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Zero.

Since the splitting of the atom

only a few decades ago

and through his god-given genius of science,

Man at last has succeeded

in penetrating further and further

into the unknown vastness of space.

The Moon has become the launching base

for advanced exploration.

From this pivotal point,

astronauts, at the risk of their lives,

set out to conquer nature's mysterious forces.

Yet many questions remained unanswered.

What is his Earth

in relation to the inconceivable number of other worlds?

Is his speed truly the fastest,

his achievements the greatest,

or is he a mere unimportant piece of driftwood

floating in the vast ocean of the universe?

Could there be life similar to our own

on other planets?

Is it not possible

that atmospheric conditions of relative environments

control their shapes and forms?

If so, would they be giants,

or could perhaps the opposite be true?

Could their intellect have reached a scientific level

far above man's dreams?

What, then, will the future reveal

if this story you are about to witness

is only the beginning?

Log entry.

Pegasus III.

March 16, 1980.

Captain Leonard, pilot.

Lieutenant Webb, navigator.

This is the seventh and last day

of space reconnaissance research, Flight 361

for United States Air Force Lunar Base 1.

We are 21,000 miles from base,

bearing at 2-7-0 degrees,

2-3 minutes.

Azimuth at plus 46 degrees,

4-6 degrees,

5-0 minutes ecliptic.

On routine successive approximation

by trajectory computer

using data from the space position recorder.

It's quiet and lonely out here,

and frankly, we'll be happy to get back to that dreary old Moon.

We're almost a degree off trajectory, captain.

The equipment check's ok.

Must be an outside acceleration force.

Something approaching fast!

I'm setting up auto-evasive pattern.

A large planetoid object

is on a direct collision course with us.

We are under 11 Gs exterior acceleration

and have no control whatsoever.

Captain!

We're gonna hit!

Ahhh!

It's just incredible.

Two ships missing in less than a month.

Nothing within thousands of miles of their positions,

and yet they crash into something

that appears suddenly on our radar

big enough to be a planet,

and then the next instant, it disappears.

It's against all theories of space.

You get the same reports from Bases 2 and 3?

It appeared for a second or two,

then vanished completely.

A ship is on a routine flight...

controls, rockets, everything in order...

and then all of a sudden...

Yes?

General Gibson for Colonel Lansfield from Earth Headquarters.

Stand by.

Colonel Lansfield.

Gen. Gibson: Lansfield,

what's all the trouble up there?

General, I can't tell you any more

than what was in that report this morning.

You're certain the rockets crashed?

I am. We have their last log entry

through our recording reproduction unit.

Now, general, I've listened to it over and over.

It tells what happened,

but not how and why.

What do you suggest?

I don't know, general.

No doubt the rocket's destroyed.

We don't know what we're looking for.

This mysterious planet seems to come and go

at such speeds, it's impossible to track.

A phantom planet, Lansfield?

You're a little old to think that, aren't you?

This is a capable base, general,

run by capable men.

Now, there's something out there

that isn't supposed to be.

All right, all right. Take it easy.

Send another reconnaissance with Chapman.

Chapman? I need him for the Mars project.

If this phantom planet thing isn't cleared up,

there won't be any Mars project.

Send him!

Yes, sir.

Ask Chapman to report.

Yes, sir.

Captain Chapman,

report to the Colonel.

Sir, I've been testing the pressure equipment

for the Mars project.

Forget about that now, Chapman.

You leave tomorrow morning.

The general wants someone with your experience.

I don't know whether to feel flattered or not.

What exactly will I be looking for,

a floating space monster?

This is no joke, Frank.

I wish it were.

Sorry, sir.

You know how rumors move around this base.

Well, that's one of the things

we hope that you'll dispel.

Well, you're the Colonel.

I'll take a crack at anything once.

And that's about all you'll get, Frank,

one crack.

18,000 miles out at 2-7-0 degrees azimuth

and 4-7 degrees ecliptic.

Speed... 4.6 miles per second.

Check.

Computer guidance on.

Stability course on.

Directional rockets port, off.

