All language subtitles for Lost in Space S01E25 The Space Croppers

(MAN NARRATING) Last week, as you
recall, Will, Penny and Dr. Smith,

were busily preparing
a time capsule,

unaware that off in the
dark wastes of the planet,

mysterious new arrivals
had landed,

that were soon to threaten
their very survival.

Now, what have we here?

"Portable thruster employed
in rocket-belt flight,

"by Professor John Robinson,
circa 1997."

Hardly the kind of thing I'd
deposit in a time capsule

for future
voyagers to discover.

The Egyptians buried lots of
things in their time capsules.

That's why we know
so much about them.

Did the Egyptians
have time capsules too?

Sure.
They called them "pyramids."

Penny, see if you can
find something

a little more interesting
in that carton.

I think we'd better get back,
Dr. Smith. It's getting late.

Never fear, Smith is here.
You're perfectly safe.

Hey, look what I found.
Mom's space gauntlets.

She wore these
the day we left Earth.

How exciting. Look again.

I think this is something
of yours, Dr. Smith.

Ah?

Ah! This is more like it.

"Meditations of
a Galactic Castaway:

"Being an account of
the courage, fortitude,

"and personal sacrifice
of Dr. Zachary Smith."

I shall undoubtedly be named to
the Space Voyager's Hall of Fame,

when posterity learns of my
brilliance, my courage, my...

(EERIE HOWLING)

Uh, what was that?

Sounded like
a wolf to me.

Can't be any wolves
out here.

Oh, yes, there can.
Look.

All I see are the two moons,
and we've seen them before.

But never so bursting
with fullness.

Is that bad?

Bad, my dear child?

It portends the very worst
of evil happenings,

the night the witches dance and
the misbegotten creatures of doom

walk the earth,

when the dark and
dismal voices...

(EERIE HOWLING)

Oh. There it is again.

It can only be,
a werewolf.

A werewolf?
On this planet?

Why should this planet be an exception?
We'd better go.

Wait. Maybe the Robot can
tell us what it really is.

Identify animal noises,
Robot.

Animal noises produced
by predator Canis lupus.

Volume and pitch
indicate predator to be

in condition of
extreme ferocity.

Canis lupus?

Yes. Canis lupus.

Werewolves!
We must hurry!

Hurry!
Help me up, my dear!
Oh!

Warning! Warning! Canis lupus in area!
Warning!

We should never have
stayed out this late.

And whose fault is that?

This is no time for
idle recriminations.

This way. Come.

(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

Look him straight in the eye. It's
the only way to hold him at bay.

If you ask me, a straight
shot would be a lot better.

No, no.
It would be useless.

I'm gonna try it anyway.

Blast him, Robot!

(GROWLING)

Blast him again!

(SCREAMS)

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

I'd go easy on
that water, Dr. Smith,

until that
pipeline's repaired.

Ah! You wouldn't deny me,

if you knew what the children and
I had been through this evening.

Well, all I know is
it took you half a day

to do a job that
normally takes an hour!

I am not
an assembly-line worker.

Now, wait a minute,
Smith...

Dr. Smith, what happened to you
and the children this evening?

I don't think the subject is appropriate
for the dinner table, my clear.

Would you pass the
mushroom gravy, my dear?

It's just some bean gravy
that I made.

Mmm! Delicious.

I added some
wolf's-foot that I found.

Ugh!

What's wrong, Doctor?

Wolf's-foot?

Oh, that's just the name of an
herb that grows on this planet.

It's sort of like, club moss. It
really gives the sauce a nice tang.

Well, it gave me
a very nice turn.

That's because we saw
a real werewolf tonight.

A what?

A werewolf.
It attacked us.

Dr. Smith, is there
something we should know?

I think we'd best wait until
we're all a bit calmer.

The children were
very frightened.

Penny and I weren't so scared.
It was just you.

Be that as it may, the fact remains
that had I not faced him down,

I'm afraid none of us would
be here now to tell the tale.

We'd have been devoured!

Well, what do you mean?

Are you sure it
was a werewolf?

Of course I am.

Well, of course
we've all read legends,

but none of them
have proved out.

Obviously then, my
research into lycanthropy,

was far more exhaustive
than yours, Professor.

