The Twilight Zone (1959–1964): Season 5, Episode 5 - The Last Night of a Jockey - full transcript
A washed-up jockey gets his wish while waiting for the results of his race fixing hearing.
( eerie music playing)
YOU UNLOCK THIS DOOR
WITH THE KEY OF IMAGINATION.
BEYOND IT IS
ANOTHER DIMENSION...
A DIMENSION OF
SOUND... ( glass shattering)
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.
( phone rings)
YEAH.
THIS IS GRADY.
WHO?
WHAT PAPER?
OH, YEAH.
YEAH, SO YOU'RE THE CREEP THA...
I SAID CREEP!
YEAH, I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
SURE, I READ YOUR COLUMN.
EVERY TIME I READ
IT, IT MAKES ME SICK.
I WANT TO USE A STOMACH PUMP!
DON'T TRY AND NUZZLE UP TO
ME WITH THAT "MR. GRADY" STUFF.
THREE YEARS AGO
YOU STUCK IN THE SHIV!
LISTEN TO ME, I HAD NOTHING
TO DO WITH HORSE DOPING.
NOTHING... YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
UH-HUH.
SURE, A COUPLE OF
TAPS ON THE TYPEWRITER
AND I GET A 60-DAY SUSPENSION!
YOU CAN TALK PRETTY SAFE
NOW YOU'RE 50 BLOCKS AWAY.
IF YOU WERE HERE
IN THIS ROOM NOW,
I'D SCRAPE YOU OFF THE
WALL AND PUT YOU IN A CUP!
HOW DOES THAT GRAB YOU?
THIS IS A STATEMENT
TO THE PRESS!
GRADY TO THE PRESS, YOU FINK.
YOU HYENAS DOWN THERE.
LISTEN, AND DON'T FORGET
TO SPELL THE NAME CORRECT!
GRADY: G-R-A-D-Y!
YOU CHUMP.
YOU STUPID, ROTTEN CHUMP.
JUST ON ACCOUNT OF A
COUPLE OF FIXES, HUH?
BIG BOYS WALK AWAY
WITH ALL THE BIG DOUGH.
WHAT DO YOU WALK AWAY WITH, HUH?
A BAGFUL OF CHANGE.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO NOW?
I KNOW WHAT YOU'LL DO.
YOU GET A CARRIAGE,
AND YOU'LL DRIVE LOVERS
THROUGH CENTRAL PARK.
( laughing)
GRADY, YOU KILL ME.
( laughing)
YOU... YOU KILL ME, BOY.
YES... YOU RUNT!
YOU SHRIMP!
( sighs)
WHAT ARE YOU GOING
TO DO NOW, PAL?
( bottle clatters)
WHAT CAN YOU DO?
THE NAME IS GRADY...
FIVE FEET SHORT IN
STOCKINGS AND BOOTS,
A SLIGHTLY DISTORTED OFFSHOOT
OF A GOOD BREED OF HUMANS
WHO RACE HORSES.
HE HAPPENS TO BE ONE
OF THE ROTTEN APPLES,
BRUISED AND YELLOWED
BY DEALING IN DIRT,
A SHORT MAN WITH A SHORT MEMORY
WHO'S FORGOTTEN THAT HE'S
WORKED FOR THE SPORT OF KINGS
AND HELPED TURN
IT INTO A CESSPOOL,
USED AND MISUSED BY
THE TWO-LEGGED ANIMALS
WHO HAVE HUNG
AROUND SPORTING EVENTS
SINCE THE DAYS OF THE COLISEUM.
SO THIS IS GRADY, ON HIS
LAST NIGHT AS A JOCKEY.
BEHIND HIM ARE HIALEAH,
HOLLYWOOD PARK AND SARATOGA.
ROUNDING THE FAR TURN AND
COMING UP FAST ON THE RAIL...
IS THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
Man's Voice: HOW GOES
THE WORLD, MR. GRADY?
WHO...?
WHAT...?
LITTLE TIGHT ON THE TURNS?
BOGGED DOWN BY A MUDDY TRACK?
HOW GOES IT, MR. GRADY?
( voice laughing)
( voice chortling)
IT'S A GAG.
( voice laughs eerily)
IT'S A GAG.
( voice laughing)
HUH?
( voice laughing)
IT'S A GAG, HUH?
ALL RIGHT, NOW.
LOOK YOU... YOU MADE YOUR POINT.
WHERE ARE YOU?
(whispering): WHERE AM I?
I'M BETWEEN THE
FRONTAL LOBES, MR. GRADY.
WHAT?
INSIDE YOUR HEAD...
SECURELY NESTLED IN
THE GRAY CONVOLUTIONS.
CONVOLUTIONS?
JUST WHAT IS THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
I'M INSIDE YOUR HEAD, MR. GRADY.
MY HEAD?
( chuckles)
HOW YOU LIKE IT IN THERE, HUH?
HOW YOU LIKE IT IN THERE?
ARE YOU COMFORTABLE?
HUH?
( voice laughing)
EXCUSE ME FOR LAUGHING.
THAT'S A FUNNY QUESTION.
COMFORTABLE INSIDE YOUR HEAD?
IT'S LIKE SLEEPING IN THE MIDST
OF A PARADE ON 42nd STREET...
NOISY, CROWDED, UNCOMFORTABLE.
IN FACT, I'M SICK OF IT.
IF YOU'RE SICK OF IT, GET OUT.
YOU'RE SICK OF IT.
GET OUT OF THERE.
I WISHED I COULD.
IT WOULD BE MUCH MORE
COMFORTABLE OUTSIDE
INSTEAD OF BEING COOPED UP IN
THAT TINY LITTLE BRAIN OF YOURS.
WHO ARE YOU?
I'M YOUR MEMORY, YOUR
CONSCIENCE, MR. GRADY.
I'M EVERY ONE OF YOUR
ASPIRATIONS AND RECOLLECTIONS.
I'M EVERY ONE OF YOUR
FAILURES AND DEFEATS.
I ALSO WEAR THE WREATHS
OF ALL YOUR VICTORIES.
I'M WHAT YOU CALL
THE "ALTER EGO."
EGO.
BIG DEAL.
BIG DEAL!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I THINK THE APT QUESTION
WOULD BE, "WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?"
IT'S A HOT ONE, HUH?
WHAT DO I WANT?
