Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction (1997) s02e03 Episode Script

[theme music]
Fact or fiction.
Are they really that different?
ANNOUNCER: "Beyond Belief--
Fact or Fiction."
Hosted by Jonathan Frakes.
We live in a world where
the real and unreal live
side-by-side, where substance
is disguised as illusion
and the only explanations
are unexplainable.
Can you separate
truth from fantasy?
To do so, you must break through
the web of your experience
and open your mind to
things beyond belief.
What you see is not
always what you get.
Take this line drawing
of a man in profile.
Is this an honest man?
The answer is written
across his face.
During this program,
you will be asked
to distinguish truth from
lies and stories that
are designed to deceive you.
We'll tell you which ones
were inspired by actual events
at the end of the show.
From this point on, be careful
what you choose to believe,
because the man who seems
to be telling the truth
may actually turn
out to be a liar.
Innocent until proven guilty.
Our entire system
of criminal justice
is based upon that premise.
Yet in their zeal to see
the guilty convicted,
some are too willing to deny
others that presumption.
Craig Hoffman was
that kind of cop.
His philosophy was,
if you're brought in,
you must have done
something wrong.
Hoffman was determined to get a
confession for every crime that
passed his desk, no
matter how many crimes he
had to commit in the process.
It was 5:00 PM on Tuesday when
Simms was brought in again.
It seemed like old
times, except this time,
the ending would
be much different.
Look who's back.
Officer Sams, watch and learn.
Help me out here, Sims.
I want to talk about the armed
robbery on 45th last night.
Now you don't know
anything about that, right?
Well you didn't have anything
to do with it, did you?
I mean, just because we picked
you up a block from the scene
mere minutes after it went
down, doesn't mean that you had
anything to do with it, right?
And just because a witness
picked you out of a lineup,
well that doesn't mean that
you're guilty of any crime,
is it?
Where's my lawyer?
Oh, come on, Simms, we
don't need a lawyer here.
We're just talking.
I mean, it's not like we think
you were even involved, right,
Sams?
I mean, just because your rap
sheet is a mile long and just
because you've been through
the system so many times
they're about to name the
revolving door after you,
I mean, that doesn't
even mean you were there!
Go to hell.
Officers Officer Sams, readjust
the restraints on the suspect,
please.
It's apparent that we
need to have a more
confidential conversation.
Tell him what
he wants to hear,
even if you have to
take it back later.
Up yours.
Don't mess with this guy.
This isn't some good
cop, bad cop routine.
Officer Sams, hook
him up and step out.
Hey Craig, uh, why don't
you let me talk to him
and see if I can--
Get out.
Simms.
Confession.
It's good for the soul, just
think of me as your priest.
I'm not Catholic.
And I didn't have anything
to do with any holdup.
Last chance.
What are you going
to do, kiss me?
Sure.
Get ready to pucker up.
But first, let's dance.
[beating noises]
That's enough!
He needs a doctor.
Eh.
When he confesses,
we'll get him one.
Hey McCarthy.
McCarthy, get in here and help
Sams take this piece of trash
down the lockup.
Hey Simms, tell me when
you're ready to talk.
I didn't do it.
This time it really wasn't me.
JONATHAN FRAKES: The
cops' business was done.
Now it was up to maintenance
to clean the wall.
OFFICER HOFFMAN:
You can talk to me.
Think of me as your priest.
You know, confession
is good for the soul.
McCarthy!
OFFICER MCCARTHY: Yeah?
OFFICER HOFFMAN: Hey, that was--
that was supposed to be gone.
Do you tell the
cleaning crew I'm
going to start checking
for green cards
if they don't stop slacking off.
They tried to clean it, but
this thing won't come out.
Then get it painted.
Yes, sir.
Well.
Where were we?
Officer?
It keeps bleeding through!
OFFICER HOFFMAN: Well
put some plaster on it.
What, I gotta do your job
as well as my own, huh?
Just get it done.
