The Invaders

Everything all right back there?

Everything's fine, Mr. Cahill.

This is Charter-3 to Cameron-1. Come in, Cameron-1

This is Cameron-1.

Where are you, Barney?

About 80 miles southeast of the airport.

This colorful old crate's beginning to show her age.

Can you make it home?

No, I'm cooking on one burner and losing altitude fast.

I better look for a place to park this thing.

All right, Barney. Good luck.

Report your position as soon as you can.

All right, Charter-3 out.

Everything lashed down good and tight?

Excuse me, but you can't land down there.

You know of a better place?

But we're expected at Cameron Airport-

Go on back there with your friends, huh?

Lie down, face down on the floor.

Take your coat off, use it as a pillow.

Now, look here, we chartered this plane-

Go on, go on. Move!

All right, hold on!

This is going to be rough!

Hey, get up.

That must weight a ton.

Come on, get it up.

Easy. Easy...

Let's see the arm.

Don't touch him. Leave him alone.

Get out of here.

His arm, it-it...

There's... no blood.

And no pain.

It's not even bleeding.

What do you want?

What is it?

What do you want?!

Come on, come on, what do you want?!

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 Warden .

Susan Oliver .

David Sheiner .

Murray Matheson .

This is Mr. William Burns ,

educator, business administrator ,

here on the planet Earth for less than a year .

David Vincent first saw Burns

at an alien installation in Miami .

Last week he found him again in Omaha

and followed him here to Cameron, New Mexico ,

a small town whose peaceful streets shroud

the presence of the invaders .

Road signs can be very misleading, and this one

seems to have taken you to a dead end.

Now... if you don't mind...

I'd like to know who you are

and why you've been following me.

I don't know where you get the idea that I've been following...

Drive his car back.

Welcome to the Academy, Mr. Cahill.

I'm Dr. Reynard.

Oh, come now, my friend, relax.

We've already notified the airline.

They have been assured that you are in no danger whatsoever.

Well, I wish I could be that sure.

Come on, mister, what's this all about?

Now, look, this isn't any school.

I don't care what that sign says outside.

Would you like a drink?

I'd like an explanation.

I mean, a man gets cut, he doesn't bleed.

I ask some questions and...

Look, tell me why I'm here and...

You'll be satisfied?

Well, our initial plan was to kill you.

Kill me?!

But there may be a more practical alternative.

Like what?

Oh, with or without soda?

Now, look, what do you want me to do?

What do you want me to do, crawl ?

I mean, what kind of a game are we playing?

All right, you got me scared.

Now, go ahead... talk. I'll listen.

You are a pilot, Mr. Cahill.

We need a pilot.

No.

Well, in that case, cheers.

You see...

our students come from... distant regions .

We meet them... at a central rendezvous

and transport them to various training centers

which we intend to establish throughout the country.

What's the matter with a commercial airline?

Well, most of our students are immigrants, foreigners.

They're unacquainted with the customs and language.

Contact with the public might be, uh... embarrassing.

Now, look, it's pretty obvious you got a big operation here.

So why do you want to take a chance

with a guy you don't even know?

We know you, Mr. Cahill.

We know you very well.

Oh, no.

No, no, I don't get myself mixed up

in any smuggling operation.

Well, since you are more valuable to me alive than dead

Perhaps this may prove a less painful inducement.

You will be paid...

$1,000 per head,

cash on delivery,

and... this is for this morning's inconvenience.

Now, I'm sure you'll agree with me

you cannot afford to turn this down.

And considering the rather... drastic alternative,

I don't think you will.

An emotion that dominates all human behavior...

They refer to it as fear.

Before you leave this academy, you will be programmed

to simulate fear in varying degrees of intensity.

You will learn the language of emotion,

just as you have learned

the language with which you are now communicating.

You will learn how to use fear as a weapon

to twist anxiety into hate,

suspicion into violence,

cowardice into surrender.

The mastering of this technique

will make the destruction of the human race inevitable.

The agency in charge

of foreign intelligence: the CIA.

Investigating domestic subversion: the FBI.

There is no national police force.

Each state, county and city is responsible

for the control of crime within its own jurisdiction.

The United States Armed Forces now number

three million men.

Their principle weapon today is a primitive device

know as the hydrogen bomb.

As yet, this race fears its use.

I'm sure you'll enjoy

working for us, Mr. Cahill.

Our students are accustomed to air flight

and you'll find them

the most accommodating of passengers.

Well, I better get back to that plane.

That one engine hasn't any...

Don't worry about it.

Our technicians have already repaired it.

David Vincent.

Take this to the programming room.

Feed the information and description

to all the newcomers.

Human beings live in units called the family,

for the purpose of security and protection.

They romanticize this grouping with an emotion they call love.

David Vincent. David Vincent.

Five feet, 11 inches tall.

170 pounds.

Sandy hair.

He is an enemy to our cause.

He knows of our existence.

He must be destroyed.

Find him.

And he said to call back in the morning, Pete.

Hi. Can I help you?

Uh, yes. I'm looking for a man named, uh, Cahill.

He's a pilot.

You look lousy, mister.

You know him?

Yeah. But he-he left just a while ago.

Can I get you some water?

No. Thanks.

Uh, uh... Where could I reach him?

Well, uh, he'll be in early in the morning.

He's got a flight at 10:00 and another one at 3:00.

Yeah, well, it's important that I see him tonight.

Now, uh, can you give me his address

or his phone number?

I'm sorry.

Company rules.

Are you, uh... are you another reporter?

Would it help if I were?