All language subtitles for 04-S2E04 - The Forbidden World-eng

[ Man Narrating ]
Last week, as you recall, we left our space family...

just as they made their escape
from the deadly world of the robots.

All were unaware that even now,
a terrifying engine of destruction...

was bearing down on them
at incredible speed.

Ah, lovely, lovely.

All the little numbers seem to be
exactly in the right place, more or less.

Farewell,
malevolent planet.

If our paths never cross again,
it will be much too soon.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Hmm-hmm.
- Oh, is everything all right below?

Couldn't be better.
And I have a nice dinner in the oven.

All right. In that case,
I think I'll have...

- a nice, thick steak-- rare--
- Mm-hmm.

a big baked potato--

And some young asparagus
with a fine hollandaise sauce.

- You shall have it.
- Oh, boy.

Oh, bah.
What an unimaginative man you are, Major.

Since you are indulging in wishful thinking,
why not let your mind take flight?

We start with caviar
and p�t� de foie gras.

You can tell us about that later, Smith.
Don, check that radarscope.

- There's something on it.
- Yeah, I see it.

[ Don ] That large glow's the planet
we just left, but I can't figure out the other.

Well, maybe the screen is
picking up a reflection from it.

No, I don't think so, darling. Whatever it is,
it's traveling at a fantastic rate.

I'll try and get
an estimated rate of travel.

Say, that R.B.M.
must be broken.

- According to that,
it's traveling faster than we are.
- There's no reason for concern.

We've probably picked up
some harmless space phenomenon.

- [ Will ] Look out here!
- It's coming directly after us!

- It's moving up on us fast.
- Warning! Extreme danger!

- What is it?
- Object pursuing us is a hyper-atomic missile.

A hyper-atomic missile?
Where did it come from?

It has been launched by the automated planet
in protest to our leaving.

Advise a change of course immediately.
If not, we will be destroyed.

[ Yelping ]
Oh, dear!

That's as close as I
ever want to cut it.

- Danger is not over. Observe missile.
- Look!

The missile's altered its course.
It's coming after us again.

It's probably equipped with a homing device.
We'll have to try to dodge it again.

- We can't keep doing that forever.
- Correction.

We cannot keep
doing it at all.

The missile has now compensated
for any evasive action.

You're supposed to be an expert pilot, Major!
Do something!

We don't need a pilot, Smith.
We need a miracle.

That planet in Sector 630.
Get me a reading on its distance.

- 120,000 miles.
- All right. Head straight for it.

Full power!

The missile's
gaining on us.

Estimated time of contact:
one minute, 36 seconds.

- John, do we have a chance?
- How can we have a chance, madam?

It's a machine.
How can you outsmart a machine?

Well, maybe we can just once. That's all we'll need.
Throw in the main thrusters.

- [ Revving ]
- I'm afraid that's all the power we've got.

Well, keep trying.
We're heading into the planet's atmosphere.

Dad, the missile's
still gaining on us.

Time of missile impact:
42 seconds.

We're doomed,
beyond any hope or help!

We're moving in awfully fast.
I've got to fire the retro-rockets...

- or we're gonna crash.
- I'll tell you when.

Professor Robinson, have you gone mad?
Do you want to destroy us all?

Would you prefer a direct hit
from that missile?

Time of missile impact:
22 seconds.

Time of missile impact
with spaceship: 17 seconds.

- I've got to pull up, or it'll be too late.
- Easy, Don. Just a few seconds.

It's almost on us!

Time of missile impact:
five seconds.

- Five seconds.
- All right. Get ready.

Pull up! Pull up!

Evasive action successful.
Missile now headed for impact on planet.

All right.
Everybody, hang on.

- Oh, dear!
- Hang on.

- [ Screams ]
- We've been blown apart!

- Everyone all right?
- Yes, I think so.

I shall never be the same. My entire system
has undergone a traumatic experience.

- That'll be a change for the better.
- Spare me the poisonous barbs.

The missile wasn't able to pull out of its dive.
It's exploded on the planet.

- [ Penny ] Gee, I hope nobody lived down there.
- I hope so too, dear.

We've got our own problems.
Our navigational system isn't responding.

Whatever that means,
it's your responsibility, Major.

- Give it more power, Don.
- I have. They're frozen.

- They were damaged by the concussion
of the missile.
- Look at the altimeter!

- We're moving downward!
- We're caught in a gravitational pull of the planet.

Give it all the power
you've got, Don.

I can't give it too much,
not without a navigational system.

For heaven's sakes, don't argue!
Do as he says!

- Well? Well?
- We're not getting any response, Smith.

Well, try it again!
Oh, never mind! I'll do it!

- [ Screaming ]
- Get away, you fool!
You've shorted the power cells!

