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Last week, as you recall, we left our space pioneers checking their electrical

system, unaware that Dr. Smith's carelessness could result in the fatal

destruction of their faithful robot.

We've replaced all the transistoroids. All that remains now is to lay in the

relays. And make sure we get back to full power gradually.

Well, that'll be Smith's job.

Do you understand what you're going to do? Of course I do, Professor. It's a

very simple procedure.

Good.

All right, Smith, let's hear you repeat it. I am fully aware of my

responsibilities, Major. As I've said many times in the past, never fear,

is here.

I know this is a mistake.

All right, let's go over it once more.

When you see the yellow light go on, hit the blue button.

Then wait two seconds and hit the black button.

Then wait three seconds and hit the green.

Child's play.

That's why we picked you to do it.

Bah!

Nothing to it at all. Yellow light.

The black button, the blue button, and the green button.

Would you like some coffee?

Why, thank you very much, dear Lady Black, if you don't mind.

Now, let me see. What was it?

Green, blue, black. Yes.

No. Blue, yellow, green, black.

Is something wrong?

Nothing at all, madam. Just solving a simple problem.

What's that for?

A signal from your husband. Now, let me see.

Well, whatever it is John wants you to do, I think you'd better do it. By all

means. Now, which button was it? The green button, of course.

There.

Oh, John!

Something appears to be wrong.

I've got to press the blue button.

Dr. Smith!

Dr. Smith!

I'm innocent.

The professor probably got his wires crossed. I did everything perfectly.

Don and John are in there. We've got to get to them.

Perhaps you should go without me. In the event of a further disaster, I will

care for the children. No, you're coming with me. I don't see any reason why we

should both risk our lives. Come on, now. They may be badly injured.

Maureen, stay back.

We've got to grab that cable.

Can't you turn the power off? All systems are damaged.

cable is insulated.

If I could just get my hands on it. No, it's too dangerous.

It's got to be done.

Nick, give me your hand.

I have a phobia about an accusation that the child has received a severe shock.

Thank you.

out here and do nothing. I'm going inside. Wait.

Danger. Danger.

I think you better stay here while there might be some more explosions.

I wonder what could have happened.

When a mishap occurs, it is wise to seek out its source.

I refer to the jinx of the Robinson family.

A man whose stumbling feet go crushing blossoms without end, whose fumbling

hands are thrust along the heartstrings of a friend.

How dare you, you unctuous underling. I may have made some trivial mistakes in

the past.

But everybody knows that to err is only human. Easy, though.

Some nasty crickets up there. I feel just great like I got hit by a truck.

Oh, what a mess.

Yeah.

Well, that's another disaster for which we can thank Dr. Smith.

John, this is one time you're not going to stop me. He's going to get exactly

what he deserves.

Oh, now, Don, don't be too tough on him. I'll be just as tough as I have to be,

Marie. Look, I'm as much to blame as anyone else.

I should have never trusted him with an important job.

Punishing Smith? How's that going to change this?

Well, maybe it won't, but at least it'll give me a little satisfaction.

Judy, take Will and Penny inside. They're too young to see what I'm going

Smith, you and I are going to have it out. Forget it.

We've got other important things to think about.

It'll be weeks before those power units are fixed. And all because of you,

Smith. I admit to some minor responsibility, Major.

However, there could have been an error on your part as well.

I'm warning you, Smith.

That'll be enough out of both of you.

You can save your energy. You're going to need it.

Let's get back inside and clean up this mess.

You pusillanimous pipsqueak.

It's all your fault.

But I knew what he was doing.

Eating, as usual. My appetite always increases when I'm unhappy.

Everything Dr.

Smith does seems to affect his stomach.

Hold your tongue.

Dr.

Smith, something's wrong with the robot.

Probably burned out a computer talking too much.

I feel faint.

I'll bet I know what it is.

When's the last time you recharged him, Dr. Smith?

Two or three weeks ago.

go lie down.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with you, you hypertensive hypochondriac.

And he's supposed to be a doctor. A real quack, if you ask me.

Nobody did.

Come on. We'll go to Dad and he'll get you recharged in no time.

Thank you, Will Robinson.

I hope you don't mind my leaning on you a little.

It's all right now. Come on.

He's just trying to make me feel guilty.

Well, just for that, I won't.

Smith should be doing this.

Oh, it's damaged now. But if the good doctor so much as touches it, it'll

work again.

Dad! Yeah?

Dad, the robot needs recharging. My power supply is getting very weak.

We'll have to do it very quickly or he'll go dead completely. Shall I hook

up to the auxiliary power unit?

