Unit 27 Text Several neighbors hope to find safety in the only bomb shelter on their street when an announcement comes over the radio that enemy missiles are approaching. Can it shelter all of them? Does its owner let them in? Here is the story……
The Shelter
Rod Serling SYNOPSIS OF ACT ONE: On a summer evening, a birthday celebration is going on at Dr. Stockton s. Among those present are his neighbors: the Hendersons, the weiss s and the Harlowes. In the midst of it comes unexpectedly over the radio the announcement of the President of the United States declaring a state of emergency of for suspected enemy missiles approaching. The party breaks up and the neighbors hurry home. However, shortly afterwards they return one after another to the stockton house for the simple reason that they want to survive —— want to share with the Stocktons the bomb shelter which is the only one on their street. ACT TWO (abridged) OUTSIDE STOCKTON HOME HENDERSON: It ll land any minute. I just know it. It s going to land any minute—— MRS. HENDERSON: (grabs hold of him) What are we going to do?
Throughout above and following dialogue, a portable radio carried by one of the children carries the following announcement:
ANNOUNCER S VOICE: This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. We are still in a state of Yellow Alert. If you are a public official or government employee with an emergency assignment, or a civil defense worker, you should report to your post immediately. If you are a public official or government employee…… MRS. HARLOWE: Jerry, ask again. HARLOWE: Don t waste you time. He won t let anyone in. He said he didn t have any room or supplies there and it s designed for three people. MRS.HENDERSON: What ll we do? HARLOWE: Maybe we ought to pick out just one basement and go to work on it. Poll all our stuff. Food, water, everything. MRS.HARLOWE: It isn t fair. (she points toward Stockton house) He s down there in a bomb shelter completely safe. And our kids have to just wait around for a bomb to 0drop and —— HENDERSON: Let s just go down into his basement and break down the door?
A chorus of voices greet this with assent.
As HENDERSON rushes through toward the basement entrance, HARLOWE overtakes him saying:
HARLOWE: Wait a minute, wait a minute. All of us couldn t fit in there. That would be crazy to even try. WEISS: Why don t we draw lots? Pick out one family? HARLOWE: What difference would it make? He won t let us in. HENDERSON: We can all march down there and tell him he s got the whole street against him. We could do that. HARLOWE: What good would that do? I keep telling you. Even if we were to break down the door, it couldn t accommodate all of us. We d just be killing everybody and for no reason. MRS. HENDERSON: If it saves even one of these kids out here——I call that a reason.
The voice comes up again.
WEISS: Jerry, you know him better than nay of us. You re his best friend. Why don t you go down again? Try to talk to him. Pleased with him. Tell him to pick out one family —— Draw lots or something —— HENDERSON: One family, meaning yours, Weiss, huh? WEISS: (whirls around to him) Why not? I ve got a three-month-old infant—— MRS. HENDERSON: What difference does that make? Is your baby s life any more precious than our kids? WEISS: (shouting at her) I never said that. If you re going to start trying to argue about who deserves to live more than the next one —— HENDERSON: Why don t you shut your mouth, Weiss? (with a wild, illogical anger) That s the way it is when the foreigners come over here. Aggressive, greedy, semi-Americans—— WEISS: (his face goes white) Why you garbage-brained idiot you—— MRS. HENDERSON: It still goes, Weiss! I bet you re at the bottom of the list——
WEISS suddenly flings himself through the crowd toward the man and there s a brief, hand-to-hand fight between them broken up by HARLOWE who stands between them breathless.