- Marilyn Cuberle: Yes, but is that good? Being like everybody? I mean, isn't that the same as being nobody?
- Valerie: I've been thinking about what you said. I mean about what your father said. Well, I don't see why you're so concerned about him. He's dead. I mean, surely you've had other fathers. My mother's been married eleven times, and personally, I've liked the stepfathers better anyway.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Valerie, please don't.
- Valerie: Look, I know you've had nine fathers since the first one. Everybody marries everybody these days.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Valerie, stop.
- Valerie: I just don't see how anybody can stay married to the same husband for a hundred years. And besides, I've heard that your father was pretty dull.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Valerie, stop it! Stop talking about my father! Can't any of you understand? I loved him. I cared about him. He was good, and he was kind, and he cared about me, not what I wore, not the way I looked, but what I thought, what I felt. And what's more important, he cared about himself and his dignity as a human being. Valerie, he didn't die in the Ganymede Incident. My father killed himself. Because when they took away his identity, he had no reason to go on living.
- Valerie: [shocked] I just don't understand you, Marilyn.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Valerie... Can't you feel *anything*?
- Valerie: Well, of course, silly. I feel - I feel good. I always feel good. Life is pretty, life is fun. I am all, and all is one.
- Marilyn Cuberle: [half-laughing, half-crying] You can't understand, can you?
- Valerie: What?
- Marilyn Cuberle: [sobbing] They can't understand! They can't understand! They can't understand!
- Narrator: [Opening Narration] Given the chance, what young girl wouldn't happily exchange a plain face for a lovely one? What girl could refuse the opportunity to be beautiful? For want of a better estimate, let's call it the year 2000. At any rate, imagine a time in the future where science has developed the means of giving everyone the face and body he dreams of. It may not happen tomorrow, but it happens now, in The Twilight Zone.
- Uncle Rick: You know what I think? You don't feel very well. What you need is a nice cup of Instant Smile. I'll see if...
- Marilyn Cuberle: [loudly interrupting] I *had* a cup of Instant Smile! I don't *feel* like smiling all the time! Sometimes I want to cry or frown! Don't you understand?
- Uncle Rick: Marilyn, you are a very sick girl.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Am I very homely now?
- Lana Cuberle: No, darling, not to me. But afterwards, you'll be beautiful.
- Marilyn Cuberle: But I'm not ugly. I'm not pretty, but I'm not ugly.
- Professor Sigmund Friend: [laughing] But to others you are.
- Narrator: [Closing Narration] Portrait of a young lady in love - with herself. Improbable? Perhaps. But in an age of plastic surgery, body building and an infinity of cosmetics, let us hesitate to say impossible. These, and other strange blessings, may be waiting in the future, which, after all, is The Twilight Zone.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Did you know that Dostoyevsky was an epileptic? He was ugly, he was deformed, but he wrote about beauty, about real beauty!
- Professor Sigmund Friend: Marilyn, I must warn you this kind of subversive...
- Marilyn Cuberle: These men wrote about life and about the dignity of the individual human spirit, and about love.
- Professor Sigmund Friend: This is enough!
- Professor Sigmund Friend: You see, the transformation must be performed when the body and the tissue are at the proper state.
- Marilyn Cuberle: No, I'll never change my mind.
- [first lines]
- Lana Cuberle: I can't decide, 8 or 12. I think 12 might suit you better. What do you think, Marilyn?
- Marilyn Cuberle: [looks up, while browsing catalogue] Hmm?
- Lana Cuberle: You weren't even listening.
- Marilyn Cuberle: I'm sorry, mother.
- Lana Cuberle: I don't understand you, darling. Most girls your age are thrilled to death when it comes time to pick a pattern. You haven't even looked at the ones the bureau sent over.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Oh, I looked at 'em.
- Lana Cuberle: [dreamily] I remember how excited I was before I was done. I couldn't sleep for nights. I finally chose number 12. I guess that's everybody's favorite.
- Dr. Rex: Well, it's as I told you, occasionally a young person has difficulty adjusting to the idea, but we've improved methods since the old days, and now it always turns out well in the end. Never fails. It's complete.
- Professor Sigmund Friend: The introduction of smut into this interview will not help your case, young lady, not at all.
- Marilyn Cuberle: Oh, Mother - Mother, don't you understand? They don't care whether you're beautiful or not, they just want everyone to be the same, that's all!