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Last week, as you recall, the incorrigible Dr. Smith had once again

from his assigned chores at the campsite. At this moment, however,

nor the other members of our space family were aware that they were shortly

encounter an incredible mechanical creature from a far distant alien world.

He starts looking all over for you. He wants you to help him with some work at

the drill site.

Work? But, my dear, I am working.

And just what, may I ask, are you doing?

Sit down, my dear, and I'll show you.

Now then, what do you see up there?

Nothing? Precisely.

But when there is something up there, a rescue mission perhaps, I'll be the one

to see it and quickly alert the camp.

Oh, Dr.

Smith, you're incredible.

Absolutely incredible.

Indeed.

Don't you ever want to leave this ghastly planet?

Of course I do.

But it's living in a dream world, Dr. Smith, to ever think of.

A rescue mission from Earth can never find us here.

Perhaps not from Earth.

But at this point, I'd welcome any form of intelligent life that might

conceivably help us.

Hands across outer space, so to speak.

I think I'd better let you get back to your work.

Oh, yes, yes, my dear.

Eternal vigilance, yes.

Approach of alien object.

Approach of alien object.

Do be still. Can't you see I'm trying to relax?

Another word and I'll remove your power pack.

Oh, please, please, I'll do anything you want, only let me go.

You're doing the right thing.

I could be of great assistance to you.

You'll never have cause to regret this.

Believe me, I'm a man of superior intelligence.

You'll see.

Start the spaceship. Quickly. Quickly.

What's the matter? Never mind. Just do as I say. Come along. Do you want us all

to be desensitized?

Help.

Where is everyone? I need help.

All right, Smith. What's the matter?

There's not a moment to spare. Arm yourselves.

Don't just stand there. We're in imminent danger. Smith, take it easy.

easy. At any moment, we may be attacked by a veritable horde of mechanical

monsters. What sort of monsters?

A description defies my imagination.

All right, Doctor. How many monsters?

All I saw was the one that captured me. But my instinct tells me there were

others about, perhaps hundreds, thousands.

You doubt my word?

Well, let me inform you, sir, that I have extra sensory perception in regard

danger. I can tell the... It's here!

I see it!

Oh, it's... just a little thing. It doesn't look so dangerous to me.

Whose opinion are you going to take? That of me, a child, or mine?

Thank heaven we're at least safe from the monster in here.

What do you suppose it is, Dad?

I don't know. We'll take a closer look on the monitor.

Dematerializing.

What? It's dematerialized.

Dad, look.

Possible. Careful, careful. It might suddenly attack.

Look!

It's deactivated.

Probably the result of you touching it.

We'll take it to the lab and examine it. Yes, sir.

Where are you going?

To my quarters for a rest.

I've had all the excitement I need for one day.

I'm sorry, doctor, but we'll need your help in the lab.

You can give us the benefit of some of your overly intelligent observations.

Come on.

All right, change the antenna.

Apparently, the central control unit is run by a selective computer.

Giving it a sort of free choice.

But that still doesn't explain how it moved right through the hatch.

Some kind of matter transfer.

Matter transfer?

Well, there used to be a wild theory that molecular structure could be broken

down and reassembled at another point.

Maybe it's not so wild anymore.

We can be sure of one thing.

Whatever sent that is an extremely intelligent form of life. I strongly

you destroy this diabolical machine at once.

Why? It's not doing us any harm.

As always, you speak with the trusting innocence of youth who knows the evil

purpose of this... Outlandish contraption.

Now, Will's right.

This is nothing more than a harmless data computer.

Geologic samples.

Probably takes atmospheric ones as well.

What do you think, Don?

Some warner or something's making tests to determine whether this planet's

conducive to another form of life.

You mean we might have visitors?

Invaders would be a better word.

Again, I suggest you destroy this thing immediately.

Good thinking, Smith. Once again, our good doctor has the solution to the

problem. Destroy it.

My primary concern has always been for the welfare and survival of all. You're

self -centered, selfish individual whose primary concern is only one thing.

Himself. And you, Major. That's enough out of both of you.

What do you think we should do, Dad?

Nothing for the time being.

