All language subtitles for Lost in Space - 01x29 - Follow the Leader.eng

Last week, as you recall,

we left Professor
Robinson and Dr. Smith

searching for
a lost laser pistol,

unaware the professor would,
within moments,

be plunged into an incredible
encounter with a deadly alien spirit.

There it is,
on the floor of the cave.

Well, for two buttons
and an old shoestring,

I'd make you climb
down there and get it.

You wouldn't. You know I
have a phobia about heights.

I get extremely dizzy.

Losing the pistol was an accident,
you have only to ask Will.

I did.

He said you heard this sound,
drew your laser,

and then this
small lizard appeared.

You screamed,
dropped the pistol and ran.

You have your facts
completely awry, sir.

In the first place, the lizard
was not small, it was huge.

In the second place,
I did not drop my pistol.

The reptile flung
it from my grasp.

And in the third place,
I did not scream and run.

I made a calm,
orderly retreat.

Knowing your
unquestioned bravery

in the past,
I can believe that.

All right,
I'll get the laser.

All you've gotta do
is hold on to the rope.

Yes, yes,
I can do that.

Never fear, Smith is here.
You're in good hands.

All right, now,
pay it out slowly.

Yes, I can do that.

Careful.

All right, slow.

All right,
a little more slack.

More slack coming up.

It's a cave-in!

Pull up on the rope!
I'm coming up!

Poor Professor Robinson.

Smith!

Smith!

Dr. Smith, can you hear me?

This is the second
time this week

I've had to recharge
your power pack.

You sure are using
a lot of energy.

It is Dr. Smith's fault. He
is constantly talking to me.

Well, you don't
have to reply.

Judy's right.

All you have to
do is tune him out

by shutting off
your audio unit.

Help! Help! Oh!

Major, a dreadful
calamity has befallen us.

One moment, everything was safe and sound.
And the next...

Take it easy. The whole
cave started to shake!

I barely escaped with my life.
But it's not my fault.

There's nothing I could've clone
to help Professor Robinson.

Something's
happened to Dad?

Yes. Yes!

Smith, take ahold
of yourself!

Now, what's this all about?

Oh, dear! Oh, dear!

You'd better answer me.

We have lost
Professor Robinson,

sealed up in a dark catacomb!

I don't believe it!

Oh, William, William,
it's the sad truth.

Father's all right.
I'm sure he is.

I'm gonna go tell
Mother what's happened.

And get some lights. We'll
start digging right away.

I also will assist.

Smith, you get some
picks and shovels.

Will and I will get the rest
of the equipment we need.

Major, my recent
experience has

exhausted me.
My delicate back...

You heard what
I said. Move!

Aah! Out of my way,
you ninny!

You are strong,

but even the strength of a hundred
men could not move that rock.

Who said that?

Your strength
will serve me well.

Who's here? Where are you?

I am pleased.

You have courage.

Where are you?

Approach, John Robinson.

I have been waiting
for you a tong time.

Who are you?

Once I was a great warrior
and leader of my race.

But that was
many centuries ago.

What is it you want with me?

My body has long
ago been used up.

I want yours
as a replacement.

You have all the qualities
which I need.

There is no escape.

Sleep, John Robinson. Sleep.

And while you sleep,
I will take over your body.

Oh, enough. Enough. I've reached
the end of my endurance.

I'll take over
your shovel...

No, you won't, Penny.

If the rest of us can keep
going, so can you, Smith.

You're a cold,
cruel man, Major.

Penny, do you
want some of this?

No, thanks, Mom.

Judy? Here,
have some water.

Dear lady, dear lady,

nothing would give me greater
joy than to free your husband.

But we've been
working for hours.

The spirit is willing,
but my flesh has grown weak.

Well, perhaps
you're right, Dr. Smith.

We could probably all do
with a few minutes' rest.

I'm not tired, Mother.

We could save a lot
of time if we could

blast our way through
into that cave.

Excellent idea, Major. It would
save hours of backbreaking labor.

I advise against
such a course.

An explosive might cause further
damage in the interior of the cave.

I suppose he's right.

Be still,
you nondescript ninny!

According to my computations,

the Chariot light batteries only
have a few more minutes of power.

