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Outer orbital velocity maintained.

Exiting final atmosphere.

Switch to reserve fuel cells for firing
check.

John, is anything wrong?

Looks like impurities in the reserve
fuel system. We're going to try a short

blast at maximum thrust to clean them
out. Now, stand by below.

Impurities? There may be noxious fumes.
I must get my gas mask.

All right, maximum acceleration.

Full forward thrust, one minute.

Full forward thrust.

One minute.

We're getting close to the speed of
light.

Minute universe.

How fast?

Fifty -eight.

Nineteen. One minute.

It's not responding. We're still at
maximum acceleration.

We're on runaway thrust.

I can't slow us down.

I've hit the emergency circuit breakers.
Warning,

warning. Vehicle velocity now equivalent
to speed of light. Velocity now

increasing beyond EM radiation speed.

Oh dear, where am I?

Why does everything look so glassy?

I must be underwater at the bottom of
some terrible sea.

William.

William, wake up.

Judy. Penny.

Dear lady.

Alone.

I'm alone. The only survivor.

How could they do this to me?

Woe is me. Alack and alas.

Woe is me. Whatever shall I do?

Professor, Major, you too.

Alack and alas. Good heavens, what is
this?

A manta ray?

A giant streak?

Correction. I am a robot, as you will
plainly see if you will remove your gas

mask.

It's all your fault, you computerized
cod.

What has happened to us? Where are we?

Good questions, Dr. Smith.

Referring to your first question, I have
sufficient data to conclude that

runaway acceleration past the speed of
light has carried the Jupiter II into

hyperdrive. Stop cackling and say what
you mean.

We are not where we were.

I warn you, don't try my patience.

Where are we? Both visual and electronic
data indicate that electromagnetic

radiation at runaway velocity has
brought us to a space warp, to that

system containing the planet Earth.

Did you say Earth?

Where? In colloquial terms, at 12 o
'clock low.

What? Where?

Professor, are you alive? Thank heaven.

He says it's Earth, but I don't believe
it. Oh, don't torment me. It's an

illusion, a mirage, a doomed man's
apparition.

No, Smith, that's no apparition.

That's our solar system.

And that Earth.

We're home.

This ghastly nightmare is over.

It is over, isn't it?

Definitely, and without a shadow of a
doubt. That is Earth.

Our journeys are over.

Are you sure?

Quite sure that that is Earth.

Quite.

I knew it. I knew it all along. But I
thought it would be so much nicer for

to find out for yourself.

Dr. Smith, you have got to be kidding.

might like to know we're still around.

I've got a gamut. Don't tell me now.

I think that they'll identify themselves
once you've raised them on your Z

-band. Yeah, right. We'd better suit up
for re -entry, too.

All right, I'll tell them over to the
children.

Well, of course, of course.

Major, can I be of any assistance to
you?

Just stand clear and don't hold your
breath. This isn't going to be easy. Ah,

Major, I have the utmost confidence in
you.

Alpha Control, this is the Jupiter II.
Come in.

Come in, Alpha Control. This is Jupiter
II preparing for re -entry. Come in.

No luck.

No. We've tried every possible radio
beam frequency we have.

Also all the power we've got.

Something strange is going on.

Well, is it possible that they've
changed their communication system?

Could be. We've been away for a while.

We'll be hitting re -entry within three
minutes. I want everyone on the lower

deck and strapped in.

I can smell pine and fresh water.

A pond or a lake.

It smells like burning leaves like fall.

Do you feel cold?

Just happy.

Man -made buildings.

And look over there. I can see the glow
of light from the city.

Soon we'll be among friends.

Oh, I'm so happy I could just shout.

I'd like to do what Dr. Smith is doing.
Oh, sweet earth, how lovely.

More delectable than the rarest wine.

Friends, countrymen, ladies and
gentlemen, as I look about me and all

smiling faces... Dr. Smith, there's no
one here but us, so I think you'd better

save your homecoming address for someone
who has to listen to it.

Strange. I could have sworn there was a
multitude out here.

But no matter, William. Come along.

Let us tread the friendly paths of Earth
and see what we can see.

All right, but I think you two better
stay within range of the ship.

Both of you.

Well, we don't have any transportation,
Mom.

And you know how Dr. Smith is about
walking.

Fiddle with I, William.

