ANNOUNCER TWO:…for the next twenty-four hours not much change in temperature. A slight
atmospheric disturbance of undetermined origin is reported over Nova Scotia, causing a low pressure
area to move down rather rapidly over the Northeastern states, bringing a forecast of rain, accompanied
by winds of light gale force. Maximum temperature 66; minimum 48. This weather report comes to you
from the Government Weather Bureau… We now take you to the Meridian Room in the Hotel Park
Plaza in downtown New York, where you will be entertained by the music of Ramón Raquello and his
( : [ ]… )
MUSIC SPANISH THEME SONG A TANGO FADES
ANNOUNCER THREE: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. From the Meridian Room in the Park
Plaza in New York City, we bring you the music of Ramón Raquello and his orchestra. With a touch of
the Spanish. Ramón Raquello leads off with “La Cumparsita”.
PIECE STARTS PLAYING
ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a
special bulletin from the Intercontinental Radio News. At twenty minutes before eight, central time,
Professor Farrell of the Mount Jennings Observatory, Chicago, Illinois, reports observing several
explosions of incandescent gas, occurring at regular intervals on the planet Mars. The spectroscope
indicates the gas to be hydrogen and moving towards the earth with enormous velocity. Professor
Pierson of the Observatory at Princeton confirms Farrell’s observation, and describes the phenomenon
as (quote) like a jet of blue flame shot from a gun (unquote). We now return you to the music of
Ramón Raquello, playing for you in the Meridian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel, situated in downtown
( … )
MUSIC PLAYS FOR A FEW MOMENTS UNTIL PIECE ENDS SOUND OF APPLAUSE
ANNOUNCER THREE: Now a tune that never loses favor, the ever-popular “Star Dust”. Ramón
Raquello and his orchestra…
ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, following on the news given in our bulletin a moment
ago, the Government Meteorological Bureau has requested the large observatories of the country to
keep an astronomical watch on any further disturbances occurring on the planet Mars. Due to the
unusual nature of this occurrence, we have arranged an interview with noted astronomer, Professor
Pierson, who will give us his views on the event. In a few moments we will take you to the Princeton
Observatory at Princeton, New Jersey. We return you until then to the music of Ramón Raquello and
ANNOUNCER TWO: We are now ready to take you to the Princeton Observatory at Princeton where
Carl Phillips, our commentator, will interview Professor Richard Pierson, famous astronomer. We take
you now to Princeton, New Jersey.
PHILLIPS: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Carl Phillips, speaking to you from the
observatory at Princeton. I am standing in a large semi-circular room, pitch black except for an oblong
split in the ceiling. Through this opening I can see a sprinkling of stars that cast a kind of frosty glow
over the intricate mechanism of the huge telescope. The ticking sound you hear is the vibration of the
clockwork. Professor Pierson stands directly above me on a small platform, peering through a giant
lens. I ask you to be patient, ladies and gentlemen, during any delay that may arise during our interview.
Besides his ceaseless watch of the heavens, Professor Pierson may be interrupted by telephone or other
communications. During this period he is in constant touch with the astronomical centers of the
world… Professor, may I begin our questions?
PIERSON: At any time, Mr. Phillips.
PHILLIPS: Professor, would you please tell our radio audience exactly what you see as you observe the
planet Mars through your telescope?
PIERSON: Nothing unusual at the moment, Mr. Phillips. A red disk swimming in a blue sea.
Transverse stripes across the disk. Quite distinct now because Mars happens to be the point nearest the
earth… in opposition, as we call it.
PHILLIPS: In your opinion, what do these transverse stripes signify, Professor Pierson?
PIERSON: Not canals, I can assure you, Mr. Phillips, although that’s the popular conjecture of those
who imagine Mars to be inhabited. From a scientific viewpoint the stripes are merely the result of
atmospheric conditions peculiar to the planet.
PHILLIPS: Then you’re quite convinced as a scientist that living intelligence, as we know it, does not
exist on Mars?
PIERSON: I’d say the chances against it are a thousand to one.
PHILLIPS: And yet how do you account for those gas eruptions occurring on the surface of the planet
at regular intervals?
PIERSON: Mr. Phillips, I cannot account for it.
