In this thrilling episode, we embark on a journey through time with the adaptation of H.G. Wells' classic tale, "The Time Machine." Our protagonists, Dudley and Fowler, find themselves transported to the year 100,080, where they encounter a world vastly different from their own. As they explore this future landscape, they meet the gentle, childlike Eloi and discover the dark, subterranean Morlocks, who hold a sinister secret. The duo's quest to retrieve their stolen time machine leads them into the depths of the Morlocks' lair, unveiling a chilling vision of humanity's future.
Amidst the lush gardens and colossal buildings of the Eloi, Dudley and Fowler experience both wonder and dread. Their adventure is fraught with danger as they navigate the complexities of this new world, ultimately racing against time to return to their own era. This episode captures the essence of Wells' narrative, blending high adventure with philosophical musings on the fate of mankind. Join us as we escape into this timeless story of exploration and survival.
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Finding life, pretty bold, dreaming against of exotic places, wishing you were somewhere else. We offer you escape. Escape designed to free you from the four walls of today for a half hour of high adventure. Escape with us now for the year 01/1980 and a world where beauty and peril live side by side as h g Wells describes it in his immortal story, the time machine. That way, you must be mad. A time machine. Yes, my friend. A time machine. This thing, this very thing, compassion, this framework made of quartz and bronze and ivory with its leather and styles and the seasoned middle.
This is the result of three years hard work. I promise you follow that on this machine a man can go wherever he likes in time. By working his lever the man can choose his century, his year, his very day. Awful, real old man. Time Time is only a kind of space. If we can move about in all the other dimensions of space, why not in time too. It is impossible. That'll the question. Well what are the journeys I've already taken on this little contraction. I'm afraid you've been having a bad dream. You mean I've developed into a liar. Very well.
You shall have proof my friend. How? Just climb on follow. Sit in the feet beside me, face these ivory dials and I'll take you for a little spin. Well, you mean right now? Right now. Well, just, in case this thing should take off like the flying red horse, out of any, Any preparations. No power, no. Yours will be looking on this trip not even a toothbrush. You'll be back here in my laboratory in less than a minute. All right. I'm on. Now what? Oh Titus. Sway is a good deal. I'd hate to lose you. I can't be frightened Dudley. Then you're braver than I am.
Tell me what time is it? It's just twelve noon. Always not a wonder with justice control of this. Is everything ship safe? Well, did you notice anything you said? Only a noise, a humming noise, nothing else. And what kind of it? You just asked me old man, it's true. Well that's odd. What? My watch says 11:00. It was noon a moment ago. There must be something wrong with it. They told me that I touched the lever to test it and we've gone forward a full day. Day. Twenty three hours early. Finished scoffing, follow. Yes.
Yes, I believe I have. Then hold tight. This will be the real article. I'm ready, Dudley. Good man. Well, say goodbye, Paula.
[00:04:09] Unknown:
Say goodbye to 1969.
[00:04:13] Unknown:
Even though they had written jobs, Howard, you alright? Yeah. I believe so. No broken bones. What happened? Not sure not to stop too suddenly. W where are we Dudley? The ground for yourself. A wide lawn. Beautiful, vast garden. Now I, I meant geographically. Just where we were when we started, where my laboratory stood hundred thousand years ago. And the year Dudley? What is the year now? 01/1980. It seemed absolutely incredible. A dream, the pleasant one. For the garden in which we found ourselves was beautiful in summary with an unexpected perfume about it, almost like 13.
At some distance, we could see a large and imposing building, and everything was quiet and peaceful, but almost too much so. And the sense of strangeness of incredible strangeness sent a shiver up my spine. 100,080. So, Solomon, do you wanna wanna go back? Yeah. Yes. I rather think I do. Let's go back. Lovely. From over there, the bushes sounded human. Come on. Understanding this motioning us to go with her. And what about the animal? Did you see it? No. I like to live too fast for it. Perhaps you gotta go back, tell me. The girl seems to be all right now. You mean all like this? Yes. Yes. I've had enough. Well, they haven't old man because they're here all around us. They had crept up on sound of feet to surround us.
The little people of the hills. And the girl we'd saved was not a child but a full grown woman. For they all stood at four feet high dressed in simple tunics of beautiful creatures that carried frail with a plump, soft kind of frailty. They were like eerie figures in a dream, and all we could hear was the rustling of their clothes as they said happily around us their faces, wiggly smiles. Why they're not savage at all. They're very lovely, gentle little people. Yes. There's something terribly wrong with them. What do you mean? Think around the minds of five year olds. How do you expect them to be? Far ahead of us. Of course, incredibly ahead of us in knowledge and in science. This is more better. Children. They seem happy in this huge garden of theirs.
