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The eternal wonders... of space and time.

The far away dreams and mysteries of other worlds...

Other life.

The stars, the planets.

Man has been face to face with them for centuries,

yet is barely able to penetrate their unknown secrets.

Some time,

some day,

the barrier will be pierced.

Why must we wait?

Why not now?

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four

code 63,

can you hear us?

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four code 63.

Can you hear us?

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four code 63.

Can you show any sign of recognition?

White Sands to Rocket Four code 63, come in!

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four code 63.

Can you hear us?

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four code 63.

Can you show any sign of recognition?

White Sands calling Moon Rocket Four code 63.

Can you show any sign of recognition?

Well.

What do you know?

Telephone, Commander, shall I say you're out?

Help the others.

All right, you sleeping beauties, hit the deck.

Every man a tiger, let's go.

- You all right, Helen? - Sure, Kip, thanks.

In space.

We made it.

Oh brother,

am I gonna collect some bets.

White Sands to Moon Rocket Four code 63, come in.

Tell him there's no one here but us space people.

Not yet, first I want your initial reports.

Remember, this is a scientific expedition

and not a stunt!

- Are we on course, Helen? - On course.

- Are you sure? - Quite.

You know, Laird, I have the strangest feeling,

as though all this has happened before.

White Sands to Moon Rocket Four

code 63, come in!

Rocket Four to White Sands.

Grainger speaking, can you hear me?

Can we hear you? Come in!

We have passed the 2,000 mile level,

are traveling in space.

Speed, seven miles a second.

Motor smooth, fuel consumption .865.

Temperature density of atom chamber, unchanged.

Nitrate pictate acid secure.

We will report again at 1400, over and out.

Wait a minute, Commander.

There's a world full of people listening in.

Are you all right, could we have a few words from the crew?

- No! - Oh, come on, Laird,

don't be stuffy.

All right, speak from your stations, but be brief!

Rocket Four to White Sands, stand by.

The next voice you hear will be Kip Reissner, Co-Pilot.

All I gotta say is watch out for that first step,

it's a pip.

Helen Salinger, Navigator.

Hello, Alpha, we're on our way.

This is Doug Smith, Radio Operator.

I'm gonna bring you a piece of that green cheese for sure.

Walt Walters, Engineer.

We're humming along, folks.

That new lubrication by the Delphi Oil Company,

sure turned the trick.

Over to you, White Sands.

That plug ought to make a couple of grand, huh?

- Over and out. - Hold on, Rocket Four code 63,

we wanna switch you over

to Washington and General Rayburn.

Members of Atomic Rocket Crew Four,

our congratulations on your magnificent achievement.

You have embarked on a space journey of over 200,000 miles.

At 25,000 miles per hour,

you have 10 hours flight ahead of you.

The scientific ingenuity that made this flight possible...

- Got any gum? - Shh.

There must now be added, your skill,

your courage, and our prayers.

Weight balance to right.

Something's embedded in our rear section.

The atomic chamber!

Heat radiation going up fast!

Must be a meteor. Can we shake it?

Maybe centrifugal force will dislodge it!

'Til then we're circling.

- We've dumped it. - Nice work, Laird.

If we'd been paying more attention to our work,

this might not have happened.

Doug, didn't the meteor appear in the view screen?

I don't know, sir, I was listening to...

Exactly!

Well, for the rest of this journey

we operate strictly by the book.

The planners of this expedition

have foreseen all contingencies.

- We hope. - We do more than hope!

We work with confidence!

Now then, Helen, will you set us on course?

- Yes, sir. - Doug.

Tune in White Sands.

I'm trying, sir, but there's no pip,

I'm afraid I'm out of business.

Commander, the atom chamber, the nitric acid.

One of the containers must've broken.

If the acid reaches the fuel chamber, we'll explode, won't we?

Turn on the water line, that'll neutralize it.

- Nothing happened, sir. - Pour it on!

- It won't work, sir. - It's got to work!

- What are you doing? - I wanna check

that obstruction on the water line.

The acid'll burn through that suit in one minute flat!

