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...when three

persons were shot to death by police in

a series of unconnected incidents earlier this week.

In today's press conference, Chief Davis blamed television

news reporters for sensationalising the recent police shootings.

He also blamed the rumours of his resignation

on what he called his enemies on the

city council and in the mayor's office.

During the 30-minute press conference, Chief Nelson

shouted his angry answers at reporters and pounded

the podium for him.

Dick?

Humphrey.

I'm at the airport, but something's come up.

I can't make it for dinner, but I'll

be there later.

About 11, okay?

Good.

Turn it up.

Chief Nelson shouted his angry answers at reporters

and pounded the podium for him.

His attacks on the city council and the

mayor's office is the newest outburst in the

longest simmering political feud in this city.

This is Carolyn Coates, now back to New

Centre 6.

Turn it off.

How long does it take to get to

Channel 6?

Why don't you ask the cab driver, buddy?

Absolutely brilliant suggestion.

Carolyn Coates, please.

You can tell her it's a matter of

life or death.

My card.

Carolyn, there's a guy out here who wants

to see you about a small matter of

life or death.

No, I don't think he's one of those.

His card says he's Dr. Humphrey Baxter from

John Hopkins University.

Right.

She'll be out in a moment.

Thank you.

May I have my card back?

Dr. Baxter?

Yes.

I've been told I have a very abrupt

manner, even peremptory.

I find it saves a great deal of

time.

I see.

I never saw you before an hour ago

at the airport on television.

I came straight here.

I don't think I want to ask why.

Why?

It's really quite simple.

We're going to get married.

You really are a nutcase, aren't you?

Humphrey, get in here.

You should have let us pick you up

at the airport, Dick.

Meeting people at airports should be declared a

crime.

A federal crime.

Estella's just in here.

Look who's here.

Nothing's wrong, is there?

I mean, your call from the airport...

Oh, no, Estella, nothing's wrong.

And you look as splendid as ever.

By the way, I have great news.

Vingelberg has accepted me.

In Vienna?

I got the word just before I left

Baltimore.

So I thought I'd come up here and

spend a month with you two and then

fly from here to Vienna.

That is, if it's all right with the

both of you.

All right, Humphrey.

You've no idea what you'll do for my

position with the faculty wives' pecking order.

Vingelberg.

There's a rumour going around that he's close

to a breakthrough on the ageing process.

It's a bit more than a rumour.

So that's why he needs a top endocrinologist.

Mm-hmm.

And I have some more good news.

I'm going to get married.

Humphrey!

When?

To whom?

Soon, I hope.

Would you like to meet the bride?

Well, of course.

When?

I think right about now.

Carolyn Coates?

Do you know her?

Well, hardly.

You're talking to the shabby professor and his

wife.

We don't pal around with those types.

How long have you known her?

About four hours, I'd say.

And you're going to marry her?

I am.

Does she know it?

She does.

You mean she said yes?

Not yet.

But she hasn't said no either.

There are 28 balloons.

They symbolise the number of days we have

left before we leave for Vienna.

Vienna.

Which I'm sure you'll love.

We'll remain there for one year while I

work with Vingelberg.

Vingelberg?

A noted scientist.

Today my courtship officially begins.

Shall we start with lunch?

Do I have a choice?

Almost none.

You're crazy, you know that?

Absolutely mad as I am.

Well, I'm a bit ostentatious, perhaps, but since

this is your last day in the television

industry, why not?

I told them today that I was quitting

to get married.

Good.

And guess what they told me.

They told me that I could either quit

and get married or I could have the

anchor spot on the six o'clock news.

So guess what I told them.

You would have liked Vienna, I think.

I'm sure you would have.

Oh, Humphrey, it's only for one year.

You can fly back and see me at

least once or twice.

We can write, we can phone each other.

We'll still be engaged.

Telephone, yes.

Write, of course, but fly back, never.

Dr. Vingelberg would never stand for that.

He's too close to that breakthrough.

On his ageing process, I mean.

He's right.