PHILLIPS: By the way, Professor, for the benefit of our listeners, how far is Mars from earth?
PIERSON: Approximately forty million miles.
PHILLIPS: Well, that seems a safe enough distance.
( ) Thank you.
PHILLIPS: Just a moment, ladies and gentlemen, someone has just handed Professor Pierson a
message. While he reads it, let me remind you that we are speaking to you from the observatory in
Princeton, New Jersey, where we are interviewing the world-famous astronomer, Professor Pierson…
One moment, please. Professor Pierson has passed me a message which he has just received…
Professor, may I read the message to the listening audience?
PIERSON: Certainly, Mr. Phillips
PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, I shall read you a wire addressed to Professor Pierson from Dr.
Gray of the National History Museum, New York. “9:15 p.m. eastern standard time. Seismograph
registered shock of almost earthquake intensity occurring within a radius of twenty miles of Princeton.
Please investigate. Signed, Lloyd Gray, Chief of Astronomical Division”… Professor Pierson, could
this occurrence possibly have something to do with the disturbances observed on the planet Mars?
PIERSON: Hardly, Mr. Phillips. This is probably a meteorite of unusual size and its arrival at this
particular time is merely a coincidence. However, we shall conduct a search, as soon as daylight permits.
PHILLIPS: Thank you, Professor. Ladies and gentlemen, for the past ten minutes we’ve been speaking
to you from the observatory at Princeton, bringing you a special interview with Professor Pierson,
noted astronomer. This is Carl Phillips speaking. We are returning you now to our New York studio.
FADE IN PIANO PLAYING
ANNOUNCER TWO: Ladies and gentlemen, here is the latest bulletin from the Intercontinental
Radio News. Toronto, Canada: Professor Morse of McGill University reports observing a total of three
explosions on the planet Mars, between the hours of 7:45 p.m. and 9:20 p.m., Eastern Standard Time.
This confirms earlier reports received from American observatories. Now, nearer home, comes a
special bulletin from Trenton, New Jersey. It is reported that at 8:50 p.m. a huge, flaming object,
believed to be a meteorite, fell on a farm in the neighborhood of Grovers Mill, New Jersey, twenty-two
miles from Trenton. The flash in the sky was visible within a radius of several hundred miles and the
noise of the impact was heard as far north as Elizabeth. We have dispatched a special mobile unit to the
scene, and will have our commentator, Carl Phillips, give you a word picture as soon as he can reach
there from Princeton. In the meantime, we take you to the Hotel Martinet in Brooklyn, where Bobby
Millette and his orchestra are offering a program of dance music.
( . . . )
SWING BAND FOR TWENTY SECONDS THEN CUT
ANNOUNCER TWO: We take you now to Grovers Mill, New Jersey.
( . . . )
CROWD NOISES POLICE SIRENS
PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Carl Phillips again, at the Wilmuth farm, Grovers Mill, New
Jersey. Professor Pierson and myself made the eleven miles from Princeton in ten minutes. Well, I… I
hardly know where to begin, to paint for you a word picture of the strange scene before my eyes, like
something out of a modern “Arabian Nights”. Well, I just got here. I haven’t had a chance to look
around yet. I guess that’s it. Yes, I guess that’s the… thing, directly in front of me, half buried in a vast
pit. Must have struck with terrific force. The ground is covered with splinters of a tree it must have
struck on its way down. What I can see of the… object itself doesn’t look very much like a meteor, at
least not the meteors I’ve seen. It looks more like a huge cylinder. It has a diameter of… what would
you say, Professor Pierson?
PIERSON ( - ): What’s that?
PHILLIPS: What would you say… what is the diameter?
PIERSON: About thirty yards.
PHILLIPS: About thirty yards… The metal on the sheath is… well, I’ve never seen anything like it.
The color is sort of yellowish-white. Curious spectators now are pressing close to the object in spite of
the efforts of the police to keep them back. They’re getting in front of my line of vision. Would you
mind standing to one side, please?
POLICEMAN: One side, there, one side.
PHILLIPS: While the policemen are pushing the crowd back, here’s Mr. Wilmuth, owner of the farm
here. He may have some interesting facts to add… Mr. Wilmuth, would you please tell the radio
audience as much as you remember of this rather unusual visitor that dropped in your backyard? Step
closer, please. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mr. Wilmuth.