Now let me get this straight.
The burnt spoons and
the scales that we
found in your apartment,
they're not yours, right?
OFFICER MCCARTHY: Hoffman!
Sorry to break up
your little party
here, but we gotta take
his pictures again,
the film was bad.
Ah, take him.
Did you hear about Simms?
What?
The guy we had in
here the other day?
Armed robbery?
Oh, the guy with
the nosebleed, huh?
Yeah.
Well it seems some
crackhead in general lockup
didn't like the way
he looked at him.
Bashed his head in.
He's dead.
Well let's hear it
for the crackhead!
He did something the
justice system could not--
he stopped the revolving door.
JONATHAN FRAKES: What
happened next was
reconstructed by investigators.
Somehow, Hoffman found himself
locked inside the room.
And he must have been extremely
frightened at something
he saw, because Craig Hoffman,
an extremely fit police
officer, experienced a
fatal traumatic shock to
his nervous system that night.
[gasps]
[choking]
JONATHAN FRAKES: They found
Hoffman's body in the morning.
The official report
said heart failure,
but nobody could explain
the marks around his throat,
as if he had been
strangled by hand.
Weeks later, another man
confessed to the armed robbery,
clearing the name of Simms.
The bloody handprint
never appeared again.
What's the true
explanation here?
Was the handprint
on the wall really
a message from an innocent man?
Or was it an illusion caused
by some defect in workmanship
found in the wall itself?
If so, why did it reappear after
the wall was plastered over?
What about the strange
death of Craig Hoffman?
If it was a heart
attack, why did his neck
show signs of strangulation?
Did he accidentally
strangle himself as he
was trying to gasp for air?
Or was it some
retribution from beyond?
Is this story true,
or are the handprints
of a writer all over it?
ANNOUNCER: Find out if
this story is true or false
at the end of our show.
Next, screams haunt a
school on "Beyond Belief--
Fact or Fiction."
Is there a more annoying
sound than the screech
of chalk against chalkboard?
We all remember teachers who
despite years of classroom
experience couldn't stop
from making that sound
and students who would
make the sound just
to annoy the rest of the class.
But there is something highly
unusual about the chalkboard
in our story tonight.
The sounds it emits are far more
intense than the usual annoying
squeaks.
In fact, they're sounds
that seem to come
from the depths of hell itself.
[spits]
Cut it out!
What'd you do,
mama kisser, huh?
Did you hit a wrong
note in choir?
CLAIRE (VOICEOVER): I
was an honor student.
I couldn't believe I
actually had to stay
after school in detention.
It was a strange
place to be, but not
nearly as strange as the events
that would take place later.
MARTY: So What is
it, mama's boy?
I faked a note
to skip gym, OK?
Ah, you're a real desparato.
CLAIRE: Maybe everyone
doesn't aspire
to your level of criminal mind.
Oh really?
Well I do.
MARTY: What about
you, girlfriend?
Are you hanging
with us nasty boys?
Yeah.
I'm good in math.
I let a friend copy
answers on my test.
Uh, yeah, OK, Well,
yeah, that's cool, Claire.
MARTY: Well, if it isn't
our good friend Mr. Mumbles.
BULLY: Man.
[laughs] Yo, y'all.
MARTY (MUMBLING):
Hey, Mr. Mumbles!
Hey!
Hey you!
Don't you know
he's a deaf mute?
BULLY: Hey Mr. Mumbles!
That's not funny.
What?
I didn't do anything.
BULLY: Come on, Marty, man.
It's how we got here in
the first place, man!
Sit down, leave that man alone!
Hey-- hey!
What'd he say there?
You He said you're
harmless, but I say
you give failure a bad name.
Ha!
CLAIRE (VOICEOVER): Time
never seemed to pass as slowly
as it did that afternoon.
I was bored out of my mind.
But looking back on
it, maybe boredom
wasn't such a bad thing.
This school sucks!
