The Twilight Zone (1959–1964): Season 3, Episode 18 - Dead Man's Shoes - full transcript

A homeless man takes the shoes of a dead gangster and steps into his life.

( theme music playing)

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.

YOUR NEXT STOP,
THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

OKAY, DUMP HIM.

( car door closes)

( thud)

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( siren wailing in distance)

( sirens growing louder)

( sirens passing by)

NATHAN EDWARD BLEDSOE,
OF THE BOWERY BLEDSOES,

A MAN ONCE, A SPECTER NOW,

ONE OF THOSE MYRIAD,
MODERN-DAY GHOSTS THAT HAUNT

THE REEKING NIGHTS OF THIS CITY

IN SEARCH OF A FLOP, A HANDOUT,
A GLASS OF FORGETFULNESS.

NATE DOESN'T KNOW IT, BUT
HIS SEARCH IS ABOUT TO END

BECAUSE THOSE SHINY NEW
SHOES ARE GOING TO CARRY HIM

RIGHT INTO THE CAPITAL
OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

HEY, NATE.



YEAH, WHAT DO YOU WANT?

NOTHIN'.

JUST WONDERED
WHERE YOU WAS GOING.

YOU, UH, MAKE A
LITTLE STRIKE, NATE?

NAH.

SO WHAT'S THE HURRY?

I DON'T KNOW.

DON'T TRY TO KID ME,
NATE... YOU'RE AFTER A JUG.

SAM. WHAT HAS COME OF YOU?

I SEE THE WHOLE THING

IS CLEARLY A CASE OF
ASSAULT AND BATTERY.

OH, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

I JUST ASKED HIM WHERE HE WAS...

I WILL GLADLY TESTIFY
FOR YOU IN A COURT CASE.

EH, FORGET IT.

HE DIDN'T MEAN NOTHING.

SPOKEN LIKE A TRUE GENTLEMAN.

THERE, YOU SEE? AREN'T
YOU ASHAMED OF YOURSELF

TO THINK THAT A
MAN OF SUCH HONOR

WOULD REFUSE TO
SHARE HIS WINDFALL

WITH HIS OLD COMRADES.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

NATHAN, NATHAN, NATHAN, PLEASE,

DON'T DESTROY THE
IMAGE THAT I HAVE CREATED.

IT'S QUITE OBVIOUS THAT
YOU'RE ON TO SOMETHING.

WE COULDN'T MISTAKE
YOUR STEADFAST WALK,

YOUR SENSE OF WELL-BEING.

AND YOUR NEW SHOES.

THEY'RE... A BIT
EXPENSIVE, AREN'T THEY?

I FOUND 'EM IN A ALLEY.

YES. IT LOOKS TO ME

LIKE, UH, BRITISH WORKMANSHIP,

BUT AREN'T THEY JUST,
UH, A LITTLE BIT SNUG?

THEY DO FEEL A LITTLE FUNNY.

YES, WELL, I WOULD BE GLAD...

AH, BUT THEY FIT OKAY.

UH, NATHAN, WHEN YOU
FOUND THE FOOTGEAR,

DID YOU ALSO, BY THE
REMOTEST CHANCE, FIND...?

JUST THE SHOES.

NOW WHERE ARE YOU HEADED, PAL?

TAKE YOUR HAND OFF ME.

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DANE? I'M GLAD
YOU'RE BACK, HONEY.

I KEEP LOSING.

WELL, WHAT HAVE YOU GOT...?

WHO ARE YOU?

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

LOOK, YOU BETTER
GET OUT OF HERE.

THAT'S DANE'S BOTTLE.

MM-HMM, THAT'S
WHY I'M DRINKING IT.

YOU KNOW, IF HE COMES
BACK AND FINDS YOU HERE,

HE'LL KILL YOU.

MISTER, DON'T YOU HEAR ME?

HE'LL KILL YOU.

WILMA...

YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT DOWNSTAIRS.

FIX ME A DRINK.

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( shaver buzzing)

BERNIE? WILMA.

IS DANE THERE?

OH, WELL LOOK, IF HE COMES
BACK, WILL YOU TELL HIM THAT...

WOULD YOU TELL HIM THAT
I NEED HIM RIGHT AWAY?

I'M AT THE APARTMENT.

OKAY.

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ALL RIGHT, MISTER, WHERE'S DANE?

DANE?

I DON'T UNDERSTAND, LADY.

OH, YES, YOU DO.

YOU'VE GOT HIS
SHOES, AND NO ONE ELSE

WEARS SHOES LIKE DANE'S.

