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Last week, as you recall, we left Will,
Dr. Smith, and the robot busily

repairing the weather station, unaware
that a fierce band of giant alien

warriors were even now landing on their
forgotten planet.

Here are the other tools, Dr. Smith. Ah,
splendid.

Cutters.

Cutters.

There.

Finished.

William, our operation is a smashing
success.

The operation is a success, but
unfortunately, the patient is dead.

Nonsense, Ninny. This weather station is
completely operational.

You failed to secure the wires of the
sensitizer.

Maybe you'd better check the wiring
again, Dr. Smith, just in case.

Nonsense, my boy.

It's an absolutely perfect order. Now
pick up the tools.

Hello, son.

Oh, hi, Dad.

Well, how's it going, Smith?

Do you wish to answer the question, Dr.
Smith, or shall I?

Hold your tongue, sir.

Ah, Professor.

Finished. A push of the switch is all
that is necessary.

Very good.

Then you shall have the honor of
connecting the relay station to Jupiter

Splendid.

Observe.

Observe.

Obviously, a faulty relay.

Attention, attention.

Alien approaching.

He's a veritable giant.

He doesn't seem hostile. Let's find out
what he's doing here.

We've had experience with these strange
space creatures before, you know. I'm

John Robinson from the planet Earth.

He probably doesn't understand.

I'll offer him my hand. That's a
universally understood gesture. Oh, it's

excellent idea.

Yes, I'm a friend too.

I said put him down.

You must forgive Gromak. He meant you no
harm.

Oh, sure. Anybody could see he was just
having a little fun. Fun.

I'm John Robinson from the planet Earth.

Dr. Smith and my son, Will.

How do you do?

Hi.

Who are you?

I'm known as Miko.

You fought well. I didn't think you
would win.

Let's get something straight. You saw
the fight?

And enjoyed it very much, too.

You could have stopped it at any time.
Why didn't you?

It is good to see two strong creatures
battle.

Besides, I wanted to find out who was
better.

Professor Robinson flattened that
gentleman like the proverbial pancake.

Yes, I was surprised.

It is said throughout the galaxy that
Earth men are weak and without courage.

Well, that just shows you that you can't
believe everything you hear.

Do you live on this planet, Mr. Michael?

No, I am here for only a short while.

Unfortunately, it appears that our stay
here will be on a more permanent basis.

Our spaceship was damaged in an
accident.

That is too bad.

Mr. Michael, you wouldn't by any chance
happen to be going anywhere near Earth

when you leave.

Sorry, I shall be returning to my own
planet.

Pity. Yes, isn't it?

Professor Robinson, how much do you
weigh?

About 190 Earth pounds.

190?

Behind you, Professor!

Just what do you think you're doing?

Nearly a test. I meant no offense.

You're not making too much sense, Mr.
Michael.

Maybe you'd better explain.

I am a fight promoter, Professor
Robinson.

Every year, I hold a series of bouts on
this planet.

These gamma gains, as we call them.

are televised throughout the entire
galaxy and witnessed by hundreds of

millions. Well, you've got a great
rating, but what has that got to do with

You should be very happy, Professor.

I have chosen you to be one of my
fighters.

You may become champion of the entire
galaxy.

You must be joking, Mr. Marko. I'm no
fighter.

You are intelligent, agile, and strong.
You have all the necessary requirements.

Well, thanks for the compliments, but no
thanks.

Professor Robinson, you could become
champion of the entire galaxy.

Do you realize what that could mean?

No, I don't. And what's more, I don't
care.

You've got yourself the wrong man. Come
on, son, let's go.

What a shame.

Professor Robinson has passed up a
magnificent opportunity.

Did you say opportunity?

No Earthman has ever fought in the games
before.

The entire galaxy will be watching.

I have never been particularly fond of
sports.

They're so... they're so healthy.

Yes, but they can also be extremely
rewarding.

Do you mean to say that the contestants
are paid?

Only the winners.

They receive riches beyond your wildest
dreams.

Riches, indeed. How very, very
interesting.

Are you coming, Dr. Smith?

I shall be along in a moment, dear boy,
as soon as I replace the relay.

