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I've altered our course by four degrees.

Good. That should give us a clear flight path for at least 24 hours.

Well, going on the assumption, of course, we aren't hit by a wild comet or

falling star or plow into some unknown asteroid.

You amaze me, Major West, worrying about normal occupational hazards like that.

Say, where's the robot?

He was supposed to compute our radial reactor.

Oh, Smith said he needed him for a few minutes on a project of major

Yeah, I can imagine.

Careful.

Careful! Careful, you incompetent imbecile! Not too much water. Give this

Give it here.

Indeed, I raised this plant from a tiny cutting. I have mothered it to its

present size.

There is no need for concern, Dr. Smith.

Unlike yourself, I have excellent judgment. Have you indeed?

Among the other members of this expedition, I am held in high esteem.

even say they regard me with deep affection.

Hold your tongue, you bumptious braggart. You'll pop a rivet. Stand

Stand aside!

There are many good reasons, Dr. Smith, why I am so well liked.

I am honest, kind, gentle, courteous, brave, self -sacrificing, and a real

guy. And a real great goose.

Dr. Smith, if you're done with the robot, can I... What's the trouble,

This plant.

You know Dad's orders. No one's supposed to bring any kind of vegetation of

alien kind on the ship.

I recall your father's edict very well indeed, but surely it does not apply to

this innocent little orange tree.

Besides, Dr. Smith is its mother.

If you quote me, quote accurately, Boobie, that is not what I said.

Dr. Smith, I'm not so sure that's an orange tree.

Oh, William, of course it's an orange tree. Any day now, a great crop of

luscious Valencia oranges will burst forth.

But space radiation can affect any plant's photosynthesis process.

We don't know what that might turn into.

You might be placing us all in deadly danger.

You're both making much ado over nothing.

Well, just the same. When Don sees it, he's going to throw it overboard.

Will he indeed?

And you with it.

To please you, William, I shall get rid of the plant immediately.

Now you're talking.

Oh, can I please take the robot?

As far as I am concerned, you may take him and lose him. This parting brings an

end to horror. Let us hope we do not meet tomorrow.

Be gone, booby.

How ridiculous.

As if a harmless little citrus plant could be anything but a fountain of

delicious orange juice.

They're all jealous of my horticultural ability. All of them.

Jealous. Jealous.

Looks like some kind of radiation belt.

It must be a galactic phenomenon.

It's a phenomenon.

Where you are?

I'm covering radiation shock waves.

Can't we order our course?

We don't have enough time. Whatever it is, we're going to have to take a chance

and fly right through it.

Better warn the children.

due to this condition.

The good doctor is only paralyzed with fear.

Silence, Lily. Why shouldn't I be?

There's just so much a man can stand.

Man?

Spare me the asinine aside, you insensitive idiot.

I've suffered a severe emotional shock.

I'm terribly sorry, Dr. Smith.

Thank you, William. My entire nervous system has been damaged. I shall require

at least 24 hours to recuperate. William, dear boy, would you see to it

dinner is served in my quarters?

All right.

You can go a brick later, Smith. Right now I've got a lot of repair work to do.

Believe me, Major, I am beyond physical effort of any kind.

I don't want to have to tell you again.

Move. But I need a little time in order to recover from my recent experience.

Smith.

Very well, Major, but you will regret it.

Denying an exhausted man a little peace and quiet, cold and cruel you are.

All right, Smith. Now don't mind the compliments. I'll meet you on the upper

deck in 30 seconds.

30 seconds indeed.

That's it for then.

System A's all right.

I'd say we were lucky. Only minor damage.

Let's try system B. Right. Oh, that's steady.

Smith,

give me an R -14 transistor unit, please.

I think the ship is burning up. What?

I think the ship is burning up.

Well, what are you going to do?

Nothing to worry about.

There's no danger.

Our hull picked up some electroactive waves going through the radiation belt.

That'll burn off in a few hours.

How nice.

Are you all right?

In reply to your question, I must tell you, I have reached a point beyond any

feeling at all.

All right, Smith.

We get the idea. You're tired, right?

