All language subtitles for lost_in_space_s02e26_trip_through_the_robot

Last week, as you recall, we left our
space pioneers checking their electrical

system, unaware that Dr. Smith's
carelessness could result in the fatal

destruction of their faithful robot.

We've replaced all the transistoroids.
All that remains now is to lay in the

relays. And make sure we get back to
full power gradually.

Well, that'll be Smith's job.

Do you understand what you're going to
do? Of course I do, Professor. It's a

very simple procedure.

Good.

All right, Smith, let's hear you repeat
it. I am fully aware of my

responsibilities, Major. As I've said
many times in the past, never fear,

is here.

I know this is a mistake.

All right, let's go over it once more.

When you see the yellow light go on, hit
the blue button.

Then wait two seconds and hit the black
button.

Then wait three seconds and hit the
green.

Child's play.

That's why we picked you to do it.

Bah!

Nothing to it at all. Yellow light.

The black button, the blue button, and
the green button.

Would you like some coffee?

Why, thank you very much, dear Lady
Black, if you don't mind.

Now, let me see. What was it?

Green, blue, black. Yes.

No. Blue, yellow, green, black.

Is something wrong?

Nothing at all, madam. Just solving a
simple problem.

What's that for?

A signal from your husband. Now, let me
see.

Well, whatever it is John wants you to
do, I think you'd better do it. By all

means. Now, which button was it? The
green button, of course.

There.

Oh, John!

Something appears to be wrong.

I've got to press the blue button.

Dr. Smith!

Dr. Smith!

I'm innocent.

The professor probably got his wires
crossed. I did everything perfectly.

Don and John are in there. We've got to
get to them.

Perhaps you should go without me. In the
event of a further disaster, I will

care for the children. No, you're coming
with me. I don't see any reason why we

should both risk our lives. Come on,
now. They may be badly injured.

Maureen, stay back.

We've got to grab that cable.

Can't you turn the power off? All
systems are damaged.

cable is insulated.

If I could just get my hands on it. No,
it's too dangerous.

It's got to be done.

Nick, give me your hand.

I have a phobia about an accusation that
the child has received a severe shock.

Thank you.

out here and do nothing. I'm going
inside. Wait.

Danger. Danger.

I think you better stay here while there
might be some more explosions.

I wonder what could have happened.

When a mishap occurs, it is wise to seek
out its source.

I refer to the jinx of the Robinson
family.

A man whose stumbling feet go crushing
blossoms without end, whose fumbling

hands are thrust along the heartstrings
of a friend.

How dare you, you unctuous underling. I
may have made some trivial mistakes in

the past.

But everybody knows that to err is only
human. Easy, though.

Some nasty crickets up there. I feel
just great like I got hit by a truck.

Oh, what a mess.

Yeah.

Well, that's another disaster for which
we can thank Dr. Smith.

John, this is one time you're not going
to stop me. He's going to get exactly

what he deserves.

Oh, now, Don, don't be too tough on him.
I'll be just as tough as I have to be,

Marie. Look, I'm as much to blame as
anyone else.

I should have never trusted him with an
important job.

Punishing Smith? How's that going to
change this?

Well, maybe it won't, but at least it'll
give me a little satisfaction.

Judy, take Will and Penny inside.
They're too young to see what I'm going

Smith, you and I are going to have it
out. Forget it.

We've got other important things to
think about.

It'll be weeks before those power units
are fixed. And all because of you,

Smith. I admit to some minor
responsibility, Major.

However, there could have been an error
on your part as well.

I'm warning you, Smith.

That'll be enough out of both of you.

You can save your energy. You're going
to need it.

Let's get back inside and clean up this
mess.

You pusillanimous pipsqueak.

It's all your fault.

But I knew what he was doing.

Eating, as usual. My appetite always
increases when I'm unhappy.

Everything Dr.

Smith does seems to affect his stomach.

Hold your tongue.

Dr.

