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The future of
mankind is being decided

behind closed doors.

In laboratories all over the world,

scientists are working on
projects designed to take man

beyond the confines of this Earth.

You are looking at the actual
models of spacecraft

now being developed by agencies of

the United States government.

This is an Apollo spacecraft,

designed for elliptical orbit of the moon.

Its lunar landing vehicle
can transport three men

safely to and from the moon's surface.

These are other types of manned

and remote control mechanisms,

each designed for a specific function,

many already in operation as
satellites of this Earth,

some in readiness for the moon shot,

others designed for probes in deep space.

A few to serve as space stations.

And the most complex of all,

prototypes of craft capable of putting

a man on the surface of another planet.

The wheel was one of
man's first inventions,

and has been with him
all of his civilized life.

But now it, like so many
other of his creations,

must be modified to fit his new demands.

These are three types
of variable radius wheels,

designed to transport a
vehicle over a rocky surface.

New concepts are being
created almost daily.

Some will never get
beyond the drawing board.

But others, or their descendants,

will become part of
man's greatest adventure:

the exploration and colonization of space.

All over the world, men and women

are working to make that dream a reality.

Every aspect of the journey
is being analyzed,

from the tiniest control devices

to the mightiest rocket engines.

But it's not enough to just get there.

Just as the great explorers
sailed from Spain

and England and France
to discover the Americas,

so that the colonizers might come later,

so will our exploration spacecraft precede

the colonizers of the planets.

Already, plans are being
made for the colonies.

Sources of food and power must be found.

Artificial atmosphere is created.

Everything done to build
an Earth away from the Earth.

No man living today can predict
exactly what the future holds.

But this much we do know:

all through man's march across this Earth,

the wildest dreams and
fantasies of one age

have become the commonplaces of the next.

The motion picture you are about to see

can be called today
a fantasy of the future.

But one day, maybe not too far distant,

audiences will be able to look
back on it in the same spirit

with which we view
pictures about the first

covered wagons crossing the plains.

Venus...

Venus,

the planet named after
the goddess of love.

This is where I left her.

Twenty-six million miles away.

Because I know she exists,
I know she does... I know it!

All the time we were there, I heard her.

Her and that sweet,
haunting sound she makes,

like the siren that tempted Ulysses.

You may think I'm crazy
back here on Earth.

Crazy, or

still intoxicated by the
atmosphere back there.

But wait a minute,
I'm getting ahead of myself.

Let me tell you the whole story.

All of it.

From the beginning.

And see what you think.

You be the judge.

It was two years ago, in 1998,

that the first manned spaceship left Earth

for the planet Venus.

This attempt ended in tragedy.

A meteor hit the ship.

Everybody, everything was lost.

Everything but the will to get there,

to explore Venus.

And so, it was only six months later

that the second attempt was made.

The code name for Earth
Control was Marcia.

First stage rockets ready.

Main rocket stage ready.

Fuel ready.

Stabilization center ready.

Power ready.

Air conditioning ready.

Radar ready.

Guidance ready.

Air lanes ready for takeoff.

Attention flight personnel:

loading elevators are now being withdrawn.

Countdown continues at twenty.

All stations prepare for Zero-Red.

Countdown continues at ten.

Zero-Red minus five.

Project Red Planet,

all units clear.

Switch over to standby.

There were only
two men on the new mission,

astronaut Howard Sherman
and Captain Alfred Kerns.

But there was another being with them:

Kerns' invention, Robot John.

Awaken, John.

Awaken.

Slow, John.

Monitor, John.

I hear you.

Everything went smoothly
the first part of the voyage.

They traveled over halfway,

seventeen million miles, without mishap.

Radio contact was maintained
with Marcia, at Earth Control,

and they stopped on schedule at the

United States Space Station,
Texas, for refueling.

Attention:

all landing personnel,
report on flight deck.

Stand by to receive
Flight #8-7, from Earth.

Back at Earth Control,
we listened to their progress

with more concern than anyone else.

Refueling A-OK. Over and out.

Because we were
the command crew,

and if anything went wrong,

we were set to follow.

There were three of us.

Commander William "Billy" Lockhart...

It seems so unfair.

Astronaut Hans Walters...

And me, Andre Freneau.

But we can't take that chance.

I remember how worried we were

as we listened to their voices

from so many miles away.

