The Twilight Zone (1959–1964): Season 4, Episode 2 - The Thirty-Fathom Grave - full transcript
In the early 1960's, as a U.S. Navy ship cruises near Guadalcanal in the South Pacific, its sonar detects muted hammering on metal undersea. The eerie sounds emanate from a submarine on the ocean floor, maybe there since World War II. A very nervous crew member (Mike Kellin) on the ship served aboard that sub - and he was its sole survivor.
( eerie music)
YOU UNLOCK THIS DOOR
WITH THE KEY OF IMAGINATION.
BEYOND IT IS
ANOTHER DIMENSION...
A DIMENSION OF SOUND,
A DIMENSION OF SIGHT,
A DIMENSION OF MIND.
YOU'RE MOVING INTO A LAND OF
BOTH SHADOW AND SUBSTANCE,
OF THINGS AND IDEAS.
YOU'VE JUST CROSSED
OVER INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
MR. SMITH...
WHAT'S YOUR PRESENT
COURSE AND SPEED?
SETTING ON COURSE
2-6-0 DEGREES THROUGH.
SPEED, 10 KNOTS, SIR.
COME RIGHT TO NEW COURSE 2-7-0
AND NAVIGATE TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
COME RIGHT TO NEW COURSE 2-7-0.
AYE, SIR.
COMING RIGHT TO
NEW COURSE, 2-7-0.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD
INDICATE 1-2-6,
TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
AYE, SIR.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD.
1-2-6 TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
ENGINE ROOM ANSWERS.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD,
1-2-6 TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS, SIR.
VERY WELL.
Man: STEADY ON NEW
COURSE 2-7-0, SIR.
VERY WELL.
DAMAGE REPORT, SIR,
ON THE MOTOR WHALE BOAT.
LET'S HEAR IT.
IT'S COMPLETELY
FILLED WITH WATER.
IT TOOK A LICKING IN THAT STORM.
IT WAS A CORKER OF A SWELL, SIR.
I'M AWARE OF THE
STORM, MR. MARMER.
I'M ALSO AWARE OF THE SWELL,
AND I'M AWARE THAT THAT BOAT
WAS NOT PROPERLY SECURED
FOR HEAVY WEATHER.
A 13-YEAR-OLD SEA
SCOUT WOULD'VE RIGGED IN
AND SECURED THAT BOAT PROPERLY.
YES, SIR.
TELL THE CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE
I WANT TO SEE HIM IN MY CABIN.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
ON THE DOUBLE!
CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE BELL
REPORTING AS ORDERED, SIR.
AT EASE, CHIEF.
THAT SHOULDN'T BE
TOO DIFFICULT FOR YOU,
SHOULD IT?
SIR?
THE STATE OF BEING AT EASE.
YOU'RE THE CHAMPION
OF THE FLEET,
WHEN IT COMES TO
BEING AT EASE, BELL.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND, SIR.
YOU'RE THE CHIEF
BOATSWAIN'S MATE.
YOU RUN THE DECK DIVISION,
HANDLE THE BOAT'S
RIGGING IN AND OUT,
SUPERVISE THE HEAVY EQUIPMENT
AND EIGHT OR TEN OTHER CARDINAL
DUTIES YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR,
NOT THE LEAST OF WHICH,
CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE BELL,
IS THE PROPER SECURING
OF THE WHALE BOAT!
NOW, LAST NIGHT,
WE HAD A BAD SWELL.
THAT BOAT SHOULD'VE
BEEN RIGGED IN.
INSTEAD IT WAS LEFT SWUNG OUT,
AND AS A RESULT,
SHE'S 80% DAMAGED
AND FILLED UP LIKE A POOL.
QUESTION, CHIEF: WHERE WERE YOU?
BEGGING THE
CAPTAIN'S PARDON, I...
DON'T BEG MY PARDON!
JUST TELL ME, IN A
BRIEF EXPLANATORY WAY,
WHY YOU COULDN'T
HANDLE THE INITIATIVES
OF A CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE,
AND WHY THE EFFICIENCY
OF THIS SHIP SUFFERED.
WE HAD NINE HOURS' WARNING
OF THAT STORM, BELL.
THIS SHIP SHOULD'VE
BEEN 100% PREPARED.
INSTEAD IT WASN'T, AND
I WANT TO KNOW WHY!
I DID THE BEST I COULD, SIR.
I... I HAVEN'T BEEN
FEELING UP TO PAR.
WELL, DID YOU
REPORT TO SICK BAY?
NO, SIR, I DIDN'T
REPORT TO, UM...
TO, UH, TO SICK BAY, SIR.
NOW, LOOK, CHIEF,
I'M NOT IN BUSINESS TO
PISTOL-WHIP MY CREW.
I WANT A TIGHT
SHIP, THAT'S TRUE...
BUT I HAPPEN TO CARE VERY MUCH
IF ONE OF MY SAILORS
HAS A PROBLEM
AND CAN'T FUNCTION
BECAUSE OF IT.
YOU'VE RATED 4-0 ALL
THE WAY DOWN THE LINE
FOR AS LONG AS YOU'VE
SERVED ON THIS SHIP.
SUDDENLY, IN THE
LAST THREE DAYS,
YOU'VE STOWED AWAY YOUR
SEAMANSHIP IN THE TRUNK
AND COME UP WITH SOME
DUMBHEAD BONERS I WOULDN'T EXPECT
FROM A 17-YEAR-OLD BOOT.
BELL, WHAT IS THE PROBLEM?
THERE IS A PROBLEM, THEN.
NO, SIR, NO PROBLEM, SIR.
I... I'LL WATCH IT
IN THE FUTURE, SIR.
ALL RIGHT.
WE'LL LEAVE IT THAT WAY, THEN.
IF YOU WANT TO BEND MY EAR,
YOU KNOW WHERE MY CABIN IS.
AYE, SIR.
CHIEF?
HEY, CHIEF, YOU ALL RIGHT?
YOU OKAY, CHIEF?
YOU LOOK A LITTLE WOOZY THERE.
YEAH.
YEAH, I'M OKAY.
Man: SIR, CONTACT BEARING 2-8-0.
1,100 YARDS.
ECHO QUALITY IS SHARP.
EVALUATE AS POSSIBLE SUBMARINE
BUT NOT MOVING.
PLOTTING DEAD IN THE WATER.
D.I.W.?
SHIP TO LISTEN.
( hollow tapping)
SOUNDS LIKE...
SOUNDS LIKE HAMMERING
OR SOMETHING, SIR.
BRIDGE, SONAR.
BRIDGE ON.
I HAVE SONAR CONTACT
BEARING 2-8-0 DEGREES
TRUE RANGE 1,100 YARDS.
SOUNDS LIKE A METAL OBJECT.
BEARING CLEAR.
WHAT KIND OF OBJECT, SONAR?
WE CAN'T TELL, SIR.
FROM ITS APPEARANCE
ON THE SCOPE,
IT'S SOME KIND OF LARGE OBJECT.
IT COULD BE A SUBMARINE.
BRIDGE, AYE.
SONAR PUTS A CONTACT, CAPTAIN.
2-8-0, 1,100 YARDS.
EVALUATION, A
POSSIBLE SUBMARINE.
POSSIBLE SUBMARINE?
STAY ON COURSE.
I WANT TO CHECK THE SCOPE.
INCIDENT 100 MILES OFF
THE COAST OF GUADALCANAL.
TIME, THE PRESENT.
THE UNITED STATES NAVAL
DESTROYER ON WHAT HAS BEEN
A MOST UNEVENTFUL CRUISE.
IN A MOMENT, THEY'RE GOING
TO SEND A MAN DOWN 30 FATHOMS
AND CHECK ON A NOISEMAKER...
SOMEONE OR SOMETHING
TAPPING ON METAL.
YOU MAY OR MAY NOT READ
THE RESULTS IN A NAVAL REPORT
BECAUSE CAPTAIN BEECHAM AND
HIS CREW HAVE JUST SET A COURSE
THAT WILL LEAD THIS
SHIP AND EVERYONE ON IT
INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
( hollow tapping)
HOW LONG HAVE YOU
BEEN IN CONTACT?
ABOUT THREE MINUTES, SIR.
( tapping)
IT'S A FUNNY ONE.
SURE SOUNDS LIKE
TAPPING ON METAL.
THAT'S WHAT I THINK, SIR.
BRIDGE, CHANGE COURSE TO 0-3-0
AND REDUCE SPEED TO FIVE KNOTS.
Bridge, aye.
TRY MAKING CONTACT BY
UNDERWATER TELEPHONE.
I'VE ALREADY TRIED.
NO RESPONSE, SIR.
( tapping stops)
IT STOPPED NOW.
BUT SONAR STILL HAS A CONTACT.
STAY ON IT.
I'LL BE ON THE BRIDGE.
( sonar bleeping)
STEADY ON COURSE, 0-3-0.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD, ONE-THIRD,
5-0 RPMs FOR FIVE KNOTS, SIR.
VERY WELL.
Sailor: We're directly
over the object.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
AYE, SIR.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
( bell dings)
ENGINE ROOM ANSWERS:
ALL ENGINES STOP, SIR.
VERY WELL.
( hollow tapping)
DO YOU HEAR IT, SIR?
HOLD IT.
I WANT DEAD QUIET.
( tapping)
AIN'T THAT A KICK IN THE HEAD.
WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE IT IS?
GHOSTS, MAN, GHOSTS.
WHAT DO YOU THINK IT IS, CHIEF?
I NEVER HEARD ANYTHING
LIKE THAT BEFORE.
STOW IT!
LET'S KEEP IT QUIET DOWN THERE.
( tapping continues)
( tapping)
YOU OKAY, NOW, CHIEF?
YES.
I'M OKAY.
YOU BLACKED OUT UP
ON THE DECK, CHIEF.
( tapping)
I'M ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, NOW, I THINK
YOU BETTER LIE FLAT
FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
I'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, I WOULDN'T
DOUBT IT, CHIEF, BUT...
RIGHT NOW YOU LOOK
LIKE A CLASS-A SHIPWRECK.
WE STILL STOPPED?
YEAH, WE'RE STILL STOPPED.
WE'RE ALL CURIOUS
ABOUT WHAT'S MAKING THAT NOISE.
WHAT'S THE TROUBLE, CHIEF, HMM?
OH, BOY.
OH, BOY, THAT'S A FUNNY FEELING.
WHAT KIND OF FEELING?
I, UH... I CAN'T DESCRIBE IT.
WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
THAT IS DOWN THERE?
( tapping)
DON'T YOU WORRY
ABOUT IT, WHATEVER IT IS.
JUST GET SOME REST.
( tapping)
MR. SMITH?
CAPTAIN?
I WANT YOU TO STAY
GRAFTED TO ME, LIEUTENANT.
I MAY HAVE TO BE
TURNING IN A REPORT
THAT'LL STICK ME
ON A GARBAGE BARGE.
OR IN THE NAVY HOSPITAL.
I WANT 15 WITNESSES
AT MY HEARING
AND ALL ON MY SIDE.
COULD BE A SUB, SIR,
AND WE COULD BE HEARING IT.
IT'S ONLY ABOUT 30 FATHOMS.
SURE, IT COULD BE A SUB, MISTER.
THAT'S PROBABLY WHAT IT IS.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THIS SUB...