You'd best go along with your father.
You know, a head injury may be very

serious. He might suffer a series of
dizzy spells.

I think you'd better run along, too, you
roly -poly rowdy.

Private business.

Mr. Michael, you were saying riches.

I think you and I should have a little
talk.

What did you have in mind, Dr.

Smith? I had in mind Professor Robbins.

How would you like to have him fight in
your games after all?

I'd be delighted, but he's already
turned down my offer.

A decision which was made in great
haste.

Are you saying that you can get him to
change his mind?

No doubt about it at all, my dear sir.
He and I enjoy a very close

He always follows my advice on important
matters.

No one can doubt that your opinion is
extremely valued.

Thank you, my dear sir. Your perception
both delights and amazes me. All that is

required is that I suggest that he
fights, and it will be done.

Naturally, as a promoter, I shall expect
a few minor considerations for myself.

Minor considerations.

How much, as you call it, is the payoff?

Payoff, sir?

It's such an unpleasant word, isn't it?

I shall require half of those great
riches you mentioned earlier, as well as

passage for myself back to earth.

Dr. Smith, again, as you say, you have
got yourself a deal.

And you, sir, have got yourself a new
champion.

fool. Now you cannot fight.

You are useless to me.

Michael,

what are you doing?

This stupid creature has eliminated
himself from the games.

He's injured his arm. But surely he will
heal in time. You wouldn't be so

callous and brutal.

Well, you're quite right, Dr.

Smith. I wouldn't.

I was merely trying to frighten him.
He's not very intelligent, and a threat

the only way to teach him anything.

I must take care of this poor...

See you soon, Dr. Smith.

Mr. Parker, you're basically a very kind
person.

Very soon.

And the alien slowly turned toward Dad.

It was like David facing Goliath. And
then the giant charge.

Dad clenched his hands in a double fist.

Will, please.

All right, that's enough.

But I was just getting to the best part.

Oh, that's all right now, dear. We don't
need a blow -by -blow description.

Your dad wasn't too badly hurt, and
that's what counts. Well, I wish I'd

there. John, you really covered yourself
with glory.

Yes, he covered himself with blood, too.

His own.

Really, Don, I'm surprised at you.

Oh, Don's not condoning the fight,
darling. It's just that, well, when it's

forced on you like that, you can't run
away.

Well, when your opponent is bigger and
stronger than you are, it's only

to back away.

I think that's kind of cowardly.

Now, look, why don't we just... dropped
the subject.

He's quite right, you know.

There was no pride involved in his
victory.

I disagree with you, Dr. Smith.

The alien Dad Beat was a real tough
customer.

You missed my point, William.

Your father had no choice but to fight.

Even a rabbit will make a stand when he
has no other choice.

Look who's talking.

Smith, the man of action.

Spare me the inane innuendos, Major.

When an opportunity is offered, I seldom
fail to seize upon it. Yeah, and

usually at our expense, too.

Look, I know where this conversation's
going, so let's put an end to it once

for all. Smith, I'm not going to fight
in Michael's games, and that is final.

Good. I second the motion.

But you have everything to win and
nothing to lose.

Mr. Michael said he could make you a
champion.

Dad could beat anyone if he really
wanted to.

Isn't that so, sir? Well, in most
instances, I suppose I can give a good

of myself, but primarily, son, I'm a
scientist.

A man of books, not battles,
unfortunately. Smith, will you stop

nonsense? Now, what kind of a chance
would John have going up against a

professional fighter, hmm?

Personally, I think he would win. Ah,
and so it will.

Of course, on the other hand, if he's
afraid of being defeated... All right,

Smith. Since you're so brave, and with
Michael's help, you could be a champion,

why don't you offer to fight? But get
off me!

Good heavens.

Why do you suppose he got so upset?

Dr. Smith, you try my patience.

If at first you don't succeed, try, try
again.

You wanted to speak with me.

I found an ideal candidate for the
games.

An Earthman.

Very good.

We have long wondered about those
aliens.

Have you reached an agreement with him?

Not as yet.

He's different from our other
candidates.

Neither riches nor honors will tempt
him.

Perhaps he is a coward.

I do not believe so.

I had one of our fighters deliberately
attack him. He was quick to defend

himself. I have heard many tales about
the world known as Earth.