STUDENT: You're going to get
us all in a lot of trouble
and Mrs. Sawyer comes back.
OK.
[screaming]
Oh my God!
What was that?
Hey, man!
Didn't come from out there, man!
Where was all that
screaming coming from?
I don't know!
Draw another line.
What are you, a nut?
Just do it.
[screaming]
Oh man, that's coming
from the blackboard!
[screaming]
BULLY: OK, this is impossible.
What the hell is going on?
CLAIRE: Someone's in trouble
and they're calling for help.
BULLY: How do we know
where this person's at?
CLAIRE: Give me the chalk.
[screaming]
We follow the screams.
Maybe one of us should stay
behind and wait for Mrs. Sawyer
to come back.
- Yeah.
Good.
You stay here.
Just keep drawing on the board.
Come on, guys, what
are you waiting for?
CLAIRE (VOICEOVER):
So we started
following the trail
of screams, hoping
it would lead us to the source.
We didn't know why this was
happening, we just knew it was.
[screaming]
OK, that's it.
I promise I'll
never cut gym again.
[wailing]
- This way.
OK.
[screaming]
This way.
[screaming]
T-t-too weird.
[wailing]
What do you guys think?
I don't know, man,
it's hard to tell.
Yeah, it's gotta be that way.
Right.
Uh, you go first, dawg.
[rattling]
CLAIRE: It's locked.
[screaming]
Step aside.
CLAIRE: Come on, hurry!
All right, I got it!
[screaming]
MARTY: Where's it coming from?
BULLY: OK, so nothing.
Over there!
Look out!
MARTY: Come on,
help me over here!
CLAIRE: Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
BULLY: We up-- slide
him out, slide him out!
You guys help!
Is he OK?
Yeah, he's gonna be all right.
Get him out there slowly.
CLAIRE: Oh my gosh!
BULLY: Come on, you got it?
MARTY: Yeah.
CLAIRE: Careful, careful!
It's-- it's OK.
Man, watch out for this hole.
CLAIRE: Take it easy.
- OK.
All right.
Over there, we'll-- the door.
Set him down-- easy, easy.
Come on, now, easy.
Easy.
OK.
You all right, there?
You can't understand me, huh?
What's he saying?
He'd like to thank you both.
Man, it's all right,
yeah, it's all right.
Yeah, as long as you all right.
Sorry.
OK?
Could this story be true?
Could the sounds of
a man in distress
really be communicated
through the chalkboard?
Or did the students
just imagine the board
was transmitting those sounds?
Where the sounds actually
coming from the vents
around the building?
But then, the
janitor's vocal chords
were in no shape to make any
sounds in the first place.
To figure out whether the
story is fact or fiction
isn't an easy exercise,
but that's your assignment.
ANNOUNCER: Find out if
this story is true or false
at the end of our show.
Next, a trip to the woods
takes an unexpected turn
on "Beyond Belief--
Fact or Fiction."
How many reports
have you watched
and read about the
dangers of stress?
Stressful aren't they?
Fighting stress has
become a major industry.
Squeeze this, rub
this, listen to this.
All designed to help you unwind
and reduce a condition that
has been blamed for everything
from high blood pressure
to hiccups.
Diane Lerner was feeling
the major symptoms of stress
in her life, she was determined
to shake off its effects
and find a place
where she could relax
and enjoy the world again.
But is there such a place?
Diane's about to find out.
DIANE: Hey, Ross, it's me.
JONATHAN FRAKES:
Diane Lerner was
taking her first time off since
she started at her company.
And on the way up, she spent
most of the time on the phone
to the office.
It's outstanding.
JONATHAN FRAKES: Driving.
On my desk, I've got this--
ROSS (ON PHONE): It can wait
until you get back, Diane.
No, no, it won't.
I want you to--
ROSS (ON PHONE): You're on your
first vacation in two years.
Chill out, Diane!
Listen, I worked up some
new numbers for dramas.
Now when you check
out the spreadsheet,
I want you to look
at line number 30.