I'll just need 59 seconds, I hope.

Come back here!

Kip!

He's done it, it's under control.

Every man a tiger, let's go.

Well, I guess I'm not out of business.

You must have skin like a rhinoceros,

- it didn't even blister. - We can't all be beautiful.

Is Laird sore?

After all, I did go over his head.

Well, he gave us another lecture on discipline.

He's right, you know, Kip.

We came only this far because we did it by the book.

Some things aren't in the book.

- I'm okay, go and talk to Laird. - Huh?

Go on, after all, you're his girl.

For the duration of this trip,

the only relation I have with Laird is a scientific one.

This is no time to pamper with the emotion.

I bet you got that from him.

- It's true. - It's hooey.

You can't turn love on and off like a faucet.

Believe me, baby, if I ever fell in love with you,

I'd chase you across the world, 'round the Moon and

all the way-stations in between.

Go on, beat it.

All right, hero, I'll go talk to Laird.

But if you don't mind, it'll only be about our landing.

You two make a great team.

Strong mind and strong back.

I suppose so.

View screen should be okay now, sir.

Thanks, Doug!

Helen, who is Alpha?

Alpha?

On the radio, you said, "Alpha, we're on our way."

I don't remember saying that.

Probably just a touch of space madness.

You know, there's one school of thought that said we'd all go insane.

Alpha.

You better pick your landing spot and start figuring.

I already have, we're on course.

That's what I call a navigator!

It's a valley on the dark side of the Moon.

The dark side?

How could you possibly know anything about the dark side?

All man has ever seen is the bright side.

Well the bright side cuts across part of this valley,

you can just barely see it on the photographs.

Well, why there?

We'd planned to study the bright side

and then circle to the dark side.

Please, Laird, this is a perfect landing place,

believe me, I don't know why I know it but,

I know it for sure.

You're the navigator.

We'll take a look at it, anyway.

Please take your stations, please, we're coming in.

- Start the retarders, Walt. - Yes, sir.

Retarders off, stabilizers on.

Unbuckle now.

Mighty pickings, Helen.

I knew it was the right place.

Someday I'm gonna ask you how.

What do we do first, Laird?

Wanna check the ship, do a repair job if necessary?

Well, let's make some findings,

we're on the Moon, not in a machine shop.

I'll go along with Helen on that.

We'll make a short exploratory tour, come back,

grab some sleep and then we'll look the ship over.

Okay, but I'd feel a lot better if I was sure

we're ready to take off at a moment's notice.

Why?

It's my Navy background.

In any engagement, be prepared to disengage.

Well this isn't the Navy.

Come on, Doug, help me into my suit.

These shoes are heavy!

You won't notice it when you get outside.

I want everybody to check everybody else's equipment.

It must be set number two,

because of the absolute cold in the dark side.

And when you get out there, remember, stay on the dark side!

Without any oxygen, what can you

possibly want with cigarettes?

I feel more at home carrying them.

About as silly as that gun, Kip.

You know there's no life on the Moon.

I guess I'm like Helen,

I feel more at home that way.

I wish you'd tell him not to, Laird.

Either we're on a scientific expedition

or we're a bunch of boy scouts on an outing.

I agree with you, Helen,

but I guess it won't do any hurt.

There's too much infantile romanticism in this crew.

Well, I guess I'd better leave this behind then.

I was gonna do this outside, but I guess it can wait.

What are those?

First letters from the Moon,

I even got my own cancellation stamp.

Oughta be worth a couple of hundred bucks a piece.

Why didn't you make up about 50 of them?

Brings the price down, boy, stamps has gotta be rare.

Mr. Walters, when you're ready.

All set, sir!

I'll go first, you wait here.

It works!

Come ahead!

Think of it, Helen.

200,000 miles away, we were.

Yet, we knew it would be like this.

We'll head that way.

Any particular reason?

There's a cave in the side of the crater

over there, I noticed it as we were settling in.

Buried treasure, perhaps?

Kip, would you mind very much

if we did operate by the book for a while?

Whatever the Commander says.

Single file!

Look out, meteorite!

