All language subtitles for First Spaceship on Venus_The Silent Star_Безмолвная звезда 1960

(cosmic orchestral music)

(spaceship whooshing)

- [Announcer] In 1985 during
the course of the work

undertaken to irrigate
the Gobi Desert,

a strange fragment of
rock was discovered.

Several remarkable
features of this rock

attracted the attention
of the scientists

engaged on the project.

Research revealed that
it contained a spool.

Further analysis
showed the material

to be extraterrestrial in origin

and not of human manufacture.

Where did it come from?

Then somebody remembered
that in June 1908 in Siberia,

an explosion had
occurred equivalent

in force to a hydrogen bomb,

an explosion visible within
a radius of 350 miles.

At the time, it was thought

to have been caused
by a giant meteor.

77 years later, an
international expedition

tried to determine
the trajectory and
the point of impact

and to find some debris of what

was called the Tongue Meteor.

Shortly afterwards
under the auspices

of the World Federation
for Space Research,

scientists meet to
celebrate the anniversary

of the establishment of the
first space station on the moon.

Professor Harringway
from the United States

makes a public statement
about the famous meteor.

(soft intriguing music)

- Our calculations indicate,
confirmed also by the results

recently transmitted to us
by our colleagues on Luna 3,

that the mysterious
Tongue Meteor

was really a spaceship
from another planet

which exploded in the
air before landing.

- [Announcer] This
hypothesis stimulated

scientific thought
throughout the world.

Reporters of every nation
are waiting to hear

what the nuclear physicist
Professor Orloff has to say.

(muffled crosstalk)
(intriguing music)

- Professor Orloff,
is this another hoax

of the flying saucer variety?

What about this spool that
was found in the desert

some 350 miles from the
crater of the explosion,

how do you explain
that, Professor Orloff?

- I believe there was
a grave emergency.

When the rockets normally used

for deceleration
refused to function,

the captain of the
spaceship decided to save

what he considered
was most valuable.

I'm referring
naturally to the spool

which may contain a
document of prime importance

in an unknown language,

recorded apparently
by magnetic process.

(computer whirring)

- [Announcer] An
international committee

of expert linguists
was offered access

to the world's largest computer

to try to decipher
this strange language.

(computer whirring)

This is Dr. Tchen Yu.

Not only is he one of the
world's leading authorities

on languages, but also
his biological work

is of immense importance.

Humanity is in debt to him for
the technique of transforming

inorganic substances
into foodstuffs.

He directs the committee with
world-famous mathematician

Professor Sikarna whose work
rivals even that of Einstein.

- In the astrophysical domain,
we've made rapid progress.

Although we haven't deciphered
the mysterious message,

we have determined
ship's launching base.

At the moment, there
can be no doubt.

This spaceship was launched
within our solar system.

I can even say that it
was definitely launched

from within the
path of our planet.

Since there can be
no life on Mercury,

there is only one other planet
that it could've come from.

I am referring to the
Earth's sister planet,

Venus, the Morning Star.

(intense orchestral music)
(computer whirring)

- Listen!

(alien speaking
foreign language)

- The element's
existing on Earth.

- That's right, it certainly is

a chemical physical
analysis of the atmosphere.

- Professor.

(alien speaking
foreign language)

- What we have just
heard are the first words

of the inhabitants of another
planet, a cosmic document.

- Yes.

Yes, but it's unfortunate
that the magnetic spool

was damaged through the
effect of the high temperature

which prevailed aboard
the cosmic vessel

at the time of the crash.

That's the reason we've only
heard a part of the text.

We must try to find a
method to renovate the rest.

First, we'll immerse the spool

in a chemical
catalytical medium.

After that, subject
it to radiation.

Tchen Yu?

- Yes, that's a very good idea.

All that we have learned
indicates that on Venus

there is a highly
developed lifeform,

yet I'm wondering why
Venus stays silent.

It's very surprising.

Now we know a little
of this language,

we must at every cost
communicate with her.

- I agree with you.

It's high-time we
made an attempt.

(muffled crosstalk)

- Well then, I'd like to
propose a course of action.

I think the most
logical thing to do

would be to request that
our government's consent

to train all the radio
and radar stations

of the world and Venus.

(morse code beeping)
(intense orchestral music)

(radio bleeping)

- Polar Station calling
Moon Space Station.

Attention please, Luna 3.

Attention please, Luna 3.

(signals beeping)

- Thank you.

- This is station Luna 3.
- I'll keep it in mind.

- Station Luna 3 calling Earth.

No replies yet from Venus.

Our signals are
reaching the planet.

But so far, there's no reply.

We'll keep you informed.

(intense orchestral music)

- Good morning, my friends.

- May I please
have an interview?

- This afternoon, I have news

of the utmost
importance to announce.

As you probably know already,

our most modern spaceship,
the Comsostrator,

is now completed and
ready to set forth

on our exploration of space.

The World Federation
for Space Research

has decided to change the
destination of the Cosmostrator.

Instead of sending her to Mars,

she will be directed
toward the planet Venus.

- Oh that's great
news, isn't it?