Directional rockets starboard, off.

Check the automatic.

Check.

Well, that does it, captain.

We can relax a bit now.

Takeoff's always the same.

My heart pounds like a sledgehammer.

Yeah, mine too.

How about the screen?

Never fails to fascinate me from up here.

You know, captain,

every year of my life,

I grow more and more convinced

that the wisest and best

is to fix our attention on the good

and the beautiful.

If you'll just take the time to look at it.

You're some guy, Makonnen.

Woman on radio: Lunar Base 1 to Pegasus IV.

Lunar Base 1 to Pegasus IV. Can you read me?

This is Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1.

This is Lieutenant Makonnen.

Colonel Lansfield for Captain Chapman.

Chapman standing by.

Lansfield on radio: Anything out there, Frank?

Nothing, Colonel.

It's almost too quiet.

Well, keep alert

and don't waver off your course one degree

unless you think you're onto something.

And if you do get onto something,

report at once.

Chapman on radio: Yes, sir.

Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1,

Over. Out.

I hope whatever was out there is gone now.

What's our elapsed time from base?

14 hours, 22 minutes, and 30 seconds.

We could stay up here another fourteen hours

and still see nothing.

Even fourteen hundred hours.

It's about all we can do, though.

Are you sure we're still on course?

Why?

Well, I have an idea.

Turn to 2-7-8 degrees azimuth,

0-47 degrees ecliptic.

Yes, sir.

Changing course to 2-7-8 degrees azimuth,

hold 4-7 degrees ecliptic.

Lansfield tells us to charter the same course

Pegasus III took.

Well, that's fine,

but I don't think we'll get anywhere

if this strange planet dashes about

like it's supposed to.

It figures we won't find it around here,

so we're changing course.

Lightning never strikes twice in the same place.

Precisely. You with me?

Like I said, you're the captain.

I'll take a new reading.

Thanks, Ray.

Oh, you could go nuts out here

just waiting for something to happen.

You seem pretty much at ease.

Well, I figure it's just the same as fishing.

You've got to be patient and wait.

Electrostatic meter is going haywire.

Woman on radio: Lunar Base 1 to Pegasus IV.

Can you read me? Over.

Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1,

we read you. Over.

You are completely off course, Pegasus IV.

Check your position immediately.

The computer and spectrometer... out.

Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1.

We are aware of being off course.

Cannot explain at present.

We are entering a heavy magnetic field.

Several instruments are out,

and I'm afraid others are going.

Give us our exact position.

Over.

Pegasus IV, you're...

Cannot hear you, Lunar Base 1.

Over.

Changing to manual control.

Meteors!

Boy, that was close.

Yeah and I'm afraid it isn't over yet.

We're in a semi-closing course with them.

Screen one's fading fast.

What about the infrared detector?

That's out, too.

The only thing we can do is turn it 9-0 degrees

to the shower's path.

More meteors are coming. It's our only chance.

That will be to 3-1-1 degrees azimuth

and minus 1-2 degrees ecliptic.

Here they come.

This is it.

Looks like the worst is over.

Still see a lot of spots.

Those are ionized trails.

They'll persist for a while.

Well, let's hope there are no stragglers.

With these instruments out,

there won't be any way to tell

if they're coming from another direction.

The trick now is to get back to the Moon.

I think we'll make it.

Yeah.

Ok, Ray,

let's go through a Type-B check.

Right.

Cabin pressure?

Twenty, coming up.

Retro port?

Positive.

Retro starboard?

Positive.

Main circuit one?

Negative.

Main two?

Negative.

Let's try the auxiliaries.

Main one?

Negative.

Main two?

It's not in the circuits?

Ya know, the meteors must have smacked into the propulsion elements.

Or feed lines.

Yeah, if we're lucky.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

Looks like it.

You know...

there's one thing sure.

What's that?

They knew what they were doing

when they forced us to go through

those space drills dozens of times.

If I remember correctly,

you had a different opinion.

Hey, don't rub it in.

Ray: This looks like it.

The retrorocket feed lines must be cut.

Frank!

Your air line is broken!

