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- I have long suspected this is much more

than just a lost plateau.

- Kind of hard to lose
a whole plateau I guess.

- Plateau of the lost is what I mean.

Creatures and civilization
lost in time and space.

Dinosaurs from the past
and you from the future.

All somehow brought together here

by some extraordinary kind
of magnet or vortex or--

- Black hole?

- As in the black hole of Calcutta.

- As in a star so massive

not even light can escape its gravity.

- Great galaxies!

Schwarzschild singularity?

Not even Albert Einstein
thought they were possible.

In your time, were such
things regarded as real?

- Yeah, sure, why not?

- A black hole lost in space and time.

It's the most profound concept I have...

Did you study astronomical
physics in the 21st Century?

- No, someone read it
to me in a comic book.

- Well, I would certainly
like to talk to you

more about this cosmic book

when we get back to the tree house.

- Can we go now?

- First we must complete our task at hand.

(groans)

You take charge of the star,

so that I can sight it from
that rise across the valley.

- I don't get it, why
do you keep making maps?

You've been here almost three years,

surely you know your way around by now.

- That's a reasonable assumption, Finn.

However, when I compare
the maps I make today

with those that Veronica has made

in the last few years, some
of the topographical features

appear to have shifted somehow.

- So Veronica makes lousy maps.

- Oh no, Veronica is a
very accomplished artist,

and you would've seen her self portraits.

- Artist, hunter, knows
everything about everything?

Why does she need you guys?

- Companionship, Finn.

Veronica is a survivor, as you are.

But there's much more

to a civilized life than mere survival.

When she returns, I'm sure you'll

enjoy her company as much as we do.

- Maybe, but I doubt I'll get the chance.

- No, why is that?

- Well if we're both
survivors living in a place

where resources are minimal,

one of us is going to
have to kill the other.

- What?

- It was a joke!

Do any of you guys have a sense of humor?

- Only when something
is funny, young lady.

Now you keep an eye on the sun.

I will be back in an hour.

(whistling)

(ominous music)

What have we here?

Good heavens.

It's an airplane.

A Royal Air Force.

Modified for long distance transportation.

Must have crashed here years ago.

But why so far from England?

Oh dear.

It's never right to die so far from home.

(somber music)

But if one party was buried,

there must be another to do
the burying which means...

- It means one pilot's still alive,

and still ready to fight.

- [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)

(pleasant music)

- [George] Who in the blazes are you?

- As if you don't know.

- I assume you're the
surviving pilot from that

crashed plane I found.

- See, you admit, you've
been looking for me.

- Why on earth would I be looking--

- Stop it!

You know who I am and I
bloody well know who you are!

- All right.

You win.

I know who you are.

- Yes, see?

That's better.

- And I have been looking for you,

I've been looking for you for a long time.

- I knew it.

That's why I set up the ambush, every day.

- Every day?

How long have you been
planning this ambush?

(sighs)

- Five years, since the crash.

- So that is your plane I found.

- Of course it's my plane
you stupid MI5 lackey.

'Cause I'm the one who took it, me!

Drummond Philip James, lieutenant!

691744281!

- All right.

So you took the plane.

- Not the plane, the iridium!

- The iridium from the
Laurentian refinery.

Processing batch alpha bravo four two.

- So you have been looking for it.

- Indeed I have.

It was 1917.

(bell tolls)

This is an outrage!

Do you know how important my work is?

Do you know how important I am?

The admiralty will hear about this,

the prime minister, even the king.

- George Edward Challenger.

Lionel Huxley, it's an
honor to meet you at last.

- As it should be.

- All right you two, you're dismissed.

Professor Challenger, may I introduce

my colleague, Bartholomew Thorne?

- If you must, Mr. Thorne.

- Professor.

- I must apologize for Thorne, professor.

New breed, far too serious.

- I'm being interrogated by MI5,

an agency formed by the government

to apprehend enemy spies.

