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Prepare for inspection.

Present quadrant number five, all inmates prepare for inspection.

Present quadrant number five, all inmates prepare for inspection.

Come on, Smith. You're supposed to be helping.

My presence here is quite helping of me, sir. You know that my delicate back

does not permit me to indulge in manual labor.

Well, you'd better indulge. Right now.

Come on!

But I'm just the funny part.

Hurry up!

Oh, very well.

Well, what is it?

Tap the pen while I hold this for flight.

With what? The hammer. Where is it?

There.

Here? There.

It's not my fault. I told you I was not well enough to do all this heavy work.

Major, you wouldn't strike an invalid.

Get out of here, Smith. Just get out of my sight.

Splendid idea.

I go.

From the look of him, he'd had more than one accident.

You stay here.

I'll get the first aid kit from the chariot.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Hurry! I don't relish the prospect of staying here alone with this terrible

creature, dead or alive.

Sound and you're dead.

I wouldn't dream of making a sound.

I'm a friend, trying to help you.

A friend, do you understand?

A good friend.

How did you get here?

I don't know.

Last thing I remembered, I was running low on fuel.

And then I thawed out.

And I crashed.

You alone here in this crazy place.

There's just me and Major West.

He's gone to fetch you a first aid kit.

To help you. You see, we are friends.

If you really want to be my friend, you wouldn't let me stand here freezing to

death. Here, let's trade.

Oh, it's a lovely shirt, I'm sure, but I don't look well in stripes.

I said trade!

Now you give me that jacket, or I'll tear it off in your arms with it. Here,

take it. Take it, it's yours.

Accept it as my gift.

Not even a thank you, indeed.

Whatever has happened to good manners?

This tacky material probably provides no warmth of any kind.

But it's cold.

I'd better put it on.

And I'm sure it's an abominable fit.

I do hope I don't run into anybody that knows me.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

You arrived just in the nick of time.

Don't move.

What is the meaning of this, sir? You don't want me.

You want that terrible fellow who just left. With my nice, warm jacket, I might

add. He went that way.

But I don't understand.

You should know by now there's no escape from prison planet Destructon.

Destructon?

The warden will be pleased with us.

Captured an escaped convict.

No, no, you're making a terrible mistake. I'm innocent.

I never broke the law in my life. Oh, please, don't harm me.

They'll let him go. Major, tell them who I am. Tell them I'm not an escaped

prisoner.

You look very natural, Smith.

Don't let them take me away.

It's a great temptation, but I guess I'm stuck with you. You better let him go.

Interfere and you'll be destroyed.

But, Warden... Thank you, Warden. You came just in time.

Yes, it appears so.

Now, where is the prisoner that you helped to escape?

Oh, we didn't help any prisoner escape.

Of course we didn't.

Then how is it your friend is wearing the jacket of the prison planet?

He means the prison planet Destructon.

Oh, I see that you're familiar with my little establishment.

Yes. I mean, no.

Then you're aware that in helping a prisoner to escape... that you have just

violated Section 42B of the Intergalactic Penal Code.

Look, we had no idea he was an escaped prisoner.

Ignorance of the law is no excuse.

Somebody must have helped him to escape.

I assure you, my dear sir, it was not I.

He did it! I saw him!

Smith!

Then you were here.

You were an eyewitness to the whole thing?

Oh, yes, an eyewitness to the whole thing. And you did nothing about it?

Well, you see, I was so appalled at what was happening... I didn't quite know

what to do.

But did you try to forcibly stop him?

Oh, yes. Yes, I did.

He... They threatened me. Why, you... You're aware, of course,

that Article 863D of the Intergalactic Penal Code provides that it is a

felony not to try to forcibly stop a person or person engaged in aiding a

prisoner. But, Your Honor, I mean, Mr. Warden, I did my best. Truly, I did.

You'll both be remanded to the Intergalactic Court for the control of

procedure and tried for your crimes.

We haven't committed any crimes.

Don't try anything foolish.

It won't do you any good anyway.

This is all your fault, Major. I should have had better sense than to try to

protect you.

