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Your destination is the planet Chroma. Your mission is the total destruction of

that planet within a time pulse of one diurnal rotation.

The reason for the planet Chroma's destruction is simple but urgent.

The planet Chroma has developed an irregular orbital path which threatens

send it on a collision course with us.

Therefore, it must be destroyed quickly and effectively.

You are not listening.

Our screens indicate that there is a small colony of Earth creatures

the planet Chroma. They will be notified to evacuate the planet before your

arrival. Demolition materials and equipment will be space -dropped to you.

there any questions?

I have one.

Why us?

Yeah, why us?

You have been a useless burden on our civilization too long.

Mount your vehicles at once if you wish to live.

You heard the master. You, sir, citizen, were too young to die.

Down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily. Danger!

Danger!

Danger! Danger!

A major atmospheric disturbance is approaching.

My sensors indicate that we are in the midst of an electrical storm of

catastrophic proportions.

Aren't you a little late with your weather forecasting?

You are right. I admit it.

We'd better get inside and ground some of our systems.

Yeah.

Sunrise, nine in the evening.

This heavy work is giving me abdominal distress.

Are you sure it's not abdominal slab?

William, mind your manners and you'll keep your friends.

Warning, warning!

What's wrong, robot?

My sensors indicate that we may shortly be subjected to a severe charge of heat

lightning. We'd better get this finished before it starts. Hurry! William,

hurry!

Looks like we're ready for a power check.

Okay, power on.

All inhabitants of the planet Chroma listen to this message.

Inhabitants of the planet Chroma are ordered to evacuate the planet without

delay. Repeat.

You will evacuate the planet at once.

John, whose voice is that?

Well, whoever it was, he picked a fine time to warn us.

Propulsion unit out.

Fuel supply practically zero.

Booster regulated.

Shot.

Solenoids out.

Retro rocket system in all fuel cells.

Burned out. How about backup systems?

Same.

Well, we've got a week's work ahead of us. To say nothing of the time it'll

to get a new supply of fuel.

We must work night and day until the job is done.

I'm glad you said we, Smith.

You're elected to the drill site, David.

Let's see, your quarter, 12 cans of fuel daily.

Fifteen.

Fifteen.

We've got business.

Well, on this unpredictable planet, where are they?

Twenty miles north of here.

Dad, do you think they're the ones who sent us that warning?

Reads like a detonation.

Meaning what?

Well, we didn't heed their warning, so... Maybe they're trying to blast us

here. Well, that's outrageous.

Let us call them at once.

Oh, we'll do better than that, Doctor. We'll go out and see them and find out

what they're up to. Let's go.

Will, start bringing the stuff inside.

Good luck.

Keep a sharp eye out for any sudden changes in the weather.

We'll be gone about an hour.

Will do.

Anything down there?

No.

Let's get down closer. We'll circle the area in a one -mile radius.

Right. Riding her down.

Are you tired too, robot?

Negative. My sensors indicate that there is an unidentified object floating in

the sky.

Floating?

Where? Where is it? At two o 'clock high.

Maybe it's supplies for those people that Dad went to see.

If it is, it sure is off course.

Dad located them in that direction.

I wonder what sort of supplies they could be.

Well, they're not ours, so it's none of our business.

How can you be sure they're not ours?

Isn't it possible that Earth has finally located us and is sending us a message

of hope?

It landed on the other side of that hill.

He's just wasting our time, but I guess we have to follow him.

There's no lid, and it seems to be all of one piece.

How could they do this to me?

Dr. Smith, if it were from Earth, it would have insignia on it. Now I'll call

Dad and tell him where we found it, and he can tell the owners.

No need to hurry, dear boy.

Oh, yes, there is. We have to get up to the drill site.

If it is indeed the property of others, we would be very remiss in our duty if

we did not inform them of the condition of the contents.

Spare me the nauseating noises, you galumphing gargoyle.

I see nothing funny in doing a good deed.

The question is, Dr. Smith, a good deed for whom?

Yours is not to question why.

Yours is but to hold your tongue.

It's heavy. I can't seem to budge it.

You, sir?

I require your help.

It is my considered opinion, Dr. Smith, that we should not attempt to open this

container.

Indeed? And why not, pray?

My sensors indicate that the contents are composed of rare and priceless

elements, which are of great value to the owners, but may be dangerous to

terrestrial lifeforms.

Priceless, did you say?

Of great value.

Will you help me up?

