Quiet Please - The Man Who Stole a Planet

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The mutual broadband system presents Quietly, which is written and directed by Willock Cooper, and with features in its chapel.

Quietly, sportive night is called the man who stole a planet.

I have been a very fortunate fellow having money enough to do what I wanted to do, knowing what I wanted to do with it.

I suppose, on the best known amateur authority, on Mexico and the ruins of the Mayans and the pre-Mayans, there is.

Although, if you're not interested in that kind of stuff, you never heard of me.

So what?

So if you're not going to read the baseball course, go as soon as you're in a quiz show, then just do whatever you want to.

I can't stop you.

And I frankly don't care what you do if you're not interested.

But if you are interested, just be quiet and listen.

And fifth skill.

Not no.

Don't fifth skill.

Step here and met a little and look down to this thing.

Never see one before?

But these three.

People keep frozen food and stuff on these things.

That is, most people do.

I keep dead men in it.

Oh no, I didn't kill him.

Matter of fact, I'm not entirely sure he's dead.

He doesn't breathe.

He doesn't breathe.

He's hotter than he is.

He isn't dead.

He got a fake down his spine.

He was just like that when he was walking around like a money.

And that outfit he's got on.

That's the uniform of a very high priest of a race of people who inhabit a certain part of Mexico in the fifth century A.B.

Yes, fiction too.

It's his own uniform.

But still, I know about these things.

I've spent too many years of this business to be fooled.

Fantastic.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know that's what you layman expect to hear from archaeologists.

That's just stuff about walking mummies and weird curses and all that boring pile-up routine.

Let's take it from a practicing member of the profession.

Archaeology involves a great deal more scrubbing than the ground and sifting wheelbarrows full of dirt.

And it does judging zombie.

However, here I am on a July evening in the year of our large 1948.

With a house full of extremely dead high priests who were born in the Mexican jungle from 1400 years ago.

Oh, I shouldn't cut them back with me.

No.

They walked in on me.

Yeah, take that super serious smile off your face.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking.

More of that supernatural stuff.

More of that achy lovecraft stuff.

That my blood flows in my veins.

That's a eldricks.

Whatever that is, being a tower that buzzes me.

And I don't kid yourself.

What two people call supernatural is just as a natural example of drilling on a tree.

You know, these are great figures, our figures, our figures out.

They all stop when they come to something they can't explain immediately.

Where they slide rules and their logs and tables and spectrists go.

And once a while somebody finds out something and a little chunk of the so-called supernatural slides over in the field of exact science.

And everybody says, I knew it all the time.

My eyes.

So as men dead 15 hundred years can walk around, it's a pretty large explanation for it.

They know the explanation we don't.

And if we ever find out accidentally, there'd be a hundred thousand scientists that said

if they could have done it a long time ago, only they were working on nuclear fusion

and other more practical benefits to the human race.

I don't care how they do it.

My interest isn't why they're here.

That's what affects me.

Oh.

They didn't tell you why they're here.

That's quite simple.

Maybe one something I've got, something I've brought back from Mexico with me.

Something I stole from them.

And I may say something I want very much to teach.

So, that's my problem, children.

What's yours?

Oh, excuse me.

I haven't been doing all the talking.

This is my wife.

My beautiful wife.

Her name is Elizabeth.

You can call her late.

Don't let my husband call you.

The practice of August is very amusing and very simple.

It believes in you.

Just for spite and desire.

You can say that again, Elizabeth.

She's still here.

I was listening in Mexico.

I won't be here now if you haven't been.

Please, mommy.

I'm an explorer too.

So, I'm afraid I'm not my type of an archaeologist.

But I'm a very good cook.

And I'm the curious member of this family.

So, I'm going to tell you what happened.

Without interrupting, I hope.

Because you think maybe you might be able to help us.

I don't know how.

Not a little why.

But you listen.

And if you can, well,

this was our 14th Mexican restaurant.

This is the ultimate specialty.

Then down to Veracruz.

And our people met us in Merida.