I suggest that everyone
return to the spaceship

and resume work
in the morning.

Well, we can't do that.

What about Dad?

My sensors tell me that there is
plenty of oxygen in the cave.

Professor Robinson is in no
danger from that source.

Splendid. A good
night's sleep for us all,

and we can attack this
barrier with renewed energy.

For once, I agree
with Smith, Maureen.

You can go back to the spaceship.
I can't leave here.

I wanna stay, too.
I can work in the dark.

We'll get your father out safe
and sound, Will. Don't worry.

There's nothing
more we can do now.

Oh, please, Mom,
let me stay, too.

I can work just as
long as Will can.

No, Don's right.
We can't work in the dark.

And I'm not gonna let you two
children stay up all night.

But, Mom...

Mother, are you sure
he'll be all right?

Yes, Judy.

Come on, Judy.

Mom's right, Will.

All right. But I'm coming back
first thing in the morning.

Awake, John Robinson!

It is time you return
to your family.

The cave entrance is blocked.
I can't get out.

I have removed
the obstructions.

Go. But remember,
I am now a part of you.

No. I won't let you.

There is nothing you can do.

And every time you sleep, I will
gain further control of your mind.

You are not to remember anything
that has happened here.

Now, go!

And take good care
of our body.

My head feels as if
a mule kicked it.

A stone must've hit me.

I must've been
unconscious for hours.

I wonder what
happened to Smith.

What are you two doing up?

The same thing
you are, worrying.

When will it
be daylight?

Three hours
at the earliest.

I wish I could say something
optimistic, Maureen.

Please don't. I don't
think I could stand it.

I know what you mean.

Don, I think we should
go back there now.

Dad!

Oh!

Oh, John!

Thank you.

Oh, dear.
I'm weak with hunger.

My stomach is
a disaster area.

Salad. Nothing but dreary,
green salad.

I'm literally famished.

Carrots for breakfast. Suitable
for Bugs Bunny, perhaps,

but hardly adequate fare
for a gourmet like me.

The others are eating breakfast.
Why do you not join them?

Because,
my inquisitive friend,

I do not wish
Professor Robinson

to question me about yesterday's
unfortunate accident.

There are some things
worse than hunger, I suppose.

Now, what was I saying?

You were referring to "yesterday's
unfortunate accident."

Ah, yes. Despite the fact that
lam completely without blame,

Professor Robinson
might just possibly

bear some small
resentment toward me.

I had to turn
the rope loose, you know.

Otherwise, I would've been
trapped in the cave myself.

In other words,
you chickened out on him.

How dare you!

I'd like to report...

That is not true.

He who chickens
and runs away

will chicken out
another day.

Silence, you malicious moron! Just
one more word out of you and I'll...

Dr. Smith,
Dad wants you.

Well, tell him I'm busy
working in the garden.

I shall talk to him later.

He said now.

A moment of truth
has arrived.

Be still, you
bubble-headed booby!

Very well. Lead on.

Before we go any further,
Professor,

I should like to state
that I did everything

in my power to
help you yesterday.

Well, of course you did.

Then you're not angry at me?

Certainly not!
Have some breakfast.

Why, thank you.

As a matter of fact,
lam a bit hungry today.

I'll just have...

Don't touch that food.

But you just said that...

You're not gonna eat any
food from this table today.

And if you don't join us
tomorrow on time for breakfast,

you're not going to eat for
another 24 hours, Dr. Smith.

Is that understood?

John, aren't you being
a little unreasonable?

This is no concern
of yours, Maureen.

Take it easy, John. Are you
sure you're feeling all right?

I feel perfectly fine.

Just because I expect
a little discipline,

a little routine
from that man,

does not mean
that I am sick!

John, please.

John.

I'm sorry.

Please, forgive me,
all of you.

It's this headache. I just
can't seem to get rid of it.

Look, dear, I... Don't you
think you'd better rest?

I think you need
some sleep.

Yes, I think I'd
better go lie down.

I hope you don't take what
I said seriously, Dr. Smith.

Oh, not at all, sir. We all have
occasional outbursts of ill temper.

Dad'll be all right,
won't he, Don?

Sure, Penny. He'll be as fit
as a fiddle in the morning.