Come along.

Well, shall we go see for ourselves?

I can see a sort of gate over there. And
a shack.

Maybe there's someone there.

All right, let's go see what we can see.

A parking area by the look of it. Yeah.

Did you check our Earth calendar?

As best I could.

Give or take a week or two. It's the
month of October, the Earth year 1999.

This could be a weekend.

Let's go.

Well, that's odd.

It doesn't look as though there's been
anybody here for some time.

Yet, look, there isn't much dust.

Try calling the communication center.

What, on this?

I don't know. I've seen pictures of
people using them, but I don't know if

will work.

Hello?

Hello, this is Maureen Robinson from the
Jupiter II.

Do you read me?

Sounds like one of our alarm bells.

I think we'd better get back to this
ship and report to your father.

Hello? Anyone here?

I guess you were right. Must be a
weekend.

Doc, did you ever see one of those?

I saw a car like this, it was in a
museum.

What's he doing here?

Beats me.

Don, look at this.

Well, I was right.

Michigan. A year.

47.

1947.

What do you make of that?

This is emergency station MTG.

All listeners are urged to stay tuned to
this station for full minute -by

-minute reports on the grave situation
which now faces this area.

At 2 .35 this morning, an unidentifiable
flying object was seen in the skies

above Lake Superior.

At the same time, all power and
communication within a 200 -mile radius

station MTG failed.

Witnesses now report...

The craft, which appears to navigate
without propellers or steering gear, has

landed in the parking area of a sawmill
in Manitou Junction.

All citizens capable of bearing arms are
urged to report at once to the home of

Joseph Cragmire on Willow Lane, Manitou
Junction.

It is believed that the occupants of the
unidentified object are dangerous

emissaries of a world not our own.

No.

You are listening to emergency station
MTG.

The time is now 3 .15 a .m. Saturday,
October 17th, 1947.

Please stand by.

Did you hear that?

Dangerous emissaries of a world not
their own.

Yeah, I also heard the date.

The year, 1947.

The same as on that license plate.

This car is new to them.

And we're 50 years out of our time.

I don't know exactly what that means to
us.

I know what it means to them.

They think we're aliens.

Aliens? Yes.

Let's get back to the ship.

If you shoot at them, too, you're going
to have a whole slew of them piling out

of that there blimp. How many do you
reckon there are, Grover? Could be a

army of them. What they're made of, they
don't take up no room.

A tale to tomorrow story I was reading
said they ain't nothing but electric

shatters, and that their vehicle ain't
much more.

Put your hand on it, all you'd get would
be a high -voltage shock.

That's what blew out our power when
they're coming down here.

In the story, they called them Voltons.

That's what they are, I reckon.

Voltons, eh?

Then maybe we could blow out their fuses
if we put the fire hose on them. Here

comes a couple more of them.

That's a pile of sawn lumber, Dr. Smith.

Yes, obviously, for the construction of
the reviewing stand, William.

They always have reviewing stands for
returning heroes, you know.

Yes, indeed.

I shall be here.

With the usual dignitaries on either
side of me as the color guard goes

by, followed by crack regiments, while
overhead squadrons of planes come over.

Now, look here.

Look here, my good man.

Get your hands up.

And that goes for you, too.

He doesn't understand, sir. We're not
trespassing. Get him up.

Are you asking to be shot?

You realize, of course, that you will be
severely disciplined when your

superiors are informed of the
indignities you are inflicting upon me?

Exactly how they tried to hoodwink folks
and that their story, Charlie.

Sir Valtone's a young one, Grover.

Hey, that hurts.

I'll hand him, sir.

You want an electric shatter?

Of course not. I'm human.

That's our spaceship over there.

Look, I know we've been away for a long
time, but you must have heard of the

Jupiter, too.

Well, we've just come back.

Indeed we have.

And covered with glory, may I add.

Gentlemen, I shall be more than pleased
to overlook your misplaced and

overzealous sense of duty if you will be
good enough to direct us to command

headquarters. Chief, I'm up.

You voltone sure know how to spin a good
yarn, but you ain't fooling us. No

sorry enough for a minute. Now you just
turn yourselves around and start

marching. You may not remember me, but
you must remember my father, John

Robinson.

We were on every video screen in the
country when we lifted off.

