It’s 11:30, do you know where your sofa, chair and bookcase are? If you are Natalie, they are piled up in front of the door. She next goes for the phone. It is connected to the wall by some sort of cord, though, so she instead uses it to make a call looking for her husband Michael. Even without Caller ID, he is able to avoid her call. Shortly thereafter, Natalie does get a call from Michael. He got a room at a hotel after they had a fight.
Natalie seems crazy as she says that someone is coming to get her. And that he said he was going to “close her account” which seems a little too metaphorical even if she is being threatened by a rogue CPA.
Michael foolishly asks her what happened, when did it start, triggering a flashback. Seems like just 2 weeks ago . . .
Natalie gets a letter from a new bank in the neighborhood seeking “prompt, reliable depositors.” They have no cash to spare, but apparently in the 1950’s people personally followed up on every piece of junk-mail, so she visits the bank.[1]
She meets the temporally-named Mr. Tickton, the bank president, who assures her there has been no mistake. This is a different kind of bank. Besides actually being solvent, it takes deposits of time rather than money. For example, one customer found a new route to work so was able to bank a few extra minutes every day. Many other male depositors cut their foreplay time in half. Kudos to Tickton for being honest with Natalie, telling her that the bank staff is not of this world.
Their world is a million light years away with a civilization much like our own . . . except they are able to travel a million light years. Their society has begun to crumble and decay; so I am starting to see the resemblance. Their society needs this extra time to rebuild. After depositing a minute here and an hour there over the years, Natalie would receive back her saved time plus interest at the end of her life in order to be a more prolonged burden on her children. It could be years!
Natalie gets fanatic about saving time — doing her housework more quickly, skipping lunch, avoiding friends, getting rid of Michael’s dog. Natalie’s efficiency and dog-napping are too much for Michael — he walks out on Natalie. After Michael drives off, Mr. Tickton makes a house-call.
He has come with bad news. The transference of time back to his people is not going fast enough. Cosmic pressure and nebula gasses have made drastic action necessary. Natalie’s account is being closed, and the fine print of the agreement allows them to “borrow” all the time remaining in her life. She will die at midnight, but get to keep the toaster for opening her account.
Tickton shows up punctually that night to collect Natalie’s time. There is some ambiguity in the way she is killed, but it was appropriately set-up . . . just not worth detailing.
Kind of a goofy premise, but the kind of high-concept nonsense I like in my 1950’s sci-fi. Tickton was suitably creepy and the bank was pretty surreal. For a change, the lack of budget was perfect for the stark set design.
I rate it 20 out of 24 hour.
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- [1] To be fair, junk mail in the 1950’s would not have required a trip to Nigeria to meet the Prince.
- Natalie (Sylvia Sidney) played Mama Carlson on WKRP.
- Mr. Tickton was portrayed by Robert H. Harris, last seen in The Safe Place.
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Bill suggests to his young son Walt that it is time to go to bed, and that it might be better to go now rather than wait for his “old lady” to say so. Walt is engrossed in his studies but takes the time to help his old man [1] with a physics problem.
After Rose goes to visit her mother, Bill goes up to Walt’s room. He is reading one of those books with the strange markings. Walt shows his father the book and he too can read the odd language. I don’t know what the text’s symbols are, but I’d hate to try to board an airplane with it [3]. Walt says he got the book from the titular Children’s Room at the library. Bill remembers seeing no such room.
The next week, Rose chews Bill out for going out the last five nights. Last night, she followed him to the library. Maybe he is into the
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Ol’ Cap Zanser is telling 12 year old Sally Burgess tall tales about Dune Rollers. They are flaming hoop snakes that roll along with their tail in their mouth, taller than a man can reach. Cap attributes the high number of deaths on this island to that fabled creature. The fact that this is called Lightning Island and not Flaming Hoop Snake Island seems to undermine his theory a little.
Sam shows Dr. Burgess his rocks and is stunned to see the two rocks that he filed have fused into one pointy stone, and that the weight is now double the two stones combined. Burgess theorizes that the stones are a mineral from a meteor. The fragments are trying to recombine into the original rock.
Instead of the usual commercial for Kreisler Watchbands, this episode has a bizarre break where a man gives the mission statement of the series. “The stories may seem improbable but are they impossible? Nobody really knows. We do know the universe that surrounds us is an enormous mystery. Our stories try to break through the barrier of life as we know it through discovery and our imaginations what life beyond may be like.” And if you understand that last sentence, you should be working for the NSA.
The very end should have had one of those horror movie question marks at the end. We pan to see a glowing dune roller. But is it a large fragment from the blast? Is it another one? The
Dr. Burroughs, his son Roy, and Roy’s fiancee Laura and are heaving over the side of a boat. No wait, they are searching the sea with flashlights.
Hearing a commotion on deck, they rush up. They believe they see a meteor, but it starts zig-zagging before it crashes into the sea. Burroughs orders the ship’s diver to go down and take a look, but he refuses because he is 
The sponsor is still Kreisler Watch bands. Their new jeweled band will be popular with the ladies because ladies “love jewels from their forehead to their fingertips.” What? But on to the show . . . .
Vic finds the locals afraid to discuss the reported flying saucer. He comes back to his room to find the old geezer going through his stuff. He has learned Vic’s true identity — an army pilot who was grounded for talking too much about flying saucers.
He goes with the geezer to see a flying saucer. The geezer takes him to a shack, but the occupant disappeared after seeing the saucer. After he goes to look for the saucer, Ginny tells a confidant that there are too many people on their literal alien tails.