All language subtitles for lost_in_space_s01e28_a_change_of_space

Last week, as you recall, Will and Dr.
Smith had climbed up to a plateau of

cosmic dust to investigate a strange
glowing light, little dreaming that it

soon to lead them on an unbelievable
journey through space.

I thought we'd never reach this plateau.

That mountain must be 20 ,000 feet high
at the very least.

I can hardly breathe at that altitude.

It's only 100 feet higher than the
campsite, Dr. Smith. I checked it. Oh,

there must be something in the
atmosphere that affects my asthma.

Well, do you see it?

No, but it's got to be around here
somewhere. I remember that rock.

Now tell me again. What did you actually
see?

Well, it was about sundown, and I saw
something glinting. Never mind the

glinting. Tell me about the colors.

They were all silvery and gold.

Ah, yes.

Obviously an outcrop of a very rare and
precious metal leading to a mother load.

That's not what Dad thought when I told
him about it. Just some iron pyrite. I

guess that's all it is.

Indeed. Your father's knowledge of
geology leaves much to be desired.

I'm a pretty good geologist.

Of course you are, my boy.

And you'll be a good deal better, Will,
when we prove that what you saw confirms

my own theory.

Now climb up on that rock and see if you
can locate it.

Well, have you spotted it?

Not yet.

Can't you see anything?

Well, I see the Jupiter.

And there's Mom and Penny. They're doing
the washing.

Spare me the dreary domestic story.

Look for that outcrop.

Golly! What is it? Do you see it?

I see it. Where? Where? Show me.

It's over that way.

You'd better be careful, Dr. Smith.

Dad thought there might be cosmic dust
pits on this plateau with no bottom.

Nonsense, my boy.

In the interest of science, one's
personal safety is of no consequence.

If you panic, you'll just sink faster.
So don't panic.

I'm not panicking.

I'm not panicking.

Just get me out of there.

Oh, thank goodness.

If this plant hadn't been here, there's
no telling how far down you might have

dropped. That's why cosmic dust fissures
are dangerous.

Just spare me the preachments.

Help me up, my boy.

Oh, thank goodness.

What do we do now?

Jump across it. Jump?

Sure.

Careful. It's not too tough now. Watch
me.

Come on. It's easy.

Agility, like youth, is wasted on
children.

I cannot do it, and I will not do it.

Dr. Smith.

No.

Jump.

The things I do in the interest of
science.

Now, my boy, let's not waste any more
time in idle chatter. We must find that

outcrop. Come along.

You're lagging, Will. Where's your
stamina?

Well, well, look.

It's just decomposed granite.

It's not even shining.

Fool's gold.

Nothing but an optical illusion.

But we must have seen something shining.

never received any signals before.

I wonder where it came from. Don't get
too close, Bill.

If it contaminates you, you'll
contaminate me. And before you know

As you can plainly see, Will's urgent
summons that you come here was really

quite unnecessary.

His having seen a precious metal was
nothing but a mirage.

He never said it was precious metal,
Doctor.

And that ship, that ship certainly is no
mirage. Well, it's of no earthly use to

me.

Well, why does everything have to have
an earthly use, Doctor?

Don't let him answer that, or we'll be
standing here hours listening to the

miseries of a galactic castle.

Major, you irk me.

I wonder what kind of a guidance and
propulsion system it has.

Well, I got a quick look at it when the
hatch was opened. It's compact as a

protein pill.

Well, that's really compact.

Let's see what you make of this protein
pill, robot.

I know involved polysyllabic jargon, if
you please. Just simple basic facts that

we can all understand.

Design, guidance, and propulsion systems
of extra -galactic special delivery

vehicle indicate unlimited thrust,
scope, and speed.

I wonder what it delivers.

Well, maybe the extra -galactic special
delivery mail.

It does as such conform to a space relay
station.

Well, how about digging a little deeper,
Rover?

And clearer, you gargulous gargoyle.

Space capability of vehicle.

Subject to errors inherent in my limited
extragalactic experience.

May reach velocity of light squared.

Squared? Well, that's impossible.