Kerns calling Marcia,
Kerns calling Marcia.

Refueling completed.

Ready for blastoff.

Begin our relay.

They were on the
last leg of their journey.

And then they saw it.

Venus.

Cloud formations,
thirty percent ash content.

And they prepared to land.

A planet of fire below us.

Is it a new world,
or will it consume us all?

At any moment now.

And then, suddenly,
things started going wrong.

Black clouds... Lightning...

I don't like the looks of this.

I'm turning control over to Robot John.

Ahead,
steep mountain. I am going up.

Wow! Close call!

We're watching on the location-finder.

The area is strange.

This is truly a prehistoric planet.

Landing location is Square 73.

We're now dropping our beacon.

Landing three hundred meters
southwest of Square 73.

Uh-oh, there's water beneath us.

We're drifting.

Sherman...

Kerns...

Answer!

Kerns.

Sherman.

Kerns...
Are you there?

It's hopeless.

Well, very soon after that,

it became clear there was
only one thing to do:

blast off for Venus ourselves.

Complete the mission, explore the planet,

and attempt to rescue Kerns and Sherman.

If...

They were still alive.

Keep coming.

More, John.

That's it.

Cover me, Kerns!
Look out!

There comes another one!
I've got him!

Kerns, behind you!

No, Kerns!

Look out!

Okay, John.

Just clean all connections.

There.

Course one hundred and ten.

Secure yourself to that boulder, John.

Proceed!
Proceed!

He's better equipped to fight
this place than we are!

I'm wondering if we
should be here at all.

Why don't you catch a bus and go home?

Don't think I wouldn't
if I could find one.

There he is.
He's up.

Pull it tight, he can hold it.

You better go first, and I'll
come along after you.

Within two hours,
we were ready to go.

Venus lay ahead.

But our thoughts were with
Kerns and Sherman.

If they were alive, would we
be able to find them?

Let's rest.

We have very little oxygen left us.

Hope they're on the way,

looking for us!

Through this heat?

They may not be able to
make it through to us.

You better hope they'll
get through it and spot us.

I'm beginning to feel
like my head's swimming.

Of course.

It's your torn suit.

The infection is getting through.

Maybe we ought to take some quinceline.

No...

We'd have to rest after.

Must

keep

moving.

We got to Space Station
Texas ahead of schedule.

Repeat,
standby to receive unassisted landing.

Refueling was
accomplished in record time.

There was no time to lose.

What I was thinking
about as we sped through

the dark universe on our way to an

unexplored planet?

I was wondering if maybe
there wasn't some reason

that Venus had been named
after the goddess of love.

If maybe there wasn't some
wise, old astronomer way

back in the dawn of time

who knew something.

Something he kept to himself.

But before I could come to
any conclusions about it

we were preparing for
our touchdown on Venus,

where maybe I'd find all the answers.

And then, almost before
I knew it, we were there.

We were landing.

We're landed.

Voila.

Don't begin celebrating yet.

Ha ha.

Whoa, whoa.

Is our level okay?

Yep, there it is.

On the button.

Boy, it sure feels strange to have weight.

Yes, it does seem strange.

That's sure.

But it's nice and solid.

Well, I don't know about you fellows,

but I'd like to see Venus.

Open number three and hit the beam.

Vapor, try the port viewer.

Telescreen gets it okay.

We'll pan port.

Formations of weird rock.

Something's there.

I'll switch on the outside sound pickup.

That was the
first time I heard her.

A human being?

Hold it.

It's finished.

Transfer it to playback.

Meanwhile, you might check
up on the atmosphere, Hans.

It better be good.

Then you better get your spacesuit.

We'll move out.

Andre, I want you to attempt a contact

with Sherman by radio.

If you raise them, tell them
to report their position.

Then get yourself into a spacesuit.

We're going to walk about.

I'll be right behind you.

That'll be handy if
I slip, get popping now.

It's 4.7 on oxygen.

That's pretty close.

I'm going to take a look around.

Keep on the rope, don't
get out of visual contact.

It was a weird, desolate place.

But it fascinated me.

And I forgot all about Kerns and Sherman,

and what we were there for.

- I just received a message.
- What did they say?

Marcia has radar movement.

Sherman?

She can't be sure, but
it looks like two objects.

