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.
Well, hello there.
How are you?
You're new here, aren't you?
You're visiting, is that it?
Just visiting someone in the building?
You're a quiet one, aren't you?
Not much to say, is that it?
Well, I'm kind of an expert on children.
Quiet ones, noisy ones. All kinds.
I teach school.
I know.
I know all about you.
You do?
Well, how about a cup of hot chocolate?
That's the first thing I usually make
when I come home from school.
A cup of nice hot chocolate.
I know.
But you don't like marshmallows, do you?
You're right, I don't.
I don't either.
Here we are.
We ought to tell your mother where you are.
We wouldn't want her to be worried.
That won't be necessary.
Well, I'll just put the milk on.
I'm in no hurry.
Month of November, hot ohooola te
anda small cameo of a child's fa ce
imperfe c t onl y in its solemnity.
And these are the improba bl e ingredients to a human emo tion.
An emotion, sa y, like fear.
But in a moment, this woman, Helen foley,
will realize fear.
She will understand what? tare the proper ties of terror.
A little girl will lead her by the hand
and walk with her into a nightmare.
There you are.
I hope it isn't too rich.
No, it's fine. I'm glad it isn't too hot.
I don't much like very hot things.
I don't blame you.
Of course you don't.
You got burnt once.
Tha t scar, right below your elboi/I/.
You remember?
Of course I remember.
How did it happen?
Well, actually, I don't remember.
A lot of things I don't recall
at a certain age.
Something happened to me then.
I'm not sure exactly what it was.
There are some things I'm rather vague about.
I know that.
I know that very well.
I know all about you.
Don't you remember?
Yes, I remember that you said that.
Do people look familiar to you sometimes?
What do you mean?
I mean, when you pass people on the streets
or see them ina bank
or they walk by you
do theylook familiar to you?
Sometimes.
Today?
Yes, toda y.
Did someone go by you today
who looked familiar?
Really?
It's not polite to contradict people.
I told you tha t I didn't.
Did you remember?
Yes.
Yes, there was someone.
Outside the school when you were crossing the street
there wasa man ina car.
There was a man in a car.
He stopped for a red light.
I looked at him through the windshield.
And you recognized him.
No, I didn't recognize him.
Well, he... he looked so...
So familiar to you.
He made you frightened, didn't he?
Of course he did.
What are you talking about?
I know he looks familiar
and I know he frightens me just like he frightens you.
Who are you?
What's your name? Where are you from?
I live around here and I have a nickname.
People call me markie.
That's not my real name
but that's what people call me.
Markie! Did you hear?
Yes, I heard! Markie.
It's a very pretty name.
Is that all you've got to say?
It's a very cute name.
What more did you want me to say?
Nothing.
I just thought...
Feeling warm?
Yes.
It is a bit warm, don't you think?
I don't think so.
I think it's very comfortable.
Someone's coming!
We're not the only people on the floor.
I know that but, whoever's coming is coming here.
I'm going out the back door.
I don't want to be here.
Honey, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Yes, there is. Good-bye.
I'll come back later.
Yes?
Miss f ole y?
Miss Helen foley?
Yes, who is it?
It's Peter selden, miss foley.
I don't know whether you remember me or not
buti knew your mother very well.
Do you remember me?
You do look familiar.
Didn't I see you...
In front of the school?
Yes, that's right.
I was stopped for a red light.
I thought you looked at me a little oddly.
Do you mind if I come in for a moment?
No, please do.
Been a lot of years, miss foley.
18 or 19 to be exact.
Won't you sit down?
Thank you.
I've got you stumped, huh? It's no wonder.
You were a little girl at the time.
Couldn't have been more than 10 or 11.
I used to work for your mother.
Sel den.
Any bells yet? Peter selden.
I do seem to recall.
I'd heard that you...
Well, after the... Tragic thing happened
you were ill for a long time.
Were you ever able to recall
exactl y what? t it was tha t...
Well, what I mean is, miss foley,
you drew a blank after that evening.
I wonder if it ever came back to you.
Oh, only vague, disjointed things. That's all.
You were in the room when it happened.
What happened?
I suffered a kind of a shock.
A trauma, the doctors called it.
And after I recuperated, I moved to Chicago
and I lived with an aunt.
I've only been back here a year or so. I teach school now.
Yes, I heard that.
Well, I was just passing through town on business
and someone pointed you out to me
and I wanted to stop and just say hello.
You say you worked for my mother?
Yes, I worked for her almost a year.
I don't seem to recall.
I handled some of her investments for her
a t the time.
Selden, you say?
Tha t's right, selden.
Well, it's wonderful to see you grown up the way you have.
Just as beautiful as you were
when you were a little girl.
I had quite a crush on you.
I lived in the same apartment building.
I heard you screaming that night.
I was the first one to...
To find her.
Tra gic, terrible thing
your mother being killed like that.
And they never found the man who did it, did they?
Uh, no, I don't think they did.
Though I can't be sure.
There are so many things I Don't remember
tha t happened a t tha t time.
All I remember is
a kind of vague, nightmarish thing.
Waking up in my bed hearing my mother scream and...
And...
And seeing
this person.
This person, did you see his face?
Uh, no, I, I don't really...
I don't really know. I'm not sure.
That's one of the things I've forgotten
or a t least pushed out of my mind.
Are you here for a while, Mr. Selden?
No, I was just passing through.
Yes, you said that.
I forgot.
Would you like a cup of coffee or cocoa?
