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Last week, we left Dr. Smith dozing as
Will worked over the chariot. Will was

unaware that within moments, Dr.

Smith's carelessness would imperil all
their lives.

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 this
way.

Uh, 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.

Don? Do you smell something?

You all right? Yeah, I'm all right. I'm
all right.

What an unfortunate occurrence.

I told you to be careful with that fuel
cell.

I was.

It's not my fault that something went
wrong.

We could have all been killed because of
your stupidity.

If I had the intelligence of a goose,
I'd still be a genius compared to you.

Yeah, well, all that brain power you're
always talking about, it must be well

hidden because nobody ever notices it
except yourself.

I've had enough of these. All right,
that's enough.

That's enough.

Now, what's all this about?

Well, perhaps you can tell me.

I'm waiting for an answer, Will.

Well, Don asked Dr. Smith to get a new
fuel pack, and I guess it developed a

leak. Because of his carelessness.

It was an accident due to a
malfunctioning mechanism.

Well, I'm sure that's all it was, Dr.
Smith.

So why don't we just drop the whole
thing?

You're a very understanding man,
Professor Robinson.

And now, Dr. Smith, let's... Let's
discuss the accident at the hydroponic

garden. The garden?

Well, it was your responsibility this
week, wasn't it?

As a matter of fact, it was.

But I've been so busy... You haven't had
a chance to do anything about it.

That's very true.

I was just about to go over there, as a
matter of fact, when you arrived.

If you'll excuse me... No, no, no. Save
yourself a walk.

We don't have a farm anymore.

What happened to it?

It died of neglect.

Oh.

I'm terribly sorry.

Unfortunately, Dr. Smith, your being
sorry doesn't make up for lost food.

I don't know what to say.

Yeah, well, I do.

I don't know how the others feel, Smith,
but I'm fed up to the teeth with you.

Every time something goes wrong around
here, you're always at the bottom of it.

You're nothing but a troublemaker, and
the sooner we get rid of you, the better

off we'll all be.

Are those also your feelings, Professor
Robinson?

I see.

But there seems to be only one recourse
left for me.

I shall leave.

Immediately.

Let him go, Will.

Yeah, let him go.

Yes, dear?

Nothing. It was just a thought.

About Dr.

Smith?

Well, no one's forcing him to leave.

No one asked him to stay, either.

Couldn't you talk to Dad?

Talk to me about what?

You aren't really going to let him go,
are you? Of course I am.

You know how Dr. Smith is. He can't
shift for himself.

Well, he's a grown man, Will.

He has to learn about responsibility.

And without us to lean on, I think he's
going to learn rapidly.

Here he is now.

I took the liberty of borrowing a rifle.

However, if you would prefer that I
venture forth into the unknown without

protection whatsoever, I'll leave it
here.

You're more than welcome to it, Dr.
Smith.

You're extremely generous, sir.

Dr. Smith.

I am.

I packed you some food.

Thank you, but I cannot accept.

What I am being forced to do, I must do
alone and without aid of any kind.

Well, it's time for my exile.

I'll take leave of you now.

There's absolutely no use pleading or
protesting. I've made my decision.

Take care of yourself, Doctor.

Bless you for the thought, my boy.

Well... Farewell.

Good luck, sir.

Take your elbows off the table dear.

This couldn't sleep, Dad.

Worried about Dr. Smith?

Are you sure he'll be all right, sir?

Oh, he's probably fast asleep right now.

Which is where you should be.

Who's out there?

Who's out there, I say?

Come out or I'll shoot.

If only this night would come to an end.

I know I won't sleep a wink.

Dr. Smith.

Oh, Will.

You startled me.

I brought you some breakfast.

Oh, most kind of you, my boy.

But as an expert woodsman, I find no
difficulty living off the land.

I dined very well last night.

It's only some fresh -baked rolls and
jam.

Despite the fact that I'm not
particularly hungry, I cannot see good

wasted. I'll force myself to eat.

Mmm.

Mmm, that's good.

Did you have a good night?

Splendid. Slept like a baby without a
care in the world.

Dad said you'd be fine.

You didn't pick too good a spot for a
camp, though.

I didn't?

What's wrong with it?

For one thing, it's downhill.

And if it rains, you'll be flooded.

Oh.