Unfortunately, Major,
I cannot agree with you.

Professor Robinson
is an extremely sick man.

What do you think is wrong
with him, Dr. Smith?

The symptoms are
unmistakable, Will.

His responsibilities have
become too much for him.

I've been expecting this
for quite a while now.

Expecting what,
Dr. Smith?

I regret to say that
Professor Robinson

is undergoing a complete
mental breakdown.

If anyone's flipping his lid
around here, Smith, it's you.

John Robinson happens to be
the sanest man I've ever met.

Indeed, Major. I will not
argue the point with you.

Just remember, there is a limit
to what the mind can stand.

For once I agree with you. There is
a limit, and I've just reached it.

Who is it?

Can I talk to you, Dad?

Sure. Come in, son.

I made a prize idiot
out of myself, didn't I?

No, you didn't, sir.
Everyone understood.

You're a good boy, Will.

In many ways.

You're a better son
than I am a father.

I think it's
the other way around.

Instead of being
lost out here in space,

you should be leading
the life of a normal boy.

Playing with
youngsters your own age,

going to ball games,

doing all the things
a boy needs to do

before growing up.

I like what I'm doing better.

You're saying
that only because

you don't know
what you've missed.

I should've insisted that
you remain on Earth.

And the girls, too.

There's so much that
they haven't experienced.

So much.

Dad?

No.

No!

Why do you
fight me, John Robinson?

I am already deep
in your mind.

I cannot be dislodged.

Go away. Leave me alone.

Why do you fight me,
Professor Robinson?

You expend your
strength foolishly.

I'll never give in to you.
Do you hear? Never!

Cease talking! Listen.

I am going to
leave this planet.

Or should I say,
we are going to leave?

To accomplish our purpose,
we will need a spaceship.

The Jupiter 2 has
no power thrust.

It lacks fuel,
needs repairs.

Small matters
which can be easily

taken care of with
my help, of course.

I will instruct you as to what
must be done. Do you understand?

Yes.

I understand.

Good.

Now, sleep.

When you wake,
there will be much to do.

Hello, Will.
Hi.

If you have a problem, PH be
glad to help solve it for you.

There's nothing
you can do.

You are concerned about your father.
Is that not so?

Yeah.

Professor Robinson is strong.

His recuperative
powers are excellent.

There is no need to worry.

I know.

It's just that Dad's always so healthy.
And seeing him in bed...

The rest will do him good.

I don't agree.

Professor Robinson's problem
is not physical. It's mental.

Loafing in bed
won't help him.

But it can't hurt him.

Spare me your useless medical advice, Dr.
Dunderhead.

Well, Dad was all right before
the cave-in, Dr. Smith.

Ah, but was he? That is
the important question.

Who knows what
deep-seated problems

lay waiting in
his subconscious?

Like tigers ready to spring at
the first sign of weakness.

Golly. Do you
really think so?

He displays all the symptoms of a
classic case of a disturbed individual.

Baloney!

Silence, or I'll divide
your computers

and turn you into
a split personality!

Go on, Dr. Smith.

Your father's problem
must be rooted out

and exposed to
the fresh air of reason.

Then a cure will be effected.

I sure wish there was
something we could do.

There is.

With my extensive practice
in the field of psychiatry,

I could easily restore your
father to perfect mental health.

Well, I don't know, Dr. Smith.

If you're not
really qualified...

Now what do you suppose the title
"Doctor" before my name implies?

Of course I'm qualified!

However, if you prefer to
have your father suffer...

No, I'm sorry if I
insulted you, Dr. Smith.

If you can help Dad,
I'm all for it.

Very well.

I shall undertake to start
working on my patient

at the earliest
opportunity.

May I speak?

You have my permission.

In my opinion, it is
not Professor Robinson

who needs
psychiatric treatment.

It is his doctor.

Just you wait,
you deplorable dummy.

Oh, Dad's awake.

Good.

How's the headache?

Gone and forgotten.
I feel fine now.

Oh, thank goodness.
You really had me worried.

I said I feel fine. Now,
let's drop the subject.

Why...

Certainly, dear.

I hope you're real hungry. We're
going to have a wonderful dinner.

I have...

We can discuss
food later.

Right now, I have something much
more important to talk about.

