All language subtitles for The Twilight Zone - S04xE04 - Hes Alive

[eerie music]

You unlock this door
With the key of imagination.

Beyond it
1s another dimension--

A dimension of sound,

A dimension of sight,

A dimension of mind.

You're moving into a land
Of both shadow and substance,

Of things and ideas.

You've just
Crossed over into...

The twilight zone.

[meows]

Man:
The economy of our world,
Now, then, and forever,

Have always found

The insidious breed
Of international bankers.

These are the worshippers
Of the purse.

[laughs]

Their religion
Is monetary gain.

Their shrine is gold.

Their loyalties, first,

Foremost, and primarily,

Deal with money.

What's wrong with that?

Examine the phenomenon
Of foreign control.

You examine it,

And you will note
With absolute clarity

That the lines lead
Directly to palestine!

They lead directly to africa!

They lead directly...

To the vatican!

Uh, um...

So, so, there we are!

There it is!

There is a conspiracy!

There's a insidious,
Enveloping conspiracy!

A conspiracy personified
By the yellow man...

By the black man...

And by foreigners
Who come in

And infiltrate
Into our economic structure.

Oh, there'll come a morning,
Yes, there will,

There will come a morning

When these men
Have taken over your home,

They've taken over
Your daughters...

And they'll be sitting
Right there on your doorstep.

If anybody's
Sitting on your doorstep, buddy,

He's a man in a white coat.

And you better
Just go with him, quietly.

You think that's funny,
Don't you?

You think it's funny
Your country can be sold out.

That they can sell out your flag
And your birth rights.

That's funny, huh?!

Well, maybe you oughta
Do something about it, punk.

You're such a big tiger,

Why don't you come down here
And do something about it?

Let me tell you something
Right now.

Someday this country's
Going to wake up.

And when they find out
How izzy sold them out,

And how rastus sold them out
And how pancho sold them out,

They're going to make up a list

Of all the people
That get paid back.

And you know where you'll be?
Right on the top of that list!

Right on the top!

[jeering laughter]

Speaker:
Come here, I'll fix...

Man: come here! Come here!

What's the matter, punk?

No more big speeches?

No more big talk, huh?

You know what you're gonna see
When you get home

And look in the mirror tonight?

A scrawny little kook
With a big mouth.

A big hater so long as you got
A couple of punks

Standing in front of ya.

[sirens wailing]

[horns honking]

Problems, fellas, huh?

The communists,
The communists did this.

Which ones?

All of 'em,
All of 'em are communists.

What about
Some names, jack?

If you press charges,
We'll need names.

Just forget about it.
We can handle this ourselves.

You need medical attention?

We don't need any.

Okay, jack.

Hey, jack.

You forgot your, um,

Your flag.

There'll come a day
When guys like you

Will crawl on your belly
Just to salute this.

There'll come a day.

Let me know the date, jack.

That morning,
I'll cut my wrists.

Hey, pete.

Pete, I'm glad you're okay.

Boy, there must've been
Eight, ten guys on top of me.

|! Had all | could do
To get away.

You get a mean crowd, pete.

Get a hot night,
You get a mean crowd.
| told you guys that.

Every time
You get a hot night,

You get a couple of
Stiffs in the crowd

And they swing at
All the wrong way.

Remember when | was
Telling you that?

Remember how | was telling you
Every time you get a hot night.

It's all right.
It's done. It's done.

Sure, pete, sure.

Why?

| tried so hard.

| tried so hard
Out there tonight, I...

| couldn't...Get through.

| couldn't get through
To any of them.

| knew what
| had to say to them,

| knew what
|! Had to tell them,
And | just could...

| couldn't.

| couldn't get it out.

| couldn't find the words.

Someday, they're going
To have to listen.

Someday they're gonna cheer!

Someday they will, pete.

They will.

Portrait of
A bush-league fuhrer
Named peter vollmer.

A sparse little man
Who feeds off his self-delusions

And finds himself
Perpetuall y hungry

For want of greatness
In his diet.

And like some goose-stepping
Predecessors,

He searches for something
To explain his hunger

And to rationalize why a world
Passes him by without saluting.

