You are about to enter another dimension,
a dimension not onl y of sightand sound, but of mind.
A journey into a wondrous land of ima Gina tion.
Your next stop, the twilight zone.
May I show you something?
No, that's...
Not what I'm looking for.
Going up, ma 'am.
Um, housewares?
That would be the mezzanine, ma'am.
What in particular were you looking for?
Uh, thimbles.
Gold thimbles. You had them advertised.
That would be specialties, ma'am.
The ninth floor.
I'm not accustomed to such service.
Ma'am?
There were a whole lot of people
waiting for the elevator.
I seem to have a private one.
Well, this is an express elevator, ma'am...
To the ninth floor.
The others are all locals this time of day.
Express ele va Tor to the ninth floor
of a department store, carrying miss Marsha white
on a mos t prosa io, ordinary, run-of - the -mil I erra nd.
Ninth floor.
There must be some mistake.
There's nothing here.
Miss Marsha white, on the ninth floor,
special ties department, looking for a gold thimble.
The odds are tha t she'll find it.
But there are even better odds tha t she'll find something else
because this isn't justa department store.
This happens to be...
The twilight zone.
Was someone helping you?
Can I show you something?
Oh, why, yes.
I was looking for a gold thimble...
A gift for my mother.
A gold thimble.
I think we have something you'd like.
This way, please.
How about this?
It's 14-karat gold
and quite distinctive- looking, I think.
Don't you?
Uh, yes.
Yes, I think this will do.
This is a charge?
Is this a charge, miss?
Uh, I beg your pardon.
A charge?
No. No, I'll pay for it.
You want it gift wrapped.
Yes, please.
No, on second thought,
I'll wrap it myself.
Miss...
That's 22.80 plus tax.
$25 even.
Now that's odd.
What is, Marsha?
Well, you haven't any merchandise
here at all, except the thimble,
except the very thing I needed.
The whole floor, it looks so empty and...
You called me Marsha.
Did I? I'm sorry.
That was forward of me.
I apologize.
How did you know my name?
I've probabl y seen you
around the store.
No, you haven't.
I've never seen you.
Now, look, I don't wanna make a big thing out of this
but what kind of a place is this?
All I want is one small item, a gold thimble.
I come up on a floor
that hasn't a single thing
except what I'm looking for.
You may be more sophisticated, but this I call odd.
Plea se come again.
Any time.
Thank you.
Miss white?
Are you happy?
I beg your pardon?
Am I what? Am I happy?
Forgive me, but that's really none of your business.
Really? It's none of my business.
All right, miss white, suit yourself.
It's none of my business.
Going down.
Well, did you find what you were looking for?
As a matter of fact, I did.
Also as a matter of fact, it was the only thing for sale
on that floor.
Somebody ought to call an efficiency expert,
one entire floor devoted to the sale
of a single gold thimble?
An extremely oddball saleslady
somebody ought to look into.
This is scratched.
Well, I didn't notice that before.
I can't send this to my mother.
It's scratched, and it's dented too.
Look. Look here.
Complaints, third floor.
Look at this thing!
It's scratched
and it looks as if somebody stepped on it.
Third floor, complaints.
Well, I distinctly told her that all the gold thimbles
that we have are in gifts.
And that if the item were damaged,
we would certainly make it good
either by replacement or refund.
I distinctly told her that, Mr. Sloan.
Then what is the problem, Mr. Armbruster?
The customer claims that she didn't get the item in gifts,
that she got it in another department.
Mr. Armbrust...
Just tell her to take it back
to the department where she purchased the item.
That's just the point.
She has some idiotic story about having purchased
a gold thimble on the ninth floor.
Ninth fl oor.
Mr. Armbrus ter,
I trust you informed the lady
that this store has no ninth floor.
I have tried desperately,
I really mean desperately to acquaint her with this fact
but she still insists that she was taken
to the ninth floor and waited on
by a rather odd woman.