We're getting the Jupiter 2
back into space.

I've devised a machine
to make fuel.

We can synthesize
all the Deutronium we need.

Fantastic.

But it will work.

I didn't say it wouldn't,

but where did you
get this information?

It's years ahead
of anything we know.

What difference does it make?

Just so we can get
off this planet.

I couldn't be happier.

I'm just curious as to
why you never told me

about this method of
manufacturing fuel before.

Since when is it necessary

that I discuss everything
with you, Major West?

You seem to forget
who's in command here.

It is I who give the orders!
Your job is to obey them.

Sure, John.

You're running the show.

Whatever you say,
that's fine with me.

And from now on, things are gonna
be different around this camp.

I've worked out
a flight schedule.

It calls for our leaving
this planet within one week.

In order to attain that goal, we're
going to have to work day and night.

Well, why the sudden rush?

Another day or two
won't make any difference.

Because I want it
that way, Maureen.

Any objections, Maureen?

No, John.

Has anyone else
any comment?

When do we start
manufacturing the fuel?

Right after dinner.

Have someone
bring me my dinner.

I'll be eating
in the lab tonight.

Oh, dear! I didn't
Know it was so late.

Do you know
it's after 2:00?

Indeed I do. Every muscle
in my body knows it.

Your husband, madam,
has turned into a tyrant.

Well, at least he
let Will and Penny

go to bed at
their normal time.

Yeah, but he wasn't
too happy about it.

He sure is in a rush to get
that fuel machine built.

It cannot be done
in one night.

Unfortunately, he doesn't
seem to realize that.

Have any of you
noticed John's eyes?

They seem to look
right through you.

Indeed, I have noticed. I do
believe there is cause for alarm.

One thing that bothers me
is you never know what to expect.

One moment he seems
perfectly all right,

and the next, pow, he's like
someone you've never met before.

Even I can't talk to him.

He just walks away.

I know. I grabbed
him by the arm,

and he got so angry
he almost hit me.

We're obviously dealing with
a very disturbed man, Major.

He cannot be reached by the
usual methods of reasoning.

You know, Dr. Smith, I never thought
I'd hear myself saying this,

but I'm even willing to
take a suggestion from you.

And high time, too. Let
me handle the professor.

Possibly you're unaware
that I am completely familiar

with the latest techniques
in the field of psychiatry.

As a doctor or a patient?

Spare me your
insulting barbs, Major,

or I shall withdraw
my offer of help.

Dr. Smith,
Don was only joking.

I'm sure we'd all
be most grateful

for any help
you could give us.

For the sake of the children, and
you, madam, I shall take the case.

Possibly, Professor
Robinson is still awake.

I might as well start the
treatment immediately.

Good luck, Dr. Smith.

Thank you, Judy.

I shall do the best I can.

Dr. Zachary Smith, the angel of
mercy, rises to the occasion.

May I come in?

Well!

Burning the midnight oil,
I see.

What do you want? I'm busy.

I just thought we'd
have a nice little chat.

You know, quite often,
a quiet talk with a friend

has great therapeutic value.

I have no friends.

But you have,
and I am one of them.

Now, why don't you just
put down your work and relax?

There. Excellent.

Can't you just feel the
tensions and frustrations

of the busy day
melting away?

All I feel is boredom.

Possibly you don't realize it, but
you haven't been yourself lately.

Your attitude has been overbearing,
hostile and quite unpleasant.

Obviously, you're having
a little, shall we say,

mental trouble.

Now, why don't you just tell
the old doctor all about it?

Dr. Smith?

Yes?

You're a fool!

I beg your pardon?

I said, you are a fool!

What...

Who said that?

I did, Dr. Smith.

Who are you?

I will tell you.

My name is Canto.

I'm a great leader and warrior
from the planet Quasti.

Is there anything else
you would like to know, Dr. Smith?

No.

No, I'm perfectly satisfied.

Stay where you are.

No one said you could leave.

You are not to
mention what you have learned

in this room to anyone.

Do you understand?

Oh, yes.

Yes, sir.

It would be wise
to remember what I have said.

If you do not...

...I will be forced
to destroy you.

No!

Oh, dear.
What am I gonna do?