And he always is.

I won't get out of that laboratory unless

they burn it down.

You won't change your mind?

Humphrey, I'm going to explain something to you,

and I want you to listen very carefully.

Certainly.

Five years ago, I was in Nebraska Farm

Group just out of business school.

Next week, I'm going to be a $200

,000-a-year anchorwoman on the best station

in the biggest market in this country.

And it's not because of my brilliant mind.

It's because all those genes and chromosomes you're

always talking about make me look the way

I do.

They're not paying for my expertise on the

common market.

They're paying for my looks and my youth,

and I'm not going to have them forever.

No, perhaps not.

But what's to become of us?

Us?

Come on, we're in love.

Very much so.

It's only going to be one year.

And then after that, we'll...

Well, after that...

Then it's settled.

I'm tired.

It's a long flight, isn't it?

From Vienna, it's 15 hours.

Addiction to study.

Welcome back, Humph.

How was Vienna?

Where is she, Dick?

How are you that I meet her here?

I've been trying to call her for a

month, but her phone's been disconnected or something,

and somehow I keep missing her at the

studio.

Is she all right?

Caroline's fine.

It's just that, uh...

Caroline's fallen in love with a tennis star.

A tennis player?

Well, he's more than just that.

He's Alan Brody, the national singles champion.

He's...

He's showbiz, Humph.

Just like Caroline.

She's not just a pretty face you see

on the six o'clock news anymore.

She's a celebrity.

And so is Brody.

They can't tie their shoes without it's getting

into the papers.

They're getting married next month, I think.

Where are they now?

Caroline's moved into his place.

Out at Malibu.

What's the address?

You're not going to do anything foolish, are

you?

Whatever gave you that idea, Stella?

Caroline, coach, please.

I'm Humphrey Baxter.

They're expecting you.

They're down on the court.

Thank you.

Ow!

Hey, watch it!

Sorry!

Yeah, save those for the game.

Not bad.

Humphrey!

Well?

What do you think of us?

I think yes.

I think you're both very charming and I

hope we'll all be friends.

Very.

See, darling, what did I tell you?

Humphrey's the most sensible man I've ever known.

She's told me a great deal about you,

doctor.

All of it flattering.

Humphrey, please.

Or Humph.

That's what all my friends call me.

Come on, let's practise.

He's teaching me.

You know, I picked up a newspaper the

other day.

And there was a storey in it about

you and a Dr. Vingle something.

Vingleberg.

Yeah, Vingleberg.

It was a pretty complicated storey, but the

gist of it seemed to be that the

two of you had made some kind of

breakthrough.

Discovered the fountain of youth or something.

Nice one.

No, nothing so fantastic.

But it's made you famous, Humphrey.

Not as famous as the two of you.

You both have youth and fame.

It's a heady mixture.

Yeah, well, I don't know about the youth.

I've got a match next week with a

17-year-old kid who'll probably wipe up

the court with me.

But then, who wants to be young forever?

I do!

Me!

Really?

Yes.

Well, those newspaper storeys weren't entirely accurate.

For one thing, they didn't give Vingleberg enough

credit.

But we did make a breakthrough.

A very complicated and expensive one.

In fact, I brought you an example of

it.

As a present.

Carolyn, I'd like you to meet Methuselah.

He just had a birthday.

He turned five.

Oh, hi.

Five weeks?

No, five years.

I just brought him back from Vienna.

He just displayed instinctive prejudice.

Before long, the world will have to get

used to this sort of thing.

Well, that's a freak cat or a dwarf

or something.

Oh, no, no, no.

It's perfectly normal in every respect.

What'll happen to it?

Will it eventually explode or crumble into dust

or what?

Hmm.

Probably die of a heart attack.

But after 40 years of glorious youth.

Which is 280 years in human terms.

Will your stuff work on humans?

Yes, theoretically.

Well, it's more than theoretical if you want

to be absolutely accurate.

You see...

I can't say anything else unless I can

swear you both to absolute secrecy.

