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[ Man ]
Last week, as you recall, we left Dr. Smith...

Will and the Robot at play, unaware that
a trio of aliens were waiting to attack.

Notice the stance, William, the
flawless form, the perfect coordination.

Less talk, more action, please.

Silence, you ninny.

Observe.

Dr. Smith!
Are you all right?

Like the old saying: Seeing is
believing. He did everything perfectly.

Unfortunately,
he forgot to release the ball.

[ Groaning ]

Good heavens, this stupid thing
is stuck on my finger.

You blithering booby!
William, will you please help me get it off?

- Pull harder, Will Robinson.
- What are you doing?

- You'll maim me for life!
- We might have to blast.

I'll blast you,
you bumbling birdbrain.

Oh, dear.
Whatever shall I do?

Doomed forever.

- [ Will ] Look at the ball!
- It's rolling away all on its own.

The ball, it's coming back.

[ Robot ] Warning!
Warning! Extreme danger!

He's right! Run for your life!

- Oh, dear.
- Dr. Smith, are you all right?

Oh, the pain, the pain.

I think the explosion
loosened one of my wisdom teeth.

William.

Good heavens, what's that?

Where did it come from?

Who cares?

It's a gift from the gods.

Oh, gold, solid gold.

[ Yells ] Come back. Quick, William,
it's getting away. Follow it.

[ Robot ]
Dr. Smith, Will!

Oh, dear. Where is it,
William? Where is it?

We've lost it.

It's all your fault.

The object you seek
is in the cave.

Then why are we waiting out here?
Let's go in and get it.

Maybe we shouldn't, Dr. Smith.
Who knows what's inside?

A hundred gold balls,
that's what. Come along.

You, sir.
Into the cave, quickly.

If you do not mind,
I prefer to remain out here.

Dr. Smith, look.

Let's get out of here.

Yes, William.
I think we should.

Get the ball.

Good heavens, who are you?
William, behind you! Careful!

We want you.

Who? Who did you say you want?

We want the robot.

Oh, thank heavens.
What are you waiting for?

Find out what
the gentleman wants.

He who turns and runs away,
may get his information another day.

We need the robot.

We will give you gold for him.

No, you can't have him.
I don't care what you offer.

Gold, did you say? Let them take him,
William. He's just a machine.

No! Here,
take your old gold.

I think you're right, Will.

We don't need the gold ball
anyway, do we?

Here, the gold is yours.

It's useless to try and escape.

Your fate is already sealed.

[ Laughing ]

- John.
- Yeah?

What's up?

- Would you give me a hand with this?
- Oh.

Oh, now, come on.
You needn't look so glum.

After all, it was you who volunteered
to help me this morning.

Well, I volunteered
to do the masculine chores.

You know, like mow the grass, uh, clean
out the garage, change a few lightbulbs.

Well, we haven't any grass,
we don't have a garage...

and all the lights
are transistorized.

Well, I'm glad that Don isn't here
to see me in my ultimate disgrace.

[ Chuckles ]
You think so?

Right now Don is in the galley teaching
Judy how to make a Boston cream pie.

- Boston cream pie?
- Mm-hmm.

Darling, you're not only
pretty, you're funny.

[ Chuckles ] Well, Don has been
keeping a deep, dark secret.

He's really an excellent cook.

Well, now I know what they mean when
they say a woman's work is never done.

- They get some man to do it for them.
- [ Dr. Smith ] Help!

Help, help!
Everyone inside, quickly!

Oh, we're being
pursued by three fiends.

Now, just a minute. Slow down.
What's this all about?

We were attacked by three--
heaven knows what they were.

Will, what happened?

Well, we followed a gold
bowling ball into a cave.

There were three aliens inside.
They wanted me.

A truly terrifying experience.

I computed the aliens. They are capable
of sinister and dangerous acts.

We must be on our guard
against them.

Can you tell us
why they wanted you?

There was a mental barrier
between myself and their motives.

I tell you we're
all in dire peril.

Oh, now you're safe here. We probably
won't be attacked in broad daylight.

I do not wish to place
anyone in danger.

Perhaps I should go and find out
what the aliens wish of me.

Oh, you'll do no such thing.
Now, you're part of this family.

And what happens to you,
happens to all of us.

My computers are deeply
moved by your loyalty.

Are they indeed?
Sentimentality is all very well.

But it hardly
helps our situation.

From now on,
we'll take precautions.