You're quite wrong, Major. I am completely and utterly exhausted.

Well, then, perhaps you'd better get some rest.

Perhaps I'd better. Bless you.

You know that whole routine was an act.

Yeah, tell me about it, Don.

Smith, dinner's ready.

Dr.

Smith, wake up!

Oh, William, get away from me, you loathsome thing.

William, what is it?

It's your orange tree, Dr. Smith. Space radiation must have mutated it.

Boy, it's a good thing I decided to wake you up. Oh, William, I'm indeed

grateful. How terrible it is. That thing was going to attack me, and I raised it

from nothing.

I wouldn't say it was attacking you. It looked kind of affectionate.

Affectionate. Affectionate.

Do you really think so, William?

Well, that doesn't change the fact that you promised to get rid of it. I fully

intended to, William, but you see, we encountered the radiation belt and it

slipped my mind.

Well, I think I'd better go tell Dad and Don.

William, there is no reason to act in haste. After all, we discovered the

before any appreciable harm could be done.

I'm quite sure that we can handle the situation.

without involving the others.

I don't know.

There is really no problem, believe me.

I promise to dispose of this thing immediately.

Well... All right. But you're going to have to put it through the jet exhaust

it'll burn up.

No sooner off your tongue than it is done. Now run along and have your

I'll join you in a trice.

Pity. In season, we could have had oranges as big as watermelons.

an affectionate little devil, aren't you?

Here's our position, and this is where we're going. How many days did Dad say

it'd take us to get there?

About ten.

Sure is a long time from now.

Why didn't Dad select this galaxy?

Look, it's much closer.

True. But the chances of finding an advanced civilization in any of these

worlds is pretty slim.

Yeah. I suppose so.

Penny? What's wrong?

Nothing. Everything's just fine.

Penny?

Well, it's just that now we're back in space, I'm anxious to go home.

All of us feel the same way, Penny.

Yeah, but we're so close.

Oh, sure we are. Just ten million miles away. Give or take a few million.

Oh, Judy, you know what I mean.

Of course I do.

But let's not rush things. We'll get home.

You know the old Chinese proverb.

A journey of a thousand miles starts with one step.

All right, I'll try to curb my impatience.

Something's wrong with the air ventilation system.

Get Dad and Dawn.

Stabilizing units over here.

Switch them off and turn on two accelerators.

How long do you think you can keep us steady on secondaries?

A couple of hours, I think.

Do you think you can find and fix what's wrong by then, Dad?

We'd better, Judy.

What happens if you don't?

With Jupiter, too, we'll just start rolling over and over like a ball.

The arrow balance meter indicates all our intake ducts are closed.

Well, it's strange we couldn't have picked up anything in space.

It doesn't make sense.

Distribution and balance seems to be resting directly on top of the Jupiter.

Look! That of a plant group.

Now we know what's shutting off the air ducts. But we've been traveling in space

for hours. How could a plant attach itself to the spaceship?

That's a good question, Judy.

Oh, sadness, oh sorrow.

It never occurred to me that anything as terrible as this would happen.

All this extra work is your fault.

Will told you to dispose of that plant through the jet exhaust.

Yes, I know he did, but it was so heavy, so like the prize idiot, you sent it

out into space through the escape hatch. Believe me, Major, I never thought for

a moment it would attach itself to the Jupiter.

I'm truly sorry, really, I am.

Unfortunately, your regrets don't help the situation now.

It wasn't all Dr. Smith's fault. I'm responsible, too.

Yes, you are, son.

You should have reported the finding of that plant immediately.

Does anyone have any suggestions?

Perhaps I can be of service, Professor Robinson.

Unless you have some idea of how to get that plant off this ship.

My computers indicate the plant is clinging to the ship because it believes

Smith to be its mother.

Tackle tail.

Oh, no. Now I've heard everything.

Unfortunately, I have no ready solution, but I can give you some further

information. All right, let's have it. I have computed the performance range of

our auxiliary stabilizers. They will function for 38 minutes and 10 seconds.

If the intake ducts are not cleared of the plant growth before that time, we

will all perish.

Forgive me for revealing such depressing information.