Well, Dr. Smith, if you believe that
men can be transformed into wolves,

and you actually saw one...

I most certainly did.

Well then, how about going out on a
safari and bringing him back alive?

By all means, go right ahead.
And good luck to you, sir.

Not me, Smith. You.

Me?
Yes.

Well, much as
I'd like to,

I think I should get back
to the pipeline tomorrow.

Our water supply
is very low.

As far as you're concerned,
it's gonna be nonexistent,

unless you mean it
about that pipeline.

Of course I do. Now, if you'll
excuse me, I must retire.

When one works so hard, one
requires a great deal of rest.

Was it really a werewolf, Penny, or is
that just what Dr. Smith called it?

That's what he called it,
but it sure looked ferocious.

Well, why don't we wait
until it shows up again,

before we decide
what it was?

And if it does, I'm sure your father
will know what to do about it.

How's it coming, Dr.
Smith? (GASPS) Oh!

I shall probably
not survive the day.

Work, work!
Too much work.

And you know I have
an extremely delicate back.

Here. I brought you
something to drink.

Oh, very thoughtful
of you, my boy.

Would you like me
to help you, Dr. Smith?

If we could get
the pipeline finished early,

you could go
on that safari later.

Ah. As much as I'd like to, I'm
afraid this pipeline comes first,

and it'll probably
take me a week.

But it'll be too late then!
The moons will wane.

True. Very true.

Then they'll never believe it
was actually a werewolf we saw.

I can't help that. My report
was accurate in all details.

Ah. If only this pipeline
were finished,

then, my boy, you would
see Dr. Smith at his best,

stalking the beast,
cornering him,

cowering him with a look.

Boy. I sure would hate to see
you miss a chance like that.

I know. I know how we can
get the pipeline finished

and still go
on that safari later!

How?

Let's go back
to the campsite.

Well, I mean... Yes. All right.
Come on. Come on.

There.

He is programed
for 5,000 shovels full.

That ought to keep him busy
till we get back.

Indeed. You're quite an eager
little hunter, aren't you?

Traitor. (HUFFS)

Dr. Smith, the time
capsule's been looted,

and the carton's
been emptied too.

(WHIMPERS)
My meditations!

Look at them!
Ruined!

My mother's
gauntlets are gone.

Oh! The pain, the pain.

Dr. Smith, look!

What is it?

(GASPS)

Tracks.

That should be enough
to satisfy those doubters.

I don't know. They might
say it was just a dog,

unless we actually
caught the werewolf.

We'd better
follow the tracks.

Oh! I wish now I'd kept
the discovery to myself.

Come on.
Yes.

Take out your gun.
Oh, yes.

Will, you lead on.

This is where
he started to slow down.

How do you know?

The spoor is deeper.

This is not the first time I've
tracked big game, you know.

Careful. Careful.

Here. Here.

Strange.
The spoor ends here.

(GASPS)

Aaah! Aaah!

Will, don’t just stand there.
Shoot! (YELPS)

My dear sir, we have no quarrel
with you, whoever you may be.

We happen to be out looking for a
werewolf that's loose in the area.

You didn't by any chance happen to
see him around anywhere, did you?

A werewolf?
(GROWLS)

He doesn't
understand you, Dr. Smith.

He's an alien.

Perhaps I'd better
use sign language.

Now attend, sir.

(GROWLING)

(GROWING CONTINUES)

(HOOTING)

(GROWLS)

Yes, sir.

(GROWLS)

I don't know
what this means,

but maybe it means that this land
is posted, and we're trespassing.

(GASPS)

Will.

This must be
moon madness.

Golly.

(YELPS)

Careful, sir. Careful!

I have a very
delicate back.

What have we
got here?

(GASPS) Lookit.
My goodness!

(GIGGLES)

What is it?

Why... Why,
that's a spaceship.

Don't you know nothin'?

But it's all open.

Oh, uh, we got ways
of closing it up.

We just keep it that way
to be sociable.

(GIGGLES)

Keel, where did you find
these lil' Earther creatures?

Oh.

You, uh...
You was on our land, huh?

Your land, indeed. Now
look here, young lady.

I don't know
where you come from

or what you're doing here or
how you speak our language...

