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[Thunderclap]

Oh!

Check the inside
temperature.

Ninety-three,
ninety-five.

It's rising!
It's gonna explode!

Relax.

The hyperatomic explosive won't
detonate at that temperature.

When it reaches 115, then we
begin to worry, not before.

It's up to a hundred!

Just make sure that
explosive doesn't

shake around too much.
That's all.

[Thump]
[Thunderclap]

Jupiter! Jupiter 2.

Come in, Jupiter 2.

Go ahead, Don.

John, we can't see
the volcano yet,

but we must be getting
awfully close to it.

Everything around here's lit
up like the Fourth of July.

All right. Now, maintain
a heading at 315.

315 it is.

Getting there... That'll
be the minor problem.

Capping that volcano successfully...
That's the real job.

And if it doesn't work?

[John ] We lose the escape window
for our scheduled liftoff,

or risk flying through
that flammable volcanic gas.

One spark from our
exhaust stacks...

Let's not get into that.

In the event that we should be fortunate
enough to escape total annihilation,

there is also the corrosive
effect of the gasses

on the hull of the
Jupiter to be considered.

ls there any danger from the
volcano if we're forced to stay?

Penny, this is an ancient
and very unstable planet.

That's one danger.

The other and more immediate
danger is right here.

We're right in the path
of that volcanic flow.

Now, are there
any more questions?

Well, I have one. It's
not really a question.

But I sure hope that the
explosive in that Chariot

is powerful enough to cap
that volcano but good.

[Thunderclap]

[Shouting] Oh, no!
No, don't go off! Don't...

I should never
have volunteered

to go on this
perilous journey!

You didn't volunteer, Smith.

You were ordered by me.

Check the inside
temperature again.

Temperature.
Temperature. Yes!

It's 102!

Cool it, Smith!

How can I be cool?

Not you, the explosive!

[Grunts]

Oh!

Ahh! Ahh!

Are they almost there?

Less than a mile to go.

Don! Come in, Don!

He's got to turn back.

Don, turn back! Don!

[Shouting] Help!

Check the temperature.

It must be at
least 115 by now!

Cool it, quickly!
[Shouting continues]

Check the sling.

[Grunting, groaning]

[Screaming]

Go away! Go away!

A bogus apparition.
That's all it was.

Major, it's beginning to bubble.
I can hear it.

You must stop the Chariot immediately
and let me out! Do you hear?

Hold on, Smith.
We're almost there.

Then there'll be another
eruption and another!

That's why we're here,
you... To prevent that!

Hold tight!

[Shouting ]

The door is jammed! It won't open!
Let me out! Let me out!

[Yells]

Smith, get away
from that door!

I refuse to die in a vehicle that's
doomed to destruction! Let me out!

Jupiter! Come 'm, Jupiter 2!

John! John, can you read me?

Come 'm, Jupiter!

We lost contact.
[Grunts]

Stop the Chariot! Stop it!

Do you hear me?
Let me out! Oh!

Let me out!

Oh! Be careful! Be careful!

What's the explosive
doing out there?

What happened to the sling?
Keep your voice down.

The sound waves may blow us
to kingdom come. Careful.

If it hasn't done so yet, it won't
do so now, Smith, no thanks to you.

Indeed, after all my efforts
to prevent disaster!

Let's just get to
the business at hand.

Well, there she is.

It's stopped erupting.
There's no point

in disturbing its
dormant condition.

Where are you
going, Smith?

I must get my
vacuum flask.

I require a bit of refreshment
before returning to the Jupiter.

Nah-ah-ah. Not so fast.

In the first place, volcanoes
don't go dormant just like that.

In the second place, before
you take your coffee break,

we're going up
that hillside.

There's a blowhole in
the side of that volcano.

You get the explosives, and I'll
get the rest of the equipment.

Major, sometimes your zeal for
useless work is quite boring.

I told you to get
the explosives.

It's my malarial
ague, Major.

It comes upon me suddenly
when I least expect it,

and it gives me the shivers,
as you can plainly see.

[ Native language ]

[Screams]

Major! Major, reassure me.

Tell me they're
all apparitions.

Not this time, Smith.

It looks like they got
here long before we did.

