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(dramatic spacey music)

- Power input, computers, tapes, all a go.

- Laser beam cycling, normal, cryogenic systems, go.

- Cathodes at 67,000 volts and steady.

- Time selector set at present.

- All set, Al, standby for time synchronization.

- Standing by.

- Date, 5 July, '64.

Time, 11 hours, 14 minutes.

Counting.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Mark. - Mark.

- Lights.

Standby to activate image stabilizer switch.

- Ready.

- Switch on. - Switch on.

- Reception, 100.

- All systems go.

- Time selector accuracy, 100.

Here we go, Al.

- Okay. See you day before yesterday.

- Setting the time selector back 24 hours.

All go. - All go.

- Accuracy, 100.

I'm setting the time selector back 48 hours.

- Sure.

- Standby.

Setting, minus one.

(machines whirring)

- Hi, doc. Hello, Steve.

Uh, Carol. - Huh?

- Oh, hi, Danny.

- Look, I know you're all busy,

but they sent me down from the front office.

I had to tell them about those extra power cables

I got for doc and I got chewed out but good.

- Gee, Danny, I'm sorry.

We certainly didn't mean to get you in trouble.

- Oh, no, that's okay.

I don't mind that.

Anyway, what do they know?

Only you see, I-

- Oh, Danny, could you wait just a minute?

This check run won't take long.

- Yeah, but I'm supposed to (tongue clicks) the power.

Oh, nuts.

Go ahead, you guys.

- At present, the circuits check.

- Okay, then.

What are we waiting for?

Phase two.

- Phase two it is.

I'll set the time selector at six hours in the future.

Time selector set plus six hours.

Standby, image stabilizer switch.

- Standing by.

- Switch on. - Switch on.

Holding 75,000 and steady.

- Negative.

Well, let me increase the power input.

- Careful.

- I'll only take it to the limit of safety.

- Negative.

- There's one other thing we can try.

Accelerate the laser beam cycling.

- Steve, is that safe?

- It's a risk. I Say try it.

- But, Steve, you may blow the system, burn it out.

- And we may not.

If we do, we're out of business.

But if we don't get this damn thing working,

we're out of business and for good.

- All right. Try it.

(machine whirring) - 76,000 and climbing.

- Hold it, Steve. Enough.

- I have a circuit overload warning.

- Better drop the voltage.

- No, wait.

It could be the calibrations the future circuits may be on.

Try moving the wheel ahead, the major one.

Keep going, to the top.

Keep going.

That's it, Steve. I'm past the calibration into the future.

- How far? - Past 200,000 years.

Maybe twice that more.

I'm bringing the wheel back.

(dramatic music)

- What was that? - What?

- Well, I thought I saw something.

- Nothing.

- Time selector set at plus six hours.

- Hold it there.

- I'm gonna open up the laser cycling all the way.

- Steve!

Steve, take her back, take it back.

- Steve, you're overshooting.

Take it back the other way, the other way.

- The power, cut it!

- Wait a minute. Look.

(inquisitive music)

The test area, the campus. It couldn't be.

- It looks almost prehistoric.

- There's a couple of circuits completely fused.

- The time selector.

- What's the reading, Steve?

- 107 years.

- That's impossible.

- In the future.

- Holy McKee.

- The campus like that in 100 years?

It couldn't be. - Of course it couldn't.

Unless. - The future.

- A window to the future.

Discovered by accident.

This happened before many times.

Fleming discovered penicillin by accident,

Rontgen, X-rays.

- And we, the end of the world.

- We don't know that.

There's much to do.

We must note every reading.

We must know which circuits were fused

and what new connections were made.

- We're gonna have to work fast.

I don't know how stable that image is.

It may collapse at any second.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, you know something?

This picture, it isn't just a picture.

It looks like 3D.

It looks like you could step right into it.

(inquisitive music)

Doc.

Hey, doc!

- Not now, Danny.

- Yeah, but look.

Well, I've been trying to tell you it isn't just a picture.

- You know what this means?

We must have created not only a window to the future,

but a doorway.

-A time rift, a warp of the space-time continuum

through which matter can pass.

- Chronic shorts, the fused wiring.

- There's no time. There's no time.

It may collapse as quickly as it came into being.

The readings, the new circuits, come on, quick.

- Hey doc, I'll take a look out there.

Tell you what it's like.

- No, Danny. No!

Danny, come back. The warp is unstable, it might collapse.