Here we are at the dividing line.

It may not seem like much to us, but if

Helen will fish me out one of those

silly cigarettes, I'll show you something.

There it is!

Just like Helen said.

I wonder if the Commander would permit an observation.

Aw, come on, Kip, we don't have to get that formal.

Well I only wanted to point out

that from the angle the ship entered the crater,

it would've been impossible for Miss Salinger to spot that cave.

You mean she just guessed it was there?

If she could guess a landing spot on

the dark side of the Moon,

I suppose she could guess a cave.

- What are you driving at? - I don't know.

But I'll guarantee it isn't in the book.

Come on, let's go.

- Magnificent. - Let's go in!

Might as well.

Wait a minute,

wouldn't it be wise for someone to stay behind and guard the ship?

I don't think anybody will take it.

Helen?

Helen!

Come on, this way!

Stay right where you are!

I don't wanna lose anybody.

Exactly as I dreamed it.

Or did I?

Maybe this is the dream.

It's pretty weird.

Have you had enough?

If you're tired, we can go back.

No.

We go on this way.

Somebody miscalculated on these boots, Laird,

they're far too heavy.

They were all right outside.

I can't understand it.

Laird.

Look!

Moisture!

How can there be water without atmosphere?

Impossible!

This may be something that only looks like water.

Scientist doesn't know enough

to come in out of the rain.

Commander, did it ever occur to you

that maybe this is atmosphere?

On the Moon?

Could be why it's hard for us to walk.

Where there's atmosphere there's gotta be

gravitational pull to hold it, even I know that.

We'll go back and get our instruments.

That won't be necessary.

This'll prove it.

It's burning, that means oxygen.

One at a time!

It's air, all right!

Wait until I tell 'em I was the first man

to breathe on the Moon.

Maybe we can bottle this stuff for sale.

Moon mist, for chronic coughs and asthma.

Well, Laird, you'll have to admit

that one wasn't in the book.

How do you figure it?

That makes you very happy, I suppose.

Nah,

just curious.

Magnetic field on the dark side could exert

a gravitational pull if

a special one.

'Course, we'd have to verify it.

And this is a natural decompression chamber, isn't it, sir?

We're almost at the end.

How do you know we're almost at the end?

Well, it stands to reason, the air isn't stuffy

so there must be an opening nearby.

All right, we'll leave the suits here.

Well, I know one thing that goes with me, this.

Where there's oxygen there can be life.

And where there's life, there's death.

There you go again, Kip.

Why is it that the unknown always frightens people?

Why can't we expect love and friendship instead of death?

I'm all for love, and friendship,

but I worry.

Now, if you don't mind, Laird, I'll take the lead.

But I do mind, Kip.

In fact, I was about to suggest that you bring up the rear.

Helen!

Doug, look out!

Look out, Walt!

Helen.

Easy...easy.

Easy does it.

We killed 'em.

Oh.

Isn't it funny? I...

I knew about everything but this.

Forgive me, Kip.

I'm so sorry I was cross with you.

You all right, Helen?

Yes.

Just let me rest a little.

Walt, you come with me, we're going back

and guard those spacesuits.

The rest of you follow as soon as Helen can walk.

Doug, take this.

Any objections?

- Laird? - No, Kip, go ahead.

Come on, let's go, look around.

What happened?

Nothing, I... I just opened my eyes and missed you.

I'm all right now, should we go on?

Kip and Walt have gone back to the suits,

you can join them if you're able.

Back? Why back?

I think we've had enough for one day.

No.

You've been listening to Kip, he's just afraid.

I don't think Kip was afraid of anything, Helen.

But we don't know what's ahead.

Well, I'll tell you then.

Adventure, discovery, knowledge!

Isn't that why we came?

- Of course, but another day. - Now!

If you don't wanna come with me, I'll go on alone.

You listen to me, I'm still Commander of this expedition.

You're not my Commander!

I know where I wanna go and I'm going there!

Helen, what's gotten into you?

- Take your hands off me! - Grainger, they're gone.

- The spacesuits? - You must've missed 'em.