March!

Jordan, it's your responsibility to protect me.

I said march!

That's what happened. Under arrest?

Yes. William, you must find your father immediately and tell him he must vouch

for me as a character witness.

I can't do that, Dr. Smith.

Dad and the others are away at the radar station.

Character references are of no interest to me.

These men are charged with a very serious crime.

Imagine trying to help a prisoner to escape.

No one escapes my prison.

But I'm innocent, I tell you.

Look, 500 years of penal protection.

861 cases of attempted escape, and in the end, no one was successful.

They don't call me the warden's warden for nothing.

You just can't assume they're guilty even without a trial.

That's uncivilized.

Oh, we're not uncivilized.

They'll have a trial.

Unshackle the prisoners.

An instant trial is all we'll have time for, but it will be fair under the

circumstances. Instant trial?

The First Circuit Computer Control Court is now in session.

Judge 781, revised model, 94E, residing.

Good afternoon, Your Honor.

Prosecution awaits the pleasure of the court.

You know, I'll bet the robot knows all about those kinds of computers.

We'll have you out of here in nothing flat.

William, don't forget about me. I won't forget about you. You can count on that,

Smith. Don't worry, Dr. Smith. We'll get you out of here, too. Oh, thank you, my

dear boy. I knew you wouldn't forget a friend in need.

Now, Robot, come here.

Are you familiar with the statutes in the Intergalactic Penal Code?

I have a complete knowledge of all the statutes in the Penal Code.

Intergalactic law was programmed into me during my first term at IRT. Robot,

didn't you tell me that you majored in pre -med?

I did.

But I also majored in law.

I am a robot of many tapes.

You bum -shirt braggart! Don't just stand there and do something.

None of your tapes will do your friends any good.

When I get my hands on prisoners, they stay that way. They are not prisoners

yet. There is the trial first.

A mere formality.

After a brief recess for lunch.

Robot, what have you heard about that kind of judge?

It appears to be an alien 781, revised model 94E.

They are said to be extremely tough judges, sticklers for upholding the

letter of the law.

Oh, sadness and sorrow to be tried by a hanging computer.

Isn't there anything we can do to help?

Perhaps. If the escaped convict were to be found and returned to custody, the

judge might take a kinder view toward the charges against Dr. Smith and the

Major. Oh, please find him, my dear friend. You cannot allow them to

me. Do you think you can do it? I have not used my trail and detect tapes for

some time.

Their servo mechanisms are quite rusty, but I will try.

Good. And hurry.

Quick, Dr. Smith, give me that jacket. Yes, here it is. Here it is.

Here.

My electronic scent analyzers have locked in on the alien.

I will now shift into automatic track and secure.

It is an unusually fine system, and one we can all be proud of.

Is the prosecution ready?

Ready, Your Honor.

Is the defense ready?

I guess so, Your Honor.

Proceed with the prosecution.

Your computer punch card is now ready.

The jury has digested the prosecution.

Proceed with the defense.

They're as good as convicted already.

Is the defense ready?

Let offense rest.

The prisoners will face the bench.

After a fair and impartial digital survey of all the evidence, the members

the jury have reached a verdict and found you both guilty as charged.

Major, I'm going to faint.

Your Honor, there's been a serious miscarriage of justice here.

Order. Order in the court.

And now I will pass the sentence of this court.

Wait!

Your Honor, I have new evidence to present to the court. The escaped

who will tell exactly what happened.

Very well.

The court will hear this new evidence.

Please, my dear sir, tell them what happened.

My lips are sealed.

It's against the code of the underworld to sing.

Nobody's asking you to sing!

Just tell them that Zachary Smith is as innocent as a newborn babe.

I'm not a squealer. But you must squeal. I beg of you, tell them the truth.

That's the way it is, partner.

They caught us all fair and square.

The game's up with us, Smitty. Take it like a man.

Sentence will now be passed.

You will both be taken to prison by Destructon, where you'll spend the rest

your lifespans at hard labor.

Warden?

Take the prisoners in charge.

Take him to the chain forge.

Yes, warden.

