The Outer Limits (1963–1965): Season 1, Episode 17 - Don't Open Till Doomsday - full transcript

A tiny space creature, bent on destruction, is captured by the scientist Mordecai Spazman. His rival, professor Harvey Kry, convinces the media that Spazman's claims are bogus. The vengeful Spazman boxes up the invader's miniature spacecraft as a wedding gift, presenting it to Kry's son. The alien imprisons Harvey Jr. inside the ship, to force Dr. Kry to help him complete his mission.

No, Daddy, no!

Run, Daddy, run!

Run!

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You are about to participate
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You are about to experience
the awe and mystery

which reaches
from the inner mind to...

The greatness of evil
lies in its awful accuracy.

Without that deadly talent
for being

in the right place
at the right time,

evil must suffer defeat,

for unlike
its opposite, good,

evil is allowed
no human failings,

no miscalculations.

Evil must be perfect

or depend upon
the imperfections of others.

For the newlyweds.



Um...

Don't tell anybody
I'm up here, Jusman.

My bride and I
are going to escape.

OK?

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Anything wrong, sir?

With what, Mr. Hayden?

Our marriage
license.

Oh, I... I guess not.

I just can't believe

you're as old
as it says here.

Well, I'll
get myself set.

While papa's getting set,

I'm just going
to steal a tiny minute

to make a call
I should've made

hours and hours ago.

Mrs. Kry?

What do you want?

It's me. Listen.

Very young, frightened...

But he's big, strong.

She's moneyed folk.

Come on, Mother.

Folks here need
a reliable witness.

I'll get you two
stood in the right places.

You took so long,
I've run out of time.

I'll call you back,
doctor.

Well, where to now?

Honeymoon or home?

There are no
decent hotels

here in Winterfield,

and those disreputable
motels on the highway...

Do you have
a room here?

Maybe we could...

Say, why don't you

go out to
old Mrs. Kry's place?

She's all alone and...

Mother!

She told me
just yesterday

that she's finally
decided to rent

that big, empty
bridal suite

on the top floor.

Ha ha ha!

Heaven itself couldn't
find you there.

Afraid?

No.

Of what?

Of being married.

Oh, I thought you meant
of coming here.

I feel crummy, Vivia.

Why?

For coming to
a place like this...

Like a hideout
for criminals,

like we're doing
something illegal.

We are, Gard.

Well, we're married.

But it's illegal
to get married...

Before you reach
the age of consent, I mean.

Do you wish we'd have
listened to your father

all of a sudden?

You getting that
let's-go-home feeling?

No, I'm not, Gard.

I know
you expect me to,

but I'm not.

Oh, look, Gard.
We love each other,

and we have every beautiful
feeling we can have.

We have everything...

But beggars
can't be choosers.

So don't go turning that
funny little nose of yours

up at this...

Well, this hideout...

Just as long as
my father can't find us.

He will... Even here.

No. She said, even heaven
itself couldn't find us here.

Come right in.

Ain't nobody here
but us chickens.

Ha ha ha!

I'm Mrs. Kry.

Now, watch your step.

I never use this floor,

so my light bulbs expire.

Careful now.

Stairs are the most
treacherous things.

That's the only reason
I've started to rent

my bridal suite.

So afraid,
living alone and all,

I might fall
down these stairs

and slowly die there
like a long-stemmed Rose

with the stem snapped.

So when
Mrs. Justice of the Peace

started plaguing me
about renting rooms.

"Couples are forever
asking me

"to recommend
a nice hotel,

"and there's not
a decent hotel

in Winterfield."

Oh. She's thinking
of her commission,

of course.

"10%," she said.

10% on whatever
I charge

for my bridal suite.

My unused
bridal suite.

Nobody's been
up there since 1929.

More than a quarter
of a century

to some people.

How much?

$35.

One for each year.

35 a day?

Just $35...

Till any time you're
ready to leave.

And payable
when you leave.

Oh, please.

Don't let my petrified
memories frighten you.

It was there to keep
trespassers out

of my graveyard.

I want those rooms
to remain inviolate.

You see, I've only
recently stopped

expecting my
young groom to return.

C'est la mort.

Now, there's
a light switch

at the top
of the stairs.

Oh, the door is stuck.

Time does that
to a door.

Use your broad,
groomy shoulders, Mr...

Uh, Smith.

You love her, Mr. Smith?

You must do whatever
you can for her.

You must do
whatever you must.

We can drive
all night,

be in another state
tomorrow.

No. If father
finds us...

Will I have
to spend my life

keeping trespassers
out of my graveyard?

Yeah.
hey!

Remember that
Thanksgiving day game

when Scotty
what's-his-name

deliberately broke
your nose in two places?

Hmm. I stole you from
Scotty what's-his-name.

