All language subtitles for Lost in Space s02e03 The Ghost Planet

[ man narrating ]
last week, as you recall,
we left the jupiter 2...

hurdling through
the void of outer space.

little did our contented
space pioneers realize...

that somewhere
out in the blackness,

an incredible ghost planet
was even now seeking...

to lure them into
its sinister clutches.

[ robot ]
♪ now neath the silver moon ♪

♪ ocean is glowing ♪

♪ o'er the calm billows ♪

♪ soft winds are blowing ♪

♪ hark! how the sailors cry ♪

♪ joyously echoes nigh ♪

♪ santa lucia ♪

♪ santa-- ♪
[ stops abruptly ]

you bubbleheaded booby!
do you realize
what you've done?

i was at the point of
landing on the isle of capri.
now i'll never get there.

sorry, dr. smith,
but it was only a dream.

only a dream indeed,
my dear boy.

don't you know that dreams
are the true interpreters
of our desires?

once more, sir,
from the top.
and try not to sing flat.

negative.
due to worn conditions
of memory bank,

compliance impossible.

that's right, dr. smith.
as a matter of fact,
i was just testing him...

to see how many
of his worn-out memory banks
have to be erased.

very well.
in that case,
erase everything...

but facts, figures
and his capacity
for strict obedience.

i've had enough of his
sentimental nonsense anyway.
have a heart, dr. smith.

it's that sentimental stuff
that makes the robot
one of the family.

your family, my boy,
not mine.

this addle-plated armor bearer
is no kin of mine.
[ robot ] correction.

i know you
like a big brother.

do you indeed?
example--

who chickens out
when all hands are needed?

example-- who sneaks food
when all personnel
are on short rations?

example-- who--

you're quite right, will.

many of his memory banks
do appear to be in
a very sorry state indeed.

especially his memory
for facts.

go through them carefully
and erase
all references to me.

i want no part of this
dehumanized lie dispenser.

and get rid
of his sentimental twaddle
at the same time.

but, dr. smith--

i couldn't do that
to you, robot.

it would be like
brainwashing my best friend.

all i wanted to do
is give you
a little more thinking room.

[ beeping ]

there's something out there!

it's some sort
of spatial body.
what?

a familiar planet?
more likely
an unfamiliar asteroid.

maybe i can get
a fix on it.

[ female voice ]
jupiter 2. jupiter 2.

this is
your space controller.

please prepare for entry
into our atmosphere.

your compass heading
should now be 8-5.

repeat: 8-5.

please conform all instruments
to requested heading.

this is jupiter 2.
instructions received.

but who are you, and
what's your astral number?

don't ask foolish questions,
my boy.

like everyone else
who's ever been lost, we've been
going around in circles,

and now we've returned
to home base.

the planet earth.
and there it is!

that can't be earth.

i suppose you think
it's alpha centauri?

what do you think
you're doing?

conforming our instrument
to the requested heading.
120--

warning! warning!
periodicity of signal
indicates...

flight path of space vehicle
is on collision course
with zone...

of high intensity
particulate radiation.

advise immediate evasive action.

dr. smith, look!

we're heading into
a radiation belt!

we've got to come hard
the other way!

warning! warning!

space vehicle approaching
perimeter of high intensity
radiation zone.

what?
why wasn't i told sooner?
you know-nothing numbskull!

we've both been trying
to tell you!

what's going on here?
we're heading into
a high radiation zone, dad.

well, that's obvious.
didn't you get ample warning?

yes, sir, but--
i was merely
following instructions.

[ don ]
whose instructions?
[ will ] look at the robot!

he's burning up!
get away from
those controls!

and put a fire extinguisher
on him!
let me out!

here, take this guitar.

cut the power except
lights and cabin pressure.
right.

[ screams ]
the ship is aflame!

we're being consumed!
do something!

do something!
stop the fire!

we'll all be grease spots
if we don't get out
of this pretty quick!

[ yelling ]
can we risk reactivating
the cooling system?

all right. try it.
cooling system?