Smith, something's wrong with the robot.

Probably burned out a computer talking
too much.

I feel faint.

I'll bet I know what it is.

When's the last time you recharged him,
Dr. Smith?

Two or three weeks ago.

go lie down.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with
you, you hypertensive hypochondriac.

And he's supposed to be a doctor. A real
quack, if you ask me.

Nobody did.

Come on. We'll go to Dad and he'll get
you recharged in no time.

Thank you, Will Robinson.

I hope you don't mind my leaning on you
a little.

It's all right now. Come on.

He's just trying to make me feel guilty.

Well, just for that, I won't.

Smith should be doing this.

Oh, it's damaged now. But if the good
doctor so much as touches it, it'll

work again.

Dad! Yeah?

Dad, the robot needs recharging. My
power supply is getting very weak.

We'll have to do it very quickly or
he'll go dead completely. Shall I hook

up to the auxiliary power unit?

No, son.

But we have to!

Well... Recharging the robot would put
too big a strain on the auxiliary power

unit. It might even burn out the system.

And that's a chance we can't take.

But the robot will die if he's not
recharged.

I'm as fond of that robot as you are.

But I've got to consider this from the
standpoint of cold logic.

The robot's our friend. He'd try and
save us if we were in trouble.

Now try to understand.

It boils down to a simple question.

The robot's survival or our survival?

I just don't think that it's fair. I
think we should take the chance and use

auxiliary unit.

Your father is right, Will Robinson.

I am only a machine. I am expendable.

But, Dad!

I'm sorry, son.

I seem to be the only one with an
appetite.

How could you be hungry at a time like
this?

Right now, the robot's out there
somewhere and his power's running down.

you can think of is building yours up.

Once and for all, let me settle this
question of the robot.

He walks, he talks, he experiences a
minimum of emotion.

But with all that, he is a machine.

Well, you are the only one who feels
that way about him.

Oh, dear, you're late. We've already
started dinner.

I'm sorry, Ma.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself,
playing your tape recorder at a time

this. Music always helps me when I'm
sad.

I'd like you all to hear something.

We are rationing our power, my dear.
You're needlessly wasting a perfectly

battery. You'll find this very
interesting.

This is the robot speaking.

I have a message for my friends.

Dear ones, I realize the problem which
faces you.

I understand the brave fight you have
made to survive on this planet.

Rather than place you in further danger.

I have made a decision.

When you hear these words, I will have
gone out of your life forever.

In the future, think fondly of me.

Farewell.

Farewell. Greater love hath no robot.

Well, that settles that situation.

Did I say something wrong?

What is the matter with everybody?

For once, will you shut up?

ever done before I

must

not stop I am still too close to the
Robinson

campsite onwards

This is the end.

Farewell, beautiful world.

Dr. Smith!

It's you, William.

I'm sorry I woke you up, sir.

And so you should be. I was having the
most delightful dream.

What are you doing up at this hour?

I'm going to try and find the robot.

Indeed. In the middle of the night, I
absolutely forbid it. Well, then I'll

to go without you.

William Robinson, if you leave this
ship, I shall awaken your parents

immediately. I didn't think you'd be a
squealer, Dr. Smith.

Not squealer, William.

Tattletail. Oh, very well.

I knew you wouldn't let me.

Prepare me the gratitude. Already I
regret this decision.

It's very drafty in here.

I'm afraid I've caught a cold.

Who turned out the light?

You did, Dr. Smith.

Never mind.

Take my hand.

We are wasting our time, William. For
all we know, the robot may have

harakiri. The robot's somewhere near. I
just know it. William, I insist that we

return to the spaceship and the comfort
of our respective beds.

Let's hunt a little longer.

I could be back in my comfortable chair
with my comfortable book.

Howsoever, lead on.

This whole thing is ridiculous.

Well, I know it.

I'm completely exhausted and I will not
go another step.

Do you have any idea where we are?