If I tell the others what's
happening, the alien will destroy me.

And if I don't...

Did you address me,
Dr. Smith?

No. No, I was
talking to myself.

A most disturbing habit.

It tells me you
have a problem.

Would you like to
discuss it with me?

A fat lot of good
you could do.

You are mistaken. I already
know a great deal.

I, too, know what is wrong
with Professor Robinson.

Quiet! I don't wanna hear
another word out of you.

Let him talk,
Dr. Smith.

If he knows what's wrong with
Dad, maybe we can find a cure.

There's nothing to cure.

Your father's condition
was only temporary.

He's well on the way
to recovery.

That is not true. The
professor has grown worse.

One more word out of you and
I'll remove your power pack!

Let him talk, Dr. Smith.

I wanna hear
what he has to say.

Well, I do not! I
refuse to get involved!

We're almost finished.

Tomorrow we should be able
to start manufacturing fuel.

Oh, Don. You know,
I always thought

that I would be overjoyed at the
thought of leaving this planet.

But I'd be willing
to stay forever

if it would help
John return to normal.

Dr. Smith said
Dad is getting better.

But I haven't noticed
any improvement.

Neither have I.

If anything, he's worse.

Mom?

The Robot has something
to tell us.

What is it?

I have computed Professor
Robinson's condition,

and have arrived at
certain conclusions.

He is not mentally
or physically ill.

He isn't? Well, then
what's wrong with him?

He is possessed.

Possessed by an alien spirit.

But how? Why?

My source of information
is limited.

You're holding back something.
I order you to tell us.

Very well, but it
will distress you.

We want to hear it.

The alien spirit
has not yet gained

full control of
Professor Robinson.

But time grows short.

Unless some remedy is found,

he will be completely
taken over and lost forever.

I am sorry.

Oh, Don.

What are we
going to do?

I wish I knew.

The mechanical man
has told them what is happening.

That could be
very unfortunate.

There's nothing they
can do to stop us now.

Perhaps Still, they
could be a hindrance.

Then we must remove them.

We are beginning to think
more and more alike.

Dad, where are you?

Oh, Dad. Golly,
did you give me a scare.

What are you doing here?
Spying on me?

Answer me! You're spying!

No, sir. I mean, yes, sir.

I mean, I didn't mean any harm.
Really, I didn't, sir.

Does anyone else
know about this?

If you're lying...

No, sir. It's the truth.
Really, Dad.

All right, I believe you.

Now, go back
where you belong.

And if you say anything
about this to anyone,

then I'll punish you.

Do you understand?
Now, go!

Yes, sir.

I have brought you back to this
tomb for a reason, John Robinson.

It is time for me to
take over completely.

Yes, I know.

I'm willing.

Fine. We're right
on schedule.

Have either of you
seen John?

Come to think of it,
I haven't.

Isn't he in the lab?

No.

He's not anywhere in the spaceship.
I've looked everywhere.

Dad just wouldn't
have wandered off.

I think I know
where we can find him.

The place where all
this started, that cave.

I'll go in first and look around.
Give me the flashlight.

I'm going in with you.
So am I.

I don't think
it's a good idea.

There's no telling
what we might find in there.

We're going with you.
All right.

What is it you want here?

Dad! Where did you
get those clothes?

Judy. Oh, John,
I'm so glad we found you.

You are both mistaken.
lam not John Robinson.

Sure you are, fella.

Come on. We're going
back to the Jupiter 2.

Stay where you are.

Now, is that any way
to treat an old friend?

I warn you. Do not take
another step closer.

Come on, buddy.
You don't need that.

Stay back!

Something terrible has
happened to him, Maureen.

We have to get that
weapon away from him.

Be very careful.

John?

You remember
Major West.

You've known each
other for years.

Major West.

Dad, please.
You've got to remember.

And you remember Penny
and Will and Dr. Smith.

Oh, try.
Try to remember.

Maureen.

Maureen.

Oh, yes, John. Yes.

Judy.

Judy.

Dad!

Don, no!

There is no
John Robinson.

Only his body.

My name is Canto!

John, please.

Stay back!

John, please, let me take
you back to the spaceship.

Get away from me.

Oh.

What are you going to do?

You present a danger to me.