Have you any ideas to
the date of the takeoff?

- One more question if
you don't mind, Professor.

- Do you think there's
anybody living on Venus?

- Did you manage to
make contact with Venus?

- No, my friends.

Venus is silent, but
we'll soon discover why.

- And who's going with you?

- Let me present some
of the other scientists

who'll take part
in this expedition.

They are all
first-class specialists

chosen from among
the most qualified

in their particular fields.

They with others who are coming

will form the crew
of Cosmostrator 1.

(spaceship whooshing)

- All the units of propulsion
are in perfect working order.

- That's fine.

The crew can now attend
to their personal affairs.

We'll start late tomorrow night.

We'll fly following the
hyperbolic trajectory.

- Good, I'll make a last check.

- See you later, Durand.

Talua, will you please make a
thorough recheck of the radar?

- Right away, Professor.

- This is Vision
calling the world.

We have just showed you
the preliminary tests

of the Cosmostrator's rockets.

Our (mumbles) now is Brinkmann,

the first American spaceman
to land on the moon.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I have an important
announcement to make.

Intervision is going to
present you minute-by-minute

the historic launching
of the Cosmostrator.

We know very well how much
you'd like to be here with us.

Unfortunately,
that's impossible.

The only ones admitted are
those directly concerned

with the countdown and final
blastoff of the rocket,

so I will try to
describe in detail

everything that's taking place.

Intervision will bring to you

the wonderful story
of this great event.

Ah, but come the first
members of the crew.

Among them is Professor
Durand, the chief engineer.

He's a French scientist
well-known for his
work on robots.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- We'll load the crawlocopter
later on in the evening.

That's, of course, if
it's alright with you.

- Yes, of course.

- I've checked out your
electronic equipment.

- Good.

- Professor Durand
report from Station A,

your celestial charts are ready.

- Thank you.

(jet engine whirring)

- Hello, Durand.
- Oh Durand,

I'm glad to see you again.
- So am I.

- Still working as hard?

How about showing me your
latest creation in robots?

I hear it's a masterpiece.

- Around here, we have
nothing but masterpieces.

Omega?

Come here, Omega.

(whimsical orchestral music)

Omega, what's the weather
report for the next 10 hours?

- The barometer will
rise four millibars.

Four millibars.

Fine and clear.
- Why, that's fantastic.

Your latest invention?
- Nothing special.

Just a small gadget.

- You're a lot too
modest, Durand.

What else does it do?

- He reacts to stimuli
in his environment

and evaluates them with
his Electronic Brain.

I recently managed to give
Omega an elementary memory.

- Four millibars.
- Wonderful.

Perhaps he might consent
to play Chess with me.

- Why, of course.

Why shouldn't he?
- Hold on.

- Strator have reached
Urania, eight of them.

Scientists, mathematicians
and astrophysicists.

Seven men and a woman.

She's the physician
of the expedition

and has already spent
two years on Luna 3.

- Sumiko.

- Brinkmann.

Have I changed that much?

- I don't know.

I've got it, your hair used
to hang down to your waist.

- Mr. Brinkmann?
- Yes?

- You forgot this.
- Oh, thank you.

- (chuckles) Robert Brinkmann,

the man who's always
forgetting something.

- I have a reputation for that.

You're right, but there are
things I'll never forget.

- No, Brinkmann.

On a voyage of this kind,

there'll be no room
for excess baggage.

- [Man] Dr. Sumiko Omigura.

- 30 hours left.

30 hours and the Cosmostrator

will blastoff into the unknown.

Now we will leave the air.

In the next few hours,
the crew of eight

picked for the Cosmostrator,

will be unable to
communicate with the world.

They're going into a state
of artificially induced sleep

'til the time comes
for them to takeoff.

This is to make sure
that they will be

in good physical condition
for the effort to come.

This is Intervision.

Good afternoon.

(soft orchestral music)

- Brinkmann, in two
minutes you'll be asleep

like all your colleagues
whether you want to or not.

You'll be able to see
and hear your heart.

- I'm very glad you're
coming with us, Sumiko.

That way I'll be near you.

- Your heartbeat is normal.

- Sumiko, my heart is--
- No Brinkmann, no.

No, please we mustn't
speak of that ever.

(soft romantic music)

Goodnight, Robert.

- It's time for you to
sleep too, Dr. Sumiko.

- Yes, you're right.

(foreboding orchestral music)

- [Joan] This is Intervision.

Intervision calling the world.

It won't be long now
until the blastoff.

Tension is mounting among the
scientists and technicians

on the base as zero
hour approaches.

Everything is ready.

All we're waiting for is
the crew and here they are.

(soft intriguing music)

- [Reporter] (mumbles)
of the crew are finished.

They are now
boarding the vehicles

which will take them
to the Cosmostrator.

(muffled shouting)

(horns honking)

- Time check.

51,

52,

53,

54,

55,

56,

57,

58,

59,

60.

Okay.
- Rockets primed;

ready for blastoff.

- Breathe calmly.

Relax.

Don't tense up.

- [Control] Ignition
system ready.

