Narrator: Portrait of a TV fan. Name: Joe Britt. Occupation: cab driver. Tonight, Mr. Britt is going to watch 'a really big show,' something special for the cabbie who's seen everything. Joe Britt doesn't know it, but his flag is down and his meter's running and he's in high gear--on his way to the Twilight Zone.
Joe: (about his wife) Why, she wouldn't know sympathy if it bit her in the back side!
Woman: Marry me.
Joe: Marry you? Oh, now, look, baby, we're talking about two different things. Love is flowers and wine with the dinner. Marriage is a floor mop and two pounds of hamburger.
Woman: Oh, well, I don't mind hamburger. Uh, with onions.
Narrator: The next time your TV set is on the blink, when you're in the need of a first-rate repairman, may we suggest our own specialist? Factory-trained, prompt, honest, twenty-four-hour service. You won't find him in the phone book, but his office is conveniently located--in the Twilight Zone.