38 minutes and 10 seconds old.

There must be some way out of this.

Doc!

Give me a reading of the atmospheric density of that planet down there.

About 30 pounds per square inch.

That just might do it.

What's the plan?

Destroy the plant if we're lucky.

Take her down.

John, wait a minute.

That robot might have something.

The plant seems to have some kind of intelligence.

You might be right.

It moved up when I said destroy it.

Let's go.

This is madness, Professor.

You'll destroy us all.

I'm fully aware of the danger, Doctor.

Who knows what horrid alien life forms may exist down there.

We have one chance, Dr. Smith. If Dad's plan works, our entry into the planet's

atmosphere will set the vegetation on the ship afire, killing it.

And possibly us into the bargain.

Suppose the gravitational pull of this unknown world is too strong for us. In

that case, Smith, your miserable life will come to a merciful end.

We'll be entering the planet's atmosphere in a few moments.

The radio. Someone's trying to contact us.

Match our wavelength to theirs. Yes, sir.

This is the Jupiter II space expedition from Earth. Come in.

This is the Jupiter... You are about to enter a restricted zone.

Alter your flight pattern immediately and leave the area.

We repeat, this is a restricted zone.

Give me the mic, son.

This is John Robinson from the planet Earth.

We're having some trouble up here. We must enter your atmosphere.

A final warning.

Leave this area at once.

Do not attempt to enter our atmosphere, or you will be destroyed.

We've got to make an entry. This is an emergency.

Stop sending.

Dan, look at those blips.

I wonder what they are.

We'll find out soon enough.

We'd better take that advice from our unfriendly host.

Danger! Danger!

There they are!

Oh, dear.

Did you know that I once studied to be an architect?

Oh, that's much too dangerous a profession, Major.

You'd fall off a 40 -story building and whammo, that's it. Yeah, I know what you

mean.

The Adams, why would they want to attack us? We told them we were friendly. Oh,

William.

In a hostile environment of space, there are no reasonable explanations.

Well, it could have been a mistake, Dr. Smith. We're not positive they heard our

radio message.

That's a possibility, son.

Why don't you try to contact them again?

Well, gentlemen, what are we going to do?

We cannot enter the environment of that hostile planet, and we do not have the

time to try and reach another one.

Well, we still have a little time, Dr. Smith.

Hardly an optimistic outlook, if you would like my opinion.

We don't like it. We don't want to hear it, Smith.

Spare me your bullying tactics, Mater. You cannot frighten me.

I shall say whatever I please whenever it pleases me.

Look.

We've got enough troubles without you two acting like a couple of overgrown

schoolboys. He started it.

Well, I'm going to finish it. Doctor, go to your quarters.

I believe I shall.

It will be a distinct pleasure to leave the presence of this militant moron.

This is the Jupiter II space expedition from Earth. We're requesting permission

to land on your planet.

I repeat, this is the Jupiter II. We're in desperate shape. Do you think we

could land?

I guess that answers our question. What do we do now?

An immediate decision is essential.

The mass of the monster plant outside is growing with every moment.

We take her down. What about the warning?

Well, that's a chance we'll have to take. Maybe we can burn off the plant

they launch another missile at it.

You and the robot go below, Will. Yes, sir.

Try third gyro.

Gyro regulator is reading 162 .6.

Check. Right there.

There it is again.

Robot's right. It's getting bigger.

We haven't got a minute to lose.

Try four more points.

Atmosphere entry in nine seconds.

Eight.

Seven. Six.

Five.

Four. Three.

Two.

One. Entry.

Give me a cockpit reading on the outer hull temperature.

1 ,200 degrees.

1 ,600 degrees.

2 ,400 degrees and still climbing.

I think it's working.

Skin temperature, 4 ,000 degrees.

Nothing could survive that.

The ducts are clear.

No indication of outside mass attached to ship.

All right, let's get out of here while we can.

Rick for emergency lighting.

That kind of laser beam from that planet below drained all our power.

We're like sitting ducks up here. Why don't they just knock us over?

Well, that beam and all those missiles came from one attack area.

Our orbit's taking us out of range.

