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The monsters are due on Maple Street.
Maple Street, U.S.A., late summer.
A tree-lined little world of front porch gliders, barbecues, the laughter of children, and the bell of an ice cream vendor. At the sound of the roar and the flash of light, it will be precisely 6:43 P.M. on Maple Street...This is Maple Street on a late Saturday afternoon. Maple Street in the last calm and reflective moment - before the monsters came.
Cindy: Steve what was that?
Steve: I guess it was a meteor honey.Came awful close didn’t it?
Cindy: Much too close
Sometime later…
Cindy: Steve, the power is off! I had the soup on the stove and the stove just stopped working.
Pete: I’ll cut across the backyard, see if the power is still on floral street(pete exits)(close-up on the hammer in pocket)
Steve: I’ll take a run downtown, maybe I can get it straightened out.
Tommy: Mr. Brand! Mr. Brand please don’t leave here you might not even be able to get to town. It's just like the story I read about. They're alien monsters disguised as humans and they cut off the power to trap us. it was that way in the story, nobody could leave. They sent 4 people a mother and a father and 2 kids who look just like humans but they weren’t...
(Cut to car)
Neighbour 1: My car started somehow.
Neighbour 2: Where is Goodman? He never did come out to look at that. Thing that flew overhead. HE wasn’t even interested.
Charlie: He always was an oddball.
Neighbour 2: Then why didn’t he come out with the rest of us to look?
Charlie: What do you say we go ask him?
Steve: Wait a minute! Now let’s not be a mob!
Goodman: What’s happening?
Neighbour 1: Well maybe you better tell us!
Confusion ensues
Neighbour 3: You always seem suspicious Goodman.
Charlie: OH WAIT A MINUTE! Wait a minute, let her talk. Go ahead explain why.
Neighbour 3: Well a couple of time I’ve come out on my porch and I’ve... I’ve seen Goodman here, standing in his yard just looking up at the sky. As though he was looking for something.
Goodman: You scared frightened rabbits you! You’re sick people do you know that? And you don’t even know what you’re starting here because let me tell you you’re starting something here that.... that’s what you should be frightened of!
Neighbour 1: Now I think everything might as well come out no. Your wife has been doing a little talking Steve, about some of the odd things you’ve been doing.
Steve: Go ahead, what has my wife said? Let’s get it all out. Let’s pick out every idiosyncrasy of every man, woman and child on this whole street! You’re all set to find a scapegoat! You’re all desperate to point some kind of finger at a neighbour!
Neighbour 1: Well there’s no need getting so upset Steve
Tommy: It’s the monster, it’s the monster!
A humanoid is spotted steadily approaching the group
Neighbour 1: Use this...
Steve: What? A shotgun?! Would somebody think a thought or any - what good is a shotgun?
Charlie: You want to talk Steve? You want to talk us right near a grave. You got whatever it is walk right over us would you? Well some of us won’t.
BLAM!!! Charlie Fires the shotgun
Steve: It’s Pete Van Horn...
Neighbour 3: Charlie you killed him!
Charlie: How was I supposed to know who he was? I didn’t know.
Naighbour 3: Look! Charlie, Charlie the lights just went on in your house.
Neighbour 4: It’s Bob Weaver’s house!
Neighbour 5: It isn’t Bob Weaver’s place! It’s Don’s house!!
Steve: What’s the matter with you people, now stop!
Neighbour 6: Stop it!!!
Ext. Cliffside - Night
Alien 1: Understand the procedure now? Throw them into darkness for a few hours and then, sit back and watch the pattern. They pick the most dangerous enemy they can find, and it’s themselves.
Alien 2: Then I take it this place... is not unique.
Alien 1: By no means.
The crew return to their vessel
Alien 1: Their world is full of maple streets, and we’ll go from one to the other and let them destroy themselves.
The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes , prejudices. For the record, prejudices can kill and a thoughtless frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own. And the pity of it is that these things cannot be confined... to the twilight zone.
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