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Last week, as you recall, the
incorrigible Dr. Smith had once again

from his assigned chores at the
campsite. At this moment, however,

nor the other members of our space
family were aware that they were shortly

encounter an incredible mechanical
creature from a far distant alien world.

He starts looking all over for you. He
wants you to help him with some work at

the drill site.

Work? But, my dear, I am working.

And just what, may I ask, are you doing?

Sit down, my dear, and I'll show you.

Now then, what do you see up there?

Nothing? Precisely.

But when there is something up there, a
rescue mission perhaps, I'll be the one

to see it and quickly alert the camp.

Oh, Dr.

Smith, you're incredible.

Absolutely incredible.

Indeed.

Don't you ever want to leave this
ghastly planet?

Of course I do.

But it's living in a dream world, Dr.
Smith, to ever think of.

A rescue mission from Earth can never
find us here.

Perhaps not from Earth.

But at this point, I'd welcome any form
of intelligent life that might

conceivably help us.

Hands across outer space, so to speak.

I think I'd better let you get back to
your work.

Oh, yes, yes, my dear.

Eternal vigilance, yes.

Approach of alien object.

Approach of alien object.

Do be still. Can't you see I'm trying to
relax?

Another word and I'll remove your power
pack.

Oh, please, please, I'll do anything you
want, only let me go.

You're doing the right thing.

I could be of great assistance to you.

You'll never have cause to regret this.

Believe me, I'm a man of superior
intelligence.

You'll see.

Start the spaceship. Quickly. Quickly.

What's the matter? Never mind. Just do
as I say. Come along. Do you want us all

to be desensitized?

Help.

Where is everyone? I need help.

All right, Smith. What's the matter?

There's not a moment to spare. Arm
yourselves.

Don't just stand there. We're in
imminent danger. Smith, take it easy.

easy. At any moment, we may be attacked
by a veritable horde of mechanical

monsters. What sort of monsters?

A description defies my imagination.

All right, Doctor. How many monsters?

All I saw was the one that captured me.
But my instinct tells me there were

others about, perhaps hundreds,
thousands.

You doubt my word?

Well, let me inform you, sir, that I
have extra sensory perception in regard

danger. I can tell the... It's here!

I see it!

Oh, it's... just a little thing. It
doesn't look so dangerous to me.

Whose opinion are you going to take?
That of me, a child, or mine?

Thank heaven we're at least safe from
the monster in here.

What do you suppose it is, Dad?

I don't know. We'll take a closer look
on the monitor.

Dematerializing.

What? It's dematerialized.

Dad, look.

Possible. Careful, careful. It might
suddenly attack.

Look!

It's deactivated.

Probably the result of you touching it.

We'll take it to the lab and examine it.
Yes, sir.

Where are you going?

To my quarters for a rest.

I've had all the excitement I need for
one day.

I'm sorry, doctor, but we'll need your
help in the lab.

You can give us the benefit of some of
your overly intelligent observations.

Come on.

All right, change the antenna.

Apparently, the central control unit is
run by a selective computer.

Giving it a sort of free choice.

But that still doesn't explain how it
moved right through the hatch.

Some kind of matter transfer.

Matter transfer?

Well, there used to be a wild theory
that molecular structure could be broken

down and reassembled at another point.

Maybe it's not so wild anymore.

We can be sure of one thing.

Whatever sent that is an extremely
intelligent form of life. I strongly

you destroy this diabolical machine at
once.

Why? It's not doing us any harm.

As always, you speak with the trusting
innocence of youth who knows the evil

purpose of this... Outlandish
contraption.

Now, Will's right.

This is nothing more than a harmless
data computer.

Geologic samples.

Probably takes atmospheric ones as well.

What do you think, Don?

Some warner or something's making tests
to determine whether this planet's

conducive to another form of life.

You mean we might have visitors?

Invaders would be a better word.

Again, I suggest you destroy this thing
immediately.

Good thinking, Smith. Once again, our
good doctor has the solution to the

problem. Destroy it.

My primary concern has always been for
the welfare and survival of all. You're

self -centered, selfish individual whose
primary concern is only one thing.

Himself. And you, Major. That's enough
out of both of you.

What do you think we should do, Dad?

Nothing for the time being.