I know all about video screens, young
fella.

Read about them in a mechanics magazine.

But they ain't due for a couple of years
yet. Leastways not around here.

What? There were millions of them, even
way back in 1950.

Oh, that's a good 'un.

1950 ain't for three years yet.

What? Do you mean to say that this is
1946?

47's what it is. Now move.

Oh, good heavens, William.

Dr. Smith, we must have passed through a
time warp. We're 50 years ahead of

them. I said move.

Wait a minute, Grover. Look, they ain't
electric shatters like you said. They

don't talk so different from us. Maybe
we was wrong.

You think so?

Please believe us, sir. We're from
Earth. We are. We are.

All personnel report back to the Jupiter
immediately.

I repeat, all personnel report back to
the Jupiter.

High time you arrived, you blithering
bumpkin.

Inform these ignorant busybodies who we
are.

Don't come no closer or I'll shoot.
Don't threaten him, sir. He might blast

I ain't afraid of no ball -toned.

before those jokers really get me riled
up.

Come on, William!

Hostiles is right.

Yes, I realize it would be tempting to
stay and try to make them understand

we're not Voltones or whatever it is
they call us.

But no one, not here nor anywhere else
in this entire country is going to

believe for one minute that our presence
is 50 years in their future.

Why, they'd shun us.

Or worse, they'd put it in some
institution to have our heads examined.

Well, couldn't we sort of live apart?

We've been on our own for a good long
time now.

We could make our own lives.

Well, on top of some isolated mountain,
cut off from society, and with no hope

of surviving into our own time.

Well, you're right, dear. I suppose we
have to find our way back into the time

in which we belong.

Well, when do we go?

It'll take at least a half a day to fix
our inertial guidance system.

Return to that dreadful desolation out
there? Never!

Why don't you understand?

With our knowledge of the future, we
could be the masters of this entire

What's the use of being a master, Dr.
Smith, if everyone thinks you're some

of a kook?

Kook indeed, my dear, a king.

Forget it, Smith.

We're here by accident, not design.

And we're not taking over what isn't
ours to take.

Now, let's get busy.

It'll be light soon. I want to lift off
at 1600 hours. That's 12 hours from now.

so sorrow, they're throwing away half a
century of priceless wisdom.

How can they do this to me?

All right, let's have a little
discipline around here. Come on.

Follow him right along there.

When was the last time you fellas
cleaned your pieces?

We're not going possum hunting on this
expedition.

Hey, Joe, when are we moving out, huh?

It's Captain Cragmire, till the enemy
has licked and taken prisoner.

Yes, sir, Captain Cragmire.

Now, then, when I was fighting the enemy
at Chateau Thierry, I said to myself,

Joe Cragmire, I said, fight like you
never fought before.

Because in his whole life, a man only
gets one chance to be a hero.

But we've got another chance today, all
of us, to do our duty, to hit the enemy

where it hurts, to protect our homes and
loved ones.

And to show them inhuman farmers up
there that us folks in Manitou Junction

as strong as a rock, impregnable as a
fortress, courageous as a lion.

Hit the dirt!

around the sawmill. Call me Captain when
you address me, Grover.

What'd they look like? Well, they fixed
up their faces to look like us, but they

couldn't do nothing about their bodies.
Their skin's all silvery, like the

underside of a speckled trout.

Then two more of them come around. Tell
me about the big fella, Grover, the one

with the electric shooting iron. He was
their leader, I reckon. Light didn't

come out of his arms. We both was hit.
You should have seen him, Joe. I mean,

Captain. Head big as a rendering bat.

Arms big enough around like a honey
locust tree.

And a body the size of an elephant.

shooting at him didn't do no good. We
stayed out there till it was light. That

big fella's still out there.

We've got ourselves a dilemma, men. We
can't get no messages out, and like us

not, they'd spot a man if we sent them
for help.

Any suggestions?

Well, maybe we could lure them out one
at a time, rope them, knock out their

circuits with an insulated pipe wrench.

Yeah.

Men, has Deputy Mayor amounted to a
junction, and in the absence of Mayor,

got her on a fishing...

Although I'll never know why you voted
for him instead of me.

I have just made a decision.

For the protection of our community and
the defense of our nation, we have

formed ourselves into a squad of
vigilantes.

All those who can throw a lasso, hands
up.