Vehicle capable of circumnavigating the
universe.

Space penetration is...

possible up to and including the sixth
dimension.

Warning! Yes?

Unpredictable modifications in cell
structure are a hazard of such

multidimensional spaceflight.

Wow.

That's some pill.

That's right.

Until we know more about it, I suggest
that no one get close to it.

We'll bring out some testing equipment
in the morning.

Let's go back to camp.

I'll be right there. All right.

Remarkable vehicle.

I wonder what else it can do.

Well, if you know how to work it, it can
get you wherever you want to go and

nothing flat.

Isn't that enough?

Ample. That is, if I knew more about
navigating it.

Is it very complicated, my encyclopedic
friend?

Very compact.

Tell me more.

Its design is simplicity itself.

Getting better all the time.

How simple.

What do you want from me?

Blood?

Spare me the self -pity.

Now move in closer and let me have the
answer.

Dr. Smith, Dad didn't want any of us
getting too close.

Is this scurrilous scatterbrain to be
considered one of us? Indeed he is not.

is here to obey my orders. Move.

I'm waiting.

Me too.

You cowardly clump. You're not close
enough.

Now advance and let yourself be
recognized.

Find out how it works.

Dr. Smith, I just don't... Quiet, my
boy. I'm in command here. Move!

Ground!

Ground!

What is it saying?

Computers require readjustment to alien
tongue.

But tone of voice indicates a warning of
some kind.

Then readjust quickly.

Dear boy, I wouldn't say anything about
this to anyone.

We can put it back together again in the
morning.

Now, Will, I really don't think we
should stay here any longer.

Something is very wrong. I don't like
it. Now, come along, Will.

You're okay now.

Do you know what happened to you?

Inaccurate wavelength adjustment.

Initiated hostile reaction.

The error was mine.

Due to limited extragalactic experience.

Well, we'll try again tomorrow.

If it's still here, I sure hope it is.

Do you know what that's all about?

Specifically, negative.

But assumption is...

That extra -galactic vehicle is in go
condition for liftoff. Go?

to control.

I'm ready for liftoff.

I sure wish I knew who belongs to this
ship.

I have to thank him for letting me look
around.

So you see, my dear cousin Joan, no
matter what you may have heard to the

contrary, life can be very normal on a
strange and remote planet.

Will still has to be reminded not to be
late for dinner, and Penny is still

forgetful about her personal appearance.

Oh, and Judy is just a little bit too
critical.

Looks like a comet.

It might be that extra -galactic special
delivery space vehicle taking off in

its appointed rounds.

If it is, I can't say that I'm sorry.

Oh, my, don't let Will hear you say
that.

By the way, why isn't he out here?
Surely he must have heard it. When he's

concentrating on one of his projects, he
can shut out any sound that might

interfere. Like a dinner call.

I think I'll go tell him what he missed.

No, dear, I think that would be rather
unkind.

Now you just let him continue what he
wasn't on.

Oh, what a lovely, peaceful night this
is.

Yeah, it's sure nice to be alone for a
change.

You know, you'd think on a planet this
size, it would be easy to get away from

it all.

Oh, am I interrupting anything?

I hope that's not why you came. Of
course not.

I'm looking for Will. We were supposed
to play a game of chess this evening.

Well, I haven't seen him.

One, two, three, four. One, two, three,
four. One, two, three, four. One, two,

three, four.

What are you supposed to be doing?

What you should all be doing.

maintaining your youthful vigor with a
conscientious space fitness program, I

regret to announce that this very day I
found a white hair in my head which

accounts for these comprehensive
calisthenics.

And you expect to change its color with
all this women's vigor, huh, Smith?

Spare me your caustic remarks, Major.

They fall on deaf ears.

Say, aren't you supposed to be
replanting the hydroponic garden after

night's storm?

Don't pray to me about food, Major. Man
does not live on bread alone.

One, two, three, four. Oh, no. We sure
picked a nice quiet spot tonight, didn't

we? You're supposed to be in your
cubbyhole, mister.

