All language subtitles for 13-S3E13-15 - Two Weeks In Space, Castles In Space, The Anti-matter Man-eng

- [ Judy ] Mother, lunch is almost ready.
- Good.

- [ Penny ] Oh, it's fun to cook over an open fire.
- Yes, isn't it?

Oh, you know, it's too bad
that Will couldn't have come with us.

- He would have enjoyed this.
- Someone had to stay with the ship.

You mean to say that Dr. Smith couldn't
watch over the Jupiter 2 all by himself?

Since when has Dr. Smith
been able to do anything for himself?

Oh! But, really,
do you have to keep on working?

Couldn't you stop for a while
and enjoy the scenery?

Well, the original reason for this trip
was the radar station.

Now, you, the girls and the scenery
are all welcome added attractions.

Why, Professor Robinson!

- [ Beeping ]
- We've got company.

Reads like a class B-7
intergalactic spaceship.

What, in this area?

Attention, spaceship, this is John Robinson
from the Earth ship Jupiter II.

Please identify yourselves.

Hello, Jupiter 2. This is Earth ship
Venus 5, and are we glad to find you!

We're preparing to land.
Activate landing beam.

- It can't be an Earth ship.
- I know.

Activate the radiation shield.
We're gonna have to find out...

a lot more about them
before we let them land.

Repeat: activate your landing beam.

Attention, spaceship.
You are not an Earth vehicle. We know that.

- Now, who are you and what do you want?
- Activate landing beam.

We'll explain everything
once we've landed.

Explain it now,
or we won't let you land.

- John, who do you think it is?
- Some renegade masquerading as an Earth ship.

But now that the force shield's up,
we don't have anything to worry about.

- They can't land.
- [ Electrical Crackling ]

- They're trying to break through our shield!
- It's holding!

They've put up a protective shield.
We'll never be able to land.

Put us on automatic control.

We must land on that planet.

It's our lives or theirs.

There must be a way
to get through their defenses.

[ Whirring, Beeping ]

I see you two music lovers are still
enthralled with the intergalactic hit parade.

It does sound
kind of like music, Dr. Smith...

- if you listen hard enough.
- Indeed.

- Well, sometimes it does.
- [ Robot ] And after all...

a robot does not live
by programming alone.

Some culture is required
to keep my tapes in balance.

What do you know of culture,
you ignominious ignoramus?

It's space static.
That's what it is.

We must land on that planet.
We have no other choice.

But we've tried.
We can't penetrate their radiation shield.

Then we must try again.
There must be a weak link in their defenses.

Look!

A perfect landing place.

But their radiation shield-- we'll never be able
to penetrate it without a landing beam.

They'll give us one.

But first,
we must prepare ourselves.

We must look like these earthlings.
Bring up the females.

Get a computation on Earth people
components and run it on the screen.

Go.

Dial in the male earthling.

Strange, but I suppose functional.

And now, the female earthling.

Not much improvement.
Turn off the image projector.

Turn on the matter transformer.

First, we two.

[ Whirring, Rumbling ]

And now, the females.

[ Whirring, Rumbling ]

Ugly, but I suppose practical.

- I kind of like it.
- Your opinion was not requested!

Turn off the matter transformer.

Females, go below
and prepare for landing.

It still won't work.
You know as well as I do that...

electromagnetic transference
is only good during daylight hours.

As soon as each night's moons come up,
we'll revert back to our regular forms again.

The daylight hours will be more than enough
for us to destroy their outpost.

But what if we can't exist
in their atmosphere?

We have to test it first
for at least 24 hours.

Yes, you're right.

But, I think I have a way
we can manage that.

We still have the humanoid life-form
that was on the ship when we stole it.

Mr. Zumdish, can you hear me?

Yes, I can hear you.

You will forget everything about
our forcibly taking over this spaceship...

and using it as our escape ship...

after the deutronium bank robbery.

You will only remember that
you are a tour director...

taking peaceful vacationers
on an intergalactic cruise.

You will accept us as your vacationers.

- Understand?
- Yes, I understand.

Tour director.
Peaceful vacationers.

- I must have fallen asleep.
- Yes, you did doze off.

And here we are wasting precious
moments of our two-week vacations.

Yes, you promised us
wonderful times...

and we've just been
floating around here in space.

A Zumdish's word is his bond!

I promised you
marvelous vacations...

and that's just what you will have.

- [ Beeping ]
- What do you think it is, Robot?

I compute it to be
an ionic directional probe.

A radio beam
searching for receiving outlets.

You mean someone's trying
to reach us?

Someone is trying to reach
any radio receiver.

- Well, maybe they're in trouble.
We'd better help them.
- No, William, don't.

We have no way of knowing who it is
out there. They might be terrible people!

Dr. Smith, whoever they are,
they're in trouble or something.

- We can't just stand here and do nothing.
- Why not?

This is the Jupiter 2.
Identify yourself, please.

Identify myself?

This is Zumdish of
Alterous Fun Tours, Limited, of course!

What took you so long to answer?

Well, gee, Mr. Zumdish,
we didn't even know.

And I don't want to hear
any excuses, either.

My happy vacationers are ready
for fun, fun, fun.

So, please,
activate your landing beam immediately!

I guess he's got us mixed up
with somebody else.

Perhaps not.

He did say that his spaceship
was full of vacationers, did he not?

Vacationers.
Happy, carefree people...

with their pockets full of valuables,
ready for their two weeks in the sun.

And what better place to vacation
than this planet paradise of ours?

Dr. Smith,
they're headed somewhere else.

They are headed for where the fun is,
and who is more fun than we are?

You, sir, what is the going rate
for rooms in this part of the galaxy?

With our without running water?

- Even if we could, where would we get the rooms?
- Really, William.

We happen to have an empty spaceship,
and you ask where!

Dr. Smith,
Mom and Dad and the others...

are only going to be gone
a few days.

You-You can't just
rent out their rooms!

Just think of it, William.

We are at the beginning of
a huge and lucrative new enterprise.

Smith's Resort Hotels,
where the best go to rest. It's lovely.

- Dr. Smith, you just--
- Welcome, Mr. Zumdish. Welcome.

This is Dr. Zachary Smith,
manager of, uh-- of Happy Acres.

I know that all your people are very eager to
partake of the joys of our vacation wonderland.

But I must advise you,
my dear sir...

we are at the height
of our season now...

and much as we regret it, there has been
a slight increase in our rates.

My people have been saving
all year for their vacations.

I'm quite sure they have more than enough
deutronium aboard the ship to cover all costs.

Deutronium?
Did you hear that, William?

- Deutronium!
- Dr. Smith, you can't charge them for nothing!

Nothing, indeed.
Look at this veritable paradise.

Pleasant meadows
in four different colors...

lava bed mineral baths, fantastic underground
caves that will make marvelous nightclubs...

and not one, but four different suns
for the really complete suntan.

Oh, William,
it would be cruel indeed...

if we did not welcome those poor, fun-starved
individuals to our happy little hotel.

Mr. Zumdish,
I am activating the landing beam.

Prepare your happy travelers for
the very best vacation they have ever had.

Thank you.
We will be arriving shortly.

See? You sign up with
Alterous Fun Tours, Limited for vacations...

and that's what we deliver--

fun, fun, fun!
[ Popping ]

Lovely.

Now remember,
our guests will be here at any moment.

I want them to be made
happy and comfortable...

in the best tradition
of Smith's Resort Hotels.

Dr. Smith, it's just no fun
carrying people's luggage.

And besides, vacationers
are computed to be extremely bad tippers.

Spare me the complaints.
Did we or did we not all agree...

Spare me the complaints.
Did we or did we not all agree...

that we would each do the job
we were best suited for?

- You agreed.
- We took a vote, did we not?

- I did not!
- You are not entitled to a vote.

- You are a ninny.
- Well, I didn't get to vote either.

It's not legal to vote until you're 21,
William. Everybody knows that.

But enough of this idle chatter.
Our guests will be here momentarily.

Are we all ready?

- Well, I guess so.
- Splendid.

Now, remember our motto--

[ Together ]
"A happy guest is a paying guest."

- Yes.
- [ Vehicle Approaching ]

Here they come.

How do you do?
How nice to see you.

So nice to see you. Welcome!
Welcome to Happy Acres.

Dr. Zachary Smith--
manager, social director...

all-around fun person--
at your service.

- I am Zumdish.
- Of course you're Zumdish.

I knew you at once from
the Intergalactic Department Store.

Formerly.
I'm in business for myself now.

How very nice.

Alterous Fun Tours, Limited.
Allow me.

Oh, pardon me.
My laundry list.

- You call this a resort hotel?
- Oh, yes, indeed.

As a matter of fact, Happy Acres
is the flagship of my entire chain.

We have scenery
in four different colors, you know.

We humanoid life-forms are used
to scenery in eight different colors.

I see.
An Olympic-sized hot lava pool?

[ Chuckles ]
Only one?

We have meteor riding,
rocket testing, all the latest sports.

And not one, but two moons
for the romantically inclined.

And we also have a remarkable robot
programmed for exquisite service.

- Badminton, anyone?
- Not now, booby. Tend to the luggage.

Wait!

My customers want
a fun vacation.

I'm not sure it's quite
what they had in mind.

Oh, but you're so wrong,
Mr. Zumdish.

This is the gayest resort
you've ever found.

Ask anyone in the rest of the galaxy
just how much fun we are.

A money-back guarantee?

A money-back--

Yes.
Yes, of course.

In that case,
we will give you a trial.

If my vacationers have
a good time here...

you will get
some more business from me.

If not, both they and I...

will be very unhappy with you.

Oh, they'll have a good time.
I know it.

All right,
help them to their luggage.

- Bellboy! Front!
- Yes, sir.

- Attend to the luggage.
- Yes, sir.

Now, remember what I said.

Let fun be your guide.

Fun, fun, fun!
[ Popping ]

Never fear, Smith is here!

Let me assure you,
my dear Mr. Zumdish...

that is what we understand here
at Happy Acres.

Fun, fun, fun!

This way, sir.
This way.

Ah! Bravo! Bravo!

You're doing beautifully.
Fun, fun, fun!

Fun, fun, fun!

- Bellboy!
- Yes, sir!

Really!
Must I do everything myself?

- [ Mumbling ]
- Don't talk with your mouth full!

Well, I guess I'm not used
to being a bellboy.

William, you will simply have to shape up.
It is vital that we please our guests.

- Now, take all of these things
directly to Suite D-12.
- D-12?

D-12.
Your sister Judy's room.

- William, can't you remember anything?
- I'm sorry.

Now, careful with that luggage.
We are not insured.