I can't think of anything
more serious or more annoying.

- Oh it's not what you think.

We're fairly new at all of this.

- Which explains why you have
your supervisors observing

my interrogation from
behind this one-way mirror.

- Oh professor Challenger, please.

This building used to
house the city police.

They used to use this room for interviews.

There's nothing in there except
old files from the Boer War.

Tea?

- I would prefer an explanation I can take

to the admiralty when they ask me

why my work has been interrupted.

- Well you're right about that,

your work has been interrupted.

But not by us.

- The iridium you've been
expecting has been stolen.

- What?

That iridium is vital to
the Van der Waals process.

I cannot complete my work without it!

- Which is why we're taking
this theft so seriously.

- Where were you two
nights ago, professor?

(wheezes)

- You think I stole my own iridium?

- That iridium is the property
of his majesty's government.

- With that iridium, I could
end this war overnight!

Are you listening to me in there?

Nobody need die!

Not on this side, and not on the other.

- [Huxley] You think
there's something wrong

with the enemy dying?

- I think there is something wrong

when the greed and pride of
self serving megalomaniacs

drags the world to the
brink of destruction.

- Some might argue that it is scientists

who have made this great war
so much worse than the others.

- The secrets of nature are all around us,

it's the scientists who reveal them

and the politicians who pervert them.

Now I for one would walk to hell and back

to end the blind stupidity
that drives one man

to believe that the only
way he can advance himself

is by crushing another.

- Hm, quite the visionary.

- Can any one man summon the future?

- All it takes is one person,

and there will always be others

brave and true enough to follow.

With that iridium, I could
have developed a process

that would have put an end to war forever.

- Well no wonder our
enemies wanted to steal it.

Thank you for your time, professor

and for your inspiring words.

- You still haven't answered the question.

Where were you two nights ago?

- In my lab.

I'm always in my lab.

Ask my wife.

- [Huxley] We will of course
let you know what we find out.

- No you won't.

You're just like the rest of them.

You tell me what you want,
and the truth be damned.

How did you manage to steal it?

- After all this time, you think

I'll just give you all the names?

So you can put me up against the wall

and shoot me as a spy?

- That long, brutal war is over Drummond

and nobody cares about my work
with the Navy or the iridium.

And nobody's looking for you anymore.

(sighs)

- I wasn't meaning to pry, Marguerite.

- But that's exactly what you're doing.

- A simple question about your childhood,

that's all I asked.

- No childhood is ever simple.

- Coffee?

You know you told me once that you

played on the standing stones
and fairy rings of Avebury.

You remember that?

That's where my family estate is.

It'd be fascinating, don't you think

if our paths had crossed as children?

I mean what an incredible coincidence.

- There's no such thing as a coincidence.

- [John] So you think everything
happens for a purpose?

- Yes!

And that purpose is usually
to make my life miserable.

With the possible
exception of your coffee.

Thank you.

Okay.

Did you ever see a gawky young girl

with a long red scarf twirling about

the standing stones of
Avebury, like a drunken monkey?

- No.

- Oh.

- And I don't suppose you
ever saw a dashing young lad

come riding past on a
slightly arthritic pony?

Went by the name of Mr. Robinson.

- The boy?

(chuckles)

- My pony.

- Some of us didn't have
a pony, or a childhood.

- Marguerite I--

- Roxton, stop.

Stop stirring up the past.

There's nothing there for any of us.

- Look I was only--

- Well you're not!

- I think I should go do some hunting.

(sighs)

(ominous music)

- Hey you in the cape.

I'm looking for this old guy.

Now that's a mistake.

- Yours, not mine.

(dramatic music)

- Veronica, quit!

- Who are you?

- Your new housemate.

- [George] Lieutenant Drummond,
after all these years,

why didn't you ever try and leave?

- I have my orders.

- To remain here, all this time?

- My orders are to protect
the iridium at all costs.