The something he looks for,
And finds, is in a sewer.

In his own twisted
And distorted lexicon,

He calls it
Faith, strength, truth.

But in just a moment
Peter vollmer

Will ply his trade
On another kind of corner...

A strange intersection
In a shadowland called

The twilight zone.

[cello playing]

[in german accenty:
Wash your face.

[sighs]

It's not a mortal wound.

| think you'll survive.

When you get home,
Put some iodine on it.

Want a cup of coffee?

A drink?

May | have a drink, ernst?

| have wine, you want some?

One s/ps wine, peter.
This is not medicine.

Well, I'll keep that
In mind for next time.

For the next time?

Just how many next times
Do suppose a human being has

In the scheme of things?

Don't lecture me, ernst.

I'm sick and I'm tired,
And | don't need to be lectured.

Can | stay here tonight?

It remains here
For you, as usual.

You're a good friend, ernst.

You're a good friend.

A man does
What he bel/eves in.

A man usually does.

Well, | believe certain things.

Is that a fact?

Yes, well,
What difference does it make

If we don't think alike
About the same things?

| mean, we're friends.

You've known me
Since | was a kid.

[sighs deeply]

And when you were
A little kid, peter,

And | used to find you crying
At my door late at night...

| could pity you then.

And now?

What do you think?

Now you peddle hate
On street corners

As if it were popcorn.

It's not hate, it's, uh,
It's a point of view,

It's a philosophy.

Ah, | know the philosophy.

| know it quite well.

Nine years in a place
Called dachau.

Do you know who put me there?

Peter vollmer.

A lot of peter vollmers.

Frustrated men...

Sick men...

Angry men.

But the result,

The effect--

Never mind the cause--

12 million bodies
In shallow graves.

And it all started

With young men in uniform
Talking on street corners.

You let me come here.

You let me come here;
You never sent me away.

No, | never did.

| never do.

That's the weakness you scream
About on your street corners.

Sentimentality, softness,

The weakness that makes a man
His brother's keeper.

Oh, | must be one of the worst
Of your criminals, peter.

Sentimental...

Soft!

And very preoccupied
With my brother.

|! Should close the door on you.

Perhaps this is my sickness.

| only see the boy...

Not the man.

Sleep on the couch.

Look. Why don't you understand?

You're like a father.

You're the only thing in
The world that I've ever loved.

What have | ever had to love?

What?

A drunken father
Who used to slam me
Against the wall?

An old lady...

Who had no marbles in her head?

She didn't even recognize me
Half the time.

That's why | used
To come here, because...

Because you were gentle with me,
And you talked to me,

And you feed me.
And you took care of me.

Ernst...

Ernst, you're my father.

That's the boy again speaking.

The little boy
With so much fear in him.

Rest.

Rest well.

Who's out there?

Who is it?

[in german accenty:
A friend, mr. Vollmer.

A friend?

You have
Need of friends, allies.

Come down, mr. Vollmer.

Come down,
And we will talk, you and I.

Hello, mr. Vollmer.

Who are you?
How did you know where | was?

[laughs]

| simply followed your tears,
Mr. Vollmer.

You said that you had something
To talk about.

| do, | do indeed.

| have you to talk about,
And the things you believe in,

Which are the things
/ believe in, as well.

Your success, mr. Vollmer,
Will be my success.

Go on.

Good.

Let us start by your learning

What are the dynamics
Of a crowd.

How do you move a mob,
Mr. Vollmer?

How do you excite them?

How do you make them feel
As one with you?

I-| don't know. How?

Join them first, mr. Vollmer.

Join them?

Yes, when you speak to them,

Speak to them as if you
Were a member of the mob.

Speak to them in their language,
On their level.

Make 7he/r hate your hate.

If they are poor,
Talk to them of poverty.

If they are afraid,
Talk to them of their fears.

And if they are angry,
Mr. Vollmer,

If they are angry,

Give them objects
For their anger.

But most of all,

The thing that is most
Of the essence, mr. Vollmer,

Is that you make this mob
An extension of yourself.

Say to them things like...

Things like...

"They call us hatemongers.

"They say we're prejudiced.