[ Thump ]

[ Groaning ]

Are you all right?

Oh. Yes, of course, my dear.

And doubly so,
now that you've allowed me the pleasure...

of stopping your shuttlecock for you.

I wish you hadn't
stopped it so hard.

It's all dented and everything.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
How stupid of me...

to allow my head to dent
your dainty little shuttlecock.

Oh, I guess it's all right...

just as long as you make sure
you don't do it again.

Oh, I promise you. I shall see
that it does not happen again.

Fun, fun, fun!

Saucy baggage!

[ Dings ]

Ah! 1,900 receipts...

and 2,000 cubits of deutronium.

- I'm gonna be rich, rich, rich!
- Can I go to bed now?

Is all the sports equipment
put away?

- Yes.
- And are the hotel grounds clean and sparkling...

ready for the gay activities
of tomorrow?

- Yes.
- And have all our guests
retired to their luxurious suites?

- Yes.
- In that case, I suggest that you go right to bed.

You have to be up bright and early in the
morning to prepare breakfast for everyone.

And remember, put plenty of water
in the fruit juice, and no seconds for anyone.

A happy guest is a hungry guest.

A happy guest is a tired robot.

[ Both Yawning ]

See you soon!

Ah, good evening, my dear.

I would have thought
you'd be fast asleep by now...

all tired out from your gay round
of activities here at Happy Acres.

I tried to sleep, but I couldn't.

- Couldn't sleep?
- No.

I kept thinking about how sweet you were
at the pool this afternoon.

I hope I didn't hurt
your pretty head...

when I hit it on
the badminton court.

Oh, no, my dear.
It was a pleasure and a joy...

to be hit on the head by
your dainty little shuttlecock.

- You're sweet.
- Yes, I know.

- And quite good-looking.
- Yes, I know.

But not nearly as attractive
as you, my dear.

You know, it's not uncommon...

for romance to flourish
in this vacation paradise.

Yes, I've heard about
vacation romances...

but I never dreamed
it might happen to me.

Romance can come
to all of us, my dear.

- But you're so far above me.
- Oh, no, my dear.

It's you who are so far above me.

I would like to be on your level.

Would you really like to be
just like me?

Oh, yes, my dear.
I would like to be just as rich--

That is to say,
I would like to be just like you.

- I think that can be arranged.
- If only it could be.

Then my fondest dream
would come true.

I do want your dream
to come true.

You do?

Until tomorrow?

Until tomorrow.

Adieu.

Adieu.

Adieu.

Farewell.

Good night.

The old fool is falling like
a ton of spent meteorite.

And you're confident you'll be able
to have him doing your bidding?

Supremely confident.

He'll make a perfect dupe
for the space patrol.

His body orbiting
endlessly in space...

with some wreckage
of their spaceship.

We'll have the space patrol convinced that
we have met our tragic but deserved end.

But he doesn't look
anything like any of us.

You haven't forgotten your
matter transformation ring...

- have you?
- No.

Once he has that ring on his finger,
he'll be just like one of us.

[ Creature Howling ]

We've reverted back
to our original forms.

We have to move immediately before
the humans discover who we really are.

Yes. I'm going to be rich and famous.

I shall go down in history
as the first...

intergalactic innkeeper.

No!
He is only metal.

We must find the humans.

Did you say something, William?

I wonder what it was.

Asleep at the switch.
I might have known.

Wake up!
Wake up!

Did you hear something
strange out here?

- I was resting my computer tapes.
- A likely story.

I heard a noise out here.
You couldn't have slept right through it.

My micro-mechanism
has been worked so hard...

it is tired enough
to sleep through anything.

I never said hotel work was easy.

Two doing the work of three never is.

How dare you!
I'm doing much more than my share!

Don't suppose for a moment
it is easy to count all those receipts.

And, besides, isn't it rewarding to know
how happy you are making those vacationers?

- Well, I must confess--
- Shh!

- Did you hear something just then?
- Uh--

I am not programmed
for day and night work.

My computer tapes need eight hours' rest
just like any other robot's.

- You cannot expect me to--
- Silence!

Spare me the emotional outbursts.

I'm sure it was just
some people trying to sneak in.

Yes.
Yes, that's what it was.

The word is out
in the rest of the galaxy...

that we are this year's fun resort,
and already we have crashers.

Well, I'll show them! Nobody gets
into Happy Acres except paying guests.

On second thought,
you'll show them.

I hereby appoint you
night watchman.

But I am already badminton instructor,
bellman, golf pro...

lifeguard, dining room
and room service waiter...

and social director!

You'll also make a wonderful night watchman.
Well, what are you waiting for?

Find those trespassers
and order them off the hotel grounds.

But my computer tapes need rest.

Night watchman, do your duty!

- But I--
- Very well, you sententious sloth.

I'll go with you and show you
how it's done. Stand aside.

Well, press the button, booby!

Also elevator operator.

- I could have sworn I heard something.
- No one is here but us.

Now can I go back and rest
my weary computer tapes?

Tapes, my foot! You're not
a very good night watchman, you know?

- I was programmed for more important work.
- Oh, very well.

Return to your slumbers,
you pitiable pip-squeak!

My micro-mechanism thanks you...

my computer tapes thank you,
and I thank you.

How exciting.

I know I heard something.
I must have heard something.

I have very sound instincts
about things like that.

Oh, well.
Perhaps this once I made a mistake.

- Aah!
- Did you ring, Dr. Smith?

Silence, booby!
Go below! Go below! Aah!

It's all your fault.

Let's finish him.

Wait!

It must be the sun's rays.

Yes, apparently we only revert back
when the moons are high.

Then we don't have to destroy
the humans. At least, not yet.

Ah, good morning,
my dear Mr. Zumdish.

Isn't it a lovely morning?
So clean and fine.

Allow me, sir.
Yes.

There we are.

I trust you had
a good night's sleep.

The mattress on my bed
was very lumpy.

Regrettable.
I shall see to it immediately.

But tell me, my dear sir,
wasn't your breakfast delicious?

The cereal was just as lumpy
as my mattress.

I'm sure lunch will be marvelous.

Dr. Smith, I'm afraid I must tell you...

I find your resort hotel not at all fun...

and not at all
what I had in mind for my tour.

But, my dear sir, your people
seem to be having a wonderful time.

Yes, they do at that.

There's no accounting for taste.

My dear Mr. Zumdish, just give me
a bit more time and I guarantee...

that I shall have my hotel operating...

at 100% fun capacity.

Very well.
We'll continue the trial run.

But, remember,
let your motto be...

"Fun, fun, fun!"
[ Popping ]

Oh, my dear sir,
let me assure you...

that's all we understand here
at Happy Acres.

Fun-- Aah!

Fun, fun, fun.

Fun, fun, fun!

William, what, may I ask,
took you so long?

Well, you see, Dr. Smith, I was--

Don't you know that you're holding up
an entire golf tournament?

Well, I guess I do.
I mean...

I knew you couldn't start the tournament
without the golf clubs.

But, see, I was busy in the galley
when you organized it--

I simply don't have time for excuses.

I'm losing a fortune in greens fees.
Let me help you.

Ah. There we are.

- Come along.
- Thanks a lot.

[ Female Alien, Singsongy ]
Dr. Smith?

Where are you, my dear?

I'm not going to tell you.

You'll have to come
and find me for yourself.

I'd love to, my dear,
but I'm quite busy right now.

Too busy for
the game of romance?

Never too busy for you, my dear.

Ready or not, here I come.

Where are you?

Here I am.

Ah. There you are.

You see?
I found you.

Now what do I get as my prize?

Close your eyes.

For me?

Oh, what a surprise.

How lovely,
and in such good taste.

How sweet of you.

It's a warm, tender, sentimental gift.

I shall treasure it always.

You said you wanted to be just like me.

- This ring will put us on the very same level.
- Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Then, until tonight.

Until tonight.

We'll meet right here.

Dr. Smith?

What is this?

I thought you were supposed to be
giving instruction in badminton?

I was. All morning.

That is, after I finished
serving breakfast.

Oh. My computer tapes
are all worn out.

How sad!
Complaints, complaints.

That's all I ever hear.
It is not easy to be a hotel impresario.

Very well. You may return to the hotel
and rest for exactly five minutes...

after you have served
the guests their lunch.

But lunch hasn't
even been cooked yet!

I hereby appoint you master chef.

See to it immediately.

How untidy!
I must also appoint him chief gardener.

[ Thud ]

Dr. Smith, are you all right?

Yes, indeed.
I'm getting used to it.

Oh. It's all dented again.

Will you forgive me?

You're forgiven.

I do hope she doesn't try archery.

Why am I forced to do everything myself?
I'm completely exhausted.

- You, sir!
- [ Snoring ]

Where am I?

You are at Smith's Happy Acres Hotel,
and don't you forget it!

- You're supposed to be a computer, are you not?
- Affirmative.

Very well. Compute this.

Ten thousand cubits of deutronium.

Correct.

Why did it take you so long
to come to that conclusion?

If you knew the answer,
why did you ask me?

Yours is not to question why.
Yours is but to total, total.

- May I rest my tapes now?
- No, you may not.

We have to finish here first. And afterwards,
I want you to plan the water polo tournament.

I want it ready to start immediately
after breakfast tomorrow morning.

[ Creature Howling ]

The test period is over.

We can survive
in this planet's atmosphere.

And now
we must destroy the humans.

Here.

Lovely, lovely.
I'm going to be beautifully rich...

and I haven't even tabulated the receipts
from tomorrow's water polo tournament.

But I compute that water polo
cannot be played in a hot lava pool.

- The ball will melt.
- You're so clever.
I'm sure you'll think of something.

You'd better finish up
the counting here.

I just remembered an appointment I have.
This is only the beginning.

- What did you say, Dr. Smith?
- Never mind, ninny.

You don't understand romance.

[ Creature Howling ]

Is that you singing, my dear?

I'm coming.

Oh, dear.

I suddenly feel quite strange.

[ Howling ]

Here I come.

Yoo-hoo, my dear,
it's me, your Zachary!

[ Female Alien ]
I'm over here, Zachary!

[ Laughing ]

- Where are you, my dear?
- [ Howling ]

Your voice is lovely
in the moonlight.

Please, come out
where I can see you.

There you are!
Please, don't! Aah!

[ Laughing ]

- Who's there?
- Get his power pack!

- Where is it?
- Danger! Danger!

- That must be it.
- I got it!

Come on.

Whew.

I'm so frightened, and so alone!

[ Howling ]

Why did I do that?

And why does my throat feel so furry?

Oh, dear!
Oh, dear!

Oh!

- What happened?
- Monsters! Hideous monsters!