10 seconds.

Nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five,

four.

- Standby.
- Three,

two,

one.

- Zero.

(spaceship whooshing loudly)

(signals beeping)

- Luna 3 calling Urania.

Have Cosmostrator on our radar
screens; appearance normal.

- We're feeling alright?

No ill effects, huh?

- Riding the clouds.

- At over second
cosmic velocity,

we've left them way behind us.

- (winces) I'm going to loosen
this belt; it's uncomfortable.

- Hey, be careful.

Don't forget there's no gravity.

We're in free fall now.

(soft cosmic music)

(Talua chuckling)

Durand switch on the artificial
gravity field, will you?

(Orloff chuckling)

- Orloff, careful.

I'm pushing the button.

(both laughing)

- That was a dirty
trick. (chuckles)

Cosmostrator calling Luna 3.

Come in Luna 3.

(signals beeping)

- This is Luna 3.

We are receiving you
well, over and out.

- Hello Luna 3, we hear
you loud and clear.

- Minus two plus five.

Course normal, course normal.
- Our course

is exactly hyperbolic;

no deviations.
- We are passing

within 1,200 miles of you.
- This is Luna 3.

We have established
visual contact with you.

- That's the Sinus Roris Crater.

On the top of it is Luna 3.

(signal whirring)

- There's the solar reflector.

They're signaling us.

(soft orchestral music)

That's where her husband fell.

I brought him back to the
camp, but he was already dead.

We were friends.

Sumiko is a wonderful woman.

- This is Luna 3, I've
picked up unexpected swarms

of meteorites on our radio.

Their present trajectory shows

that they may cross your
path and be very dangerous.

- [Talua] We are
receiving you, over.

- Here are the
trajectory coordinates
and orbital velocity:

Alpha-X seven
degrees, two minutes.

Beta-epsilon 48
degrees, 42 minutes.

- Listen, I've had an extremely
urgent message from Luna 3.

A meteorite warning.

(signal whirring)
(soft intriguing music)

- Professor Sikarna, here's
the latest meteorite report:

Alpha-X seven
degrees, two minutes.

Beta-epsilon 48
degrees, 42 minutes.

That meteorite swarm
should reach us

in 48 hours at the latest.

That is if there are
no orbit fluctuations.

- Keep close radio
contact with Luna 3.

- Cosmostrator calling Luna 3.

I've received your
meteorite warning.

We'll be sending you regularly
coordinates of our course,

so stay in close contact.

(soft orchestral music)

- This is the beginning
of my personal logbook.

There's no one in the nerve
center of the Cosmostrator.

The computer is keeping
us on our course.

In case of unforeseen
circumstances,

it can take immediate decisions

to alter our speed or direction.

This Electronic Brain
will be our pilot

for the next 30 days
because no human being

could handle the
immensely complex machines

of the spaceship by himself.

Up 'til now, we have covered
a distance of 2,600,000 miles.

Dr. Omigura is noting
our reactions carefully

and keeping close check on
our health and well being.

The special liquid food
which can easily be absorbed

in the state of no
gravity is proving

very successful with all of us.

(soft orchestral music)

Our chief engineer
spends most of his time

in his machine shop
testing his automats

over and over again.

It is thanks to
them and to the fact

that they are in
perfect running order

that we are relieved
of many tiresome tasks.

Our expert in cybernetics
has to be everywhere.

He's one of the key
men of the expedition

and devotes all his time to
the message of the beings.

Him and Tchen Yu are tryin'
to decipher the damaged spool

which means they spend
long hours at the max.

The Electronic Brain is
working night and day,

but no one can be sure
what the result will be.

(soft orchestral music)

Harringway, our commander,

is keeping a constant
check on our course.

- Your computer was
active last night.

It switched the rockets
on for nearly 17 seconds,

perhaps to avoid
the meteor swarm.

- We won't be running
into it 'til tomorrow.

- (chuckles) It looks
like your automats

don't have the same
idea that you do.

- Professor Orloff is an
enthusiastic Chess player

and he has beaten all of us,

but I think he's found
his master, Omega.

- [Orloff] King G8.

- King E6.

- That's amazing.

He plays his
endgame wonderfully.

I thought I had got him, but
you see he's put his king on E6

and I'm forced into
the corner at H8.

(whimsical orchestral music)

- King E7.

Checkmate next move.

(Robert groaning and clicking)

- That is the 10th
match that I have lost.

I should give up, I guess.

- I would suggest that you
make an improvement in Omega.

- Oh really?

- If he only had a heart,

he would let Orloff
win once in a while.

Don't you think you
could be able to do that?

Just a little bit
of heart, Durand.

(alarms whirring)
(intense orchestral music)

- Meteorites!

(meteorites crashing)

- Brinkmann, switch
on the emergency gyro.

(glass shattering)

(spaceship whirring)

- Brinkmann, see if Tchen
Yu and Sikarna are alright.

(soft orchestral music)

How could this happen?

I thought that the Cosmostrator

was able to avoid meteor
swarms automatically.

- She didn't react
quickly enough.

