All language subtitles for Lost in Space S01E05 The Hungry Sea

[Man Narrating ] Last week,
Penny and Will Robinson

became separated
from the others,

and found themselves hcpelessly
trapped in the dead city ruins

far beneath the surface
of the strange planet.

Now, suddeniy, as they survey
their mysterious surroundings...

[Screams]

We're trapped!

Will? Penny?

Look at this.

Will'?

Penny?

I guess they wandered
into another room.

[ Banging]

Shh. Listen.
[Banging Continues]

Will?
We're here!

You okay?
Yeah, I'm all right.

The door! It's closing!

Ah! we're trapped!
[Rumbling]

It's an earthquake!

Don!
Judy!

Will!
Don! Don!

Penny!
Where are you?

[Rumbling]
Don!

Penny! Oh!

Dad, we're in here!
[Don ] We're in here!

[Will ] We're in here!
Hold on. Hold on.

Penny!
Don!

[Penny] ln here!
Penny!

Don!

In here! We're in here!
Hey!

Judy, stay close
to Penny!

Don!

In here!

[Will] Here!
Judy! Don!

Stand back!

[Maureen ] Judy!

Don't be frightened.
It'll be over in a minute.

[Screaming]

[Warbling]

All right! Push!

Push hard!
[John] Push it!

Push it out! Push it out!
It's moving!

Hurry up!

[Rumbling Continues]

Look at them.

Poor benighted fools.

Well, they're no concern
of mine.

But you are.

Where's the orbital data
I asked you for?

Mm. Data processing
now complete.

Results contradictory.

Contradictory?
You're not supposed

to come up with
contradictory conclusions.

You're a robot.
Where's your pride?

The function of any computer is to
draw conclusions from provided data.

If conclusions
are contradictory
provided data is at fault.

Oh. So now you're trying to put
the blame onto me, are you?

There's a lot
more human in you

than I thought,
my metallurgical friend.

There's nothing wrong
with my data.

But there's a good deal wrong
with your conclusions.

No planet could have
an orbit like this,

not even this woebegone,
flea-bitten chunk

of depressed
galactic real estate!

Now go back to work and give
me a few sensible conclusions.

Affirmative. However, it
is necessary to point our

that identical data
will provide
identical conclusions.

If you can't handle
an elementary computation,

what in blazes
are you good for?

The function of an
environmental contral robot

is to supply all data pertinent
to this particular fieid.

That is precisely what is
wrong with our civilization.

Everyone is a specialist.

Whatever happened
to the Renaissance man?

By the end of
the 16th century,

the Renaissance man,
a model of versatility,

had evolved modem man

whose pursuits became
increasingly speciaiized until...

Oh, dry up.

Relative humidity 47%.

Outside temperature,

minus 120 degrees Fahrenheit
and dropping.

I did not ask you
for a weather report.

Inside temperature,

51 degrees Fahrenheit

and dropping rapidly.

Fifty-one in here?

No wonder I'm chilly.

And, uh, dropping, you say?

Rapidly.

How rapidly?

In one hour, 14 minutes,

interior temperature
of this spaceship

will drop below
the freezing point.

Obviously then, we have
to do something at once.

Turn up the heat.

Artificial heal
now at maximum.

Power reserve failing.

Recommended action,
abandon ship and head south.

Listen,
my pusillanimous puppet,

I have no intention of chasing off
after that family of lunatics.

Besides, it's too cold
out there now to travel.

This is a pretty mess
you've let me get into.

You're supposed to be an
environmental control robot.

Well, control something!

Do you realize that unless
I get some heat somewhere,

I'll freeze to death?

In precisely one hour,
12 minutes and 58 seconds.

Why, that's a sea
of solid ice.

[ Maureen ] Are we gonna try
and cross it tonight?

We've got no choice.

Do you think it's thick
enough to hold us?

Oh, yeah.

With cold like this,
I'd be surprised

if it's less than
20 feet thick.