- Performance of your
duty is most commendable.

- And I'm never to leave the iridium

unguarded for an instant.

- Is that why you've never left?

Because you couldn't leave the iridium?

- How could I carry it,
where would I carry it?

Not alone.

- You could have buried it.

- Yes, that was the second thing I did.

After the crash, I...

I buried my co-pilot and
then I buried the iridium.

And then I could never
be certain, could I?

- Certain of what?

- That one of you spineless MI5 toads

would come in in the night and steal it.

- So what did you do then?

- Well I had to dig it up again didn't I?

I had to open the box, had
to check the bars again

and then I could be certain.

- And when you were certain?

- I buried it again, for another night.

- So you dug it up and reburied

the iridium every day for five years?

- I said I have my orders.

- After all this time, I doubt
your orders remain enforced.

- Then I would receive new orders.

- How?

This, the radio from your plane?

How long is it since it worked?

- Since the crash.

- I believe I could fix that.

- [Drummond] How, we're in
the middle of the jungle.

- I live in a remarkable
place, not too far from here.

It was built by people from an expedition

who also brought with them

a vast array of scientific apparatus.

- What kind of apparatus?

- Well I have the facilities
for glass blowing,

for repairing electrical circuitry.

I even built a windmill
to generate electricity.

- If you're lying, you
know what I'll do to you.

- You would, yes.

- John, I want to apologize.

John I would like to apologize.

John I apologize.

George!

- Oh Marguerite, I hoped you'd
be out hunting with Roxton.

- Who the hell are you?

- Don't make trouble
and you might not die.

- Royal Navy iridium.

- Marguerite, how do you
know about the iridium theft?

- Mr. Thorne, I believe
our next guest has arrived.

Thank you so much for
your cooperation miss?

- Baroness, Von Helfing.

- Of course, baroness,
please make yourself at home.

Perhaps you will be more
comfortable in this chair.

- I'm sure I won't be here

long enough for comfort to matter.

- When did you marry a German, baroness?

- Prussian, the baron
is Prussian, in exile.

Anxious for the Allies to be victorious

so he can help rebuild
his beloved country.

- The question stands,
when did you marry him?

- And when did it become
any of your business?

- Let's begin.

Four months ago you were in Shanghai.

- Was I?

- Three months ago, Constantinople.

- I hear the Bosphorus
is lovely in the fall.

- After that, Paris.

- I have been busy.

- It goes with the job.
- And that would be?

- My job's the same as yours.

- Oh I see, you also
marry rich, older men,

secretly poison them and
inherit their estates do you?

(chuckles)

- [Thorne] Why is that what you do?

- People will gossip.

- What about baron von Helfing?

- What about him?

- [Thorne] Do you plan on murdering him?

- Like my other husbands?

- How many husbands have you had?

- My own, or other women's too?

- This is a serious matter.

- I agree.

If I am not back at my husband's suite

at the Goreum within the hour,

I can think of one
insolent government clerk

who's going to find himself transferred

to his majesty's Canadian
hinterlands by morning.

- Are you threatening me?

- No, you're not worth the bother.

I have wasted quite enough
of your time, Mr. Thorne.

I won't keep you any longer, good evening.

- No I'm sorry, you can't leave!

- No?

What does papa bear say?

- Well baroness, of course
you're free to go at any time.

- Thank you.

- In fact I'm not quite
sure why Mr. Thorne

summoned you here in the first place.

We really only have one
simple question to ask you.

- Only one?

- If it's not too much trouble.

- That depends.

- Have you ever heard of iridium?

- Is it anything like platinum?

I'm rather fond of platinum.

- So I see, but no iridium is used more...

Well, these days its merits

are more military than decorative.

- Oh, and you are asking
me about this because?

- Some of it seems to have gone missing.

- Iridium?

- Pinched.

- In the interest of time,

you think that I pinched the iridium?

- Look I have to ask.