- He can't hear us.

Sound won't pass through the time portal.

If it collapses he's trapped.

- No, no, Steve. I'll go.

It's my responsibility.

I'm still the senior here.

Both of you, get back to the panel.

See that the settings remain exactly as they are.

Watch for a burnout. Go on, Steve.

(dramatic music)

- Steve.

Steve.

What are they?

- Watch the panels.

Keep the portal open.

- Steve!

(dramatic music) (machine whirring)

(figures screaming)

(machine whirring)

No.

Steve, Erik, come back.

Come back.

Steve, come back. The portal's collapsing.

Steve, Erik, come back.

The portal's collapsing.

Steve, Erik, come back.

- Carol.

- Quickly, the portal’s collapsing.

- Come on. - Wait, wait.

(portal crunching) (dramatic music)

- Steve, they came after me.

They tried to get into the lab.

I had to leave the controls.

- Steve, look.

(dramatic music)

- Get to those rocks. We'll try and lose them.

Come on, come on.

(frantic music)

- Come on, face here. I got plenty of ammo.

(figures groaning)

That won't hold them off for long,

but there's a little, there's a little cave up the canyon.

- How far?

- Oh, a couple of hundred feet.

- Lead the way. Come on.

- Right in there!

- Carol, over there. Keep an eye out for them.

- Get as many rocks as you can.

- Here they come.

(people chattering)

- Now.

(people screaming) (dramatic music)

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- Aah.

I got a shock.

I got an electric shock.

- Electricity? Are you sure?

- Doc, if there's one thing I do know

it's what an electric shock feels like.

- What do you make of it?

- It must be an electrically charged field,

a force field barrier.

- That's quite correct.

I am Gadra. Don't be alarmed.

The androids won't harm you.

Come with me. - Wait a minute.

Hold it.

How do we know that-

- How do you know that you will be safe?

You don't.

- All right. We'll go with you.

- Well, it seems we have very little choice.

- I sympathize with your frustration.

47, 71, seal the opening.

67, let us through.

(device whirring)

Please.

- How?

Or is it a secret?

- Oh, it's no secret, but I don't believe

I can make this phenomenon intelligible to you.

- Try me.

- Well, it's a temporary alteration

of the molecular structure of the rock.

We shrink it, you might say, through a microscopic hole

bored through the rock by the L Tube.

-A laser beam drill?

- Yes.

Yes. A modification.

Oh, do come with me. All your questions will be answered.

- Where are you taking us?

- To our council chambers.

To Dr. Varno, our Council Senior.

- I knew it, take me to your leader.

- (laughs) Well, Dr. Varno will be as interested

in asking you questions

as you will be in having yours answered.

- The force field barrier saved our lives.

We are grateful.

But understandably, we're at a loss for some explanations.

Less than an hour ago,

we were in my laboratory on our earth.

And now...

- You are still in your own world, Dr. von Steiner.

Earth.

The year is 2071.

But our world is dying.

- Dying?

- Except for a few hundred of us here in these caves,

mankind no longer exists.

- But why, Dr. Varno, how?

- I wish I could tell you the reason

was a natural or cosmic catastrophe,

but I'm afraid it was man's own folly.

(switch clicks)

(explosions booming) (wind roaring)

The destruction was total.

Earth, our planet, our home,

is now just a burnt out sterile slag in space.

The last hill star generation of mutated once-humans,

the offspring of the radiation-saturated survivors,

roam the desolate surface possessed by the insanity

of crippling deformities of mind and body.

When they are gone, earth will be lifeless.

And as incapable of sustaining life

as the barren moon itself.

Here in our underground domain, we are the descendants

of a small group of far thinking scientists

and their families.

We are the last normal human beings on earth.

- Well how do you plan to survive on an earth that is dead?

- We don’t.

There is a creeping death all around us and we cannot stay.

- But where can you go?

- To another world.

- Mars? - No.

No other planet in our solar system can support human life.

- Then where?

- We must go to the stars.

To another planetary system

where earth-like worlds have been detected,

to the system of Alpha Centauri.

- 25,000 billion miles?

- Such a journey would take generations.

- Yes, let me show you something.

I think it may interest you all.

(light music)

This is the single purpose for which we live and labor,

the starship.

It stands in the crater once blown from the very bedrock

by a nuclear bomb.

The only entrance to it is through our tunnels.

It is now being readied for the journey.

- But generations of...