Say, what is
the outside temperature?

125 below.

If it gets much colder,
we won't be going anywhere.

Peace and tranquility.

It's wonderful.

A bit brisk, perhaps, but hardly
enough to be concerned about.

Would you mind
warming that up a trifle?

Warming time activated.

Splendid.

[Crackling]

That's enough.
That's enough.

I said warm it up,
not boil it away.

[Gasps]
You bumbling incompetent.

Ifl had
any other company here,

I’d have you broken
down for spare parts!

By this time, I suppose our band
of pilgrims is either well-frozen

or they've been
devoured by monsters.

I do not have
that information.

Well, find out.

[Click]

Poor fools.

A pathetic ending
for a noble experiment.

My dear friend,

perhaps we should have a little
simple service for them tomorrow.

Nothing elaborate.
No flowers.

I, of course,
will deliver the eulogy.

Simple but quite dignified.
[ Beeping]

I have located Chariot.

[Beeping Continues] Hopelessly
wrecked somewhere, no doubt.

Chariot is in motion.

What a pity.

It would have been
a very beautiful eulogy.

Well, perhaps another time.

I wonder what the temperature
is out there right now.

Minus 125 degrees
Fahrenheit and falling.

Must be some way
of getting me warmed up.

Warming circuits activated.

Warming circuits.
[ Crackles ]

Warming circuits?
No! Not me, you idiot!

I don't warm that way!

Cease and desist!
[Crackling Stops]

[Thunder]

What are you doing?
I told you to stop!

Deactivate! Cease!

Thar is not of my making.

[Thunder]

An awesome display. Mother
Nature at her mightiest.

Unfortunately, the Robinsons will
have to enjoy it at closer quarters.

Perhaps I should prepare
that eulogy after all.

[Thunder Rumbling]

Outside temperature now

104 degrees below
zero Fahrenheit.

Can't even get
that right, can you?

104 below.
It was that an hour ago.

You mean 124 below.

Outside temperature

104 below Fahrenheit.

Correction.

Aha. I told you.

Oh, my friend, you've lost
your touch completely.

Outside temperature,
98 degrees below zero,

and rising.

Rising?

It's true.
The temperature is going up.

Affirmative.

Going up.

That means I won't freeze after all.
I'll be all right.

But why?
What's the reason?

Data on the orbit
of this planet.

This is the same nonsense you
tried to palm off on me before.

Recommend you
review data on sun.

Well, well, well.

My dear friend, somewhere in
your busy little memory cells

is a command
I once gave you.

Eliminate all unnecessary personnel
at the earliest opportunity.

Precisely.

Well, you can
forget those orders now.

This little scrap of information
makes them totally useless.

Our little band of pioneers
won't trouble us any longer.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Rather a dreadful
way to die.

But that's a pioneer's life.

[Wind Whistling]

What does the scanner read?

Blank.

No sign of a shoreline?

Nope. Nothing.

Well, give us
a temperature check.

That's funny.

It's not as low as it was.
Not by along shot.

Well, we are heading south,
aren't we?

Yeah, but we're not
that far south yet.

The temperature's risen 30
degrees in the last hour.

It's a little
above zero now.

The cold season just started.

Yeah, but if winter comes,
can spring be far behind?

[Rumbling]

Well, speaking of springs,
I think we just broke one.

No. Look at the seismograph.
That was an earth tremor.

You know, I'm beginning
to think we should have

stayed back
in the spaceship.

We did the only thing
we could.

No telling what's going on
back there now.

Yeah. I suppose you're right.

So you were right. Do you have
to stand there and gloat?

Of course that tiresome
family will be wiped out.

Well, good riddance.

Aren't you going to
offer any comment at all?

Say something!

Outside temperature

plus 30 degrees
Fahrenheit and rising.

I could get more companionship
from a cuckoo clock.

What's the use?
You'd beat me in three moves.

By this time, they should
be well out of this valley.

I wonder how much longer
they have to live.

