"[ Whistling ]" "[ Kolchak Narrating ] I knew this one was more than just the biggest story of my life." "It was the biggest story in the lives of everyone on this planet." "I fought for the story, fought harder than ever before, because I knew it was more than news-much more." "I felt people should know about it, so they could be prepared when it happened again." "If it's possible to be prepared for something like this." "It began fairly quietly." "Lincoln Park Zoo, Chicago." "September 2, 5:30 a.m." "Shanka, the zoo's prize cheetah, was expecting her morning feeding." "It never came." "[ Wind Blowing ]" "It started for me on a day which is supposed to be one of my happiest." "The day of the first game of the first World Series with the Cubs in 29 years." "The day began badly." "[ El Rumbling ]" "As soon as Updyke took over as temporary sports editor, he began memorizing everything- batting averages, bases stolen" "He could tell you more about Hank Aaron and Sandy Koufax... than you would want to know." "But he forgot other things." "Ron, where are my tickets?" "What tickets?" "Well, the tickets you promised me for the World Series." "Well, I don't remember that." "You don't remember that?" "Well, then let me refresh your memory." "Two short weeks ago, after your review of the, uh, roller derby, a hand was clutched around your throat, attached to one Snuffy Patechenko, lead jammer for the Atlanta Amazons," "207 pounds of furious, frightening femininity." " All muscle, no fat." " Who are you talkin' about?" "Snuffy Patechenko." "She's a human being." "She would have responded to reason." "You do not reason with 207 pounds... of outraged, feminine jammer!" "Your eyes were going glassy, as she was cutting off your breath." "I remember your review." "You called her ""elephantine."" """Graceless." ""A hippo on casters."" "What a thing to say about a person, you pig." "She had broken someone's arm the night before." "And she was about to break your neck- until I intervened." "Telling her that you were a bleeder, internally." "Remember?" "Hmm?" "Of course you do." "As the color returned to those rosy little cheeks of yours, you promised me one ticket to the World Series." "Oh, that explains why I don't remember." "Why?" "I was delirious." "Uptight, you give me those tickets, or I will pick up where Snuffy Patechenko left off." "I was only joking." "Of course I have your ticket." "And you call me uptight." "Thank you very much, Ron." "What was that?" "One ticket to the ball game." "Are you going?" "You bet your life I'm going." "You crazy?" "That's too bad." "I guess I'll have to find someone else to put on this thing." "What thing?" "Oh, nothing.Just this cheetah missing from the zoo." "You go to the game." "It's all right." "Certainly I'm going to the game." "Certainly." "[ Stammering ] N-No, no." "That was yesterday's news." "Besides, it was a, uh- It was a panther." "Oh, no." "Yesterday a panther." "Today, a cheetah." "What, are you-Are you saying that two animals are missing in two days?" "Monique, are you going to the game?" "Wait, wait, wait." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "You mean, no report on it?" "No ransom notes?" "No." "No." "No hysterical old ladies on the horn to the cops?" " Funny, isn't it?" " Yeah, it is." " Monique" " Didn't they" " Didn't they have a couple of animals die there last week?" " Did they?" "Yeah." "[ Monique ] Mr. Vincenzo, I'd be happy to go to the zoo." "Well, I- Okay." "But if that press bus leaves without me" "Agreed?" "You know the time schedule." "You got a watch." "What do you want from me?" "[ Muttering ]" "Good-bye, Carl." "Get back to work." " [ Chuckling ] - [ Announcer On Radio ] This is the day, fans," "[ Radio Static ] that Chicago has been awaiting for 29 long years." "After an amazing season, the Chicago Cubs have clawed their way to the top of the National League." "They've won the play-offs, and now, the first game of the World Series." "[ Man On Scanner ] Post 5, priority." "Post 5, priority." "20 1 in progress." "Officer down." "Raydyne Electronics, Commerce and 2 4th Street." "[ Announcer On Radio ] ...to