And...

If you'll excuse me in a minute, darling.

I think...

One of our friends is looking in the window.

Oh, remember.

This is still.

I'll be right back.

I'm simply scared to death.

We've been so fortunate, Jessica.

We always discover them in time.

What will happen if one gets in and do their own thing?

No!

No!

Okay.

I have to bust the window, though.

I better put this one away.

No telling what had happened to us

or some curious police.

We've got to look at it.

And you see?

Same in the form.

Same.

The head's on his left arm.

Just like the ones carved in under...

Same.

A guardian.

The...

Watch it.

Ah.

Ah.

Okay, Chris, do we see?

Have a nice, please.

No, no.

I wish you wouldn't be so...

So flippin' about, please.

Flippin'?

Ha, ha.

Listen, sweetheart, to your mind.

I just about ready to go in that corner and scream.

If I see one more, please.

Ah, I'm sorry.

Oh, it's gone and hidden.

We better take this back.

No.

Only...

How long is it going to go on?

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah...

How long is it going to go on?

Have you never been inside on of those big stone chairments

of Miami, given the Guatemalan gendels for many, many forgotten years ago?

You've never smelled a death smell.

Now, Miss Gower's three-order of a rotting vegetation is crept into the crevices between

the stones and guide a thousand times, and must be grazed some of those low tunnels

that are madman paintings on the walls of the rebels, and figure things that give

her at you in the light of a coalman ratting, and sweat, and I'm feeling that snakes are

waiting for you in the darkness of the end, and it was just nice to have time, a snake

God.

They caught people's hot shot, they hurled at beautiful daughters of the devil God that

lives in a bottom of the forest, and they've been in the middle of all that a lot of time.

And we're done.

From the right to spring, the harvest, the coal mill is gone horribly in the field because

they're the fertility of the land.

And they're right to be scared.

We saw the pictures of what they did at their prisons the one day, brought us down evil

of that God.

We saw what was left of the prohibition.

He's got a right to be scared.

Bob would have been so far, and how long to make go on.

Take a best moment.

Well, I won't.

I found it in this world of our today's music.

I can do more good here than I'd ever put in a moldy underground room beneath a teacot

alley, and where we found it.

To tell them about it, moments, you see if they don't agree, you ought to take it back.

I don't care what they say.

It's mine and I'm going to keep it.

You hear me?

I'm going to keep what I said.

You heard about the place so many times.

The place where the world lives, they call it.

And the place where the world lives is what it's still called.

The real world doesn't live there anymore.

Not since this and I found these galleries and took away the greatest treasure that

the world has ever seen.

All right, now you know.

When you hear a little more about it and feel it, you'll forgive me for being dramatic.

The greatest treasure, the world has ever seen.

You'll agree.

Well, come about it.

Will you take it in between?

Please, you finally found the place.

I'll see if I can tell you about it.

A wilderness of high grass, the kind of grass we've never seen before, higher than our

head.

Drop edge is greater than our arms.

Roads and insects hanging out of the two insplaces, rats, pylons, dripping, heat, crawling

things.

I found a place I'll never know.

It was nothing to want us.

We just flashed our way through one more stand of high grass and that was the door.

The door was open.

The kind of ramp lets us freeze down into darkness.

The darkness has seemed to begin a little too close to the bright end.

The darkness that, let me get scared of there in the horrible heat that covered us like

a coffin lit.

Yeah, it's of course we went in.

We lighted our lanterns, went in alone.

It was probably came for a wasn't it?

And I think we were the first human beings that put on that long stone wrap and agreed

many centuries.

You know what?

We could see it.

The passageway wasn't so bad except for pictures on the walls.

I think I'd rather not tell you about them.

They were put there, of course, to give them the intruder and ideas of what would happen

to him if he got caught in there.

I didn't believe in him if I told you.

I want to remember this very clearly.

He stumbled again something.

It was the weather that opened in a door.

And the bell opened and I said, who found it, Norman?

And the door closed behind us.

And our lanterns turned out.

