The Twilight Zone (1959–1964): Season 5, Episode 26 - I am the Night - Color Me Black - full transcript

The Sun doesn't rise on a small town where an execution is scheduled to take place.

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.

CHARLIE?

GO BACK TO SLEEP,
ELLA, IT'S EARLY.

WHAT TIME IS IT?

MY WATCH STOPPED.



IT'S PITCH BLACK OUT.

IT MUST BE 3:00 OR
4:00 IN THE MORNING.

LOOK HOW BLACK IT IS OUT THERE.

IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

OH, I THINK YOU'RE
CRAZY TO GET UP NOW.

WHAT'S SO SPECIAL
ABOUT HANGING A LITTLE...

GO BACK TO SLEEP, ELLA!

WELL, WHY DON'T YOU?

YOU'LL HAVE ALL THAT
EXCITEMENT TODAY.

YOU'RE THE ONE
THAT NEEDS THE SLEEP.

BRING US BREAKFAST
OVER ABOUT 8:30.

WHAT TIME THEY STRING HIM UP?

WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

WHAT TIME DOES HE GET HUNG?



HE GET'S EXECUTED AT 9:30.

AND I HOPE THE WHOLE
TOWN DOESN'T TURN OUT.

WHEN I SEE A BUNCH OF
COLD-BLOODED GAWKERS

GETTING THEIR JOLLIES
FROM SEEING A MAN DIE,

I JUST...

JUST BRING US
BREAKFAST OVER AT 8:30.

OH, CHARLIE?

HOW DOES HE LIKE HIS EGGS?

EDIBLE.

THEY'RE THE LAST
ONES HE'S GOING TO EAT

SO MAKE THEM EDIBLE.

I DON'T GET IT.

WHAT DON'T YOU GET, DEPUTY?

SHERIFF, IT'S 7:30
IN THE MORNING,

AND IT'S PITCH BLACK OUTSIDE.

I'VE NEVER SEEN IT ANY BLACKER,

BUT IT'S 7:30 IN THE MORNING.

NOW, WHAT'S GOING ON?

I DON'T KNOW, DEPUTY.

IT'S 7:30 IN THE MORNING
AND IT'S PITCH BLACK OUTSIDE.

TO TELL YOU THE
TRUTH... I DON'T KNOW WHY.

I DON'T KNOW WHY AT ALL.

SHERIFF CHARLIE KOCH

ON THE MORNING OF AN EXECUTION.

AS A MATTER OF FACT,
IT'S 7:30 IN THE MORNING.

LOGIC AND NATURAL LAWS
DICTATE THAT AT THIS HOUR

THERE SHOULD BE DAYLIGHT.

IT IS A SIMPLE RULE
OF PHYSICAL SCIENCE

THAT THE SUN SHOULD
RISE AT A CERTAIN MOMENT

AND SUPERSEDE THE DARKNESS.

BUT AT THIS GIVEN MOMENT
SHERIFF CHARLIE KOCH,

A DEPUTY NAMED PIERCE, A
CONDEMNED MAN NAMED JAGGER,

AND A SMALL,
INCONSEQUENTIAL VILLAGE

WILL SHORTLY FIND OUT THAT
THERE ARE CAUSES AND EFFECTS

THAT HAVE NO PRECEDENT.

SUCH IS USUALLY THE
CASE IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

HOW ABOUT THAT?

YOU SEE IT OUTSIDE?

YOU BETTER RUN AN EXTRA

IN THAT PAPER OF YOURS.

I'VE BEEN ANSWERING THE PHONE

SINCE 6:00 THIS MORNING.

ONE FELLOW CALLED, SAID THE
ELECTRICITY HAD GONE OFF...

IT WAS TOMORROW NIGHT.

ANOTHER GODLY WOMAN,

WHO PROFESSES TO READ HER GOOD
BOOK WITH ADMIRABLE REGULARITY,

TELLS ME IT'S THE
END OF THE WORLD

AND SHE CAN QUOTE THE CHAPTER
AND VERSE TO SUPPORT HER THESIS.

NOW, YOU'RE
WELL-VERSED IN ALL THINGS

REGARDING LAW AND
ORDER, SHERIFF KOCH.