She was regulated to a
shower of under (mumbles),

that was why we had to switch
on the emergency gyros.

- Orloff, how much
course deviation?

- 12 degrees, 17 minutes.

- Our speed?
- Constant.

8.2 miles a second.

- I estimate the principle
swarm will be on us soon.

If we continue with maximum
speed, it'll be disaster.

Cut the motors, we're
going to decelerate.

The breaking motors
aren't working.

What's the matter, Durand?

- A meteor fragment has
damaged the deceleration unit.

We'd have to go outside to
try and repair it right away.

I'll go at once.
- How long before

the main swarm hits us?

- I can't say, it may
be on us any second now.

- Brinkmann, will you help me?
- Professor Sikarna

and Tchen Yu, are you alright?

- No guns broken.
- That's fine.

Please give me our
present deviation,

direction coordinates
and corrected course.

(foreboding orchestral music)

(alarm whirring)

(intense cosmic music)

- Watch out.

Everybody fasten your belts.

(smoke fizzing)

Standby.

Principle swarm's in sight.

Is it safe to start
the motors yet?

- Repair is completed.
- (mumbles) back.

(alarm beeping)
(spaceship whooshing)

- Cosmostrator calling Luna 3.

Cosmostrator calling Luna
3, meteor swarm has passed.

Everything okay on board.

(soft cosmic music)
(signal beeping)

- [Robert] Three weeks have
gone by since we left the earth.

We should reach Venus
in about 10 days.

In spite of our enormous speed,

the stars seem to
hang motionless.

Due to all types of disturbances
caused by the planet,

radio contact with Earth
is no longer possible.

- Nothing.

Too much interference.

I can't hear a thing.

- Keep trying.

- Alpha-X 32 degrees,
eight minutes.

Beta-Y seven degrees.

(soft orchestral music)

- What are you doing?

- I'm making a heart for Omega.

10 consecutive defeats are
driving our friend crazy.

I want him to enjoy
his favorite game.

- I would like you to do
something also for me.

It would be nice to see
you eat occasionally.

- I swear not to forget anymore.

- Sikarna said exactly
the same thing.

- Professor?
- Hmm?

What do you want?

Please, not now.

(signal whirring)

- Your health is
my responsibility

and you haven't eaten for days.

- I haven't a second to spare.

- Sumiko.

You mustn't insist;
he's nervous.

He's having a very hard
time with that spool.

You understand.

- Knight E6,

check.

(soft whimsical music)

- He doesn't like that.

- King E8.

- Mate.

- Congratulations, you
won at last. (chuckles)

- A neat classical endplay.

- I think you deserved to win.

- He plays a good game.

He's not very easy to
beat, but I did it at last.

Man has defeated the machine.

- Too much heart.

- Want to try?

- Why not?

- [Tchen Yu] Will you all
come to the (mumbles) please?

- Hey, it's a cosmic document.

(signal whirring and beeping)

- We have finally deciphered
the last part of the spool.

It gives complete meaning
to the cosmic document.

(alien speaking
foreign language)

I will translate.

"We will initially
subject the planet

"to a very intense
bombardment of radiation.

"The conquest and
occupation of the Earth

"will then present
no difficulty.

"When the ionization
intensity has fallen by 1/2,

"the final extermination
phase can start."

- This can only mean an attack.

Get start planning.

An invasion by the
inhabitants of Venus.

- The cosmic document was
not intended for us to read.

It's a coldblooded
blueprint of destruction.

- We must inform the Earth.

I'll try and make contact.

- Wait, Talua.

- No, let him try.

- Would it do the Earth any good

to know what we know?

- The Earth is in danger.

We must warn them.

- No, our planet was in peril

before they discovered the
spool and nothing happened.

- That's no argument
as we haven't any idea

how the Venusians
calculate time.

- If the Earth knew of the
terrible danger threatening her,

unrest and even hysteria
would spread like wildfire.

From pole to pole, the whole
world would be in a panic.

- No.

No Orloff, I'm
convinced you're wrong.

For years and years the
whole of the human race

faced the danger on atomic war.

- Yes.
- And they survived,

not through ignorance
but through knowledge

because they knew
what the danger was.

Hmm?

No, there won't be a panic.

Tchen Yu, don't
you agree with me?

- I am sure that if we reach
the inhabitants of Venus,

we'll be able to convince them

that it'll be folly
to start that war.

- Talua, try to
contact the Earth.

- I can't get through, too
much disturbance from Venus.

Our signals are distorted.

The Earth won't hear us.

(somber orchestral music)

- Well, what do you say?

Should we turn back to Earth?

- No.

- (scoffs) Nonsense.

- Return?

No.

- Never.

- Uh-uh.

- Durand, our speed.

- 31,000 miles per hour.

In three days, we reach Venus.

- Good.

Talua, check our course.

Orloff, the latest readings.

- Gamma radiation
increasing steadily.

I'll recheck the neutron count.

(signals whirring)

- 5,000 miles.

- After only 31 days of flight,

we have nearly reached
our destination.

