♪ One day the Devil came to him ♪ ♪ For he was a minor demon ♪ Asked him to torture some humans ♪ ♪ With his two friends in tow ♪ Mittens and El Sapo ♪ The Baron Mondo Von Doren ♪ On Nightmare Theatre - Well, your ad says up to 10 toppings for eight bucks, why can't all those toppings be cheese?

Isn't cheese a topping?

Well?

No, I did not notice that clause in the ad.

Well?

OK then, never mind.

Sorry Mittens, I guess we'll have to try another place.

They're not gonna let us have 10 times the cheese.

Oh, hello my friends, and welcome once again to another edition of Nightmare Theatre.

I am as always your host, the Baron Mondo Von Doren, and I'm here with Mittens the werewolf.

Mittens and I are trying to order some dinner, and the pizza place caught us with their legal mumbo-jumbo.

Maybe when Sapo shows up I'll send him out for sandwiches or something.

Where is he, by the way?

- Yeah, yeah.

That is nuts, what a maroon, oh sorry man, I gotta go.

Oh, hey boss, hey Mittens.

Get this, that was just my buddy down at the pizza place.

He told me some nut called in and wanted all 10 toppings on his pizza to be cheese, all 10!

Can you believe that?

Well, that's what my friend told me.

- Oh, you have friends?

Now that's something I can't believe.

I know it's a fool's errand but I'll ask it anyway.

Do you have tonight's movie ready and cued up?

- I do not, sadly, but I have this ready to go, can you show this while I run get a film?

- (sighing) I've come to expect this over the years.

Let's see what he gave me.

Ah yes, The Phantom Creeps, Chapter 3, Crashing Towers.

That's certainly an intriguing title.

If this episode is as exciting as the rest of them, I don't know what I'm gonna do with myself.

So sit back, relax, as we present Chapter 3 of The Phantom Creeps, still starring Bela Lugosi.

Here on Nightmare Theatre.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) (suspenseful music) (Jean screaming) - Captain West.

There's something over in those bushes.

- Keep down.

Must be the driver of that car.

I missed him, whoever it is.

Let's get to your car.

- [Jean] That spider, shoot it!

- It isn't alive, that's one of Zorka's mechanical devices.

But it's poisonous.

- What are you going to do?

- Try and catch it and take it to Mallory for analysis.

(Jean screaming) Hey, that isn't like a hard-boiled newspaper girl to faint.

- I'm not hard boiled and I didn't faint, I tripped.

- Oh.

(suspenseful music) (man whistling) - Be careful.

- Don't worry, I will.

I have a hunch one of those got to Jim Daly.

He's still unconscious.

- It's gone.

Where'd it go?

- I don't know.

Wish I knew where it came from.

That may be Mallory now.

It is Mallory.

And two of my men.

- You all right, Bob?

- Yeah.

- Looks like you cracked up.

- Bailed out just in time.

Parker, check that car for ownership, if there's enough left of it.

Miss Drew would like the dope, too.

She'll take you back in her car, won't you?

There's a lot in this case that has to be kept off the record.

- Like spiders, for instance?

- Right.

Zorka's left something behind that's even worse than dynamite.

Someone evidently got hold of it.

The wrong kind of publicity will hurt us.

- All right, I'll be careful what I phone the paper.

- That's swell, I knew I could count on you.

Check with me at Mallory's tomorrow.

- Thanks, I will.

- What's the matter with your coat?

- One of Zorka's mechanical spiders disappeared under it, I don't dare put it on.

- Spider, how'd it get out here?

- I wish you'd tell me.

I chased that car from Zorka's and the driver got away, but don't ask me how.

- Shall I look around for him, Captain?

- No, it's too late, he's probably miles away from here by now.

Let's get back to Zorka's.

- There's an extra Mackinaw in the car here.

- It's Monk.

This is a break, the chief wants him.

Let's see if we can bring him to.

Listen Monk, with Zorka dead you're in a tough spot.

Why don't you join up with our crowd and tell us what's become of Zorka's formula.

- What makes you think I know anything about it?

- You know plenty.

Chief pays big for that kind of information.

- [Monk] What kind of information?

- [Rankin] Quit stalling, you know what we're talking about.

- I can't even guess.

- All right, we'll take him along and work him over.

- What was that?

- Something hit me.

- Get in the car quick, that's the Army gang.

- Car pulling out from where I left that fellow handcuffed.

- Want to chase him, Captain?

- Yeah, looks like they're taking our prisoner with them.

- Who do you suppose they are?

- We're gonna find out.

(dramatic music) (dramatic music) - Want to round up the rest of them?

- Hold it Mac, one's enough.

Now, who are you?

What were you doing at Zorka's house?

Come on, talk up!

- Well, I-- (gun firing) - Should I go get them?

- No, it's too late.

We got one of them anyway.

- You mean they did.

- They fixed this one so he won't talk.

- Sure is good shooting for this kind of light.

- Are you men all right?

- Sure thing.

Check his prints and measurements, Mac, and check with the FBI.

- I'll get the equipment out of the car.

- We got to find out all about this gang, who they are, and what they're doing in this business.

- Maybe it's the people Zorka intended selling his formula to.

- That's what I'm afraid of.

- So you were going to sell me out to Rankin and his spy ring, were you?

- No, I swear I wasn't.

I was just stalling for time.

- Of course.

You wouldn't dare to betray me.

The police still want you, Monk, they don't want me.

They think I'm dead.

Now with the government and the spy ring both determined to steal my secret, it is necessary to share a very vital secret knowledge with you.

The hiding place of the source of all my power.

- The source?

- Yes.

If they close in during my absence you will be able to remove it to a safe place.

In there is power enough to seize or destroy the world.

And only I, I know how to release and control it.

It must be kept insulated.

It would be fatal to open it unless in the presence of these protective fumes I discovered.

- Where did it come from?

- It is part of a meteorite that fell in Africa, centuries ago.

Years of research led me to believe that some great force akin to radium lay buried there.

I organized a secret expedition, attended only by ignorant natives.

It took me three years to find the place the meteorite fell.

I suffered untold torture before I found a way to insulate myself from the magnetic and chemical activity of the element contained in the meteorite.

I risked my health, my life to get it.

And to compound with it another force of my own discovery that made it the greatest power of Earth.

Now why shouldn't I use it as I wish?

Even to conquer the world.

So remember.

If it's ever necessary for you to move that box, do not open it.

It would mean death and disaster.

You will remain here, on guard.

- Have you brought Jim out of his coma yet?