Of course,
if someone gave them

a warning of what
was about to happen...

[Rumbling]

Minor earthquake, value 3.2.

Epicenter 1,400 yards.

Bearing indeterminate.

That does it.
I'm going to warn them.

JupiterZ to Chariot.
Come in, Chariot. Come in.

[Signs]

Daylight

A few minutes ago,
it was pitch black.

It's a strange planet.

I thought for sure we'd have three
or four more hours before dawn.

We've crossed the ice.

And it's morning.

Hey, and it's not
cold anymore, either.

Mom, we're starved. When are
we gonna stop for breakfast?

[ Laughs] I don't know. We'll
see what your father says.

John?
We'll stop in a few minutes.

I wanna make some
observations anyway.

Good.
Good.

[Beeping]
Hey. Do you hear that?

[Beeping Continues]
Yeah. Raise the antenna.

[Static] Jupiter 2 calling.
Jupiter 2 calling.

Chariot, do you read me?

Smith.

What's the matter
with the radio?

We're getting some sort
of cosmic interference.

Smith, this is Major West.

What do you want?

I can't hear you.

Well, we're getting
a lot of cosmic interference.

Get to the point, Smith.

You must return to
the spaceship at once.

This cosmic interference
is just the first signs of...

[ Static ]

Now, why should
we turn back?

So you can get another crack at
us with that robot of yours?

Or do you wanna save
your own miserable neck?

On the contrary, I'm attempting
to save your miserable necks.

Turn back at once
before it is too late.

You're in terrible danger.
You've got to believe me.

Smith, this is Robinson.

Now, why on earth
should we believe you?

May I remind you, my dear sir,
that we are no longer on Earth?

Oh, that's very clever.

Unless you turn around
and come back now,

you won't survive
another hour.

[ Radio Static]

What do you make of that?

Well, I don't know.

He, uh,
sounds really worried.

You don't suppose he...

The only thing
I suppose is that

he's an expert
at sounding that way.

Yeah. I wouldn't trust him as far as
I could throw one of those giants.

Let me have it.
Here.

Smith, this is West again.

Nice try.

Give us a call again sometime.
Over and out.

Well, it wouldn't
have done any harm

to listen to
what he had to say.

Smith.
Smith, this is Robinson.

Can you hear me?

[ Radio Static]

[ Flicking Switches] Well, whatever
it was, it's too late now.

Hello, Chariot.
Can you hear me?

Listen to me! Hello!

Lamebrained,
misbegotten skeptics.

Now they'll all die.

Well, let them.

We don't need them, do we'?

Outside temperature

59 degrees Fahrenheit
and rising.

I've known people
to make conversation

about the weather,
but this is ridiculous.

A pretty
how-do-you-do this is.

Stranded on an alien planet.

No one with whom to exchange
intellectual ideas.

No one to talk to except this
animated weather station.

And I can't even
beat him at chess.

Maybe they'd listen to you.

You have the sort of open
face people seem to trust.

Why not?

My clear friend, how would you
like to take a little walk?

Say, 70 or 80 miles?

I have a message
for the Robinsons.

A special-delivery message.

Boy, that hit the spot.

Oh, good.

I'm glad you liked it.

Uh, how much of that did you have
and how much did Debbie have?

Well, she was awfully hungry.
Honest, she was.

[Chuckles]
Well, come on now.

We better hurry up
and do these dishes.

We got a big day tomorrow. We
need all the sleep we can get.

Somehow it doesn't
feel as cold as it did.

It's practically
too warm for a fire.

You're right about that. The
temperatures rising rapidly.

I've got a feeling this
stuff's got a message for us,

if we could only read it.

What is it?

It's just a piece
of vegetation.

We found lots of this
frozen solid in the ground.

Well, it looks as though
it's been charred.

It has.

Burned and then frozen?
Mm-hmm.

Why, that doesn't
make sense, does it'?

