All language subtitles for Lost in Space - 01x23 - The Space Trader.eng

Last week, as you recall,

we left Dr. Smith
contentedly painting,

unaware that within moments a
cosmic storm of mysterious origin

would threaten to destroy
our tiny space colony.

There.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm...Ah!

I beg your pardon.

Well, Penny,
what do you think of it?

Well, I don't know much
about painting, Dr. Smith.

Even a rank amateur
should be able

to recognize my
talent as an artist.

It burns through
the canvas like a beacon,

lighting up
the depths of darkness.

Well, I guess it does,
if you say so.

When we return to Earth,

I shall place my genius on
display for all to see.

I would like to
express an opinion.

You have my permission.

If you have a comment
to make, make it.

I already have.

How dare you!

What does an insensitive brute
like you know about art?

You, who have never
touched brush to canvas?

Away, you cackling clod,
and leave me to my work.

My day of retribution
will surely come.

Do you see what I see?

Well, I think I do.

Whew, that's good

because I was
beginning to think

something was wrong
with my eyes.

Have your fun, Major.

Just remember, they also laughed
at Gauguin and Matisse.

Uh, pardon me.

What's it supposed to be?

You probably will
not understand it,

but it represents the inner feelings
of the sensitive man in space.

Notice the blending
of the light.

Warning! Warning!

Dangerous storm approaching. Advisable
refuge be taken immediately.

All right,
let's get inside.

What about our
equipment outside?

No time. Inside!

Dr. Smith!

Dr. Smith!

My masterpiece.

Let it go!

Come on!

I want my painting.

Don't be a fool.
Come on!

The tank!

Come on!

Hurry!

Don! Come on!
No.

Oh! My masterpiece!

My masterpiece!

Why, it stopped.

It's like somebody
turned it off.

Well, the damage is done.

Let's go outside
and pick up the pieces.

You children stay in here.

Aren't you coming
with us, Dr. Smith?

Why? To look upon
a world of desolation?

Oh, come on. We've been through
worse things than this.

You've gotta learn
to look on the bright side.

Sure. Like you always say, Dr.
Smith, "Onward and upward."

Well, let us plunge
once more into the fray.

That's the spirit,
Dr. Smith.

Please spare me your
youthful optimism.

My masterpiece.
My masterpiece.

Here, let me
give you a hand.

Thanks.

Oh, everything is ruined.
I could just cry.

If it would help any,
I'd cry with her.

John,

this is all of the condensation
unit I could find.

Great. Look, you and Judy get
started on the garden right away.

Until our food supply returns to
normal, we're gonna have to get by

on emergency water supply
and high-protein pills.

But we haven't very
much of either, John.

Well, we're just gonna have to
make due with what we've got.

I suppose. Judy.

And you better get started
on that condensation.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

And this is
the way our world ends,

not with a bang
but with a whimper.

Children, lunchtime.

What's on
the menu today, Mom?

The menu is unlimited.

Um, I think I'll have
a burger and fries.

All right. There you are,

one burger and
a fry coming up,

with a milk shake
to top it off.

What will you have, Will?

A barbecue sandwich
is fine for me.

All right. Fine.
Here, I think you better

wash it down
with a little water.

Judy, what will you have?

Oh, I'm really
not very hungry.

I think I'll just
have a protein pill

and some water
to wash it down.

There you are.

Not bad.
A little too spicy.

Oh? The
burger was delicious.

That's what I'll
order next time.

I cannot go on this way. I
simply must have some food.

Stop your bellyaching, Smith.
We're all in the same boat.

This chemical
concoction may be

sufficient for
you and the others,

but it hardly
whets my appetite.

That protein capsule contains more
than enough nutrition for your needs.

Perhaps for
the average man, Major.

But I burn off more energy
than the average man.

Then I've got just
the cure for you, Smith.

And what is that?

Don't talk so much.

Be my guest.
Excuse me, madam.

Oh, dear.

Good heavens.

William, I have come
to the end of my strength.

Let's look a little longer.

We're just wasting time.

What's that?

I wonder what it means.

Let's follow the arrow
and find out.