Yes, thank you. And of course, we must be certain that these valuable elements

have not been damaged by the drop.

Open it. But, Dr. Smith... I said open it. Come, quickly.

All right.

Proceed, Nanny.

But it is against my better judgment, Dr. Smith.

Your better judgment, my foot. Do it.

to continue with the dangerous work of perforating the container?

Well, perhaps just a glimpse of the contents will do for the moment.

Dr. Smith, you... Dr.

Smith?

Dr. Smith!

My sensors do not indicate a pulse reading either, Will Robinson.

Dr. Smith, wake up!

It's just shock, isn't it? It can't be anything else.

It is much more serious than shock, Will Robinson.

I warned him.

I can't believe it.

It happened so quickly.

I'd better call Dad.

It's gone dark again.

Affirmative. This planet is really acting up.

My sensors cannot keep up with its erratic behavior.

I am sorry.

That's all right.

Dad?

Come in, Dad. This is Will.

Dad?

Come in, Jupiter.

I can't raise anyone.

The unpredictable motion of the planet has temporarily inhibited all radio

communication, Will Robinson.

We must wait for it to settle down.

Why couldn't Dr. Smith have waited? Why did he have to be so curious?

Couldn't he have just... Do you wish me to prepare a six -foot trench for Dr.

Smith while we are waiting to communicate with Professor Robinson?

Robot, it's just shock. He'll come out of it.

And besides, why do you have to be so practical?

This is where they were. They didn't stay long.

We've wasted too much time on them already.

Let's get back to the Jupiter.

The sooner we make our repairs, the better I'll like it.

I'd still like to know who they are and why they came down here.

Right now, getting our ship repaired is more important.

The gopher made that.

Yeah. It's a blasting hole.

Well, it better be around here someplace.

Hey, show yourselves!

Get clear!

At least they could have done this. Give us a warning.

They did. Remember?

All right.

But it still doesn't give them the right to kill us off.

Why don't you say something pretty?

That wasn't very none.

People engaged in blasting operations.

Find out if anyone's in the area.

Why don't you know about that?

We'd like to know why you're here and what these detonations are all about.

You could have been killed.

Killed? Oh, that would have been regrettable.

Our master would have been very unhappy.

Weren't you notified?

If you mean, did we get a message to evacuate the planet? Yes.

Then why are you still here?

Our ship needs repairs.

Oh, his ship needs repairs.

Our ship all broken. Our broken ship.

Well, that is very unfortunate because this planet is not going to last long.

How long?

Our mission is the total destruction of this planet within a time pulse of one

diurnal rotation. This planet has developed an irregular orbital path.

which threatens to send it on a path of collision with...

us. We know all about the orbital path of this

planet. Oh, do we?

Wow, that is very clever.

Isn't that clever?

I think that is clever.

We'd have been gone by now if our ship could fly. As it is, we'll need six or

seven days to make repairs.

That is very... Unfortunate.

Too bad.

Just too terrible bad.

Six, seven, I don't know, rotations.

But all you have is this much.

Well, it's impossible. We can't fix the ship in half a day.

No. No.

Oh, he hurt my shoulder.

Why don't you try to be nice? Cut it out.

You be nice when she talks to you, little master.

Because you could be hurt very bad if you don't be nice.

Get in touch with your planet.

I'm sure they'll give us time to leave.

We have women and children with us.

Women and children.

Hello, it's me, the two children.

Women and children. What kind of people are you, anyway?

Tell the little master.

Our master says we have been a useless burden on our civilization for too long.

Our future as citizens will depend on the effectiveness of our mission.

That we don't have to be told.

Look!

Get off the planet.

Fast. I've already told you, we can't make repairs that quickly.

This planet must be destroyed quickly and effectively.

That's murder, and I won't let you get away with it.

No.

No.

Well, if they crack the core of this planet, we're through.

Let's get back. With luck, maybe we'll develop enough thrust to get off.

In one half of one of their diurnal rotation.

We've got to try. Come on.

Dr. Smith was always a worrywart.

But deep down inside, he was just as human as the rest of us.

I don't know what we're going to do without him, Robot.

I miss him.

Likewise, Will Robinson.

Despite his failings, Dr. Smith was a man of tireless scientific curiosity.

The search to satisfy his inner craving for triumphant discoveries was an

inspiration to us. He was a man whose memory will always be cherished by those

of us...

This planet has me confused again, Will Robinson. It is now full day.

Maybe I can raise Dad now.

William?

What are you doing?

Dr. Smith, you're alive.

