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Thank you so much for watching, and I'll see you in the next video, and I'll see you in the next video, and I'll see you in the next video. In the future, after the population has exploded, when the earth is no more than a smooth shell, people will live inside the earth in a uniform honeycomb of rooms. All of their needs will be provided for, and they will live their lives in these rooms from birth to death. These rooms will be their home. In the future, they will live their home, and they will live their home.
Don't worry, I'm not. I made the best case possible. But what if they say no? They can't. They could. They've got so much to worry about the population of the whole system. They might not get around to us here on earth for another year. They have to. I petitioned in the proper order. Our application will come up right in its place in the communication street. We've learned our points. Roy, don't think. This is the longest night I've ever spent. We'll know by noon.
Roy, if they say no, I can't be responsible for what I might do. I'm responsible for you, no matter what they say. Everyone is looking forward to the wedding. Ruth and Bert are studying the ceremony in secret. And if they let us marry, they might even let us... There's one thing at a time. Don't you think everyone here wants a child? It would be a pleasure to all of us. It would make me so happy. I wouldn't give. Try to sleep an hour. I'll try and sleep a year. You better get some rest. You won't be able to stay until you're the wedding. Oh, yes, I will. Thank you. Thank you. Mm-hmm.
All right. Mm-hmm. You're not awake yet. Yes, you are. Mm-hmm. Dream. We have a lot to do today. In a while. Do you know your lines? It's not till tomorrow. It's tomorrow now. Maybe it's next week. No hiding. Sleeping. I'll test you. Keep kissing. I'll scare you today.
I know that ceremony inside out. We'll see. The words are clear in my head as the day we first heard them. You're going to have to chew twice as much each day. Well, not again. I can't help it. I'm going to have to start soon too. Can't face it. One close look in the mirror and you will. I'm going to have to chew three hours a day to get that job. I can shape it. There's too much give here and here. That's where the main trouble is. Mm-hmm. All right. Look at those earlores. That would remind me. Is there an exercise for that? I'll have to call central control and see, but I can't imagine one. Mm-hmm. I think they've doubled in size. Maybe you could devise a formula for cartilage shrinking. Well, I might just give it a try.
Oh. Roy and Cynthia must be out of breath with worry. Even my chest is constricted. Oh. They'll get permission. I've been praying for it. We've all worked so hard with almost perfect efficiency. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Masha. Masha. Trade for Corbus. I saw you swallow your whole men's supply of transarene last night. How many? Four. You know, they'll put another pound on you. Only for hour or two. What about the others? Oh, they'll be so excited today they won't notice. You know, if they find out they'll put you against the wall. No, notice.
Sharon, why do you do this to yourself? Why do you? I don't think it'll be enough. I don't think it'll be enough. It'll get you past noon. I've never felt so mean in my life. Why don't you look at George? I have. He's a nice person. Marsha really is. What does somebody develop a loved is of? Marsha, you don't mean that. I do. I can't stand it. I am tired of feelings that I do not want. And I cannot do anything about it.
I know. I was in love with Roy two years ago. And he only had eyes for Cynthia. She's older than he is. That doesn't matter. John's older than I am. Well, she's a lot older. Because she doesn't look it. But he feels like bone. It'll be better. Once they're married, you'll find other things to dream on. Sharon, Sharon, what if it gets worse? What? 10, 1, 0, 1, 0, 1, 1, 1, 1, 0, 1, 0, 1, 0, 1, 0, 0, 0, 1. It's a day to day.
Oh, you have a heart. Can you see, can you be, are you free? Yes, we are free. Here in there, in the home of the world, where we live till we die. I long to come right. I'll be moving right. So proudly we face a whole soulless face. I'll be coming right. I'll be moving right. Nearly. Nearly.
Did you sleep? Yes. Deeply. I could feel it in your hand. I wish I could have gone with you. Tonight. The air is sweet today. It's going to be a lovely day. Too many feathers. What? What? You were saying. What? What did I say? You're still not awake. Well, I was first second one awake this morning. You're not awake. Of course I'm awake, I'm chewing. A moment too soon. Oh, Bert, will you feel the air today? Attention. Stand by for cleaning. Well, I wasn't finished sleeping.
I could sleep all day. You know, that cleaning machine doesn't do the job that it used to. Did you ever smell that sweetness? Does everyone breathe the same air? You know, the trillions of homes above us and below us and all around us? Of course, did you think we were the only ones? I knew everyone had a beautiful home like ours. It's just sometimes, Shami. I think we're the only people in the world. George, how can you say that after watching all that multimedia vision? My turn. It's never enough. I wish you'd sing it all. I will it the wedding. The theme for today is appreciation. Pay attention today to the positive facts of your health, your heads, your needs are met. You have necessary work.
Rejoice. The theme for today is appreciation. Never before in the history of man, have so many been so secure. Today, it is recommended that you actively enjoy your blessings. The theme for today is appreciation. When will they appreciate us? Today at noon, you'll see. I think it's my turn, Albert. Oh, one second more. Who has an airbar? Yeah. Thanks. Where does it all come from? It's the perspiration. It collects faster than dust. Especially when I'm nervous like man. Me too. Never before in the history of mankind, have we been on the brink of such optimism? George, I'm older than you are. I'm sorry, John. I was the air conditioner of our necessary oxygen. This event is our luxury. A gift.