Tomorrow morning, Don and I will scout
around. Maybe we can find something new.

Mark my words.

If you don't destroy this monstrous
thing at once, ruin and disaster will

follow. We will all suffer a horrible
fate.

That is my final word on the subject.

Now I'm going to the galley to satisfy
the needs of the inner man.

Oh, he's too much.

Too much.

Beside me, we shall share this glorious
moment together.

Maureen? I'll be right there.

Well, well.

I like all the cake.

Isn't that a beauty?

Where are the girls? Oh, I sent them to
the hydroponic garden to get us some

vegetables for dinner.

Madam, I am fully aware that you
assigned that task to me.

I failed to accomplish it, however,
because of the arrival of that

monster.

Oh, well, that's all right, Dr. Smith.
The girls can do it.

Ah, yes.

Did you learn anything, dear?

No, I'm afraid not much.

Well, it certainly resembles a large
bug.

Hardly a plaything. And as a food
product, it would prove to be quite

indigestible. Smith, where's the robot?

You took him with you into the garden,
didn't you?

It's probably still there.

Dr. Smith was so anxious to warn us
about the crab that he didn't have time

bring him back.

Thank you, my boy.

As soon as I have my cake, I'll bring
them back.

Ah, yes, the cake.

Mrs. Robinson, would you make my portion
a generous one? I feel that I shall

need all my strength for the days to
come.

Well, I'll try to remember that, Dr.
Smith.

Thank you.

You see?

I told you we were dealing with a cruel
adversary.

Cruel, Dr. Smith?

We have no proof of that.

They probably just wanted the cake for a
specimen.

What happens when they decide they need
a human for a specimen?

We've searched the whole area.

Don't you think we should head back to
the ship?

Well, it's obvious we're going to have
visitors.

I want to know how and where they're
planning to land.

Let's try over there.

Hello there.

I'm William Robinson from the planet
Earth.

I'm a friend.

Can't you talk?

Is there anything you want me to do for
you?

What are you doing here? I saw this beam
of light.

And you thought you'd go over and
investigate?

I'm sorry, Dad.

Now, listen, Will.

From now on, before you leap into
anything, I want you to stop, think, and

consult me.

Yes, sir. Now, uh, what's this about a
beam of light?

It was over there, but it disappeared.

And now there's a kind of man there and
some scientific equipment.

Let's take a look.

What are you making of it?

Some sort of matter transfer device.

That would account for the beam of
light.

This must be a regenerator that
reassembles the molecular structure.

But what happened to the man?

I don't know, Will.

When he wants to contact us, he will.

I hope it's soon.

It'll depend on whether he's a friend or
an enemy.

Let's get back to the ship.

It seems we have visitors on this
planet.

Really? Did you see any of them, Dad?

No, but Will did.

Apparently they came in with equipment
on a major.

Metatransference again.

Oh. I wonder why they haven't come to
meet us.

Because their purpose is to destroy us,
that's why.

Our visitors are probably as concerned
about us as we are about them, Dr.

Dr. Smith programmed the robot to
compute the craft.

Well, is that so?

You've been underestimating my
capabilities, Dr. Robinson.

Never mind the back -slapping. Activate
the robot.

What can you tell us about the people
who have just landed on this planet?

It is indicated that they are warm
-blooded mammalians.

They are approximately 1 .8 meters in
height and weigh approximately

80 kilograms.

How many have arrived so far?

As yet, there is only one.

What about their respiratory system?

It is impossible to supply further data
from this subject.

That's all he can tell us.

Well, whoever they are, they've shown no
hostility to us.

And remember, we're to treat our
visitors with friendliness and kindness.

I particularly want to stress that point
to you, Dr. Smith.

I have no fear.

I shall roll out my red carpet and
regard them as royalty.

It seems that two more unexpected
problems have dropped in on us.

It's positively raining aliens.

If you were endowed with emotions, my
mechanical friend, you would no doubt be

filled with curiosity about why we're
here.

Well, I'll tell you.

We are going to the campsite of the
alien visitors.

The question's obvious. Why?

Because they are people of a superior
intellect, and so am I.

You have yet to answer the question.

One reason is that we have so much in
common.

They will get along well with me, and
I'll with them.

We can be of great help to each other.

One hand washing the other, as you have
said.

