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Dr. Smith, do please try and have some of this broth. I made it especially for

you.

Thank you, no, madam.

I have no appetite.

Well, you really must be sick.

Not merely sick, Major, but on the brink of the long, long journey to that

undiscovered country from which no traveler returns.

Thank you, one and all, for standing the death watch at my bed.

Dr. Smith, no one's standing a death watch. You've just got us all worried. I

mean, you're not that old.

I'm not old at all, William.

I'm ill.

Who said so sorrow?

Major, I want you to know that I bear you no grudge because of your failure to

get us home.

And, madam, please tell your husband for me that I forgive him. I also bear him

no malice.

Dear children, try not to miss me too much.

Just a few tears every day to remember me by.

Penny dear, surely you're not crying already?

Not exactly.

Just what you said sounds awfully icky.

Oh, the insensitiveness of youth.

All hands hear this. My astral calculations indicate that we have a

star system of the Alpha Centauri.

Alpha Centauri?

Did you hear that, Dr. Smith?

Hey, you sound...

Pure reflex.

I was not aware of it.

To think that they would all go and leave me here alone to die just for a

glimpse at some wretched star.

But it's Alpha Centauri, our destination.

I've got to see it, too.

Alpha Centauri, indeed.

That way, I suppose, is better than nothing.

Through the pain, the pain.

Why couldn't it be Earth?

And if our space research is reliable, as we believe it to be...

America's first family in space will discover, while they are within direct

observational range of the system, that at least two of the planets which attend

Alpha Centauri are capable of supporting terrestrial life.

And according to those signals, they're already supporting some kind of life.

Yes, but not necessarily terrestrial.

Now, that I intend to find out right now.

This is the United States Space Vehicle Jupiter II, John Robinson commanding.

Jupiter II?

This is interstellar relay station 9, transmitting from planet Delta in the

binary star system of Alpha and Proxima Centauri.

Bartholomew speaking.

Do you read me?

We read you loud and clear, planet Delta.

Question. Am I correct in assuming that the planet below contains terrestrial

life forms?

Over. There's been terrestrial life on all habitable planets within the system

for three years.

I'm sure glad you finally made it, Jupiter 2. If we'd known you were

we'd have baked a cake.

They're Americans.

We read that.

What did you expect?

Centipedes, lizards, six -legged pygmies with bald heads and antennae ears?

Seriously now, we've got you on ground control guidance. Off -landing

guaranteed. So, just sit back and relax, okay?

Bartholomew's signing off. Over and out.

You remember anyone by the name of Bartholomew at Alpha Control?

No. But they must have quite a community down there. They've been sending

families all along.

Which makes me feel a little like Mrs. Rip Van Winkle. Look!

All hands to the fire extinguishers. Relax, Dr. Smith.

Our arrival on the planet Delta is being hailed by a spectacular display of

electronic pyrotechnics. Enjoy.

Enjoy. One minute's entry.

Prepare for soft landing.

All right, everybody.

Relax.

Oh, here they come.

Let's go down and meet them.

Robot, secure all systems.

Affirmative.

Welcome to Planet Delta.

I'm Bartholomew.

So, you were the first family in space.

And the good old Jupiter, too. That's quite a survival story.

Earth will go wild when they hear it.

You're Professor Robinson, right?

That's right.

I recognize you all from your photographs.

Mrs. Robinson?

Oh, thank you very much.

You're just lovely.

Major West?

Judy, I think.

Oh, thank you.

And... Jenny?

Anne, Will. Hi.

Anne, who do we have here?

I am... Why, it's Methuselah.

Methuselah, indeed.

I am Dr. Zachary Smith, an outstanding exponent of intergalactic environmental

psychology. I came aboard at the last moment under sealed orders.

I believe the professor will attest to that.

Yes, he did come aboard at the last moment.

He's with you now. That's all that really matters.

Welcome, Dr. Smith.

We had one left over.

Why, thank you, young man. How very nice. I do like young people with

And now, would you excuse me? I shall place these in water and freshen up to

meet your governor. Hurry now, Dr. Smith.

In a jiffy, young man. I shall be back in a jiffy.

I guess you should know that Planet Delta is an advance station for new

arrivals. Orientation, processing, all that jazz.

Our main colony's on planet Gamma. We run a shuttle over there twice a week.

Who's in command of this advanced station?

I might know him. We have no chain of command here, Professor Robinson.

I just happened to monitor your approach, so you were my baby, I guess.

awfully young to be acting as an official greeter.

