- Ethel Bedeker: Walter, please come back to the apartment. I'll make you potato pancakes. Remember, you always used to love potato pancakes.
- Walter Bedeker: Ethel, *you* are a potato pancake. You're as tasteless as a potato pancake.
- Rod Serling - Narrator: [Opening Narration] You're about to meet a hypochondriac. Witness, Mr. Walter Bedeker, age forty-four, afraid of the following: death, disease, other people, germs, draft, and everything else. He has one interest in life, and that's Walter Bedeker. One preoccupation: the life and well-being of Walter Bedeker. One abiding concern about society: that if Walter Bedeker should die, how will it survive without him?
- Walter Bedeker: Who are you?
- Cadwallader: Cadwallader's my name. At least, it's the name I'm using this month. It has a nice feeling on the tongue. "Cad-wall-ah-der."
- Walter Bedeker: [checks to see if the bedroom window is locked] How'd you get in here?
- Cadwallader: I've never been gone. I've been here for some time.
- Rod Serling - Narrator: [Closing Narration] There's a saying, 'Every man is put on Earth condemned to die, time and method of execution unknown.' Perhaps, this is as it should be. Case in point: Walter Bedeker, lately deceased, a little man with such a yen to live. Beaten by the Devil, by his own boredom - and by the scheme of things in this, The Twilight Zone.
- Walter Bedeker: I swear, he's cheated me. Immortality. What's the good of it, if there isn't any kicks, any excitement?
- Cadwallader: [Walter Bedeker is in his cell about to face an eternity in prison] Mr. Bedeker, about that escape clause, you care to utilize it now?
- [Bedeker nods yes]
- Cadwallader: That's a wise man. Odd thing: you look like a man having a heart attack. Just like a man having a heart attack.
- [Bedeker falls over, dead]