Oh, I speak all kinds
of languages, we do.

Got to, when you're on the
go as much as we are.

She's wearing
my mother's gauntlets!

Why, so she is.

His ma's gauntlets.
(GIGGLES)

And look there.

They've got everything
that was in our time capsule.

Cute little fella,
ain'tcha?

Keel, get on back to the
field and do your plowing.

We ain't got
too much time.

He's got our guns.
Here.

Oh, don't worry.

You'll get 'em back
as soon as we're sure

you ain't aiming
to use 'em on us.

Your... Your ma
got any more like you?

You realize,
of course, young lady...

The name is Effra.

Yes. Effra.
As I was saying,

this planet
is public domain,

so in the first place, we were
not on your land, and in the...

In the second place, taking our
guns and rifling our time capsule,

are serious offenses against
the galactic laws of property.

Never heard
of no such laws.

'Sides, we're only
gonna be here temporary.

Just long enough to plant us our
crops, garner us a harvest,

and then we'll
get going again.

And, soon as we're sure
you won't do us no harm,

why, you'll get everything
back like I said before.

And, that
remarkable contraption,

is your means of
transportation?

There ain't nothing
wrong with it!

It gets us places,
all over the Pleiades,

and the constellation
of the Big Dog,

and the constellation
of the Southern Fish,

and we even
went to Earth once!

Earth'?

Yeah.

Only, I didn't like it because there
was too many people like you.

(HUFFS) Too much
fightin' and feudin'.

That's probably because you
landed in a primitive area.

But if I were with you,
acting as your guide,

oh, it would be
altogether different.

I could be ready to leave
in one hour.

(HUFFS)
WOMAN: Effra!

Effra, I won't have it...

Conversing with
strangers again.

Now you get back
to the brewin'.

All right, Ma.

It's "Mother," not "Ma."

How do you do, madam?

And you, sir,
and you, young man,

are not at all welcome
in this place.

You may leave at once.

But, madam, as I tried to
explain to your daughter,

we are merely on safari
looking for a werewolf.

A werewolf?

A very dubious pretext,
one I can hardly accept.

Werewolves are the unhealthy
machinations of timid little minds.

Now, be off with you.

But, madam...

Be off.

Yes. Yes. Okay.

And stay off!

Yes.

Hey, Ma.

They'll be bustin' through
if you don't plant 'em soon.

(HIGH-PITCHED WARBLING)

Patience.

You will be fed very soon.

You're hungry little devils,
aren't you?

Well, you won't
have long to wait.

And then, when you have
provided for me and my family,

all the rest of this land
will be yours.

All this land and
everything that's on it,

every living thing.

There they were, a mother
and her two children.

A very handsome woman,
a widow, I think.

She's probably very lonely, not having a
man around to help her with her planting,

and the support
of her little family.

Oh, I do admire
her courage.

And the fact that
she has a spaceship

that'll get you
back to Earth, Smith?

What about that werewolf?

Ah, yes. The werewolf.

Well, meeting this
fascinating family

drove him completely
out of my mind.

As a matter of fact, I'm beginning
to think that he may not even exist.

Slit trench dug.
Pipeline laid.

Water supply by gravity
feed now available.

Thank you, dear boy.
That will be all.

Is there nothing you'll do
to get out of work, Smith?

That was my idea, Don.

Oh.

Well, where is this fascinating
family located, Smith?

I think we'd all
like to meet them.

Oh, you will. You will.

They need a little
more time to settle in.

They're not quite ready
to receive visitors.

Oh, is that what
they said?

Yeah, with a shotgun.

Oh, there's one
thing I've learned about

this planet that's
different than Earth.

Oh? What's that?

Well, on Earth, it's a woman's
work that's never done,

but here... Don, look!

Stay here.

Hey! Get away from there!
That's our food supply!

(GRUNTS)

Keel! Put him down!

Put him down!
Keel, you put him down!

You mind your manners
when you're visiting!

He's, uh...
He's kinda hungry.

Vittles is in short supply till
we get us our crop raised.

Oh, are you the family
that, uh...

Me, Ma and him.

On. (GROANS)

Hey, you know, you're
a real handsome one.

Oh.

Does your face always hot up and
turn red when you're spoken to?