Thank you for the compliment, Mrs. Robinson.

There's a buffet supper waiting for you over in processing.

Also, sleeping accommodations.

Tomorrow evening, when you're more rested, you might start making out

reports of your flight.

Urs will be needing them as soon as possible.

The boys will conduct you to your quarters.

All right.

Penny and Will, you'll come with me. We have separate quarters for the younger

arrivals. Is that necessary?

Just one of those alpha regulations we've been trying to change for a year.

I'd rather they stay with us.

Don't tell me they still need tucking in at night. They'll be quite safe, you

know. Dad, don't embarrass me.

I'll be all right, and so will Penny.

I mean, there's nothing wrong in being with kids our own age.

Of course, if you really insist on breaking the regulation.

Well, I'll overlook it this time. After all, you've been out there for so long,

you can hardly be expected to know where it's at.

Go ahead with Mommy and Daddy, kiddies.

Just a moment, Bartholomew.

Perhaps you're right. Maybe we have been out there too long.

All right, children, go with them.

Thanks, Dad.

Bye, all.

Detail, forward, march.

Thank you.

Wait for

me.

Wait for me.

We don't keep new arrivals here long. A couple nights of adjustment and you'll

be on your way to a good life.

Gosh, you sure make it sound exciting.

Gosh. Gosh.

That's an N word. Real N.

The Squaresville Dictionary.

Follow me.

Are you cats tired or hungry?

Not really.

Then we can get started on your processing and adjustment right away.

Those olders, all they ever think about is eating and sleeping.

Not all the time.

You're right. In their spare time, they're lecturing the youngers.

There, hang up. Step this way.

Hey, Bartholomew's not with us. We're alone.

Welcome, youngers. This is your chief adjuster speaking.

You are not alone.

There are many of us. We are your friends, your contemporaries. Hi, Will

Robinson. Hi, Penny. Hi.

Hi. We're all ready for you in cubicle Z7, Will.

You're in cubicle Z8, Penny. Get going, kids. The sooner we get started, the

sooner you'll be out of here.

Oh, it's okay, Penny. This is just the way they do things now. I mean, there's

nothing to be afraid of.

Operation start switch.

You dig that sound, Will?

No, not exactly.

Soon enough you'll wonder how you ever did without it. Pay attention now. Your

pass rate is 90. We'll start with celestial now. Navigation. The celestial

triangle is formed on the celestial sphere by the great circles connecting

elevated pole.

Zenith of the assumed position of the observer in a celestial body.

Mark your assumed position in the triangle by depressing the correct key.

have five seconds. I can't even hear myself think.

Two seconds.

You'll have to do much better than that to get through. Next question. Look at

the screen.

Name ten of the navigation stars you just saw on the screen.

You have ten seconds.

Cannabis?

Polaris? Vegas?

It's too fast.

I can't remember. I need more time.

That's what the olders always say.

Give me more time.

You've been around them too long.

Your loyalty is very misguided.

Next question.

And the intensity of the sky's blueness is measured by entropy, theodicy,

actinometry. Wait.

Actinometry? No penny.

The answer is cyanometry.

You're rather slow, aren't you?

Or are we too fast for you?

It's just I'm not used to learning anything this way.

You'll get used to it very soon once you're free of former associations.

I don't understand.

Concentrate on the questions, Penny.

Listen to the sound. You do want to qualify for the main colony on Planet

don't you? It's a fun colony.

Oh, yes.

of hurtling through space until the end of time.

I urge my fellow voyagers to be of good cheer and... Knock it off, Smith.

You've been blabbering into that machine for hours now, and every hour on the

hour you've saved our lives.

Spare me the assiduous aside, Major. My individual report tells the truth as I

see it.

Ah, sure.

Well, as I see it, ever since we've arrived here, they've fed us

by automatic buffet.

Put it to sleep by Brahms' lullaby, also automatic.

We haven't seen sunlight.

No moonlight, for that fact.

And our only contact's been with a teenager named Bartholomew.

Yes, but he seemed very mature.

You're worried about Will and Penny, aren't you?

I'm puzzled.

I mean, why the separation?

And what's with these tape machines?

Why not a regular debriefing, as these things are usually done?

Were usually done, Dad.

Well, I intend to find out exactly how they're done now.

And by someone a little older than Bartholomew.

Planet Delta Message Center. Your message, please.

This is John Robinson. I'd like to speak to the Commandant.

There is no Commandant on Planet Delta, Robinson.