Don't abuse the privilege. I didn't mean to get out of turn today. Try not to be impatient with your George, but why can't you keep a fact straight? It's been a fact all your life. I'm grateful for you pointing it out to me, really. Start exercising. Are you getting flabby between the ears? My ears? My ears? Wall members of home planet Earth. You must look ahead. Starting from the sphere where you now live. Our forefathers carried forth our seed so successfully. Now we have colonized and populated to capacity. All available planets in our solar system. We have done this quickly in terms of the length. It follows that our genius will enable us to reach another galaxy, rich in sympathetic solar systems. Spread the species of Homo sapiens on its second layer of adventure into the universe. Earth members look into your mirrors and salute our creative vision. Mama?
Show me. Your eyes. What's wrong? I've been slept a week. I couldn't. Roy, your eyes. I want your eyes. Your eyes are beautiful and it hurts me to see strain around them. I'll relax when I hear from central control. All right, I feel. I feel up to hear for you. It'll last me, Mama, and my nerves, if I'm ready. I know they're going to say it. I just know it. Sure, and you feel like Nora, you're putting on wages? No. No? It's anything I'm losing. I've waited so long to have it. Why can I get married, you think? Do you have an agreement with John or Joel? I'm working on it. Both? It's not easy to make up my mind. I hope you decide on John. Oh, I love his eyes. Sometimes they frighten me too. His imagination is so vast.
I can barely follow it sometime. Oh, I'm so happy today. I could be like you. Why you look sparkly? Oh, the day it's going to be. Show me, says I look tired. No. No, I can see below that. He's a fantastic glow deep in your eyes. I'd like that glow for me. Your turn will come. I know. I know. It's my turn next. I might as well donate all of my over to the storage bank. Marsh, marsh. I spent half the night concentrating on your behalf. Thanks, John.
The other half. Yes. I nearly got the equation. But John, what if you do find out where Miranda lives? I'd be supremely happy. But you can't be with her. If we could talk, we could send messages. I know you can't live with her. This is your home. Well, it would be enough to know where she is. I could hold her in my mind there. Wouldn't the girl you could hold in your arms be better? Cindy, I can't help loving Miranda. I didn't choose it. You could have share on a marsh that they're right here. Cynthia, I can't help it. I'm certain everything will go well today, Roy. Thanks to you and your work leader, Chef John. We've earned enough points to deserve a wedding. Well, it would have been a lot easier if they hadn't been calculated on some of the jeans and cromos they allowed in here. You feel as nervous as I do? Yes, but from happiness. Your girl will be my girl's head.
I know. And I'm happy. I just hope what. You won't want too much. Mother, Roy wants a baby as much as I do. Lovely, Roy. He's worked hard. We've all worked hard for his sake. For our sake, for a mission sake. But work's a pleasure. So many pleasures. My dear man came to me again. How did I learn to keep him near me every night in my dreams? I was fifty when we received permission to marry.
I'd never dared hope to have roof. My daughter. My blood. With the only members of our home with genuine blood ties. She is me. Living beside her, watching her with her husband, was the most difficult test of wildlife. But living near, being close. I wish I'd slept. I hope I'll know how to love her. I've got one small woman find so much fortune. And now life will be good for Roy to get out of one's tiny body to enter the soul of another.
Sometimes she is more me than I am. Was I ever so fierce? Mother. My mother. I'm savored. Am I bound together as no other member of our home? Touching me every night for the rest of my life. Breathe when he breathes. Move when he moves. Close him off now. Once and for all. But I can't. I can't. I love her.
I want so much for her. Strange who would flow is the one to another. I too want to be mother. When I be allowed, I too such a favor to be allowed in one lifetime. You know, I love Roy to have his own child. We've all worked so hard. I will continue all the power of love, unity, divine force from telling her mission. My dear man will stand beside me when I sing the wedding song. They've conditioned us to want nothing but what we have, but I'll find a way.
It's in my blood. I can't give it. I won't give it. My mother have felt so toward me. Hard to know. We're so skillfully puzzled out. A mix must stay mixed. But there is it once and ease and attention when when content plates once own blood outside the body. I'll risk my child feeling toward me like I feel toward my mother. It's worth it. It must be. How is a person so tangible such a mystery? Why do I feel so free? Good morning, the day.
Good work on concentration. Good grief. Marsha, it gives me a pain. Newfield developed for all body waste of apparition through pores. Due to new process, you'll be required to take fill only once a month Only once a month to keep skin extra clean, or is open and relaxed to facilitate evaporation, recommend skin cleaning time to extend it three to five minutes more per day. I would like a minute now and then it wasn't laid out for me. You wouldn't know what to do with it. It would be an epanic. Try me. Just try me. Eat Martian. I am not hungry. I want you to eat. We have a lot to do today. I want. The expedition for Andromeda Galaxy reports excellent sightings of several possible solar systems. How many? Listen. Strange event occurred on Space Station X-186 7043. That's new Saturn. An operative went to search. Today, at noon, from a big party director to a moment, from a mission.
