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Narrator: THERE IS A FIFTH DIMENSION.
Beyond that which is known to man.
It is a dimension as vast as space
and as timeless as infinity.
It is the middle ground between light and shadow,
between science and superstition,
and it lies between the pit of man's fears
and the summit of his knowledge.
This is the dimension of imagination.
It is an area which we call the twilight zone.
Narrator: THE PLACE IS HERE,
the time is now,
and the journey into the shadows
that we're about to watch could be our journey.
Say, I noticed there's a town just up the road.
What's the name of it?
Customer.
Hey, you got a customer out front.
Customer!
Ham and eggs!
Eggs over easy, hash browns.
Hey! You got a customer out here.
Ham and eggs... eggs over easy... hash browns.
Hungry cash customer.
I got $2.85... American money.
Sure, American money.
Well, we got that much settled. I'm an American.
You see, there is some question about my identity.
Let me put it to you this way,
I'm not sure who I am.
But I got $2.85, and I'm hungry. That much is established.
$2.85, and I'm hungry!
I'm gonna wake up in a minute.
I know it. I'm gonna wake up.
Anybody here?!
Hey! Hey!
Hey, miss! Miss, over here!
Look, I wonder if you could do me a favor.
It's the craziest thing, but I've looked
and I haven't seen anybody around.
Maybe they're all asleep or something,
but, well, literally there hasn't been a soul.
Look, I don't want you to think I'm nuts or anything.
It's nothing like that. It just that, well...
It's just that I don't seem to remember who I am.
Well, it's a real oddball thing,
but when I woke up this morning, I...
Well, I didn't exactly wake up.
I just...
I just found myself out on that road walking.
Amnesia. Isn't that what they call it?
Well, that must be what I got,
'cause I just don't remember a thing.
And I can't seem to find anybody to ask.
You're the first person I've seen.
Look, I really don't want you to be frightened or anything,
but I was wondering if there's a doctor or s...
I'm terribly sorry, madam.
I can assure you that at no time did I mean to be so upsetting.
As a matter of fact,
I've always had kind of a secret yen for the quiet type.
Get what I mean, babe?
Hey! Anybody here?
You haven't got the ignition key have you, doll?
Hello, hello.
Hello? Operator?
Hello, operat...
Hello. Operator! Operator!
Recording: THIS IS THE SPECIAL OPERATOR.
The number you have reached is not a working number.
Operator, look, I just want to know
if anybody down there can tell me...
Please make sure that you have the right number
and are dialing it correctly.
Operator. Operator. Will you listen to me, please?
This is the special operator.
The number you have reached is not a working number.
Please make sure that you...
Are you out of your heads down there?
I didn't dial a number. I dialed the operator.
This is a recording...
A reco... operator. Operator, look.
All I want to know is where I am.
Look, please, can you...
Please make sure that you have...
Op...
"Abel, Adams, Alan, aleman."
Look, boys, where are you? Where do you boys live,
just in this book?
"Baker, bartman, belat, bellman"?
Well, gang. Who's watching the store?
Who's watching
any of the stores?
All right. Who's the wise guy?
Who locked the door?
It's a great gag.
How about a hand, somebody?
A little assistance. How about it?
This is an absolutely hysterical town,
and I'm growing very fond of it.
This isn't funny anymore.
I don't like this jazz. It's getting dull.
I wish I could shake that crazy feeling
of being watched...
Listened to.
Calling all cars. Calling all cars.
Unknown man walking around the police station.
Suspicious looking character.
Probably wanted by the f...
Time to wake up now. Time to wake up now.
Hey!
Hey! Where is everybody?!
Anybody want a sundae?
I'm sorry, old buddy. I don't recollect the name.
The face is vaguely familiar,
but the name escapes me.
I'll TELL YOU WHAT MY PROBLEM IS.
I'm in the middle of a nightmare
I can't wake up from.
And you're part of it.
You and the ice cream and the police station
and the phone booth, that little mannequin,
this whole bloody town, wherever it is,
whatever it is.
I just remembered something.
Scrooge said it.
You remember scrooge, old buddy?
Ebenezer scrooge?
That's what he said to that ghost, Jacob Marley.
He said, "you may be an undigested bit of beef",
"a crumb of cheese, a blot of mustard,
"a fragment of an undone potato.
But there's more of gravy than of grave about you."
You see, that's what you are.
You're what I had for dinner last night.
You must be.
But now I've had it. I'd like to wake up.
I'd like to wake up now.
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