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(dramatic music)

- [Roxton] It's hard to believe this could

ever amount to much.

- That's why it's called
a diamond in the rough.

It requires an expert
eye to truly appreciate

what's on the inside.

- Oh, really?

Well, I believe I have
some experience in that.

- Do you now?

- Yes, it's a little
rough around the edges,

in need of some polishing here and there,

but the right touch can
reveal a vibrant heart

and a remarkable brilliance.

For the right man to appreciate.

- Shouldn't you be off
hunting or something?

- What do you think I'm doing?

- John.

I really have to work.

- Oh, dammit.

- All right, what were you going to say?

- [Roxton] That you
could use a little more

fun in your life.

- Fun?

That's what you think's
going on between us?

Idle, meaningless amusement.

- I...

- Oh what, is that the best you can do?

- All right, what do you
think is going on between us?

- You don't know?

- Apparently not.

- Oh!

You can be the most irritating,
insulting, insensitive...

(rumbling)

Please tell me that's not a dinosaur

the size of Buckingham Palace.

- It's not natural.

- John, we're going home.

- What's making that noise?

- Sounds like a matching
set of 350 horsepower

Rolls Royce marine engines.

Exactly the same as
used by the Royal Navy.

Dirigibles.

It's a Delta class.

- It's going to fly over the clearing.

And Malone.

- [Narrator] At the dawn
of the last century,

a band of explorers searched for

a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret
desires, a thirst for adventure,

and seeking the ultimate story,

they are befriended by an untamed beauty.

Stranded in a strange and savage land,

each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of the Lost World.

(dramatic music)

- Someone's found us.

Hey!

Over here!

Hey!

- I can still hear it.

Where is it?

- If it lost altitude, we'd never see it

behind those trees.

And its crew would never see us.

- What if it circles
around and comes back?

- We're so close.

Where the hell is Malone?
- Did you see it?

- We saw it.

- It didn't see you?

- Someone's left a trail of breadcrumbs.

(dramatic music)

- Malone!

- Wherever he was going,
he was in a hurry.

- If the dirigible got
close enough to the ground,

he may have made a run for
one of the mooring ropes,

or even the boarding ladder.

- So if he's not here, then...

- Then he must be on board.

- And right now he's telling that crew

they have to turn around
and come back for us.

- Hello?

Anybody on board?

(ominous music)

Ned Malone.

The Challenger expedition.

Are you the pilot?

- Not any more.

- How long can it take to
turn that thing around?

- Patience, Marguerite.

- We've already been waiting an hour.

- It's only been 20 minutes.

- What's that, confetti
for your victory parade

through London?

Don't count on it, George.

- Given the speed and
direction of the wind,

I estimate it'll take
that ship about 30 minutes

to turn around and come back here.

- Shhh!

What's that?

- Engines.

(roaring)

- T-rex.

- Malone!

(shouting)

He won't last a minute in there.

- You underestimate a mother's
love for her children.

- What if it isn't a female?

- Then Marguerite will be
able to reason with him.

- This is just like playing football.

- In civilized countries,
it's called playing rugby.

Hey, Mrs. Rex!

Over here!

(roaring)

- Trust Lord Roxton to know
how to antagonize a female.

Ned!

- See what you can do with
the rocks on this side.

- This wasn't such a good idea.

- Gee, ya think?

(roaring)

(groaning)

- Who are you?

- I'm alive!

Thanks to you, my angel.

- You're from the dirigible.

- Where's Malone?

He's not with you?

- No one's with me.

I was the only one left.

Am I right in thinking that's a dinosaur?

- When we're safe we'll
tell you all about it.

Move out.

- With whom do I have the honor?

- He's Professor George Challenger.

I'm Marguerite Krux.

- Captain Mark Askwith.

His Majesty's Royal Navy Air Service.

(sighing)

- That should make enough smoke

to be seen from the dirigible.

- But where else could he be?

Malone must've climbed
aboard your airship.

- I'm not saying he didn't,

it's just he must have
done so after I jumped off.

- I wouldn't have thought that acceptable,

for one of His Majesty's
officers to abandon ship.

- Lord Roxton, as I have explained,

the ship had been drifting for weeks,

ascending and descending erratically,

her controls unresponsive.

- Because of damage from
a storm you encountered

somewhere over the Atlantic?

- As I said, I have no explanation for it.

At first, we found
ourselves in a heavy cloud.

Then a strange type of thunder,

like I've never heard before.

Lightning strikes, a terrible turbulence.