Its people are strange and
unpredictable.

Before we take any action, it would be
well if we knew more about them.

Our military leaders will therefore be
interested in a match between an

and one of our athletes.

Get the alien to fight.

It is very important to our future
plans.

If he refuses to cooperate, there are
other Earthmen here.

One of them must be in the games.

I understand.

As you well know, my mechanical
knowledge is limited, but I would be

to be of some assistance.

Why, Dr. Smith, your volunteering to
work is something like a cat offering to

friends with a canary. There's got to be
an ulterior motive in it somewhere. I

saw you handling this heavy piece of
equipment. I was most impressed.

It's just a question of weight
distribution.

And strength.

I hadn't realized that you were so
athletic.

Dad was a three -letter man in college.
He had an offer to play professional

football. Really? How interesting.

That was a long time ago.

But it's plain to see that you've lost
none of your physical prowess.

Uh, Dr. Smith, if you're serious about
helping, how about taking down that

and tackle? I would be delighted.

You know, it's really quite a shame that
you turned down Mr. Michael's offer.

We won't even discuss it.

But we can't hide from the truth, you
know.

You're sacrificing the future of this
entire party for your own selfish

You know, there's a limit to my
patience, and you're rapidly reaching

How can I remain silent when this golden
opportunity is knocking at our door and

all you can do is pretend no one is at
home?

Think of it.

You could be a hero to your family.

Will could look at his father with pride
instead of turning away in shame.

That's enough, Smith.

I cannot remain silent.

If you're not out of my sight within two
seconds, I'm going to demonstrate some

of that athletic prowess on you.

Accept Mr.

Michael's offer.

Save our intrepid little band from this
life of hardship.

All right.

Time's up.

We're making a mistake.

All

right.

Say what's on your mind, son.

I wasn't thinking anything, sir.

Come on.

I was just wondering if... Well, maybe
Dr. Smith's right.

It wouldn't do any harm to enter Mr.
Michael's games.

And if you want... We could all go home
and live happily ever after.

Something like that.

You're disappointed in me, aren't you,
son?

Well, of course you are.

Every son wants to feel that his
father's the greatest.

That he can succeed in anything.

And you can, too.

No, no, son, I can't.

I'm a man like any other man.

Some things I do well.

Others I don't do so well.

You could win in Mr. Michael's game. I
know you could.

Maybe. But I'm not a fighting man, son.

I'm a scientist.

My battles are fought in the laboratory,
not a prize ring.

You understand.

I guess so.

Let's get back to work.

ridiculously easy if only your father
had agreed.

Cheer up, Dr. Smith. We'll get back to
Earth someday.

Somehow. Spare me the youthful
enthusiasm, William.

Golden opportunities come but once in a
lifetime.

Oh, dear.

Well, come along.

We may as well tell Mr. Miko the bad
news.

William, I think we'd better return to
the spaceship.

There's nothing to be afraid of, Dr.
Smith.

That's not dangerous.

Mr. Michael said so. Yes, I'm sure.

But does Gromack know that?

You are right, Will Robinson.

He will not harm you.

You've come at an excellent time.

My fighters are having a special
training session.

That's great. Can we watch them work
out?

Of course.

Careful, William.

Dr. Smith, I'm disappointed not to see
Professor Robinson here with you.

He was busy, possibly tomorrow.

I sincerely hope so.

William?

Yes, sir?

Perhaps we should visit with Mr. Myco at
some other time. It's getting a bit

late. The boy will enjoy the activities,
and so will you, Dr. Smith.

Oh, please, Dr.

Smith, just for a little while.

Well, perhaps for a little while.

I'll have Gromak here demonstrate some
feats of strength to you.

Vrendan Shana.

Gromak can lift 40 times his own weight.

What else can Gromak do, sir?

Gromak Shana Vrendan.

What is that strange -looking
contraption over there?

Oh, come. Let me show you.

We call this the Wheel of Life.

It comes from the planet Lothar. The
Wheel of Life.

Mustn't touch.

These tubes appear to be weapons of some
sort?

You are absolutely right, Dr. Smith.

Five of these weapons send forth
harmless puffs of smoke.

