All language subtitles for lost_in_space_s02e29_the_astral_traveller

Last week, we left Will and Dr. Smith
trapped in a mysterious cave, unaware

inside, a space warp was about to open a
ghostly door to an incredible haunted

world.

Do you see anything?

It looks like it gets bigger inside, but
the robot can't fit through this

opening. Then he can stand out here on
guard.

A little storm won't hurt him. That is
all right, Will Robinson. I do not mind

weather. Better get Dr. Smith inside
before he melts.

Go ahead, Dr. Smith.

After you, dear boy. I shall fight a
rearguard action against the elements.

There's nothing to be afraid of in there
now. Come on.

You see?

Nothing to worry about.

Forgive me, claustrophobia.

I have never been able to endure
confinement in small places.

Oh, but they sure are handy.

Golly. A landslide sealed up the cave
entrance.

A landslide.

Then we are entombed. We shall die like
rats in the darkness of hunger. Oh, woe

is me. Come on, Dr. Smith. Someone will
dig us out. They won't even know where

to look. The robot can tell them where
we are.

That incompetent walking ingot.

No, William, we may as well face it.

We are entombed and we are doomed.

Well, this is no time to sit down. On
the contrary, William, it is a time to

compose oneself to face doom bravely and
with noble composure.

Well, I'm too young to die.

Where are you going?

I'm going to see if there's another
entrance to the cave. William, don't

me here alone!

William!

Oh, sadness will follow.

My end is surely near.

Thank you.

gone back to the ship.

We'd better start back. Maybe we'll
catch up with them on the way.

We'd better get back to the ship.

Emergency! Emergency!

What's wrong?

What is it? Emergency!

Emergency! To the rescue!

What's the matter with him?

Overheated circuits?

Well, if it was possible, I'd say he's
hysterical.

Emergency! To the rescue!

What could be wrong with him?

Well, something's wrong, but whatever it
is, our metallic friend doesn't make

much sense.

Emergency! Emergency!

Will Robinson and Dr. Smith are trapped
in a cave by a landslide. Are they hurt?

My senses indicate they were both in
good physical condition. How long this

condition prevails will depend on the
air supply.

Will and Smith? Oh, Don, the robot says
they're both trapped in a cave.

Oh, no. We'll need tools. Take shovels.
They need me to dig with them. We'll

start right away. All right.

I'm coming with you.

Oh dear, I'm afraid he's fallen into
some crevice, perhaps hurtling to the

centre of this horrible planet.

you

This place, in the year 1497, Anno
Domini, Hamish of Glamis,

9th Laird of Glamis, was executed for
high treason against his liege lord and

master, James Stuart, king of Scotland.

Scotland?

I'm back on Earth!

Use your wit.

Think clearly. There must be some way
out of this.

And above all, be calm, Zachary. Be
calm. Be calm.

Be calm.

We'll lose Rock and Shale. We ought to
be able to break through it in no time.

There's no passage here, nothing but
solid rock.

Don, what could have happened?

Well, we know the magnetic field of this
planet's unstable, Maureen.

And? And I think the storm created a
warp in that field and Will went through

it. You mean he passed through into
another dimension?

Well, how do we get him back?

We can only try to duplicate that warp
effect.

Will it work?

Well, if Will stays in the same space
continuum, yes, I think there's a chance

we can get him back.

Who do you think you're trying to
frighten?

That's a child's play for any good
magician. An amateur at that.

Where'd you get that getup? Did he use
costume sales?

Hey, cut it out.

Where are you?

Over here.

I said to cut it out.

But you know, that is a pretty good
trick.

To a wooden mirror, I guess.

Great horned toads, have you no respect
for a ghostie?

Why don't you stop fooling around and
take me to your leader?

Me what?

You aliens are all alike.

Never come out and say what's on your
mind. Never save time and trouble.

always trying to scare somebody.

Tell me, are you mortal?

Well, of course. What are you?

I told you what I was. I'm a ghostie.

If you're not going to be sensible about
this, please leave. I kind of want to

thank her.

Ah!

Are you no a field?

Not even a wee bit?

Not at all.

Now, how do I get out of here?

Oh, how does he get out? Oh, that's a
good one. How does he get out of here?