They're gone all right, Commander.

We went back to the place where we left them, there were

marks in the sands as if they'd been dragged away.

Just to make sure, we checked back as far as we could.

Darn near ran out of air.

But without suits, we're trapped.

Unless we find the joker who took them, and I'll have that gun now.

That settles the argument Laird and I were having.

If we can't go back, the obvious thing to do is go forward.

You seem very proud of yourself, Helen.

I am.

There it is.

You said that as if you knew it all the time.

It ain't true.

There can't be another world in the bowels of the Moon.

That's exactly what it is.

Cold.

I'd say there hasn't been a fire lit in this place in many years,

perhaps centuries.

Probably an extinct civilization.

It took some form of intelligence to steal those spacesuits.

Of course it did,

and a very high form to build a place like this.

You seem to know all about it.

What do they look like?

Hey, come here!

Look, it's all ready for lighting.

You bring your cigarettes and matches?

I told you I didn't feel at home without them.

Oh, that's better, I was getting a mighty lonely feeling.

Helen.

Helen, I asked you a question.

What?

You seemed to know this place was here.

What else do you know?

Nothing. I...

Certainly, I've never been here before. I must've dreamed it.

Did you dream who stole our spacesuits?

Of course not.

I grant you, Kip, this is something we didn't foresee.

But let's not lose our senses completely.

Somebody stole our suits!

And that somebody must still be around here.

Hey!

You out there!

Hey!

- You out there! - That guy sounds lost.

Come on, Doug, let's look around.

Hey!

Help!

Help!

- What happened? - Something jumped me.

- What sort of thing? - I couldn't tell,

it jumped on my back and tried to get at my throat.

- Where's Helen? - I don't know,

but I caught a glimpse of her during the fight

and she was just standing there watching.

Helen!

Helen!

Helen!

Helen!

The fire!

Helen!

Spread out quickly.

I got one, over here!

Let's have a look at it.

Anything in the book about that, Professor?

I don't know what to believe any more, Kip.

Well, you can believe this, they were definitely after this gun.

From here on we stick together, so they can't pick us off one by one.

I've got a hunch Helen will be back, we'll wait,

we'll... we'll give her one hour.

I'm still in command here, Kip.

That's right, Laird.

If you order us to separate, and go hunting for Helen,

we will.

No.

We'll wait.

I am here, Alpha.

It has been a long journey, Helen.

Welcome to the Moon.

This is my second in command, Beta.

And this is Lambda.

The others you will meet in time.

There's still so much I...

I don't understand.

You are now one of us.

Ask anything.

Well, I,

I still can't be sure whether you're speaking my language or I yours.

We need no language, Helen.

We can project our thoughts long distances,

as you well know.

Some day we will teach you.

In the meantime, we will speak your tongue,

just as we speak all of Earth's tongues.

Remember that our generation predates yours by centuries.

Yes.

What you taught me about celestial navigation,

made me look like quite a genius.

But why me, Alpha, and not the others?

We have no use for men.

What Beta means, is that we have no contact,

or control over them as we do among ourselves.

It seemed rather difficult to get a crew

entirely composed of women.

We decided to concentrate on you.

With your wisdom, how is it you never came to us on Earth?

Our ancestors made one fatal error, Helen.

When they discovered that the atmosphere around us

was beginning to disappear,

they decided to conserve oxygen.

Do you know what that meant?

Maximum energy reduction.

Planned genocide, to reduce population.

Then, we discovered we were only postponing the inevitable.

It was too late.

Our only hope was that a spaceship would come to us.

And now that we're here?

You will take back only three of us.

We three.

Only women?

We have no men.

But my knowledge is limited to navigation.

Can you... can you run the ship without them?

They will teach us how.

But you said you had no control over them.

Show us their weak points.

We'll take care of the rest.

It's strange.

I should care what happens to them...

And yet I don't.

No,

you see,

we don't care, and you are one of us.

All right, Kip, it's one hour, you were wrong.

Wait a minute.

I hear something.

Where have you been?

I've been trying to convince them we're their friends.