the rafters." "Standing room only." "In a few minutes, we'll be talking" "[ Kolchak Narrating ] It came over the police band, a Code 5 priority." "Officer down." "I caught the address as static obliterated the broadcast." "It was only a few minutes out of my way." "The zoo would still be there." "So would the ball game." "[ Announcer on Radio ] Top of the first inning, and Juan Bosca of the Cubs" "[ Tires Screeching ]" "[ Announcer Continues, Indistinct ]" "It's okay." "I'm the press." "It's all right." "I.N.S." "Carl Kolchak." "Go!" "Carter!" "Stegman!" "Cover the rear!" "What's happening?" "What's happening?" "Guy's been killed." "What?" "Somebody tripped the alarm." "Inside?" "Captain, what's goin' on here?" "What happened?" "I don't know." "What's that?" "[ Indistinct ] [ Rumbling ]" "Wh-Wha-What do you- What do you think happened?" "I don't know what happened." "Looks like to me..." "I'm gonna take some of that overdue vacation time I got comin'." "Wait a-What was in there?" "What did I see in there?" "Was that steel?" "No." "Lead." "Two tons of lead ingots." "Lead ingots?" "But- [ Stammering ]" "Theyjust disappeared." "I mean, we saw it with our own eyes." "It disappeared right in front of us." "If you know what's good for you, you'll disappear too, Kolchak." "Show him how, Crowley." "Go on." "Now wait a minute!" "Get him outta here!" "Wait a minute." "Come on, you guys!" "Will you please leave off the digits?" "Watch the camera." "All right." "Okay." "All right." "All right,you guys." "I'll be fine." "I'm goin', I'm goin'." "All right?" "Thanks very much, fellas." "You're very gentle." "[ Announcer On Radio ] Curveball, taken outside, ball one." "Jefferson... steps out of the batter's box, surveys the ballpark." "He'd like to get ahold of one and pull it out ofhere." "Give Boston an early lead." "Bosca has his signs." "[ Car Doors Slamming ]" "[ Engine Starting ] Here's the windup, and the pitch" "Line drive and a great catch by Ortega, the shortstop.!" "He goes under, one-hands the ball- [ Engine Revving ]" "First half-inning at one to nothing." "The Cubs are coming to bat." "[ Announcer ] The Cubs are off to the same great start as in their last series appearance in 1 945." "You recall, they beat the Tigers in Game One of that '45 final." "[ Static Continues ]" "[ Announcer Fading ] [ Man ] Watch your language and turn off the radio while you're on the phone." "And remember, The Moze Kazan Show is for you-your complaints and your opinions." "Now, back to the beefline." "[ Man #2 ] My beef is with the lousy Street Department, and the way they screwed up my street." "Mariposa Way- [ Announcer Fading In ] ...big man for the Cubs." "Isn't a batter, but he had a great season, hit.297- [ Static Continues ]" "[ Man #2 ] When those clowns in the Street Department repaved Mariposa, they dumped the leftover asphalt right on my lawn." "I got this terrible, black gooey mess all over." "It smells terrible." "I can't get rid of it." "My grandfather fell in it." "We're still tryin'to clean him." "The dog ran through it, through the house." "The car." "I wish you could see it." "It looks like tar, with lumps." "[ Kolchak Narrating ] Vincenzo's animal story was still hanging over my head, and chances of seeing the game were fading like lead ingots." "Radio reception was so bad that listening to the play-by-play... was nothing short of painful." "But when all was said and done, my problems were very minor... compared to the problems they had at Lincoln Park Zoo." "Very minor indeed." "It's a viscid mass." "Probably- ""Viscid?"" "Sticky." "Oh." "Seems to have a lot of acetone in it too." "My guess is that they planned to foul up the whole zoo with it, and then something frightened them off." "Who them?" "Vandals." "Probably the same ones that sprayed our baby elephant with gold paint." " Poor Zapata." " The elephant?" "The keeper." "Showed up the next morning after a three-day binge." "First thing he saw was that elephant." "[ Gasps, Whistles ]" "[ Chuckles ] Poor Zapata." "Uh-huh." "Didn't you have a leopard die here yesterday?" "Hmm?" "Why?" "Heart attack." "What about the