I must see to it that
you're out of the way.

Open that door and
let us out of here.

I don't take orders.
I give them!

You shall remain here while I
complete plans on your spaceship.

You can't leave
us trapped in here.

Mrs. Robinson, do not worry
about your children.

When I leave this planet,
they'll go with me.

No. You can't!

Everyone will be needed
to run the spaceship.

Maureen, there's no use
in trying to reason with him.

Let's go.

Foolish, Earth man!

I have destroyed armies,

and you dare to pit your
puny strength against me?

Oh!

No, don't!

You may consider
yourself fortunate.

I'm usually not so lenient
with my enemies.

I spent many centuries
in this cave.

Perhaps you will enjoy it.

It's getting late.

I just know something bad
has happened to them, Will.

Do you think we should
start looking for them?

Don't know.

Suppose they came back
while we were gone?

Here we are, children.

I prepared a nice little
bedtime snack for you.

None for me,
Dr. Smith.

Me either.

Now, look here,
my dear young friends.

You ate hardly
anything at dinner.

They are worried. They are
not concerned with food.

I don't recall having
asked for your advice.

I'm just as worried
as you are.

But starving yourselves
won't help matters.

We're just not hungry,
Dr. Smith.

Very well. Then you'd
better get ready for bed.

Couldn't we stay up just a
little longer, Dr. Smith?

In the hope that
the others will return.

You may not stay up.

When your parents are away,
lam responsible for you,

and I will simply not tolerate two
sleepy, worn-out children on my hands.

Off you go.
All right.

But will you promise to wake
us up when they get back?

Of course I will.
Off with you.

Good night, Dr. Smith.
Good night.

Good night, Penny.
Good night, Will.

Remember, brush your teeth.

Thank you, little mother.

I'll be down
in a few moments.

Oh, dear, oh, dear,
oh,dean

Poor, dear children.

Alone on this
cold, cruel planet.

We'll have to be
extremely kind to them

until the pain
of their loss lessens.

Pain? Loss?

Surely you don't
believe that

Mrs. Robinson or any of the
others will ever return?

I cannot answer that question.

As for the professor,
we can forget about him, too.

I cannot forget. They are
all in my memory banks.

But they'll be all right. I'll
take very good care of them.

Dr. Smith, the father.

Yes.

Dr. Smith, the mother.

Yes.

It does not compute.
It does not compute!

It does not...

Oh, shut up!

It does not compute!
It does... Therm!

That should stop
your cackling.

Ah, there you are.

I've prepared a nice, hot breakfast
for you. I know you'll enjoy it.

We'll eat later, if you
don't mind, Dr. Smith.

We wanna start looking for
Morn and Dad and the others.

I do mind.

You're not stepping
one step

out of this camp without
eating your breakfast.

But we're wasting time.

Dr. Smith is right.
You must have nourishment.

Thank you. I'm glad to hear that,
for once, you agree with me.

It is one of the few times.
You are more often wrong.

Spare me your philosophical
comments, you blithering bumpkin!

I also agree with Dr. Smith.

Come no closer,
or I will destroy!

There is no danger.
I'm a friend.

Who are you?

My name is Canto.
I'm here to help you.

In what way, may I ask?

I have information about
the rest of your party.

Where are they?
Can you take us to them?

Sit down and eat, and I'll
tell you what I know.

Your parents,
your sister and Major West

are unfortunately
no longer on this planet.

Oh, no!

Oh, dear.

They've been taken away in a
spaceship to the planet Quasti.

How do you know that?

Because I was a member of
the aliens who took them.

I did not approve of what
my friends were doing.

As a result,
they left me here.

In all honesty,
I must tell you

I'm not here
out of unselfish motives.

My friends betrayed me.

I seek vengeance and you
can help me attain it.

We'll do everything
we can, sir. But how?

You have a spaceship. It is
nearly ready for flight.

We can take it and go
to the planet Quasti.

There, my friends will assist
in freeing your parents.

We can be of mutual
benefit to each other.

I don't believe a word he said.
I think he's lying.

William!

We didn't see
any other aliens

or their spaceship!

And what about Dad?
Why was he acting so strange?

That was the work
of my former friends.

You've got an answer
for everything, haven't you?