HAS IT GOT TWO ARMS AND A FIST?
SOMEBODY'S MAKING
THAT NOISE DOWN THAT.
( tapping)
LIEUTENANT, DO WE
HAVE A DIVER ONBOARD?
YES, SIR... McCLURE,
FIRST DIVISION.
HAVE HIM REPORT UP
HERE ON THE DOUBLE.
WE'LL SEND HIM DOWN THERE
AND HAVE HIM KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
AND THEN WHAT, SIR?
WE'LL SEE WHO INVITES HIM IN!
BOATSWAIN'S MATE
McCLURE REPORTING, SIR.
YOU'RE THE DIVER, RIGHT?
RIGHT, SIR.
HERE'S THE PICTURE.
WE'VE GOT SOMETHING
BELOW US, McCLURE.
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.
IT'S METAL, THE
SIZE OF A SUB HULL.
GET YOUR EQUIPMENT
AND GO DOWN THERE.
STAY IN TOUCH WITH US
FROM THE MOMENT
YOU HIT THE WATER
TILL THE MOMENT YOU REACH IT.
IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?
YES, SIR.
WHATEVER THE OBJECT IS,
THERE'S SOMEBODY INSIDE,
OR AT LEAST SOMETHING
THAT'S MAKING A NOISE.
WHEN YOU GET DOWN THERE,
LISTEN TO THE
SOUND VERY CLOSELY.
WE MAY BE GETTING
IT DISTORTED UP HERE.
AYE, AYE, SIR... I UNDERSTAND.
HOP TO IT.
AYE, SIR.
( tapping)
IT'S WILD.
THAT IT IS, LIEUTENANT.
BUT IF IT ISN'T A
SUB, SIR, WHAT IS IT?
MAYBE IT'S A SPANISH GALLEON
WITH A TREASURE CHEST
AND A LOOSE LID
THAT'S OFF ITS HINGES.
OR MAYBE IT'S...
MAYBE IT'S JUST OUR IMAGINATION.
Diver going over
the starboard side.
McClure: Bridge.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN.
I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR.
KEEP TALKING, McCLURE.
It's a sub, sir.
No question about that.
HAVE YOU REACHED HER, McCLURE?
I'm standing alongside.
I don't hear anything, though.
McCLURE.
Her bow is buried about
15 feet into the bottom.
I can't read any identification.
It's covered up.
ON THE SIDE OF
THE CONNING TOWER.
CAN YOU READ A NUMBER THERE?
No, sir, there's
been damage there.
The number's been obliterated.
( tapping)
DO YOU HEAR THAT, McCLURE?
( tapping)
Yes, sir, I do.
She's coming from amidships.
I'm moving toward there now.
Yes, sir, that's where
it's coming from.
TAP ON THE HULL AND SEE
IF YOU GET A RESPONSE.
( metallic banging)
WAS THAT YOU, McCLURE?
Yes, sir.
No response, sir.
I don't hear anything anymore.
THERE SHOULD BE THREE HATCHES.
ONE ON THE BOW, ONE
ON THE CONNING TOWER,
AND ONE ON THE STERN.
IS THE SHIP UPRIGHT?
She's upright, sir, at
about a 30-degree angle.
CLIMB UP ON HER DECK
AND CHECK THE HATCHES.
SEE IF YOU CAN OPEN THEM.
The mar hatch is buried, sir.
I can't get through to that.
I'll check on the one
over the conning tower.
( scraping)
McCLURE, WHAT'S THE CONDITION?
The conning tower
hatch is all bent, sir.
I can't move the wheel.
This whole deck appears
to have been scraped.
Wait a minute.
Hatch on the stern
the same way, sir.
I can't turn her.
Whoever she is, sir, she
must've really caught it.
SAY IT AGAIN, McCLURE.
SHE MUST'VE WHAT?
Caught it, sir.
The whole deck is
pockmarked with shell damage...
Machine gun damage, too.
( hollow tapping)
WAS THAT YOU, McCLURE?
No, sir.
It's coming from
inside the hull.
ANSWER RIGHT AWAY.
ANSWER RIGHT NOW.
( metallic banging)
( hollow tapping)
THIS IS WILD.
THERE IS SOMEBODY INSIDE.
CAN YOU PINPOINT
THE SOUND, McCLURE?
CAN YOU TELL PRECISELY
WHERE IT'S COMING FROM?
I think... I think
it's... Wait a minute.
( tapping)
Yes, sir.
Directly amidships.
Just below the tower.
CALL SONAR.
TRY TO TELEPHONE AGAIN.
SONAR, BRIDGE.
TRY YOUR UNDERWATER
TELEPHONE AGAIN.
ROGER.
UNKNOWN STATION,
THIS IS LADY. OVER.
UNKNOWN STATION,
THIS IS LADY. OVER.
BRIDGE, SONAR.
NO RESPONSE, SIR, ON THE PHONE.
McClure: No more contact, sir.
STAY AS LONG AS YOU CAN
AND THEN COME UP
WHEN YOU'RE READY.
Aye, aye, sir.
GET THE COM OFFICER...
I WANT A MESSAGE.
"ACTION TO COM SEVENTH FLEET.
"INFO TO CINC PAC FLEET.
APPRAISE HIM OF SITUATION."
GET ON IT.
RADIO, BRIDGE.
Radio, aye.
CAPTAIN WANTS A MESSAGE.
ACTION TO COM SEVENTH FLEET.
INFO CINC PAC FLEET.
HAVE LOCATED SUNKEN SUB.
POSITION, LATITUDE
0-9-3-0-0-0 SOUTH.
LONGITUDE 1-6-0-4-8-0-0 EAST.
REQUEST CONFIRM LOCATION OF
ALL KNOWN SINKINGS THIS AREA.
WILL REMAIN THIS AREA
UNTIL FURTHER ADVISED.
PRECEDENCE,
OPERATIONAL IMMEDIATE.
Radio, aye.
ANY IDEAS, CAPTAIN?
OH, AN EVEN DOZEN.
ONLY EVERY ONE OF THEM NULLIFIES
THE ONE AHEAD OF IT.
IF IT'S ONE OF OUR SUBS,
WE WOULD HAVE A REPORT.
EVEN IF IT'S SOMEBODY ELSE'S,
WHY HAVEN'T THEY GONE
OUT THE TORPEDO TUBES?
THERE'S ANOTHER
COMMON DENOMINATOR.
THAT SUB WAS HIT BY SHELLFIRE.
WHATEVER ACTION TOOK PLACE
MUST'VE HAPPENED
WITHIN A PERIOD OF HOURS
OR NO ONE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE.
BUT THERE'S BEEN NO ACTION
OR WE'D HAVE
SEEN IT OR HEARD IT.
NOW, PUT ALL THAT TOGETHER
AND IT SPELLS NOTHING.
McCLURE IS ON HIS
WAY BACK UP, SIR.
HAVE HIM REPORT
TO THE SONAR SHACK.
THAT'S WHERE I'LL BE.
YES, SIR.
( mumbling)
HOW DO YOU FEEL NOW, CHIEF?
( mumbling)
YOU HAD A PRETTY GOOD SLEEP.
UM... WHAT'S NEW
FROM DOWN BELOW?
NOTHING MUCH.
SCUTTLEBUTT IS WERE GOING
TO TRY AND TAKE HER IN TOW.
HEY, DOC.
YEAH, CHIEF.
UM...
I WAS JUST WONDERING
ABOUT SOMETHING.
GO AHEAD, CHIEF.
THIS FEELING OF MINE, I...
WHAT KIND OF FEELING, CHIEF?
I CAN'T... I... I GET
THIS FEELING...
I CAN'T STAY IN ONE PLACE.
I GOT TO GET UP AND GO OUT.
THIS CRAZY FEELING THAT I'M...
THAT YOU'RE WHAT, CHIEF?
THAT SOMEBODY IS
ORDERING ME SOMEPLACE,
IS PULLING ME SOMEPLACE.
AND IF I DIDN'T STAY PUT,
IF I DIDN'T FIGHT IT,
I'D GO UP ON DECK,
AND I'D NEVER COME BACK.
HUH?
PRETTY... SOUND PRETTY NUTS?
DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT
WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE.
CHIEF, I THINK MAYBE YOU BETTER
STAY DOWN HERE
WITH ME A LITTLE WHILE.
COME ON, NOW.
EVERYTHING'S GOING
TO BE ALL RIGHT.
JUST TAKE IT EASY
AND GET A LITTLE SLEEP.
THERE IS SOMEBODY
INSIDE HER, SIR.
I'LL LAY ODDS ON THAT.
WHAT ABOUT THE SUB ITSELF?
COULD YOU JUDGE HER LENGTH?
OH, I'D GUESS HER
TO BE 300 FEET, SIR,
WITH A 25-FOOT BEAM.
SHE SOUNDS LIKE ONE OF OURS.
SHE LOOKS LIKE ONE OF OURS.
THERE WERE BALLAST
TANKS AND FLOODING PORTS
ON THE UNDERSIDE.
( sand grating)
SHE'S MOVING, SIR.
( grating sound over radio)
THAT WAS THE
OTHER THING, CAPTAIN.
SHE WASN'T STUCK IN TIGHT.
DEEP, YES, BUT NOT TIGHT.
SHE SEEMED TO BE SWAYING
WHEN I WAS DOWN THERE.
ARE YOU COLD, McCLURE?
I'VE BEEN WARMER, SIR.
AND YOU WILL BE AGAIN,
BUT NOW YOU'LL GET COLDER.
GET SOME COFFEE,
AND GO BACK DOWN.
CHECK HER BOW.
SHE MAY HAVE PULLED
HERSELF LOOSE,
AND YOU CAN READ THE NUMBER.
Sonar, Bridge.
SONAR, AYE.
RADIO REPORT FROM
COM SEVENTH FLEET
REPORTS NO SINKINGS OF ANY KIND.
AUTHORIZES US TO REMAIN ON SCENE
AND OPERATE AT OWN DISCRETION
FOR SALVAGE AND RESCUE.
ROGER.
NO SINKINGS?
ALL RIGHT.
McCLURE, IF YOU CAN GET
ME A NUMBER OFF HER HULL,
WE MAY BE ABLE TO SLEEP TONIGHT.
AYE, SIR.
QUESTION: IF THEY'RE
IN THERE AND ALIVE
AND CAN'T USE THE TORPEDO TUBES,
HOW DO WE GET THEM OUT?
Bridge, this is McClure.
GO AHEAD, McCLURE.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN.
She's pulled herself out, sir.
Here's your number, Captain.
7-1-4.
7-1-4?
SHE'S ONE OF OURS.
COME ON UP HERE, McCLURE,
AND GET YOURSELF A
BROILED STEAK ON ME.
GET THAT BOOK WITH
THE HULL NUMBERS.
7-1-4.
7-1... HERE IT IS, 7-1-4.
"COMMISSIONED DECEMBER, 1941.
"SUNK IN ACTION
"FIRST BATTLE OF THE SOLOMONS,
AUGUST 7, 1942."
AUGUST 7, 1942.
WELL, THAT WAS 20 YEARS AGO.
CAPTAIN BEECHAM,
WHO'S DOWN THERE?
WHO'S INSIDE THAT SUB?