But definitely, I've changed my mind. Let's stay. Maybe we should enjoy spending a few days with our little friends. The little people led us home into their valley. They lived colossal buildings sleeping all together in one huge hall. Eating in another. Playing, frolicking together in the sunshine. And we lived with them for days in utter contentment. One afternoon, Dudley and I walked along the banks of the great village. So people all wear the same clothes, the same soft hairless skin, same feminine roundness of limb. Yes. I wonder if it's because they're vegetarian. Vegetarian because they have to be. They have one across any horses or dogs, cattle of any kind, have you? No. Not that you mentioned it. With good reason.
All extinct by now. This is a dinosaur. It's without Dudley. There's something strange here. Something hidden away and silent here in the year 01/1980. Felt the same way. I'm taking precaution of removing the control levers of the time machine, putting a master padlock on the main switches. I don't much fancy the idea of someone riding away with it into another century and leaving us here for the rest of our lives. Dudley, Do you know where we are? Yes. This is where we landed. I thought so. I wasn't sure. What did you ask? What happened to the machine?
[00:09:59] Unknown:
Oh, but it's they've taken it
[00:10:01] Unknown:
away. They've stolen it. This is where it was. Right here. Look. Follow the fact. Here where they drag it over me. Come along. Down this path. Look.
[00:10:13] Unknown:
Right there. The monument. These are the brass doors in the base.
[00:10:19] Unknown:
Oh, they're locked. The machine. It must be in there hand tight. We must get it right out of the hole. How can we? Yeah. Use the leather. Come on. I didn't buy
[00:10:58] Unknown:
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And now we return you to escape.
[00:11:46] Unknown:
We were caught in the year January of Mayfield. The time machine was gone. The brass doors of the monument held. Our retreat was cut out, the thin line by which we could make our way back home, back to our own times and our own people, back to 1950. We had no way of communicating with the little people and asking what they had done with the machine or or how to get it back. There was nothing hostile in their attitude. They were more like simple, wandering children. Only once, young woman, Weena, who was likely at save on our first day had become really offended. She went with us wherever we walked, brought us presents of garland, flowers, slept mirrors at night in the hall, and we in turn had suffered a few words of English.
Now we redouble our efforts like men racing against the truck so that we might speak to her and discover the secret of our immense loss. We were talking to her one night after the other this morning.
[00:12:43] Unknown:
No. Not me, honey.
[00:12:45] Unknown:
No. How can you be so sure your people steal machine? Are there any thieves among them? Are they all perfect? So now I'm not gonna be away from her. She doesn't understand this. She must be sleeping somewhere in this hall. We are. They take machines. No. Didn't? No. Who? And who? We we are our friends. Yes. We must have machines. Yes. Who took machines? Other people of yours? Okay. What about those doors? We now, doors open. Yes. Yes. We now machine in Oh, alright. God is waiting. We'll go back to the monument tomorrow. You will find a way of breaking news.
Remind that thing. Dudley? Yes. Did you just there it was again. What? Nothing. And my face looked cool, stupid to the touch. And my face in my hair couldn't. Dudley, you alright? There's somebody here with us. Now for the claim. I don't know. We went quickly through the hall and upright away from the frantic bustling of the little people. The moon was full, tentacle, and it was close to darkness. Dying with a faint sound speeding close behind us. And we turned, our nerves lighted, our muscles tensed. But it was only Wheeler. Come in to Swifty to join us. That means the brightness there is. The darkness. What do you mean Wheeler? It's dark. What What? Why should they be afraid of the night that night? It's not the light of Rome, dark place that's our Cuba.
Perhaps it's something underground. It was another day. We had wandered into a lovely, wooded place about a mile from the community. And suddenly, Wiener screamed. We stopped short. A pair of glaring eyes were fixed upon us. Us. As we stood there, petrified the thing, a little ape like figure rushed across our path and disappeared in the clearing about 30 yards away. I wasn't. I couldn't see it to her. Seemed to be a dull white with white hair on its head and down its back. It looked like a a small game. It was running on all fours over this bombshell. But it's Rowena. Rowena, what was it? What? Who? Who are the warlocks? What are they?
Rowena, tell me. Let's go over there and and see where it disappeared. Come along, Clara. In the clearing, we found a round well light opening. Dudley and I leaned over and looked down at each shaft. A small white creature was retreating down a ladder in the well with a human spider. It large, bright eyes watching me as it went swiftly down, then it disappeared in the half. Ola, did you see it? Like an ape. Yes. But also like a man. So there are two species of men in this world. Yes. The little people above the growl of this obscene thing, this bleached monster below. That white look is common to animals that live in the dark. Like huge rats, worms that are cold to the touch. I know because they touch smaller.
