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Last week, as you recall, our space
family's lost planet was rocked by a

of savage earthquakes.

Little did they dream that in less than
20 desperate hours, a cataclysmic

explosion would rip apart the planet's
core and disintegrate their entire world

into galactic dust.

Penny, you look like one of those old
-fashioned milkmaids coming back from

pasture. You know, it would be good to
see a pasture again.

Walking through the grass, looking for
four -leaf clover, waiting...

They snuck me off.

Do you think this is bad up at the drill
site? I don't think so.

But it could be heading that way.

I'd better warn them.

Don!

Come in, Don!

I don't know what's causing this
disturbance, but I do know one thing.

It's happening in a depth that could
crack the core of this planet and lay it

wide open.

Don, come in, Don!

Right here, John.

Listen, that last batch of detronium
fuel tested out just fine. I think we've

finally got all we need.

Well, that's good news.

How about the earthquake?

Give you any trouble?

Earthquake? What earthquake?

We got it here, but good.

Get back here right away. The next one
will hit in your area.

We'll start right back.

Judy, get Will and Smith. I'll start
loading the equipment.

In the presence of appreciative
colleagues and fellow voyagers, I now

Will! Dr. Smith!

We're leaving.

Dad just called. He said there might be
an earthquake right here in this very

area. Am I or am I not going to receive
the reverence this ceremony deserves?

You've got it, Dr. Smith.

As I was saying, William, you too.

I now unveil this noble monument, a
temple of immortality to the living and

imperishable memory of Dr. Zachary
Smith.

I name thee Spirit of Space.

Dr. Smith, it doesn't even look like
you.

It is the abstract, artistic concept of
my inner self.

Now can we leave?

My dear boy, have you no regard for the
sanctity of this moment? We've got to

get out of here. Didn't you hear what
Judy said? We might be right in the

of... You

okay?

How about you?

Your father was almost right. He said
the next one may hit in this area.

Where's Smith and Will?

They were on the other side of the ridge
when it happened.

Come on.

Ah, not even a crack.

It will endure forever.

Thank you.

Earth folk, from the look of you.

Snoopinest bunch you ever met. What are
you after?

Our drill sites up there.

That's where we get the fuel for our
ship.

And may I add, sir, that we are not
addicted to snooping.

We were much too involved dedicating my
monuments.

Mine?

Beats me why a living man wouldn't fool
with, uh... dead stone.

On the contrary, my dear sir, it will
outlast us all.

Even that earthquake left it completely
unharmed.

It was no earthquake. That was me
blasting.

I'd put up a sign if I'd known I was
going to have company.

Name's, uh... Nero.

What's yours?

I'm Will Robinson.

Will. And, uh, I am Dr. Zachary... Have
you been

here long, Mr. Nero?

Oh, long enough to get my bearing.

I didn't mean any harm.

No offense.

Where do you come from?

Oh, hither and yon in the galaxy of the
southern fish.

Home's catacornered from Fomohawk, if
you know where that is.

Well, I've heard of it.

My dear sir.

At the risk of appearing curious, may I
ask, what were you blasting for?

Cosmonium. Cosmonium.

Cos... I don't believe I've ever heard
of it.

I don't suppose it's very... precious?

Well, it is.

If you know how to get it and what to do
with it.

Purely out of scientific curiosity, Mr.
Nerim, I wonder if we might be allowed

to inspect your mining operation.

Oh, naturally, we will reciprocate by
letting you... See our drill site.

Well, I reckon there's no harm. I got
the claim all staked.

Follow me?

Dr. Smith, we've got to get back.

Nonsense, my boy. It's only because they
feared we had an earthquake.

But when we return, we'll inform them
that it was just some of Mr. Nerium's

harmless blasting.

Didn't look so harmless to me.

Don't quibble, Will. Come along.

And now, sir, where is your mine
entrance?

Oh, down there.

It ain't a bad little ride. It's been
parked, degravitized, so just do as I

I don't see him down there.

Neither do I.

Are you common or ancient?

Well, we mustn't allow our fear to
subdue our scientific curiosity, must

Well, then let's go.

What?

Oh, I'm frightened. I don't like this at
all.

That

wasn't

too much of a drop, was it?

How do we get back up?

The same way you got that.

Kick off!