I DON'T NEED A THING.
WHAT DO I WANT?
YOU REALLY ARE A
DUMB LITTLE RUNT.
THAT'S WHAT YOU
CALL YOURSELF, ISN'T IT?
"RUNT" OR WAS IT "SHRIMP"?
WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT OF HERE?
HOW DO I GET YOU OUT OF HERE?
YOU DON'T, YOU DON'T.
YOU LIVE WITH ME.
IN FACT, YOU MIGHT FIND
ME VERY INTERESTING.
I KNOW YOU VERY WELL, MR. GRADY.
THERE ISN'T ONE THOUGHT
THAT CROSSES YOUR MIND
THAT I'M NOT AWARE OF.
THERE ISN'T ONE
UGLY RECOLLECTION,
ONE BITTER LITTLE SHAME
THAT I'M NOT AWARE OF.
BITTER LITTLE SHAME.
YOU DON'T KNOW
ME FROM MAN O'WAR.
I GOT NO BITTER RECOLLECTIONS.
OH, COME NOW, MR. GRADY.
LOOK, SHALL WE LOOK
AT THE RECORD BOOK?
1961... HIALEAH.
SUSPENDED FOR
RIDING INFRACTIONS.
IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
1962... SIX MONTH SUSPENSION
FOR FAILURE TO
REPORT A BRIBE OFFER.
I WAS FRAMED.
AND NOW MOST RECENTLY
THE CROWNING TOUCH
TO AN ILLUSTRIOUS CAREER
LIFETIME SUSPENSION FOR
RACE FIXING, HORSE DOPING.
I DIDN'T DOPE ANY HORSES.
CAREER'S SHOT.
ROUGHLY EIGHT
DOLLARS IN YOUR JEANS.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
IT WON'T BE ANY TIME AT ALL.
TWO YEAR'S TIME I'LL BE BACK UP
RIDING FIVE OR
SIX WINNERS A DAY.
YOU'LL DRIVE A CARRIAGE
WITH LOVERS IN IT
THROUGH CENTRAL PARK.
KNOCK IT OFF!
NO, YOU NEED ME, MR. GRADY.
IN FACT, YOU HAVE
DESPERATE NEED OF ME.
KNOCK IT OFF!
WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
HUH?
( laughs): WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
AH, YOU FAKE!
I NEED YOU LIKE I
NEED PNEUMONIA.
LIKE I NEED A FRACTURED
LEG, THAT'S HOW I NEED YOU.
WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE TALKING TO ANYWAY?
WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE TALKING TO?
I MAKE ONE PHONE
CALL TO HENCHECK,
ONE PHONE CALL,
AND IN AN HOUR'S TIME,
I'M ON MY WAY TO PUERTO
RICO RIDING IN THE WARM SUN.
TWO YEARS TIME, I'LL BE
BACK HERE RIDING IN SILKS.
WHY DON'T YOU CALL MR. HENCHECK?
GO AHEAD, GIVE HIM A BUZZ.
I'LL SHOW YOU, LOUDMOUTH.
I'LL MAKE YOU EAT
EVERY ROTTEN WORD.
HELLO, THIS IS GRADY.
HENCHECK THERE?
I WANT TO TALK TO HIM!
( whispers): LISTEN TO THIS.
LISTEN TO THIS.
HELLO, HENCHECK, IT'S GRADY.
WHAT'S TO BE SURPRISED ABOUT?
YOU HAD YOUR BOAT RACE,
SO YOU MADE YOUR PILE.
I'M DOWN TO MY LAST EIGHT BUCKS.
I FIGURE IT'S TIME THAT
GRADY GOT HIS, SEE?
I FIGURE THAT...
HENCHECK.
VERY UNAPPRECIATIVE.
WELL, THAT'S THE BREAKS.
THEY TAKE, THEY NEVER GIVE.
WHAT'S TO DO NOW?
WRITE A WILL AND TAKE GAS?
LOOK, I COULD NICKEL-AND-DIME
OR I COULD BUY AND
SELL HIM A YEAR AGO.
I DON'T NEED HIM.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
I DON'T NEED NOBODY.
I WAS A BIG MAN ONCE.
I CAN BE BIG AGAIN.
WAIT AND SEE.
YOU KNOW, IT WAS JUST A YEAR AGO
YOU WERE STRUTTING
AROUND THE COUNTRY,
YOU WORE NICE, SHINY SHOES,
NEW CLOTHES, TIPPED BIG.
YOU HAD SOME COMPENSATION
THEN, MR. GRADY.
COMPENSATION?
FOR THE FACT THAT
YOU'RE A LITTLE RUNT.
FOR THE UNPLEASANT
REALIZATION THAT ALL YOUR LIFE
YOU'VE HAD TO STAND ON TIPTOE
TO LOOK AT WHAT'S AROUND YOU.
I WISH YOU WERE HERE
RIGHT NOW, HEAR ME?
I WISH YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW.
JUST LOOK DOWN...
UNDER YOUR FEET.
MR. GRADY, YOU
KNOW WHAT YOU WANT?
YOU WANT TO BE RESPECTED.
UP ON A HORSE YOU'RE A MAN.
ON THE GROUND
YOU'RE A HALF-PINT.
SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
( alter ego laughing)
SHUT UP, YOU UNDERSTAND?
EASY, MR. GRADY.
EASY DOES IT, EASY DOES IT.
NOW WE GET TO THE MOMENT
OF TRUTH... THE ULTIMATE.
NOW YOU HIT PAY DIRT, KID.
YOU GET WHATEVER YOU WANT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN
"WHATEVER I WANT"?
TELL ME, WHAT IS IT YOU WANT
MORE THAN ANYTHING
ELSE ON THE EARTH?
THIS IS THE MOMENT, THIS IS IT.
WHAT IS IT YOU WANT, MR. GRADY?
NAME IT... IT'S YOURS.
WHAT DO I WANT?
WHAT DO I WANT?
I WANT TO BE THE BIGGEST.
HEAR ME?
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I WANT.
I WANT TO BE THE BIGGEST.
I WANT TO BE BIG!
DAMN YOU, I WANT TO BE BIG!
( thunder crashing)
( thunder crashing)
HAVE A GOOD REST, MR. GRADY?
YEAH. YEAH.
I HAD A GOOD REST.
THIS IS WILD.
THIS IS WILD.