Of course I'm alive.

Do I look like a corpse?

No, but your hair, it... It is sour apple green, Will Robinson.

Sour apple green?

Are you colorblind as well as blubberbrained, you crumptious booby?

In my present state of confusion, it is possible. But you must realize that for

a time there was a reason to believe that you had kicked the bucket. Now I

have to file your obituary away in my memory banks for future use.

Obituary indeed.

I never felt better in my life.

Now where were we?

Well, you went to look inside that block.

Nonsense, William. I was merely taking one of my brief refresher naps.

Give me room.

Sorry. You don't have to be so rough about it.

And what's happened to your voice?

It sounds like it's been amplified.

Good heavens, have you both taken leave of your senses?

Color blind?

Tone deaf?

You're both a serious burden to me.

Now let's see what's in this box. Be careful, Dr. Smith. There's some kind of

gas in there. Nonsense, Willie. More undoubtedly, a bit of stale air was

within when it was sealed.

I can't see a thing.

I suggest we take it back with us to the Jupiter.

Purely for safekeeping, of course.

That will not be possible, Dr. Smith.

I have estimated the weight of the container and its contents.

Give or take a pound or two, it weighs 515 pounds.

It is too much for me to carry.

You puny pipsqueak. I shall carry it myself.

That is an impossibility.

something he ate.

Correction, inhaled from that mysterious box.

It gave him a strength of 10 or perhaps 20.

There are 15 cans of fuel in that, Smith.

Dr. Smith, what happened to your hair?

Good heavens, nothing's happened to my hair.

Of course it has. It's been dyed green.

Dyed green?

Have you all suddenly become colorblind?

I'll show you.

Look.

Die green, my foot.

I suggest you all have your eyes examined.

What's in this anyway, Smith?

Pig lead?

All right, what's going on around here?

Where'd you get the muscle to lift that, huh?

John, I wouldn't fool with Dr. Smith right now if I were you.

I don't think he knows his own strength.

No fooling.

I am as hale, harley, and powerful as any man in his prime.

Major, please remove yourself.

Remove myself?

How would you like to try to make me?

Why, certainly.

Dr. Smith!

I warned you, Don.

What happened to you?

And, Will, where'd this box come from?

Well, it came down on a parachute, Dad. A parachute, Will? And Dr. Smith tried

to look inside, but it blacked him out.

And when he came to, well, well, look at him.

Yes, I'm looking.

Stuff and nonsense, William.

Well, now that you find people have realized that I'm not a man to be

with, I wish to be excused. I have important work to do.

Put it down, Smith.

Professor, are you going to trifle with me too?

Put it down.

Very well, Professor.

I shall put it down, but only in the interest of harmony.

to the demolition materials is right under there.

When we blow that lot, we'll be useful citizens of our planet.

Express your joy!

Whee!

All right.

Get it over with.

Whose turn is it to do some work?

This turn.

Okay, okay, it's her turn you heard the man it's your turn

Brilliant.

She noticed. It's gone.

Great. If she starts thinking, we're really in trouble.

Oh, what do you know?

All right, knock it off.

Somebody has been very unfriendly to our mission.

Maybe the two who wouldn't talk pretty?

Oh.

Brilliant. Mm -hmm.

Let's get them.

Yeah.

Come on.

You want to walk?

Yes, but...

Halt!

Who goes there?

Let us not overdo this guard nonsense, you pretentious poppin' gay.

Orders are orders, Dr. Smith.

Right. How some other. It would be a comparatively simple matter.

for me to countermand them.

Only over my deactivated body.

Enough of this aimless chatter.

With or without your permission, I shall now borrow this box for a more detailed

appraisal of its contents.

All in the interest of noblesse oblige and safekeeping, of course.

Of noblesse oblige and safekeeping, of course.

A very pretty sight.

Must be the father.

What do you think you're doing with that box, old master?

Opening it for detailed inspection.

I wouldn't proceed with the inspection if I were you, old master.

Old master indeed.

Get away.

Now be off with you!

Shoo! Stat!

This will hurt me more than it does you.

The old master is not very sensible.

He's trying to deprive us of our right to be.

Useful citizens.

That's quite a throw there you got, old master.

Would you like to try it again?

Just with me?

Where are your manners? Can't you see I'm busy?

Flee.

Just once.

Very well, if you insist.

From now on, stick to your job of repairing a jet.

You have so very little time, old master.

Come back here.

My strength.

My beautiful strength.

Where has it gone?