cheetah?" "Heart attack." "Heart attack." "Can I use your telephone?" "Mm-hmm." "What about the panda last week?" "Heat attack." "Heart attack." "Yeah, hello." "I'd like to speak to the program director of the Moze Kazan Hour." "[ Clears Throat ] Yeah, I'll wait." "Listen, besides being stinky,just what is- What is this gunk, anyway?" " Who knows?" " Yeah." "Hello?" "Yeah, you had a guy on the show this afternoon... that was complaining about the Street Department dumping... a whole, big pile of evil-smelling asphalt on his front lawn." "I'd like his name and address, please." "[ Chuckling ] Uh, well" "Well, he certainly was." "I-I heard him on the radio less than an hour ago." "Yeah, you cut him off right in mid-sentence." "Well, I agree." "You should know who you have on your show." "Yes, thank" "[ Sighs ] Where'd this stuff come from?" "Who cares?" "I care." "[ Clears Throat ] Well, City Hall." "Yes, I'd like to speak to your Street Department, please." "About some asphalt paving that was done on Mariposa Way." "Thank you." "Can I peek?" "Yeah, hello?" "Uh-huh." "No record?" "What?" "You must be mistaken." "I just heard the man speak about it on the radio." "Mariposa Way." "[ Line Disconnects ]" "[ Receiver Clatters ]" "I don't know where we're gonna get another panda." "They come from Tibet." "The Commies have 'em all." " The Commies." " Most people think the panda's a bear." " Actually, it's a raccoon." " A raccoon." "With a heart attack?" " Mm-hmm." " Maybe you fed it too much cholesterol." "[ Ball Game On Radio, Indistinct ]" "Waitin'for the stretch." "The over-the-shoulder look." "And here comes the pitch to Wachowski." "He swings." "It's a ground ball to short." "[ Indistinct ]" "Stinks, don't it?" "Have you ever seen anything like this?" "Yeah, yeah." "It really does." "Carl Kolchak of the I.N.S., Independent News Service." "Mr. Brindle, I heard you on the radio." "Boy, you sure got some fast action here." "Action?" "One hour after I make the phone call, four trucks pull here, from the Street Department?" "What a bunch of idiots." "First they start with these shovels." "Then they try this chemical that turns the whole lawn yellow." "Then they try these flamethrowers- the things that they use to burn weeds down with?" "Look what they did." "They burned the hedge, the tree." "They almost got the house." "Oh, do you mind?" "Oh, no." "Please." "Thanks." "Did they explain how it got here?" "No." "They denied everything." "I tell you." "This whole city is going right down the toilet." "And it's not just the Street Department." "It's everybody." "Police included." "Did you know that the crime rate in this neighborhood... has gone straight up?" "Would you hold that right there, please?" "Thank you." "Yes." "That's very good." "Can I show you something?" "Look, come here." "You see the busted window up there?" "Yeah." "Henry!" "My neighbor, Henry Ansgaroni." "Last night he was sitting listening to records with earphones on?" "Someone comes along, kicks out the window, and rips out his whole stereo system while he's listening." "Do you mean, right off the porch there?" "Almost tore his head off." "Well, didn't he call the police?" "I called the police." "Know what they found?" "The cabinet and the chassis in a culvert in the back of the house." "But they never found the electronic guts." "Mrs. Fusco lives in the house over there?" "Yeah." "Someone killed five of her cats." "Still leaves her with a dozen or so, because she's one of those kind." "Oh, boy, does that house smell." "Almost as bad as all this gop." "[ Sighs, Stutters ] M-Mr." "Ara-what's- Ansgaroni." "Henry." "Henry!" "Henry." "Did he see who took his stereo?" "The only thing he saw was stars when they yanked the earphones off his skull. [ Chuckles ]" "Yeah." "What time was that?" "Last night." "I have to go." "Uh" "[ Car Door Closes, Engine Starts ]" "[ Announcer Continues, Indistinct ]" "Here he comes." "Here's the run for the plate." "He slides" "He's in there, and the Red Sox have the first run of the ball game." "The score, the Red Sox, 1, the Cubs, nothing." "[ Kolchak Narrating ] Keeter Hudson, out on parole