Everett Sloane wrote the theme song for the Andy Griffith Show "The Fishing Hole."

Everett Sloane starred in such movies as Citizen Kane.

Vivi Janiss would later star in "The Man in the Bottle."

Bill Kendis is also in "Will the Real Martian Please Stand Up."

Opening Narration
Narrator: Mr. and Mrs. Franklin Gibbs, three days and two nights, all expenses paid, at a Las Vegas hotel, won by virtue of Mrs. Gibbs's knack with a phrase. But unbeknownst to either Mr. or Mrs. Gibbs is the fact that there's a prize in their package neither expected nor bargained for. In just a moment one of them will succumb to an illness worse than any virus can produce, a most inoperative, deadly, life-shattering affliction known as the fever.

(talking to a slot machine)
Franklin Gibbs: Give me back my dollar. That's my last dollar! You miserable dirty…give me back my dollar!

Closing Narration
Narrator: Mr. Franklin Gibbs, visitor to Las Vegas, who lost his money, his reason, and finally his life to an inanimate metal machine variously described as a one-armed bandit, a slot machine or, in Mr. Franklin Gibbs's words, a monster with a will all its own. For our purposes we'll stick with the latter definition because we're in the Twilight Zone.

Flora Gibbs: Franklin, dear, you know how awful you feel in the morning after you've been up too late at night.
Franklin Gibbs: Flora, will you kindly shut your mouth! I hate a shrew, Flora. I hate a woman who stands in back of you and sees to it that you have miserable luck. And that's what you're doing to me now, Flora. You're giving me miserable luck. Now, please, go away and leave me alone! (bystanders start to gather around them)
Flora Gibbs: Franklin, please, people are listening.
Franklin Gibbs: The devil with people! I'm not concerned with people. I'm concerned with this machine. It's inhuman the way it lets you win a little and then takes it all back. It teases you. It holds out promises…and wheedles you! It sucks you in and then…

Slot Machine: (lightly whispers) Fraaaaankliiiiinnnn!

Cashier: Five hours. That's how long he's been there.
Floor Manager: Boy, when they get hooked, they really get hooked, don't they?

Franklin Gibbs: Will somebody get me … a drink of water, please?
Flora Gibbs: Franklin...
Franklin Gibbs: Oh, Flora. Would you get me a drink of water? I've almost got her licked now. You see? Special Jackpot. Ten thousand dollars. You see? Ten thousand dollars. She's bound to turn up in a little while. You just have to stick with her long enough.

Flora Gibbs: Franklin?
Franklin Gibbs: What time is it, Flora?
Flora Gibbs: It's eight o'clock in the morning, Franklin.
Franklin Gibbs: I'd swear to you, Flora, this machine mocks me. It teases, beckons, mocks me. Put in five, get back four. Put in six, get back five. But it's got to pay off. Sooner or later, it's just got to…

Closing Narration
Narrator: Mr. Franklin Gibbs, visitor to Las Vegas, who lost his money, his reason, and finally his life to an inanimate metal machine variously described as a one-armed bandit, a slot machine or, in Mr. Franklin Gibbs's words, a monster with a will all its own. For our purposes we'll stick with the latter definition because we're in the Twilight Zone.