I put off my hand for this.

It's still there a minute.

I get over my first few years.

Raised this kind of morning in the dark.

I feel okay, honey.

I'm sure we only separate from each other.

I like the light again.

No, but go the light.

And there was a little light, a little pink light down there under the air.

And if it didn't see where it didn't come from.

But our eyes got more and more used to the dineradian.

And I'm at fault I was having fun.

I think we're close, Norman.

I hope so too.

Come on, Norman.

What is his moment?

No, Norman.

What's happening?

I think so.

Do you know what I'm saying?

What's happening?

Oh, I don't know.

I can't.

I just need to leave this thing in the air.

I'll be gone.

Really?

What's happening?

Yeah.

No, I won't.

Don't talk to me.

You can stand something so oblivious sometimes,

without thought and love.

I'm glad you know about that.

And a whole lot of art will come out of it.

There.

There's look here, look at the door.

Look, look!

Do you see what it is?

That's the little doll of silver.

Oh, man!

You see?

Better be possible.

If this is the greater sociological tell you anyone is ever seen.

It can't.

It is.

See?

It's an off-American government.

And look around here.

Look.

Here's your Africa.

It's the road.

Can you give me your eye-cutter, please?

It's good news that these people knew the world had drowned hundreds of years before coming to Cuba.

They proved that the people who lived here knew all about the world.

Look.

You're not saying that?

Yes, it's her.

Perfect.

Why does the love get every scientific?

My lord, when we do realize what a discovery this is, I'm afraid of it all.

Oh.

I found what holds it up.

Look.

It's not suspended in the middle at all, feeding two little wires.

One for the skull.

Anything?

One thing.

Oh, and Norman, it's so beautiful.

I'm so tired of you.

I'm so tired of you.

I think there's one figure the Mexican government isn't going to get.

Are you going to take it?

Are you kidding?

Perfect.

No.

There's a door to open.

I was wondering how we were going to get out again.

Now everything is going to be all right.

And I knew exactly what happened.

Because when I turned around and looked at the door, I raised it in my life and lit up the walls of the crypt of a rock-seeing room.

And rings around the walls to see the price of the high priest in all of the area.

Just like these illicit.

All of them staring at us, each one of them with a blow in his outstretched left hand,

and a misidium-tipped arrow drawn to the head in greatest living place.

Yeah.

It was only a second before I realized they were all dead.

That they've been placed there long centuries ago.

That they were homies.

And I laughed.

I took up the crystal globe that the little world lived in.

And then I made our way outside of the world of grass and sunlight.

And I, like saying, 20th century at least, carried the world on my shoulder.

I turned and looked back for a moment at the door.

And there, framed in a blackness beyond, stood an infant man in the dearly of a high tree,

such as each that's behind us on the stolen world.

And the arrow on the wall was pointed at my heart.

I always caught it.

And fell, kicking.

And flashed loose when she started to cry.

And we came away.

And looking at this place I like to see.

See?

Is it a bulletin's face?

I think it's very common I've got.

Never forget your face.

Well, isn't much more the sound.

Big, big.

I think very.

Oh, that's right.

Come in here.

All right.

I want to see this world.

This little silver globe that was faxed nearly a thousand years before Columbus was born

and a Mexican jungle that has beaten out a name.

Good.

Here it is.

Lighter thing, isn't it?

What?

Oh, yes.

I managed finally to place the crystal globe that was in.

It had a bigger earthquake than the planet was.

Yes.

I don't know why it's so safe to spend in the air like that.

This isn't port, of course.

No, I'm not super natural.

Of course, if you're natural, you'll only find out why.

But there's something else you want to be to see.

Look at it closely.

Isn't it beautiful?

It's common information.

See the mountains, the rockies, the Himalayas over here?

It really looks wet, doesn't it?

Wonderful workmen.

Oh, no.

It really is.

Here.

Take it with another fine glass.

Anything?

No, I guess you can.

You'd have to watch it for a long time to see.

I was.