- I better get the children strapped down.
- No time. Children!

- Oh! Oh, dear.
- Down on the floor. I don't know how hard...

we're gonna hit,
but it'll be the safest place.

We're dropping fast.
We're only ten miles to touchdown.

Well, since I won't be needed,
I think I'll join the others.

Move over, Penny.
You have company.

- Before we hit, I'll fire the retro-rockets.
- You'll overload the circuits.

- They'll blow!
- We've got to risk it.

John, you better get down on the floor
with the others. That's an order.

Good luck.

All right. Hang on.
Here we go!

[ Crashing ]

- [ All Coughing ]
- Are you--

- Are you all right?
- Yes, yes.

We've landed and seem to be
in pretty good condition.

That remains to be
determined, madam.

That remains to be
determined, madam.

- Don! [ Gasps ]
- Don! He's been hurt!

- Don.
- [ Coughing ]

Oh, he was a big guy,
and he hit me when I wasn't looking.

- I think you better stay right where you are.
- No, I'm all right.

It's the spaceship
I'm worried about.

Turn on the air purifier.

- How badly banged up are we?
- We're not going to be taking
any long trips for awhile.

- Yeah, or short ones either.
- Let's check the damage to the astrogator.

I can't see a thing.
I wonder what it's like out there.

Hardly a land of milk and honey,
of that we may be sure.

Never can tell, Dr. Smith.
We're in some sort of fogged-in hollow.

- Outside it might be just like Earth.
- My dear boy...

in all the universe there is no other planet
as wonderful as our own Earth...

- and how I wish I were there now.
- We'll get back to Earth.

- I know we will.
- By that time I shall be a bearded,
crotchety old man.

Oh, what a mess!

They're absolutely dead.

Well, Professor, have you a ray of hope
to offer in this moment of darkness?

- We're in bad shape.
- It'll take us weeks to make repairs...

- and we haven't even checked the lower level yet.
- Nor the exterior damage.

Stranded on another bleak and alien planet.
Oh, lovely. Absolutely lovely.

A little scrubbing
will get this smoke off.

- Let's check the lower level.
- All right.

Come on, children.

Well, we've got plenty of work
ahead of us.

Work? What an
unpleasant word.

May I make a suggestion?
Before we start our labors...

shouldn't we go out and have a look at
our new and hopefully temporary home?

- That wouldn't be a very good idea, Smith.
- And why not?

I want to check the atmospheric
conditions first.

Supposing that fog out there is poisonous,
or there isn't enough oxygen.

- We could send the Robot out.
- No good.

A fog that dense could be
corrosive to metal.

I see. And how long will your tests take,
may I ask?

- About three or four hours.
- Three or four hours?

Do you mean to say we have to remain
cooped up in this damaged hulk all that time?

For once, just for once,
try to be sensible, Smith.

We can't go rushing blindly
into the unknown.

Inside the Jupiter 2
we're safe...

and no one goes outside until I'm sure
the same conditions prevail.

- Surely that doesn't apply to me.
- We've got enough problems...

without you stumbling around
on some unexplored planet.

Don't forget, Major, every man is the master
of his own fate and the captain of his own soul.

You may be the captain of your soul, Smith,
but I happen to be the captain of this ship...

- and no one goes outside.
- And that outranks you, Smith.

As you wish, Professor.
I shall concede only because dinner...

such as it is,
is imminent.

I outrank you, sir,
and don't you forget it.

This may be a new planet,
but we still got the same old Smith.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Trapped in this
metallic cage...

while out there, there could be green grass,
babbling brooks, tall trees...

or even a highly
advanced civilization...

with the means of sending us
back to Earth.

Oh, the pain,
the pain of it all.

Patience, Dr. Smith.
All things come to he who waits.

"Patience, Dr. Smith.
All things come to he who waits," indeed.

Spare me your Simple Simon philosophy,
you bumbling birdbrain.

Where do you think
you're going?

It is not necessary that I stay here
and be insulted.

Just a moment,
you mechanical misery.

Let's get something straight once and for all.
You are a machine.

You do not have the mental and physical
attributes of a mortal. You cannot be insulted.

You are entitled to your opinion, sir.
I am entitled to mine.

Silence, ninny.
The matter is settled.

You are a man.
I am a machine.

Other than that slight difference,
we have a great deal in common.

- What absolute nonsense.
- Then how are we different?

In a hundred different ways. For example,
I am forbidden to go outside, where--

Why, yes, of course.
Now, why didn't I think of that sooner?

I know what you're thinking,
Dr. Smith...

but Dad said no one was allowed outside
until he completed his tests.

He was referring to humans,
not machines.

Professor Robinson
will not be pleased.