and out of money, endangered the first condition in an attempt to improve the second." "My purse!" "[ Horn Honks ]" "[ Muttering ]" "Keeter Hudson, wealthy beyond his dreams, a happy man." "Keeter didn't know that his parole was about to be canceled." "[ Whirring ]" "[ Groaning ]" "[ Static Continues ] [ Announcer ] Here in the seventh inning, the Cubs are up." "They still trail 1-0, and that run scored by Boston is growing taller and taller on the scoreboard." "[ Radio Whistling ] ...pumpin'the ball by the Chicago hitters." "Hi there!" "Boy, have I got a surprise for you." "Why, you look absolutely radiant!" "There's only one thing that puts that kind of sparkle into a woman's eyes." "Baloney." "Yeah, well, some call it that." "Did you have a nice lunch?" "A few drinks ahead of time, hmm?" "Don't I wish." "I been cooped up here all day with specimens." "As you know." "Yeah." "Like this?" "Now, I have a suspicion that this... is just exactly like that gunk that you picked up here at the zoo." "So?" "So guess where I found it?" "On a lawn, halfway across town." "Would you like to do a survey and an analysis of this for me?" "I've got things to do." "Lots of'em." "Oh, now." "Come on, now." "Now, Doc Winestock." "Bess." "It is Bess, isn't it?" "Uh-huh." "Uh, Bess, all you have to do is just put a little specimen of this in a test tube and shake it up, add some chemicals, put it on a slide, stick it under your scope, and tell me what's in it." "Now, is that asking too much?" "[ Sighs ]" "[ Announcer ] Back to the mound, he feeds it over to Weltzer, and that's it for the Red Sox." "After seven and a half,it remains, Boston 1, the Cubs, nothing." "[ Radio Off]" "What's the matter?" "Aren't you a Cub fan?" "One of the absolute staunchest." "If I hurry up, I'll be able to catch the last few innings." " I've got a box seat." " Hurry." "[ Gasps ] As a matter of fact, I might be able to get two box seats for tomorrow's game." "If I do the analysis for you, you're gonna run off and print some crazy story." "So what?" "What do you care?" "Unless you've been told not to." "It doesn't matter who does the analysis," "I'm still gonna write my story." "And draw my own conclusions." "However, if you do the survey, you can guide me" "In what I write." "Hmm?" "Mm, no." "Absolutely no." "Hmm?" "[ Groans ]" "All right." "Look." "It's obvious." "It's the same as what we found." " What's in it?" " Hydrochloric acid." "Acetone." " Hydrochloric acid?" "Why?" " Hydrochloric acid is a digestive juice." " And acetone?" " And bone marrow." "Bone marrow?" "Animal or human?" "Animal." "All of our animals who were killed here... showed puncture marks at the major bone joints." "And every last dram of marrow had been extracted from their bones." "Hydrochloric" "You mean, they ate the bone marrow?" "It would seem that somebody ate the marrow and threw up." " But why?" " I don't know, Mr. Kolchak." "I don't either." "[ Announcer ] And the ball game is over." "The first game of the World Series... finishes on a tremendous play- how about that, fans?" "The fastest game in World Series history." "You know, you shouldn't have used infrared film." "Yeah." "That's all I had." "Look, something's comin' out, see?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Be careful." "Be very careful with this." "It's very important." "Don't hassle technicians, Kolchak." "This takes scientific precision." "A few seconds off, and you get nothing." "Which is just what you got: nothing." "[ Clicks On Light ]" "Two tons of lead." "What could use two tons of lead?" "God's pencil?" "[ Shouts ] Wait, wait, wait, don't!" "What are you doing?" "What are you doing, ya dum-dum?" "It's garbage!" "Now, listen." "You reprint that thing." "This is very important." "Do you hear me?" "And you put 'em in the files and you lock 'em up." "I'm making 'em your responsibility." "Big deal." "Yeah." "Big, big deal." "Gordy." "Oh, hi, Kolchak." "I guess you heard we blew the game." "Cubs looked great, right up to the top of the seventh." "Yeah." "Well, I guess I'll see it on a sports TV recap." "I've been trying to call you." "Did you know, last