Darling, very little
on this planet

makes sense
by Earth's standard.

Look!

Matter of life and death.

Now, what's that
doing here?

I don't know.

Matter of life and death.

No! Don't shoot!
Why did you do that?

He wasn't gonna
hurt anybody!

Will, listen!

Every time Smith turns that
robot loose, it spells trouble.

And why should this time
be any different?

You could have waited, Don.
We always had our lasers.

Oh, look! His tape
replay circuits were on.

I bet he was bringing us
a message before...

[Sighs]
Now we'll never know.

Son, Major West did
what he thought was right.

But he wasn't right,
was he?

We'll talk about
that some other time.

Got it.

[Signs]

Where's Dad?

He's been working most of the
night on that tin monster.

Hey, uh, you're pretty fond
of that robot, aren't you?

Did he fix him?

Why don't you
go ask him?

Is he all fixed?

Was he bringing us
a message?

Yes. I pulled this tape from him just now.
It's quite a message.

Hope you're not going to pay attention
to anything from that robot.

We'd better. This is orbital
data on this planet.

[Huffs ] Whose data?
Smith's.

That explains everything.

The terrible cold and
sudden rise in temperature.

Here. Look.

Here's this planet.
This is its sun.

Now, the orbit of this planet is
nothing like the Earth's orbit.

It's a flat ellipse.

And the sun isn't in the center.
It's over here on this leg.

Then we must've been at this
end, away from the sun.

That means we're heading
back in close to it now.

Is that what Dr. Smith
tried to warn us about?

That's right, Will.
In a matter of hours,

we're gonna be in
danger of roasting alive.

And there's no time
to get back to the ship.

We're gonna have to
build a shelter right here.

Do you mean to say you're
going to pay any attention

to what Smith says
after all he's done?

Who cares what he's done?
These are facts!

Are they? The man's
a pathological liar.

Now, what makes you think
he's suddenly reformed?

Do you think he'd lift a
finger to save our lives?

Now, we were headed south.
I say we keep going that way.

You're in no position
to give orders.

Oh, but you are?

It's too bad
there isn't judgment

to go along with
that self-confidence.

Now, that's enough
out of you.

Whether you like it
or not, I'm gonna try

to save your life
along with the others.

We get that
shelter rigged now.

Boy, Dad'
you really read him out.

Come on, Penny.
Don't just sit there.

We've gotta help
put up a shelter.

Okay.

We couldn't help but hear.

I don’t know
what got into him.

Well, it's bound to happen.

Bound to happen
to all of us,

here on this
hostile planet,

with danger everywhere and fighting
for our lives every moment.

You might be right, but that
doesn't sound like you.

A little crack
in my armor, eh?

Well, we all develop a little trouble
with our armor now and then.

I've never seen it in you.

You just saw it now.

I shouldn't have teed off
at Don like that.

It's just that
we don't have time

for philosophic
discussions.

We've gotta get
that shelter built

before that sun
comes blazing over.

All right.
Come on. I'll help you.

Ah.

Can I help?

Oh. Hi.
You gave me a start.

You gave me something of a
start yourself back there.

Like father, like daughter? Now
it's your turn, is that it?

You were the one
who started everything.

Can't you ever conceive
of your father being wrong?

Of course. Only this time
I don't think he is.

Oh. I see.

Now you're
the ultimate computer,

all the answers at
your fingertips, huh?

I don’t have
any answers right now,

not for anything.

108. How much
hotter can it get?

[Sighs] I don't dare
think about it.

I want you all to stay
under these sun shields.

John, you can
tell me the truth.

How hot will it get?

I've never lied to you before,
so I won't start now.

I just don't know.

Oh.

[Rumbling]

Earthquake!
[Screams]

If we'd have kept going south,
we wouldn't have had any of...

Just help me
get that shield up!

[Grunting]

There.

And for your information,

we'd have felt that quake
no matter how far we'd gone.

Those faults went
all through this area.

Don't bother
convincing me.