- They've taken over Happy Acres.
- Happy Acres? What's that?

Happy Acres is my--

Oh, dear, I'm so frightened. I'm half out
of my head. I don't know what I'm saying.

Monsters have taken over
the Jupiter 2!

The Jupiter 2?
Well, where's Will? Is he all right?

I battled those terrifying monsters
with all my strength.

I fought them courageously, but the odds
against me were so overwhelming...

that I was finally
forced to flee for my life.

- Where is Will?
- They were so ferocious, so overwhelming!

- [ John ] Where is he?
- I think he's still in the spaceship.

- With all those monsters?
- I'm afraid so.

Maureen, stay here with the girls.
We'll go on ahead...

- and see if we can find out what's happening.
- No, no! I couldn't!

- Those monsters will kill me!
- On the double!

I'm completely exhausted.
I cannot go another step.

- Those monsters will kill us all.
- Come on!

Smith, what's going on here?

- What's all this sports equipment lying about?
- Sports equipment?

What sports equipment?

We're waiting for an answer.

Oh, yes. There does seem to be
some sports equipment lying around.

Yes, I know it's here.
I see it. How did it get here?

I don't really know.

And where are all these monsters
you were yelling about?

Monsters?
There don't seem to be any, do there?

I'm afraid it was just
a bad dream I had.

I must stop eating peanut butter
and salami sandwiches before I retire.

Let's find Will.
Maybe he can tell us what's happening.

And this better not be one
of your harebrained schemes.

Professor Robinson,
I have no idea what you're talking about.

Peanut butter and salami!

And then I heard those sounds
coming closer and closer...

so I climbed up on top of my closet shelf
and I hid there.

And then after a while, the door opened
and they stepped into the room.

They were terrible, Dad.
Really horrible-looking creatures.

And yet, everything now
is as peaceful as it could be.

Dad, I'm sorry.

The hotel idea seemed like
it would be a lot of fun...

and Dr. Smith said
it would be all right.

That's all right, Son.
It's not your fault.

But Smith should have known better.
Robot!

Do you have anything to add?

My tapes were much too weary
to make a positive computation...

- but my scanners did view two creatures.
- Alien monsters?

I am sorry, Professor Robinson.

My micro-mechanism has just been
too overworked for me to be certain.

But you do remember that Smith thought
he heard something the night before.

That much I do remember,
Professor Robinson.

And last night, these two creatures.

Professor Robinson!
Professor Robinson!

- Yes?
- Professor Robinson,
I'm afraid I've made a horrible mistake.

I thought they were just
happy vacationers...

but last night, I heard the fight...

and I had to hide or they would have
tried to destroy me as well.

- Who are they, Zumdish?
- I heard them talking.

They are space robbers
who assumed a humanoid form.

They are running from the justice
of the Intergalactic Tribunal.

They have been searching
for a safe place where they could hide...

and feel they have found it here...

- after destroying everyone on this planet.
- Where are they now?

Out hunting for us.
Out hunting for any humans...

who might someday be able to tell
the space patrol their whereabouts.

They'll find Maureen and the girls!
We'd better get there first.

Will, stay here with the Robot.

Man the battle stations!
I am going below!

Mother, how long
do we have to stay here?

Until your father comes back for us.

Oh, dear!

- Dr. Smith, what are you doing here?
- I-I-I don't really know.

Somehow, I thought
it would be safer out here.

Well, what's happening back
at the Jupiter 2?

Nothing. Nothing at all.
It's as peaceful as can be.

What about the monsters you said
you were so afraid of?

- Monsters, madam? There are no monsters.
- [ Screaming ]

Oh!

- Oh! Dr. Smith!
- Hold it!

- Who are you? What do you want?
- Come along!

- Get up!
- Where are Maureen and the girls?

- I have no idea.
- John, look.

- The footprints go this way.
- Let's go!

Oh, woe is me.

Alack and alas!

Over there!

We will destroy them in the lava pit,
one at a time.

The mother first.

Come here!

- Be careful with that, booby.
- Yes, sir.

Mind your manners.
Hurry along with those, bellboy.

- Hurry.
- Yes, sir.

Good-bye.
Good-bye.

I am delighted that everything...

was resolved with such dispatch.

I would have been extremely unhappy
if it hadn't...

especially after enjoying
the great hospitality of your fine hotel.

You know, Dr. Smith,
I have decided...

that you run a very good place...

and I am going to make it
a regular stop...

- for my fun tours from now on.
- How nice.

- [ Thud ]
- Careful with the luggage.

- We're not insured.
- Oh, allow me.

Zumdish Insurance Company,
starting today.

- Good-bye, Zachary.
- Good-bye, my dear.

Even though they're taking us
many galaxies away, I'll be thinking of you.

How exciting.

I was hoping you might have
a keepsake for me...

something which will always
remind me of you.

I may have just the thing.

Excuse me.

- Yes, Dr. Smith?
- Shh!

Quickly, what is the value of this?

One dollar, seventy-nine cents
at any five-and-ten-cent store.

Oh, the pain, the pain.
It's supposed to be worth a king's ransom.

It is not even worth
a Dr. Smith's ransom.

However, my computers indicate that
there is more to it than meets the eye.

[ Dr. Smith ]
I am not interested in meeting your eyes.

I am interested only
in immediate cash value!

Here you are, my dear.
This is for you.

But it's the ring I gave you.

Exactly so.
Much too generous of you.

It's a sacrifice
I cannot allow you to make.

I'll always remember you.

Naturally.

This is good-bye.

Bon voyage.

- Good-bye!
- Good-bye!

- Good-bye!
- Here we go! [ Pops ]

Dr. Smith?

Yes, Professor?

Isn't there something that
you're just dying to tell me?

- Me?
- Yes, you.

Oh, Professor,
I shall have that sign off in a jiffy.

The Happy Acres Hotel
will be just a fond memory.

- Frankly, I'm very glad it's all over.
- Who says it's over?

Now we're all gonna take a vacation.

- Vacation?
- Where are we gonna go, Dad?

We're not going anywhere. We're gonna
spend it right here at Happy Acres.

And since you're the big
intergalactic innkeeper...

I'm sure you'll show us
a wonderful time...

on the house.

I shall certainly miss
that young woman.

I wish she had left me
a memento of her visit...

to help me through
the trying days ahead.

Is it cold up there?

I wouldn't recommend it
for sunbathing.

- Do you have much more to do?
- We should be able...

to give it a try as soon as
I get this contact in place.

Well, ready when you are,
Mr. Marconi.

Marconi?

We'll have a communications
network Marconi...

never dreamed of once
we've got this squared away.

Judy, call your dad at the other
camp base and tell him we're setting up now.

All right.

There. Splendid.
Everything is in order.

Now remember, William,
always lead the skeet.

In other words, aim and fire
where the skeet is not.

- But where the skeet will be
when my shot reaches it.
- Precisely.

Now, then, feet placed well apart.

And firmly placed--
very important, splendid.

Pull!

- Huh. I missed.
- By a mile, to use the vernacular.

Silence, ninny! Your eye was quicker
than your hand, William.

Now let me show you.

I have never missed
a skeet shot yet.

- Is your dad standing by?
- Yes.

He's ready to report
anything he hears.

Okay. Let's give it a try.

- Power, on!
- [ Whirring ]

- Hey, it's working great!
- [ Gasping ] Oh!

What glorious memories
this brings back to me...

of my skeet-shooting days
on dear old Sea Island.

Picture this, William. Using my trusty .410
in the all-around trials...

- I annihilated the champion--
- Dr. Smith...

listening to your memories
won't teach me how to shoot skeet.

Indeed, William.
Beginners usually are inspired...

when I tell them of
my legendary performance.

"Legend: A romantic story
which is usually not true."

Mind your manners or you'll lose
your friends, you pot-bellied pumpkin!

Pull!

- [ Explodes ]
- [ Screams ]

- Are you all right?
- [ Groans ] There's nothing broken.

- Don! Are you hurt?
- No.

But our radar tower is.

- And not likely to recover.
- What a pity I was not here to supervise the job.

- I might have prevented the accident.
- Dr. Smith...

I know it wasn't intentional,
but you caused the accident.

What? Really, William.

You yourself can testify to the fact...

that I was not even in the area.

- No, but the rock you shot was.
- What rock?

Well, Dr. Smith was teaching me
how to shoot skeet.

Smith? Starting now, I want you...

to stack and tag
every single damaged part.

And don't you stop until you finish the job.
Now do you understand that?

Major, let me remind you
that I am far more proficient...

at skilled rather
than unskilled labor.

- Like skeet shooting, Dr. Smith?
- I'd better help him, Don.

He doesn't know much
about technical equipment.

- No, I don't, Major.
- Well, he doesn't know much about anything.

Period.

It's gonna be like putting
a jigsaw puzzle together.

How jolly.
Let me tell you something, William.

Despite the major's hasty conclusions,
I still maintain that my skeet shooting...

was in no way responsible
for the accident.

It wasn't? Well, then
how did this get here?

I have no idea.
I shall obey the major's orders...

but only to keep the peace.

We'll put the antenna together first.

I'll be able to get this free
if you'll just move that rock.

- I don't think it's very heavy.
- My delicate back will simply not stand the strain.

William, I have a splendid idea.

It will get much lighter
if I employ the principle of leverage.

Now let me see.
What can I use to demonstrate?

Ahh! Here we are!
Now watch carefully.

By bringing pressure
to bear on this lever...

the boulder will rise in direct ratio
to the pressure I exert...

thereby, freeing the desired object.

Why are you making such a big deal
over such a little rock?

Spare me the rhetoric, William.
I will prove to you that it does work.

Now then, are we ready?
Here we go!

Heave!
[ Screams ]

Oh, dear. What have we done?

Good heavens.
There's something frozen inside.

What sort of monster can it be?

I don't know.
But one thing's for sure.

- It's still alive.
- [ Gasps ]

William, there's a pulsating light there.
What do you suppose it means?

- I don't know.
- I think we should put it back
just where we found it...

and forget its very existence.

This happens to be our most
critical radar site, Dr. Smith.

If we place this object somewhere else,
it might still interfere with our reception.

- Analysis, Robot.
- Chemical composition of alien sarcophagus...

does not fall within the range of material
with which I am familiar.

However, its form is cryogenetic...

which means that an important
constituent thereof is frozen fluid.

What kind of fluid?

Its elements do not compute.

It does not melt at
normal terrestrial temperatures.

Spare us this aimless cackling and tell us
about that terrible creature inside.

The terrible creature
is a living organism.

Presently in a condition
of suspended animation.

