Invasion of the Body Snatchers Page #3

These are blank.

Waiting for the final

finished face...

to be stamped onto it.

But whose face?

Tell me that.

We could all use a drink.

Bourbon all right?

Fine.

Not for me, thanks.

Miles, answer me.

Whose face?

I haven't the slightest idea...

have you?

How tall would you say

that thing is?

Oh, 5'10", thereabouts.

How much does it weigh?

It's pretty thin.

Maybe 140 pounds.

Jack's 5'10"

and weighs 140 pounds.

Ow!

Teddy, will you stop

talking nonsense?

I'm sorry, darling,

but it isn't nonsense.

Becky, you don't think

it's nonsense, do you?

Of course it is.

Jack's standing here

in front of you.

Of course I am,

bleeding to death.

Excuse me.

You know what?

I'm afraid you may live.

Here, this should fix it.

Miles,

shouldn't we call the police...

and have them take

that dead body out of here?

I'm afraid

it isn't just a dead body.

Thanks.

I wonder if...

What?

I wonder

if there's any connection.

What do you mean?

There's something

strange afoot in Santa Mira.

Dr. Kauffman calls it

an epidemic of mass hysteria.

Becky's cousin's got it,

for one.

She thinks that her uncle

and her aunt...

aren't her uncle and her aunt.

There's several cases

of such delusion.

This isn't you yet...

but there is

a structural likeness.

It's fantastic.

There must be some reason

this is here.

Would you be willing

to sit up...

and see what your friend's

next move is?

If nothing happens by morning,

call the police.

If something happens...

call me, will you?

You know I will.

Good night.

Take it easy.

Sure.

Nothing will happen.

Good night, Becky.

If it does...

it'll make a charming,

bloodcurdling mystery story.

I was careful

not to let Becky know...

but I was really scared.

Dan Kauffman's explanation

of what was wrong in town...

mass hysteria...

couldn't explain away that body

on Jack's billiard table.

Come in

while I turn the lights on.

You're a forward wench...

dragging me into a dark hallway

to be kissed.

I'm dragging you

into a dark hallway...

because I'm scared of the dark

tonight.

I'd better stay

and tuck you in.

That way lies madness.

What's wrong with madness?

Madness.

Now good night.

It's about time

you two got home.

Dad, what are you doing

in the basement this late?

Working in my shop.

Want a nightcap, doc?

No, thanks.

It's kind of late.

I'll take a rain check.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Miles.

Aaah!

Look, Jack!

It's you! It's you!

No, no!

You mustn't go near it!

Get out of here! Please!

Please!

Miles!

What happened, Jack?

Teddy says the thing

in our place is me...

right down

to the cut on my hand.

I didn't wait to look.

It's alive! It's alive!

The hand was cut and bleeding!

And the position

of the body had changed!

Here, here. Take this.

I'll call Danny Kauffman.

Hello?

Hello, Danny?

Yeah?

Something's happened.

I've got to see you.

Will you get over here fast?

It's important.

Oh...OK.

He's on his way.

I'll make some coffee

and be right with you.

Good deal, Miles.

Thanks.

What about Becky?

Do you think she's all right?

Dad, what are you

doing in the basement this late?

Working in my shop.

I don't know what it was...

call it a premonition...

but suddenly, I had the feeling

that Becky was in danger.

I had to get to her

as quickly as possible.

I was going

to ring the bell...

but then I had a hunch

I'd better be careful.

Something was wrong

in this house.

Becky.

Becky!

Becky!

Miles, will you tell me

what happened?

The same thing.

I found another one...

in the cellar

at Becky's house...

coming to life

while I stood there watching it.

It was Becky.

Yeah? I want to see

one of these bodies.

All right.

You're going to bed,

and you're staying with her.

Put on your clothes.

We'll go to Jack's first.

Got any coffee around here?

Yeah.

You'll find some in the kitchen.

He doesn't believe me, Beck.

He will.

Somebody's playing games!

Rough ones.

There's a blood spot.

What you saw was the body

of a murdered man.

Did you examine it carefully?

Yes.

I don't know

what's happened to it.

It wasn't an ordinary body.

There wasn't a mark on it.

I checked it, too.

Not a scratch.

You can kill a man...

by shoving an ice pick

into the base of his brain...

leaving a puncture so small

the naked eye can't see.

You're ignoring the fact

this wasn't a normal body.

What about the hand

Teddy mentioned?

I heard lots of things

Teddy said and none made sense.

Hold on, pal.

I was here, too.

So was Miles.

Look, we took his fingerprints.

Look at that.

Tell me why it didn't have any.

He didn't want any,

so he took them off with acid.

Stop trying

to rationalize everything.

We have a mystery on our hands.

Sure. A real one.

Whose body was it,

and where is it now?

A completely normal mystery.

Whatever it is, it's well within

the bounds of human experience.

Don't blow things

out of proportion.

I wouldn't if I hadn't

looked in Becky's cellar.

How do you explain the body

I saw there?

I don't think you saw one.

And the body here?

I know you saw it.

Three others saw it, too.

But I dreamed up

the second one?

Doctors can have

hallucinations, too.

The mind is a strange

and wonderful thing.

I'm not sure it'll ever be able

to figure itself out.

Everything else, maybe--

from the atom to the universe--

everything except itself.

Nevertheless,

I saw Becky's double...

and the body that we saw here...

bore an uncomfortable

resemblance to Jack.

Mighty uncomfortable.

Let's go to Becky's

and have a look.

Where's your

girlfriend's double?

OK, skeptic,

lift the lid.

There's a body here,

all right.

-It's Becky's double.

-It sure is.

Take another look.

Now you see it,

now you don't.

It was there--

half-hidden by that blanket.

You said

you saw it there just now.

I thought I did.

Why did you come here

tonight?

You'd seen a dead man

at Jack's...

an average-sized man.

The face in death

was smooth and unlined...

bland in expression,

which often happens.

You had just become aware...

of a curious, unexplainable,

epidemic mass hysteria.

Men, women, and children

suddenly convinced themselves...

that their relatives weren't

their relatives at all...

so your mind

started playing tricks...

and reality became unreality.

The dead man became

Jack's double in your eyes.

Come off it, Dan.

I know

it's all hard to believe...

but these things happen--

even to witch doctors like me.

I saw her here!

She was real!

You saw her

in every tiny detail...

as vividly as anyone

has ever seen anything...

but only in your mind.

Danny, talk all night,

but you're not convincing me.

What are you doing in my cellar?

Using it for an office.

These gentlemen are patients...

badly in need

of psychiatric treatment.

They've been having nightmares.

If you're drunk,

you'd better sober up quick.

The police are coming.

No, we're not drunk.

Nothing that simple.

Pull up a chair.

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