Tales from the Darkside

Man lives in the sunlit world

of what he believes to be reality.

But... there is,

unseen by most, an underworld.

A place that is just as real

but not as brightly lit.

A dark side.

Well, well, well.

Look what came in the mail-- another one just waiting for me.

Here l am, sorry l'm late.

l had to drop some film off at the lab,

but it's Friday and l don't have a booking until Monday,

and yes, yes, yes, we have the whole weekend together,

just you guys and me.

Mm!

Well, someone must have liked us.

: ''Open me, open me.''

l can hear you, hmm.

Oh, yes, l got something for you, Ace.

Uh, uh, were you a good dog, hmm?

Did you stay quiet and not wake up the neighbors, hmm?

Oh, tell me a yes.

Say yes.

Come on.

Aw... you sweet thing.

Thank you for asking.

Yes, l shot bathing suits today--

seven beautiful girls in bathing suits.

Hey, Tweety.

Where's the party?

lsn't anyone going to dance with me?

Come on, to me, to Friday.

To you, whomever you are.

Hi, big boy, want to dance?

She's sleeping.

: Sorry.

Okay, mystery man.

: Hi, Monique, l'm Scott.

The dating service sent me your tape.

They thought that, well,

we might like to get together.

As you can see,

l've got brown hair, brown eyes.

l'm about six-feet-two.

l guess l'm a Boston type, education-wise.

Now, the good news is: l'm a lawyer.

But the bad news is:

l just don't know what to do with all my money.

You poor thing.

l'm looking for someone

to spend my money on, Monique.

l really like to have a good time.

l like to sail and ski, and l really appreciate

a woman who appreciates the good life,

like you, Monique.

Must be nice to be so popular.

And she's so very popular, isn't she?

So very, very popular.

Hey, what are we going to tell Scott?

Hey, sleepy bones.

Come on.

We of the popular club have a lot of work to do.

Up you go.

Pink.

Pink is really your color.

And we all know about blondes.

Blondes have more f...

Yes, yes, we know.

You're perfect.

Oh...

She's beautiful,

sexy, mysterious...

...every little thing a guy could want.

That's it.

Ah, brilliant.

Hello, Scott, it's me, Monique.

l received your tape today.

Don't you think we ought to get to know each other

a little bit better before we meet?

Come and sit with me here.

This is my secret place, but l'll share it with you.

You know how people usually meet, Scott.

They're introduced at a party.

A few days later, they may see each other at a club.

They talk,

decide they want to go out.

They like each other's faces--

just the two of them,

alone...

across a table...

looking at each other,

thinking about what lies ahead.

Maybe that can be us one day, Scott.

You know how to reach me through the dating service.

Now it's up to you...

when we meet again.

Good job, kiddo.

Nighty night.

: Hi, Scott.

lt's me, Monique.

What do you think, Ace?

You think Scott will video us back, hmm?

Jones residence, Mary speaking.

Hi... Mary.

Who is this?

Mary, l-l wondered

what the ''M'' stood for.

Look, uh, l live across the alleyway.

l-l'm the guy in the window.

Uh, l looked up ''M. Jones'' in the phone book.

l-l got your name off the mailbox.

l hope you don't mind.

Uh, look, my... my name's David.

Uh, l just moved here from Arizona.

l was out, uh, covering the farm leagues in the southwest

and, uh, now l'm here covering the big leagues.

DAVlD: (chuckles) Baseball, yeah, um...

l don't want to, uh, seem too forward, but, uh,

well, uh, l don't know anyone here,

and, uh, l'm tired of eating alone and l,

l wondered, since we're neighbors,

uh, would you consider having dinner with me tonight

or sometime?

Me?

DAVlD: Well, yeah, just dinner.

Uh, we could talk, you know.

Lately l've been talking to the walls here, l...

MARY (recording): Please leave a message

at the sound of the beep.

DAVlD (over machine): Mary, uh, look, l-l'm sorry.

Uh... obviously, uh,

that's not the way things are done in the city.

Uh, anyway, hope l haven't blown

my chances for meeting you.

lf you, if you'd like to talk sometime, uh,

my name's David Sticks.

Number is 473-2666.

G-Good night, Mary.

(children playing in distance, birds chirping)

Larry.

Let's see what kind of a girl Larry likes.

What do you think?

This one for Larry? Hmm?

Larry likes redheads.

Yes, he does.

MARY (recording): Please leave a message

at the sound of the beep.

DAVlD (on phone): Hi, Mary. You get the tickets?

Biggest game of the season tomorrow night.

You can bring a friend, if you want.

Are you there?

DAVlD: Um...

look, uh, l'm gonna be going over to the stadium