No, son.

But we have to!

Well... Recharging the robot would put too big a strain on the auxiliary power

unit. It might even burn out the system.

And that's a chance we can't take.

But the robot will die if he's not recharged.

I'm as fond of that robot as you are.

But I've got to consider this from the standpoint of cold logic.

The robot's our friend. He'd try and save us if we were in trouble.

Now try to understand.

It boils down to a simple question.

The robot's survival or our survival?

I just don't think that it's fair. I think we should take the chance and use

auxiliary unit.

Your father is right, Will Robinson.

I am only a machine. I am expendable.

But, Dad!

I'm sorry, son.

I seem to be the only one with an appetite.

How could you be hungry at a time like this?

Right now, the robot's out there somewhere and his power's running down.

you can think of is building yours up.

Once and for all, let me settle this question of the robot.

He walks, he talks, he experiences a minimum of emotion.

But with all that, he is a machine.

Well, you are the only one who feels that way about him.

Oh, dear, you're late. We've already started dinner.

I'm sorry, Ma.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself, playing your tape recorder at a time

this. Music always helps me when I'm sad.

I'd like you all to hear something.

We are rationing our power, my dear. You're needlessly wasting a perfectly

battery. You'll find this very interesting.

This is the robot speaking.

I have a message for my friends.

Dear ones, I realize the problem which faces you.

I understand the brave fight you have made to survive on this planet.

Rather than place you in further danger.

I have made a decision.

When you hear these words, I will have gone out of your life forever.

In the future, think fondly of me.

Farewell.

Farewell. Greater love hath no robot.

Well, that settles that situation.

Did I say something wrong?

What is the matter with everybody?

For once, will you shut up?

ever done before I

must

not stop I am still too close to the Robinson

campsite onwards

This is the end.

Farewell, beautiful world.

Dr. Smith!

It's you, William.

I'm sorry I woke you up, sir.

And so you should be. I was having the most delightful dream.

What are you doing up at this hour?

I'm going to try and find the robot.

Indeed. In the middle of the night, I absolutely forbid it. Well, then I'll

to go without you.

William Robinson, if you leave this ship, I shall awaken your parents

immediately. I didn't think you'd be a squealer, Dr. Smith.

Not squealer, William.

Tattletail. Oh, very well.

I knew you wouldn't let me.

Prepare me the gratitude. Already I regret this decision.

It's very drafty in here.

I'm afraid I've caught a cold.

Who turned out the light?

You did, Dr. Smith.

Never mind.

Take my hand.

We are wasting our time, William. For all we know, the robot may have

harakiri. The robot's somewhere near. I just know it. William, I insist that we

return to the spaceship and the comfort of our respective beds.

Let's hunt a little longer.

I could be back in my comfortable chair with my comfortable book.

Howsoever, lead on.

This whole thing is ridiculous.

Well, I know it.

I'm completely exhausted and I will not go another step.

Do you have any idea where we are?

Yeah, we're at the entrance to the Valley of Shadows.

What?

Don't you remember the orders? No one is allowed to venture into this area.

I guess you're right. We'd better turn back.

All this walking has given me a voracious appetite.

We'll have a nice little snack to tide us over when we return.

Dr. Smith, did you hear that?

It's the robot!

Don't go another step, will you?

You're imagining things.

There it is again.

It's coming from around those rocks.

Robot, it's Will Robinson and Dr.

Smith. Is that you?

It is the robot, Dr. Smith. Let's go.

William, come back here. It brings you here.

We must leave here immediately.

The atmosphere in this area produces very strange reactions. Besides, who

what terrifying creatures are lurking about?

Will. Will Robinson.

It's the robot. He's over there.

William!

Dr. Smith.

Oh, no.

Good heavens.

He's as big as a house.

Go. Leave this place at once.

For once, this overgrown ninny has given us the sound advice.

Let's get out of here immediately, William. We can't just go and leave the

in this terrible condition.

Indeed we can.

There's nothing we can do for him now.

Dr. Smith is right. I am beyond help.

No!

William! Come back!

I won't leave you. There must be something we can do.

Negative, Will Robinson.

Because of atmospheric conditions, I have experienced a molecular reaction.

This has reversed my ionic flow, causing my... great increase in size.

You have my deepest sympathy, dear friend.

I see no reason to linger in this desolate area any longer, William. I

say it, but I fear the robot has had it. Let's go.

There is something which might work.

You have a plan of action?

If we can reverse your ionic process, you might turn back to normal size.