All right. Let me speak to Bartholomew.

I'm sorry.

He's en route to Planet Gamma.

Then I'd like to speak to my son, Will. Oh, my daughter, Penny.

I'm sorry, Robinson.

Younger arrivals cannot be interrupted during their adjustment period.

I will hold your call until the period is over. You will be called.

How soon will that be?

I asked how soon will that be.

There you are.

I wonder what they mean by an adjustment period.

That can't be part of their processing.

Well, there's one way to find out.

John, look, we know that there's an American colony here or on planet Gamma.

Now, we've been out there a long time, and this is all new to us.

Maybe they're just giving us time to get used to it.

We mustn't be suspicious.

Well, let's just say I'm being curious, huh?

Now, may I continue my individual reports?

You may.

Just as long as you remember, there were a couple of times that we saved your

life. Really? I do not recall any such occasion.

Now, where was I?

This is John Robinson, the Earth ship Jupiter II.

Transmitting from the planet Delta.

Come in someone.

Anyone.

You are transmitting on a prohibited frequency. Please disconnect

Prohibited or not, there's something I have to know.

All right, Will. Let's go back to your own good old solar system for the next

question. The great red spot is a visible feature of the planet Uranus.

false? You have one second.

Too bad.

I might have been able to push you through if you'd answered that one

I guess I'm just not good enough to make the path in gray.

I'll go tell my father.

What's the rush, ma 'am?

Who are you?

Edgar. I was in your honor guard, remember?

Oh, sure.

And now they've elected me to be your guide to the promised land, meaning

Gamma.

If, as, and when you make it through adjustment, which I very much doubt you

will, but I guess I'll have to try.

You mean you're going to help me?

Well, that's par for the course with creepy greenhorns like you.

Man, did you foul up on your first go -around.

What kind of education have you been getting from them oldies of yours, man?

They're strictly decrepit.

You're talking about my family.

Get one thing straight, Frosh, baby. On Planet Gamma, there's just one family,

us.

Come on, get over to the local pad I've got here and see if you're sharp enough

to take a little private coaching. But, Penny... Look, don't worry about your

sister.

She's, uh, she's doing okay.

Okay.

You've messed up the action, but good. I was just beginning to get with it.

Well, get with what?

This music, all these lights?

Well, certainly that couldn't have been part of your processing.

Now, what's this all about, Penny?

Planet Gamma's what it's all about.

But it's hopeless trying to explain it to olders like you. You just don't get

the vibrations like I do.

You're right. I don't get them the way you do.

Now, we're going back to the ship, and we're going to stay there until I can

contact someone who can tell me what the... who can explain what this is all

about.

Oh, yes, there is one other thing.

Where's Will?

Oh, he's probably on his way to Planet Gamma. On his own?

Well, why wasn't I told about that?

Oh, cool it, man. Will's a big boy now, and I'm a big girl.

So why don't you just go back with the rest of the olders and leave us to do

thing?

You don't belong here.

You're right.

But you do belong with us, Penny.

Oh, here it comes, that sentimental gush about parents and their children,

right?

That's for the birds.

Olders are out now. We're in.

This

area

is off limits to older arrivals. All older arrivals clear the area

And fizz me a phosphate refill.

No ice cream this time.

Help yourself to a jawbreaker.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Still hung up on the square bit, eh, frosh baby?

Still playing the older's game?

I'm not playing anybody's game. I just can't be any different from what I am.

And if that means I'm not smart enough to make your path ingrained... You're

smart enough. All you have to do is just let go.

Go what?

Mama and Papa, Frosh Baby.

Just tune out those senior citizens and you'll be able to breathe through your

adjustment cord.

Olders are out, Frosh Baby.

Permanently and definitely out.

Get up one of these memory cones when you get back in your cubicle.

They, uh, smell like incense.

Gives you instant memory and makes you learn fast.

Man, what a path.

It's a gas.

Nothing as good as what you've got waiting for you on planet Gamma.

Did you make the passing grade?

What else?

It appears that this entire colony is meant for youngsters only.

Now, they're conditioned to this by being taught that the oldsters...

that's us.

That's the purplish.

Superplish, indeed.

Where do you think you're going?

To deliver these priceless recordings of my fate, I'll say.

The moment those whippersnappers hear them, they'll realize that I, for one,

not the purplish.

Well, let them go. Let them go.

Every room in this place is exactly alike.

Six walls, six doors.

I happen to admire symmetry's kind of side, Major.