Affirmative. However, due to temporary
breakdown at alien site, my schedule was

interrupted. What were you doing at the
alien site?

He's throbbing at the tapes with his
usual egomaniacal eccentricity.

Negative.

Reporting liftoff of extragalactic
vehicle.

We're way ahead of you, robot. We heard
it and saw it.

With amateur pilot aboard.

What do you mean by amateur?

I mean Will Robinson.

Will took off in the alien spaceship?

Affirmative. And computations indicate
an imminent return.

Penny, get your mother and father
quickly. We're going out there. Come on,

Smith.

You all right?

Will?

Will? Your mother asked you a question.

Not really, Dad.

She was just expressing her momentary
emotional anxiety in rhetorical terms.

Certainly the state of my physical well
-being should be apparent to all.

Will, I don't understand.

Why are you speaking like that?

Like what, Mother?

Well, it isn't like you to answer my
questions with an analysis of my

I'm sorry if the operation of my mind
doesn't please you, but that's just the

way I am.

The boy is showing a remarkably
independent spirit, rather like mine.

Be quiet, Smith.

Incidentally, you've been conditioned to
accept the velocity of light as a

limiting factor in space travel.

Well, my flight disproved that theory.

Yes, I can see that.

I'd, um... I'd like to talk to you about
it.

And your experience.

Certainly, Father.

But it may be a little hard for you to
understand, so I'll try to simplify it.

Well, thank you.

I'll have to see what I can do about
improving on this weapon.

It's very antiquated.

What? Absolute.

That goes for us, too, I suppose.

I believe the boys unlocked the secrets
of the universe.

We have a latter -day Einstein in our
midst.

I don't like obvious flattery, Dr.
Smith.

Next time, try to be a little more
subtle.

I beg your pardon.

I meant no offense.

You and I must have a nice, long chat
very soon, my boy.

Not until his mother and I have had a
much longer one with him, Dr. Smith.

By the way, weren't you supposed to be
working in the hydroponic garden?

The hydroponic garden?

Oh, yes. It completely slipped my mind.
But I shall attend to it immediately

after dinner.

No, you won't. There won't be any dinner
until you get that job done.

Indeed. I shall very likely starve.

Man does not live by bread alone,
remember, Smith?

Bah, Major.

Come along, Will.

the first thing you'll have to do is
discard everything you know about energy

conversion factors.

Well, it's impossible, son.

I was afraid you'd say that. How can I
teach you anything if you won't accept

what I say?

We don't want you to teach us anything,
Will.

We just want you to tell us what
happened to you out there.

I wasn't aware that anything had
happened to me.

And if you insist on asking these
primitive and emotional questions, I

able to tell you anything.

Come here, son.

Now, before you took that flight, You
and I had a natural, easygoing

relationship. The kind of thing that's
normal between a father and his son.

You're saying I'm abnormal now.

But I'm not, Dad. I know what I was
like.

And I haven't really changed.

Maybe you have.

No, he hasn't really changed. He's just
become a far out super genius, is all.

What happened in here? Will was almost
in tears.

Well, at least he experienced that
primitive emotion.

He's still a boy.

Has he given you reason to doubt it?

Well, not to doubt it, Maureen, but to
recognize that he's undergone a

tremendous acceleration in intellectual
maturity since he took that flight.

In many ways, he's way ahead of us.

Yeah, I might have to bone up on
multidimensional flight phenomena before

talk to me again.

Well, it can't harm him, can it? No.

Only in his relationship to us.

Will, would you like to help me, please?

Help you with what?

Transplanting some of these vegetables.

Is it necessary?

We have to eat.

Your methods are very elementary.

Oh, do you know any better ones?

Yes, but it would be useless explaining
them to you.

Look, Will, I realize you're a brain
now, but that doesn't mean you have to

everybody else down.

Your hypersensitivity is showing, Julie.

Now, if we keep this up, you'll probably
stomp out of here in a corny feminine

hug. Well, I've got news for you, Will
Robinson.

I'm going to do exactly that right now.

Poor kid. No intellectual discipline.

Hey, Will.

Want revenge because I beat you at chess
last time?

