![]() ![]() She begs the doctor to go outside for a little while to feel the breeze, smell the flowers and pretend that she is normal? If she sits out there in the darkness then the whole world is dark. He tells her to think of all of the time and money spent to make her look ‘normal’, the way she’d like to look. Each person has a (state, presumably) given right to try to blend in as much as they can with society. He goes on a bit about why these rules are in place. She wants t know what they are and he says “Don’t you know?” It seems she does but doesn’t want to say it. She seems to be a realist, though, and asks him what happens if it did fail? He says there are alternatives. Janet asks what now? He says they won’t know until they get the bandages off so try not to get so down about it. Eleven is the mandatory number of treatments/experiments that they’re allowed to do. She says that this is it, after this there won’t be any more treatments and he agrees. It’s also unfortunate that, in her case, plastic surgery is not an option because of her bone and flesh type. He’s hopeful that this last course of treatment is successful but they won’t know until they get the bandages off. He still has his back to the camera as he looks out at the lovely cardboard city. He says that she hasn’t responded to shots, medications or any other proven techniques. Weirdly, he runs his hand down her leg as he walks to the window but it doesn’t really look like he’s trying to feel her up but is either trying o be comforting or is distracted. It’s very private and no one can ever see her. She says it’s a bit comforting, though, being inside her gauze cave. She waxes melancholy a bit, saying that sometimes she feels as though she’s lived her life in bandages and hospitals. She corrects him and says that it’s her eleventh. He agrees and says that she should be, it’s her ninth visit there. She says she’s pretty used to the bandages on her face. ![]() He also tells her that they’ll have the bandages off soon and he expects she’s pretty uncomfortable. ![]() We can’t see his face, the camera is solely on Janet. The nurse leaves and the doctor comes in to talk to Janet. Two figures chat behind a curtain, a doctor and a nurse. This happens to be The Twilight Zone, and Miss Janet Tyler, with you, is about to enter it. And this patient in 307 is not just a woman. Keeping in mind, of course, that we’re not to be surprised by what we see. And, also in a moment, we’ll look under those bandages. In a moment we’ll go back into this room. A universe whose dimensions are the size, thickness, length of the swathe of bandages that cover her face. Suspended in time and space for a moment, your introduction to Miss Janet Tyler who lives in a very private world of darkness. It looks a little malformed but as it rounds the corner we see it’s Rod Serling. As they stand there being judgmental a shadow walks by the outer curtain. Gee, self-preservation, what an odd concept. Nurse #1 says that Janet is a “poor thing” for wanting o live no matter what. I guess compassion isn’t a big thing in your society. Nurse #2 says that she has and if she had that face she’d kill herself. She wants to know if Nurse #2 has ever seen Janet’s face. While there she chats with another nurse about Janet. The nurse walks to the Nurse’s Station to give her report to the doctor and have a smoke. Janet can’t really answer because of the thermometer in her mouth but shakes her head sadly and slowly. The nurse hushes her and to make sure she stays hushed she sticks a thermometer in Janet’s mouth.The nurse asks if it really matters how long it will be since Janet has waited this long already. She never wanted to be beautiful, not like a painting or anything (apparently Picasso’s, Dali’s and Escher’s don’t exist in their world). She starts to cry a bit and clutches the nurse’s hand again. In fact, her first memory is of another little girl screaming when she looked at Janet. Ever since she was a little girl people have turned away from her in horror. Janet (the bandaged lady) says that she knows how bad her face is. The lady in the bed says that it’s pretty bad, huh? The nurse reassures her that she’s seen worse. The nurse says that it depends on how bad her face is. The nurse takes her temp and the lady asks when exactly she can get her bandages off. If you stared at clouds long enough they look like different things. The bandaged lady grasps the nurse’s hand and says that she loved to look at the sky. If it was warm and sunny with clouds and a pretty blue sky. She asks the nurse what it was like outside. A nurse comes in and tells the lady that it’s time for her medicine. We open on a hospital room with a bandage on her face. Janet Tyler (under bandages) – Maxine Stuart ![]()
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