I'll answer that. The answer's
to keep your hands to yourself,

whoever you are.

What's going on here?
Who are these people?

I don't know.

We're your new neighbors. Oh.

Ran out of seasoning powder
for our stew.

Be much obliged if
you could loan us

a mite till we get
us a crop of vittles.

Sure.

Certainly.
Judy, please,

go and get her some more
seasoning, will you?

Is there anything else
we can do for you,

until you get
your own vittles?

Uh, we don't have very much, but
we'd gladly share what we do have.

Just the seasoning.
Thank you.

It's a right pretty vehicle
you've got yourself there.

Must've been
to a heap of places.

No, just, Earth and here. But
we do hope to get off soon.

Well, I hope not before we
get us our crops raised.

Oh, well, uh,

what I mean is,

well, you can all come over
and join us for a meal.

Ma's a right good cook.

Oh, well, that's wonderful.
Perhaps we could trade recipes.

I don't know about that.

You might have a little trouble
following Ma's directions.

On. (CHUCKLES)

Tastes right sharp.
Much obliged.

Effra, my dear girl!

Well, what a
pleasant surprise.

Have you all met this charming young
lady and her stalwart brother?

We have.

Yes, well, I guess we'd
better get going now.

Keel. Keel!

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLING CONTINUES)

Give your dear mother
my kindest regards.

I did so much
enjoy meeting her.

Didn't look like
you enjoyed it.

Aw.

You done cooled off.

Keel.

(CHUCKLES)

(TRIBAL DRUMS)
(CHANTING)

Where's that
racket coming from?

I don't know. Sounds like a war
dance of some kind. Let's find out.

I'll get Smith.

All right.

(TRIBAL DRUMS)

WOMEN:
Shayla

Tayla

Shayla

Tayla

Rayla

Nayla

Shayla

Grow

And multiply

Flourish

And provide

Layla

Shayla

Layla

Kayla

Vayla

You shouldn't
oughta have come.

Earthly folks got
no business here.

We heard the chanting,
and we thought

you wouldn't mind
if we dropped in.

We wouldn't mind if you dropped
out the same way you dropped in.

May I compliment you on your
singing, madam. Glorious!

Glorious!

What do you want?

We're interested in your planting
methods, curious about your crop.

Your curiosity has
no business here.

You'll find out soon
enough, I reckon.

What does that mean?

How bad
do you wanna know?

I'll burn your tongue out.

What we do on our land
is exclusively our affair.

Agreed. But...

No "buts."

Buts invariably
lead to explanations,

which I do not
choose to give.

Now, we'll have no more talk
and no more visiting.

We like to be alone.

I couldn't agree
more, madam.

We are all entitled
to our solitude,

from time to time.

I've no time
for such nonsense.

Now get off my land,
all of you. And be quick,

or I'll sic Keel on you.

(GROWLING)

I wouldn't try anything.

Let's go.

Uh...

For remembrance.

What are you waiting for?

Oh, what strength of purpose
you have, madam.

There's nothing
I admire more in a woman,

than rugged individualism
and determination.

I regret I can't
return the compliment,

if that's what it was.

I don't see anything about
you worth admiring.

Ah! Madam,
if you knew me better...

Thank you,
but no thank you.

You will give me the honor of
letting me call on you again?

Tomorrow?

Why?

Well, for a neighborly chat.

I've no time for chats,

or neighbors.

Go!

Get lost.

Yes, ma'am.

Tayla

Sayla

"Nothing ventured, nothing
gained," I always say.

I don't see what
you expect to gain

from giving them
all this stuff.

Nothing. Only the exalted
feeling one gets,

when one does things
for others,

particularly when it's such
a deserving little family.

Well, all right. If all you want
out of it is a good feeling.

What else would I want?

Do you see what I see?

Yeah, unless it's some more
of that moon madness.

Come.

Well, see what
the wind blew in.

Don't you ever take "no"
for an answer?

If I did, dear lady,

I'd give up one of the rare
pleasures of my existence,

a chance to gaze at you
and all this splendor.

Oh, I'm quite dazzled by it.

Does he ever
stop talking?

Can't you tell when you're
not welcome, Dr. Smith?

Faint hearts
never won fair lady.

Come along.

