All language subtitles for Lost in Space s03e22 The Flaming Planet

I've altered our course by four degrees.

Good. That should give us a clear flight
path for at least 24 hours.

Well, going on the assumption, of
course, we aren't hit by a wild comet or

falling star or plow into some unknown
asteroid.

You amaze me, Major West, worrying about
normal occupational hazards like that.

Say, where's the robot?

He was supposed to compute our radial
reactor.

Oh, Smith said he needed him for a few
minutes on a project of major

Yeah, I can imagine.

Careful.

Careful! Careful, you incompetent
imbecile! Not too much water. Give this

Give it here.

Indeed, I raised this plant from a tiny
cutting. I have mothered it to its

present size.

There is no need for concern, Dr. Smith.

Unlike yourself, I have excellent
judgment. Have you indeed?

Among the other members of this
expedition, I am held in high esteem.

even say they regard me with deep
affection.

Hold your tongue, you bumptious
braggart. You'll pop a rivet. Stand

Stand aside!

There are many good reasons, Dr. Smith,
why I am so well liked.

I am honest, kind, gentle, courteous,
brave, self -sacrificing, and a real

guy. And a real great goose.

Dr. Smith, if you're done with the
robot, can I... What's the trouble,

This plant.

You know Dad's orders. No one's supposed
to bring any kind of vegetation of

alien kind on the ship.

I recall your father's edict very well
indeed, but surely it does not apply to

this innocent little orange tree.

Besides, Dr. Smith is its mother.

If you quote me, quote accurately,
Boobie, that is not what I said.

Dr. Smith, I'm not so sure that's an
orange tree.

Oh, William, of course it's an orange
tree. Any day now, a great crop of

luscious Valencia oranges will burst
forth.

But space radiation can affect any
plant's photosynthesis process.

We don't know what that might turn into.

You might be placing us all in deadly
danger.

You're both making much ado over
nothing.

Well, just the same. When Don sees it,
he's going to throw it overboard.

Will he indeed?

And you with it.

To please you, William, I shall get rid
of the plant immediately.

Now you're talking.

Oh, can I please take the robot?

As far as I am concerned, you may take
him and lose him. This parting brings an

end to horror. Let us hope we do not
meet tomorrow.

Be gone, booby.

How ridiculous.

As if a harmless little citrus plant
could be anything but a fountain of

delicious orange juice.

They're all jealous of my horticultural
ability. All of them.

Jealous. Jealous.

Looks like some kind of radiation belt.

It must be a galactic phenomenon.

It's a phenomenon.

Where you are?

I'm covering radiation shock waves.

Can't we order our course?

We don't have enough time. Whatever it
is, we're going to have to take a chance

and fly right through it.

Better warn the children.

due to this condition.

The good doctor is only paralyzed with
fear.

Silence, Lily. Why shouldn't I be?

There's just so much a man can stand.

Man?

Spare me the asinine aside, you
insensitive idiot.

I've suffered a severe emotional shock.

I'm terribly sorry, Dr. Smith.

Thank you, William. My entire nervous
system has been damaged. I shall require

at least 24 hours to recuperate.
William, dear boy, would you see to it

dinner is served in my quarters?

All right.

You can go a brick later, Smith. Right
now I've got a lot of repair work to do.

Believe me, Major, I am beyond physical
effort of any kind.

I don't want to have to tell you again.

Move. But I need a little time in order
to recover from my recent experience.

Smith.

Very well, Major, but you will regret
it.

Denying an exhausted man a little peace
and quiet, cold and cruel you are.

All right, Smith. Now don't mind the
compliments. I'll meet you on the upper

deck in 30 seconds.

30 seconds indeed.

That's it for then.

System A's all right.

I'd say we were lucky. Only minor
damage.

Let's try system B. Right. Oh, that's
steady.

Smith,

give me an R -14 transistor unit,
please.

I think the ship is burning up. What?

I think the ship is burning up.

Well, what are you going to do?

Nothing to worry about.

There's no danger.

Our hull picked up some electroactive
waves going through the radiation belt.

That'll burn off in a few hours.

How nice.

Are you all right?

In reply to your question, I must tell
you, I have reached a point beyond any

feeling at all.

All right, Smith.