ROSS (ON PHONE): Diane, we're
not going to fall apart here.
At least not totally.
I promise I'm not going to give
that account to anyone else.
Don't worry, you'll
blow them away, goodbye.
Ross, Ross!
Don't hang up, I'm serious!
Well just do those few things
for me and I'd really--
I'll appreciate it, OK?
ROSS (ON PHONE): Bye, Diane.
- I'll get back to you later.
ROSS (ON PHONE): You too.
- Have a good weekend.
ROSS (ON PHONE): Goodbye!
DIANE: Ugh!
Shoot.
[brakes screeching]
JONATHAN FRAKES: Safe driving
was not Diane Lerner's
strong point, but somehow
she appeared at her dream
getaway right on time.
The woodland cabin was
just as she pictured it.
The key was left just where
the landlady promised.
And the view Was just the remedy
Diane needed for the tension
that she'd been feeling lately.
The inside of the cabin had the
smell of hickory and pine wood,
and the furnishings
were perfect.
If Diane was looking
for peace and quiet,
this forest setting
was the place.
In fact, it was so quiet,
it was almost spooky.
[gasps] Ah!
Oh God-- I--
I didn't expect
someone to be here.
I'm Mrs. James.
Oh, right!
Of course!
I spoke to you on
the phone earlier.
- Yes.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Well I'm so sorry, I seemed
to have frightened you.
Oh no no, I just--
I'm-- I'm a bit unnerved.
I--
What?
I almost got into a car
accident on my way here.
I had dropped something and
there was this huge boulder
that was jutting out right in
the road and I turned and--
well, I almost didn't make
it here for my vacation.
MRS. JAMES: Glad you
made it in one piece.
I was just tidying up.
This place has been
closed up for some time.
Oh, it's great.
I mean, look at this, it's--
it's even more beautiful
than you describe.
MRS. JAMES: Oh, I'm
so glad you like it.
I think you're going to be
very comfortable and cozy here.
Oh I know I am.
[laughs] I just--
I've got a lot of work to do and
I just needed some place that I
could really concentrate.
On your vacation?
Oh OK.
Well the bedrooms and the
bathrooms are upstairs.
There's the kitchen.
And you probably
passed Osgood's store
on the way a few miles back?
Oh yeah.
And they make
their own ice cream,
you've got to get the
pistachio while you're there.
So I-- I think I'll leave
you alone so you can work.
Great.
Uh, where's the
closest neighbor?
Oh, that would be me.
If you cut straight through
the woods, I'm about a mile
due east.
So look, I've left my
number by the phone,
if you need anything, call.
Otherwise I'll just check
with you in a few days?
I'll leave the local
paper on your porch.
And I think that
just about covers it.
Well thank you.
MRS. JAMES: So enjoy.
- OK.
- Bye.
DIANE: Bye.
JONATHAN FRAKES: It was early
the next morning when Diane
started hearing the voices.
[children's laughter]
Hm.
JONATHAN FRAKES: She
ignored the sounds
at first, thinking
it must have been
the wind through the trees.
And then it came back again.
[children's laughter]
DIANE: Uh, excuse me, kids?
Excuse me!
Hello?
Excuse me!
Kids!
Hey!
Children, hello?
Excuse me!
Hello?
Excuse me?
Oh, OK, all right.
You know, are you
listening to me at all?
Hello?
JONATHAN FRAKES:
Suddenly they were gone.
It was quiet again.
DIANE: Oh, and by
the way, Mrs. James,
you know the children
that live in this area?
MRS. JAMES (ON PHONE): There
aren't any children Living
in this area, not for miles.
In fact, the people
who lived close by
had children who'd grown up
and moved out of the house.
Really?
Well, there was a bunch of
kids playing around the yard
and making a lot of noise?
MRS. JAMES (ON PHONE): Really?
You sure?
Mm-hmm.
MRS. JAMES (ON PHONE): Are
you really OK, my dear?