Well. Well, what a cozy
little home you have.

May I join you?

You want to
gaze some more?

I have a deep hunger
for beauty, madam.

Incidentally, we have not
met formally, have we?

My name is Zachary Smith.

I'm underwhelmed.

I suppose now you
want to know mine.

If I may.

l am Sybilla.

Sybilla.

That's beautiful.

There's music in that name
and poetry.

Like a great work of art, it's a
name I could live with indefinitely.

This must be
your exhaust stack.

Must you?

Well, I don't see why not?
It's a lot more sensible

than what
you've been saying.

You've got
a point there, sonny.

What was that
about a work of art?

Your name, Sybilla.

It's a name I could
live with indefinitely,

in close harmony
with my own.

Zachary, Sybilla.
Sybilla, Zachary.

Oh-ho. They sing.

What kinda fuel
do you use?

It's our own
special brand.

Well,I guess you'll be leaving
soon now that the crop's in.

When our plants
have been fed,

all the nourishment
this planet has to offer.

What kind of nourishment?

If the boy's dull agricultural talk
is annoying to you, Sybilla...

That's how we live,
by agriculture.

It's not his talk
that's dull. It's yours.

It wouldn't be so if you would permit
me to say what is in my heart.

Well, say it,
and be quick.

I've thought
about you a lot,

and the terrible burden of
responsibility which you carry,

alone.

Yes, well,
I'm not complaining.

But think what an added joy it
would be if you had companionship,

someone to stand beside you
as you traveled Earthward...

Well.

Or any other
place in the galaxy.

Someone to share your
labor in the fields,

to be a father
to your children.

(YAWNS)

Uh, perhaps
I spoke too soon, Sybilla.

No, not too soon,
Zachary, old boy,

just too long.

Now then, sir, your best
foot forward, if you please.

I require a few extrapolations
on compatibility.

Compatibility, a state of happy
coexistence between two objects.

Not objects,
you deplorable dunderhead!

Sensitive souls! In this case,
myself and a certain lady.

Proceed.

Your I.Q.? Hers?

Remarkable.

Are you generous, sympathetic,
calm in emergencies?

Always.

The lady?

Yes. That's what I find
so fascinating about her.

Do you enjoy each
other's company?

We revel in it.

When we're together, the
outside world ceases to exist.

Golly, Dr. Smith. That's
like being in a trance.

Hush, my boy.
This is very important.

Information received
highly suspicious.

Such perfection is
too good to be true.

Computers
reject the challenge.

Of all the incompetent,
moronic lumps.

Well, maybe you did tell a couple
of whoppers about yourself, Doctor.

I did nothing of the kind.

It's not my fault that this
fugitive from a scrap-metal yard,

is incapable of
assessing my virtues.

In any case, I didn't
really need to know.

I have absolute confidence
in my powers of persuasion.

(CHUCKLES)

What are you foolin'
with that stuff for, Ma?

You're purty enough
the way you are.

There's always room
for a little improvement.

He said I looked
radiant with joy,

at watching the little
green things grow.

You gonna tell him the truth
about them "little green things"

if he comes around again?

What he doesn't know
won't hurt him.

I think that sweet-talking of
his is doing things to you, Ma.

Oh, pooh.
Though, I must say,

it's been too long since
I've been flattered so much.

If our little green
growing things would

settle for six delicacies,
instead of seven,

I might take Zachary
with us.

A woman needs sweet talk
from time to time.

Greetings! Greetings!

(GIGGLES)

Madam.

A little token
of my esteem.

Not very fragrant.

Well, it's the
best I could do.

None of us has
your green thumb, Sybilla.

(SIGHS)

Something wrong?

Yes. You!

What a pity.
I thought she liked me.

Well, there isn't
a great deal about you,

that's especially
likeable, Zachary.

I improve with time,
Sybilla,

as I'm sure you'll learn.

Given the opportunity, I could
make you very happy, my dear.

Tell me truly,
dear heart,

dare I hope that someday soon
you and I will clasp hands,

gaze into each other's eyes,
(GASPS) and find happiness?

Well, you might try some
more of that sweet talk

you were so full
of the other day.

Only make it
good and sincere.

I could never be anything but
sincere with you, Sybilla.

