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The inside temperature.

95.

It's rising.

It may explode.

Relax.

Hyperatomic explosive won't detonate at
that temperature. When it reaches 115,

then we begin to worry. Not sure.

It's up to 100.

Let's make sure that explosive doesn't
shake around too much. That's all.

Jupiter. Jupiter 2. Come in, Jupiter 2.

Go ahead, Don.

John, we can't see the volcano yet, but
we must be getting awfully close to it.

Everything around here is lit up like
the Fourth of July.

All right, now maintain a heading at 3
-1 -5.

3 -1 -5 it is.

Getting there, that'll be the minor
problem.

Capping that volcano successfully,
that's the real job.

And if it doesn't work?

Well, we lose the escape window for our
scheduled liftoff. Or risk flying

through that flammable volcanic gas.

One spark from our exhaust axon. Let's
not get into that.

In the event that we should be fortunate
enough to escape total annihilation,

there is also the corrosive effect of
the gases on the hull of the Jupiter to

considered. Is there any danger from the
volcano of a fourth day?

Well, Penny, this is an ancient and very
unstable planet. That's one danger.

The other and more immediate danger is
right here.

We're right in the path of that volcanic
blow.

Now, are there any more questions?

Well, I have one.

It's not really a question, but I sure
hope that the explosive in that chariot

is powerful enough to cap that volcano,
but good.

Ah! Ah!

Oh, no!

No, don't go off! Don't!

You ever volunteered to go on this
perilous journey? You didn't volunteer.

Smith, you were afforded by me.

Check the inside temperature again.

Temperature? Temperature? Yes.

They like the cool.

Not you, the explosive.

Are they almost there?

Less than a mile to go.

Go away!

Go away!

Focus, apparition.

That's all it wants.

Major, it's beating to bubble. I can
hear it. You must stop the chariot

immediately. Let me out, you hear?

Hold on, Smith. We're almost there.

There's going to be another eruption.

And another.

That's why we're here, you... to prevent
that.

Keep your voice down. The sound waves
may blow us to kingdom come. Careful. It

hasn't done so yet. It won't do so now,
Smith. No thanks to you. Indeed.

After all my efforts to prevent
disaster.

Let's just get to the business at hand.

Well, there she is.

It's stopped erupting. There's no point
in disturbing its dormant condition.

Where are you going, Smith?

I want to get my vacuum flask. I require
a bit of refreshment before returning

to the Jupiter. Uh -uh, not so fast.

In the first place, volcanoes don't go
dormant just like that. And in the

place, before you take your coffee
break, we're going up that hillside.

There's a blowhole on the side of that
volcano.

Okay, you get the explosives and I'll
get the rest of the equipment. Major,

sometimes your deal for useless work is
quite boring.

I told you to get the explosive.

It's my malarial egg, Major. It comes
upon me suddenly when I least expect it.

And it gives me the shivers as you can
plainly see.

Hungry!

Hungry!

Help!

Major.

Major.

Reassure me.

Tell me they're all apparitions.

Not this time, Smith.

Looks like they got here long before we
did.

A couple of million years, maybe.

Hungry! Hungry!

I don't know what that means, but this
stuff is plenty dangerous.

And the sooner you get out of here, the
better off you'll all be.

Yes. Shoo! Shoo!

No, shoo.

Go on.

You don't know what you're fooling
around with.

I want that explosive back.

No!

No!

Uncanny powers.

I don't like this at all.

Well, if you like it, I'll get you some
more. I'll just drive back to my camp.

Give me to keep an eye on them until I
return.

What?

What?

Axel Solisman, I was only trying to
help.

The only reason he's not answering is
that he's busy planning that explosive.

Are you sure he's getting our signal?

No, I'm not.

We can't get a picture on the screen.

Do you think those signals are some kind
of a message?

The only message I'm getting is that
they're jamming our receiving and our

sending.

Robot, I want an analysis of those
signals and the picture.

Data indicates that they are a
combination of primitive and advanced

communication technology.

What kind of primitive communication
could we be getting?

Ancient planet.

Ancient civilization?

On this planet?

Oh, I'm just noodling, honey.

The only thing we can keep doing is try
to raise Don.

One or two more like that and we can
expect that lava flow on our doorstep

within 24 hours.

At least the explosive's still intact.

I can only persuade them to keep it that
way. What about us? I fear they will

not leave us intact.

Only,

only.

Oh, please, please, stop. I have a
headache.

Margaret.

Look, I realize we don't understand each
other very well.

But we are not your enemies.

Do you understand that?

Look, all we're trying to do is to set
up this explosive, you see, and prevent

the volcano from erupting and causing
death and destruction all over this

planet.