week, the number that won the stiff lottery was 4-1 -8?" "Yeah, so what?" "You had 4-1 -7." "You missed by a hair." "You been tryin' to reach me all day to give me that good news?" "Mm-hmm." "I want to keep your faith up." "You see, you can win." "So keep pluggin'." "Yeah, Gordy, listen." "Do you have the autopsy report... on the guard who was killed out at Raydyne Electronics?" "Start pluggin' before you ask any questions." "That's what I figured." "I'll give you 3-1 -2 and 6-4-6." "Okay?" "Whatever." "Whatever." "Now, what about the autopsy reports?" "You know," "I've been thinking of changing the lottery from birth year to time of death." "I mean, what's your opinion?" "Gordy, the autopsy report, huh?" "Donde esta?" "[ Man ] Max, listen." "Bring the reports down to my office" "I'm telling you for the last time." "There are no special favors for anyone." "You get it with the rest of the reporters." "What are you talkin' about?" "Hi." "Hi, Gordon." "Kolchak." "What's goin' on?" "For one thing, I'd like to find the autopsy report on the guard who was killed at Raydyne Electronics." "That's what I'd like to get." "What's all the hysteria?" "By all means." "I'll be glad to give it to you." "You got a pencil and paper?" "I got my tape recorder here." "Go on." "Start talkin'." "Okay." "Here we are. ""Subject, Lloyd Reynolds." "Male Caucasian. 60 years of age." ""Prior history of myocardial infarction." "Immediate cause of death, cardiac arrest." """Blood sample, normal." "No external wounds." ""Stomach contents indicate ingestion ofheavy meal... several hours before death. '" That seems to be it, Carl." "Uh-huh." "I'd like to look at the body." "Uh, that's not permitted, Kolchak." "I'm sorry, Kolchak." "I can't permit you to go in the drawer." "That's against the rules here." "You know, you're right." "I'm sorry." "I really am." "I apologize." "I guess my reporter's zeal got the better of me." "Well, Carl." "I think this is kind of a landmark in our relationship." "Stanley, I couldn't agree with you more." "So long." "I'll put that away, sir." "[ Kolchak Whistling ]" "[ Wedemyer on Tape ] ""Prior history of myocardial infarction." """Pacemaker on the chest flap in good condition." """No evidence of cardiac arrest." """Inserting trocar into sternum for marrow sample." """Hey, Philip." "Look-Look at this." "It's bone dry." """If you'll pardon the expression, there's no marrow." "None." "Let's go for the spinal column base with the trocar."" "[ Clicks Off]" "[ Whistles ]" "[ Crickets Chirping ] [ Kolchak Narrating ] September 2, 1 0:00 p.m." "Leon Van Heusen." "Single, ambitious, slightly paranoid." "By day, a television repairman, by night an observer- a man with a purpose." "The author of Mathmatico, a universal language... that Leon has refined for use in unconventional communication." "[ Clicks ]" "Unfortunately, on September 2, at 1 0:00 p.m.," "[ No Audible Dialogue ] Leon learned the oldest word in the universal language" "[ Screaming ]" "I tell you that myself and every member of my staff are... pulling double shifts, as we always do in a situation of this kind." "Every department of this city's law enforcement facility... is operating at peak efficiency." "And I anticipate the arraignment of certain, um, major suspects... within, uh" "Well, within 2 4 hours." "Sorry." "Now, no, no questions at this time, ladies and gentlemen, if you please." "And because I'm sure that you all know Raydyne Industries is involved... in some very classified work on missile guidance systems." "We're talking about national security, ladies and gentlemen." "Uh, Captain!" "Thank you, Captain." "What is the department's official position... upon the rumored puncture marks in the body of the Raydyne guard?" "There's absolutely no foundation for any such rumors, Mr. Kolchak." "[ Stammering ] Wh-What about those missing lead ingots?" "Two tons of them?" "Were they simplyjust misplaced?" "I have no reason to believe otherwise." "No reason?" "Well, you were there." "You saw what I saw." "Those lead ingots, theyjust- You saw... what, Mr. Kolchak?" "Well, I know it's gonna sound very funny" "Yes, it