(GIGGLES)

Ugh!

(FOOTSTEPS)

Well,

what have you come to
borrow this time, Effra?

I ain't come to borrow.

Now that our crop's in, why,
we've got everything we need.

Well, that's good. I guess
you'll be leaving soon.

Sounds as though
you're glad to see us go.

You haven't been exactly friendly
neighbors, now have you?

Well, I could be right
friendly if you'd only let me.

Well, we could go
places together.

Anywhere

your little
ol' heart desires.

Oh, why,

we could set down any place
and do us some plantin',

and live off
the fat of the land.

Don't that sound invitin'?

Yes, but not for me.

Why not?

Because I've got
other plans.

Now why don't you be a good girl
and go back where you belong?

I could put a spell on you
if I put my mind to it.

Go ahead.
Now, if you'll excuse me.

Hi.

Hi, yourself,
cute little fella.

Hey, you know there's something
you could do for me.

What is it?

Well, we're gonna be
leavin' soon, and,

and there's
something for remembrance

I'd like to give
that Don before we do.

Only thing is, I need a little
something of his'un to go with it.

What do you need?

Just an itty-bitty
lock of his hair is all,

so's I can intertwine
with a little bit of mine

and make
him a hair ring.

Why don't you
just ask him for it?

Wouldn't be no
surprise if I did.

Well, I don't know.

They risin'
early this evenin'.

I gotta get home
before it gets dark.

You get me that
piece of his hair,

and you bring it to me
this evening, you hear?

(WHIRRING)

Do you understand
her, Robot?

Affirmative.

Well then,
explain it to me.

Female guise deceptive. Creature's
behavior and/or mental processes

not subject to natural laws
of cause and effect.

Exercise caution
in dealing with creature,

and members of her family.

Golly!
And Dr. Smith's over there.

I better go find out
what she's up to.

Dr. Smith, have you seen
Will anywhere?

Oh, not for
quite some time.

Are you packing?

Indeed I am.

But why?

I wanted to make my announcement
when everyone was present,

but I really don't mind at all
your being the first to know.

Ah! Come in!
Do come in.

Dr. Smith.

Yes. Exciting news of a romantic
nature always attracts listeners.

My dear friends,

you see before you the
happiest man in the world.

Sybilla has promised
to be my wife.

Well.
Not the witch.

I shall treat that slur with
the contempt it deserves.

Then let me warn you,
Dr. Smith,

I've studied samples of some of the
plants these people are growing,

and they contain
the deadliest virus

I've ever seen
under a microscope.

Nonsense, Professor.
Your xenophobia is showing,

a fear of strangers.

With good
scientific reason.

Tell me something, Smith. About this
marriage, where's it gonna take place?

I mean, on this planet?

Regrettably, no,

since there's no one
here with the authority

to solemnize so
auspicious a ceremony.

Oh, no, no, no.
I shall travel to Earth

with Sybilla and
her dear family,

as their guest.

Well, you've got everything
figured out nicely, haven't you?

A free ride back to Earth,
if you ever get there,

and she can't even sue you for breach
of promise when you ditch her.

Your barbs fall on
deaf ears, Major.

Well, I suppose
it's idle to expect

congratulations
from anyone here.

And I was going to invite you
all to a little rehearsal,

with dear Penny and Judy
as the flower girls,

and the Robot
as my best man.

Well, isn't anyone
going to wish me luck,

as I embark
on the sea of matrimony?

Oh, Dr. Smith.

I see.

I bid you adieu.

Well, can't we
stop him?

Ever try stopping
an irresistible force?

(SIGHS)

I think I'd
better get back.

I don't know why I'm
doing this anyway.

He'll be okay, I hope.

(WARBLING)

(WARBLING CONTINUES)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

(GROWLING)

Keel!

Keel!

Darn fool.
Where's he at?

WILL: Help! Somebody
get me outta here!

(WARBLING)
(GROWLING)

Get him outta there! Keel, get
him outta there right now!

Get in there!

Hurry up! All right, now get on
back to the field, you hear me?

Keel, you get on!
(GROWLING)

All right. Did you
get me that lock of hair?

No.

I'da let you be eat up
if I'da knowed that.

It's too late now,
I reckon.