All right. Now, you men provide
yourselves with ropes and insulated pipe

wrenches and proceed to the sawmill.

Your mission, to decoy those varmints
out of their blimp and bring them back

here alive.

Now, the rest of you will patrol the
town.

And keep this command post well informed
of all enemy activities.

I guess I don't have to tell you. I'd
like to be up on the front lines with

But being commanding officer, I've got
to stay here at the command post and

strategy. I like this roping trick.

All right. Battle stations, men. And
good luck.

Halt! Who goes there?

Hush, Ninny. You know perfectly well who
I am. This area is off limits to all

Jupiter personnel until further notice.
For your information, I am no longer a

member of the Jupiter Menage. My destiny
is clear. It lies yonder among the

worthy citizens of this backward
civilization, which will, of course,

rapidly under my guidance.

Come along, sir. You will join me as my
electronic aide -de -camp.

Negative, Dr. Smith. My destiny is also
clear.

It lies here and yonder.

Have you no imagination, you digitized
dunce?

This world is our oyster.

I prefer cybernetics to seafood, Dr.
Smith.

Bah, boobie.

Spare me your people attempts at humor.

And you.

I'm afraid the girls haven't reconciled
themselves to having their hopes dashed.

For that matter, I'm not sure I have
either.

I tried to explain to them, but... I
know.

It takes a while for the heart to catch
up with the head.

Beautiful sky, isn't it? So's the land.

I saw it on the video screen.

Cornfields.

Orchards with ripe fruit.

Pastures. Birds flying.

Mom, would it be all right if we went
over to the orchards and picked some

apples? Well, look, it isn't far.

Well, all right.

You run ahead, but be sure to come right
back if you see anyone. I promise.

I'd kind of like to have gone with them.

This area is off limits, too. I know.
I'm looking for Dr. Smith. Have you seen

him? I have seen the former Dr.

Smith. The former?

He has returned to the fifth decade of
the 20th century to fish for oysters.

You mean he went into town?

Affirmative. I'd better go get him back.

Come on, you'd better come with me.

My orders are to... Well, this order
supersedes all previous orders. Now,

go.

Poor devil, they've all hidden
themselves.

They're all afraid of harmless little
Zachary Smith.

I must find a way to gain their
confidence. Watch.

Try and get a fix on Dr. Smith's
whereabouts, robot.

I have already performed that operation.

My sensors now indicate that Dr.

Smith is in there.

Have patience, Will Robinson.

Dr. Smith!

So, there you are, you catamorning
cloud.

I see you've changed your mind about
joining me. I knew you would.

And you've brought a young volunteer
with you.

Splendid. A very wise decision, William.

And your parents will also think better
of leaving once they realize how

pleasant life is going to be for us all
here.

You're all mixed up, Dr. Smith. We can't
stay here. This just isn't our world.

The robot and I came to take you back.

Ridiculous. I won't hear of it.

I came, I saw, and I intend to conquer.

But, Dr. Smith. Grab them, boys.

Here they are, boys. I caught them for
you. Warning, warning, warning.

There we are.

Hey,

turn loose. Let me go. Let me go.

Let me go.

Forgive me, William, but I had to do
this for your own good.

You can come a little closer. I mean,
I'm not going to bite you or anything.

I'm not supposed to be here at all, but
I couldn't resist taking a peek.

You don't look very dangerous.

I'm not dangerous.

Neither is he.

But you're Voltons.

Voltons can assume any shape they like.

They can even speak our language.

That's what Mr. Grover told my father.

Well, Mr. Grover's wrong.

I'm as human as you are.

Oh, not him. He's a robot.

The only problem is we got here 50 years
too early.

Will you please untie these ropes so I
can explain to someone who we really

Please? I'm sorry, but I can't believe a
word you say.

Golly, you sure do act awfully human,
even though you aren't. But I am human!

am! I am!

I am! I am!

What's the use?

up on these here extraterrestrial
phenomena, I reckon I can handle most of

Where did you say he was from, Chief?

Chickasaw Falls, Captain. Got me a good
look at their vehicle and my astro

-telescope. I knew they'd be landing
here, so I figured I'd just mosey on

give you all a hand.

Yeah, well, we sure need it.

Now, mind you, I ain't saying that you
folks ain't defending yourselves as

efficiently as you know how.