Oh yeah.
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
I just-- I just have to finish
up this work, that's all.
And I don't think they're
going to come back.
Thanks for calling, Mrs. James.
Bye.
MRS. JAMES (ON PHONE): Bye bye.
CHILDREN: Yoohoo!
Hey, I thought I told you kids
not to play around anymore, OK?
That-- that's enough.
Hey!
I'm not kidding, why do you
persist on playing this game?
I want you all to go home now.
- Come on!
- No!
Come down!
DIANE: Hey, I'm
not joking anymore,
I want each and every
one of you to go home!
Go on, get out of here!
CHILD: It's time.
Go away!
CHILD: Come with us.
[sighs]
JONATHAN FRAKES: The Peace
and quiet of the forest
was forever disturbed now.
The next day, she would
feel differently about it.
[children's laughter]
Are you ready now?
For what?
You know.
No, no I don't.
It's time.
Time for Time for what?
What, this?
Come with us.
OK.
I'm coming.
Diane!
Whoo hoo!
Hi, Diane!
Hey!
Diane?
JONATHAN FRAKES: Let's
look at the paper again.
Another accident the same day
involving six schoolchildren.
Was the woman that Mrs. James
encountered that day only
the spirit of Diane Lerner?
Did she truly become one of
the spirits of the woods?
Did she join the
ghosts of the children
who died in the bus tragedy?
Or was our witness Mrs.
James a bit over excited?
Maybe she imagined
that Diane disappeared.
Could it be that Diane was
disappointed with her paradise
and slipped out without
telling Mrs. James?
But what then are we to make
of the newspaper article?
Is the truth easy to spot here?
Or is it difficult to tell
the forest from the trees?
ANNOUNCER: Find out if
this story is true or false
at the end of our show.
Next, fate visits a corner
drugstore on "Beyond Belief--
Fact or Fiction."
For those of us who grew
up in another generation,
the corner drugstore
was a magical place.
You gave the man
behind the counter
an illegible note
from your doctor
and he would fill tiny
bottles with pills
and potions that had the
power to make you feel better.
And perhaps most magical of
all, the man knew you by name.
Everett Spencer was a
throwback to that earlier
time when the pharmacy
profession was a personal one.
But now, the modern
era is starting
to close in on him like--
like a virus, and he has no
prescription to fight it off.
Everett Spencer was always
a hero to his grandson.
That's why he became
a pharmacist too.
In the old days, Everett
was quick, sharp,
on top of all the
latest breakthroughs,
but nowadays he was slow
and set in his ways.
Just post the
prescription on the board
and type out the label.
The new junior partner,
his grandson Martin,
was going to change all that.
There we are, Granddad.
The family business.
How about that?
I couldn't be more proud.
[bell ringing]
JONATHAN FRAKES:
The first customer
that day was a steady
patron of the pharmacy
since Martin was a little boy.
Oh, Ruth, how are
you doing this morning?
Doing just fine, Everett.
Do you remember
my grandson Martin?
Of course!
Martin is a
pharmacist too, he's
going to be working with me.
MARTIN: It's nice
to see, Mrs. Fulton.
Thank you.
Martin, could you snag
Ms Fulton's prescription
off the shelf?
Sure.
RUTH: It must be
wonderful having
your grandson back here again,
and working with you too!
It's a proud day.
Uh, Granddad?
Yes, that's it.
There's no drug indicated.
Yes, we know what it's
for, don't we, Ruth?
Now can I get you
anything else today?
No, no, no, this
will keep me going.
See you in a couple weeks.
OK bye bye.
Granddad, what
were those pills?
Oh, Ruth's been taking
those for the better
part of 20 years.
Well there was no drug name.
I mean, what if
she forgets and she
starts mixing prescriptions?
I mean, you should indicate
what they are unless--
they're sugar pills.
That's right.
Why are you giving her pills
that have no medicinal purpose?
Because she thinks they do.
OK.