We get the idea. You're tired, right?

You're quite wrong, Major. I am
completely and utterly exhausted.

Well, then, perhaps you'd better get
some rest.

Perhaps I'd better. Bless you.

You know that whole routine was an act.

Yeah, tell me about it, Don.

Smith, dinner's ready.

Dr.

Smith, wake up!

Oh, William, get away from me, you
loathsome thing.

William, what is it?

It's your orange tree, Dr. Smith. Space
radiation must have mutated it.

Boy, it's a good thing I decided to wake
you up. Oh, William, I'm indeed

grateful. How terrible it is. That thing
was going to attack me, and I raised it

from nothing.

I wouldn't say it was attacking you. It
looked kind of affectionate.

Affectionate. Affectionate.

Do you really think so, William?

Well, that doesn't change the fact that
you promised to get rid of it. I fully

intended to, William, but you see, we
encountered the radiation belt and it

slipped my mind.

Well, I think I'd better go tell Dad and
Don.

William, there is no reason to act in
haste. After all, we discovered the

before any appreciable harm could be
done.

I'm quite sure that we can handle the
situation.

without involving the others.

I don't know.

There is really no problem, believe me.

I promise to dispose of this thing
immediately.

Well... All right. But you're going to
have to put it through the jet exhaust

it'll burn up.

No sooner off your tongue than it is
done. Now run along and have your

I'll join you in a trice.

Pity. In season, we could have had
oranges as big as watermelons.

an affectionate little devil, aren't
you?

Here's our position, and this is where
we're going. How many days did Dad say

it'd take us to get there?

About ten.

Sure is a long time from now.

Why didn't Dad select this galaxy?

Look, it's much closer.

True. But the chances of finding an
advanced civilization in any of these

worlds is pretty slim.

Yeah. I suppose so.

Penny? What's wrong?

Nothing. Everything's just fine.

Penny?

Well, it's just that now we're back in
space, I'm anxious to go home.

All of us feel the same way, Penny.

Yeah, but we're so close.

Oh, sure we are. Just ten million miles
away. Give or take a few million.

Oh, Judy, you know what I mean.

Of course I do.

But let's not rush things. We'll get
home.

You know the old Chinese proverb.

A journey of a thousand miles starts
with one step.

All right, I'll try to curb my
impatience.

Something's wrong with the air
ventilation system.

Get Dad and Dawn.

Stabilizing units over here.

Switch them off and turn on two
accelerators.

How long do you think you can keep us
steady on secondaries?

A couple of hours, I think.

Do you think you can find and fix what's
wrong by then, Dad?

We'd better, Judy.

What happens if you don't?

With Jupiter, too, we'll just start
rolling over and over like a ball.

The arrow balance meter indicates all
our intake ducts are closed.

Well, it's strange we couldn't have
picked up anything in space.

It doesn't make sense.

Distribution and balance seems to be
resting directly on top of the Jupiter.

Look! That of a plant group.

Now we know what's shutting off the air
ducts. But we've been traveling in space

for hours. How could a plant attach
itself to the spaceship?

That's a good question, Judy.

Oh, sadness, oh sorrow.

It never occurred to me that anything as
terrible as this would happen.

All this extra work is your fault.

Will told you to dispose of that plant
through the jet exhaust.

Yes, I know he did, but it was so heavy,
so like the prize idiot, you sent it

out into space through the escape hatch.
Believe me, Major, I never thought for

a moment it would attach itself to the
Jupiter.

I'm truly sorry, really, I am.

Unfortunately, your regrets don't help
the situation now.

It wasn't all Dr. Smith's fault. I'm
responsible, too.

Yes, you are, son.

You should have reported the finding of
that plant immediately.

Does anyone have any suggestions?

Perhaps I can be of service, Professor
Robinson.

Unless you have some idea of how to get
that plant off this ship.

My computers indicate the plant is
clinging to the ship because it believes

Smith to be its mother.

Tackle tail.

Oh, no. Now I've heard everything.

Unfortunately, I have no ready solution,
but I can give you some further

information. All right, let's have it. I
have computed the performance range of

our auxiliary stabilizers. They will
function for 38 minutes and 10 seconds.

If the intake ducts are not cleared of
the plant growth before that time, we

will all perish.