All our efforts to
communicate with the Earth

via Luna 3 have
been unsuccessful.

We have started to decelerate

by means of our rocket motors.

Professor Harringway
is guiding the ship

into an elliptical
orbit around Venus.

We are now a satellite
of this silent planet.

We are still trying but in vain,

to establish radio contact
with her inhabitants.

A thick wall of cloud
surrounds the planet.

- 3,500 miles.

First analysis of
Venus' atmosphere:

27% carbon dioxide,
14% formaldehyde.

No oxygen, atmosphere poisonous.

- We're faced with a
difficult decision.

As you know, we can only
land and takeoff once.

No point in taking any
unnecessary chances,

so one of us has got
to go ahead as scout.

- 2,000 miles.
- We're close enough now.

I'll go in the crawlocopter.

- Okay Brinkmann,
you've got to try

and find a landing place for us.

We'll stay in orbit at 150
miles altitude, alright?

- The crawlocopter's ready.
- 1,500 miles.

(soft orchestral music)

- Well?
- Now let's don't be formal.

- [Harringway] Action stations.

Action stations, everyone.

- 750 miles.

- Standby.

We are now entering the
atmosphere of Venus.

Attention!

(spaceship whooshing)

We're flying at
300 miles altitude.

Our present speed is
4.3 miles a second.

Are you ready, Brinkmann?

- Alright, let 'er go.

- Release!

(copter whooshing)

Brinkmann?

Hello.

Hello, Brinkmann.
- Hello?

- What's the matter
with his receiver?

- [Brinkmann] I'm
not getting you.

- There's something
wrong with your receiver.

Can you hear me now?

- [Brinkmann] I
can't understand you.

There's something wrong
with your transmitter.

- Talua, what's wrong
with our transmitters?

- Heavy electrical disturbance.

We're completely blocked out.

- Hello.

Brinkmann!

What is it, Brinkmann?

- Harringway, can you hear me?

(copter whooshing)

I'm now at 1,500 feet.

Visibility: nil.

Radar indicates that the surface
is extremely mountainous.

I can't see anything.

I'm completely surrounded
by thick clouds.

Wait a minute.

Yes I see land, boys.

I can see land.

(intense orchestral music)

Hello, hello?

Cosmostrator, I can't hear you!

I'm landing.

Here she goes!

- Brinkmann is not receiving us.

I can't make contact.

- Our altitude?
- 24,000 feet.

(radar beeping)
(spaceship whooshing)

(foreboding orchestral music)

- Omega, you take the lead.

Go on.

I'm right behind you.

- I don't understand.

I'm puzzled by these
strange flashes

of light which we keep seeing.

They're bursting all around us.

What do you make
of them, Orloff?

- In my opinion, the atmosphere
in this area is ionized.

- What's the cause?
- Atomic radiation.

- Then that means they're
attacking us and Brinkmann.

- We must fly lower.

We must get below
this bank of clouds

if we want to establish
contact with Brinkmann.

It's the only way.

- Brinkmann calling
Cosmostrator.

Please answer me, over.

(signals whirring)

Omega.

- I'm listening.

Be careful.

Danger.

- [Brinkmann] Go on, Omega.

- Intense radiation.

Eight (mumbles).

- [Brinkmann] How
long can we stay here?

- Eight minutes maximum.

- Turn back, Omega.

Cosmostrator.

Cosmostartor, I don't hear you!

Hello!

Hello, d'you hear me?

This blasted radioactive forest

won't let radio waves through.

Go on, Omega.

Go on.

Keep going.

Keep on.

(copter exploding)
(intense orchestral music)

(mumbles), Omega.

They're attacking us.

Cosmostrator, Cosmostrator!

Do you hear me?

The crawlocopter's exploded.

- A flash.

See that?

What was it?

- I don't know, the computer
shows a pressure wave.

Apparently an explosion.

Distance: 120 miles.

- Brinkmann.

- Or it could be a signal
from the Venusians.

We better land at
once as best we can.

Talua, make a careful
check on our positions

and try to contact
Brinkmann again.

(signal beeping)
(cosmic orchestral music)

- Omega, back here quickly!

(ground crumbling)

(creatures squeaking)
(signals whirring)

(foreboding orchestral music)

- Standby deceleration rockets.

- Thrust.

18,

21,

24,

27,

30.

(spaceship whooshing)

(signals whirring)
(creatures squeaking)

(cosmic orchestral music)

(scanner clicking)

His crawlocopter exploded.

Poor old Brinkmann.

- There's the cause.

There's a high-tension
line underground.

Durand get the
crawlers out of the way

or the next time
the voltage mounts,

exactly the same
thing'll happen to us.

- The voltage (mumbles).

(soft orchestral music)

- Omega.

- Brinkmann, we
thought you were dead.

- I was lucky.

- You might've chosen
a better place to land.

- Why, what do you mean?

- There's a high
tension line over there.

- Your machine blew up
just because you landed

right on top of that
surface power line.

- All we have to
do is to follow it

and it will probably lead us
to the inhabitants of Venus.

- There's no point
in trying to do that.

I've already found the
inhabitants of Venus.

