There is a fifth dimension,
beyond tha t which is known to man.
It is a dimension as vastas space
and as timeless as infinity.
It is the middle ground between lightand shadow,
between science and s upers ti tion,
and it lies between the pit of man's fears
and the summit of his knowledge.
This is the dimension of ima Gina tion.
It is anarea which we call the twilight zone.
Oh, my darling.
Tony, now you are going,
but I shall have a memory of you for my eyes,
thoughts of you for my mind
and a touch of you for all of me.
I'll never forget you.
Pio ture of a woman looking a ta picture.
Mo vie grea t of another time.
Once-brilliant s tar
in a firmament no longer a part of the sky,
eclipsed by the movement of earth and time.
Barbara Jean tren ton, whose world is a proje c tion room,
whose dreams are made out of cell ul oid.
Ba rba ra jea n tre n ton, struck down b y hi t-a nd-r UN yea rs
and I ying on the unha pp y pa vemen t,
trying despera tel y to get
the license number of fleeting fame.
Miss Trenton?
Miss tren ton?
Miss Trenton!
What is it, Sally?
I... I brought you...
I brought you a snack, miss Trenton.
Thank you. Just put it down there.
Yes, ma'am.
Hello, Sally.
Hello.
Is miss Trenton in?
Yes, sir.
In there for a change?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Weiss, I'm very worried about her.
I'm worried about...
I'll talk to her.
You don't understand, Mr. Weiss.
It's getting much worse.
Well, she's been in there too much.
I think it's beginning to disturb you, too.
I'll see what I can do.
All right.
Daniel, fix yourself a drink.
It's 11:00 in the morning.
So, it's 11:00 in the morning.
So, it's 11:00 in the morning
and the sun is out.
It's a beautiful da y in bei/erl y hills.
There's no smog, it's 84 degrees
And it is lovely.
What ever would I do without your daily weather reports?
Question is what do you do withthem?
Sit here in this air-conditioned cave
showing one picture after another.
Let's skip it.
Barbie, it's no good, honey.
None of this is any good.
If you won't fix yourself a drink, sit down and be quiet.
You know, you have a habit of looking poised, ready to spring.
What was the picture?
Two of them.
A farewell without tea rs,
costarring Jerry Hearn Dan.
Not costarring, darling, he was my leading man.
1933.
And a night in Paris.
1934.
I know it was 1934.
What are you now? Father time?
Barbie...
Look, I failed to mention this before:
I hate clinical tiptoeing.
You don't like what I do, don't knock what I do.
Barbie, I have to knock what you do,
and I have to get clinical
when I see you bottle yourself in this room and stop the clock.
You put it back 15, 20, 25 years.
You do this every day. Now, honey, that's sick.
Tha t is reall y sick.
Is that all?
No, it isn't.
I've set up an appointment for you today
over at international.
At international?
Yes.
A part, Danny?
Sounds like a good one, too.
Well... oh, darling.
You know something?
I never did get along with Marty sall
when I was under contract there.
He's much older now.
I think you'll find that he's mellowed.
Oh, you know, he said I was
the most difficult star he'd ever worked with.
Danny, you're a nice guy and a loyal friend.
And in my selfish, devious way,
I'm very much in love with you.
Oh, Danny.
I hope it's a musical.
Oh, I'd love to dance again.
Or a love story. Oh, I'd give anything
to play love scenes like I saw this morning.
Scenes with Jerry Hearn Dan.
You know, we did three pictures together.
"I have a memory of you for my eyes.
"Thoughts of you for my mind
and the touch of you for all of me”
or something like that.
And then we did a night in Paris together.
Barbara, you were much younger then.
Go to the devil.
Now, Barbara, honey, this is 1959.
It's 25 years from night in Paris
and 26 years since you made farewell without tears.
That room across the hall is dark,
it's damp, it's full of cobwebs.
Snap out of it. Snap out of this kick.
Get your war paint on and I'll meet you
over at sall's office at 3:00, okay?
Okay, Danny.
Send them in.
Nice to see you again, Barbara.
Hello, Marty.
It's been a long time.
Yes.
Sit down.
You know Danny, of course.
Yes. He's told you about the part?
Well, uh, not exactly.
I think it fits you. It's not a big part,
but I think it'll be a nice showcase for you.
Not big, but a nice showcase?
Oh, come on, be more specific.
You, of all people, Marty,
should know what I demand in a part.
Why is it we always seem to fight, Barbara?
Doesn't that always seem to be the case? We begin by fighting.
I'm still waiting to hear about the part.
Raise the veil.
You play a mother.
How old a mother?
Hmm, fortyish, but very vibrant, very much alive.
As opposed to what?
A corpse?!
I don't play mothers, Mr. Sall.
I never have, and I won't start now.
I also don't take bit roles, and you should know that!
Come on, Danny. Let's go.
I'm sorry, Barbara.
I didn't know you were still so particular.
Well, now you do.
At least I would think you'd look at the part.
It'd be a sheer waste of my time.
Maybe we should get the script,
look at it, see what it's all about.
You look at it and see what it's all about and you play the part.
I never did like this tasteless, crude man
when I was under contract here
and I don't like him anymore now
when he offers me fast bit parts.
All right, miss... Miss prima Donna.
You, I got news for.
You may think you are still the number-one lady
on the top of the heap, but you've got it wrong.
You're just an aging broad with a scrapbook.
Look, Marty...
Any part you get at this studio
won't have to go through an agent.
We can set it up through the community chest
beca use it'll be cha ri Ty!
Sall?
Remind me someday
when you've gone over the hill
and you're down on your hands and knees,
remind me to give you a swift kick in the teeth
so that you know exactlyhow it feels!
