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(MultiCom Jingle)

(orchestral music)
(birds twittering)

- Six days ago this was most
amazing garden I've ever seen.

Look at it now.

- Well we should have been
paying closer attention.

What kind of insects do this in a week?

- That's a question for Challenger,

or Veronica if she were here,
after all it is her garden.

- So what are we gonna do about it?

- Slash, burn, replant,
what else can we do?

- Veronica must have some way
to deal with insect problems.

- I'm sure she does,

but did any of us ever show any interest

in her gardening techniques?

- Like you said, she's the gardener.

We can't all do everything,

- But food is everyone's responsibility.

- Oh yes I know that.

Roxton hunts, Veronica gardens,

I do more than my fair
share of the cooking.

Still haven't worked out what you do yet.

- What does Challenger do
besides work in his all day?

- Challenger does more
work than any of us, **.

For one thing he designed
the electric fence

that keeps the animals out.

- So maybe he should design one

that keeps the insects out too.

- [John] (chuckling) Yes.

- At the moment he's
working on a substitute.

- A substitute for what?

- Food.

(chuckling)

- But that's crazy, I mean
even in the 21st century

no one had figured that out.

- But that won't deter George Challenger.

When he saw what happened
in this garden the other day

it was the first thing
that popped into his head.

- Anything to get out of real work.

- Ah, speaking of which fresh
crops won't plant themselves.

Shall we?

(orchestral music)

- Healthy weight game
without your normal food.

Increased energy,

no obvious side effects.

My beverage can nourish
us in the same way.

It'll change the course of civilization.

No should longer will our food supplies

be at the mercy of the elements,

or in danger being devoured by insects,

or rodents, no offense.

If I were back in civilization now,

the discoveries I have made here

would revolutionize the world.

Ah well.

One day my friends, one day.

(suspenseful music)

- This farming thing's kinda neat.

Planting things and watching them grow.

- Perhaps this can be your
contribution to the household.

Until Veronica returns,

someone needs to assume responsibility.

- It's not so hard.

- Ah, look at that.

A little watering, a little weeding,

and plenty of tender
lovin' care. (laughing)

Nothing to it really.

- What about the insects?

- Maybe your crossbow will come in handy.

- Yeah right.

Farmer Finn, that's me.

- (laughing) Farmer Finn,
I do like that. (laughing)

- The final test.

The human trial.

Hmm.

Obviously an acquired taste.

Not unlike my good wife's cooking.

So,

here's to domestic science.

(whooshing)

Seems to be working.

My metabolism's increasing.

(gulps) Good heavens.

(heart thumping)
(eerie music)

Who's there?

Who?

(groaning)

- [Narrator] At the
dawn of the last century

a band of explorers searched
for a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret desires,

a thirst for adventure, and
seeking the ultimate story,

they are befriended by an untamed beauty.

Stranded in a strange and savage land.

Each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of the Lost World.

(dramatic music)

(shrieking)

(roaring)

(orchestral music)
(sighs)

- That was quite a jolt.

Good gracious, that's over an hour.

Obviously too much of something.

Strange it didn't affect you.

Oh, well.

It's never as easy as
you thought it would be,

is it, George?

- [John] Now can you read this?

- Scurf or scarf, I can't--
- Scurf pea.

Psoralea corylifolia
as it's known in Latin.

Very effective at killing bacteria.

- Do we really need all of these plants?

Mugwort, red sage, dogwood,

pagoda tree, kudzu vine?

- Kudzu vine.

Very effective against the common cold.

- Milk vetch, burdock, barrenwort,
the list goes on and on.

- Our medicine chest is
very low, Marguerite.

We have to keep up our
vitamin supplies as well

if we're to remain healthy,

especially in light of that
insect assault on the garden.

Not to mention my dismal
failure in the laboratory.

- A replacement for food is a tall order,

George, even for you.

Now don't be so hard on yourself.

- Finn seems ready to take
over the gardening duties.

And there is still plenty
of game in the jungle.

We won't starve.

- I realize that.

But a food substitute.

Now that really would be an
accomplishment, wouldn't it?

Imagine what the world would be like

if starvation could be
eliminated completely.

- Yes, it would be very crowded.

- Oh, Marguerite.

Over half the world's population
suffers from malnutrition.

A food substitute, now that would be

the greatest discovery of
the century, wouldn't it?

I'll not give up on this.

- That's too bad, I was
hoping you'd join us

on this little weed-hunting expedition

to identify the plants.
- Oh you don't need me.

There are sketches of all the plants

on that list in this book.