I'm not a geologist.
I'm a pilot.

Well, I am a geologist.

And that quick freeze filled those
faults with ice and expanded them.

The sudden thaw
has produced the slippage.

We're liable to
have more quakes.

[Breathing Heavily]

Let me have it here!

Here! Now pull it.

Satisfied?
Yeah.

Dad! Look!

Here it comes! All right.
Now get under there.

Get in the center.
Stay under the shade.

Lie down.

Keep your faces covered.

Cover your heads now.

[Maureen ] That's it.

Don.
Yeah. I got one.

All right. Here' darling.

[Sizzling]

[Sizzling Continues]

[Gasps]

Maureen. Maureen.

Maureen.

Ow! [Gasps]

[Groans]

Here, darling.
Here. Easy.

Easy. Easy.

Oh.

[Exhales Deeply]

Judy. Judy.

Judy.

Drink it slow. Slow.

Ah.

All right.

Dad, can I have
a drink of water?

All right, darling. Here.

Now, slowly. Just drink it slowly, huh?
Don't gulp.

Slow, slow.

That's enough.

Will. Here.

Thanks, Dad.

And don't
you gulp, either.

Slowly.

Ah. Good, huh?
Ah. Yeah.

[Exhales Deeply]

Can you reach the other one?
Yeah.

Are we ready?

We're ready.

[Sighs ] Are we really going
back to the spaceship?

That's all we can do.

This cycle of intense heat and
cold is gonna repeat itself,

and we wanna
be ready for it.

[Ratcheting]

Dad!

Now what's he want?

Make Don stop.
He's taking apart the Robot.

That's murder.

All right.
I'll see about it.

[Sighs] I know.
You're in command.

But I'm as interested
in staying alive as anyone.

You've got no right
to take apart that robot.

Now, take it easy.
It'll go back together again.

But, Dad...

Now, are you gonna
let me handle this?

All right, Don. Why?

That ice we crossed
is a full-fledged sea by now.

If we're gonna sail
the Chariot across it,

I wanna make sure
everything's battened down,

and that includes this
animated hunk of machinery.

He's not an animated
hunk of machinery.

He's a robot.

Don's right about this.

It's gonna have to be
packed away for the trip.

Gosh.

All right. Go ahead, but, uh, I wanna
get back before dark, so hurry.

Oh. We can't leave
right away.

I wanna break the solar batteries
down and realign them.

How long will that take?

Two hours, maybe more.

No dice. We've gotta
get out of here.

Another order?

You can take that
anyway you like.

All right. But I won't
guarantee we get there.

Well, there it is,
the inland sea.

[Debbie Warbling]

Hang on.
It's along way across.

Come on.
Now, kids, sit down.

[Debbie Warbling]

Penny, could you get me one of
those protein pills, please?

Oh. Mom gave us the last one
just before we started out.

I'm sorry, dear.

We have some coffee pills.
Shall I heat one for you?

No. I'm not about
to fall asleep.

Will, if we're not on Mars,
you tell us where we are.

I don't know for sure yet.
We might even be on Cerberus.

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Debbie Warbling]

[Thunder Continues]

What's wrong?

It won't respond.

We're not
getting any power!

Must be a loose connection
of the solar batteries!

I'll go up and see
if I can fix them.

Now?

We can't risk it.

Have to.

Without power, we'll capsize.

It's too late! We're right
in the middle of it!

Doc, we can't wait!

John, you know he's right.

All right. Go ahead.

I'll try to hold her steady.

Will, stand in the hatch
and hand me what I need.

Okay.

Judy. Up front.

Take over the scope.

Give me the solar wrench!

Give me the solar wrench.

Here it is.

Don!

We're heading
straight for a whirlpool!

Don says there's
a whirlpool up ahead.

Judy, check the scope,
see what it reads.

We have no choice.
We must cut to the left.

I can't move it!

We've lost control!

I've almost got it!
Wait one minute!