Tomorrow morning, Don and I will scout around. Maybe we can find something new.

Mark my words.

If you don't destroy this monstrous thing at once, ruin and disaster will

follow. We will all suffer a horrible fate.

That is my final word on the subject.

Now I'm going to the galley to satisfy the needs of the inner man.

Oh, he's too much.

Too much.

Beside me, we shall share this glorious moment together.

Maureen? I'll be right there.

Well, well.

I like all the cake.

Isn't that a beauty?

Where are the girls? Oh, I sent them to the hydroponic garden to get us some

vegetables for dinner.

Madam, I am fully aware that you assigned that task to me.

I failed to accomplish it, however, because of the arrival of that

monster.

Oh, well, that's all right, Dr. Smith. The girls can do it.

Ah, yes.

Did you learn anything, dear?

No, I'm afraid not much.

Well, it certainly resembles a large bug.

Hardly a plaything. And as a food product, it would prove to be quite

indigestible. Smith, where's the robot?

You took him with you into the garden, didn't you?

It's probably still there.

Dr. Smith was so anxious to warn us about the crab that he didn't have time

bring him back.

Thank you, my boy.

As soon as I have my cake, I'll bring them back.

Ah, yes, the cake.

Mrs. Robinson, would you make my portion a generous one? I feel that I shall

need all my strength for the days to come.

Well, I'll try to remember that, Dr. Smith.

Thank you.

You see?

I told you we were dealing with a cruel adversary.

Cruel, Dr. Smith?

We have no proof of that.

They probably just wanted the cake for a specimen.

What happens when they decide they need a human for a specimen?

We've searched the whole area.

Don't you think we should head back to the ship?

Well, it's obvious we're going to have visitors.

I want to know how and where they're planning to land.

Let's try over there.

Hello there.

I'm William Robinson from the planet Earth.

I'm a friend.

Can't you talk?

Is there anything you want me to do for you?

What are you doing here? I saw this beam of light.

And you thought you'd go over and investigate?

I'm sorry, Dad.

Now, listen, Will.

From now on, before you leap into anything, I want you to stop, think, and

consult me.

Yes, sir. Now, uh, what's this about a beam of light?

It was over there, but it disappeared.

And now there's a kind of man there and some scientific equipment.

Let's take a look.

What are you making of it?

Some sort of matter transfer device.

That would account for the beam of light.

This must be a regenerator that reassembles the molecular structure.

But what happened to the man?

I don't know, Will.

When he wants to contact us, he will.

I hope it's soon.

It'll depend on whether he's a friend or an enemy.

Let's get back to the ship.

It seems we have visitors on this planet.

Really? Did you see any of them, Dad?

No, but Will did.

Apparently they came in with equipment on a major.

Metatransference again.

Oh. I wonder why they haven't come to meet us.

Because their purpose is to destroy us, that's why.

Our visitors are probably as concerned about us as we are about them, Dr.

Dr. Smith programmed the robot to compute the craft.

Well, is that so?

You've been underestimating my capabilities, Dr. Robinson.

Never mind the back -slapping. Activate the robot.

What can you tell us about the people who have just landed on this planet?

It is indicated that they are warm -blooded mammalians.

They are approximately 1 .8 meters in height and weigh approximately

80 kilograms.

How many have arrived so far?

As yet, there is only one.

What about their respiratory system?

It is impossible to supply further data from this subject.

That's all he can tell us.

Well, whoever they are, they've shown no hostility to us.

And remember, we're to treat our visitors with friendliness and kindness.

I particularly want to stress that point to you, Dr. Smith.

I have no fear.

I shall roll out my red carpet and regard them as royalty.

It seems that two more unexpected problems have dropped in on us.

It's positively raining aliens.

If you were endowed with emotions, my mechanical friend, you would no doubt be

filled with curiosity about why we're here.

Well, I'll tell you.

We are going to the campsite of the alien visitors.

The question's obvious. Why?

Because they are people of a superior intellect, and so am I.

You have yet to answer the question.

One reason is that we have so much in common.

They will get along well with me, and I'll with them.

We can be of great help to each other.

One hand washing the other, as you have said.