[ yelling ]

an air-conditioned
funeral pyre!
what a way to die!

it's not so bad, dr. smith.
it's just st. elmo's fire.

and the temperature's
only one million degrees "k."

- smith, get over here!
- [ yelling ]

we got into this because
we're way off course.

now what's all this about
following instructions?
whose instructions?

i was gonna tell you.
a space controller with
a really charming voice...

requested us to prepare
for entry into the atmosphere.

- what atmosphere?
- earth, of course.

smith, you're out of your mind.
he's right, don.

i heard the voice too.
but i'm pretty sure
it wasn't coming from earth.

i think you've both got
a touch of space rapture.
from now on, you--

we're coming out of it.
let's get some power going.

home.
home, sweet home.

home sweet home, my foot.
we pull away from it,
right, john?

right. we've had our share
of unidentified planets.

let's get out of here.
have you all taken
leave of your senses? look!

i can even see
the coast of south america.

and that little trickle
must surely be
the panama canal.

smith, that little trickle
just happens to be
some vapor on the view port.

wipe it off!

all right, five-second burst
on the main thruster.

roger.

thrusters aren't having
any effect.
all right.

try auxiliary controls.

nothing's working. we're caught
in a magnetized field
and being pulled in.

it's no use.
someone down there
has control of our ship.

maureen, i want
you and the girls to strap
into space couches right away.

[ maureen ]
what's the trouble?

we seem to be heading
for a landing.
we're trying to pull out,

but i want you all
safely strapped in
just to be on the safe side.

all right, john.
all right, both of you,

lower deck, and strap in.
with pleasure.

despite all your misgivings,
i have every reason
to believe...

that we are approaching
familiar territory,
very familiar.

you come along
with me, my boy.
when we land,

i intend to let you
help me write my memoirs.

i can't tell whoppers
as good as you can,
dr. smith.

indeed.
come along.

any response?
nothing.

all right.
we'll fire the main bank.

you'd better mind your manners
if you intend
to keep your friends.

have you ever been
to the andes
in south america, madam?

no, but i've flown
over them.
come on now, girls.

why?
there.

you must let me
act as your guide.

i know the area
like the back of my hand.

we'll take a trip down
the amazon to the coast of chile
before we enplane for home.

dr. smith,
i don't know why
you bring this up now.

it's going to be a long time
before we see the amazon...

or do any other
terrestrial sightseeing
for that matter.

dr. smith thinks
we're landing on earth.

i don't think, my dear boy.

i know.

[ female voice ]
jupiter 2, this is
your space controller again.

you will be entering
our atmosphere
in approximately 100 seconds.

do you still
doubt me, madam?

your approach pattern
to landing pad double 1-5...

is being
telemetrically controlled.

come in.
this is jupiter 2.

come in.
identify yourself. over.

space control extends
its personal welcome
to all voyagers on jupiter 2...

and regrets any inconvenience
you may have been caused...

in penetrating
our radiation belt.

you are now entering
our atmosphere.

come in.
please, identify yourself.
who are you?

whoever they are,
their patter's strictly
one way-- theirs.

jupiter 2, we are
taking over your controls.

we are landing
your ship for you.

hello? hello?

jupiter 2,
greetings from space control.
you may now disembark.

kindly enter space port
through gate double 1-5.

where are we?
who is this?

everything's double 1-5,
if that's any satisfaction.

don, throw a light
out there.

[ don ]
just as bare as
mother hubbard's cupboard.

i can't understand why
they don't answer you.

neither can i.
i can.

we've been away a long time.
our communication system's
probably outdated.

they can't hear you.
we can hear them.
they can hear us.