Oh, dear.

Oh, it's me.

Alack, alas.

Alack. My strength. My strength.

My beautiful strength.

Your hair isn't sour apple green anymore.

I fought them valiantly.

I grappled with them with the ferocity of the grizzly bear.

But to no avail.

Their numbers were too much for me.

I was overpowered, devitalized, denuded of my strength.

And all I wanted to do was to get a more detailed appraisal of the contents of

the box.

And they took it, right?

Same old Smith, same old monkey business.

What did they say?

You have very little time, old master.

Well, trying to stop them now would be useless.

But we could take off in an hour, maybe less, if we could get some fuel.

Let's go up to the drill site.

Would an hour give you enough time for stowage?

Well, it'll have to be enough.

All right, let's go.

Come on, darling.

Don't take it so hard, Dr. Smith.

We like you just the way you are now.

Don't we, robot?

Affirmative. And I am not afraid of you now, Dr. Smith. That I like.

You see me now a mere shadow of my former self.

Where are my rippling muscles?

My powerful shoulders?

My 12 -inch chest expansion? They're gone, Penny dear. They're all gone.

Well, you didn't have them very long. You couldn't miss them too much.

Can a man fail to miss love even though he has known it only briefly?

I have computed that all your strength came from your hair.

Vigorous exercise may restore it to you, Dr. Smith.

That's a good idea.

I doubt that.

If only I could regain my hair.

My strength, that is to say.

Then you would see me stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, imitate the

actions of the tiger.

And make amends for your larcenous appropriation of the box by reclaiming

Hold your tongue, you silly goose.

On your feet, Dr. Smith. We will start with a toe touch.

Exercise? In my weakened state?

Are you sure this will restore me?

Quite sure.

On your feet.

Down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down.

A little running in place. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. One,

two, three, four.

I cannot go on. I shall never survive.

Deep breathing exercise begins.

Dr. Smith, you've got your green hair back.

What?

Apparently, we are faced with an interesting intermittent symptom.

Never fear. Smith is here.

I am Smith the Mighty, the strongest man in the universe.

Where are they?

Let me at them. Do you think you can lead us to them, Robot?

Affirmative. Then let's go, Doctor.

It's demolition material.

And when you get it back, we'll be able to delay the destruction of this planet.

When I get it back?

When you did say demolition material?

Sure. It'll be easy for you. Just imitate the actions of the tiger like

always saying.

Yes, the actions of the tiger.

I've located their vehicles.

They must be close by.

How are things at the drill site?

Fine. I'm just starting on the first bottle.

All right, you carry on there. I'll try and locate them.

Maybe they'll listen to a man if he's alone and unarmed.

Be careful.

All right, your turn.

I drilled already.

So drill again.

Ain't you gonna do nothing?

Yeah, I'll do something. All right, I'll drill, I'll drill.

I think it's deep enough.

Okay, we'll find out.

Very good work, future citizens.

What's the matter? Are you scared?

No, I just don't want to be near that stuff.

Ha, ha, ha. Very funny. A barrel of...

Hold it.

Well, little master, you haven't left yet.

Very dangerous.

If you'd waited an hour, we'd have been out of here.

Delay the project?

Our controller would never forgive that.

Why didn't you ask him?

Oh, no.

You don't know him like I do, little master.

He's brutal, little master.

Any more brutal than you?

Watch your talk, little master.

Hold it. He's mine.

Are you sure they're stoking in there?

Affirmative. I surrender them limb from limb.

Dr. Smith, just get the box of demolition material. That's all we want.

Ha!

You must be very strong.

Yes.

I'm Zachary Smith.

Smith the mighty.

The strongest man in the universe.

How frightening.

How deliciously scary you make me feel.

Well, I...

they pretty yes you are i mean they are lovely color

they go very well with you yes come

with me

Dr. Smith is. He sure has a weak head.

I mean, even I could see that that girl was just putting him on.

I'll go in and get him.

Discretion is the better part of valor, Will Robinson.

I just don't want to see him get mixed up with that girl. Come on.

Oh.

Treachery, thy name is woman.

Oh, poor old master.

He got a little head.

Make our new guest comfortable.

It's all your fault, you cowardly clown.

Very little, Master.

We may take you with us when we go.

Then you can grow up to be a useful citizen, just like us.

First this one.

Then that one.

Then... Let's go.

Remarkable how he opened that box.

If only I'd known how it was done a bit sooner.

Forget about the box, Dr. Smith. What are we going to do?