Gotta be leaving. (HUFFS)

It's more than I can say
for you and yours.

Cute little fella.

(WARBLING CONTINUES)

I gotta tell Dr. Smith.

In such a night as this,

when the wind did gently
kiss the trees...

WILL: Dr. Smith.

Oh, dear.

I don't think you should
stay here any longer.

I don't intend to, my boy.
Very soon now,

we shall be making
a most eventful journey.

Will, did your parents tell you
that Sybilla and I are betrothed?

I can see that for myself,
but I don't think much of it.

Nobody asked you
for your opinion, sonny.

I'm just trying to figure
out what you want with him.

Really, Will!

You're very precocious
for an Earth child.

I could dispose of you
very quickly, you know?

But, Zachary, you're
the master of this house now.

Send this child away.

Yes, dear. Will, be a good
boy and go back home.

Dr. Smith, I don't think
you know what you're doing.

I'm afraid I cannot discuss
this with a mere child.

Dr. Smith, you don't belong
with her or with them.

You belong with us.

You don't know what
terrible things are

gonna happen to you
if you go with them.

And you'll be too far away
for us to help you.

I could dissolve him
very easily from here.

I could squash
him squishy.

Dr. Smith, her female
guise is deceptive.

She's not an Earth creature, and you are.
That's what the Robot told me.

As you can plainly see,

the Robot is a silly goose who
knows not whereof he speaks.

It's no use, is it?

No use at all.

I guess I won't be seeing
much of you anymore.

It's not very likely.

Then this is good-bye,
Dr. Smith.

I know we've had our
arguments and fights before,

but they never
really meant much.

And I'm sorry for the times I
wasn't very nice to you. (YAWNS)

I'm gonna miss you,
Dr. Smith.

Thank you, dear boy.
And I shall miss you too.

After we are married, and if we
happen to be passing this way again,

I shall send down
a wedding picture,

and a piece of wedding cake.

Ha!
Yes, dear?

Good-bye, Dr. Smith.

Good-bye, Will.

You had us worried. Listen,
does it ever occur to you...

Oh. Now, John,
he was doing a good deed.

Yes. He was trying
to convince Dr. Smith

that he should change his
mind about his marriage.

Ah. Little Cupid
in reverse, huh?

(CHUCKLES)
I can see you had no luck.

I guess there's
nothing to do now

but give him
a wedding present.

Oh? Well, what do
you suggest'?

Something for the home?

Say, Why not?

A few cans of paint for
that old ship of theirs.

They certainly
could use it.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on. It's getting late, and
it's way past your bedtime.

But I'm not finished yet!
I saw that werewolf again.

You what?

And that crop
they planted,

it's growing all
over the trail.

And I stumbled right into
it, but Effra got me out.

And what happened
to the werewolf?

That's what bothers me.

She called him "Keel."

And when she gave him an
order, he obeyed her.

You Know, I think Keel and that
werewolf are one and the same.

(LOUD WARBLING)

What could it be?

I don't know. We'd better
look and find out.

I'll bet it's
those plants.

Oh, Will.

(LOUD WARBLING CONTINUES)

Look at that.

Now I know
what Effra meant.

Those plants would've eaten me.
Look at them.

Don, break out
the gas guns.

Judy, you and Penny
stay here,

and after we've gone,
close the door

and don't open
it for any reason.

All right.
Let's go.

Well, are you just
going to sit there

and let your fiancée
do all the work?

Oh, forgive me, dear heart. l
was musing about our future.

Oh, that doesn't
sound very encouraging.

I've no time for muses.

But I was musing, dear, about
something that concerns us both,

our destination.

That's already settled.

We're heading for the
constellation of the Big Whale.

Yes, yes. Of course.
But can we, do you think,

get there by way of Earth?

I have a few very precious
belongings there.

Earth is entirely
too far out of the way.

Besides, I've been there.
Tiny, isn't it?

I don't like it.

But, dear heart...

Ma, these two
didn't take.

We'll have to put 'em in the
greenhouse till next planting.

Where's your brother Keel?

Oh, he's still out there. He
hasn't finished his howling yet.

(HOWLING)

Did she say "howling"?

Mmm-hmm.

But you won't have
to worry about that,

Zachary, now that
you're one of the family.