We'll carry arms and travel
in pairs outside the campsite.

That's not enough, Professor.
From past experience we know...

that we simply cannot cope with these
outer-space aliens by ordinary measures.

Would you have us dig a hole in
the sand and then pull it in after us?

Now, Dr. Smith. We've been in
dangerous situations before this.

We'll probably
survive this one too.

I'm afraid I do not share
your optimism, madam.

So far, we've been
exceedingly fortunate...

but our luck is running out.

I feel it.

All you feel, Doctor,
is probably hunger.

Now, I fixed a good dinner and
Don is making a Boston cream pie.

- The major is making a Boston cream pie?
- Mm-hmm.

I was right.
My luck has run out.

Oh, dear.

[ Mechanical Whirring ]

[ Gasps ]
Disaster has struck.

- The aliens are attacking.
- Shh. You'll wake the children.

Relax. It's a new oxygen unit I
installed in the purification system.

The new components
are just tight from lack of use.

- They'll be all right in a day or so.
- It's your move, John.

[ Alien's Voice ]
Professor Robinson.

Professor Robinson.

They're here in this room?

Do not look for us,
Professor Robinson.

Doomed! We're doomed!

Why, it's coming
from that chess piece.

[ Alien ] We wish to speak with you,
Professor Robinson.

You will come to the cave.

If you do not come to us...

we will come for you.

- I'd better do as they say.
- Oh, John, you can't. It's too dangerous.

You're safe inside the spaceship,
but once they have you in their power--

Look, if they can bring their voices
in here through this chess piece...

they can probably transport
their material selves in here as well.

- I'd rather talk to them on their own ground.
- I'll go with you.

- Don.
- No, John's right.

After all, they did say
they only wanted the Robot.

If you really think so.
You will be careful though.

Yeah. We'll be careful.

- You're coming with us, Smith.
- I?

I'm sure you and the major
can handle the situation.

Of course we can
handle the situation.

- We just need you to show us where the cave is.
- I'll tell you where it is.

- I'll draw you a map.
- Smith, you're wasting time.

- But someone must stay here
to protect the family.
- My wife can do that very well.

Oh, you're making a mistake.
I warn you.

Here it is.
I'll wait outside.

Quit stalling.

[ Alien ] You have acted wisely,
Professor Robinson.

Had you not obeyed, we would have
been forced to come after you.

Hello?

Where are you?

You have a machine...

a mechanical man.

I'm sorry.
We need our Robot.

We don't need him at all.
Our lives are at stake.

Quiet, Smith!

We are willing to reward you
handsomely for your machine.

He's not for sale.

You are a stubborn Earth man,
Professor Robinson.

I offered you great riches
for your mechanical man.

Now we will
have to take him...

and you will receive nothing.

I don't know why
you want the Robot.

Perhaps if you told us,
we could help you.

Only the mechanical man
can solve our problem.

For the last time...

will you sell him to us?

He's not for sale.

Very well.

Then we will act accordingly.

- I think we should accept their offer.
- Nobody asked you, Smith.

Let's get out of here.

[ Yells ]
Wait for me.

Ah.

A little water and in a few days
we'll be having crisp, green lettuce.

I shall not be here to see
the results of our work.

- Why not?
- My number is up.

Oh, that's no way to talk.
Nothing's going to happen to you.

My senses tell me
my time grows short.

For this Robot,
honesty is kaput.

In other words, I've had it.

You've been acting strangely ever
since those three aliens showed up.

There's nothing to be afraid of.
We'll protect you.

It is not enough. Despite
your best efforts, I am doomed.

- [ Footsteps Approaching ]
- I knew it. I knew it.

They have come for me.

[ Gasps ] Don't shoot,
don't shoot! It's us.

Oh, Dr. Smith. The Robot
thought it was the aliens.

[ Sighs ]

Look at you, a grown robot
acting like a frightened child.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

Despite the fact that
I am not programmed for fear...

it is an emotion
which can be acquired.

- Color him yellow and call him coward.
- That's not fair, Dr. Smith.

Yes, the Robot has proved
his courage time and time again.

Has he indeed? He's a coward.
That's exactly what he is.

You quivering
quintessence of fear.

- I am ashamed.
- And so you should be.

Oh, Dr. Smith, please. You're
making the Robot very unhappy.

We cannot hide from the truth,
my dear. He's definitely a liability.

And the sooner we turn him
over to the aliens, the better.