(rumbling)

I beg your pardon.

- Was that your stomach?

- I haven't eaten in two days.

- Why ever not?

- Well, it would be
very difficult to gauge

the effectiveness of my
formula on a full stomach,

now wouldn't it?

- Isn't that what the mice are for?

- Now that is a very good point.

My initial recipe had a very
positive effect on them,

but virtually no effect on me

except to render me
unconscious for an hour or so.

Oh, don't worry, I think
I found the cause of that.

It won't happen again.

- George, I think you should
abandon this experiment

right now, before you kill yourself.

- Yes, I tend to agree.

You are far more important
than a substitute for food.

- I will not be deterred
by a small failure.

I intend to see this one out.

(flute music)

Ow!

- How's it going?

- Not as well as I would like.

But then that's all part

of the scientific process, I'm afraid.

- [Finn] What are you doing?

- I'm taking blood samples to help me

analyze the effects of this
beverage I'm developing.

First I count the blood
cells, red versus white.

If there's an excess
number of white cells--

- That means you're sick.
- Precisely.

White blood cells are the body's defenses

against illness and disease.

- And a higher red cell
count means you're healthy.

- Lots of oxygen circulating
through the blood.

How do you know so much about blood?

- Radiation poisoning was very
common in the 21st century.

After Zoth and his goons
destroyed the world,

the atmosphere was contaminated for years.

Radiation probably killed
more people than the bombs.

- How horrible.
- Tell me about it.

- I also have to test blood sugar

for the nutritional level of the formula.

Oh.

It's not good at all, see?

The blood sugar level is very low.

- Hmm, why do all this work if
there's so much food around?

- Well, that may not always
be the case, as well you know.

The role of the scientist
is to provide solutions

for what one day may well
be very serious problems.

84.2 kilos.

I'm losing weight as well.

The scientific method may
appear to be rather slow,

but it really is quite fascinating.

Observation, experimentation, testing,

and then recording all the data.

- Sounds about as much
fun as learning to read.

- It does take a little effort.

But if you understood the principles

I'm sure you would quite enjoy it.

- I think I'd rather be a farmer.

Of course, I understand.

- Oh, it doesn't look like dogwood to me.

(birds twittering)

More like mugwort, I would say.

What do you think?

- You are kidding me.
- Yes, definitely mugwort.

All right, what's next on the list?

- A cold drink and a hot bath.

- Sounds like a good
idea, but we can't go back

to the tree house with just one plant.

- Oh look.

It says here that mugwort
is a pain reliever,

which is just about what I need right now.

- [John] Ah yes, here it is, right there.

- [Marguerite] I just
saw a weed like that.

- And I thought you
weren't paying attention.

- Here it is.

- Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, Marguerite, that's poison ivy.

- It's not poison ivy, I
know what that looks like.

Just pick it, will you?
- I'm not touching it.

If you think that's kudzu
vine, you pick it yourself.

- Fine, the sooner we
get this done the better.

What's next?

(soft music)

(animals screeching)

- So, grow already.

A is for apple.

(upbeat music)

B is for boring.

Challenger's right, reading can be useful.

C is for crossbow.

- Is something wrong?
- No.

- [John] I told you it was poison ivy.

- [Marguerite] "Told you it
was poison ivy," no, it wasn't.

- [John] Then why are
you scratching yourself?

- Oh, damn Challenger and his list.

If we weren't here collecting these weeds,

this never would have happened.

- Well, if you'd listened
to me in the first place,

this never would have happened.

- Oh, what are you, a botanist now?

You can't even tell a
fig tree from an oak.

- Well maybe so, but at
least I wasn't silly enough

to pick up poison ivy.

- There must be something in
this list for skin rashes.

Burdock, here it is.

That should be easy enough to find.

- Well, let's hope it works.

In the meantime, stop scratching.

- Yeah.
- You'll only make it worse.

(exclaiming)

- So, two grams of potassium,

plus 1.9 grams of fiber,

1.2 milliliters

of folic acid.

(stomach rumbling)
(belching)

Great thunder, (chuckling)
well, you'll be fed soon.

(burbling)

All right.

Some for you

(chuckling)

and the rest for me.

(sniffs) Hmm, the appearance
and odor have not improved.

(belching)

That is very filling.

Heart rate's increased.

So has my metabolism.

(chuckling) We will make
believers of them yet.

Yes we will.

Ah.

- [Man] Now that's more
like the man I know.

- Who said that?

Who the blazes are you?

- You ought to know.