WHAT'S YOUR THESIS?

IT'S QUARTER TO 8:00.

IT'S QUARTER TO
8:00 IN THE MORNING

AND IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

DAYLIGHT SHOULD HAVE
COME TWO HOURS AGO.

WELL, IN BETWEEN
REASSURING PEOPLE

THAT THIS WAS NOT AN
INTERPLANETARY INVASION,

NOR THE END OF THE WORLD,

I PLACED A CALL TO
THE STATE CAPITAL.

IS IT BLACK THERE?

IT APPEARS THAT ACROSS THE FACE

OF THE ENTIRE EARTH

WE ARE THE ONLY ONES
GROPING IN DARKNESS.

SO IT SEEMS THE PHENOMENON

IS QUITE LOCALIZED

AND WE'LL JUST HAVE
TO SEEK ELSEWHERE

FOR COMPANY TO SHARE OUR MISERY.

HAVE YOU SEEN
JAGGER THIS MORNING?

I SEEN HIM.

I BROUGHT HIM IN
A CUP OF COFFEE.

I ALSO REMINDED HIM
ABOUT WHAT DAY IT WAS.

I'LL BET YOU DID.

HOW DID YOU OCCUPY
YOURSELF AS A LAD, DEPUTY?

TORTURING SMALL ANIMALS

OR JUST PULLING WINGS OFF FLIES?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN
BY THAT, MR. COLBEY?

NOTHING.

NOTHING AT ALL.

CAN I TALK TO JAGGER?

GO RIGHT ON IN.

AS A POINT OF INTEREST, SHERIFF,

IS JAGGER INNOCENT?

MR. COLBEY, THAT IS A MATTER
FOR A JURY, PUBLIC OPINION AND GOD,

AND THAT, THANK THE LORD,
HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME.

SO LET US ALL PRAISE GOD FOR
THE MORNING'S IMPARTIALITY.

AND FOR JUSTICE BEING
SERVED DELUXE STYLE.

Koch: DEPUTY...

WHY DON'T YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH.

I GOT A RIGHT TO AN OPINION.

INDEED YOU HAVE, DEPUTY.

INDEED YOU HAVE.

BUT THERE'S JUST A
FEW DISTURBING FACETS

ABOUT THIS CASE.

ONE...

THE MURDERED MAN
WAS NOT A DECENT MAN.

HE WAS A CROSS-BURNING,
PSYCHOPATHIC BULLY

WHO ATTACKED THE MAN IN THERE.

AND TWO, DEPUTY PIERCE
HERE SAW IT HAPPEN

AND THEN PERJURED HIMSELF.

NOW, WAIT A MINUTE!

PERJURED IS THE WORD, DEPUTY.

NOW, YOU SAID JAGGER SHOT HIM

FROM ACROSS THE ROOM.

NO SUCH THING.

THE MURDERED MAN HAD
POWDER BURNS ALL OVER HIM.

THIS MIGHT NOT HAVE
PROVEN SELF-DEFENSE

BUT IT WOULD'VE POINTED
TO IT AND MAYBE HELPED IT.

AND YOU, SHERIFF
KOCH, YOU SAW THE BODY.

BUT I DIDN'T HEAR ANY COMMENTS

ON THOSE POWDER BURNS

WHEN YOU GAVE YOUR TESTIMONY.

AND YOUR COURAGEOUS EDITOR
HERE IN COVERING THE TRIAL

DIDN'T SEE FIT TO INCLUDE
THIS INSIGNIFICANT ADDENDUM

THOUGH HE ALSO KNEW AT THE
TIME HE WAS BEING VERY SELECTIVE

ABOUT WHAT TRUTHS HE WAS WRITING
ABOUT, WHAT TRUTHS HE WASN'T.

YOU'RE RIGHT, DEPUTY.

JUSTICE IS BEING SERVED...

ON A PLATTER WITH
ITS TONGUE CUT OUT

JUST LIKE THE CARCASS
OF ANY DEAD ANIMAL.

LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU'RE READY.

IT'S PITCH BLACK OUTSIDE.