- I quite understand.
- I'm frightfully sorry.

- Well?

- Did you steal the iridium?

- No.

- Very well, your driver is upstairs.

He'll return you to your hotel.

My regards to the baron.

- That's it?

That's your idea of interrogating
a woman of her reputation?

- Our job, Thorne, is to turn up the heat.

Now two of our agents will follow her

and see if we brought her to the boil.

If she is the one who stole the iridium,

well she wants to tell someone
about what just happened.

When she does, then we'll have her.

- Did she really kill her husbands?

- Let's just say be grateful
you're not her latest one.

In Vienna they call her the black widow.

- Well that's astonishing, Marguerite.

We must have been interrogated

within five minutes of each other.

I never heard more about the case.

Did you ever find out
what was responsible?

- I did.

It was quite a surprise too.

The spy who stole the iridium was--

- Silence!

My orders are clear, secrecy must be

maintained at all costs!

Which means you know too much to live.

(dramatic music)

- If you expect me to repair
that radio, you leave her--

(grunts)
(gasps)

- I have my orders.

- Your orders are to preserve secrecy.

Secrecy of what?

Your cell of spies has
already been broken,

your leader arrested, you
don't have to do this.

- You were going to say my leader's name!

- No I couldn't say his name
because I don't know it.

I only know his position.

Your leader was an officer in MI5.

He was a double agent,
he had everybody fooled.

He was the one who stole the iridium.

- Who, who?

- Percival.

- Percival.

- That was his code name.

Youth made wise through compassion.

- The savior of the Grail knights.

- He was sent to prison for life,

but his identity was never revealed.

At least not to the public,
the scandal would...

- Glorious.

- I suppose that depends
whose side you're on.

- Whose side are you on?

- Are you still planning to kill me?

- Not now.

- Then I'm on your side.

- So, after you went off
with the Zanga trading party,

did you find that other tribe,

the ones that made the mask
with that triangle thing on it?

- It's called the trion,
the eye of heaven.

It belonged to my mother.

- Yeah?

- I found the village
where the mask was made,

home to a tribe called the Horda.

It had been deserted for at least a year,

except for a blind shaman.

- That's like some kind
of spiritual leader?

- He knew my name, Finn.

Almost as if he'd been expecting me.

He gave me this pendant, told
me my mother had worn it,

and now it was my turn to know.

- Your turn to know what?

- That's all he would say,

and then the next day he was gone too.

- This plateau has got to be like

the weirdest place in the universe.

It's not a wonder it's lost.

- This is where you last saw Challenger?

- He went off into that
valley heading for that rise.

(howling)

- Are you any good at tracking?

- Better than you.

- Then why haven't you found him yet?

- Damn it.

Well there's plenty of food in the larder.

Plenty of fruit and vegetables at least.

(thunder rumbles)

Oh someone once said, could
this day get any better?

- Challenger was definitely here.

- Obviously.

- Then why'd you walk right by?

- So why did he dump
his stuff right there?

- Finn look.

If I know Challenger,
he couldn't resist this.

Looks like some sort of flying machine.

Must have crashed.

- They had airplanes in the old days?

- Challenger must have stood right here.

Someone came up from behind him.

Must have hit him because he fell.

His attacker dragged him
off in that direction.

- Right.

(ominous music)

(thunder rumbles)

- Well we're in luck.

Seems the tubes are all intact.

- We just need to replace these

melted wires and burned insulation.

- How long?

- To effect the repairs?

A few hours, but I think we should

wait until this storm passes

before we connect the
radio to the windmill

and set up the antenna.

- The storm is not here yet, work faster.

- Yes, exactly what I
was going to suggest.

- Marguerite.

Marguerite I, I apologize.

Apologize for what, I don't know.

No no, I'm sorry, please let me explain.

I just...

(thunder rumbles)

This doesn't look good.

- What kind of dump is this?

- Someone from that crashed
airplane must have survived.

