos t of these s ta tions.

Bought to you tonight by the coffee with the best of the coffee beans

aroma, fla vor, but not caffeine.

New aroma -roa s t sa nka coffee.

I shouldn't, well, just another little piece.

Girls, girls, let's discuss our benefit party.

Well, I love bridge... oh, dear!

Girls, I shouldn't have used those paper napkins

they always slide off your lap.

Pardon this intrusion, ladies.

Oh, he has such darling manners, the Butler.

Madam, this occasion calls for kleenex table napkins.

The napkins of quality that won't slide off your lap.

Well, I ook! They do cling like cloth.

And notice, madam, kleenex table napkins

now come in a new table server box,

just fold ba ck in the center,

and you get two napkin servers, one to keep on the table,

and the other in reserve.

Wha ta smart idea!

Hm, and they're so soft.

I hate that scratchy kind.

Girls, kleenex table napkins really do

cling like cloth.