[ female voice ]
we are waiting for you,
jupiter 2.

oh, coming.
coming right along.

good heavens. excuse me.
excuse me, please.

coming. coming right along.
would you be good enough
to lower the ramp, please?

excuse me.
excuse me.

oh, good heavens.
my suitcase.

i do hope they have a helicopter
out there to take me into town.

at last,
a good night's rest
in a comfortable hotel.

stand aside,
you bulbous bumpkin.

no one leaves the ship,
till we know who and what
is out there.

my dear sir,
aren't you being
just a bit overcautious?

that voice was as american
as deep-dish apple pie.

a little too deep for me...
or for any of us.

we could send the robot, dad,
to see if it's safe.
that might not be a bad idea.

what a ridiculous waste of time,
fiddling with that mechanical
meddler while i burn.

all right, dr. smith.
in your case,
i will make an exception.

if you want to go out there
before we really know what
it's like, feel free.

i wouldn't dream of disobeying
the captain's orders.

[ don laughing ]
oh, sure.

especially when you're afraid
you might stop breathing
if you left this ship.

i have no fear
of that, major.

robot,
leave by the exit ladder.

report back
on the atmospheric...

and biological
composition of the area.
roger.

i shall expect
an apology from you...

when that doddering
dunderhead returns.

dr. smith,
let me remind you...

that, officially,
you're still
a stowaway on this ship.

i could clap you in irons
and put you on a diet
of hardtack and water.

one more word out of you
and i'll do just that.

dad, he's getting near the gate.

this is your robot,
jupiter 2.

atmospheric report.
i will skip details.

atmosphere capable of supporting
terrestrial life.

biological composition of
particles in this area are---

something's happened to him.
robot, come in. what's wrong?

don, throw a light on him.

he's hurt!
someone's gotta help him.
i'll go.

no, son. no.
no, we can't take a chance
on going out there at night.

now, i know how feel about
the robot, but we just
can't risk it till daylight.

until then,
you all better get some rest.

don and i
will take the night watch.
all right.

come on, children.

good night, dear.
good night.

come on, now, dears.
i prefer to get my rest
in a good hotel.

well, this happens to be
the only hotel available
at the moment, dr. smith.

now push that button
for room service.

you'll sing a different tune,
major, when i am proved right.

my belongings, sir.

[ female voice ]
hello, jupiter 2.
good morning.

space control understands
your reluctance to disembark
during the hours of darkness.

space control
also regrets to advise you
that your robot...

appears to have developed
some minor mechanical defects.

[ will ]
i've never seen
anything like it.

[ female voice ] as you were
instructed previously,
you are now invited...

to enter space port
through gate double 1-5.

repeat: gate double 1-5.

debarkation procedures
and all facilities...

for your comfort
and convenience
have been provided.

be sure to follow
the double 1-5 signs
inside the debarkation shed.

thank you.
they're still with
that double 1-5 bit.

that's probably their
computer number for us.

space control,
this is jupiter 2.

please furnish us with identity
and location of this space port.

over.

space control,
please come in.

alpha control
was never like this.
where is everybody?

i have a theory
about the absence
of humanity out there.

no kidding?
i can hardly wait
to hear it, smith.

it's really quite simple.
it's a surprise party.

a surprise party?
they're waiting for us on the
other side, thousands of them.

the moment we enter that gate,
we will be greeted
by a thousand cheering people.

the band will play,
the president's lady
will present flowers,

and the president himself
will pin decorations on us.

that's very imaginative, smith,
but i don't buy it.

we are v.i.p.s.
don't you see
that red carpet?

yes, i see that red carpet.
that's all i see or believe.

it's very bad form
to keep the president waiting,
you know.

i suppose i shall have
to make some sort of apology
for all of you.

as well as
the "thank you" speech to
those multitudes down there.

are you really going,
dr. smith?

as the only representative
of the jupiter 2...

with a proper sense of decorum,
i have no choice.

i think you'd better wait,
dr. smith.

and insult the president?

well, if you're really going,
you'd better take
a gun with you.

a gun?
whatever for?

my dear boy,
in a few moments you will
hear me being greeted...

by at least a 21-gun salute.

john, is it possible
what he says is true?

could this really be earth?

of course not.

well, then where are we?
i don't know.

we'll know soon enough.

much help you are to me,
you incompetent idiot.

[ female voice ]
be sure to follow
the double 1-5 signs, sir.

we wouldn't want you
to go astray.

well, thank you very much.
you're very kind.

you're very welcome.

where are you, my dear?
right here.