It's impossible.

- No, you see, we will not be going-

(explosion booming)

(intercom beeping) Breakthrough?

- No, explosion in fuel primer pit.

- Damage? - Two androids. One, total.

One, injured, arm and head.

- Is the spool intact?

- Not known.

He's being taken to the assembly in maintenance 4.

- I'm coming down.

Gadra, you and Willard check the primer pit.

- Yes, sir.

- Dr. von Steiner,

if you and your party would care to come with me,

you will see with your own eyes

one of our android assembly plants.

(whimsical music)

- Attention. Attention.

Three androids programmed molecular surging

needed at the photon drive center.

(bright whimsical music)

(device whirring)

- No starship, however gigantic,

could possibly carry enough supplies

for all of us for more than a generation.

- Holy McKee.

Then how do you propose to make the journey?

- In suspended animation.

- Suspended animation?

- Oh, yes, that's how we shall do it.

To care for us in that state,

to service the starship in flight and to help build it,

we're making these androids,

humanoid robots of high skill and intelligence.

This is quite a place, doctor.

Yes, you see,

the androids are constantly being repaired here.

- Do you have that many accidents?

- No.

Of course, they do take on the most dangerous jobs,

but there's quite another matter.

You see, they're often damaged in battle.

We're in a race

which may bring all our efforts to nothing.

And we may not win that race.

-A race? With whom, Dr. Varno?

- You've already encountered them.

- The mutants?

- They're constantly seeking and finding new ways

to penetrate our caves and break down our defenses.

We're under constant attack.

That's why we must always be armed.

- But they're hardly human, doctor.

- No, but they're clever, they're very cunning.

It's a society organized along military lines.

Their primitive life has been forced upon them

and they are more dangerous than you think.

But you see, it's only been a few years

the mutants have been attacking us at all.

Before that, for generations, they shunned us.

They held us responsible

and there was no need for arms or defenses.

- But why do they attack you now?

- They want our stores, our supplies.

Food is becoming more and more difficult

to come by up there.

They are starving.

- Why can't you give them the food to keep them from dying?

- My dear, they're practically dead already.

If we were to give them our food, we'd soon die too.

Yes, the mutants are becoming a very real

and ever growing menace.

It's only a question of time

before a full scale raid succeeds and wipes out our colony.

Before that happens, we must finish the starship, or perish.

(inquisitive music)

- What's he doing? - Demagnetizing.

The head unit is locked on with a magnetic ring.

(dramatic music)

- Amazing, Dr. Varno. Amazing.

- This spool here contains a complete record

of everything the android did

right up to the instant of the accident.

- And by analyzing that,

you can find out exactly what went wrong

and learn possibly what not to do.

- Exactly.

- Attention.

Four android, report to starship machine shop.

- Come, let me take you to the rooms you will occupy.

We can talk later. - Thank you.

- Uh, doctor, could I stick around a little longer?

- Why, certainly, if you so desire.

You're interested in the plant?

- The plant?

Oh, it's some lab.

(inquisitive music)

- Hi. - Be well?

- Yeah, you too.

- You're a good looking boy.

- Well, you're pretty cute yourself.

I, I, uh... Will you be with me later?

- Well, I...

Well, sure, you bet.

- I know all the single men of the colony,

but no one interests me.

- That's fine.

- You do.

Will you come into my cubicle?

- Sure.

- My work hours end at 10:00.

- Where do I, uh...

How do I find your, uh, cubicle?

- Well, maybe you better meet me in the little rec hall.

Anyone will show you the way.

- Great.

- Would you put this over there, please?

- Sure.

- See you at 10:00?

- Try and stop me.

Holy McKee, I thought I was giving her the eye.

(bright music)

Be well.

- Of course, Dr. von Steiner,

we'll give you all the help you need

in reconstructing your time space warp,

and the portal back to your own time.

- Thank you. We'd like to start at once.

It'll take time.

- Can you do it in a month? - A month?

- No, four, maybe three, but-

- The starship is scheduled to blast off

in one month's time.

- But we must return.

With what we know now, we must go back and warn everyone.

- We'll make it.

- You will not.

- And what makes you so sure?

- Isn't it obvious?

The war did happen.

You never did go back with your warning.

- There must be something we can do, Steve?

- No, Carol, no.

He's right, we can't change the past.

- And we can't go back.

- But you can go on with us.

- Dr. Varno, we'd be proud to join you.