Lived in here for years.

- It smells more like
somebody died in here.

- Oh!

Is there something about the future

that makes people clumsy?

- I don't know, is there something

about the past that makes people dumb?

This looks important.

- It is for somebody who can read.

- I found it.

- It's a radio instruction book.

- You had radio in 1922?

- Challenger's been trying
to build one for years.

Trouble is, he says there's something

on the plateau that keeps radio

from working the way that it
does in the rest of the world.

- How big is a radio these days?

- About as big as a gramophone, why?

- Because I bet there has to be

a radio to go along with this book.

- You're right, something's missing.

- Mhmm, and if it came
off that plane wreck,

10 to one it was broken.

I bet it's easier to fix
one than to build one.

- And when Challenger saw
it, he offered to fix it

and the only way that he could do that

is back at the tree house.

- So that's where they are.

- Obviously.

- So what are we standing around here for?

(ominous music)

- Drummond, stay calm.

- We'll explain everything
so there need be no trouble.

- Marguerite I--
- No Roxton!

- [Marguerite] We're all right.

- But they won't stay that way

unless you put that rifle on the floor.

- Lieutenant Drummond has been
on his own for five years.

- He's just a little tense.

- But as soon as we fix his radio,

there'll be plenty of
time to sort things out.

- Lieutenant Philip James Drummond?

- So you've been looking for me too.

- Not really.

But I had always wondered
what happened to you.

- You know Drummond?

- Oh I know what he did.

He and his partner commandeered

an experimental air transport full of...

Yeah.

- You know about the iridium too?

- I know everything about this.

After I was arrested for its theft.

Well it ended my career.

- So you stole the iridium
and put it on the transport?

You're Percival?

- Percival.

Yes, that was the code name that they--

- Then you sir are my leader.

The greatest double agent
in the history of espionage.

(dramatic music)

- I refuse to believe it.

- John, you were not a spy.

- Well the iridium theft is
one of the biggest secrets

of the war Marguerite, how would
you know anything about it?

- When I was an interpreter

my business contacts made me a suspect.

I've just learned that Challenger and I

were interrogated for the
theft on the same night.

- It's you?

You're baroness von Helfing?

The black widow of Vienna.

- [Huxley] The baroness
no longer a suspect?

- No.

I started thinking about
what that reporter said.

- What, the obnoxious American?

Somebody Malone?

- Those questions they asked,

the rumored theft of a secret weapon.

Someone fed him information,
from the inside.

- Well Malone was remarkably well informed

for someone just back from the front.

- Inside information like
that could only have come

from one of two possible sources.

- And those sources will be?

- The person leading this investigation.

- Which is of course preposterous.

- And the person
responsible for the theft.

(choral music)

- Look.

Do you know what you're suggesting?

- I don't like it any more than you do,

but if there is a traitor within MI5,

it can only be one person.

- Major, could I trouble you to join us?

- I presume you have good reason

for calling me in here.

- Actually sir, we'd like
to ask you a question.

- Very well.

One question.

- Where were you two nights ago?

- If you think I am any way
involved in this traitorous act,

then you're no better
than traitors yourselves.

- Am I to take that as
you have no answer for us?

- Or are you just so arrogant you didn't

even bother to arrange an alibi?

- I'll see you in chains.

- No sir, you will not.

Guards!

Major Lord John Roxton I
arrest you for high treason.

Take him to the holding cells.

- If that's what really
happened, then there

surely is something you're not telling us.

- I know you're not a traitor, John.

- You're not the only one
with secrets, Marguerite.

(thunder rumbles)

The future of the world does now rest

in the hands of a corrupt monarchy.

And with men like you,

the struggle for a new
order isn't over yet.

- I thought this day would never come.

- Stand at ease, soldier.

I'll take it from here.

- [Drummond] She said Percival
was sent to prison for life.

- Well the British didn't have the stomach

to send one of their own to prison.