Reading. We are working now. We look forward to testing this theory. To keep down tension and increase social cooperation, the best method is that of sensory fulfillment. One per week satisfies some individuals, others require one or more per day. The personal sensory fulfillment is safest insurance against yielding to the temptation to unsanction the unification. It is necessary for a peaceful life to stay in touch with one cell. That's not enough. I'm sorting out the news. A new conference with the scientifically held at Moon quarters of central control at the beginning of Sifin, the comets seem to disintegrate on its tail, but add a blood. Moon smashed. Blood all over the space station, vlogged in the planet Pluto, and soon water all members of our solar system. or ifying event was monitored by a massive air condition in his creative,
a veritable paradise on Venus, where food-filled production plants commander of the station tile for help with his last bestage of strength. The one who took his life is still rampaging and it is feared more maybe killed before Some factions are moving to have the offices of central control shifted to second. But many are against this because of the need to maintain the nursing emotional ties with our mother plant. Central control is directed to space patrol, to subdue the rampaging worker and take him alive for special stuff. Here is the only eyewitness report of the worker monitor who saw the last part of this terrible... I've never heard such sounds in my life. There's no precedent. The agony was hideous. Pounded his brain to a pump. The eyes popped out and bounced against the camera lens. I looked into an eye that no longer had a headache. Can't translate my report. I can only keep telling it. The blood is so wet.
I never saw so much wet in my life. Stay in contact. More to come. Terrible news. Unbelievable. A bad omen. Washer. Sorry. It jumped out. Must have been some compelling reason. Circumstance. Some sort of irrevocable reason. What reason could be strong enough to take the life of another? I wish it hadn't happened today. What? Didn't you hear? Roy, now they won't have time for us. Nine cents, they would have decided about us yesterday. He must be some sort of throwback. Maybe he'd just stop taking his pills. I don't recall this happening before. Not in my lifetime. Well, they have to destroy the man. I compound the error. I might do it again. Of course they'll have to examine him. Well, what if...
Yes. Never mind. I was just wondering if we won't take chances with that man. How did he do it? Stop it. You're letting fantasy run away with you. I even thought I sensed vindictiveness. My brother. Oh, I apologize. I guess my own fantasy is on the rise. Hey, Dick, do you forgive me? Perhaps they'll show us what he actually looks like. The reality of him might calm us all. I'm going to send a complaint. I have no right to make such a report. Well, I agree. Why not if it's the truth? We're entitled to know what's going on. It's immoral to display such brute action. It serves as a warning. We're not yet perfect. It's just that kind of truth that causes change reaction. And the old days, wars raged back and forth across the continents because of such displays and misunderstandings. We should be aware that such aberrations still exist. We'll be on guard. Maybe it has happened before. You're making too much out of it. The chances of it happening again with such well selected stock is the members of Earth are one in a billion trillion.
What if you had to kill? That can't happen? It happened. It happened on the space station. It wasn't a case of hat too. But not provocation. How do you know? It was clearly a case of paranoia throwback. Were you there? The report. You're so trust and job. There is no excuse or reason to take someone's life. Fair hasn't been a reported case of violent aggression for the past 200 years. How has it done? He strangled his leader, then bashed his head. A calling. What would you do if someone attacked you? I'd sue them. How? With reason. With love. With medication. What if someone attacked one of your loved ones? I'd stand in the way. And take the blows. It's better to go under a hand and lift one. Do you really believe that? Or is that a result of lifetime training?
I really believe that. But what if something happened to one of us and control left and you were threatened? It wouldn't happen. If it did, I'd suffer it. Mother. I mean it. I couldn't be that way. Who must be that way? I realize it's the ideal, but I can't help feeling there's something of acquiescence in it. You're young yet. You haven't had the time to think it all through. What if George tried to kill Marsha? Do you mean to tell me you'd stand by helplessly and allow it? It's not good to call upon fantasy. It couldn't happen. Everything is controlled. George is the sweetest, most gentle person we've ever known. What have you changed? What if a synapse didn't connect to misconnected? What would you do then? I resent this line of questioning.
It serves no constructive purpose. It has never happened. And if it did happen, I'd... What? What would you do? What would you do, Mother? You don't understand what I'm trying to tell you. Why are you trying to tell me? I would not take the life of another person. Even to save one of us. I don't know what's wrong with me. I guess to other people. Cry, cry all you want to, but stand up for your ideas. What would you... Would you? No. No. I... I... Couldn't... We've been brought out of the violent ages. It didn't happen today. Central control itself reported it. Perhaps it isn't true.
Perhaps it's a new way to test us. Oh, Ruth. She has a point. That may not be true. Then why all the detail? To make us re-examine ourselves. Our structure, our morality. You see already it stirred up a corrupt fantasy in us? A test. Another test. But the details were so vivid. The amount of time to choke out the life. The amount of time to final death. The description of the berserk. The protest. And mysteries. Constantly being set before us. To teach us to... To train us to keep us ranging ahead. That's even more upsetting than the fact of murder. Why? Who sets these tasks? What gives them the right? They earned a generation's ago. Where's Tilly following? That seems cynical to me. Oh. Though it's been difficult to train us. Don't you understand? To give us a range of choice? To help build moral strength? To achieve serenity? You're shaking, Mother.
What's happened to your serenity? Where do you like to it, please? During the barbaric ages, that's what a violence happened once every two and a half seconds. But not anymore. But not anymore. But not anymore. George, I said that. You're right. Oh. Oh. Oh. That's better. How complex we are. Even now. When I think of how a people had to cope with themselves, with only willpower at their disposal, with no sense of sharing, it's no wonder it took so many years to climb out of the swamp. But what an advance. It stupifies the imagination to recognize how many sacrifice to make us comfortable. That's better.
