The Twilight Zone (1959–1964): Season 2, Episode 12 - Dust - full transcript
Luis Gallegos is scheduled to be hanged in a dusty western town after he was found guilty of killing a child while drunk. Gallegos' father begs everyone for mercy but the Marshal, who doesn't think the prisoner is a bad sort, has little choice but to proceed with the sentence. Peter Gomez decides to take advantage of the situation by selling the father his 'magic dust' that will make the townsfolk take pity on his son. Events provide for an unexpected conclusion.
( eerie music)
YOU'RE TRAVELING
THROUGH ANOTHER DIMENSION
A DIMENSION NOT ONLY OF
SIGHT AND SOUND, BUT OF MIND
A JOURNEY INTO A WONDROUS LAND
WHOSE BOUNDARIES
ARE THAT OF IMAGINATION.
THAT'S THE SIGNPOST UP AHEAD.
YOUR NEXT STOP,
THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
THERE WAS A VILLAGE
BUILT OF CRUMBLING
CLAY AND ROTTING WOOD
AND IT SQUATTED, UGLY,
UNDER A BROILING SUN
LIKE A SICK AND MANGY
ANIMAL WANTING TO DIE.
THIS VILLAGE HAD A VIRUS
SHARED BY ITS PEOPLE.
IT WAS THE GERM OF
SQUALOR, OF HOPELESSNESS
OF A LOSS OF FAITH.
FOR THE FAITHLESS, THE
HOPELESS, THE MISERY-LADEN
THERE IS TIME, AMPLE TIME
TO ENGAGE IN ONE OF THE
OTHER PURSUITS OF MEN.
THEY BEGIN TO
DESTROY THEMSELVES.
( man shouting)
Man: LADIES AND GENTS,
IT'S ME, PETER SYKES
PETER SYKES, BACK FROM ST. LOUIS
STOCKED UP WITH
EVERYTHING THAT'S NECESSARY
FOR KITCHEN AND BARN
AND THE DRY THROAT
AND THE SWOLLEN TONGUE.
( horse whinnies)
HA, HA!
YOUNG MR. GALLEGOS, I BELIEVE.
NOW, THIS IS A VERY
SPECIAL DAY, ISN'T IT?
NOW, LET'S SEE.
WHAT IS THIS SPECIAL DAY, EH?
AH, NOW I REMEMBER.
IT HAS JUST THIS MOMENT
COME BACK TO ME.
TODAY YOU GONNA GET HANGED.
TODAY, YOUNG MR. GALLEGOS,
KILLER OF CHILDREN
DANCES ON THE GALLOWS.
WELL, WHAT WILL IT BE
FOR YOU TODAY, MR. KOCH?
DON'T NEED ANY
MORE ROPE, DO YOU?
YOU OUGHT TO SEE THE
FANCY, FIVE-STRAND HEMP
I SOLD THE TOWN FOR
YOUR PARTY, GALLEGOS.
IT COULD LIFT FIVE OF YOU.
ANY MORE AT HOME
LIKE YOU, GALLEGOS?
( chuckles)
WELL, WHAT WILL BE
YOUR FANCY, MR. KOCH?
WHAT DO I FANCY, SYKES?
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I FANCY.
I'D LIKE YOU TO TAKE
YOUR FAT CARCASS
AND YOUR LOUD MOUTH
OUT INTO THE OPEN AIR.
THIS IS A SMALL ROOM
AND IT'S A HOT TIME
OF THE MORNING.
WELL, WHAT ABOUT YOU, GALLEGOS?
WHAT WOULD YOUR PLEASURE BE?
NICE HACKSAW, MAYBE?
THERE'S GOING TO BE
A FUNERAL PROCESSION
DOWN THAT STREET, GALLEGOS.
YOU BETTER GO TO
THE WINDOW AND WATCH.
THEY'RE BURYING THE LITTLE GIRL
THAT YOU MANGLED
UNDER YOUR WAGON.
YOU SOBERED UP NOW, EH?
YOU REMEMBER THE
LITTLE GIRL DON'T YOU?
YOU GOT STINKING DRUNK
AND YOU RACED YOUR
WAGON DOWN THAT STREET
AND WHAT YOU DID
TO THAT POOR LITTLE GIRL...
UH-UH, GALLEGOS.
HEY... YOU'LL HAVE
PLENTY OF CHANCE
TO MOVE AROUND THIS AFTERNOON.
YOU'LL BE ABLE TO
KICK AND KICK AND KICK.
( laughs)
YOU OUGHT TO TAKE A
DRINK OF THIS, SHERIFF.
IT'S A GOOD TONIC.
JUST THE THING
TO SET YOU UP
FINE FOR A HANGING.
MAKES YOU STRONG AND FIRM.
HERE, FEEL THIS.
I DON'T TOUCH DOG MEAT, SYKES.
YOU TALK BIG BEHIND
A BADGE, KOCH.