Yeah, we're at the entrance to the
Valley of Shadows.

What?

Don't you remember the orders? No one is
allowed to venture into this area.

I guess you're right. We'd better turn
back.

All this walking has given me a
voracious appetite.

We'll have a nice little snack to tide
us over when we return.

Dr. Smith, did you hear that?

It's the robot!

Don't go another step, will you?

You're imagining things.

There it is again.

It's coming from around those rocks.

Robot, it's Will Robinson and Dr.

Smith. Is that you?

It is the robot, Dr. Smith. Let's go.

William, come back here. It brings you
here.

We must leave here immediately.

The atmosphere in this area produces
very strange reactions. Besides, who

what terrifying creatures are lurking
about?

Will. Will Robinson.

It's the robot. He's over there.

William!

Dr. Smith.

Oh, no.

Good heavens.

He's as big as a house.

Go. Leave this place at once.

For once, this overgrown ninny has given
us the sound advice.

Let's get out of here immediately,
William. We can't just go and leave the

in this terrible condition.

Indeed we can.

There's nothing we can do for him now.

Dr. Smith is right. I am beyond help.

No!

William! Come back!

I won't leave you. There must be
something we can do.

Negative, Will Robinson.

Because of atmospheric conditions, I
have experienced a molecular reaction.

This has reversed my ionic flow, causing
my... great increase in size.

You have my deepest sympathy, dear
friend.

I see no reason to linger in this
desolate area any longer, William. I

say it, but I fear the robot has had it.
Let's go.

There is something which might work.

You have a plan of action?

If we can reverse your ionic process,
you might turn back to normal size.

You're grasping at straws, my boy. It
won't work.

The idea has merit.

But even if this difficult task were
accomplished, there is the problem of my

power. It is almost at an end.

Well, your wires could be rerouted so
that only your tread section worked.

you could walk back to our campsite and
we could use the auxiliary unit to bring

you up to full power.

No, no. As I recall, your father vetoed
the suggestion that he be restored and

recharged. He changed his mind. He told
me so last night before I went to bed.

Professor Robinson has a very tender
heart, unlike a cold and callous doctor

whose name I will not mention.

How's it going, William?

I, too, want to give him every chance
for survival.

But your scheme has one major flaw.

What's that?

If we do as you suggested, it will mean
that we have to remove his chest plate.

And as big as he is now, it will take a
crane to lift it off.

I've got a solution for that, too. All
we have to do is take off these four

bolts. I fail to see how that would
help.

Well, that will loosen the robot's
treads and give us enough room.

Room for what?

To go inside the robot, of course.

Then we can make our way to his chest
section and make all the necessary

repairs.

Here. Good thing I brought these tools
along.

Inside the robot.

For the pain.

The pain.

It won't work. What shall we do?

We're going to have to use the handles.
There's not a screwdriver in the world

big enough for these.

All right.

There.

There.

That's the last one.

All right.

Now, what shall we do now?

Look. Be careful, because it's...

It's extremely heavy.

Oh, good heavens.

This is all your fault. You come with
some clouds.

I'm not strong enough for any of this.

Take it outside.

I have it. Careful.

Don't drop it on my foot.

Oh,

this is tense.

Let's drop it. Watch your foot.

We don't want to lose any of these. Pick
up those tools, Dr. Smith.

that this should happen to me.

Here they are.

Okay, we're ready to go.

Oh, William, before we plunge into
something for which we may be

sorry, perhaps we should reconsider.

You don't have to go, Dr. Smith.

I can go without you.

Very well.

You'll need someone to protect you.

The robot will never forget what you're
doing for him, sir. Neither will I.

If I survive.

Help me.

Are you sure we're doing the right
thing? I'm sure.

You're still worried about Will, aren't
you?

Yes.

He's got to understand that I can't
jeopardize the safety of everyone for

robot. If I picked up the gist of the
conversation correctly, you haven't

changed your mind about the robot.