Exactly.

All right, my metallic crustacean.

Go back where you came from.

And you, my friend, you will await my
return.

Here.

How do you do? I'm Zachary Smith.

Uh, Dr. Zachary Smith.

Ah, well.

I suppose handshaking is not the custom
everywhere.

I want to speak to you about something
which is of the utmost urgency to us

both. If, uh, you'll permit me.

Now tell me, how many people do you
expect to land here?

How many will come?

I see thousands.

If only I could make you understand.

Now, please try to follow me carefully.

I want to help you.

I'm quite familiar with this planet. I
know all the rocks and caves on it.

You will require some kind of officers
in your government?

Men who know the territory and can
control the natives?

I would like to offer my services in
this capacity.

So sorry, my friend. I don't trust you
that much as yet.

If you take another step, I'll shoot.

Just remember, you started this fight.

that beam of light where are the others
who came with you

my name is will what's yours don't you
understand me

hey wait a minute i was only trying to
be

friends

He was just like us, except he dressed
differently.

You know something?

It's extremely possible that they came
here to accomplish what we originally

out to do.

You mean to find a planet suitable for
colonization?

Mm -hmm.

We know they require the same
atmospheric conditions we need.

I don't think we have anything to worry
about. The boy was real friendly.

Which only proves that you're too young
to be a good judge of character.

It so happens that I've just paid a
visit to the campsite of the enemy.

What do you mean, the enemy?

Their attitude was hardly what I would
consider hospitable.

Decidedly aggressive, as a matter of
fact.

Will met one of their boys. He had a
little trouble communicating with him.

I had no difficulty whatsoever.

For instance, I've learned that an
infinite number of their species are due

arrive. We will be a pitiful handful
against thousands dedicated to our

destruction.

I just can't believe it. I could tell we
liked each other.

An alien race, Will.

Their emotional responses could be the
direct opposite of our own. A laugh

mean deep hatred, while a frown could be
the friendliest of expressions.

That dismiss?

I don't want you to go near that
campsite again.

I don't know what that would have...
Now, they obviously know where we are.

And when they want to contact us, they
will.

In the meantime, there's every chance
that we can live in peace with them.

Provided we don't spoil it by acting
prematurely.

You're making a mistake.

We are dealing with a hostile,
aggressive people. We must act

Force is all they understand.

Smith, have you ever in your life had a
good thought?

I am a realistic man, Major.

Only a fool closes his eyes to the
truth.

But let's examine the situation, shall
we?

You think our visitors are friendly?

All right.

Suppose they are.

But how long do you think that will
last?

On the one hand, tens of thousands of
aliens, and on the other hand...

Eventually we will become the
curiosities.

Outlandish creatures to be pointed out
and stared at.

Freaks. Animals.

That's what we will appear to be to
them.

And then what do you think will happen?

They'll put us into cages.

Hurry, hurry, hurry. See the strange
creatures. Watch them eat, drink, sleep.

Only a quarter, folks.

Oh, Dr.

Smith, please do sit down and have some
dinner.

Thank you, no, madam.

Although I am a condemned man, I cannot
eat a hearty meal.

You wanna play catch?

You want me to throw it away?

You want me to keep it?

I appreciate your offer, but I really
can't accept it.

What's wrong?

There's a cave up ahead.

Maybe if you rest a while, you'll feel
better.

You know, Will should have been back by
now.

Oh, he'll be back any moment now.

You know, Will, he has to stop and
examine every rock formation he sees.

Well, I told him to be back in an hour.

Now, it's not like him to disobey me,
you know, unless... Unless something

happened, huh?

Oh, I'm just being a mother.

He's probably on his way home right now.

Darling?

Do you want me to go look for him?

No. No, I'm sure he's all right. It
wouldn't do any harm to go get him. I'll

call Don. We'll leave now.

All right.

Thank you, dear.

How do you feel?

It's getting dark out. Our parents will
be worried about us.

There's nothing we can do but wait.

It's getting late we better find will
before it gets dark

What time is it?

Nineteen hundred and thirty -two hours.

I mean the real time, not that
ridiculous space jargon.

It is thirty -two minutes past seven.

Well, past seven.

And our little will still hasn't
returned, eh?

One might almost suspect foul play.