The sixth is a deadly laser beam.

Now... Two opponents face each other
across the wheel. Taking turns, each

presses a button which activates the
weapon at its opponent. If the weapon is

blank, the wheel rotates into the next
position and the game continues until

deadly laser beam ends it. Let me
demonstrate.

What happens?

It's like Russian roulette.

It's a diabolical machine.

It gives me the shudders just to look at
it.

I sure wish Dad were here to see it. He
would hardly be interested.

He prefers more intellectual pursuits.

Ah, there is the evil in being too
civilized.

Oh, too true, sir.

Fortunately, however, Will is better
adjusted. He understands the joy of

physical combat.

Does he?

Well, then he will be interested in this
training device.

This is used for hunting.

Unless the weapon is fired within three
feet of the target...

It falls harmlessly to the ground.

It sure puts the animal awfully close.

Too close for comfort, if you ask me.

I give it to you.

Perhaps you'll wish to test your bravery
with it.

Thank you very much, sir.

William, wouldn't you like to go and
have a look around the camp?

Miss Michael and I will chat for a
while.

Okay.

Mr. Michael, I would like to talk to you
alone, sir.

About Professor Robinson?

Yes. Unfortunately, my attempts to get
him to enter your games have been

unsuccessful.

You assured me he would take your
advice.

He generally does.

But he can be an extremely stubborn man
on occasion.

I am grievously disappointed, Dr. Smith.

And I am heartsick, Mr. Michael.
Absolutely heartsick over the whole

You are not exactly an ideal specimen,
but I have an idea.

Mr. Michael?

Are you suggesting that I participate in
the games?

Why not? With the proper training, I
think you would do very well.

Now, my inclination is live board -less
strenuous activities.

I shall be frank with you, Dr. Smith.

I must have an earthling in the games.

In order to achieve my objective, I am
willing to make certain concessions.

Pray continue, sir, that you interest
me.

With my help, you could be champion of
the entire galaxy.

Not only would you return to Earth, but
you would go back a very rich man.

You present a most tempting offer.

You did say something about concessions.

So I did.

I invite you to pick your own opponent.

He's very generous of you, my dear
friend.

I do hate to refuse you, but...

You

did say I could select anyone?

Anyone. Even the little one?

Dr. Smith, you're twice his size.

You said anyone, Mr. Michael.

So I did.

And you, sir, have got yourself an
Earthman contestant.

Will?

Will, where are you? Ah, there you are,
my boy.

Adieu.

Very convincing performance, Gio.

The Earthman has selected you to be his
opponent.

You may return to your sparring.

At least it'll be a humane victory.

Dr. Smith will never know what hit him.

97, 98, 99, time.

There, towel.

One towel. And refreshment. Coming up.

All right, Smith, what's all this about?

Here you go, champ. Thank you very much,
my boy.

Delicious. Now then, Professor.

Since you have been fit to shirk your
duty, I, Dr. Zachary Smith, must save

brave little band from its dire fate.

I shall fight in the games of Gamma 6.

And now you must excuse me. The barbells
await.

Conditioning, conditioning. Come along,
Penny.

You too, coach.

Don? By any chance, did you just hear
what I heard?

I think I'm going to be sick.

Dad, look what Mr. Michael gave me.

Well, that's an interesting looking
weapon, son.

It's used to test how brave you are.
Come on, I'll show you.

He has to get within three feet of
whatever you're shooting at or the dart

to the ground.

Watch.

Well, seems to be a rather primitive way
of proving courage.

You don't understand, sir.

Why not?

You're too intelligent.

Well, that's the first time I ever heard
of metal capacity being a detriment to

understanding. It isn't, but it's not
natural for you to rely on brawn instead

of brains.

Let me tell you something, son.

A man with a high IQ will fight just as
quickly as anyone else, provided the

situation demands it.

Dr. Smith wasn't worried about accepting
Mr.

Michael's offer. I want to get off this
planet just as badly as he does.

But I'm not jumping into anything that
doesn't make sense.

There are too many questions about Mr.
Michael's games that I can't answer.

And another thing.

Sometimes it takes more courage to
refuse a fight than to accept one.

Well, don't you have anything to say?

Not right now, sir.