That's right. The auxiliary power units
won't stand the strain of a recharge.

Listen, you don't have to justify your
actions to me. I agree with you.

But then again, I'm not a 12 -year -old
boy who's very fond of a robot.

Oh, thanks a lot.

Would you like some coffee?

Please.

Which way should we go? Perhaps this
way? No, this way. Oh, Dr. Smith.

Warning. Danger.

What is it? It is my infrared heat
-seeking laser unit.

Is it dangerous?

Exceedingly. Its purpose is to destroy
alien bodies in my interior.

I guess you're right. Now I shall give
you instructions how to proceed.

Listen carefully. You must avoid the
center section of my body as it is

radioactive by going through my audio
canal.

Check.

And so you should be. If you'd been
looking after my well -being, this

incident would never have occurred.

There was no danger.

You are in the automated reflex portion
of my body. The hose considered you a

new part in my system and wished only to
lubricate you with graphite.

Inform that ridiculous contraption that
I am not rusty.

A little graphite might have been very
beneficial. Your jokes are quite old and

creaky.

sound this instant.

You are right. I should not laugh. It
wastes precious power.

Your problems are of no interest to me.

Get me out of here.

Affirmative. If you will follow my
instructions, go to your right. Yes,

No, no, Dr. Smith, the other way.

I know the way, you gargantuan goose.

You worried about Will and Smith?

Yes, they should have been back long
ago.

Yeah, it's not like Smith to miss
breakfast intentionally.

John, please forgive me for mentioning
it, but really, don't you think that you

and Don should... We're leaving right
now to look for them.

Break out the lasers, Don.

I know.

I'm being like an overprotective mother.

Well, that's all right, darling, because
you're looking at an overprotective

father.

Boy, this sure is complicated.

My trunk section is the same as before.

I am only bigger.

Yeah, by about a hundred times.

I'd better get to work.

The sooner this unpleasant business is
over, and I am normal again, the happier

I shall be.

When's Dr. Smith going to get here?

In a few moments.

He is passing through my temperature
control unit now.

Good. I'll need him to disconnect some
of your wiring.

Dr. Smith, stay away from there. I told
you to walk to the right.

Go back.

Hurry!

What happened?

Dr. Smith is in terrible danger. You
must go to him at once.

Where is he?

Between my computer tubes and straight
ahead.

Quickly, or you will be too late.

Where am I?

Where am I? William?

I should have survived.

Never listen to terrible audio.

Will you save me? Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Too much. I cannot hear anymore.

I'm completely exhausted.

I think we should hunt for them. Don't
you agree, Judy?

Well, we could search the caves near the
swamp. Dad and Don would never think of

looking there. No, you're going to stay
right here.

Oh, but Mom.

Now, that's enough.

That whole area is full of quicksand.

Now, I suggest we just drop the subject.

Oh, that must be Dad.

John?

John? Maureen, are you receiving me?
Yes, loud and clear.

Are there any sign of Will and Dr.
Smith? Not yet.

We've covered a ten -mile section to the
west of the Jupiter II.

We'll start looking south now.

John, do you think they could be in the
Valley of Shadows?

No, I doubt it.

Will's too smart to go in there, and
Will Smith would be too frightened. You

will let me know if you find them, won't
you?

Of course. Now, don't worry. They're all
right.

Check back with you soon.

All right.

Check.

By exercising my full computer strength,
I can make the control unit inoperable.

The effort will require almost all my
remaining power.

It should happen to me. Help me.

I'm saved.

Saved. What a horrible experience.

The robot saved your life, sir.

I shall thank him later.

As soon as I get out of this incredible
madness, which I'm happy to say will be

immediately. You can't leave, Dr. Smith.
I can and I will. But the robot needs

us. As far as I'm concerned, it's every
man or robot for himself.

You heard what he said, William.

There's nothing we can do for him.

We'd better go.