Major, don't leave me.

Even if I had a choice in the matter, I still would.

Now then, who is next?

I'm afraid it's my turn, sir.

Yes, Harry.

Just as I thought. A classic criminal profile.

But that's not my best side.

Mr. Warden, I must tell you, I may have told some small falsehoods on special

occasions, and only when absolutely necessary, of course, but basically I'm

very good person, don't you think?

I have been warden of this prison planet for 500 years, and you're telling me I

can't spot a criminal type when I see one?

No. No, of course not. You are a criminal type. If I say so, you are

one.

If you want to get along, rule number one is don't contradict the warden. But

wasn't contradicting. I was merely saying... You were saying I was

And prisoners who say that end up in solitary confinement. Do you understand?

Yes.

As I was saying.

You were saying that I'm definitely a plastic criminal type.

And don't think that you're tough either.

I have ways of dealing with prisoners who think they are tough.

In fact, it's one of my many small pleasures.

It is?

Oh, yes. It wasn't easy for Destructron to get the reputation of being the

toughest prison planet in the entire galaxy.

We worked very hard to get it.

And we're working just as hard to keep it.

So you cause me any trouble at all, and I'll make it so hard for you, you'll be

begging the guards to turn their ray guns on you.

Oh, that won't be necessary, my dear sir.

I'm not tough.

I'm very gentle and very kind.

You see, I've never been in a place like this before, and I'm frightened.

You'll get used to it.

I will?

Oh, yes.

As a matter of fact, you'll have a whole lifetime to get used to it.

Oh, please believe me.

Zachary Smith is innocent.

Ask anybody.

There is no more Zachary Smith.

You're only a prison number now.

756498273. Oh,

this is the final evening.

I'm no longer me.

I'm a prison number.

Oh, thank heavens my friends and family will never know.

You've been assigned to work and live in quadrant six.

One of the nicer quadrants, I trust.

This is my station.

As a matter of fact, it is the worst quadrant in the entire galaxy.

The temperature is over 150 degrees.

And the work in that quadrant is the hardest we have to offer.

My dear sir, I'm frightfully sorry about disagreeing with you.

Please don't go out of your way to make things difficult for me.

No, I won't.

You must remember that this is a prison planet. You weren't sent here for a

vacation. Take him away.

No, just a moment.

Mr. Warden, I would like to discuss with you the possibility of making me a

prison trustee.

No.

Take him away to the chain fort.

I'll join you all later in the viewing tube.

No!

Quadrant six, prepare for new arrivals.

Quadrant six, quadrant six, prepare for new arrivals.

Quadrant six.

Quadrant six.

Prepare for new arrivals.

It doesn't look too pleasant out there, but at least it's not as hot as you said

it would be.

This viewing tube is kept at the same pleasant atmosphere as the

buildings on the other side of the planet. Outside, it's just as hot as I

promised you.

It's unfairly hot.

How do you expect us to survive in this kind of temperature?

I'm too young to die.

The computer court sentenced you to here for the rest of your lives.

It didn't say how long that would take.

I brought you some company.

Prisoner 756498002, meet Prisoner 756498273 and

756498274. Pleased to meet you, 273, 274.

Chain them up.

Just a moment.

You can't just leave us here like this.

As if it weren't bad enough to be imprisoned in this horrible place.

We have to live chained to this monster.

Oh, you don't want to live chained to me, huh?

Well, that can be easily arranged.

Oh, it's so hot.

I feel a splitting headache coming on.

Stop it! Can't you understand?

Threshold of pain tolerance 274.

Well, everything here is hot.

That's why they've sentenced us here to this living death.

That's all the more reason we've got to help each other out. Stick that much

closer together just to stay alive.

Oh, it's so hot.

Everything is so hot.

We're doomed here.

How do they expect us to work in this heat?

Still early in the morning.

Wait until noon when it really gets hot. Hotter than this.

That's impossible.

Twice as hot.

And with that burning wind blowing into your face.

And no shade.

No place to hide from it.

I want to go home.

As bad as it is, this is home, Smith.