WILMUTH: Well, I was listenin’ to the radio.
PHILLIPS: Closer and louder please.
WILMUTH: Pardon me!
PHILLIPS: Louder, please, and closer.
WILMUTH: Yes, sir -- while I was listening to the radio and kinda drowsin’, that Professor fellow was
talkin’ about Mars, so I was half dozin’ and half…
PHILLIPS: Yes, yes, Mr. Wilmuth. Then what happened?
WILMUTH: As I was sayin’, I was listenin’ to the radio kinda halfways…
PHILLIPS: Yes, Mr. Wilmuth, and then you saw something?
WILMUTH: Not first off. I heard something.
PHILLIPS: And what did you hear?
WILMUTH: A hissing sound. Like this: sssssss…kinda like a fourt’ of July rocket.
PHILLIPS: Then what?
WILMUTH: Turned my head out the window and would have swore I was to sleep and dreamin’.
WILMUTH: I seen a kinda greenish streak and then zingo! Somethin’ smacked the ground. Knocked
me clear out of my chair!
PHILLIPS: Well, were you frightened, Mr. Wilmuth?
WILMUTH: Well, I -- I ain’t quite sure. I reckon I -- I was kinda riled.
PHILLIPS: Thank you, Mr. Wilmuth. Thank you.
WILMUTH: Want me to tell you some more?
PHILLIPS: No… That’s quite all right, that’s plenty.
PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, you’ve just heard Mr. Wilmuth, owner of the farm where this thing
has fallen. I wish I could convey the atmosphere… the background of this… fantastic scene. Hundreds
of cars are parked in a field in back of us. Police are trying to rope off the roadway leading to the farm.
But it’s no use. They’re breaking right through. Cars’ headlights throw an enormous spot on the pit
where the object’s half buried. Some of the more daring souls are now venturing near the edge. Their
silhouettes stand out against the metal sheen.
FAINT HUMMING SOUND
One man wants to touch the thing… he’s having an argument with a policeman. The policeman
wins…. Now, ladies and gentlemen, there’s something I haven’t mentioned in all this excitement, but
now it’s becoming more distinct. Perhaps you’ve caught it already on your radio. Listen:
Do you hear it? It’s a curious humming sound that seems to come from inside the object. I’ll move the
microphone nearer. ( ) Now we’re not more then twenty-five feet away. Can you hear it now? Oh,
PIERSON: Yes, Mr. Phillips?
PHILLIPS: Can you tell us the meaning of that scraping noise inside the thing?
PIERSON: Possibly the unequal cooling of its surface.
PHILLIPS: I see, do you still think it’s a meteor, Professor?
PIERSON: I don’t know what to think. The metal casing is definitely extraterrestrial… not found on
this earth. Friction with the earth’s atmosphere usually tears holes in a meteorite. This thing is smooth
and, as you can see, of cylindrical shape.
PHILLIPS: Just a minute! Something’s happening! Ladies and gentlemen, this is terrific! This end of the
thing is beginning to flake off! The top is beginning to rotate like a screw! The thing must be hollow!
VOICES: She’s movin’! Look, the darn thing’s unscrewing! Keep back, there! Keep back, I tell you!
Maybe there’s men in it trying to escape! It’s red hot, they’ll burn to a cinder! Keep back there. Keep
those idiots back!
SUDDENLY THE CLANKING SOUND OF A HUGE PIECE OF FALLING METAL
VOICES: She’s off! The top’s loose! Look out there! Stand back!
PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the most terrifying thing I have ever witnessed . . . Wait a
minute! Someone’s crawling out of the hollow top. Someone or… something. I can see peering out of
that black hole two luminous disks… are they eyes? It might be a face. It might be…
SHOUT OF AWE FROM THE CROWD
PHILLIPS: Good heavens, something’s wriggling out of the shadow like a gray snake. Now it’s another
one, and another. They look like tentacles to me. There, I can see the thing’s body. It’s large, large as a
bear and it glistens like wet leather. But that face, it… Ladies and gentlemen, it’s indescribable. I can
hardly force myself to keep looking at it. The eyes are black and gleam like a serpent. The mouth is V-
shaped with saliva dripping from its rimless lips that seem to quiver and pulsate. The monster or
whatever it is can hardly move. It seems weighed down by… possibly gravity or something. The thing’s
raising up. The crowd falls back now. They’ve seen plenty. This is the most extraordinary experience. I
can’t find words… I’ll pull this microphone with me as I talk. I’ll have to stop the description until I
can take a new position. Hold on, will you please, I’ll be right back in a minute.