Hey, hey, you need that heavier goose
than you got on to walk around here.

I'll sweep them out of the way.

But, Mr.

Darien, they're diamonds.

Bang nuisance is all they are to me. No
sooner do I sweep one lot out of the way

than there's another slew of them
dropping down from the ceiling.

See what I mean?

Now, let's get over here, and I'll show
you my refining plant.

Hey, Pop.

Come on, sonny.

Miss Denary, is it possible that what
you're refining is more precious than

diamonds?

You sure ask a lot of fool questions.

A man don't go prospecting a dozen light
years from home less than it's worth

his while.

You start shoveling ore, Zach boy.

Zach boy, indeed.

Will, would you mind? My back is very
delicate today.

Draw some off, will you?

Aren't you going to an awful lot of
trouble just to fill that tiny flask?

Will. Good things always come in small
doses.

Mr. Neri may be in the process of
capturing the very quintessence of...

what is Cosmonium, the quintessence of,
Mr. Neri?

That there is a mighty pretty word, that
boy.

Quintessence is just what this is.

Quiet. Here.

Another two or three of these, and I'll
be ready to pull out.

But aren't you going to tell us what its
properties are, Mr. Merrim?

Oh, I assure you, sir, whatever you care
to reveal will be held in the strictest

confidence. You have my word of honor on
that.

It looks like you've got little bits of
sun there, Mr. Merrim.

Don't be ridiculous, Will. What possible
use could there be for little bits of

sun?

Oh, the boy's smarter than you are,
Sackboy.

Bits of sun is just about what this is.

Quintessence of... The living force that
thaws the ice and melts the snow and...

puts living breath in everything that
grows.

That's a sight more precious than
diamonds.

Ain't it, sad boy?

Cosmonium.

The quintessence of the living force.

It's beyond price.

Beyond any price you could come up with,
mister?

Well, you boys better get on up top.

I got more blastin'.

kind of dangerous?

No. I know the geology of this here
planet like the back of my hand.

A little shaking here and there don't do
it no harm.

Don't forget to blow out some bread when
you're in the shed.

Oh, Mr. Neary.

We shall, of course, meet again.

Can't think of no good reason why we
should.

Perhaps I'll think of a reason.

Naturally, we shall hold the Tenerium's
revelations in the strictest confidence,

my boy. I promised you.

Blow, Dr. Smith.

Aye, sir.

You've got to kick off.

Oh, yes.

Kick off.

We found shelter from the storm in a
natural harbor. Now make like a

at the track. We've got to get back to
the ship.

Racehorse indeed, Major.

No, no.

This way, you blithering bump.

That second quake that you got at the
drill site gave us a reading twice as

intense as the one we got here.

I don't think this planet can stand much
more.

Well, John, what will happen to it?

Some little shaking?

It's nothing more than that, my boy.

Some of the boys don't seem to have very
good sea legs, do they?

They're not even good land lovers.

How much cosmonium, Mr. Nerium, will get
after this?

Not that I envy him, of course.

What wouldn't I give to have it?

Begin report on seismic disturbance.

Myo -seismal area of shock increasing.

Region of seismic focus now distributed
over entire planet.

Subterranean displacement of geologic
structure, total... And continuous.

Core of planet in condition of molten
ferment.

It's worse than I thought.

How bad?

I'm afraid we're on a merry -go -round
of chain reaction.

In a matter of hours, this planet will
cease to exist.

It'll disintegrate into cosmic dust.

Cosmic dust, my dear professor.

Cosmic dust indeed.

Dr. Smith, would you prefer gamma rays?

Ah, well, I don't suppose I'd be
betraying too much of confidence if I

that all of these alarums and excursions
are merely the result of some

completely harmless detonation set off
by a most remarkable mining engineer, my

very good friend, Mr.

Merrim. And just where is this very
remarkable mining engineer, Dr. Smith?

Oh, he's buried.

No, Dad, he's really there. We both saw
him.

He's got a big excavation down there up
near the drill site and lots of

equipment for... For his own private
smelting process.

What did he smelt?

You wouldn't understand, my dear, any
more than I do.

But after all, this is a free planet.

It's a disintegrating planet, Dr. Smith.