One minute, I've got it.

John, look! There ii is!

[Flicking Switches]

I can't even get it unlocked.

Aah!

Get Don back in here
and close the hatch!

Don?

Don! Don!

He's gone! He's gone!

Don! Don!
Judy, you stay here!

Can you handle these?

Don!

Don! Don!

Don!

Don!

Don! [ Sobs ]
Stop it!

He's gone!
He's gone!

It's gotta let up soon.

[Pounding On Roof]

Don!

We thought you
were dead. Oh, Don!

Not dead.
Just half-drowned.

Try the power unit again!

I managed to
make a connection.

Maureen, check the scope
for the nearest landfall.

All right, everybody.
Hang on!

Here we go!

[John Narrating ] We had passed
through the fury of the inland sea

and once more
reached the safety of land.

The onslaught
of the blazing sun

had turned the frozen waste
on this side of the sea

into a weird
tropical paradise.

Far ahead, across the miles
of barren terrain

lies the safety
of our spaceship.

[Warbling]

[John Narrating ] But before we
continued, it seemed only right,

after having survived the incredible
dangers of the past few days,

tha! we stop
and give thanks.

[No Dialogue]

Robinson alive? Impossible.

[Exhales Deeply]

I guess I owe you
an apology.

What for?
You know what for.

If I'd have allowed you to
realign those solar batteries...

Forget it.
We got back, didn't we?

Sure we got back.

[Chuckles]

You two
aren't angry anymore.

Now, do I look angry? Huh?

No.

[Chuckles]
Don.

You nearly
got killed back there.

Was it because my dad wouldn't
let you realign the batteries?

Now where did you
get an idea like that? Hmm?

No, it was just, uh, what I
said, a loose connection.

Oh. Then my dad was right?

He's the boss, isn't he'?

Yeah.

Come on.
Give us a hand here.

[Thinking] We are now once more
safely encamped at the spaceship,

a1 least momentarily secure from
the extremes of heat and cold

as well as the violent
electric storms

that characterize this remote
and unidentified planet.

Although I have encouraged WIN
to try to make radio contacts,

all attempts so far
have been unsuccessful,

and the supreme question has now
become one sf whether we can survive.

[ Radio Static]

[ Guitar:
"Home, Sweet Home" ]

[Continues]

[Static Continues]

How do you expect me to hear
if anything's coming in

with all that going on?

Be ii ever

So humble

There's no place like home

[Humming]

[Humming Continues]

[Thunder]

If you think that was
applause, you're wrong.

Sure was creepy music.

[Loud Final Chord]

Apparently, you're not as
sensitive to the finer things

as I am, young man.

The only home
you and your family
ever had

was probably the ready room
on a launching pad.

[Thunder]

It's getting closer.

Close or not, it sure is
messing up my reception.

Reception?

Is that what you call a sound and
fury which signifies nothing?

[Static Continues]

[Thunder]

[Thunder]

You should know
better than to have

the radio on
during a storm, Will.

But I thought I was
getting something.

Try again in the morning.

It isn't safe
to keep it open

with a storm
of this severity.

Not safe? Why?
What could happen?

When it's tuned this high,
you could very easily

bring one of those lightning
bolts crashing down on us.

Abnormally high wavelengths,

coupled with
the electrical storm,

produce a homing signal.

Homing signal?

Then anything out there
could home in on us?

Anything at all?

Well, that's hardly likely.

With the exception
of those lightning bolts,

I don't think there's anything out
there within light-years of us.

How do you know what's out there?
[Thunder Rumbling]

A deadly runaway missile!

Some sort of alien monstrosity
just waiting to swoop down on us!

Well, in that case,
Dr. Smith,

might I suggest that you man
your post throughout the night,

because I'm going to bed.

Come on, champ.
[Chuckles]

There! There!
[ Beeping ]

You wouldn't believe me,
but there it is.

[Beeping Continues]

[John] It's a missile, and
it's headed straight for us!