Here's another one.

What?

And another one.

I wonder what this means.

And another and
another and another and...

Golly.

Golly!

Good heavens.

What do you think it is?

I haven't the faintest idea.

Don't you speak
English, sir?

Ah!Ah!

Oh, dear.
I'm afraid we'll never

be able to
communicate with him.

Oh, yes, you will.

This is my
language duplicator.

It enables me to speak
any tongue in the firmament.

lam The Trader,
at your services.

How do you do? I'm Dr. Zachary
Smith from the planet Earth.

And this is
Mr. Will Robinson.

lam very delighted
indeed to meet you.

From the planet Earth? My, you
are a long way from home.

We are indeed.

Where do you come
from, Mr. Trader?

Me? Why, I am from everywhere.
A citizen of the whole galaxy.

That's what I am.
I was beginning

to think that I
was all alone here.

Now, if there are two things
that a trader loves,

it is good company
and good business.

Well, we can certainly
supply the good company.

lam sure you can.

What business
are you in, Mr. Trader?

Come into my store,
and I will show you.

Uh, sir, sir...

You are perfectly safe now.

Are you sure?

They're perfectly trained.

And they have the most
magnificent pedigrees.

They are raised on
the planet Zoldee.

I traded a molecular
assembular for them

and considered it
a cheap price to pay.

Come on. Come on.
Let's have a look here.

You sure have a lot
of things to sell, sir.

Well, in these days, one must be
well-supplied with merchandise.

Quality and quantity, the
secret of success in business.

What do these do?

Ah, truly
marvelous invention!

From the planet Deo.
Oh?

Press the button, Dr. Smith.
See what happens.

Where'd he go?

Our friend is still present,
but we just can't see him.

Dr. Smith!

I'm here.

If you wish to return, just squeeze
the molecular sphere again.

Good heavens.

It's a very popular
gadget with children.

They play a game called,
um, hide-and-seek with it.

What's this do?

Ah, that.

Now, that is to
control the weather.

It makes the climate warm in
winter and cool in summer.

Please don't touch that.
You might raise a storm.

Too bad we didn't
have it earlier today.

We could have diverted
that frightful storm.

Oh, how unfortunate.

Perhaps you'd like to
trade me something for it?

Well...
No, thanks.

It's too late now.
The damage is already done.

Ah, yes. So it is.

Dear sir,

what we really
need is food.

Oh, why didn't you
say so before?

My spaceship is practically
overflowing with delicacies.

I have the most
succulent steaks

in my preservation unit.
Oh!

The most tender vegetables.

Stop. I can't stand it.

The sweet melons.

Melons?

The pastries.

Candies covered
in rich chocolate.

Oh, pain. The pain.

And they can be
all yours, my friend.

Sounds great, Mr. Trader. But what
would you want for these things?

You have a spaceship
full of articles.

Surely we can find
something to bargain with.

How did you know
we had a spaceship?

Well, I assumed that you came here
the same way as I did myself.

Gentlemen, let's get
down to basics, food.

When can we do
business, Mr. Trader?

At your earliest convenience,
my dear sir.

Why don't you go back to the
other members of your party?

Discuss the matter with them. I
will join you presently very soon.

Make it very, very soon, sir.
Come along, Will.

I can see that
you are going to be

one of my best
customers, Dr. Smith.

And don't forget, sir, I'll be
waiting for you. Come along.

You are mistaken, Dr. Smith.

You are not waiting for me.

lam waiting for you.

What, may I ask, is that?

Morn and I
found a new recipe.

Hamburgers made from
dehydrated green beans.

You might try it.
You'll love it.

Oh, sadness. Oh, sorrow.

Zachary Smith, gourmet Epicurean,
reduced to a meal of fodder.

What do you expect, Smith,
pheasant under glass'?

Would that it were.

You seem to be the only
one that's complaining.

And with good reason.
If you'd listen to me

we wouldn't have
to be forcing down

this substandard
food for survival.

We would have plenty
of proper victuals.

Yes, I know.

We could be living off the fat
of The Trader. Couldn't we?