You beat me?

Have you forgotten?

It just isn't possible.

Isn't it? Well, just for that, I'll do
it again.

It's useless.

We don't stand a chance.

But you might as well find out for
yourself.

Well, what's the matter with you?

I don't know.

Come on, Penny. Let's play.

I'll let you make the first move, Penny.
Not that it'll help.

Gee, thanks.

I'm sorry, Penny.

Sorry? About what?

This game's getting kind of boring.

What do you mean?

Now, try not to get all sensitive like
Judy, but you might as well know you're

already lit.

I am not.

It's inevitable, Penny.

Now, when you attack with your bishops,
I'll take them.

And then you'll get all busy with your
knights, but by that time I'll have your

king.

You know so much, don't you? I'm sorry,
Penny, but that's just the way it is.

Well, why don't we just play the game
and see?

There's no fun when you know what's
going to happen ahead of time. There's

challenge. Well, well, well.

Playing the game of great minds, I see.
May I kibitz a bit?

Nothing to kibitz.

I've had it.

Now then.

Don't trouble yourself, Dr. Smith. We're
not evenly matched. Perhaps not.

But we could have a little chat.

About what?

Oh, ships and shoes and sealing wax.

In other words, multidimensional
excursion vehicles.

How did you know?

You're very transparent to me, Dr.
Smith.

Really?

How delightful.

Then we understand each other well.

No, I understand you. Now, what's on
your mind? Not that my answer will do

any good.

Don't underestimate the intellectual
resources of Zachary Smith, my boy.

Now tell me, if I were to undertake a
flight in that vehicle, would it do for

what it has done for you?

Even if it did, I'm not sure you could
handle it. Let me worry about that.

How would you like to give me a few
pointers on the technique involved in

piloting that vehicle?

For what ulterior motives, Dr. Smith?

Ulterior motives?

Aye.

All right, then I'll explain them to
you.

One, you can hardly wait to leave.

Two, you're hoping that if you can learn
to fly that vehicle, it'll make you

some sort of lord of the galaxies.

Three, if you can ever guide it back to
Earth... You'll become president of the

United States at the very least.

Really? I hadn't thought of that, but it
does sound intriguing.

Go on.

I'm sorry, Dr. Smith.

But you and I don't communicate on the
same level of maturity.

Very well, William Robinson Socrates
Einstein.

I'm not done with you yet.

Dad would give me permission. I could
pack all this into one -tenth of the

space.

No, he's not ready for it yet.

You're oversized, too, as well as being
obsolete.

A product of contemporary technology is
incapable of obsolescence.

Have you got a lot to learn?

Will?

You should be asleep.

I don't need as much sleep as I used to,
Mother. Well, you may not think you do

with so much going on in that wonderful
mind of yours.

But you still need your sleep.

No one else thinks my mind's wonderful.

They think I'm some sort of freak
eyebrow.

Oh, nonsense. Of course they don't.

Underneath, you're still the same boy
you always were.

I don't feel that way.

Oh.

I tell you what.

Tomorrow, let's all go on a picnic.

And if you enjoy it as much as you
always did, then you'll know you haven't

changed. I don't think it'll help.

But I'll go.

All right.

Come on, now. Let's go to bed.

Will, my dear boy, what are you doing
out here?

I couldn't sleep.

Ah, what a brilliant design. What a
magnificent concept.

What is it?

A reconstruction of the Jupiter II. Not
that you'd understand it or anyone else.

I realize that. That's why I'm here.

I've made a very important decision,
Will.

Oh, who do you plan to get in trouble
this time?

Oh, ye of little faith.

The fact is, my boy, that at the gravest
risk to myself, and for purely

altruistic reasons only, I am willing to
undertake a flight in that vehicle.

Let's hear those altruistic reasons, Dr.
Smith.

There is only one reason, my boy.

You. Oh, it hurts me deeply to see you
suffer the pangs of intellectual

isolation. You need someone to soar with
you above the common herd, to be an

intellectual giant like yourself.

I volunteer for that perilous
assignment.