Frank!

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name...

With all respect to the Colonel, sir,

I don't think it's any use.

Keep working that radar,

and keep working it until we locate Chapman.

Yes, sir.

He's got to be out there somewhere.

He just has to be.

Ray?

Ray?

Lieutenant Makonnen?

Oh, no.

This is Captain Frank Chapman,

pilot, Pegasus IV.

My ship is being drawn toward an asteroid.

Instruments completely out of operation.

Navigator Makonnen...

Lost.

I cannot read my position.

I'm going to try to land,

but I don't think I'll make it.

If I do, I'll continue recording.

We seem to be entering a heavy magnetic field.

Some of the instruments are out

and others are going.

Meteors!

You're completely off course, Pegasus IV.

Check your position immediately.

Lunar Base 1 to Pegasus IV.

Can you read me?

Frank! Your air line's broken!

Navigator Makonnen.

Ray. Ray.

Lieutenant Makonnen.

I'm going to try to land.

What exactly will I be looking for,

a floating space monster?

This is no joke, Chapman.

I wish it were.

Look, look.

His helmet is open.

The giant is getting smaller.

Will he become our size?

Let's go in and get him.

Wait.

He may have a weapon.

He should stand trial.

We must take him to Sessom.

We will begin the trial.

Yes, Sessom.

Thank you, Sessom.

Bring in the jurors.

Will Ypsilatis step forward?

Call the prisoner.

Bring in the prisoner.

Stand here,

in front of our leader and our judge.

Is the prisoner from another world

ready to hear the charges against him?

Charges?

What charges?

I will ask the questions.

Are you ready to stand trial?

It seems I have no choice.

But first I want to know what I'm charged with.

We'll let you know in time.

What are you called?

Chapman.

Frank Chapman.

What is your occupation

in the world from which you come?

I'm a captain in the Air Force

of the United States,

a country on Earth...

Space Exploration Wing.

But you must know about us.

You speak our language.

We do not speak it,

but here on Rayton...

Rayton?

Yes, Rayton,

the name of our planet.

Here we are able to translate all languages

through voice tone waves.

Why all these explanations?

Let us go on with the charges.

You're right, Herron.

This is no time for explanations.

Man from Earth,

you are accused of causing injury

to one of our people.

I thought I was being attacked

and I defended myself.

I didn't want to come to your world.

I lost control of my ship.

It was like being pulled toward your planet

by an enormous gravitational force.

You were...

when you came into our path of travel.

Path of travel?

Phantom planet.

We managed just in time to control your landing

by releasing the pressure in our space warp.

I don't understand.

There are many things you will not understand here.

Maybe in time, you shall.

In time?

That is correct.

The jury will now vote

and find you guilty or not guilty

for inflicting injury on a Rayton man.

The verdict, judge.

I find you guilty as charged.

You are now a free subject of Rayton.

The jury is dismissed.

That is all.

You are now a free subject of Rayton.

That is not all.

Listen, I don't know what kind of a place this is,

but you must have some kind of law here.

This planet pulled me to it.

I didn't come here by choice.

But being here,

you cannot be permitted to leave.

We must keep our security at any cost.

So, I must pronounce you guilty.

No penalties will be lodged against you,

but you must become a subject of Rayton.

Trial is concluded.

Nothing is concluded.

What is this?

First I'm found guilty

of something that's not my fault,

and then I'm set free.

Well, free to go where?

Back to my world... six inches tall?

Don't worry.

No harm will come to you.

I'm Liara, Sessom's daughter.

I'll show you to your quarters.

Come. We'll talk on the way.

What has happened to me?

You mean your size?

Our atmosphere,

together with some acceleration

from our gravitational control,

has reduced you to normal.

- Normal? - Normal for us.

You see, everything here

is in proportion to our planet's size.

We know several worlds

that have creatures larger or smaller,

according to the size of their world.

Do you feel any different?

No, but it's not exactly funny

to think that someone on Earth

could carry me about in their pocket.

Oh, that would never happen.

You see, oxygen in your atmosphere

would restore you immediately

to your regular size.