- I'm game.

- Meanwhile, what can we do to help?

- I would like Dr. Connors to work with Willard and myself

on the photon drive.

There are still rough spots.

- Gadra, I don't see how-

- I think it's an excellent suggestion, Gadra,

provided Dr. Connors agrees. - Of course.

(intercom beeping) - Varno, here.

- Survey room reporting.

Data from Titan surveyor just coming in.

- Good. Maintain the contact.

I shall want to check the results myself.

- Yes, sir.

- Dr. von Steiner, why don't you come with me?

- Thank you.

- Data collection center.

- This is Councilman Willard.

Ready all starship operations

and supply data for a special check.

- Any specific area?

- Yes, capacity calculations.

I want to verify the impossibility

of adding extra individuals to the complements.

- The data will be ready.

(dramatic music)

- How is the contact?

- Top 10. - Excellent.

We have been constantly surveying

every possible planetary body in our solar system,

every planet, every one of their moons,

even some of the smaller asteroids,

but this is the last, Titan.

One of Saturn's largest atmosphere carrying moons.

- Robots surveyors? - Yes.

- You don't seem encouraged.

- The analysis shows a complete negative response.

I had expected it.

- But you still maintain surveillance, why?

- Information, Dr. von Steiner, knowledge.

We feel we can never have enough of that.

The new world we're going to occupy.

There it is.

Our entire solar system

and nowhere can man exist.

Nowhere, including earth.

Put the Titan surveyor on the master screen.

- Yes.

- Thank you.

Let me show you the world

we are going to make into our new earth.

Is the voyager in position for a good picture of new earth?

- Yes, Sir, it is. - Excellent.

This is a cosmic camera receiver, Dr. von Steiner.

Between the glass panes is a layer of transparent film.

Watch.

Alpha Centauri four.

It has an oxygen atmosphere, water,

gravity close to the earth's.

It can support life, human life.

- Instantaneous.

Instantaneous transmission, how can this be?

- Only instantaneous printing, Dr. von Steiner.

Actually, this picture was transmitted to us

with the speed of light 4 1/2 years ago.

What you are seeing now

is what our new home looked like then.

(inquisitive music)

(dramatic music)

- What do you think of our lumichord?

Well?

I really didn't think that they would still be here.

And what about us?

(welder buzzing) (dramatic music)

- You're running low on liners.

You think you can catch up?

- Don't worry. I'm keeping our spacemen happy.

Getting things squared away.

- Of course, some more conventional fuel

will be used for lift off and escape.

- Cutting down the critical danger stage.

- Oh, exactly.

We'll only be using an inflammable fuel

during the short periods of takeoff

and landing on new earth.

The photon drive will take over the star journey

into deep space.

It's a great improvement over the old ion drive.

- Old? We just started to experiment with that.

- You know, I hate to let my ignorance show

in front of such great minds, but what exactly is a photon?

- It's a particle of light.

Photon propulsion is nothing more nor less

than a beam of light.

- Just a beam of light?

- Well, a stream of photons

shooting at 186,000 miles per second

from the starship engine

driving it through space on the action-reaction principle.

- And it works? - Indeed it does work.

Willard, perhaps you should... Sorry, Gadra.

I have no time to conduct a guided tour.

(alarm blaring) - What's that?

- Breakthrough.

Mutants are somewhere in the cave.

Gadra, on your way to your post,

take the girl to the council chamber.

- Yes, I will take her.

- Stay there, you'll be safe.

You, come with me. We may need every man.

(frantic dramatic music)

- Over there in the council chambers. You'll be safe there.

(gasps)

- Who are you?

You can't speak.

(man panting)

But you do understand me?

Oh.

Come, let me help you.

- Stand aside.

I'll finish him off.

- No.

- Do as I Say.

- You will not kill him.

- But he broke in from outside.

Now, get out of the way.

- You have no right to kill him.

- What the devil is going on here?

Steve, I got lost. I found this man.

He wants to kill him.

- But he's from outside.

- Is that how you treat all strangers? Shoot them down?

Are we next or we're just plain lucky?

Steve, you must try to understand.

We've been fighting for our lives for many long years.

- It's none of your affair how we handle things like that.

- As of right now, I'm making it my affair.

If he is from outside, why not send him back?

- Why not?

- I'll be glad to throw him back myself.

- He would not live long, Dr. von Steiner.

He's a not a mutant. He's not a human being.