It was Smith,
wasn't it?

Uh-uh. I'm Smith.

Well, what can I
do for you, Mr. Smith?

Kiss my nose
in two places.

Deliberately?
deliberately.

Also intentionally,

also with
purposefulness,

premeditation...

Looks like a movie
theater

somebody forgot
to tear down.

Makes me
kind of sad.

Look. She didn't even
open her wedding gifts.

Oh, would you?

Open her gifts?

Yours. If something
happened to me tonight.

Oh.

Know why I'm smiling?

Are you?

Yeah.
You know why?

Hmm. No.

I'm suddenly feeling
strong and important,

dependable and mature...

And virile.

Why?

Because, suddenly,
I'm married.

Do you feel
all those things?

Except virile.

Well, your father
said we couldn't get married

until we felt
all those things.

I guess he forgot
that most people

don't feel them
until they're married.

Gard...

I'm only going
down to the car.

Well, why, huh?

To get the suitcases

and to put the car
somewhere

where it won't be seen.

Look...

I'll be right back,
Vivia.

Will you hurry, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Just...

Gard?

Gard?

Aah!

Where is he?

Where did he go?

Your husband!

Uh, to the car.

He wanted to see
about the suitcases.

Is he coming back?

Oh, yes, of course
he's coming back.

A moment ago, I heard
a car in the driveway

below my window.

Could he have gone away?

Oh, no. Uh...

He, uh, he didn't
want the car

to be in the driveway,

so, well, he must
have taken it where...

No one could see it.

No.

I don't care
what you've done

or what you're
going to do.

I see love coiled
all about you and him,

and where there is love,
there is no evil.

Ohh...

Tres nouveau, isn't it?

Harvey Kry Sr.
Spent thousands on it...

A wedding present

for Harvey Kry Jr.
And his flaming new bride.

He wanted us
under his own roof,

where he could keep

his cold, scientific
eye on us.

I didn't like the idea,

but Harvey did.

My Harvey did.

Oh, he said, "we could
be happy here."

Even Daddy Kry couldn't
make us unhappy here."

Daddy Kry liked
to make people unhappy.

He tried to drum me out
of his son's life...

Like he drummed
this poor old fool

out of his mind,

but Harvey fought
for me, and we won.

Hmm... we won.

Ah, for a moment...
We won.

We were
in the ballroom that night...

Our wedding ball...

Our marriage
only 4 hours old...

Still unused.

We promised Daddy Kry

we wouldn't
go away,

we'd honeymoon here,

but my Harvey and I
conspired like naughty children.

The car was ready
in the driveway

to take us to a cabin
on some distant mountain...

A stolen honeymoon!

He was to steal up here,
change his clothes.

I was to lock myself
in the powder room.

My street clothes
were hidden there.

We would be quick.
No one would miss us.

I saw Harvey signal.

I saw him steal
up the stairs.

And then...

I never
saw him again.

No one ever
saw him again.

Daddy Kry died from it,

but I refused to.

I am going someday
to that distant mountain,

and I am going
with Harvey.

Oh, when he comes back,

he'll find that
nothing has changed...

Not the bridal suite,

not the car
in the driveway,

not I.

We are all
just as he left us.

No! Stay away!

Heaven help you! Don't!

No! Go away!

Mr. Smith!

Mr. Smith...

You come right
in here

this very old minute.

I told Vivia,
my wife,

I'd be back fast.

Well, who
do you think

I want to talk
to you about?

Ha ha ha!

You said you wanted
to talk about Vivia.

I've changed
my mind.

I've decided I'd
rather talk to Vivia

than about her.

Would you ask her
to come down here?

Well, she's... she's
probably tired.

Her name was
Balfour, wasn't it,

Mr. Smith?

Her Daddy know
she's out?

The Emmett Balfour
I've read about

would sizzle
his sunspots

if he knew his
little girl

had run away...

What do you want,
Mrs. Kry?

I want Vivia
to come down here

for a few
small minutes,

that's all.

Why?

To smile at me...

A few small smiles

to remind me
how brides smile.

Mr. Smith?

Will you persuade her
to come and smile at me?

Hmm...

Vivia?

Ohhh...

Vivia?

Huh?

Ohh...

Nothing like being
on the wrong side

of a stuck door
on your wedding night.

Vivia?

Vivia?

Help me!

Help me! Please!

Please,
somebody help me!

Please,
somebody help me!

Vivia?

Gard!

Gard! Please!
Please help me!

Gard!

You didn't see
her go, did you?

Go? Has she gone?

She didn't say
anything...

Good-bye
or anything.

You know, all along, I
kept expecting her to...

Oh, no.
No, don't go. Wait.

She's coming back.

She'll come back.

Don't go away.
Please.

Don't go.

Please, somebody!

Please! Please!