Regretfully, breakfast is over.

What are you doing, Will?

Getting you packed.

We've got to find a new campsite.

An excellent suggestion, my boy.

Together, we will venture forth into the
wilderness.

Come along.

Forward.

Well,

this seems to be a suitable spot. I
don't think you'll find any water here.

All I want at this moment is some rest.

Come on, Dr. Smith. We'll find the right
campsite soon.

I certainly hope so.

It's the wreck of an old spaceship.

I'll bet it crashed here centuries ago.

Let's go explore it.

Some other time, Will.

We still have to find a place for me to
live, remember?

Isn't that a place for you to live?

I seriously doubt it.

However, let's have a look.

After you, my boy.

What happened to its occupants?

Considering our past experiences with
aliens, I prefer not to conjecture.

Hardly will I recall home, sweet home.

It won't be so bad after you clean it up
some.

I wonder where that door leads to.

There's only one way to find out.

Try it.

No matter.

Well, shall we put my new house in
order?

I'd like to stay, but I have to be
getting back.

Yes, I suppose you do.

But you can stay a few minutes longer,
can't you?

Nobody knows I'm here. Just a little
while.

You won't have to work. I'll do it and
you can watch.

All right.

My dear boy, you have the soul of an
angel.

Now, you just make yourself comfortable
and I'll start putting things to rights.

I might as well lend you a hand.

You're a good chap.

Now, let's start with the bedroll, shall
we?

There we are.

There we are. Now, roll it out.

I wonder what that is.

Doesn't look broken at all.

Who knows or cares?

Throw it away.

Hey, Dr. Smith, how do I look?

Like the school dunce at Halloween.

Now stop wasting time.

Oh, you know, Will, I could eat a few
more of those rolls you brought me for

breakfast. I wouldn't mind having
something to eat myself.

It seems to be some sort of alien food.

Where did it come from?

Oh, no.

That couldn't be.

Dr.

Smith, the machine couldn't have had
anything to do with getting that food,

could it?

We're on a planet where anything is
possible, Will.

I wonder if we dare to try it again.

Will, think of something you'd like to
have more than anything else.

I don't know. There are a lot of things.
Well, concentrate on one of them.

Well, I'd like to have a bicycle, but
the ground's not smooth here.

And I've been wanting a photographic
microscope.

Apples! That's what I like most. I like
the kind we have at home. All right.

Think about apples.

Hard. I sure would like some apples.

have a wonderful instrument in our
possession.

However, until we fully explore the full
potential of this miraculous machine,

we must tell no one.

I don't understand.

Eat some apples, my boy. Eat as many as
you wish.

Before we reveal our finds, we must be
sure there's no danger involved.

When we are satisfied, then we'll tell
all the others.

Are you sure, Doctor?

Absolutely.

Believe me, I'm doing this for the good
of all of us. And remember, this is to

be our little secret.

Eat the apples, my boy.

An apple.

Is it real?

It seems to be.

But we don't grow apples.

Where did it come from?

I found it in Will's room.

Where did he get it?

I don't know.

But I intend to find out.

Well, don't let it happen again, dear.

Here, you can help yourself.

Thanks, but I'm not very hungry.

He's sick.

Maybe he's, uh... Maybe he's full of
apples.

You want to tell us about it?

I can't.

Can't?

It's a secret between me and Dr. Smith.

Oh, I see.

You gave him your word.

No, sir.

But it's understood between us. If you
didn't give your word, you're not

violating a confidence will.

Especially when it concerns Smith.

All right.

I guess I'd better start at the
beginning.

Dr. Smith and I were looking for a new
campsite when we found this wrecked

spaceship. A what? A wrecked spaceship.

Fill my cup till it runneth over.

Nectar of the gods.

To the good life, my mechanical
magician.

Hi, Doctor.

William. What a delightful surprise.

Where have you been keeping yourself?

I've been sort of busy, sir. Well,
you're here now, and that's all that

Come closer, come closer.

Golly.

A few simple conveniences, quite
necessary for survival in the

I had to tell my father about the
machine, Dr. Smith.

Oh.

No harm done.

I would have informed him myself,
eventually.

Now, what about a piece of delicious
French pastry?

Can't make up your mind?

I was just thinking about Penny and Judy
and everyone else.