"They say we're biased.

"They say we hate
Minorities-- minorities.

"Understand
The term, neighbors:

"Minorities.

"Should | tell you
Who are the minorities?

"Should | tell you?

"We...!

We are the minorities!"

That way, mr. Vollmer.

Start it that way.

I... Understand.

| think | understand.

[weakly]; neighbors...

[more confidently]:
Neighbors.

They call us...

Hatemongers.

They say...

[even more confidently]:
We're prejudiced.

They say...

We're biased!

They say
That we hate the minorities!

The minorities.

Understand the term, neighbors.

The minorities.

Shall | tell you
Who the minorities are?!

We, we, we...!

We are the minorities!

Because patriotism...

Is a minority.

Because love of country...

Is the minority.

Because to live
In a free, white america

Seems to be
Of a minority opinion!

Let me tell you something,
Neighbors.

| want you to dwell on this,

Just dwell on it.

We had the atom bomb,

And suddenly...

The russians had it.

We wanted
To send men into space!

But it was the russians
Who got there first!

We had the hydrogen bomb!

It was the russians
Who exploded theirs.

Who gave them the bombs?

Who sold us out?
Who stabbed us in the back?

Well...

If it's a minority opinion

That we have to survive,

Then we are the minority.

And this minority

Will not stop

Until it is the majority!

This minority
Will not give up the fight!

This... Is the promise

And this, this is the legacy!

[applause and cheers]

[applause and cheers]

Pal, we're in there now, huh?
No more street corners?

Oh, boy,
Are we going now, huh?

Congratulations.

Congratulations.
Thanks.

- nice speech.
- thank you.

Look, I'm not gonna wait
Much longer, you understand?

If | don't get paid,
You don't have the hall

- tomorrow night.
- gibbons, will you cool it?!

Can't you see we're busy?

Look, I'm not gonna wait
Another five minutes!

| want it settled now.
|! Told you,

No dough, no rental.

No dough, no use of the hall
Tomorrow night.

I'm not running this place
Just for pleasure.

What seems to be the problem?

This is a very hungry man here.

He got to have his shekels,

Got to have his
Little old money.

| told you guys
You were three weeks
Back in rent.

You said you'd
Give me it a week ago.

And all | did get was
Cigarette butts on the floor.

Am | to understand that you're
Gonna lock us out of this hall

Because of a couple weeks' rent?

You understand right.

$200 due,
$200 that | ain't received.

We happen to be
A young movement.

We're still struggling.
We need time to grow.

But | don't rent time--

| just rent the hall.

It's the money

Or you build a platform
In the street.

Whew.

What are we gonna do, pete?
We got to do something.

| don't see why we walk
Tiptoe with this guy.

Why don't | educate him?
| can do it.

- | guarantee it.
- yeah.

- somebody left this for you.
- who?

Nobody saw him.
It was left at the back door

Your name is on it.

Two c's!

Hey, how about that, huh?
We needed 200 bucks' for rent,

And there it is!

- did you see who left this?
- no, | didn't.

The message was just
For you to get it, that's all.

Gibbons, come and get it.

[laughing]

Where'd the dough come from?
Do you have any idea?

You were great tonight, pete.

You were really something.

| can't describe how it sounded.

You had them...

Just like that, you had them.

We're gonna make it now, frank.

Now we're really
Going to make it.

You bet your life.

An excellent performance,
Mr. Vollmer.

Very effective.

You learn quickly.

Thank you.

I'd like to know
Who I'm thanking.

It does not make
Very much difference.

| am just pleased | could help.

You learned the style very well.

You delivered the speech
Exactly as | told you.

I'm very obliged.

The money?

Oh, it was the least | could do.

We could not very well have you
Thrown out into the streets.

| happen to feel your work
Is very important.

Are you one of us?

One of you, mr. Vollmer?

You might say 1 am you.

Now, | have some suggestions.

| will continue
To give you advice.

But there is a matter
Of great importance

That must be taken care of.

What is it?

An expedient, mr. Vollmer.

Oh, you might call it a, uh...

A cause celebre.

Something to cement
The organization together.