And regardless of what your very good
friend, Mr. Naram, told you about his

detonations being harmless, I'm
convinced he doesn't know what he's

And he's made it impossible for us to
remain here any longer.

Well, can't we stop him from doing any
more blasting?

If we could, darling, it wouldn't do any
good.

He's begun a destructive process that
can't be stopped. Come, come, Professor.

Let's not throw everyone into a tizzy.

I can assure you are the most reliable
authority. Never mind the reliable

authority, Smith. I agree with John.

This may be a free planet, but your
buddy, whoever he is, has made a

world out of it.

How long do we have?

Twelve, fifteen hours at the outside.

That means all systems have to be go
tomorrow morning at 0600.

Especially the fuel system.

And your destination is where?

Where it's always been, Smith, Alpha
Centauri. Indeed.

I might have considered yielding to your
panicky pressures if your destination

were Earth.

But under the circumstances, I can only
repeat that your apprehensions are ill

-founded.

I find this all rather a bore.

I think I'll take a nap.

Sanitize, please.

Thank you.

He doesn't understand a thing you've
been telling him.

No, we'll deal with him later.

You better take the children and clear
out the light stuff from the camp area.

Don and I will take care of the heavy
equipment.

We're going to have a weight problem for
takeoff, so... Just throw out

everything we don't need.

Right. All right.

Come on, children.

John, do you think we'll be able to make
it? It's really going to be touch and

go.

Hurry up.

You never realize how much stuff you
accumulate until you have to get rid of

Proving that the acquisitive instinct is
still with us. Come on, now help me

fold up this table. We're going to need
that.

All right.

Mom says I have to get rid of all this
junk.

Well, that's what you're supposed to do
with junk, isn't it? But it's my own

special junk. I'm very fond of it.

Well, maybe if you left the blue behind,
you could take some of it. Well, how

could you? I was only kidding.

That was another one of Dr.

Smith's friend's harmless detonations.
No, it was the after effect of all the

earlier ones. I studied those oar
samples from the drill site.

The inner shell of this planet's
cracking, releasing the molten iron

We're going to have to lift off sooner
than we planned.

Ready or not?

We'll be ready. Let's get back to work.

What is all this? Some sort of midnight
rebel?

Hammering, thumping, screeching at the
top of your voices, disturbing my nap?

We happen to have a deadline for
liftoff, Dr. Smith. Remember?

Oh, that again. Come on, girls.

Cosmic dust, molten core, and gamma
rays.

All that bogeyman terminology for
scaring children. How tiresome it all

Can't you get it through that thick
skull of yours, Smith? If this planet is

cracking up, and they weren't getting
off it before it does. Oh, yes, Major.

Cracking up. Another bogeyman word.

Well, Godspeed to you, as they say. Is
there anything I can do to expedite your

departure? Yes, as a matter of fact, you
can take the chariot, go up to the

drill site, pick all the equipment up
that's lying around, and bring it back

here.

Delighted to oblige. As a matter of
fact, I was thinking of going over there

this evening to have a little chat with
my friend Mr. Nerim, so that in actual

fact I will be killing two birds with
one stone, so to speak.

May I have the key to the chariot?

Thank you, Major.

Never fear.

Smith is here.

Oh, my darling.

Oh, my darling.

Oh, my dear Cosmonium.

We got us a heap of trouble, Rover.

You ain't been gnawing on this here
thruster control, have you?

Real trouble is what we got, Rover.

Plastic too much rock for my own good.

This here planet is falling apart, and
here we are without no way to get off of

it before it does.

Oh, looks like we got company.

Oh, him again.

Mr. Nerium.

Mr. Nerium, my great old friend. I saw
your lamp in the window from afar, and I

knew your latch string would be out for
me.

What are you after now?

But... But, my dear sir, you misjudge
me.

Possibly you don't realize it, but I
have been your most loyal defender.

You can't defend what ain't been
attacked.

But you have been attacked, sir, from
all sides.

My fellow travelers, or should I say my
ex -fellow travelers, are convinced that

because of your blasting, this planet in
a matter of hours will disintegrate

into cosmic dust.

Now, isn't that ridiculous?

It is ridiculous, isn't it?

What? It's the stupidest fool nonsense I
ever heard.

This here planet has got layers and
layers of rock so solid you could lay a

burning sun right on it and the sun
would just burn itself out and leave the

planet untouched.