Granddad, it's time to
step into the 21st century.
The only people who are
prescribed placebos anymore
are--
Sometimes people
like Mrs. Fulton.
Anyway, she swears by them.
You heard her, they
keep her going.
Grandpa, you're
still typing labels
with that old typewriter?
Everyone's computerized now.
Everyone but me.
I have no need to learn
something so complicated.
It's easy, Grandpa.
I could teach you.
It would triple our business.
Doctors could email
us directly, we
would finally be able to compete
with the chain pharmacies.
I enjoy my
relationships with people.
I like talking to the doctors.
Well now you can talk
to doctors about your golf
game and not prescriptions.
You're not going to convince
me that technology is more
important than human relations.
[typing]
Be right with you.
MARTIN: It's me, Grandpa.
Here it is, our link
to the 21st century.
I know, I know, you're
not happy about it,
but this one is
so easy, Grandpa.
Everything we need
is already loaded.
We just plug it in,
I got it all set up.
Now, with this
bundle of wires, you
can go on an African safari--
I'm too old for a safari.
Well not if you could do it in
the comfort of your own chair.
OK, let's set this baby up.
EVERETT: I've got to
mail these letters.
Mrs. Samuels will be in
to pick up her medication,
so 10 milligrams of Equicet.
The prescription is right
here, I'll put it on the board.
Dr. S.L. Hampton.
EVERETT: Yeah.
MARTIN: Yeah, I called
his office yesterday,
I gave them our
new email address.
I'll bet they emailed
that prescription.
I'll be right back.
I'll take care
of Mrs. Samuels.
JONATHAN FRAKES: Martin could
tell that his grandfather was
upset, but he felt
that in time, he
would thank him for all this.
I'll be right there.
JONATHAN FRAKES: Martin would
never forget this customer, not
after what happened that day.
Hi, can I help you?
Yes I'm picking
up a prescription.
Harriet Samuels?
Oh yes, Mrs. Samuels
it'll be just a few minutes.
JONATHAN FRAKES: Martin
went to the board
where Everett had posted
Mrs. Samuels' prescription,
but the prescription was gone.
HARRIET: I'm in
somewhat of a hurry.
Yes ma'am.
Dr. Hampton, 10
milligrams of Equicet,
I was just about to fill it.
Is there a problem?
No, ma'am.
No, um, I just--
I just need to reconfirm
the prescription
on our new computer system.
We're linked up with
Dr. Hampton's office,
so this should
just take a second.
JONATHAN FRAKES: This was
the first test of Martin's
system, the high tech approach.
But for some reason, the
prescription wasn't coming up.
As I said, I'm--
I'm in a hurry.
Yes, ma'am, I'll--
I'll be right with you.
EVERETT: Hello, Mrs. Samuels.
Oh, hello, Everett.
Perhaps you can help.
I'm in a hurry and I
think there might be
a problem with my prescription.
I'll take care of it right
away, I'm sorry for the delay.
HARRIET: Thank you, Everett.
Do you have the prescription?
It's not on the board,
I couldn't find it.
Did you call the doctor?
MARTIN: Well-- I was trying to
get it on the computer first.
I mean, I know that you said it
was 10 milligrams of Equicet,
but--
- Carolyn?
It's Everett Spencer.
I've misplaced the prescription
for Harriet Samuels.
Can I have a minute with S.L.?
S.L., I'm sorry to bother you.
I-- I've managed to
misplace the prescription
on Harriet Samuels.
I know it's for Equicet
10 milligrams, but I--
one milligram?
Oh, uh, thank
goodness I called you.
Sure, sure.
Goodbye.
My God, Grandpa.
Me 10 milligrams
would've killed her.
I'm sure it said
10 milligrams.
We'll be right with
you, Mrs. Samuels.
Would you fill it for me please?
JONATHAN FRAKES: At that
point, Everett walked
over to check the board again.
EVERETT: Martin?
I thought you said
it wasn't here.