But I guess a little bit of my know -how
won't come amiss.

Well, you sure know how to stop that big
one, Cole. He plucked that there motor

clean out of his hide. Yeah, clean out
of his hide.

Now, Captain, no offense, but if I'm
going to be of any help to you, I'm

to need full authority over your
vigilantes.

Full? Full.

Well, as Captain and Deputy Mayor, I
could appoint you a second lieutenant.

No. First lieutenant. No, it ain't good
enough. It's got to be major or nothing.

Well, I reckon with your know -how, you
outrank me. Major it is.

Stand at ease, Cragmire.

Inform the rest of the battalion of a
change in command, gents. Yes, sir,

Yes, sir.

Well, this is only the beginning.

What did you say?

Nothing, nothing.

I'm going to interrogate the prisoners,
Cragmire. Stand at ease.

Poor dear William, it cuts me to the
quick to see you in such a predicament.

But until you can face things
realistically, you must be treated as an

It's you who aren't facing things
realistically, Dr. Smith.

You know very well that Jupiter II won't
leave without us.

Precisely, dear boy.

Sooner or later they will come around to
my way of thinking and realize that one

world in hand is worth two in space.

William, if you will promise to give me
your full support and cooperation.

Dr. Smith.

Please go away.

You're beginning to bother me.

Bother indeed.

Mind your manners, will you?

If these apples are so good, I could eat
them all.

Well, we'll save some seeds and try
growing them in the hydroponic garden.

Hey,

you're a girl.

I was some kind of a zombie?

Well, aren't you?

Oh, you people are so foolish.

Look, all that happened is we landed
here out of our time zone, and you

are treating us like hostile aliens.

Please take this rope off. It's hurting
me.

You know, you speak so natural -like.

I could almost believe you.

Apples?

Oh, now...

Now, don't tell me you Voltons eat those
things. Of course we do. And we're not

Voltons. We're people, just like the
rest of you.

Well, the way Smith felt about Fang, I'd
say he went into town to try to make

contact with him. Yes, but Will wouldn't
do that.

Well, he's missing. So's the robot.

Mom! Dad!

They got Judy!

They threw a rope around her and...
Where?

Right outside, under the shed.

Where'd you get him?

Over there.

Oh, at Jensen's place.

It's lucky he didn't catch you.

Oh, is it any better being caught by
you?

Please, you know I'm being truthful.

You've got to let me go.

I have orders to bring you in alive.

But if you give me any trouble, I'll...
All right, stop it!

Drop it.

Oh, I tried to explain to him who we
were, Dad, but he just wouldn't

Are you her father?

Yes. I'm also the father of a young boy
named Will Robinson.

Do you know where he is?

No. My orders were to come here and try
and capture you one at a time.

Is there anyone else in the area?

You'd better answer me.

Some. Scattered about.

Now, you listen to me.

How we got here isn't important now.

You wouldn't understand anyway.

But we're leaving here at 1600 hours,
and I want my boy back when I go.

So I'm giving you one hour to get him
back here.

Well, we're coming into town with lasers
a lot more powerful than this one.

And there won't be much left standing
when we leave.

One hour, boy.

He tried to be nice.

Yeah.

Well, I never did trust those old
-fashioned boys.

I still didn't understand why you
decided I wasn't dangerous.

I didn't. The Major said it was all
right for me to feed you.

The Major?

The Fire Chief.

He's the one in charge of all the
vigilantes now.

Figures. Look, he's really not a Fire
Chief. His name is Dr. Smith, and he

belongs with us on the Jupiter II.

Now, he's just got some silly idea that
he'd be happier living here than with us

where he belongs.

You mean he's a Voltone, too?

Of course not. There's no such thing as
a Voltone. Don't you understand?

You don't understand, do you?

Look, you see this?

I chipped it off an outcrop on the
planet we were living on before we came

Take it.

It's not going to hurt you. It's just a
jewel from another planet.

Now, two years ago, when we lifted off
for Alpha Centauri, that star.

Two years ago?

Oh.

Well, to you, that would be about 50
years in the future.

What's the matter?

I don't know.

It's just that, well, if I do believe
you and you really are telling the

we can never meet.

At least not for real.

Oh, that's all right. You can keep that.
That'll prove we met for real.