That's exactly what I told them, but
they wouldn't listen.

They're leaving for Alpha Centauri. Of
course, they'll never make it.

As a matter of fact, I seriously doubt
whether their ship is capable of leaving

the ground.

You always get this happy when other
folks is in trouble, Zack boy.

Well, Mr. Nerim, I feel for them. I do.

But they're really not my kind.

There's not one among them I could call
partner.

Partner.

Are you, uh...

Aiming to be my partner.

Nothing would please me more.

Prospecting is in my blood, you see.

My great -great -grandfather was a 49er.
And my uncle Thaddeus discovered the

Comstock load all by himself.

Of course, they were only after mere
gold.

Not anything as priceless as cosmonium.

But they never would have understood its
worth as we do.

Eh?

Partner?

I've got to be honest with you, Maggie.

I've been a loner most of my life, and
I'm getting too old to change now.

This little poke of Cosmonium is about
the last of the diggings for me. It's

going to be like my pension fund if I
ever get back home. I don't look like I

ever will now.

Why not?

Busted thruster control on the
spaceship.

I'd give anything for a spare.

Even gamble with my pension fund.

You would?

You would gamble with this priceless
pumpkin?

Most of it, I reckon. If I had to.

Oh, but what's the use?

No one's going to bet with me.

Well, be of good cheer, my friend.

The sky is always darkest just before
the dawn.

Every cloud has a silver lining.

It does.

Yes.

And it's an ill wind that blows nobody
any good.

I may return.

How much more time do we have, Mother?
About three hours at the most, according

to your father.

Ah! How does the little busy bee improve
each shining hour?

Dr. Smith, we are not bees.

And there is nothing very shining about
three o 'clock in the morning. We just

all happen to have a very sensible
instinct for self -preservation.

Sensible, Madam.

I don't wish to sound discouraging, dear
lady, but the chances of the Jupiter II

being able to budge from this spot are
roughly a thousand to one against.

I can assure you without fear of
contradiction that this planet, like the

Jupiter itself, is here to stay.

Roll them, partner.

Roll the dice.

The quintessence of the living force.

Take one drop at bedtime and live
forever.

Oh, Dr. Smith, do you still think this
planet is here to stay?

Indubitably, madam.

Madam.

Will, can you get me the Saturn kit,
please?

Sure, dear.

Why not face it, gentlemen?

I'm afraid that all the king's horses
and all the king's men will never put

Jupiter together again.

You want a bath?

I'd be stealing your money, Major.

Smith, if you haven't anything more
constructive to contribute, get outside

unload the chariot.

That's really what I came in to talk to
you about, Professor.

My mission was a failure.

I lost my way.

You lost your way? You've been up there
a hundred times.

But never in the dark.

Here, Dad.

Thank you.

It means losing a couple of hours of my
working here if I go up now.

Maybe we'd better just forget it.

No, some of that equipment may be vital
to us if and when we land on Alpha

Centauri. Maybe I should go with him,
Dad. I've been up there at night.

All right, Dr. Smith.

You can go back up there with Will.

But regardless of how you feel about
such bogey words as cosmic dust, I want

both back here within two hours at the
outside.

Your wish is my command, sir.

We're almost there, Dr. Smith.

I thought you said you didn't know your
way in the dark.

Did I?

Well, perhaps my eyes have grown
accustomed to the darkness by now.

There's a turnoff.

Later, my boy, later.

I have a little something to deliver to
Mr. Nerim.

The poor man needs a spare part for his
ship.

You can't give him that. That's a
thruster control.

Where'd you get it?

No cause for alarm, my dear boy. I found
it on the junk pile.

Ah, here we are.

Why don't you just give him? Mr. Nerym
is a proud and conscientious man.

His pride will not allow him to accept
charity.

That's right, son.

Never accepted no charity in the whole
life.

I'd rather gamble with my life savings
than do that.

He means his cosmonaut.

What a brave man he is.

And you'd take it?

Only if I won it.

There's many a slip twixt the cup and
the lip.

Now, sir.

Shall we cut for deal?

A ten of galaxies.

And all I've got... is a deuce of
asteroids.

Looks like you're starting out lucky,
Zankboy.

Galaxies? Asteroids?

I don't believe I understand these
cards.