OH, THE SHOES.

I FOUND THE SHOES.

YOU MEAN, YOU STOLE THEM.

YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT,
LADY, I STOLE THEM.

WHERE?

I DON'T... I DON'T UNDERSTAND...

AT THE CLUB?

THE WHAT?

WELL, WHAT WAS HE DOING THERE?

I DON'T KNOW, LADY, HONEST.

WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW, MISTER?

NOTHING.

I DON'T KNOW NOTHING, LADY, I...

YOU KNOW, I OUGHT TO KILL YOU...

BUSTING IN HERE LIKE
YOU OWN THE PLACE.

LADY, PLEASE, DON'T DO THAT.

PLEASE DON'T DO THAT,
PLEASE DON'T DO THAT!

PUT ON THE SHOES
AND GET OUT OF HERE.

YEAH.

YES, LADY, I'LL GO.

I THOUGHT I TOLD
YOU TO MIX ME A DRINK.

OH, LOOK, MISTER...

DO I HAVE TO BREAK YOUR ARM?

NO.

( door closes)

HOW ABOUT THAT DRINK?

WELL, WHAT'LL IT BE?

WHAT'LL IT BE?

WHAT DO I ALWAYS HAVE?

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU
ALWAYS HAVE, MISTER,

I REALLY DON'T.

TRY TEQUILA...

WITH A CUBE OF SUGAR.

DO YOU WANT TO TELL
ME WHO YOU REALLY ARE?

YOU TELL ME.

YOU KNOW, DANE'S COMING BACK,

AND IF YOU KNEW WHAT
WAS GOOD FOR YOU...

OH, I, UH, KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD FOR ME.

YOU.

DON'T TOUCH ME.

DON'T TOUCH ME, DON'T...

NOW, WHO AM I, BABY?

DANE.

NO, YOU'RE NOT.

YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE NOT!

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM?

( sobbing): AND WHAT
HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM?

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM?

NOW, LOOK, I HAVE SOME
UNFINISHED BUSINESS.

BUT YOU BE HERE WHEN I GET BACK.

( sobbing)

( mellow jazz tune on piano)

I LOVE THAT RHYTHM.

YES, SIR, WHAT WILL IT BE?

( loudly): TEQUILA WITH
A CUBE OF SUGAR.

YES, SIR.

FRIEND OF YOURS?

JIMMY, THAT FELLOW AT THE BAR...

YOU KNOW HIM?

NEGATIVE.

BEN, WHAT ABOUT YOU?

I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE, WHY?

WELL, HE SEEMS TO KNOW US.

YOU LIKE TO LIVE
DANGEROUSLY, DO YOU?

AM I?

IF YOU KEEP ON
STARING AT THIS WOMAN.

IT'S NOT THE WOMAN
I'M STARING AT.

LOOK... YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY.

WHY DON'T YOU
GET RID OF THE GUY?

OR INVITE HIM OVER,
DO SOMETHING!

BEN, GET HIM OVER HERE.

HEY.

MR. DAGGET WOULD LIKE
TO SEE YOU OVER THERE.

AT HIS OWN PERSONAL TABLE.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

DON'T SAY ANYTHING, JUST DO IT.

ALL RIGHT, I ACCEPT.

HEY, SWEETHEART, SIT OVER THERE.

HELLO, BERNIE.

YOU KNOW ME?

OH, BY REPUTATION.

OH... OH, I GET IT.

TEQUILA WITH A
LUMP OF SUGAR, HUH?

MMM.

THAT'S KIND OF A
FUNNY COINCIDENCE.

HOW'S THAT?

WELL, I, UH... I HAD A GOOD FRIEND
WHO DRANK THE SAME STUFF.

OH?

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

KILROY.

LOOK, BUDDY, WHEN
MR. DAGGET ASKS...

WHAT'S YOUR
BUSINESS, MR. KILROY?

WELL, YOU MIGHT SAY, UH,
I'M KIND OF A MESSENGER.

I'VE GOT A MESSAGE
FOR YOU, BERNIE.

WELL, LET'S HAVE IT.

NO, I, UH, WAS
GIVEN INSTRUCTIONS

TO DELIVER THIS
MESSAGE PRIVATELY.

WELL, IT'S A TOUCHY
MATTER, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS.

OH.

WHO'S IT FROM?

AFRAID I CAN'T SAY.

IT'S A NICE PLACE.

REAL NICE.

THE, UM... THE FELLOW THAT
GAVE YOU THIS MESSAGE,

WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE?

