The Twilight Zone: "Mr. Bevis-Redux..."

The Twilight Zone: "Mr. Bevis-Redux..." Part VI...Conclusion...

The Twilight Zone: "Mr. Bevis Redux..."

Summary: The TZ episode featuring the rather eccentric but lovable Mr. Bevis gets a bit of tweaking...But it's still Orson Bean (worth looking up his work on YT) in the character role.

Disclaimer: He may be dead but only Rod Sterling owns "Twilight Zone" and no copyright infringement intended.

"Mr. Bevis Redux..."

Part VI...

"Hey, guys!" Bevis calls to the neighborhood children in the street, they cautiously eyeing him. He waves at them but they remain in place, glancing at each other...

"Don't they know me? I play with them every day..." he turns to a rather worriedly sheepish Aurora.

"I see..." he sighs. "Not in this existence."

"You're a busy person, maybe once you've settled in you can win them over." She suggests. "Though, after all, James, it is a little odd in any existence for a grown man to play with children."

"I just throw a ball around and say hi, how are you. No one's ever...Well..." he eyes her look. "Maybe a few people look at me like I'm a little cracked but..."

"It shouldn't be that way, I'm sorry, James." Aurora, carefully. "But you'll find some way to help them."

"You mean an adult, sensible way...From a safe distance? Not getting to know them, care about them. Writing checks, maybe?" hard stare... "Is that what you mean?"

She wilts a bit at his look...He closing his eyes, sighing...

The ball the kids were playing with, tossed ineptly by one of the smallest ones, struck the car's side.

The kids eyeing each other, the small boy looking rather terrified...As Bevis emerges from the car.

"It's ok, it's fine. No harm done." Bevis calls, with smile. The little boy nervously looking to the others but finally smiling back to Bevis. Mr. Bevis tosses the ball to him.

"Thank you, sir. Sorry." The boy calls.

"It's Jim. Again no problem, but try shooting a little more underhand to start till you get your aim going. Maybe tonight we can practice that, huh?"

"Yeah..." the boy smiles. "Thanks, Jim."

The others eyeing each other, calling the boy, Timmy, back.

"See...Not so bad..." Aurora notes, carefully, anxiously. "They're just not used to you being so friendly. You can find a way back into their lives, here."

"I guess it's not..." shrug. "I hate to think I was standoffish to them before."

"You might have to be a little...People could accept your old self playing around with kids, they knew you pretty well...The new you, a busy bachelor, they don't know so well? They might find just a bit too strange." She cautions. "Just saying, a little restraint...Till you get to know them and they get to know you again."

"But I did know them...And they did know me..." shake of head. "Don't I have any friends here? I always hated seeing people walk right past each other, no one acknowledging the other's existence. Now I'm one of those people?"

"I'm sure you can adjust things...James, it's just a matter of balance." She pleads. He stares at her sad face a long moment.

"Ok, ok...I'll try..." he shrugs. She offering grateful pat...

...

The new car did start rather more smoothly, though without that wonderful old clank and vibration...Though without the old clutch and stick, Mr. Bevis was somewhat at a loss for a moment as to how to shift gears.