A couple of million
years, maybe.

[Native language continues]

I don't know what that means, but
this stuff is plenty dangerous.

And the sooner you
get out of here,

the better off
you'll all be.

Yes. Shoo! Shoo!

No "shoo."
[Native language]

Oh!

[Native language continues]

Oh!

Now, look!

You don't know what
you're fooling around with.

I want that
explosive back.

[Shouts]

Oh, no!

Uncanny powers.

I don't like this at all.

You like it? lf you like it,
I'll get you some more.

I'll just drive
back to my camp.

Keep an eye on them
until I return.

[Shouts]

[Shouts]

Back so soon, Smith?

I was only
trying to help.

[Laughing]

[ Native language ]

[Native language continues]

[Mumbling, groaning]

Don. Don,
come in! Don!

Answer, Don!

I hope the only reason
he's not answering

is that he's busy
planting that explosive.

Are you sure he's
getting our signal?

No, I'm not.

And we can't get a
picture on the screen.

Do you think those signals
are some kind of a message?

The only message
I'm getting is that

they're jamming our
receiving and our sending.

Robot, I want an analysis of
those signals and a picture.

Data indicates that they are
a combination of primitive

and advanced communication
technology.

What kind of primitive
communication could we be getting?

Ancient planet,
ancient civilization.

On this planet?

Oh, I'm just
noodling, honey.

The only thing we can keep
doing is try to raise Don.

[Rumbling]

One or two more like that and
we can expect that lava flow

on our doorstep
within 24 hours.

[Men chattering
in native language]

At least the explosive's
still intact.

If I can only persuade
them to keep it that way.

What about us? I fear they
will not leave us intact.

[ Native language ]

Oh, please, please stop.
I have a headache.

[Gasps]

[Native language continues]

Well, look, I realize we don't
understand each other very well,

but, we are
not your enemies.

Do you understand that?

Look, all we're trying to do is to
set up this explosive, you see,

and prevent the
volcano from erupting,

and causing death and destruction
all over this planet.

Can't you understand that?

I am not yet ready to understand.
You must wait.

Then you speak! Then you must
understand what I'm saying!

[ Native language ]

[Men murmuring]

Gather around, friends.
Gather around,

and let me tell you
what I'm gonna do.

This remarkable invention is
to be given away here today,

free, gratis and for nothing,

without any obligation

and at no cost whatsoever!

Yes, friends, feast your eyes
on this unique implement,

and imagine the
thousand-and-one uses

to which it can be put.

Now, let me show you.

Now, a knife. Do you see?

And a screw driver
and a bottle opener,

and a ballpoint pen, you see,

and a shoe horn.

Isn't that nice?
And here we have

a unique spot-removing pencil,

absolutely guaranteed to
remove all stubborn spots,

grease spot, coffee spot, even
a leopard spot. [Murmuring]

Yes! And now,

last but not least,

a fine example

of the cutler's art,

a stainless steel fork,

very handy at picnics,

hunting and fishing
trips and...

But... But not
for home cooking.

Here you are, dear sir.
Have a good time.

Let the strangers approach.

I really meant no
harm, my dear sir.

Actually, I should
not be here at all.

I came most unwillingly. This
gentleman will bear me out.

That's what I like about
you, Smith, your loyalty.

Well, can you
understand us now?

I, Rangah, speak to you,

through the power of
the great Protineus,

beneficent rector
of our destiny.

We have understood you
from the beginning.

We have also made
an evaluation

of the type of
life-form you represent.

Good heavens. I'm afraid
they're machine worshippers.

Perhaps if we do as they
do, they'll let us go.

When in Rome, you know.

Protineus.
Protineus. Protineus.

Rise! You are not
of our people. Rise!

Yes. Yes, of course,
my dear sir.

You know, lam very
fond of machines.

Actually, I have great
admiration for that one.

Silence!
Look, if the great Protineus

understands us so well, you must
know that we're not your enemies.

The fact that you are here
makes you our enemies.

You may have contaminated us by your
presence, endangered our future destiny.

Why would our presence
contaminate you?

Your life-form is
different than ours.

Our life-form is temporary.
Yours is permanent.

Is that bad?