You know, Kip, it was your gun that frightened them.

I'd promised them you'd put it away.

Then un-promise.

This gun stays out until they produce the spacesuits.

Try to convince them of that.

Have no fear, Lieutenant Reissner.

Your suits are safe, and will be returned to you at the end of your visit.

Helen, they speak English.

There's is an ancient culture, Laird.

Their communication system is far in advance to ours.

You wanna be friends?

Then bring the spacesuits here and now.

Oh, don't be a bore!

It's all right, my dear, I understand.

Your suits will be returned to you

in the morning, Lieutenant.

Good, let's now start being friendly.

Pay no attention to him, he's only the co-pilot.

Commander Grainger here is our chief pilot

and head of our expedition.

This is Doug Smith, radio operator

and Walt Walters is our engineer.

I don't know all of their names yet,

but this is Alpha, Lambda, and Beta.

And most important of all, here is food.

Alpha?

Yes, they seem to have mastered the art of mental telepathy.

I don't understand it yet myself, but

she was sending me messages all the way.

Should... should we take a chance?

Why not?

Delicious.

Tastes a little like honeydew melon.

May we serve you, Earth men?

Well, thanks,

Lambda.

Come, sit down.

Delighted.

Mmm.

Come on, Kip, it's great!

I brought my dinner with me.

Rations?

He must be nuts.

Yes, sir, this is a nice layout.

I wonder what the folks back home would think,

if they knew I was having dinner with a beautiful Moon woman.

Do you have a special Earth girl?

No, nobody special.

How 'bout you?

Incidentally, where are your men folk?

You're the first man I've ever seen.

Ours died off when I was still a child.

Gee, then it's a lucky thing we came along.

Well, I mean, so you'd know what a man looks like.

I mean.

I'm sorry about your men folk, Lambda.

I didn't mean it any other way.

I understand, Doug.

But after the Navigator has set the course,

how do you adjust this automatic pilot?

Well, that's pretty complicated, and besides,

it's restricted information.

Let's talk about your people.

I wanna know how that girl, Lambda,

disappeared from right under our noses.

And how you were able to contact Helen

before we even hit the Moon.

That, Commander, is a good deal more complicated

than your automatic pilot.

But if you will explain the one,

I will at least try to indicate how we have achieved

complete control over our bodies and minds.

Perhaps some other day.

I'm sure you understand, but I'm under orders.

As you wish.

Some of our wine?

Say.

You wouldn't have any small works of art

that I could take home with me as a souvenir, would ya?

You may have this.

Thanks, I was admiring it.

What's it made of?

You have no metal on Earth to compare.

We call these things slave bracelets.

They're made out of gold sometimes.

Gold?

Why?

For the carriage trade, plenty expensive.

Gold, but it's so common.

Gold, common?

We don't even bother to dig it.

You mean it just hangs around loose?

There's a place near here,

where there's more gold than you could carry away

in your rocketship in a hundred years.

I don't believe it,

at least not 'til you show me.

I'll make a bargain with you.

You take me aboard your rocketship,

I'll show you the cave of gold.

Uh-uh, the Skipper wouldn't buy it.

Just wouldn't go for it.

Besides, we'd need those spacesuits to get out of that tunnel.

I know where the spacesuits are.

A whole cave full of real gold.

And you'd keep it a secret?

Just between us, you wouldn't tell anybody?

Or on Saturday nights, you can go out on the town.

Dance, drink, just laugh a little too hard.

I'd like the driving down to the beach best.

Stretching out on the sand.

Just a boy and a girl together.

And,

and maybe what you call a,

a Coke.

You would?

That's what I like best too.

With the right girl, of course.

To the everlasting friendship of our peoples.

Amen.

And now I know you must be tired.

We will return tomorrow,

and with your spacesuits, my foolish friend!

I can be had.

Well, I hope you had yourselves a time.

If we didn't blunder ahead and start a war

between the worlds, it's no thanks to you.

No thanks asked.

Question is, who's gonna stand the first 2-hour watch tonight?

- Helen? - What for?

Walt?