One metallic and moving in the area we're

expected to search.

Probably Kerns and Sherman.

Come on, Andre!

They'll contact us.

Help!

Andre!

It's got onto him!

- What is that?
- Look out, careful!

Get it off me!

- Grab that tentacle there.
- Quick.

Quick, it's trying to devour him.

It's got his leg jammed, free his leg!

Hurry, keep talking now!

- Come on.
- Hurry up!

Pull him free.

Hurry.

Hans, help us!

I can walk, unless it's broken.

Couldn't get a shot at that man-eater.

Careful, Andre, we don't want to

fight that thing again.

Can you imagine that?

He's bashful.

Why don't we take one of
those things home to the zoo?

You've got to be more careful, Andre.

If we hadn't heard you call me...

I didn't call.

You called out to us.
We heard you.

But I didn't call you.

It sounded like, "Lockhart".

Let's be getting back.

All we knew was
that Marcia at Earth Control

had spotted what was probably

Kerns and Sherman, and approximately

where they might be.

So we started out in our spacecar,

heading in that general direction,

not stopping to investigate the many

prehistoric sites we passed.

But we were still unable,
no matter how hard we tried,

to make radio contact
with Kerns or Sherman.

So we had no way of knowing what they were

going through on that
distant part of the planet.

Don't stop!

Go on.

We have to go on.

Come on up, that's it.

We can't stay here,
we'll be washed away.

John!

Bring him this way, there is no water.

Come on. Just a
little bit farther.

There's a cave right over there.

Come on.

That's it.

Just a few steps further.

There.

I don't think I can go on much further.

John, stay with us!

Make sure they find us.

They should know.

Must...

Must continue to work
the laws of mathematics.

There's always a precise probability

mathematics might prove...

Mathematics might...

Marcia.

Marcia.

Dearest, dearest Marcia,

you must help us.

It's closing in.

I await your order.

I await your order.

Help them find us,

John.

The shoreline's the best.

If we do, my friend,
we'll never make it to them.

Fat chance there is of finding them.

- That voice again!
- Hold up?

Almost sounds like a girl.

A girl?

Perhaps.

Or a monster.

Wake up.

Wake up, Meriama.

Our sisters are calling.

Wake up...
Wake up, Nyla.

Our sisters are awake.

They're hungry.

You have slept enough.

It is time to go into the sea.

Better hunt well, little sisters.

It's a human sound.

Well, there are sure no humans here.

Well, we're humans.

Well, no one else has made it.
You better believe it.

But it sounds so human.

Subhuman, you mean,
like that forty-armed plant

that just grabbed you.

I still say it's a girl!

A girl, with blue scales!

Could be he's onto something.

It's possible that before us,
other men got here.

Especially in this age.

You ought to know that, Hans.

To a man of science, anything is possible

until proven otherwise.

Well, I can't imagine
any people in their

right mind exploring planet Venus.

Come on, Hans.

We're here, and we're in our right minds.

- Aren't we?
- Let's go.

It is our beloved god, Terra.

He is angry!

We must leave this place.

Come, follow me.

Lord, save them.

What?

There's no response
from Kerns or Sherman.

Well, we should soon be there.

Keep trying.

Maybe we can bring them
in on the helmet mic.

Kerns has an auxiliary.

I am.

I'm getting

a woman.

Must be Marcia.

Static's really awful.

Hear it?

Move it up.

Point to point on the dial.

We'll find her.

I'll try it.

Hello?

John, hello.

John, listen.

This is the command ship.

Are you there?

No response.

Come in.

Up one more point.

Come in.

Better go to solar battery.

Much bigger reach.

I'm on it now.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

You must hear me, John!

Please open your mic and answer me,

you must obey me John!

No response.

Try another point.

One, two, five.

You have to readjust your
frequency for transmitting.

If you hear me.

I hear you.

I have adjusted.

Can you report your position
and plot number, over.

Square 40, in shelter.

Tell me what's outside.

Water from above
falling on large rocks.

That's Square 40.

Not far, ask him about the men.

Hello.

We would like to know about
Kerns and also about Sherman.

They do not
speak, they do not move.

How much time before we get there?

- Who knows?
- Commander,

maybe the robot can help.

Right. Keep an
eye on the compass.

Grab onto that.

Hello. You will listen, John.