In fact, brought one
of them back for you.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- What is it?

- I wonder if it
is a form of life.

I'll investigate at once.

- Alright, Tchen Yu.

While he's doing that, let's go

and try to follow that line.

- Okay.

- Omega, come on.

- Crawler, please come in.

Crawler, please come in.

- We're following
the power lines.

Something very strange here,

a white sphere that looks
like an immense golf ball.

(intense orchestral music)

It's incredible.

Do you think it's
a machine, Orloff?

- Well I can't say yet.

I don't know.

Everything here is so strange.

It's as if we're trying
to decipher a book

in an unknown language.

Let's hope that soon
we'll be able to read it.

Then perhaps we'll understand.

- Orloff, let me know

when you've got your
instruments ready.

Now I'll need all the
figures I can get.

- Okay, Sikarna.
- Good, thank you.

- [Orloff] Talua, stay
in first contact with us.

- Very well, Professor.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- I am looking (mumbles)

the observation screen
at the Cosmostrator.

Everything is strangely quiet.

Is this the calm
before the storm?

Why don't the Venusians answer
or are these metallic insects

really the masters
of this planet?

Tchen Yu is working
day and night

to solve the mystery of
these strange creatures.

(signals whirring)
(foreboding orchestral music)

(soft orchestral music)

- We have investigated
your strange inhabitants.

They're completely harmless.

They're not a form of life.

- When I think how scared
I was in that hole.

- Your discovery is more
significant than you think.

I put one of the micro-crystals
in the (mumbles).

Listen.

(electronic whirring)

- Yes, those were the
voices of the Venusians.

I would say that these
strange metallic insects

had a way of storing sound
in their crystalline nuclei.

- Are you tryin' to tell us

that the Venusians
used these insects

to record both speech and sound?

- That's right.
- That's fantastic.

- Yes, but it's true.

- That would mean that the hole

which Brinkmann fell into
is a chamber of archives

containing some of the
records of this planet.

- But then where can
the inhabitants be?

They certainly saw
our spaceship land.

They couldn't have missed
it, yet nothing happened.

Nothing at all.

- And my machine blowing
up, you call that nothing?

- I need more figures, more data

and especially more of
those metallic insects.

(soft orchestral music)

- [Robert] The research program
is going according to plan.

We are all fascinated
by the vitrified forest.

But our spacesuits are so heavy

that working outside
the ship is difficult.

The investigation
of the power lines

leading to the white sphere

and measurement of
tension changes is done.

The storms which
whip across Venus

only make the work harder.

- That's where the
lines lead to alright.

There's no doubt.

- That's it.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- Tchen Yu was collecting
samples of the sand

carried by the storm.

Sometimes they are radioactive,
sometimes they are not.

He is searching
for traces of life.

The long Venusian night
is always preceded

by a violent storm,

then the outside work must stop

as we spend our time studying
what we have found so far.

(foreboding orchestral music)

Do you think this
vitrified forest

is a biological formation?

- Why not?

It could come from
a dried up seabed.

- You're wrong.

It's not a natural formation.

Professor Sikarna
has been feeding

figures and data into
the Electronic Brain

and he now has some conclusions.

He says that the
vitrified forest

is an enormous energy projector

capable of destroying all life

within a radius of
millions of miles.

- Then it was built by
the inhabitants of Venus?

- Yes.

This vitrified forest was made
to be a weapon of aggression,

but then something went
unexpectedly wrong.

- Perhaps they
decided to disarm.

- I'm afraid it was
more serious than that.

The metal insects
you found for us

shows something
very significant.

- That's very interesting.

Go on tell us more,
Professor Sikarna.

- I do not yet
have all the facts,

but I think that a terrible
catastrophe took place on Venus.

I reach a certain stage and
I can't get any further.

It's chaotic.

It's like everything was broken.

Now if there really
was a catastrophe

which changed the face
of the whole planet,

then it was so
huge a catastrophe

as to be absolutely beyond
our powers of comprehension.

- We can only solve this problem

by means of further
systematic research.

Take this great white sphere

to which all these
power lines lead

and whose function
we don't understand.

It appears to be a
giant transformer unit

or else it is a force
field generator.

- Another strange thing is that

there is periodic tension
in the main power line.

- I would even suggest that
there might still be Venusians

inside the sphere,
who have survived

the colossal catastrophe
that befell their planet.

They could still be trying

to send an SOS to
another station.

- What should we do?
- We must go out and explore.

We'll follow the main power
line to the other end.

- Yes.

(foreboding orchestral music)

- Calling the Cosmostrator.

We have been driving for
nearly seven hours now.

We are following the energy line

and so far we haven't
found a trace of life.

This power line's
got to end somewhere.

Harringway, shall we keep going?

- [Harringway] Yes.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- We're still going forward.

Keep on following
us and watch out.

- What's that?
- I don't know.

They're not natural forms.

They must've been
buildings of some sort.

(intense orchestral music)

- There must've been as
high a temperature here

as on the sun

and every living
thing was destroyed

by an incredible catastrophe.