- | don't understand.
- a martyr.

The organization needs a martyr.

A martyr?
How do you find a martyr?

You do not f/nd one,
Mr. Vollmer.

You choose one.

You take one of no value,
And you make him into a symbol.

You wrap him in a flag,

And you make his death
Work for you.

Find a man
Who is of no value
While he's alive

But who can serve you
When he's dead.

Is there such a one?

[footsteps approaching]

- we're waiting, pete.
- I'll be right there, nick.

Sure, pete.

You talking to somebody, pete?

You tell frank to come in here.

Alone.

Sure thing, pete.

Right away.

Excellent, mr. Vollmer.

An excellent choice.

| was just thinking...

There must be some other way.

Another way?

There is no other
Way, mr. Vollmer.

And if you soften up,

If you weaken now,

There is no point in going on.

Now...

When frank comes back,

Tell him you have
Discovered an informer.

Tell him the informer has
Done you irreparable damage.

Tell him the informer
Must be put out of the way.

But...

Put out of the way
Cleverly, mr. Vollmer.

Put out of the way subtley.

Put out of the way
So that there is some question

As to who is responsible.

Nick's, uh, been with us
From the beginning.

From the beginning?

Oh, no, mr. Vollmer.

None of you were there
At the beginning.

None of you.

Nick's a friend of mine.

This is an act of friendship.

We are allowing him
To serve the cause.

[footsteps approaching]

Nick said you
Wanted to see me.

We've got a stoolie
In the group, frank.

A stoolie?

Nick.

Nick's been talking.

| think
He's been hired
By the police.

Nick?!
Nick has done that?

| know it fora fact.

Everything we've done
And everything we've said...

Nick's told.

What do we do, pete?

Get rid of him.
Get rid of him.

Make it look like
Somebody else did it.

Make it look like somebody
Who hates us did it.

| understand.

| understand, pete.

You call it...

You've got it.

[sirens sounding]

Cross off the fat one.

Anything else?

Right.

We now, all of us,
Have a martyr.

We have a martyr!

Announcer:
Twilight zone w/ll continue
After station identification.

- it's a good crowd.
- right up to the ceiling.

What's the matter, stanley?

It's nothing, pete.

- then why the look?
- it's nothing,

It's nothing at all.

Ah, now, come on.
You can tell me, stanley.

What's the matter?

Nick was my friend, pete.
He was a nice guy.

| miss him.

Do you want me to really
Tell you what nick was?

Would you really like
A rundown?

He was a fat pig!

With no guts.

He was a greasy bigmouth

Who copped out at every turn.

He was a nickel-and-dime
Judas,

And he got exactly
What he deserved.

So don't mourn for nick.

Because he doesn't
Rate mourning--

Not that pig.

[whistles and cheers]

A man of honor died last week.

A decent, courageous fighter

For the cause of freedom

Gave his life.

He gave his life for us!

Some skulking... Assassin

Murdered him!

But friends,

And neighbors,

And co-fighters...

Nick bloss did not die in vain.

They stilled his great heart...

But they could not
Stifle his memory.

They could not...

Obliterate his courage.

They could not...

Wipe away his honor.

He lives in you,

And he lives in me.

He lives deep in the gut

Of every human being

Who wants to see

The united states of america
Be free.

Nick bloss

Died for this.

And you and li...

We must live for this!

[cheers and whistles]

Vollmer:
.. And let somebody else
Concern themselves

With the lifeblood
Of a nation...

He's got a voice on him.

| knew it
When it was just a whimper.

That's a bad kid, that one.

Used to be, used to be
People would laugh at him.

But lately,
He gets the crowds,

And not many people
Laugh either.

You've know him
A long time, haven't you?

Since he was a child.

A silent, little boy
With very little to say.

[vollmer continues orating
In background]

Vollmer:
We're overdue to cut away
The cancerous...

I've seen it before.

I've seen it all before.

That was another time, mr. Ganz.

Another place,
Another kind of people.

That doesn't go here.

And that's what we said, too,
They were brown scum.

Temporary insanity,
Part of the passing scene...

Too monstrous to be real.

So, we ignored them

Or laughed at them.