ALMOST 8:00 IN THE MORNING.

NOT A SPECK OF DAYLIGHT.

THIS PLACE DOESN'T
HAVE ANY WINDOWS

SO IT COULD BE CHRISTMAS EVE

OR THE FOURTH OF JULY

AND I WOULD NOT
KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.

YOU GOT ANY RELIGIOUS
AFFILIATION, JAGGER?

NONE.

ANYONE YOU WANT TO SEE?

NOBODY.

ANYTHING TO SAY?

NOTHING.

NO PRIEST, NO
FRIENDS, NO COMMENT.

JUST WHAT HAVE YOU GOT, JAGGER?

I GOT THE BLUES, MR. COLBEY!

I GOT THE BLUES.

I'M JUST ABOUT AN HOUR
AWAY FROM A HANGING

AND I'VE BEEN LYING THERE

AND I HAVE BEEN
THINKING THAT I WOULD LIKE

TO RIP THESE BARS APART
AND GET OUT OF HERE.

OR I'D LIKE TO SAVE
EVERYBODY ELSE THE TROUBLE

AND HANG MYSELF RIGHT HERE.

BUT, YOU SEE, I DON'T HAVE
THE STRENGTH FOR ONE

OR THE GUTS FOR THE OTHER

SO I'M JUST LYING THERE,
AND I AM JUST WAITING.

WELL, IN THAT CASE, WOULD
YOU CARE TO MAKE A STATEMENT

ABOUT GUILT OR INNOCENCE?

GUILT OR INNOCENCE, AND YOU
WANT ME TO MAKE A STATEMENT?

I'D APPRECIATE ONE.

I DON'T THINK ANYBODY
SHOULD LEAVE THIS EARTH

WITHOUT MAKING A
COMMENT... YOU, ME, ANYBODY.

WELL, THAT'S A REASONABLE
REQUEST, MR. COLBEY.

CONSIDERING THE FACT THAT
YOU'RE NOT LEAVING THIS MORNING

THAT'S REASONABLE.

I'M GUILTY, MR. COLBEY.

THAT TAKE YOU OFF THE HOOK?

AND THAT'S SUPPOSED
TO MEAN WHAT?

THAT'S SUPPOSED TO MEAN

YOU'RE ON THE POPULAR SIDE.

THERE ARE GOOD
GUYS AND BAD GUYS...

THAT'S HUMAN NATURE.

WELL, I'M WORSE THAN A BAD GUY.

I'M A TOWN KOOK, I'M A NEUROTIC.

I'M THE ONE WITH THE
CAUSES AND THE BANNERS.

I'M THE VILLAGE
IDIOT WHO TRIES TO BE

HIS BROTHER'S KEEPER.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND, MR. COLBEY?

THE MAN I KILLED
WAS THE WHITE KNIGHT.

HE DID WHAT HIS OTHER
PALS IN THIS TOWN

WANTED TO DO AND
DIDN'T HAVE THE GUTS.

HE WAS THE CROSS
BURNER, THE BOMB THROWER.

HE HANDLED THE WHIPPING OF
SOME POOR, SCARED COLORED GUY.

OH...

THE MAN YOU KILLED WAS NO SAINT

BUT WE DON'T
DISPENSE LIFE OR DEATH

JUST BECAUSE
SOMEBODY OFFENDS US.

THAT'S THE DISTINCTION
BETWEEN MEN AND ANIMALS.

WELL, THAT'S VERY WELL SAID.

THAT'S VERY WELL
SAID, MR. COLBEY.

YOU TELL THAT TO THE MAN

WHO'S GOING TO FIX MY ROPE.

YOU TELL IT TO THE
SHERIFF AND HIS DEPUTY

TO THE TOWNSPEOPLE WHO
ARE GOING TO STAND AROUND

AND WATCH MY EYES BULGE
OUT AND ENJOY MY AGONY.

YOU TELL THEM.

YOU TELL THEM
ABOUT THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN MEN AND ANIMALS.

BUT YOU BETTER BE
READY TO DRAW PICTURES

BECAUSE THIS LANGUAGE
THEY JUST DON'T DIG!