We are in the early
stages of evolution.

Before the great Protineus can
transport us to another form of life,

we must remain free of contamination
from other forms of life.

Therefore, before the nature of
your destruction can be determined,

you will be kept
in quarantine.

Quarantine? You mean,
like an imported animal?

Let me assure you, my clear sir,
that I am perfectly healthy.

I never even catch cold.

Quiet, Smith.

How long do you plan to
keep us in quarantine?

That question has
already been answered.

By your being here, you
have forfeited your lives.

[Rumbling]

What about yours?

If the great Protineus knows so
much, he knows about that volcano.

If I don't get it capped, there
will be no life-form for anyone!

The volcano will
not harm us.

Within its depths lies the
all-abiding flame of our life force.

If it is stilled, we will die.
It must burn free.

I'm not waiting around
to see it burn free.

Come on, Smith!

Grab a wire!

[High-pitched whirring]

[Shouts]
[ Laughs]

[Speaking in native
language] [Men chattering]

The strangers will make no
further attempts to escape.

If they do, they will
be instantly destroyed.

[ Native language ]

Bound and doomed, consigned
to a living death.

[Rumbling]
[Shouts]

The explosive! They've
detonated our explosive!

It's not the explosive!
It's the volcano!

[Shouts]

The volcano?
We'll be buried alive!

Help! Help!

Maureen?

Right here, John.
Have you found them?

Not a trace. I can't
raise them either.

We've been trying
at this end too,

but so far, not
a sign of them.

Right now that
volcano is quiet.

My guess is the next time it blows,
that's gonna be the big one.

I don't know what
happened to them,

but obviously, they
haven't been able to cap it.

What do you think
we should do?

I'm heading back to the ship for
another charge of explosives.

Don and Smith
will have to wait

until we've gotten
it capped. Out.

What could have
happened to them, Mom?

I don't know, dear.

But all we can do is just
keep trying to raise them

or hope that they call us.

I guess you're just as worried about
Don and Dr. Smith as I am, Robot.

Worrying is not a character
trait of robots, Will Robinson.

However, I am
aware of your concern,

and my sensors
are at full stretch

in the effort to locate
their whereabouts.

But you've had
no luck, right?

Very little.

So far, the best
I've been able to do,

is discover the existence
of a pass which could get you

to the area in which they were last
heard from in double-quick time.

Then what are we
waiting for? Let's go!

Have you been granted
maternal consent

to make a trip which may be
fraught with much peril?

Ask me no questions and I'll
tell you no lies, Robot.

Besides, quit telling me what
the trip may be fraught with.

You're sounding
like Dr. Smith.

His timidity
can be infectious.

Well, tighten your
belt, and let's go.

Oh, dear, what a night.

What a terrible,
terrible night.

[Grunts] Did you
say something?

Indeed, I did. Not only
am I faint with hunger,

but your bony elbows kept
me awake half the night.

That's not my bony elbow.

That's the explosive
you were leaning against.

What? That explosive will
surely be the death of me!

Stop making like a
jumping bean and relax!

We gotta find a way to
get out of these ropes.

How?

Well, first, let's
try and stand up.

Together, now. Ready? Go.

Now, tighten your muscles
and then relax them. Ready?

I'm afraid my muscles
are not what they were.

Were they ever? Now!

[Grunts]

It's getting tighter!

[Grunting]

It's got muscles.

The need for food is
gnawing at my vitals!

[Grunting continues]

It's the rope!

I need food! Food!

How do they expect us to
eat if we're all tied up?

Pitch in, Smith. They may put
that rope back on any minute.

[ Rangah ] You will remain free of
your bonds until your fate is decided,

provided you
cause us no trouble.

You've got to let us out! You hear?
You gotta let us out!

You have no right to keep
us in here like this!

Mmm.

Lovely. Delicious.

I must ask them to
give me the recipe.

I wouldn't if I
were you, Smith.

So good.

Guard.

Isn't this lovely?

Would you like to have it?

It ticks beautifully.

Let me out and it's yours.

That dreadful
creature, he's gone!

He's made away with my grandfather's
genuine gold hunter watch.

Like I said before, "Loyalty,
thy name is Smith."

I did it for the
both of us, Major.