We won't say a word.

Never.

All right.

We did make a breakthrough.

Vingelberg and I.

Mostly Vingelberg, of course.

Unfortunately, the source of the serum dies once

the serum is extracted.

What's the source?

Man himself.

People?

What do you mean?

They were volunteers.

But the big breakthrough is that we're absolutely

certain we have a synthetic source.

Unfortunately, it would take years and millions of

dollars to develop.

But you did make some of it.

We made it only three times.

Under circumstances about which I will tell you

absolutely nothing.

Three?

Yes, I took one dose.

You did?

Yes, me.

Well, I helped discover it, so I took

it.

Vingelberg also took one.

He's 68 and as ugly as a monkey.

He's gonna remain 68 and ugly for 200

years.

It stops ageing completely?

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

What about the other dose?

You said there were three.

The, uh...

The third one I brought back with me

from Vienna.

Carolyn, I needn't tell you why.

This is life, youth, and love for nearly

200 years.

It's for you.

Rather, it's for both of you.

You could call it sort of a wedding

present.

But you must swear, you must solemnly swear,

both of you, not to mention a word.

Do you swear?

I do.

I do.

Rather like a wedding ceremony, isn't it?

We'll each take half.

100 years each.

No, no, you can't do that.

Your body does not understand mathematics.

Half a dose could cause deformation, even death.

Now, what I gave you was one dose

and one dose only.

It's to be taken orally, at a gulp.

The taste is not unpleasant.

It's very safe, unless you fool around with

it.

And then, it's dynamite.

Just keep it as a curiosity.

It's not very pretty, but it is unique.

Well, I've got to go now, so...

Congratulations.

And my very best wishes for a long

and a very, very happy life.

Goodbye.

I want you to take this, right now,

right away.

No, no, darling, I want you to take

it.

It's for you, please.

You're the athlete.

Think of your game.

You mean there's something wrong with my game?

No, of course not.

Your game's holding up beautifully.

Everyone says so.

Holding up.

The kiss of death.

Darling, I don't want to see you get

old and sick and ugly and die.

I'd die rather than have that happen.

That's just how I feel.

Would you still love me even if I

grew old?

Sure, I would.

And that's

the good and the bad of it, folks.

We'll continue our series tomorrow at the same

time.

Until then, this is Pat Ward, Channel 10

News.

So, what do you think of our new

co-anchor?

Well, she's a little young.

That's what the ad agencies are buying this

year.

Youth.

Youth.

Well, she looked good.

You'll meet her next week.

Listen, by the way, could you go to

see Jan in makeup?

She has an idea about your hair.

Sort of pull it back or something.

She swears it'll take a couple years off

you.

Sure, I can do that.

Go see Jan.

Darling!

Darling!

I left him.

The tennis player?

Yes.

Well, these things happen.

Come in.

It's all your fault, Humphrey.

Yes, yes, I would imagine.

Sit down.

It's that stuff you gave us.

That stupid serum.

I suppose that means that you drank it.

Yes, I drank it.

Behind his back.

What did he say when you told him?

I didn't tell him.

How do you tell somebody that he's going

to grow old while you're staying young?

I just drank it.

Then I filled the thing up with water

and I threw a little quinine in it.

Why the quinine?

Well, to give it that bitter taste that

it has.

I see.

Go on.

Well, then I started watching him.

Watching him grow old, I guess.

And then I started noticing things, you know?

Like what?

I don't know, just stuff I didn't like

about him.

And then I suddenly just stopped loving him.

If, in fact, I ever did.

It's very difficult being immortal.

There's only three of us.

You, me, and old Vingelberg.

Just us three in all the world.

I'll let you down, Humphrey.

Yes, perhaps.

But we could try again, can't we?

By the way, you're quite sure it tasted

bitter.

Yes, it was very bitter.

No mistake about that.

No.

That's strange.

You see, when I first filled the bottle,

I used tap water and salt for taste,

you know?

So clearly, someone else drank it and substituted

something else, which you drank.