SOMEBODY WHO DIES DAMN HARD.
Announcer: TWILIGHT ZONE WILL
CONTINUE AFTER STATION IDENTIFICATION.
Captain: WHO IS IT?
UH, CHIEF MATTHEWS, SIR.
COME ON IN, DOC.
STAND EASY, CHIEF.
OH, THANK YOU, CAPTAIN.
WHAT IS IT?
CAPTAIN, I'D LIKE TO TALK TO YOU
ABOUT ONE OF THE MEN.
SURE, SIT DOWN.
THANK YOU, SIR.
GO AHEAD.
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT CHIEF BELL?
I KNOW HIS RATING AND
HIS SERVICE RECORD.
WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?
HE'S DOWN IN SICK BAY.
I KNOW THAT...
WHAT'S THE TROUBLE?
IT'S AN ILLUSION OR A
PSYCHOSIS OR WHATEVER.
I DON'T KNOW.
THAT'S A LITTLE OUT
OF MY LINE, CAPTAIN.
I DO KNOW, THOUGH, THAT HE
NEEDS HELP... PSYCHIATRIC HELP.
I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT, DOC.
FUNNY.
CAPTAIN?
FUNNY ABOUT SOME MEN.
BELL, FOR INSTANCE...
21 YEARS NAVY.
SERVED IN EVERYTHING
FROM A SCOW TO A CARRIER
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HE CRACKS
UP LIKE A DINGHY IN A STORM.
I NEVER FIGURED
A MAN LIKE BELL WOULD CRACK UP.
WOULD YOU, DOC?
I CAN'T SAY, CAPTAIN.
BUT AS FOR CRACKING UP,
THAT'S WHAT HE'S DOING.
HE HAS A LOOK ABOUT
HIM I CAN'T DESCRIBE
BUT IT'S NOT A LOOK
YOU SEE VERY OFTEN.
USUALLY IT'S AN
HOUR AFTER A BATTLE
WHEN THE EYES FACE OUTWARD
BUT YOU KNOW THEY'RE
REALLY LOOKING INSIDE.
WELL, THAT'S WHAT
HE LOOKS LIKE...
LIKE A MAN WHO'S
JUST BEEN PICKED UP
OFF A RAFT FULL OF DEAD MEN.
THAT'S WHAT HE
LOOKS LIKE, CAPTAIN.
ALL RIGHT.
KEEP HIM DOWN THERE.
WHEN WE PUT BACK TO PORT,
I'LL RECOMMEND
HOSPITALIZATION FOR HIM
AND SOME EXAMINATIONS.
THANKS FOR COMING IN, DOC.
AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN.
QUIET, HUH?
YEAH. YEAH, IT'S TOO QUIET.
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN NOW?
ABOUT THREE HOURS.
IS HE GOING TO SEND
McCLURE DOWN THERE AGAIN?
BEATS ME.
ALL I KNOW IS, THERE'S A
BOILER TENDER SECOND
WHO'S MAKING BOOK IN
THE CREW'S QUARTERS
THAT THAT THING BELOW US
IS A SEA MONSTER
WITH THREE HEADS,
AND WE'RE ALL LIVING
ON BORROWED TIME.
( laughing)
CAPTAIN.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
SCARES ME MORE:
WHEN THEY POUND
OR WHEN THEY SHUT UP.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
SCARES ME MORE:
A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB WITH
SOMEBODY ALIVE INSIDE
OR WHAT THE COMMANDER
OF THE PACIFIC FLEET
WILL SAY WHEN I TELL HIM
THERE'S A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB
WITH SOMEBODY ALIVE INSIDE.
COFFEE, CAPTAIN?
PLEASE.
FURTHERMORE, I'VE GOT
A CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE
WHO HAS SOMETHING EATING AT HIM.
BELL?
MM-HMM, BELL.
WHAT MADE HIM BLACK OUT?
WELL, THAT'S PART
OF THE PROBLEM.
COULD BE HE'S DREDGING UP
A COUPLE OF MEMORIES.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, MEMORIES?
WELL, THIS IS WORLD
WAR II REVISITED FOR HIM.
HE WAS PICKED UP
HERE AFTER A SINKING.
A SINKING?
SIT DOWN, MARMER.
Smith: THAT'S THE WAY I HEAR IT.
HE WAS ON A SHIP THAT
WAS HIT... THE ONLY SURVIVOR.
THEY PULLED HIM
OUT OF THE WATER.
HE HAD A PRETTY ROUGH TIME.
MAYBE HE IS DREDGING
UP MEMORIES.
( tapping)
HERE WE GO AGAIN.
I'LL BE IN THE SONAR SHACK.
STILL COMING FROM
DOWN BELOW, CAPTAIN?
YEAH.
HOW'S THE PATIENT?
WELL, HE'S ASLEEP.
I'M JUST GOING TO
GET SOME COFFEE.
WELL, YOU KEEP ME
POSTED, WILL YOU?
AYE, AYE, SIR.
( tapping)
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
CHIEF, WHAT HAPPENED?
I WAS LOOKING IN THE MIRROR,
AND I SAW FACES THAT...
THEY WERE STARING AT ME.
THEY WERE POINTING AT ME.
NOW, I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CRAZY,
BUT THEY WERE THERE.
IT WAS AS IF THEY
WERE ORDERING ME
INTO THE MIRROR,
PULLING ME IN... DOC?
YOU, UH, SEE ME IN THE MIRROR?
HUH?
YEAH, I SEE YOU.
NOW, I SEE YOU JUST FINE, CHIEF.
NOW, YOU REMEMBER THAT, HUH?
I SEE YOU FINE.
NOW, NOBODY IS
ORDERING YOU ANYWHERE,
AND YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYPLACE.
WE'RE GOING TO WHIP
THIS, I PROMISE YOU.
WE'RE GOING TO WHIP THIS!
( tapping)
IT'S SOME EQUIPMENT DOWN THERE.
SOMETHING LOOSE THAT'S
SWINGING BACK AND FORTH,
HITTING THE BULKHEAD.
IT'S POSSIBLE.
IT'S THE ONLY EXPLANATION.
A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB IN THE
DEEP SIX SINCE THE WAR?
( tapping)
WELL, WHOEVER IT
IS, WHATEVER IT IS,
IT'S LOSING STEAM.
I WOULDN'T MAKE BOOK ON THIS,
BUT I'VE GOT A HUNCH
THAT IF WE DON'T GET INSIDE,
AND I MEAN QUICK, WE'RE
GOING TO MISS THE BOAT.
SO WE GO DOWN AGAIN.
LIKE YOU TOLD THE O.D.,
WE KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
WE DON'T KNOCK ON
THE DOOR THIS TIME.
NOW WE KICK THE DOOR OPEN!
IF YOU BREAK IN THAT WAY,
IT'S A SURE BET THE PRESSURE
WILL KILL WHATEVER'S
ALIVE DOWN THERE.
THEN WE DO IT THE ONE
OTHER WAY WE'VE GOT.
SEND A MESSAGE TO COM SUB PAC.
TELL THEM WE'RE GOING TO NEED
A SUB RESCUE SHIP HERE.
TELL THEM TO REPORT TO
SCENE FOR RESCUE ATTEMPT.
AIRLOCK CHAMBER, HUH?
THAT'S ALL WE'VE GOT LEFT.
GET ON IT RIGHT AWAY, WILL YOU?
I'LL BE ON THE BRIDGE.
RADIO, SONAR.
TO COM SUB PAC,
EMERGENCY PRECEDENCE.
( tapping)
WHERE ARE YOU GOING, CHIEF?
DOC, WHO'S OUTSIDE?
WHAT?
WHO'S OUTSIDE IN THE PASSAGEWAY?
THERE'S NOBODY OUT
THERE WHO SHOULDN'T BE.
LET ME TELL YOU
SOMETHING, CHIEF.
YOU CAN TALK YOURSELF INTO
ANY KIND OF NIGHTMARE YOU WANT.
YOU JUST HAVE TO LET
THE GATES DOWN A BIT,
AND THAT STUFF SEEPS IN.
ONLY THERE'S NOBODY
BLOWING IT FROM THE OTHER SIDE.
IT'S YOU, YOURSELF.
NOW, THERE'S NOBODY OUT THERE.
NOBODY AT ALL.
NOW, WHO DID YOU
THINK WAS OUT THERE?
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU'RE WOUND UP TIGHT, CHIEF,
AND I THINK YOU'RE DOING
MOST OF THIS TO YOURSELF,
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING
OUT THERE ON THAT PASSAGEWAY
EXCEPT A LONG STRETCH
OF DECK AND STEEL.
NOTHING ELSE.
( tapping)
YOU WANT TO TAKE A LOOK?
DOC, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?
DOC, NO, PLEASE TELL ME
WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME.
YOU'VE GOT TO GRAB
HOLD OF YOURSELF.
YOU'RE GOING TO TALK YOURSELF
INTO A STRAIGHTJACKET.
YOU'RE GOING TO BUILD
SO MANY NIGHTMARES
INTO THAT BRAIN OF YOURS...
THE SAME FEELING?
IT'S THE SAME THING.
IT'S JUST AS IF
SOMEBODY OUT THERE
WAS WAITING FOR ME.
JUST AS IF SOMETHING
OUT THERE'S PULLING ME.
( tapping)
HEY, DOC?
WHAT, CHIEF?
DOC, I'M SCARED
TO OPEN THE DOOR.
WELL, THEN DON'T.
I TOLD YOU THERE'S
NOBODY OUT THERE.
DOC, I'M SCARED TO OPEN
THIS DOOR, BUT I GOT TO.
OH, MY DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN.
DID YOU SEE THEM, DOC?
DID YOU SEE THEM?
MEN... MEN LOOKING AT ME.
THEY WERE... THEY WERE WET,
THEY WERE DRIPPING WET,
AND THEY WERE NOT ALIVE!
NO, I DIDN'T SEE
ANYTHING, CHIEF.
NEITHER DID YOU.
NOW, DID YOU HEAR ME?
YOU DIDN'T SEE A THING.
NOT A BLOODY WORSHIPPING THING.
ALL YOU SAW WAS WHAT YOUR
SCARE-BRAIN TOLD YOU TO SEE.
THAT'S ALL THAT IT WAS.
WHAT YOU TALKED YOURSELF
INTO WANTING TO SEE!
SEAWEED.
THAT ABOUT DOES IT, McCLURE.
GO DOWN, AND SEE IF YOU
CAN GET ANOTHER RESPONSE.
IT'LL BE A GREAT HELP TO
THE SUB RESCUE OUTFIT
IF YOU CAN CONFIRM
A SPECIFIC LOCATION.
HOW WILL THEY GET IN, SIR?
THROUGH THE FORWARD TORPEDO
COMPARTMENT OF THE STERN.
THEY'LL HAVE TO BLOW
EACH OF THE SIX OTHER
COMPARTMENTS BETWEEN THEM
BEFORE THEY CAN ENTER ANY PART.
WELL, WHAT IF I
DON'T GET AN ANSWER?
WE HAVEN'T HEARD FROM
THEM IN ALMOST A HALF HOUR.
IF YOU CAN'T GET AN
ANSWER, COME ON BACK UP.
THE A.S.R. TEAM WILL
PICK IT UP FROM HERE.
NO SURVIVORS THEN, SIR...