- I've given him a new antidote.

Perkins is watching his reactions.

Any change, Perkins?

- Not yet, Dr. Mallory.

- How long can he live in a state of suspended animation?

- That's something I'm not prepared to answer.

We're dealing with a force that I don't completely understand.

- That doesn't mean-- - Not necessarily, Bob.

Any luck tracing that car those two men used last night?

- No, not a bit.

All identifications had been removed.

I think Dr. Zorka must have sold his formula before he died, or else it's been stolen by some foreign agent.

- I hope not, can you imagine what a terrific weapon of aggression it would be?

- Certainly can.

An enemy can move in without any opposition.

The whole country could be wiped out.

Wish we could find out how Zorka derived his formula.

- Say, we might be able to get a clue to the nature of Zorka's element with this neometer, which reacts to radioactivity.

- Have you tried it on Jim yet?

- Yes.

- Any reaction?

- Only a slight one, but it confirms my belief that the antidote must contain a part of the element itself.

- That young newspaperwoman is here, Doctor.

- Again?

- I told her I was here, mind if she comes in?

- If you insist.

- You handled that story very nicely, without telling too much.

- Thanks, the office thinks I'm holding out, they want more.

- Hey Doctor, this needle is jumping all over the place.

- Just since Miss Drew came in?

- Yes.

- Take her over by the door.

Take her out.

Close the door.

Bring her back.

- Say, what is this, I don't like wrestling.

- Bring her closer.

It reacts to her, definitely.

Or to something she's carrying.

- Empty your handbag.

- Oh, so it's just a holdup.

- One of Zorka's disks, where'd you get it?

- In Dr. Zorka's house, under a withered plant.

- Oh yes, I remember.

I meant to take it.

- That's the thing it reacts to.

- And that's the clue for our antidote.

- You were lucky last night that they only got one of you.

It's unfortunate that the G-men are in on this.

- Well, they are in on it, chief.

And we gotta act quick if we expect to beat them to Zorka's secret, wherever it is.

- You think Monk's got it?

- I don't know.

Monk looks and acts strange.

Almost as though he was under a hypnotic spell.

- Hmm, perhaps he is.

Has it ever occurred to you that Zorka might be alive?

- No, what do you mean?

- Dr. Zorka's done some remarkable things.

It's never seemed quite right to me that he should die in an ordinary accident.

Find Monk, bring him to me.

Perhaps the sight of money will loosen his tongue.

- I know some other ways, too.

- Our leader is expecting us to get control of this great secret.

With it, we can conquer the world.

- And you passed out because you had the disk that was planted on Ann Zorka.

- Who'd want to destroy her?

- I don't know.

Can I take this along to Zorka's laboratory, it might lead to something.

- Certainly.

I'll attempt an analysis of what is on that disk.

It might lead directly to the Zorka's secret.

- Good luck, come on.

Mallory's antidote was secured from the Zorka disk.

- I hope he can get enough other information so that we can crack this case wide open.

- Yeah, before it cracks us.

- Now, if I can just get this formula properly recorded.

(suspenseful music) - Dr. Mallory.

- What's the matter, Dr. Mallory?

- Perhaps it was the fumes of the liquid, but it felt as though a man's hands were at my throat.

- Say.

Why do we always have to get here just as the Sun is setting?

- Those long shadows get on your nerves, eh Jim?

- I hope to tell you around this place.

- Well, let's see what this can find for it.

- [Jim] Watch out for spiders.

- Needle almost jumped off the dial here.

Must be another disk around, close.

No, not so strong here.

Now it's stronger.

This way, Jim.

Not so strong here.

Now it's stronger.

- Hey!

Who is this mug?

- The fellow I winged last night.

He may be one of the spy ring.

- What's the matter, what was that?

- Neometer got so hot it burn my hand, and when it touched that box it went up in smoke.

Must be something pretty hot in there.

- Don't open that.

- Leave Dr. Mallory open it.

- I guess you're right, we'll take him to headquarters first.

- Come on.

- I'm gonna try to open this thing.

- [Jim] What's the matter Bob, can't you make it?

- [Bob] No, not yet.

- Maybe it's just as well after what happened to that neometer.

Hey Bob.

Wonder what's the matter with this car, the engine stopped running.

Plenty of gas.

(lines buzzing) Hey Bob, look!

- We're on the downgrade, keep her rolling!

- Shut that box before we all get blown to bits.

(dramatic music) - Well hello and welcome back.

Well that was a tragic yet hilarious ending for those two fellows, wasn't it?

The power lines fell on them and they died.

A truly sad story.

But at least they died doing something that they loved.

Or did they?

Well, enough of that.

I'm not sure what's keeping El Sapo, I mean he should have found a movie by now.

After all we are in a TV station.

Maybe he got lost or something.

- Hey boss, boss, I found the movie.

(speaking foreign language) That's a little Japanese language in honor of the fine film I have selected tonight, it means I found a movie.

And boy are you gonna get a painful kick right in the how-do-you-do out of this film.

Here, check it out, it's a Japanese film.

- Let me see that.

(sighing) Oh yes, I know this one.

When you said a Japanese film I was hoping for something by Kurosawa, not this thing.

The American title is Warning From Space.

The Japanese title is something that I can't even begin to pronounce, which literally means “Spacemen Appear in Tokyo ”.

I think that would have been a much better title.

Boy, this is not going to be fun, folks.

We are in for a long, uncomfortable ride.

Best thing to do is to strap in, buckle up, and face our demons together.

So without further ado, we now present the Japanese classic Warning From Space, here on Nightmare Theatre.

(dramatic music) - The Earthlings must be stopped.

We must make immediate contact, and once and for all, terminate their blundering.

The islands of Japan appear best suited for our landing.

Number 1 will be responsible for this initial penetration.

Your mission is to reach their scientists.

They are the ones to conquer first.

Especially the one called Professor Kamura.

- Dr. Kamura.

- Oh, Hoshino, hello.

- I'm glad I ran into you tonight.

I was hoping we'd get a chance to talk.

Going to the cafe?

- Yes, as usual.

- Here, get under.

- Oh, thank you, thank you.

- Here we are.

- Oh, good evening Dr. Kamura.

- Mrs. Ohana.

- Terrible weather, isn't it.

Even though it's pouring rain outside, the Sun is always shining here in the cafe universe.

No rain to spoil your view of the planets.

- Oh no, quite the contrary.

The Doc's always gazing through that telescope of his, so the rain gives his eye some rest.