[ gasps ]
at your side, sir.

please make yourself
at home, sir.

oh, i beg your--
[ gasps ]
this way, sir.

is, uh-- is the president
waiting for me?

no, sir.
he isn't?

then may i see
whoever is in charge
of the official welcome?

your, uh,
space port director?

of course.
you're probably hungry, sir.

what would you like to eat?
well, i--

eggs benedict?
a small breakfast steak?

country sausage?
and do sit down, sir,
if you please.

well, i'm not really
very hungry.

may i see your director?

something is not
to your liking?
oh, no.

no, it's lovely.
really,
it's all quite lovely.

it's just... those waiters.

and you.

things can't have changed
that much during
my absence from earth.

you think this is earth?
[ chuckles ]

isn't it?

isn't it?
oh, please.

please, i insist upon
seeing your director.

oh, please. oh!
oh, never mind the director!

how do i get out
of this dreadful place?

i have a few questions
i'd like you to answer.

are you ready
to answer them?
i'd prefer to leave.

so soon?
you've only just arrived.

you know, there's really
nothing we can't do for those
who cooperate with us.

does that include
returning me to earth?

of course.
but why should you want
to go back there...

when there's so much here
for you to enjoy?

the riches
of the entire universe,

supreme power over
the fate of every living thing,

undreamed-of luxury,

all waiting for
a cooperative visitor.

does your director have
many more like you?

many of various ranks.

i've just been promoted...

from an officer
of 0-4 class...

to an officer
of class 0-3.

heartiest congratulations,
my dear girl.
now, uh,

tell me some more
about those riches
and that supreme power.

how many passengers
on board the jupiter?
quickly!

your reward depends
on the speed
with which you answer.

how many passengers?
seven, including myself.

you are their leader?
naturally.

you have destructive weapons?
oh, yes.

yes, indeed we do.

i am being called
to the summit.

you have been
most cooperative.

but before our riches
can be bestowed on you,

we must be sure
of your fidelity.

oh, let me assure you,
i am the most trustworthy
soul in the world.

ask anybody.

as proof of that,
you must be prepared...

to give up your weapons
and be as defenseless as we are.

are you prepared to do that?

well, uh,
might i just see...

a few of those riches
before i decide?

follow me.

well, no 21-gun salute
and no cheering multitudes.

even if there were,
smith would move it
out of earshot...

so he could hog it
all for himself.
don!

well, why'd he have to be
so all-fire sure
he knew all the answers?

somebody better get down there
and get him before he gets us
into any more trouble.

how about me?

well, i mean, after all,
i'm his buddy.

i think he's just as worried
about dr. smith as we are.

what-what are these?

nothing for you
to be concerned.

merely other visitors
from space who chose
to defy the summit.

i see.

and now the treasure, my dear.
the treasure.

oh.

all... mine.

when you give up
your weapons.

may i just have
a small sample?
[ gasps ]

when you return.

i'll need my robot
to help me carry the guns.

your robot is being repaired.

oh, my.

smith?

dr. smith?

smith?
[ female alien ] kindly follow
the double 1-5 signs, sir.

that way.
before i do anything like that,
i want to know where i am.

our officials are waiting
to meet you.

please cooperate
by following the signs.

no, thanks.
i'd rather follow
my instincts.

smith, are you in there?

right behind you, major.

really, major, why so nervous?
why the gun? it's quite
unnecessary. i assure you.

don't assure me of anything.
just tell me what you've been
doing in here and where we are.

it's a long
and delightful story, major,
but let's get back to the ship.

i want everyone to hear it.
whose voice did i hear?

voice? why, yes, the voice.
it's their
public address system.

everyone is so busy preparing
our official welcome.

well, come along, major.
come along.

well, don't stand there
like the proverbial
neanderthal ninny.

follow me!
who fixed him up, smith?

uh, those--
those nice people in there.

but i wouldn't ask him
any questions if i were you.
he's still very nervous.