You're grasping at straws, my boy. It won't work.

The idea has merit.

But even if this difficult task were accomplished, there is the problem of my

power. It is almost at an end.

Well, your wires could be rerouted so that only your tread section worked.

you could walk back to our campsite and we could use the auxiliary unit to bring

you up to full power.

No, no. As I recall, your father vetoed the suggestion that he be restored and

recharged. He changed his mind. He told me so last night before I went to bed.

Professor Robinson has a very tender heart, unlike a cold and callous doctor

whose name I will not mention.

How's it going, William?

I, too, want to give him every chance for survival.

But your scheme has one major flaw.

What's that?

If we do as you suggested, it will mean that we have to remove his chest plate.

And as big as he is now, it will take a crane to lift it off.

I've got a solution for that, too. All we have to do is take off these four

bolts. I fail to see how that would help.

Well, that will loosen the robot's treads and give us enough room.

Room for what?

To go inside the robot, of course.

Then we can make our way to his chest section and make all the necessary

repairs.

Here. Good thing I brought these tools along.

Inside the robot.

For the pain.

The pain.

It won't work. What shall we do?

We're going to have to use the handles. There's not a screwdriver in the world

big enough for these.

All right.

There.

There.

That's the last one.

All right.

Now, what shall we do now?

Look. Be careful, because it's...

It's extremely heavy.

Oh, good heavens.

This is all your fault. You come with some clouds.

I'm not strong enough for any of this.

Take it outside.

I have it. Careful.

Don't drop it on my foot.

Oh,

this is tense.

Let's drop it. Watch your foot.

We don't want to lose any of these. Pick up those tools, Dr. Smith.

that this should happen to me.

Here they are.

Okay, we're ready to go.

Oh, William, before we plunge into something for which we may be

sorry, perhaps we should reconsider.

You don't have to go, Dr. Smith.

I can go without you.

Very well.

You'll need someone to protect you.

The robot will never forget what you're doing for him, sir. Neither will I.

If I survive.

Help me.

Are you sure we're doing the right thing? I'm sure.

You're still worried about Will, aren't you?

Yes.

He's got to understand that I can't jeopardize the safety of everyone for

robot. If I picked up the gist of the conversation correctly, you haven't

changed your mind about the robot.

That's right. The auxiliary power units won't stand the strain of a recharge.

Listen, you don't have to justify your actions to me. I agree with you.

But then again, I'm not a 12 -year -old boy who's very fond of a robot.

Oh, thanks a lot.

Would you like some coffee?

Please.

Which way should we go? Perhaps this way? No, this way. Oh, Dr. Smith.

Warning. Danger.

What is it? It is my infrared heat -seeking laser unit.

Is it dangerous?

Exceedingly. Its purpose is to destroy alien bodies in my interior.

I guess you're right. Now I shall give you instructions how to proceed.

Listen carefully. You must avoid the center section of my body as it is

radioactive by going through my audio canal.

Check.

And so you should be. If you'd been looking after my well -being, this

incident would never have occurred.

There was no danger.

You are in the automated reflex portion of my body. The hose considered you a

new part in my system and wished only to lubricate you with graphite.

Inform that ridiculous contraption that I am not rusty.

A little graphite might have been very beneficial. Your jokes are quite old and

creaky.

sound this instant.

You are right. I should not laugh. It wastes precious power.

Your problems are of no interest to me.

Get me out of here.

Affirmative. If you will follow my instructions, go to your right. Yes,

No, no, Dr. Smith, the other way.

I know the way, you gargantuan goose.

You worried about Will and Smith?

Yes, they should have been back long ago.

Yeah, it's not like Smith to miss breakfast intentionally.

John, please forgive me for mentioning it, but really, don't you think that you

and Don should... We're leaving right now to look for them.

Break out the lasers, Don.

I know.

I'm being like an overprotective mother.

Well, that's all right, darling, because you're looking at an overprotective

father.

Boy, this sure is complicated.

My trunk section is the same as before.

I am only bigger.

Yeah, by about a hundred times.

I'd better get to work.

The sooner this unpleasant business is over, and I am normal again, the happier

I shall be.

When's Dr. Smith going to get here?

In a few moments.

He is passing through my temperature control unit now.

Good. I'll need him to disconnect some of your wiring.

Dr. Smith, stay away from there. I told you to walk to the right.

Go back.

Hurry!

What happened?

Dr. Smith is in terrible danger. You must go to him at once.

Where is he?

Between my computer tubes and straight ahead.

Quickly, or you will be too late.

Where am I?

