The Twilight Zone1959

Talky Tina:
[winds doll and she moves back and forth] My name is Talky Tina, and I think I could even hate you. [Erich looks at the doll and then flings her across the room; Tina lands on her back and Erich looks at the doll from where he stands. Tina then opens her eyes] My name is Talky Tina, and you'll be sorry.

Annabelle Streator:
[Erich looks from the doll to Annabelle, who comes down the stairs and her eyes shift to Tina, obviously thrown on the floor. She backs up a bit, holding onto the stair rail] Why, Erich?

Erich Streator:
I don't like what it says.

Annabelle Streator:
You didn't have to throw it. [she picks up the doll and Erich begins to walk over]

Erich Streator:
It has quite the vocabulary. [he takes the doll from Annabelle] Here, listen. [he manipulates the doll to make her speak]

Talky Tina:
My name is Talky Tina, and I love you very much. [Erich stares at the doll]

Erich Streator:
Yeah, well, that's not what it said a minute ago. [he throws the doll back into Annabelle's arms and puts his hands on his hips]

Annabelle Streator:
[walks away from Erich, clutching Tina] I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Erich Streator:
Exactly what is it you're taking, Annabelle? [she turns to him]

Annabelle Streator:
Your anger toward Christie. I know you're having a difficult time adjusting to her, but I can't let you treat her this way. She's my daughter, Erich. I love her.

Erich Streator:
[mockingly] "I love her." But I don't love her. I'm only her stepfather and I'm incapable of loving children because we can't have any of our own. [face and voice show a small degree of amusement] Isn't that what you are saying, Annabelle?

Annabelle Streator:
[slowly shaking her head] Oh, no, Erich, believe me, it's not. You could love Christie; I *know* you could. If you'd only give yourself half a chance.

Erich Streator:
Good. [goes to sit down and she follows him] I'm glad I'm not cold, cruel ogre that mommy and daughter think I am; I appreciate all the *faith* you have in me! [looks down from his seated position]

Annabelle Streator:
Erich, please give us a chance. Christie and me. I know you got more than you bargained for when you married me. Two for the price of one, wasn't it. But we'll do anything to make you happy - both of us.

Christie Streator:
[offscreen] Daddy? [Erich's eyes shift to Christie and she bounces down the stairs and comes over to him] I'm sorry, Daddy, if I made you mad.

Erich Streator:
It's alright, Christie. [he cusps her chin in his hand and rubs it] It's all Daddy's fault, okay?

Christie Streator:
[smiles] Sure, Daddy.

Annabelle Streator:
Here, dear. [hands Christie the doll, who hugs the doll to her shoulder and turns to go back upstairs with Tina and winds the key to hear her speak]

Talky Tina:
My name is Talky Tina and I love you very much. [Erich turns his head from Christie to look stony-faced into the distance]