LIKE WHAT YOU SEE?
WHAT IS THIS?
AM I DREAMING?
IS THIS IS A DREAM?
A DREAM... OH, COME NOW.
LOOK, TOUCH THE DRESSER.
YEAH.
YEAH, I'LL TOUCH IT.
YEAH, THAT'S IT.
NOW TOUCH THE OVERHEAD BEAM.
YEAH.
THESE ARE ALL VERY
SOLID OBJECTS...
WIDTH, HEIGHT,
THICKNESS AND REALITY.
YEAH... YEAH.
HEY, WHAT IS THIS?
YOU HAD YOUR HEART'S DESIRE.
YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR A TWO-HOUR
ESCAPE WITH MORPHEUS.
YOU WANTED STATURE, MR. GRADY.
YOU WANTED SIZE.
YOU WANTED A VIEW FROM A
LONG WAY UP AND A LONG WAY OUT.
YEAH, I WANTED SIZE.
YOU WANTED TO BE BIG.
WELL, LOOK AT YOURSELF.
YOU'RE BIG.
YOU'RE MR. BIG.
YOU'RE HERCULES, YOU'RE THE MOST
SIZABLE THING SINCE PAUL BUNYAN.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY COMPLAINTS
THAT YOU WANT TO
TROT OUT, DO YOU?
COMPLAINTS?
DO I HAVE ANY COMPLAINTS?
NO, I HAVE NO COMPLAINTS.
HEY, YOU KNOW
WHAT THIS CALLS FOR?
THIS CALLS FOR A-A CELEBRATION.
( laughs)
LOOK, HEY, HERE, HEY,
YOU DRINK, DON'T YA?
HUH? YOU DRINK?
GO RIGHT AHEAD.
BE MY GUEST.
YEAH, WELL, HERE'S
MUD IN YOUR EYE.
TOO BAD YOU CAN'T
ENJOY THIS WITH ME.
I'M JOINING YOU,
I'M JOINING YOU.
BELIEVE ME, I'M FEELING
THE HOT LITTLE
RIPPLES JUST AS YOU DO.
YOU DO, HUH?
YEAH?
WELL, YOU STAY RIGHT IN THERE.
YOU STAY THERE.
I'M GONNA HAVE SOME
FUN, YOU UNDERSTAND?
I'M GONNA HAVE SOME FUN! SEE?!
( shouting excitedly)
OOH, CAREFUL, CAREFUL.
YOU DON'T WANT TO
GO THROUGH THE FLOOR.
( laughing)
HEY...
( laughing)
MR. GRADY.
( laughing)
MR. GRADY!
YEAH.
LIKE THE VIEW, DO YOU?
I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M
GOING TO DO NOW?
I'M GONNA MAKE A CALL,
A TELEPHONE CALL TO
SOMEBODY VERY SPECIAL,
A VERY, VERY SPECIAL GIRL.
AND WHEN SHE HEARS ABOUT THIS...
SHE'S GOING TO FLIP.
REALLY, PAL, ARE
YOU THAT ATTRACTIVE?
TELL ME, DOES SIZE
MEAN THAT MUCH?
YOU BET YOUR
BOTTOM DOLLAR IT DOES.
YOU KNOW SHE USED TO LEAN
OVER AND PAT ME ON THE HEAD.
HELLO, HONEY.
HELLO, DOLL.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?
THIS IS GRADY.
YEAH.
WAIT A MINUTE, HONEY,
DON'T BRUSH ME OFF.
THIS IS YOUR EX-MEAL TICKET,
AN EIGHT-COURSE
MEAL TICKET AT THAT!
NOW LISTEN TO
THIS, HONEY... I'M BIG.
UNDERSTAND THAT?
I'M B-I-G.
( laughs)
BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG.
I DON'T KNOW, I MAY BE
SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT FEET TALL.
I DON'T KNOW.
THE LAKERS WILL BE
SCOUTING ME ANY DAY NOW.
( laughing)
HUH?
WHAT A MINUTE, YOU
DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE TH...
YOU DON'T TALK TO
ME LIKE THAT, I SAID.
YOU HEARD WHAT I...
I'LL SLAP YOUR FACE OFF!
YOU NO GOOD ALLEY CAT!
THAT'S GREAT... THAT
WAS WONDERFUL.
YOU MANAGED TO FLEX YOUR MUSCLES
IN A MOST IMPRESSIVE FASHION.
AT THIS RATE YOU'RE GOING,
WOMEN ALL OVER THE WORLD
WILL BE FLOCKING TO
YOUR DOORSTEP NO DOUBT.
WELL, I CAN CALL 12 GIRLS.
JUST BECAUSE I
STRUCK OUT THIS TIME,
I COULD CALL 12 GIRLS PRETTIER
AND NICER THAN THAT ONE.
YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, DO YOU?
SO FAR YOU JUST
HAVEN'T IMPRESSED ME.
WELL, I WILL.
I WILL.
( phone rings)
YEAH.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TOO LOUD?
OH.
HOW'S THAT, MAC, IS THAT BETTER?
GOOD.
HMM?
WHAT TIME?
YEAH.
YEAH, I'LL BE
EXPECTING HIS CALL.
THANK YOU.
YEAH.
HE KNOWS THE NUMBER, DOESN'T HE?
FINE, FINE. THANKS.
WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?
THAT WAS A FELLOW TELLING ME
THAT A LAWYER WAS GOING TO CALL
ME FROM THE RACING COMMISSION.
HEY, TELL ME, WHO ARE YOU?
MY IMAGINATION?
YOU, UH, YOU DON'T HAVE VERY
MUCH IMAGINATION, MR. GRADY.
WAIT A MINUTE, WHO
ARE YOU, WHAT ARE YOU?
I MEAN, WHAT'S ALL
THIS "ALTER EGO" JAZZ?
WELL, I'LL TELL YOU, MR. GRADY.
I'LL TRY TO MAKE IT
AS SIMPLE AS POSSIBLE.
I'M THE FATE EVERY
MAN MAKES FOR HIMSELF.
YOU GENERALLY FIND ME
DOWN AT THE BOTTOM
OF THE BARREL.
I'M THE STRENGTH
DREDGED UP IN DESPERATION.
I'M THE LAST GASP.
THAT'S SUPPOSED
TO BE CLEAR, HUH?
YOU'RE NOTHING!