All right, you can go, but not me. I
feel that we owe it to the robot.

I consider my debt to him paid in full.

Goodbye. Don't forget to watch out for
the robot's infrared laser unit, Dr.

Smith.

Infrared laser unit?

It's still running around somewhere
loose and soggy.

On second thought, I believe I will
remain and help our dear friend.

I wouldn't dream of deserting you in
your time of trial.

I knew you wouldn't let him down. Shall
we get to work?

Yes, William.

To work, to work.

Well, the robot passed through here,
that's for sure.

Yes, and Smith and Will followed. Look
at their footprints.

Think we should tell Maureen?

I think so.

but we've pinpointed the area.

Where are they?

In the Valley of Shadows.

Oh, no.

Now, honey, it may not be as bad as you
think.

Do you suppose they followed the robot?

Yes. We're going to leave the chariot
here and proceed on foot.

All right, well, I'll be standing by.

Be careful, dear.

She sounded worried.

So am I.

Let's go.

It's real, Don.

Now we know why they didn't come back to
the campsite we went inside that robot

Robots

are complicated and dangerous piece of
machinery. They know what they're doing

They must have had a good reason for
going in there.

Let's find out what it is

Well...

team will do next.

to see you any longer, we may as well
go.

I guess you're right.

Cheer up, my boy. After all, we cannot
mourn the departure of a machine.

The robot was more than a machine to me,
Dr. Smith.

He was my friend.

I must admit that silly old ninny did
have a few good qualities.

He wasn't old, Dr. Smith. He was just
made two and a half years ago.

So young and cut down in the prime of
life.

But when the diode timer goes, there's
nothing can be done about it.

Pity he didn't carry a spare.

What did you say, Dr. Smith?

Nothing important.

The robot doesn't carry a spare, but he
does have a small power reservoir.

William, we must leave here immediately.
He cannot be revived. You said so

yourself. But you don't understand. That
was before I remembered his reserve

power supply.

We can't leave now, Dr. Smith. I'm able
to bring him back.

Please, sir, just for a few minutes.

Very well, but you had better succeed at
the first attempt because there will

not be a second.

Now let's get on with it, nonsense. Yes,
sir.

machinery seems to be working. Yeah,
which means it's the last of its power

supply. Good if I won't sniff the fat.

Yeah, the problem is, where do we start?

Your guess is as good as mine. I'm
fairly familiar with the parts of the

wouldn't even know. It's like this.

Yeah, let's try down there.

We're wasting our time, William.

This contraption is deader than the
proverbial doornail.

I haven't even tried to activate it yet.

Now, if I release his reserve power too
quickly, he could blow up his computers.

What? Did you say there could be an
explosion?

On the other hand, if I release it too
slowly, he might not get enough energy

activate.

William, why don't we forget the whole
thing?

Eventually, we will have our full power
supply of the Jupiter II. Then we can

get him recharged and back to normal
without any danger.

Dr. Smith, you don't seem to understand.

If the robot's diode time... or isn't
kept running, it'll freeze in one

position. Then all the power in the
world couldn't get it started again.

Now.

Might as well try it.

Here goes the power.

Shucks. I'll have to release all the
energy at once.

Well, that's every day.

I guess so.

Hey, Dr. Smith, it's working.

Look, the diode timer's responding.

He's normal.

Isn't it wonderful?

It appears that you cannot keep a good
robot down.

I think we did that very well, William.

The robot's dialed.

It started again.

Now if we can just find them.

Yeah, but where are we?

Judging from the sound of that timer,
I'd say somewhere in the computer area.

Like trying to find your way through a
puzzle.

A puzzle made up of machines.

What happened?

Are you all right?

I ought to know better than to go
placing my arm on high -voltage

Well, this whole place is loaded with
high -voltage.

Either one of us could have made that
mistake.

One more like that and it'll be my last.

Surely you're finished, William.

I've just got this one more wire, Dr.
Smith.