What a release. It must have been desperate to be alone in that wilderness with only one's animal self. No community. No help. No relief from internal turmoil. Dear Dear Beloved departed, you live with us in the serenity of our home. Your sacrifices have not gone uncharted. Your children are serene and stout-hearted to the nucleus of each and every chromosome. This is our home. The home we hope to make marvelous. The home you made possible for us.
Oh, man. Oh, man. Ramana. Ramana. Hari. Hari. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Oh, man. Where are our homes? What is our family?) Heavenly force for some universe of time For us between space. Today we join that Force. We join that Force. We accept our mission. ours mission. And reside in that Grace. I dreamed. I dreamed I was covered with feathers, but still I was a man, a strong muscular man who could
run around the earth three times without tiring. Each day before I set out to run, I sang to my wife. I'm running to that pretty place called Earth, my love, where the sky is blue above him. Water flows enough for all to drink, to swim, to float. I'm running to that pretty place called Earth, my love. We thank you, Bert. I dreamed our home was filled with water, water from the floor to the ceiling. But I didn't mind. We didn't mind. The water had changed us
into that extinct species called fish, but we each had our own face, so we didn't care. We thank you, Ruth. My dear Dad husband came to me and kissed me. He touched my neck and my back and I felt very happy. And then I woke up. We thank you, Shami. I nearly had the number of Miranda's room. I could make out the latitude. I could see her. I could see her sitting in a room wide awake and dreaming of me. We thank you, John. I went into a room, a million times bigger than this one. Every member of my family down through time was there. A voice commanded me to go to each one,
kneel, and wait for an answer. I wanted an answer. I went to each one and looked harder than to see what they would say, but nobody spoke. Then I knelt and waited in front of central control. I needed permission. I had to do that over and over again, kneel and look and nobody answered. We thank you, Cynthia. I didn't dream. Try again. I didn't sleep. I don't think I did. Tomorrow then, Marsha. It seemed to go on for years. The dream lasted centuries. I was in something green, something green and tall. I had to put my hands up like this to make
my way through all the green. Sometimes it scratched my legs. Sometimes it brushed my face. I stopped and rested. My left handbaked, I looked at it. There was a terrible red hole running from one side of my hand to the other. I could see the naked sinews and the gang there. Blue pus was gushing from the hole, and millions of ancient crawling things would drink the person. Then with sting me, I ran. I ran and screamed out for a needle. I screamed out for a needle to ease my pain. We thank you, Marsha. There was this round ball and it had a warm nipple on it. And I ran to it and started to suck. And the ball bounced me. We thank you, George. I was driving my spaceship, and I played every kind of music I liked, and I played it all at once
and very loud, and it was louder than the engine and the spaceship. And I felt like I was dancing, dancing, and I drove, and I danced, and I crashed into other spaceships. And we melted together, and it became a bigger spaceship. And the music got louder and louder, but it didn't hurt. It was sweet. We thank you, Sharon. The thought for this year is energy, dwell on the word energy, penetrate the center of hydrogen. All comes out of hydrogen and all goes back to hydrogen. Reach into the center of each hydrogen a cell and pull out the creative energy there, put it to work in the most progressive
and creative way possible to further the colonization of space. Dedicate yourself to the obvious mission of our future. We are the first manifestation of the middle world of hydrogen. We maintain the holy trinity. We are the center of the holy circle. We shall evolve. We accept our mission. Our mission, and reside in thy grace. Thy grace. We accept our mission. We will populate space. Oh, man. Oh, man. You shouldn't have to work on your wedding day. It must say good day of your entire life. Hurry. The first signal should be coming from the next room. Sharon, please, the circuit must be ready. I'm hurrying, John. The proving center is ready. That pulse looks a little weak. Better send a report.
Someone's asleep on the job. Concentrate. Formula. Oh, man. Our section of today's work problem begins. Oh, man. Solve the ratio of transitional transcendence of a stratified dust. Dissolve this substance and scatter to quasar after glare. Then reduce the weight of the hydrogen that levitates the futures of the 121-21-20 plus isms ad infinitum. This is under 2x divided by 3 pi circumcised by the diameter of involved cubes. First, scattered by 4 o'clock, 34 over 69 involved millions mounted by 1007, to rectify directed and set studded by a shift.
Too high. The next number, please. The next is numerous and round 14, extruded into the correct power which is 6 plus minus equals plus minus equals plus minus equals. Magic. Give him a IQ. Hurry, we'll get behind. We can't afford to lose points today of all days, George. One more like that. Don't you threaten him? I apologize, but come on, George, we're halfway there. All clear. All clear. Stay in circuit. Go on, Charlie. Plus minus equals plus minus equals. Four hundred trillion equalities mesmerized. The id and triple GTCIA 50% higher and coughed. It pulls of M in 2000 and redoupled the rubbers until the bridge burst onto algebra. Seven fish and equal more bumps than minus ten could place on the window where knives
of lasers sliced into Israel and times of Trinity when you hear the challenge right by three. The 98 meets the butter cluster seven shoots to Richmond equals IBM advancing between the speculations of sheeted nights folded into the inverted 631. 631. It's proved. It works. Quickly send it on. Time. You nearly broke. I didn't break.
You nearly did. I didn't break. George broke. Why don't you yell at him? Don't be so touchy. If you, if you didn't look the way you look, I'd never look at you. Who wants you to? Heart in mind. Heart in mind will find space and home for all mankind. In answer to the petitions emitted by Roy, in behalf of his possible marriage to Cynthia of room 1-0-0-0-2-3-6-5-7-8-9, unit G-B-F-D-Z of section W, M-E-X-C board colony planet, 3rd from the star 5-0-0-2-6 as you and old order. Will the members Roy and Cynthia please appear before the camera? Do you are Roy and Cynthia? We are Roy and Cynthia.