Precisely.

Oh, now, Dr. Smith, we have already
discussed this and come to a decision.

Come on now, please.
Sit down and eat your dinner.

We can get along without making
any deals with The Trader.

Sure. There are more important
things in life than just food.

The ignorance
of that remark

is excusable only because
of your extreme youth.

Good food is one of
the important joys of living.

Well said, Dr. Smith.

The Trader, at your service.

Please don't rise, sir.

It's a pleasure
to meet you.

I appear to have arrived at an
inopportune moment. You are eating.

That is a matter of opinion.

Fortunately, I have everything
you could possibly need

to replenish
your larder, madam.

I know.
Dr. Smith has told us.

Then let me show you
a sample of my wares.

Oh.

Now, if you will make a list of your
needs, we can get down to business.

We can get to that later, sir. First,
let's discuss this magnificent bird.

Very well.
What am I offered for it?

Come, come.
There's no need to be shy.

Would you give that
laser pistol of yours

in exchange for the turkey,
young man?

No deal.

Ah, pity.

I was offering you a bargain. Looks
like a Kind of primitive weapon,

but I could probably have got rid
of it somewhere as a curiosity.

I have an idea, Mr. Trader.
I know we can come to

some sort of agreement
about this beautiful bird.

But, meanwhile, a full stomach
makes for a happy disposition.

Let's eat it first
and discuss it later.

Dr. Smith, you must realize
that as a businessman

I cannot deal in
promises of payment.

Now, Mr. Robinson, can
we not,

As they say, talk turkey?

I'm afraid not. Not today. Or for
that matter, not tomorrow either.

Such a pity. I understood that you
were short on food and water.

We are. But we'll get by until
our garden's fully grown.

Surely we can at
least discuss the matter!

It's no deal, Smith.

When we get our new
water conversion unit built,

we won't need anyone's help.

I see. Well, that's capital.

Then, if my services are not
required, I will leave you.

And if you should require
anything, I will be at my store.

Oh!

Well, let's finish our dinner. The
turkey was probably tough anyway.

There are no
tough turkeys, madam.

Some are just less
tender than others.

So, they won't do
business with me.

Well, my little storm
will take care of that.

If there's no market,
make one.

The old law of
supply and demand.

Now.

And now they'll
have to come to me.

First, I'll give them
a little food,

just enough to
whet their appetites.

Then a little bit more.
And finally

they'll trade me what
I want, an Earthling.

How generous you are, dear child,
to contribute to the cause.

Now remember,
I will do the bargaining.

We want to get the most
we can for our wares.

Are you sure we're doing
the right thing, Dr. Smith?

Oh, absolutely.

Now, come along.

Now then, upsy-daisy.

Let's see what we have here.

Ooh, what a pretty little box.
My goodness.

It's full of fun, this.

Yes, yes, indeed.

It's heavenly.
Yes, it's very nice indeed.

Very nice.

Now then, sir, what will you
give us for this article?

Uh, don't be hasty, Dr. Smith. Hasty
decisions lead us into error.

But there's
nothing to think about.

This is a simple
business transaction.

Perhaps. But, tell me, who is
the owner of this pretty thing?

It belongs to Penny. But I'm
handling the negotiations for her.

Ohh.

Now then, sir,
what do you offer?

Absolutely nothing.

Nothing?

It is not my habit to
trade with children.

Utterly against my policy.

That's perfectly ridiculous. I've
never heard of such a thing.

Nevertheless,
that is my policy.

I find that children
do not know what they want.

What they care for today, they
have no interest in tomorrow.

I won't change
my mind, Mr. Trader.

I know you won't, my dear.
But that is how I do business.

Here, look. The flavor
is peppermint today.

Strawberry tomorrow, and
then orange and then lemon.

And then after that, a hundred different
flavors for a long, long time.

You mean,
this will last forever?

Only as long as you
remain young in heart.

Oh, thank you.

Now go along and
have a good time.

Oh, are you coming
along, Dr. Smith?

Not for a little while.

The doctor and I have
things to talk over.

Bye.

Well, sir, since
you're being so generous

I think I'll
take one for myself.