Say our prayers, I'm afraid.

Will.

Come in, Will.

This is the Jupiter II.

Will, answer.

Well, it's my guess that they went after the demolition box.

Even with Dr.

Smith in his, um, devitalized state?

I saw him doing some setting up exercises just before they disappeared.

Of his own free will?

I think the robot was counting cadence.

John, how much time do we have?

That one came too close to this planet's call for comfort.

Maureen, do you remember everything you've learned about liftoff procedure?

Yes, I review it constantly. Why?

Well, while Dan and I are out looking for Will.

I want you and the girls to check every system on this ship for go.

All right, dear, but what for?

Well, I hope it won't be necessary, but you and Penny and Judy may have to lift

off without us. Dad, we can't.

Now, we'll keep in touch, but if I give the order for lift off, that's exactly

what you'll do.

Are we clear on that?

I should never have allowed you to talk me into this futile quest with its

tragic consequences.

William, perhaps you could persuade them to take me along when they leave.

He didn't mean it, Dr. Smith.

And even if he did, I wouldn't go with them. But don't you wish to survive?

Not if you have to be a useful citizen like them.

We're caught in a trap like rats.

I feel so weak.

To repeat an earlier suggestion, Dr. Smith, vigorous exercise may restore

strength to you.

That's right.

And even though you're chained up, you can at least do some deep breathing

exercises. That is precisely what I had in mind. Are you ready, Dr. Smith?

It's hopeless.

Breathe deeply, Dr. Smith.

I'll try, but it's hopeless.

In, out, in, out.

I'm beginning to feel my strength returning.

Keep it up, Dr. Smith.

In, out, in, out.

exercises undoubtedly revive the alien fumes which are still trapped in your

lungs. I hope that you will remember to give me credit.

militia team was when I saw it last.

Will?

Come in, son.

Let's try that way.

John, I think one of us should be back to the Jupiter.

I think it better be you. Your family's back there.

If anybody goes back, it'll be you.

I've got to stay here till I find Will or... Don, get back to the ship. That's

an order.

Do we wait for your okay for liftoff?

Liftoff's in 15 minutes, whether I give that order or not.

to the Jupiter.

Data inadequate for accurate estimates.

A slight concussion in the cave has affected my linear sensors.

Well, let's get on with it.

Warning, warning. I have reason to believe we are being pursued.

We must hurry.

Good heavens, what a strange feeling.

Dr. Smith, you're normal again.

I am?

Yes, so I am.

Oh, my back. My back is a disaster area.

Try doing some deep breathing exercises, but make it fast. Yes, yes.

No, no, it's no use, William. No use at all. This picture has been once too

often to the well.

Well, maybe we could try pushing it. Yes.

I can't budge it.

Oh, don't just stand there, you need help the boy.

Nice to see you again, dear sir.

As you can plainly see, we are only trying to help.

Sure you were, old master.

I'm not so old, really. I'm quite young.

Well, this looks like a good spot to drill.

Get going.

I'm afraid it's too late to prevent that now, little master.

I'm going to ask you to listen to reason for the last time.

Now, if you give us one hour, we can be off this planet. After that, it is all

yours. Oh, it's not our planet.

We're just destroying it.

Go ahead.

Stop!

You enjoy making a mockery of life.

To you, death's a big joke, isn't it?

We like it.

Right after those last two holes are drilled.

This whole planet is going to go... Smith,

get Will out of the way.

Oh, come on now. You can't hurt us with that.

He's too much, that one.

Well, maybe this can hurt you and maybe it can't.

Well, how does it feel, big master, to be standing on a planet that's going to

explode in no way of getting off?

Oh.

Well, go ahead. Give the order. Have them drill those last two holes.

But just remember this. You've got a week's repair work ahead of you.

Oh.

You think this planet will wait that long before it blows?

Well, if you need any help, just holler.

But you better make it snappy, because we're leaving here in one hour.

Well, let's go.

Martha.

Bob.

Dad, the planet just blew.

What if those aliens got off in time?

Well, with those extra repair parts we left them, I don't think they'll have

trouble. Well, let's hope they learned a lesson.

Maybe I can raise something on the radio monitor.

Okay.

John, the blips at 5 o 'clock coming fast.

Get that heap off the road, little masters.

Don't let them get away with that, are you?

can't afford to waste the fuel.

I guess they haven't learned much of a lesson.

It just goes to prove there is nothing you can do with a really dedicated

misfit.

Thank you.