FADE INTO PIANO
ANNOUNCER: We are bringing you an eyewitness account of what’s happening on the Wilmuth
farm, Grovers Mill, New Jersey. ( ) We now return you to Carl Phillips at Grovers Mill.
PHILLIPS: Ladies and gentlemen (Am I on?). Ladies and gentlemen, here I am, back of a stone wall
that adjoins Mr. Wilmuth’s garden. From here I get a sweep of the whole scene. I’ll give you every
detail as long as I can talk. As long as I can see. More state police have arrived They’re drawing up a
cordon in front of the pit, about thirty of them. No need to push the crowd back now. They’re willing
to keep their distance. The captain is conferring with someone. We can’t quite see who. Oh yes, I
believe it’s Professor Pierson. Yes, it is. Now they’ve parted. The Professor moves around one side,
studying the object, while the captain and two policemen advance with something in their hands. I can
see it now. It’s a white handkerchief tied to a pole… a flag of truce. If those creatures know what that
means… what anything means!… Wait! Something’s happening!
HISSING SOUND FOLLOWED BY A HUMMING THAT INCREASES IN INTENSITY
PHILLIPS: A humped shape is rising out of the pit. I can make out a small beam of light against a
mirror. What’s that? There’s a jet of flame springing from the mirror, and it leaps right at the advancing
men. It strikes them head on! Good Lord, they’re turning into flame!
SCREAMS AND UNEARTHLY SHRIEKS
PHILLIPS: Now the whole field’s caught fire. ( ) The woods . . . the barns . . . the gas tanks
of automobiles . . . it’s spreading everywhere. It’s coming this way. About twenty yards to my right . . .
( ... )
CRASH OF MICROPHONE THEN DEAD SILENCE
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, I have a grave announcement to make. Incredible as it may
seem, both the observations of science and the evidence of our eyes lead to the inescapable assumption
that those strange beings who landed in the Jersey farmlands tonight are the vanguard of an invading
army from the planet Mars. The battle which took place tonight at Grovers Mill has ended in one of
the most startling defeats ever suffered by any army in modern times; seven thousand men armed with
rifles and machine guns pitted against a single fighting machine of the invaders from Mars. […] We
take you now to Washington for a special broadcast on the National Emergency . . . the Secretary of
the Interior . . .
SECRETARY: Citizens of the nation: I shall not try to conceal the gravity of the situation that
confronts the country, nor the concern of your government in protecting the lives and property of its
people. However, I wish to impress upon you – private citizens and public officials, all of you -- the
urgent need of calm and resourceful action. Fortunately, this formidable enemy is still confined to a
comparatively small area, and we may place our faith in the military forces to keep them there. In the
meantime placing our faith in God we must continue the performance of our duties each and every one
of us, so that we may confront this destructive adversary with a nation united, courageous, and
consecrated to the preservation of human supremacy on this earth. I thank you.
ORSON WELLES: This is Orson Welles, ladies and gentlemen, out of character to assure you that The
War of The Worlds has no further significance than as the holiday offering it was intended to be. The
Mercury Theatre’s own radio version of dressing up in a sheet and jumping out of a bush and saying
Boo! Starting now, we couldn’t soap all your windows and steal all your garden gates by tomorrow
night… so we did the best next thing. We annihilated the world before your very ears, and utterly
destroyed the CBS. You will be relieved, I hope, to learn that we didn’t mean it, and that both
institutions are still open for business. So goodbye everybody, and remember the terrible lesson you
learned tonight. That grinning, glowing, globular invader of your living room is an inhabitant of the
pumpkin patch, and if your doorbell rings and nobody’s there, that was no Martian. It’s Hallowe’en.
Exercise 5 setting
Find examples of dialogue being used to describe (note the repetition of expressions belonging
to the field of ) and to give reference of . Underline words and phrases in the text.
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