Because we couldn't bel/jeve

That there were enough
Insane people

To walk alongside of them.

[sighs]

And then one morning,

The country woke up
From an uneasy sleep...

[vollmer continues orating
In background]

...And there
Was no more laughter.

The peter vollmers
Had taken over.

The wild animals had changed
Places with us in the cage.

Vollmer:
This nation of ours
Is being beaten to death!

Just as sure as the almighty

Made communists,
Catholics, and jews.

There's no time to stand around,

Scratch our heads,
And pull our beards,

And twiddle with our earlobegs...

But not again.

It mustn't happen again.

We can't let it.

We simply can't
Let it happen again.

All, all that nightmare.

Vollmer:
... Violence happens to be
The only way to be violent...

Oh, no...

No, not this time.

Vollmer:
...We do not want
To be pushed.

Now, | want to ask you
A few questions.

You just answer yes or no
To the following.

Do you want...

The united states of america

To remain free?

All: yes!

Do you want your homes infected

With the vermin
From foreign shores?

All: no!

Now, listen to this one.

Do you want
A bunch of mongrels

[crowd murmuring]
To come over here...

Go on, mr. Vollmer.

You were saying?

| can tell them
What you were saying.

I've heard it before.

I've heard it
A thousand times before...

In munich, in berlin...

On a hundred different
Street corners.

It was drivel then,

And it is drivel now.

You've got to stop, ernst.

Well, what is this one here?

The new model?

A 1963 fuhrer
Right off the assembly line?

Well, this one is not so new.

He's not so fresh.

This one is nothing
But a cheap copy!

We've got to do something.
We're losing the audience.

Let me get rid of him.

- let me get rid of him.
- just leave me alone.

Ganz:
Well, let me tell you
About this one.

About the breed, the species.

They're all alike,

They are all alike.

Problem children...

Sick, sad, neurotics,

Who take applause like a needle.

That's enough, ernst.

Please...

Please?

Listen to me, peter,

And let them listen.

Or else I'll tell them
About a quaking, whimpering boy

Who cried on my couch;

Who still cries on my couch.

[whispering]: please don't.
Please, ernst, please don't.

Don't let him do this.
Put him down. Put him down.

Yeah, put me down,
Put me down. Shut me up!

Stifle me-- why don't you?

[quieter]: why can't you?

Because this is
Your courage right here.

This is your strength.

This...

And the torchlights,
And the crowd,

And the s/eg heil!

[slaps]

[shocked murmurs]

The rebuttal.

The only sort of answer
Your kind knows how to give.

This is your fuhrer.

He's yours.

| give him to you.

A gift from the sewers.

Man: mr. Vollmer.

You see...

The way it is?

| knew him.
| knew the old man.

Is that a fact, mr. Vollmer?

For such a long time.

I've known him for so long.

I've known him for so long.

He cheapened you, mr. Vollmer.

He tore you to pieces!

Your voice is that of a lion,

Your instincts
Are those of a rabbit.

And you--

What are you?!

You direct traffic
From the darkness!

You plan the battles,
And you're never there
When they're fought!

Why don't you come out
In the light?

Why don't you come up here
Alongside of me?

Why don't you give me a name...

And a face...

And a reason why?

Mr. Vollmer.

| was making speeches
Before you could read them.

| was fighting battles

When your only struggle
Was to climb out of a womb.

| was taking over the world

When your universe was a crib!

And as for being in darkness,
Mr. Vollmer,

| invented darkness!

[dramatic music plays]

[gasps]

[panting]

You... You picked me.

You picked me.

| did not
Pick you, mr. Vollmer.
You picked me.

You chose my ideas,

You invoked my name,
You stole my slogans.

So now, you must take
Whatever else comes with it.

In the past,
| have given you suggestions.

Now | give orders!

And from now on,
You must be built of steel.

Steel, mr. Vollmer.

No soft gaps of sentiment.

Like we handled nick.

Like we handled the mobs.
Like we made the speeches.

And bit by bit, gradually,

We shall forge a force--

First an idea, then a force.

Just as | did it before,
Mr. Vollmer,

With my own hands!

With my own hands!