NOTHING, UNDERSTAND?
OH, I'M SOMETHING.
REALLY, I'M SOMETHING.
IN SOME CASES I'M
SOMETHING VERY GOOD.
IN SOME CASES... DEPENDING UPON
THE PERSON I'M REPRESENTING...
I CAN WORK MIRACLES.
YOU DO?
I COME WITH HEROISM,
SACRIFICE, STRENGTH,
AND EVEN BETTER THAN THAT,
I CAN EPITOMIZE
EVERYTHING NOBLE IN MEN.
YOU CAN, HUH?
NOW, IN YOUR CASE, MR. GRADY,
YOUR REQUIREMENTS
WERE QUITE SMALL.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, QUITE SMALL?
YOUR DREAMS WERE
RATHER INSIGNIFICANT,
YOUR ASPIRATIONS
HARDLY WORTH MENTIONING.
I MEAN TO SAY, IF YOU HAD ASKED
TO WIN THE KENTUCKY DERBY,
AND WIN IT CLEANLY
AND WITH HONOR,
THAT WOULD'VE BEEN QUITE
A MOMENT, WOULDN'T IT?
YEAH.
THAT'D BEEN THE GREATEST.
OR IF YOU'D ASKED TO PERFORM
AN ACT OF HEROISM, LET'S SAY,
THAT WOULD'VE BEEN QUALIFICATION
FOR THE RESPECT YOU SEEK.
THIS, TOO, WOULD'VE
BEEN EXEMPLARY, RIGHT?
I SUPPOSE THAT WOULD'VE
BEEN ALL RIGHT, YEAH.
BUT AS IT IS, MR. GRADY, WHAT
WAS YOUR HEART'S DESIRE?
WELL, I... WANTED...
I WANTED...
I WANTED TO... TO BE A BIG MAN.
THAT'S RIGHT, YES.
BIG IN THE SENSE THAT YOUR
HANDS CAN SMOTHER A TELEPHONE,
YOUR FACE CAN OVERSHOOT
ITS REFLECTIONS IN THE MIRROR.
YOU COME REAL CHEAP.
I DON'T COME CHEAP.
ALL I EVER WANTED OUT OF LIFE
WAS THE FACT THAT I COULD
WALK DOWN THE STREET
AND PEOPLE NOT STARE
AT ME LIKE I WAS A FREAK!
I AM NOT CHEAP, BUDDY.
I DON'T COME CHEAP.
I'VE GOT MY HEART'S DESIRE.
( phone rings)
YEAH?
YES, MR. NEWMAN.
YES, SIR.
REALLY?
REALLY? DO YOU...?
THANK YOU, SIR.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW
MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME.
THANK THE MEMBERS OF THE BOARD,
AND THANK EVERYBODY THAT
WENT TO BAT FOR ME, WILL YOU?
JUST... JUST THANK THEM.
TELL THEM HOW
MUCH I APPRECIATE IT.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MR. NEWMAN.
AND LISTEN, TELL EVERYBODY
THEY DON'T HAVE TO
WORRY ABOUT ME ANYMORE.
I'LL PLAY IT STRAIGHT.
I MEAN, NO WORRIES.
CUT-AND-DRIED, YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHEN GRADY'S UP, THE
WORRIES ARE OVER, RIGHT?
THANKS, MR. NEWMAN.
AND THANK EVERYBODY FOR ME.
RIGHT. GOOD-BYE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK
NOW, LOUDMOUTH?
EVERYTHING'S GOING MY WAY.
ONE PHONE CALL AND
YOU'RE TOP DOG, HUH?
YOU KNOW WHO THAT WAS?
THAT WAS THE RACING COMMISSION.
A LOT OF OWNERS
HAVE SIGNED A PETITION.
THEY WANT ME TO RIDE AGAIN,
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
THEY WANT GRADY TO RIDE AGAIN.
I'M GOING TO RIDE AGAIN.
( thunder crashing)
( alter ego laughing)
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
( alter ego laughing) EH?
WHAT'S SO FUNNY
ABOUT ME RIDING...?
EH... I'M GOING TO RI...
WAIT A MINUTE.
I'M TOO BIG.
I'M TOO BIG.
I'M TOO BIG!
I CAN'T RIDE!
WAIT A MINUTE!
I CAN'T RIDE!
I CAN'T WEAR MY CLOTHES!
I'M TOO... I'M TOO BIG!
I'M TOO BIG!
HEAR ME?
I'M TOO BIG!
I'M TOO BIG!
I CAN'T RIDE!
NO!
PLEASE, PLEASE...
PLEASE MAKE ME SMALL!
PLEASE, I'LL NEVER ASK
FOR ANYTHING AGAIN.
PLEASE MAKE ME SMALL.
PLEASE!
( crying): OH, GOD.
YOU ARE SMALL, MR. GRADY.
YOU SEE, EVERY TIME
YOU WON AN HONEST RACE,
THAT'S WHEN YOU WERE A GIANT.
RIGHT NOW THEY JUST
DON'T COME ANY SMALLER.
Serling: THE NAME IS
GRADY, TEN FEET TALL,
A SLIGHTLY DISTORTED OFFSHOOT
OF A GOOD BREED OF HUMANS
WHO RACE HORSES.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR
MR. GRADY, HE LEARNED TOO LATE
THAT YOU DON'T MEASURE
SIZE WITH A RULER,
YOU DON'T FIGURE
HEIGHT WITH A YARDSTICK
AND YOU NEVER JUDGE A MAN BY
HOW TALL HE LOOKS IN A MIRROR.
THE GIANT IS AS HE DOES.
YOU CAN MAKE A PARIMUTUEL
BET ON THIS... WIN, PLACE OR SHOW...
IN OR OUT OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
AND NOW MR. SERLING.
NEXT ON TWILIGHT ZONE,
A SHOW THAT MIGHT VERY
APTLY BE CALLED A LIVING END,
AND, WITH COMPARABLE
APTNESS, IS CALLED "LIVING DOLL."
IT'S WRITTEN BY COLLEAGUE
AND COHORT CHARLES BEAUMONT,
AND STARS TELLY SAVALAS,
AND COSTARS MARY LaROCHE.
MR. BEAUMONT SUPPLIES
US WITH A LITTLE WEIRDY
INVOLVING A MAN AND A DOLL.
IT COMES WELL RECOMMENDED.