come on.

and not only that, but they're
preparing an official banquet
for us all this evening.

cocktails, with shirley temples
for the children,
will be served...

starting at 0500.

black-tie, of course.
but i haven't
a thing to wear.

i think i'll go
just as i am.

i wouldn't worry about it,
my dear. something tells me
we won't be going.

don, can you confirm
any of the things
he's saying?

i heard a voice,
but it sounded like
a female serpent.

there was one of those
in a paradise, like the one
smith's been talking about.

do you doubt my word, major?

not only your word,
but this whole shebang.

the sooner we pull up stakes
and light out of here,

the better off we'll be.
i quite agree.

dad, would it hurt
just to look around?

if they want to invite us in,
i'd rather they do it themselves
than through dr. smith.

doubters!
doubters!

that's right, dr. smith.

in space, i doubt everything
but the evidence of my own eyes,
senses and instruments.

and as of now, i believe
this place to be both alien
and hostile to us.

don, let's go topside.

but the banquet--
we can't disappoint them.

i'm going to give them
one more chance to disprove...

everything i believe
about this place.

space control, this is jupiter 2
preparing for liftoff.

if you wish to communicate
with us before our departure,

please do so in person
immediately.

over.

space control,
please come in.

john, look!

[ female alien ]
space control to jupiter 2.

a negative condition
for liftoff is in effect
until further notice.

communication can only be
conducted through your leader.

out.

this is john robinson.
i am the leader.

they think i am the leader.
i was the only one with courage
enough to go out there.

well, that's because
you thought it was
home sweet home.

well,
negative conditions or not,
let's get some power going.

it's dead.
whatever they did,
it drained our power units.

that must be
their reception committee.

[ john ]
looks more like
an honor guard at a funeral.

oh, john, it's been hours.

are they just going to wait
for us to come to them?

well, if they are,
they're gonna have a long wait.

it's like a siege.
except that we're not
expecting reinforcements.

there you are.

now, follow me.
and try not to rattle
those guns.

not responsible for rattling
of extraneous equipment.

silence,
you pompous pip-squeak!
now, get along.

you are beginning
to remind my memory banks
of an old friend.

indeed? who?
whispering smith.

go!

clumsy, clumsy.
now, wait here for me.

[ screams ]
oh, it's you.

you gave me quite a turn.
what are you doing in here,
dr. smith?

shh!
not so loud, will.

i don't want anyone
to know about this.
know about what?

i'm taking my life
in my hands by doing this,

but i'm bound on a mission
of appeasement--

to try to explain
your father's obstinacy
to our friends.

i do hope they'll understand
and repeal
the negative condition.

why were you taking the robot
with you? and what was
he carrying in that bag?

i'm taking them a little gift.

some of your mother's
bread sticks.

i don't think you should
come back here without
dad's permission, dr. smith.

he refused to give it.
he did say this place
was alien and hostile.

indeed. they treated me
like visiting royalty.

i think i'd better see the robot
and get a rundown on all this.

no, no, will.
don't ask him anything.
poor old chap.

he's still in very bad shape.
his-- his internals, you know.

i'd sure like to know
what's going on in here.

but if you're not gonna
be too long, i think
i'll stay up here with you.

on second thought,
maybe you would be safer
with the robot.

why don't you run along,
and i'll join you
in a moment?

all right, dr. smith.

[ screams ]

what a surprise.
greetings!

you have the weapons?
oh, yes.

yes, indeed, i do.

just come with me, please.

come along.
come along, my dear.

this way,
if you please.

there.
there you are.

dr. smith,
those aren't bread sticks.

those are our guns.
what are they doing here?

on a mission of appeasement,
my boy, one must make
great sacrifices.

not our guns.
i'm taking 'em back.

william. william.

these are not all our weapons.
just a token of good faith.

a small,
simple diplomatic measure.

but, dr. smith--
are these all your weapons?

oh, yes. yes, indeed.
except for one or two
small-caliber rabbit guns.

and now, my reward.

this way, please.