I hate to have to do this, but I have to
tie you up again.

That's all right. You're just obeying
orders.

Manitou Junction will be the cybernetic
center of the world.

People will come from far and near to
worship at the cybernetic shrine which

shall build here.

Do you figure them Boltones will do all
this even when we capture them? They

will have no choice if they wish to
survive.

Well, have you worked out a plan how to
capture them? I see no reason to believe

that capture will be necessary.

Uh, something's happened to your voice.
You don't sound the same no more.

Not to worry, Cragmire.

Just trying Manitou Junction's future
aren't for size, as you might say.

Joe! Joe!

You got one of their young 'uns here?

We got two of them under arrest, if
that's what you mean. Well, if they

get their young 'un back right away,
they're going to come here and blast

Manitou Junction right off the face of
the map. That's what they told me.

Captain, round up your men. We march at
once.

Our mission is target Jupiter.

Yes, sir.

Alas, poor Robertsons.

There are none so blind as those that
will not see.

But what must be must surely be.

Chickasaw falls in deep.

Go! How much longer?

Two minutes.

Well, if they were coming, they'd be
here by now.

This is an ultimatum. You have five
minutes to lay down your weapons and

surrender. If your vehicle is not
evacuated and the order obeyed within

stipulated time, the Jupiter will be
destroyed.

He's gone berserk.

You're wasting precious time, Jupiter
personnel.

My ultimatum was issued in your own best
interest.

The crazy chump, he really believes
that.

Yes, I think he does.

Inside, come on.

Well, they're going back on the blimp.
There ain't no point in blowing it up

with them inside.

Never hear of Smith.

I mean, the chief is here.

What about those guns of theirs?

They wouldn't dream of using them.

Say, how come you know so much about
them, chief?

You've seen one, you've seen them all.

All you people out there, listen to me.

Now, whatever you may believe...

or whatever you may have been told about
us, none of it's true.

We are citizens of the United States
just as you are.

Now, if you find that hard to
understand, let me explain.

It wasn't until the year 1970 that the
United States first landed a man on the

moon.

Now, that's 25 years from now in your
time.

But 25 years ago in our time.

I don't get it, Chief. Do you?

He's trying to confuse us. Pay no
attention to him.

I'm warning you, Professor.

Your time is running out.

I think we should get off the ship.

In his present frame of mind, there's no
telling what Smith might do.

No, they're here.

I'll go out and talk to them.

Well, the time's about up. We gonna blow
them up like you said?

That won't be necessary. Here comes one
of them.

these people into believing about us.

The fact remains that at 1600 hours
we're lifting off, and I want Will

when we do.

Hey, Chief, how come he knows your name?

All these aliens have extrasensory
perception, Cragmire.

My dear chap, as you can plainly see, I
hold the upper hand.

For your sake and for the sake of your
loved ones, I urge you for the last time

to take my advice and order them to
evacuate the ship.

I want my son returned.

Please stay.

Half a century can't make all that
difference to you.

It makes all the difference in the
world.

And if you're serious about destroying
the Jupiter II, then you'll have to

destroy us along with it.

Arrest him!

We can afford to wait now. The others
will come out directly now that we've

captured the leader.

This hurts me much more than it does
you.

But you'll feel so much better when
you've reconciled yourself to the

inevitable.

Robinson. Good.

Untie me so we can get out of here.

Affirmative.

There.

Okay, let's go.

Hey, don't worry about the robot. He
won't hurt you. He won't hurt anyone

friendly. I think you both better stay
in the barn.

Well, I'd like to oblige you, Stacy, but
we're headed for the Jupiter, and I

don't think you can stop us. Where is
everybody?

They're over there.

They took the cannon from the town
square.

What would they want with a cannon?

The chief said his mission was target
Jupiter.

Target Jupiter?

They're going to blow it up. Come on,
robot, let's go.

Wait. You can't go through town that
way.

The vigilantes are still patrolling the
street.

Is there another way?

I think so. Wait here.

We're not going to wait much longer.

Well, he ain't paying you no mind,
Chief.

What are you going to do? The men are
getting hungry for their supper.

Is that all they can think of at a time
like this, Cragmire?

Food?

I warn you, don't try my patience too
far.

Oh, please be sensible.

Is it sensible to try to live in a
country where you're not known?