- What are you thinking, Sumiko?

- All the damage.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- Come.

The power line goes in here.

This must be the entrance.

Let's follow it.
- I agree with you.

- Come on, Omega.

We're going in.

(cosmic orchestral music)

- [Man] Look,
Venus and the Earth

and their orbits around the sun.

- Perhaps it's a model for
instructing space pilots.

- [Man] No, it probably
has a deeper significance.

- Over here, there's a shaft.

Looks like one of the
Venusian nerve centers.

- A huge control room.

- But who was servicing it,

since it's apparent that
this whole installation

is still under tension?

(soft orchestral music)
(slime bubbling)

- Omega, what is it?

- [Omega] Beats me.

- Strange, what could it be?

- It might be the
missing power source.

- Look at those bubbles.
- It could be

a kind of organic life.

(intense orchestral music)

(rocks crumbling)
(slime bubbling)

- Omega, stop.

(slime bubbling)

- It's coming after us, look!

- Up the ramp Sumiko, quick!

(Sumiko shrieking)

Sumiko, I'm coming!

(ground rumbling)
(slime bubbling)

(intense orchestral music)

Hold onto me, Sumiko.

(Sumiko shrieking)

- Don't panic, Sumiko.

- We'll find a way out.

- Don't shoot, Durand.

Don't shoot!

(gun fizzing)
(foreboding orchestral music)

- What was that?

- Where are the others?

I can't see them.

(intense orchestral music)

(creatures whirring)

- I see what Durand meant now.

It's a model they
used to work out

their plans of
attack on the Earth.

Remember the cosmic document?

It said they would
first subject the planet

to a highly-intense
radiation bombardment.

Thanks to this device, they
calculated how atomic beams

could be directed to our planet.

- I think you're quite right.

Directly beneath us is their
operational headquarters.

(cosmic orchestral music)
(signals whirring)

(Omega whirring)

- Professor Sikarna, the Glass
Forest is radiating energy.

Come quickly.

(meteorites clanking)
(thunder rumbling)

- That's just what
I was afraid of.

- Look at that.

The sphere's turned red.

Gravity's increasing.

- I am not surprised.
- It's incredible.

- No, now everything is clear.

The sphere creates an
artificial force field

which strengthens the
gravitation of Venus

and diminishes it.

This very moment, the
power is (mumbles).

When the energy is inverted,
the field will reverse itself.

We'll be hurled
into space again.

- Don't worry Professor,
there's still time.

- Call Harringway quickly.

- Hello Harringway,
come in please.

(thunder rumbling)
(lightning crackling)

(foreboding orchestral music)

- Their shadows.

- [Robert] Thrown on the
wall when they were hit

by an atomic explosion.

Incredible.

- Now the only thing that is
left of them is their shadows.

- The (mumbles) is
picking up commands

from the underground
nerve center.

Look at the key it's
using to decode them.

- Why it's incredible, Sikarna.

E equal to MC squared.

That's Albert
Einstein's old formula.

- Yes, but their
integration factor

is a curve closed upon its own.

(soft orchestral music)

- Take a look.

It's interesting.

- But that's wonderful.

Those are seeds.

They're plant seeds.

Where did you find them?

- I found them on the surface
near the nerve center.

They were certainly
carried there

by one of those big storms.

If these seeds
are still fertile,

it proves there is
life on this planet.

- [Harringway] Professor Sikarna

wants everybody in
the (mumbles) please.

- Our researches on
the metal insects

found in the cave have told us

so little of this
planet's history.

As to the message we heard,

there's no doubt about it.

The inhabitants of Venus
were contemplating launching

an atomic attack on our planet,

but the attack
wasn't carried out.

An accident they didn't
expect upset their plan.

Their atomic weapons got
out of their control,

a chain reaction was unleashed
and they all perished.

- Only their shadows remained.

- Their energy projectors,
although partially destroyed

are capable of working again

if their energy reactions
are set in motion

by some accident or
even by one of us.

- Why, what do you mean that
we started the reaction?

- When that rock fell into
the black mud, what happened?

- The rock was thrown out

as if the slime
was a living thing.

- Then something
terrible happened,

the slime began to grow rapidly.

- First, it dilated.

Now tell us, what happened next?

The black slime started to move.

- Yes, it began to follow us.

We were cornered.

- What did you do?

- I used the deuteron ray
gun and I shot into it.

- You should never
have done that.

You started an atomic reaction.

- But there was
nothing else to do,

we had no other
way of getting out.

- Yes, you started
a chain reaction

over the whole
atomic installation.

Now we're really in a nice mess.

What can we do?

- What time was it?

- 17 hours 10.
- I remember.

- Yes.

Yes, it was at that moment
that the sphere turned red.

- It looks as if mass
changed into energy

by process not unlike
that of the atom bomb.

The people of this planet knew
how to reverse the process.

They changed mass into energy,

but also they could change
energy back into mass.

- Fantastic.

- The inhabitants of Venus are,

or rather were far
in advance of us

in the applications of physics.

That's one thing we
have to acknowledge.