That is until Will can contact the others and they can figure a way to get

out of here.

If you're thinking of parole, forget it.

There are no paroles on Destructon.

How can you exist without hope?

Who said anything about not having any hope?

There's always hope for prisoners brave enough to try to escape.

Escape? What an interesting idea.

You have a plan, of course.

I always have a plan. I should like very much to hear it. Nothing doing. We're

staying put and making the best of it until we get out of here legally.

I told you to forget about parole. Forget about mercy.

You're condemned here for life.

Just how long have you been here?

282 years, or is it...

283 years.

I forget sometimes.

282 years.

I'll be an old man by then.

Major, you must get us out of this inferno.

There's only one way. We have to escape.

I'll lead you.

Oh, I've escaped hundreds of times already.

And you've been brought back hundreds of times already in chains.

But not this time.

Because this time I have a fantastic plan.

See, I've got friends on the outside who will help me.

All we have to do is get to them, and they'll help us.

Don't listen to them, Smith.

The guard

making his round.

Presidents in quadrant six, your work quota is not registering on the master

computer.

Remember, no work, no ice.

No work, no ice.

Ice? They work our fingers to the bone all day, they.

Send us a block of ice so at least we can sleep at night.

Work hard all day for an oversized ice cube?

I won't do it. Well, you'd better.

Tonight when it's still blazing hot, I wish you had that nice cool ice to

around. Well, back to work time.

happy returns.

This is fun.

Patty cake, patty cake, baker's man.

Make me a cake as fast as you can. Roll it and pat it and mark it with S. Put it

in the oven for Dr. Smith and Major West.

Are you serious?

a true statement.

What have you got here?

I have been practicing some of the culinary arts that were programmed into

It is called a three -layer chocolate maple surprise.

I was going to bake an angel food cake, but I did not think it appropriate for

Dr. Smith.

Your computers must be out of whack.

How can you bake a cake at a time like this?

These things do not concern you.

Now, I must find an appropriate box to put it in so that it can be delivered to

Dr. Smith and Major West.

Wait a minute. I get you.

a hacksaw or a file in there, haven't you? That is an incorrect assumption.

Well, it's a nice cake anyway.

I guess it'll be a big comfort to Don and Dr. Smith to know that we're

about them.

Ooh, that candleburn's funny.

You weren't kidding when you said it was a chocolate maple surprise.

I took the liberty of baking some plastic explosives inside the cake.

I thought it would be of more help to them than a file or a hacksaw. Much

lighter, too. It took less yeast to make it rise.

Robot, I'm ashamed of you. I thought you were programmed for law and order.

I am, but I am also programmed for justice and fair play.

Dr. Smith and the Major have been falsely imprisoned.

It is only right that I do what I can for them until they can get a fair

You're right, and I'll help you. No, Will Robinson. It is much too dangerous.

I will take the risk myself.

Robot, I only want to help.

We shall see.

But first, I must make another cake.

Perhaps an angel food cake this time.

After all, it is the thought that counts.

Now, where is my recipe?

So cool.

So nice and cool.

Lucky we got this ice tonight.

We almost didn't make our work quota.

The work is too hard for me and everything is so hot.

I'll never make it 283 years like you have.

You don't look like you regenerate too well.

Regenerate? Well, I'm a Caloran from the planet Xandor and we Calorans

regenerate every time we get killed.

Oh, dear.

How many times have you been... Killed?

11, maybe 12 times since I got here.

I lose track.

You know, you're going to be in big trouble here if you don't regenerate.

Unless you smarten up and come up in my escape plan, huh? And I told you nothing

doing. We're not going to get in any more trouble by trying to escape.

A couple of more days of this heat and you'll be begging me to take you with

All right, knock it off. Let's get some sleep.

And think cool. We've got a tough day ahead of us tomorrow.

I must think cool.

You'll be begging me to take you with me.

Just wait. You'll see.

You think it's hot now.

Just wait till summertime.

Come in.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yes.

I've been going over your report.

On the first set of rounds, guard number 10 reported that he saw the prisoners

in quadrant six just sitting and talking.