Where there's no record of your birth?

Where the very houses we lived in
haven't been built yet?

Get with it. Use your head, Smith. You
don't belong in this age any more than

do. But it's Earth, sweet Earth, and I
do want to live here.

All right, suit yourself.

But you mustn't prevent us from leaving.

Or are you afraid to be left here alone?

That's it, isn't it? You are afraid.

I'm not.

I'm not afraid.

Oh, please, please order them to
evacuate to Jupiter.

No, Smith.

That's your job.

Very well, so be it.

You have one minute, you hear? One
minute.

You have one minute to lay down your
guns and evacuate the ship.

I don't think he's responsible for his
actions anymore.

I think we'd better do as he said.

Where do you kids think you're going?
Your father gives strict orders all

and children got to stay indoors till
the emergency's over, Stacy.

This is an emergency, too.

Mr. Grover, we have to plant the
scarecrow in Daddy's cornfield, or there

be any corn come harvest time.

Well, hurry it up, then.

Watch out for them voltones.

You know, that boy's face looks
familiar.

Do you know who he is?

All boys look alike to me.

Mischief -makers, the lot of them.

Mr. Smith, we've done as you asked.

Now, do you intend to destroy the only
means we have of getting back where we

belong? Much as I regret it, madam, that
is precisely what I intend to do.

But believe me, dear lady, you will not
be sorry once you've established

yourself in this pleasant little
community.

Are we ready?

It's my cannon. You've got to let me
give the order to fire it.

A child and his playthings. Proceed,
Cragmire.

and it ain't right on the target.

Ah, that's good. Now, load it up.

Come on, hurry up.

All right, now. This is it.

Don't! Don't shoot!

Stacy, what are you doing here?

You get on home right away, do you hear?

You can't blow up their ship, Daddy.
It's all they've got to get back where

belong. Nonsense. They belong here with
me.

Do you really want to belong here, Dr.
Smith?

Indeed I do. It's a far sight better
than anything out there.

Out where, Chief?

Stand by your gun, Cragmire. I'll handle
my tones.

Sometimes I feel like that, too.

But I don't think it will really work.

It will work.

All right, Dr. Smith.

If you're that sure about it, I'll take
the chance and stay here with you.

Provided you let everyone go and don't
blow up the Jupiter.

Oh, well.

Now, you don't know what you're saying,
son.

I think I do, Dad.

It'll mean for the next 50 years I'll be
living here like the people are living

here now.

And even though I'd be kind of old the
next time I see you all, I won't forget

you. I'll be thinking about you and Mom
and Judy and Penny and Don every minute.

Is it a deal, Dr. Smith?

Dear William, of course it's a deal.

With my extraordinary technical
knowledge and with a small assist from

shall initiate these yokels into the
mysteries of space explorations before

even happen. We shall be the Einsteins
of tomorrow.

The mission is scrubbed, Cragmire. You
may take your gun and go home.

Oh, now, look, Chief. You mean you're
going to let these Vartons go after what

you said they could do from Manitou
Junction? We don't need them.

Yes, we do.

This is it. Now watch the recoil.

Fire!

Flak that jet!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

I won't unless you try to prevent us
from leaving.

You think we're photons, aliens.

Well, if that's what you believe, that's
what we are.

I won't try to change your mind.

Let's just say that we came here, and
when we found out we didn't belong, we

left.

Well, if that's the way they feel about
it, Chief, we'd better let them all go,

huh? Oh, but don't you worry. I'll give
you a ride back to your firehouse and

check us off walls.

Check us off walls, indeed!

Wait for me!

Fulton's ain't gonna drop him off in
Chickasaw Falls.

Yeah? Yes, sir, Colonel. Right here in
Manitou Falls.

I had a crew aboard.

Came right down into our parking lot.
When it left, it took one of our own

people along.

Yeah, the fire chief over to Chickasaw
Falls.

Well, I can't say exactly what it looked
like. Kind of a... Well, kind of like a

plate or a saucer. Yeah, yeah, that's
what you'd call it, a flying saucer.

Yeah, yes, sir.

Couldn't be anything to what they said
about being human beings like us.

Could it, Craig?

I don't know, Stacy. I just don't know.

But whichever, I don't guess we'll ever
hear no flying saucers anymore.