Rod Serling and Henry Bemis in “Time Enough at Last”

Rod Serling

Seconds, minutes, hours. They crawl by on hands and knees for Mr. Henry Bemis, who looks for a spark in the ashes of a dead world. A telephone connected to nothingness. A neighborhood bar, a movie, a baseball diamond, a hardware store, the mailbox of what was his house and is now a rubble. They lie at his feet as battered monuments to what was, but is no more.

Henry Bemis

Helen? Helen! Where are you?

Rod Serling

Mr. Henry Bemis on an eight-hour tour of a graveyard.