How long before we can recharge and get out of here?

We'll need 20 hours, full recharge.

That'll give us enough power to reach escape velocity?

There's only one problem.

In 11 hours, our orbit's going to take us right over that attack area again.

Yes? Major West.

Oh, come in.

I want to talk to you, Smith.

It's quite important.

Very well, proceed.

We're still trying to make contact with the planet.

So far, no luck.

Something has to be done.

And we have to do it.

Did you say we, Major?

Someone has to go down to that planet and convince them we're not their

And how do you propose to accomplish this miraculous mission?

Do we grow wings and fly?

No.

By using the space pod, we can get to the attack area before the Jupiter II.

You see, the pod's small enough to go undetected.

That's a splendid idea, Major. I suggest you go along, and my blessings go with

you. I'm glad you approved, Dr. Smith, because you're going with me.

I am?

Oh, we'll have a much better chance of success if there are two of us.

Well, much as I would like to accept your kind invitation, Major, I'm afraid

you'd better look for somebody else, you see.

By nature, I am not exactly suited for this particular type of work.

You're the most expandable of the whole group, and you're going with me.

Thank you, no.

My mind is made up.

I'm sorry, Dr. Smith, but I just can't take no for an answer.

You're quite right, Major.

Two heads are better than one.

I shall be delighted to accompany you.

Indeed. Forcing me to leave without saying goodbye to my dear friends?

You're a cold callous man.

We'll be back before they know it. I fear they will never see me again.

What a dismal and desolate place.

There's no sign of habitation anywhere.

Peter, I suggest we return to our spaceship.

Those missiles didn't fire themselves, Smith. We're not alone on this planet.

Come on.

Peter! The space pod is going to take off. Stop it.

Let me go. Let me go.

Red, come back here.

Look, Major, it's gone.

Do you realize we are marooned on this most second planet? Why didn't you try

stop it? Because I deliberately set the remote control system so it would return

to the Jupiter II.

Right now, Smith, we're expendable. No sense in sacrificing the vital piece of

equipment along with us now, is there?

Oh, good heavens, I'm trapped here with a madman. Now, you just take it easy,

Smith. As far as we're concerned, the space pod has served its purpose.

Now, let's see. If the Robinsons want a return to this planet, they'll be able

to. Why, don't you understand that?

I understand that.

And suppose we wish to rejoin them.

Well, Smith, old boy, in that case, we've burned our bridges behind us.

Now, we've got three hours before the Jupiter II passes over here.

Come on, let's find those aliens who don't like us.

I can't see a living thing.

There was never any life on this planet.

You're wrong again, Smith, and I can prove it.

From the looks of this skull, animals greatly resembling our own once

this planet.

Well, take it away. You know how sensitive I am.

Let's take a look over here.

Major, I'm completely exhausted.

My delicate back is a disaster area. I must rest.

All right, you stay here. I'll take a look behind those rocks.

Oh, dear.

This whole thing is an incredible wild goose chase.

What is it now, Smith? Over there.

Look.

All right, I'm looking.

He was here just a moment ago.

Smith, you better take hold of yourself. You're beginning to slip. I am not

imagining things. He was an old man.

and he was looking directly at me.

All right, all right. Maybe there was someone here, but he's gone now.

Now, there's a cave over there behind those rocks. Let's go investigate.

It's an excellent idea.

Why don't you run along, and I shall wait for you here.

Smith, am I going to have to drag you along with me? There's no need for both

us to go.

Well, I wouldn't want to leave you here alone in this dangerous place.

How very considerate of you.

He was here, right here, and I saw him. I did.

I beg you to reconsider. We could be placing ourselves in deadly peril.

Which would you rather face, Smith? What's inside there or me?

Let us proceed.

It doesn't look like anyone's been in here for a long, long time.

I wonder who lived here.

I am not in the least bit interested.

Major!

Help me up.

Hear then the story of this ancient world.

In the beginning, the planets fought among themselves.

For 10 ,000 years, civilizations battled with each other.

And then the Sobrams appeared, a race whose sole enjoyment was the making of

war.