So?

It wouldn't be fair for me to have cake
when they couldn't. A noble gesture, but

hardly realistic.

Here,

my boy.

Dessert for tonight's dinner.

Compliments of Zachary Smith.

Thank you, sir.

You know, Will, I've missed you.

It's been very lonely here without you.

You could have come to see me.

I've been banished, remember?

Is that the only reason you stayed away?

I don't quite follow you, my boy.

You said all you wanted to do was check
out the machine.

That's exactly what I've been doing.

For four days?

Well, you see, science is a matter of
trial and error.

I had to be sure there was no danger.

Have you found any?

There are certain problems.

But as soon as they're ironed out...
When will that be?

Eventually, my boy, eventually.

What you really mean is never, don't
you, sir?

Now, Will, what a thing to say.

I fully intend to bring the machine to
the family.

Don said now that you had the machine,
you didn't need us anymore.

Surely you don't believe that?

He said all you cared about was
yourself.

That's not true.

Then why are you keeping the machine?

I don't think I want the pastry anymore.

I sort of lost my appetite for it.

And I'm sure the rest of the family
would feel the same way.

Goodbye, sir.

Will? Will?

Wait a moment.

You still thinking about Dr. Smith?

Try to forget him, Will. He's really not
worth the effort.

I know he was always doing things that
were wrong, but underneath, I like him,

that's all.

A most flattering remark, William.

Will, isn't anyone going to welcome the
prodigal's return?

What do you want?

Now, is that a way to greet Santa Claus?

Particularly when he has gifts for you
all.

You mean you're going to give us the
machine, Doctor?

It was always my intention.

You misjudged me, Will.

Now, wait a minute. There's a catch in
this somewhere.

From you, I expect suspicion.

However, I'm about to do something for
you that will dispel all your petty

doubts. And what would that be?

With the aid of this incredible machine.

I'm going to create another complete
Jupiter II, which will carry us safely

through the heavens and back to Earth.

Gee.

This will be an absolute triumph.

Only my superior intellect, combined
with this machine, could accomplish such

monumental feat.

Stand back, everyone.

I wouldn't want you to be crushed when
it materializes.

Jupiter to bring me another complete
Jupiter to

appear it

wasn't easy but there's nothing there

I can't understand it it's always

worked before Very good, Dr. Smith. Now,
have you any other fairy tales to tell

us?

Look.

I guess you didn't think big enough.

Apparently, the machine's capacity is
limited.

However, let us all remember, good
things come in small packages.

Thought impulses are picked up by the
headset and transformed into high

electrical waves.

Then what's the procedure?

Sonaric waves are then fused with a
radioactive center in the machine.

What causes the thought process to
materialize in reality?

Cannot compute.

Programming data insufficient.

How our little miracle worker functions
is of no importance. It works, and

that's all that interests me.

I know how the machine works.

You do, huh?

Yes, it's exactly like an Aladdin's
lamp. Instead of rubbing it, you just

of what you want.

We're trying to find a scientific
explanation, and you give us fairy

It's a thought translator. That's what
it is. The trouble with you, William

Robinson, is you have no imagination.

I don't care what you say. It's still a
wishing machine.

Theory and conjecture.

Nonsense and jabberwocky.

We have the gift horse. Let us not
examine its mouth too closely.

Well, did you find out anything?

Only how abysmally ignorant we are.

Well, if you've finished with the
machine, I'd like to borrow it. I want

up something extra special for supper.

An excellent idea, Mrs. Robinson.

The machine hasn't been used today, so
there's really no problem.

What do you mean, no problem?

Well, for some reason, the Aladdin's
lamp, as Penny called it, functions only

twice a day.

Oh, really? I thought it could be used
over and over.

Aren't two miracles a day sufficient?

Go ahead, my dear.

Order your dinner.

Unless, of course, Professor Robinson
would like to have the first wish.

No, no, you go on ahead.

I'm afraid I'm a practical man, and
somehow I don't believe that you can get

something for nothing.

Is that your will?

Give me a power rest, will you?

Why don't you come out and get it, Don?

Oh!

I mean, wow.

Where did you get that breath?

You like it? I like it.

Like I said, wow.

I got it through the thought machine.

Oh. And now you can take me for a walk.