JUST SOUNDS BIG TO YOU
BECAUSE YOU'RE A MIDGET, SYKES.
YOU KNOW, I ALWAYS HAD A
LITTLE QUESTION ABOUT YOU.
YOU ALWAYS HAD A THING
FOR FOREIGNERS AND STRAYS
BUT YOU'RE MIGHTY TIGHT-LIPPED
WHEN IT COMES TO
ONE OF YOUR OWN.
YOU'RE NOT MY OWN, SYKES,
SO DON'T CLAIM ANY KINSHIP.
AS FOR THAT BOY IN
THERE HE HAD HIS TRIAL
AND TODAY HE'S
GOING TO SWING FOR IT.
THERE'S NOTHING IN HIS SENTENCE
THAT SAYS HE'S GOT
TO BE TORMENTED
BY A PIG WHO SELLS
TRINKETS AT FUNERALS.
GO ON, SYKES.
GET OUT OF HERE.
WHEN THIS DAY IS OVER, WHICH
ONE WILL YOU WEEP FOR, KOCH?
I HAVE TEARS ENOUGH FOR BOTH.
MR. AND MRS. CANFIELD,
I'M REAL SORRY ABOUT THIS.
MY CONDOLENCES TO YOU.
THIS AFTERNOON WILL
BE A LOT MORE CHEERY.
YES, WE GOING TO STRING UP
THE DIRTY LITTLE
ANIMAL THAT DONE THIS.
SHE GOING TO BE AVENGED.
YOU CAN SET YOUR MIND TO REST
ON THAT SCORE.
WE'LL STRING UP THAT
MANGLER OF CHILDREN
IF IT'S THE LAST THING WE DO.
SOME OTHER TIME, HUH, SYKES?
SOME OTHER TIME
YOU ACT LIKE A
MAN WITH NO BRAINS
BUT... NOT NOW.
NOW YOU KEEP QUIET.
NOW, LOOK AT THAT, WILL YOU?
AIN'T THAT THE MOST GALL
YOU EVER SEEN IN ONE PLACE?
GALLEGOS' OLD MAN
SHOWS HIS FACE IN TOWN
IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
AND DURING THE
FUNERAL PROCESSION, TOO.
SOMEBODY OUGHT TO
TAKE A HORSEWHIP TO THAT...
THAT...
Girl: MY FATHER WISHES ME
TO TELL YOU THAT... MY
FATHER WISHES FOR ME
TO TELL YOU THAT
HIS HEART IS BROKEN.
THAT IF HE COULD...
IF HE COULD GIVE...
HIS OWN LIFE IN RETURN.
HIS OWN LIFE IN
RETURN, ESTRELITA.
HIS OWN LIFE IN
RETURN, HE WOULD.
HE WOULD DO SO WITH
GREAT WILLINGNESS.
HE... HE UNDERSTANDS...
GET OUT OF THE WAY, LITTLE GIRL.
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
CAN'T YOU SEE... CAN'T YOU SEE
THAT WE'RE BURYING
OUR DAUGHTER TODAY?
OH, PLEASE, PLEASE.
MY SON DID NOT MEAN TO DO IT.
HE... HE'S A LOVER OF CHILDREN
AS YOU ALL ARE.
HE'S A LOVER OF CHILDREN.
HEY, OZZIE!
VAYASE A LA CASA.
NO SE LE NECESITA AQUI.
HE'S NOT NEEDED HERE.
IS THAT WHAT YOU SAY
TO YOUR OLD FATHER?
FATHER, TAKE ESTRELITA HOME.
THEY WILL HURT YOU.
PLEASE, GO HOME NOW.
VAYASE A LA CASA, POR FAVOR.
LUIS... LUIS.
MY LUCKY COIN.
IT IS SAID ONE CAN
MAKE A WISH ON IT.
Koch: GO HOME, OLD MAN.
MAKE YOUR PRAYERS
AND MAKE YOUR WISHES.
LUIS IS RIGHT.
YOU'LL DO NO GOOD HERE.
YOU NEVER BEEN
DRUNK, MR. SHERIFF?
YOU NEVER FELT SUCH
MISERY RISING IN YOU
THAT SALVATION
SEEMED TO LOOK AT YOU
FROM ONLY OUT OF A BOTTLE?
YOU NEVER FELT PAIN?
SUCH PAIN THAT YOU HAD
TO RIDE THROUGH THE NIGHT
AND NOT LOOK BEHIND YOU?
MY SON WAS HUNGRY
AND HE FELT SUCH PAIN
AND HE DRANK TOO MUCH.
HE RODE DOWN THE STREET
NOT LOOKING, NOT SEEING.
AND HE HAD A SADNESS...
DEEP INSIDE.
SADNESS THAT THERE
WAS NOT ENOUGH TO EAT
SADNESS THAT HE HAD NO WORK
SADNESS THE EARTH ALL AROUND HIM
WAS GROWING BARREN IN THE SUN.