UH, BERNIE, MY BUSINESS IS
FORGETTING, NOT REMEMBERING.

MM-HMM.

ALL RIGHT, MESSENGER, LET'S GO.

OH, NO, THIS HAS
GOT TO BE PRIVATE.

IT WILL BE.

THIS IS MY OFFICE.

YOU CAN'T GET ANY
MORE PRIVATE THAN THIS.

EVEN THE WALLS ARE SOUNDPROOF.

TAKE IT EASY.

HAPPY EASTER.

YOU STILL GOT A MESSAGE FOR ME?

OH, YES, BUT, UH, TELL
THE EASTER BUNNY HERE

I'D LIKE MY GUN BACK AFTERWARDS.

MM-HMM.

ALL RIGHT, BOYS.

SIT DOWN.

MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE.

WELL, WELL, WELL.

HOW DID YOU GET IT
CLEANED SO FAST, BERNIE?

WHAT?

THE RUG.

I UNDERSTAND BLOOD'S VERY HARD

TO GET OUT, ISN'T IT?

I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT
I'LL DO, BERNIE.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT.

I'M TALKING ABOUT A GUY

WHO HAD A PRETTY NICE
THING GOING FOR HIM.

PLENTY OF DOUGH,
PLENTY OF ACTION.

ONLY HE WASN'T HAPPY
BECAUSE HE HAD A PARTNER.

THAT MEANT HE
COULDN'T BE NUMBER ONE.

BEING NUMBER ONE WAS
VERY IMPORTANT TO HIM.

SO HE OFFERED TO
BUY THE PARTNER OUT.

WHEN THE PARTNER REFUSED
TO SELL, HE KILLED HIM...

RIGHT THERE.

YOU KNOW, YOU'D NEVER KNOW.

IT WAS A SLICK JOB.

WHO ARE YOU?

OH, I TOLD YOU.

I'M A MESSENGER.

AND, UH, HERE'S THE MESSAGE.

YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT'D
WORK TWICE, DID YOU?

( gunshot)

I'LL BE BACK, BERNIE...

AND I'LL KEEP COMING
BACK AGAIN AND AGAIN

AND I'LL GET YOU.

SO HELP ME, I'LL GET YOU.

WHO IS HE?

IT'S D...

I DON'T KNOW.

OH, MY DEAR NATHAN,

YOU REALLY ARE
SMASHED, AREN'T YOU?

VERY CARELESS OF YOU.

AS FOR THESE, WE'LL DISCUSS
THEM AT SOME FUTURE DATE.

THERE'S AN OLD SAYING THAT
GOES, "IF THE SHOE FITS, WEAR IT,"

BUT BE CAREFUL.

IF YOU HAPPEN TO FIND A PAIR OF
SIZE NINE BLACK AND GRAY LOAFERS

MADE TO ORDER IN THE OLD
COUNTRY, BE VERY CAREFUL.

YOU MIGHT WALK RIGHT
INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

Announcer: ROD SERLING,
CREATOR OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE,

WILL TELL YOU ABOUT
NEXT WEEK'S STORY

AFTER THIS MESSAGE.

AND NOW, MR. SERLING.

PERHAPS NO CHARACTER
IN OR OUT OF FICTION

HAS HAD AS MUCH
NOTORIETY OR PUBLICITY

AS THE SO-CALLED GRIM REAPER.

NEXT WEEK ON THE TWILIGHT ZONE,

THROUGH THE GOOD
OFFICES OF MR. EARL HAMNER,

WE PRESENT A UNIQUE
STORY CALLED "THE HUNT."

IT CONCERNS THE DEMISE OF
AN OLD HUNTER AND HIS DOG.

AND THIS ONE WE RATHER
URGENTLY RECOMMEND TO PEOPLE

WHO HAVE LOST THEIR
SENSES OF HUMOR

AND WHO'D LIKE TO RECOVER SAME.

AS ONE OF MY KIDS SAYS,

THERE'S A TRILLION, TRILLION
WAYS OF TELLING A STORY.

BUT THERE'S REALLY ONLY ONE
WAY TO TELL A CHESTERFIELD STORY

AND THAT'S SIMPLY TO SAY

THAT GREAT TOBACCOS
MAKE A WONDERFUL SMOKE.

TRY CHESTERFIELDS. THEY SATISFY.

THIS IS JAMES ARNESS.

YOU KNOW, IT'S ONLY A SHORT HOP

FROM THE TWILIGHT ZONE
TO DODGE CITY IN GUNSMOKE.

SATURDAY NIGHTS OVER
MOST OF THESE STATIONS.