Aah!

Mrs. Kry?

Mrs. Kry?

What do you want?

It's me, Mrs. Kry.
Gard.

Where are you?

I wondered if I
could trouble you

to send my things
with my suitcase.

No. Come back.

She's here.

Is she?

She came back.

She's waiting
for you.

Don't you believe me?

Call her to the phone,
will you?

I've been just
driving around all night.

I'm going home now.

I figure that's
where she's gone.

Kids are supposed to go home
and grow up, aren't they?

Please... come back.

She'll come back.

You won't bend,
will you, Harvey?

Not even to pick up

one piece of my
broken, shattered heart.

You bloodless soul!

You heartless
mountain of good!

I sent someone to free you,
and he got away!

Now we're back
where we started!

Oh, Harvey!

Sweet husband!

More than a quarter
of a century, I've waited.

Each day, I wait
a little longer...

Die a little faster.

Oh, please.

Please, Harvey, do
what he wants you to do.

Help him here.

What do you care
if he destroys the world?

Let him annihilate
a million worlds!

What are worlds
to people...

Who live in hell?

Oh, Harvey.

Oh...

Ohhh...

Ohhh...

Oh, he's gone Harvey.

Our main chance is gone.

He thought she'd
ran home to her papa.

He thought all those sharp,
young, heartbreaking things.

Oh, it's going to be
a long, lonesome time

before I get us
another man.

Like I said,
Mr. Balfour,

we keep hearing as how
the young marrieds

are getting married
younger and younger,

but I never yet recited
the sweet words

at anybody below
the age of consent.

Couldn't be held against
you if you did, sir.

If my daughter
and her companion

presented you
with false documents,

well, you can't
prosecute a man

for being tricked
and lied to, can you?

Well, you can
answer that

better than I could,
Mr. Balfour,

I mean, you being
the district attorney...

Oh, that was
a long time ago.

I've moved on
to private enterprise...

Much more lucrative.

As district attorney,
I hardly ever carried

any real cash
on my person.

Excuse me, Mr. Balfour,

but mother's blanket
just came loose.

He's making
big lawyer talk, mother.

We better tell him
the truth.

You're no good
at all

when it comes to
arranging blankets,

are you, sir?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Wait! Don't go! Wait!

Who's there?

Vivia?

Are you up there?

Is that you,
Mr. Balfour?

Yes, it is.
I was told...

Vivia! Your father's
come to see you!

Please come up,
Mr. Balfour.

Ooh, careful now!

Stairs are the most
treacherous things.

Go on, Mr. Balfour.

She's alone up there,

weeping over
her little mistake,

but she'll weep with joy
when she sees

her Daddy's come
to take her home.

Ah.

Oh!

No, Daddy, no!

Run, Daddy, run!

Run!

Ahh.

Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy?

Daddy!

Wait a minute.

Her father.

Yeah, I know.

No one answers the door.

She said Vivia
had come back.

I didn't believe her.

I still don't,

but I can't leave
without making sure.

Give this
back to him.

No. I don't want
to see him.

He's not a nice person.

Face up to him, son.

Don't let him hurt
you or your sweetheart.

Where are we?

Oh, heaven, where are we?

You are no place.

You do not want
to stay here?

No.

How can I get out?

How can we get out?

I will transport you.

As you came,
you will go, if...

You will help me.

What do you
want me to do?

We came into your universe,
each of us in his own ship,

each ship containing

the nonelements of the void
from which we came.

Our first target
was this planet, earth.

We were to rejoin here
to blend our frequencies,

but I had no experience
with time or space.

I lost my way,

I became separated
from the others.

You must take me to them.

That is what
you must do.

They are useless
without me.

I am the fundamental
component.

Mine is the lowest frequency
in the complex vibration.

The annihilating
vibration.

Their plan was

to, first of all,
blow up the earth

and then
the entire universe.

He wouldn't do it,

but you will,
won't you?

Why didn't you ask her?

He did.

He asked
my wife, too...

Years ago.

I told her, if she
did what he asked,

I would stop
loving her,

but she promised,
if he freed me

and if he didn't
tell me

what she was doing,

she would send him
someone

less stubborn
than I.

Has she succeeded?

You may take
your daughter with you.

Get out!

You'll spoil everything!

Ah!

Ohh.

Yeah.

Vivia!

Vivia, come with me.

I'm not going to do it.

No!

I only
wanted to save us.

You will do it!

Get her out of here!

You will! You will!
You will!

Please.

You stupid monster!

You bloody fool!

You stupid
blackness!

Ohh!

Daddy!

If I cannot
annihilate the world,

then I must
uncreate myself...

And you.

Without that deadly talent

for being in the right place
at the right time,

evil must suffer defeat,

and with each defeat,
doomsday is postponed

for at least one more day.

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