Can't you understand that?

I am not yet ready to understand.

You must wait.

Then you speak. Then you must understand
what I'm saying.

Gather round, friends. Gather round. And
let

me tell you what I'm going to do.

This remarkable invention is to be given
away here today, free, gratis, and for

nothing, without any obligation, and at
no cost whatsoever.

Yes, friends, feast your eyes on this
unique implement and imagines of

and one uses to which it can be put.
Now, let me show you. Oh, a knife, do

see? And a screwdriver.

And a bottle opener.

And a ballpoint pen, you see.

And a shoehorn.

Isn't that nice?

And here we have a unique spot -removing
pencil absolutely guaranteed to remove

all stubborn spots.

We spot coffee spots, even a leopard
spot. Yes.

And now, last but not least, a fine
example of the cutler's art.

A stainless steel fork. Very handy at
picnics, hunting and fishing trips. But

not for home cooking.

Here you are, dear sir.

Have a good time.

But the strangers approach.

I really meant no harm, my dear sir.

Actually, I should not be here at all.

I came most unwillingly. This gentleman
will bear me out.

That's what I like about you, Smith.
Your loyalty.

Well, can you understand us now?

Aye, Rondon.

Speak to you.

To the power of the Great Virginia.

the beneficent rector of our destiny.

We have understood you from the
beginning.

We have also made an evaluation of the
type of life form you represent.

Oh, heavens.

I'm afraid they're machine worshippers.

Perhaps if we do as they do, they'll let
us go.

When in Rome, you know.

Proteinius.

Proteinius.

Proteinius. Rise!

You are not of our people. Rise!

Yes. Yes, of course, my dear sir.

You know.

I'm very fond of machines.

Actually, I have great admiration for
that one.

Silence! Look.

If the great Britannius understands us
so well, you must know that we're not

your enemies.

The fact that you are here makes you our
enemies.

You may have contaminated us by your
presence and endangered our future

Why would our presence contaminate you?

Your life form is different than ours.

Our life form is temporary.

Yours is permanent.

Is that bad?

We are in the early stages of evolution.

Before the great protinius can transport
us to another form of life, we must

remain free of contamination from other
forms of life.

Therefore, before the nature of your
destruction can be determined, you will

kept in quarantine.

Quarantine? You mean like an imported
animal?

Well, let me assure you, my dear sir,
that I am perfectly healthy. I never

catch cold.

Quiet, sir.

How long do you, uh...

Plan to keep us in quarantine.

That question has already been answered.

By your being here, you have forfeited
your lives.

What about yours?

The great Botinius knows so much, he
knows about that volcano. And if I don't

get it capped, there'll be no life form
for anyone.

The volcano will not harm us.

In its depths lies the arm of fighting
flame of our life force.

If it is still, we will die.

It must burn free.

I'm not waiting around to see it burn
free. Come on, Smith.

The strangers will make no further
attempts to escape.

If they do, they will be instantly
destroyed.

It's not the explosion at the volcano.

Volcano! We'll be buried alive!

Maureen?

Right here, John. Have you found them?

Not a trace.

I can't raise them either.

We've been trying at this end, too, but
so far, not a sign of them.

Right now, that volcano's quiet.

My guess is the next time it blows,
that's going to be the big one.

I don't know what happened to them, but
obviously they haven't been able to cap

it. Well, what do you think we should
do?

I'm heading back to the ship for another
charge of explosives.

Don and Smith will have to wait until
we've gotten it capped.

Out.

What could have happened to them, Mom? I
don't know, dear.

All we can do is just keep trying to
raise them or hope that they call us.

I guess you're just as worried about Don
and Dr. Smith as I am, Robot.

Worrying is not a character trait of
robots, Will Robinson.

However, I am aware of your concern, and
my sensors are at full stretch in the

effort to locate their whereabouts.

But you've had no luck, right?

Very little.

So far, the best I've been able to do is
discover the existence of a pass which

could get you to the area in which they
were last heard from in double quick

time. Well, then what are we waiting
for? Let's go.

Have you been granted maternal consent
to make a trip which may be fraught with

much peril?

Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no
lies, robot.

And besides, quit telling me what the
trip may be fraught with. You're

like Dr.

Smith. His timidity can be infectious.

Well, tighten your belt and let's go.

Oh, dear.

What a night.

What a terrible, terrible night.

Did you say something?

Indeed I did.

Not only am I faint with hunger, but
your bony elbows kept me awake half the

night. It's not my bony elbows.

It's the explosive Eulenia gets. What?

That explosive will surely be the death
of me. Stop making like a jumping bean

and relax.

I've got to find a way to get out of
these ropes.

How?

First, let's try and stand up together
now.

