- Rod Serling - Narrator: [Closing Narration] Lewis J. Bookman, age sixtyish. Occupation: pitchman. Formerly a fixture of the summer, formerly a rather minor component to a hot July. But, throughout his life, a man beloved by the children, and therefore, a most important man. Couldn't happen, you say? Probably not in most places - but it did happen in the Twilight Zone.
- Rod Serling - Narrator: [Opening Narration] Street scene: Summer. The present. Man on a sidewalk named Lew Bookman, age sixtyish. Occupation: pitchman. Lew Bookman, a fixture of the summer, a rather minor component to a hot July, a nondescript, commonplace little man whose life is a treadmill built out of sidewalks. And in just a moment, Lew Bookman will have to concern himself with survival - because as of three o'clock this hot July afternoon, he'll be stalked by Mr. Death.
- Mr. Death: [Lou took advantage of their bargain and is attempting to flee] Mr. Bookman! It won't just end here, you understand? There'll be consequences, you see.
- Lou Bookman: FYI. That means For Your Information. You made your bed and you shall have to sleep in it. We made a bargain that I don't have to go until I make a pitch and you'll have to wait till I make that pitch. I can say this without the least fear of contradiction: have you got a long wait!
- [chuckles]
- Mr. Death: That may well be, Mr. Bookman. But since you won't come with me, I've been forced to select an alternative.
- [outside, a woman screams in anguish at the sound of a vehicle hitting someone]
- Mr. Death: Think of all the poor souls who go in violent accidents. These are the non-precognition victims. We're not permitted to forewarn them. You, Mr. Bookman, fall into the category of... natural causes.
- Lou Bookman: 'Natural causes?' Number one, I find you a very devious sort. Number two, I think that you're dishonest. Number three, why don't you say what you mean?
- Mr. Death: Mr. Bookman, I've done everything but phone your own undertaker. How much clearer do you want it? If you still don't know who I am, then you're the most dense man I've come up against.
- [touches a flower, causing it to wilt, droop and die]