You think about it. Now, let's have some
breakfast.

Thank you, but I've got to help Dr.
Smith get in shape for the games.

Ah, my boy.

My muscles are like strands of steel.

You sure are taking your training
seriously, sir. I always say, if you do

all, do it well. A great deal depends
upon my winning towel.

Winning towel coming up. And
refreshment. Yes, sir.

Why are you standing there like a
mechanical monolith?

Massage, massage.

Suppose my muscles dip in. Do you want
me to catch a cold?

Ah.

Thank you, my boy.

I am sorry, Dr. Smith.

Spare me the apologies. You've been
effectual ineptitude.

And be careful the last time you've only
cracked several ribs.

Penny. Isn't it time for my iron
tablets?

I think so, Dr. Smith.

Give them here, my dear. Give them here.

They're in the spaceship.

You neglected to bring them with you?
For shame, Penny, for shame.

Fetch them at once, you hear?

Yes, sir.

Good morning.

I thought I'd drop by and see how our
future galaxy champion is getting on.

We've got him trained down to a fine
edge, Mr. Michael.

Good morning, sir.

Gently, you clumpy cloud. I'm not made
of iron, you know.

A little while ago, you said your
muscles were like strands of steel, Dr.

And so they are, William.

But like the strings of any finely tuned
instrument, they must be played.

Not plucked!

Well, Dr. Smith, I'm happy to see you've
recruited your seconds. I trust they

will be with you at ringside.

Naturally, sir. I must have my dear
friends in my corner at my hour of

Continue.

Conditioning. Conditioning.

Was that our daughter or was that a bird
on the wing?

Oh, just one of Dr. Smith's helpers
carrying out an order. He has Will and

waiting on him hand and foot. You should
see the robot and abject flame.

I don't believe it.

Ah, good morning, Professor.

Excuse me.

Mr. Marko, there's some questions about
the games that puzzle me.

Perhaps you would answer them.

If I can, Professor Robinson.

Smith, now, he's not really an athlete.

Why do you want him as a contestant?

As I told you before, the presence of an
Earthman in the games will add

considerable interest.

Well, I'm afraid that Dr. Smith would
only add humorous interest, Mr. Michael.

You know, he also seems quite adamant
about the fact that he's going to win.

Now, how would he know that?

Just confidence on his part, that's all.

What is the purpose of the games, Mr.
Michael?

Purpose?

Yeah, the reason for having them.

The games are a series of sporting
events held for spectacle and

Nothing else?

Dr. Smith, I shall see you tomorrow at
the games.

He sure got hot under the collar for
nothing.

I wonder why.

I'd like to know the answer to that one
myself.

Well, there's one way to find out.

Mr. Micah was kind enough to visit us.

I think we can repay the courtesy.

That's a good idea.

I think we'll drop in on our promoter
friend tonight.

I thought it advisable to report.

All is well.

You have persuaded the Earthman to enter
the games.

Yes. A certain Dr.

Smith, however, he was not my first
choice.

That is unfortunate.

Nevertheless, you have a contestant.

I have notified all the other military
leaders of the galaxy.

They will be watching.

Yes, Riker.

I'm not sure this Earthman is entirely
representative of the people of this

planet. He seems to lack courage.

It is regrettable that you did not get a
better specimen.

But the decision has been made.

We will act accordingly.

I've selected Geo to fight the Earthmen.
An excellent choice.

If the Earthling does well, we will
reward him handsomely.

If he loses, his planet will suffer the
consequences.

We will invade his world and subdue it.

Tomorrow, we shall know which it is to
be.

Now we know why Michael wouldn't tell us
the purpose of the games.

Come on.

Every athlete participating in the games
is a picked representative of his

planet. I shall represent the planet
Earth. I see nothing wrong with that.

Plenty of room for the biceps, madam.

Mr. Michael's games are no joke.

They're a deadly serious business.

I'm fully aware of the responsibilities
involved.

You know, Smith, if you happen to lose,
you could be placing Earth in great

danger. I have no intention of being
defeated.

Well, of course you haven't, but
something might go wrong.

You'll forget, madam. I have seen my
opponent.

Let me assure you, I shall be an easy
winner.