NEXT TIME OUT, "LIVING DOLL."
YOU UNLOCK THIS DOOR
WITH THE KEY OF IMAGINATION.
BEYOND IT IS
ANOTHER DIMENSION...
A DIMENSION OF
SOUND... ( glass shattering)
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.
( phone rings)
YEAH.
THIS IS GRADY.
WHO?
WHAT PAPER?
OH, YEAH.
YEAH, SO YOU'RE THE CREEP THA...
I SAID CREEP!
YEAH, I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
SURE, I READ YOUR COLUMN.
EVERY TIME I READ
IT, IT MAKES ME SICK.
I WANT TO USE A STOMACH PUMP!
DON'T TRY AND NUZZLE UP TO
ME WITH THAT "MR. GRADY" STUFF.
THREE YEARS AGO
YOU STUCK IN THE SHIV!
LISTEN TO ME, I HAD NOTHING
TO DO WITH HORSE DOPING.
NOTHING... YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
UH-HUH.
SURE, A COUPLE OF
TAPS ON THE TYPEWRITER
AND I GET A 60-DAY SUSPENSION!
YOU CAN TALK PRETTY SAFE
NOW YOU'RE 50 BLOCKS AWAY.
IF YOU WERE HERE
IN THIS ROOM NOW,
I'D SCRAPE YOU OFF THE
WALL AND PUT YOU IN A CUP!
HOW DOES THAT GRAB YOU?
THIS IS A STATEMENT
TO THE PRESS!
GRADY TO THE PRESS, YOU FINK.
YOU HYENAS DOWN THERE.
LISTEN, AND DON'T FORGET
TO SPELL THE NAME CORRECT!
GRADY: G-R-A-D-Y!
YOU CHUMP.
YOU STUPID, ROTTEN CHUMP.
JUST ON ACCOUNT OF A
COUPLE OF FIXES, HUH?
BIG BOYS WALK AWAY
WITH ALL THE BIG DOUGH.
WHAT DO YOU WALK AWAY WITH, HUH?
A BAGFUL OF CHANGE.
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO NOW?
I KNOW WHAT YOU'LL DO.
YOU GET A CARRIAGE,
AND YOU'LL DRIVE LOVERS
THROUGH CENTRAL PARK.
( laughing)
GRADY, YOU KILL ME.
( laughing)
YOU... YOU KILL ME, BOY.
YES... YOU RUNT!
YOU SHRIMP!
( sighs)
WHAT ARE YOU GOING
TO DO NOW, PAL?
( bottle clatters)
WHAT CAN YOU DO?
THE NAME IS GRADY...
FIVE FEET SHORT IN
STOCKINGS AND BOOTS,
A SLIGHTLY DISTORTED OFFSHOOT
OF A GOOD BREED OF HUMANS
WHO RACE HORSES.
HE HAPPENS TO BE ONE
OF THE ROTTEN APPLES,
BRUISED AND YELLOWED
BY DEALING IN DIRT,
A SHORT MAN WITH A SHORT MEMORY
WHO'S FORGOTTEN THAT HE'S
WORKED FOR THE SPORT OF KINGS
AND HELPED TURN
IT INTO A CESSPOOL,
USED AND MISUSED BY
THE TWO-LEGGED ANIMALS
WHO HAVE HUNG
AROUND SPORTING EVENTS
SINCE THE DAYS OF THE COLISEUM.
SO THIS IS GRADY, ON HIS
LAST NIGHT AS A JOCKEY.
BEHIND HIM ARE HIALEAH,
HOLLYWOOD PARK AND SARATOGA.
ROUNDING THE FAR TURN AND
COMING UP FAST ON THE RAIL...
IS THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
Man's Voice: HOW GOES
THE WORLD, MR. GRADY?
WHO...?
WHAT...?
LITTLE TIGHT ON THE TURNS?
BOGGED DOWN BY A MUDDY TRACK?
HOW GOES IT, MR. GRADY?
( voice laughing)
( voice chortling)
IT'S A GAG.
( voice laughs eerily)
IT'S A GAG.
( voice laughing)
HUH?
( voice laughing)
IT'S A GAG, HUH?
ALL RIGHT, NOW.
LOOK YOU... YOU MADE YOUR POINT.
WHERE ARE YOU?
(whispering): WHERE AM I?
I'M BETWEEN THE
FRONTAL LOBES, MR. GRADY.
WHAT?
INSIDE YOUR HEAD...
SECURELY NESTLED IN
THE GRAY CONVOLUTIONS.
CONVOLUTIONS?
JUST WHAT IS THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
I'M INSIDE YOUR HEAD, MR. GRADY.
MY HEAD?
( chuckles)
HOW YOU LIKE IT IN THERE, HUH?
HOW YOU LIKE IT IN THERE?
ARE YOU COMFORTABLE?
HUH?
( voice laughing)
EXCUSE ME FOR LAUGHING.
THAT'S A FUNNY QUESTION.
COMFORTABLE INSIDE YOUR HEAD?
IT'S LIKE SLEEPING IN THE MIDST
OF A PARADE ON 42nd STREET...
NOISY, CROWDED, UNCOMFORTABLE.
IN FACT, I'M SICK OF IT.
IF YOU'RE SICK OF IT, GET OUT.
YOU'RE SICK OF IT.
GET OUT OF THERE.
I WISHED I COULD.
IT WOULD BE MUCH MORE
COMFORTABLE OUTSIDE
INSTEAD OF BEING COOPED UP IN
THAT TINY LITTLE BRAIN OF YOURS.
WHO ARE YOU?
I'M YOUR MEMORY, YOUR
CONSCIENCE, MR. GRADY.
I'M EVERY ONE OF YOUR
ASPIRATIONS AND RECOLLECTIONS.
I'M EVERY ONE OF YOUR
FAILURES AND DEFEATS.
I ALSO WEAR THE WREATHS
OF ALL YOUR VICTORIES.
I'M WHAT YOU CALL
THE "ALTER EGO."
EGO.
BIG DEAL.
BIG DEAL!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I THINK THE APT QUESTION
WOULD BE, "WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?"
IT'S A HOT ONE, HUH?
WHAT DO I WANT?
I DON'T NEED A THING.
WHAT DO I WANT?
YOU REALLY ARE A
DUMB LITTLE RUNT.