I got back okay, so it's not so
perilous. Now, let's skip the big talk,

You're not very kind, are you?

All I want is to see you happy, to give
you the companionship and the

understanding that you deserve.

Isn't that what you need?

It might be nice to have someone I
wouldn't have to talk down to.

But there's just one problem.

What problem?

You're not doing this for me.

Oh, my dear Miss Guided Boy.

We might get on a whole lot better if
you'd admit that you were doing this for

yourself, Dr. Smith. You have cut me to
the quick.

What can I say?

It doesn't matter, because I'd see
through it no matter what you say.

But I guess it's wrong to hold back
scientific knowledge from someone who

wants to know.

Oh, I do.

I do.

And we might get on a little bit better
once you've been out there.

We'll be bosom buddies.

You sound phony when you say that, Dr.
Smith.

But... Here.

Here's a layout of the guidance system.
Yes.

Hatch control here. Hatch control.

Power acceleration here. I see.

You're on retro rockets here. Yes.

Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me.

Oh, I'm going to Louisiana with a banjo
on my knee.

Yes.

Power on.

Main roster.

Lord of the galaxies, Lord Zachary
Smith.

Going out to the drill site, Will. You
want to come along?

Not right now. I'm waiting for Dr. Smith
to get back.

Where is he?

Right now, I say he's probably on the
return leg of the flight.

You mean that liftoff we heard earlier?
It was Dr. Smith.

He was very insistent, and I thought the
experience might do him some good.

Shall we go welcome him?

I don't know why we should give him a
welcome. Because if he tries any of that

superior knowledge, he might have gotten
on me.

He... Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

See what just happened to me?

Look at my face and weep. Oh, because I
listened to you, you young upstart.

The pain.

The pain.

Oh, dear.

What a calamity. What a tragic end.

Laid low in the prime of my life.

Weak and afflicted with the infirmities
of age.

I feel cold.

I think I'd like a little more broth,
please.

Put some soft bread in it. My teeth are
not what they used to be.

Hurry. Poor Dr. Smith.

Isn't there something we could do to
help him? There must be.

We'll make all the tests we can, but I
don't think it'll do any good.

Don, here, why don't you take it to him?

Me?

Yes, go on. It might make him feel
better.

Go ahead.

Okay.

There you are now, Dr. Smith. A nice,
warm souffle.

How about that, huh? Thank you, Major.

Very kind of you. And high time, too.

No, no, doctor. Listen.

Doctor, John and I are going to do
everything we can to try to find out

happened to you out there.

It's quite unnecessary, Major.

You will soon be performing an autopsy.
At my mortuary, maybe.

Now, listen. You see, if we can simulate
the conditions of your flight in a test

chamber, we might get a lead on how to
counteract the effect, you see. You

really think so?

Well, we're going to do everything we
can.

Now, can you tell us what your velocity
was when the change occurred?

I can't remember.

I can only remember things of long ago,
when I was young and handsome, and life

was full of promise.

I think I might be able to manage a
little dessert, please.

Something nice and sweet, if you'd be so
kind.

Well, I'm glad to see your appetite's
okay.

Will you begrudge me my last remaining
pleasure?

Give me a reading.

93 .2 and steady.

All right, I'll try more acceleration.

According to my calculations, I don't
think that the results... Be quiet,

It's going into the red zone. We'll cut
the power.

trying to tell you what happened.

Oh, John.

Well, looks as though whatever carved a
space myth went through, we'll never

simulate it here.

I might be able to get some answers with
a four -year analysis.

Or better yet, I might make another test
flight.

Oh, no, I don't want to hear any more
talk about a test flight.

Must you disturb an old man's rest with
your horseplay?

I should never have allowed you to raise
my hopes.

I'm doomed.

We haven't given up, Dr. Smith.

Oh, please, don't raise my hopes again.
My nerves can't stand it.

I can see I must prepare for the end.

But please, Professor, keep trying and
don't lose any time. Your results might

be useful to others, even though I will
not be here to benefit from them.

Help an old man up the ramp, Curry.

Here, Dr. Smith.