He was concerned
about my corroding.

Let me worry about that. Besides, nothing
can harm you, you ferrous Frankenstein.

- Out, out, out!
- The Robot's right, Dr. Smith.

- He's got a lot of delicate parts.
- Yes, they are very sensitive.

Sensitive indeed. Believe me,
there is no need to worry.

In the event any illness occurs,
I can cure it instantly...

with just one drop
of machine oil.

Out!

Dr. Smith,
you will regret this.

Bah!

Send back a detailed report
of everything your sensors pick up.

Well, what are you
waiting for? Go.

- It's awfully dark out there.
- My brave hero. Out!

- Dr. Smith, are you sure you know
what you're doing?
- Of course I am.

This is Dr. Smith.
This is Dr. Smith.

Don't talk so loudly.
My audio units are extremely sensitive.

Silence! Report what
observations you have.

I have analyzed
the contents of the fog.

It contains the necessary amount of oxygen
for human breathing purposes.

- [ Smith ] Just as I thought.
- Can we go outside in safety?

[ Robot ]
No. The fog also contains cosmic dust...

which would be harmful
if taken into the body over a period of time.

An artificial breathing
apparatus is suggested.

Is there anything else you've been able
to determine about the planet?

As yet, very little.

The soil seems capable
of sustaining plant life...

and there is
a water supply in the area.

So far, so good.

- Is there anything else you can tell us?
- Not at the moment.

- Wait. I see something.
- What is it?

I cannot be sure.
In a moment.

The fog, it's only--

Continue, you idiot.
What do you see?

Stand back! I will destroy!

Robot, come in if you're
all right. Answer at once.

You knew my orders.
No one was to leave the spaceship.

No one did.
I merely sent the Robot out.

- Surely there's nothing objectionable about that.
- The Robot happens to be...

as important to the survival of this expedition
as any single member.

As a matter of fact, Smith, if it came down
to a choice between you and the Robot--

- guess who I'd take?
- Happily, Major, the choice is not yours.

Really, Professor,
I simply cannot understand all this excitement.

- I'm sure the Robot is perfectly safe.
- Then why doesn't he answer?

Any number of reasons-- a loose wire in his
communication system or a power failure.

Will, try to
contact him again.

Yes, sir.

This is Jupiter 2 calling Robot.
Can you hear me?

Repeat, can you hear me?

Just as I said,
he probably experienced some minor difficulty.

- We'll soon know.
- John, you're not going outside, are you?

No, but Dr. Smith is.

- I?
- Well, you sent the Robot out.
You're gonna bring him back.

Surely you're joking. [ Giggles Nervously ]
Well, of course you're joking!

For a moment I thought
you were serious.

You-- You can't be serious,
can you?

Think of the horrors
that await me out there.

I refuse to go.
I simply will not put a step out of this room.

You'll go if we
have to carry you out.

Dr. Smith,
would you be kind enough to put this on?

- Oh, no. I refuse. I absolutely refuse.
- Then go unarmed.

I feel faint.
Doesn't anyone care about my delicate back?

My dear madam, surely you can arouse some
compassion in the cold heart of your husband.

I'd like to help you,
Dr. Smith...

but someone has to get the Robot,
and you're responsible.

Come on, Smith.

No! Oh!

Very well, Major.
I shall go.

But remember, if anything happens to me,
it will be on your conscience.

Oh, Don and I will keep in constant contact
with you by radio.

- If anything goes wrong, we'll come after you.
- Too little and too late.

- Okay, Smith. Let's get this breathing mask on.
- Very well. I'll get it on.

But let me tell you, Major,
you're making a serious mistake...

and I shall never forgive you--
[ Muffled ]

Everything all right?

Of course I'm all right.
But I'm not outside yet.

- That's a situation we can remedy.
- All right. Keep your eyes open.

At the first sign of trouble,
come back immediately.

And, Dr. Smith, good luck.

Never fear, Smith is here.

Oh, dear.

[ Screaming ]

[ Yelping ]

Oh! Tossed out into
an alien world...

by those I thought were
nearest and dea-ea-ear--

- [ Yelps ]
- [ Hissing ]

They might have told me to turn on
this infernal contraption.

Alone, always alone,
and I'm frightened.

[ Crying ]

[ Yells ]

- [ John ] Dr. Smith.
- [ Yelps ]

- Are you all right?
- So far.

- [ Echoed Warbling ]
- Do you see the Robot?

Not yet,
but I heard something up ahead.

Well, find out
what it is.

That's easy to say.
You're in the safety and comfort of the spaceship.

You've got to find
the Robot.

Robot, indeed.
Little do you care for poor Dr. Smith.

[ Snarling, Squawking ]

Oh, dear.