Well, now that he's gone, maybe we can get something done.

You know, this is all so bizarre.

So personal with Olster.

Us?

What if we are?

What happens now?

Where do we go from here?

Planet Delta Message Center. Your message, please.

This is John Robinson. I want to speak to my son, Will.

We are still holding your previous call, Robinson.

I know. Where is he?

Both Will and Penny Robinson are in the final phase of their adjustment period.

You will be called in 30 minutes.

All right.

We'll give them 30 minutes.

Now, if we hear nothing by then, we'll go in and get our children by force if

necessary. By force?

But they're all children.

Children that try to take over our children.

And convince them that even Judy is obsolete.

Aren't really children, Maureen. I don't feel obsolete.

Four olders now in suspended state under influence of memory washing fumes.

Continued treatment until further notice.

Yoo -hoo!

Anybody home?

Apparently not.

No me either.

That seems very strange.

They're probably all out to lunch.

I must say this entire establishment is very poorly run.

Undoubtedly, they could use the services of an efficiency expert.

Unfortunately, I do not have the time.

What have we here?

Seems to be very interesting.

I wonder what this button will do.

I've activated some sort of alarm.

What is this?

Some sort of dance movement?

Well, it's ridiculous.

I prefer the old -fashioned waltz.

Or a lovely two -hip.

The female younger is prepared to cooperate with us.

The male younger is still opposed and negative in his responses.

We are continuing.

This is Bartholomew from the Central Control.

Over and out.

Bartholomew?

Oh, no.

It couldn't be.

It's not possible.

Oh, good heavens.

I've been deceived.

My space odyssey might have fallen into alien hands.

Who are you?

You... You cannot be Bartholomew. You haven't forgotten me already, Smith.

Have you?

I am Bartholomew.

Don't you recognize me?

Well, you see, I... Well, don't you?

Yes. Yes, of course.

I do, now that you mention it.

So good to see you again, dear boy.

For a moment I thought you were... An alien.

Yes.

Silly of me, wasn't it?

I mean to say you look so normal.

Like any other friendly, cheerful American boy.

And you're going to go on believing that, aren't you, Smith?

Yes. Yes, of course I am.

And you better believe that, Smith, from here on out.

And if it should ever occur to you again that this is an alien planet, that

Bartholomew is really an alien, or if you should consider mentioning it to

anyone, no Smith.

You dig?

Yes. Yes, of course I dig.

And now, would you excuse me? So frightfully busy, you know. I must get

processing.

You're through with processing, Smith.

You're one of us now.

A cheerful, friendly, all -American boy.

You look almost as young as I do now, Smith.

How does it feel?

Groovy man, out of sight. Where is the action?

You'll get all the action you want, Smith.

Just like all us youngers.

After you've persuaded Will to drop his hang -ups and make our scene, not his

folks'. You get the idea?

Indeed I do. I mean, I dig, man. I dig.

Just keep remembering that. Get going. They're in Edgar's pad.

Yes, Gort.

Had enough of this. We're getting out. Get lost, Claire.

Penny, this is all wrong. It's crazy.

What happened to you? How did you get here?

It's like freaky, man.

Real freaky.

We're going to freak out together.

I'm way out, man, like the rest of you cats.

Hey, man, you're really gross.

Yeah, and we're going to press ways with you.

I'm back.

I'm back.

I don't want to lose my youth.

Dad, Mom!

Look, I'm not staying in there another minute. Neither is Penny. Now I know I

had a hard time getting her to... Just a minute.

You call me Dad.

Is that another one of those expressions that you so freely use down here?

Don't you start, too. I've always called you Dad.

It would be all right for you to call me Dad, if you were my son.

Dad, I am your son. I will.

Penny, your daughter!

We only have one child, and her name is Judy.

Wait!

Sorry, sir, no visitors.

But, Dad, just ask the robot. He'll tell you who we are.

Dad, let me just talk to him. We don't need to ask a robot what's perfectly

obvious.

This is some sort of joke.

Now, when we take off, I want you to stand clear of this area.

Our thrust has put out an awful lot of heat.

Wait.

Here. You'll need these more than I will.

What are they?

Light them up and find out.

By that time, it'll be too late.

I think you and your sister better get home before your parents start worrying

about you.

Dad. Go on.

Go ahead.

Oh, no.

No. Please don't leave them here with Ethan.

Try that again, MLB.

No, Smith.

They're aware of that, so maybe youngers do.

Let's go and sign for action.

