Both "Gordy the Ghoul" and Monique Marmelstein appear for the first time in this episode, and before it's over Kolchak puts Monique in a cab heading to Brooklyn. She's back by the next episode though.
Kolchak's informant "The Monk" appears here for the first and last time, he's never seen again during the show's run.
Alex Grasshoff directs his first of three episodes with "The Zombie", the others were #8 "Bad Medicine" and #10 "The Energy Eater".
Carl: Popular folklore would have us believe that there exists in the underworld ruthless men who fear nothing. This story should debunk that myth.
Tony: Good morning, Carl. Did you get those extra pencils you wanted?
Carl: Oh, yeah.
Tony: Listen, I read your Willie Pike story.
Carl: Oh, well, you must have taken up speed-reading. I just typed it.
Tony: Oh, it's very good. Really, Carl.
Kolchak: You've got it upside down.
Carl: What do you want of me?
Tony: 'm starving. Let's get down to Manny's and grab a cup of coffee and a piece of Danish.
Carl: The last time that you invited me out for coffee and Danish, I ended up in Sioux Falls, Iowa, covering a hardware convention. And the time before that...
Tony: Well, listen. Can't a man take a coworker to coffee without being suspect?
Carl: Coworker? The last time you called me a coworker, I spent three days rewriting the obituaries because Charlie Creach was out on one of his benders! Coworker? I had no coworker! I was the coworker!
Carl: Then came the part that makes the news what it is today. Getting pictures of the bodies.
Carl: Nine a.m., August 16, the official police briefing. As foolish a game as any Gordy the Ghoul could make up.
(Carl narrates over a scene of Albert Berg having his spine turned to shrapnel)
Carl: Bad as my problems were at that moment, they were nothing compared to those of Albert Berg.
Carl: I saw Victor Friese get his back snapped! I heard it crunch!! And the man who did it was dead--dead--and had been dead for over two weeks!
Tony: Well I envy him--at least he's getting some sleep!
Capt. Leo Winwood: Now we think the body was exhumed by some cult. However, I didn’t want to speculate as to the purpose. After all, these are Haitians. They're people from a foreign country.
Carl: Yeah, that's right, especially Francois Edmonds. He, sir, is from Hell itself.
Capt. Leo Winwood: And how is this stiff walking, Kolchak? Who's pulling the strings?
Carl: Well, I don't know exactly, but I've been doing some research. It's voodoo. Francois Edmonds has been turned into a zombie. Now, the process that activates him has something to do with chicken blood and corn kernels...
Carl: François Edmonds, the deceased, was buried a third time at public expense--a third time. However, this time, rock salt was poured in his mouth, and his lips were sewn shut. City officials will deny this, but you can see it for yourself, if, if, you’d care to venture out to Saint Lucie’s cemetery, and exhume the corpse. Be my guest. If you’ve got the nerve...