Don't you know where you are, laddie?

Now we're getting someplace.

Where are we?

in the famous halted ruin of Glamish
Castle.

And I am the resident ghostie.

Hamish Rue Glamish.

Ninth Laird of Glamish.

You mean... You're... The very same,
laddie.

Oh, would you look at that. Oh, the dust
and dust on this thing.

I'm telling you, things have gone to
sixes and sevens around here in the last

few hundred years.

All right, Daddy, where's your man?
Speak up. Who are you?

Will Robinson.

Robinson, did you say?

You know, that's a goodly name.

I knew Robinson once.

Yes, he was a surgeon.

A surgeon?

He took care of me, Galt. Oh, you should
have seen the foot on me. It was that

big.

It's still a bit swollen, but that's
because they cut off me head before the

cure was complete.

Go ahead, you can touch it. Oh, but be
careful now. Be careful.

I'm saying this again. Excuse me.

Excuse me. I forgot something.

You see, it's only the soft music of the
pipes that keeps Angus calm.

Piping is grand, lady, but it surely
takes the wind out of a man.

I ask you a question. What is that?

Ah,

Angus, is it?

Sure, he's the curse of Glamis.

What is he? What's he like?

It's a wee bit difficult to describe
poor Angus.

Part human, you know.

Human? Oh, yes, yes. Why shouldn't he
be, too? Isn't he me own great, great,

great granduncle? Or is it great, great,
great...

Great grad, Uncle Iyer, that's it. Oh,
these generations are very confused,

confused. What else is he like?

Oh, now, like I said, it's very hard to
say.

You could call him the thing that goes
bump in the night.

He also eats people.

Is it safe out here?

Oh, to be sure, to be sure, yes.

Inglis loves the soft music of the
pipes.

Told you now. He is a wee bit odd, you
know.

Down, down, down, Angus, down now. Easy.

You better be off inside.

He becomes uncontrollable when he smells
fresh meat. Now off with you, off, I

say. Off.

Come back with explosives and take that
cave apart.

Will's got to be in there. Mom!

Will?

Where have you been?

I'm not sure.

Then I went along this corridor and out
this door, and here I am.

Don't you believe me?

Will, I think you'd better go to bed.
You're overtired.

I don't have a fever, Mom.

I tell you, that's just the way it
happened. I was back on Earth. I was

We'll talk about it later.

I guess I'd better go to bed.

Go ahead, dear.

Doesn't anybody believe me?

Oh, now, that's enough of that.

You don't believe that stuff about
ghoulies and ghosties and strange

do you? I believe something happened to
Will in that cave.

And instead of everybody doubting him, I
think it should be investigated.

Oh, come on, Judy. Will had a rough time
in there. He imagined things.

Oh, no, Don. Will's not the kind of boy
to imagine things.

Judy's right.

There is something in that cave that
bears investigating.

I couldn't agree more, madam.

William was in that cave with me, and
there was no apparent way for him to get

out. Well, I'm not about to start
believing in ghosts, Scottish ghosts or

other kind. Good night.

I'll talk to Will about it in the
morning.

William?

Come in, Dr. Smith.

I thought you'd be awake, and so I
brought you some milk.

No, thank you. I don't want any milk.

As you wish.

Here, my dear boy.

I know how you feel.

It's very hard to tell the truth and not
be believed.

The same thing has happened to me so
many times that I always found it very

disconcerting.

However, on some occasions, I have
managed to establish my veracity by

some physical evidence.

Now, if you had any such evidence...
Evidence of what?

Of the fact that you were actually back
on Earth.

How could I ever prove anything like
that?

Perhaps you picked up a trifle on the
way.

No.

Wait a minute.

Yes? Yes?

Yes? How about this?

A weed? It was growing all over the
castle wall.

That's hardly conclusive evidence,
William. Plants like this could grow

on the planet.

However, I shall take it along and give
it some scientific tests and we shall

see.

Good night.

Good night.

that I just couldn't.

No.

Scotch ivy, indigenous to the British
Isles, particularly the Ayrshire

of Scotland.

I knew it.

The boy has stumbled onto something at
entrance through the dimensions of back

to Mother Earth. Oh, joy, oh, bliss.