I'll bet.

Come over here with me.

It's hollow under here. We may
be able to tunnel our way out.

With the explosive?

No.

With the only tools we've
got, our bare hands.

Come on. Start digging.
The ground's soft.

You take care of this.

Hurry, Robot!
Look at the Chariot!

How did it happen?

Magnetic analysis of organic
material on Chariot,

indicates its origin
to be prehistoric.

Prehistoric?

Affirmative.

Whew!

I thought Don and Dr. Smith
might be in there.

Where are they?

I'm as baffled as you
are, Will Robinson.

Mother, Will wouldn't
have gone too far

without letting us know
where he was going.

I wish I could
be sure of that.

Here's Dad!
Oh, good.

Hi. Heard anything?

About Don and Dr. Smith,
not a thing.

But now Will and the
Robot have gone. What?

Come in, Jupiter.
Jupiter, come in!

Go ahead, Son.
I found the Chariot, Dad.

But there's no sign
of Dr. Smith or Don.

It's a funny thing
about the Chariot.

What do you mean?

Well, it's kind of
prehistoric now.

I just can't explain.

Where are you?

I'm about four miles due south
of Transmission Station Two.

All right. Stay there.
I'll be right over.

Okay. Over and out.

That isn't too far from the
last place we heard from Don.

When I flew over the area,
there wasn't any Chariot.

I'll check
with you later.

John, we received some
sort of primitive signal.

And now Will says that the
Chariot has a prehistoric look.

Do you remember what you said
about an ancient civilization?

Yes.

Do you think it's possible that such
a civilization could exist here?

Well, I don't know,
but if there is one,

and they're anywhere
near that volcano,

their chances of survival
are worse than ours.

I'll call back.

[Don] Okay, Smith.
Hand it down.

Here it is. Be careful.
Don't drop it.

I've got it.

Now get down here.

Smith, where are you?

Up here, Major.

You're no use up there.
Get down here.

Are you sure there's enough
room for me and the explosive?

Quit stalling, Smith,
and get down here.

Yes.

Indeed, I was never meant
to be a burrowing creature.

Well, here's your chance
to get a firsthand look

at how the burrowing
half lives.

Start burrowing.

I'm frightened.

Go on.

This cannot lead anywhere but down
into the bowels of the earth.

Already I can feel
the temperature rising.

It may detonate
the explosive.

Tell me something, Smith.

Haven't you ever heard
of the word "survival"?

I'm quite familiar with the
meaning of the word, Major,

and I do not require any
literary assistance from you!

Well, as much as I hate
to admit it, Smith,

I require assistance
from you.

Come on.

[Distant whirring]

Shh! Listen.

Up there. We must be right
under that cracking plant.

Cracking plant?

It's not so different.

A cracking plant
refines crude oil.

That equipment up there
refines crude aliens.

You know, if we could
set this under it,

we might be able to jam it up
long enough to get away.

But what will
it do to us?

Just hold this.

Come on!

Be careful.
Don't drop it.

You're getting
dust in my eyes!

Shh! Quiet!

[ Native language ]

[ Blows]

Shh! Quiet!

Will!

All right. Let's get out
of here before it blows.

Run, Smith!

Major...

Major, where are you?

He's deserted me,
that cold, cruel man.

What's to become of me?

[ Native language ]

Alone. I'm alone.

Oh, the pain, the pain.

[Don] Smith!

Major, where are you?

Smith, give me
a hand, quickly!

Smith, help!

It was very clumsy of you
to fall into the hole.

Save it, Smith!

No! You're pulling me
into the hole with you!

Keep trying!

My arm is being wrenched
out of its socket!

I can't hold on much longer.

Then let go!

What? Let go?

Save yourself and
forget about me!

I can't let go!
I can't! I'm afraid!

Here, now. One,
two, three!

Heave, Major! Heave!

Oh, my delicate back
will never survive this.

Heave! You're
not cooperating!

Heave! [Grunting]
Heave!

Whew!
Whew!

Let's get out of here.

[Coughing]

Looks like we're sealed in.

Doomed.

We're doomed.

A draft.

Must be an
opening somewhere.

[Coughing]

No.