[ Sniffing ]

Hah! Air...

fresh delightful air...

the sweet nectar of life.

Dr. Smith,
what's going on?

The most wonderful thing
has happened, Professor.

- You found the Robot?
- I've discovered something even more interesting.

- We no longer have to worry-- [ Screaming ]
- [ Growling ]

Stay away from me!
Stay away from me. I warn you!

Smith, what is it?

Smith!
Smith, can you hear me?

[ Snarling,
Squawking Continues ]

Dr. Smith.
Calling Dr. Smith.

Dr. Smith!

Well, we covered the whole area around the ship.
No sign of him.

We'll have a better chance
in the morning.

Something terrible has happened
to him. I just know it.

- If only we hadn't made him go out.
- [ Maureen ] Oh, no, Will.

No, somebody had to do it,
and Dr. Smith knew that no one...

not even the Robot,
was allowed outside.

But it didn't make any difference to him.
No, Will, he deliberately disobeyed orders.

Well, I know what he did was wrong, but--
but that's Dr. Smith.

You just can't expect him
to act like everyone else.

Well, I do, son, especially when he
endangers the welfare of the rest of us.

I guess you're right, Dad.

Well, we've had a long, trying day.
I suggest we all go to bed.

- Yeah, I'll second that motion.
All in favor say "aye."
- Aye.

- Aye.
- Aye.
- Aye.

We have a "no" vote.

I'm not very sleepy, Mom.
I'd like to stay up a little longer.

What, in the hopes that Dr. Smith
might communicate with us?

Please, Mom?
Just for a little while.

Well, I-- John?

- Why not?
- All right, dear.

- But 10:00 is curfew.
- Thanks, Mom.

- Good night, everybody.
- Good night, Will. Night, Dad.

- Good night.
- Good night, Will.

[ Clicks ]

This is Jupiter 2
calling Dr. Smith.

Come in, Dr. Smith.

Dr. Smith?
Calling Dr. Smith.

What's the use?
He isn't gonna answer.

[ Thudding, Pinging ]

Dr. Smith?

- [ Echoed Warbling ]
- Dr. Smith?

Is that you?

I've just gotta go look for him.
It may be too late in the morning.

I'll leave a message,
so they won't worry.

Dad, I'm going to look
for Dr. Smith.

I know you won't approve,
but I just have to, sir.

I'll record everything I see,
so you'll be able to play it back later.

- [ Rustling ]
- I wonder what this is.

It seems to be some sort of sticky growth.
I wonder what its purpose is.

If anything stepped on it,
it'd be stuck and couldn't get out.

[ Roaring ]

Now I see.
It's a trap for the spider.

Dr. Smith! Dr. Smith!

Dad, I've covered
quite a bit of territory.

Still no sign
of Dr. Smith or the Robot.

But there are sure a lot
of weird things around.

- We're gonna have to be real careful.
- [ Approaching Footsteps ]

Don't come another step, or I'll shoot.
I'm warning you!

[ Squawking ]

[ Speaking Alien Language ]

I'm Will Robinson from the planet Earth.
Pleased to meet you, sir.

Who cares what your name is or where
you came from? Stay there or I'll shoot.

You're making a mistake, sir.
I'm a friend.

You are an invader and an enemy.
That's what you are.

No, sir.
Our spaceship was damaged, and we had to--

Silence! Don't waste my time
with any of your lies.

I'm taking you in
as a prisoner of war.

- What is that?
- It's a radio.

- Oh, so you can communicate
with your evil friends.
- Give me that back!

I'll take that too.

Take that off.
Give that to me.

Listen to me. I'm not an enemy, and if you'll
come back to our spaceship, I'll prove it to you.

- More lies. That's what your friend told me.
- My friend? You mean Dr. Smith?

I do not know what he calls himself,
but he, too, tried to trick me.

- Do you know where Dr. Smith is?
- He's in a place where he can do no harm.

I also have that machine
you sent out as a spy.

The Robot isn't a spy.

He was just checking
the atmospheric conditions of this planet.

Spare me any more
of your unbelievable stories.

- Here. Let's go.
- Where are you taking me?

To a military outpost where you
will be questioned by my superiors.

- You mean there are more aliens on this planet?
- Thousands of us are mobilized.

We are all armed
and prepared to resist attack.

One more thing:
I'm not an alien. You are the stranger here.

- You understand that?
- Yes, sir.

Good! Now go on.

[ Squawking ]

Wait.

If you'll just listen to me,
I'm sure I could explain everything, sir.

At least you could
tell me your name.

Well, if you must know, I'm Captain Tiabo,
special intelligence of the army.

If you'll excuse me, sir,
you don't look much like a soldier.

- That sure is a strange-looking uniform
you're wearing.
- This is not my uniform!