- (laughing) Shall I get you some sake now, Doctor, would you like to drink?

- Yes, please.

- Doctor, here's my latest article about the saucers.

"The flying objects which have been reported "for the last few days are described by reputed eyewitnesses "as flying saucers.

"So far there has been no official comment."

Doctor, why no comment, what are they?

- Sorry, I'm afraid I don't know.

- Doctor, even if you don't positively know, surely you at least have a theory, an idea what these objects are?

Could they be secret missiles of some kind?

- I really don't know anything about that.

- Oh Doctor, please.

Listen, couldn't you give me some quotation I could publish, Dr. Kamura?

A quotation about the saucers.

- I'd like to Hoshino, but there's actually nothing at all that I can tell you.

- Well, could we least make a guess, Doctor?

- You have to understand that scientists don't guess at things.

Even the wildest hypothesis is based on observation and solid evidence.

- Don't you see, though-- - Hoshino!

Now you let him be.

He isn't one of those politicians, who can answer every question.

- Good evening.

Oh, Mr. Hoshino, hello.

Do I still have that assignment?

- What was that?

- Oh no, you don't mean to say you've forgotten.

You know, the pictures.

- Oh yes, of course, sure.

The pictures.

- Thank you, good bye.

- What was that all about?

- You mean Sankichi?

He's a camera fan, you know.

Well I promised I'd print it if he brought me a picture of a flying saucer.

(laughing) - You'd be happy to, right?

(laughing) - Oh, I almost forgot.

Dr. Kamura, I have a message.

Your daughter said she would be delayed at school and she was going to eat supper at her uncle's house, and would you mind eating your dinner here.

- Oh fine, thank you.

- Don't forget.

- Didn't know you had a brother, Doc.

- Oh, he's not really an uncle, she means my cousin Matsuda.

- Matsuda the physicist, huh?

- Transparency 18.

Image... Ah, what's this?

- What is it, Doctor?

- I don't know.

- Well, that's odd.

(radio warbling) - What's that noise, what's happened to the radio?

- How many payments are you in arrears?

- Don't be funny, I've never had any trouble with it before.

- Strange, I still hear something.

- [Kamura] Yes, very peculiar.

- Good night, Doctor.

- Good night, thank you.

(static crackling) - Something wrong with the power line, I guess.

- I suppose so Well, good night.

- Good night.

- Look at those readings!

This is amazing.

Moyo, take over for me.

- Yes, sir.

- Saki, call Dr. Kamura, tell him I'm on my way over.

It's urgent.

- Third quadrant, sector A.

Approximate velocity, 28,000.

- 28,000, incredible!

- Sector B, same.

- You know, there's just no decent fish at all on the market these last few days.

Well, I think that they've all been scared away by those flying saucers.

- Think so, what's that?

- Some tuna fish, canned.

- All right.

- Good evening.

Did Father go?

- Oh, just a second ago.

- I see, did he eat?

- Yes, yes he did.

- Thank you.

- Oh Miss Kamura, excuse me.

Did you get any dinner.

- Oh yes, thank you.

- How'd you like a little dessert?

- No, thank you, I-- - Oh, Miss Kamura!

Miss Kamura.

Is your father still here?

- I'm sorry, he isn't, try the house though.

- If he's home, that's all right.

Mr. Itsobe sent me in case you were still here.

- Is Toru there?

Good night.

- Good night.

- Hello, stranger.

- Hello, Taeko.

- Taeko, please excuse us, we're discussing something quite important.

- Yes, sir.

- Now then Toru.

You're convinced this thing is an artificial satellite of some kind, is that it?

- I'm not certain, but what do you think it is then, if you don't think it's a satellite?

- That energy release.

But you're quite sure of that acceleration, are you?

- [Toru] Yes, sir.

- Well Toru, I don't know.

- Doctor.

Do you suppose there's any truth to these, you know these reports that are circulating about the flying saucers?

- Really Toru, don't you think you're jumping to conclusions?

(eerie humming) - [Man] A flying saucer!

- [Taeko] Sankichi, where are you?

- I'm here, look, come on up!

- All right.

- Dr. Kamura, that looks like the one I sighted.

That was no meteor.

- No, you're right.

Whatever it is, it wasn't a meteor, I'm sure of that.

But what was it?

I must have more data before I can formulate a theory.

- Dr. Kamura, it might have been a flying saucer.

- Well.

It might have been a saucer.

I can't say it isn't.

- I'll get back at once.

(dramatic music) - Up to last night there were just unsubstantiated rumors.

There's now no longer any room for doubt.

For humanitarian reasons and civic duty you must issue an explanation.

- You should understand on the other hand that it's not simply a question of issuing a statement, just like that.

For example, this so-called saucer.

We can't even make an accurate description of the thing.

Only how it acts.

- And you still have no idea of what it is?

- No.

- You saw it last night?

- Yes, I got it.

Thank you.

Sakubaya tracking station also a reports observing luminous bodies of similar appearance, Doctor.

- Professor Matsuda to see you, Doctor.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Saki, take over.

Come with me, I need your advice.

- [Radio] Srinagar, India.

- Yes?

- [Radio] Last night we saw a luminous body 200 miles away.

I got the same report from London.

- Yes, I get it, thank you.

Delhi and London reports the object, too.

- Hmm.

- Even our first step is a problem.

Merely to identify the object.

Any ideas?

- Let's see.

What do you think of using a rocket to take a photograph?

- Yes, good.

- The university rocket units are at the range making some tests today.

I'll ask Takashima to arrange it.

- Good.

(radio buzzing) - Rocket range.

Professor!

Sir, Professor Matsuda would like to speak to you.

- Bait's still good.

(eerie humming) - Hey, look a minute!

What's that thing!

- A monster!

Let's get out of here!

(eerie humming) (dramatic music) - Hey, hey look!

Look, what's that!

- It's a monster, run!

- A monster!

(party goers singing) (eerie humming) (women screaming) - Have Professor Takashima stand by.

- Yes, sir.

Call the rocket range, see if they're ready.

- Calling rocket range, are you ready to fire?

- Hey, Professor!

Are you about ready to go out there?

- Yes.

Please, quickly.

- Give them the OK. - Ready.

- Ready.

- Ready!

- Take cover!

- Now!

- Let it go.

- Go!

- Professor Itsobe.

Constable Hashimoto.

- How do you do.

I'm sorry to trouble you Professor, but something very peculiar is going on.

You know these crazy reports of those monsters we've been getting?

Well, fantastic as it seems, there are traces of something on that wall there.