Well, I should be
careful, Dr. Smith.

It's a long time since
you were young at heart.

Indeed?

I would put it
back if I were you.

Why? Do you object?

Oh, no. Not I.

But they do.

They know that you
took something from me.

And they think
that you're a thief.

Well, I'll put it back.

There. Now everyone is happy.

Mr. Trader,

you're a cold, cruel man.

Those brutes
would've torn me to pieces,

and you wouldn't
have lifted a finger.

My dear Dr. Smith,
in this store,

the customer is
not always right.

Many of our shopkeepers on Earth
operate on the same theory.

No, really?
Yes.

Now sir, you had something
to talk to me about.

Yes. You know, Doctor,

I believe we
could do business.

My dear sir, nothing
would please me more.

However, I'm afraid
you'll have to find

some way of
extending me some credit.

As you know,
I have nothing to trade.

Oh.

Yes, of course.

What about the, uh, Robot?

Oh, no. Oh, no,
I couldn't do that.

Oh, no, I couldn't do that.
I just couldn't.

You see,
the Robot is my friend.

Even more, he's like
a brother to me.

Yes, of course. I do understand
how you feel, Doctor.

It's a pity. I could've given
you an excellent trade.

Mind you, the, uh, machine
is a little bit primitive,

but I do have a customer

who goes for that
kind of antique.

Perhaps, uh, you'd be
interested in something else.

We have a wonderful
vehicle called the Chariot.

No. I don't think so.

No. Well, then,

perhaps a radar-controlled
weather station?

No. No.
Only the Robot.

That's the only thing I'm
really interested in. Uh...

If you could manage
to trade that machine,

I'd give you all the food
you could possibly eat.

For how long?
A week.

Make it two.
Ten days.

Twelve?
Done.

You're a shrewd
trader, Dr. Smith.

Yes, sir.
A natural instinct.

I have an ancestor who had quite
a reputation as a horse trader.

But he suffered a severe
business reversal.

Jealous rivals accused him of
stocking stolen merchandise.

Utterly ridiculous,
of course.

Yes.

How unfortunate.
What happened to him?

Well, he...

I think I'll tell you
the story some other time.

And now, sir. I'd best go back to
the camp and round up the Robot.

Uh, Doctor.
Yes?

This is yours, I think.
Ah, yes.

You're quite sure
that you'll have no difficulty

in persuading him
to come with you?

None whatsoever. The Robot
trusts me implicitly.

Oh, yes. Like a brother, eh?

It's been a real pleasure
to do business with you.

The feeling is mutual, sir.
Good day to you.

Good day.

Oh, dear.

It's all right.
He knows you now.

Does he indeed?

Yes.

Good-bye. Yes.

Come on, my pet. Come on.

Imagine that, he loves the
Robot like a brother.

And yet, he was prepared to trade
him for a little bit of food.

It would seem that
I have found my Earthling.

Dr. Smith.

Lovely night.

It would appear that you and I
are the only ones awake.

I just couldn't sleep.

You're probably suffering
a guilty conscience.

What do you mean
by that remark?

I'm referring to our last
conversation when you insulted me.

Oh, good heavens.
You know I didn't mean that.

Ahh, it's a lovely night. I
think I'll take a little walk.

Would you like
to go with me?

No, thank you.

The exercise will
do us both good.

You're getting
a little roly-poly

standing around
so much, you know?

I prefer to remain here.

You always liked
walking before.

I still do. But I'm particular
of the company that I keep.

You insulted me.

I told you to forget it.

My memory banks retain the information.
You must apologize.

All right.
All right. I apologize.

Now can we take
our little walk?

Yes, it is a lovely
night for a stroll.

It is indeed.
After you, my dear friend.

Robot, where are you?

Ahh, how are you, young Mr. Robinson?
What can I do for you today?

Have you seen our Robot?
Eh?

Well, uh...

I've been looking
all over for you.

I am here.

As you can see,
I am unable to leave.

What are you doing
with our Robot?

You are mistaken, young man.

This machine is mine. Can't you see
on the notice? It is for sale.

