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LG: Good evening, I’m Lisa Getto, and we are very happy to have a special guest this evening: Norman Winstock, one of the original writers for “Rory Rammer, Space Marshal”!
NW: Thank you, thank you. Very happy to be here. Happy to be anywhere, to tell the truth.
LG: And how about giving us that famous tag-line?
NW: Hmm? Oh — yeah. “Up, up, and away!”
LG: Uh — no. Not that one.
NW: “Quick, old chum, to the Batmobile?”
LG: No.
NW: Oh! I’ve got it: “Ow! I’ve been bitten by a radioactive spider!”
LG: Nope.
NW: “Mermaidman and Barnacle Boy Unite?”
LG: I’ve always found that one a little — suspect. No, I mean the tag-line for “Rory Rammer.”
NW: Oh, that one! Ahem… “From the skies of Earth, to the orbit of the Moon!” (Coughing fit)
LG: Easy, Norman. Can you go on?
NW: I think so. I’ll give ya’ a sign if I can’t.
LG: And that will be?
NW: I’ll fall down and stop breathing.
LG: I’ll watch for that. Now — “Rory Rammer” had a remarkable string of predictions about the world of 1985 A.D. Space travel, of course. Telescopes in orbit. The fall of the Soviet Union. Don’t you feel a certain pride, when you reflect back on your status as a prophet of the future?
NW: Actually, I am haunted by two particular predictions I made. One successful, the other completely off the mark. And they were both in that one episode, “Luna Shall Be Dry!”
LG: And those were — ?
NW: The first was the prediction of disco music.
LG: Certainly a major cultural trend —
NW: More like a crime against humanity! All through the later 1970’s, I had nightmares about being hauled up in front of a war crimes tribunal for that ‘un!
LG: And the prediction that didn’t work out?
NW: Heh! I actually predicted that — one day — the State of Massachusetts would have a senior United States Senator who didn’t drink like a fish! (Cackles) What was I thinking of?
LG: I can’t imagine. Now, if we could talk a moment about Mary-Jane Talbot, who played “Kryssa Feynman” during the second season —
NW: Lovely, sweet girl.
LG: Yes, she was.
NW: Liked that costume she wore.
LG: Yes, the skirts were very short, especially for 1949.
NW: Devil between the sheets.
LG: I — uh, wouldn’t know.
NW: I would. Not too bright, though.
LG: And why do you say that?
NW: Silly girl! Tried to get ahead by sleeping with the writer! (Cackles wildly, then goes into Cheyne-Stokes breathing)
LG: Is this that “sign” you were telling me about?
NW: (Gasping) Oh,yeah.
LG: Harry? Could we get some oxygen up here?