IS THAT WHAT IT'LL MEAN?
THAT'S WHAT IT'LL
MEAN... NO SURVIVORS.
OKAY, McCLURE, HOP TO IT.
AYE, SIR.
McClure: I've
reached the sub, sir.
The next noise you
hear, that'll be me.
GO AHEAD, POUND AWAY.
( metallic banging)
WHAT ABOUT IT,
McCLURE, ANY RESPONSE?
No response, sir.
No response anywhere.
KEEP TRYING A FEW MINUTES.
Yes, sir.
McCLURE?
I've found something.
Wait a minute.
It's a pair of dog tags.
WHAT ABOUT RESPONSE, McCLURE?
CAN YOU HEAR ANYTHING?
No, sir, I don't hear a thing.
WELL, GIVE THEM A
FEW MORE MINUTES,
AND THEN COME ON BACK UP.
Yes, sir.
NO SOAP, I GUESS.
NO SOAP.
THAT FROSTS, THAT REALLY FROSTS.
TO GET SO CLOSE TO THOSE
POOR DEVILS AND THEN...
THAT SUB RESCUE SHIP
IS DUE HERE ABOUT 0300.
KEEP YOUR EYE PEELED.
I'M GOING AFT.
AYE, SIR.
THIS IS WHAT I FOUND, SIR.
THANKS, McCLURE, GOOD JOB.
GO GET YOURSELF SOME COFFEE.
BUT I WILL NEED
YOU ONE MORE TIME.
WHEN THE A.S.R. TEAM GETS HERE,
YOU'LL HAVE TO GO DOWN
WITH THEM AS PATHFINDER,
GIVE THEM ALL THE
HELP THEY NEED.
EXCUSE ME, SIR, BUT...
WELL, YOU BETTER
LOOK AT THOSE TAGS.
THEY'RE YOURS, AREN'T THEY?
McCLURE FOUND THEM
ON THE DECK OF
THE SUB DOWN THERE.
WHEN DID YOU LOSE THEM, BOATS?
THAT WAS A...
LONG TIME AGO, SIR.
WHEN?
UM... OH, UH... 20...
20 YEARS AGO, SIR.
20 YEARS AGO.
SIT DOWN, BOATS.
GO AHEAD, SIT DOWN.
GO ON.
I WAS, UH...
ABOARD SHIP, SIR.
WHAT SHIP?
SUBMARINE.
SIR, THAT... THAT ONE
DOWN BELOW US, THAT...
THAT WAS MY BOAT.
WHAT'S MAKING THE
NOISE DOWN THERE, BOATS?
DO YOU KNOW?
WHAT'S IT ALL ABOUT?
WE WERE ON THE SURFACE.
IT... IT WAS NIGHT.
I WAS, UH... I WAS
A SIGNALMAN THEN.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO PUT AN
INFRARED FILTER ON THE, UH...
ON THE, UH, SIGNAL LIGHT,
OTHERWISE, THE JAPS
WOULD HAVE SEEN US.
THEY WOULD HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT.
THEY WOULD HAVE FOUND US.
I UNDERSTAND.
I DON'T KNOW... I DON'T
KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.
I, UH...
I-I DROPPED THE,
UH, SIGNAL LIGHT.
THE INFRARED FILTER FELL OFF.
THEY WERE WAITING FOR US
OUT THERE, THE JAP DESTROYERS.
THEY SAW OUR LIGHT.
THEY LET US HAVE IT.
THEY STRADDLED US
WITH THEIR FIRST SALVO.
THE, UH, CAPTAIN TOOK THE
SUB DOWN, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.
THEY UNLOADED DEPTH CHARGES.
THAT SUB WASN'T EVER GOING
TO BE ABLE TO COME UP AGAIN.
WHAT ABOUT YOU, BOATS?
I GOT FLUNG OVER THE SIDE
WHEN THAT FIRST SALVO HIT.
MM-HMM.
AND, UH... ALL THE TIME I...
I WAS IN THE WATER THERE,
I COULD, I COULD...
YOU COULD WHAT?
I COULD, UH... I
COULD HEAR THE, UH...
I COULD HEAR THE, UM...
I COULD HEAR THE
VOICES OF OUR GUYS.
THEY WERE, UH...
THEY WERE SCREAMING!
ALL RIGHT, BOATS!
BOATS, SIT DOWN!
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT NOW.
I KNOW WHAT IT WAS.
THIS THING HAS BEEN BUGGING ME.
I KNOW, I KNOW WHAT IT IS.
ALL RIGHT, WHAT IS IT?
I GOT OUT, SEE?
ONE GUY IN OUR WHOLE
CREW... I GOT OUT.
OH, I GOT PICKED UP LATER
BY ONE OF OUR DESTROYERS.
I GOT OUT.
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, CAPTAIN?
I... I SUNK THAT SUB, RIGHT?
I WAS RESPONSIBLE.
YES.
I GOT OUT.
I WANT YOU TO LISTEN TO ME NOW.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT
THIS THING... THIS THING...
SEE, THEM GUYS...
THEM GUYS DOWN
THERE IN THAT SUB,
THEY KNOW I'M UP HERE.
BELL, I WANT YOU
TO HEAR ME OUT NOW.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT THIS
THING HAS BEEN, SEE?
I SHOULD BE DOWN
THERE WITH THEM.
NOW, BELL... I SHOULD
BE DOWN IN THAT SUB.
I SHOULD BE DEAD.
BELL!
SEE? AND ALL THIS NOISE, SEE...
THIS POUNDING, THIS CLANGING...
THAT'S THEM GUYS DOWN THERE.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL, I WANT YOU
TO HEAR ME OUT NOW.
BELL, BELL, I WANT
YOU TO HEAR ME OUT!
BELL! CAPTAIN, SHH! SHH!
BELL, I WANT YOU TO QUIET
DOWN AND HEAR ME OUT
AND LISTEN TO A LITTLE LOGIC
NOW AND A LITTLE REASON.
BELL, LISTEN TO ME!
NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL, LISTEN TO ME!
JUST LISTEN TO A LITTLE
LOGIC, A LITTLE REASON!
ONE MAN DOES NOT SINK A SUB,
AND ONE LOUSY CIRCUMSTANCE
DOES NOT DECIDE A BATTLE,
AND ONE CASE OF SUDDEN FEAR
DOES NOT ADD UP TO A COWARD.
YOU'VE BEEN TAKING A
DIRTY RAP FOR 20 YEARS.
YOU'VE SLEPT WITH IT, YOU'VE
HUNG IT AROUND YOUR NECK,
YOU'VE LET IT DIG DEEP DOWN
INSIDE AND TEAR YOU TO PIECES.
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, BELL.
IT'S NOT DESERVED,
IT'S NOT RIGHT.
IT'S A DEAD WEIGHT GUILT
THAT YOU'VE BLOWN WAY OUT
OF PROPORTION TO THE FACTS.
AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT
THE FACTS ARE, BELL?
THE FACTS ARE THAT THAT
SUB WAS DEAD IN THE WATER
AND SURROUNDED BY ENEMY CRAFT.
THAT WAS A CREW THAT WAS
DOOMED, DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
A FRIGHTENED SAILOR
DIDN'T DESTROY THAT SHIP
OR KILL OFF THAT CREW.
BELL!
YOU'VE GOT TO UNDERSTAND.
A WAR DID!
A SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES DID!
NOW, BELL, YOU'VE
GOT TO BELIEVE ME.
ALL YOU SHOULD PUT IN YOUR
SEABAG IS A REGRET, NOT A GUILT.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND, BELL?
NOT A GUILT!
BY YOUR LEAVE, SIR.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL!
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME!
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE.
PASS THE WORD, MAN
OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE.
WE'VE BEEN SEARCHING
FOR TEN HOURS, SIR.
IT'S NO USE.
WE CAN'T FIND THE BODY.
THE RESCUE TEAM OUGHT
TO BE IN THAT SUB BY NOW.
YEAH.
( water dripping)
YOU GOT IN.
YES, SIR.
IT WAS A WRECK INSIDE, SIR.
NOBODY HAD A CHANCE.
NOBODY?
NOBODY, SIR.
THE PERISCOPE SHEARS
HAD BEEN CUT IN HALF,
AND ONE WHOLE SECTION
WAS JUST HANGING THERE
SWINGING BACK AND FORTH.
THAT WAS MAKING THE NOISE THEN.
THAT WAS MAKING
THE NOISE, WASN'T IT?
I GUESS SO, SIR.
BUT... BUT WHAT?
THERE WERE EIGHT MEN
IN THE CONTROL ROOM.
EIGHT MEN, OR WHAT
WAS LEFT OF THEM, AND...
ONE OF THEM...
ONE OF THEM HAD A
HAMMER IN HIS HAND.
McCLURE...
LET'S JUST SAY THAT
THAT'S PART OF THE STORY
YOU TELL YOUR GRANDCHILDREN,
THAT YOU MAKE UP YOURSELF.
TELL THEM ANYTHING YOU LIKE.
AYE, SIR.
FUNNY THING, HOW LONG
IT TAKES SOME MEN TO DIE
OR TO FIND ANY PEACE AT ALL.
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT'S THE
WORST THING THERE IS ABOUT WAR...
NOT JUST WHAT IT
DOES TO THE BODIES...
BUT WHAT IT DOES TO THE MINDS.
SO REST IN PEACE, CHIEF BELL.
I THINK IT'S YOUR DUE NOW.
SMALL NAVAL ENGAGEMENT,
THE MONTH OF APRIL, 1963.
NOT TO BE FOUND IN
ANY HISTORICAL ANNALS.
LOOK FOR THIS ONE FILED
UNDER "H" FOR "HAUNTING"
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
NEXT ON TWILIGHT ZONE,
A MARVELOUSLY EXCITING
EXCURSION INTO A VERY STRANGE PLACE
CALLED "VALLEY OF THE SHADOW."
IT COMES FROM THE PROBING
MIND OF MR. CHARLES BEAUMONT,
AND WHETHER YOU'RE
A SCIENCE FICTION BUFF,
A FANTASY LOVER OR JUST
NEEDFUL OF SOME ESCAPE,
THIS ONE SHOULD FILL MOST
OF YOUR REQUIREMENTS.
( machine whirring)
I THOUGHT YOU TOLD ME
MY CAR WAS GOING TO BE REPAIRED.
PLEASE SIT DOWN.
I DON'T WANT TO SIT DOWN.
I WANT TO KNOW WHY
NOTHING'S BEEN DONE TO MY CAR.
WHY IT'S JUST SITTING OUT THERE.
PRIMARILY BECAUSE YOU
WON'T BE NEEDING IT ANYMORE.
OH, NO? WELL, WHY?
BECAUSE YOU ARE NEVER
GOING TO LEAVE PEACEFUL VALLEY.
WAIT A MINUTE.
YEAH, I THINK I GOT
THIS THING FIGURED OUT.
OH? WELL, SURE.
PEACEFUL VALLEY IS A
TOWN FULL OF LUNATICS,
AND YOU GUYS HEAD THE LIST.
NOW WHAT DO YOU
MEAN I'M NOT EVER
GOING TO BE ABLE TO LEAVE HERE?
'CAUSE, MR. REDFIELD,
YOU STUMBLED UPON
THE BEST KEPT
SECRET IN THE WORLD.