But either way, it wouldn't matter.

You'll never see your world again.

Nothing yet?

No, sir. No contact for two days.

I'll wait another 24 hours.

Then with or without orders,

I'm sending out a search party.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

Will you excuse me?

We must talk about your future,

your future on Rayton.

My future on Rayton?

I want to talk about getting back to my world,

back to Earth.

I'm afraid that is impossible.

You might as well accept your fate,

your fate of being one of us.

And being one of us,

you must be productive in one way or another.

Well, what is it you want me to do?

You must help us to keep spaceships from your world

from landing here.

But that's my only hope of getting back.

Forget about it.

Two ships in my unit disappeared.

Did they crash here?

Unfortunately, yes.

They were pulled into our strong gravitational field.

Well, so was I.

Yes, but luckily we were aware of your approach

and lowered the power on our gravity field.

I don't get it.

In many ways, you're hundreds of years ahead of our science.

Yet you live in such a primitive manner.

It may not be as odd as it seems.

It's true that our technology

may be much further advanced than yours,

but then a strange thing happened.

What was that?

We had machines do all our work.

People on Rayton became completely free of all labor,

practically of all responsibilities.

Our people became soft and lazy.

They did not know how to cope with their free time.

They started to fight amongst themselves.

That's very interesting.

Many people on Earth

are beginning to face the same problem...

too much free time, too little work.

A problem not at all unique

in the history of the universe.

Well, what happened on Rayton?

Our forefathers then made a wise decision.

They returned to, as you say, our primitive ways.

The Raytons again had to toil for their living.

They became much stronger,

much happier,

much more valuable.

But you didn't forsake

all of your scientific achievements.

No. We retained the secret of the gravity control

for our survival in space

and the secret of our food production

for our survival on this barren planet.

You sacrificed advancement for this?

Sessom rules us, and we are content.

Now, can't we get on with this, Sessom?

Herron is hasty.

We all are.

Our lives have been changed so much.

I would like you to become acquainted with our ways.

Later you may choose a wife,

Liara or Zetha.

Zetha cannot speak,

but she is a fine woman.

Well, between the two,

it would be difficult to make a choice.

It is no problem.

You may take your time.

But once you've made your choice, remember,

it must not be taken lightly.

You must be hungry.

Come with me.

Liara.

Go now and learn our ways.

Then, perhaps, you may help us with our problems.

You can decide about this later.

Now you need to eat and rest.

This is good.

What is it?

I think it's the equivalent

of your breadfruit.

We made it chemically for you,

since nothing grows here on this planet.

Oh, here.

Drink this.

It's good for you,

and it will help to make you rest.

You need it.

You say nothing grows here.

Then, how do you exist?

Well, our bodies are so constructed

that we need very little food,

because of the air we breathe.

Feeling better now?

I hope so.

Yes,

but I'd like to get out of here.

You're a strange one, Frankchapman.

I'm a strange one?

What about everybody else?

And don't call me Frankchapman.

My name is Frank Chapman.

Two words.

Yes.

Frank Chapman.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rough.

It's just that, well, this is so new to me.

You know what I'd like to do if I had a choice?

What?

I'd like to return to my ship.

Well, that's impossible.

Then you see, I'm still a prisoner.

Not at all.

You're free to go anywhere here on Rayton.

Except to my ship.

Your rocket is no longer on this planet.

It was sent off last night

while you were sleeping.

Frank on recorder: I cannot read my position.

I'm going to try to land,

but I don't think I'll make it.

If I do, I'll continue recording.

This is Captain Frank Chapman,

pilot, Pegasus IV.

My ship is being drawn toward an asteroid.

Instruments completely out of operation.

Navigator Makonnen...

Lost.

Sir! Unidentified object on-screen.

This must be Chapman's ship, Colonel.

It certainly has all the indications

and all the characteristics

of a spaceship,

and no other unit of ours

is scheduled for flight in this area.

Any contact?

None, Colonel. Just static.

His auto-emergency transmitter

should be on full-blast.