probably will." "So if you don't mind, may we continue?" "You people are journalists." "Responsible journalists, I'm sure." "But occasionally, in your zeal to get the facts before the public, you sometimes forget that you can... impede the course of justice by... creating dissension, terrifying the citizenry, and, more important, losing your own credibility." "Uh, Captain." "Sir, Raydyne Electronics may have a national security problem, but what about the security of Al and Fred's TV Repair Shop, and what about Henry Ansgaroni's stereo, and what about Mrs. Shank's microwave oven?" "I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Kolchak." "But I'm sure that's not unusual, is it, ladies and gentlemen?" "[ Laughing ]" "No, but what is unusual is that, in the last two days, in this city, electronic parts have become about as desirable and rare as diamonds- or bone marrow." "[ Exhales Deeply ] I have no comment on that at this time." "[ Kolchak Narrating ] Quill and I weren't the only ones with watches that didn't work." "Everyone that had been at Raydyne Electronics had the same problem." "Question:" "What would stop 1 7 wristwatches at exactly the same time?" "Answer:" "An electromagnetic field so strong... it might swing a compass needle off true north... to the final truth." "Mm, marvelous!" " Delicious, Rich.Just delicious." " Merci, monsieur." "Bon appetit." "Carl!" "Come on in!" "You care to join me?" "No, no thanks." "Courtesy of the editor of the Times." "He's a sucker for the Cubs." "Oh, ho!" "Mmm." "Tony, I'm onto something big." "Yeah." "Very, very big." "Yeah." "Quill has been covering it up, under the name of national security." "Covering what up?" "A mess of lead ingots, stacks, that disappeared before our very eyes." "A stone wall that exploded outwards, with no sound whatsoever." "Totally silent!" "Mm-hmm." "And the dead guard with all the marrow sucked out of his bones." "Oh, Tony, I'm sorry." "Forgive me, I- Maybe I shouldn't tell you about that... now." "No." "No, no, no, Carl." "You got a story to tell, tell it." "You know, I- Th-That doesn't bother me." "Go ahead." "All right." "Now, electronic parts have been disappearing for the last two days, all over the city." "Quill tried to cover that up under national security too." "Are you beginning to make the connection?" "Mmm, no." "Then I'll have to start at the beginning, with the autopsy on the dead panda." "Carl, start somewhere else, will ya?" "Tony, listen." "Are you sure that you want me to talk about this now?" "Oh, yeah, sure." "Cast iron stomach, Carl." "Cast iron." "Go ahead." "Every animal that was killed at the zoo... had its marrow sucked out of its bones, just like the guard at Raydyne Electronics." "And in every case where there was a dead human, or a dead animal, there was a puddle- a pile- of bluish, greenish, black bile." "I-It really stinks, Tony." "I mean, it's rancid." "Sickening." "And here's the capper." "This gooey substance... is composed of a strange combination of chemical elements." " Hydrochloric acid, acetone and" " Bone marrow." "Bone marrow!" "Right!" "Now, guess where... this strange, unusual combination of elements occurs." "Nowhere in this world." "I knew you were going to say that, Carl." "I knew it!" "I really did!" " You want proof." " Yeah." "Be right back." "[ Sighing ]" " Cervelles au Bercy." " What's that?" "Brains." "Monique?" "Monique?" "You gave away my pictures!" "You come out of there, or I'm gonna suck the marrow out of your bones!" "That is no inducement for me to come out, Mr. Kolchak." "Be reasonable." "What could I do?" "They had on suits, ties, credentials" "They had some forms from the Internal Revenue." "They knew all about me." "They threatened an audit." "So, you gave away my pictures?" "I had to.!" "They pull an audit on me, and I go off the nearest bridge." "Why should you be concerned about the I.R.S.?" "You're just out of college." "You've only been working for a couple" "You did file an income tax return?" "They didn't look that good after they were dried." "They looked fake." "I've seen better in magazines." "Why did you let 'em do it?" "Those