He belongs neither to us nor to them.

- You mean he's being hunted by everyone?

- Yes, we've known for some time that

a few of them existed in the caves surrounding our colony,

but none of them has ever penetrated before.

He must have found some way, triggered the alarm.

- Then you can't send him out there.

- But he's a deviant.

- He's a human being!

- Doctor, do I shoot him or throw him back?

- No, she's right, Willard.

He is a human being.

We are too, so let us not act like mutants.

- You'll be safe here.

We'll have to do something about that injured hand of yours.

Come. Come on, come on.

- Along with our algae tanks,

these hydroponic food and vegetable gardens

will provide us with some of the oxygen

we shall need on the journey.

- And they'll really survive?

- Oh, yes.

These are very hardy hybrid strains we've been cultivating.

They'll be tended and perpetuated by the androids.

- Dr. Varno? - Yes?

- I must speak with you, sir.

It's urgent. - Yes?

- In private.

- Very well, I'll be with you in a moment.

Larry is ready to test the latest quick growth formula.

All set, Larry?

All right. Let's see what we have.

- Dr. Varno. - In a minute.

Go ahead, open the nutrient flow.

The combination of light rays and special nutrient fluids

produces almost instant growth, instant fruition,

but making the formula's a very difficult

and time consuming process.

We hope to get enough to grow food on our new earth

till we can raise our first normally produced crop.

(whimsical music)

- Holy McKee. (laughs)

- These are hybrid oranges, our vitamin C supply.

Larry, let them have a taste.

Don't be afraid of it, Dr. Connors.

They're guaranteed non-sour.

Yes, Willard, what do you want?

- Go ahead, Steve. I always liked oranges.

You first.

- He's right. They aren't sour.

- Delicious. - No pits.

(whimsical music)

(dramatic music)

- Just wasn't anybody until Danny came along,

so I've decided to take him.

- You're not giving yourself much time.

- Oh, I haven't got it.

- Look, Danny's a wonderful fellow,

but don't you think you're rushing things a little?

- Well, maybe you ought to do a little rushing yourself.

- Oh?

- Oh, with Steve, I mean.

You do want him, don't you?

- Yes.

Yes, I do.

- Well, there are still plenty of unattached females

in the colony.

- When the right time comes along, I'm sure-

- Well, don't be.

The way a girl goes about catching a man here

is to be faster than he is.

And we've got some real athletes.

We've all been told not to waste time.

We've got to be ready for a minor population explosion

as soon as we get to the new earth.

Boy, I kind of look forward to that, don't you?

- Attention please.

Attention.

Dr. von Steiner, Dr. Connors, Miss White, Mr. McKee.

Please report to the council chambers.

Dr. von Steiner?

Dr. von Steiner?

Please report to the council chambers.

(dramatic music)

Dr. Connors? Dr. Connors?

Please report to the council chambers.

Miss White? Miss White?

Please report to the council chambers.

Mr. McKee? Mr. McKee?

Please report to the council chambers.

- Councilman Willard has made an exhaustive study

of the problem.

The starship has been constructed to serve

an exactly calculated number of humans and androids.

Four additional humans would also mean

extra air and nutrient for them

for over a generation's time.

Storage space, extra suspended animation enclosures

and additional androids.

Willard has pointed out very conclusively

that this would mean extensive alterations

in the starship's design.

- Dr. Von Steiner, we do not have time for such alterations.

- At Willard's request, the council has decided

it will be impossible for us

to take you with us on the journey.

(dramatic music)

- You're leaving us here?

- Dr. Varno?

- It is not our desire. It is bitter necessity.

- There must be a way to lick the problem.

- It would mean taking time.

- Then take it.

We'll do anything we can to help.

- You don't understand.

- Damn it, you can't abandon us here.

- The starship must take off at the specified time.

There can be no delay.

- Delay? How much could there be?

- Even a second would be too much.

The automatic pilot of the ship

has been completely programmed, a job requiring months.

The calculations are critical.

The ship must be launched at the exact specified time.

An error, a delay of even seconds here

could result in light years at our destination.

Too much for correction.

That is final.

- You are pronouncing our death sentence.

- I don't enjoy doing it.

- You resented us from the beginning.

- I have, but that is not why I'm doing this.

We must consider the greater good.

I must do what I think is right.

- And what about us?

- Nobody invited you here.

- At least give us a chance to try and find a solution.

- It is impossible.