I'm tuned to all Pegasus frequencies, sir.

So are the automatic relays on Earth.

Good. This must be Chapman's ship.

What else can it be?

Captain Beecher and Lieutenant White

are to report to the briefing room immediately,

and stand by for takeoff.

Now, report immediately any news

or anything unusual

on your radio and radar relays.

- Yes, sir. - Yes, Colonel.

The rescue ship is in the countdown phase, sir.

They're waiting for your final operation orders.

Put me through to the captain of the rescue ship on launching.

Yes, sir.

Beecher, this is Lansfield.

Yes, Colonel?

Beecher, your final instructions

are being teletyped on your recorders.

Yes, sir.

As you know, something unusual must have happened

to Chapman and Makonnen,

and I don't mind telling you

that it's of greatest importance

to space travel that we find out

exactly what happened to these two men.

So, blast off, and good luck.

We'll do our best, Colonel.

Frank on recorder: I cannot read my position.

I'm going to try to land,

but I don't think I'll make it.

If I do, I'll continue recording.

This is Captain Frank Chapman,

pilot, Pegasus IV.

My ship is being drawn toward an asteroid.

Instruments completely out of operation.

Navigator Makonnen...

Lost.

Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1.

Pegasus IV to Lunar Base 1.

This is Captain Beecher. Over.

Woman on radio: Lunar Base 1

to Pegasus IV.

We read you, Captain Beecher.

Good work. Stand by for Colonel Lansfield.

Lansfield on radio: Beecher, how are they?

They're not.

I mean, there's no one onboard.

There isn't a sign of life.

Two men don't just get up and walk off a rocket

in the middle of space.

No, sir.

Then, what the devil?

Chapman recorded a final message, sir,

but it doesn't make sense.

Our repro units are picking it up.

We're examining it.

Can you bring her in?

I'll have to check out the instruments,

but I think so.

All right. Give it a try.

White can bring your ship in.

Yes, sir.

And, Beecher...

Yes, sir?

Good luck.

I can't work under these conditions.

I must know more

about the directional flight machine.

When the time comes.

Well, the time has come.

I want to speak to Sessom,

and right now.

Very well.

Father.

Frank Chapman wishes to speak with you.

Do you want to talk about Liara?

That isn't what I came here to discuss.

My work has reached a stage,

and I need to know more

about your gravity control.

It is too soon.

Now, how do we know he's not a spy for the Solarites?

You are too distrusting, Herron.

All right. You may see it.

It's incredible...

But how?

The high density of our planet

made it possible for us

to advance gravity...

and therefore anti-gravity theories.

It's beyond me.

Einstein was working on this problem,

but he died before he could complete his investigations.

What causes Rayton's high density?

The atoms on this planet

have narrower electronic orbits

than the atoms on most other planets.

The smaller they become,

the easier it is for us to control

and take advantage

of positive and negative gravity.

But why is Rayton getting smaller?

This planet is slowly using up the energy

that holds the atomic particles together.

You mean you might disintegrate into nothing?

Yes. Someday.

But it will not be in our time.

Well, I guess it's the same as on Earth.

We don't seem to worry

that our sun might be cooling off

in many millions of years.

No. The danger for us

is that sudden bursts of concentrated heat

directed on our Rayton

might suddenly speed up the process of time.

You think that's possible?

We have enemies who want our knowledge of gravity

and who know our weakness.

You're expecting attack?

When you have enemies

you always expect an attack.

Hello.

I'm going to take a walk.

Will you join me?

Come on.

You know, this is the first time

I've had a chance to talk to you alone.

How is it you're more different

than the others?

I don't mean your silence.

I... I mean, you're warmer

and more sensitive.

That wasn't really a question,

because I know you can't answer.

I just wanted you to know how I feel.

Strange world.

I don't want to hurt Liara.

You don't, either, do you?

I like you.

I have charges to make

against the Earthman Chapman.

He is imposing himself

both on Liara... your daughter...

and the mute girl Zetha.

Now, this is an insult to Liara...

you know I love her...

and a direct insult to me.

I am asking... rather...