Forgive me for revealing such depressing
information.

38 minutes and 10 seconds old.

There must be some way out of this.

Doc!

Give me a reading of the atmospheric
density of that planet down there.

About 30 pounds per square inch.

That just might do it.

What's the plan?

Destroy the plant if we're lucky.

Take her down.

John, wait a minute.

That robot might have something.

The plant seems to have some kind of
intelligence.

You might be right.

It moved up when I said destroy it.

Let's go.

This is madness, Professor.

You'll destroy us all.

I'm fully aware of the danger, Doctor.

Who knows what horrid alien life forms
may exist down there.

We have one chance, Dr. Smith. If Dad's
plan works, our entry into the planet's

atmosphere will set the vegetation on
the ship afire, killing it.

And possibly us into the bargain.

Suppose the gravitational pull of this
unknown world is too strong for us. In

that case, Smith, your miserable life
will come to a merciful end.

We'll be entering the planet's
atmosphere in a few moments.

The radio. Someone's trying to contact
us.

Match our wavelength to theirs. Yes,
sir.

This is the Jupiter II space expedition
from Earth. Come in.

This is the Jupiter... You are about to
enter a restricted zone.

Alter your flight pattern immediately
and leave the area.

We repeat, this is a restricted zone.

Give me the mic, son.

This is John Robinson from the planet
Earth.

We're having some trouble up here. We
must enter your atmosphere.

A final warning.

Leave this area at once.

Do not attempt to enter our atmosphere,
or you will be destroyed.

We've got to make an entry. This is an
emergency.

Stop sending.

Dan, look at those blips.

I wonder what they are.

We'll find out soon enough.

We'd better take that advice from our
unfriendly host.

Danger! Danger!

There they are!

Oh, dear.

Did you know that I once studied to be
an architect?

Oh, that's much too dangerous a
profession, Major.

You'd fall off a 40 -story building and
whammo, that's it. Yeah, I know what you

mean.

The Adams, why would they want to attack
us? We told them we were friendly. Oh,

William.

In a hostile environment of space, there
are no reasonable explanations.

Well, it could have been a mistake, Dr.
Smith. We're not positive they heard our

radio message.

That's a possibility, son.

Why don't you try to contact them again?

Well, gentlemen, what are we going to
do?

We cannot enter the environment of that
hostile planet, and we do not have the

time to try and reach another one.

Well, we still have a little time, Dr.
Smith.

Hardly an optimistic outlook, if you
would like my opinion.

We don't like it. We don't want to hear
it, Smith.

Spare me your bullying tactics, Mater.
You cannot frighten me.

I shall say whatever I please whenever
it pleases me.

Look.

We've got enough troubles without you
two acting like a couple of overgrown

schoolboys. He started it.

Well, I'm going to finish it. Doctor, go
to your quarters.

I believe I shall.

It will be a distinct pleasure to leave
the presence of this militant moron.

This is the Jupiter II space expedition
from Earth. We're requesting permission

to land on your planet.

I repeat, this is the Jupiter II. We're
in desperate shape. Do you think we

could land?

I guess that answers our question. What
do we do now?

An immediate decision is essential.

The mass of the monster plant outside is
growing with every moment.

We take her down. What about the
warning?

Well, that's a chance we'll have to
take. Maybe we can burn off the plant

they launch another missile at it.

You and the robot go below, Will. Yes,
sir.

Try third gyro.

Gyro regulator is reading 162 .6.

Check. Right there.

There it is again.

Robot's right. It's getting bigger.

We haven't got a minute to lose.

Try four more points.

Atmosphere entry in nine seconds.

Eight.

Seven. Six.

Five.

Four. Three.

Two.

One. Entry.

Give me a cockpit reading on the outer
hull temperature.

1 ,200 degrees.

1 ,600 degrees.

2 ,400 degrees and still climbing.

I think it's working.

Skin temperature, 4 ,000 degrees.

Nothing could survive that.

The ducts are clear.

No indication of outside mass attached
to ship.

All right, let's get out of here while
we can.

Rick for emergency lighting.

That kind of laser beam from that planet
below drained all our power.

We're like sitting ducks up here. Why
don't they just knock us over?

Well, that beam and all those missiles
came from one attack area.