Where am I? William?

I should have survived.

Never listen to terrible audio.

Will you save me? Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Too much. I cannot hear anymore.

I'm completely exhausted.

I think we should hunt for them. Don't you agree, Judy?

Well, we could search the caves near the swamp. Dad and Don would never think of

looking there. No, you're going to stay right here.

Oh, but Mom.

Now, that's enough.

That whole area is full of quicksand.

Now, I suggest we just drop the subject.

Oh, that must be Dad.

John?

John? Maureen, are you receiving me? Yes, loud and clear.

Are there any sign of Will and Dr. Smith? Not yet.

We've covered a ten -mile section to the west of the Jupiter II.

We'll start looking south now.

John, do you think they could be in the Valley of Shadows?

No, I doubt it.

Will's too smart to go in there, and Will Smith would be too frightened. You

will let me know if you find them, won't you?

Of course. Now, don't worry. They're all right.

Check back with you soon.

All right.

Check.

By exercising my full computer strength, I can make the control unit inoperable.

The effort will require almost all my remaining power.

It should happen to me. Help me.

I'm saved.

Saved. What a horrible experience.

The robot saved your life, sir.

I shall thank him later.

As soon as I get out of this incredible madness, which I'm happy to say will be

immediately. You can't leave, Dr. Smith. I can and I will. But the robot needs

us. As far as I'm concerned, it's every man or robot for himself.

You heard what he said, William.

There's nothing we can do for him.

We'd better go.

All right, you can go, but not me. I feel that we owe it to the robot.

I consider my debt to him paid in full.

Goodbye. Don't forget to watch out for the robot's infrared laser unit, Dr.

Smith.

Infrared laser unit?

It's still running around somewhere loose and soggy.

On second thought, I believe I will remain and help our dear friend.

I wouldn't dream of deserting you in your time of trial.

I knew you wouldn't let him down. Shall we get to work?

Yes, William.

To work, to work.

Well, the robot passed through here, that's for sure.

Yes, and Smith and Will followed. Look at their footprints.

Think we should tell Maureen?

I think so.

but we've pinpointed the area.

Where are they?

In the Valley of Shadows.

Oh, no.

Now, honey, it may not be as bad as you think.

Do you suppose they followed the robot?

Yes. We're going to leave the chariot here and proceed on foot.

All right, well, I'll be standing by.

Be careful, dear.

She sounded worried.

So am I.

Let's go.

It's real, Don.

Now we know why they didn't come back to the campsite we went inside that robot

Robots

are complicated and dangerous piece of machinery. They know what they're doing

They must have had a good reason for going in there.

Let's find out what it is

Well...

team will do next.

to see you any longer, we may as well go.

I guess you're right.

Cheer up, my boy. After all, we cannot mourn the departure of a machine.

The robot was more than a machine to me, Dr. Smith.

He was my friend.

I must admit that silly old ninny did have a few good qualities.

He wasn't old, Dr. Smith. He was just made two and a half years ago.

So young and cut down in the prime of life.

But when the diode timer goes, there's nothing can be done about it.

Pity he didn't carry a spare.

What did you say, Dr. Smith?

Nothing important.

The robot doesn't carry a spare, but he does have a small power reservoir.

William, we must leave here immediately. He cannot be revived. You said so

yourself. But you don't understand. That was before I remembered his reserve

power supply.

We can't leave now, Dr. Smith. I'm able to bring him back.

Please, sir, just for a few minutes.

Very well, but you had better succeed at the first attempt because there will

not be a second.

Now let's get on with it, nonsense. Yes, sir.

machinery seems to be working. Yeah, which means it's the last of its power

supply. Good if I won't sniff the fat.

Yeah, the problem is, where do we start?

Your guess is as good as mine. I'm fairly familiar with the parts of the

wouldn't even know. It's like this.

Yeah, let's try down there.

We're wasting our time, William.

This contraption is deader than the proverbial doornail.

I haven't even tried to activate it yet.

Now, if I release his reserve power too quickly, he could blow up his computers.

What? Did you say there could be an explosion?

On the other hand, if I release it too slowly, he might not get enough energy

activate.

William, why don't we forget the whole thing?

Eventually, we will have our full power supply of the Jupiter II. Then we can

get him recharged and back to normal without any danger.

Dr. Smith, you don't seem to understand.

If the robot's diode time... or isn't kept running, it'll freeze in one

position. Then all the power in the world couldn't get it started again.

Now.

Might as well try it.

Here goes the power.

Shucks. I'll have to release all the energy at once.