[ Screams ]
William, I think I saw it move.

It was your shadow, Dr. Smith.

Don, what are we gonna do about it?

I'm not sure.

Obviously, it wasn't
meant to be disturbed.

So we have to decide whether
to move it... or move our radar site.

[ Clicks Tongue ]
I'll let that decision wait until morning.

Do you think maybe we should put
a watch on it?

Yeah. Good thought, Will. Smith,
you and the Robot take the first watch.

Uh, Major, due to an unusual
metabolic malfunction...

I must tell you that I would be
far more alert on the last watch...

- than I would be on the first.
- Fine.

You and the Robot take
the first and last watch.

Someone out there doesn't like
me.

- Affirmative, Dr. Smith. Affirmative.
- Bah!

[ Sighs ]

- Will asleep?
- Like a baby.

- Good.
- More coffee?

Yeah. Thanks.

I wonder if Mother and Penny are asleep.

[ Sighs ] This is the first time
I've been away from them for this long...

- since we left Earth.
- [ Chuckles ] You know, I kinda miss 'em too.

Don? I'm awfully curious
about that sarcophagus...

and how long it's been here.

Well, if it were made
of any known chemical or mineral...

I might be able to make
an aging check on it.

But...

this way, I can't even guess--
it could be a week, a year...

hundreds of thousands
of years-- I just don't know.

[ Sighs ] And if we try
to guess where it came from...

or why this particular
place was chosen--

[ Chuckles ] Well, if you have
any trouble sleeping tonight...

-you try guessing... instead of counting sheep.
- [ Laughs ]

I'm gonna check in with the others now.
John, do you read me?

Loud and clear. We should be
set up by dawn. How are you doing?

We've had a setback. We're gonna be
up here longer than we thought.

- Smith?
- Who else?

John, we've also come across
some sort of alien life-form...

- in a block of frozen fluid.
- Frozen fluid?

- What do you plan on doing with it?
- Well, nothing.

It's in a completely dormant state. I'm gonna
have Smith stand guard over it tonight.

- Do you think that's wise?
- Whatever it is, it's frozen solid.

Even Smith couldn't goof this one.

- Over and out.
- Over and out.

Well, I guess he knows
what he's doing.

[ Harmonizing ]
# I want to go home #

# So, hoist up the John B. sails #

# See how the mainsail sets #

# Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home #

# Let me go home #

# Let me go home #

# Well, I feel so break up #

# I want to go home #

# First mate, he got drunk #

# Broke up the people's trunk #

# Constable had to come
and take him away #

# Sheriff John Stone #

# Why don't you leave me alone #

# This is the worst trip #

# Since I have been born #

# So, hoist up the John B. sails #

# See how the mainsail sets #

# Call for the captain ashore
And let me go home #

- # Let me go home #
- # I want to go home #

- # Oh, let me go home #
- # Why don't you leave me alone #

# Well, I feel so break up
I want to go home ##

- [ Laughs ] Hey, that's fun!
- I did it!

I think it said something.
What was it?

You are listening
to the wind, Dr. Smith.

I am not programmed to interpret
the language of the wind.

Only the language of windbags.

How dare you,
you disreputable dunderhead!

- Are you suggesting--
- Robots do not suggest.

- They only state facts.
- Hold your tongue, you silly goose.

My feet are cold.

And so are my hands.

There's something wrong with
the controls of this blanket. [ Shivers ]

The controls are at maximum heat.

The condition of your extremities
indicate that you are nervous.

I'm not at all surprised. You would be nervous,
too, if you were out here standing guard...

over a block of deadly, frozen fluid.

What do you think I am doing out here,
Dr. Smith? Waiting for a trolley?

- Spare me your feeble attempts at humor!
- [ Rocks Sliding ]

- Something's approaching.
- There is no cause for alarm.

It was a slide of loose gravel.

Oh, dear. I'm beginning
to imagine things.

I'm not at all well.

Oh, dear! This blanket is definitely
not operating properly!

It's no good!
It's no good at all!

I shall freeze to death unless
I have something hot to drink.

Personnel on guard duty are not permitted
to leave their post without exp--

There. That will teach you...

you tin-plated tattletale!
[ Huffs ]

[ Sighs ]
The benison of a hot beverage.

Coffee. So nice.

What a lovely, restful place this is.

I think I'll lie down here.

But just for a moment. After all...

there's work to be done.

Yes. Just for a moment.

[ Grunts, Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Hissing ]

[ Rustling ]

Don, what is it?

I don't know.
But I'm gonna find out.

- Smith, get up!
- I'm innocent!

- What are you doing out here? Get on your feet.
- Oh! Where am I?

- I must have walked in my sleep.
- I'll bet.

- Dr. Smith, what's goin' on?
- William.

I'm afraid I'm guilty of deserting my post.

Uh, but temporarily, of course.
And quite unintentionally.

[ Sighs ]

It's gone!
The whole ice block has melted.

Whatever was in
that sarcophagus obviously...

was smart enough
to deactivate the Robot.

Major, I have no idea
how it happened...

but I seem to have
the Robot's power pack.

Are you sure you don't know
how that happened, Smith?

Quite sure. But I do seem to recall
that he was extremely rude to me.

Dr. Smith called me
a tin-plated tattletale.

- You traitor!
- I was about to warn him...

that it was dangerous to
place a thermal blanket...

in close contact with
a frozen block of fluid.

I see. Well, there's one bit
of scientific information...

we can thank you for, Doctor.

The fluid melts at
thermal blanket temperature.

And revives the organism it contained.

- Don! Look at that!
- [ Don ] That's what wakened me.

I heard something moving past the tent.

Let's see where they lead.

I feel quite shivery.
[ Sneezes ]

I do believe I'm coming down
with something. My feet feel like ice.

The reason is obvious, Dr. Smith.
You are standing in frozen fluid.

Melted, that is.

Well, it goes this far.

- It backs off.
- Afraid of the fire perhaps?

Evidently. We better call the search off
until morning, huh?

But it might still be in the area.

You are correct, Judy.
An alien organism is in the area.

It may be watching us
right now, for all we know.

Well, it's not gonna be watching you,
because you're going to bed, right now.

- But, Don, I'm not sleepy!
- You will be.

- Once you're safely back in your sleeping bag.
- But-- But, Don!

- Hit it, Will.
- How can I sleep when this thing is--

- Come on. Hit it.
- [ Sighs ]

- Good night.
- Good night.

- I think you'd better get some rest too, Judy. Huh?
- Yes, sir.

- Robot and I will stand guard.
- Good night.

Major, if I don't put on a pair
of dry socks immediately...

I shall have chilblains by morning.

[ Screams ]

Please don't throw
this thing at me.

I just came here for
a pair of warm socks, really.

We mean no harm to you.
You mean no harm to us.

Look. See?

Lower your spear.

- Now's your chance to do away with her.
- That won't be necessary, Smith.

Or desirable.

She's just as frightened
of us as you are of her.

I'm from the planet Earth.
My name is West.

And I am Dr. Zachary Smith, my dear.

The alien creature is
from a cold and distant planet.

Her vocal cords do not
function in temperate climates.

You don't have to be scared.

If you come with me, maybe...

we can find a way
to talk to each other.

We want to help you.

Will. Judy.

This is the terrible creature that Smith
expected to find in the sarcophagus.

- She's beautiful!
- Do you know who she is or where she's from?

A cold and distant planet,
that's all we know.

but we'll learn more,
once we gain her confidence.

I'll pour some coffee.

[ Explosion ]

There's no need to be frightened.
It was probably just a meteor.

Whatever it was, it represents
some sort of danger to her.

Well, at least she knows
we don't represent any danger.

Come on. Come on.

Robot, do you know where it landed?

I can give you its position.
That is all.

900 terrestrial meters
south by southeast.

That's pretty close. Maybe you and I
should go investigate, Dr. Smith.

Certainly not, William. I'm still
officially on guard duty, you know.

I wouldn't dream
of abandoning my post.

Besides, only fools step in
where angels fear to tread.

I sure would like
to know what it is.

The major will give you all the information
you need in the morning.

It might be gone by then. I know.

Robot, go over there and case the area.

Just get close enough
to get some information.

But if it looks dangerous, come
right back. Don't take any chances.

I will heed your advice,
Will Robinson.

Dr. Smith, I thought you were
supposed to be on guard duty.

According to a recent survey,
William, it was discovered...

that all personnel function much more
effectively when allowed a coffee break.

Hey, toro.
[ Speaking Spanish ]

Hey, what you do here, huh?

I am a robot. I am here
on an investigative mission.

However, I must give you fair warning that I am
programmed to defend myself if I am attacked.

You make so much talk,
like big city lawyer.

Show how you defend yourself.

[ Electrical Crackling ]

Hey!

Now I show you
how Chavo defend.

[ Gunshots ]

It's pretty good, no? Huh?

You and me, 50-50 proposition.

You no attack Chavo,
Chavo no attack toro. Huh?

It is a deal.

�Cielos!

Is pretty good horns
you got here, amigo.

Un momentito.
Un momentito.

Vente, torito. Ven, torito.
�Ven, toro!

That does not compute.

Hey, maybe--
Maybe I teach you, huh?

Would you like that?

Negative.
My investigation is now complete.

- I am leaving.
- Hey, torito!

Un momentito.
Just a momentito.

Hey.

Have a little drink
with Chavo, huh?

Chavo feel mucho insult...

if you don't have a drink.

Is important custom that
amigos must drink together.

Mira.

Ahh! Now you.

Gracias. But I am not programmed
to accept fermented beverages.

What? Fermented?

Is good for you! Vamos. Here.

Mira.

[ Hiccups ]

- [ Chuckles ] You like, yes? Huh?
- [ Hiccups ]

Hey. Take here.
Take some more.

[ Hiccups, Belches ]

[ Laughing ]

Hey, torito.

Maybe you tell me
something, yes?

It depends on whether it is contained
within my "bemory manks."

Uh, "memory benks."

Uh, memory... banks.

Listen. Is perhaps you know...

there is pretty muchacha
here someplace?

She is princesa de hielo.

How do you call it?
Uh, ice princess.

You know where
little muchacha is, huh?

I am not at liberty
to reveal pilvig-- privelig--

Uh, privileged information.

- �Uno m�s? �Uno m�s?
- �Uno m�s?

- �Uno m�s. Ayee!
- �Uno m�s? [ Hiccups ]

## [ Robot Singing "Cielito Lindo"]

## [ Continues ]

Do you hear that?
It sounds like our Robot.

It can't be.
It's someone singing.

We better find out what it is
before it wakes up Don and Judy.

William, what about the ice girl?

Well, she'll be all right.