YOU UNLOCK THIS DOOR
WITH THE KEY OF IMAGINATION.
BEYOND IT IS
ANOTHER DIMENSION...
A DIMENSION OF SOUND,
A DIMENSION OF SIGHT,
A DIMENSION OF MIND.
YOU'RE MOVING INTO A LAND OF
BOTH SHADOW AND SUBSTANCE,
OF THINGS AND IDEAS.
YOU'VE JUST CROSSED
OVER INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
MR. SMITH...
WHAT'S YOUR PRESENT
COURSE AND SPEED?
SETTING ON COURSE
2-6-0 DEGREES THROUGH.
SPEED, 10 KNOTS, SIR.
COME RIGHT TO NEW COURSE 2-7-0
AND NAVIGATE TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
COME RIGHT TO NEW COURSE 2-7-0.
AYE, SIR.
COMING RIGHT TO
NEW COURSE, 2-7-0.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD
INDICATE 1-2-6,
TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
AYE, SIR.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD.
1-2-6 TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS.
ENGINE ROOM ANSWERS.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD STANDARD,
1-2-6 TURNS FOR 15 KNOTS, SIR.
VERY WELL.
Man: STEADY ON NEW
COURSE 2-7-0, SIR.
VERY WELL.
DAMAGE REPORT, SIR,
ON THE MOTOR WHALE BOAT.
LET'S HEAR IT.
IT'S COMPLETELY
FILLED WITH WATER.
IT TOOK A LICKING IN THAT STORM.
IT WAS A CORKER OF A SWELL, SIR.
I'M AWARE OF THE
STORM, MR. MARMER.
I'M ALSO AWARE OF THE SWELL,
AND I'M AWARE THAT THAT BOAT
WAS NOT PROPERLY SECURED
FOR HEAVY WEATHER.
A 13-YEAR-OLD SEA
SCOUT WOULD'VE RIGGED IN
AND SECURED THAT BOAT PROPERLY.
YES, SIR.
TELL THE CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE
I WANT TO SEE HIM IN MY CABIN.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
ON THE DOUBLE!
CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE BELL
REPORTING AS ORDERED, SIR.
AT EASE, CHIEF.
THAT SHOULDN'T BE
TOO DIFFICULT FOR YOU,
SHOULD IT?
SIR?
THE STATE OF BEING AT EASE.
YOU'RE THE CHAMPION
OF THE FLEET,
WHEN IT COMES TO
BEING AT EASE, BELL.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND, SIR.
YOU'RE THE CHIEF
BOATSWAIN'S MATE.
YOU RUN THE DECK DIVISION,
HANDLE THE BOAT'S
RIGGING IN AND OUT,
SUPERVISE THE HEAVY EQUIPMENT
AND EIGHT OR TEN OTHER CARDINAL
DUTIES YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR,
NOT THE LEAST OF WHICH,
CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE BELL,
IS THE PROPER SECURING
OF THE WHALE BOAT!
NOW, LAST NIGHT,
WE HAD A BAD SWELL.
THAT BOAT SHOULD'VE
BEEN RIGGED IN.
INSTEAD IT WAS LEFT SWUNG OUT,
AND AS A RESULT,
SHE'S 80% DAMAGED
AND FILLED UP LIKE A POOL.
QUESTION, CHIEF: WHERE WERE YOU?
BEGGING THE
CAPTAIN'S PARDON, I...
DON'T BEG MY PARDON!
JUST TELL ME, IN A
BRIEF EXPLANATORY WAY,
WHY YOU COULDN'T
HANDLE THE INITIATIVES
OF A CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE,
AND WHY THE EFFICIENCY
OF THIS SHIP SUFFERED.
WE HAD NINE HOURS' WARNING
OF THAT STORM, BELL.
THIS SHIP SHOULD'VE
BEEN 100% PREPARED.
INSTEAD IT WASN'T, AND
I WANT TO KNOW WHY!
I DID THE BEST I COULD, SIR.
I... I HAVEN'T BEEN
FEELING UP TO PAR.
WELL, DID YOU
REPORT TO SICK BAY?
NO, SIR, I DIDN'T
REPORT TO, UM...
TO, UH, TO SICK BAY, SIR.
NOW, LOOK, CHIEF,
I'M NOT IN BUSINESS TO
PISTOL-WHIP MY CREW.
I WANT A TIGHT
SHIP, THAT'S TRUE...
BUT I HAPPEN TO CARE VERY MUCH
IF ONE OF MY SAILORS
HAS A PROBLEM
AND CAN'T FUNCTION
BECAUSE OF IT.
YOU'VE RATED 4-0 ALL
THE WAY DOWN THE LINE
FOR AS LONG AS YOU'VE
SERVED ON THIS SHIP.
SUDDENLY, IN THE
LAST THREE DAYS,
YOU'VE STOWED AWAY YOUR
SEAMANSHIP IN THE TRUNK
AND COME UP WITH SOME
DUMBHEAD BONERS I WOULDN'T EXPECT
FROM A 17-YEAR-OLD BOOT.
BELL, WHAT IS THE PROBLEM?
THERE IS A PROBLEM, THEN.
NO, SIR, NO PROBLEM, SIR.
I... I'LL WATCH IT
IN THE FUTURE, SIR.
ALL RIGHT.
WE'LL LEAVE IT THAT WAY, THEN.
IF YOU WANT TO BEND MY EAR,
YOU KNOW WHERE MY CABIN IS.
AYE, SIR.
CHIEF?
HEY, CHIEF, YOU ALL RIGHT?
YOU OKAY, CHIEF?
YOU LOOK A LITTLE WOOZY THERE.
YEAH.
YEAH, I'M OKAY.
Man: SIR, CONTACT BEARING 2-8-0.
1,100 YARDS.
ECHO QUALITY IS SHARP.
EVALUATE AS POSSIBLE SUBMARINE
BUT NOT MOVING.
PLOTTING DEAD IN THE WATER.
D.I.W.?
SHIP TO LISTEN.
( hollow tapping)
SOUNDS LIKE...
SOUNDS LIKE HAMMERING
OR SOMETHING, SIR.
BRIDGE, SONAR.
BRIDGE ON.
I HAVE SONAR CONTACT
BEARING 2-8-0 DEGREES
TRUE RANGE 1,100 YARDS.
SOUNDS LIKE A METAL OBJECT.
BEARING CLEAR.
WHAT KIND OF OBJECT, SONAR?
WE CAN'T TELL, SIR.
FROM ITS APPEARANCE
ON THE SCOPE,
IT'S SOME KIND OF LARGE OBJECT.
IT COULD BE A SUBMARINE.
BRIDGE, AYE.
SONAR PUTS A CONTACT, CAPTAIN.
2-8-0, 1,100 YARDS.
EVALUATION, A
POSSIBLE SUBMARINE.
POSSIBLE SUBMARINE?
STAY ON COURSE.
I WANT TO CHECK THE SCOPE.
INCIDENT 100 MILES OFF
THE COAST OF GUADALCANAL.
TIME, THE PRESENT.
THE UNITED STATES NAVAL
DESTROYER ON WHAT HAS BEEN
A MOST UNEVENTFUL CRUISE.
IN A MOMENT, THEY'RE GOING
TO SEND A MAN DOWN 30 FATHOMS
AND CHECK ON A NOISEMAKER...
SOMEONE OR SOMETHING
TAPPING ON METAL.
YOU MAY OR MAY NOT READ
THE RESULTS IN A NAVAL REPORT
BECAUSE CAPTAIN BEECHAM AND
HIS CREW HAVE JUST SET A COURSE
THAT WILL LEAD THIS
SHIP AND EVERYONE ON IT
INTO THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
( hollow tapping)
HOW LONG HAVE YOU
BEEN IN CONTACT?
ABOUT THREE MINUTES, SIR.
( tapping)
IT'S A FUNNY ONE.
SURE SOUNDS LIKE
TAPPING ON METAL.
THAT'S WHAT I THINK, SIR.
BRIDGE, CHANGE COURSE TO 0-3-0
AND REDUCE SPEED TO FIVE KNOTS.
Bridge, aye.
TRY MAKING CONTACT BY
UNDERWATER TELEPHONE.
I'VE ALREADY TRIED.
NO RESPONSE, SIR.
( tapping stops)
IT STOPPED NOW.
BUT SONAR STILL HAS A CONTACT.
STAY ON IT.
I'LL BE ON THE BRIDGE.
( sonar bleeping)
STEADY ON COURSE, 0-3-0.
ALL ENGINES AHEAD, ONE-THIRD,
5-0 RPMs FOR FIVE KNOTS, SIR.
VERY WELL.
Sailor: We're directly
over the object.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
AYE, SIR.
ALL ENGINES STOP.
( bell dings)
ENGINE ROOM ANSWERS:
ALL ENGINES STOP, SIR.
VERY WELL.
( hollow tapping)
DO YOU HEAR IT, SIR?
HOLD IT.
I WANT DEAD QUIET.
( tapping)
AIN'T THAT A KICK IN THE HEAD.
WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE IT IS?
GHOSTS, MAN, GHOSTS.
WHAT DO YOU THINK IT IS, CHIEF?
I NEVER HEARD ANYTHING
LIKE THAT BEFORE.
STOW IT!
LET'S KEEP IT QUIET DOWN THERE.
( tapping continues)
( tapping)
YOU OKAY, NOW, CHIEF?
YES.
I'M OKAY.
YOU BLACKED OUT UP
ON THE DECK, CHIEF.
( tapping)
I'M ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, NOW, I THINK
YOU BETTER LIE FLAT
FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
I'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
YEAH, I WOULDN'T
DOUBT IT, CHIEF, BUT...
RIGHT NOW YOU LOOK
LIKE A CLASS-A SHIPWRECK.
WE STILL STOPPED?
YEAH, WE'RE STILL STOPPED.
WE'RE ALL CURIOUS
ABOUT WHAT'S MAKING THAT NOISE.
WHAT'S THE TROUBLE, CHIEF, HMM?
OH, BOY.
OH, BOY, THAT'S A FUNNY FEELING.
WHAT KIND OF FEELING?
I, UH... I CAN'T DESCRIBE IT.
WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
THAT IS DOWN THERE?
( tapping)
DON'T YOU WORRY
ABOUT IT, WHATEVER IT IS.
JUST GET SOME REST.
( tapping)
MR. SMITH?
CAPTAIN?
I WANT YOU TO STAY
GRAFTED TO ME, LIEUTENANT.
I MAY HAVE TO BE
TURNING IN A REPORT
THAT'LL STICK ME
ON A GARBAGE BARGE.
OR IN THE NAVY HOSPITAL.
I WANT 15 WITNESSES
AT MY HEARING
AND ALL ON MY SIDE.
COULD BE A SUB, SIR,
AND WE COULD BE HEARING IT.
IT'S ONLY ABOUT 30 FATHOMS.
SURE, IT COULD BE A SUB, MISTER.
THAT'S PROBABLY WHAT IT IS.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THIS SUB...
HAS IT GOT TWO ARMS AND A FIST?
SOMEBODY'S MAKING
THAT NOISE DOWN THAT.
( tapping)
LIEUTENANT, DO WE
HAVE A DIVER ONBOARD?