I am demanding your permission

to challenge him to the duel.

You sent for me?

Yes. I have reports about you that are not good,

that you're causing much trouble.

What am I supposed to have done now?

You are forcing your attentions on Liara

and then on the mute girl Zetha.

That's not true!

Why don't you ask them?

He lies!

Silence.

Is it true?

Has he forced himself

or his attentions upon you?

Why would she admit it?

Perhaps she's afraid of him.

Being mute, she's unable to defend herself.

Maybe she's protecting me.

Listen, I'm not going to be

put on trial or questioned

by you or anyone else

for something I haven't done.

You know, buddy, I don't like you.

Maybe it's a carry-over from Earth

and not good taste,

but I'd like to hang one on you.

Chapman.

Herron has challenged you to the duel of Rayton.

Do you accept his challenge?

A duel for what?

What kind of a duel?

This guy doesn't look very honest to me.

A duel of bravery.

You know, Mr. Sessom,

maybe this duel business is a good idea,

might clear the air a little.

So how do we go about it?

Herron, you know the rules for the duel of Rayton,

but for him, I'll have to explain

and show the results.

Chapman, come here.

Those are gravity plates that we've had placed here.

Their intensity is so high

that any object or any person

placed on any one of them

would immediately disintegrate.

Here, let me show you.

The duel of Rayton

is one of physical strength

and skill.

You will use this rod

and attempt to push your opponent

on top of one of the gravity plates.

You saw what happened to the rock.

Get ready.

Put the combat rod in position.

At my signal,

you will start the duel.

There can be no quarter called

and no quarter given.

The fate of the victim

is in the hands of the victor.

The moment has come.

At my light signal,

you will proceed.

Kill him! Kill him!

I don't want to kill you.

I never did.

Why didn't you kill him?

I didn't want to.

I don't believe in it.

In this case, killing him

would have accomplished nothing.

But Herron wouldn't have shown you mercy.

He'd have killed you because he wants me.

But I don't love him.

I love you.

If you'd felt anything for either one of us,

you could have stopped this duel.

What?!

You know what I think?

I think you were waiting

to see which one of us won

and then take the one that was left over.

- Wha... - No, Liara.

I don't love you.

I don't even know if I like you.

But let me tell you this:

you can't make someone love you.

It's got to come naturally.

You can't force it. You can't command it.

If you do that, you'll never find it.

This... this whole thing is like a nightmare to me.

I miss my people.

So I've got to make some attempt to get back,

and if you feel anything for me,

you'll try to help me.

Well, perhaps you're right.

Maybe I can help you.

As you said,

I don't want to kill you.

No, I think I could understand

your somewhat quaint language

if I were on your Earth a little.

Well, why don't you kill me?

You didn't kill me.

You had the chance.

Well, what about the knife?

This isn't exactly what I'd call a friendly visit.

If you help me,

I have a plan whereby I might help you to leave our planet.

Perhaps it will work.

I don't see how this is possible.

What about my size?

I inspected your giant suit,

and the oxygen tank

holds air from your own world.

Now, isn't that right?

- Yes, of course, but... - Oh, never mind that.

It's not important now.

You see, the whole plan is based on the theory

that your people are searching for you.

Now, I must get you back

before they attempt to find you here.

I know they've been searching

and will eventually zero in on this planet.

I think I can get you back in time.

Yes, but...

you're doing this because of Liara, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

I'm in love with her.

I don't think she loves me yet,

but perhaps, with you gone,

she'll see things

in a more realistic light in time.

Now, how can we get my suit into the open?

I have some men I can trust.

And Sessom?

No.

He must never know.

Otherwise we both will be put to death.

Two nights a week, I'm alone,

in complete charge of the master control center.

Can one man handle it?

Yes,

and on one of those nights

in the near future,

while Sessom is sleeping,

I will maneuver Rayton

within a distance of your Earth's Moon.

You think they'll be able to see us?

Precisely.

They will investigate and find you.

Go with her.

What is this?

What's happening?

The siren means we're being attacked.

Attacked? By whom?

Attacked by whom?