There's nothing to understand.

Galaxies is the big ones.

Then planets, then satellites, all the
way down to asteroids.

Hey, Dr. Smith, I think we'd better get
out of here. Nothing to worry about.

Just a little resettling, that's all.

Loser deals, right, that boy?

Yes, of course.

What you got there, boy?

Well, well.

Galaxies.

A pair.

I believe you said they were the height.

Mighty good.

And always a winner.

Except when somebody else has got a
supernova.

Supernova? You mean I lost?

You can't. I can't win them all.

It's all right, Dr.

Smith. You said you wanted to lose.

Remember? Of course. How can I forget?

Aren't you going to give me a chance for
revenge?

Well, I don't need nothing. But I've got
to get out of here. I ain't got no

time. It looks like your friends were
right about this planet.

It ain't going to be nothing but cosmic
dust pretty quick. What? It can't be.

You told me. Well, I guess my
calculations went in my cave wire.

Don't look here.

The pain.

Never mind about that, Dr. Smith. Didn't
you hear what he said? We've got to get

out of here. My dream shattered. The
quintessence of a living force gone

forever.

Look.

He left these two flasks. We'd better
return them to him.

No hurry, my boy. No hurry.

Well, it wasn't a total loss after all,
was it?

I'm not sure what you mean by that, Dr.
Smith.

But if we don't get out of here, it's us
who are going to be a total loss.

Oh, no, no, we can't let that happen.
Now that priceless pleasure has been

bestowed upon me.

Cosmonium. You don't sound too unhappy
about that, Dr. Smith.

Let's get back to the drill site.

Will?

Will!

My monument!

Oh!

Oh, dear.

It was so proud and imperishable.

We'd better go, Dr. Smith.

Will, help me to set it right.

What's the use? It can't last anyway.

Despite your misgivings.

My monument will endure forever, in one
position or another.

Peter, scoop it up. Dr. Smith?

We're leaving at 0600, and that's less
than three hours from now. And we've

still got to get the drilling equipment.

Yeah. Yeah.

said he was perfectly willing to forget
all of this drilling equipment.

Dad said we may need it on Alpha
Centauri. Then why did we have to leave

chariot so far away?

Dad said we had to conserve fuel.

Oh, the pain.

The pain.

Alpha Centauri, of all places. When
Earth is so close, he'll never make it.

really must have a very serious talk
with him. He won't listen to you.

Why not?

You've made too many mistakes lately.

First you said the blasting was
harmless, and then you said the planet

never break up.

Indeed.

Must a man be haunted by a few trivial
errors in his past?

I'll do the same. Roger. I'll keep in
touch with you as well.

All right, stand clear.

John,

you've got to find them, even if it
means... Yes, even if it means delaying

liftoff.

position.

You have to give it to him now.

Give him your pocket knife. Maybe that
will satisfy him.

Thank you.

Will, I should never have listened to
you and given him my cosmonium. I'm sure

could have persuaded him to leave
without it in another moment or two.

Give me a hand.

Dr. Smith, in another moment or two, you
wouldn't have been around to do

anything. Neither would any of us if we
don't get back to that ship in a hurry.

Let's go.

Are we ready?

Ready as well to be. All right.

Liftoff's in five minutes.

I'll be sure until now.

I don't need any more proof after this.

I'll make one last check below.

We're nearly ready, dear.

Where's Smith?

Smith?

Not here.

Smith is here.

What have you got there?

My motion sickness remedy.

All right, take it and get in the chair.

Cheers.

Oh.

I don't suppose there's anything more I
could say that would make you change

your mind about our destination.

We're not going to go through all that
again now, are we, Doctor? You realize,

of course, that no human eye has ever
seen Alpha Centauri.

All buckled up? We can't even be sure
that it's habitable.

I'm well aware of that, Doctor. In that
case, I strongly urge that we change our

course for a place that we know really
exists.

Get in that chair, Smith, and buckle
your seatbelt.

All secure?

Robot in magnetic lock.

I will maintain myself in magnetic lock
until further orders.

Now, that's a thrilling bit of news, you
bumbling birdbrain.

Well, the children are all ready. Fine.
Now, we'll go into orbit at minimum

apogee and remain in orbit around this
planet until... well, until there is no

planet. After that, we'll be free of
gravitational pull and on our way.