Barbie?
What?
You were right about him.
He's a petty little man.
A mean temper and a dirty mouth.
You shouldn't pay any attention to him.
You talking about Marty sall?
Yes.
He doesn't exist.
That studio doesn't exist.
Not anymore, not the way it is now.
This is the world, Dan, right in here.
From now on,
I keep the drapes drawn and doors locked.
I don't want any of the outside world coming in.
Not the Marty salls
or the movies without sentiment,
actors in undershirts,
rock and roll, jukeboxes,
not any of it.
Whether you like it or not,
that's the way things are,
that's the way it is.
What do you do?
Shut your eyes, say it doesn't exist
because you can't see it?
It doesn't have to exist if I shut my eyes.
If I shut my eyes, it all disappears.
If I wish hard enough, I can wish it all away.
As of this moment... Right now, Danny...
These are the 19303 again
with all the charm and romance
all the gaiety.
That was a carefree world, Danny,
and I'm gonna make it that way again.
You can't! It's nostalgic,
it's nice, but it's not true. It's phony.
It doesn't have to be phony.
If I wish hard enough, it doesn't have to be phony.
Darling, we'll give a party.
We'll invite all my friends.
You tell them I'm still here
and what it's like here.
Tell Jerry hearndan
Steve black, Paul nader...
Tell them, Danny.
Barbara, this is ridiculous.
Have you forgotten?
Paul nader's been dead for five years.
Jerry hearndan lives in Chicago.
Steve black hasn't been around for 15 years.
And if I could get them, what kind of a party
do you think I can invite them here?
Don't you understand what you're doing?
You've built yourself a graveyard here.
You keep wishing for things that are dead!
All for you.
With I o ve, from me.
Sally, is she all right?
I wish I could tell you, Mr. Weiss,
but I don't see her anymore.
Sometimes her bed's not even slept in.
She just stays in that room all the time,
day and night.
A couple of times when I've gone in there...
I tell you, I don't want you to think
I've gone out of my mind or something...
But I swear to you, I see her up on that screen.
Now, Sally, don't, please.
Don't upset yourself.
There'll be a gentleman by in a little while...
A Mr. Hearndan.
Jerry Hearn Dan?
Who played opposite miss Trenton?
He's in town on a business trip,
and I thought it might be good for her to see him.
Take him into the study when he comes.
Barbara, I t's me, Danny.
Can I come in, please?
Danny, please go away!
Oh, Barbara, plea se.
I've got something important to tell you.
What's the matter?
Don't like the merchandise?
The merchandise is beautiful
but it looks a little tired,
like it hasn't slept in a couple of weeks
and could use some fresh air and sun.
It's quite happy. Thank you for the weather report
and the door's the same one you came in.
A friend's coming to see you today.
Friend?
Oh, I thought all my friends were dead,
retired or forgotten.
You told me that yourself.
Ah, but this one's an old friend.
He's in town and he'd love to see you.
Tell him I'm not receiving this year.
I t's je rr y hea rnda n, ba rba ra.
Jerry?
Jerry!
Where is he?
He's in town on business.
I happened to meet him at the hotel.
He asked about you, asked if he could come to see you
and I took the Liberty.
Oh, I must look awful.
Oh, darling,
when he gets here,
take him into the study.
I've got to do my face, change.
He'd love you if you came down in sackcloth, but go ahead.
I'll hurry.
It's been a long time, Barbara Jean.
A lot of water over the dam.
Yes.
Isn't it odd
we always picture people the way they were,
never as they really are?
Funny. I thought you'd be in here
in an officer's uniform, or white tie, tails,
with a champagne glass.
That's how I thought you'd be.
That was 20 years ago.
I even had some crazy idea
that we'd do another picture together again.
No, Barbie, I gave that up long ago.
That went down the drain with my youth.
You don't act anymore?
What do you do?
I run a string of supermarkets
outside of Chicago.
A string of supermarkets?
Mm-hmm.
Outside of Chicago?
That's nice.
He's the one I expected.
He's the one I wanted to have come and see me.
But he's dead now.
Dead like all the others.
Barbie. Barbie, please.
Go awa y, both of you!
Please go away!
Go away!
Goodbye, Barbara Jean.
Goodbye, my dear.
There you are, Jerry.
There you are.
You look so young.
So wonderfully young.
Who's the strange old man here a while ago
who said he was you?
Jerry...
I wish I could be there with you.
I wish I could be up there with you.
I wish.
Oh, how I wish.
I wish.
Miss Trenton?
I've brought you a little snack, dear.
Wouldn't you like some coffee?
Who shut it off?
I... I did.
An hour ago.
And then I called you.
Have you looked in her room?
That's the first place I checked.
Then I went to every room in the house.
She's not here.
At least not in the way that...
She's not here the way you and I are.
You're gonna run it, Mr. Weiss?
Yes, Sally.
I'm gonna run it.
Darlings, it's so good to see you.
We're all ha ving dinner by the pool.
Please, everyone outside.
Oh, s te ve.
Pa ul.
Jerr y.
Barbie!
Please! Come ba ck, Barbara!
Barbie, it's me, Danny.
Barbie, come ba ck!
Pl ea se, ba rbie!
Barbie!
Come back, Barbie!
To wishes, Barbie,
to the ones that come true.
To the wishes tha t oome true...
To the strange, mystic streng th of the human animal
who can take a wishful dream
and give it a dimension of its own.
To Barbara Jean tren ton, mo vie queen of another era,
who has changed the blank tomb of an empty projection screen
into a pri va te world.
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