Well, I'm pretty surprised when I discovered it.

Well, it's kind of like turning on its axis once every 24 hours.

It's going to be barking like that once every 24 hours.

A million, million, million years, then.

Oh, you see, I haven't got the greatest color of the world I've ever seen.

Have I?

I really did see it in the world.

And I'll tell you something.

The world is mine.

That's good.

Not anybody doing anything I don't like out.

Take care of them.

It's my world, please.

Don't believe it?

Or look here.

This is a very fine pattern on the blowpipe.

And this is one.

Is it?

That's just the hand of begging.

What?

No, no.

It's really going down the way.

I'm going to ask you something.

You see?

Nothing happens.

He does so.

Liz, turn on the radio.

There's a new program on now.

Go ahead.

That's just trying to prevent him.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

And he's still.

Followed it.

Hold for a minute.

He's in the holy land.

Here's the moment, please.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it is reported that the Sahara Desert,

the driest place in the world,

has been suddenly animated by a widespread conference

of unimaginable tension.

The rolling sand dunes of the world's greatest record

announced the first.

Early on.

The first.

There you see.

Sorry if I killed some people, but...

Well, I may have to kill lots of people today,

so...

You don't believe it?

Well, here, take this measure.

No?

Well, watch me.

What shall we describe?

No, no, no, not a town.

We'll wait for that.

Besides, I can't pinpoint a town on the globe

decided exactly.

Let's see.

Please, Liz.

Please, please, please.

Liz, will you sit down, please, and shut up?

No.

I guess it's fairly un-inhabited.

Northern Minnesota?

It's all before us there.

And it never had a disc race.

So...

No, ma'am.

...just gave it a few times to the needle.

Feel it?

That's then.

It's an earthquake a few thousand miles away

of very severe winds.

Liz, turn up the radio.

I don't want to.

In such a time of world unrest,

Mother Nature does not take her hand,

and she'll show her own power.

Yes.

Oh no.

Ladies and gentlemen, here is another catastrophe.

The Great Missabi Range in Northern Minnesota

has been completely obliterated

according to first reports of a devastating earthquake

that has laid waste thousands of square feet.

Whatever, all.

Well...

What do you think?

No, I don't know exactly what to do

but I can just keep these high crews.

No, ma'am, please.

You're a little blown enough.

Maybe I'll just just tighten

until they've all visited me.

And I'll put them all away.

And...

...and then I'll be alright.

I'd like to hear a thing.

No, ma'am.

What do you want?

No, ma'am.

It's lost.

Stop following.

It's lost.

Well, hello, brother priest.

Put that down.

Put it down, I say.

Put it down.

No, ma'am, don't...

Stop, I said you.

No, ma'am, don't...

Climb 3 for the night was called the man who stole the planet.

It was written in the record by Willis Cooper and the man who spoke to you was Ernest Cappell

and he'll become a place leader.

The voice on the radio was out of field content.

Music for Climb 3 is as usual displayed by Albert Brolin.

Now for the word about next week.

Our writer director Willis Cooper.

Well, nobody was stolen the world really.

Everybody in the city always loses their moments still alive.

And while they were on the edge, we actually got to know nobody living it again.

You wouldn't have lived here before.

So for next week, I've written a story that's later than you think.

And I hope you'll listen.

And so, I feel next week at the same time, I am Climb the Earth, Ernest Cappell.

Everyone is aware that the high cost of living is going higher,

but did you know that the cost of dying is also going up?

Last year, the price was $2,200,000.

That's right.

$2,200,000 was a price we paid for 1947 plastic accidents with $1,100,000 Americans and killed 32,000.

We confirmed about the cost of helping the war foreign countries of the world,

and yet we recklessly swung their lives and dollars and finally dispensed away under the captions

into the shame that had to happen to them.

We forget that a moment's carelessness on our part might result as happening to us.

What are you driving or walking, obey all practicals?

Look right, look left, look ahead, so you won't be looking up from six feet under.

Be careful, the life you say is maybe your own.

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