I'm you, George Edward Challenger.

(dramatic music)

- I don't believe this, you're not me.

- Oh but I am.

I'm you when you were young and focused,

without distractions.

A promising young scientist,
fresh from his first doctorate,

accepting the rightful
congratulations of his peers.

- This is impossible, I
must be hallucinating.

- Are you?

Have not many strange and fascinating

things happened to you in your lifetime?

And not without reason.

- It must be the effects of this beverage

I've been developing.

- (chuckling) Nonsense.

You're a man with a special destiny.

I have arrived to ensure
you fulfill that destiny.

- Oh, be off with you, get away from me.

- Have you forgotten the
ambitions of your youth?

Your purpose is science,
Professor Challenger.

Scientific glory is your destiny.

- Glory is for others to
bestow, my purpose is to work.

- Since when?

Work without recognition
means you'll be forgotten.

Be trampled by imitators.

Tell me, George,

what have you actually accomplished here?

- I have made significant
progress in many areas.

- No, no you haven't,
you've lost your edge.

Your talents have been wasted on gadgets

for housewives and other
useless distractions.

- How dare you speak to me like that?

- How dare I?

I am you, I'm trying to help you.

While you rot in this ignominious place,

your rivals back in London
are laughing at your demise.

You need to get back to
civilization before it's too late.

(birds twittering)

- If you think I'm bathing
with this, you're crazy.

- At least I'm not itchy.

Here.

According to the list,

burdock is an effective balm
against skin irritation.

Has Challenger ever steered us wrong?

- You are really enjoying
my discomfort, aren't you?

- (laughing) Not at all.

In fact, I find your
itch quite irritating.

How is it?

- Delightful.

Keeping us apart, I see.

- Any gentleman would do the same.

(laughing) You're just afraid
of catching it, that's all.

- Hardly.

As a matter of fact, I'm
one of the fortunate few

who's immune to poison ivy.

- Really?
- Yes.

How about a little kiss?

- The mood you're in,

I don't know if that's such a good idea.

- Oh, I'm in the mood
for a little romance.

How about you?

- I hadn't really thought about it.

- (chuckling) That'd be a first.

(chuckling nervously)

- I think I should go
and chop some firewood.

It could get cold tonight.
- Yeah.

Very cold, I promise you that.

(dramatic music)

- Oh it's not good, not good at all.

Blood sugar level is very low.

I have to mix up some more.

- [Young George] Don't you
see what's holding you back?

- Oh, get away from
me, you are in my mind.

You are just a figment of my imagination.

- I'm over here.
(mouse cheeping)

- Leave that alone.

(somber music)

That's better.

Now where was I?

- [Young George] (chuckles)
Can't get rid of me that easily.

- What do you want?

- I told you, I want to
help you achieve your goals.

Return and recognition,
that is the path to glory.

It won't happen as long as you let

these so-called friends
of yours hold you back.

- My friends have been
immensely helpful to me.

In fact, they have saved my life.

- Oh, rubbish, they treat
you like a lab assistant

whose sole purpose is to make
their lives more comfortable.

You don't need them.

All they do is steal your
ideas and sap your energy

and distract you from your purpose.

- No.
- Oh, yes.

You need to show the
world what you can do.

- I will receive recognition one day.

My work will not go unrewarded.

I won't let them steal my ideas.

I'll do everything I
have to, to stop them.

What do you want?

- Who were you talking to?
- I wasn't talking to anybody.

Oh, I might have been talking to myself.

- Did it help?

- Don't you be flippant
with me, young lady.

What are you doing, creeping
down here to spy on me.

Is that the game you're playing?

- Spy on you?

- Don't you think I don't
know what your motives are.

You're just like the rest of them.

You think my sole purpose

is to invent gadgets for your comfort.

- You're out of your mind.
- This is my laboratory!

It's my life's work, it belongs to me!

Get out of here!
- Fine.

You can have it, I'm outta here.

- Oh, bravo. (clapping)

Do you feel better now?

Return and recognition, that's
what you need to focus on.

- You're right, you're absolutely right.

(animals howling)
(upbeat music)

- Oh, whatever you've made
for dinner smells delicious.

- Yeah, well, don't think I'm
sharing any of it with you.

- What's wrong?

- You kicked me out of your stupid lab.

- I did?

Oh I'm so sorry.

I must have been preoccupied with my work.

- You do look terrible.

- Oh I feel exhausted.

I really must get some sleep.

- Yeah, I think that's a good idea.

(suspenseful music)

(eerily wailing)

- Jessie?