He's not yours.
How did you get him?

Dr. Smith and I did a trade.

I don't believe you.
It's not true, is it?

Yes, it is true.
I have been betrayed.

We'll get him back,
just you wait and see.

Everything I have is
for sale, young man.

All you have to do
is to pay the price.

Don't worry,
Dad will take care of this.

I hope so.
I am unhappy here...

I would sooner you did
not speak to my Robot.

You are wasting
his power pack.

I'll be back.

I just can't believe that he'd
do such a terrible thing.

We'll be able to get the
Robot back, won't we, Dad?

You know our situation, Will.
Everything we have is essential.

There's not one item that we can
afford to swap for that Robot.

Here comes Smith now.

I never want to speak
to Dr. Smith again.

That goes double
for me too.

Take a look at this.

What?

What's up?

I thought Smith was
putting on weight.

The Trader's been supplying him
with all kinds of goodies.

What are we going
to do about him?

Afraid there
isn't much we can do.

We may not like it,
but we're stuck with him.

That's true.
But at least we can have

as little to do
with him as possible.

Sorry, I missed...

I was out hunting
for the Robot.

I don't suppose
any of you found him?

What's the matter with the dear lady?
Did you have a tiff?

Will somebody please tell
me what is going on here?

Everyone leaving the room.

I'm not contagious,
you know.

William,
what is the matter?

If there is something wrong,
please tell me what it is.

You traded the Robot,
you Benedict Arnold.

Will?

Will, can I talk to you?

Oh, please, Will.

All right.
But make it quick.

I just wanted to say that I
regret deeply what has happened.

A lot of good that's gonna do.
Will it get the Robot back?

My need for food got the
better of my good judgment.

I just couldn't help myself.

Sure, I understand.

It was just
too tough for you.

Please, Will.

Nobody wants to
talk with me.

Can you blame them?

I made a mistake.
I'm terribly sorry about it.

If there's anything I can do.

Get the Robot back.

Would that make
us friends again?

Well, it would help.

Then I'll do it.

The very first thing
in the morning

I will go to
The Trader and make

some sort of
a deal with him.

Do it now.

If you really
meant what you said,

you wouldn't
wait until morning.

Very well. I'll get
our Robot back immediately.

How does that
sound to you?

Sounds great, Dr. Smith,
if you do it.

Friends again?

When you get
the Robot back.

All right. I'm off
to see The Trader.

Oh, dear. I'm going
to have to do some

very fast and fancy
negotiating with him.

But I'll do it.

Ah, yes, uh, good morning.

You'll be pleased to hear that
I've come to take you home.

Bah!

Well, have you nothing
to say, you ingrate?

Ah, yes, your power
pack's been removed.

Ah, my favorite customer.

What can I do for
you this morning?

I would like to
talk to you, sir,

about this
broken-down old Robot.

I want it back.

Well, as you know, everything
I have is for sale.

What would you like to give
me in exchange for him?

At the moment, nothing. But I
thought perhaps we could work out

some sort of
a credit arrangement?

It's a common procedure on Earth, you know.
Buy now, pay later.

Hmm. Sounds like a bad
way to run a business.

I thought perhaps you might
make an exception to your rule,

due to the circumstances.

You see, sir, I made a terrible
mistake when I traded you the Robot.

He's more than
just a machine to me.

He's my friend.

Ohh.

Believe me, I do understand
your problem, but...

I'll pay you back sometime.
You have my word on that, sir.

Yes, I wish
I could help you.

I realize
the difficulty, but...

Is there nothing that
you can offer in exchange?

All I have is what you see
before you, Mr. Trader.

You mean... Oh, no.

Oh, that'd be
quite against my...

I mean, what would

The Trader's Association say
if they ever heard?

I'd be in real trouble.

What is it? Surely you
can work something out.

Weren't you suggesting that
you should trade yourself?

Myself? Good heavens!

You must be joking.

Now don't worry. Don't
get excited, Dr. Smith.

Of course I didn't mean that you
should trade yourself right away.

I mean, not swap
yourself immediately.