Just keep an eye on him at
the time of the full moon,

and the rest of the time
he's quite easy to handle,

once you get
the hang of it.

But Effra...

Effra can be
a trial at times,

a real problem child.

But I know you'll be masterful
enough to handle her too.

Besides, she only practices her little
tricks of witchcraft when she's bored,

or irritated.

And then she does
some pretty spooky things.

She does?
Mmm.

Of course,
she inherited those powers

from her father
and not from me.

"My darling little witch-child,"
he used to call her.

She absolutely
gets carried away,

when the plants
are eating.

She may ask you
to hover in the sky.

She may suspend
you up there.

But if she does,
you just outsmart her.

You hang up there
and close your eyes.

It's better not to look while
the plants are eating.

It gets very messy.

Uh, what do
the plants do, Sybilla?

They consume, Zachary.

(INHALES DEEPLY)
They consume everything,

until there's not
a living thing left,

not a stick, not a thing.

Now, aren't you glad that you
proposed to me and I accepted you?

You're safe with us.

(WHIMPERS)
Am I, Sybilla?

Uh-huh.

Now, you go
and strap yourself in,

and I'll be with you
as soon as I can find Keel.

Keel.

(HOWLING)

(YELPS) Sybilla!

Sybilla, I just thought of something.
My... My tape recorder.

I would be lost without it.
I'd better go get it.

Oh, no. You mustn't
go back there now, Zachary.

The plants are eating.
(GASPS)

Oh, no.
You'd be swallowed alive.

Zachary, please don't go.

Zachary, come back!

(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)

Just tell him that you're going
to be his daddy, Zachary.

He won't harm you if he knows
you're going to be his daddy.

No!

Zachary!

(DR. SMITH SCREAMING)
Come back, little Zachary.

Oh, just look
what you've done.

And all the trouble
I took landing him,

not to mention
listening to him.

You go inside!

But don't forget
to brush your teeth.

(WARBLING)

(YELPING)
Oh, what a blessing!

What a blessing! You're still here
and alive. That dreadful woman!

I tried to warn you.

Yes. I know, I know.

Let's get
at those roots.

Grab one of these gas guns,
Smith, and pitch in.

Here.

That dreadful woman!

(WARBLING CONTINUES)

(WARBLING DIES OUT)

I guess that takes
care of them,

but we'll keep an eye
out on the way back.

(ROCKETS ROARING)

Gone.

Oh, Dr. Smith. You didn't really
know each other very well.

But we'd have made such
sublime harmony together.

(CHUCKLES)

Here you are,
my dear boy.

Thanks.

All the gear's
stored, Dad.

Oh, fine.

I guess we're
all set then.

You sure you haven't
forgotten anything?

I'm positive. I made
out a list for myself.

Well, then this must've
slipped your mind.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Yeah. I guess it did.

(LAUGHTER)

Darling, we'll have to go easy
on the radio communications,

conserve
the storage batteries.

But as soon as we find a fresh supply
of water, we'll be right back.

It shouldn't
take too long.

JOHN: The close-end orbit around
the sun will be coming soon.

I just want to be sure
there's plenty of water

within two or three
days travel of here.

No need to hasten back on my
account, Professor Robinson.

I assure you the situation here
will be in excellent hands.

Oh, sure. Maureen, Judy and Penny,
they can take care of things.

I was referring
to myself, Major.

Oh. Well, in that case,
heaven help them.

(CHUCKLING)
Indeed.

Darling, take care of everything.
MAUREEN: I will.

JOHN: We'll be back soon.

All right. Let's go.
Good-bye!

Bye, Dad! Good-bye, Don!
Bye, Don!

Bye!

Bye, Will! See you later.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Bye!

(WHIRRING)

Oh, what
a pleasant evening it is.

I think I shall sleep
under the stars tonight.

Well, if you do,
Dr. Smith, I'd advise you

to move inside
the force field.

Oh, come, come, madam.

What could possibly happen on a
quiet, peaceful evening like this?

(GROWLING)

You stupid, bumbling brutes!
You've lost him!

I'll have you punished
for this, do you hear?

Now pick up his trail.
I want him found!

(WHIP CRACKS)
(ROARING)