(dramatic music)

- Hello, George.

- However did you get here?
- I'm your wife, George.

You seem to have forgotten that.

- No, this is impossible.

- [Jessie] Oh, you've driven yourself

into exhaustion again, as usual.

- No,

you're not here, you're back in London.

- Yes.

And time is running out for us.

- You know how important my work is.

How necessary it was for me to come here.

- Your beloved science, yes, I know.

But I've been waiting for
over three years now, George.

Three years without a word,

not knowing whether
you were alive or dead.

- I'm sorry, Jess,

I couldn't get word to
you or anybody else.

Believe me, I tried.

- What about the years
before that, George?

Years lost waiting while
you toiled away in your lab,

night after night.

- My work is important, you know that.

- You lied to me, George.

- No, never.

- I would be your wife, you said.

- And I meant it, you are.

- To whom am I married, George?

To the man, or his work?

- You know how I've always felt about you.

- Always second to your science.

- I'll make it up to you.
- Oh, George.

Don't do it for me, do it for us.

Before there's nothing left.

- Don't say that.

I'll never, never leave
you like this again.

Never.

(whooshing)

(birds twittering)

- [Marguerite] What are you doing?

- [John] My chest is itchy.

- [Marguerite] And I thought

you didn't want to get too close.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I must have rolled
downhill during the night.

Dammit.

- Not allergic to poison ivy, huh?

- Well, I never used to be.

What about you, you still
feeling the effects?

- No, I am fine.

That burdock bath seems to
have cleared it right up.

- Well good, I'll try some myself.

Sure you're not itchy?
- (laughing) No, not a bit.

In fact, I think we should

collect those plants for Challenger.

That is, if you can keep
your hands to yourself.

- I'm sure that won't be a problem.

(upbeat music)

- Jessie?

(somber music)

Oh, it must have been a dream.

(sighs)

Some for you,

and the rest for me.

To you very good health.

(gulps)

That's excellent, just what I needed.

Oh, it's working.

I never looked better, if that's possible.

- Finally you're out of bed.

I thought you were going to sleep all day.

- It's barely 6 am.

- While you were dreaming about your wife,

one of your trusted friends

was snooping around your laboratory.

- Finn.
- Who else?

Searching through your notes,

looking for anything she could steal.

- But Finn can't even read.

- Oh, what a fool you are,
you taught her to read.

She practices night and day,

with only one thing on her mind:

to steal your ideas and make
her own way out of here.

- No, I can't believe it of her.

- No?

She comes from a different
world than you, George.

A world destroyed by war.

Her only quest in life is to help herself,

to escape her dismal
situation any way she can.

- Was she really down
here in my laboratory?

- Look around.

Isn't it obvious that
somebody's been here?

- Well yes.

- [Young George] If you
don't do something about it,

she will steal your life's work

and reap all the rewards herself.

- But what can I do?
- Kill her, George.

- No, I can't.

- You know you can and you must.

- No, there has to be another way.

- Kill her before she
shoots you in the back

with that nasty little crossbow of hers.

Oh yes, that's what she's planning to do,

once she's made off with
everything you have.

- Why that ungrateful little vagabond!

(suspenseful music)

- That's the way, make an
example of her for the others.

(suspenseful music)

(wildlife calling)

There she is.

Don't let her get away.

- Good bye, Finn.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- Do it now!

(animal roars)

(arrow swishes)
(animal shrieks)

- What are you doing?
- You betrayed me, Finn.

- How did I do that?
- My work.

You know it's my life.

- I didn't touch your work.

- You were snooping around
my laboratory last night.

- You need to stop
drinking your experiment.

That's close enough.

- There's nothing the matter with me.

- You're poisoning yourself
and you don't even know it.

- What?

- That crud you've been drinking.

I've seen it happen before.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Yes, I do.

Now turn around, and go
back to the treehouse.

Try and sleep it off.

- (laughing) I do not
take orders from you.

- Then maybe you'll listen
to Roxton and Marguerite

when they get back.
- Traitors, all of you!

- Go.
- I'll get you,

every one of you!

(somber music)

- That burdock didn't help a bit.

- Scratch that one off Challenger's list.

No pun intended.

- Are you sure you still not itchy?

- No, not a bit, although I am getting

a little tired of walking
around in circles.

I'm sure we covered this area yesterday.

- I saw that.

- All right, my rash is worse than ever.

- Why didn't you tell me, you silly thing.

- 'Cause I was trying to pay you back

for your cruel behavior.

- Cruel?
- Yes,

laughing at my misfortune.