Where is Walt?

Last I saw, he was wandering off with Beta.

- Fast worker, that guy. - That's not funny.

Walt!

Walt!

Walt!

Walt Walters!

Didn't we agree to stick together?

I don't think he's in danger, Kip.

What do you think, Miss Salinger?

I think you're spoiling for a fight.

You're so right, would you like to step into

- my private office? - Any time!

- Kip! - Don't worry,

I won't slug her.

- Doug, stand guard. - Okay, Kip.

This way, Miss Salinger.

Now then, which side are you on?

I didn't know we had sides.

I'm convinced you deliberately led us into this.

I'd be very happy if you'd un-convince me.

I don't know what you mean.

Look, Helen, I have a very high regard for you,

you're smart, you have courage.

And you're all woman, and if it hadn't been for Laird,

I'd have tried to make it you and me a long time ago.

- Flattery will get you no place. - Helen!

Take your big hands off of me!

Not until you level with me.

Oh, come on, now, I'm not hurting you that much.

Don't let go, Kip.

- Helen, what's the matter? - Danger, Kip.

They wanna kill you, they'll take the spaceship

and they'll make me go with them.

Well, how?

They can Kip, they control me.

Control you?

Even with Laird, I liked you best.

But Laird knew more, and they wanted me with him.

They don't control you now, do they?

No.

But hang on.

Hold on tight.

You're dog-gone right I will.

You're dog-gone right.

You won't tell Laird about this, will you?

One of us will have to.

I don't want to hurt him. I'll handle it.

Let's get back to Earth first.

Sure, look, tell me,

how do these cat women intend to play their hand?

Well, not for a few days.

But don't worry, they can't do a thing without me.

I understand.

What about Walt?

Boys will be boys, I guess.

- Can we go in? I'm exhausted. - Sure.

Sleep well, Helen.

Well?

You were right, Laird.

My apologies.

- She's a fine girl. - Of course she is.

You know, there's a lot of things I don't understand yet.

But you can be sure that there's a perfectly valid

and scientific reason for all of it.

That's right, Laird.

These people may be far ahead of us in many things.

- Not as far as they think. - What do you mean?

Nothing.

We'll talk about it in the morning, let's get some sleep.

And I don't think we need to stand guard.

By the way, if Walt comes back,

eat him out on general principles, will you?

You're the expert at that, you get my full permission.

In other words, this controls this,

in a ratio of six to one.

The speed control retarder, the stabilizer

and the cut off.

You're too smart for me, baby.

I like 'em stupid.

Why don't you stay on the Moon

and let me do your job?

Well, if that gold is piled as high as you say it is,

one more trip and you can have my job.

- It's there for the looking. - Come on, let's go.

Hey.

Hey.

Sorry to disturb you.

But I feel like a chaperone at a fraternity dance.

What's the matter?

Doug's just gone off with Lambda.

Lambda?

Well, that's bad, Kip, she's the dangerous one.

Dangerous, that kid?

Yes, you better go after them.

There may have been a change in plans.

Okay.

In their mood, I don't imagine they went very far.

Beta, it's really gold!

Yes, Doug.

Gold.

Gold.

What's the matter?

Go away, quick, quick.

But why?

Was it anything I said or did?

No.

- No, please, save yourself. - From what?

From me.

Because I love you, Doug. Yet, I must kill you.

I love you too, Lambda.

And I'm not afraid.

Oh, listen to me.

The survival of my people is at stake.

In another few years, this underground world

will be as dead as the bright side of the Moon.

I will come back, Lambda.

I promise.

This ship is only the first of many.

Oh, but don't you see?

We must be sure.

Two million years of civilization,

does one gamble that on... on a promise?

Lambda,

I will come back.

Kip, old man.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to intercede for Walt and Doug.

You know, there must be something

to this Moon and romance stuff.

All right.

Now Helen, you say something.

It's obvious, isn't it?

All that poppycock I told you about on the terrace

was just to get you to go away, now go away, will you?

That's what I'd like to do.

But I'm sure not getting any help.

Shh, she's in tune with Helen.