First you will obey me and
do precisely what I say.

You will listen.

Listen, John.

Obey my every command.

Remove Container Two
from Kerns' first aid kit.

Repeat: Container Two.

Remove one tablet.

One tablet.

Then open his helmet.

I have one tablet.

Place the tablet in his mouth.

You must do this quickly.

Revive him with water.

Pour it over his face.

Quickly.

Then close his helmet.

At least we know they're alive.

Let's hope they stay that way.

Commander, look there!

I'm ready with the astrogun.

Some kind of flying reptile!

He may not see us.

He hit us!
He's turning around!

- Maybe not.
- We're in for it now!

He knows we're here!

Locked.

Take it down.

Here he comes.

Don't miss, Andre.

Here he comes again.

Hold him off, we'll submerge.

We were forced
to submerge, even though

we had killed the flying reptile,

because of the damage the creature had

caused when it hit us.

And it was a good thing, too,

for here, under the sea,

we were to find the second
clue to life on Venus.

Let's put it down for
a minute, take a rest.

It's not far to the beach,
if our calculations are correct.

I hope this will run again.

Don't worry, it will.

Look, the cliffs are all in even rows!

Like streets!

I'll look around, just five minutes.

Might find something interesting.

Nyla, Nyla, come here!

Hurry!

It is our god, Terra.

He's dead.

What makes
Nyla and Meriama so sad?

Come, sisters, let us see.

Oh, Terra!

What evil demon has destroyed our god?

We must carry him to the holy
place and pray to his spirit.

Lift him.

Commander!

Well, what do you know?

It's... It's a statue!

Andre!

What's up?

You just look here.

- That's only a petrified tree.
- Only?

Why, it's a bronze statue!

And much more, Hans.

Rubies.

You say rubies?
Show me.

Simple.

The eye of an idol.

An idol?

Yes, a reptile.

A reptile resembling that flying monster

that attacked us earlier.

Up there.

You're right, Andre.
I'm not laughing anymore.

There was a civilization here.

And I'll bet you there still is.

Oh, great Terra!

We cry for the flesh of your spirit that

lies dead before you.

I swear to you, oh Terra

you will be avenged.

The evil demons that did this

will themselves be destroyed.

Something
seemed to draw me away,

to make me search for...
I didn't know what.

I felt something, I don't know,

I felt as though I were being watched.

But I didn't see anything
except a harmless octopus.

Yet, still feeling a strange presence,

I went on.

But then, as quickly as it came,

that weird sensation vanished.

And then there was nothing.

Nothing but the sea.

So I followed my original impulse,

looking for a clue like the
statue of the flying reptile.

And I found nothing,

except a rock that I liked for its shape,

and that could serve as a
specimen for the geologists.

Terra has spoken.

We must return his flesh to the sea.

Meriama.

Mayaway.

Wearie.

Carry him away.

Farewell, Terra.

Sleep well, in the sea.

Who is this?

What sisters are these?

Moana!

Bakeeke, Clorie, what is it?

Invaders!

We've seen strange invaders

walking under the sea!

Demons.

Did you hear, sisters? Demons!

They had big heads.

And walked in
our ancient holy place,

under the sea.

It was they, who killed Terra.

They must die.

We're here.

I couldn't have lasted much longer.

You're...
You're not alone.

Here we are, skipper.

Good.

We'll need more firewood.

Everything in the car is soaking wet.

Ah, feels good to sit.

How are the batteries, Hans?

They stayed dry.

The atom plant?

Still hot.

You've got that
worried look again, Hans.

You're right.

I've pulled and checked every wire

and part in that darn radio.

It won't operate.

I've tried everything I know.

I tell you, it's simply hopeless.

How about a long string
and an oatmeal box?

Oatmeal box!

The radio will dry out.

We know it's not a dead planet.

Not completely.

Our proof is the statue.

And rubies.

And the woman.

She's probably somewhere.

For his sake.

But the main thing is,

there could be a whole race of
people out there, watching us,

hiding, afraid that we'll observe them.

Fight 'em.

We came from above.

Dropped.

To them, we're probably
some kind of monster.

What if they're human-shaped?

They very well could look like us.

But mind you, I'm only advancing

a little hypothetical science fiction.

Because nothing should be overlooked.

Let's face it,

they built the city that's
now under the sea.