It was Judy's turn yesterday.

It's mine today.

All you want is some goofy tape
recorder. And all you want is some

equipment. Science is more important
than music.

It worked for her, so it wouldn't be any
science.

If Dr. Smith would say nonsense, it's
double nonsense.

Now, stop it a minute. Will, stop it.
Now, don't tug anymore. Now, wait.

Now, wait a minute.

Now, we both can't use the machine, so
why don't we let Dad decide?

All right, by me.

You go ask right back and don't you go
anywhere? Oh, don't worry. I won't

She tricked me.

Just as soon as I left, she used the
thought machine.

And you think that Penny should be
punished for this outrage?

I sure do.

Maybe she should lose her turn a couple
of times. That would teach her a good

lesson. That sounds like a good idea,
Will, but there's just one thing wrong

with it.

They'd more than likely be a fight among
the family for who gets Penny's turns.

She was listening to her tapes.

Oh, you should hear them, Deb. They're
absolutely wonderful.

Bach and Mozart and Beethoven.

Well, I won't argue with your choice,
but... Do you have anything there by

Deceit?

Deceit? I don't think I've ever heard of
that composer.

Oh, perhaps you don't recognize the
name.

Maybe these names will help.

Cheat.

Lie. Trick.

Do you recognize the composer, or do I
have to go on?

No, sir.

Come here.

I'm very disappointed in you.

You've sacrificed your moral principles
for something material.

You lost far more than you gained.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Yes, sir, and I'm very sorry.

Well, then I don't have to tell you. I
don't ever want you to do that again.

Here come Judy and Don.

You wanted to talk to them, too. Yes, I
do.

Sit down.

Hi. What's going on?

We're having a family conference. Join
us.

Bye, Don.

I suppose you've put the new repressor
on the chariot.

Well, I... It was my fault.

I asked Don to take me for a walk.

Well, you were supposed to be working in
the hydroponic garden.

And Will, weren't you supposed to be
helping Don?

Will, does anyone care to make a
comment?

all right, then I will.

And it can be summed up in three words.

The thought machine.

Well, I guess maybe we've all been
relying on it too much, John, but... But

work when the machine can do it for you?

Well, up to now, this family's been
getting along very well.

We have respect and love for one
another.

And you cannot wish for those things
with that.

Now we get this machine that makes
dreams come true.

And instead of making us happier, it
sows the seeds of discontent, mistrust,

indolence.

I said a machine that makes dreams come
true.

Nightmares can also be dreams.

I'm afraid your services will be
severely curtailed, my mechanical

The thought machine has made you
obsolete.

Obsolete? Old -fashioned.

Outmoded. No longer in fashion.

Exactly. However, you may still be
utilized as a menial or a servant,

Ah, Professor Robinson.

You have the thought machine. Is there
something you want?

There definitely is.

And what is that?

I want you to get rid of it.

Are you suggesting that I destroy our
Garden of Eden?

Well, if you don't, I will.

You'll do no such thing. I won't allow
it.

I don't think you have any choice, Dr.
Smith.

This machine is mine. You have no right
to harm it.

I do when it endangers our welfare.

Very well.

Then I'll take it away.

I'll go back to the old derelict.

That, of course, is your privilege.

I'll leave in the morning.

And if you don't mind, I'll take the
robot with me as a servant companion.

Your precious machine can supply all the
companionship you need.

The robot stays here.

Who needs them?

I can get along by myself.

Refuse him to give me the robot, indeed.

I can get along without him, too.

Hmm.

I have the thought machine, and I can
have anything I want.

All I have to do is think, and... It's
mine.

See you, Mona.

I would like some coffee, but... I'm too
tired.

Of course, if I had a servant...

I say, Zachary, would you like a
servant?

Yes, Zachary, you would like a servant.

I'd like a servant to bring me some
coffee.

Why are you still blinking? You heard my
command?

I'd like a servant to bring me some
coffee.

Coffee.

Two lumps.

Two lumps.

Get

away,

Ray. Get away.

I did ask for a servant to bring me some
coffee.

Well, this promises to be very
interesting.

I'll have a bit of cream with those
tulips.

You may serve me now.

I said you may serve me now.

How dare you disobey?

Don't forget, I created you.

I am the master and you are the servant.

You want the machine?