- I see, well suppose we have a look at it.

- Yes, sir.

Look, down there.

- Yoshida!

Geiger counter.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, we'll soon have our picture, thanks to you.

- I'm glad we could be of service.

Lucky we were making that test.

- You see, with that new phototropic rocket control, we were able to keep the camera pointed right at it.

- Here it is, sir.

- Ah good, let's see.

There it is.

How luminous.

- Yes.

Very, yes.

- Much more than any satellite.

- Tremendous energy release, judging by the intensity of that light.

- Very high, yes.

- Too bad though that it isn't clearer.

- A pity it isn't, I'm sorry.

- Yes.

Well, I'll have prints sent to all the other observatories.

Oh, Toru.

- Yes, Doctor.

- When I tried to reach your father I was told he was conducting an investigation at Shibaura.

Did you hear anything?

- Only that it was talk of some monster.

- Oh, another one of those, eh?

(laughing) - Investigating little men from space.

Isn't that a fine job for scientists like your father.

Well, we can tease him about it when we see him again.

(laughing) - Hello, Mother.

- Hello son, tired?

- I'm dead.

- Hungry?

- I could eat a horse.

Isn't Father back?

- Yes, but he's still working.

- So late?

- He's analyzing some specimen he brought home.

- You have any idea what this thing was?

- No, but he's been in there for hours.

- Hmm.

- Ah, did you just get here?

- Just this minute.

- Did those pictures you took help you any?

- Not really.

How about you, have any luck?

- Ah, no results at all.

Is it really so late?

- For dinner, yes.

But for supper we're still early.

- All right.

Let's go eat.

(suspenseful music) Toru, my gloves!

- Yes, sir.

- Geiger counter.

- Yes, sir.

- Ah, you're back.

- Yes.

- Did you stop at the cafe?

- No.

- Would you like a nice drink, then?

- No thanks.

(eerie humming) (suspenseful music) (dramatic music) - What's that noise?

- Monster!

An eye!

- [Man] "Mysterious luminous bodies "apparently cease activities.

"World Congress action effective."

- Well there's our train, let's go.

- [Man] Hikari Aozora, seen her show?

- [Man] I'm going to.

(orchestral music) (audience applauding) (audience shouting) - Dr. Kamura, it's back again!

- [Radio] Another mysterious monster, similar in appearance to those reported in Shibaura and other locations in the Tokyo area, interrupted tonight's performance at the Metropolitan Theater.

The star, Hikari Aozora, has been hospitalized for shock.

Tomorrow's performance has been canceled.

- Ah, who needs that kind of news, frightening everyone half to death?

There's too much talk of monsters.

Ah, I don't like it.

- Our friend Dr. Kamura believes in flying saucers now all right, eh?

- Yes, I guess so.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

(radio warbling) (eerie humming) - Welcome, Number 1.

I trust your return to the space ship means your mission is concluded.

- No sir, I made no contact.

Even their scientists regard us as monsters.

They either run in terror or try to attack us.

It is useless to continue attempts to infiltrate in this manner.

- We can not give up now.

Have you an alternative proposal?

- Yes, we can make immediate contact if one of us assumes the likeness of an Earthling.

I was reluctant to capture one of them.

But I did manage to obtain this likeness to copy.

- It seems dangerous, but time is desperately short.

We have no other choice.

Numbers 11 and 16, begin immediate surveillance of Dr. Kamura.

Number 18 will act as radio contact.

I request sir, that I be allowed to carry out these projects myself.

It is my idea, after all.

And I do know the area better than any of the others.

- Negative.

The risk is too great.

Transmutation has never been attempted using a two-dimensional pattern.

And we are uncertain what effect Earth's atmosphere has on Pairans.

You are too valuable a leader and scientist to risk in an experiment.

- It is perfectly safe.

We can set the transmuter to provide me with the necessary protection simultaneously with the cover of Earthling skin.

And only a scientist will be able to achieve the desired result with Kamura and those associated with him.

- Very well, I bow to your logic.

We will prepare the transmuter at once.

Good luck, Number 1.

That fate of Paira rests with you.

- Reprogramming complete, sir.

- [Pairan Leader] Begin transmutation.

(eerie humming) - Hello and welcome back.

You can't say I didn't warn you folks about this film.

You couldn't really tell by watching, but this movie actually has a director.

His name was Shima Koji.

Another director, the world-famous Stanley Kubrick, lists this film as one of his influences.

No one knows why.

Now this film has a place in history for two reasons.

It was Japan's first alien-invasion film.

And it was the first Japanese sci-fi movie to be filmed in color.

So they can't take that away from them.

- I'm a little confused by the space aliens, boss.

Are they supposed to be actual starfish, or are they just aliens in star-shaped space suits with big eyes on their bellies?

I know if I was walking down the road and a big starfish jumped out at me I'd be terrified.

Heck, as you well know I don't even like going to the seafood market.

- Well the Pairan were not meant to frighten us but to warn us.

That's why the film is called Warning From Space.

But if the starfish creature scared you, El Sapo, don't worry, you weren't alone.

The Pairan quickly learned the average human is terrified by a walking starfish with a huge eye on their bellies.

So don't worry too much.

They will all change forms soon enough.

They came down here to help us.

See they came down here looking for scientists so they could warn about an impending catastrophe.

But instead of scientists they appeared in front of some guys fishing, some guys on a dock, and a drunk.

- Drunk, fishing, and on a dock.

I've done that many times, and I'm glad an alien never appeared to me.

- Well, in truth, if the aliens came down and found you, they'd take one look at you and get right back in the ship and fly away.

But before we get back to the film, let's recap in case anyone fell asleep during the film.

There have been strange lights over Tokyo.

A scientist stops at a bar on his way home.

A reporter asks him to comment about the strange lights over Tokyo.

The scientist says something about how scientists never guess.

Another guy shows up with a camera.

And later on there is some crazy dance number.

Heck folks, your guess is as good as mine.

So let's see if anything else happens as we get back to Warning From Space here on Nightmare Theatre.

(gentle music) - Just look at them.

Like two school girls.

- Yes, so relaxed.

- I'm glad it is all over.

We can all relax.

- Mmm.

- Yes.

It was really alarming when it lasted.

Yes yes, really alarming.

- I must say I was very uneasy, those strange creatures.

- Suppose they were from another planet.

Why did they come here?

What was their purpose?

- Conquest, perhaps.

- What?

Do you really think these creatures wanted to invade the Earth?

- I actually don't know.