They had created an indestructible planet capable of moving through the

at will.

But if the world of the Sobrams was indestructible, they themselves were

They fought to their own extinction.

Now, nothing remains of this warrior race except this world.

And the history you have heard.

But if there aren't almost two rams, who fired those missiles at us?

I don't know.

But no matter how it was done, we've got to find those missile launchers and

destroy them.

Let's look in there.

Come on.

I can't get down.

I just can't figure out why Dr. Smith would volunteer to go down on that

with Don.

It is completely against Dr. Smith's normal behavior pattern of stark terror.

If we could find the means that Don used to convince him, we should bottle it.

How are we going to find this place?

The servo mechanism sent the home in on the exact spot the pod took off from.

Touchdown should be within 20 seconds.

Well, we found what we were looking for.

Those are missile launching tubes.

Then I suggest we destroy them immediately and relay the information

others. You know something, Smith?

Once in a while, you do come up with a good idea.

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you shoot?

I can't seem to pull the trigger.

Try.

Put away that weapon.

It is useless here.

My dear sir, we meant you no harm.

All we would like is your permission to leave.

I know all about your problem.

You do?

Yes, I've been observing you.

Well, since you're aware of our situation, I'll get right to the point.

We can be away from here in 15 hours if you'll allow us to continue our orbit

around this planet without firing.

I might, provided you agree to my terms.

Anything, sir.

Anything. Smith!

Let's hear the proposition before we go jumping, huh?

What do you have in mind?

I am the last of the once mighty warrior race of the Sobrands.

According to the history I heard, I thought there were no more Sobrands.

record was prepared by myself. I didn't think anybody would arrive here before I

perished. Go on.

The end of my life is near.

But before it is over, there is a legacy I must leave.

Oh, my dear sir, I shall be more than happy to help you with your will. You

as something of a legal brain, let me assure you, I can avoid all but the most

complicated of probates.

Yes. Well, that's not what I meant.

Just what did you mean?

And what is your legacy?

One of you must stay behind and take over this planet.

Either that, or you will all be destroyed.

Where do you think they are, Dad?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Let's scout the area.

Professor Robinson!

Professor Robinson!

What is it? My sensors indicate that Dr. Smith is approaching from that

direction.

I perfectly will.

We're starting.

He's safe and sound. And I have other good news for you. Our difficulties are

over. We can keep the spaceship in orbit around this planet as long as we like

without fear of further attack.

That's great, Dr. Smith.

My sensors are also highly pleased.

Why isn't Don with you?

He's still making arrangements with the alien.

Arrangements?

There's no reason to concern yourself.

Just a minor detail. You know how fussy these aliens are.

All right, let's have the whole story.

And I want the truth.

I promise you, it's nothing.

I'm waiting.

Surely you don't doubt my word?

Are you going to answer me?

There's no need for hostility.

The alien agreed to allow the Jupiter to stay in orbit if one of us would remain

here on the planet.

Major West volunteered.

I feel as badly as you do believe me.

The Major acted in the noblest tradition of the true hero. He sacrificed himself

for us.

You can cut the embroidery.

I want to talk to Don, and I want to talk to that alien.

Believe me, it is the best way.

For the last time, are you going to take me to them?

If you insist.

You'll find the Major in there.

After you.

Perhaps I should remain out here. There's really no need for me to...

What's

that noise?

A faintest idea, and I don't wish to find out.

Well, I want to find out.

You're making a mistake.

Now keep moving.

I think this way.

No.

No.

This way.

I refuse to go another step.

Dr. Smith?

Yes, Professor Robertson.

Your friend will recover in a few moments, Professor Robinson.

He submitted to this test at his own choice.

What are you doing to him?

The Major volunteered to run this war world for me.

I was testing him to see if he was capable of it.

Well... Done.

Are you all right?

Do we have a deal?

No.

Unfortunately, you have not the qualities necessary to run this world.

I must make other arrangements.

But there must be some mistake, sir. The Major is an expert in military

strategy, and his courage is beyond question. I'm sure he's an ideal choice.

This character test has revealed those facts.

It's in the area of moral conscience that the Major fails.