HE DID NOT SEE THE LITTLE GIRL.
HE NEVER SAW
HER... FOR AN INSTANT.
PSST, LITTLE GIRL.
WAIT.
NOW, YOU STAY HERE.
I WON'T HURT YOU.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
YOU GO TELL YOUR
PAPA... YOU UNDERSTAND?
TELL YOUR PAPA I
WANT TO HELP HIM.
YOU TELL HIM THAT
HIS COIN IS NO GOOD...
IT'S WORTHLESS...
BUT THAT I HAVE A MAGIC DUST
THAT TURNS HATE INTO LOVE
BUT IT IS VERY, VERY PRECIOUS
VERY EXPENSIVE, COMPRENDE?
UNDERSTAND?
NOW... NOW, YOU TELL YOUR PAPA
TO BRING 100 PESOS TO
MY ROOM IN ONE HOUR
AND I WILL SELL
HIM THE MAGIC DUST
THAT MAKES PEOPLE
LOVE AND FORGIVE.
YOU UNDERSTAND, EH?
TELL YOUR PAPA, COMPRENDE?
GOOD, NOW YOU GO.
MAGIC DUST.
100 PESOS OF WORTH
OF MAGIC DUST.
IT SHOULD BE A GOOD
ATTENDANCE TODAY.
WHEN WAS IT GOD MADE PEOPLE?
WAS IT THE SIXTH DAY?
HE SHOULD HAVE
STOPPED ON THE FIFTH.
THEY'RE TIRED OF
HATING THIS PLACE.
THE SUN...
THE GROUND THAT IS
DEAD UNDER YOUR FEET.
THEY MUST GO OUT AND
FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO HATE.
THIS ISN'T A CARNIVAL, ROGERS.
IT'S A HANGING.
YOU MEAN THE KIDS?
THEY AIN'T NEVER SEEN A HANGING.
I FIGURED IT WAS TIME.
WHY?
WHY NOT?
THEY'LL LEARN A LESSON.
THEY'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS
TO DRUNKS THAT KILL KIDS.
I GUESS THAT'S PRETTY VITAL.
HOW DO YOU TEACH
THEM PAIN, ROGERS?
SHOOT ONE OF THEM IN THE ARM?
ALL RIGHT, YOU KIDS.
GET DOWN AND STAY TOGETHER.
IS THAT THE MAN THEY'RE
GOING TO PUT THE ROPE ON?
SI, LITTLE ONE.
I AM THE MAN.
WILL IT HURT?
IF GOD WILLS IT.
GO ON, BOY.
GET READY, LUIS.
IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME.
I'M READY, SHERIFF.
Man: COME ON, LET'S
GET IT OVER WITH.
YEAH, YOU SHOULD'VE
DONE THAT IN THE JAIL.
HANG HIM!
WHAT ARE WE WAITING
FOR? LET'S GET TO IT.
COME ON, SHERIFF, DO YOUR DUTY.
GET IT OVER WITH.
( chuckling)
THE LITTLE GIRL TOLD YOU?
YES, SHE TOLD ME.
SHE SAID THAT YOU HAD THE DUST.
DUST WITH MAGIC PROPERTIES.
THAT'S THE IDEA.
LITTLE OF THIS
SPRINKLED OVER THE
HEADS IN THE CROWD
WILL MAKE THEM FEEL
SYMPATHY FOR YOUR SON.
IT'S VERY RARE.
MAGIC, YOU KNOW.
YOU BROUGHT MONEY WITH YOU?
YES.
GOLD PIECES?
WHERE DID YOU GET THEM?
ALL MY FRIENDS.
ALL MY FRIENDS
WENT INTO THE CITY.
ONE SOLD A WAGON,
ANOTHER SOLD A HORSE
SOME BORROWED.
WE GOT MANY PESOS
AND WE CONVERTED THEM.
IT WILL WORK, MR. SYKES?
THE MAGIC DUST, IT WILL WORK?
YES.
YOU SOLD THE ROPE
TO HANG MY SON.
NOW YOU SELL ME THAT
WHICH WILL SAVE HIM?
WELL, I'M A BUSINESSMAN,
MR. GALLEGOS.
I SELL THAT WHICH IS NEEDED.
I MAKE NO DISTINCTIONS.
THIS WILL WORK.
I TOLD YOU, IT'S MAGIC.
LUIS!
LUIS!
I'M COMING, MY SON.
I'M COMING!
JUST THROW SOME IN
THE AIR OVER THEIR HEADS
AND THEN WATCH THE MAGIC.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
THEN WATCH THE MAGIC.
STRING HIM UP.
WE WAITED LONG ENOUGH.
Man 1: LET'S NOT STALL IT.
Man 2: GET IT OVER WITH.
Man 3: WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?
HURRY IT UP, SHERIFF.