Good heavens, no. Sometime in the
future, say, 200 years from now.

Two hundred years?

Yes.

Well, now,

that's not so bad, is it?

Course it's quite ridiculous.
I'd never be able to collect.

But, well,
a businessman has to show

a loss on his book
sometime, doesn't he?

Well, Mr. Trader,
you are a real gentleman.

May I shake
your hand, sir?

Then you agree?

Oh, I certainly do.

Yes, splendid. Splendid.

Well, I'll get
the contract.

What contract?

Well, it's a mere formality.

After all, I have to have
something to show a record.

You know how these
income tax people are.

Oh-ho, yes.
Indeed I do, sir.

I'm quite familiar with that, I do say.
Indeed I do.

There you are, Dr. Smith.
Put your hand there.

Now take your hand away.

Here is the Robot's
power pack.

Thank you.

He's all yours now.

Yes, well, I'm
in your debt, sir.

My pleasure.

Oh, at last.

I'll attend to you when
we get home, you wretch!

Signed, sealed,

and I shall take
delivery very soon.

Ooh, lovely. Now pass it
this time, you goose.

Gently, gently, gently.

This is fun. Whoo!

Oh!

I'll get it.

Ah, Dr. Smith. Playing
a game of catch, I see.

Yes. Just doing
a bit of exercise.

Well, it's very
important to me

that you should remain
in good physical condition.

I happened to be
in the area,

so I thought I'd drop by
and say good-bye.

Are you leaving?

Yes, there is
an important trade fair

being held on
the planet Tauron.

I must attend.

Well, have
a pleasant trip.

Perhaps we'll see
you again sometime.

Oh, you're going to see a
great deal of me, Dr. Smith.

You are going with me.

What?

Yes, I've decided to exercise the
contract I have with you immediately.

Well, I thought your
contract with Dr. Smith

wasn't effective
for another 200 years.

That's what you said. I
remember every word distinctly.

A verbal agreement
isn't binding, Dr. Smith.

You should have
read the small print

in the contract
you signed with me.

You tricked me. You said you
wouldn't collect for 200 years.

Now or later,
what does it matter?

You owe a debt,
and it must be paid.

Well, supposing
Dr. Smith refuses to pay?

Just how do you
intend to collect?

There are ways.

But Dr. Smith
is a human being.

You just can't
buy and sell him.

Why not? He is an
item, a commodity

like anything else
in my fare.

I won't go with you,
and you can't make me.

We shall see.

Well, I expect that you want to
say good-bye to your friends.

I'll call back
for you later.

Oh, a word of warning
before I leave.

I have no quarrel
with anybody here.

My business concerns
Dr. Smith alone.

But, if you should
involve yourselves,

I shall
have no alternative

but to destroy you.

Good-bye for now.

Dr. Smith?

Dr. Smith.

Halt! Halt!

Are you all right?

I was until you very nearly
scared me half to death.

What are you doing
out here anyway?

I couldn't sleep, so I thought
I'd spend some time with you.

Oh, how very kind of you.

I'm feeling a trifle hungry. Fetch
me my lunch box, would you?

Let's have a little
midnight snack, shall we?

If it hadn't been
for food,

you wouldn't be
in this mess.

Food had nothing
to do with it.

Did you hear that?

Yes, indeed. I did.

And I wish I hadn't.

Put down that weapon.

Don't you come any
closer or he'll fire.

I am ready to leave,
Dr. Smith.

You belong to me
and must come with me.

You signed this contract with me, Dr.
Smith...

...and I demand payment.

Dr. Smith!

[Will 1 Dr. Smith!

Dr. Smith.

Dr. Smith, come back!

Oh! You have no right
to do this to me, sir.

I demand that you
let me go immediately!

You have no rights,
Dr. Smith,

and can make no demands.

Please, sir, couldn't you just
write me off as a bad investment?

I intend to swap
you off, Dr. Smith,

at the trade fair
for a colossal profit.

Look after him, my pets.
I shall be back soon.

Psst!

Psst!

Dr. Smith. Come on.

Come on!

We've gotta get
back to the Jupiter 2.

