The Invaders (1967–1968): Season 1, Episode 10 - The Ivy Curtain - full transcript

Everything all right back there?

Everything's fine, Mr. Cahill.

This is Charter Three
to Cameron One.

Come in, Cameron One.

This is Cameron One.

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 Three 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!

(thunder rumbling)

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?!

NARRATOR: 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.

(eerie whirring)

it began with the landing of
a craft from another galaxy.

(whirring intensifies)

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.

NARRATOR: 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.

(door opening)

(oscillating tone)

(woman screaming)

MAN: 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.

(oscillating tone)

(woman screaming)

MALE ELECTRONIC
VOICE: 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.

(tires screeching)

MALE ELECTRONIC VOICE: 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?

Not really.

But you should
have come in earlier.

Barney gave out his story,
and then... then he left.

It's, uh... it's in your paper.

Look, miss, I'm covering
this story for the wire services.

Now, if I don't make
a deadline by tonight,

I'm out of a job.

Now, is there anyone here

who can give me the
information I need?

Well, um...

I'm not exactly a fountain
of knowledge, but, uh...

I am here.

Available for interviews?

Interviews or
seances... clambakes...

poetry readings.

Give me just a
moment to close up.

You sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I don't really like
the taste much, but...

(clears throat)

it does loosen me up.

We were talking
about the accident.

We were talking about me.

Well, it was just another
everyday, nothing-forced landing.

We have them five
times a year at Cameron.

How often does Barney
Cahill have them?

Look, whatever Barney
is, I can guarantee you

that, uh, he hasn't
done anything wrong...

Not today, not any other day...

He has no guts.

He had them all shot out

in World War II.

Well, maybe he found them again.

Sure he found them.

That's why he's working here.

That's why he stopped being
a hotshot test pilot in L.A.

Are you sure there's no
place I can find him tonight?

Well, why don't we talk
about it in the car, huh?

I'll go powder my nose.

Hey, Jim, where'd he go?

I don't know, Stace,
but he left a big tip.

Uh... give me
another one, huh, Jim?

Make it a double.

No, no, nobody got hurt.

In fact, the passengers
got quite a kick out of it.

Yeah, well, it gave them
something to talk about.

(doorbell buzzing)

Hey, Jimmy, there's
my wife at the door.

She must have forgot her keys.

Look, I'll call you
later, all right?

And listen... thanks
for everything. Right.

Hi, darling.

Sorry I'm late.

Ah, that silly old car
just refused to start again.

Well, why don't you
try filling it with martinis?

You seem to run
pretty well on them.

I had one drink while
the car was being fixed.

Will you unzip me, please?

I'd like to take a shower.

Who paid your
bar bill this time?

I did.

With what?

Your wedding ring?

You know I don't wear
that to work anymore.

It gets in the way when I type.

Doesn't help you too much
in saloons, either, does it?

When was the last time you
bought me a drink, Barney?

That's not what we're talking
about, baby, and you know it.

You know something?

If there's one
thing I can't stand,

it's a reformed drunk.

Why don't you level,
for once in your life?

It has nothing to do with a
drink or a night on the town.

It's me, isn't it? So
why not get it out?!

"It's me, it's me"...
Like you're so important.

Like you're a real big
man who's misunderstood.

Well, tell me
something, darling.

Who are you? What are you?

Well, for one thing, I
happen to be your husband.

Yeah. Who's old
enough to be my father

and who's just as broke as
he was on the day he died.

What happened to all
the promises, Barney?

You were going to
give me the whole world.

Now, don't start that again.

Just leave it ride
for once, will you?

$2,000 a week.

They offered you $2,000 a week

just to test out some
few fancy planes.

Yeah? Well, I wasn't sorry

about turning it down
then; I'm not sorry now.

Look, baby, I'm a little too old

and a little too tired to
start being a hero again.

The whole world.

Where is it, Barney?

Me, I need a few drinks
before I come home.

Hi, Pete.

Lieutenant.

Vincent?

Yes.

Detective Lieutenant Alvarado.

Lieutenant.

You said on the phone

that somebody tried
to kill you, Mr. Vincent.

That's right.

Who?

I'm not... sure, exactly.

They're from Midlands Academy.

Excu... excuse me, I
didn't hear you. What?

Doctor, would you
mind... just a minute.

They were from Midlands Academy.

Midlands Academy?

Right.

Well, why? Why would
they want to kill you?

To keep me quiet.

That academy is a front, a fake.

It's really a school for
people who are planning

to overthrow the government.

And, uh, you found out about it.

How?

I mean, what's your connection
with the academy, Mr. Vincent?

Look, I can prove
all this to you

if you'll just go
out there with me.

You're not going
anywhere, mister.

Not for a couple of
days. Not in your shape.

Has he been drinking?

Look, I'm not drunk.

It's on your breath, pal.

How many have you had tonight?

I know what I'm talking about.