The flame's running
short of oxygen.

So are we.

[Monotone] Those who trespass within
the pale of the great Protineus,

will forfeit all
hope of survival.

Your end is near.

What did you say?

Say? I didn't
say a word.

That great Protineus.

Well, he knew all about
us at the beginning,

and I guess he also
knows about our end.

Dad!

No wonder I couldn't see
this when I flew over it.

What happened to Don and Smith?
They're captured.

They've been imprisoned in a
cave by prehistoric aliens.

What?
It's true, Dad.

At least they
look prehistoric.

And they've got all
our blasting equipment.

I left the Robot there
to keep an eye on them.

All right. Show me the way.
Yes, sir.

[ Drumbeats]

[Rhythmic booming]

Gosh, they've made him
prehistoric like themselves.

Where's the cave?

Over there, on the other
side of the camp.

If I could be sure they'd stay
busy, I might just make it.

Maybe we can get the
Robot to keep them busy.

We'll have to attract
his attention.

I can try tapping
out some code.

Go ahead.

[Booming continues]
[Drumbeats continue]

[Tapping continues]

He's getting it.
Good.

I read you loud and clear,
Will Robinson.

[Booming continues]

Tell him to keep them
away from the cave.

Okay.

[Booming]

I will do my best. Further,
I hope you realize

that when I found I could not
lick them, {joined them.

However, not for keeps.

[Will] Keep them amused.

Affirmative.

[Native language]
[Humming continues]

Why are they having all
these fun and games?

I just hope it isn't
some sacrificial rite.

Dad, we've gotta get Don and Dr.
Smith out of there in a hurry.

All right. Now,
you stay covered.

Now, if things don't go
the way we want them to,

I want you to go to
the Chariot, get in it,

and go back to
the Jupiter 2.

Do it.

Yes, sir.

[Humming continues]

[Coughing]

They're gonna leave us
here to die, Major.

Our bodies will never
be recovered. Never.

It won't make much
difference to us.

[Coughs]

Oxygen's just about
exhausted, Smith.

I've been aware of that for
some time, Major. [Coughs]

Dr. Smith?
Yes?

Did you call me Dr. Smith?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You saved my life.

And, well,
I've been thinking.

I've been doing a little
thinking myself, Major...

Don.

I don't know how much longer
we can last, Dr. Smith.

Please, call me Zachary.

You know, I...

I haven't been exactly
friendly to you in the past.

Sure, you've been
lazy, incompetent,

mean, selfish, cowardly...

Go no further, Major.

No, no.

No, don't get me wrong.

No, that's...

That's all changed now.

The only thing that matters,

whether we get out
of this alive or not,

is, that we'll
always be friends.

Thank you, Don.

I must confess that my
opinion of you in the past

was hardly flattering.

But now, despite
your bullying,

your evil temper,
your childish wit,

and your snide comments
on my character,

now I can only
think of you

with great,
great affection.

Could we...

Could we shake hands?

Thank you.
[Coughing]

May I borrow
your pocket knife?

Yeah. Sure...
Sure, Zach.

Please, "Zachary"
not "Zach!"

Zachary.
Yes.

We must... We must
leave a legend.

[Coughing Continues]

On this

day, my dear friend
West and I...

No. No. My dear friend
Don West and I...

No.

My dear friend
Major Don West and I

swore eternal friendship.

[Drumbeats continue]

[Humming continues]

I do not know how much longer I
can keep this up, Will Robinson.

My tracks are killing me.

Dad's almost there. You
can't quit now, Robot.

I will do my best.

[Humming continues]

[Creature roaring ]

[Roaring continues]

[Creature growling]

[Howling]

[Howling continues]

[Shouting in
native language]

[ Excited chatter]

[Shouting continues]

Nice work, Robot.
Thank you.

[Weakly] I think
I heard a voice.

It sounded like Will.
No.

I'm afraid it's
wishful thinking.

Yeah.

[Shouting continues]

Show 'em again.
Hit it, Robot!

[Speaking in
native language]

[Whirring ]
[Continues speaking]

The great Protineus
speaks to you.

What do you want here?

I want you to release
those two men in the cave.

They are on the point of death.
Soon you will join them.