Father: WAIT!
WAIT! WAIT!
YOU MUST PAY HEED
TO THE MAGIC NOW.
YOU MUST STOP ALL OF THIS
AND PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
MAGIC.
MAGIC!
YOU MUST PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
ALL OF YOU!
MAGIC... MAGIC... FOR LOVE.
( crowd laughing)
FOR COMPASSION.
MAGICALLY SO, THAT
MY SON CAN LIVE.
AS YOU YOURSELVES...
YOU ONCE USED TO LIVE.
MAGIC... MAGIC.
YOU... YOU MUST PAY HEED
TO THE... TO THE MAGIC.
IT'S ONLY FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC IS FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC IS FOR THE LOVE.
MAGIC... MAGIC.
YOU MUST PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
MAGIC... IT IS FOR LOVE.
IT IS FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC... IS FOR LOVE.
( banging and thumping)
Father: NO!
( sobbing): NO...
( crowd murmurs)
BUT IT WAS A NEW ROPE.
FIVE-STRAND HEMP.
NOBODY COULD HAVE BROKEN IT.
IT COULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN BROKEN.
WHAT ABOUT IT,
MR. CANFIELD, MRS. CANFIELD?
Father: OH, PLEASE, PLEASE.
IT'S THE MAGIC.
YOU CANNOT TRY TO
DEFEAT THE MAGIC.
Man: LET'S TRY IT AGAIN.
THERE ARE ONLY TWO PEOPLE HERE
WHO HAVE THE RIGHT TO
ASK FOR AN EYE FOR AN EYE.
WHAT ABOUT IT, MRS. CANFIELD?
NO MORE TODAY, JOHN.
NO MORE.
HE KILLED OUR CHILD.
AND PART OF HIMSELF
WHILE DOING IT.
AND HE'S SUFFERED ENOUGH.
SHERIFF KOCH, THERE MUST BE...
THERE MUST BE ANOTHER
HAND IN ALL OF THIS
FOR THE ROPE TO BREAK LIKE THAT.
ANOTHER HAND.
MAYBE... MAYBE THE
HAND OF PROVIDENCE.
YOU WANT TO STOP
IT THEN, MR. CANFIELD?
JOHN?
WE LEAVE IT LIKE THIS?
WE LEAVE IT LIKE THIS.
ONE VICTIM IS ENOUGH.
I THINK WE SHOULD
ALL GO HOME NOW.
I... I'M FREE.
ARE ANY OF US FREE, LUIS?
WELL, YOU CAN GO HOME NOW.
YOU HAVE THAT MUCH FREEDOM.
LUIS, IT WAS MAGIC.
IT WAS... MAGIC DUST.
IT BROUGHT BACK
LOVE TO THE PEOPLE.
YES, FATHER, IT WAS MAGIC.
IT'S TIME TO GO HOME NOW.
PLEASE, LET'S GO HOME NOW.
( laughing and crying)
NEW ROPE.
BRAND-NEW ROPE.
( coins clinking)
GO AHEAD. TAKE 'EM.
THEY'RE YOURS.
WHY?
DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WHY?
IT MUST BE MAGIC.
THAT'S WHAT SHE IS, MAGIC.
IT WAS A VERY SMALL,
MISERY-LADEN VILLAGE
ON THE DAY OF A HANGING
AND OF LITTLE
HISTORICAL CONSEQUENCE
AND IF THERE'S ANY
MORAL TO IT AT ALL
LET'S SAY THAT IN
ANY QUEST FOR MAGIC
IN ANY SEARCH FOR SORCERY,
WITCHERY, LEGERDEMAIN
FIRST CHECK THE HUMAN HEART.
FOR INSIDE THIS DEEP
PLACE THERE'S A WIZARDRY
THAT COSTS FAR MORE
THAN A FEW PIECES OF GOLD.
TONIGHT'S CASE IN POINT
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
Announcer: ROD SERLING, THE
CREATOR OF TWILIGHT ZONE
WILL TELL YOU ABOUT
NEXT WEEK'S STORY
AFTER THIS WORD FROM
OUR ALTERNATE SPONSOR.
AND NOW, MR. SERLING.
IN THIS RATHER POSH CLUB,
YOU'LL SEE A GROUP OF MEN
ARGUE A SOMEWHAT METAPHYSICAL
SUBJECT LIKE TIME TRAVEL.
ONE OF THEM MAINTAINS IT'S
POSSIBLE TO GO BACK IN TIME
MAKE A FEW CHANGES IN
HISTORY, AND, AS A RESULT
DO QUITE A JOB ON THE PRESENT
IN THIS CASE THE ASSASSINATION
OF ONE ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
NEXT WEEK, A STORY
CALLED "BACK THERE."
I'D LIKE YOU ALL
TO COME WITH US.
I THINK YOU'LL FIND IT A
MOST EXCITING JOURNEY.
THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT.
( eerie music)
Announcer: SEE THE NEW ANDY
GRIFFITH SHOW EACH WEEK
OVER MOST OF THESE STATIONS.
CONSULT LOCAL LISTINGS.
YOU'RE TRAVELING
THROUGH ANOTHER DIMENSION
A DIMENSION NOT ONLY OF
SIGHT AND SOUND, BUT OF MIND
A JOURNEY INTO A WONDROUS LAND
WHOSE BOUNDARIES
ARE THAT OF IMAGINATION.
THAT'S THE SIGNPOST UP AHEAD.
YOUR NEXT STOP,
THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
THERE WAS A VILLAGE
BUILT OF CRUMBLING
CLAY AND ROTTING WOOD
AND IT SQUATTED, UGLY,
UNDER A BROILING SUN
LIKE A SICK AND MANGY
ANIMAL WANTING TO DIE.
THIS VILLAGE HAD A VIRUS
SHARED BY ITS PEOPLE.
IT WAS THE GERM OF
SQUALOR, OF HOPELESSNESS
OF A LOSS OF FAITH.
FOR THE FAITHLESS, THE
HOPELESS, THE MISERY-LADEN
THERE IS TIME, AMPLE TIME
TO ENGAGE IN ONE OF THE
OTHER PURSUITS OF MEN.
THEY BEGIN TO
DESTROY THEMSELVES.
( man shouting)
Man: LADIES AND GENTS,
IT'S ME, PETER SYKES
PETER SYKES, BACK FROM ST. LOUIS
STOCKED UP WITH
EVERYTHING THAT'S NECESSARY
FOR KITCHEN AND BARN
AND THE DRY THROAT
AND THE SWOLLEN TONGUE.
( horse whinnies)
HA, HA!
YOUNG MR. GALLEGOS, I BELIEVE.
NOW, THIS IS A VERY
SPECIAL DAY, ISN'T IT?
NOW, LET'S SEE.
WHAT IS THIS SPECIAL DAY, EH?
AH, NOW I REMEMBER.
IT HAS JUST THIS MOMENT
COME BACK TO ME.
TODAY YOU GONNA GET HANGED.
TODAY, YOUNG MR. GALLEGOS,
KILLER OF CHILDREN
DANCES ON THE GALLOWS.
WELL, WHAT WILL IT BE
FOR YOU TODAY, MR. KOCH?
DON'T NEED ANY
MORE ROPE, DO YOU?
YOU OUGHT TO SEE THE
FANCY, FIVE-STRAND HEMP
I SOLD THE TOWN FOR
YOUR PARTY, GALLEGOS.
IT COULD LIFT FIVE OF YOU.
ANY MORE AT HOME
LIKE YOU, GALLEGOS?
( chuckles)
WELL, WHAT WILL BE
YOUR FANCY, MR. KOCH?
WHAT DO I FANCY, SYKES?
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I FANCY.
I'D LIKE YOU TO TAKE
YOUR FAT CARCASS
AND YOUR LOUD MOUTH
OUT INTO THE OPEN AIR.
THIS IS A SMALL ROOM
AND IT'S A HOT TIME
OF THE MORNING.
WELL, WHAT ABOUT YOU, GALLEGOS?
WHAT WOULD YOUR PLEASURE BE?
NICE HACKSAW, MAYBE?
THERE'S GOING TO BE
A FUNERAL PROCESSION
DOWN THAT STREET, GALLEGOS.
YOU BETTER GO TO
THE WINDOW AND WATCH.
THEY'RE BURYING THE LITTLE GIRL
THAT YOU MANGLED
UNDER YOUR WAGON.
YOU SOBERED UP NOW, EH?
YOU REMEMBER THE
LITTLE GIRL DON'T YOU?
YOU GOT STINKING DRUNK
AND YOU RACED YOUR
WAGON DOWN THAT STREET
AND WHAT YOU DID
TO THAT POOR LITTLE GIRL...
UH-UH, GALLEGOS.
HEY... YOU'LL HAVE
PLENTY OF CHANCE
TO MOVE AROUND THIS AFTERNOON.
YOU'LL BE ABLE TO
KICK AND KICK AND KICK.
( laughs)
YOU OUGHT TO TAKE A
DRINK OF THIS, SHERIFF.
IT'S A GOOD TONIC.
JUST THE THING
TO SET YOU UP
FINE FOR A HANGING.
MAKES YOU STRONG AND FIRM.
HERE, FEEL THIS.
I DON'T TOUCH DOG MEAT, SYKES.
YOU TALK BIG BEHIND
A BADGE, KOCH.
JUST SOUNDS BIG TO YOU
BECAUSE YOU'RE A MIDGET, SYKES.
YOU KNOW, I ALWAYS HAD A
LITTLE QUESTION ABOUT YOU.