Yes, sir, that's right.

But Creech seemed to be doing most of the talking. The two new prisoners more

less just listened.

I knew it.

They can't fool the greatest warden in the galaxy.

The time of imprisonment, when multiplied by the ratio of

accelerates rapidly when divided by the degrees of heat. They are already

planning their escape.

How can you be sure?

Are you questioning me, the greatest warden in the universe?

Oh, no, sir. Of course not. Remember when those prisoners tried that mass

in Quadrant 10 83 years ago? Who anticipated their plans and was there

waiting for them with armed guards?

You were, warden. Right!

And when I say now that the prisoners in Quadrant 6 are planning an escape, who

is right?

Well, you are, warden. Right!

You know, I'm really correct in thinking I'm a truly marvelous warden.

And to think my mother wanted me to be a dentist.

Yes, they're planning an escape.

But it'll be just too bad for them. Because we'll be there ready and waiting

them, right?

Right! Wrong!

You will be there waiting for them.

I'll be taking a dip in my swimming pool.

You know...

I've been thinking perhaps an invisible molecular vaporizing field should be set

up around Devil's Quadrant.

Then in case they try to pass through it... Zap!

Three little piles of ashes.

And the warden's warden has done it again.

It has always been my experience that a man of gracious habits and self -esteem

will always find a way to maintain his personal appearance.

I said shut up.

There. Finished. And I'm sure I look lovely.

Last chance, Major. You may have the razor if you'd like it. That's not a

It's old Mordecai's pig sticker.

He slit three guards' throats with it before they vaporized him.

Back to work time.

Your turn now, old buddy.

But you're doing so nicely, old buddy.

Smashing those big rocks with such strong manly blows. I was very

Please continue. You're doing splendidly. You take your choice.

You better start smashing the rocks with this.

Or I'll start smashing your head.

No consideration for my weakened fate.

House Miller, I shall do my share. I will not have it said that I was

my responsibilities.

Aye,

Smith.

It's all yours. Thank you. I'm sure.

Hit it harder!

I can't. It burns my hands.

Then you better stop breaking those rocks!

Because if you don't...

We won't make our work for her.

And if that happens, we won't get our sleeping ice.

And if that happens, I'd hate to be you. Because that would make me very unhappy

with you, old buddy.

That's better.

Looks like some people have come to see you.

Major, they brought our pardon, I'm sure of it. That's why they've come, don't

you think?

I sure do hope so, Smith. Come on.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Too hard to move fast.

Greetings, Dr.

Smith. Greetings, Major West.

Thank heavens you arrived.

I knew you'd arrange a pardon for us.

Dr. Smith, we're trying just as hard as we can.

We did bring you this birthday cake.

I'm burning up alive and you bring me a cake, you pot -bellied prankster? It's

not my birthday!

You could pretend.

Oh, no, I can't believe it. We shall have to remain here in this furnace

forever.

It doesn't feel so hot in here.

In fact, it's kind of chilly.

Yes, I know it's deliciously cold in there, but it's frightfully hot out

All right, if you insist.

But I'm sure all my joints will get stiff.

I hope so.

Stop shivering, Ninny. That's the least you can do.

And may I remind you that if it weren't for your legal pretensions, I wouldn't

be in this predicament.

Don't blame the robot, Dr. Smith. He tried his best. We all tried.

And we'll never stop trying.

Even if it takes the rest of our lives.

Don't listen to him, Will.

I know you're trying your best.

Before we go, can I give this to prisoners 7564 -98273? It is just a

little something to help... Brighten the lonely hours of incarceration.

Mmm, very tasty.

Chocolate maple surprise angel food cake.

Very unusual.

Thank you for the compliment.

It is an old family recipe.

I'll let 273 have that cake on one condition.

Whatever you say, sir.

Next visitor's day, bake one for me and the boys.

Oh, thank you, sir.

It would be an honor.

Boy, it is hot out here.

Here you are, Dr. Smith.

Begone, you ironborn ingrate, and take that silly thing with you.

Take it. Have a party.

It'll be a blast.

Go, Boobie.