YES, SIR... McCLURE,
FIRST DIVISION.
HAVE HIM REPORT UP
HERE ON THE DOUBLE.
WE'LL SEND HIM DOWN THERE
AND HAVE HIM KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
AND THEN WHAT, SIR?
WE'LL SEE WHO INVITES HIM IN!
BOATSWAIN'S MATE
McCLURE REPORTING, SIR.
YOU'RE THE DIVER, RIGHT?
RIGHT, SIR.
HERE'S THE PICTURE.
WE'VE GOT SOMETHING
BELOW US, McCLURE.
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.
IT'S METAL, THE
SIZE OF A SUB HULL.
GET YOUR EQUIPMENT
AND GO DOWN THERE.
STAY IN TOUCH WITH US
FROM THE MOMENT
YOU HIT THE WATER
TILL THE MOMENT YOU REACH IT.
IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?
YES, SIR.
WHATEVER THE OBJECT IS,
THERE'S SOMEBODY INSIDE,
OR AT LEAST SOMETHING
THAT'S MAKING A NOISE.
WHEN YOU GET DOWN THERE,
LISTEN TO THE
SOUND VERY CLOSELY.
WE MAY BE GETTING
IT DISTORTED UP HERE.
AYE, AYE, SIR... I UNDERSTAND.
HOP TO IT.
AYE, SIR.
( tapping)
IT'S WILD.
THAT IT IS, LIEUTENANT.
BUT IF IT ISN'T A
SUB, SIR, WHAT IS IT?
MAYBE IT'S A SPANISH GALLEON
WITH A TREASURE CHEST
AND A LOOSE LID
THAT'S OFF ITS HINGES.
OR MAYBE IT'S...
MAYBE IT'S JUST OUR IMAGINATION.
Diver going over
the starboard side.
McClure: Bridge.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN.
I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR.
KEEP TALKING, McCLURE.
It's a sub, sir.
No question about that.
HAVE YOU REACHED HER, McCLURE?
I'm standing alongside.
I don't hear anything, though.
McCLURE.
Her bow is buried about
15 feet into the bottom.
I can't read any identification.
It's covered up.
ON THE SIDE OF
THE CONNING TOWER.
CAN YOU READ A NUMBER THERE?
No, sir, there's
been damage there.
The number's been obliterated.
( tapping)
DO YOU HEAR THAT, McCLURE?
( tapping)
Yes, sir, I do.
She's coming from amidships.
I'm moving toward there now.
Yes, sir, that's where
it's coming from.
TAP ON THE HULL AND SEE
IF YOU GET A RESPONSE.
( metallic banging)
WAS THAT YOU, McCLURE?
Yes, sir.
No response, sir.
I don't hear anything anymore.
THERE SHOULD BE THREE HATCHES.
ONE ON THE BOW, ONE
ON THE CONNING TOWER,
AND ONE ON THE STERN.
IS THE SHIP UPRIGHT?
She's upright, sir, at
about a 30-degree angle.
CLIMB UP ON HER DECK
AND CHECK THE HATCHES.
SEE IF YOU CAN OPEN THEM.
The mar hatch is buried, sir.
I can't get through to that.
I'll check on the one
over the conning tower.
( scraping)
McCLURE, WHAT'S THE CONDITION?
The conning tower
hatch is all bent, sir.
I can't move the wheel.
This whole deck appears
to have been scraped.
Wait a minute.
Hatch on the stern
the same way, sir.
I can't turn her.
Whoever she is, sir, she
must've really caught it.
SAY IT AGAIN, McCLURE.
SHE MUST'VE WHAT?
Caught it, sir.
The whole deck is
pockmarked with shell damage...
Machine gun damage, too.
( hollow tapping)
WAS THAT YOU, McCLURE?
No, sir.
It's coming from
inside the hull.
ANSWER RIGHT AWAY.
ANSWER RIGHT NOW.
( metallic banging)
( hollow tapping)
THIS IS WILD.
THERE IS SOMEBODY INSIDE.
CAN YOU PINPOINT
THE SOUND, McCLURE?
CAN YOU TELL PRECISELY
WHERE IT'S COMING FROM?
I think... I think
it's... Wait a minute.
( tapping)
Yes, sir.
Directly amidships.
Just below the tower.
CALL SONAR.
TRY TO TELEPHONE AGAIN.
SONAR, BRIDGE.
TRY YOUR UNDERWATER
TELEPHONE AGAIN.
ROGER.
UNKNOWN STATION,
THIS IS LADY. OVER.
UNKNOWN STATION,
THIS IS LADY. OVER.
BRIDGE, SONAR.
NO RESPONSE, SIR, ON THE PHONE.
McClure: No more contact, sir.
STAY AS LONG AS YOU CAN
AND THEN COME UP
WHEN YOU'RE READY.
Aye, aye, sir.
GET THE COM OFFICER...
I WANT A MESSAGE.
"ACTION TO COM SEVENTH FLEET.
"INFO TO CINC PAC FLEET.
APPRAISE HIM OF SITUATION."
GET ON IT.
RADIO, BRIDGE.
Radio, aye.
CAPTAIN WANTS A MESSAGE.
ACTION TO COM SEVENTH FLEET.
INFO CINC PAC FLEET.
HAVE LOCATED SUNKEN SUB.
POSITION, LATITUDE
0-9-3-0-0-0 SOUTH.
LONGITUDE 1-6-0-4-8-0-0 EAST.
REQUEST CONFIRM LOCATION OF
ALL KNOWN SINKINGS THIS AREA.
WILL REMAIN THIS AREA
UNTIL FURTHER ADVISED.
PRECEDENCE,
OPERATIONAL IMMEDIATE.
Radio, aye.
ANY IDEAS, CAPTAIN?
OH, AN EVEN DOZEN.
ONLY EVERY ONE OF THEM NULLIFIES
THE ONE AHEAD OF IT.
IF IT'S ONE OF OUR SUBS,
WE WOULD HAVE A REPORT.
EVEN IF IT'S SOMEBODY ELSE'S,
WHY HAVEN'T THEY GONE
OUT THE TORPEDO TUBES?
THERE'S ANOTHER
COMMON DENOMINATOR.
THAT SUB WAS HIT BY SHELLFIRE.
WHATEVER ACTION TOOK PLACE
MUST'VE HAPPENED
WITHIN A PERIOD OF HOURS
OR NO ONE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE.
BUT THERE'S BEEN NO ACTION
OR WE'D HAVE
SEEN IT OR HEARD IT.
NOW, PUT ALL THAT TOGETHER
AND IT SPELLS NOTHING.
McCLURE IS ON HIS
WAY BACK UP, SIR.
HAVE HIM REPORT
TO THE SONAR SHACK.
THAT'S WHERE I'LL BE.
YES, SIR.
( mumbling)
HOW DO YOU FEEL NOW, CHIEF?
( mumbling)
YOU HAD A PRETTY GOOD SLEEP.
UM... WHAT'S NEW
FROM DOWN BELOW?
NOTHING MUCH.
SCUTTLEBUTT IS WERE GOING
TO TRY AND TAKE HER IN TOW.
HEY, DOC.
YEAH, CHIEF.
UM...
I WAS JUST WONDERING
ABOUT SOMETHING.
GO AHEAD, CHIEF.
THIS FEELING OF MINE, I...
WHAT KIND OF FEELING, CHIEF?
I CAN'T... I... I GET
THIS FEELING...
I CAN'T STAY IN ONE PLACE.
I GOT TO GET UP AND GO OUT.
THIS CRAZY FEELING THAT I'M...
THAT YOU'RE WHAT, CHIEF?
THAT SOMEBODY IS
ORDERING ME SOMEPLACE,
IS PULLING ME SOMEPLACE.
AND IF I DIDN'T STAY PUT,
IF I DIDN'T FIGHT IT,
I'D GO UP ON DECK,
AND I'D NEVER COME BACK.
HUH?
PRETTY... SOUND PRETTY NUTS?
DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT
WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE.
CHIEF, I THINK MAYBE YOU BETTER
STAY DOWN HERE
WITH ME A LITTLE WHILE.
COME ON, NOW.
EVERYTHING'S GOING
TO BE ALL RIGHT.
JUST TAKE IT EASY
AND GET A LITTLE SLEEP.
THERE IS SOMEBODY
INSIDE HER, SIR.
I'LL LAY ODDS ON THAT.
WHAT ABOUT THE SUB ITSELF?
COULD YOU JUDGE HER LENGTH?
OH, I'D GUESS HER
TO BE 300 FEET, SIR,
WITH A 25-FOOT BEAM.
SHE SOUNDS LIKE ONE OF OURS.
SHE LOOKS LIKE ONE OF OURS.
THERE WERE BALLAST
TANKS AND FLOODING PORTS
ON THE UNDERSIDE.
( sand grating)
SHE'S MOVING, SIR.
( grating sound over radio)
THAT WAS THE
OTHER THING, CAPTAIN.
SHE WASN'T STUCK IN TIGHT.
DEEP, YES, BUT NOT TIGHT.
SHE SEEMED TO BE SWAYING
WHEN I WAS DOWN THERE.
ARE YOU COLD, McCLURE?
I'VE BEEN WARMER, SIR.
AND YOU WILL BE AGAIN,
BUT NOW YOU'LL GET COLDER.
GET SOME COFFEE,
AND GO BACK DOWN.
CHECK HER BOW.
SHE MAY HAVE PULLED
HERSELF LOOSE,
AND YOU CAN READ THE NUMBER.
Sonar, Bridge.
SONAR, AYE.
RADIO REPORT FROM
COM SEVENTH FLEET
REPORTS NO SINKINGS OF ANY KIND.
AUTHORIZES US TO REMAIN ON SCENE
AND OPERATE AT OWN DISCRETION
FOR SALVAGE AND RESCUE.
ROGER.
NO SINKINGS?
ALL RIGHT.
McCLURE, IF YOU CAN GET
ME A NUMBER OFF HER HULL,
WE MAY BE ABLE TO SLEEP TONIGHT.
AYE, SIR.
QUESTION: IF THEY'RE
IN THERE AND ALIVE
AND CAN'T USE THE TORPEDO TUBES,
HOW DO WE GET THEM OUT?
Bridge, this is McClure.
GO AHEAD, McCLURE.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN.
She's pulled herself out, sir.
Here's your number, Captain.
7-1-4.
7-1-4?
SHE'S ONE OF OURS.
COME ON UP HERE, McCLURE,
AND GET YOURSELF A
BROILED STEAK ON ME.
GET THAT BOOK WITH
THE HULL NUMBERS.
7-1-4.
7-1... HERE IT IS, 7-1-4.
"COMMISSIONED DECEMBER, 1941.
"SUNK IN ACTION
"FIRST BATTLE OF THE SOLOMONS,
AUGUST 7, 1942."
AUGUST 7, 1942.
WELL, THAT WAS 20 YEARS AGO.
CAPTAIN BEECHAM,
WHO'S DOWN THERE?
WHO'S INSIDE THAT SUB?
SOMEBODY WHO DIES DAMN HARD.
Announcer: TWILIGHT ZONE WILL
CONTINUE AFTER STATION IDENTIFICATION.
Captain: WHO IS IT?
UH, CHIEF MATTHEWS, SIR.
COME ON IN, DOC.