(scoffs)

We can't go on like this.

- Tell me about it.

There is one thing we could try though.

When I was a lad my brother pushed me

into a poison ivy patch.

Well, we found out that mud
is the best thing for it.

- Mud?

No, I think I'll pass on that.

- All right, you suit yourself.

There's gotta be some mud
around here somewhere.

- Well did it work?

(somber music)

(groaning)

- Oh, why didn't I pull the trigger?

How could I let her escape?

I need nourishment.

- Look at you, you've lost your senses.

- My friends have betrayed me.

- (scoffs) What sort of nonsense is that?

- Finn was in here last
night going through my notes.

- That young girl?

She loves you like a father, George.

She would never do anything to hurt you.

- You don't know her, she
threatened to kill me.

- In the state you're
in, I'm not surprised.

Oh you're falling apart, George.

- No.

- [Jessie] It's time now to think

of your home and your family.

- You don't understand
the pressure I'm under,

the importance of my work!

- Oh, that's right,
hide behind your science

even when it leads to your demise.

- Demise?

(laughing)

Science is everything to me.

And I will not be deterred, Jessie.

Not even by you!

You understood that when we married.

- When we were married,
you were a different man.

- No, he wasn't.

You tried to hold him back, to change him.

But he was the stronger man.

He left you in England where you belong.

You were the one he
should have left behind.

What did you ever do to help him?

- No!

No!

Both of you, be quiet.

- I gave him purpose and
direction, the desire to succeed,

all the ingredients necessary
to become a great man.

- You gave him blind ambition.

You made him selfish and paranoid,

demon-possessed by the
pursuit of fame and glory.

Not a man at all.
(George moans)

(birds twittering)

- [Marguerite] This is disgusting.

- [John] Yep, but does it feel good?

- Well, I've lost the urge to scratch, but

as far as the rash goes,
it's a little hard to tell.

(laughing)

- Well, we can assess that situation

when we wash off down at the stream.

- We?

- Oh no, Marguerite, please, not in here!

- (laughing) You have a filthy mind.

(shrieks)

(John laughs)

(John exclaims)

(laughing)

I'm going to have a swim.

And you are going to stay
here until I have finished.

- Of course.

- Cover your eyes.

Mud in your eyes if you don't close them.

- Oh, whatever was I thinking?

(soft music)
(birds twittering)

- John?

- What is it?
- Don't look!

Someone's taken our clothes.

I said, don't look.

(sputters)

- I'm sorry.

- [Young George] You let him
abandon science and sit around.

(George yells)
- Better than drinking poison,

testing himself like some lab rat.

(Young George speaking faintly)

- [Young George] Becoming
mediocre like everybody else.

- [Jessie] Better to be human.

To understand what it means to be alive.

- [Young George] A mere human?

All you want is for him to fail.

- [Jessie] All I want is
the love he once had for me.

- [Young George] He doesn't
love you, he never did.

All that's ever mattered
to him is science.

- [Jessie] That isn't
true, he's capable of both.

- No, get out.

Get out, get out!

- You're killing him.

- You're the one who's doing that.

- What are you doing?
- I can't take this any more.

- George, don't, don't, don't please.

- Leave me alone, get
away from me, both of you.

(dramatic music)

They're killing me, they're
killing me. (groaning)

- George, please let me help you.

- Don't listen to her.

Remember who you are, what you need to be.

- You're driving me out of my mind.

(dramatic music)

- [Young George] You
can't escape your destiny.

- Don't listen to him.
- Get away from me.

Just get away!

And stay away!

- (sighs) Roxton and Marguerite
better get back here soon.

Now what?

- [John] Come on, Marguerite,
don't use all the hot water.

- [Marguerite] This is glorious.

[John] Oh, yeah, glorious for
you, but I'm still a mess.

- [Marguerite] It was your idea

to take a mud bath to begin with.

- [John] You must admit
it cured the poison ivy.

- [Marguerite] I still can't believe

I let you talk me into it.

- [John] Well I can't
believe you picked that plant

when I told you not to.

- [Marguerite] This mud
isn't coming off very easily.

- [John] Then maybe you'd like
me to get in there with you.

- Don't you dare.
(Finn clears throat)

- [John] Finn.

- Don't come any closer.

- Don't you come any closer. (scoffs)

And this isn't what it looks like.

- Someone stole all our clothes.

- Yes.

- So you covered yourselves in mud.

- It was the only way
we could stop the itch.

- I don't need to hear any more.