Dr. Smith, listen to the robot. He's right. It'll be a blast.

A real blast.

Blast me no blast, William. Just leave me alone to bake in this oven.

I'd better just set it down over there.

I do not want to drop it after all the trouble I had to get it to rise.

Oops! I guess I put in too much yeast.

The warden's going to hear all about this.

He won't be happy about it.

Get in.

That blithering bumpkin. Why didn't he tell us that cake was wired for a blast?

And it's going to get worse.

Once the warden hears about this, he's going to cut off our ice rations for

sure.

We have to try to escape now. Don't listen to him, Smith.

Even if we were able to get away from this place, we'd be escaped convicts on

the run.

They'd surely find us and bring us back.

We'd be more than escaped prisoners.

I told you, we have friends and places to hide.

Of course.

We'd be millionaires, that's why.

Did you say millionaires? Yes, millionaires.

Well, what difference does that make to you?

You're not interested in trying to escape.

On the contrary, my dear, do tell me more.

Well, I've got a fortune in Deutronium waiting for us out there.

Waiting with friends who'll hide us until the heat's off.

Oh, I mean until the authorities get tired of looking for us. Smith!

Look, we'll get out of this somehow. Don't buy that story about escape and

hidden billions. It'll just get you in a worse jam than you're in now.

One does not sneeze at Deutronium, Major.

But still, I don't know.

Why are you thinking it? Just think how nice it'll be to be somewhere nice and

cool. And with billions in Deutronium to buy anything you might want.

To make things even more pleasant.

I'll do it.

I'll escape with you.

Don't let him know, Smith. It's hopeless.

Don't be dumb enough to stand in our way, are you?

Now you either come with us willingly or we'll drag your dead body along after

us. Please don't be difficult, Major. You must come with us or he'll kill you.

And it's much too hard to be dragging you along after us.

Smith, you're all hard.

You shouldn't have done that.

There's entirely too much talk around here. We've got to get out of here.

I am very upset about what my guards have told me about your attempt to help

an escape plot.

You and your friends must realize that escape is impossible.

The prisoners are here for life.

But it's not fair.

They're not guilty. They were framed.

The computer court doesn't agree with your idea of innocence.

Besides, isn't the word framed too harsh a word? There is no other word.

My computers indicate they are innocent.

You're correct.

Very plainly and very simply, your friends were framed.

Well, then what reason would there be for sending them to prison?

Oh, not sending them to prison.

Having them escape from prison.

We need some valuable information from Creech, the prisoner that we had her

blocked up with.

A creature's a born escape artist.

He's tried it before and he'll try it again.

And every time he does, we follow him.

Because we know that sooner or later he will lead us to his accomplices.

And the great fortune and deutronium that they've got hidden away.

But you have no right to do that.

You just can't use Don and Dr. Smith like bait without getting their

I have the right to do anything.

Here I am in command.

Here what I say is right and what is wrong.

Now, if your friends can help us to solve one of the great unsolved crimes

the galaxy, then that's just what they're going to do whether they like it

not.

That's all there is to it.

Sir. Sir.

We just got a report from the guard post in Quadrant Six.

The prisoners are missing from their assigned positions.

Shall I found the escape siren? No. There's no need for that.

Everything's going just as I planned.

Have you picked up their trail yet? Oh, yeah, sir.

They're heading for Devil's Quadrant.

Oh, beautiful.

Beautiful!

Everything just as I planned.

I love it!

Let's go and watch.

Robot, we're going to have to stop them. We can't let Don and Dr. Smith get

vaporized. We're going to have to go after them.

Once again, my magnificent track and detect system will take over. Come, Will

Robinson.

Water. I must have some water.

It's just a little ways further.

You've been saying that for hours.

He's using you, Smith.

There aren't any friends out there. And there's no fortune under Tronium.

He's lying!

There's billions in Deutronium just waiting for us.

That's just a little bit further.

Now, are you still with me, huh?

I'm with you all the way to the bank.

Why are you still

standing there with all those billions of eaters? I'm standing here because if

take one more step, I could be destroyed.

