The Invaders

Hey, Hank! I need some more line!

Okay, Phil!

Hank! Hey, Hank!

What's the matter?!

Hey, I need that line!

Hank, wait a minute!

Hey, Hank!

Hey, what's the matter?

It's your partner.

I think he's had a heart attack.

Heart attack?

Phil? Phil, you okay?

Through, through the window... up there...

I saw a man... he was... glowing...

like he was on fire.

They were putting him in 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!

The Invaders-

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've 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 .

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 traveled 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 belly full 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 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, huh?

How do I know?

You'll have all the power

you could possibly use, Mr. Vikor.

Take my word.

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.

Yes, sir?

I'm looking for work.

The personnel department isn't taking

any applications right now.

If you'd 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...

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 going to 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?

George, I only had two martinis.

Oh, George, you got to tell me something.

Where am I headed for?

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

I understand rock piles...

Sherri, what's wrong with you?

You could have 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 got to get back to the plant.

All right, George.

You just run along. Stop by any time... Sherri, be reasonable, will you?

I left a top-level meeting to come here.

I thought you were the top level.

That's 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?

Hello.

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

that 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.

This is perfectly ridiculous.

I don't need anyone to do my driving.

Harriet, this is Mrs. Vikor.

Is my husband there?

When do you expect him?

No, 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, uh, 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 a while.