Hans, it must be true.

Many made it to shore from the sea.

Then why didn't they
build themselves another?

We may find they did,

when we explore the planet.

Before we leave, I'll meet her.

Beautiful song and a beautiful girl.

She must have heard you.

Where is it?

Everywhere.

Suppose it could be an omen?

Or, maybe she's helping us.

If I could just see what she looks like...

Can the car make it?

I'm sure.

A strange feeling of
foreboding had come over me.

A chilly, ominous sensation.

I didn't know what it meant.

And I kept staring at that rock I'd found,

as though perhaps it might hold an answer.

Andre!

Andre!

Thanks for waiting.

Hah, she'd take care of you.

Stop teasing
him, Hans, he's in love.

Oh god of the fire mountain!

Let your boiling, red-hot earth

rain down upon the invading demons

who dared bring death to Terra.

Hear us, oh god of the fire mountain.

Pour forth thy red-hot earth.

Drown them in fire!

- Drown them.
- Fire!

- Fire!
- Drown them!

- Drown them!
- Drown them!

- Drown them!
- Drown them!

- Drown them in fire!
- Drown them!

- Drown them in fire!
- Fire!

- Drown them in fire!
- Drown them!

Strange, it's gotten suddenly dark.

Well, it's no wonder.

What makes you say that?

There's an ash cloud above us.

An ash cloud?

A volcano.

Yes.

It's spectacular!

And beyond the volcano,
it looks like the lights of a city.

The red spot Andre saw.

We must get a move on.

Not right away.

This might be our only chance
to gather some samples.

Lava and ash!

To take away with us.

All right, we'll go to a
much better vantage point,

and right now.

Sherman, come.

But look at the magnificence!

No one on Earth has seen such a sight!

Hurry, we must
go to higher ground.

I am hurrying.

Are you getting the spectrasample?

Getting it now.

That's enough.
The lava is rising!

Fire, fire,
fire, fire, fire, fire!

Drown!

Drown in fire!

Terra is avenged.

Fire, fire,
fire, fire, fire, fire!

Drown!

Drown!

We've waited too long,
it's covered our path.

- Perhaps we can run a rope.
- How?

We did it before,

from John.

There's no more time.

I see.

- John?
- Yes, I hear you.

Carry us across the lava.

Climb on, quick!

Audibility getting better.

Why is he talking?

He's singed.

Giving radio distance
according to your request.

And determining
distance: two miles.

It's Lockhart!

I hope so, frankly.

I'm sure.

They'll be by here any
minute yelling taxi.

What a remarkable invention you have here!

Nice to hear you admit it, Allan.

Temperature for
extremities: 500 degrees.

My self-preservation mechanism says

I must eliminate extra weight.

What now?

Disconnect the mechanism.

- Where?
- Open the door.

- Here?
- First panel.

Hurry, or we're dead for sure!

I don't know which.

Let me!

I am forced to reduce
some of this weight.

He's going to throw us off!

Pull the wires!

I have, I've done everything!

Kerns.

Kerns...

I'm free!

We must hold on!
They'll be here.

Wish me luck.

For God's sakes, hurry.

- He's here!
- Thank God!

Sherman! Kerns!

Commander!

Andre!

Here, let me
help you out, my friend.

I never thought I'd
see your ugly face again.

We save him and he insults us!

We should have saved Kerns' robot instead!

- Kerns, you rascal.
- We knew you'd make it.

Is the robot finished?

Yes.

He was just a metal monster.

And yet, when his
destruction was imminent,

he called my name.

Looks placid and calm.

But frightening.

Yes, I suppose it does.

If you use imagination.

We'll soon be home.

That's right.

But we leave a friend behind.

Come.

Join the rest of us.

So we took
stock of the situation.

And though we tried to
keep our spirits up,

it was still pretty discouraging.

The volcano had destroyed
some of our provisions

and our rocketship's
fuel supply was low anyway,

considering the added
weight of Kerns and Sherman.

It looked like we'd have to
be starting back very soon.

What else is there to do?

Well, we can look for Andre's girl.

Very cute, Hans.

Did you name them after us?

Well, with triplets,
it's better with numbers.

Looks to me like he's
raising his own countdown!

Why not names?

I'd forget.

I'm worried about him.