Existing evidence does not bear out that
supposition.

Evidence? What do I care about evidence?

I need every tool at my disposal.

Those aliens will have us in cages if we
don't destroy them first.

Existing evidence does not... No, shut
up.

If the Robinsons were to believe that
their son was in the hands of the alien,

they might finally take the necessary
action.

Where emotion is involved, evidence is
not required.

Only the right word in the right ear at
the right time.

Don't look at me like that.

I do not look. I only stand.

You're probably thinking, what kind of
man would use a parent's love for his

preservation?

And you're exactly right.

My kind of man.

Dad will be back any minute. And we're
with him. I know it.

Well, well.

What a delightful picture.

Two of the loveliest ladies on this
planet, or any other planet for that

I seem to detect an aura of anxiety.

What seems to be the problem?

Will hasn't come back yet.

I presume the male members of this
household have gone off in search of

I'm sure they'll find him.

I add my fervent hopes to your own, dear
lady.

You know, Mrs. Robinson, you're an
admirable woman. A unique spirit, a

spirit from days of old.

Now, why do you say that?

Why? Because it's true.

Who knows what terrible misfortune has
befallen your young son.

Why, at this very moment, he may be in
the clutches of some sinister being

suffering indescribable torture.

Stop it! But do you weep? Do you bewail
the fate of your only male offspring?

Oh, no. Like the true Spartan woman, you
face adversity undaunted, unflinching.

There's no reason to believe that he's
at the alien camp.

Besides, they wouldn't harm him anyway.
He's only a little boy.

Who knows?

After all, they are beings from an
unknown world.

They might do nothing.

But on the other hand... Oh, I dare not
face the prospect.

Our only course of action is armed
confrontation with the enemy.

I'd like to offer a suggestion.

You're wasting your time, Major.

If you had asked me, I could have told
you where Will is.

Is that so?

Now, where would that be?

You know perfectly well.

He's at the alien campsite.

Just for once, Smith, keep your opinions
to yourself.

Well, well, temper. Ever since those
aliens landed, you've been telling us

great danger we're in. Well, maybe we
are, but until something happens, shut

Raising your voice does nothing to alter
the facts.

If Will is not at the alien camp, where
is he?

Shove off on it.

Your dinner's getting cold.

I'm not particularly hungry.

Neither am I.

I'll help you clean up, Mom.

Oh, that's all right, dear. You don't
need to.

It's all right. I don't mind.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Yeah, with no one I have a problem,
don't you?

It's an instinct all mothers have.

Come on, now, sit down. Tell me about
it.

Well, I was talking to Dr. Smith.

He says we're making a terrible mistake
by not going to the aliens' camp and

getting Will.

Is it?

Every minute we wait increases the
danger.

Well, I already know what Dr. Smith
thinks.

Is that all that's troubling you?

Mom, I think he's right.

Well, maybe he is.

I just don't know.

I talked to Judy about it.

She feels the same way I do.

I guess we better clear the table.

You go ahead and start.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

I'm not asleep.

I know you weren't.

I was just waiting for you to tell me.

I was thinking about Will.

So is everybody else.

Especially you.

John, maybe you should go to the alien
camp.

I thought of that, too.

One moment it's yes.

Next, no.

You see, if we were on Earth, I'd know
exactly how to handle this situation.

But in this alien world with alien
people and alien morality...

It'd be just too easy to make mistakes.

And I wouldn't want to do anything that
we'd all be sorry for later.

What are you doing up this late?

Trying to keep my mind off Will.

I know what you mean.

How's Maureen taking it?

About as well as could be expected.

She wants me to go to the alien camp.

You know, as much as I hate to admit it,
Smith could be right.

Well, then why haven't they tried
outright aggression before this?

Will said the boy he met appeared to be
friendly.

He didn't meet the parents.

No.

It seems that youngsters from everywhere
can get along. It's the adults who are

always at each other's throats.

What can we do?

Well, I hate to start a fight.

But if I have to, I will.

Look, it'll be dawn in a few hours. When
it is, we'll go to the camp.

Better get some sleep.

As soon as we leave, activate the force
field and leave it on. All right, I

will. This is ridiculous.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Wait, darling, and get a move on. I
protest most tenuously.