Now, let me get this straight.

You offered to take over the operation of this place?

In exchange for the privilege of orbiting our ship around this planet.

I see.

But let me handle this.

If Major West is

unacceptable to you, maybe I am.

Dad, no!

Your father is also unacceptable for the task, Earth boy.

Like the Major, his sense of honor and fair play is too great.

Ethical standards have no place in my world.

What's to prevent us from destroying this place right now?

First of all, you must kill me.

And that's against your ethical code.

But if you could bring yourself to do it, there is a missile site on the other

side of the planet which is automated to destroy... if this site is attacked.

My sensors have computed this machine, and it is not as the alien says.

He does not wish someone to take over this world after he dies.

What does he mean?

Merely a harmless deception designed to make it easier for one of your group to

stay behind.

You'd better start explaining fast.

Why should I?

Time is on my side.

Within 40 minutes of your Earth time, your ship will be over this site.

The alien seeks one thing. Someone to play against him in one last war game. A

game that eventually will destroy this entire world.

Is that true?

My opponent will be given the other missile site.

And together we will do battle until there is nothing left of this world.

Can you think of a better way for a warrior race to end?

I can think of lots better ways.

Naturally.

You're the constant victim of your own ethical standards.

There's only one person I know who's totally without any standards.

Perhaps.

He certainly has a sneaky look of a dirty fighter.

You've got my personal guarantee for it.

No, no, you can't take me. I'm not at all well. I wouldn't be any good at war

games. Ask William. I can't even beat him at a game of chess.

Dr. Smith, you told me you beat the robot ten straight games.

Beat the robot?

Aye? Well, that's impossible, William. What are you saying?

Tell them.

Tell them. Tell them, my magnificent mobile, that nobody can beat a machine.

Tell them that...

Of course, the best competitor in any glorious war game.

User, volunteer.

Dr. Smith, you can't do that.

I am afraid I must, Will Robinson.

My computers indicate there is no other course of action.

But it will never work. You're programmed only to defend, not attack.

And besides, you're more ethical than any of us. A condition that can be

remedied. I shall simply remove his sensory tapes.

And would the mechanical man be then well equipped enough to do battle with

Absolutely.

Is that true?

It's true.

Do you accept my offer?

I do.

Splendid, then it's all settled.

I shall at once remove his tapes.

I'd like to say goodbye to the robot while he still has all his tapes.

Good heavens, William, this is hardly the time for sentimentality.

If you must, you must.

And so, my young friend, we come to the parting of the ways.

You shouldn't have done it.

We could have thought of another solution.

There was no time.

Besides, you are a big boy now, Will. The realities of life must be faced.

But none of us will ever see you again.

Even if all my sensors are removed, I shall not forget you.

Robot, I... I... Nothing.

Go, Will Robinson.

Leave me and do not look back.

get this over with.

There's no point in our remaining.

Smith, we'll meet you back at the park.

I shall join you in a few moments.

There!

Tea.

Ah.

Yes. Well, Judy and Penny are taking it very badly, I'm afraid.

There just wasn't anything else we could do, Maureen.

Don and Will are on their way back to the spaceship.

When they arrive, send the pod down to pick us up.

All right.

Mother, they're back.

Oh, John.

I heard, Maureen.

Now you know what to do.

Yes.

I'll see you soon, dear.

Oh.

Oh, dear.

Well, I see that William and the Major have departed for the spaceship.

Excellent.

Is that the robot sensory tape?

Yes, it is. I thought that William would like to keep it for old time's sake.

That's very kind of you.

Oh, good heavens. Don't tell me you're suffering pangs of loss for that

ridiculous robot.

As a matter of fact, I am.

For shame, Professor.

For shame.

Well, let's just drop the subject, then. Very well, but not to worry.

This tape can surely be installed in any other mechanical man once we return to

Earth. It wouldn't be the same thing.

Nonsense. One robot is like another. When you've seen one, you've seen them

Freeze!

Freeze indeed, why should I freeze?

The climate on this planet is really quite comfortable.

Freeze? But... No!

What are you waiting for? Can't you see we're being invaded by an alien plant

monster? Wait a minute, I've got an idea.