I must act at once.

Will Robinson.

Yes, Robert?

Your father ordered me to patrol the
area while he is away.

I must warn you.

It is not safe to venture beyond the
perimeter of the ship, Will Robinson.

Well, it's all right. I'm not going to
go very far.

Say, did you hear any music out here?

Certain cacophonous sounds were received
and recorded by my sensors.

Sounds about right.

Now, don't worry about me. I won't be
going very far.

Don't you try to play any of your sneaky
tricks on me again.

I didn't play any tricks on you. Oh,
didn't you indeed, huh? And how come

this poor tormented ghost of Hamish
Rouglamish is in the perdition that he

It isn't perdition.

Of course it's perdition. Would you look
at it?

What's wrong with it? It's the gout, you
clot. It's the gout.

After 400 years it's come back to plague
me. If that's not perdition, I don't

know what is.

Ghosts don't have gout.

Now he's trying to murder me, the
wretch.

I touched you. Of course you touched me.

You did touch me.

I'm flesh and blood again.

I'm no longer a ghostie.

Now look at the mess you've got me into.

I thought you'd be glad.

My head won't come off either. Have you
no notion how this happened?

It must have happened when you passed
through the space warp.

Space warp?

Indeed. Will you give over your whining
explanations and tell me how I get back

to where I belong?

You mean you want to be a ghost again?

Do you think I want to go through
another miserable lifetime of this gout

foot? Well, I do not.

And besides, who will look after poor
Angus when I'm not around?

Well,

I don't know about that, but my mother
might be able to help your gout. She's

awfully good at doctoring. Ah, your
mother and... Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, well, I think we...

We best try something.

All right.

Do what you have to do, Lenny. But I
ain't going to lie down.

Watch out for your gaps.

It just can't be.

I can see him and I can touch him.

But I just don't believe it.

I didn't come here to be insulted.

You say you're Hamish, ninth laird of
Glamis, huh? Aye. And you're a ghost.

I am.

Or at least I was.

Now give me your hand, please.

The gout's in me foot, woman, not in me
hand.

Do as Mom says, Hamish.

No.

All right.

What's yon dagger for?

I'm going to take a sample of your
blood.

What?

I fall among vampires, demons, and
ghosts, and all the pearls of darkness

out. I'm going to run a test on this
blood to see if you're really human or

I believe I can provide assurances on
that point.

Permit me to introduce myself.

I am Dr. Zachary Smith.

Never mind that, Smith. Just get to the
point.

The point is this.

What is it?

It's a kind of ivy, indigenous to the
British Isles, and particularly to the

Ayrshire district of Scotland.

Well, that settles it, then.

We must radio John out with a relay
station.

He can explain how to set up that
magnetic warp apparatus.

The only problem is, John, we can't
generate enough power to maintain the

for more than a few seconds, which means
only one besides Hamerson will go

through. I see what you mean.

You're going to be needed at the
magnetizer controls.

I could go.

Oh, no, dear.

No chance, Judy.

Not without knowing what's beyond that
warp.

May I propose a solution?

Now, let's hear it, Smith.

I shall go myself.

You? Why?

I am eminently qualified from a
scientific point of view.

I shall return to Earth with this
briefcase containing star charts,

our exact location in space.

Within a matter of months, a relief
expedition will be on the way to rescue

of you. Now, what could be simpler than
that?

How do we know this isn't one of your
tricks, Smith?

Tricks? Aye.

I'm afraid you'll just have to trust me.

That's like trusting a fox in a
henhouse.

Spare me the poisonous barbs, Major.
They fall on deaf ears.

I have proposed a logical solution. Now
you find something better.

Donnie's right.

It's our best chance.

But... No buts. Now, you set it up that
way and don't wait for me if I'm not

back. That warp could close up at any
time.

All right, let's get back to the Jupiter
and pick up some superchargers.

Rush, Smith, you and the robot stay here
and guard this.

When we get back, we'll assemble it
inside the cave.

I knew they'd see it my way.

and I'll take the high road and I'll be
in Scotland before ye and me and my true

love will never meet again by the bonny,
bonny banks of Loch Lomond.

Oh, dearie, dearie me, what a horrible
sound.