The competition to marry has been carefully studied by the committee. That has been decided that because your home as a unit has operated in peace and harmony for at least the last 200 years because you have maintained it almost perfect work record because you are in fine health and you have desirable gene attributes that we will allow you, Roy and Cynthia to marry. It's also true as you've stayed in your petition that you are excellent candidates for parenthood. It could come to pass that you'd be allowed a natural child rather than a storage bank baby. It's been 30 years since a direct blood child of both parents has been committed to your home. Therefore it is probable that this request can also be on it. If the committee has met and responded to your petition, you will be granted the right to union to establish your marriage on one condition. On the condition that you will not petition to participate in this possible natural birth for not less than 25 years or until two members of your home should die.
We have been forced to make this new ruling because of the expansion of our space probes. As you know, we must find a sympathetic solar system to continue our kind. All planets in our immediate system are either overcrowded or life sustaining production centers to maintain your lives. According to the most optimistic of calculations, it will be at least that long before we can allow you a new member. All resources will be thrown behind the discovery of the new system. This will force us to cut back the number of members at each home from nine to eight. This decision has come after much souls etching at endless computer consultations. But at the present time, we see no other way. We trust your loyalty, your vision, your intelligence, your citizenship, your insight, and your good sense to help us see this throw. If you find it too hard on you to meet these requirements, it is our suggestion that you
not marry for another five years. You then might be mature enough to accept the restraints and at that time, we would be happy to again entertain your petition. We will allow you 15 minutes to reorganize your emotions. We will allow you 15 minutes to reorganize your emotions. Discuss and counsel. The circuit will be kept open. 15 minutes. Since you. 15 minutes to decide the rest of my life.
Out. Who is that committee? It's in here calm yourself. They're not listening. They don't care about my feelings. With the billions of solar members, how could they have time to study your feelings? Concentrate. Cindy, say yes. I guarantee that you feel happy. Five years, zipped by. Look how fast the last million have gone. I want to get married today. Would you wait five years, Marsha. The law could change next week. You should marry today. Sure. Cynthia, think of now. Now, Cynthia, what do you most want now? Miracles can happen. Central control always takes the cautious pessimistic view. I have to. But we haven't had a young child here. You're young. It would be like 55 and 25 years. What do they try? Concentrate. Do you seriously wish to raise your baby in this home? You have other options. But at home, our work has to go on. We have to go on. But here? There's something to do every minute.
We were raised here. You can have children. They can be raised in new colonies. You were right raising me here, mother. Why did they tell us one thing all day long when the fact is we really have such a long way to go. We can't support our present solar population. Yesterday, we could have a child when only one person died. Today, it's two. What will it be tomorrow? Roy, it's necessary to sacrifice now. We're on the verge of finding another home in the firmament. You must understand our personal wishes adored by that possibility. By that necessity. We've been so good. We have. We have. How could you be so selfish as to want to bring a child into this box? Can you be so consumed with the desire for a self image when it means committing a human soul to live here forever? Get married. But send out your seed. We can all make our best contribution to the future by voluntarily dying out. Marsha, what if you were in my place? What if you were marrying Roy? Wouldn't you want his child? Look at me. Look at Roy, wouldn't you?
Wouldn't you? Yes. I admit it. Yes, I want Roy. You know it and you knew it. You're leading from strengths in the end. That's not very fair. But desire, wish, want, doesn't mean I would do it. Doesn't mean that if there weren't a better way for my child to live that I wouldn't want that for him. You are selfish, Cynthia. You. You want to be a mother. Yes, I do. I want to be a mother. But it's more than I want, Marsha. Something, someone wants me. Cynthia, Marsha. I want to remind you how far we've come. Many millions of years ago, our home was covered with nothing but slime. Our forebears dedicated themselves to clean up our home. Our earth. And here we are, living proof of their intelligence, diligence and foresight. And we cannot share our commitment to the future. We can and must dedicate ourselves to the needs
of the total community. You could send out your seed for colonization, then it would have a genuine chance for scope. I want my own son where I can see him. I want to see him too, but we can. And now I imagine it's not enough. I won't comply. I'm going to find it. I'm going to dig out that birth control capsule implant at the day I was born. Mother, you know where it is. I demand to know where that capsule is. Even if you knew how would you get it out? With my nails, with my teeth. That's against the law. You've got to comply with the law. I condemn you all, all of you, for being so docile. Why can't we have a baby? We need it. During the walls, we're going to pieces. We are so good. We work so hard. We are so happy. We're so good. We are a mon alone. But I want my child. No, I want our child. Not just Roy's and my, but our child.
But there's no room. They made a new law. It must submit to the goals of the future. Well, you have to help me that I can't be responsible. I'm least concentrated. I know my hands will be searching for that love of contraceptive capsule. I've been searching for it with the fingers of my mind all my life. If I marry Roy, you'll have to help me. If there are red marks on my arms or on my shoulders, a skin spray from my breasts, you have to stop me. There's a terrible drive within me. I've kept it from hidden from you all these years. But today on my wedding day, I share it with the members of my home. And now you are responsible with me. I want and I can't control my but it's not as if you can't have a baby ever. You could carry the child of two unknown people. That's also satisfying. Marsha and Sharon. I carry to term and I don't love them any the less.