When your spacecraft landed,
I was assigned the task of investigation.

It suited my purpose
to use this disguise.

- Stand guard.
- [ Squawking ]

Now in with you. Get in.
Inside.

I didn't do anything!
Honest, I didn't!

- Get over there with your friends.
- Dr. Smith!

Oh, William, my dear little friend.
I can't tell you how delighted I am to see you.

- Is the Robot all right?
- I'm well enough, considering.

Nothing can harm
this mechanical misfit.

Everyone's been
worried about you, sir.

How dear and sweet
they all are to me.

I hope you've been able to convince
this gentleman that he's made an error.

I tried,
but he won't listen to me.

Surely, my dear sir,
the appearance of this innocent child...

must prove that
we are not hostile.

A likely story.
Here. You can unchain them now.

You won't escape while
my little friend is out there.

- Now tell me why you've come here.
- We couldn't help ourselves.

- Our spaceship was damaged.
- You see? Just as I told you.

How do you explain that missile
that exploded on our planet.

We didn't fire that missile. It was directed
at our spaceship by an automated planet.

You'll have to come up
with something much more plausible.

- But it's the truth.
- It is. Oh, it is.

I don't believe you,
neither will General Andos.

- You're taking us to a general?
- I'm contacting him at
staff headquarters immediately.

He will interrogate you
to pieces.

You'd better tell him the truth,
or it will be bad for you.

And remember, my friend outside
has an enormous appetite.

- Oh, dear. Oh dear.
- Golly, Dr. Smith, what are we gonna do?

- They think we're invading their planet.
- It's even worse than that.

The aliens are preparing
to defend themselves.

- They're mobilizing their army, tens of thousands.
- Are you sure?

- Captain Tiabo told me.
- We've got to get out of here and warn the others.

That's impossible while that monster
stands guard over us.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
What shall we do?

I'm afraid we must await
the fate in store for us.

Good heavens.
What's this?

Hmm. Hmm!

Our host hasn't supplied
any food for us to eat...

but he's certainly provided
a most marvelous beverage to drink.

Would you like some,
my boy?

No, thank you.
Do you really think you should?

Of course I should.
I think I'll have a sip right now.

Mmm! Nice.

Warning, warning.

- What is it?
- I advise caution in drinking the liquid.

Its contents have not
been analyzed.

Nonsense, you nervous ninny.
I've just had some, and I feel perfectly fine.

The Robot's right, Dr. Smith.
You should listen to him.

There's absolutely nothing wrong
with this drink, William.

If there were, my educated palate
would have recognized it immediately.

Ah, delicious. I must ask Captain Tiabo what it is.
It's sheer nectar.

[ Tiabo's Voice ]
This is Captain Tiabo at military outpost 7-7-D...

calling
supreme staff headquarters.

I have information of a vital nature
to transmit to General Andos...

concerning the vicious sneak attack
of our beloved homeland.

Do you read me, supreme headquarters?
Over.

[ Man's Voice ]
We are receiving you, Captain Tiabo.

[ Tiabo ]
I have captured three of the enemy invaders.

It's coming out of that thing,
Dr. Smith.

Well done, Captain.
The general will be pleased.

Thank you, sir. Would the general
care to question the prisoners now?

A moment.
I shall inquire.

Oh, dear. I think I'd better have
a little more of this delightful beverage.

My compliments,
Captain Tiabo.

[ Tiabo ] Thank you, sir.
The prisoners are ready to be questioned.

I shall begin with
the prisoner called Smith.

Dr. Zachary Smith
at your service, General.

I observe that you are out of uniform, Smith.
What is your rank?

Captain Tiabo made a mistake,
sir. I'm not in the army.

A soldier not in uniform
may be shot as a spy!

- You know that, Smith?
- I'm not a soldier or a spy, sir.

Please give me
a chance to explain.

Just answer my question!

You attacked us
without provocation. Why?

We did not fire that missile
at you, sir, believe me.

Then it was done by another Earthling spaceship.
Quickly! How many are here?

There aren't any more.
We're all alone.

We're an expedition from Earth,
and we're lost in space.

You are a group
of uncivilized savages!

But you have failed in your mission.
We are prepared for you now.

Oh, General, please believe me
when I tell you that we are not hostile.

Silence! I wish to hear no more of your lies.
Captain Tiabo.

- Yes, sir.
- You are to keep these prisoners under security...

until our secret superweapon
is ready to be launched.

- A secret weapon!
- Silence, prisoner!

As for the Earthlings
on the spaceship...

our army will take care of the few
who survive the attack of our secret weapon.

[ Tiabo ] Unless, of course, they're wise enough
to leave immediately, General.

For their sakes, I hope so.