What do you mean, destroyed?

Oh, we're now entering a section separating quadrant six from the devil's

quadrant. Rumor has it that it is mined with subatomic charges.

One false step and it could be instant vaporization.

Oh, dear.

Smith. Yes?

Get up as carefully as you can.

Don't let anything move.

What do I do now?

Now, come back to work.

Following in your own footprint.

But I can't beat him.

I'll direct you.

Your left foot first.

Yes, yes.

Get back.

No, let it down right there.

Easy. Now your right foot.

Bring that back.

I can't see it.

About ten inches. Right there. Now your left foot again.

Bring it back.

Further. Right there. That's it.

Now come back with your right foot.

Back further. Further. Further. Right there.

I'm frightened.

I'm frightened. All the way. All the way. Now back.

Thank you.

I'm safe. Oh, thank heavens.

Now, we'll never know if there really were subatomic mines there.

You mean to say we've stopped here?

There's no way to get at all those billions?

Oh, sure there's a way. Right through the minefield.

As a student of modern penology, I would venture to say that there is no

minefield at all out there. They obviously know how scare rumors can be

magnified in the prison community.

What was that?

Just a scare rumor going up in Smokesmith.

What are we going to do?

I'll tell you what we're going to do. We're going back right now.

Think I solved the problem of how to get through that minefield.

When he comes through, I'll use him as a guinea pig to lead the way.

No, no, I won't let you do that. I mean, he won't let you do that.

Oh, well, maybe you can just convince him.

I can try.

Robot, we can't stop now. We've got to push on toward the Devil's Quadrant and

hope we can find Don and Dr. Smith there in time.

What's the matter?

My sensors indicate concentrations of highly radioactive material beneath the

ground ahead of us. What does that mean? A minefield.

We're going to have to pass through it fast if we're going to catch up with

them. There is only one way.

Stay here.

I will try to detonate the mines and create a passage through the minefield.

Can you do it? If the subatomic explosive charges...

are under ten alpatrons. My structure will withstand them. If not, goodbye,

Robinson. Robot!

That was an eight -alpatron charge.

My sensors also indicate that we have come to the end of the minefield.

If you can give me a push to start me, we can be on our way.

I refuse to go another foot, not another inch.

See?

You are now entering Devil Quadrant.

All we have to do is walk the length of this canyon, and we're home

free. And we collect that fortune in deuterium.

Of course. That's right for us, too.

Come on. Don't listen to him, Smith. If you go across that line, you'll be a

hunted man.

You shouldn't have done that.

Are you hurt, Bader?

Oh, good heavens, you are a wicked man.

There's nothing stopping us now. Come on.

But he's hurt. I can't leave him here like this.

Last chance, Smith.

Are you coming with me?

Or are you staying here?

But who's going to take care of him?

Look at it this way.

Who's going to take care of those billions in Deutronium?

Get up, speed up.

Get your feet up. Here, here.

Oh, dear. Why can't things be simple and uncomplicated for me?

Well, make up your mind. There's no more time.

I can't leave him here like this.

Okay. Have it your way.

indeed. Your meddling major cost me a fortune in Deutronium. That is what

happened.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I guess so.

All right to go back to Breaking Rocks in quarter and six.

Oh, no.

No, I refuse to go back to that terrible place.

Who said anything about taking you back?

After all, you're all heroes.

Knowing that Creech was going this way enabled my guards to capture his entire

gang and the missing deutronium.

Prisoner 756 -498 -273 and 756 -498 -274, I have something for you.

Your complete pardon.

Prisoner's effect.

And thank you for a job well done.

Thank you indeed.

That's hardly enough considering all the agony we've endured.

Of course it's not enough.

Here you are.

Five silver pieces for you, 273.

And for you, 274. Well, it's better than nothing.

Oh, and a pair of new boots for each of you.

Now that we're old friends, you don't mind if I call you 273 and 274.

And good luck.

On the outside world? If we never meet again, it'll be much too soon.

Oh, and remember, if you can't make it on the outside, the warden's warden

has a warm place waiting for you.

Oh.