I only know if they tried, there's really nothing we could do.

Is there?

(laughing) We're no use, speculating.

The saucers have disappeared, thank goodness.

Nothing more to worry about.

- Right.

(laughing) - Well, you seem happy.

It's good to hear you laugh again for a change, anyhow.

- It certainly is.

What were you doing, reminiscing about your schoolboy pranks?

- She's right, you know, at least on that score, the young ones do know how to enjoy themselves, look.

(gentle music) - Beautiful, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Look at that mountain.

All that color.

- Just grand, isn't it.

- Yes.

- It's late, let's go.

- What's that?

- [Toru] Something's floating there!

- [Taeko] It looks like a body.

- I don't know, better have a look.

- Yes.

- Is she still alive?

- Yes, just.

- What happened?

- A girl nearly drowned.

- Who is she?

- I don't know, look.

Good looking, isn't she.

- Yes, like Hikari Aozora.

- Yeah?

Hikari Aozora!

(lively orchestral music) - Miss Aozora, Miss Aozora.

Just a moment.

Could we have a statement on the accident.

- The what?

- A girl nearly drowned day at Nikko, she was your double.

- My double?

- Yes.

- Oh!

- Are you all right?

- Like one?

- No.

- Toru, apple?

- Thank you, yes.

- Apparently the girl remembers nothing at all.

She can't even remember her own name.

It's amnesia of course, classic case.

- I feel sorry for her.

- We'll have to try to identify her.

- Yes, but that won't be easy if she has amnesia.

Could I make a suggestion, please?

We have room at our house.

Suppose we keep her with us till we find out who she is.

- What do you think, Itsobe?

- Hmm?

Sorry, what did you say?

- Want me to come along?

- No, thank you.

Initial phase of infiltration a complete success.

(children singing) - Miss Kamura, excuse me.

- Oh?

- I have a message for you and I nearly forgot it.

Doctor Itsobe says meet him at the tennis courts when you're through.

- Oh yes, thank you.

Sorry.

- Dr. Itsobe, you are wanted on the phone.

- Thank you.

Excuse me.

(eerie humming) - Number 1.

No, don't turn around.

This is Number 6.

I've been sent down to Earth to help.

A squadron stands ready.

We'll be watching.

Signal if you need us.

- Yes Father, I understand.

Yes sir, right.

- Anything wrong, Toru?

- No, just Father calling about the girl.

He had an idea.

- To identify her?

- Yes, in a way.

- She all right?

- Didn't you see her?

- Yes, she looked nice.

- I guess so.

It's very strange.

- It'll be nice if we can find out who she really is.

- Father, when he called just now, had a very peculiar request.

- Oh did he, why was it he asked?

- Drink?

- Tea.

- Two oranges.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, I don't understand it.

When Father call a moment ago, he said I should bring him her hat and racket.

- Well that is rather odd.

I wonder what reason he could possibly have.

- There she is.

Sorry I took so long, shall we go?

- All right.

- Can I see your hat?

- Of course.

- Look, it's Hikari Aozora!

(schoolgirls gushing) - She's not Hikari Aozora, girls.

All right.

Leave her alone.

Stop it, please.

(eerie humming) Here you are, Father.

- Thank you.

Let's see.

- What are you looking for, Father?

- Hmm.

Hmm, very strange.

- What's strange, the racket?

- No, the girl.

- Toru, anything wrong?

- No, don't worry, Mother.

Here you are, here's her hat.

Something happened today, a very peculiar thing.

- Oh, what was that?

- I hit a lob way over her head, and she did a 10-foot high jump and returned my shot.

- How high?

- At least 10 feet, but that's not all.

In the club house I saw her go through a closed door without opening it.

- You saw her?

- Yes.

- Then I'm sure I'm right.

(eerie humming) - How'd you get in?

- Through the door.

- You did?

- Of course.

- That's odd, I didn't hear you at all.

- You were concentrating.

- What are you doing?

- Destroying this formula before it is too late.

- That notebook's confidential.

You've no business looking at it.

- No, but now I know I must destroy it.

Do you realize the danger such energy potential entails?

- What's that?

You mean you understand that formula?

- Yes, I do.

Urium 101, the super explosive.

So strong that even the H-bomb in comparison is a toy.

- Who are you, how do you know this?

- When the time comes, you will have your answer.

Meanwhile think about this.

There's only evil in power used destructively.

- Who are you to talk to me like that?

And in any case, my formula was intended for peace, not destruction.

(eerie humming) It's purely theoretical.

We've no way to contain such high energy, or facilities to make it.

And anyway, why are you concerned-- - Dr. Itsobe just called.

He said please meet him at the observatory.

It sounds most urgent.

- Thank you.

- What's the matter with him, Toru?

- Something about the girl, I think.

He wouldn't tell me what it is.

- Will you please relax?

He'll be here any minute now.

- So, I came right over.

- Thank goodness.

- What's going on?

- That's just what I want to know.

Why are you all so excited?

- Why?

Because I just witnessed something uncanny.

- What is it, what happened?

- She took just one look at my formula and understood it.

You know those complicated equations.

- You mean that girl?

- Of course.

- That settles it.

I'm convinced she's not human.

- (laughing) This is rather far-fetched, isn't it?

Surely you're not serious.

- I am quite serious.

I was suspicious from the beginning.

You remember, at the lake.

The doctor who examined her said that she had an abnormally high white blood cell count.

Yet she was apparently in perfect health.

- Still, none of this really proves anything.

- Very well, look at this.

Here are fingerprints taken from her tennis racket.

You see?

There is absolutely no pattern.

I also have a few other things I'd like you to examine.

Here, this is cellular material taken from the inside of the cap she was wearing today.

Please compare it with these specimens from the dockside at Shibaura.

You'll see they are virtually identical.

- Then what's your theory?

That she's really some kind of a monster?

- Beyond any doubt.

She's certainly not human.

A creature from another world in disguise.

- Now hold on just a second.

I must say that interesting as all this is, it really is stretching things to base so radical a conclusion merely on the evidence you have here.

- There is more evidence.

This afternoon Toru and Taeko both saw her jump well over her own height.

No human being, not even a trained athlete, is capable of such a jump.

And apparently also she is able to dematerialize and pass through closed doors.

Is that enough evidence for you?

- Assuming that you're right, and she is from another planet, why is she here?

- I'm afraid only she can answer that.

(eerie humming) - Listen.

What is that noise?

- Look.

(suspenseful music) - You, you are not human.

I am sure now.