Now tighten your muscles and then relax.

Ready?

I'm afraid my muscles are not what they
were.

Were they ever.

Now.

It's getting tighter.

It's got muscles.

The need for food is no longer my vital.

Pidge and Smith, they may put that rope
back on any minute.

You will remain free of your bonds until
your fate is decided, provided you

cause us no trouble.

You've got to let us out!

You hear me? You've got to let us out!
You have no right to keep us in here

this!

Lovely, delicious.

I must ask them to give me the recipe.

I wouldn't if I were you, Smith.

Girl. Isn't it lovely?

Would you like to have it?

It ticks, you dear.

Let me out, and it's yours.

That dreadful creature, he's gone.

He's made away with my grandfather's
genuine gold hunter watch.

Like I said before, loyalty, thy name is
Smith.

I did it for the both of us, Major.

I'll bet.

Come over here with me.

It's hollow under here.

We may be able to tunnel our way out.

With the explosive?

No. The only tools we've got are bare
hands.

Come on, start digging. The ground's
solid.

Now you take care of this.

Hurry, robot. Look at the chariot.

analysis of organic material on chariot
indicates its origin to be prehistoric.

Prehistoric? Affirmative.

I thought Don and Dr. Smith might be in
there.

Where are they?

I'm as baffled as you are, Will
Robinson.

Mother, Will wouldn't have gone too far
without letting us know where he was

going. Oh, I wish I could be sure of
that.

Here's Dad.

Oh, good.

Well, about Don and Dr. Smith, not a
thing. But now Will and the robot have

gone. What?

Come in, Jupiter.

Jupiter, come in.

Go ahead, son.

I found the chariot, Dad. But there's no
sign of Dr. Smith or Don.

It's a funny thing about the chariot.

What do you mean?

Well, it's kind of prehistoric now. I
just can't explain.

Where are you?

I'm about four miles due south of
Transmission Station 2.

All right, stay there. I'll be right
over.

Okay, over and out.

That isn't too far from the last place
we heard from Don.

When I flew over the area, there wasn't
any chariot.

I'll check with you later.

John, look, we received some sort of
primitive signal.

And now Will says that the chariot has a
prehistoric look.

You remember what you said about an
ancient civilization?

Yes. Do you think it's possible that
such a civilization could exist here?

Well, I don't know, but if there is one,
and they're anywhere near that volcano,

their chances of survival are worse than
ours.

I'll call back.

Case, we've had it down.

Here it is.

Be careful.

Don't drop it. I've got it.

Now get down here.

Up here, Major?

You're no use up there. Get down here.

Are you sure there's enough room for me
and the explosive?

Quit stalling, Smith, and get down here.

Yes.

Indeed. I was never meant to be a
burrowing creature.

Well, here's your chance to get a
firsthand look at how the burrowing half

lives. Start burrowing.

I'm frightened.

This cannot lead anywhere but down into
the bowels of the earth.

Already I can feel the temperature
rising.

It may detonate the explosive.

Tell me something, Smith.

Haven't you ever heard of the word
survival?

I'm quite familiar with the meaning of
the word, Mater, and I do not require

literary assistance from you.

Well, as much as I hate to admit it,
Smith, I require assistance from you.

It must be right under that cracking
plant.

Cracking plant?

It's not so different.

Cracking plant refines crude oil.

That equipment up there refines crude
aliens.

You know, if we could set this under it,
we might be able to jam it up long

enough to get away.

But what will it do to us? Just hold
this.

Careful. Don't run it.

You're getting dust in my eyes. Quiet.

Hungry.

Hungry.

All right, let's get out of here before
it blows.

Friendship!

Major.

I'm alone.

Oh, the pain.

Smith?

Major?

Where are you?

Give me a hand, quickly!

Smith, help!

He was very clumsy if you'd have fallen
to the hold.

Save it, Smith!

Looks like we're held in.

Doom.

We're doomed.

A draft.

Must be an opening somewhere.

Flames, right? Short of oxygen.

So are we.

Those who trespass within the pale of
the great Proteinius will fulfill all

of survival. Your end is near.

What did you say?

Say?

I didn't say a word.

That great Proteinius.

Well, he knew all about us at the
beginning.

And I guess he also knows about Irene.

No wonder I couldn't see this when I
flew over it.

What happened to Don and Smith?

They're captured. They've been
imprisoned in a cave by prehistoric

What? It's true, Dad. At least they look
prehistoric. And they've got all our

blasting equipment.

I left the robot there to keep an eye on
them.

All right, show me the way. Yes, sir.

Prehistoric, like themselves.

Where's the cave?

Over there, on the other side of the
camp.