YOU ALWAYS HAD A THING
FOR FOREIGNERS AND STRAYS
BUT YOU'RE MIGHTY TIGHT-LIPPED
WHEN IT COMES TO
ONE OF YOUR OWN.
YOU'RE NOT MY OWN, SYKES,
SO DON'T CLAIM ANY KINSHIP.
AS FOR THAT BOY IN
THERE HE HAD HIS TRIAL
AND TODAY HE'S
GOING TO SWING FOR IT.
THERE'S NOTHING IN HIS SENTENCE
THAT SAYS HE'S GOT
TO BE TORMENTED
BY A PIG WHO SELLS
TRINKETS AT FUNERALS.
GO ON, SYKES.
GET OUT OF HERE.
WHEN THIS DAY IS OVER, WHICH
ONE WILL YOU WEEP FOR, KOCH?
I HAVE TEARS ENOUGH FOR BOTH.
MR. AND MRS. CANFIELD,
I'M REAL SORRY ABOUT THIS.
MY CONDOLENCES TO YOU.
THIS AFTERNOON WILL
BE A LOT MORE CHEERY.
YES, WE GOING TO STRING UP
THE DIRTY LITTLE
ANIMAL THAT DONE THIS.
SHE GOING TO BE AVENGED.
YOU CAN SET YOUR MIND TO REST
ON THAT SCORE.
WE'LL STRING UP THAT
MANGLER OF CHILDREN
IF IT'S THE LAST THING WE DO.
SOME OTHER TIME, HUH, SYKES?
SOME OTHER TIME
YOU ACT LIKE A
MAN WITH NO BRAINS
BUT... NOT NOW.
NOW YOU KEEP QUIET.
NOW, LOOK AT THAT, WILL YOU?
AIN'T THAT THE MOST GALL
YOU EVER SEEN IN ONE PLACE?
GALLEGOS' OLD MAN
SHOWS HIS FACE IN TOWN
IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
AND DURING THE
FUNERAL PROCESSION, TOO.
SOMEBODY OUGHT TO
TAKE A HORSEWHIP TO THAT...
THAT...
Girl: MY FATHER WISHES ME
TO TELL YOU THAT... MY
FATHER WISHES FOR ME
TO TELL YOU THAT
HIS HEART IS BROKEN.
THAT IF HE COULD...
IF HE COULD GIVE...
HIS OWN LIFE IN RETURN.
HIS OWN LIFE IN
RETURN, ESTRELITA.
HIS OWN LIFE IN
RETURN, HE WOULD.
HE WOULD DO SO WITH
GREAT WILLINGNESS.
HE... HE UNDERSTANDS...
GET OUT OF THE WAY, LITTLE GIRL.
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
CAN'T YOU SEE... CAN'T YOU SEE
THAT WE'RE BURYING
OUR DAUGHTER TODAY?
OH, PLEASE, PLEASE.
MY SON DID NOT MEAN TO DO IT.
HE... HE'S A LOVER OF CHILDREN
AS YOU ALL ARE.
HE'S A LOVER OF CHILDREN.
HEY, OZZIE!
VAYASE A LA CASA.
NO SE LE NECESITA AQUI.
HE'S NOT NEEDED HERE.
IS THAT WHAT YOU SAY
TO YOUR OLD FATHER?
FATHER, TAKE ESTRELITA HOME.
THEY WILL HURT YOU.
PLEASE, GO HOME NOW.
VAYASE A LA CASA, POR FAVOR.
LUIS... LUIS.
MY LUCKY COIN.
IT IS SAID ONE CAN
MAKE A WISH ON IT.
Koch: GO HOME, OLD MAN.
MAKE YOUR PRAYERS
AND MAKE YOUR WISHES.
LUIS IS RIGHT.
YOU'LL DO NO GOOD HERE.
YOU NEVER BEEN
DRUNK, MR. SHERIFF?
YOU NEVER FELT SUCH
MISERY RISING IN YOU
THAT SALVATION
SEEMED TO LOOK AT YOU
FROM ONLY OUT OF A BOTTLE?
YOU NEVER FELT PAIN?
SUCH PAIN THAT YOU HAD
TO RIDE THROUGH THE NIGHT
AND NOT LOOK BEHIND YOU?
MY SON WAS HUNGRY
AND HE FELT SUCH PAIN
AND HE DRANK TOO MUCH.
HE RODE DOWN THE STREET
NOT LOOKING, NOT SEEING.
AND HE HAD A SADNESS...
DEEP INSIDE.
SADNESS THAT THERE
WAS NOT ENOUGH TO EAT
SADNESS THAT HE HAD NO WORK
SADNESS THE EARTH ALL AROUND HIM
WAS GROWING BARREN IN THE SUN.
HE DID NOT SEE THE LITTLE GIRL.
HE NEVER SAW
HER... FOR AN INSTANT.
PSST, LITTLE GIRL.
WAIT.
NOW, YOU STAY HERE.
