The Twilight Zone1959

Christie Streator:
[Christie is feeding Tina food and the camera pans to show Erich and Annabelle eating across from each other, on each side of Christie] Be a good girl, Tina, and eat your supper.

Erich Streator:
Eat your own supper, Christie. [Tina is shown with food on her mouth and she opens an eye to Erich, and then closes it]

Erich Streator:
[subdued] Oh, I didn't know your doll could wink.

Christie Streator:
Tina can't wink, Daddy.

Erich Streator:
Really? I thought... never mind. Where'd you buy her? [drinks from a teacup]

Annabelle Streator:
[with a smile] Mason's. Should be a good playmate for Christie.

Erich Streator:
Mmmhmm. Lacking a brother or sister; is that what you mean? [mood and tone changes]

Annabelle Streator:
I didn't say that.

Erich Streator:
But that's why you bought the doll, isn't it? Sort of a reminder? [drinks from teacup again]

Annabelle Streator:
It hadn't occurred to me, but if that's what you want to think... [she stands and the doorbell immediately rings and she goes to the door. As Christie is busy with Tina, Annabelle speaks again] It's Linda. [Christie immediately turns back] Are you through with your dinner?

Christie Streator:
Yes, Mommy. May I take Tina?

Annabelle Streator:
Not outside. You can show her to Linda later. [as Tina gets up and goes out and Annabelle is busy cleaning, Tina is moving on her own]

Talky Tina:
My name is Talky Tina, and I'm beginning to hate you. [Erich stares at her and wipes his mouth, then slowly goes to sit in Christie's chair and uses a napkin to wipe Tina's mouth]

Erich Streator:
[mock kindness] My name is Erich Streator and I'm gonna get rid of you.

Talky Tina:
[moving] You wouldn't dare!

Erich Streator:
Oh? Wouldn't I? [takes Tina and sits her in front of him on the table]

Talky Tina:
Annabelle would hate you, Christie would hate you, and I would hate you. [Erich chuckles, takes out a cigarette and Annabelle enters the room]

Erich Streator:
[cigarette in his mouth] Just seeing how it works. [takes out matches and lights one and flicks it at the doll]

Talky Tina:
Ow! [Erich chuckles a bit and lights his cigarette]

Erich Streator:
So, you have feelings.

Talky Tina:
Doesn't everything?

Erich Streator:
Then I can hurt you.

Talky Tina:
Not really, but I could hurt *you*.

Erich Streator:
[laughs] Threats from a doll. [Annabelle comes back in]

Annabelle Streator:
Who're you talking to?