Grainger is explaining the automatic pilot.

I must talk to Alpha, Helen can tell her later.

- Is it important? - Yes.

I think we should take one of the men back with us.

Why?

Because if we show good faith, they might send more ships.

Four of us will be enough.

We will get their women under our power

and soon we will rule the whole world.

But I don't want to rule the world.

I want to live on it just like the Earth people do.

Lambda, we are coming into a new situation.

We must bring our culture to Earth.

No.

She's fallen in love with the radio operator.

Is that true?

And what if it is?

There is no room in your life for love.

We will choose your man eugenically.

You and Beta will have girl children fit to carry on.

The best of the Earth mongrels will be none-to-good.

I won't do it!

I love Doug and you must take him.

- Threats, my dear? - Yes.

It just so happens you can't leave without us,

and I won't tell you why.

Lambda, you will tell me why.

You think you can force me?

My will is just as strong as yours.

And now we have no time to waste.

Kip.

Well, I didn't expect to see you again.

I think we'd better plan on getting out of here.

No, when did you arrive at that momentous decision?

Some of these Moon people are planning to steal our ship.

No.

But one of them is on our side.

I suppose you mean Helen?

Well, Helen's liable to be a bit of a problem, too,

she's been marked,

she's under the influence of these people.

Kid, you interest me strangely.

What gossip column have you been reading?

Lambda told me.

I guess we sorta fell in love.

Oh, blessings on you.

Did she say when the cat women

intended to try their little game?

As soon as they get all the information they need about the ship.

Someone was supposed to work on Walt,

- and someone else was on Laird. - Huh?

On Laird?

On Laird.

- Where have you been? - Never mind that.

We're just curious to know what you two lovebirds have been talking about.

- Don't tell him! - Why not?

I'm afraid you'd be very much disappointed,

we're just talking shop, anything wrong with that?

No, not a thing.

Except the cat women are out to steal our ship.

And Helen's tied body and soul to them.

That's a lie!

I resent that, Kip. What's your evidence?

Well, for one thing, Doug got the dope from little Lambda.

For another, Helen told me herself.

- We were out on the terrace... - No!

She told me to hold her tight.

Not to kiss her, but just to hold her hand...

Let go of my hand!

Not this time, baby.

Oh, thank you, Kip.

Thank you.

Now, let's set the record straight.

Are you in love with Laird?

No.

Have you been bleeding him for information to pass on to Alpha?

Yes.

And who...

do you really love?

You.

- You take your hands... - No, Laird, don't!

Laird, stop!

Stop!

Laird!

Laird!

Stop it! Stop!

You wanna put her back under Alpha's spell?

Helen?

Where is she?

Helen!

Doug! They're on their way, I couldn't stop them.

- Who? - Helen, Alpha and Beta.

Just the three of them, they're going to steal the rocketship.

Why didn't they take two more of your people?

They didn't want to, for one thing, they couldn't for another.

I hid out two of the spacesuits.

In that case, we're still in business

provided we can stop them before they reach the ship.

- Who goes with me? - Doug.

Let's go.

There's come a time when you can't find it in the book.

I know that now.

How much head-start do you think they have?

Too much! Unless something holds them up.

Lambda.

Would you leave me?

- But you turned against us. - How could I?

It was a moment of weakness.

Wait for me here, and I'll get another suit and join you.

It's a trap, come on!

I won't let you go.

Helen, look at me.

My will is as strong as theirs.

They'll kill you as they've killed Walt.

Stay here!

You will come with us.

Don't listen!

Stand firm!

Doug, the cat women are dead!

Helen's all right.

And as for you, young man...

What's done is done.

Is your radio okay?

It's okay, sir.

Contact White Sands.

Tell 'em we're coming in.

Moon Rocket Four calling White Sands.

Moon Rocket Four calling White Sands, come in?

Do you hear me, White Sands?

What! Who?

White Sands to Moon Rocket, was that you?

Don't blow a gasket, White Sands, we're coming in.

Leaving Moon at 0117 your time.

But what happened?

That is a long story.

Over to you and out.