Wind tore through the
cabin like a hurricane,

dragging out my crew one after another.

Forgive me, I, I still hear their screams.

- Sounds like the storm
our balloon went through

when we first came to the plateau.

It was no fun at all, as I remember.

- This is getting us nowhere.

This fire isn't going to do us any good

unless Malone can fly
that thing back here.

- Highly unlikely.

- That's exactly my point.

I don't want to waste any more time

if there's the slightest
chance Malone might have

crashed somewhere downwind.

- I doubt the airship has crashed.

If Captain Askwith's assessment
of the damage is correct,

it's much more likely to have just drifted

down to earth as it loses hydrogen.

- Then why didn't the good
captain stay on board?

- The captain told us.

When his ship dipped close to the ground,

he saw his chance and took it,

rather than coming down on the water.

I think that shows initiative.

- This isn't helping Malone.

- You're right.

The wind was taking the
airship to the west.

If it's lost enough hydrogen,

I expect we'll find it
settled into a basin

among the foothills not too far from here.

- I'm ready.

- I feel it's my duty to help.

(groaning)

- What is it?

- I banged my head as I
jumped off the ladder.

I'm still dizzy, I'm afraid.

- You go on ahead, I'll take the captain

back to the treehouse.

- Fine, we'll see you there.

- I'm going with you.

- Completely unnecessary.

- What do you plan if that T-Rex

comes back for a second round?

- I'll reason with her.

- We could be home
before the summer's over.

- You really think that
airship can get you

all the way back to London?

- If it's still in one piece,

and it can get us off the plateau,

maybe out to the coast.

I wonder if London's changed?

- You sure have.

- Oh, really?

- (laughing) I don't think you smiled

for the first three months you were here.

Unless you were looking at a dinosaur.

- Well, they were difficult times.

The people who trusted me with their lives

were facing certain death.

But don't you worry about
Malone, he'll be fine.

And you've changed yourself
over these past two years,

you know.

- I have?

- If we had found a way off
the plateau two years ago,

would you have come with us?

- No.

- Now, if you could come back to London,

and help me organize a
better-equipped expedition

back to the plateau, what
would your answer be?

- Looks like you were right.

- Ah, yes, of course.

That's odd.

There doesn't seem to be much damage,

from a storm or otherwise.

- I just want to know Malone
made it through the landing,

I'm worried.

(squawking)

- There must be a pterodactyl
colony nesting nearby.

(squawking)

- Run!

Malone?

- I hope we're not disturbing you.

He's not here.

- Where else could he be?

What happened to him?

- We looked everywhere.

There were no tracks leading
away from the landing site.

And there was no sign of Malone

ever having been in the cabin.

- Well, what about the pterodactyls?

- If they had attacked Malone
anywhere near the airship,

there would have been
some sign of a struggle.

- Veronica, I'm sorry, but what if he was

lifted straight into the air?

- Malone would've fought.

I would've found blood.

I would've found something.

- I hope I'm not out of line,

but what if your friend tried
to board my ship and failed?

- You mean fell off?

Well, he could be somewhere
between the clearing

and the foothills.

- Depending on the altitude
of the airship at the time,

he could still be alive.

- I'll find him.

- Veronica, you can't search that far

from the treehouse at night.

- He's out there all alone.

What if he's got a broken leg or

a fractured ankle or something?

- Now, Veronica, at first
light, we'll all go.

Now, you'd want the same
if it were you out there.

- Just a suggestion, mind you,

but the search for your
friend may go faster

if it were conducted from the air.

- For Malone's sake, we
can't afford to waste time.

But we could split up.

Now, two of us could start
searching immediately,

and the rest of you could
help Captain Askwith

lighten his ship so
that it becomes airborne

and then assist in the search.

- Then it's settled.

And once we find Malone, the
good captain will fly us home.

And we will all live happily ever after.

- Nothing would please me more.

(dramatic music)

You've done a splendid
job of tethering the ship.

- Oh, the the landing winches
were fully operational.

In fact, I was surprised
at what little storm damage

there appeared to be.

- We threw out all the damaged equipment

to minimize weight and increase lift.

- That must have been horrible.

(squawking)

- Birds of a feather, huh?

Well, in this case,
zheijangopteri of a feather.

Well, not that they have feathers,
they don't have feathers.

- After you.

- Oh, there's a certain homey charm.

No zeppelin, though.

- You've flown on one?

As passenger or crew?

- Uh, more of a stowaway, actually.

Long story.