I WON'T HURT YOU.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
YOU GO TELL YOUR
PAPA... YOU UNDERSTAND?
TELL YOUR PAPA I
WANT TO HELP HIM.
YOU TELL HIM THAT
HIS COIN IS NO GOOD...
IT'S WORTHLESS...
BUT THAT I HAVE A MAGIC DUST
THAT TURNS HATE INTO LOVE
BUT IT IS VERY, VERY PRECIOUS
VERY EXPENSIVE, COMPRENDE?
UNDERSTAND?
NOW... NOW, YOU TELL YOUR PAPA
TO BRING 100 PESOS TO
MY ROOM IN ONE HOUR
AND I WILL SELL
HIM THE MAGIC DUST
THAT MAKES PEOPLE
LOVE AND FORGIVE.
YOU UNDERSTAND, EH?
TELL YOUR PAPA, COMPRENDE?
GOOD, NOW YOU GO.
MAGIC DUST.
100 PESOS OF WORTH
OF MAGIC DUST.
IT SHOULD BE A GOOD
ATTENDANCE TODAY.
WHEN WAS IT GOD MADE PEOPLE?
WAS IT THE SIXTH DAY?
HE SHOULD HAVE
STOPPED ON THE FIFTH.
THEY'RE TIRED OF
HATING THIS PLACE.
THE SUN...
THE GROUND THAT IS
DEAD UNDER YOUR FEET.
THEY MUST GO OUT AND
FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO HATE.
THIS ISN'T A CARNIVAL, ROGERS.
IT'S A HANGING.
YOU MEAN THE KIDS?
THEY AIN'T NEVER SEEN A HANGING.
I FIGURED IT WAS TIME.
WHY?
WHY NOT?
THEY'LL LEARN A LESSON.
THEY'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS
TO DRUNKS THAT KILL KIDS.
I GUESS THAT'S PRETTY VITAL.
HOW DO YOU TEACH
THEM PAIN, ROGERS?
SHOOT ONE OF THEM IN THE ARM?
ALL RIGHT, YOU KIDS.
GET DOWN AND STAY TOGETHER.
IS THAT THE MAN THEY'RE
GOING TO PUT THE ROPE ON?
SI, LITTLE ONE.
I AM THE MAN.
WILL IT HURT?
IF GOD WILLS IT.
GO ON, BOY.
GET READY, LUIS.
IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME.
I'M READY, SHERIFF.
Man: COME ON, LET'S
GET IT OVER WITH.
YEAH, YOU SHOULD'VE
DONE THAT IN THE JAIL.
HANG HIM!
WHAT ARE WE WAITING
FOR? LET'S GET TO IT.
COME ON, SHERIFF, DO YOUR DUTY.
GET IT OVER WITH.
( chuckling)
THE LITTLE GIRL TOLD YOU?
YES, SHE TOLD ME.
SHE SAID THAT YOU HAD THE DUST.
DUST WITH MAGIC PROPERTIES.
THAT'S THE IDEA.
LITTLE OF THIS
SPRINKLED OVER THE
HEADS IN THE CROWD
WILL MAKE THEM FEEL
SYMPATHY FOR YOUR SON.
IT'S VERY RARE.
MAGIC, YOU KNOW.
YOU BROUGHT MONEY WITH YOU?
YES.
GOLD PIECES?
WHERE DID YOU GET THEM?
ALL MY FRIENDS.
ALL MY FRIENDS
WENT INTO THE CITY.
ONE SOLD A WAGON,
ANOTHER SOLD A HORSE
SOME BORROWED.
WE GOT MANY PESOS
AND WE CONVERTED THEM.
IT WILL WORK, MR. SYKES?
THE MAGIC DUST, IT WILL WORK?
YES.
YOU SOLD THE ROPE
TO HANG MY SON.
NOW YOU SELL ME THAT
WHICH WILL SAVE HIM?
WELL, I'M A BUSINESSMAN,
MR. GALLEGOS.
I SELL THAT WHICH IS NEEDED.
I MAKE NO DISTINCTIONS.
THIS WILL WORK.
I TOLD YOU, IT'S MAGIC.
LUIS!
LUIS!
I'M COMING, MY SON.
I'M COMING!
JUST THROW SOME IN
THE AIR OVER THEIR HEADS
AND THEN WATCH THE MAGIC.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
THEN WATCH THE MAGIC.
STRING HIM UP.
WE WAITED LONG ENOUGH.
Man 1: LET'S NOT STALL IT.
Man 2: GET IT OVER WITH.
Man 3: WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?
HURRY IT UP, SHERIFF.
Father: WAIT!
WAIT! WAIT!
YOU MUST PAY HEED
TO THE MAGIC NOW.
YOU MUST STOP ALL OF THIS
AND PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
MAGIC.
MAGIC!
YOU MUST PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
ALL OF YOU!