THAT'S WHAT YOU
CALL YOURSELF, ISN'T IT?
"RUNT" OR WAS IT "SHRIMP"?
WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT OF HERE?
HOW DO I GET YOU OUT OF HERE?
YOU DON'T, YOU DON'T.
YOU LIVE WITH ME.
IN FACT, YOU MIGHT FIND
ME VERY INTERESTING.
I KNOW YOU VERY WELL, MR. GRADY.
THERE ISN'T ONE THOUGHT
THAT CROSSES YOUR MIND
THAT I'M NOT AWARE OF.
THERE ISN'T ONE
UGLY RECOLLECTION,
ONE BITTER LITTLE SHAME
THAT I'M NOT AWARE OF.
BITTER LITTLE SHAME.
YOU DON'T KNOW
ME FROM MAN O'WAR.
I GOT NO BITTER RECOLLECTIONS.
OH, COME NOW, MR. GRADY.
LOOK, SHALL WE LOOK
AT THE RECORD BOOK?
1961... HIALEAH.
SUSPENDED FOR
RIDING INFRACTIONS.
IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
1962... SIX MONTH SUSPENSION
FOR FAILURE TO
REPORT A BRIBE OFFER.
I WAS FRAMED.
AND NOW MOST RECENTLY
THE CROWNING TOUCH
TO AN ILLUSTRIOUS CAREER
LIFETIME SUSPENSION FOR
RACE FIXING, HORSE DOPING.
I DIDN'T DOPE ANY HORSES.
CAREER'S SHOT.
ROUGHLY EIGHT
DOLLARS IN YOUR JEANS.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
IT WON'T BE ANY TIME AT ALL.
TWO YEAR'S TIME I'LL BE BACK UP
RIDING FIVE OR
SIX WINNERS A DAY.
YOU'LL DRIVE A CARRIAGE
WITH LOVERS IN IT
THROUGH CENTRAL PARK.
KNOCK IT OFF!
NO, YOU NEED ME, MR. GRADY.
IN FACT, YOU HAVE
DESPERATE NEED OF ME.
KNOCK IT OFF!
WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
HUH?
( laughs): WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
AH, YOU FAKE!
I NEED YOU LIKE I
NEED PNEUMONIA.
LIKE I NEED A FRACTURED
LEG, THAT'S HOW I NEED YOU.
WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE TALKING TO ANYWAY?
WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE TALKING TO?
I MAKE ONE PHONE
CALL TO HENCHECK,
ONE PHONE CALL,
AND IN AN HOUR'S TIME,
I'M ON MY WAY TO PUERTO
RICO RIDING IN THE WARM SUN.
TWO YEARS TIME, I'LL BE
BACK HERE RIDING IN SILKS.
WHY DON'T YOU CALL MR. HENCHECK?
GO AHEAD, GIVE HIM A BUZZ.
I'LL SHOW YOU, LOUDMOUTH.
I'LL MAKE YOU EAT
EVERY ROTTEN WORD.
HELLO, THIS IS GRADY.
HENCHECK THERE?
I WANT TO TALK TO HIM!
( whispers): LISTEN TO THIS.
LISTEN TO THIS.
HELLO, HENCHECK, IT'S GRADY.
WHAT'S TO BE SURPRISED ABOUT?
YOU HAD YOUR BOAT RACE,
SO YOU MADE YOUR PILE.
I'M DOWN TO MY LAST EIGHT BUCKS.
I FIGURE IT'S TIME THAT
GRADY GOT HIS, SEE?
I FIGURE THAT...
HENCHECK.
VERY UNAPPRECIATIVE.
WELL, THAT'S THE BREAKS.
THEY TAKE, THEY NEVER GIVE.
WHAT'S TO DO NOW?
WRITE A WILL AND TAKE GAS?
LOOK, I COULD NICKEL-AND-DIME
OR I COULD BUY AND
SELL HIM A YEAR AGO.
I DON'T NEED HIM.
I DON'T NEED YOU.
I DON'T NEED NOBODY.
I WAS A BIG MAN ONCE.
I CAN BE BIG AGAIN.
WAIT AND SEE.
YOU KNOW, IT WAS JUST A YEAR AGO
YOU WERE STRUTTING
AROUND THE COUNTRY,
YOU WORE NICE, SHINY SHOES,
NEW CLOTHES, TIPPED BIG.
YOU HAD SOME COMPENSATION
THEN, MR. GRADY.
COMPENSATION?
FOR THE FACT THAT
YOU'RE A LITTLE RUNT.
FOR THE UNPLEASANT
REALIZATION THAT ALL YOUR LIFE
YOU'VE HAD TO STAND ON TIPTOE
TO LOOK AT WHAT'S AROUND YOU.
I WISH YOU WERE HERE
RIGHT NOW, HEAR ME?
I WISH YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW.
JUST LOOK DOWN...
UNDER YOUR FEET.
MR. GRADY, YOU
KNOW WHAT YOU WANT?
YOU WANT TO BE RESPECTED.
UP ON A HORSE YOU'RE A MAN.
ON THE GROUND
YOU'RE A HALF-PINT.
SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
( alter ego laughing)
SHUT UP, YOU UNDERSTAND?
EASY, MR. GRADY.
EASY DOES IT, EASY DOES IT.
NOW WE GET TO THE MOMENT
OF TRUTH... THE ULTIMATE.
NOW YOU HIT PAY DIRT, KID.
YOU GET WHATEVER YOU WANT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN
"WHATEVER I WANT"?
TELL ME, WHAT IS IT YOU WANT
MORE THAN ANYTHING
ELSE ON THE EARTH?
THIS IS THE MOMENT, THIS IS IT.
WHAT IS IT YOU WANT, MR. GRADY?
NAME IT... IT'S YOURS.
WHAT DO I WANT?
WHAT DO I WANT?
I WANT TO BE THE BIGGEST.
HEAR ME?
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I WANT.
I WANT TO BE THE BIGGEST.
I WANT TO BE BIG!
DAMN YOU, I WANT TO BE BIG!
( thunder crashing)
( thunder crashing)
HAVE A GOOD REST, MR. GRADY?
YEAH. YEAH.
I HAD A GOOD REST.
THIS IS WILD.
THIS IS WILD.
LIKE WHAT YOU SEE?
WHAT IS THIS?
AM I DREAMING?
IS THIS IS A DREAM?