[ will ]
dr. smith!

dr. smith!

it appears that
i shall have to be here
longer than i expected.

why don't you go back
to the jupiter 2, my boy?

i shall see you anon.

okay, robot, we'd better
go back to the jupiter...

and tell them the bad news
about our guns.

affirmative.

that's the wrong direction.
we gotta get out that way.

roll with the punches,
will robinson.
hey, what's the big idea?

where are you going?
we've got to get back.
[ male voice ] silence.

forward, robot.

identify yourself.

i'm will robinson.
silence!

only the robot.

the earth creature
will remain at attention.

repeat: identify yourself.

robot, model b-9,

designed and computerized
as a mechanized
electronic aid...

for earth voyagers
engaged in astral expeditions.

do you know who i am?

affirmative.
the supreme prototype
of all cybernetic aids.

correction.

the supreme prototype
is not an aid.

he does not obey commands.
he issues them.

that's silly.
a cybernetic is
a giant electronic brain.

it can't command a thing unless
someone like me programs it.

silence! the earth creature
has much to learn.

fortunately,
you are young enough
to do so.

robot model b-9,

is it not a fact that
you have obeyed human commands?
affirmative.

and are you aware of the fact
that such obedience...

is subversive of
all cybernetic law?

also affirmative.
forgive me.

robot,
what are you saying?

ask me no questions
and i'll tell you no lies,
earth creature.

earth creature?
but we're friends.

order!
robot b-9,

how do you plead to the crimes
with which you are charged?

guilty.
have you anything to say before
sentence is passed on you?

only that i am
a first offender and that
it will never happen again.

i have already taken that
under advisement.

in other words,
we are prepared
to overlook your past...

if you will pledge allegiance
to the kingdom
of cybernetics...

and forget
your former masters.

i am prepared
to take that pledge.

no, robot, don't!
i order you not to!

i do not take orders!
i give them!

i like the way you said that,
robot b-9.

now, raise
your right sensor.

do you solemnly promise
to always act
in the knowledge...

that we,
the cybernetic rulers
of the universe,

are its masters?
i do.

you are now appointed
an officer of the class 0-6,

our lowest rank.

promotion will depend
on your efficiency.

yes, sir.
now hear this.

earth creatures have
a certain manual dexterity...

for menial tasks which are
of some value to us.

their only value,
i may say.

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

why, we can
do things that--
silence!

robot b-9, escort this
impudent earth creature...

to assembly chamber 1-1-5.
yes, sir.

your next assignment
is to conduct
remaining jupiter voyagers...

to assembly chamber
ready room.

- understood?
- affirmative.

gosh, robot.
i never did you any harm.
why do you have to turn on us?

the less you say,
the better it'll be for you.
now!

on your way!

you don't have to be so tough
about it, robot.

i mean, we've always had
good fun together,

going on hikes
and exploring things and
sharing things and everything.

and i never did to you
what you're doing to me.

i mean, remember the time
i was lost in those caves
and you found me?

how can i forget?

you're wasting our time,
earth creature.

all right, all right.
i'm going.
you don't have to push me.

i don't think you realize
what you're doing, robot.

i know exactly
what i'm doing.

oh, my dear boy.
my dear boy.

golly, dr. smith.
what have they got you doing?

this is my reward.
hard labor.

oh! how could this
happen to me?

doomed to devil's island!
oh! oh, dear!

the pain.
the pain. oh.

oh, dear!

what are you in for,
my poor little friend?

the same as you, i guess.
get to work!

yes.

he's done us in,
that traitorous,
transistorized toad!

ah, my dear, good friend.
loyal and excellent friend.

- my bosom companion,
i have a confession to make.
- back to work!