- You are a cruel, cold man, Dr. Smith.
- Bah!

- Where are you going?
- Who knows? Who cares?

Not I.

Dad, I can't find the Robot. I've looked
all over. Do you know where he is?

I haven't seen him
since lunchtime. Have you?

Yeah, he's in the lower deck
being guarded by Smith.

No, he isn't. And Dr. Smith
isn't there either.

Oh. I should have known better. The Bloop
could've done a better job than Smith.

Indeed. I heard that last remark, Major.
Your anxiety is ill founded.

That Neanderthal ninny is quite safe,
although hardly mentally sound.

He's a mass of fear.
It's disgusting.

- Where is he?
- Hiding behind those rocks.

Well, I can't say that I
blame him for his anxiety.

Despite my deep sympathy for him...

I suggest you assign
someone else as his protector.

What's the matter, Smith?
You getting just a little bit nervous?

Certainly not! It's just that
his computers keep chattering...

and they set up a fearful din.

- I simply cannot bear the sound.
- In my opinion...

200 traumatic robots wouldn't be
as annoying as one Zachary Smith.

- Indeed!
- I'll stay with him for a while.

Marooned on this barren planet...

beset by grotesque
aliens and monsters...

and now we have a terrified
mechanical dunderhead on our hands.

Really.

Hi.

Don't you wanna talk?

Oh, Will Robinson.

I am so unhappy.

Soon I'll be taken away from
these familiar surroundings...

from the friends I love.

The good life
will be lost forever.

Don't talk like that.
It'll only make you feel worse.

I know. I try to fight it...

but without success.

Only this morning I had this
strange sensation in my senses.

I can't imagine what it was.

An explanation is simple.

I was crying on the inside.

Robots can't cry.

You just don't understand,
Will Robinson.

Oh.

I have that strange
sensation again.

- You mean you think you're gonna cry?
- Yes.

Please leave me.

I do not want you to see me
in this condition.

All right. I'll wait for you
back at the Jupiter.

Please go.

Oh, I feel so miserable.

[ Sobbing ]

I knew it.
I knew it.

Mechanical man,
we have come for you.

Please, go away.

Will you go with us peacefully?

I know what you are thinking.

But resistance
would be futile.

Also consider...

the Robinsons are asleep...

and we are here.

- You wouldn't harm them.
- Not unless you refuse...

to cooperate.

- I shall do whatever you ask.
- Then let us go.

You will come with us,
mechanical man.

Oh, dear. Will hardly
touched his food.

- Penny didn't eat very much either.
- I should've insisted...

that they eat a better breakfast,
but I just didn't have the heart.

Well, they took the Robot's
disappearance pretty hard.

Well, the children aren't the only ones
who feel badly about it.

Every time I look around, I keep
expecting to see that silly machine...

with its arms waving, saying,
"Warning! Warning! It does not compute."

Ah, but you do compute,
dear lady.

You're a lovely woman, a splendid
mother and an excellent cook.

I shall have three slices of toast
this morning instead of my usual two.

- Ah.
- Breakfast is over, and lunch is at noon.

Thank you for the meal schedule,
Major, but I couldn't care less.

It just so happens that I was attacked
by pangs of hunger during the night.

I defeated the enemy
by a quick raid on the food locker.

You didn't happen to see the Robot
while you were up, did you?

No, I did not.

- The aliens have taken him.
- It looks that way.

I can't truthfully say
that I'm sorry.

When the safety of all
is jeopardized by the presence of one...

- that one must go.
- [ Will ] The aliens were here all right.

And I found the Robot's tracks
when he followed them off.

- Dad, we've gotta get him back.
- Well, Don and I are leaving right now, Son.

Personally, my boy, I think you're
making much ado about nothing.

Well, that's where you're wrong.

The Robot is a very important
part of this family.

Yes, and now that he's gone,
guess who's going to do his chores?

- I cannot imagine.
- You.

- What?
- Yeah, we all have much to do.

You seem to be the only one
with any leisure time.

Oh, that poor,
dear machine.

We have suffered
an irreplaceable loss, William.

We must leave no stone unturned
in our efforts to locate him.

- But, Dr. Smith, you just said--
- Words...

just words to cover my broken heart.

The Robot is like
a brother to me.

Brother.

- Well, we found what we were looking for.
- Yeah.

Boy, they really tore him apart.
I wonder what they wanted.

I don't know. Maybe they were
curious as to how he worked.