I just thought you might like to know

that Challenger just ran off
screaming through the jungle.

- Okay.

- I think he's poisoning himself

with the stuff he's been drinking.

He tried to kill me.

(somber music)

(dramatic music)

- [Jessie] When we were
married you were just a man

- [Young George] Then the changes.

(overlapping voices)

- What did you ever give him?
- I gave him

(speaking faintly) to
succeed, all he needs.

(music drowns out speech)

- So hungry.

- [Jessie] Lies.

(Jessie and Young George speak faintly)

- [Young George] Completely
mediocre like everybody else.

They treat you like a lab assistant.

- [Jessie] To understand
what it means to be alive.

(Jessie and Young George speak faintly)

- That's better, yes.

That's better, much better.

- [Jessie] You are killing him.

[Young George] Feel better now?

Return and recognition, that's
what you need to focus on.

(birds and animals calling)

- He's weaving all over the damn place.

- You're mad at me, aren't you?

You think I should have tried to stop him.

- Oh, what could you do all by yourself?

- You think I'm afraid of him?

- That's not what I'm saying, Finn.

- Well, you're right.

Okay, I should have done more to help him.

I hope he's gonna be okay.

- Me too.

(dramatic music)

- [George] I must have more.

- Leave him alone!
- We've got work to do.

We're running out of time.

- [Jessie] No, I won't
let you hurt him anymore.

- You don't even know
what you're talking about.

Get up you old clod!
- Don't you touch him.

- Look at him, he's almost dead.

- Thanks to you.
You leave us alone!

- You know I'll give my
life to save him first.

(gasps)
(suspenseful music)

What kind of fiend are you?

- The man you fell in love with.

- Oh, no, you only look like him.

George, George, you're killing me.

- He must be inside.

Challenger!

George?

George.

- He's dying.

- Finn's right.

If we don't do something,
he's going to die.

- Well what can we do?

Did you find any of that
concoction he was drinking?

- No, just 101 ingredients.

- Dammit, Challenger.

What have you done to yourself, huh?

- He needs a blood transfusion.

It's the only way to save him now.

- Blood transfusion?

They did that during the war, didn't they?

- Yes, but we don't know
Challenger's blood type.

- Well what difference does it make?

I mean, if it's going to save him,

then let's just do it.
- No, John.

I saw a man die after being
given the wrong type of blood.

We cannot risk it.

- I can.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm type O-negative.

It's called the universal donor.

It's the one type that can be given

to anyone without rejection.

- How do you know so much about this?

- I'm from the future, remember?

We got to know a lot of
stuff you guys don't.

- Then what are we waiting
for, what do we need?

- I know, Challenger
will have it in his lab.

(somber music)

- What is it?

- He tried to kill me, Roxton.

What if we save him but his mind is gone?

(suspenseful music)

- [John] Let's get on with it.

- First you gotta let him bleed a little.

- Now what?

- Now we have to unclamp this tube

and let my blood flow into him.

Then you can use the
clamps to control the flow.

It'll stop the pressure
from building in him.

- Come on, Challenger you
have to pull through this.

- With my blood, he'll be as good as new.

- His pulse is getting stronger.

- I'll always love you, George.

Come back to me.

- I will, Jess, I promise.

- Who's he talking to?

- His wife.

Her name is Jessie.

- She, she was here.

- Welcome back to reality, George.

- You gave us quite a scare.

- Me too.

You know, I think I put too much potassium

in that formula.

(laughing)

- [Finn] Did you really see your wife?

- I certainly thought I did

I do believe she's still
waiting for me back in London.

- [Finn] Do you think she'll wait forever?

- Oh, that's too much to ask of anybody.

But I know how very
important she is to me.

And how much I want to
get home to her one day.

- Do you think you ever will?

- I'm eager to learn more

about your life on the
plateau in the 21st century.

Between now and then,

someone obviously found a
passage to the outside world.

- Don't ask me where it is.

- We'll find it together, I hope.

All of us.

- Are you ready for a little
plant classification, George?

- Before we all rush off
into another day's toil,

I think we deserve a small break
from our labors, don't you?

- Are you sure you're
feeling okay, George?

- I feel marvelous, I assure you.

- You don't have some important

scientific experiment to finish?

- No invention to invent?

- Well, yes, but they can wait.

- So you're saying you
want to take some time off.

- Yes, that doesn't sound
so horrible, does it?

Spend some time with friends?

- Oh, yes, he feels perfectly normal.

(laughing)

- How perfectly abnormal.

(laughing)
(upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

(electronic music)