If I could be sure they'd stay busy, I
might just make it.

Maybe we can get the robot to keep them
busy.

We'll have to attract his attention.

I can try tapping out some code.

Go ahead.

I read you loud and clear, Will
Robinson.

Tell him to keep them away from the
cave.

Okay.

I will do my best.

Further, I hope you realize that when I
found I could not lick them, I joined

them.

However, not for keeps.

Keep them amused.

Why are they having all these fun and
games?

I just hope it isn't some stock
official, right?

Dad, we've got to get Don and Dr. Smith
out of there in a hurry.

All right.

Now you stay covered.

Now, things don't go the way we want
them to.

I want you to go to the chariot, get in
it, and go back to the Jupiter II.

Do it.

leave us here to die, Major. Our bodies
will never be recovered.

I won't make much difference to us.

Oxygen's just about exhausted.

I've been aware of that for some time,
Major.

Dr. Smith?

Yes.

Did you call me Dr.

Smith?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You saved my life.

I've been thinking.

I've been doing a little thinking
myself, Major.

Don.

I don't know how much longer we can
last, Dr. Smith.

Please, call me Zachary.

You know, I... I haven't been exactly
friendly to you in the

past.

Sure, you've been lazy, incompetent,
mean, selfish,

cowardly. Go no further, Major.

No, no.

No, don't get me wrong.

No, that's all changed now.

The only thing that matters, whether we
get out of this alive or not,

is that we'll always be friends. Thank
you, Don.

I must confess that my opinion of you in
the past was... Hardly flattering.

But now, despite your bullying, your
evil temper, your childish

wit, and your snide comments on my
character, now I can

only think of you with great, great
affection.

Could we... Could we shake hands?

May I borrow your pocket knife?

Yes.

It's your Zach.

It is Zachary, not Zach.

Zachary. Yes.

We must leave a legend.

Don West and I.

No. My dear friend Major Don West and

I for eternal friendship.

I don't know how much longer I can keep
this up, Will Robinson.

My tracks are killing me.

Dad's almost there. You can't quit now,
robot.

I will do my best.

to release those two men in the cave.

They are on a point of death.

Soon you will join them.

You've seen the power of our robot.

Release them. We'll leave in peace.

The great Proteus has refrained from
interfering with the foolish antics of

guardian.

He is an inferior machine who has given
my people a little pleasure. His powers

do not compare to mine.

What is his name?

He's a robot.

He's not our guardian and his powers
come from me.

You do not worship him?

Of course not. He's a machine, not an
idol.

The great Proteus.

disappear to any known life form.

Do not dare to pit the powers of your
robot against him.

Our robot can do anything your old
machine can do.

All right, robot.

Show them.

Very well.

If you insist on pitting your powers
against him, so be it.

Very amusing trick, but not very
effective.

Why don't we stop this and let those two
men out of the cave?

Proceed with the demonstration.

My people must be shown that I, the
great Patinius, am the all -beneficent

rector of their destiny.

I hope they don't always believe that.
All right.

Robot, vanishing act.

One vanishing act coming up.

John, get us out.

There's a rock sealing the sand.

We're right under it.

Two minutes ago, I wouldn't have given a
plugged nickel for our chances.

The chariot's where you left it. We've
got to try to get to it. But that

terrible machine, it may seize us again.

You two don't look as if you're in any
shape for a fight, but Will's up there.

Can you make it?

I think so.

How about you, Smith?

Never fear, Smith is here.

Anything my friend Don can do, I can do
too.

So much for my powers of
dematerialization.

Now, for the tour de force.

Robot!

What'd you have to do that to him for?
He was just trying to help you, really.

The Great Proteus needs no help from any
other life form.

But you like to have fun with them,
don't you? Just to prove how powerful

are. Well, if you were all that
powerful, you'd know that you weren't as

danger as we are from that erupting
volcano.

Please, make him the way he was and let
us all go.

You stay here with the detonator.

I'm going through that blowhole to the
center of the crater.

Yes, sir.

All hooked up. All right.

It's better work.

I think we've cast it. Now we can take
off the schedule. You bet we can.

Let's go.

the little people.

Sure, it was a roguish piece of magic,
but I knew it was just Blarney.

You have given the great Patinius an
opportunity to pause and reflect.

A machine must not be superior to the
destinies of those it guides.

It must remain the servant, not the
ruler.

Then the great Patinius has learned from
you.

You know, I suggest that we disappear
also. Come on.

You coming, Doctor?

Surely you don't expect me to walk after
all I've covered.

Major, fetch the chariot. I shall await
your return.

You'll walk just like the rest of us,
Zack.

Zack? Indeed.

Wait for me, you disreputable dunce.