Who was watching over
SpenceQuick Pharmacy that day?
Was that fated prescription
simply misplaced?
If so, how did it end
up back on the board?
Did Everett's grandson
find it and put
it back himself, too embarrassed
to tell his grandfather what
really happened?
But then how did it
disappear in the first place?
Maybe there was
some angelic spirit
watching over the pharmacy.
Is this strange story of a
prescription go down easy?
Or do you find it
hard to swallow?
ANNOUNCER: Find out if
this story is true or false
at the end of our show.
Next, a scary story of summer
camp on "Beyond Belief--
Fact or Fiction."
For most of us,
summer camp evokes
sweet thoughts of fresh
air, fun in the sun,
and mischief after dark.
But for some
children, summer camp
recalls more bitter feelings.
Memories of isolation,
homesickness, and the taunts
of their peers.
All Anthony Shaw
wanted to do was have
a happy, carefree summer away.
Everyone knew he was different.
They were about to find
out he was special.
ANTHONY (VOICEOVER):
I never really
wanted to go away to camp.
All I really did there was read.
I could have done
that staying at home.
I actually like the
rainy days the best
because they gave
us free time and I
could lose myself in a book.
I really didn't give
anybody any trouble.
I just wanted to be left alone.
I couldn't figure out
why the other kids
wouldn't allow that to happen,
especially Marty and Darren.
Don't be a jerk, OK?
It's me.
Keep your hands off me.
I need your help.
Will you help me?
I need to find Darren.
I can't find him anywhere.
Marty I'm getting tired.
We've been looking
for over an hour.
I know, I know.
I'm getting hungry too.
At least the rain
quit a little bit.
[squealing]
Did you hear that?
Yeah.
I'll-- I'll check the back end.
You check storage tank.
- [screams]
- [screams]
[screams]
[laughter]
Ooh, the boogeyman's
gonna get you!
DARREN: You should've
seen his eyeballs!
Dude, they were like, pah!
[laughter] I can't believe it!
Good year for ketchup.
ANTHONY: You guys
are such jerks.
That wasn't funny.
What is going on?
Nothing.
Step Just having a little fun.
Well who was screaming?
It sounded like someone
was getting murdered.
Yeah!
Yeah!
Anthony, go to your tent.
You two clowns come with me.
Sit down!
Is there something seriously
wrong with you guys?
It was a joke!
Nobody got hurt .
Anthony did.
Now I want you guys
to lay off him.
But this was Totally rad!
You should've seen him!
Man, even the most--
CAMP COUNSELOR: Knock it off.
Now he's a nice kid
who's having a hard time.
Try-- try to have a little
bit of compassion, OK?
I mean, how would
you feel if someone
did something like that to you?
No one does.
He's such a wimp.
And stop calling him
names, you understand me?
Yeah, whatever.
Marty?
OK.
Geez.
CAMPER 1: Hey, let's
get something to eat.
Gotta get something to eat.
Yeah.
Hey, watch this, watch this.
Rise and shine, Anthony.
It's another fiber-filled
snack day at summer camp.
Man, he's putting us on.
Come on Anthony, you wake up.
Anthony.
Hey, they say the rain
should be letting up.
Let's get dressed and moving.
Well Richard, look at Anthony.
I think there's something
definitely wrong.
Hey Anthony, we're going
canoeing today, your favorite.
Get up.
Where's Marty and Darren?
Did they do this to him?
I-- I don't know.
I haven't seen them all morning.
CAMPER 2: I ain't
seen them either.
CAMP COUNSELOR: His
pulse is racing.
Huh?
Anthony, you OK?
Had a nightmare.
It was weird.
You know how sometimes in
your dreams you do something
and you don't know why?
ANTHONY (VOICEOVER): I
dreamt that I got out of bed
and went running and
running through the woods.
All I knew was
somebody was in trouble
and I was the only one
who could help them.
DARREN: We're not
going to get caught.