A DREAM... OH, COME NOW.
LOOK, TOUCH THE DRESSER.
YEAH.
YEAH, I'LL TOUCH IT.
YEAH, THAT'S IT.
NOW TOUCH THE OVERHEAD BEAM.
YEAH.
THESE ARE ALL VERY
SOLID OBJECTS...
WIDTH, HEIGHT,
THICKNESS AND REALITY.
YEAH... YEAH.
HEY, WHAT IS THIS?
YOU HAD YOUR HEART'S DESIRE.
YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR A TWO-HOUR
ESCAPE WITH MORPHEUS.
YOU WANTED STATURE, MR. GRADY.
YOU WANTED SIZE.
YOU WANTED A VIEW FROM A
LONG WAY UP AND A LONG WAY OUT.
YEAH, I WANTED SIZE.
YOU WANTED TO BE BIG.
WELL, LOOK AT YOURSELF.
YOU'RE BIG.
YOU'RE MR. BIG.
YOU'RE HERCULES, YOU'RE THE MOST
SIZABLE THING SINCE PAUL BUNYAN.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY COMPLAINTS
THAT YOU WANT TO
TROT OUT, DO YOU?
COMPLAINTS?
DO I HAVE ANY COMPLAINTS?
NO, I HAVE NO COMPLAINTS.
HEY, YOU KNOW
WHAT THIS CALLS FOR?
THIS CALLS FOR A-A CELEBRATION.
( laughs)
LOOK, HEY, HERE, HEY,
YOU DRINK, DON'T YA?
HUH? YOU DRINK?
GO RIGHT AHEAD.
BE MY GUEST.
YEAH, WELL, HERE'S
MUD IN YOUR EYE.
TOO BAD YOU CAN'T
ENJOY THIS WITH ME.
I'M JOINING YOU,
I'M JOINING YOU.
BELIEVE ME, I'M FEELING
THE HOT LITTLE
RIPPLES JUST AS YOU DO.
YOU DO, HUH?
YEAH?
WELL, YOU STAY RIGHT IN THERE.
YOU STAY THERE.
I'M GONNA HAVE SOME
FUN, YOU UNDERSTAND?
I'M GONNA HAVE SOME FUN! SEE?!
( shouting excitedly)
OOH, CAREFUL, CAREFUL.
YOU DON'T WANT TO
GO THROUGH THE FLOOR.
( laughing)
HEY...
( laughing)
MR. GRADY.
( laughing)
MR. GRADY!
YEAH.
LIKE THE VIEW, DO YOU?
I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M
GOING TO DO NOW?
I'M GONNA MAKE A CALL,
A TELEPHONE CALL TO
SOMEBODY VERY SPECIAL,
A VERY, VERY SPECIAL GIRL.
AND WHEN SHE HEARS ABOUT THIS...
SHE'S GOING TO FLIP.
REALLY, PAL, ARE
YOU THAT ATTRACTIVE?
TELL ME, DOES SIZE
MEAN THAT MUCH?
YOU BET YOUR
BOTTOM DOLLAR IT DOES.
YOU KNOW SHE USED TO LEAN
OVER AND PAT ME ON THE HEAD.
HELLO, HONEY.
HELLO, DOLL.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?
THIS IS GRADY.
YEAH.
WAIT A MINUTE, HONEY,
DON'T BRUSH ME OFF.
THIS IS YOUR EX-MEAL TICKET,
AN EIGHT-COURSE
MEAL TICKET AT THAT!
NOW LISTEN TO
THIS, HONEY... I'M BIG.
UNDERSTAND THAT?
I'M B-I-G.
( laughs)
BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG.
I DON'T KNOW, I MAY BE
SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT FEET TALL.
I DON'T KNOW.
THE LAKERS WILL BE
SCOUTING ME ANY DAY NOW.
( laughing)
HUH?
WHAT A MINUTE, YOU
DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE TH...
YOU DON'T TALK TO
ME LIKE THAT, I SAID.
YOU HEARD WHAT I...
I'LL SLAP YOUR FACE OFF!
YOU NO GOOD ALLEY CAT!
THAT'S GREAT... THAT
WAS WONDERFUL.
YOU MANAGED TO FLEX YOUR MUSCLES
IN A MOST IMPRESSIVE FASHION.
AT THIS RATE YOU'RE GOING,
WOMEN ALL OVER THE WORLD
WILL BE FLOCKING TO
YOUR DOORSTEP NO DOUBT.
WELL, I CAN CALL 12 GIRLS.
JUST BECAUSE I
STRUCK OUT THIS TIME,
I COULD CALL 12 GIRLS PRETTIER
AND NICER THAN THAT ONE.
YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, DO YOU?
SO FAR YOU JUST
HAVEN'T IMPRESSED ME.
WELL, I WILL.
I WILL.
( phone rings)
YEAH.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TOO LOUD?
OH.
HOW'S THAT, MAC, IS THAT BETTER?
GOOD.
HMM?
WHAT TIME?
YEAH.
YEAH, I'LL BE
EXPECTING HIS CALL.
THANK YOU.
YEAH.
HE KNOWS THE NUMBER, DOESN'T HE?
FINE, FINE. THANKS.
WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?
THAT WAS A FELLOW TELLING ME
THAT A LAWYER WAS GOING TO CALL
ME FROM THE RACING COMMISSION.
HEY, TELL ME, WHO ARE YOU?
MY IMAGINATION?
YOU, UH, YOU DON'T HAVE VERY
MUCH IMAGINATION, MR. GRADY.
WAIT A MINUTE, WHO
ARE YOU, WHAT ARE YOU?
I MEAN, WHAT'S ALL
THIS "ALTER EGO" JAZZ?
WELL, I'LL TELL YOU, MR. GRADY.
I'LL TRY TO MAKE IT
AS SIMPLE AS POSSIBLE.
I'M THE FATE EVERY
MAN MAKES FOR HIMSELF.
YOU GENERALLY FIND ME
DOWN AT THE BOTTOM
OF THE BARREL.
I'M THE STRENGTH
DREDGED UP IN DESPERATION.
I'M THE LAST GASP.
THAT'S SUPPOSED
TO BE CLEAR, HUH?
YOU'RE NOTHING!
NOTHING, UNDERSTAND?
OH, I'M SOMETHING.
REALLY, I'M SOMETHING.