Dr. Smith, you don't know what you're talking about.

Now

that

we've given them the brush, maybe you cats are ready to pick up on your

adjustment courses where you left off.

We cats are ready, man.

Forget it, Bartholomew. I'm dropping out.

William.

Maybe I did go along with it for a while. But I never would have if I'd

would have meant getting rid of my folks.

Man, what a hang -up.

I can see we're going to have to start you kids all over again. From scratch.

And another thing, dropouts are not allowed.

I dig, man. I'll work on them for you.

It's you who needs working on, Methuselah.

Forward, march!

a confession to make.

Okay.

Now that we are again in flight, I realize that my earlier calculations

erroneous. The planet we have just left was not in the planetary system of Alpha

Centauri. Well, I checked your calculations.

You were misled just as I was by the magnetic impulses directed toward us by

planet Delta.

And another thing, the life forms on the planet Delta were not terrestrial.

They are alien.

Then we're well out of it. True. However, Will and Penny Robinson are

Will and Penny, huh?

Don't tell me you're in on that gag.

It is no gag, Professor Robinson.

Only now, when I am free of those magnetic impulses, am I able to

happened. Your memories of Will and Penny, not to mention Dr. Smith, were

blanked out by an alien smoke screen.

What are we going to do with him? He flipped his tapes.

Professor Robinson, I detect the presence of a number of chemical cones.

believe you were told, and I quote, light them up and... And find out.

I suggest Mrs. Robinson and Miss Judy will want to be present at the lighting.

And they are at this moment on their way now.

John, what is this? I can hear it on the intercom.

We'll find out soon.

Don, full power. We're going back.

Jupiter 2, this is Bartholomew.

Your flight is being monitored.

If you value your lives, you will abort your attempt to return to planet Delta.

Now. We want Will and Penny back, Bartholomew.

We're coming back to get them.

All right.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Here's some music to fly by.

Dr. Smith?

Ah.

You cats looking for a game?

That's all right. I'm a wizard in this market. The stakes kinda easy.

What's happening?

You two slumming or something?

Well, listen to me.

This joint ain't for sightseers, so on your way, punks.

Boy, what have they done to you, Dr. Smith?

Nobody did nothing to me.

I did it all myself, and I like it. I'm tuned in, turned on, and now I got big

plans. Gonna be dropping out in a big way.

You can't turn on at your age, Dr. Smith.

Unless they made you into a younger.

Yeah, that's what I am, a younger.

But I'm growing up fast.

Dr. Smith, why don't you just knock it off and act your age?

Don't get fresh with me, punk.

Much as we'd like to, we're stuck here just like you are.

Come on, Penny.

Penny, don't.

Don't fight it. You've got to resist it.

Oh, I'm trying, but it's so hard not to. Penny, if you don't resist it, we'll

never get out of here.

We're waiting for you in cubicle Z7, Will.

We're waiting for you in cubicle Z8, Penny. I'm not going.

Neither am I.

Who was that?

Mark,

get a load of this back pin.

Get off my back, punk.

Pitiful, isn't it, when olders insist on being youngers?

Of course, we had to accommodate him. He was a very apt student.

If you think anything like that's going to work with us... It wouldn't have

worked with him if he hadn't gone along with the idea.

He was cooperative.

You're not.

And we don't intend to be.

Come with me.

Now look, Bartholomew. We're just not going to adjust to what you want. And

that's fine.

Is it?

Look.

They were on their way back here, but they'll never make it unless you cats

up and get with it.

That's your doing, isn't it? I was right. You are alien.

If you're looking at it my way, it's you who are the aliens.

You're out of control.

They're going to be killed.

Why are you doing this? What do you want?

Full cooperation.

All right, you've got it. Anything. Just get them out of there.

What do you want a cooperation for? What good will it do you?

We're younger.

Yeah, that's all we are.

We don't grow up, see?

We don't grow up ever.

And that's what we want. We want to grow up. We want to grow up. And the only

way we can do it is through you and you.

It's the only way.

If that's what you want, to be able to grow old, to be like the olders, why do

you always put them down?

Because we can't make their scene.

You're our age.

You're going to grow older.

That's why you can help us make it.

How do we get them out of trouble?

Tell them you don't need them. They can reverse course.

You're on their frequency.

Hey, Jupiter.

This is Will. Do you read me?

Will, are you okay? Is Penny with you?

Just relax, Pop.

We're okay.

And one thing we don't need is any help from you.