You get a good night's sleep

and we'll be back
in the morning.

Look, Lieutenant, if you
go out... In the morning, pal.

Oh.

Barney?

Barney?

This... this money...

where does it come from?

Ah. Well, it may not be
the whole world, baby...

but it's a beginning.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about $3,000.

And $4,000 tomorrow.

Come on. Here.

To bigger and better things.

Barney... tell me...

where does this money come from?

(glass and ice clattering)

From Mr. Cahill.

To Mrs. Cahill, with love.

Now, what do you
want, a new dress?

You got it.

A new car? You got that, too.

Hey, Barney, stop it.

In fact, what we'll do, as
soon as we finish the drink,

we'll go down and
pick out a new one.

Any kind you want.

Any color! Anything at all!

Barney, what are
you talking about?

I'm talking about that world.

It begins right now.

Barney, you must be mad.

I don't... where did
you get this money?

I don't understand
what's gotten...

(playing rock 'n' roll)

Look, if you ask me,

we ought to drop
the bomb on China

before they drop it on us.

I don't know why they're
taking all this pushing around.

You'd better believe it, baby.

These new cops
are all power hungry.

We keep playing ball with them,

and this country's going to
turn into a real police state.

Is something wrong, Doctor?

Much too passionate.

Fanatics never influence anyone.

Now, if we are going
to poison their minds,

sow seeds of hate
and destruction,

we must be convincing; sincere.

Now, you've learnt the theory,

will you please
put it into practice?

Yes, Doctor.

I mean, why make such a
big scene about LSD or pot?

It's groovy!

Who are they to
tell us how to live?

Now, that is very good.

Well, you sold us quite
a story, Mr. Vincent.

We've never had any enemy
agents here in Cameron before.

I'm looking forward
to meeting them.

No, no, no, no,
really, absolutely not.

Now, I refuse to allow
you to disrupt our classes

and upset our students.

We just want to look around.

There won't be any disturbance.

Oh, that's your
opinion, Lieuten...

Good morning, gentlemen.

What seems to be the trouble?

I wish I knew, Dr. Reynard.

Some nonsense about a conspiracy

to overthrow the government.

A lunatic story that...

Overthrow the government?!

At this academy?

Oh, Lieutenant,
you can't be serious.

I'm not making any accusations.

I can save us a lot of time,

if you'll just come
with me, Lieutenant.

No, no, no, just a moment,
just a moment... I'm sorry.

Now, we have classes in session.

Unless you have a
search warrant, no.

I'm sorry.

I was hoping we wouldn't
have to use this, Dr. Reynard.

Very well.

Show him around.

DAVID: I think can show
them what they want to see.

Yesterday, in here,
they had a demonstration

on how to use fear as a weapon.

Now, let me ask you
something, Lieutenant.

Do you get a search warrant
every time some crackpot

comes to you with a
ridiculous story about...

Do you mind, Mr. Burns?

One of our study halls.

BURNS: No, no, no.

I'm sorry. No visitors
are permitted in there.

It's locked.

Let's open it, Mr. Burns.

Do you have a key?

Yes, I have a key.

(rock 'n' roll playing)

Recreation room.

Actually, it's, uh, much
busier during lunchtime.

Open the other room.

(sighing): Let me
have the key, Mr. Burns.

Use this one, Lieutenant.

Therefore only 20 of the 103
elements on the periodic table

can be called nonmetallic.

And, yet, the metallic ones
are difficult to recognize.

Does anyone know why?

Sir?

Yes.

Because they're usually
combined with other elements.

That's right.

Let's try a little experiment
with 20 nonmetallic elements...

Some kind of a gag, Vincent?

(sighing)

I know how this
looks, Lieutenant,

but they've changed
everything around.

I swear, they've
changed everything.

Lieutenant, there's
another part of the building...

Never mind, Mr. Burns.

I've seen enough. Thank you.

Come on, Vincent.

Mr. Vincent...

It's your wallet.

You must have
dropped it somewhere.

Whee!

(squealing and laughing)

Huh?

You can take me
flying without a plane.

Hey, speaking of flying,
I better get out of here.

Hey, Barney...

you're mixed up in
something illegal, aren't you?

Now, look, how many
times do I have to tell you?

I'm not mixed up in anything.

I made a deal,
a legitimate deal.

I just can't talk
about it, that's all.

Now stop worrying, huh?

I can't help it.

I... I just don't want
anything to happen to you.

You mean that?

I mean it, Barney.

Good luck, darling,
and please...

be careful.

Mr. Cahill?

Right.

I'm David Vincent.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

About what?

Midlands Academy.

In here.

I've got about three minutes.

I was at the academy yesterday.

I heard your conversation.

You what?

Do you know who
those people are?

What they're doing here?

I'm not sure I really care.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I've got a flight to make.

I know you're picking up
some passengers, Barney.

Do you know who they are?

They're foreign agents
being sent in here for training,

to infiltrate and
eventually take over.