Man: 9:00 IN THE MORNING.

WHY IS IT SO DARK?

IS IT AN ECLIPSE?

CAN'T BE.

I'M LISTENING TO THE RADIO.

AIN'T NO ECLIPSE.

IT'S WEIRD.

IT'S JUST PLAIN WEIRD.

Radio announcer: But
scientists can offer no explanation

for the strange
phenomenon of darkness

that has suddenly
and inexplicably

covered the remote
little Midwestern village.

It is now 9:00 a.m.
Eastern Standard Time

but last reports indicate
the darkness there is total.

There is no remote hint
of any kind of daylight.

LOOKS PRETTY GOOD.

THAT OUGHT TO TEND TO HIM.

BUT WHO'S GOING TO TEND TO US?

WHO OR WHAT IS
GOING TO TEND TO US?

Colbey: TEN MORE MINUTES.

YOU, UH, GOING TO GO THROUGH

WITH THIS, SHERIFF?

WHY NOT?

THE LAW SAYS MAY 25,
AT 9:30 IN THE MORNING.

WELL, IT'S MAY 25,

AND IT'LL BE 9:30
IN THE MORNING.

QUITE APART FROM
THE FACT, MR. PIERCE,

THAT YOU'RE NOT THE
MOST SENSITIVE OF MEN,

DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU

THERE'S SOMETHING
ODD GOING ON HERE

AND WE BETTER DISPENSE
WITH BUSINESS AS USUAL

UNTIL WE FIND OUT
EXACTLY WHAT IS GOING ON?

YOU KNOW SOMETHING?

I TAKE AN AWFUL LOT
OF DIRT FROM YOU.

AND JUST WHO ARE YOU, ANYWAY?

A LITTLE-SHOT EDITOR OF
A CRUMMY LITTLE PAPER.

THAT'S RIGHT, A
CRUMMY LITTLE PAPER

THAT CRAWLS ALONG
ON ITS HANDS AND KNEES

FROM ONE EDITION TO THE OTHER.

YOU GOT MORE CREDITORS
THAN YOU GOT READERS.

THAT'LL DO IT, PIERCE.

NO, THAT WON'T DO
IT BY A LONG SHOT!

NOW, MAYBE YOU FEEL LIKE TURNING

YOUR CHEEK TO THIS CRUMB

BUT THERE AIN'T NO RULE BOOK

THAT SAYS I GOT TO.

HE SAYS I PERJURED MYSELF;

SAYS I LIED.

HE WASN'T THROWING NO BOUQUETS

AT YOU, NEITHER.

MAYBE I DON'T DESERVE ANY.

YOU WERE RIGHT, YOU KNOW.

I SAW THE VICTIM.

HE DID HAVE POWDER BURNS.

BUT WHEN A COMMITTEE OF
TOWNSPEOPLE CAME TO ME

AND SAID THERE'D BE NO AUTOPSY,

I JUST BENT MY
HEAD AND I NODDED.

WE ALL GOT LITTLE AXES
TO GRIND, DON'T WE?

I WANT TO BE REELECTED SHERIFF.

YOU WANT TO KEEP
SELLING NEWSPAPERS.

AND DEPUTY PIERCE HERE...

HE LIKES TO FEEL IMPORTANT;

HE LIKES TO BE POPULAR,

LIKES TO STAY ON THE
GOOD SIDE OF PEOPLE.

HERE WE ARE, GENTLEMEN,
TREADING WATER IN A SEWER.

I DON'T TAKE IT FROM HIM

AND I DON'T TAKE IT FROM YOU!

YOU BETTER UNRAVEL IT, PIERCE,

OR I'LL SPREAD YOU
ALL OVER THIS YARD.

LET'S GO GET THE PRISONER.

AT LAST, MR. PIERCE.

A LABOR OF LOVE, HUH?

DO YOU SUPPOSE, REVEREND,

THERE MIGHT BE SOME
THEOLOGICAL EXPLANATION?

THEOLOGICAL EXPLANATION?

FOR THE DEATH, OR
THE DARKNESS, OR BOTH.