- It looks like half the
instrumentation's missing.

No wonder the ship's uncontrollable.

- We only kept what was necessary to fly.

- Well, if it's already been stripped

of all its excess weight, how do we get it

off the ground again?

- No, this ship has four engines.

Now, the two engines in
the stern are capable

of propelling it forward,
so what I propose

is that we take the outboard
motors off the gondola.

- Will that be enough
to offset our weight?

- Two 350-horsepower engines.

At a power weight ratio of
0.3 horsepower per pound,

that's two and a third ton,
plus the extra fuel and oil.

So, well, let's say, three
ton we've lost all up.

Yeah, I think that should be
sufficient to get her airborne.

- Spot on, professor.

- Let's get started.

- Veronica and I will start
a ground search for Malone.

You and Marguerite, you
start on the captain's ship.

- My dear new friends, under
the current circumstances,

I daresay that the ship
now belongs to all of us.

(ominous music)

I must say, the concern
you and your friends have

for Mr. Malone is most impressive.

- Well, after being trapped
on this plateau for two years,

we're more like family than friends.

Don't tell anyone I said that.

- If you forgive me for saying so,

this plateau of yours seems like paradise.

Better than the misery
of solitary confinement.

- You were in prison?

During the war?

- I shouldn't have said
anything, I'm sorry.

- Why?

I don't understand.

- I'm a naval officer, Miss Krux.

There are some secrets from the war

which duty prevents me
ever from revealing.

- I understand government secrets.

And prison.

No more questions.

- You know, Miss Krux, I don't believe

I've ever met a woman quite like you.

- Oh, well, I hope that's a compliment.

- The first of many.

If you'll allow.

- [Roxton] Need a hand with that?

- Oh, Roxton.

- Oh, Marguerite.

- Some help would be perfect, old boy.

- Perfect?

Just like your airship?

- I'm sorry, I don't understand.

- Nor do I.

It turns out there's nothing
wrong with this ship,

apart from the damage you caused

when you tossed out the equipment.

- I never said otherwise.

- There's a lot you haven't said.

- I'm offering you a way off this plateau.

Calling me a liar is no
way to show your thanks.

- Let it go, Roxton, it was an accident.

- Marguerite, why don't you take a walk

and leave this discussion
to the captain and I?

- Don't tell me what to do.

- I think the lady's made it quite clear

that she'd prefer for you to take a walk.

- What's clear is none
of this is your business.

- Miss Krux is my business.

- Boys, please.

- Good.

Now I believe we have a flight to catch.

- Happy now?

- Immeasurably.

- Now, this is an unusual sight.

It's bully beef.

- Hmm.

Hardtack?

- Best eaten with a chisel
and a hammer, as I recall.

These are Royal Navy survival rations.

- Askwith's supplies for abandoning ship.

- And judging from these dents,

they fell from quite a height.

- Hmmm.

Emergency supplies.

And no Malone.

- Hand us that crowbar, would you?

There's a good man.

(dramatic music)

Watch where you're going, old boy!

- I'll whoop his ass!

- Roxton, no.

- I know what you're up to,

and you're not gonna goad me into a fight.

- If you knew how many
times I've heard that

from self-serving cowards during the war.

- You've been warned, captain.

- What did you do during
the Great War, Lord Roxton?

How many young men died in your place

because you refused to do
your duty to King and country?

That's right, run away.

Miss Krux, if any danger should befall us,

you'll be perfectly safe in my protection.

- That's not necessary.

- You stay away from her.

- I should much rather
stay very close indeed.

- This isn't the time, captain.

- You keep your hands off her!

- Or you'll what?

- Captain!

John!

I am not some prize to be fought over!

- Well, I think you are.

- Stop it!

- Wasn't it.

You're free to apologize any time.

- Never!

(gunshots)

- Need I remind you
that Malone is out there

in that jungle somewhere
counting on all of us?

And this airship does not leave the ground

without a pilot.

- Miss Krux is right.

I apologize.

I should never have lost
sight of the larger mission.

- You know, Marguerite, I...

- I have seen and heard enough.

- Askwith has tossed out
enough food and water

to keep him going for at
least several more days.

- Yeah, but how did he do
it without seeing Malone?

By the time that airship
reached this point,

Malone was on it.

- So Askwith must have seen Malone.

- I knew he was lying about that.

Hmm, what's this?

- It looks like a Royal
Navy survival manual.

See if there's a chapter about raptors.

- A logbook.

Airship missions over the North Sea.