Well, that's every day.

I guess so.

Hey, Dr. Smith, it's working.

Look, the diode timer's responding.

He's normal.

Isn't it wonderful?

It appears that you cannot keep a good robot down.

I think we did that very well, William.

The robot's dialed.

It started again.

Now if we can just find them.

Yeah, but where are we?

Judging from the sound of that timer, I'd say somewhere in the computer area.

Like trying to find your way through a puzzle.

A puzzle made up of machines.

What happened?

Are you all right?

I ought to know better than to go placing my arm on high -voltage

Well, this whole place is loaded with high -voltage.

Either one of us could have made that mistake.

One more like that and it'll be my last.

Surely you're finished, William.

I've just got this one more wire, Dr. Smith.

There. Now all the robot's power will be used to move his trench.

Splendid. Now can we leave this dark and dismal body?

As soon as I reverse the robot's ionic process and shrink him back to normal

size.

Almost ready, Dr. Smith.

What's happening?

I reversed the robot's...

So quickly. How much time do we have to reach the outside?

I don't know, but you're right. He is shrinking fast.

We've got to get out of here immediately.

I've got one more adjustment to make. You go on ahead without me. I'll meet

there. Will we trust and fight him?

No! No!

Mr. Smith, wait!

The robot's shrinking.

Now we know what Willow Smith would do in here. Regressing the ionic processes.

We've got to move.

Answer me, where is he? He's outside.

Are you sure?

He must be. I got lost, but I'm sure he's safe by now.

Can't afford to stay in here any longer.

Ben, give me a hand. No, no, I can't.

I can't. I've got to get out of here. Help me. No. No.

Don, easy.

Easy. Easy.

All right.

Are you all right?

He must be.

Chuck, the hole's getting small with a billion of room to get through now.

Without knowing you were safe? That's hardly likely.

He must still be inside that robot.

I've got to get him out.

It's too late. The opening isn't big enough now for you to get through.

We've got to keep it from getting smaller.

Forgetting something?

And you too, Dr. Smith.

It was nothing, nothing told.

What's getting back in his feet?

How do you feel now, robot?

Almost back to normal.

A few minutes more.

and I shall be bursting with health.

Don, accelerate the chariot. The robot needs a little bit more power.

Yeah, that ought to do it.

Well, how do you feel?

Mmm, delicious.

Fine. All right, cut the power.

Well, now that we've taken care of that troublemaker's needs, madam, can you

spare a few moments to take care of mine?

Why, certainly. Are you injured?

In a most vital spot.

I understand. You're hungry.

I'm failing fast. I must be recharged immediately or I shall keep operating.

Well, hang on, Dr. Smith. We've just got a little more work to do out here and

then we'll take care of you. But I can't wait that long. I must have food and

nourishment or it'll be too late. Oh, now, that's all right. You can stop the

act. I'll feed you.

Thank you, dear lady. You are indeed kind.

I know.

You know, it's a good thing that we don't have to recharge that robot as

as we have to feed you, sir.

Affirmative. My power is diverted into work.

Dr. Smith's is diverted into fat.

Indeed. I have never been more fit.

Has the barrage begun

yet? You will know just as soon as the rest of us do.

Why doesn't someone answer me?

I'm hit.

Well, you won't be with this Smith if you don't simmer down.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Night attack after night attack.

No peace, no sleep.

This was not the time for Professor and Mrs. Robinson to abandon us.

Going on a trip to observe volcanic activity isn't exactly the same as being

abandoned, Dr. Smith. If only we could be sure that the attacks ended.

They may have ended already.

It's 30 minutes later than last night and an hour later than the night before.

Warning, warning.

The barrage begins.

All right, it's over for the night.

I've been hit by shrapnel.

I feel it. It's your belt buckle, Dr. Smith. You've got it all twisted.

If we only knew why they were attacking or who they are or what they want.

Well, it's the third night of attacking.

My only guess is that they're using some kind of a softening up problem.

Yeah, but for what reason?

To render us helpless and impose their will on us.

It's a cardinal principle of von Clausewitz's philosophy of war.

I never even heard of him.

I have. He lived in the days of horse cavalry and squirrel guns. He's kind of

outdated. Yeah, well, so's Dr. Smith.

You three check out the controls.

And as for you, Clausewitz, let's go out and see if we can get that force field

energizer back on its feet.

Something dire is afoot.

I know it.

It seems to be okay.

At least it'll keep whoever they are from getting too close to us.

They're much too close for comfort now.

In fact, I... You what?

Nothing. It's nothing.