Well,

what do you want, you bobble -headed
booby?

Some sounds are even too much for my
electronic hearing, Dr. Smith.

I see what you mean.

Well, sir, I might as well say farewell
to you now, since I shall be departing

in the morning.

And let me tell you that our association
has been most unpleasant, and I do not

regret its termination in the very
least.

Mutual, Dr. Smith.

What did you say?

I said do not be so certain you will not
be coming back.

I shall never return, you tint
-enabulating tin can.

Never.

Ah, my dear sir, what lovely, lovely
music. So delicate.

Quiet! You're disturbing me, music
weasel snout. My sincere apologies, my

sir. But I did think that since we are
to journey together through time and

space, we should know a bit more about
each other.

I am Dr. Zachary Smith, psychic
investigator extraordinaire.

I am a student of the occult, a
sophisticated man of the world, a bon

You're nothing but a nasty, mealy
-mouthed gizzard. That's what you are.

I beg your pardon. And a treasonous to
the first water. Oh, I know your kind

very well, Smith.

You have no intention of sending a
rescue back to your comrades when you're

on Earth.

And I wouldn't be a bit surprised.

But there's nothing but dirty shirts in
that wee bag of yours there.

My dear Hamish. Quiet, that's enough.

Don't deny it.

Very well.

But under the circumstances, I would
find it most inconvenient for them to

return to Earth to bear witness against
me.

I knew it, I knew it. But surely the
rule of self -preservation was the same

your time, was it not? There were always
self -seekers. Well,

I beg you, sir, I implore you.

Do not betray me to the others.

I have no intention of it.

It has always been my belief that a man
finds his own just desserts.

And now, good night to you, Dr. Smith.

All right, as soon as you get to Earth,
you make sure the Space Authority gets

this. And up here, Smith is here.

All right, Marie, let's get this
activated.

Goodbye, dear William.

Try to cherish the priceless bits of
wisdom that I've managed to pass on to

Take care, Dr. Smith.

And Penny, how I shall miss you, dear
Penny.

We'll be seeing you again soon, Dr.
Smith. Of course you will.

Goodbye.

Now I'm ready.

Stand by.

You've got 20 seconds.

Leave an hour.

Oh, dear.

Don't worry, Mom. We'll get Will back.

I hope.

What a grand, cozy feeling, huh?

Hey, bish!

Hey, this rouglam is! Wait for me!

Did you hear that, Dinkus? Did you hear
that, huh?

Now, now, none of that, you naughty boy.
None of that, I say.

Give him a bit of a fright, all right.

Just to let him know what kind of a
place he's in, huh?

Hamish, are you there?

Hamish?

Oh, good heavens.

It worked.

It's Earth.

I'm back on Earth.

Is that you, Hamish?

Forgive me. I forgot that you're not
used to such terrible sights, huh?

Did the cold chills run up and down your
spine, huh? Yes, they did. Indeed, they

did. Good, good.

And your teeth?

Did they chitter -chatter and gnash?

Yes, so much so that they still hurt.

Oh, I meant rare for them all together,
huh?

How did I get here?

And what happened to that horrible
creature?

Hush now, hush.

You're speaking of Angus, a dear
relative.

A relative, I see.

Well, I'm sure he'd be much more
charming under other circumstances.

Yes, well, now, come along now. We'd
better be going inside.

Yes, my baggage. Ah, just so.

What is it? Here we are.

Isn't this cozy?

Cozy indeed.

I think not.

What is this I'm seeing?

A chopping block.

A chopping block. What?

And this is the chopper.

And this makes a man laugh. Moments very
comfortable indeed.

Listen, would you like to try it, huh?

Heaven forbid.

Now, let's not dawdle any longer, sir.
Just show me the way out of here and

to my beautiful earth.

Ah, just so, just so.

You might try that door over there.

That door? Aye.

You're quite sure?

Oh, certain.

World.

Dear world.

make it easy for a man to go from one
world to the next, huh?

Although, my dear sir, I must implore
you, let me return to my friends at

if you please.

Your friends, huh? The ones that you
were so anxious to leave behind, is it,

huh? Well... Well, no matter.

There's the door, laddie.

The door.

But remember, Uncle Angus will be
waiting on the other side for you.