So why don't you just quit making with a hero, Ben?

Reverse course.

Split the scene, man.

Listen to me, Will. We're coming after you.

Man, are you psyched out?

If you come in any closer, you're just going to get yourselves killed.

And I wouldn't want that to happen.

Not even to a bunch of squares like you.

Let me talk to Penny.

Look, man.

We just don't groove to the same vibrations.

Ciao, man.

All right.

We'll reverse court.

Out. Oh, John, you can't.

Did you mean reverse court? I don't intend to.

I don't think the children meant what they said. Neither did I.

We may still be on their monitors.

Reverse course.

Reverse course it is.

Five minutes will put us right back on course.

Five minutes.

I've got to hand it to you, Katz. You really put them down.

Ciao, Squares.

You can have the rest of the day to yourselves, Kit.

Transfusions can wait till tomorrow.

Transfusions? How else do you think we can groove without that aging chemistry

you've got?

Ted didn't even argue with it. He agreed to change course right away.

But he knew who we were.

So those memory cones I gave him must have worked.

You know what I think, Penny?

I think he just agreed to change course.

I sure hope you're right.

Now, if he comes back, we're going to have to make sure that they're not

monitoring the Jupiter's approach.

How? I've got a plan. Come on.

The Snoopy tourists are back.

Hey, man. How'd you like to pull off a little heist?

Groovy. I'd like it fine.

What's in it for me?

We split three ways.

Uh -uh. No dice.

Seventy -five percent for me. You do the rest.

You're a hard man.

You're a hard man.

Yeah, I'm a hard man.

Well, all right. It's a deal.

Here's the layout, see?

Now, over there, there's a relay station just loaded with hard -to -get

transmission stuff and junk like that.

It'll fetch a big price.

You dig?

Cool it.

Are you sure this ain't no frame?

Uh -uh.

Uh -uh.

We're with you all the way, Smitty. Watch it, punk.

Don't call me Smitty till we pull off this high C.

Until then, we're just business partners.

Dig? I dig. We dig.

Groovy. You two cats stay here and keep your eyes... while I go case the joint.

I sure hope he doesn't ruin everything.

Are you kidding? I hope he does.

Including their monitoring system.

Loot. Lots of loot.

You are transmitting on a prohibited frequency. Please disconnect.

Yeah, I'll disconnect.

I didn't mean nothing, Bart.

I just happened to be passing by.

Who put you up to this?

I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, Bart.

Why, you and me, we are brother cats.

This one goes there.

They're on their way back. Got to throw up another barrier.

Take care of the console, Edgar.

I'll take care of their kids.

Sir.

I do hate to disturb you, but you ain't figuring on rubbing me out, are you?

We already figured, Methuselah.

Right on course.

How long to re -entry?

About three minutes.

Destruct missiles approaching fast.

Evade, evade.

Right on target.

We're going straight in.

Tomorrow, Kat. What do you mean?

The transfusions.

I thought you were really with it until you got Methuselah to mess with our

relay station.

Now we'll have to hurry, and it won't be too easy on you squares.

Get them ready.

I can't tell whether it's working or not. I haven't got any pictures.

There you write.

Where are they?

Who are you talking about? You know who he's talking about.

You're going to take us right to them. Come on.

Hey, watch there.

Get going.

I'm afraid it's all too groovy for you.

Let me out. Let me out.

my children.

Release them and we'll leave.

Or what?

I don't use threats on children, Bartholomew. When I ask them to do

expect them to comply.

You olders really think you've got it made, don't you?

No, we don't have it made, Bartholomew. Not any more than you do.

That's something you'll understand when you're a little older.

They can't get any older, Dad. That's why they need us.

All I want to do is be able to shave, see?

We have failed, Bartholomew. We must reconcile ourselves to the fact that we

never grow older.

That as time takes the earthlings forward, it takes us back.

Back to our end.

There'll be others!

I've had enough of these dreadful things.

William, how could you? You were going to leave me here with those dreadful

cats. Well, we thought you were really grooving with them, Dr. Smith.

Grooving indeed.

I prefer them, Inuit.

Let go!

Well, I guess we're on the clear now.

I hope so.

I wonder what kind of... physiology they had that prevented them from growing.

Well, it could be their psychology.

Now, if their minds had grown up enough for them to accept this, maybe their

bodies would, too.

I guess we'd better start our scan for the real Alpha Centauri now.

Real Alpha Centauri, indeed.

From this moment on, the direction of our navigation must be toward one goal

one only.