The Solarites.

We've been here too long.

They've discovered our position.

Who are the Solarites?

I've no time to explain.

I must help Sessom.

What will this do to our plans?

We must fight this off,

or no one will have any plans.

Is everyone underground?

Yes.

Then we go.

We're safe for the moment,

but I fear they won't give up so easily.

Safe for the moment?

Well, who are these Solarites, anyhow?

They are from a Sun satellite.

For generations, they've been after

our universal gravity control,

because they want to avoid

being pulled into the Sun.

If we don't stop them,

they'll eventually attack your Earth.

Liara, show him the prisoner.

Chapman: Prisoner?

Come.

So that's a Solarite.

Yes. He was captured during the last war...

the only one of their monsters that didn't die in the attack.

When did this attack take place?

Several years ago,

when Zetha was a little girl.

That's when she lost her voice.

What makes those rocks disintegrate?

It's as if they were hitting

some invisible wall.

That's exactly what it is.

The monster is so strong

that he could smash any ordinary structure.

Now, what you call an invisible wall

is really another way

that we use our gravitational control.

By using a high magnetic field,

we can lock molecules so closely together

that they form a solid wall.

It would make a big hit at M.I.T.

Where?

One of Earth's more advanced centers of learning.

Oh.

I only hope your wall will hold him in check.

Yes. He could kill us all if he escaped.

Life on other planets.

And we were always wondering

if ours was the only one so blessed.

There are many inhabited worlds,

but only these fire-people bother us.

Man on speaker: We have been sighted by the enemy!

They are forming a concentrated attack...

Pattern 6, vernier index 1-2.

Six?

They never attacked on that one before.

What are we going to do?

We must try to break up the attack.

It's fantastic.

We can do one of two things:

Outrun them or fight them.

Well, breaking up a formation is one thing,

but how can you fight them?

Do you have a chance?

We have to settle that once and for all.

Living in constant danger isn't worthy of us.

Don't forget...

we still have the gravity control.

The gravest danger to us

is the high-intensity heat bomb.

Right.

They have enough concentrated heat

to blow up our planet instantly.

What would you do?

I would fight.

And you?

Fight.

Right.

That's exactly my decision.

Prepare for battle.

Sharp acceleration for attack position.

Maneuver so that we face the enemy when they attack.

Herron,

alert our units to be ready for frontal attack.

All units!

Prepare for frontal attack!

Activate the gravity curtain.

Oh, it was a magnificent victory!

But I'm deeply plagued with regret

when I'm forced to destroy.

If it wasn't them, it would have been you.

Perhaps you are right.

You are wise, Chapman.

One day, you and Herron will lead our people.

Well, I'm honored and grateful, but...

I will teach him all he needs to know.

Where's Zetha?

She went to sleep early.

Sleep.

I'm very tired.

Perhaps the battle was too much of a strain on me.

Good night.

- Sleep well, Sessom. - Good night.

Ahh!

What was that?

It was over there.

Help.

It's Sessom.

Oh, father!

Oh, father.

What happened to him?

I think it was the Solarite.

Are you all right?

What happened?

I don't know.

Was it the Solarite?

Did you see him?

It was terrible.

Herron: I'm going to the control room.

Chapman: No, you stay with Liara.

Chapman!

Yes?

Go through that corridor.

It's shorter.

- Thanks. - But be careful.

I'll be all right.

Oh, Herron.

Zetha! Are you all right?

Hey! Watch the plates!

How is Sessom?

He'll be all right. Liara is with him.

I'm glad.

Do you still wish to return to your world?

Yes, but...

Well, then tonight's the best time.

You see, the chaos of battle

has brought us closer to your Moon

than we've ever been.

It will be a simple task to maneuver Rayton

slowly and steadily even closer,

and the risk will not be so great,

because the travel time will be short.

And we'll be well within the range of Moon's radar.

Yes, but we cannot go unnoticed.

Now, as soon as we're within range of your Moon,

my men will carry your suit out into the open.

Now, if your people come to investigate,

we'll pull them into our gravity

and direct their landing.