guys in the gray suits." "Do what?" "They stole the tape that I stole." "Those are the same guys that were out at Raydyne." "Now they're following me around here." "Please." "Don't do this to me, Carl." "I don't need another U.F.O. story." "I've got enough problems." "[ Sighs ] I didn't say U.F.O." "You said U.F.O. They said U.F.O." "Carl, I was just speaking generically." "Now, please, Carl." "Be reasonable." "Remember what happened the last time we put out one of these kooky scare stories?" "All the phones were tied up." "Police station phones were tied up." "Police came down on me like a ton of bricks!" "[ Burps ]" "Carl, please." "Leave it alone, will ya?" "Sure." "Sure, Tony." "Why don't you have another seltzer and go on home and go to bed?" "[ Door Closing ]" "I don't want another seltzer." "[ Kolchak Narrating ] Have you ever tried to report a U.F.O. sighting?" "I'll save you the trouble." "There is not a single government agency still in existence... that will admit to any interest in the subject." "If you seem to be insistent, they will refer you to a private organization." "[ Woman ] Um, I'm very excited... to be able to share with you all this evening... my experiences with the flying saucer." "Uh, I only hope that I can remember all the details, because it was- it was very, very exciting." "I only spent about an hour aboard the saucer itself." "Do you want an application?" "To what?" " I-Wait." " And then they served me something that tasted- oh, not unlike ginger ale and bourbon. [ Chuckles ]" "And that's when, uh... their leader, a very smart-looking alien, got a little fresh with me." "But when I let him know that I was firm- determined- he kept his extensions to himself." " [ Giggling ] It was quite exciting." " Have any of your members reported any sightings the last few days?" "Well, Leon Van Heusen, one of our members, called in an Opus last Monday night." "An ""appis"?" "No, Opus." "Opus." "Opus is, ""One Party, Unverified Sighting."" "Oh, yes." "Oh, here it is." "Here it is." "I wonder why he didn't petition the authentication committee." "Well, Leon's a touch paranoid." "Yes." "Yes." "Ohh." "Yes, the Opus was- Shh!" """The destructive star, called Wormwood, is not a star but a missile."" "Now, upside down and backwards, it reads ""Doomwrom."" "Doomroom?" "Doo" "That doesn't spell ""Doomwrom." Well, it certainly does." "The Opus was sighted at Snake, uh, Park?" "If that's what it says." """Snake Rock," here." "Yes, Snake Rock." "Does that spell ""Doomwrom?"" "I don't know." "How many members in the Highland Park area?" "Just Leon." "Yes." "Just Leon." "And where is this Snake Rock?" "Snake Rock." "Well, there's a bus that" " No, the bus doesn't run there." "Do you have a car?" "Yes, I have a car." "Excuse me, Mr. Gough." "I don't understand what you're talking about." """Doomwrom." It certainly does." "My dear." "My dear." "Backwards and upside down." "My dear, it's plain- It spells ""Droomdrum."" "No, I am sorry, but- Okay, there are two- Call a cab.!" "[ Shutting Off Engine ]" "[ Clicking ]" "[ Click, Tape Rewinding ]" "[ Man On Tape ] Your present location is the third planet of our star system." "We are peaceful." "I will now address you in Mathmatico." "The universal language." "[ Screams ]" "[ Clicks Off Tape ]" "[ Wind Blowing ]" "This is Riley, at the planetarium." "You better get a squad over here right away." "Hey, old-timer, I didn't mean to disturb you" "[ Wind Blowing ]" "[ Recharger Buzzing ]" "[ Sirens Wailing ]" "Let's get some lights on in here." "I think there's some switches over by that console panel." "Get away from that console!" "Don't go near that thing!" "What the hell are you doin'?" "Paul?" "He's dead." "Any luck over there?" "Get some lights!" "[ Wind Roaring ] [ Cops Screaming ]" "Get back!" "Get away from that thing!" "Back up!" "Get outta there." "What are you guys pointing' at?" "You can't see anything anyway." "Listen, I can stop it." "Stop it?" "Stop what?" "I don't know, but whatever it is, it can't stand light." "I was alone with it in here, and I stopped it with this." "It was lookin' at maps!" "Map?" "What