At least for those on the Jupiter 2,
the end will be mercifully quick.

Who knows what dire fate
awaits us?

- There's something strange going on here,
Dr. Smith.
- There is?

Didn't you notice that the army officer and
the general and Captain Tiabo all looked alike?

Perhaps all the aliens on this planet
resemble each other.

Maybe. But I still think
something's wrong.

We've got to escape, Dr. Smith. We've got to
warn the others about the aliens' secret weapon.

- [ Scurrying ]
- I must leave for headquarters immediately.

A squad of soldiers
will be sent to get you.

[ Will ]
Captain Tiabo, please listen to me.

We're not your enemies, and we didn't
invade your planet. Honest, we didn't.

I'm not interested
in anything further you have to say.

Do not attempt to escape,
or my friend outside will devour you.

[ Squealing ]

Oh, dear.

There's something about this drink.
Once you start, you can't stop.

- How can you be thirsty at a time like this?
- Oh, believe me, Will.

I'm just as worried as you are, but I always
get extremely thirsty in times of danger.

I have scanned the exterior of this cave,
and the monster is no longer there.

- He's right.
- Oh! Fortune has smiled upon us.

We can leave this dank cavern
and return to the safety of the Jupiter 2.

I've got that funny feeling again,
Dr. Smith.

Something's wrong.
It's too easy.

Nonsense. The monster is gone.
It's as simple as that.

Now come along.
We mustn't waste time, Will. Come along.

Come on, Robot.

- Why're you taking that with you?
- It's a long walk back to the spaceship.

One of us might want a drink.
Now come along.

Heh! They're doing
just as I planned.

- [ Squawking ]
- Shh, shh, shh!

Oh, Will, Will, I simply must rest for a moment.
I'm absolutely exhausted.

- Oh, the pain, the pain.
- All right, Dr. Smith, but just for a little while.

Yes. I think I'll have
a little drink.

- Would you like some?
- No, thank you.

Well, it's just as well,
since there's only a drop left.

There's no need to carry this any longer.
Hold this for a moment, my boy.

Oh! Whoo!

Good heavens.
What was that?

The keg.
It must've exploded.

That's absolute nonsense.
How can a harmless beverage explode?

May I have that goblet,
Dr. Smith?

A very interesting
mixture.

I detect the chemicals
C3, H5...

HO2,
and mixed with--

Spare me the chemistry lesson!
What have I been drinking?

- A liquid high explosive.
- What?

You are filled with
an extremely dangerous beverage.

I suggest that Dr. Smith be kept
at a safe distance from the others.

- Why?
- Because it is possible that
he may blow up at any moment.

- He is a walking bomb.
- No!

No!
[ Whimpering ]

- Can I help, Mother?
- Mm-hmm. Yes, please.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Poor Dr. Smith. All he does is sit on a rock
and stare off into space.

[ Gasping ]

Oh.
[ Sneezes ]

According to my calculations, he must stay
50 yards away from all members of this party.

- Are you sure there's a chance of him blowing up?
- The answer is positive.

Dr. Smith has consumed
a quart and a half of explosive.

That gives him a concussion power
of 15 sticks of dynamite.

Well, Dr. Smith
isn't our only problem.

- We've got to get this force field working.
- Let's give it a try.

All right.

Well, just as I thought.
We're gonna have to replace that energizing unit.

- [ Judy ] How long will that take?
- A couple of days.

But the aliens could launch
their secret weapon at any minute.

Is there a chance of us
taking off before that?

- It'll take weeks just to assess the damage.
- Oh, come on now.

What's the matter with all of us?
We'll find some way to protect ourselves.

What do you suggest we do,
Maureen? Call out the marines?

I'm sorry, darling.
That wasn't very nice.

Well, that remark
is already forgotten and forgiven.

Why don't we just load up
the Chariot and pull out?

- What, leave the ship?
- Well, at least we wouldn't be
sitting ducks for the hunters.

Well, that might
make sense, John.

- I don't want to discourage you, but it won't work.
- Well, why not?

Well, lots of reasons.
Now, without the equipment from the Jupiter 2...

we'd stand a very small chance
of surviving on an unexplored planet.

And then we have the aliens
to consider.

You know, sooner or later,
they're gonna catch up with us.

- But by then they may realize we're friends.
- No, Penny.

Uh, friendly people
don't run away.

No, I'm for staying right here now
and reasoning with them.

According to Will, they weren't
exactly reasonable individuals.

I can't say that I blame them. How would you feel
if a missile exploded in your backyard?

In reference to explosions:
Danger! Danger!

Danger! Danger!

Stop!
Do not come closer!

I'd like to talk with someone.
I'm so lonely.