Hunting submarines?

- That must be during the
war, that's years ago.

- Strange.

Listen to this.

"My crew did not deserve
the fate I forced upon them.

"My only consolation is that the bullets

"went swifter than the alternative."

This last entry appears
to be in a different hand

than all the others.

- Askwith must have written this.

He's killed his crew, and
thrown their bodies overboard

in order to save himself.

- What if he killed Malone, too?

- We've got to get back
and warn the others.

- From his rather wild reaction,

I presume that you and Lord Roxton...

- In his dreams, not mine.

- You mean not today.

- Captain Askwith, I
do not need another man

telling me what I am thinking.

- Miss Krux, nothing can
be further from my mind.

- [Challenger] There they are.

- Chaperones, how quaint.

- Did you find your friend?

- No, but we did find your logbook.

- Logbook?

- "My crew did not deserve
the fate I forced upon them.

"My only consolation is that the bullets

"went swifter than the alternative."

You shot your crew and then
threw them off the ship,

just to stop it from crashing?

- This is preposterous.

Besides, who'd be insane
enough to fire a gun

in an aircraft full of hydrogen gas?

That's not my writing, I've
never seen that before.

- It fell from your ship.

- That doesn't mean
Captain Askwith wrote it.

- Who else could have written it?

- If you'll excuse me, I'll
be back at the airship.

- Your pistol.

- Roxton, the place is
swarming with pterodactyls.

- You can either give it
to me, or I'll take it.

- Feel safer now?

- Immeasurably.

- I'm not letting him go back unprotected.

- We can't ignore the possibility

that it is Askwith's manual.

Unfortunately, we need a pilot.

So we'd best be on our guard.

- We need to fine Malone.

- Alive or dead.

- There is one place we haven't searched.

- If he's done anything
to Malone, I'll kill him.

(ominous music)

It's huge.

Where do we start?

- I'll go forward, you go aft.

And be very careful.

According to these pressure gages,

they hydrogen bags are leaking.

The slightest spark, and we could be

the center of a blazing inferno.

- They are not gonna find
Malone's body in there.

- I agree.

Askwith is far too clever
to leave any evidence about.

- Why would he kill Malone

and then help the rest
of us off the plateau?

- Well, he obviously needs
our help to fly the airship.

Once we're off the plateau,
who knows what he plans to do?

- I've searched everywhere.

Nothing.

- Nothing at this end either.

But this is curious.

These maintenance records,

they're dated all through the
war, but nothing since then.

- Just like the logbook.

- Except for that last entry.

(rumbling)

- Both engines are off.

- From what I've seen inside,

the ship only has enough
hydrogen to stay aloft

for three days at most.

- We can all get where we
need to go in three days.

- Looks like the search turned up nothing.

(dramatic music)

- Above you!

(squawking)

- Now, wouldn't want to worry Lord Roxton.

- Thank you.

- For what it's worth,
once the control cables

are reconnected inside, we can
be airborne within the hour.

- He saved our lives, anyone
having second thoughts

about that journal?

- Let's save the luxury of second thoughts

until we get the ship airborne
and searching for Malone.

- I can't let you do that.

It's time for you all to leave.

(ominous music)

If the airship can only
stay up for three days,

every hour we spend over
the plateau is an hour less

you have of reaching the coast.

- Veronica...

- I'll stay here, searching
for Malone on the ground.

He's gotta be here somewhere,

no matter what Askwith did to him.

- We can't abandon Malone.

I won't abandon Malone.

- You're not abandoning anyone.

Once you're in the air, you can signal me

anywhere between here and
the treehouse if you see him.

But after that, you've gotta keep going.

And don't turn your back on Askwith.

- I will be back.

- I know.

- We all will.

- Almost all.

- We've had our differences.

But I feel like I'm losing a sister.

Truly.

- I feel like I'm losing
my family all over again.

- Just remember, this is not goodbye.

- I'll keep the light
burning in the window.

For my parents.

For Malone.

For all of you.

- Thank you.

(sentimental music)

- The engine control
cables are operational.

- [Challenger] Then there's
nothing keeping us here.

- Shouldn't somebody call Veronica?

- She's on her way back
to the treehouse by now.

- Looking for Malone.

Something wrong?

- Apart from the fact that you all

still consider me a murderer, no.

I'm only sorry I didn't get
a chance to say goodbye.

- You're the one who's captain.

- Once the mooring lines are
set to release, we're off.

I suggest you secure your belongings.

You wouldn't want to lose
anything to turbulence.