YOU KNOW, REVEREND,

MAYBE IF WE THOUGHT
IT WAS SOME DIVINE ACT,

WE COULD SORT OF LIVE WITH IT.

THIS IS NOT THE FIRST GALLOWS,
REVEREND, NOR THE LAST.

OR HE WON'T BE THE FIRST
UNHAPPY MAN DIED AN EARLY AGE.

WE WON'T BE THE LAST
MOURNERS ON EARTH EITHER.

DID YOU SEE HIM?

DID YOU GET TO TALK TO HIM?

BRIEFLY.

HE WOULDN'T SEE ME.

WOULDN'T EVEN LET ME INSIDE.

IT'S A PITY.

HE'S A VERY LONELY MAN.

BUT HE WON'T BE
LONELY VERY LONG.

Reverend: HE'S GOT A
FEW MINUTES, HASN'T HE?

HE USED THEM UP ALREADY.

WE'RE FOUR MINUTES BEHIND.

YOU CAN TALK TO HIM, REVEREND.

TAKE YOUR TIME.

IT'S MY TIME.

I GOT NOTHING TO SAY.

THEN LET'S GO.

LET'S GET ON WITH IT!

Crowd: YEAH!

YOU DON'T WANT TO WASTE

YOUR LAST MINUTES, JAGGER.

NOW, YOU AND I ARE
A DIFFERENT FAITH,

AND OBVIOUSLY A DIFFERENT COLOR,

BUT YOU STOOD UP
FOR ME AND MINE.

YOU SPOKE FOR US,

AND GOD HELP US,
YOU KILLED FOR US.

AND I FEEL YOU DESERVE

SOME MEASURE OF PEACE.

I WANT TO GIVE YOU SOME.

THAT'LL GIVE ME SOME PEACE.

I DON'T NEED ANY
WORDS, REVEREND.

NO QUOTATIONS IN
OR OUT OF THE BIBLE.

COME ON, LET'S GET IT OVER WITH!

Crowd: YEAH!

PATIENCE!

PATIENCE!

I PROMISE YOU, I
WILL PLEASE YOU ALL,

BELIEVE ME.

I'LL CHOKE AND SUFFER AND DANCE.

OH, YOU'LL GET YOUR
MONEY'S WORTH.

BELIEVE ME.

QUIET! BUT I TELL YOU

WHAT I WON'T GIVE
YOU, YOU MUCKERS!

I WON'T GIVE YOU THE
SATISFACTION OF SAYING

THAT I'M SORRY.

YEAH!

YEAH, YEAH!

YEAH!

YEAH, YEAH!

DON'T RETURN THEIR HATE.

DON'T DISHONOR YOURSELF.

WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT OF HERE.

I GOT TOO MUCH HATE IN ME

TO KEEP PLUGGED UP ANYMORE.

WHEN HE CAME AT YOU, JAGGER...

DID IT FEEL GOOD TO YOU THEN?

WHAT DIFFERENCE?

WHEN YOU AIMED
THAT GUN AT HIS HEAD,

THAT WASN'T SUCH A
BAD MOMENT, WAS IT?

GOOD, BAD, WHO CARES?

WHEN YOU KILLED HIM, JAGGER,

WHEN YOU BLEW HIS HEAD OFF,

THERE WERE NO REGRETS
THEN, WERE THERE?

YOU ENJOYED THAT, DIDN'T YOU?

YOU KNOW IT!

YES, YES, I... I KNOW IT NOW.

NOW I KNOW IT TOO WELL.

YOU'RE GUILTY.

THIS MAN IS GUILTY.

IT'S IMPORTANT TO GET
WITH THE MAJORITY, ISN'T IT?

THAT'S...

THAT'S A BIG THING
NOWADAYS, ISN'T IT, REVEREND?

THAT'S ALL THERE
IS, IS THE MAJORITY.

THE MINORITY MUST HAVE DIED
ON THE CROSS 2,000 YEARS AGO.

YOU SEEN THE LIGHT, REVEREND.

YOU REALLY SEEN THE LIGHT.

HAVE YOU?

HAVE ANY OF YOU?