Can't Dr. Smith
come a little bit closer?

Not without endangering
the lives of all.

Professor Robinson, you're a scientist.
Surely you can think of something.

I'd like to help you, Smith. But as you can see,
I have other problems to consider.

Nobody cares about me.
Poor Dr. Smith is in trouble.

Well, let him explode.
Who needs him anyway?

Oh, now, that's not true at all.
We do care, and we're very worried.

But John has the aliens
to worry about too.

I'm even afraid
to take a walk.

Any sharp,
sudden movement and...

[ Gasps ]

I'll be just a memory.
[ Crying ]

I would also advise
that you remain calm.

Internal agitation could produce a reaction
in the liquid explosive.

Yeah. Whatever you do, Dr. Smith,
don't get the hiccups. [ Chuckles ]

Don, now really,
it isn't a laughing matter.

I'm sorry, Dr. Smith.
Try to take it easy.

We'll, uh--
We'll do whatever we can to help you.

By that time
it'll be too late.

[ Hiccups ]
Oh! Oh, dear.

Adieu.

Oh, dear. Adieu.

Poor Dr. Smith.

It must also be remembered,
he is a dangerous Dr. Smith.

Will, you better get inside.

There's no danger, Dad. The Robot scanned
the area and said there were no aliens around.

Well, that's strange. If they have a secret weapon,
why haven't they used it?

Well, maybe they
found out we were friendly.

Here. I fixed Dr. Smith
some hot food as a treat.

- Would you like to take it to him?
- Yes, ma'am.

I hope it isn't too hot.

- And now, Will, remember, don't get too close.
- I won't.

I shall go with him to make sure
he stays at a safe distance.

Dr. Smith.

Oh, it's you,
William.

- I brought you something to eat.
- Oh, thank you, my dear boy.

- But really, I couldn't eat a morsel.
- Then maybe you're thirsty.

Thirsty. Please, William,
never speak that word again in my presence.

Well, I thought it would be good
to have some water near...

in case you got the hiccups
like Don said.

Please don't mention that again--
autosuggestion, you know.

- [ Hiccups ]
- I sure wish there was something
I could do to help, Dr. Smith.

- [ Hiccups ]
- I sure wish there was something
I could do to help, Dr. Smith.

If only I could think of something to take
to neutralize that explosive.

- You mean like an antidote?
- The aliens might have a cure.

Of course. If there is a neutralizer,
the aliens would have it.

Will, you can help me.
You can save me from a terrible fate.

I'll be glad to do
whatever I can, sir.

Then find Captain Tiabo.

Beg him, offer him anything,
only get the neutralizer.

William, you must do this for me.
You're my dear little friend.

I'd gladly do the same for you.
[ Hiccups ]

All right, Dr. Smith.
All right. I'll do it.

- I'll go find Captain Tiabo.
- Bless you, my little boy.

- [ Hiccups ]
- You're not to tell anyone I've left.

- I'll try to get back before they miss me.
- I disapprove of this act.

- Hold your tongue, you silly goose!
- I'll try to get back real soon.

- See you later, Dr. Smith.
- Hurry. Hurry, Will.

A man couldn't hope for a better friend
than that dear little boy.

A pity the same can't be said
about you, Dr. Smith.

How dare you, you disreputable dunce.
[ Hiccups ]

[ Whimpering ]

Captain Tiabo?

Captain Tiabo?
Is anyone here?

Captain Tiabo?

As emperor of this planet,
I give you this final warning.

Leave this planet immediately
or face certain death and destruction.

General, will you tell these Earthlings
what is in store for them...

if they do not depart?

I shall be glad to, Sire.
We shall attack.

- What are you doing here?
- Looking for you.

If you've come to plead for the lives of the others,
you're wasting your time.

There's no need
to pretend anymore, Mr. Tiabo.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Yes, you do.

There isn't any emperor or general of the army.
You just pretended there were.

I thought something was strange
when I saw that the general...

and the army officer
all looked alike.

You're all alone on this planet,
aren't you?

I thought I could
frighten you away.

And that secret was the liquid explosive
you gave Dr. Smith to drink, wasn't it?

I thought he would explode on the spaceship,
and I'd be rid of you.

But why?
I told you we were friends.

For over 200 years this planet
has been my home.

I've been alone,
and I've been happy.

Then you came along,
and more will follow you.

And then there'll be big cities and noise
and all the things I ran away from!

Please believe me, Mr. Tiabo. We're going
to leave as soon as our spaceship is repaired.

I'm sure this planet is big enough
for all of us until that time.

Well, yes, I guess it is.

Um, I'll just gather my belongings
and move to the other side of the planet.

Then we won't be
in each other's way.

First you've
got to help Dr. Smith.