- No, your theory was correct.

Only in appearance am I a human being.

- Then please explain, why are you here?

Where did you come from?

- All right.

I come from another planet, as Dr. Itsobe guessed.

Paira.

- Paira?

And what's the name we know it under?

- Paira is unknown to the Earth.

We are situated exactly opposite you, on the other side of the Sun.

The Sun is always between us.

- Well then how did you know we existed?

- [Number 1] Our explorers discovered Earth long ago.

We have observed you for thousands of years.

- Preposterous.

Surely you're exaggerating the amount of time.

- [Number 1] Actually we made landings over 4,000 years ago.

Our civilization is far more advanced than yours.

We have had an observation satellite scanning Earth for several centuries.

You know it as the asteroid Hermes.

- I just don't...

It's incredible, that's all, incredible.

- But I still don't see why you destroyed my notes today.

And how you knew what the formula was as soon as you saw it.

- Because Pairans made this discovery years ago.

Although it was never used because it was so hard to control.

We did not need so powerful an explosive.

Urium is so strong, even in microscopic quantities, it is dangerous.

It can only be handled in a magnetic field.

Since our culture does not recognize aggression, we destroyed the formula.

- All this is fascinating, but you haven't told us what you are doing here.

- To save the Earth from destruction.

- Destruction?

- I do not exaggerate.

Unless we cooperate to prevent it, both our planets are doomed.

Although we were aware of Earth's existence, we did not reveal ourselves till this threat of catastrophe made it necessary.

Because Paira and Earth share orbits, our astronomers realized that Earth's danger also menaced us.

We have always been in contact.

But until now we did not reveal ourselves to you because we did not need to.

- What is this disaster, this catastrophe you speak of that threatens to destroy us all?

- We have been keeping track of a runaway planet from another galaxy.

Now we are positive it is on a collision course with Earth.

We also know that if we cooperate, there is a good chance we can succeed in preventing the collision.

- Well, what does one say when he's told in so many words the world is coming to an end?

- There is one possibility we have thought of.

If you can induce those nations with stockpiles of atomic weapons to cooperate, it might be possible to use them in a barrage to change the planet's course.

- Will it work, do you think so?

- Theoretically, such a gigantic blast should affect the speed and direction of the planet and avert the collision.

- We have to try it.

- It's our only chance.

- We should appeal at once.

(thunder rolling) (lively rock music) - So what I'm saying to you is, The Six Million Dollar Man.

- The Six Million Dollar Man.

- The Fall Guy.

- The Fall Guy.

- Same person.

I think it's the same guy.

Oh, don't want to stop what's happening here, if there's something... - Its okay, shes not talking to me anyway.

All right well, folks welcome back, we're down here again in the... Sub- sub- sub- sub-basement here at the TV station with the mysterious Curator, who looks over the Merrill Movie Museum, and he's brought us another prop to look at this week.

And this one looks vaguely familiar.

- This is the life-size puppet that was made of Gillian Anderson, aka Agent Dana Scully.

- [El Sapo] It's life-sized?

- [Curator] Yes.

- [El Sapo] She's a lot shorter than I would have thought.

- Well, I think the torso was life-size, but she's taller.

At any rate, this was made for the first X-Files movie, Fight the Future.

There's a scene where agent Scully is frozen in a pod, and this is the actual Agent Scully you see in the pod.

Versus them sticking Gillian Anderson in the pod.

- And I've been in a pod, it's better to use a dummy.

I've been in many frozen pods.

This is amazing.

- Yeah, it really is a very detailed likeness of Gillian Anderson.

And sometimes I come across her and think she's there with me.

- So, the X-Files is one of those shows that obviously used a lot of prosthetics and makeup and props and things like that.

What's the difference between when you're doing a movie and you're doing a TV show?

Obviously it's got to be budget, right?

- Budget is a big part of it, but the detail that you're going to see, especially when you're talking about an older series like the X-Files, it wasn't filmed in high-definition or anything like that.

So you just had to worry about standard television definition and what was going to look OK under that.

Nowadays you would put more budget into the effects for a television program because you have the HDTV and even 4k TV to where the quality of the image is almost as good as it is on a motion picture screen.

Now on a motion picture screen obviously, you're dealing with an image that's going to be seen much much larger and at much greater detail.

So you would have to put a lot more detail into the stuff that's going to be shown close up on camera.

Things that are in the background you can get away with a little less detail, and a little less... Famously in Star Wars in the big medal scene, and in Star Wars there's literally cardboard stand-ups for some of the the Rebel soldiers that are there for the awards ceremony.

But they're far in the back, they're not the ones you're seeing close up.

- And I don't think you can ever overestimate the amount that effects and props and things like that play in a TV show.

And when we see something like the X-Files, it was such a good show, just so well written, that it's even come back in recent years.

And we've seen more of this kind of work that they've done, this amazing prop and effects work that they do on that show.

- It helps with the longevity of a show like that, too.

Nowadays things live forever in DVD and streaming.

There's a lot more rewatchable value in something that has really solid effects versus something that has very cheap effects.

Unless it's something like Star Trek, where it just becomes iconic, even despite the cheapness.

- Wow, well thank you again for showing us this piece, it's really amazing.

And why don't you folks get back to the movie, here on Nightmare Theatre.

- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

This is a special report.

Doctors Kamura, Matsuda, and Itsobe made an appeal today to the World Congress, bringing a warning the claim came from another planet, of an impending collision which could destroy the Earth.

The three scientists have appealed for the use of Earth's entire stockpile of hydrogen and atom bombs to blast this runaway Planet R out of its present collision course with Earth.

This information was conveyed by a visitor from space, from the planet Paira.

The scientists say the saucers and other phenomena observed recently were due to the activities of the Pairans attempting to communicate and warn us.

Though capable of assuming human appearance, Pairans in their natural form must wear that strange protective clothing which gave rise to the reports of monsters.

Because they are in a twin orbit with Earth, they have made themselves known to us, since the doom threatening the Earth would spell disaster for them as well.

- [Man] Quiet, please!

- Just a second.

Can I have your attention?

- Dr. Matsuda?

- Yes.

- [Reporter] Are you going to issue a statement?

- As you all know, the World Congress has refused our request for aid.

And why, because they couldn't believe the accuracy and truth as stated.

(reporters murmuring) Wait, wait a moment please.

Naturally, we're disappointed.

But we're sure we're right and we'll be vindicated.

Not only about Pairans, but also the Earth's annihilation through this planet they compute is on a collision course with us.