- Until you've tried and failed, nothing is impossible.

- This is.

- A lot of others like you busily explaining

why things can't be done

have been interrupted by people doing them.

- Rants.

- Or is it just you who shies away from a challenge?

- I find it quite unnecessary to waste the council's time

with argumentative platitudes.

Please take your vote. The matter is closed.

- Just like that?

You seem to enjoy throwing people to those mutants.

- You have just said you consider nothing impossible,

then why don't you reconstruct your time warp portal

and go back where you came from?

- I want you to know the vote was not unanimous.

Dr. Varno and I-

- Thank you, Gadra.

- It would be an idle gesture to say that I regret it.

- I understand.

Stay here in the council chamber

and decide what you will do.

Let me know and we'll give you every possible help we can.

- And after you leave, Varno,

how much time will we still have left?

(somber music)

- Looks like we've had it, huh doc?

- No, Danny. We'll not give up.

We're not beaten until we do.

- All right. Now, let's look at the choices we have, doc.

We can make the caves as impregnable as possible

against the mutants.

- The odds would be overwhelmingly against us.

- Even if we could, what kind of a future would we have?

I reject it.

- There's no other place in our solar system we could go

even if we had the means.

There is no other place we could live.

- One choice left then and only one.

We build a portal or die.

(welder whirring)

- Steve is almost ready.

- We'll be finished too.

We've programmed the board

with every detail we've remembered,

circuits singed, it's just got to be close.

- Danny?

Take me back with you.

- Oh, Reena, I can't do that.

You belong out there and I belong where?

- Don't you like me?

- Of course I like you. You're a beautiful girl.

- Oh, that.

Beauty's only skin deep.

- Well, it's deep enough, isn't it?

What do you want, a lovely liver?

(laughs)

- Please don't joke.

Danny, I love you.

Let me go back with you.

- Reena, I can't take you back with me.

You know what I'm going back to if I'm going back at all.

- But I don't care.

- Besides, I'm already engaged.

- You are?

- Mmm-hmm.

Big tall girl, about six feet but bright,

you should see her eyes flash

and ask her any question, gives you the answer.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Most beautiful electronic computer in the good old USA.

- Oh, Danny.

- Your Danny can joke at a time like this?

- Can you think of a better time?

Oh, doctor, thanks for letting Reena and Gadra help us out.

- It was their own request.

From what I can see from these plans,

there may be a connection.

- Certainly worth a try.

- Let me show you how this works.

It's really perfectly safe.

We'll need a guinea pig.

- Danny?

Would you be good enough to help us out for a few moments?

- Sure, doc. - Come.

Reena.

- Dr. Varno.

- Activate the vibro transporter, please.

- Yes, sir.

- The vibro transporter is a matter transmitter.

It breaks down solid matter into its component vibrations

and sends them out like waves to be received

and re-solidified elsewhere.

Much as an ordinary radio does with sound waves.

- Oh, well, I understand that.

- (laughs) I wish I did.

- Would you like to take a little trip?

- Well, it's okay with me.

- Come.

- Me up there?

- It may be a little uncomfortable, but it won't take long.

- Well, thanks a bunch.

Be well, gang.

Hey, doc,

what's with the Section 8 treatment?

- Have a nice trip.

(machine whirring)

- Hey, doc, if this thing's so safe,

why all the safety belts?

Hey! Whoa.

(dramatic music)

(laughs) Now, I know how a roasting chicken feels.

Just like a fun house.

Whoa. (laughs)

(table clatters)

- Dr. Varno, he's all right, isn't he?

- Yes, of course he is.

Watch.

(whimsical music)

- How do you feel? - Never better.

- There are no ill effects.

- Thank you, Danny.

- Oh, anytime, doc.

Thanks for the trip. I'll recommend it.

- It's fabulous, but why can't you use it?

- The transmitter needs a receiver.

In effect, in order to go someplace,

we'd have to be there in order to get there.

- Oh, of course.

The important thing is that certain principles

of the transporter can be modified

for use in perfecting your time warp portal.

Come.

(bright music)

(machine whirring)

- Try it now.

- We'll start loading operations

as soon as the ship is secure.

- Everything is ready.

- How much time do we have?

- The last groups are boarding now.

- With your androids.

Group number 21, board the ship with your androids.

- How long?

- How near ready is the portal?

- I don't know.

- My friend, this is the crucial moment.

Our force field power plant

has been transferred to the ship.