(thunder rumbling)
(Omega whirring)

- Omega, stop!

Omega!

(winces) Omega's out of control.

- Brinkmann, switch
off all the automats.

- Talua, come and help me.

- The Glass Forest.

The Glass Forest!

The sphere is turning red.

- Orloff, the radiation
from the Glass Forest

has upset Omega's
electronic brain.

The (mumbles) computer's
gone out of action as well.

- Look!

(wind whooshing)
(thunder crackling)

If the radiation keeps
on increasing like this,

we won't have a chance.

Even the Cosmostrator's
light shielding

won't be enough to protect us.

- Durand! (winces)

- I think he has
internal injuries.

I must operate.

- Start up the rockets, Durand.

We must take off at once
before it's too late.

- The (mumbles) won't work.

The gravity field is
increasing more and more

and the radiation's
paralyzed everything.

Nothing is working.

The whole Cosmostrator
is nothing

but an inert lump of metal.

(thunder rumbling)
(foreboding orchestral music)

- There's only one chance.

We must try to do what
the Venusians did.

Make the energy of the
Glass Forest and the sphere

change back into mass once more.

- Yes, but how?

- When the mud attacked
you on the tower

and you decided
to use the ray gun

which changed the
mass into energy,

I think I saw
something was happening

in the Venusian nerve center.

I think I know how to
start the reverse process.

Can I use the rocket plane?

- You're forgetting
the gravity field.

It won't fly.

But the crawlocopter would work.

- You mustn't go alone.

I'll come with you.

(soft orchestral music)

(lightning crackling)
(wind whooshing)

- We're entering
the Venusian city.

The hurricane is
getting much worse.

How is Harringway?

- [Orloff] The
doctor's operating now.

- Sumiko will manage.

- Swab.

(climactic orchestral music)

- [Harringway] How are
you coming along, Durand?

- Fine.

I've managed to
fix the computer.

- [Harringway] Tchen
Yu, can you hear me?

Where are you?

- We're starting to climb down

into the Venusian nerve center.

(intense orchestral music)

My spacesuit, it's punctured.

- I'm coming to help you.
- No Talua, go on down.

You must save the others.

Harringway, I can't
hold out for long.

My air's escaping.

(cosmic orchestral music)
(wind whooshing)

(sphere exploding)

- The sphere is white again.

Look, Sikarna.

- [Tchen Yu] Talua has succeeded
in reversing the field.

My spacesuit is punctured.

My oxygen's escaping and the
safety device has failed.

- Try to hold out, Tchen Yu.

You've got to.

- The gravity's back to normal.

I'll set off at once
in the rocket plane.

I'll get you out
of it, Tchen Yu.

Hold on, I'm coming with oxygen.

- Tchen Yu.

Hello, Tchen Yu.

Hold on.

Brinkmann is coming.

(climactic orchestral music)

- Tchen Yu.

Tchen Yu.

I must talk to him.

Tchen Yu, listen to me.

Those seed that you
found, they're growing.

They're growing, Tchen Yu.

You've proved that there's
life on the planet.

Yes Tchen Yu, there's
still life on Venus!

- Sumiko, there's life.

(foreboding orchestral music)

(ship whooshing)

- The breaking motors, Durand.

The breaking motors!

- Talua, Tchen Yu, Brinkmann.

Come back at once.

We can't hold the
Cosmostrator down.

We're being pushed
off the planet.

A reverse process is in action.

The energy field is
acting like a catapult.

- The negative
gravity is increasing.

(spaceship whooshing)
(intense orchestral music)

- Brinkmann, can you hear me?

We're being hurled into space.

Talua, Tchen Yu, Brinkmann,
are you receiving me?

- [Brinkmann] Sumiko!

Sumiko!

- Orloff, we must
try and go back!

Please, please!

- Cosmostrator, where are you?

Are you receiving me?

I can't get back.

I'm being hurled off
the planet! (screams)

(foreboding orchestral music)

- Cosmostrator,
you're taking off?

You're leaving me?!

Harringway!

Orloff!

Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Cosmostrator!

Cosmostrator!

(intense cosmic music)

- Luna 3 calling the Earth.

The Cosmostrator is returning.

We have called them, but at
the moment there is no reply.

(signals beeping)
(soft orchestral music)

(spaceship whooshing)

(sirens wailing)
(victorious orchestral music)

- I greet the Earth.

I greet you all.

- We have learned much, but
we have sacrificed a lot.

Too much.

(soft orchestral music)

- Let us honor the memory
of three great men.

Talua saved the
expedition from disaster,

Tchen Yu discovered
life on Venus

and Brinkmann was
the first human

ever to set foot on the planet.

May they never be forgotten.

- We found traces of
a great civilization

that had advanced beyond
our comprehension.

The Venusian science
had gone beyond

their power to control it.

A dreadful catastrophe
fell upon them.

They were destroyed
by their own machines.

- We still have a
grave task before us.

We must use our knowledge to
establish life again on Venus.

Then after that, go on to
explore the other planets.

We'll fly further and further.

It's mankind's destiny.

(cheerful orchestral music)