[ Dr. Smith ]
She looks frozen.

- Poor child.
- I guess that's her natural look.

- Come on. Let's go.
- ## [ Robot Resumes ]

# Ay, ay, tequila #

## [ Laughing ]

�Ol�! �Salud, muchacho!
�Salud, Dr. Smith!

Good heavens.

Robot, what's happened to you?
What took you so long?

Did you find anything out?

## [ "Cielito Lindo" ]

[ Crashing ]

- What's happened to him?
- I cannot be certain, William...

but offhand, I'd say that
our roly-poly rowdy...

has had a drop or two to drink.

[ Groaning ]
Why did it have to happen to me?

My memory banks
will never be the same again.

- Take it easy. You're gonna be okay.
- I seriously doubt that.

Obviously, he's not fit to be trusted
with a responsible mission.

He's no better than a barfly.

- We were amigos. I trusted Chavo.
- Chavo?

- Who is this Chavo?
- I wanted to be polite.

I couldn't refuse when he kept
pouring fluid into my memory banks.

Fluid indeed!

Do you think I will recover,
Will Robinson?

I hope so.

You're gonna have to be dried out
in the sun though. That's for sure.

Robot. One of your
reserve computers is gone!

- Did Chavo take it?
- �Quien sabe?

I am sorry, Will Robinson.

I am afraid I goofed.
And that is not all.

- What else happened?
- I may have talked too much.

You always do, you garrulous gargoyle!

Obviously this Chavo
is a dreadful villain.

And our lives are not
worth a moment's purchase.

We must do something at once.

Maybe you and I should
go talk to him, Dr. Smith.

Splendid idea, William!

Why don't you go over there
and have a nice little chat with him--

while I stay here and nurse
our poor, dear, sick friend.

He needs constant attention.

Dr. Smith, why do you always have an alibi
when something important has to be done?

He also serves who stands and nurses.

All right. I'll go talk to him. But I'm only
going to get the Robot's computer back.

If his first-line computer assembly
should blow out...

he'd be nothing but a bunch of junk.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Be careful, William.

Well, what have
you got to say for yourself?

- Will this dizzy feeling ever leave me?
- I hope not!

Is pretty good soldados,
muchacho. No?

If you're the one who took
our Robot's computer...

well, I'd like it back, please.

�Ol�, muchacho!
You have mucho valor.

You're not afraid
of Chavo and his army?

Sure, I'm afraid. But I don't see why
you'd want to hurt me.

I don't even know
what you're doing here.

Well, I tell you.

There was once upon a time
una hermosa muchacha de hielo.

You mean the ice princess, I guess.

S�, ice princess. Ice princess is
very much loved by madre and padre.

They do not wish her to die.

Or to be stolen. That's why they hide
her away until it's time for her to be queen.

I have had a very hard time
trying to find her.

- Why do you want to find her?
- To take her back to her madre and padre.

Is it time for her to become queen?

Little inocente, you do not understand.

- I tell you when you're older.
- You want to hold her for ransom, don't you?

So much talk from one so young.

- Well, I don't think you're gonna get away with it.
- ## [ Strums ]

- Is that your opinion?
- And Don's.
I'm gonna go tell him what you're doing.

You want Chavo to turn loose
his soldados, muchacho?

Don's not afraid of
your old soldados either.

Oh. Hey, muchacho.

I think I like you
to stay a while with Chavo.

- Smith. Everything under control?
- Oh, yes, Major.

Everything is under control. Except
for the fact that this sentry nonsense...

is wreaking havoc with my bunions.

- Where's Will?
- William decided to take a short
constitutional before breakfast.

His appetite has been very poor lately.

Well, I hope for your sake
he hasn't gone too far.

- Good morning.
- Ah, good morning, my dear.

I was just telling the major that William
is taking a short constitutional.

That's unusual.
And how's our visitor this morning?

Don?

Why are you afraid?

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Look. Come out here
and see for yourself.

I don't understand it. She seems
more scared now than she did last night.

Smith? Are you positive
you were wide awake all the time?

- Oh, absolutely, Major.
- C�mo est�n, amigos?

Is it with gun
you make visitors welcome?

- [ Don ] Who are you, and what do you want?
- My name is Chavo.

Good heavens. Chavo.
It's the villain himself.

- What villain? Do you know him?
- Not personally, Major.

Just by hearsay. I do believe I shall
join William for his constitutional.

- Smith!
- So, you heard about Chavo.

Muy bueno. I have good publicity
all over galaxy.

- Well, I for one have never heard of you.
- [ Chuckles ]

And I'm still waiting to find out
what you're doing here.

[ Chuckles ]
Ustedes hombres--

Always want to know
everything right away.

It's better when you take
a little time to talk.

- Have a nice drink.
- There's some coffee, if you'd like some of that.

- Have a nice drink.
- There's some coffee, if you'd like some of that.

[ Chuckles ]
It can wait.

Ha! Nice camp you got here.

When did you get here, huh?
Where are you from?

I thought I was
asking the questions.

[ Chuckles ]
You ask questions.

I ask questions.

Same difference.
All good, friendly talk.

Something is special inside
you don't want Chavo to see, amigo?

Why don't you try asking permission
before you start nosing around...

- other people's property?
- [ Chavo ] Okay. Est� bien.

- So I ask for permission--
- And it's denied.

- You're not too friendly, amigo.
- That's right. I'm not.

As a matter of fact,
I think it's time you left here.

- That's an insult!
- Take it for what it is.

[ Chuckles ]
Est� bien.

So, what is the good
to fight, amigo?

All I come is to--

to ask you, maybe you can help
Chavo with mercy mission.

- Mercy mission?
- S�. Mercy mission.

On other planet...

there is padre and madre...

wringing their hands, crying, praying...

for the return of little, lost muchacha.

So, I, Chavo...

promise to find her for them.

Did the parents give you the authority
to make this search?

Ciertamente. You think I make
such a search without authority?

Thank you, Chavo.
That's all I needed to know.

The sooner you get out of here,
the better.

You know something, amigo?

I think you help Chavo
with mercy mission.

- And what makes you think that?
- By tonight...

I think you deliver...

poor little princesa to Chavo.

What's that supposed to be?
Some kind of an ultimatum?

Such hard, angry word.

The boy is like you. He also uses...

angry, hard word.

- What do you know about my brother?
- Oh, the boy. [ Chuckles ]

El muchacho.
We are very, very good friends.

I take excelente care
of the muchacho.

Until tonight.

When you deliver...

the poor, little lost princesa to Chavo.

Major! Major?

- Oh, William and I had a lovely constitutional.
- Is that so, Smith?

- Yes, Major. Lovely.
- Dr. Smith...

- Chavo's got Will.
- You know?

I'm afraid I'm partly
to blame for that.

- Okay, let's have it.
- It's a long story.

You see, William was so curious about
the flare we saw in the sky last night...

that he insisted upon
going out to investigate it.

- And you let him go.
- The Robot had just returned
from a similar expedition...

in a rather, well, inebriated condition.

I thought it was quite innocent.

Naturally, I voiced
my strongest objections.

Judy, you get a gun
and keep watching the girl.

- Smith and I are going after Will.
- Major--

I'm afraid my bunions might
prove a serious impediment.

If they do, you can get on
your hands and knees and crawl.

Come on!

Major, I'm completely exhausted.

Perhaps you'd better go on without me.
I can only be a hindrance to you.

Not this time, Smith.
You're gonna be a decoy.

But decoys are usually
shot at, aren't they? Look!

Come on. Get down.

Eat, muchacho, eat.

It build up your strength.

I'm not very hungry.

How you gonna be big and strong
like Chavo if you don't eat?

- Hey, where are you going?
- I figured your soldiers would be hungry.

- I was gonna give it to them.
- Huh? I give.

Hey, soldados. You want food?

They ate already.

For good muchachos, I have candy.

- Come on!
- Thanks.

Well, at least he's not mistreating Will.

- He seems quite paternal.
- Oh, yeah.

Like a father alligator.

Well, I guess we're gonna have to wait
until night before we can do anything.

Then surely you will not require my
services as decoy any longer, will you?

To the contrary, Smith.
I'll need 'em even more.

[ Panting ]
Will's all right. For now, anyway.

- You did see him?
- Yeah. From a distance.

Chavo was very nice to William.
He gave him candy.

- If it wasn't poisoned.
- Now look, Judy.

We've got until midnight
to talk to that girl...

and find out how much
of what Chavo told us is true.

- If she'll talk to us.
- Well, let's find out.

- She's gone!
- What?

It's all your fault,
you irresponsible wine dibber.

If you had been
in any decent condition...

that ice girl would still be here
to make the exchange with William.

Poor, dear boy.
There's no hope for him now.

The major will never find that girl.

And who, may I ask, is responsible for
letting Will Robinson go in the first place?

Surely you didn't expect me to go.

I was busy playing nursemaid to you.

A likely story. You should be ashamed
of yourself, Dr. Smith.

Sending a boy to do a man's job.
Are you not ashamed?

Indeed I am not!
I did what I had to do.

- You are a coward, Dr. Smith.
- A coward?

I? I'll have you know
I'm famous for me bravery.

Then it is up to you
to rescue Will Robinson.

It is? How?

By acting as a decoy.
I have a complete plan.

I'm sure I won't like it,
but let me hear it.

[ Softly ]
First of all, we are going to--

[ Indistinct ]

Time is a-wasting, Dr. Smith.

Be still, ninny. I'm doing the best I can
with your preposterous plan.

It is not preposterous.
It is brilliant.

Wow.

Indeed!
This is the final ignominy.

A man of my quality
reduced to this deceit.

- It will never work.
- It will work, Dr. Smith.

For a moment,
I thought it was her.

Hold her up, Dr. Smith. Hold her up.

Very well. I shall do it.

But only under the strongest protests!

And only with the condition that
the moment I lure Chavo in my direction...

-you will finish him off.
- Affirmative, Dr. Smith.

Now, remember. Your firing batteries must
be charged for maximum firing power.

- Will you remember that?
- Affirmative.

Now, follow me.
On second thought...

this senorita and I will follow you.

That is what you usually do.

Spare me the saucy sallies,
John Barleycorn.

Proceed!

Now, you, madam.
Come along with me.

And we shall see what we shall see.

## [ Strums ]

Your friend the major loses valuable time.

He better come soon with the princesa,
or I get very furious. �Col�rico!

[ Dr. Smith Imitating Female ]
Hello there!

Hey! Hey, muchacho, she's here!

Hello, there!

[ Chuckles ]
Come, princesita, show yourself.

Your friend the major is wise.

Princesa, Chavo waits for you.