You've seen the
power of our Robot.

Release them,
we'll leave in peace.

The great Protineus has
refrained from interfering

with the foolish antics
of your guardian.

He is an inferior machine who has
given my people a little pleasure.

His powers do not
compare to mine.

What is his name?

He's a Robot.

He's not our guardian, and
his powers come from me.

You do not worship him?

Of course not.

He's a machine,
not an idol.

The great Protineus is superior
to any known life-form.

Do not dare to pit the powers
of your Robot against him.

Our Robot can do anything
your old machine can do.

All right, Robot.
Show them.

[All murmuring]

Very well. If you
insist on pitting

your powers against
him, so be it!

[All murmuring]

Voila'.

[Clapping]
[Murmuring continues]

A very amusing trick,
but not very effective.

Why don't we stop this and let
those two men out of the cave?

Proceed with
the demonstration.

My people must be shown that
I, the great Protineus,

am the all-beneficent
rector of their destiny.

I hope they don't
always believe that.

All right. Robot,
vanishing act.

One vanishing
act coming up.

[High-pitched whirring]

[Whirring continues]

[Men murmuring]

Don! Smith!

Don, where are you?

[Grunting] John, get us out!
Don!

There's a rock sealing us in.
We're right under it.

[Grunting]

I can't move it.

[Both coughing]

All right. Stand
clear under there.

I'm gonna explode it.

Go ahead!

Two minutes ago, I wouldn't have given
a plugged nickel for our chances.

The Chariot's
where you left it.

We've got to try
to get to it.

But that terrible machine...
It may seize us again.

You two don't look as if you're in any
shape for a fight, but, Will's up there.

Can you make it?

I think so.

How about you, Smith?

Never fear,
Smith is here.

Anything my friend Don
can do, I can do too.

That was great, Robot.

So much for my powers
of dematerialization.

Now, for the
tour de force!

Robot!

What did you have
to do that to him for?

He was just trying
to help you, really!

The great Protineus needs no
help from any other life-form.

But you like to have fun
with them, don't you,

just to prove how
powerful you are?

If you were all that powerful,
you'd know that you were in

as much danger as we are
from that erupting volcano.

Please, make him the way
he was, and let us all go.

[Rumbling]

[Rumbling continues]

That volcano’s
got to be capped!

Will!

Will!

[ explosion ]

[ Excited chatter]

[Speaking native language]

[Native language continues]

He wants our help.

All right.
We'll cap the volcano.

Don, put out the fire.
Help me with the equipment.

Take the detonator.

All right, now. You stay
here with the detonator.

I'm going through that blowhole
to the center of the crater.

Yes, sir.

Careful, Dad!

All right.
Behind the rock!

All hooked up.
All right.

This better work.

I think we've capped it.

Now we can take
off as scheduled.

You bet we can.
Let's go!

Gosh, Robot, how did it feel to
be one of the little people?

[ Irish accent] Sure, it was
a roguish piece of magic,

but I knew it
was just blarney.

[Chuckles]

You have given
the great Protineus

an opportunity to
pause and reflect.

A machine must not be superior to
the destinies of those it guides.

It must remain the
servant, not the ruler.

This the great Protineus
has learned from you.

Rangah's disappeared.
And the aliens too.

You know, I suggest
that we disappear also.

Come on.

You coming, Doctor?

Surely you don't expect me to
walk after all I've suffered?

Major, fetch the Chariot.
I shall await your return.

You'll walk, just like
the rest of us, Zach!

Zach, indeed!

Wait for me, you
disreputable dunce!

[ Narrator] Stay tuned for some exciting
scenes from next week's episode.

William! William.
What did you find?

Wait till you see
what's in there.

I'm gonna go get Dad
and bring him back.

[ Narrator] Next week, dead androids
come to life in Dr. Smith 's image.

[Screams]

Oh, no!

Got you! Run,
Will Robinson! Run!

No!

Stay away from me.
Stay away.

Get him away from that
switch or he'll kill me!

NOW!

I cannot let you escape. William!
Let go! I've got to go!

No, William, get off this...
Get off this thing at once!

[ Narrator]
“Space Destructors. "

Next week on Lost 'm Space,
here on this channel.