Our orbit's taking us out of range.

How long before we can recharge and get
out of here?

We'll need 20 hours, full recharge.

That'll give us enough power to reach
escape velocity?

There's only one problem.

In 11 hours, our orbit's going to take
us right over that attack area again.

Yes? Major West.

Oh, come in.

I want to talk to you, Smith.

It's quite important.

Very well, proceed.

We're still trying to make contact with
the planet.

So far, no luck.

Something has to be done.

And we have to do it.

Did you say we, Major?

Someone has to go down to that planet
and convince them we're not their

And how do you propose to accomplish
this miraculous mission?

Do we grow wings and fly?

No.

By using the space pod, we can get to
the attack area before the Jupiter II.

You see, the pod's small enough to go
undetected.

That's a splendid idea, Major. I suggest
you go along, and my blessings go with

you. I'm glad you approved, Dr. Smith,
because you're going with me.

I am?

Oh, we'll have a much better chance of
success if there are two of us.

Well, much as I would like to accept
your kind invitation, Major, I'm afraid

you'd better look for somebody else, you
see.

By nature, I am not exactly suited for
this particular type of work.

You're the most expandable of the whole
group, and you're going with me.

Thank you, no.

My mind is made up.

I'm sorry, Dr. Smith, but I just can't
take no for an answer.

You're quite right, Major.

Two heads are better than one.

I shall be delighted to accompany you.

Indeed. Forcing me to leave without
saying goodbye to my dear friends?

You're a cold callous man.

We'll be back before they know it. I
fear they will never see me again.

What a dismal and desolate place.

There's no sign of habitation anywhere.

Peter, I suggest we return to our
spaceship.

Those missiles didn't fire themselves,
Smith. We're not alone on this planet.

Come on.

Peter! The space pod is going to take
off. Stop it.

Let me go. Let me go.

Red, come back here.

Look, Major, it's gone.

Do you realize we are marooned on this
most second planet? Why didn't you try

stop it? Because I deliberately set the
remote control system so it would return

to the Jupiter II.

Right now, Smith, we're expendable. No
sense in sacrificing the vital piece of

equipment along with us now, is there?

Oh, good heavens, I'm trapped here with
a madman. Now, you just take it easy,

Smith. As far as we're concerned, the
space pod has served its purpose.

Now, let's see. If the Robinsons want a
return to this planet, they'll be able

to. Why, don't you understand that?

I understand that.

And suppose we wish to rejoin them.

Well, Smith, old boy, in that case,
we've burned our bridges behind us.

Now, we've got three hours before the
Jupiter II passes over here.

Come on, let's find those aliens who
don't like us.

I can't see a living thing.

There was never any life on this planet.

You're wrong again, Smith, and I can
prove it.

From the looks of this skull, animals
greatly resembling our own once

this planet.

Well, take it away. You know how
sensitive I am.

Let's take a look over here.

Major, I'm completely exhausted.

My delicate back is a disaster area. I
must rest.

All right, you stay here. I'll take a
look behind those rocks.

Oh, dear.

This whole thing is an incredible wild
goose chase.

What is it now, Smith? Over there.

Look.

All right, I'm looking.

He was here just a moment ago.

Smith, you better take hold of yourself.
You're beginning to slip. I am not

imagining things. He was an old man.

and he was looking directly at me.

All right, all right. Maybe there was
someone here, but he's gone now.

Now, there's a cave over there behind
those rocks. Let's go investigate.

It's an excellent idea.

Why don't you run along, and I shall
wait for you here.

Smith, am I going to have to drag you
along with me? There's no need for both

us to go.

Well, I wouldn't want to leave you here
alone in this dangerous place.

How very considerate of you.

He was here, right here, and I saw him.
I did.

I beg you to reconsider. We could be
placing ourselves in deadly peril.

Which would you rather face, Smith?
What's inside there or me?

Let us proceed.

It doesn't look like anyone's been in
here for a long, long time.

I wonder who lived here.

I am not in the least bit interested.

Major!

Help me up.

Hear then the story of this ancient
world.

In the beginning, the planets fought
among themselves.

For 10 ,000 years, civilizations battled
with each other.

And then the Sobrams appeared, a race
whose sole enjoyment was the making of

war.