It was easy enough to make a deal.

- A deal?

You gave away our
secrets to save yourself?

While I was rotting in this jungle?

(grunting)
(gunfire)

- That's coming from the tree house.

- They need us.

(grunting)

(gunfire)

- Get back to work!

Even in this rotting jungle
I stayed true to the cause.

He put himself first and
betrayed both sides--

- Stop it!

Lord John Roxton betrayed no on!

- How could you possibly know?

- Because I was Percival.

- [Huxley] You're safe now.

- The investigation is over so soon.

- Poor Thorne suspected nothing.

I led him about like a bull
with a ring through its nose.

- Led him to whom?

- Better you don't
know, a nameless officer

too stupid to realize he was

being set up from the very beginning.

- So our tracks are covered?

- Oh perfectly.

The iridium is en route to
our friends in South America,

and his majesty's naval officer

special research is in complete disarray.

- And Percival?

- As enchanting, bewitching,

and absolutely unsuspected.

- Well done.

- It's my pleasure.

- No doubt.

- Another thing Thorne failed to notice.

This file contains the new ciphers

for all transatlantic cables

between London and Washington
starting this month.

- They will be in the diplomatic pouch

by morning, and Berlin by night.

- No wonder we're winning this war.

- Someone has to.

(dramatic music)

- You.

A woman.

The greatest double agent in history.

- [John] No she was a triple agent.

- What?

- I was the army senior
liaison officer to MI5.

And not even I knew Percival was a woman.

- Percival ran the entire spy
ring operating in England.

- Yes.

Which meant that every

enemy spy in the country
gave their secrets

to a British woman who they thought

was working for the enemy.

But she was really working for England.

To keep those secrets safe.

- Percival planned the
theft of the iridium!

(thunder booms)

- We needed to give him a success

that would convince
Berlin he was effective

without jeopardizing the war effort.

- What?

My work could have ended the war.

- I'm sorry George, but as the volunteer

who was arrested to protect Percival,

I chose your work as the sacrificial lamb.

- In heaven's name, why?

- Because of the Summerly commission.

- Arthur Summerly?

- He headed a secret
committee that reviewed

special ongoing defense projects.

They judged the likelihood
of their success.

- And he thought my project
unlikely to succeed?

- Not in time to be used in the war.

Look, for what it's worth,

I've regretted the decision ever since.

- So you should.

- George, you have

no idea how many times I've wanted

to tell you I was there that night.

That I heard what you
said, what it meant to me.

- You're lying, all of you!

(gunfire)

(thunder booms)

Fix the radio, now!

- The storm's so close,

I should disconnect the antenna first.

- I don't care who it is!
- Look out!

- No one interrupts us!

(gunfire)

- No.

(dramatic music)

- I make my own orders!

- Drummond!

(electricity crackles)

- Whoa.

Well there's no way that
radio's getting fixed.

- Pleasant thoughts I hope.

(sighs)

- Arthur's report, Challenger's iridium,

the three of us in the same
building on the same night.

Even Malone, investigating
the story for his newspaper.

- Well what does someone who

doesn't believe in
coincidence make of all that?

- You don't suppose it's possible,

well we're not all here by accident?

- Oh nonsense, our
involvement with this iridium

followed by our presence
here on the plateau

is nothing more than random happenstance.

(laughing)

- What have you two been up to?

- Just trading stories.

- About men mostly.

- Oh it is good to hear
your laughter again.

- You have been missed.

- Tell me about it.

Veronica knows this, Veronica did that.

These guys wouldn't last
a month without you.

- Your new pendant's very beautiful.

- It was her mother's.

- That symbol is the same
on Summerly's mask, may I?

Oh that is odd.

I believe this pendant is made of iridium.

- Oh George if you can
believe that all the mysteries

of the plateau might have one answer,

why can't we believe we've all

been brought here for a specific purpose?

- Whatever could that purpose be?

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