kinda map?" "Maps!" "Maps." "Star maps." "Look up there." "See?" "Galaxies." "See, look." "Over there." "Well, there's nothin' over there." "I don't see anything." "Anybody see anything?" "Huh?" "What?" "What do you see, Kolchak?" "I don't see anything either." "But that doesn't mean that there's nothing there." "Oh." "Somebody throw a net over Kolchak, will ya?" "I think he's about ready for the rubber room." "Quill, I talked with Dr. Heinz Wollenweider over at the Fermi Research Institute." "Now, he told me that the human eye cannot detect... certain portions of the light spectrum." "Now, we know that X-rays exist." "We know that cosmic rays exist." "The fact that we can't see them doesn't mean they aren't there!" "[ Scoffs ] If you can't see it, how do you know it's there?" "Infrared film." "It's sensitive to heat." "Heat makes the image." "The flash from this flashgun saved my life just now." "Now, either you go out and talk to your friends from Washington, or wherever they're from, or I will." "Wait a minute, you- You mean, the light from that flashgun of yours... stopped this... whatever?" "Dead in its tracks." "If it had made any." "Yeah?" "All right, we'll see about that." "Stand by here." "[ Siren Wailing ]" "[ Woman On Police Radio ] [ Muttering, Indistinct ]" "[ No Audible Dialogue ]" "All right, you people." "Gather round here, now." "Get that mobile unit with the lights." "Bring 'em in here." "And hit the entrance with those big lights." "Where-You're nuts." "You're gonna get your heads taken." "[ Wind Blowing ]" "[ Quill ] Ted, get that man over there." "Somebody get on that fire." "Eddie?" "Move this out ofhere and get an ambulance in." "Quill- Yeah?" "Kolchak." "There's gotta be an explanation for this." "There's gotta be." "Just let me figure it out." "You gotta figure out how you're gonna earn a living from now on, because of now, you're through as a paperboy in this town." "It had to be the camera." "It had to be!" "What else could it be?" "The lights!" "The lights just irritated it." "They wanna talk to you, Captain." "Yeah." "All right." "[ Quill, Indistinct ]" "[ Chattering, Indistinct ]" "[ Buzzing ]" "It's the recharger!" "[ Police Radio Chatter ] [ Fire Extinguishers Spraying ]" "Hit the front part up there too." "Quill.!" "Captain, I got it." "No, look, i-i-it was the camera, but it wasn't the light." "Is this another one of your stupid theories, Kolchak?" "Huh?" "You don't know when you're well off, do you?" "No, listen." "No." "No." "It was the battery recharger." "The nickel cadmium batteries in there." "They emit a high-pitched whine." "Listen." "[ Buzzing, Beeping ]" "It hurts, doesn't it, huh?" "Who knows what it sounds like to it." "You know what I'd like to do to you, Kolchak?" "And I'd do it, too, only you're gonna be dealt with at a much higher level." "I don't care." "I don't care." "Just get on the walkie-talkie... and tell your friends from Washington, I figured out how the camera works." "Those people are gonna do to you what me... and no other cop in this city's ever been able to do." "They're gonna take care of you good." "Once and for all, Kolchak!" "I don't care about your threats." "Just get on the horn and tell 'em." "Don't be stupid, please!" "You want me to get on the horn?" "Get outta here." "[ Wind Blowing ]" "[ Buzzing ]" "[ Buzzing ]" "[ Buzzing ]" "[ Whirring ]" "[ Whirring Resumes, Ends ]" "[ Kolchak Narrating ] They tried to make a little park out of the woods near Snake Rock- daffodils, tulips-but they couldn't get anything to grow." "There was an area shaped like a saucer at the bottom." "If you want to see it, you'll have to hurry." "Our park commission decided overnight to do extensive reclamation work... in that particular spot." "They're filling it in with concrete." """What happened?" "It's all a point of view really." """A traveler has a breakdown, stops to fix it, gets a road map, has a bite to eat..." """and goes on his way- it's happened to all of us." """This traveler happened to be light-years off his course," """instead of miles." """As for me?" """Well, I haven't heard from the boys in the sedan- yet.""