Exactly.

All right, my metallic crustacean.

Go back where you came from.

And you, my friend, you will await my return.

Here.

How do you do? I'm Zachary Smith.

Uh, Dr. Zachary Smith.

Ah, well.

I suppose handshaking is not the custom everywhere.

I want to speak to you about something which is of the utmost urgency to us

both. If, uh, you'll permit me.

Now tell me, how many people do you expect to land here?

How many will come?

I see thousands.

If only I could make you understand.

Now, please try to follow me carefully.

I want to help you.

I'm quite familiar with this planet. I know all the rocks and caves on it.

You will require some kind of officers in your government?

Men who know the territory and can control the natives?

I would like to offer my services in this capacity.

So sorry, my friend. I don't trust you that much as yet.

If you take another step, I'll shoot.

Just remember, you started this fight.

that beam of light where are the others who came with you

my name is will what's yours don't you understand me

hey wait a minute i was only trying to be

friends

He was just like us, except he dressed differently.

You know something?

It's extremely possible that they came here to accomplish what we originally

out to do.

You mean to find a planet suitable for colonization?

Mm -hmm.

We know they require the same atmospheric conditions we need.

I don't think we have anything to worry about. The boy was real friendly.

Which only proves that you're too young to be a good judge of character.

It so happens that I've just paid a visit to the campsite of the enemy.

What do you mean, the enemy?

Their attitude was hardly what I would consider hospitable.

Decidedly aggressive, as a matter of fact.

Will met one of their boys. He had a little trouble communicating with him.

I had no difficulty whatsoever.

For instance, I've learned that an infinite number of their species are due

arrive. We will be a pitiful handful against thousands dedicated to our

destruction.

I just can't believe it. I could tell we liked each other.

An alien race, Will.

Their emotional responses could be the direct opposite of our own. A laugh

mean deep hatred, while a frown could be the friendliest of expressions.

That dismiss?

I don't want you to go near that campsite again.

I don't know what that would have... Now, they obviously know where we are.

And when they want to contact us, they will.

In the meantime, there's every chance that we can live in peace with them.

Provided we don't spoil it by acting prematurely.

You're making a mistake.

We are dealing with a hostile, aggressive people. We must act

Force is all they understand.

Smith, have you ever in your life had a good thought?

I am a realistic man, Major.

Only a fool closes his eyes to the truth.

But let's examine the situation, shall we?

You think our visitors are friendly?

All right.

Suppose they are.

But how long do you think that will last?

On the one hand, tens of thousands of aliens, and on the other hand...

Eventually we will become the curiosities.

Outlandish creatures to be pointed out and stared at.

Freaks. Animals.

That's what we will appear to be to them.

And then what do you think will happen?

They'll put us into cages.

Hurry, hurry, hurry. See the strange creatures. Watch them eat, drink, sleep.

Only a quarter, folks.

Oh, Dr.

Smith, please do sit down and have some dinner.

Thank you, no, madam.

Although I am a condemned man, I cannot eat a hearty meal.

You wanna play catch?

You want me to throw it away?

You want me to keep it?

I appreciate your offer, but I really can't accept it.

What's wrong?

There's a cave up ahead.

Maybe if you rest a while, you'll feel better.

You know, Will should have been back by now.

Oh, he'll be back any moment now.

You know, Will, he has to stop and examine every rock formation he sees.

Well, I told him to be back in an hour.

Now, it's not like him to disobey me, you know, unless... Unless something

happened, huh?

Oh, I'm just being a mother.

He's probably on his way home right now.

Darling?

Do you want me to go look for him?

No. No, I'm sure he's all right. It wouldn't do any harm to go get him. I'll

call Don. We'll leave now.

All right.

Thank you, dear.

How do you feel?

It's getting dark out. Our parents will be worried about us.

There's nothing we can do but wait.

It's getting late we better find will before it gets dark

What time is it?

Nineteen hundred and thirty -two hours.

I mean the real time, not that ridiculous space jargon.

It is thirty -two minutes past seven.

Well, past seven.

And our little will still hasn't returned, eh?

One might almost suspect foul play.

Existing evidence does not bear out that supposition.