Well, I hope we can get him
back together again.

What a mess.

Well, our first problem is
getting him back to the ship.

[ Alien ]
That will not be necessary.

We shall be through with
the mechanical man soon.

You had no right to take him
in the first place.

I believe, Professor Robinson...

that you Earth people
have a saying:

- Might makes right.
- What do you want with the Robot?

The mechanical man
is a most interesting machine.

We happen to be
interested in machines.

If you'd have asked,
we would've let you examine him.

You wouldn't have had to
go through all this trouble.

We did ask and were refused.

[ John ] You've had him long enough.
We want him back.

We have not yet completed
our examination.

Well, that's your tough luck.
Let's take him, John.

[ Alien ]
Be careful.

You risk your life foolishly.

Perhaps now you will act
with more caution.

When we are through
with the robot...

he shall be returned to you.

How do we know
you'll keep your word?

As proof of our good faith...

you may take the head
of the mechanical man.

We have finished with it.

I don't think
we have any choice.

We'll be waiting
for the rest of him.

I no longer compute.

- How about some company, Son?
- Sure, Dad.

- We found the Robot, Son.
- Where is he? He's all right, isn't he?

We'll know as soon as
the aliens return him to us.

- Something's happened to him.
- They dismantled him.

We're gonna have a very big
reassembly job on our hands.

We'll get him back together
again, won't we, Dad?

We'll try. But you've
gotta remember one thing.

That Robot is a very
complex piece of machinery.

There may be some parts
that won't work again.

We can do it.
We've gotta do it.

The Robot isn't
just a machine to me, Dad.

We all feel that way
about him, Son.

I know, but we've sort of got
a special feeling toward each other...

like we were brothers.

Well, I mean, if I had a brother...

I'd like him to be
as nice as the Robot.

You've got two lovely sisters,
Son. They're nice too.

I know, but, well, they're
different. They're girls.

I think I know what
you're trying to say.

Look, when the aliens
bring that Robot back...

we're gonna do the best we can
to put him back together again.

But if we can't, you're gonna
have to adjust to that loss.

Nothing's permanent, Son.
Neither men, nor machines.

You know the nice thing
about having a son?

You can watch him become a man.

And grow up with him
all over again.

You wanna come outside with me
or you wanna stay here?

I'll come with you.

This should
shake him up a little.

I've been waiting for a long
while to get back at Smith.

Oh, Don, you shouldn't.
I think it's a cruel joke.

Judy, there's no harm in it. As a matter
of fact, it might teach him a lesson.

You wait here.

[ Imitating Robot's Voice ]
Dr. Smith, I have returned.

Come on. Here we go.

[ Dr. Smith ] Well, that's
a thrilling bit of news.

Well, where are you,
you bellicose bumpkin?

Come, come. Don't play
hide-and-seek with me.

I simply will not indulge you
in this childish nonsense.

I never--
[ Yells ]

No, it can't be.

I am the ghost
of the Robot.

I have come back because
my spirit is troubled.

And only you can
help me, Dr. Smith.

Anything, I'll do anything.

Henceforth, you shall
abandon your evil ways...

and never again
refer to a robot...

as a bellicose bumpkin.

Never.
I'll never do it again.

I promise you.
Oh, yes, I do promise.

Very well, we shall see.

But remember...

if you go back on your word...

I shall haunt you forever.

Your voice sounds
very strange, Spirit Robot.

Uh--
[ Clears Throat ]

Well, that is because
I am talking from another world.

Spirit of the Robot, are you?
I'll show you some spirit.

Oh, come on. We were
only having a little fun.

At my expense!
Loose my foot, sir. Loose my foot.

I'll never forget you
for this, Major, never.

You will rue this day,
I promise you.

Beware, sir. Beware!

Warning! Warning! Warning!
Dr. Smith is irate!

- Warning! Warning! Warning!
- Bah!

Dr. Smith is irate!
Warning! Warning!

John. Hey.

Hey, hey.
Hey, remember me?

Sorry, Don. I was reading
this book on robot assembly.

I hadn't realize they were quite
so complicated. Here, look at that.

Well, with a little luck,
we'll get him together.

Yes, if we ever get him back.

[ Alien's Voice ] We have kept
our word, Professor Robinson.

We have learned
what we wish to know...

and have returned
the mechanical man to you.

Look outside.

He's back.

Well.

We've got a big
assembly job ahead of us.

We'll start first thing
in the morning.

