The Twilight Zone

You unlock this door with the key of imagination.

Beyond it is another dimension-

a dimension of sound,

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.

Hello?

I'm sorry, i didn't hear.

The thunder.

Hello?

Who's on the line, please?

Hello?

Hello?

Miss elva keene

lives alone on the outskirts of london flats,

a tiny rural community in maine.

Up until now, the pattern of miss keene's existence

has been that of lying in her bed

or sitting in her wheelchair reading books,

listening to a radio,

eating, napping, taking medication

and waiting for something different to happen.

Miss keene doesn't know it yet

but her period of waiting has just ended,

for something different is about to happen to her,

has, in fact, already begun to happen

via two most unaccountable telephone calls

in the middle of a stormy night.

Telephone calls routed directly through

the twilight zone.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Up early this morning.

What's the matter with her?

No answer?

Obviously.

I imagine they're pretty busy there

this morning with the storm and all.

Oh, miss finch?

This is elva keene speaking.

Yes, miss keene, can i help you?

You can.

Last night about 2:00 a.m.

My telephone rang.

I answered it, but no one spoke.

I didn't even hear the receiver being put down.

Not even a dial tone, just silence!

Well...

the same thing happened

a few moments later.

Well, miss keene,

that storm just about ruined our service.

We've been flooded with complaints

about fallen wires and bad connections.

I'd say you're pretty lucky your telephone works at all.

Would you say someone was trying to call me

and the connection was bad because of the storm?

That's as good an explanation as any right now, miss keene.

I'm sorry, i wish i could be of more help

but, oh, the way things are right now!

Well, is it likely to happen again?

Well, i couldn't say, miss keene, it might.

It depends on what's causing it, of course.

If it does, though, you just call me

and i'll have a special check run on it.

Will you do that?

Oh, very well.

Good. I'll wait to hear from you, then.

Good-bye, miss keene.

Good-bye.

Margaret?

Yes, miss keene?

Did you call me last night?

At 2:00 in the morning?

Huh, no, ma'am, not me.

Well, you might have checked.

But i don't pay you for nights, do i?

Here's your mail, miss keene.

Oh, thank you.

An advertisement.

Another advertisement.

The light bill.

Oh, how stimulating.

You just heard from your sister

a few days ago, didn't you?

Three weeks.

Three weeks and two days

to be exact, margaret.

Has it been that long?

Yes, it has.

Nobody cares whether i live or die.

Oh, sure, they do, miss keene.

You don't understand.

You don't know what it's like to be alone.

Oh, now, miss keene.

Hello?

Hello?

Margaret?

Come here, quickly.

What is it, miss keene?

There's nobody on the line.

Listen, listen.

See if you can hear the sound

of a receiver being put down.

Not a thing.

Wait!

Oh, well, it doesn't matter.

I'll call miss finch

and have them check on the line.

You really think it's necessary?

Yes, i do.

Am i to have calls like this coming in all the time?

But if it's a breakdown, they'll fix it.

There we are.

All comfy?

Thank you.

Don't let those calls upset you, miss keene.

I'm sure whatever the trouble was

the repairmen have it fixed by now.

Oh, why not leave the receiver off the hook?

Then whoever it is can't call...

though i'm sure nobody will.

Thank you.

I'll see you in the morning, miss keene.

Good night. Good night.

Hello?

What?

Who's there?

Who's on the line?

Who is it?

Who's there?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Miss keene, are you sure it was someone saying "hello"?

It could've been...

i tell you it was someone.

The same one who kept listening to me saying "hello"

over and over again without answering back.

The same one who kept making those horrible noises.

You have no idea though whether it was a man or a woman?

I've already told you there's no way of knowing.

It might be either one.

And you're positive it wasn't someone on your party line?

Oh, don't you think i don't know the people on my party line?

Oh, sure you do, miss keene.

Of course you do.

Well, i'll, um, i'll have a man check your line

as soon as possible.

The crews are pretty busy right now

on account of the storm, but...

but what am i to do if this... person calls again?

Try to get their name, if you can.

If you do that, why, we can take immediate action, you see.

Yes.

What did she say?

Nothing.

It's obvious she doesn't believe a word i told her.

Oh, now.

So far as she's concerned,

i'm just a nervous old biddy

falling prey to my imagination.

But she's find out differently.

I shall just keep on calling her and calling her

until she does.

If i don't let them call,

i... i shall never find out who it is.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

Hello?

Who is calling?

Hello?