When you let the boy go...

I will come to you.

[ Softly ]
Keep her up, Dr. Smith. Keep her up.

How do I know you
keep your promise, princesa?

A princesa never lies.

Here is my bond!

[ Gasps ]
Go, muchacho, go.

You are free. Tell your friends,
�hasta la vista!

I don't understand.
Don would never--

Ah, your major is a wise man.

He knows when he's licked.
Go, now. Go.

�Princesa!

�Princesa!
Chavo waits for you.

Come and get me, honey!

Yeah! Right away!

[ Female Voice ]
Fire--

[ Regular Voice ]
Fire when he comes within range.

- Affirmative.
- �Princesita!

[ Female Voice ]
Over here, honey.

Ah, there you are, princesa.

It is mucho dark.

I cannot see you very well.

- Show yourself, princesa, huh?
- Fire, stupid. Fire!

My firing batteries appear
to be dead, Dr. Smith.

Then recharge them,
you dumb-headed dolt!

Ah, princesa?

Oh, toro, mi amigo!

You are duenna-- chaperona
for princesa.

You may go now.
I take care of princesa.

Ay, princesita.

Is not necesario struggle, princesa.

Chavo take very, very good care of you.

We go to my estancia.

I send message to your padre and madre.

Then, pretty soon,
I ship you in a royal ship...

- to your planet.
- [ Female Voice ] Oh, no! You're making...

- [ Male Voice ] a terrible mistake.
- Huh?

What is?
Your voice is changing like boy?

Huh?
[ Chuckles ]

Ahh, you are shy.

Come on.
Show your pretty face to Chavo.

And a smile for Chavo, huh?

Come on, princesita.
Come on! Huh?

[ Speaking Spanish ]

You are not young princesa.
You are a waxwork "dommy"!

- Huh?
- [ Shrieks ] I'm not a "dommy." Uh, dummy.

Well, you made voice like dummy.

You make dummy talk like dummy
and walk like dummy...

- so you must be dummy too, huh?
- What are you going to do to me?

Oh, shut your face, you princesa.

- [ Female Voice ] Yes, honey. Oh!
- Ha!

- [ Spanish ]
- Whoa!

What is it?
What are you going to do?

- [ Spanish ]
- Oh! You wouldn't!

[ Screams, Shrieks ]

Don't harm me!
[ Yelps ] Oh, dear!

- [ Indistinct ]
- [ Muttering In Spanish ]

[ Laughing,
Speaking Spanish ]

- [ Indistinct ]
- [ Laughing ]

[ Shrieks ]
Oh! [ Indistinct ] Stop!

You can take this too, eh?
Huh? Hey. �Soldados!

- [ Spanish ]
- [ Screams ]

Oh, dear.

My end is near.
Where are you going?

Will! You all right?

- I guess so.
- How'd you get away?

Don't you know?
You sent the ice princess to him.

Hey now, wait a minute. Ice princess?

- Oh-ho, no. She disappeared this morning.
- She did?

- Yeah.
- But a girl showed up there.

You know, when I really think about it,
she didn't sound much like a girl.

- Must have been Smith.
- Dr. Smith?

- Yeah. He and the Robot are missing.
- We better go get 'em.

No, no, no. Not so fast.
We don't want to jump in--

Hey, amigos.

You have plenty tricks, se�or, ha?

You send an old fool
to make monkey of Chavo.

Well, that is not permitted!
It is an insult!

Throw away your gun.
We fight with knives.

Will, get back. Way back.

Look, Chavo.

That girl you were looking for--
she was with us.

- But she disappeared.
- [ Chuckles ]

Liar.

Fight for her.

- [ Robot ] Chavo!
- Now, you come to make
corrida with Chavo, huh?

- Affirmative.
- It is irresistible, se�or.

First, I take care of toro.

Then, I take care of you.

�Toro! �Toro!

Toro, you die soon.

Your moment of truth is very close.

Come on, toro. �Toro!

Hey, why don't you shout "ol�"?

Toro. Ha. Hah-hah!

Come to the muleta, toro. Come!

[ Lasers Firing ]

Mr. Chavo, are you hurt?

[ Moans ]
I'm destroyed.

[ Gasps ]

Never I lose a fight with bulls--
never!

I never again show
my face to my friends.

Well, it can't be that bad.

Maybe I'm getting a little
too old for bullfighting.

Maybe I go back to ranch.

And watch the young ones like you...

grow bold and brave
and follow the bulls.

Thank you, muchacho.

[ Grunts ]

Is a fine, brave boy.

It makes proud to have
a friend like that.

What you said about
princesa de hielo, I believe.

But I don't look for her anymore.
[ Chuckles ]

I go back to rancho.

[ Chuckles ]
Hey, toro.

Do not be too proud.

The braver the bull...

the harder he falls.

[ All Chuckling ]

Adios, se�or.

- Hasta luego, muchacho.
- Adios.

Oh! Thank heavens
I'm in time to warn you.

That terrible Chavo
may be here at any moment.

- He's been here and gone, no thanks to you.
- Don, look!

[ Speaking In Alien Language ]

- [ Will ] She's gone!
- Good riddance.

She has had herself summoned
back to her own planet.

- And not a moment too soon.
- Why didn't she just do that in the first place...

instead of letting us get into
all that trouble with Chavo?

- Yeah, why?
- With alien life-forms, ours is not to reason why.

Ours is but to do or become
permanently deactivated.

I don't think that's quite right.
But I guess it turned out for the best.

- Did you have any trouble setting up the antenna?
- Oh, just the usual.

[ Don ] Yeah, once the bounty hunter left,
and the ice princess disappeared...

- it was a cinch.
- A bounty hunter and an ice princess?

- Tell you all about that later.
- Where's Dr. Smith?

I don't know. Last time I saw him, he and
the Robot were fighting over a senorita.

A senorita?

There! Take her, she's yours.

I created her for you. She is yours.

- [ Screams ]
- [ John ] What's going on?

[ Don ] Oh, John, just one of those
usual old-fashioned love triangles.

Love triangles indeed.

The base of this triangle
very nearly cost me my life.

- Correction: I gave your life meaning.
- Bah, booby!

[ Don ] Come on, Smith! Get in this Chariot,
or you'll be left behind.

- What shall we do with her?
- Why don't you try serenading her?
I think she needs it.

- [ Chuckling ]
- Come on, madam.

"For thousands of years
since the first dawn of knowledge...

"man has known that there
was another parallel world close by his own.

"A world somehow like ours,
but of incredible darkness and fear.

"It has been called many different names
by many different cultures.

- "But the shadowy legend
of this dark, rear world...
- [ Yawns ]

"persisted in the minds of men over the ages.

"And with it, the terror that one day
the fearful inhabitants of this dread world...

would somehow penetrate into our world"--

Spare me the dreary details, William.

Surely you can find something more pleasant
in that fairy tale book.

Dr. Smith, this isn't a fairy tale.

This is a book about weird
unexplained legends of the past.

Idiotic folklore.
That's what it is.

Unsubstantiated drivel
passed down by simple peasant mentalities.

Well, it may be folklore...

but I'll bet there's a scientific explanation
for everything in this book.

But before you delve too deeply
into the scientific explanation...

would you be good enough
to fetch me a pillow from the ship?

I feel the need of a brief nap.
[ Exhales Deeply ]

All right.

[ Yawning ]

Hustle along, William...

the constant riffling of pages
is hardly conducive to my quiet time.

Besides, that ridiculous book will just
clutter your mind with nonsensical nonsense.

It's out there.

Somewhere it's out there. I can feel it.

[ Male #2 ]
A door to the other world--

one point in the entire universe...

where we can break free
and pass over into their world.

[ Male #1 ]
We've got to find it.

[ Male # 2 ] And if we can,
how do we know that we can get through?

[ Male #1 ] An atomizing unit.
We'll need an atomizing unit.

And if it could reach sufficient power--

Then we'll find our opposites...

force them to come back here,
and we'll be free.

No. Not you. Not this time.

Mine's closest. I can feel it.

If we cannot balance the energy intake
with the atomizing unit...

how are we ever going to get back into flight?

By studying the problem,
I may be able to supply knowledge needed...

to construct a duplicate of the missing section.

It's all yours.

The blueprint completed the schematic
double-X minus zero.

- ## [ Humming ]
- The task which remains
must be carried to "Y" plus W2.

The first step--

Dr. Smith's off-key humming
is disturbing my sensors.

Off-key indeed, you cackling clod!

I can prescribe the perfect cure
for your sensitive nervous system--

the removal of your power pack.

- ## [ Resumes Humming ]
- I had reached a computed conclusion.

Now it has been lost.

Doctor, we'll never get those motors
to working again...

until we get that schematic straightened out.

If it is that important,
I suggest you do not leave it...

to the tender mercies of this mental midget.

I cannot continue my calculations...

with Dr. Smith's highly emotional outbursts
disturbing the immediate area.

Uh, suppose you go inside.

Maybe you can
be of some assistance to my wife.

Zachary Smith, relegated to the kitchen?

Yes. Maybe you can toss a salad or something.

I refuse. I absolutely refuse.

Inside, Smith!

Very well.

Just you wait!

- All right, now.
- Thank you, Professor Robinson.

Now we can proceed
with the most critical stage.

The clearing of the chamber exhaust.

- But I cannot recommend that it be attempted.
- It's got to be done.

The fuel-temperature equalization
is highly delicate procedure.

These units are still
in a dangerously unstabilized condition.

I know, but it's a chance we'll have to take...

if we're ever gonna get these motors repaired.

Very well.

Activate!

[ Whirring ]

All right. Give me a temperature reading.

265.

300.

[ Wind Whistling ]

Over here! Over here!

[ Whirring Continues ]

[ Whirring Stops ]

Professor Robinson, where are you?

Where are you, Professor Robinson?

Professor Robinson! Where are you?

Professor Robinson! Where are you?

Professor Robinson! Professor Robinson!

Where are you?
Wh-Where are you, Professor Robinson?

Did you see it? Did you see what happened?

All we know is that Professor Robinson
disappeared when you activated this machine.

- Now, what happened?
- It is all my fault.

- Don, what are we gonna do?
- Will, don't worry.

We'll get your dad back. Just don't worry.

Professor Robinson! Where are you?

Now get a hold of yourself!
Now, listen.

If we turn on this
fuel output machine again...

and duplicate the same conditions,
will we get Professor Robinson back?

Until we fully understand
what has happened...

I would strongly advise
against any such action.

Well, we have to do something!

This problem involves space,
time and matter.

It will take complicated computer effort
to arrive at a solution.