Maybe it'll just be
where we left it.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
[growling]
That's a wolf.
That's a hungry, hungry wolf.
[barks]
Help, help-- no!
[growling]
Nice little wolf.
[barking]
Lay down.
Come on, good wolf.
ANTHONY: Guys, shh.
What are you doing here?
[growling]
Here, wolfie, wolfie.
[whistles] You guys be quiet.
Shh.
Here you go, you want another?
Give him more.
[whistles] Here you go.
All right.
Walk down the hill
slowly behind me.
Don't run or he'll chase you.
It never even growled
at me or anything.
It just kept staring at me.
MARTY: How'd you
beat us back here?
Yeah?
We were just in the woods!
With Anthony!
He's been here the whole time.
DARREN: We were
just in the woods.
A wolf almost attacked us.
He was covered in blood!
DARREN: And Anthony saved us!
And then he got us out of there!
It just happened!
It couldn't have been him,
Anthony never left the tent.
DARREN: There's the
DARREN: cookies!
It's the ones he fed the wolf!
ANTHONY (VOICEOVER):
So what kind of a dream
was that anyway?
JONATHAN FRAKES:
How could Anthony
have been asleep in
his bunk and outside
in the woods at the same time?
And if he was in his bunk the
whole time, then who saved
Marty and Darren from the wolf?
Did Marty and Darren
in their terror
only imagine that
Anthony was there?
But what about the detail of
the chocolate chip cookies?
Could they have
imagined that too?
Is this a story of a person
being in two places at once,
or is it just another
tale one would tell
around the fire at summer camp?
ANNOUNCER: Next, you'll find out
which of our stories are fact
and which are fiction, when
"Beyond Belief" returns.
Now it's time to
see how well you
did judging whether our stories
tonight were fact or fiction.
The plot about the
detective who couldn't
remove the stain from his
wall or his conscience--
real or unreal?
Tell him what
he wants to hear,
even if you have to
take it back later.
Up yours.
Don't mess with this guy,
this isn't some good cop,
bad cop routine.
Officer Sams, hook
him up and step out.
Hey Craig, uh, why don't
you let me talk to him
and see if I can--
Get out.
If you guessed this one
was based on an actual event,
you're right.
It happened.
How about the tale
of the terrifying
sounds that seem to come from
a common classroom chalkboard?
True or false?
[screaming]
OK, that's it.
I promise I'll
never cut gym again.
[screaming]
- This way.
All right.
The story of a school haunted
by the sounds of screams
was inspired by actual events.
It's fact.
Our next story was about the
woman who left her high stress
job for Heaven on Earth.
[children's laughter]
DIANE: Uh, excuse me please.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Excuse me!
Kids!
Hey, children?
Hello?
Excuse me?
Hello?
Excuse me.
Oh, OK, all right.
You know, are you
listening to me at all?
Did this story of the garden
of angels ring true to you?
Not this time.
We created it.
What about the story of
the vanishing prescription?
Did you think this one
was based on reality?
I managed to
misplace a prescription
on Harriet Samuels.
I know it's for Equicet
10 milligrams, but I--
one milligram?
Oh, uh, thank
goodness I called you.
Sure, sure.
Goodbye.
My God, Grandpa.
10 milligrams
would've killed her.
This tale of a mysterious
force protecting a pharmacy
is based on an actual incident.
It's real.
A story that took
place at summer
camp of a boy that seemed
to be in two places at once.
Fact or fiction?
Walk down the hill
slowly behind me.
Don't run or he'll chase you.
It never even growled
at me or anything.
It just kept staring at me.
MARTY: How'd you
beat us back here?
Was this a figment of
a writer's imagination?
No.
This one was inspired by truth.
So what was your score tonight?
Were you able to separate
fact from fantasy?
And how bizarre
does reality have
to become before it reaches
a point that's beyond belief?
I'm Jonathan Frakes.
ANNOUNCER: Join us
for more stories
next time on "Beyond Belief."
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