In fact, I find it easier to deal with them than I do with you. Sometimes I'm confused as to which is Cynthia and which is me. I think it's more comfortable for a long life not to have blood dies. I don't deny that it would be good for you to have your own blood child. It would be. It would be a further knowledge of what life was like before. Before when there was room on this planet for families to live in separate houses to to be sure of their lineage. But it won't be the end of the world if you can't. We are all related. We have two arms. We have a head, a sex, a body, a brain. We have a way of touching physically and spiritually. Our mystic powers are growing. We'll draw closer and closer as we progress. I want to know. I want to know now. But you have to accept the law.
I've had to. I can't have Miranda personally but I can have a mythically. I've made the adjustment. So can you. But I'm Cynthia do one thing in a time. Marriage is the most beautiful relationship we're allowed. Even though my husband is dead, he's still married to me. He still lives in me just as long as I live. Cynthia Roy, please say yes. It's the way things have been for generations. Roy, what do you think? I think we should agree now and hope for a change. Yes. Yes. Yes. Roy, Cynthia. Roy and Cynthia. What is your decision? We wish to be married today. You accept the condition. We accept. We accept. It's a pleasure to allow such splendid examples of the mother planet to establish sole union. Your whole water ration for this ceremony will be dispatched at once. Permission granted.
Thank you. Thank you. Heart and mind. Heart and mind will find space and home for all mankind. Heart and mind. Heart and mind will find space and home for all mankind. It must be another way to do your hair. There isn't time. Just let me curl it here and there. Mother, I'll fix it myself. Play with your own hair. I'm sorry, Mother. My nerves. I haven't slept. At least you could let me do your eyes. You never get the liners right. Mother. Don't move. Mother, how could you wait so long to have me?
I concentrated on your father. Was he old when you married him? It didn't matter. I'd always admired him. How could you control what you wanted against what you could have? I can't remember. Well, make an effort. You never spoke to me like that before. Why can't I as a central index that you have to tell me? It's hard to remember what hurts squeeze your veins when you're young. Life has been so pleasant. We have our work, our pleasures, our comfort. We have you a young children to look forward to. I must have had to struggle with my feelings, but your father was so serene, so able to deal with anything. When I got out of hand he made love to me or we took
expand tablets. Life has been so beautiful and then I was lucky enough to be allowed to bear you and to have you with me always and that's what I mean. You were allowed to have me. I know a miracle will happen. So many miracles have happened to us. You won't be denied. I know it in my heart. What about your head? What do you know there? You've all had to concentrate on the future. We're making strides every day, surely they'll have colonized a new solar system in a few years and people will be transplanted from here. Bit by bit and we'll have more room. We've all had to concentrate on the good of the future. Do you know what I do with what's screaming inside of you? It will quiet down. There was some new to life and beside the day. You start life as
a family. Your own unit don't spoil it by thinking ahead. Concentrate on now darling. Now everyone has been looking forward to the day. Don't spoil it for us. You are so contradictory. First you tell me to live for the future and then you tell me to live for now. I didn't mean your personal future. I'm sorry mother. I don't know what's making me so selfish. You know what to do about that though. Stand over there now Roy. I want to see not yet. I'm making a wish. Where are you going on your hoodie motor? It's surprise. It's my surprise to send you. But stop trembling Roy. We'll
watch it. Who's trembling? I can't get my breath. I can't get my breath. I can't believe it's really happening to me. It is really happening. What did you feel like this? It's like this for you. You make me feel as if I didn't. It's so funny. It's so funny for me. So you think that room is a thing? You think it's loud. You do not stop it. Stop Mooney. You know Roy, that almost got married again. You gotta marry. You're right here. Girl. I don't want mad at him, sir. Hey, stay in danger! Hey! Center control is alert.
Must be some sort of ancient force. They didn't know anything about it, but they used to call on earthquake. Several pair of circles will correct this. Well, hey, no. We can get oxygen to the vent. Enough? Oh, wow, but it was never designed as important nine people. The ones that are answering which ones I can't tell them of pie. Huh? Who are you? Everyone stay in place until the elements are back on. Marcia? Yes. Get to the airman and take 10 breaths. We'll rotate. Younger ones first. He ain't as fine with me. He doesn't know. All of you go out and ask for your arms. And barely lift your arms. Well, I get so clear to the airman. Where? Where is my wife? Where have we gotten left alone? Over to know everything. John can't you do something? No. Can't leave us alone. You're late. I think they want to get rid of us all at once. Stop it, Marcia. They said they want to cut us back to wait. I think they want to cut us back to zero.
They can't leave us alone. They can't. Not alone. He's having us all around us. I promise. No, you're not. You're not dead yet. I couldn't hold me over one minute. One, two, one. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. There. My skin burns. It aches. Coughing my skin ache. It's impossible. There is no room on the ceiling. Miranda? Stay in touch. Miranda. Come on.
Wake up. Wake up, boy. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Run. Some monsters. It's swimming. Who are you? How'd you get through the death? You're the way from there. Now, where from? You're high. No one could get in the route, no one ever has. Yes! No! God damn it! Using our air, he threw me down the dead shoes. In the coma, we needed to keep two, which by way back up to shoot me.