- Do we have to wait so long?
- We could start right now.

- We'll get a lot of work done by the morning.
- And miss a lot of sleep.

Well, I'd be willing to stay up a week
just to get this Robot back together.

All right.
Let's get started.

- I'll get some tools and a work light.
- Okay.

Okay, you wanna
give me a hand?

I'm gonna have to
enlarge that rivet hole.

Whew!

- You've got that power up too high.
- It's set on low.

Don, hurry!
Cut the power!

Wait a minute.
It's all right.

- What happened?
- I don't know. The drill went haywire.

I turned it off
and it still kept running.

Maybe the switch
was stuck here.

It's all right now.

I had the strangest feeling that some
outside force was controlling this drill.

- And I couldn't let go of it.
- That's funny.

- He's back! The Robot's back!
- Wonderful.

Yes, the aliens
brought him back last night.

And we've been
working on him ever since.

[ Chuckles ]
So I see.

- Well, how's it going?
- Well, the parts all seem to be here.

Getting them back together,
that's the problem.

Let's go.

Well, dear, I, uh...

- I have another problem for you.
- Oh?

The food storage units
have stopped working.

- Now how long have they been out?
- A couple of hours.

It's lucky I noticed it; otherwise, all
our supplies would have been spoiled.

I switched it over to auxiliary power.

Do you have any idea
what could have gone wrong?

No. I checked the central power
system, and it seemed fine.

First the drill, now this.

You don't think there could be
any connection?

I don't see how there could be.
It's probably just a coincidence.

Dad, can we continue
working on the Robot?

Oh, Will. Your father and Don
have been up all night.

- Besides, breakfast is ready.
- Breakfast?

I'm not hungry--
honest I'm not.

All right, Son.

Here's the assembly manual,
Will. Good luck.

I'd like to help you, my dear boy,
but you understand...

that I simply cannot do any manual
labor without proper sustenance.

Smith, you could live a week
with all that blubber.

Blubber indeed.
This, Major, is muscle.

Will, don't you think you've spent
enough time on the Robot for a while?

You can finish it up later.
Breakfast is almost over.

- And I'm almost done.
- How's it going, Will?

Fine. Hey, can you
help me with the head?

Yeah, sure thing.

Easy now.
[ Chuckles ]

There.

- There. Thanks, Don.
- Okay. Keep up the good work.

That should do it.
I sure hope everything works.

Where am I?
What happened?

The aliens took you apart.
How do you feel?

There is a slight uneasiness
in my sensors.

Well, that's nothing to worry about.
You've got a lot of new parts in you.

The explanation is satisfactory.

I am most grateful to you,
Will Robinson. I have missed you.

Well, I'm glad to have you back.
Those mean old aliens.

From the moment I saw them,
I computed they were evil.

You'd better check out
your movements.

And the other one.

Good.
Now try to move your body.

- [ Squeaking ]
- Oh, something is wrong.

I experience discomfort...

- in my roto-tempertolator.
- Well, I can fix that.

There. Now try it.

Ha! Much better.

Come on. The rest of the family
will want to see you.

- Have I been missed?
- You sure have.

The place wasn't
the same without you.

Having such good friends
gives me a warm feeling inside.

That's probably
your new conductors.

They'll heat up for a while,
but you'll get used to them.

That may be your explanation,
Will. I know differently.

Take my hand.
We can walk together.

- Oh, come on.
- Please.

Indeed. Untidy people leaving
their possessions about.

Clutter, clutter.

There. There we are.

Yes.

Proper exercise is essential
to withstand the vicissitudes...

of life on this desolate planet.

What's this?

It's going a little too fast.
This won't do.

I've got to
slow it down.

[ Yelling ]
Stop! Help!

Help!

Oh, dear. This diabolical
machine turned on me.

- You had it up too high.
- It wouldn't shut off. I could've been killed.

Let's take a look.

It looks all right.

It's working all right now.

Maybe a loose connection.
I'll check it out for you later.

You needn't bother.
This monstrous contraption and I...

are parted company forever.

Take that, you brute!
[ Shrieks ]

Wait for me!

Help! Somebody, help!

Help!

Somebody!

It's strangling me!

Dad, I can't breathe.

- It was horrible.
- That's all right now, darling.

It's all over.

Oh.

John, what happened?

Judy was nearly strangled by
that hose on the compression unit.

- Are you all right now, darling?
- Yes.