There. Now all the robot's power will be
used to move his trench.

Splendid. Now can we leave this dark and
dismal body?

As soon as I reverse the robot's ionic
process and shrink him back to normal

size.

Almost ready, Dr. Smith.

What's happening?

I reversed the robot's...

So quickly. How much time do we have to
reach the outside?

I don't know, but you're right. He is
shrinking fast.

We've got to get out of here
immediately.

I've got one more adjustment to make.
You go on ahead without me. I'll meet

there. Will we trust and fight him?

No! No!

Mr. Smith, wait!

The robot's shrinking.

Now we know what Willow Smith would do
in here. Regressing the ionic processes.

We've got to move.

Answer me, where is he? He's outside.

Are you sure?

He must be. I got lost, but I'm sure
he's safe by now.

Can't afford to stay in here any longer.

Ben, give me a hand. No, no, I can't.

I can't. I've got to get out of here.
Help me. No. No.

Don, easy.

Easy. Easy.

All right.

Are you all right?

He must be.

Chuck, the hole's getting small with a
billion of room to get through now.

Without knowing you were safe? That's
hardly likely.

He must still be inside that robot.

I've got to get him out.

It's too late. The opening isn't big
enough now for you to get through.

We've got to keep it from getting
smaller.

Forgetting something?

And you too, Dr. Smith.

It was nothing, nothing told.

What's getting back in his feet?

How do you feel now, robot?

Almost back to normal.

A few minutes more.

and I shall be bursting with health.

Don, accelerate the chariot. The robot
needs a little bit more power.

Yeah, that ought to do it.

Well, how do you feel?

Mmm, delicious.

Fine. All right, cut the power.

Well, now that we've taken care of that
troublemaker's needs, madam, can you

spare a few moments to take care of
mine?

Why, certainly. Are you injured?

In a most vital spot.

I understand. You're hungry.

I'm failing fast. I must be recharged
immediately or I shall keep operating.

Well, hang on, Dr. Smith. We've just got
a little more work to do out here and

then we'll take care of you. But I can't
wait that long. I must have food and

nourishment or it'll be too late. Oh,
now, that's all right. You can stop the

act. I'll feed you.

Thank you, dear lady. You are indeed
kind.

I know.

You know, it's a good thing that we
don't have to recharge that robot as

as we have to feed you, sir.

Affirmative. My power is diverted into
work.

Dr. Smith's is diverted into fat.

Indeed. I have never been more fit.

Has the barrage begun

yet? You will know just as soon as the
rest of us do.

Why doesn't someone answer me?

I'm hit.

Well, you won't be with this Smith if
you don't simmer down.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Night attack after night attack.

No peace, no sleep.

This was not the time for Professor and
Mrs. Robinson to abandon us.

Going on a trip to observe volcanic
activity isn't exactly the same as being

abandoned, Dr. Smith. If only we could
be sure that the attacks ended.

They may have ended already.

It's 30 minutes later than last night
and an hour later than the night before.

Warning, warning.

The barrage begins.

All right, it's over for the night.

I've been hit by shrapnel.

I feel it. It's your belt buckle, Dr.
Smith. You've got it all twisted.

If we only knew why they were attacking
or who they are or what they want.

Well, it's the third night of attacking.

My only guess is that they're using some
kind of a softening up problem.

Yeah, but for what reason?

To render us helpless and impose their
will on us.

It's a cardinal principle of von
Clausewitz's philosophy of war.

I never even heard of him.

I have. He lived in the days of horse
cavalry and squirrel guns. He's kind of

outdated. Yeah, well, so's Dr. Smith.

You three check out the controls.

And as for you, Clausewitz, let's go out
and see if we can get that force field

energizer back on its feet.

Something dire is afoot.

I know it.

It seems to be okay.

At least it'll keep whoever they are
from getting too close to us.

They're much too close for comfort now.

In fact, I... You what?

Nothing. It's nothing.