Dad,

I don't think his molecular change is
irreversible. What's that supposed to

mean? Well, darling, I'm not sure I
agree with him, but I think will means

there's hope for Dr. Smith.

I guess what we need is a fountain of
youth.

Or its deep space equivalent.

Yeah, well, anyway, we'll get going on
our version of the fountain of youth in

the morning while you get to work on
yours.

Well, Willie, have you discovered
anything?

Not yet, Dr.

Smith. It takes time.

Time and tide wait for no man. I should
never have listened to you.

I could do a lot better if you'd give me
some of your venerable blood.

Oh, no. No, I have barely enough to go
around.

It's just one drop. No, no, it could
make the difference between life and

to me.

Well, it's not easy trying to test the
reversibility of molecular change with

just one white hair.

Beginning to think the only other way is
a test flight.

What would you do on a test flight,
Sonny?

Well... First, I'd try putting the
guidance system in reverse.

Brilliant idea.

Do you think it would work?

It's scientifically feasible.

However, out there, there's no
guarantee.

No matter.

I'm ready to try anything.

What has an old man got to lose?

Not much, I guess.

Then it's all settled.

You'll go at once.

Me?

But you're the one who would have to
change, Dr. Smith.

Surely you don't expect an old party
like me to risk a test flight. I might

a seizure en route, and then you'd never
know what happened.

As a dedicated scientist, it's your duty
to make the flight.

Well, I would if I could persuade Dad to
let me go.

Good heavens.

An intellectual giant with your maturity
having to ask permission from Daddy?

He's still my father.

But not your intellectual equal.

He's pretty good.

You'd feel a lot better if he knew more
than I did.

It's not much fun when you have to
explain things to your own father and

everyone else besides.

Ah, what filial delusion.

Think how proud he'd be when you told
him why you did it after you came

back. If the reversibility principle
works, I'll be the way I was before,

Oh. Happy it will make your dear mother
to have her own little Willie back

with her again.

Oh,

my eyes. Oh, my eyes.

What's happening?

Such courage, such devotion. You have a
remarkable son together.

Dr. Smith, you'd better explain and
quickly.

He's reversing the irreversible.

What do you mean, Dr. Smith?

You'll be your own darling little Willie
again. And when I go, I shall come back

my own former youthful handsome self.

Will you crazy old fool?

John, please, go get Penny. We've got to
get over there.

You're coming too, foxy grandpa.

Steady, major, steady. I still have a
delicate back, you know.

Steady.

I'm not sure that's the same ship.

What do you think, John?

I don't know.

It does look a little different.

Well...

I wish I knew. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

The poor boy has reversed himself beyond
all recognition.

Don't you recognize me, Willie? Mr.
Zachary Smith, your loyal and lifelong

friend. Words cannot express what I feel
for you at this very moment.

But I'm sure some words will come to me
presently.

In the meantime, have you any hopeful
news for me?

Where is my other vehicle?

It was here.

Where is my other vehicle?

Well, thank goodness it's not Will.

Then who is it? Who is it?

It was here.

It belongs to me.

Translate message that it will return
soon.

It was taken by my son, Will, but not
the law.

I demand it now.

I demand it now.

He must give us a little time.

Domza! Hemle! Menvie!

Oh! Johnny, you all right?

Just done.

My dear sir, you see before you an
unhappy creature who until a few short

ago was in the full flower of his youth.
Don't you realize he can't understand

one word? He might hear the plea for
pity in my voice.

You are the king?

Oh yes, until a little while ago I was
truly a monarch, a veritable emperor of

man.

He wouldn't hurt me, would you? He
wouldn't hurt you, no, Dad.

I wait.

C -300.

He goes by light velocity.

He'll wait five minutes.

What are you doing?

If Will isn't back in five minutes.

He's got Smith as a hostage, I guess.

Our king.

Don, if I can attract his attention,
maybe you can work your way around

him.

I'll try.

Robot, request alien's permission to
examine his velocimeter.

Understood?

Affirmative.

Kind friend.

Try to make this creature understand
that I was speaking only figuratively

I referred to myself as a monarch.