So you really found proof there

were people on this planet?

Hard to believe.

Believe it or not,
my dear Mr. Kerns, it's true.

And they could still be here.

I don't go along with that.

Could a human survive
in a place like this?

You survived.

And man will almost always
adapt himself in time.

And don't forget, in the dim
past, we all lived in water.

For centuries, our Earth was toxic.

But that atmosphere
evolved mankind's form.

Adjusting to it.

And I bet that these people
on our planet couldn't live.

The air would be poison.

I'm afraid I don't share your opinion.

You just can't close your mind to it.

We found proof.

Proof of intelligent beings!

And those lizardmen of Kerns?

That's proof.

Look, suppose they do look like lizards.

Couldn't they be people?

Suppose they saw the ship,

got frightened,

then donned their lizard costumes, eh?

Then jumped up and down to spook us away!

What possible story could
explain it better, eh?

None, you're the winner.

Joking aside, my friend.

Man, lizard or what, I know there were

or are intelligent people here.

If we just had time!

I think they might come to us!

Look, even you, Kerns,
said you thought you saw

the lights of a city beyond the volcano.

I said they
looked like, not were.

Here, you two.

Have some coffee and rest your voices.

If only there was some way to

communicate with them,

some way to make them
understand we were not an enemy.

That we wanted nothing
except to know their ways

and study their civilization.

Or was it really all just fantasy?

Just my wishful imagination?

And that sound only an accident,

caused by the wind in the canyons?

Hey! Hey, watch that!

Now that's where your countdown jab

hurt my feelings!

Wake up, sisters!

It is a new day.

And our land is safe again.

But what is that?

Something strange is there.

Come and see.

It is one of the demons.

It is sent to us by the
god of the fire mountain.

He shows us his power.

Better get out and locate her, Andre.

She wants you to stay on here.

Just you wait!

I think perhaps we should
be trying to find her,

and take her with us!

I vote for that.

But she might not like us much, anyway.

If we can explore beyond those hills,

I'll bet you money we'd
find her and the city.

You've been reading too many comics.

Kerns wouldn't believe she existed if

she were sitting on his lap right now!

Wanna bet?

We're here.

Sisters!

All of the invaders
have not been destroyed!

They are stronger than the
god of the fire mountain.

But now Terra will speak.

Boys, I think we did a job
we can be proud of.

Look at all the samples we got!

There's going to be a large headline when

they see all these great things
we're bringing back to them.

This one's loaded, old man.

Steady, child.

Bring the spectra.

Oh, Terra!

Most powerful of all the
gods, show us your wrath.

Bring forth the waters
and the fiery heaven!

Let not one invader
remain to walk your land!

You have heard us!

Great Terra!

At first we didn't
pay much attention to the rain,

though it did seem heavier
than any rain we'd ever seen.

But it continued without let-up.

In fact, it seemed to
increase in strength.

As we planned our takeoff procedure,

which required some adjustments
because of Kerns and Sherman,

I know we all felt
slightly uneasy, nervous,

as we listened to the heavy
rain fall on the ship.

As for myself, I listened
to the sinking feeling,

as though every drop
were taking me further

and further from ever finding her.

Then, suddenly...

Quickly, Andre!

Hans!

This was all level
ground when we landed!

The stream's cutting a
whole new channel above!

Skipper, look here!

A crack, running clear across!

If it widens anymore, we'll all be lost.

Quick! Lighten ship
for emergency blastoff!

Maybe we can beat it!

Sherman, Kerns, everybody
back to the ship!

Hurry, Andre!
Hurry, Andre!

Just finished.

Look what I found!

Hey!

They're human!

We can't leave, they're like us!

We can't leave them, we can't leave!

They look just like us!

We can't leave!

Look! Look, a face,
it was in the rock!

Commander, they're like us!

Don't you see? Look!

They're like us!

We must stay!
We must!

Move it!

They are stronger than our gods.

They are stronger than Terra.

Terra is a false god!

There is a stronger god.

Hear us, oh strongest god of all.

We worship you.

Well, that's the story.

It's been two years now, and there's been

no plan to return to Venus.

Lockhart and Kerns have
moved on to other missions.

There's Mars to be explored, and Jupiter.

But I can't forget her.

And I'm going back.

Maybe someday I'll see her.

Maybe I'll die trying.