Look, I don't know what's
happening around here...

but every piece of equipment and
machinery we have seems to be going crazy.

Well, the electronic stove and
the automatic laundry aren't working.

And the light switch
in my room is out of order.

Every time I turn it on,
I get an electric shock.

You know, this whole thing
doesn't make any sense.

I know it sounds crazy,
but it's almost as if...

all our machinery is
being controlled by someone.

Well, that idea may not be
as wild as you think, darling.

After all, we are living
on an alien planet.

Well, we won't be using
the Chariot for a while.

- No? Why not?
- It went berserk.

It started running
without being started.

Then I pulled this out
and it wouldn't stop.

Something terrible's
happening to us.

[ John ] Yes, and I think
I know the source.

Those three aliens
who took our Robot.

Yes, but if they wanted to harm us...

why would they go at it
in such a roundabout way?

Look who I have.

The Robot,
and he's working.

- Practically as good as new.
- We sure are glad to have you back.

- My sensors are equally pleased, Judy.
- Thank you.

If you feel up to it, I'd like
to ask you a few questions.

I will be pleased to
tell you all that I know...

- Professor Robinson.
- What do you know about the aliens?

They are creatures of evil ambitions.
They desire to rule others.

Can you tell us why
they took you apart?

My memory banks
are weak on this point.

- That's beautiful.
- Well, think. Try hard.

I am concentrating.

It is all coming back to me now.

The aliens wish
to rule the Earth.

Just how do they propose
to go about doing this?

By building a device
which will control all machines.

With it, they would have
the power of life and death.

Well, it's beginning to make
a little sense to me now.

A machine that could
control other machines...

could be a very powerful weapon.

It would be so powerful that
it could control the entire universe.

Oh, dear.

I'm freezing.
I shall never survive the night.

The temperature is a mild 75 degrees.

We have no power.
We have no heat.

I'm afraid we shall all perish.

My body temperature is 95.

If you wish to be warm, Dr. Smith...

come into my arms.

I'd rather die.

Oh, if only I had
something hot to drink.

I could warm a beverage for you...

but unfortunately,
my power supply is weak.

Perhaps I should go off to the aliens
and throw myself on their mercy.

They are not creatures
of compassion.

You would be wasting your time.

Well, we can't just
sit here and do nothing!

You got us into this, you meddler.
think of something.

I have only recently undergone
a serious repair job, Dr. Smith.

The operation has left
my computers weak.

- I brought you something to drink, sir.
- Oh, some hot coffee.

Bless you, my boy.
Bless you.

Mom heated it
over some candles.

She says it's the last you'll have.
From now on...

we're gonna have to use them
to light up the spaceship.

My last cup.
Truly this is the end.

- Tepid. Bah!
- Things could be worse.

We still have the hydroponic garden.
We won't starve.

And the spaceship offers
shelter from the elements.

Indeed. Raw vegetables
and a cold spaceship.

Hardly a bright prospect
for the future.

Dr. Smith, we shouldn't
be thinking about ourselves.

Now that the aliens can control machines,
the whole universe is in danger.

I have it.
He can save us.

I know I should not ask, but what
did you have in mind, Dr. Smith?

It's really quite simple.
You will go to the aliens.

Since you're a machine,
they won't suspect you of anything.

Continue. I am listening.

- While they're off guard, you can destroy them.
- Me?

Yes, you. You said yourself
they were monsters.

No. I can't let the Robot walk in there
and kill them. That would be murder.

What do you suppose
they're trying to do to us?

What do you say, dear boy?

Negative. You know I am programmed
only for defensive purposes.

You lily-livered lump!

And even if he could,
I wouldn't let him.

Very well. I have nothing further
to say. You may leave me.

Aren't you gonna come
back to the spaceship?

Thank you, no, William. I prefer
to stay out here and die alone. Go.

Have it your way.

Oh, dear.
I'm cold and I'm hungry.

And I don't like it here.
I don't like it at all.

The aliens took the Robot apart
to find out how he works.

And by studying him, they learned the
basic principle of all Earth machines.

Yes, then they built some sort of device
that controls all the machines.

- It's gotta be destroyed, Don.
- Yeah, and right away.

Without the use of our equipment, our
chances on this planet are less than zero.

It's not only ourselves
I'm thinking about.

Think of the utter chaos on Earth
if all the machines went on the blink.

John, are you gonna tell
Maureen that we're going?

No, I don't think so.