Professor Robinson, will you kindly
explain why it was necessary to wake me

from a sound sleep at this hour?

Well, we're going to the alien campsite.
I heartily approve the action.

But what has that to do with me? You're
going with us, Doctor.

Me? Uh -huh.

Did you say me?

I would need you to show us the way.

I could draw you a simple map.

No, no, no, no. Besides, three armed men
are better than two.

Armed? Well, you keep telling us how
dangerous they are, don't you?

You brought a gun for the good doctor?
That's right.

I'm a scientist, not a fighting man.

Well, then you can come along for moral
support.

But if there's trouble, I'll only be in
the way.

Dr. Smith, you're going with us.

Come along.

I'm going to try and get you home.

It's just beyond those rocks.

There it is.

All right, let's go.

Perhaps I should stay here and offer
protective cover.

You're coming with us, Dr. Smith.

All right, I'm going, I'm going.

I'll go on alone and try to communicate
with him.

And remember, no shooting unless he
starts.

Is he crazy?

He's at their mercy.

I'm looking for a boy.

A boy!

It doesn't seem to be going too well.

If there's any indication of danger,
we'll shoot.

Just take it easy.

I said no shooting. I saved your life.

You just lost your nerve.

What do we do now? I don't know.

It's coming from just ahead of us.

I'll be right back.

Where have you been?

I couldn't get back. The alien boy got
sick and I had to stay with him. None of

this would have happened if it hadn't
been for you.

I couldn't walk off and just leave him
alone, sir.

That's all right.

Where's the boy now?

I left him back there.

That doesn't alter the fact that we're
in danger of our lives.

The aliens don't want to fight. They
want their boy.

They must have thought we had him.

Yes, we thought they had Will.

How do we tell them we were both
mistaken?

I'm going to bring their boy back to
them.

No, you can't.

They'll think we had them all along.

They'll kill you.

I'll get the boy. And no matter what
happens this time, no shooting.

I'm going with you. No, go along.

Now, listen.

Somebody has to be out there with you in
case your ideas on Universal

Brotherhood don't work out.

Well, they'd better work out.

You know, Smith's right about one thing.

Before long, there'll be thousands of
them down here.

This is our only chance to survive with
them.

There were only some way we could talk
to them.

What are you doing?

I just want to be sure you don't make
things any worse than they already are.

I just wanna help you.

Don't be frightened.

I wanna help you.

What are you waiting for?

John said not to shoot.

Will, get out of here!

gone. I still think we could have done
something.

When you sneezed, Will, you contaminated
the air.

But the antibiotics cured my friend.

Sure. Until he catches the common cold
again.

You see, Will, the taurines have no
resistance to our diseases.

They had to go.

And they won't be back.

But I, for one, am glad to see them go.

What's that?

It's a ball. My friend gave it to me.

It's composed of some unknown substance.

Obviously it doesn't bounce.

Throw it, Dr. Smith.

Well, now what's supposed to happen?

The ball comes back to you.

It works.

Now you tell me.

Well, let's go.

Now get your ball, Will.

You see, Will, even as a boy your age, I
was determined to be a scientist.

Believe me, there is no worthier
ambition.

How gratifying it is to work for the
betterment of mankind, to strive for the

unattainable.

How about doing a little striving on
this engine?

I am a scientist, not a menial mechanic.

You're a four -star Goldberg, Smith.

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but your words can never harm me.

Maybe I can get past the results of this
one.

There is no need for belligerence. You
have my cooperation.

The bad unit is in the centrifugal
repressor, Don. I'll see if you can

it. I await your orders, Mon Capitan.

We have to put a new fuel pack in the
chariot.

Your wish is my command, sir.

It's over there.

Aye, aye, sir. And handle it carefully.

That fuel could explode on contact with
air.

Never fear.

Smith is here.

I don't know why we even bother with
him, Will.

Dr. Smith has some good qualities.

I'll get to find any.

I can't carry this thing by myself. Come
on, it's not that heavy.

Put it in the back of the chariot. I'll
hook it up later.

A man of my talents being used as a
beast of burden?

If you have no further use for me, I
shall return to my quarters on the

II. A great feeling of weariness seems
to have taken possession of my body.

You're always tired and hungry. That's
your natural state.

Tom, do you smell something?

The fuel pack.