IN SOME CASES I'M
SOMETHING VERY GOOD.
IN SOME CASES... DEPENDING UPON
THE PERSON I'M REPRESENTING...
I CAN WORK MIRACLES.
YOU DO?
I COME WITH HEROISM,
SACRIFICE, STRENGTH,
AND EVEN BETTER THAN THAT,
I CAN EPITOMIZE
EVERYTHING NOBLE IN MEN.
YOU CAN, HUH?
NOW, IN YOUR CASE, MR. GRADY,
YOUR REQUIREMENTS
WERE QUITE SMALL.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, QUITE SMALL?
YOUR DREAMS WERE
RATHER INSIGNIFICANT,
YOUR ASPIRATIONS
HARDLY WORTH MENTIONING.
I MEAN TO SAY, IF YOU HAD ASKED
TO WIN THE KENTUCKY DERBY,
AND WIN IT CLEANLY
AND WITH HONOR,
THAT WOULD'VE BEEN QUITE
A MOMENT, WOULDN'T IT?
YEAH.
THAT'D BEEN THE GREATEST.
OR IF YOU'D ASKED TO PERFORM
AN ACT OF HEROISM, LET'S SAY,
THAT WOULD'VE BEEN QUALIFICATION
FOR THE RESPECT YOU SEEK.
THIS, TOO, WOULD'VE
BEEN EXEMPLARY, RIGHT?
I SUPPOSE THAT WOULD'VE
BEEN ALL RIGHT, YEAH.
BUT AS IT IS, MR. GRADY, WHAT
WAS YOUR HEART'S DESIRE?
WELL, I... WANTED...
I WANTED...
I WANTED TO... TO BE A BIG MAN.
THAT'S RIGHT, YES.
BIG IN THE SENSE THAT YOUR
HANDS CAN SMOTHER A TELEPHONE,
YOUR FACE CAN OVERSHOOT
ITS REFLECTIONS IN THE MIRROR.
YOU COME REAL CHEAP.
I DON'T COME CHEAP.
ALL I EVER WANTED OUT OF LIFE
WAS THE FACT THAT I COULD
WALK DOWN THE STREET
AND PEOPLE NOT STARE
AT ME LIKE I WAS A FREAK!
I AM NOT CHEAP, BUDDY.
I DON'T COME CHEAP.
I'VE GOT MY HEART'S DESIRE.
( phone rings)
YEAH?
YES, MR. NEWMAN.
YES, SIR.
REALLY?
REALLY? DO YOU...?
THANK YOU, SIR.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW
MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME.
THANK THE MEMBERS OF THE BOARD,
AND THANK EVERYBODY THAT
WENT TO BAT FOR ME, WILL YOU?
JUST... JUST THANK THEM.
TELL THEM HOW
MUCH I APPRECIATE IT.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MR. NEWMAN.
AND LISTEN, TELL EVERYBODY
THEY DON'T HAVE TO
WORRY ABOUT ME ANYMORE.
I'LL PLAY IT STRAIGHT.
I MEAN, NO WORRIES.
CUT-AND-DRIED, YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHEN GRADY'S UP, THE
WORRIES ARE OVER, RIGHT?
THANKS, MR. NEWMAN.
AND THANK EVERYBODY FOR ME.
RIGHT. GOOD-BYE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK
NOW, LOUDMOUTH?
EVERYTHING'S GOING MY WAY.
ONE PHONE CALL AND
YOU'RE TOP DOG, HUH?
YOU KNOW WHO THAT WAS?
THAT WAS THE RACING COMMISSION.
A LOT OF OWNERS
HAVE SIGNED A PETITION.
THEY WANT ME TO RIDE AGAIN,
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
THEY WANT GRADY TO RIDE AGAIN.
I'M GOING TO RIDE AGAIN.
( thunder crashing)
( alter ego laughing)
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
( alter ego laughing) EH?
WHAT'S SO FUNNY
ABOUT ME RIDING...?
EH... I'M GOING TO RI...
WAIT A MINUTE.
I'M TOO BIG.
I'M TOO BIG.
I'M TOO BIG!
I CAN'T RIDE!
WAIT A MINUTE!
I CAN'T RIDE!
I CAN'T WEAR MY CLOTHES!
I'M TOO... I'M TOO BIG!
I'M TOO BIG!
HEAR ME?
I'M TOO BIG!
I'M TOO BIG!
I CAN'T RIDE!
NO!
PLEASE, PLEASE...
PLEASE MAKE ME SMALL!
PLEASE, I'LL NEVER ASK
FOR ANYTHING AGAIN.
PLEASE MAKE ME SMALL.
PLEASE!
( crying): OH, GOD.
YOU ARE SMALL, MR. GRADY.
YOU SEE, EVERY TIME
YOU WON AN HONEST RACE,
THAT'S WHEN YOU WERE A GIANT.
RIGHT NOW THEY JUST
DON'T COME ANY SMALLER.
Serling: THE NAME IS
GRADY, TEN FEET TALL,
A SLIGHTLY DISTORTED OFFSHOOT
OF A GOOD BREED OF HUMANS
WHO RACE HORSES.
UNFORTUNATELY FOR
MR. GRADY, HE LEARNED TOO LATE
THAT YOU DON'T MEASURE
SIZE WITH A RULER,
YOU DON'T FIGURE
HEIGHT WITH A YARDSTICK
AND YOU NEVER JUDGE A MAN BY
HOW TALL HE LOOKS IN A MIRROR.
THE GIANT IS AS HE DOES.
YOU CAN MAKE A PARIMUTUEL
BET ON THIS... WIN, PLACE OR SHOW...
IN OR OUT OF THE TWILIGHT ZONE.
AND NOW MR. SERLING.
NEXT ON TWILIGHT ZONE,
A SHOW THAT MIGHT VERY
APTLY BE CALLED A LIVING END,
AND, WITH COMPARABLE
APTNESS, IS CALLED "LIVING DOLL."
IT'S WRITTEN BY COLLEAGUE
AND COHORT CHARLES BEAUMONT,
AND STARS TELLY SAVALAS,
AND COSTARS MARY LaROCHE.
MR. BEAUMONT SUPPLIES
US WITH A LITTLE WEIRDY
INVOLVING A MAN AND A DOLL.
IT COMES WELL RECOMMENDED.
NEXT TIME OUT, "LIVING DOLL."