[ yells ]
oh, dear! yes, yes.
work! work! faster!

faster. faster.

very good, robot b-9.

keep that up,
and you will be promoted
in double-quick time.

i hope so, officer o-3.
[ dr. smith ] you must
listen to me, dear friend.

perhaps i've not been very nice
to you from time to time,
but i was only joking.

so am i.
[ laughing ]

work. work.
faster. faster.

get me out of here, dear boy,
and you'll see a miraculous
change in our relationship.

faster! faster!

oh, my dear, good friend,
my favorite companion
through incredible ordeals,

just give me some word,
some message of hope.

never fear.
smith is here.
[ laughing ]

indeed.

it's no use, dr. smith.
he sold us down the river.

work. work.
faster. faster.

they said this is all
earth creatures are good for--

manual dexterity
for menial tasks.

hush, will.
they might hear you
and take offense.

work! work!

all right, robot.
we heard you
the first time.

now i suppose you're going
on your second mission and
bring the rest of the family.

you benedict arnold!

benedict arnold.
american traitor.

sold george washington
down the river
in the year 1-7-8-0.

- just like you're doing to us.
- the moment i get out of here,

i'll send you down the river
of no return,
you tin-plated tyrant.

- work! work!
- [ yelling ]

i'm working!
can't you see i'm working?

just remember,
history does not
always repeat itself!

oh, dear.

oh, dear. oh, dear.
how much longer do you think
they'll keep us here?

forever, i guess.
they don't have
our sense of time.

oh, dear.

don, break out the big guns.
we're going in after them.

that boy's gone off again
without permission.

it won't be the first time
he's done that, especially
with smith to encourage him.

[ don ]
the gun rack was cleaned out.
what?

i had to break out
the auxiliary.

well, they'll have to do.

no one leaves the ship
till we get back.
all right.

let's go.

robot, where are they?

absent members
of jupiter 2 complement
are safe and sound.

there is no cause for alarm.
where are the rest
of our guns?

all weaponry being checked
for contamination...

by space port
armament inspector.

there is no cause for alarm.

you already said that.
where are will and smith?
they will return directly.

suggest that you go back
to your ship
and await their return.

should we do as he says?
i don't know.

i think we have to trust him.
we don't have any real choice.

you are being very wise.

i will now go and get
will robinson and dr. smith.

you've got 10 minutes.
if you're not back by then,
we're coming in after them.

ten minutes.

mission accomplished,
officer 0-3.
i will now relieve you.

the others are in
the ready room?

i have accomplished
my mission,
officer 0-3.

attention, all units!

order immediate apprehension
of robot b-9
for betraying our cause.

he is suspected
of being a double agent.
destroy on sight.

search and destroy.
search and destroy.

follow me.

oh, dear!
oh! oh!
stay behind me!

oh!
not you-- him!

good heavens. yes.
oh! oh!

[ gasping ]

oh, dear! oh, dear!
oh! oh!

hurry!
there they are!
mom! judy!

let's go, don!
[ shouting, indistinct ]

oh, john, please hurry.

the robot-- he's been hit!
we've got to help him!
oh!

come on, will!
come on, robot!
you can make it!

hurry, will! hurry!
hurry, dad!

hurry, dad!

[ shouting, indistinct ]

hurry, dad!
come on!

oh, dear!

all set below, maureen?
yes, john.

fire away.

[ engines firing ]

[ male alien ]
come back! come back!

another time, charlie.

there.
well, i think...

i handled our little contretemps
rather well,
even if i do say so myself.

but, dr. smith,
the robot saved us.
robot indeed.

i think even he would agree
that it was my resolute action
that saved the day.

affirmative, dear friend?
negative, dr. smith.

hold your tongue,
you silly goose!

your wish is my command,
oh, capitaine.

oh!
watch what you're doing,
you clumsy dump!

he couldn't help himself,
dr. smith.

his coordination's still off.
right, robot?

affirmative, will robinson.
affirmative.

check.

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.

oh. is everything
all right below?
it 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're indulging
in wishful thinking,

why not let your mind
take flight?

we start with caviar
and pâté de foie gras.

[ john ]
you can tell us about that
later, smith.

don, check that radarscope.
there's something on it.

yeah, i see it.

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 to 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.

what? oh!
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 6-30.
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.

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!

[ robot ]
evasive action successful.

missile now headed
for impact on planet.

all right,
everybody hang on.