Our defenses are at their weakest, almost fully automatic.

The likelihood of a successful mutant attack

is at its strongest, it's a bad combination.

- But they may be unaware.

- No. We've tried to keep them away,

but we know they've been watching us from the crater rim.

They're aware that most of our stores

have gone into the ship.

- And this is their last chance to get them.

- If they realize how close we are to lift off-

- And what will happen after the starship is gone?

- Group number 22, ready your androids.

Stand by to board.

Group number 22, standby.

(alarm blaring)

- Carol, where is Carol? - I don't know, Steve.

Wait a minute, she's with Reena, resting.

- They've breeched control. Danny, come on.

- No, you stay here.

Help von Steiner get that portal to work.

Gadra, have you seen Reena and Carol?

- Yes, Steve, in the rain bath.

Wait a minute, you can't go out there,

the mutants are everywhere, they're fighting all over.

- Dr. Varno? Dr. Varno?

Starship pilot request instructions. Urgent, urgent.

Dr. Varno, come in.

They're all over. (gunshot pops)

(static crackling)

- Varno here.

Varno to comm center, come in.

Come in. Come in.

(gunshots popping) (crowd roaring)

- Steve, over there.

- Willard, we've got to keep them outside

while the portal is going.

- No, they couldn't be used in the caves.

- All right. Give the androids guns.

- It's no use. - What?

- They're only programmed for defense.

This is too much of an offensive weapon, they won't use it.

- Steve, we're ready for a try.

(explosion booming)

The mutants must have blown up the primer pit.

(dramatic music)

- Take off now, now.

(engine roaring)

(explosions booming)

(switch clicks)

- Everybody, over here.

Let them work in the portal.

Now, get your weapons out and form a line.

(door banging)

- Stage one.

Now, Reena.

(machine whirring)

(dramatic music)

- The campus.

But it looks so strange, so dead.

(door thumping)

(mutants screaming)

- Stage two.

Now, Reena.

Stage three.

- Steve, Danny.

- Everybody, go to the street.

Danny, all the girls. Go, go.

- Aim at the panels.

(dramatic music)

- Come on, Steve.

We better get back to the lab right away.

The original portal may still be open.

- Doc.

What's happening?

- Our calculations were not exact enough.

We've returned too far back in time.

- Well, why aren't we...

Aren't they moving?

- Somehow we've disrupted the time flow.

It's as if we were existing outside of time in limbo.

- What do we do?

- What we came here for.

Shut the machines down.

- They're frozen, I can't move them.

- Steve, look, nothing can be moved.

- Hey, doc.

They are moving.

Only so slow, you can't see them,

like the hands on a watch.

I'm in a different position now,

I really am.

- He's right, Erik, he's right.

We're right here with them,

but we're living our lives at such an accelerated time rate,

such fantastic speed, that we'd only be fleeting shadows

to them if they see us at all.

- You're right, Steve.

We're all existing in a different time rate,

perhaps a billion times faster than normal.

It seems we are aging more than a year

for every minute that goes by.

In a few moments, we shall cease to exist.

- There's got to be a way out of this.

It's a time trap.

- Time itself is an anachronism.

We're compounding it by appearing here.

Steve, I remember what happened.

In a few seconds the portal will-

- Wait.

- There is a chance. - What?

- The screen.

But it's nothing.

- How do we know that?

The image pulsation may be frozen in time

like everything else.

- It's possible.

The laser beam cycling had already been accelerated.

The portal may still be open.

- To what?

When?

- The time selector is at the extreme future,

past the 100,000 year mark.

I can't change it.

- Let's find out if this thing is open.

(dramatic music)

Come on, you've got to get going.

I don't know what's out there, it's really dark.

- Steve, what will it be like after all these centuries?

Are you sure?

- I'm sure of one thing.

We stay here, we die.

(dramatic music)

All right, now, everybody, stay together.

Grab each other's hand.

It's very dark out there. Be careful.

All right, Danny, get Reena.

Carol.

(bright music)

(dramatic music)

(machine whirring)

- I'm bringing the wheel back.

- What was that? - What?

- I thought I saw something. - Nothing.

- Time selector back at plus six hours.

- Hold it.

I'm gonna open up the laser cycling all the way.

- Steve!

Take her back, take it back.

- Steve, you're overshooting.

Take it back the other way, the other way.

- The power, cut it!

- Wait a minute. Look.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)