MAGIC... MAGIC... FOR LOVE.
( crowd laughing)
FOR COMPASSION.
MAGICALLY SO, THAT
MY SON CAN LIVE.
AS YOU YOURSELVES...
YOU ONCE USED TO LIVE.
MAGIC... MAGIC.
YOU... YOU MUST PAY HEED
TO THE... TO THE MAGIC.
IT'S ONLY FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC IS FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC IS FOR THE LOVE.
MAGIC... MAGIC.
YOU MUST PAY HEED TO THE MAGIC.
MAGIC... IT IS FOR LOVE.
IT IS FOR LOVE.
THE MAGIC... IS FOR LOVE.
( banging and thumping)
Father: NO!
( sobbing): NO...
( crowd murmurs)
BUT IT WAS A NEW ROPE.
FIVE-STRAND HEMP.
NOBODY COULD HAVE BROKEN IT.
IT COULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN BROKEN.
WHAT ABOUT IT,
MR. CANFIELD, MRS. CANFIELD?
Father: OH, PLEASE, PLEASE.
IT'S THE MAGIC.
YOU CANNOT TRY TO
DEFEAT THE MAGIC.
Man: LET'S TRY IT AGAIN.
THERE ARE ONLY TWO PEOPLE HERE
WHO HAVE THE RIGHT TO
ASK FOR AN EYE FOR AN EYE.
WHAT ABOUT IT, MRS. CANFIELD?
NO MORE TODAY, JOHN.
NO MORE.
HE KILLED OUR CHILD.
AND PART OF HIMSELF
WHILE DOING IT.
AND HE'S SUFFERED ENOUGH.
SHERIFF KOCH, THERE MUST BE...
THERE MUST BE ANOTHER
HAND IN ALL OF THIS
FOR THE ROPE TO BREAK LIKE THAT.
ANOTHER HAND.
MAYBE... MAYBE THE
HAND OF PROVIDENCE.
YOU WANT TO STOP
IT THEN, MR. CANFIELD?
JOHN?
WE LEAVE IT LIKE THIS?
WE LEAVE IT LIKE THIS.
ONE VICTIM IS ENOUGH.
I THINK WE SHOULD
ALL GO HOME NOW.
I... I'M FREE.
ARE ANY OF US FREE, LUIS?
WELL, YOU CAN GO HOME NOW.
YOU HAVE THAT MUCH FREEDOM.
LUIS, IT WAS MAGIC.
IT WAS... MAGIC DUST.
IT BROUGHT BACK
LOVE TO THE PEOPLE.
YES, FATHER, IT WAS MAGIC.
IT'S TIME TO GO HOME NOW.
PLEASE, LET'S GO HOME NOW.
( laughing and crying)
NEW ROPE.
BRAND-NEW ROPE.
( coins clinking)
GO AHEAD. TAKE 'EM.
THEY'RE YOURS.
WHY?
DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WHY?
IT MUST BE MAGIC.
THAT'S WHAT SHE IS, MAGIC.
IT WAS A VERY SMALL,
MISERY-LADEN VILLAGE
ON THE DAY OF A HANGING
AND OF LITTLE
HISTORICAL CONSEQUENCE
AND IF THERE'S ANY
MORAL TO IT AT ALL
LET'S SAY THAT IN
ANY QUEST FOR MAGIC
IN ANY SEARCH FOR SORCERY,
WITCHERY, LEGERDEMAIN
FIRST CHECK THE HUMAN HEART.
FOR INSIDE THIS DEEP
PLACE THERE'S A WIZARDRY
THAT COSTS FAR MORE
THAN A FEW PIECES OF GOLD.
TONIGHT'S CASE IN POINT
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
Announcer: ROD SERLING, THE
CREATOR OF TWILIGHT ZONE
WILL TELL YOU ABOUT
NEXT WEEK'S STORY
AFTER THIS WORD FROM
OUR ALTERNATE SPONSOR.
AND NOW, MR. SERLING.
IN THIS RATHER POSH CLUB,
YOU'LL SEE A GROUP OF MEN
ARGUE A SOMEWHAT METAPHYSICAL
SUBJECT LIKE TIME TRAVEL.
ONE OF THEM MAINTAINS IT'S
POSSIBLE TO GO BACK IN TIME
MAKE A FEW CHANGES IN
HISTORY, AND, AS A RESULT
DO QUITE A JOB ON THE PRESENT
IN THIS CASE THE ASSASSINATION
OF ONE ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
NEXT WEEK, A STORY
CALLED "BACK THERE."
I'D LIKE YOU ALL
TO COME WITH US.
I THINK YOU'LL FIND IT A
MOST EXCITING JOURNEY.
THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT.
( eerie music)
Announcer: SEE THE NEW ANDY
GRIFFITH SHOW EACH WEEK
OVER MOST OF THESE STATIONS.
CONSULT LOCAL LISTINGS.