I've got some final checks to do.

- Once we get back, the champagne's on me.

- Not much of a celebration, considering.

- Malone!

- [Askwith] If you want to see him,

you're going the wrong way.

(ominous music)

- You do know where he is.

- You'll have to go back to the airship.

Your friends are waiting
to fly away with you.

- My friends know that I'm
not leaving the plateau,

so you'd better start explaining yourself.

- It's nothing to do with me.

It's the airship.

I've just been along for the ride.

Until now.

- You're not making any sense.

- Have you forgotten what
I wrote in my log book?

- You did kill you crew.

- For all the good it did me.

We'd thrown out all the cargo
and equipment that we could.

The ship was still going down.

So I shot my own crew,
pushed their bodies out.

And it still wasn't enough.

- You survived?

- No, Veronica.

The ship crashed.

I died.

Then, as if it were under some curse,

the ship was restored, with me on board.

To relive that crash every night.

The damned ship won't let me
go until it gets a new crew.

Challenger, Roxton, Malone, and you.

- What about Marguerite?

- This plateau that your
friends are so eager to leave?

To me, it's heaven.

So here I shall stay, with
Marguerite as my angel.

It's the perfect solution.

We all get what we want.

- Stay away from me.

- The ship won't let me go
until you and your friends

take my place.

- I say he took off.

- After spending so much
time repairing his ship,

why would he?

- Well, what if he went after Veronica?

- What if I have?

- What are you doing?

- Think of it as a family reunion.

I'd reconsider that.

Give us a smile, professor.

You're finally getting what you want,

you're going to leave the plateau.

Tie her feet, I'm not chasing her again.

(thunder crashing)

There, that should make for
a more pleasant journey.

(dramatic music)

- At least let me take the gag off.

- Just the gag.

- It's worse than we thought.

Challenger, this is a ghost ship.

Like the Flying Dutchman.

- The legend of the sea captain.

- Who killed his wife
and was cursed by God

to sail the seas forever.

- It was wartime.

I did what any of you
would have done to survive.

- Wartime?

- I've been trapped aboard this
ship since my last mission,

hunting for enemy submarines
off the coast of England.

May 26th, 1915.

- How could that be possible?

- Because he's a ghost, too.

- Not for much longer.

- He stabbed himself in
the heart with my knife.

It didn't leave a mark.

- I've proven my story.

I can't die.

- I'd be happy to test that theory.

- Not until I get off this
ship and become mortal again.

The new crew will now take their stations.

This one's reserved for
the new pilot, Ned Malone.

- He's alive?

- When we reach 3600 feet, you'll see.

That's where it first started.

That's where it always
starts, every night.

Watch closely, Challenger.

As a scientist, I'm sure
you'll find this fascinating.

- It's really him!

- Veronica?

- Are you all right?

- Where have you been?

- On this airship.

A terrible storm, crashing into the ocean.

I could feel the water hit me.

I was drowning, I couldn't breathe.

- Then you reappeared here,

so the nightmare could begin again.

And again, every night for an eternity.

There's a different reality
at work here, Professor.

First, the real world where I found you.

Then this nightmare realm,
where time is caught

in an endless loop.

Confusing at first, I know.

But you'll have plenty of
time to solve the mystery.

Miss Krux, if you please.

- You can't escape your fate, Askwith.

- Yes I can.

Because now it's your fate.

Come on now.

You'll have to hold on tight.

One shot and all that hydrogen

will blaze like a new sun.

- Then you'll die with us.

- Yes, but I'll come back to try again.

Once I'm off this ship, my curse is ended,

and yours has just begun.

Now, you can either go off
with me and the parachute,

or you can go off by yourself.

(shouting)

- You can do it, Marguerite!

Come on, come on!

That's it!

Just climb!

- You can't escape!

It's my turn!

- Grab my hand!

You'll be all right!

Grab my hand!

Come on!

I'll never let you go!

Never!

- Malone!

I don't see a parachute!

The parachute hasn't opened!

- Challenger, we have to land this thing!

- Controls unresponsive!

We're heading for the cliff!

- I need more than this, Challenger!

There's got to be something
else we can throw off!

- We're all that's left, Roxton!

And I refuse to allow the
murderous history of this ship

to repeat itself!

We came to this plateau together,

and we're gonna stay together!

- We're coming in too low!

We're going to hit the cliff!

- It's been one hell of a ride, George!

- It's not over yet.

It's not over yet!

(shouting)

(dramatic music)