Look, we'll either get back
before we're missed, or--

We won't get back at all.

I didn't know
you were there, darling.

I just got here.
Are you two going out?

Just for a few minutes.

Don and I are gonna check
the camp area.

- May I go with you?
- No. Don and I can handle it.

Aren't you going to
take your laser rifles?

We're in no immediate danger.

Why, we'll be back
before you know it.

- Going somewhere, Dad?
- Don and I have a little job to do, Son.

- Can I come?
- No, not this time.

You and the Robot stay here
and look after things, all right?

Okay.

- I wish them luck in their mission.
- What do you mean "mission"?

Your father and Major West
are going to see the aliens.

- To destroy their machine?
- Affirmative.

Despite our instructions to remain
behind, I suggest we follow them.

I don't know.
Dad wanted us to stay here.

True. But we could be
of assistance to them.

Okay, we'll follow along
just in case. Let's go.

What do you think?

I don't know.

Probably works
on a solar energy principle.

Emits sound waves
and affects other machines.

I wish we'd brought
the Robot with us.

- Give us more information.
- Who cares how it works?

Our purpose is to destroy it,
the sooner, the better.

[ Alien ] You are wasting your time,
Professor Robinson.

Our creation
cannot be destroyed.

Soon, we will be
the masters of the Earth.

Do you not think it ironic...

that man, in his desire
to advance his civilization...

has created
the very instruments...

which will
enable us to destroy him?

Machines were created for the betterment
of mankind, not its destruction.

That is a matter of opinion.

Well, this is one machine
that isn't going to hurt anyone.

I know what you are thinking.

- [ Clicking ]
- Your weapons are useless machines...

Professor Robinson.

Now I suggest that you
return to your spaceship.

There is nothing
you can do here.

If our lasers won't work,
we'll have to destroy it ourselves.

- Well, we could sure try.
- Dad!

Will.

- What are you doing here?
- The Robot thought we might be able to help.

The mechanical man is mistaken.

Our invention is invulnerable.

Neither man nor
machine can destroy it.

- Is that true, sir?
- I'm afraid so, Son.

Stand back. I shall destroy
this terrible invention.

[ Electric Humming ]

- [ Wind Whistling ]
- Keep going! Don't stop!

Your efforts are futile,
mechanical man.

You will be destroyed.

Keep trying!

I don't think I can do it.

The force is too strong for me.

I can't move.

[ Humming Continues ]

He did it!
He did it!

It was the aliens
that were wrong.

Their machine
was not invulnerable.

I don't understand.
How did you do it?

- It was the alien who gave me the clue.
- Clue? What clue?

He said that their invention could not
be destroyed by neither man nor machine.

It is obvious
that I am not a man.

But I am also
not quite a machine.

I suppose I must be
something in between.

Dad, Don, look at this!

It disappeared.

And they thought they'd conquered the
universe by controlling its machines.

Ironic, isn't it, that the very
instruments they chose as weapons...

finally destroyed them.

If it weren't
for those three capes...

we would never know they'd
been here in the first place.

There we go.

[ Chuckling ]

Let's get back.

Lovely.

What kind of contraption
is that, Dr. Smith?

It's a punkah, my boy. Very popular
with rajas, pashas, caliphs...

and similar powerful potentates.

You may share
in its cooling breeze...

if you promise to hold your
breathing down to a minimum.

That's a pretty good breeze, but
does it do anything for the Robot?

It lowers my thermal
balance to a point...

where all sensors perform
at optimum efficiency.

Be still,
you babbling birdbrain.

No one is interested
in your state of health.

Have either of you seen Penny?

Well, I haven't seen her
since breakfast, Mom.

Would you care to share the blessings
of my humble invention, madam?

No, thank you.

Pull, ninny.

All right.

Boy, what a time
for the air unit to go out.

Yeah, someone
sure overloaded it.

You know, you said that
as though you think I did it.

That wasn't my meaning. You know, you're
being a little hypersensitive, Don.

- Hypersensitive? Now, now, look--
- [ Whirring ]

Oh, dear.
I was hoping Penny was up here.

She's not in her cabin.

- You want me to go look for her?
- No, that's all right, darling.

- You go on with your work. I'll go.
- All right.

Oh, here's a thirsty one.

You're not gonna die like all
the others because of the heat.

I'll see to that. Here, Debbie.
You wanna water it?

Here we go. Come on.

There we go.

Isn't it lovely?

There.

[ Gasps ]