Well, the rest can go
with you, but not me.

Will...

The boy's overwrought, sir.
Please forgive him.

The strain of losing his parents.
You do understand.

Of course.

Shall we cooperate
with each other?

By all means, sir.

Then let's begin preparations
for our departure.

Oh, yes.
Yes, at once, sir.

I have been
looking for you.

So now you found me.
So what'?

My sensory units tell me
you are very unhappy.

Is there anything
I can do?

Tell me about the alien.

I have not yet
been able to make

any computations
regarding him.

There is a barrier.

It's not your fault.

Like yourself, I, too, miss
the rest of the family.

Alert!

The others are getting the
spaceship ready for departure.

Why aren't
you helping them?

Answer me!

The others can go with you.
But not me.

No, sir,
I'm staying right here.

If Will does not go,
I, too, will remain.

Well, it seems that I have
a rebellion on my hands.

When Penny
and Dr. Smith learn

what we intend to do,
they will stay here also.

You're being very foolish,
Will Robinson.

If I prove to you that
everything I said was true,

would you
go with me then?

Sure. But you're
lying again. I know it.

You judge me wrongly,
Will Robinson.

If you come with me, I will
show you how wrong you are.

All right, show me.

Shall I accompany you?

Stay here.
You have work to do.

Do as he says.

I shall wait
for you to return.

Come.

Have you ever seen
this place before?

No.

Go ahead. I have
something to show you.

Look!

It reaches down to the
very core of this planet.

I know why you
brought me here.

Do you?

You're going to push
me off, aren't you?

Yes, Will Robinson. I am.

You're going to push
me off, aren't you?

Yes, Will Robinson. I am.

And I know why you're
wearing that mask, too,

so we won't know that you've
taken over my father's body.

You're a very bright
young man.

It's regrettable that
you must be destroyed,

but it must be done.

Would you do something
for me first?

Would you take off
your mask?

I want to see my father's
face one last time.

Very well.

Good-bye, Dad.

I love you.

What did you say?

I love you, Dad.

Why do you hesitate?

Push him off!

No.

I order you to obey!

No, it's not right.

Push him off! I command you!

Don't listen to him, Dad!

We all love you!

You cannot disobey me!
Do as I say!

Nothing's stronger than the
feeling we have for you, Dad.

Listen to me!
Listen to me! Listen!

Listen! Listen!

No! No! No!

No! No!

He's gone, Dad.

He's gone forever.

Yes, Will. He's gone.

What do you think
chased him off, sir?

Love, Will.

In all the worlds
and galaxies of this universe,

there is nothing stronger.

Penny!

They're slightly off.

Do you think it's as bad
up at the drill site?

No, I don't think so. But it
could be heading their way.

I'd better warn them.

Don! Come in, Don!

I don't know what's
causing this disturbance,

but I do know one thing.

It's happening at a depth
that could crack the core

of this planet
and lay it wide open.

Don! Come in, Don!

Right here, John.

Listen, that last batch of Deutronium
fuel tested out just fine.

I think we finally got
all we need.

That's good news.
How about the earthquake?

Give you any trouble?

Earthquake? What earthquake?

Well, we got it here,
but good, and deeper

than anything we
ever had before.

You'd better pack your gear
and get back here right away.

The next one
may hit your area.

We'll start right back.

Judy, get Will and Smith. I'll
start loading the equipment.

In the presence of
appreciative colleagues

and fellow voyagers,
I now unveil...

Will, Dr. Smith,
we're leaving!

Shh.

Dad just called.

He said there
might be an earthquake

right here in this very area.

Am I or am I not
going to receive

the reverence this
ceremony deserves?

You've got it, Dr. Smith.

As I was saying... William.

You, too.

I now unveil
this noble monument,

a temple of immortality,

to the living and
imperishable memory

of Dr. Zachary Smith.

I name thee Spirit of Space!

But, Dr. Smith, it doesn't
even look like you.

It is the abstract artistic
concept of my inner self.

Now can we leave?

My dear boy,
have you no regard

for the sanctity
of this moment?

We've gotta get
out of here.

Didn't you hear
what Judy said?

We might be right
in the middle of a...

No, no! Don't fall!

Hit the dirt!