You heard for one of us, John! You got to share. They couldn't wait to get ready. I don't share. Never. I don't comply. They threw me down, never again. Oh, God damn it! Oh, God damn it! Oh, God damn it! Oh, God damn it! Oh, God damn it! So, I'm from another room, I'm using our air. What happened? I'm going to help you, Kevin, back down the dead shoe. He's not dead. I'm going to try to help you. You can't kill him. John, help us. No. It's all okay. It's a matter of you. You know the one. You know the one. You know the one. You know the one. You die, she's got to have a turn here. Leave me alone. Yeah. I can't do it. I can't kill him. Ruth.
Ruth? Ruth? John? What is it? What is it? Ruth, are you real? It's apparition, God. Ruth, help us. It is. A ghost is breaking in. You're not a ghost. He's alive, the dead shoe. I'll get him out. You kill a baby. Ruth. Yeah. One other roof. There's something. Mother. There's something. Stop him, Ruth. We need air. Our babies will die. Ruth, kill him. Must have turned. You're selfish. And soon, ghost will lie. I will not accept the breath for my babies. This is central control.
This is central control. The visual is temporarily out. There was an accident. Unprecedented in modern times. Self-repair is working constantly to restore all services. I repeat, there was an accident. Unprecedented. Will not happen again. Control is rapidly being restored. When visual is restored, be prepared to report any casualties. A complete earth census will be taken. Ruth. Ruth. Here, I'm here. Oh. Heaven, the blood. We've got to shove him back down the shoe. What happened? You killed him. Mother.
You've got to get him out of here, John. If they see an additional party in here, they may revoke permission. Heaven's punishment is all. He was stealing all the air. It's over now. Oh, good you. I don't know. I didn't think. What will they do here? Who's they? Central control? What will they do to you? I beg to do it. I didn't have the strength. But she took a lie. He didn't belong in our home. He was stealing the air. It was only a little time. All services were restored immediately. Stop it, Cynthia. Only this morning she said nothing like this could happen. And she couldn't do anything like this to your mother. Yeah, didn't you?
I did say that. I believe that. I believe that. I was beside myself. I wasn't myself. Something took me over. I wasn't myself. Choice had nothing to do with it. No. Why is she boring him, mother saved our lives? It was a necessary power was restored in time. She couldn't have known that. But then she lost her faith. When it was really put to the test, she lost her faith. Where's my birth? He's unconscious. Where are you going? What are you doing? You shouldn't need to be reportable.
What's to be learned? If you send him down like he never existed. He'll never find out when he meets. Is there any water? The maul will come for the wedding ceremony. The wedding ceremony. Everything's upside down. It was, but we've managed. We survived. How are all the values we stated this morning completely thrown out this afternoon? The circumstances were closer to home reality is something else. But how could it happen? It did happen, Cindy, and that's how. Ruth was operating outside her. She had no choice. She was operating outside her personal ideals. She was protecting the community. It doesn't matter what she said. She was compelled to enact a protection. A man is dead. A family could have been dead. Roy, am I biased? Yes. What else might I be? You're going to be my wife. Roy, do you think there's a force in us
that we can't always control? Yes, and perhaps we're the instruments for that force. How can we know? Roy, if mother acted without thinking, if the power could fail and accidents and things like accidents, if drives can take over a rational being? Do you suppose there must be? There will be a way. What if we submit not to the law of central control but trust this drive that wells up in us would only carry us as a drive, not the inventors, like a beam of steady light since the creation? What is our prayer after all to populate space? Roy, what if I accidentally find that contraceptive capsule and get it out?
What if we do? Central control will have to decide what to do about us. We'll test them. Roy, please help us. Central control will be back any second. And we'll be here for central control to demand our wedding. Greetings, visual has now been restored. Please stand as wide as possible as the American police and crews can check the home damage. Where did all that blood come from? I was knocked against one of the pull-out seats and had an internal hemorrhage, which I found. He died. No, he won't have used incuagulants as fast as possible. Done, is this the only casualty?
There are so many blood stains. Both my risks were gashed on instruments during the accident. Our deepest apologies. We will allow your home on 1000 extra work once for damages. We thank you for rescuing us so quickly. All nine of you survived then? Yes, sir. Excellent. Requests? We could use an additional direction of water, the extraordinary heat seriously dehydrated us. We'll be dispatched at once. Any other medication? A double ration of transferring to calm nerves? Granted. Don't forget to dispatch our wedding clothes. We have permission to hold a wedding here today. And we wish to have the sound. Note it, anything else? We want to thank you for such a speedy recovery of the power and service systems. What was it that went wrong? We don't know, but we're checking that out now. You will receive a full report tomorrow morning. Earth at the present time is out of danger. It cannot happen again. Thank you. Heart and mind.
Heart and mind will find space and home for all mankind. Heart and mind. Heart and mind. Heart and mind. Heart and mind will find space and home for all mankind. Heart and mind will find space and home for all mankind. Truth? Who? She's frozen. What can we do? Heart, close to everyone and warm. Against everything. I press close to everyone. I have to tell them. No, no. We face that. I'm no better than the man in the space station. No, there's no need. We've reported already. I did it. I did it against everything I know myself to be. New myself to be. You saved us.