Uncle?

Angus. Help!

Help me! You shouty, no one can hear
you. Get me out of here. You must get me

out of here.

Hush, hush, hush, lad.

You'll grow to love this place in a
hundred years or so.

A hundred years?

My dear sir, I shall be dead of
salvation much before then. Oh, that you

indeed, laddy.

And maybe then, as a ghosty, you'll
provide a fitting companion for myself.

A ghosty? An earthbound spirit?

Me?

For a man of your miserable disposition,
it's the only fitting thing.

Miserable disposition, indeed. I don't
think you should talk about miserable

dispositions. You miserable spectre!
After all, no one in my family turned

traitor to the king.

What?

Your family?

And what were they, mate, I ask, ah?

A miserable bunch of ragpickers, I'll
want. How dare you, sir?

In Scotland. Oh, to be sure, to be sure.
Say you so indeed.

Say I so indeed.

And let me add you further.

I am direct descent to the...

Not me.

Oh, I'm dreaming.

I must be dreaming. Oh, the pain.

The pain.

Don't make the ropes too tight. Oh, tell
your silly klutz.

Now, down. Down. No, no. No, no. No.

No.

Go ahead.

Put the poor man out of his misery.

Shameful. Shameful. You nasty creature.
You caused a man to miss his job.

Oh, we'll give it another try.

Whenever you're...

Doctor Smith!

What are you doing here?

Will you help me, save me? Don't let him
chop off my head. I should say not. Who

ever heard of such a thing? Now, now,
now, lady, there are great issues at

here. Once his miserable, worthless head
rolls in the dust, I shall be free to

enter into my eternal rest.

I have never heard of anything so
utterly selfish.

Selfish? I'm thinking not of myself, but
of poor Angus out there. Think of him,

laddie, lying there in the bottom of
that lake for 900 years, all covered

slimy crawly things and in that horrible
monster shape of his.

Now, once I'm free, he'll be free too.

Now, stand aside, ladies, stand aside,
and I'll be over in a snick -snack job.

Dr. Smith isn't a good man, but he's not
a bad one either.

The thing is, he's alive.

He's a man like you were once.

Remember how it was when you could be
strong and weak all at the same time?

When you wanted to do good things, but
they turned out bad because you were

human and a man like Dr. Smith.

Angus, please, ask Hamish to let Dr.

Smith go.

You put Hamish Rue Glamis to shame.

What about Dr. Smith?

Ah, yes.

Well, all right. Take him. Take him and
go back where you belong.

Thanks, Hamish.

And thank Angus, too. Aye, we'll go off
with you.

Yes, pretty good.

for one thing. What?

I sure feel sorry for poor Hamish and
Angus back there.

Sorry indeed, the back of my hand to the
both of them.

However, it might perhaps be the time
for charity to outweigh justice.

Well, maybe a bit of a tune will cheer
us up, eh, Angus?

Mayor de Glamis.

Yes? Who calls Hamish Roo Glamis?

It's your father, Hamish.

Father? I haven't heard from you in a
long time.

Hamish, my son, you failed to take your
righteous revenge.

I know, father, I know.

But like you always say, I am a bit of a
fool.

Hamish, you might have lost your chance
for eternal rest.

You were guilty of charity, Hamish.

Yes, I... I suppose so. And for that,
Hamish, lair of Glamis, there can be but

one judgment.

Come home, Hamish.

Oh, you... You mean for... You've earned
your rest. Now get a move on.

Oh.

What... What about poor Angus, father?

Oh, take him along.

Agus, come on out, Daddy.

Out. Come on out up on there.

Here, give me your hand.

if you ask me. No one did, you
Neanderthal ninny. And spare me the

libs. All right, all right, wait.

Now, you're in the house, Dr. Smith, and
the mother reacts in fear.

Let's hear it.

Play doesn't need a director. It needs a
referee.

Now, when you're all ready to take this
seriously, call me!

Do not leave, Will Robinson.

We need you.

We don't need the writer or the
director. All we need is the star.

Me. Penny, let's try it for my entrance.

I will knock and you will answer.

What was my line again?

Just one moment.

Oh, yes. Now I remember.

We're waiting for the knock at the door,
Dr. Smith.