Negative. Computer is preempted for more
important processing.

Watch out! Stay inside!

Hold your fire.

Unless we can hit him without
endangering Will.

Will, be careful!

What are you doing here?

Ah, Willie.

I think I've got good news for you. Good
news?

Look there.

He's going to punish you for barrowing
his ship by abducting me.

I'll be Shanghai'd to a terrible fate.

Not if I can explain why I took it.

Will you help me?

I'll try.

Hello there.

We were wondering when you'd show up.

I hope you're not angry because I
borrowed your vehicle.

Twice.

The first time, I did it because I
got... carried away.

And the second time, I did it for Dr.
Smith.

Yes, he did it. It was for me.

I wanted to test out its... It's your...
To

see whether it could change him back.

He wasn't always the way he is now.

He never had this beard before he took a
ride in your vehicle.

I guess that makes three rides we took
in all.

Don't shoot.

Maybe I can talk him out of it.

Let him try.

I hope you'll let Dr. Smith go.

Because if you're thinking of taking him
back to where you come from, wherever

that is, and making him a slave or
something, personally, I don't think

work.

He's not much use when it comes to work
anyway.

And he can't live much longer. Oh, dear.
Oh, dear.

Unless you take him up for a ride in
your vehicle and change him back.

He'd be very grateful, and so would I.
Oh, we would. We definitely would.

Do you understand?

Wait!

Wait! What are you doing to him?

No! What are you doing to him?

Don't go away!

I guess it didn't do much good talking
to that alien.

We'll never see Dr. Smith again.

Oh, poor Dr.

Smith. All we can do is hope that
wherever he is, he'll survive.

Maybe he'll be a brain like I was.

You mean you're not a brain anymore?

Not half as much as Dad or Don.

Now there's not much more we can do
here.

Let's go back to camp

In

memory

of dr.

Zachary Smith who was transferred from
this spot to the vast unknown of the

sixth dimension.

Gone but not forgotten.

Indeed.

And indeed.

And indeed.

He did what I asked.

To paraphrase a 19th century master of
the written word, the report of my

disappearance seems to have been greatly
exaggerated.

Well, I think I can guess where he's
going, but I still don't know why he

here. This would probably explain it if
I could understand it.

He gave it to me just before he let me
go.

The robot might know.

Splendid idea.

Of course, it could be a key to his city
for an honored guest.

Translate it for us, my dear friend.

I bid you farewell.

Planet is unsuitable as extragalactic
relay station.

From the brave youth, I have learned
your speech.

I knocked off some of the bearded one's
ears to please the youth.

He sure is a dandy.

Of all the ungenerous in me.

You could have made me a few years
younger than I was before.

Smith, you haven't changed a bit.

As for you, sir, I'll attend to you
later.

Is

this the place?

Yes. But as I told you before, the laser
pistol is beyond recovery.

You know we've never checked out this
particular area.

I ought to wring your neck for allowing
Walter to come here. He wanted to

collect some unusual rock specimens.

Besides, why all this fuss about one
small, unimportant weapon?

Anyone would think I had lost the crown
jewels.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, that
laser's a lot more valuable. We need it,

we're going to get it.

Very well.

If you insist.

I certainly do.

There it is, on the floor of the cave.

Well, for two buttons and an old
shoestring, I'd make you climb down

get it.

Oh, you wouldn't.

You know that I have a phobia about
heights. I get extremely dizzy.

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

You said you heard this sound.

You threw your laser, and then a small
lizard appeared.

You screamed, dropped the pistol, and
ran.

You have your facts completely awry,
sir. In the first place, the lizard was

small, it was huge.

In the second place, I did not drop my
pistol. The reptile flung it from my

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

I made a calm, orderly retreat.

Knowing your unquestioned bravery in the
past, I can believe that.

All right, I'll get the laser.

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

Yes, yes, I can do that.

Never fear.

Never fear. You're in good hands.

All right, now pay it out slowly.

Yes, I can do that.

Careful.

Slow.

A little more slack.

More slack coming up.

Mr. Caden!