Sadly Rod Serling didn’t get the part of Dirty Harry…
“Submitted for your approval: One Colt .45 in the hands of an abused television writer in a room with a Baker’s Dozen of network executives. A Colt .45 containing six little messengers of leaden death, and the question you’re asking yourself: ‘Does he know how to use it and hit his intended targets?’ Do you feel lucky, punks? Do you… in the Twilight Zone.”
(Source: im1004)