No, thank you.
What's the matter, miss foley?
That's odd.
I thought she'd finished her cocoa and,
here it is, untouched.
It is odd.
She's an odd little thing herself.
Who?
Little girl who was here.
Strangest little thing.
So solemn and wise and,
the only way I can describe her.
Well, I guess I'd better be going.
Have to ask her how she does the trick...
Sit there sipping cocoa
and leave a full cup.
Little markie.
Markie?
That's her nickname.
She wouldn't tell me her real name.
Little markie, that's what she calls herself.
That was your nickname, miss foley
when you were a little girl.
They called you markie.
Fl twinkle twinkle little star
fl how I wonder what? t you are
fl up above the world so high
fl likea diamond in the sky
fl twinkle twinkle little star
howi wonder what? t you are fl
Fl twinkle twinkle little star
fl how I wonder what? t you are
fl up above the world so high
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something wrong?
Oh, no nothing's wrong.
Except it's quite coincidental.
This little thing camping on my doorstep
and having the same name I did.
And that's odd, too.
Things are coming back to me.
I was called markie.
I haven't thought of that in years.
That's what people called me, wasn't it?
I'm sure that, given time
you'll remember a lot of things.
Didn't the doctors tell you
that memory of things would come back?
They didn't know.
Full of talents, our little markie.
How do you mean?
I mean her singing.
I don't hear anything.
Has she stopped?
I mean tha t.
What?
Her singing. Can't you hear her singing?
I, I guess your ears are better than mine.
She's stopped now.
Look, there's something I want to show you.
I can't understand you're not hearing her.
It was so plain.
It's a snapshot your mother gave me of you
when you were a little girl, see?
You were an exceptionally beautiful child.
And you look so like your mother.
Especially now.
So much like your mother.
I don't understand.
What, miss foley?
What don't you understand?
Fl twinkle, twinkle, little star,
fl howi wonder what? t you are.
Up above the world so high fl
Has that man left?
He left some time ago, markie.
It's rather late, you know, it's past your bedtime.
Don't you think you ought to go home? Your mother will be worried.
No. She won't be worried. I don't have a mother.
Not anymore.
Do you remember now about markie?
Do you, Helen?
Yes, I remember.
And the time you burnt your arm?
Do you?
You got a nasty burn right below the elbow.
Who are you? Wha t's your na me?
I want you to tell me who you are.
Tell me who you are
and where you're from and what your name is
and tell me now, understand?
I want you to tell me who you are!
You don't know?
You don't have any idea?
And you were doing so well, Helen.
You were starting to remember things.
Remember what things?
Familiar?
It's supposed to be me when I was your age.
But it's not me, markie.
It's a snapshot of you.
You still don't understand, do you?
Understand what?
That I'm you, Helen.
Understand now? I'm you... I amyou.
I'm you when you were 10 years old
when you were called markie.
I'm you, Helen, I'm you when you lived with your mother
in the apartment house.
I'm you when you were asleep
in your bed tha t night
and the man came into the house.
And he was arguing with mother downs tairs
and she tried to geta way
and she ran into your room
and the man caught her and he choked her.
Helen, remember?
He choked her.
Then he picked up something heavy
and he hit her on the head.
Then she fell.
And then you s creamed.
And the man looked a t you.
The man looked a t you.
Then you screamed so loud, Helen.
You screamed so I oud.
I want to bring you up to date.
You've been living with ignorance too long.
Please.
I want to impart some inf orma ti on
because it's obviousl y coming ba ck to you anywa y
and I want to be the very first.
That night, it was me in your bedroom.
I killed your mother.
There was trouble with the books.
I was pleading with her to cover for me
but your mother, rest her soul
was a particularly rigid, straight laced woman
who was going to inform on me.
When she ran into your bedroom I had to follow her.
Oddly enough, Helen, I'd have had to come after you next.
But your screams brought people there
and I had to get out in a hurry.
It wa sn't until la ter tha t I learned
tha t you had no recollection
of who was in the bedroom.
You blacked out the whole incident.
But you weren't neglected, Helen.
I've been keeping tabs on you.
Chicago, college, here.
I've been keeping tabs on you
because I knew one day
the pieces would fit together
that you'd start to remember things.
That's why I came back.
I had to come back
to take care of unfinished business.
You're the only person who knows
how your mother died.
Will she be all right, doc?
I've given her a sedative.
Do you have everything you need, lieutenant?
Yeah, I think so. It all ties in together.
She's a fortunate woman.
She'd be a homicide victim
if she were less fortunate.
What about that child she keeps talking about?
The child is her.
At least, she conjured up the child.
It was a part of her buried deep inside...
A memory, a recollection
and when it did that finally had to come out
it took the form of herself as a child.
Weird. Really weird.
The human imagination is often weird.
Sometimes it means salvation.
Fl twinkl e, twinkl e, little sta r,
fl how I wonder what? t you are
fl up above the world so high, likea diamond in the sky
fl twinkle, twinkle, little star,
howi wonder what? t you are. Fl
hello.
Hello, little one.
You want to know something?
Wha t?
You've got a lovely smile. Don't ever lose it.
Thank you.
My Dolly has a smile, too.
You both have lovely smiles.
Miss Helen foley, who has lived in night
and who will wake up to morning.
Miss Helen foley
who tooka dark spot from the tapestry of her life
and rubbed it clean, then stepped ba cka few pa ces
and gota good look at the twilight zone.
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