There is now only one thing left.

To make our own preparations, while trying to get the others to listen.

So that the World Congress is ready to act when they agree.

I'm sure they'll agree, because my Pairan informant estimates the rate of approach of Planet R will bring it into range of our instruments in 15 days.

(reporters murmuring) (dramatic music) - Tomorrow the planet comes within range of your telescope, is that correct, Doctor?

- Yes it is, and we shall then be able to make direct observations.

- Is there any means of coping with it?

- Yes there is.

Through the use of multiple atom and H-bombs, we expect to be able to alter R's course or completely destroy it.

- Are you sure the World Congress will cooperate?

- Certainly, once they're convinced.

If not, we'll be destroyed.

- Is there nothing at all we can do, then?

- Surprisingly, one of my colleagues discovered something that could work, theoretically at least.

- Oh, what is it, Doctor?

- An explosive energy source even more powerful than the A- or H-bombs.

- A colleague you say, Doctor?

- Yes, Dr. Matsuda.

- There's an article about you in the newspaper, dear.

- Really, what is it?

- They say you've discovered a very powerful new explosive.

- It's only theoretical, I suppose it didn't mention that.

But the biggest problem is producing it mechanically.

No one has the skill or technical capacity.

- Excuse me, a gentleman to see you, Dr. Matsuda.

- I told you I was at home to no one.

- Yes, sir.

But he insisted, he said he knew you were here.

- Who is he?

- George Saito is his name, Doctor.

- May I see the card?

- Yes.

- All right, I'll see him.

Tell him I'm in.

- Yes, sir.

- Oh, I just don't feel right.

I think I'll go out to the observatory after.

- Yes, dear.

- Please, sit down.

- Thank you.

- I'm sorry I cannot give you much time, but I am in a bit of a hurry.

- All right Doctor, I will be quite brief.

- Thank you.

- I'll get right to the point.

I want to buy your formula, how much do you want for it?

- Like to buy?

- I doubt you're aware, Doctor, just how valuable it is.

- Mr. Saito, who are you?

- A most unselfish friend, let us say.

- What could you do with it?

- Sell it to one of my clients.

- What sort of traitor are you?

- Traitor?

But I'm not a Japanese.

- Then what are you?

- As I said, a friend.

- I want no such friend, get out.

You are not welcome in this house.

- I am sorry to see you take that attitude, Doctor.

- Get out of this house, at once.

- (laughing) Till we meet again, Doctor.

- Who is that awful man?

- He's the devil.

- [Announcer] Attention, please.

Attention, please.

Stand by for special bulletins.

We will broadcast reports on Planet R as we receive them direct from the observatory.

(suspenseful music) - [Kamura] There it is, exactly as predicted.

- He sees it.

- Itsobe.

We'll let you look at it, one at a time.

It seems to be travelling very fast.

- Gentlemen please, don't push.

Would you like to see it, Mother?

(radio buzzing) - Yes, this is Tokyo calling.

Is this Sydney Observatory?

- [Radio] Do you read me?

- Yes, I've got it.

- [Radio] Have you spotted it?

- Yes, we just saw it coming.

- [Radio] Right, keep in touch.

- [Moyo] Thank you, I'll stand by.

- Professor, how soon before we collide?

- 50 days from today.

But we'll be scorched long before then.

- Can't we provide shelter from the heat?

- It might help for a time, but our only hope to avoid collision is blasting it off-course with atomic and hydrogen bombs.

- [Man] The World Congress must help us!

They must be convinced now!

What are they going to do?

Wait until it's too late?

- [Man] Yes, we must appeal again!

- [Announcer] Special bulletin.

According to reports just received, the World Congress has convened in emergency session to reconsider Japan's proposal for the use of atomic weapons against Planet R. - Is there anything we can do if we miss them, Doctor?

- May I have your attention.

As Chief of Police, I shall issue orders to evacuate the city of Tokyo.

(sirens blaring) - I'm sorry the shelter isn't large enough for all you parents.

- They're getting very panicky in the city.

We're grateful that at least she'll be safe here.

- We'll take good care of her.

- Thank you.

- Thank you so much.

- Good day.

- You be a good girl, do what your teacher tells you.

We'll see you soon.

- Of course you will.

- Good bye.

- Bye bye.

- That's a good girl, that's right.

(siren wailing) (drums beating) - [Toru] Dr. Kamura!

- What is it, Toru?

- Its velocity seems to have increased, Doctor.

- If acceleration continues, we'll soon see this planet of ours with the naked eye.

Any report yet?

- I'm afraid not.

- All right then Toru, let's move everything to shelter.

- Yes, sir.

All right, let's get the files downstairs, to start.

- Why are you doing this?

- Shut up and get in there!

Go on!

- Let me go!

Let go of me!

- All right, that'll do.

- Saito.

- I told you we'd meet again, Doctor.

- What's the meaning of this?

Why have you brought me here?

- To let you reconsider my offer.

- I'll reconsider nothing.

This is kidnapping.

- Oh now really, that's such a harsh word, Doctor.

I prefer things on a friendly basis, don't you?

I am ready to make a very generous offer.

You could live like a king in South America for instance.

- Let mean go, I tell you.

I've no interest in your offers.

- I'm afraid you don't understand, Doctor, I really want your formula.

Do you really think I'd let you get away so easily, Doctor?

Do you want to fly?

- Keep me here till we rot.

But you aren't going to get one single word of that formula from me.

- You're really difficult to convince.

- Just what good would the formula do you when the Planet R collides with us, and we're all dead?

- I don't believe in these fairytales of yours, Doctor.

And my patience is at an end.

Make him talk.

- All right children, carefully, one at a time, don't push.

That's right.

Don't rush, Hoshi.

That's right.

Hold on, now.

- I see, thank you.

I think you'd better come on over yourself now, yes.

Matsuda left several hours ago to come over here.

- What's taking so long?

If the World Congress doesn't act, and they haven't yet, there's only one chance.

And that's his formula.

- But even if we get the formula now, no one knows how to produce it.

(Matsuda groaning) (somber music) (wind whistling) (children screaming) - I wish I knew where my husband was.

- I'm sure he's all right.

He's probably just gone to another shelter, that's all.

- All right children, all fixed.

Now let's all help pick up these papers.

- Dr. Kamura!

Doctor!

- Toru, what is it?

- It's accelerating again!

- What?

- [Saki] Acceleration now steady.

No further increase in velocity apparent.

Brightness now minus 15.

- All right, Saki.

- Do you have a revised estimate?