We'll never make it.

Those beasts will tear us
apart when they catch us.

Would you rather stay here and
let The Trader take you away?

Look.

Come along.
What are we waiting for?

You fools, come here!
Come here.

You let him get away.
After him!

After him! After him!

Come on, Dr. Smith.
They're getting closer!

I've reached the end
of the line, my boy.

You better go on without me.

I'll help you, sir.
We can make it!

Oh, no. Save yourself.
You've done all you can.

Dr. Smith,
take off your boots.

What? What for?

What will that solve?

I can't explain now.

What are you doing?

Just do what I tell you.

My boots indeed.

This will stall them.

What?

Can you go on
a little further?

No. Let The Trader take me.

No! Come on.

What?

Hurry, Dr. Smith!

Oh, oh. I can't.

Oh, dear. Oh!
My feet are in agony.

It's a lot better than having
The Trader catch up to you.

It's no use. I cannot
go another step.

What was that?

Oh, thank heavens. I'm saved.

My dear, dear friend,
how glad I am to see you.

I beg your pardon, sir.
I don't believe we've met.

How dare you! This is no time
for nonsense, you ninny.

I need you to protect
me from The Trader!

You must have mistaken me
for someone else.

I do not know you.

What!

You fools, we've been tricked.
But we'll find them. Come.

Will!

Will?
Here. Run!

Here we are!
Oh!

Will, where've you been?

The Trader got Dr. Smith.

I helped him escape.

We were chased for miles
by his two monsters.

They're probably
right behind us.

How'd The Trader get you?

It's that contract
I signed.

It gives him some sort of
strange power over me.

Well, let's see how much
power he's got against this.

Thank you, Major. At a time like
this we see our true friends.

Save the
soft soap for later, Smith.

Here comes The Trader now.

Thank you, Professor Robinson.
You've got my runaway property.

Your property?

Dr. Smith has
a contract with me.

You tricked me!
You said 200 years!

As I told you before, you should
have read the small print

of the contract you signed, the
whereases and the howsoevers.

Dr. Smith is right
He was tricked.

From the very first, this alien
has resorted to unfair tactics.

It was he who destroyed
the food and water supply.

What?

Are you sure
about that?

There is no mistake. He has a
machine which controls the weather.

Hardly what I'd call an ethical
business practice, Mr. Trader.

I got what I wanted.
That's all I'm interested in.

I won't go
with you. I won't!

Come along, Dr. Smith.

Once more, gentlemen,
good night and good-bye.

Step aside, Smith!

It seems that Dr. Smith isn't
going with you after all.

The contract
is null and void.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

You are, after all,
a true-blue friend.

Dr. Smith will go through his
original agreement with you.

What? You traitor!

He will be your
property in 200 years.

Ah.

Exactly so. But don't
call me, I'll call you.

With or without the contract,
Smith belongs to me!

Fetch him, my pets! Fetch him!

I will destroy.

Well, I don't think we'll have
to worry about him again.

Let's get inside.
Come on, Will.

Forgive me,
but I must say it.

This is one time,
Dr. Smith,

you received more
than you bargained for.

Spare me the comedies,
you deplorable dummy.

Dr. Smith, look!

A crown.

I see it's a crown.
I have eyes in my head.

Question is, what is
a crown doing here?

William! What have I told you about
handling other people's property?

But, Dr. Smith...

But me no buts, my boy.

We will respect
the rights of others.

No doubt the owner will shortly
appear to claim his property.

I wonder where it came
from and who left it.

That is none
of our business.

Oh, my. Those rubies
are as large as hens' eggs.

Ah-ah-ah, Dr. Smith.

I was only checking to make
certain that it was secure.

If it fell over, some of that lovely
workmanship might be damaged.

Come along, Will. Let's get
on about our truffles.

Bless me, I forgot
my truffle tools.

I'll get 'em.

Never mind. I'll do it. Why don't
you go on ahead with the Robot

and if you find any
truffles, call out loud.

Yes, sir.

Quite loud.
Okay.

Ah.

A world ransom in jewels.

Now, what to do with it?

Well.