Couch belts will remain fast until I
give the order that they be removed.

Understood?

Yes.

We may not be able to communicate with
each other for a little while, Penny, so

is there anything you'd like to ask me?

Is Debbie going to be all right?

Oh, she'll be just fine.

Dan, are you sure you're not going to
need me to help out on top?

Well, it's going to be a tough job, but
Don and I will do the best we can.

And don't worry about Dr. Smith. I'll
take care of him.

What a comfort you are in my hour of
need.

Judy, you look simply beautiful.

Thank you, Dad.

I... What?

What's that for?

Well, because I'm so proud of you.

And because you've taken such good care
of us.

And because I love you.

Oh, yes, there's something I forgot to
tell you.

You've been the most uncomplaining,
patient partner a man could wish for

we've been here.

Thank you, darling.

Well, there's been a very good reason
for it.

You... You just have time to strap up.

I suppose at any moment now, the planet
will disintegrate into cosmic dust.

If the professor's predictions are
accurate.

Disintegrate indeed.

At least I can burst on fire.

Roger.

No power.

It's starting to roll.

We can't pull free of the planet's
gravity.

Can't take four.

Try a five -second burst on the main
bank again.

Roger, here goes.

John?

John, what's happening to us?

We can't pull three.

It was short on our thruster control.

Hang on, we'll fix it.

I sure wish we had that old thruster
control now.

What do you mean?

There was one on the junk pile.

Dr. Smith gave it to that old mining
engineer.

If only I hadn't done it.

It's all up with us now because of me.

I didn't find it on the junk pile.

I found it on a central astrogator.

Well, I think you'd better get right up
there and tell them what you did.

I can't do it now.

I'm strapped in. Well, then unstrap and
get right up there.

I can't resist.

Well, I think you'd better go up with
him.

You will bear me out, won't you, Bill,
when I tell them that I make no harm. It

was just a vagrant impulse.

You'll have to explain that yourself.

I don't know what a vagrant impulse
means.

What are you doing up here? You had
strict orders.

Dr. Smith has something to tell you,
darling.

What is it? Nothing at all. That is, if
you're able to repair what appears to be

wrong. So far, I know luck.

You'd better tell him, Doctor.

I only did it out of the goodness of my
heart.

Did what?

Donated one of our thruster controls to
Mr. Nerim.

The one that was there.

I think we're finally on our way.

Good.

So out of the goodness of your heart,
you nearly signed all our death

Except his own, naturally. He was quite
sure that all the king's horses and all

the king's men couldn't put the Jupiter
back together again.

Believe me, Major, I have the deepest
admiration for your remarkable

But nothing pleases me more than to be
proved wrong.

You sure know how to change your mind
fast, Dr. Smith.

When circumstances demand it, my boy.

Well, I take it that Dr. Smith explained
what he did.

Well, darling, Dr. Smith's explanations
are like a box of magic tricks.

Mom! Dad!

Come here, quick!

The nova flare.

Oh, it looks like a rainbow after a
storm.

After the storms we've been through, I
think we're entitled to it.

Oh!

I think I see a familiar planet out
there.

Dr. Smith, that's a red dwarf star. For
a moment, I thought it might be...

Forget about it, Smith.

Whatever you thought it might be, we
happen to be pulling away from it at

50 % of light velocity.

Light velocity.

Oh, dear.

I can feel my motion sickness coming
back.

Oh, the pain.

The pain.

Closer to two million, son.

Wow, we must be traveling at close to
speed of light.

Just about, Will.

What a pity we have no idea where we are
traveling to.

We'll know once we spot a familiar star
and get a fix on it.

The trouble is, there are billions of
stars out there, and they all look

familiar. He's right. I can't tell one
from the other. Of course not, Sue. And

you don't know anything about astronomy.

But Dad does, and so does Dad. That is
devoutly to be wished.

Howsoever, I think I shall do a little
stargazing on my own.

You mean you're going to take another
nap?

Spare me the barbs, Major. Just remember
they laughed at Copernicus, too.

You, sir, come with me.

And you, come with me, my dear.

I want to stay here with Dad and Don.
They may need my help.

Not as much as I do.

Holy cow!

Now, let's see.

Earth should be back here.