An odd woman yet. Hm.
A personality trait that she would be
particularly knowledgeable about.
Well, anyway, this woman who allegedly waited on her...
Never mind, armbruster. I'll talk to her.
Yes, yes,
well, she's waiting right outside, sir.
Miss white, this is our manager, Mr. Sloan.
Perhaps I can help you, miss white.
Perhaps you can. This thimble...
It's dented and scratched.
Well, it most assuredly is.
Now, why don't you take it back
to the gift department and...
I just explained it,
I did not purchase this in the gift department.
I was taken up to the ninth floor.
That's what makes it so difficult to understand.
You see, we don't have a ninth floor.
I was taken to the ninth floor.
I was waited on by a very odd woman.
I paid cash.
Your receipt?
My receipt?
I didn't get a receipt
but I paid cash.
I gave her a 20-dollar bill and a 5-dollar bill.
She gave me this thimble and I...!
There she is! There's the woman who waited on me. Miss?
Miss, I wonder if you'd...
Well, well, how is she?
She'll be all right, Mr. Armbruster.
She was just frightened, that's all.
What about this delusion of hers?
I don't know, I didn't talk to her.
But she's resting now.
I think, maybe even gone to sleep.
Hmm. Well, tell her we're closing.
Tell her to come back tomorrow
and we'll get her a replacement
or refund or anything else she wants.
Miss pettigrew, we're closing up now.
What I'd like to give her is a bus ticket.
A one-way bus ticket
to any department store west of Cleveland.
Preferably Chicago or Los Angeles or Honolulu.
Miss pettigrew, did you hear me?
We're closing up noi/I/I
Miss k/e vers.
You ha ve a customer.
Hurry, plea se.
All right, I'm coming.
Somebody?
Please, I'm locked in here.
Uh, anyone?
I need some help.
Anyone?
Please?
Marsha.
Marsha?
Marsha.
Who do you think you're fool/ng, Marsha?
Come on, DEA r.
Climb off it.
You remember, Marsha.
You know who you are.
Marsha?
You remember, Marsha.
Climb off it.
Come on, dear.
Oh, no!
Now, Marsha, dear.
You'll forgive an observation
but you're acting like a silly child.
Come now, Marsha.
Think now.
Concentrate.
Remember now?
All of us will try and help you.
We'll help you concentrate.
Remember now?
Coming back to you?
That's odd.
That's really odd, but suddenly, I seem to...
Remember. Coming back now, is it?
I'm a mannequin.
That's what I am, I'm a mannequin.
And it was my turn...
Your turn to leave us for a month.
Becoming much clearer now, isn't it?
You left us for a month
and you lived with the outsiders.
But you were due back yesterday
and you didn't show up.
You know, Marsha, that's very selfish.
All of us wait our turn
and we simply do not overstay it.
Now. It was my turn starting last night.
I'm one day delayed already.
But of course.
Of course, I'm sorry.
I forgot.
When you're on the outside, everything seems so normal.
As if...
As if what, Marsha?
As if we were like the others.
Like the outsiders.
Like the real people.
Well, no serious harm done.
Well, I'll see you all in a month.
Take good care of yourselves.
Have a ball.
And you'll all miss me?
Oh, yes!
And you won't tear the place apart?
And you'll all be here when I get back?
Bye.
Did you enjoy yourself, Marsha?
Was it fun?
Ever so much fun.
Good morning, dear.
We're expecting $100 out of you today.
Keep your powder dry, darling.
Well, it will sell.
Morning.
Morning, ladies.
Here, here, break it up.
Back to your posts, girls.
It's 9:00!
Really.
Marsha white in her normal and na tural sta te.
A wooden lady witha painted face
who, one month out of the year,
takes on the characteristics of someone as normal
and as flesh and blood as you and I.
But it makes you wonder, doesn't it?
Just how normal are we?
Just who are the people
we nod our hell os to as we pass on the street?
A ra ther good ouestion to ask
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