Now, let's not get cute, huh?

If you're with the
government, say so.

If not, keep out of my way.

Maybe you haven't seen

what goes on at that academy.

I have. It's a training center.

It's a training center
where they learn

to act like us,
infiltrate our society

and eventually take
over and destroy us.

Who's going to destroy us?

Who are "they"?

Look, why are you
telling me all this?

If you really know something,

why don't you go to
the cops or the FBI?

Because I need proof.

You can give it to me.

What is this, a loyalty test?

They send you here
to sound me out?

Well, you can go back
and tell them I passed.

They must be paying
you a lot of money.

That's right, buster...
a lot of money.

STACY: Barney?

Are you in here?

Hey, the boss
is looking for you.

Where have you
b... Hello, Stacy.

You know my wife?

Yes. We, uh, met in
the office yesterday.

Mr. Vincent was
there on business.

Honey, the plane
is waiting for you.

You better hurry.

Now, wait a minute, Barney.

Look, will you listen
to me for just a minute?

Now, those students
you're going to pick up...

Please don't take
them to the academy.

Bring them here to this airport.

I'll have the police
or the FBI waiting.

Barney, what is
he talking about?

Don't pay any attention to him.

Your husband's working
for Midlands Academy.

Sooner or later, it
could get him killed.

Oh, no.

Now, look, I've
got it all worked out.

I'm going to milk
them for a few dollars,

then I'll... I'll
pull the string.

Barney, I know
them. It won't work.

Darling, I don't know
what this is all about,

but if what he's saying is true,

then please stop now.

It isn't worth it, darling.

Nothing's worth that.

Hey... I don't want to lose you.

All right.

Tell the police to
be here in two hours.

I'll have a plane
with four passengers.

Information?

I'd like the telephone number
of Midlands Academy, please.

Midlands Academy.

(whirring)

That... thing bring you here?

Answer me.

DAVID: They're foreign agents

and they're due to
arrive here at Cameron

in less than an hour.

Strictly speaking, Mr. Vincent,

this isn't in the jurisdiction
of the state police.

Yes, sir... Well,
I've tried that.

I've tried that here in Cameron.

But they referred me to you.

Now, if you don't
help me, who do I call?

All right, Mr. Vincent,
we'll be there.

All right, fine.

And thank you.

(electronic whirring)

(airplane approaching)

Cameron One, this
is Charter Three.

Come in, Cameron One.

This is Cameron
One, Barney. Come in.

I'll be dropping in
on you pretty soon.

How about some
landing instructions?

Cameron One, come in.

This is Charter Three.

Come in, Cameron One.

Come in, Cameron One.

Cameron One, come in.

This is Charter Three. Come in.

MAN: Charter Three,
this is Cameron One.

Come in, please. Over.

Is that you, Johnny?

Charter Three, the
runway is clear for landing.

Proceed according
to instructions. Over.

Where's Burns?

Don't go in there.

Please, don't go in there.

Look, they told me they
wouldn't hurt anybody.

They promised me that
they wouldn't hurt anybody.

I needed the money!

(gunshot)

(screams)

Barney, can you hear me?

This is David Vincent.

Can you hear me?

Yeah, I can hear you.
What's the matter?

Barney, get back
up into the air.

You understand? Don't land.

The people from the
academy are here.

They've been tipped off.

Do you hear me?
Don't land. Do not land.

All right, now...

I'll call the police
in Albuquerque.

Take your passengers there.

How'd they find out?

Who blew the whistle on us?

DAVID: Do you have enough
fuel to get to Albuquerque?

BARNEY: Not a chance.

Who blew the
whistle on us, David?

Never mind that.

You understand my
instructions so far?

DAVID: Barney?

Barney?

Yeah.

Tell Stacy I said thanks a lot.

Charter Three, come
in, Charter Three.

Barney? Come in, Barney.

Charter Three over and out.

(airplane approaching)

DAVID: Charter Three,
come in, Charter Three.

This is Charter Three.

Barney, where are you?

Over the school.

Right smack on target.

Charter Three out.

(explosion)

(mellow jazz playing softly)

MAN (over P.A.):
Your attention, please.

Bus for Albuquerque will
be leaving in five minutes.

Departure in five minutes.

Mr. Vincent, please,
I have to talk to you.

I, uh, I tried to reach
you at your hotel

but when they told me

that you'd checked
out already...

Well, for a second
I was almost glad,

because I was
afraid to face you.

All right, you've faced me.

Do you think that I
wanted Barney to die?

Look, all I wanted
was some money.

I didn't know...

How could I know
what Barney would do?

I just wanted some money.

I have to catch a bus.

NARRATOR: An
indoctrination center destroyed...

where new arrivals
on the planet Earth

can learn the fine
points of human behavior.

A day later, David Vincent

leaves the town of
Cameron, New Mexico,

grimly aware that
sometimes human behavior

can seem as alien as
creatures from another world.