The old man, the jew,
He'll be back again,

Tomorrow night, the next night.
| know him, | know the type.

We sent them into the ovens,
But always,

There was a handful left
To point a finger.

His kind, mr. Vollmer,

His kind are dangerous.

They talk, they think,
They plant a seed.

They hold us back!

Kill him!

Kill the old man!

Kill him? Kill ernst?

Yes, tonight. Now.

He'll be in his room.

All right, I'll do it.

I'll do it right now.

And mr. Vollmer...

When you come back,
We will have much to talk about.

Plans, campaigns, ideas--

The first steps.

This is only the beginning,
Mr. Vollmer.

This is just the dawn.

It will be a long, long day!

[dramatic music plays]

You wouldn't listen to me,
Ernst.

You wouldn't pay attention.

On the contrary.

| listened to you
All | could stand.

| couldn't even begin to tell
You what's happened, ernst.

It's too incredible,
Too unbelievable.

There's no stopping us now.

No stopping you, peter.

An old man stopped you tonight,
With a few words.

He stopped you with the truth.

No, you're wrong, ernst.

It's not just me anymore.

There's someone else behind us.

Someone that you'd tremble at.

He'd have to be
A very imposing figure, peter.

More imposing than you.

More imposing
Than that, too, peter.

That's only because
You don't think I'll use it.

Which shows you don't know me
Very well, ernst.

| know you, peter.

| know you.

From a ravaged little boy
Wanting love...

To a torn man

Craving respect,
Identity, pride.

Peter... | don't fear you,

So you may do
What you have in mind
At any time you wish.

For this last one reminder
To you.

You can never kill an idea
With a bullet, peter.

Never.

I'm all steel now.

Ernst, I'm made of steel.

No sentiment, no softness.

Just purpose and will.

Then shoot.

Kill.

Destroy me.

[dramatic music plays]

[groans]

All steel...

All strength.

But at the expense of the thing
Most other men have.

Some... Fragments of decency

To tell them right from wrong...

[coughs]

Make them feel guilt
At dishonor...

That make them...

... That make them love.

Yes, peter...

You have steel...

...But you have no heart.

Hitler: mr. Vollmer!

Sentimentality?

None.

Steel tonight?

Steel.

And no regrets?

None.

What did you destroy tonight?

Only a disease.

A growth that was on our flesh
That had to be removed.

Not a man?

No, hardly a man.

How did it feel?

It felt...

It felt like | was immortal.

Mr. Vollmer!

We are /mmortal!

You peter vollmer?

We have a warrant
For your arrest.

Charge is complicity
In murder.

Victim's name
Was nicholas bloss.

That should be familiar to you.

Throw that gun away.

Walk toward us
With your hands up.

There's something
Very wrong here.

You've made a terrible mistake.

I'm made out of steel.

Don't you understand
That I'm made out of steel?

Where will he go next,

This phantom
From another time,

This resurrected ghost
Of a previous nightmare--

Chicago, los angeles,
Miami, florida,

Vincennes, indiana,
Syracuse, new york?

Anyplace, everyplace,
Where there's hate,

Where there's prejudice,
Where there's bigotry.

He's alive.

He's alive
So long as these evils exist.

Remember that
When he comes to your town.

Remember /t
When you hear his voice

Speaking out through others.

Remember /t
When you hear a name called,

A minority attacked,

Any blind, unreasoning assault

On a people
Or any human being.

He's alive
Because through these things,

We keep him alive.

The talented author
Richard matheson

Pays a return visit
To twilight zone

With a story called "Mute."

It provides
An exceptional challenge
To the acting talents

Of barbara baxley,
Frank overton

And an unusual 12-year-old
By the name of ann jillian.

Is she burned?

(man): she's alive.

Are you all right?

She's in shock, harry.
Bad off.

Can't talk, can't cry,

Can't do nothing.

She's not burned, though.

How could
She get out of that house
Without being burned?

[children chattering]

Don't push, children.

Be careful.

Be careful.

| want you to know
You're not fooling me
For one moment.

| know exactly what you are.

| know... Because my father
Tried to force me

Into the same thing
When | was your age.