- [ Thunderclap ]
- [ Wind Whistling ]

Don, it felt like an earthquake!

We'd better get back inside the ship.

No! I gotta stay here
and try and get back Dad.

Will, there's nothing we can do...

until the Robot
works out the problem.

Come on!

[ Thunder Continues ]

Drun!

Drun!

Yes, we are alike, aren't we?

Who are you?

I asked you who you are!

I'm Professor John Robinson.

Everyone knows that.

Drun!

Where are we?

This is your home.

You'll never leave it again.

My friend is probably
at the alternate meeting place.

I don't want to keep him waiting.

- On your feet!
- Not until you tell me what this is all about.

Now, I've gone to a lot of trouble
to get you here...

and I need you for my plans.

But that doesn't mean
I wouldn't kill you in a split second...

if you got in my way.

You understand?

If given a choice...

I'd rather not have
to kill part of myself.

[ Grunts ]

The burden of guilt is mine.

My sensors warned me of the danger.

[ Thunder Continues ]

My goodness.
It's been thundering and lightning for hours.

I wish it would rain or snow or whatever
it's going to do and get it over with.

According to our weather instruments,
there isn't any storm.

Mrs. Robinson,
this strange climatic occurrence...

is the result of two worlds
whose magnetic stability is out of balance.

And that, thank you, makes just about
as much sense as our weather readings.

This atmospheric disturbance...

is tied in with the disappearance
of Professor Robinson.

Well, can't you compute what's
happened to him and help us get him back?

It is a very difficult computation.

I would gladly burn out
all my transistors...

to accomplish
the Professor's return.

I know.
You're doing everything you can.

Well, we're not helping matters
any by staying up and worrying.

We might as well get to sleep.

Maybe the Robot can come up
with some answers in the morning.

Come on, Mom.

Drun!

Here!

[ Thunder Continues ]

- It can't be.
- It is.

It took you long enough
getting back here.

I had to wait for the right time.

He's your duplicate, all right.

- When do we get mine?
- Soon.

I still don't think it's going to work.

It must work.
We've been prisoners here far too long.

Thousands and thousands
and thousands of years.

Prisoners?

Aren't we all?

Prisoners of our crimes and weaknesses.

Now, Professor, we'll change clothes.

Don't make us force you.

Allow me to be the first
to welcome you to your new world.

[ Moaning ]

- [ Moaning Continues ]
- [ Clears Throat ]

Robot, I couldn't sleep.

I thought maybe you and I could work
on what happened to Dad together.

So far, all my computations...

are just worthless spots
on my computer tapes.

I am a miserable failure.

- [ Thunder Rumbling ]
- Don't worry. You'll think of something.

I know you will.

You know, maybe Don was right.

Maybe if we re-created the same situation
as when Dad disappeared--

I do not believe
that would bring your father back.

No, but it might send us to him.

No, Will Robinson.
What you suggest is extremely dangerous.

Well, we have to do something!

Suppose Dad's hurt
and he needs our help.

A point well made.

Activate the machines.

I knew you'd go with me.

Activate them.

[ Whirring ]

Are you frightened,
Will Robinson?

- Yes.
- So am I.

[ Whirring Grows Louder ]

Robot, what's happening to us?

Our bodies have not yet adjusted
to molecular displacement.

But where are we?

I will try to compute
our surroundings.

We are nowhere.

This place does not exist
anywhere in time or space.

But we're here!
We have to be somewhere!

We are between
any number of dimensions.

If we were to fall into one of them--

Let's hope Dad didn't fall into one.

If he did,
then he is lost forever.

- Take him back.
- [ Grunts ]

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

Gee, Robot,
we've been walking for hours.

This corridor could go on
for miles or more.

We have no choice
but to continue.

There is no way for us
to return to our own planet.

Is-- Is that me?

A reflection
of your negative self.

We sure are
in a strange place.

I also wish
to observe my appearance.

Oh, no!

I never realized before how unattractive I am.

[ Will ] You're a robot. You're supposed
to be functional, not pretty.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall...

who is the ugliest robot of all?

Me, that is who.

Maybe your general appearance could stand
a little improving, but that's not important.

It's your character that counts.

Well, you're kind
and generous and intelligent.

You're just
an all-around nice robot.

Yes, I do have certain appealing qualities.

Who cares if I'm an ugly duckling
on the outside?

That's the spirit. And now that we've
solved that problem, can we go on?

If necessary, I will follow you
to the very end of space itself, Will Robinson.

Stop, Will Robinson.

My computations tell me
we have arrived.

That is the antimatter world...

the exact opposite of our universe.

Boy.

I also compute great danger there.

Maybe your sensors
just aren't adjusted to that world yet.

I hope that is it.

Will you take my hand again,
Will Robinson?

All right. Come on.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

You know, Robot, maybe it's just a coincidence...

but we left a place
where it was thundering and lightning...

and it's doing the same thing here.

This world is also out of balance.

I just hope we can find Dad
and get out of here in a hurry.

Dad!

Dad, it's me, Will!

Dad! Dad, can you hear me?

Wait, Will Robinson.

There is something wrong here.
Something very wrong.

If you ask me,
everything in this whole world is wrong.

There is something more.

I mean,
the danger is all around us.

All I can see around us
is a bunch of old rocks.

L-L-L-L-Look!

Rocks aren't a life-form!
They can't move!

Tell them that!

Immediate withdrawal
is suggested.

Robot! My feet!
I can't move them!

Neither can I!

I can't move my head!

I can't either!

This is a strange,
strange world indeed!

Rocks moving
and humans not able to.

- I can hear them coming closer!
- So can I.

- Let's not listen.
- Right.

I can move my feet now!

So can I.

- Let's get going and find Dad.
- Affirmative.

[ Thunder Continues ]

This is like searching
for a needle in a haystack.

That task can be accomplished
if one has patience and fortitude.

Professor Robinson!

Professor Robinson!

I think I hear footsteps.

[ Thunder Continues ]

Dad!

Boy, am I glad to see you!

And I'm very glad to see you.

We sure were lucky
to find you like this.

It was a stroke of luck.

I couldn't have asked
for anything I'd wanted more.

Returning to our home base will prove
to be extremely difficult, Professor Robinson.

There's a departure place--

almost a bridge between here and home.

I think I can get us back there.

You still have not told us
what happened to you, Professor Robinson.

There was a magnetic imbalance.
You saw that.

Then, I don't know.
I guess I was just teletransported here.

Yes, I was present
during the magnetic imbalance.

My scanners also detected
another presence--

someone who took you away with him.

Another person?
You have a very vivid imagination, Robot.

There was no one else.

I am not programmed for imagination.

Perhaps there's something wrong
with your scanning equipment.

We'll have to check it out
when we get back.

My scanners have
just had their 25,000-hour checkup.

They are in perfect working order.

Apparently they're not.
There was no one else.

But we can discuss that later. Right now,
the important thing is for us to get home safely.

Dad's right, Robot.

This is the spot.

Now, we're going to walk
right into another dimension.

- Which one?
- Ours, I hope.

You're doing it, Dad!
You're doing it!

- You did it.
- We're very lucky, Son.

Was it just a matter of chance,
Professor Robinson?

- What's that supposed to mean?
- It was merely a thought.

Then we'd better check your tapes also.

You're not programmed for thinking.

Darling!

Oh, my goodness!
I'm so glad you're back!

I kept telling myself
everything would work out all right...

- but I didn't believe it.
- Well--

Ohhh! We were so worried.

- Dad!
- Welcome back, John.

Will and the Robot
deserve all the credit for getting me here.

If it hadn't been for them, I'd s--
I'd still be lost.

- Well, I think this rates a celebration.
- Oh, could we?

I'll get my tape recorder
and we'll have some music.

As an extra treat,
we can use some of the reserve food supplies.

Well, why not?
After all, it is a special occasion.

No. We have no time for parties.

- We must make our repairs and leave.
- Why? What's the hurry?

I mean, you're back safely now.
I think that calls for a celebration.

We can't waste the time!
We must leave immediately!

[ Chuckles ]
You know, if I didn't know better, John...

I'd say you were acting
like a man on the run.

Yes, I guess you're right.
I am a little jumpy.

This whole affair
has had its effect on my nerves.

Well, there's nothing better
for a case of nerves than a good party.

- [ Chuckles ]
- Come on.

- Come on, Will. We're gonna have a party!
- Yeah, good!

Judy Robinson, can I speak to you
for a moment?

- We can talk at the party. You're invited too.
- No.

I am not sure
this is an occasion for happiness.

How long
has the thunderstorm been over?

Just a few minutes.

It stopped about the time you,
Will and Dad returned.

The two worlds
are once again balanced.

I don't understand
what you mean.

When my sensors have reached
a final conclusion, I will tell everyone.

[ Laughter ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Maureen ]
Oh, my.

Well, as much as I hated
to dig into the reserve food supply...

I think it was a splendid party!

- Oh, yes.
- Ah, yes indeed, madam!

All things considered,
the repast was truly a gourmet's delight.

Now, how would
you know that, Smith?

Spare me the poisonous barbs, Major.

Zachary Smith has always
traveled through the universe first-cabin...

until this ill-fated journey.

Well, now that we've all
had our fill of fun and food...

I suggest we get back to work.

Work? Madam, you must excuse me.

I shall retire
to my quarters and meditate.

Remain here!

Smith, your shift starts
in a half hour!

A half hour?

Evidently you didn't
understand me, Major.

There's no half hour.

- Get to work immediately.
- Oh, J-John, that's no way to talk.

When I want your advice,
I'll ask for it.

Don't you and Judy have something to do
in the galley?

- John--
- Well, do it!

The last thing I wanna do
is get in the middle of a family argument...

but you were way off base
with Maureen just now.

You're right.
I was a little hard on her.

But it was for her own good,
for the good of all of us.

I-- I've seen that other place.

I know the horrors of it...

and how close it is and how it threatens us.

And I'm going to drive everyone in this group,
myself included...

to make all necessary repairs...

and leave here as soon as possible.

And if at times
I seem hard, even unsympathetic...

it's because I'm concerned
with the safety and welfare of us all.

All right.

- Let's get back to work.
- Right.

Smith and I will take alt--

Well, I'll be.

My watch--
it's running backwards.

Look! The second hand--
it's going in the wrong direction.

I'll check mine.

- It's gone crazy too.
- Humph.

- [ Huffs ]
- Dad, you know, you once told me...

that in space, time isn't measured
by the minutes or the hours...

but by the millions of years.

- Do you remember?
- Yes.

Dad, do you think you could
take a look at my recorder?

- There's something wrong with it.
- We'll fix it later, Penny.

We, uh-- We got a lot of work
to do right now.