You can feel the air being sucked down into the shaft. Yes. The earth must be tunneled enormously here under our feet. These monsters must live in the tunnel. I think we know now who stole our time machine. Then then we'll go down and have a look. No. No. No. Go. Why not? We know. You'll never come back. We must have our machine, my dear. You wait for us here. No. No. And so we went down. Our heels ringing on the small metallic bars that were meant for creatures so much smaller than us. Down we climbed. Down. Down. Ever in darkness.
Down seemed into the center of the earth, into the core of the world. How much longer. I don't know if we respond. Can't be much further. You hear that. My catenary. We're almost there. Hello. Thank heaven for that.
[00:17:52] Unknown:
Alright. Alright, I'm on the bottom.
[00:17:55] Unknown:
Come along, just two more sets. Now Give me your hands. Good. Yeah. Way here. In the line with the Morlocks. You have a match? Yes. Yes. Yes. Here. Be a large vaulted heaven at the end of this passage. What do you, what they'll do if they catch us? I have no idea. Let us take care not to be caught. Another message. There's a problem line. Probably, that ventilating system pumping the air down. Must be thousands upon thousands of these more options that you're gonna hear. We haven't seen any yet except for our friend who came down ahead of us. Why why do you suppose that they want that Lovely.
That smells bland. Right. Another match. Lovely. Look. Straight ahead. On a white metal table. That's for a meal. Yes. With a small haunch. Yes. We know that the cattle are extinct. Ben, what do they say? Don't you know? Yes. I know. Another match? Yes. Yes. Oh, probably I have no more. Have you used our last match? Oh. Alright. We'll have to go back then. You know the secret now anyway. It's more like living here underground at a matters of this age. And our friends up above, that is cattle, fed by them all as clothes, supplied and howled until the day when when they're cut out of their herd and brought undergroundless food.
This is the future you're looking at.
[00:20:24] Unknown:
This is what we may have a twentieth century shall come to.
[00:20:51] Unknown:
We went back in an evil darkness fighting every step as we went. I I Back to those projecting bars, pitching and clawing ourselves through to their palace, grasping at, and rising up again before daylight and freedom away from their stretch and the eagerness of their icy hands. And they did not follow, for daylight was their enemy and their great fear. And we lived among the lush gardens gardens of the little people like prisoners, like men without retrieves, like men who are dead, though they still walk the earth. For the pin machine was locked away behind great brass doors.
And we knew we could never force them open. Then one day, Rina told us of an old building, an ancient pagan structure that had survived through many ages and was filled with many curious objects. A museum. That's what it must be. A museum power. Perhaps from some earlier time. I'm in no mood to go in a museum. Don't you see? A specimen hermetically sealed in museums. Press the receipts, weapons, machinery, something we can use. Yes. Yes. Of course. If we could find some dynamite or gunpowder. If we could be glassed those doors we could get in. Where is this place, Rina? This this old building that no one ever goes near. I told you.
[00:22:14] Unknown:
It's, A chance old man. A slim one for a chance nonetheless.
[00:22:24] Unknown:
All day we wandered through the wandered through the great ruined hall. The building had been deserted, unused for perhaps a century. The childlike men of that time had long since ceased to care about anything but their own personal comfort. It was late afternoon and growing afternoon and growing fast when we came upon the general section. We had found nothing useful to us until then. And now came the worst disappointment of all. And it's dust, all of it, been dust for centuries. Another dead end. That's hopeless. We were out of our heads. Hoped that nitrates would retain their form for a hundred thousand years.
[00:23:07] Unknown:
Oh,
[00:23:10] Unknown:
wait just a moment. Something in this case, you can break it with your lever. Stand back a little. This box of matches. Let me see. Wait a minute. Let me see. Well that's perfect. But the mighty new dance. What shall we do with them? Burn down those brass stones. You better keep them. You can. Tell them. On the floor you feel. A small narrow footprint We came out of the gloom of that place into the deeper gloom of dusk, and suddenly we saw. He was sent all around us with a warlock. They were there like a thousand surrounding us and coming close in the long hidden line of death, we fight their eyes And so we came home again. Back into the very minute from which we had met.
Back into twelve noon of the twenty second nineteen fifty eight. We were in Dudley's laboratory again. Motionless. Sitting on the ridiculous contraption which he has called the time machine. Was it all a dream? Did any of it happen? Could any of it happen? Of course not. How stupid. Then what of this? What of this little piece of thin, green silk I hold in my hand?
[00:27:44] Unknown:
Escape is produced and directed by Norman McDonald. Today we brought to you the time machine by h g Wells, adaptable radio by Irving Levitch and starring John Boehner as father and Larry Duncan as Dudley with Georgia Ellis as. The special music for escape was arranged and played by Ivan Det Mars.
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Next week, escape with us to a tall fishing boat off the California coast at a night of terror and death at the hands of a virgin madman has brought to Enelton tells it in his exciting story. Seven hours is freedom.