The power was restored. At the same moment, the power was restored. It wasn't necessary. You couldn't have known that. Who can forgive me? Who? We're with your roots. We trust your mother. Mother, you were right. You did the only thing you could under the circumstances. I feel such a terrible emptiness. Fans of terror pressing my breasts. We need you. Cynthia. Mother, you've got to pull yourself together. Cynthia. Mother, you have no choice. Forgive yourself. Mother, you've got to marry us today. Here's our hands on. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. For you, for our girl, for the new bride in our home,
For you, for our girl, we call my wedding girl. We send you and bear you to him who will care for you. We have raised you up in our tradition of our home. And it down time out of mind, generations call the generating room. We pray you and send you and I love you and lead you to the arms of your lover. In his love to boast, may your love ever last. May your love ever last.
Who comes before us today to be joined in the holy bonds of matrimony? We did. Join hands. Each take a breath of our air and give the breath to one another, the other to his lover. Who gives Cynthia and the stasher, Lee Singh, Olga, Sarah, Joe, Elizabeth, Marlin, Emily, Francois, Sierra, lay on it, Karen, good truth, Helen,
Lilith, to be joined in the holy matrimony. Thank you. Who gives Roy, Raymondo, Rachmaninov, Raj, John, Nickrumah, Paul, George, Fitzgerald, Alan, Mayo Chang, What's I, Sergei, Winston, Donald, Abel, to be joined in holy matrimony. We do. With the authority vested in me by the former occupants of our space, I blend your hands. Bless this one. Bless this one. Bless this one.
Bless this one. Bless this one. Bless these two. Now I won. We now pronounce you. We now pronounce you. Husband. My husband. And wife. My wife. No. Mark your names on the sacred wall. Now we're waiting for you. I'm taking Cynthia someplace where we can run because there are no walls in any section of the earth. So that we can keep right on running.
Straight ahead through the next row of the buildings. Running is if there were no shelters in any section of the earth. Running through a meadow. If we still had a meadow. If there was still ocean. We can run right through the ocean. Only it would be. Running. It would be swimming. Swimming. It's the ocean. It's the ocean.
It's the ocean. Oh, I love. D IT. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Where are they going? We got their headed, really? I don't know. I don't know. I must. I must have made it. Look at their eyes. Mm. Mm. Mm.
Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Water. A load of salt. Mm. Mm. Mm. The Holy Greatly Terpage. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. Mm. BS. Hmm. Mm. Mm. contain. How could I create a Deborah Lane? Mm. Mm. Right. Why? STRA know best. roads. N. Mm. Why. You stand. Mm. Mm. Rainbow. Lifted. God. Mind. Mind. Mind.
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Series
NET Playhouse
Episode Number
145
Episode Number
68
Episode
Home
Producing Organization
National Educational Television and Radio Center
WNDT (Television station : Newark, N.J.)
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Episode Description
90 minute piece produced by NET and WNDT in 1968. It was originally shot in color on videotape. (Description adapted from documents in the NET Microfiche)
Episode Description
National Educational Television and WNDT, New Yorks Channel 13, joined forces to produce a new play, Home, written especially for television by Megan Terry, author of Viet Rock. Commissioned by WNDTs New York Television Theater, the play premiered on NET Playhouse, Friday, January 19, 1968. Miss Terrys Viet Rock, a controversial musical play, was presented by the Yale University School of Drama two seasons ago and subsequently produced for off-Broadway in New York. She was one of five playwrights the New York Television Theater commissioned this year to write original works for presentation on this, its third season. The idea of a co-producing project had long been under discussion between NET and WNDT programming heads and when the script for Miss Terrys play was ready, it appeared to be the ideal vehicle for such a venture. This is the first time National Educational Television has entered into co-production with any of its affiliates. It is also the first commissioned play to be presented by NET Playhouse. Home is a comment on the effects of overpopulation on the world. The action takes place in the future, in a world whose entire surface is covered with a honeycomb of small rooms where people must live out their lives in the same room into which they were born. The entire action takes place in one of these rooms and among the nine people who inhabit it. Home is a co-production between National Educational Television and WNDT. (Description adapted from documents in the NET Microfiche)
Broadcast Date
1968-01-19
Asset type
Episode
Genres
Drama
Media type
Moving Image
Duration
01:30:59
Credits
Actor: Winter, Edward
Actor: Fabiani, Joel
Actor: Fowler, Clement
Actor: Patrick, Dennis
Actor: Ben-Yakov, Jenn
Actor: Marquis, Dixie
Actor: Davis, Roger
Actor: Stevens, Leon B.
Actor: Dailey, Irene
Actor: Latham, Louise
Actor: Morrison, Bert
Actor: Colton, Jacque Lynn
Associate Producer: Gray, Virginia
Costume Designer: Thompson, Frank
Director: Jordan, Glenn A.
Executive Producer: Venza, Jac
Producer: Jordan, Glenn A.
Producing Organization: National Educational Television and Radio Center
Producing Organization: WNDT (Television station : Newark, N.J.)
Set Designer: Wittstein, Ed
Writer: Terry, Megan
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Generation: Master
Color: Color
Duration: 0:39:01
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Citations
Chicago: “NET Playhouse; Home,” 1968-01-19, Library of Congress, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC, accessed August 7, 2024, http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-512-qr4nk3744v.
MLA: “NET Playhouse; Home.” 1968-01-19. Library of Congress, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC. Web. August 7, 2024. <http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-512-qr4nk3744v>.
APA: NET Playhouse; Home. Boston, MA: Library of Congress, American Archive of Public Broadcasting (GBH and the Library of Congress), Boston, MA and Washington, DC. Retrieved from http://americanarchive.org/catalog/cpb-aacip-512-qr4nk3744v