That's the same plant creature.

It is?

It's the same little fellow that I raised from nothing, are you sure?

It's a mutation of its original form.

Somehow it's learned survival.

It may have enough basic intelligence to help us.

Well, of course it will help us. Just tell me what you want it to do.

There's only one of them. That could be a problem.

Well, its cell structure indicates that it could be parthenogenesis.

And that could do it.

Parthenogenesis? I used to know what that means.

Never mind what it means. You've got a big job ahead of you.

Me? Yes, when the space pod returns, get all the neutron grenades and a spare

laser. A spare laser.

Now, now comes the hard part.

We're going to want you to do it.

You've been told where the other launch site is.

There.

Now, you will go there and activate all missiles for the final battle.

Affirmative.

Without your sensory tapes, you're not much of a conversationalist.

However... That was not what I bought you for.

Now mark this.

Our little battle will begin precisely at... I'm afraid you're going to have to

postpone your little battle indefinitely.

You keep out of this. I bought this robot. He's mine.

I'm not arguing about that.

I'm here to tell you that this planet, this war world of yours, is being

invaded.

Invaded?

By an army of plant creatures.

Ridiculous. No one would dare to invade this war world.

Look for yourself.

Now, hold still while I fasten your gun belt.

Oh, the pain of it all.

A valley to a monster.

There! Now, don't be sensitive, dear boy. When a child goes forth into the

world, it is the duty of his mother to see to it that it learns to face

realities. Do you understand?

If you're going to be a monster, be the best monster.

Now hold perfectly still.

Any moment now, you're going to have to look like a whole invading army. Don't

go away. I must fetch the grenades.

Now let me put them right here.

Yes. Now, take one. Take one quickly.

And hold it. Now then, throw it like that.

Bravo! There's a good boy.

What is your friend doing there?

He's trying to convince the leader of the planned creatures to leave in peace

and save your world.

Save my world? The greatest warrior race in the galaxy and you dare to presume

that we would accept peace?

I shall destroy their leader with a hyperlaser beam.

I wouldn't suggest that.

You might be in for an unpleasant surprise.

Nonsense! Nothing could withstand a Sogram hyperlaser beam.

Parthenogenitive life form.

Parthenogenesis. Now I remember what that word means.

Oh, here. Here, hold this, will you? Carefully, the robot tape.

There. Now all the grenades are activated.

Perhaps a worthier opponent than I thought.

It will be necessary to avoid using light -amplifying weapons.

Now let me see.

Suppose we try radion rocket.

Let me see now.

Ah,

flame bombs.

That's the answer.

First, they must be cut off from the main attack force.

Now, let me see what the range might be. Now, X, X.

X6.

X7.

X8.

sensory tape I gave to one of the monsters.

When you get that tape back, you'll be a mindless machine.

Don't throw that tape!

Wait here!

I did it. You certainly did. Now let's get inside.

You know, I'm really proud of you for saving the robot sensory tapes, Dr.

My gratitude also has no bounds.

A mother could do no more for her own child than you did for me.

Spare me your gratitude.

You're no child of mine, you cumbersome clump.

I just blacked out for a moment. I don't know what could have possessed me. Oh,

come on, Dr. Smith. You're not fooling anyone.

We all know you're as fond of the robot as the rest of us.

Bah humbug!

There! You juvenile junk pile, you're as good as new.

Thank you, Dr. Smith.

I am now doubly in your debt. However, I am not sure if my basic arithmetic tape

is intact.

I will have to test it. One and one makes two.

That is correct.

Two and two make four.

That is correct.

Three and three make six. Oh, good heavens, to think that I abandoned that

charming and intelligent little plant for this bumbling bucket of bolts.

Eight and eight make thirty -seven. Thirty -six.

Nine and thirty -six make eleven -eleven.

11 to 11?

11 to 11 and one mile makes six oranges.

Oranges? What have oranges to do with this? Oh, good heavens, I should have to

start all over again.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. 11 to 11 and oranges, this is all your fault.

However, let me tell you, you're simply not worth it. And that is correct.