Is there an antidote that will neutralize
the liquid explosive he drank?

Yes, there is.

Uh, here. These will
counteract the liquid.

- Tell Dr. Smith to take four or five of those pills.
- Thank you, Mr. Tiabo.

Now I better give these to him right away
before he blows himself up.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[ Snoring ]

- Oh, it's you. I thought it might be William.
- The boy has not returned.

That more than ample time has elapsed
in which he could've accomplished his mission.

- Perhaps he was delayed.
- You should not have sent him to the aliens.

- It involved too great a risk.
- You wouldn't understand,
you arrogant automaton...

but the highest tribute
one human can pay to another...

is the sacrifice
of personal safety.

I am glad you said that,
Dr. Smith.

As usual, you have no idea
what you're talking about.

I'm exhausted.
Go away and let me sleep.

The time has come for you
also to make a sacrifice.

Would you kindly explain
what you're doing?

In good time.
Lie down please.

Well, whatever it is, get on with it.
I can't lie here all night.

- I'll be ready in a moment.
- That's an exciting bit of news.

Oh, dear. I do wish Will hurries back
with that neutralizer.

After all, it's not easy to lie here,
filled with an explosive liquid.

Now what are you doing?

For the good of all involved,
I am going to detonate you, Dr. Smith.

Lovely. Thank you very much.
Good-bye.

- You're going to blow me up?
- It must be done for the good of all concerned.

You can't!
Stop that this minute, you hear?

- Will somebody help me? Help me, somebody!
- It must be done.

- Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I got a neutralizer.
- [ Gasps ]

Eat some of these, Dr. Smith.
Mr. Tiabo gave them to me.

Oh, thank heaven you arrived, Will.
Not a moment too soon.

This monstrous mountebank
was about to do me in.

[ Panting ]
Aah! Oh, it tastes horrible!

Captain Tiabo said you should
eat four or five of them.

I'd rather explode than eat
another one of these foul things.

All right.
Suit yourself.

I think you should take the pills, Dr. Smith,
for your sake as well as our own.

Very well.

No! It's horrible.

I hope you're satisfied.

There is only one way
to be sure you are defused.

[ Screams ]

[ Crackling ]

I didn't explode.
I'm still in one piece.

- The neutralizer worked, Dr. Smith.
- Yes!

- I am very happy.
- Oh, thank you, my dear, dear friend.

Thank--
Stay away from me.

You fiend in tin clothing.
You assassin!

But I was only acting for the good of all.
We are friends now.

Friends, indeed. I shall never have anything
to do with you again as long as I live!

You are overwrought, Dr. Smith. I will fix you
something to drink which will calm you down.

You'd poison me, you mechanical murderer!
I'll never forgive you for this!

Never! Never!

[ Screams ]

Just you wait.

You wouldn't really have detonated him,
would you?

How could you think I would have?
I have a great affection for Dr. Smith.

He is my mentor as well as
a great, decent human being...

and a credit
to our expedition.

- Well, then why are you still
carrying the detonator?
- Oh? Am I?

- What's your reading?
- Quartz conglomerate...

cobalt magnesium,
.005 percent.

That's not very good. Don says it has to be
one percent at least, or it won't work.

He would've done much better
to listen to me.

There is absolutely no cobalt magnesium
in these rocks.

Dr. Smith,
we have to find some.

Unless we can get the purifier to work on
the plants, our food supply won't last a week.

[ Gasps ] Oh. Zachary Smith
has never been the one to slacken...

where the welfare
of the group is at stake.

- [ Gasps ] Oh!
- Dr. Smith, is something wrong?

I'm afraid it's the old trouble,
my dear-- my eyes.

It's what comes of not listening
to one's doctor, I suppose.

For years he warned me
to avoid overworking.

"Try to suppress your desire
for continuous endeavor,"

he always told me,
"especially at midday."

Well, let's push on,
shall we? Uh! Oh, dear.

There's no point to that, Dr. Smith.
You rest here. We can cover the rest of the area.

- No, no, I wouldn't think of it.
- We'll sing out if we find anything.

An alert mind might be of great value
at the proper moment.

I'll just rest
for a bit here.

Would you help me, my dears?
My back is extremely delicate today.

Yes. Careful, careful, careful.
Yes, yes. Ah, ah, ah!

Yes, thank you so much.

I shall be here, available in the event
of any emergency however slight.

- Don't hesitate to call me.
- Yes, sir.

Come on. We'll try
that vein over there.

And don't worry about me.
I shall be perfectly all right.

Ahh.

Go along with the children.
They are your intellectual equal.

Ah, lovely.

Nice.

- Oh, go away, you silly goose.
- [ Growling ]

I told you to go away with your
electronic mumbo jumbo.