Evidence? What do I care about evidence?

I need every tool at my disposal.

Those aliens will have us in cages if we don't destroy them first.

Existing evidence does not... No, shut up.

If the Robinsons were to believe that their son was in the hands of the alien,

they might finally take the necessary action.

Where emotion is involved, evidence is not required.

Only the right word in the right ear at the right time.

Don't look at me like that.

I do not look. I only stand.

You're probably thinking, what kind of man would use a parent's love for his

preservation?

And you're exactly right.

My kind of man.

Dad will be back any minute. And we're with him. I know it.

Well, well.

What a delightful picture.

Two of the loveliest ladies on this planet, or any other planet for that

I seem to detect an aura of anxiety.

What seems to be the problem?

Will hasn't come back yet.

I presume the male members of this household have gone off in search of

I'm sure they'll find him.

I add my fervent hopes to your own, dear lady.

You know, Mrs. Robinson, you're an admirable woman. A unique spirit, a

spirit from days of old.

Now, why do you say that?

Why? Because it's true.

Who knows what terrible misfortune has befallen your young son.

Why, at this very moment, he may be in the clutches of some sinister being

suffering indescribable torture.

Stop it! But do you weep? Do you bewail the fate of your only male offspring?

Oh, no. Like the true Spartan woman, you face adversity undaunted, unflinching.

There's no reason to believe that he's at the alien camp.

Besides, they wouldn't harm him anyway. He's only a little boy.

Who knows?

After all, they are beings from an unknown world.

They might do nothing.

But on the other hand... Oh, I dare not face the prospect.

Our only course of action is armed confrontation with the enemy.

I'd like to offer a suggestion.

You're wasting your time, Major.

If you had asked me, I could have told you where Will is.

Is that so?

Now, where would that be?

You know perfectly well.

He's at the alien campsite.

Just for once, Smith, keep your opinions to yourself.

Well, well, temper. Ever since those aliens landed, you've been telling us

great danger we're in. Well, maybe we are, but until something happens, shut

Raising your voice does nothing to alter the facts.

If Will is not at the alien camp, where is he?

Shove off on it.

Your dinner's getting cold.

I'm not particularly hungry.

Neither am I.

I'll help you clean up, Mom.

Oh, that's all right, dear. You don't need to.

It's all right. I don't mind.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Yeah, with no one I have a problem, don't you?

It's an instinct all mothers have.

Come on, now, sit down. Tell me about it.

Well, I was talking to Dr. Smith.

He says we're making a terrible mistake by not going to the aliens' camp and

getting Will.

Is it?

Every minute we wait increases the danger.

Well, I already know what Dr. Smith thinks.

Is that all that's troubling you?

Mom, I think he's right.

Well, maybe he is.

I just don't know.

I talked to Judy about it.

She feels the same way I do.

I guess we better clear the table.

You go ahead and start.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

I'm not asleep.

I know you weren't.

I was just waiting for you to tell me.

I was thinking about Will.

So is everybody else.

Especially you.

John, maybe you should go to the alien camp.

I thought of that, too.

One moment it's yes.

Next, no.

You see, if we were on Earth, I'd know exactly how to handle this situation.

But in this alien world with alien people and alien morality...

It'd be just too easy to make mistakes.

And I wouldn't want to do anything that we'd all be sorry for later.

What are you doing up this late?

Trying to keep my mind off Will.

I know what you mean.

How's Maureen taking it?

About as well as could be expected.

She wants me to go to the alien camp.

You know, as much as I hate to admit it, Smith could be right.

Well, then why haven't they tried outright aggression before this?

Will said the boy he met appeared to be friendly.

He didn't meet the parents.

No.

It seems that youngsters from everywhere can get along. It's the adults who are

always at each other's throats.

What can we do?

Well, I hate to start a fight.

But if I have to, I will.

Look, it'll be dawn in a few hours. When it is, we'll go to the camp.

Better get some sleep.

As soon as we leave, activate the force field and leave it on. All right, I

will. This is ridiculous.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Wait, darling, and get a move on. I protest most tenuously.