Meanwhile, you will enter your suit,

seal it up so that you're not exposed to our atmosphere,

and... well, the rest you know.

Where shall I meet you?

In the control chamber.

Someone will come for you.

Zetha.

It's you.

Yes, Frank Chapman.

But you can talk!

From my fright.

When I thought you were going to be killed,

something happened.

And after I screamed,

I found I was able to speak.

Zetha.

I have many things to say to you,

Frank Chapman.

It's so wonderful, you being able to talk,

and I have so many things to say to you.

Oh, everything has been terrible.

You're so lovely.

You have such an adorable little face.

Isn't it strange?

Here in this place

I've found perhaps what I've been looking for all my life...

and I must leave.

Oh, everything within me wants to stay.

It's my solemn duty to leave.

You understand that, don't you?

Frank Chapman, I've been in love with you

since the first time I saw you,

and I've never been able to speak a word of it until now.

But as I know my love for you is so strong,

so I also know that you will leave.

I must leave.

Good. You're on time.

Here we go.

Another hour, and we shall be close enough for you to be found.

Woman on radio: Lunar Base 1 to Rocketship 3-8-0. Over.

This is Rocketship 3-8-0 to Lunar Base 1. Over.

Radar has just picked up a giant asteroid...

identity unknown.

Cannot find any record of it in the space charts.

The phantom planet.

Give us exact position of asteroid.

Nine degrees, in northern cluster field,

and I have an order from Colonel Lansfield.

You are to land on this asteroid

and send White to investigate.

I...

I hope you will find happiness back with your people.

You would be my happiness,

here or there.

Frank Chapman, please.

You must take this stone.

It will be a good luck charm.

Hold on to it.

It will help you to go back safely to your people.

Keep it...

and remember my...

my love.

Yes, Zetha.

I'll keep it forever.

We just confirmed it.

A rocket similar to yours is heading in our direction.

I hope it won't crash.

Don't worry.

I have the best men on gravitation control,

and I have another man

who's coming to help me turn on the oxygen tanks

as soon as you're in your suit.

Thank you, Herron.

You know, we've become friends here.

Good friends.

We would have become friends anywhere,

your planet or my Earth.

I wish you and Liara much happiness.

I find you guilty as charged.

Kill him!

You'll never see your world again.

Frank Chapman, I've been in love with you

ever since the first time I saw you.

Chapman.

Chapman!

White to Beecher.

Come in, White.

I found Chapman.

He's alive.

But there's no trace of Makonnen.

Where's Makonnen?

He's dead.

He's gone.

Where are we?

Where are they?

Where are the others?

Where's who?

Zetha.

What are you talking about?

Sessom.

Herron.

Come on. Let's get back to the ship.

White to Beecher.

I'm bringing him in.

He seems to be all right.

He says Makonnen is dead.

He keeps talking about other people.

I think he's in a state of shock.

Do you need assistance?

No, captain. I can handle him alone.

You know, Frank, you're a lucky guy.

This is a wandering planet.

It could have carried you anywhere.

I'm sure glad we found you.

Zetha.

Where is she?

What you need is a rest.

Prepare for immediate take-off.

How do you feel, Chapman?

I don't know.

I don't understand.

Oh, it's unbelievable.

Beecher: We'll get you back to Moon Base for a thorough examination.

Do you think you're hurt?

I don't think so.

You must have been knocked out for quite a while.

I must have been dreaming.

It's quite possible you were delirious

from the shock of the crash-landing of your ship.

Ray is gone.

But I just left Zetha and Herron.

She had such an adorable little face.

All rockets ready for firing.

Stand by for countdown.

The gravity of this planetoid is very strong.

We'll need every bit of thrust for our takeoff.

Don't worry.

I know we're gonna make it.

Start your countdown.

10...

9...

8...

7...

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

zero.

Cut off power.

Power off.

Rear screen.

Rear screen.

I know now they'll never believe me.

Even with this, they'll never believe me.

What, then, will the future reveal

if this story is only the beginning?

Is only the beginning...

Only the beginning...