STAND EASY, CHIEF.
OH, THANK YOU, CAPTAIN.
WHAT IS IT?
CAPTAIN, I'D LIKE TO TALK TO YOU
ABOUT ONE OF THE MEN.
SURE, SIT DOWN.
THANK YOU, SIR.
GO AHEAD.
WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT CHIEF BELL?
I KNOW HIS RATING AND
HIS SERVICE RECORD.
WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?
HE'S DOWN IN SICK BAY.
I KNOW THAT...
WHAT'S THE TROUBLE?
IT'S AN ILLUSION OR A
PSYCHOSIS OR WHATEVER.
I DON'T KNOW.
THAT'S A LITTLE OUT
OF MY LINE, CAPTAIN.
I DO KNOW, THOUGH, THAT HE
NEEDS HELP... PSYCHIATRIC HELP.
I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT, DOC.
FUNNY.
CAPTAIN?
FUNNY ABOUT SOME MEN.
BELL, FOR INSTANCE...
21 YEARS NAVY.
SERVED IN EVERYTHING
FROM A SCOW TO A CARRIER
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HE CRACKS
UP LIKE A DINGHY IN A STORM.
I NEVER FIGURED
A MAN LIKE BELL WOULD CRACK UP.
WOULD YOU, DOC?
I CAN'T SAY, CAPTAIN.
BUT AS FOR CRACKING UP,
THAT'S WHAT HE'S DOING.
HE HAS A LOOK ABOUT
HIM I CAN'T DESCRIBE
BUT IT'S NOT A LOOK
YOU SEE VERY OFTEN.
USUALLY IT'S AN
HOUR AFTER A BATTLE
WHEN THE EYES FACE OUTWARD
BUT YOU KNOW THEY'RE
REALLY LOOKING INSIDE.
WELL, THAT'S WHAT
HE LOOKS LIKE...
LIKE A MAN WHO'S
JUST BEEN PICKED UP
OFF A RAFT FULL OF DEAD MEN.
THAT'S WHAT HE
LOOKS LIKE, CAPTAIN.
ALL RIGHT.
KEEP HIM DOWN THERE.
WHEN WE PUT BACK TO PORT,
I'LL RECOMMEND
HOSPITALIZATION FOR HIM
AND SOME EXAMINATIONS.
THANKS FOR COMING IN, DOC.
AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN.
QUIET, HUH?
YEAH. YEAH, IT'S TOO QUIET.
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN NOW?
ABOUT THREE HOURS.
IS HE GOING TO SEND
McCLURE DOWN THERE AGAIN?
BEATS ME.
ALL I KNOW IS, THERE'S A
BOILER TENDER SECOND
WHO'S MAKING BOOK IN
THE CREW'S QUARTERS
THAT THAT THING BELOW US
IS A SEA MONSTER
WITH THREE HEADS,
AND WE'RE ALL LIVING
ON BORROWED TIME.
( laughing)
CAPTAIN.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
SCARES ME MORE:
WHEN THEY POUND
OR WHEN THEY SHUT UP.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
SCARES ME MORE:
A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB WITH
SOMEBODY ALIVE INSIDE
OR WHAT THE COMMANDER
OF THE PACIFIC FLEET
WILL SAY WHEN I TELL HIM
THERE'S A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB
WITH SOMEBODY ALIVE INSIDE.
COFFEE, CAPTAIN?
PLEASE.
FURTHERMORE, I'VE GOT
A CHIEF BOATSWAIN'S MATE
WHO HAS SOMETHING EATING AT HIM.
BELL?
MM-HMM, BELL.
WHAT MADE HIM BLACK OUT?
WELL, THAT'S PART
OF THE PROBLEM.
COULD BE HE'S DREDGING UP
A COUPLE OF MEMORIES.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, MEMORIES?
WELL, THIS IS WORLD
WAR II REVISITED FOR HIM.
HE WAS PICKED UP
HERE AFTER A SINKING.
A SINKING?
SIT DOWN, MARMER.
Smith: THAT'S THE WAY I HEAR IT.
HE WAS ON A SHIP THAT
WAS HIT... THE ONLY SURVIVOR.
THEY PULLED HIM
OUT OF THE WATER.
HE HAD A PRETTY ROUGH TIME.
MAYBE HE IS DREDGING
UP MEMORIES.
( tapping)
HERE WE GO AGAIN.
I'LL BE IN THE SONAR SHACK.
STILL COMING FROM
DOWN BELOW, CAPTAIN?
YEAH.
HOW'S THE PATIENT?
WELL, HE'S ASLEEP.
I'M JUST GOING TO
GET SOME COFFEE.
WELL, YOU KEEP ME
POSTED, WILL YOU?
AYE, AYE, SIR.
( tapping)
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
CHIEF, WHAT HAPPENED?
I WAS LOOKING IN THE MIRROR,
AND I SAW FACES THAT...
THEY WERE STARING AT ME.
THEY WERE POINTING AT ME.
NOW, I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CRAZY,
BUT THEY WERE THERE.
IT WAS AS IF THEY
WERE ORDERING ME
INTO THE MIRROR,
PULLING ME IN... DOC?
YOU, UH, SEE ME IN THE MIRROR?
HUH?
YEAH, I SEE YOU.
NOW, I SEE YOU JUST FINE, CHIEF.
NOW, YOU REMEMBER THAT, HUH?
I SEE YOU FINE.
NOW, NOBODY IS
ORDERING YOU ANYWHERE,
AND YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYPLACE.
WE'RE GOING TO WHIP
THIS, I PROMISE YOU.
WE'RE GOING TO WHIP THIS!
( tapping)
IT'S SOME EQUIPMENT DOWN THERE.
SOMETHING LOOSE THAT'S
SWINGING BACK AND FORTH,
HITTING THE BULKHEAD.
IT'S POSSIBLE.
IT'S THE ONLY EXPLANATION.
A 20-YEAR-OLD SUB IN THE
DEEP SIX SINCE THE WAR?
( tapping)
WELL, WHOEVER IT
IS, WHATEVER IT IS,
IT'S LOSING STEAM.
I WOULDN'T MAKE BOOK ON THIS,
BUT I'VE GOT A HUNCH
THAT IF WE DON'T GET INSIDE,
AND I MEAN QUICK, WE'RE
GOING TO MISS THE BOAT.
SO WE GO DOWN AGAIN.
LIKE YOU TOLD THE O.D.,
WE KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
WE DON'T KNOCK ON
THE DOOR THIS TIME.
NOW WE KICK THE DOOR OPEN!
IF YOU BREAK IN THAT WAY,
IT'S A SURE BET THE PRESSURE
WILL KILL WHATEVER'S
ALIVE DOWN THERE.
THEN WE DO IT THE ONE
OTHER WAY WE'VE GOT.
SEND A MESSAGE TO COM SUB PAC.
TELL THEM WE'RE GOING TO NEED
A SUB RESCUE SHIP HERE.
TELL THEM TO REPORT TO
SCENE FOR RESCUE ATTEMPT.
AIRLOCK CHAMBER, HUH?
THAT'S ALL WE'VE GOT LEFT.
GET ON IT RIGHT AWAY, WILL YOU?
I'LL BE ON THE BRIDGE.
RADIO, SONAR.
TO COM SUB PAC,
EMERGENCY PRECEDENCE.
( tapping)
WHERE ARE YOU GOING, CHIEF?
DOC, WHO'S OUTSIDE?
WHAT?
WHO'S OUTSIDE IN THE PASSAGEWAY?
THERE'S NOBODY OUT
THERE WHO SHOULDN'T BE.
LET ME TELL YOU
SOMETHING, CHIEF.
YOU CAN TALK YOURSELF INTO
ANY KIND OF NIGHTMARE YOU WANT.
YOU JUST HAVE TO LET
THE GATES DOWN A BIT,
AND THAT STUFF SEEPS IN.
ONLY THERE'S NOBODY
BLOWING IT FROM THE OTHER SIDE.
IT'S YOU, YOURSELF.
NOW, THERE'S NOBODY OUT THERE.
NOBODY AT ALL.
NOW, WHO DID YOU
THINK WAS OUT THERE?
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU'RE WOUND UP TIGHT, CHIEF,
AND I THINK YOU'RE DOING
MOST OF THIS TO YOURSELF,
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING
OUT THERE ON THAT PASSAGEWAY
EXCEPT A LONG STRETCH
OF DECK AND STEEL.
NOTHING ELSE.
( tapping)
YOU WANT TO TAKE A LOOK?
DOC, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?
DOC, NO, PLEASE TELL ME
WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME.
YOU'VE GOT TO GRAB
HOLD OF YOURSELF.
YOU'RE GOING TO TALK YOURSELF
INTO A STRAIGHTJACKET.
YOU'RE GOING TO BUILD
SO MANY NIGHTMARES
INTO THAT BRAIN OF YOURS...
THE SAME FEELING?
IT'S THE SAME THING.
IT'S JUST AS IF
SOMEBODY OUT THERE
WAS WAITING FOR ME.
JUST AS IF SOMETHING
OUT THERE'S PULLING ME.
( tapping)
HEY, DOC?
WHAT, CHIEF?
DOC, I'M SCARED
TO OPEN THE DOOR.
WELL, THEN DON'T.
I TOLD YOU THERE'S
NOBODY OUT THERE.
DOC, I'M SCARED TO OPEN
THIS DOOR, BUT I GOT TO.
OH, MY DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN.
DID YOU SEE THEM, DOC?
DID YOU SEE THEM?
MEN... MEN LOOKING AT ME.
THEY WERE... THEY WERE WET,
THEY WERE DRIPPING WET,
AND THEY WERE NOT ALIVE!
NO, I DIDN'T SEE
ANYTHING, CHIEF.
NEITHER DID YOU.
NOW, DID YOU HEAR ME?
YOU DIDN'T SEE A THING.
NOT A BLOODY WORSHIPPING THING.
ALL YOU SAW WAS WHAT YOUR
SCARE-BRAIN TOLD YOU TO SEE.
THAT'S ALL THAT IT WAS.
WHAT YOU TALKED YOURSELF
INTO WANTING TO SEE!
SEAWEED.
THAT ABOUT DOES IT, McCLURE.
GO DOWN, AND SEE IF YOU
CAN GET ANOTHER RESPONSE.
IT'LL BE A GREAT HELP TO
THE SUB RESCUE OUTFIT
IF YOU CAN CONFIRM
A SPECIFIC LOCATION.
HOW WILL THEY GET IN, SIR?
THROUGH THE FORWARD TORPEDO
COMPARTMENT OF THE STERN.
THEY'LL HAVE TO BLOW
EACH OF THE SIX OTHER
COMPARTMENTS BETWEEN THEM
BEFORE THEY CAN ENTER ANY PART.
WELL, WHAT IF I
DON'T GET AN ANSWER?
WE HAVEN'T HEARD FROM
THEM IN ALMOST A HALF HOUR.
IF YOU CAN'T GET AN
ANSWER, COME ON BACK UP.
THE A.S.R. TEAM WILL
PICK IT UP FROM HERE.
NO SURVIVORS THEN, SIR...
IS THAT WHAT IT'LL MEAN?
THAT'S WHAT IT'LL
MEAN... NO SURVIVORS.
OKAY, McCLURE, HOP TO IT.