IN ALL THIS DARKNESS,

IS THERE ANYBODY WHO
CAN MAKE OUT THE TRUTH?

HE HATED AND HE
KILLED AND NOW HE DIES.

AND YOU HATED, YOU KILLED,

AND NOW THERE'S
NOT ONE OF YOU...

NOT ONE OF YOU WHO ISN'T DOOMED.

DO YOU KNOW WHY IT'S DARK?

DO YOU KNOW WHY IT
IS NIGHT ALL AROUND US?

DO YOU KNOW WHAT
THE BLACKNESS IS?

IT'S THE HATE HE FELT,
THE HATE YOU FELT,

THE HATE ALL OF US FEEL,
AND THERE'S TOO MUCH OF IT.

THERE'S JUST TOO MUCH.

AND SO WE HAD TO VOMIT IT OUT.

AND NOW IT'S COMING
UP ALL AROUND US

AND CHOKING US.

SO MUCH HATE, SO
MUCH MISERABLE HATE.

LOOK.

LOOK WHAT'S HAPPENING.

IT'S GETTING EVEN DARKER NOW.

I CAN'T...

I CAN'T HARDLY SEE ANYTHING NOW.

THAT'S CRAZY, AIN'T IT?

I MEAN WHAT HE SAID.

AIN'T THAT CRAZY?

YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN?

BELIEVE ME, YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN?

THIS HERE STUFF'S GOING TO LIFT.

IT'LL ALL OF A SUDDEN
JUST PLAIN LIFT.

WHY IT'S JUST...
JUST FOG IS ALL IT IS.

NO MORE THAN FOG.

AND IT'LL LIFT.

AND THERE'LL BE THE OLD SUN,

HIGH UP AND BRIGHT.

YOU WAIT AND SEE.

THERE'LL BE THE OLD SUN
SHINING TO BEAT THE BAND.

WELL, IT COULD
HAPPEN, COULDN'T IT?

COULDN'T THAT HAPPEN, KOCH?

COLBEY?

THERE'LL BE SUN AGAIN.

THERE'LL BE DAYLIGHT.

I DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T KNOW IF THERE'LL
EVER BE DAYLIGHT AGAIN.

ONLY GOD KNOWS.

I'M SURE ONLY GOD KNOWS.

Announcer: And still the
phenomenon remains unexplained

except for the reports coming
in of similar occurrences

here in the United
States and elsewhere.

At 2:00 this afternoon
a dark cloud appeared

over a street in Dallas, Texas.

The mayor of West Berlin
verified that a rectangular area

over the Berlin wall
has suddenly gone dark.

In Budapest, European
newspapermen

passed over
censorship an article

about several square blocks,
including a political prison

which was suddenly thrown
into darkness early this morning.

In Birmingham, Alabama,

an area in Shanghai, the entire
northern section of Vietnam,

a section of Chicago, Illinois,

the darkness continues
to make itself known.

A SICKNESS KNOWN AS HATE;

NOT A VIRUS, NOT A
MICROBE, NOT A GERM...

BUT A SICKNESS NONETHELESS,

HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS,
DEADLY IN ITS EFFECTS.

DON'T LOOK FOR IT IN
THE TWILIGHT ZONE...

LOOK FOR IT IN A MIRROR.

LOOK FOR IT BEFORE THE
LIGHT GOES OUT ALTOGETHER.

AND NOW, MR. SERLING.

NEXT TIME OUT WE BRING
YOU A FEW DECIBELS OF SOUND

IN A BIZARRE OPUS ABOUT A MAN

WHO BREAKS
EARDRUMS FOR A LIVING.

WE WELCOME TO THE
PROGRAM TWO FINE TALENTS,

MR. JOHN McGIVER AND
MISS PENNY SINGLETON,

WHO WILL PROVE
THE FOLLOWING POINT:

NAMELY THAT TOO
MUCH OF A GOOD THING

CAN HAVE NIGHTMARISH
RESULTS AND THAT ALL THINGS

ARE NOT NECESSARILY AS
THEY MEET THE EYE OR THE EAR.

ON THE TWILIGHT ZONE
NEXT "SOUNDS AND SILENCES."