- Collision within 20 days, sir.

- Huh?

We must appeal to the World Congress again.

- I don't understand what they could be waiting for.

- [Announcer] Attention please, an important announcement.

The World Congress, in special meeting, just ended, has reversed its decision on the Japanese proposal to divert Planet R. At 8:00 p.m. Japan time they will launch an atomic barrage against the intruder.

- Wonderful, at last.

- Finally.

- Hey, listen, everybody, hey!

Hear this.

You know what they're going to do tonight?

They're going to try and shoot that Planet R. They're going to take a whole lot of bombs and blow it up.

(children cheering) Hurray!

- All right, now, there.

There we are.

(clock ticking) (bell ringing) - What is happening?

- Doctor, what is it?

- They had no effect.

Nothing at all happened.

- And because Sleeping Beauty looked so lovely, Prince Charming couldn't help kissing her.

And then the spell was broken and everyone woke up.

Then Beauty and Prince got married and lived happily ever after.

Did you like it?

Good, now let's all go to sleep.

- It's terrible.

- What?

- Our missiles are powerless, they had no affect on Planet R. - Pairans assemble!

OK, fellow Pairans, we have to go down there and we have to warn all the Earthlings.

Well, at least the Japanese ones, they will listen.

But what form shall we take?

I heard the Japanese people sometimes eat starfish.

Remember, the key is we don't want to stand out.

OK guys, let's go over the plans.

What are you gonna do to go down there and warn the people?

I'm gonna be a creepy oily guy in a cheap suit who hangs around tennis courts.

I'm gonna be a lady tennis player who can leap 30 feet in the air.

And he's just gonna put on his outfit and dance, dance, dance.

Those are great ideas fellows, I'm glad to see you are thinking.

But you're gonna have to transform into humans before you go down.

Say, here's a thought.

Instead of us all going to Japan, why don't we split up and hit all the major countries?

It's a warning from space, right?

Shouldn't we warn as many people as possible?

Wouldn't that make more sense?

Nah.

Japan's the way to go.

People will listen to Japan.

- (sighing) Did I interrupt playtime?

You know we're gonna be on the air any minute, right?

Oh, good lord, we are on now.

Hello and welcome back.

I hope you're enjoying Warning From Space.

Apparently Sapo is.

It sure is looking bleak for the world, isn't it?

The World Congress does not believe Japan.

The man who has the formula has been rendered useless by Japanese gangsters.

And people everywhere are hiding.

- But couldn't the Pairan, a race of beings smart enough to master travelling across the universe, figure out how to do it themselves?

Why would they need a formula from an Earthling?

- I don't know, and I don't care.

I have to say one thing though about the Japanese people.

They are remarkably calm in the face of doom.

That one guy said they had 50 days before the planet hit them.

But then he added that they'd be scorched by the heat long before then.

The parents drop their kids off at the shelter and then just said bye and walked away.

These people are remarkably cool under pressure.

- Oh, I am too.

It's a skill you can learn over time.

- Oh really?

Do I have to remind you of the time you ran screaming down the street when that moth landed on you you?

You have folded like a cheap suit.

Speaking of cheap suits, do you ever wash that thing?

But enough of that, let's get back to the thrilling conclusion of Warning From Space here on Nightmare Theatre.

- It's increasing in brightness by the minute.

Our distance now?

- Five days to collision.

- Doctor, what is it?

- Get him some water.

- Give him room, let him breathe.

Gently, now.

- Easy.

- Carefully.

(somber music) (dramatic music) (children screaming) (Matsuda groaning) (Matsuda screaming) - It's awful, it's scorching hot up there.

- Come on, children.

Let's stop crying.

I know it's hot, but just be brave.

Listen, I have an idea, suppose we try singing a song.

Let's.

(Taeko singing) - With Matsuda's formula, we might still have a chance.

(eerie humming) - Hello, everyone.

Cheer up, I think we are going to be able to help you.

But where is Dr. Matsuda?

- Matsuda?

He's been missing for over a month.

- Dr. Matsuda's wearing one of our rings.

There should not be any difficulty finding him.

- Just how will wearing one of your rings help?

- Each ring is a combined radio receiver-transmitter.

And made of special material to show well on radar.

Come.

(eerie humming) Doctor.

Doctor, are you all right?

Listen to me, then.

We've managed to get together the equipment for a Urium bomb.

But we have to have the formula.

- Matsuda.

Matsuda, where are you?

(children crying) - All right children, it's bedtime.

- Try to rest quietly.

- Matsuda!

- Doctor, what happened to you?

- It's OK, darling.

- Are you hurt?

What happened?

- Here, come, sit down.

You're here now, you'll be all right, you'll be all right.

(eerie humming) - [Number 1] Attention, Earth men.

Attention, Earth men.

Pairan satellite calling.

The new super-weapon is ready.

Dr. Matsuda told us exactly what was needed.

His theoretical knowledge and our technical skills enabled us to make it-- - They have done it.

- You've done it, congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Ready missile.

Begin countdown, Earth men watch this.

- Yes, let's watch.

- Listen.

The countdown.

- [Pairan] Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Now!

- It's done it!

- Hurray!

(children screaming) (gentle orchestral music) (children singing) (children cheering) (parents cheering) (eerie humming) (dramatic music) - Boy that was quite a thrilling conclusion.

The bunnies, the badgers, owls, and crabs all survived, even that turtle.

All's well that ends well, I guess.

- And that starfish lady went back home.

- Yes, she did.

She is gone, but the haunting memory of that starfish image will linger in our minds.

But we do hope you folks will join us next week.

What do we have next week, El Sapo?

- It looks like we have this.

(dramatic music) (hinges creaking) (woman screaming) - I'm Vincent Price.

And you're invited to my party in The House on Haunted Hill.

Where so far, the ghosts have murdered only seven people.

(woman screaming) So won't you come, and make it eight?

You'll see human heads without bodies.

Mysterious pools of blood dripping from the ceiling.

The walls move slowly in against you.

Don't try to escape, you can't.

(dramatic music) (woman screaming) - You ready, dear?

- No.

- Are you ready, dear?

- Yes, damn you.

(woman screaming) - The ghosts are waiting, so won't you join me in The House on Haunted Hill?

Hurry, or you'll be late for your own funeral.

(dramatic music) - (sighing) Well, that looks terrible.

Maybe I will call in sick next week.

No, I'll be here, and I hope you are too.

And in the meantime, may all your dreams be nightmares.

(thunder rolling) (lively rock music)