They had created an indestructible
planet capable of moving through the

at will.

But if the world of the Sobrams was
indestructible, they themselves were

They fought to their own extinction.

Now, nothing remains of this warrior
race except this world.

And the history you have heard.

But if there aren't almost two rams, who
fired those missiles at us?

I don't know.

But no matter how it was done, we've got
to find those missile launchers and

destroy them.

Let's look in there.

Come on.

I can't get down.

I just can't figure out why Dr. Smith
would volunteer to go down on that

with Don.

It is completely against Dr. Smith's
normal behavior pattern of stark terror.

If we could find the means that Don used
to convince him, we should bottle it.

How are we going to find this place?

The servo mechanism sent the home in on
the exact spot the pod took off from.

Touchdown should be within 20 seconds.

Well, we found what we were looking for.

Those are missile launching tubes.

Then I suggest we destroy them
immediately and relay the information

others. You know something, Smith?

Once in a while, you do come up with a
good idea.

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you shoot?

I can't seem to pull the trigger.

Try.

Put away that weapon.

It is useless here.

My dear sir, we meant you no harm.

All we would like is your permission to
leave.

I know all about your problem.

You do?

Yes, I've been observing you.

Well, since you're aware of our
situation, I'll get right to the point.

We can be away from here in 15 hours if
you'll allow us to continue our orbit

around this planet without firing.

I might, provided you agree to my terms.

Anything, sir.

Anything. Smith!

Let's hear the proposition before we go
jumping, huh?

What do you have in mind?

I am the last of the once mighty warrior
race of the Sobrands.

According to the history I heard, I
thought there were no more Sobrands.

record was prepared by myself. I didn't
think anybody would arrive here before I

perished. Go on.

The end of my life is near.

But before it is over, there is a legacy
I must leave.

Oh, my dear sir, I shall be more than
happy to help you with your will. You

as something of a legal brain, let me
assure you, I can avoid all but the most

complicated of probates.

Yes. Well, that's not what I meant.

Just what did you mean?

And what is your legacy?

One of you must stay behind and take
over this planet.

Either that, or you will all be
destroyed.

Where do you think they are, Dad?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Let's scout the area.

Professor Robinson!

Professor Robinson!

What is it? My sensors indicate that Dr.
Smith is approaching from that

direction.

I perfectly will.

We're starting.

He's safe and sound. And I have other
good news for you. Our difficulties are

over. We can keep the spaceship in orbit
around this planet as long as we like

without fear of further attack.

That's great, Dr. Smith.

My sensors are also highly pleased.

Why isn't Don with you?

He's still making arrangements with the
alien.

Arrangements?

There's no reason to concern yourself.

Just a minor detail. You know how fussy
these aliens are.

All right, let's have the whole story.

And I want the truth.

I promise you, it's nothing.

I'm waiting.

Surely you don't doubt my word?

Are you going to answer me?

There's no need for hostility.

The alien agreed to allow the Jupiter to
stay in orbit if one of us would remain

here on the planet.

Major West volunteered.

I feel as badly as you do believe me.

The Major acted in the noblest tradition
of the true hero. He sacrificed himself

for us.

You can cut the embroidery.

I want to talk to Don, and I want to
talk to that alien.

Believe me, it is the best way.

For the last time, are you going to take
me to them?

If you insist.

You'll find the Major in there.

After you.

Perhaps I should remain out here.
There's really no need for me to...

What's

that noise?

A faintest idea, and I don't wish to
find out.

Well, I want to find out.

You're making a mistake.

Now keep moving.

I think this way.

No.

No.

This way.

I refuse to go another step.

Dr. Smith?

Yes, Professor Robertson.

Your friend will recover in a few
moments, Professor Robinson.

He submitted to this test at his own
choice.

What are you doing to him?

The Major volunteered to run this war
world for me.

I was testing him to see if he was
capable of it.

Well... Done.

Are you all right?

Do we have a deal?

No.

Unfortunately, you have not the
qualities necessary to run this world.

I must make other arrangements.

But there must be some mistake, sir. The
Major is an expert in military

strategy, and his courage is beyond
question. I'm sure he's an ideal choice.

This character test has revealed those
facts.

It's in the area of moral conscience
that the Major fails.