AYE, SIR.
McClure: I've
reached the sub, sir.
The next noise you
hear, that'll be me.
GO AHEAD, POUND AWAY.
( metallic banging)
WHAT ABOUT IT,
McCLURE, ANY RESPONSE?
No response, sir.
No response anywhere.
KEEP TRYING A FEW MINUTES.
Yes, sir.
McCLURE?
I've found something.
Wait a minute.
It's a pair of dog tags.
WHAT ABOUT RESPONSE, McCLURE?
CAN YOU HEAR ANYTHING?
No, sir, I don't hear a thing.
WELL, GIVE THEM A
FEW MORE MINUTES,
AND THEN COME ON BACK UP.
Yes, sir.
NO SOAP, I GUESS.
NO SOAP.
THAT FROSTS, THAT REALLY FROSTS.
TO GET SO CLOSE TO THOSE
POOR DEVILS AND THEN...
THAT SUB RESCUE SHIP
IS DUE HERE ABOUT 0300.
KEEP YOUR EYE PEELED.
I'M GOING AFT.
AYE, SIR.
THIS IS WHAT I FOUND, SIR.
THANKS, McCLURE, GOOD JOB.
GO GET YOURSELF SOME COFFEE.
BUT I WILL NEED
YOU ONE MORE TIME.
WHEN THE A.S.R. TEAM GETS HERE,
YOU'LL HAVE TO GO DOWN
WITH THEM AS PATHFINDER,
GIVE THEM ALL THE
HELP THEY NEED.
EXCUSE ME, SIR, BUT...
WELL, YOU BETTER
LOOK AT THOSE TAGS.
THEY'RE YOURS, AREN'T THEY?
McCLURE FOUND THEM
ON THE DECK OF
THE SUB DOWN THERE.
WHEN DID YOU LOSE THEM, BOATS?
THAT WAS A...
LONG TIME AGO, SIR.
WHEN?
UM... OH, UH... 20...
20 YEARS AGO, SIR.
20 YEARS AGO.
SIT DOWN, BOATS.
GO AHEAD, SIT DOWN.
GO ON.
I WAS, UH...
ABOARD SHIP, SIR.
WHAT SHIP?
SUBMARINE.
SIR, THAT... THAT ONE
DOWN BELOW US, THAT...
THAT WAS MY BOAT.
WHAT'S MAKING THE
NOISE DOWN THERE, BOATS?
DO YOU KNOW?
WHAT'S IT ALL ABOUT?
WE WERE ON THE SURFACE.
IT... IT WAS NIGHT.
I WAS, UH... I WAS
A SIGNALMAN THEN.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO PUT AN
INFRARED FILTER ON THE, UH...
ON THE, UH, SIGNAL LIGHT,
OTHERWISE, THE JAPS
WOULD HAVE SEEN US.
THEY WOULD HAVE SEEN THE LIGHT.
THEY WOULD HAVE FOUND US.
I UNDERSTAND.
I DON'T KNOW... I DON'T
KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.
I, UH...
I-I DROPPED THE,
UH, SIGNAL LIGHT.
THE INFRARED FILTER FELL OFF.
THEY WERE WAITING FOR US
OUT THERE, THE JAP DESTROYERS.
THEY SAW OUR LIGHT.
THEY LET US HAVE IT.
THEY STRADDLED US
WITH THEIR FIRST SALVO.
THE, UH, CAPTAIN TOOK THE
SUB DOWN, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.
THEY UNLOADED DEPTH CHARGES.
THAT SUB WASN'T EVER GOING
TO BE ABLE TO COME UP AGAIN.
WHAT ABOUT YOU, BOATS?
I GOT FLUNG OVER THE SIDE
WHEN THAT FIRST SALVO HIT.
MM-HMM.
AND, UH... ALL THE TIME I...
I WAS IN THE WATER THERE,
I COULD, I COULD...
YOU COULD WHAT?
I COULD, UH... I
COULD HEAR THE, UH...
I COULD HEAR THE, UM...
I COULD HEAR THE
VOICES OF OUR GUYS.
THEY WERE, UH...
THEY WERE SCREAMING!
ALL RIGHT, BOATS!
BOATS, SIT DOWN!
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT NOW.
I KNOW WHAT IT WAS.
THIS THING HAS BEEN BUGGING ME.
I KNOW, I KNOW WHAT IT IS.
ALL RIGHT, WHAT IS IT?
I GOT OUT, SEE?
ONE GUY IN OUR WHOLE
CREW... I GOT OUT.
OH, I GOT PICKED UP LATER
BY ONE OF OUR DESTROYERS.
I GOT OUT.
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, CAPTAIN?
I... I SUNK THAT SUB, RIGHT?
I WAS RESPONSIBLE.
YES.
I GOT OUT.
I WANT YOU TO LISTEN TO ME NOW.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT
THIS THING... THIS THING...
SEE, THEM GUYS...
THEM GUYS DOWN
THERE IN THAT SUB,
THEY KNOW I'M UP HERE.
BELL, I WANT YOU
TO HEAR ME OUT NOW.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT THIS
THING HAS BEEN, SEE?
I SHOULD BE DOWN
THERE WITH THEM.
NOW, BELL... I SHOULD
BE DOWN IN THAT SUB.
I SHOULD BE DEAD.
BELL!
SEE? AND ALL THIS NOISE, SEE...
THIS POUNDING, THIS CLANGING...
THAT'S THEM GUYS DOWN THERE.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL, I WANT YOU
TO HEAR ME OUT NOW.
BELL, BELL, I WANT
YOU TO HEAR ME OUT!
BELL! CAPTAIN, SHH! SHH!
BELL, I WANT YOU TO QUIET
DOWN AND HEAR ME OUT
AND LISTEN TO A LITTLE LOGIC
NOW AND A LITTLE REASON.
BELL, LISTEN TO ME!
NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL, LISTEN TO ME!
JUST LISTEN TO A LITTLE
LOGIC, A LITTLE REASON!
ONE MAN DOES NOT SINK A SUB,
AND ONE LOUSY CIRCUMSTANCE
DOES NOT DECIDE A BATTLE,
AND ONE CASE OF SUDDEN FEAR
DOES NOT ADD UP TO A COWARD.
YOU'VE BEEN TAKING A
DIRTY RAP FOR 20 YEARS.
YOU'VE SLEPT WITH IT, YOU'VE
HUNG IT AROUND YOUR NECK,
YOU'VE LET IT DIG DEEP DOWN
INSIDE AND TEAR YOU TO PIECES.
LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, BELL.
IT'S NOT DESERVED,
IT'S NOT RIGHT.
IT'S A DEAD WEIGHT GUILT
THAT YOU'VE BLOWN WAY OUT
OF PROPORTION TO THE FACTS.
AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT
THE FACTS ARE, BELL?
THE FACTS ARE THAT THAT
SUB WAS DEAD IN THE WATER
AND SURROUNDED BY ENEMY CRAFT.
THAT WAS A CREW THAT WAS
DOOMED, DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
A FRIGHTENED SAILOR
DIDN'T DESTROY THAT SHIP
OR KILL OFF THAT CREW.
BELL!
YOU'VE GOT TO UNDERSTAND.
A WAR DID!
A SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES DID!
NOW, BELL, YOU'VE
GOT TO BELIEVE ME.
ALL YOU SHOULD PUT IN YOUR
SEABAG IS A REGRET, NOT A GUILT.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND, BELL?
NOT A GUILT!
BY YOUR LEAVE, SIR.
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME.
BELL!
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME!
THEY'RE CALLING MUSTER ON ME!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE!
MAN OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE.
PASS THE WORD, MAN
OVERBOARD, STARBOARD SIDE.
WE'VE BEEN SEARCHING
FOR TEN HOURS, SIR.
IT'S NO USE.
WE CAN'T FIND THE BODY.
THE RESCUE TEAM OUGHT
TO BE IN THAT SUB BY NOW.
YEAH.
( water dripping)
YOU GOT IN.
YES, SIR.
IT WAS A WRECK INSIDE, SIR.
NOBODY HAD A CHANCE.
NOBODY?
NOBODY, SIR.
THE PERISCOPE SHEARS
HAD BEEN CUT IN HALF,
AND ONE WHOLE SECTION
WAS JUST HANGING THERE
SWINGING BACK AND FORTH.
THAT WAS MAKING THE NOISE THEN.
THAT WAS MAKING
THE NOISE, WASN'T IT?
I GUESS SO, SIR.
BUT... BUT WHAT?
THERE WERE EIGHT MEN
IN THE CONTROL ROOM.
EIGHT MEN, OR WHAT
WAS LEFT OF THEM, AND...
ONE OF THEM...
ONE OF THEM HAD A
HAMMER IN HIS HAND.
McCLURE...
LET'S JUST SAY THAT
THAT'S PART OF THE STORY
YOU TELL YOUR GRANDCHILDREN,
THAT YOU MAKE UP YOURSELF.
TELL THEM ANYTHING YOU LIKE.
AYE, SIR.
FUNNY THING, HOW LONG
IT TAKES SOME MEN TO DIE
OR TO FIND ANY PEACE AT ALL.
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT'S THE
WORST THING THERE IS ABOUT WAR...
NOT JUST WHAT IT
DOES TO THE BODIES...
BUT WHAT IT DOES TO THE MINDS.
SO REST IN PEACE, CHIEF BELL.
I THINK IT'S YOUR DUE NOW.
SMALL NAVAL ENGAGEMENT,
THE MONTH OF APRIL, 1963.
NOT TO BE FOUND IN
ANY HISTORICAL ANNALS.
LOOK FOR THIS ONE FILED
UNDER "H" FOR "HAUNTING"
IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
NEXT ON TWILIGHT ZONE,
A MARVELOUSLY EXCITING
EXCURSION INTO A VERY STRANGE PLACE
CALLED "VALLEY OF THE SHADOW."
IT COMES FROM THE PROBING
MIND OF MR. CHARLES BEAUMONT,
AND WHETHER YOU'RE
A SCIENCE FICTION BUFF,
A FANTASY LOVER OR JUST
NEEDFUL OF SOME ESCAPE,
THIS ONE SHOULD FILL MOST
OF YOUR REQUIREMENTS.
( machine whirring)
I THOUGHT YOU TOLD ME
MY CAR WAS GOING TO BE REPAIRED.
PLEASE SIT DOWN.
I DON'T WANT TO SIT DOWN.
I WANT TO KNOW WHY
NOTHING'S BEEN DONE TO MY CAR.
WHY IT'S JUST SITTING OUT THERE.
PRIMARILY BECAUSE YOU
WON'T BE NEEDING IT ANYMORE.
OH, NO? WELL, WHY?
BECAUSE YOU ARE NEVER
GOING TO LEAVE PEACEFUL VALLEY.
WAIT A MINUTE.
YEAH, I THINK I GOT
THIS THING FIGURED OUT.
OH? WELL, SURE.
PEACEFUL VALLEY IS A
TOWN FULL OF LUNATICS,
AND YOU GUYS HEAD THE LIST.
NOW WHAT DO YOU
MEAN I'M NOT EVER
GOING TO BE ABLE TO LEAVE HERE?
'CAUSE, MR. REDFIELD,
YOU STUMBLED UPON
THE BEST KEPT
SECRET IN THE WORLD.