You know, Smith, just because you're
being matched against some little alien

doesn't mean you're going to win. I
mean, this could be some kind of a trick

something. Spare me your dire doubts,
Major.

Mr. Maiko is a gentleman of integrity.

He has assured me that I shall be the
champion, and I believe him.

Oh, I give up. You're impossible.

When I am the galaxy hero and our
spaceship has been repaired, you, Major,

sing a different tune.

As much as we appreciate your desire to
help us, I cannot allow you to

participate in the games.

Let me remind you, Professor, you have
no authority over me.

Until the games are over, you're not to
leave this campsite. That's an order.

You're to say to her that Dr. Smith
stays here.

I don't care how you do it.

There is only one way to handle a tiger.

Let me out of here at once, you despotic
dunce! Do you hear me?

Let me out! I refuse to remain here for
another moment!

I promise not to run away.

Isn't my word good enough for you?

No. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
After all I've done for you.

Done for me?

Yes. What were you before we met? A
hulking mass of mechanical ignorance?

A nothing? A nobody?

Who programmed you?

Who spoon -fed you the facts of life and
made you what you are today? A sleek,

sophisticated, charming companion?

Answer me, who?

You did, Dr. Smith.

Yes. And who keeps you oiled and shined
and working properly?

You do, Dr. Smith.

Yes.

I've been your friend, your confidant,
your protector.

And now you repay me like this.

I think I'm going to cry.

Forgive me, Dr.

Smith. I am truly indebted to you.

But I have my instructions.

I understand, my dear boy.

Are we still friends?

Of course we are.

Shall we shake hands?

Thought you'd get the best of me, did
you?

Well, you'd better think again, you
traitorous, tin -plated fugitive from my

junkyard. There.

Looks right.

There we go.

Adieu.

Dr. Smith. I am a failure.

I let him trick me. I have failed.
That's not important, then. He's gone to

Michael's game.

We can't let him face all those aliens
alone.

And besides, we're supposed to act as
his seconds, remember?

Affirmative. Come on.

Tiger Smith.

Completely apropos.

Now then.

Blended form.

I was beginning to think you had changed
your mind. I experienced some slight

delay, Mr. Michael.

Thank you so much.

Everything is ready and waiting for you.

So great is the interest in your event,
I've scheduled it first. Ah, Mr.

Michael, how kind you are to go to so
much trouble for me. Well, you are the

star attraction, Dr. Smith. Naturally,
my dear sir.

These solarized cameras will carry the
pictures of your bout.

Indeed? I do hope I look all right. With
millions of spectators watching, I do

want to make a good impression, you
know. I've no doubt that you will. Ah,

is your opponent entering the ring.

Well, shall we begin?

If I'm to be the champion, the sooner
that happens, the better.

Oh, dear.

Yes, this way.

I see.

Mr. Michael, you have a very interesting
arrangement of ropes, I think.

Yes, here we are.

Well, yes,

excellent. Thank you, sir.

know what's at stake. I don't have to
tell you to do your best. In the event

a clinch, I want you to break cleanly.
In the event of a knockdown, go to a

neutral corner.

Now come out fighting and shake it.

I'm so sorry, but it doesn't seem
possible, actually.

One, two, one, two, one, two.

Ah, my dear friends, just in time to
witness my victory.

Dr. Smith, don't go through with it.
It's too dangerous.

Dangerous indeed. Have you seen my
opponent?

He will be near child's play for me.

Warning. Appearances can be deceiving.

Silence, you jabbering Judas.

Dr. Smith, please withdraw while there's
still time. You know what will happen

if you lose.

Think what will happen when I win? Now
stop worrying, William. The outcome of

this fight is inevitable.

Ah, the bell.

I shall get this over with very quickly.
Never fear. It is here.

There. Just a moment. Help me with my
rope. I'm not quite ready. That wasn't

fair.

Here we go.

Did you get his license number?

Dr. Smith is overmatched. It is futile
to continue the contest.

May the best man win.

What are we going to do? If I can find
him, I can eat him. We must surrender.

Come on, come on.

Let's get back to the jukery.

Yes,

we must prepare for my fight with the
little alien.

Dad!

I'll be in there punching. I'll get us
back to Earth.