Now, let me get this straight.

You offered to take over the operation
of this place?

In exchange for the privilege of
orbiting our ship around this planet.

I see.

But let me handle this.

If Major West is

unacceptable to you, maybe I am.

Dad, no!

Your father is also unacceptable for the
task, Earth boy.

Like the Major, his sense of honor and
fair play is too great.

Ethical standards have no place in my
world.

What's to prevent us from destroying
this place right now?

First of all, you must kill me.

And that's against your ethical code.

But if you could bring yourself to do
it, there is a missile site on the other

side of the planet which is automated to
destroy... if this site is attacked.

My sensors have computed this machine,
and it is not as the alien says.

He does not wish someone to take over
this world after he dies.

What does he mean?

Merely a harmless deception designed to
make it easier for one of your group to

stay behind.

You'd better start explaining fast.

Why should I?

Time is on my side.

Within 40 minutes of your Earth time,
your ship will be over this site.

The alien seeks one thing. Someone to
play against him in one last war game. A

game that eventually will destroy this
entire world.

Is that true?

My opponent will be given the other
missile site.

And together we will do battle until
there is nothing left of this world.

Can you think of a better way for a
warrior race to end?

I can think of lots better ways.

Naturally.

You're the constant victim of your own
ethical standards.

There's only one person I know who's
totally without any standards.

Perhaps.

He certainly has a sneaky look of a
dirty fighter.

You've got my personal guarantee for it.

No, no, you can't take me. I'm not at
all well. I wouldn't be any good at war

games. Ask William. I can't even beat
him at a game of chess.

Dr. Smith, you told me you beat the
robot ten straight games.

Beat the robot?

Aye? Well, that's impossible, William.
What are you saying?

Tell them.

Tell them. Tell them, my magnificent
mobile, that nobody can beat a machine.

Tell them that...

Of course, the best competitor in any
glorious war game.

User, volunteer.

Dr. Smith, you can't do that.

I am afraid I must, Will Robinson.

My computers indicate there is no other
course of action.

But it will never work. You're
programmed only to defend, not attack.

And besides, you're more ethical than
any of us. A condition that can be

remedied. I shall simply remove his
sensory tapes.

And would the mechanical man be then
well equipped enough to do battle with

Absolutely.

Is that true?

It's true.

Do you accept my offer?

I do.

Splendid, then it's all settled.

I shall at once remove his tapes.

I'd like to say goodbye to the robot
while he still has all his tapes.

Good heavens, William, this is hardly
the time for sentimentality.

If you must, you must.

And so, my young friend, we come to the
parting of the ways.

You shouldn't have done it.

We could have thought of another
solution.

There was no time.

Besides, you are a big boy now, Will.
The realities of life must be faced.

But none of us will ever see you again.

Even if all my sensors are removed, I
shall not forget you.

Robot, I... I... Nothing.

Go, Will Robinson.

Leave me and do not look back.

get this over with.

There's no point in our remaining.

Smith, we'll meet you back at the park.

I shall join you in a few moments.

There!

Tea.

Ah.

Yes. Well, Judy and Penny are taking it
very badly, I'm afraid.

There just wasn't anything else we could
do, Maureen.

Don and Will are on their way back to
the spaceship.

When they arrive, send the pod down to
pick us up.

All right.

Mother, they're back.

Oh, John.

I heard, Maureen.

Now you know what to do.

Yes.

I'll see you soon, dear.

Oh.

Oh, dear.

Well, I see that William and the Major
have departed for the spaceship.

Excellent.

Is that the robot sensory tape?

Yes, it is. I thought that William would
like to keep it for old time's sake.

That's very kind of you.

Oh, good heavens. Don't tell me you're
suffering pangs of loss for that

ridiculous robot.

As a matter of fact, I am.

For shame, Professor.

For shame.

Well, let's just drop the subject, then.
Very well, but not to worry.

This tape can surely be installed in any
other mechanical man once we return to

Earth. It wouldn't be the same thing.

Nonsense. One robot is like another.
When you've seen one, you've seen them

Freeze!

Freeze indeed, why should I freeze?

The climate on this planet is really
quite comfortable.

Freeze? But... No!

What are you waiting for? Can't you see
we're being invaded by an alien plant

monster? Wait a minute, I've got an
idea.