Professor Robinson, will you kindly explain why it was necessary to wake me

from a sound sleep at this hour?

Well, we're going to the alien campsite. I heartily approve the action.

But what has that to do with me? You're going with us, Doctor.

Me? Uh -huh.

Did you say me?

I would need you to show us the way.

I could draw you a simple map.

No, no, no, no. Besides, three armed men are better than two.

Armed? Well, you keep telling us how dangerous they are, don't you?

You brought a gun for the good doctor? That's right.

I'm a scientist, not a fighting man.

Well, then you can come along for moral support.

But if there's trouble, I'll only be in the way.

Dr. Smith, you're going with us.

Come along.

I'm going to try and get you home.

It's just beyond those rocks.

There it is.

All right, let's go.

Perhaps I should stay here and offer protective cover.

You're coming with us, Dr. Smith.

All right, I'm going, I'm going.

I'll go on alone and try to communicate with him.

And remember, no shooting unless he starts.

Is he crazy?

He's at their mercy.

I'm looking for a boy.

A boy!

It doesn't seem to be going too well.

If there's any indication of danger, we'll shoot.

Just take it easy.

I said no shooting. I saved your life.

You just lost your nerve.

What do we do now? I don't know.

It's coming from just ahead of us.

I'll be right back.

Where have you been?

I couldn't get back. The alien boy got sick and I had to stay with him. None of

this would have happened if it hadn't been for you.

I couldn't walk off and just leave him alone, sir.

That's all right.

Where's the boy now?

I left him back there.

That doesn't alter the fact that we're in danger of our lives.

The aliens don't want to fight. They want their boy.

They must have thought we had him.

Yes, we thought they had Will.

How do we tell them we were both mistaken?

I'm going to bring their boy back to them.

No, you can't.

They'll think we had them all along.

They'll kill you.

I'll get the boy. And no matter what happens this time, no shooting.

I'm going with you. No, go along.

Now, listen.

Somebody has to be out there with you in case your ideas on Universal

Brotherhood don't work out.

Well, they'd better work out.

You know, Smith's right about one thing.

Before long, there'll be thousands of them down here.

This is our only chance to survive with them.

There were only some way we could talk to them.

What are you doing?

I just want to be sure you don't make things any worse than they already are.

I just wanna help you.

Don't be frightened.

I wanna help you.

What are you waiting for?

John said not to shoot.

Will, get out of here!

gone. I still think we could have done something.

When you sneezed, Will, you contaminated the air.

But the antibiotics cured my friend.

Sure. Until he catches the common cold again.

You see, Will, the taurines have no resistance to our diseases.

They had to go.

And they won't be back.

But I, for one, am glad to see them go.

What's that?

It's a ball. My friend gave it to me.

It's composed of some unknown substance.

Obviously it doesn't bounce.

Throw it, Dr. Smith.

Well, now what's supposed to happen?

The ball comes back to you.

It works.

Now you tell me.

Well, let's go.

Now get your ball, Will.

You see, Will, even as a boy your age, I was determined to be a scientist.

Believe me, there is no worthier ambition.

How gratifying it is to work for the betterment of mankind, to strive for the

unattainable.

How about doing a little striving on this engine?

I am a scientist, not a menial mechanic.

You're a four -star Goldberg, Smith.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words can never harm me.

Maybe I can get past the results of this one.

There is no need for belligerence. You have my cooperation.

The bad unit is in the centrifugal repressor, Don. I'll see if you can

it. I await your orders, Mon Capitan.

We have to put a new fuel pack in the chariot.

Your wish is my command, sir.

It's over there.

Aye, aye, sir. And handle it carefully.

That fuel could explode on contact with air.

Never fear.

Smith is here.

I don't know why we even bother with him, Will.

Dr. Smith has some good qualities.

I'll get to find any.

I can't carry this thing by myself. Come on, it's not that heavy.

Put it in the back of the chariot. I'll hook it up later.

A man of my talents being used as a beast of burden?

If you have no further use for me, I shall return to my quarters on the

II. A great feeling of weariness seems to have taken possession of my body.

You're always tired and hungry. That's your natural state.

Tom, do you smell something?

The fuel pack.