I hope you can see
to it soon, because...

a recorder that runs backwards
doesn't do much good.

All right. We've wasted enough time.
Let's get back to work.

Haven't you finished working on that
condenser yet? What's taking you so long?

Can't we finish dismantling
this weather station in the morning?

We haven't got that much to do.

If we finish tonight, we can devote the
morning to getting the ship ready for prelaunch.

What's the hurry? A couple of more days
on this planet won't make much difference.

- Come on. Let's call it a night.
- Stay until you're finished, understand?

Easy, will you?

I'll take it easy when we're off this planet.
Now, get back to work!

Look, John,
I know you've had a rough time of it...

but that doesn't
give you the right to lean on me.

You're shiftless! You're lazy
and you're worthless, just like your opposite!

Opposite?
Now, what are you talking about?

What's the matter with you?
You're acting like some kind of a--

You're right.

Maybe I've been pushing too hard.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Opposite?

[ John's Voice ]
Will!

I need you!

[ Hushed ] It is very late, Will Robinson.
Why aren't you asleep?

Well, I had this strange dream.

I dreamt that Dad was in trouble
and he was calling for me.

But how could that be when Dad's here?

[ Robot ]
Is he?

I have been observing the man
we brought back from the other place.

You mean my father?

Have you noticed that even in strong sunlight
he casts no shadow?

No, I hadn't noticed that.

Penny's tape recorder, your watch...

and Major West's watch too.

Are you trying to say
he isn't my father?

He is, and then again he is not.

You're not making any sense.

There are areas which are unclear to me also,
Will Robinson.

But I will tell you what I do know.

Well, go ahead.
I'm listening.

I suspect that the man
you believe to be your father...

is in reality an antimatter John Robinson
from an antimatter world.

- Anti--
- Shh!

Antimatter?

We know that all matter
has its opposite.

This principle
could also apply to individuals.

Two fathers.
That's hard to believe.

Do you remember the storm which came up
when Professor Robinson disappeared?

Sure.

It was caused by matter displacement.

Both John Robinsons
were in the same world.

And when we came back with
my antimatter father, the storm stopped!

Because the balance
between the two worlds had been restored.

Well, let's go wake everyone up
and tell them.

No. All this is only theory on my part.

- I have no facts to back it up.
- I'll give you a fact to back it up.

We're going back
into that antimatter world.

We're gonna find my real father
and bring him back.

No, Will Robinson.
It is much too dangerous.

Well, isn't it just as dangerous to leave this
antimatter man here, pretending he's my father?

We don't know what he's trying to do.
He might want to kill us.

Either way is filled with danger.

Well, I know that I can't
leave my father in trouble...

without trying to help him.

Now, are you coming with me,
or do I have to go alone?

My sensors compute extreme danger...

but I cannot let you go alone.

Robot, you're just about the best friend
anyone ever had.

Friendship was one of the first virtues
programmed into me.

Okay, let's go.

Remember, when you get
to the antimatter world, wait for me.

I will only be a moment behind you.

Don't worry.
I'm not going anywhere alone if I can help it.

- Stop!
- Hurry! Activate the engines!

[ Whirring ]

[ Whirring Continues ]

- [ Wind Whistling ]
- [ Groaning ]

- [ Click ]
- [ Whirring Stops ]

You are more trouble to me
than you're worth!

What a ridiculous place
to be sleeping!

I was not sleeping. I was knocked down
by a man you believe to be John Robinson.

- Professor Robinson knocked you down?
- Impossible.

It was not Professor Robinson.
It was his antimatter self.

Antimatter self?

Good heavens! He's finally cracked!
I've been expecting it.

- Oh, I cannot waste time explaining to you.
- [ Thunder Rumbling ]

I must go to the antimatter world.
Will Robinson is there.

Will? In the antimatter world?

Yes. He has gone
to search for his real father.

Antimatter world? Real father?

What in the world are you talking about,
you ninny?

Major, even a simple mind like yours
cannot believe all this nonsense.

Activate the atomic engine, Major.

Now, look, Robot,
I know you're programmed for truthfulness...

but you've been
operating under quite a strain lately.

Maybe some of your micro-controls
are worn out or something.

Even if they were, you know
my control mechanism is self-repairing.

Major, you must activate the atomic engine.
You must! You must!

All right. Let's get him up.

[ Thunder Continues ]

Never have I heard
such absolute balderdash!

Activate the atomic engine, Major!

Major, activate the atomic engine!

You don't believe him do you?
You sir! Stop this idiocy at once, do you hear?

Activate it, Major!
Major, activate it now!

One more word out of you--

[ Whirring ]

Aaah!
[ Gasps ]

Where are we? What dire predicament
have you gotten me into now?

This is a corridor
of the antimatter world...

you were so certain did not exist.

Very well. You've made your point,
my dear friend. I believe you. I do.

Get me out of here
and back to the Jupiter immediately.

There is no time for that now. We must
find Will and Professor Robinson first.

Why do these terrible things
always happen to me?

Why always to me?
Always to me.

That's what the Robot said.

It was an antimatter version
of the real John Robinson.

That explains so many things.

But where are John and Will now?

I don't know.

Somewhere in the antimatter world,
I guess.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

Then all we have to do
is find the real professor and William...

and we can all return
to the Jupiter.

- What is this?
- The entrance to the antimatter world.

How do we get through it?

Our physical presence
will probably cause it to open and admit us.

Will you take my hand?

Oh, all right.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

There's a storm here.
We'd better go back.

Our planet and the antimatter world
are now out of balance.

What does that mean?

When both John Robinsons
are in the same world...

a displacement occurs, causing violent
electrical charges to be released.

But if both professors are here,
how will we ever tell them apart?

It will not be difficult.
One is good and the other evil.

- Oh, no!
- Oh, yes!

[ Thunder Continues ]

Dad!

Let him go!
You don't have to keep him here!

I have no intention of keeping him here.

- He's coming back with me.
- I'm not going anywhere without my father!

I'm afraid that's impossible.

The worlds have to remain in balance.

Matter and antimatter--
each must equal the other.

I don't care.
I'm staying here with my father!

You know,
I could force you to go with me.

You'll never pull this off.
Oh, you may get away for now...

but somehow I'll get out of here.

And when I do,
I'll hound you to the ends of the universe.

That's a foolish outburst of bravado,
Professor Robinson.

It might tempt me to kill you now
and have it done with.

That's a bluff and you know it.

You can't kill me.
You need me.

You need me to balance
your entrance into the other world.

Yes, I do need you here...

to balance my escape
while I return to the freedom of your world.

And he won't escape either, will he?

No one escapes
from the antimatter world.

Except us.

Come. It's time to go
to the Jupiter 2.

I told you.
I'm not going anywhere with you.

Not only are you going back with me...

but once we get there...

you're not going to breathe
one word about who I am...

or where the real John Robinson is.

The minute I get back,
I'm gonna tell everyone everything I know!

[ Anti-John ]
I don't think you'd be so foolish.

Because once
my true identity is known...

my plans for escape will be ruined.

And once they're ruined...

I wouldn't have any reason
to keep your father alive.

You understand that?

I guess I do.

Then you'll behave
and do exactly as you're told.

Come. You wait here.

Why? He's more than enough guard
for the prisoner.

You can't leave here
till I bring back your duplicate.

Let me go with you
and help get him back here.

I don't need any help. Come.

Stand guard here.

[ Thunder Continues ]

[ John ] I guess antimatter worlds
are no different than any others.

There's a sucker born here
every minute also.

That's enough of that.

Do you really think
he's going to come back here for you?

I said that's enough of that.

Sure, that's enough.

I can just see him going to a whole lot
of trouble to bring back your duplicate.

He will! He will! He will!
I know he will!

Sure. Sure, he will.

By the time you wake up to the fact
that you've been double-crossed...

he'll be at least
two galaxies away from here.

I said for you to shut up!
Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

You'll never get me with that chain!

[ Yelling ]

- What is it?
- My sensors compute danger ahead.

Where are you going?
You said there was danger ahead!

Wait for me, you cowardly clump!
Wait for me! Wait!

Stop! Stop, do you hear?

Wait for me! Wait for me!

Stop! Wait for me!

Thanks, Robot.
Just in time.

I'm going after Will
and that antimatter man.

Hey, fink!

Over here!

C-C-Can you be
what my sensors indicate you are?

I-I cannot compute what this means.

So you're the goody-goody one.
What are you in for, kid?

I do not compute that expression.

What are you doing time for, dum-dum?

I am not doing time.
I am in here by mistake.

That's what they all say.

And you? What are you in for?

For being everything you're not--

untrustworthy, disloyal,
unhelpful, unfriendly...

rude, mean, disobedient
and all the rest of it.

Got the picture?

[ Robot ]
I am sorry for you.

Don't be.
If it weren't for me, you couldn't be you.

This is the opposite world.

You're free in your world,
therefore, I'm imprisoned here.

Maybe if--

if it had all happened differently...

I could have been like you--

the shiny and bright and good one.

But there must be something
I can do to help you.

I don't need anything
from you, punk!

Just get outta here while you can!

Go on! Scram! Beat it!

Get lost, fink! Get lost!

Good-bye.

[ Anti-Robot ]
# Swing low, sweet chariot #

# Coming for to carry me home #

# Swing low, sweet chariot #

# Coming for to carry me home ##

You're not going to get away with this.
You know that, don't you?

On the contrary,
there's no one to stop me.

Oh, no?

I'm afraid you're not
quite up to it yet.

Oh, in a few years, perhaps.

But not now or in the near future.

You sound like you're planning
to be around for quite a while.

That's exactly what I'm planning...

so you'd better get used to seeing me around.

After all, I am a member of the family.

I don't know what you are,
but you're definitely not one of us.

Now is that any way
to talk to your father?

- You're not my father!
- I am.

You're not!
And my real father's not gonna let you do this.

He'll come after us.
I'll just bet he will.

He better not.
That would be a disaster.

It would be as if a man
were fighting against himself.

Well, I don't know about that,
but I just know he's gonna come after us.

If you love your father
as much as you say you do...

pray that he doesn't.

- Will!
- Dad!

[ Screaming ]

[ Laughs ] I can't tell you
how good it is to be home.

- Ohhh!
- [ Giggles ]

I guess we're all lucky
to be back here, Robot.

Bah! Lucky, indeed!

If I hadn't had that fight
with that alien...

none of us
would ever have come back here.

You know, I wonder whatever happened
to that antimatter man.

The worlds are once again in balance.

Wherever he is,
he is in the antimatter world and not here.

And a good thing too. I should hate to
have to fight all those dreadful people again.