That's the same plant creature.

It is?

It's the same little fellow that I
raised from nothing, are you sure?

It's a mutation of its original form.

Somehow it's learned survival.

It may have enough basic intelligence to
help us.

Well, of course it will help us. Just
tell me what you want it to do.

There's only one of them. That could be
a problem.

Well, its cell structure indicates that
it could be parthenogenesis.

And that could do it.

Parthenogenesis? I used to know what
that means.

Never mind what it means. You've got a
big job ahead of you.

Me? Yes, when the space pod returns, get
all the neutron grenades and a spare

laser. A spare laser.

Now, now comes the hard part.

We're going to want you to do it.

You've been told where the other launch
site is.

There.

Now, you will go there and activate all
missiles for the final battle.

Affirmative.

Without your sensory tapes, you're not
much of a conversationalist.

However... That was not what I bought
you for.

Now mark this.

Our little battle will begin precisely
at... I'm afraid you're going to have to

postpone your little battle
indefinitely.

You keep out of this. I bought this
robot. He's mine.

I'm not arguing about that.

I'm here to tell you that this planet,
this war world of yours, is being

invaded.

Invaded?

By an army of plant creatures.

Ridiculous. No one would dare to invade
this war world.

Look for yourself.

Now, hold still while I fasten your gun
belt.

Oh, the pain of it all.

A valley to a monster.

There! Now, don't be sensitive, dear
boy. When a child goes forth into the

world, it is the duty of his mother to
see to it that it learns to face

realities. Do you understand?

If you're going to be a monster, be the
best monster.

Now hold perfectly still.

Any moment now, you're going to have to
look like a whole invading army. Don't

go away. I must fetch the grenades.

Now let me put them right here.

Yes. Now, take one. Take one quickly.

And hold it. Now then, throw it like
that.

Bravo! There's a good boy.

What is your friend doing there?

He's trying to convince the leader of
the planned creatures to leave in peace

and save your world.

Save my world? The greatest warrior race
in the galaxy and you dare to presume

that we would accept peace?

I shall destroy their leader with a
hyperlaser beam.

I wouldn't suggest that.

You might be in for an unpleasant
surprise.

Nonsense! Nothing could withstand a
Sogram hyperlaser beam.

Parthenogenitive life form.

Parthenogenesis. Now I remember what
that word means.

Oh, here. Here, hold this, will you?
Carefully, the robot tape.

There. Now all the grenades are
activated.

Perhaps a worthier opponent than I
thought.

It will be necessary to avoid using
light -amplifying weapons.

Now let me see.

Suppose we try radion rocket.

Let me see now.

Ah,

flame bombs.

That's the answer.

First, they must be cut off from the
main attack force.

Now, let me see what the range might be.
Now, X, X.

X6.

X7.

X8.

sensory tape I gave to one of the
monsters.

When you get that tape back, you'll be a
mindless machine.

Don't throw that tape!

Wait here!

I did it. You certainly did. Now let's
get inside.

You know, I'm really proud of you for
saving the robot sensory tapes, Dr.

My gratitude also has no bounds.

A mother could do no more for her own
child than you did for me.

Spare me your gratitude.

You're no child of mine, you cumbersome
clump.

I just blacked out for a moment. I don't
know what could have possessed me. Oh,

come on, Dr. Smith. You're not fooling
anyone.

We all know you're as fond of the robot
as the rest of us.

Bah humbug!

There! You juvenile junk pile, you're as
good as new.

Thank you, Dr. Smith.

I am now doubly in your debt. However, I
am not sure if my basic arithmetic tape

is intact.

I will have to test it. One and one
makes two.

That is correct.

Two and two make four.

That is correct.

Three and three make six. Oh, good
heavens, to think that I abandoned that

charming and intelligent little plant
for this bumbling bucket of bolts.

Eight and eight make thirty -seven.
Thirty -six.

Nine and thirty -six make eleven
-eleven.

11 to 11?

11 to 11 and one mile makes six oranges.

Oranges? What have oranges to do with
this? Oh, good heavens, I should have to

start all over again.

Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear. 11 to 11
and oranges, this is all your fault.

However, let me tell you, you're simply
not worth it. And that is correct.