Oh, no.

It's mine!

I don't understand it.

ago, this fruit was perfectly fresh.

Is the permafood unit still working?

Yes, it's working well, but even if it
had stopped working, the fruit wouldn't

go bad that quickly.

Well, there must be some logical
explanation.

Mother, look at me.

This is the dress I got from Dr. Smith's
machine.

Oh, Judy.

Another thing from the thought machine
gone bad.

I'll bet everything we got from that
boat machine is no longer usable.

Not that I'm sorry it happened. I'd just
like to know why.

Maybe everything we thought of had a
time limit.

Well, then why did everything go sour at
once?

When things go bad for no logical
reason, I've always got an answer.

Smith. I hope nothing happened to him.
Don't worry about him, Will. The bad

penny always... Help! Help!

Here he is now.

Help! Help!

I've got to turn on the force for you.

Now at least we're safe.

Safe from what?

Dad, don't!

He seems to be asking for something.

He wants my machine.

Can you imagine anything more
unreasonable?

Patrick better explain what this is all
about.

I had a bad idea.

And this time I'm definitely not at
fault.

That I don't believe.

All I did was ask for a servant to bring
me some coffee.

Hardly an impossible demand.

Then what happened?

Then, for some strange reason, the
thought machine didn't function.

Instead... This creature appeared, and
its attitude was decidedly hostile.

What happened to the thought machine?

It's hidden in a safe place.

Smith, I want you to give the alien what
it wants.

I will not.

The machine is mine, and I intend to
keep it. Very well, Dr. Smith.

Don, turn off the force field. Right.

That alien has no quarrel with us.

His argument's with you, so I suggest
that you settle it. I'm shutting off the

force field.

Wait.

I'll give up the machine.

I thought your good judgment would
prevail.

First thing tomorrow morning. Now!

But that thing is still out there!

No, it's not, Doctor. It's gone.

He's hiding.

Waiting for us.

I know it. I know it.

I'm turning it off.

If I make a terrible mistake, we'll all
be destroyed!

We shouldn't be long, but keep the force
field on till we get back. I will.

Please, let's turn back before it's too
late.

We're getting the machine.

The machine is in there.

We'll get it.

Here it is.

I've, uh... I've given the matter some
additional thought, and I've decided to

keep the machine in my possession after
all.

Uh... One of these days soon, we'll be
returning to Earth, and this machine is

going back to the derelict spaceship
where the alien can find it.

It's the machine, Dr. Smith.

Give it to him.

I won't.

He'll kill me. My friend.

Will, you take it.

He didn't harm me. He didn't harm me.

That vindictive... creature.

He took everything back.

He must still be in there.

Will, don't!

He's gone and I couldn't be happier.

The alien meant only good.

Dad, I don't understand.

Why did the alien give us things and
then decide to take them back?

Because Dr. Smith asked for too much.

You know, he could have had anything he
wanted.

But like most people, it wasn't enough.
He wanted more.

When he tried to create a slave, the
alien realized this.

That addictive creature.

He would have stayed, Doctor.

We made him leave because we were
selfish.

He must have really hurt.

All personnel will leave launch pad area
immediately.

All personnel will leave launch pad area
immediately.

Launch pad area clear.

Why can't we watch from outside?

That rocket may be small, but there's
enough hyper -energy fuel in there for a

real blast.

Commence final countdown.

Ten, nine...

I hope somebody finds your message this
time. One of them's about to land

somewhere. This better be it. It's your
sixth try.

Four, three, two, one.

Liftoff.

When will the rockets fire?

At 1 ,000 feet automatically.

Is that when the pull of gravity ends?

No, but every bit helps.

You're learning.

What do you mean, learning?

I know all about gravity.

Come on, let's go see what my balloon's
doing to it.

Space probe altitude 200 feet.

Space probe altitude 300 feet.

It won't be long now.

Where do you think it'll land?

Shipwrecked sailors don't know where
their notes and bottles land when they

them into the ocean.

They just hope somebody finds them and
gets the message.

Space probe altitude 500 feet.

Space probe altitude 700 feet.

It'll fire any second now.

Space probe altitude 900 feet.

Space probe altitude 1 ,000 feet.

What's holding it?

It's coming this way. It's coming this
way.

Space probe out of control.