Thanks to you, there may not be an Earth
to get back to. Come along, Tiger.

Yes, Coach.

You were right, Dad. Mr. Michael wasn't
to be trusted.

There was no satisfaction in proving a
point if, as a result, the Earth's gonna

be attacked.

Dr. Smith wasn't the only one wrong. So
was I.

Now, you just learned something through
experience, son.

That's the best way.

What are you going to do now, Dad?

Well, the aliens think that the Earth
people can be beaten easily.

We're gonna have to show them they're
wrong.

Ladies and gentlemen!

You missed a wonderful fight, Professor
Robinson. Of course, Dr. Smith was no

match for little Gio.

You can't judge the actions of Earth
people by Dr. Smith.

I would have preferred someone else, but
I had no choice. You refused to fight,

remember? Well, that was my error.

But I'm willing to accept your offer
now.

Too late, Professor.

The bout is concluded.

What's the matter, Michael?

Are you afraid I'll beat your champion?

All right.

You may fight little Gio if you wish.
But remember, nothing will be changed.

And we'll see about that.

When I give the signal, let the bout
begin.

Careful, Dad. He can disappear.

but nothing has been changed.

The decision to invade Earth has been
made.

Besides, you are much too big for poor
little Gia.

Then how about Gromak and I?

I told you it was too late, Professor
Robinson.

You had your chance to fight in the
games.

The Earth people must suffer the
consequence of your refusal.

Gromak, shudder Aaron.

There's nothing else you can do, sir.

There has to be something.

It's our only chance of... It's our only
chance of saving Earth.

Michael!

There's one challenge you can't refuse.

The Wheel of Life.

Professor Robinson, the decision has
already been made.

You say that Earth men are weak and
without courage.

Well, let's see what the Wheel of Life
has to say.

Very well, Professor.

As you wish.

We shall test one another with the wheel
of life.

Dad, you can't.

Son, whatever happens, know that this
had to be done.

Professor?

It's my turn.

We're down to the last two, Marco.

Since you gave me the first turn, the
next is yours.

Go ahead. It's your turn.

It's no longer five to one now.

It's even money.

What's the matter? Don't you like those
odds?

Push it.

You'd have been a winner, Michael.

It would seem that Earth's men have more
courage than you gave them credit for.

We're a peaceful people by nature.

And just because we don't like to fight
doesn't mean we won't.

And certainly military leaders of our
galaxy recognize that now, Professor

Robinson.

They've witnessed the contest.

Your planet will not be invaded.

That's what I came to hear.

Come on, son.

Gee, Dan, you were great. May I add my
congratulations, Professor? You were

magnificent. We don't need any
ingratiating speeches from you, Smith.

If it hadn't been for you, we wouldn't
have been in this situation in the first

place. You're quite right to excoriate
me.

Of all the dumb, stupid things you've
ever done, this is the grand tour de

morceaux.

The pain.

The pain.

Come on, Tiger. Maybe Maureen can find
you a beefsteak for that eye.

Fouch, indeed, it's all your fault.

Well, I guess it's over.

In the morning, let's go look for
meteorites. Maybe all sorts of exciting

dropped.

Hey, look what I found.

It's just an old alien bottle. Really,
children.

Aren't you aware that anything of value
burns as it passes through our

atmosphere? You'll find nothing but
rocky cinders out there.

Tomorrow you'll get a chance to prove
it. I beg your pardon?

We're going to check for damage. All of
us.

You know, Will, life was much more
exciting in the past. And you know why?

Because men were not petrified with all
of this work foolishness. Your father

invents one useless job after another.

There's the mineral drill. It checks out
okay, too, I guess.

You'd better do the checking this time.
My back is extremely delicate today.

I think I should take a little nap, yes?

I'll check the drill itself.

Yes, do that.

Dr.

Smith, could you come over here and hold
one of these wrenches for me?

Dr.

Smith, I just put one of the wrenches
down there, and now it's disappeared.

Will you please help me look for it?

Get another one out of the tool bag. I
must rest my back.

It's gone, too.

Did you take the tool bag?

lunch until we finish work.

Dr. Smith!

Dogs.

Infidels.

Prepare for dark!

Thank you.