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Come on, Ned, we need
some human perspective.

- You sure I should get that close?

- Yes, Ned, go on.

- Oh, it's perfectly safe.

Our subjects are herbivores, plant eaters.

- Just try not to look like a
vegetable, and you'll be fine.

- Keep it up, Marguerite.

Pretty soon you'll be
laughing out of the other side

of your face.

- Come now, smile.

You're about to be immortalized.

- Yes, think of what a
lovely token it will be

for what's her name?

- Marguerite please.

Smile again.

- Gladys, that's it, the girl back home?

Won't she be surprised when she sees

what a great adventurer you are.

- Come on Ned, never mind her.

Now, on the count of three.

One.

- Bet she'll be even more
surprised if we send her

a picture of Veronica.
- Two.

Three.

- It's magnificent.

- It's just a pile of bones, Challenger.

- Maybe here, but back in England

this would be the eighth
wonder of the world.

- If any bones are headed back to England,

they're going to be mine.

We need to finish charting this stream

before nightfall, Challenger.

- Oh, very well.

Damn.

- What is it?

- It's a cartridge, a rifle cartridge.

- So?

- Well, neither of us fired our guns.

No rust and been fired recently.

- Fired by who?

(shouting)

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(gunshot banging)

(growling)

(shouting)

- Hey, this one's got your name on it.

(gunshot banging)

- Is she okay?

- [George] Are you hurt?

- It's you.

- I beg your pardon?

- You know him?

- Of course I do, you're Uncle George.

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(roaring)

- [Narrator] At the dawn of the century,

a band of adventurers set
out to prove the impossible,

the existence of a prehistoric world.

The visionary.

The heiress.

The hunter.

The scientist.

And the reporter.

All chasing the story of a lifetime.

Stranded in a savage land.

Befriended by an untamed beauty.

(roaring)

(gunshots banging)

Together, they fight to
survive in this amazing world

of lost civilizations
and terrifying creatures.

Always searching for a
way home, a way out of

The Lost World.

(explosion booming)

(roaring)

- Father, Father!

- My god.

Renata, what happened?

- Renata?

- Ape men, but I'm okay.

Look who saved me.

He looks exactly like the photograph.

- It can't be.

Challenger?

- Hargrove.

- Veronica, Lord John Roxton.

Dr. William Hargrove from London.

- You're a long way from home, Doctor.

- How did you find me here?

- Well, we didn't.

We didn't even know you
were here, not till now.

- You haven't come for me?

- Sorry, Doctor, but
we're still trying to find

our own way off this blasted plateau.

- Yes, well, so many questions.

So much to catch up on.

But I'm being a terrible host.

You've must have had quite a journey.

Renata, why don't you
show Roxton and Veronica

where they can sleep tonight?

- Now really, William, I
don't want to impose on you.

- After saving my daughter's life,

a hearty meal and a good night's rest

is the least I can offer you.

- We could get an early
start in the morning.

- You two get settled in.

The good Doctor and I
have much to talk about.

- Brilliant.

- This way.

- Let's relax inside, hm?

- William, that girl.

- I've been saving a bottle of brandy

for just such a special occasion.

- Whoever she is, she
is not your daughter.

- I'll be more than
comfortable, thank you.

- Good, and I'll be right next door.

- Uncle George called you Lord Roxton.

Is that true, are you really royalty?

- Well, actually it's an
inherited title, Renata.

It doesn't really mean much anymore.

- I think it's fascinating.

- Really?

- Yes, my Lord, pray tell us more.

- Perhaps enough about me.

It's quite a set up your father has here.

- Uh, not this way.

- Just the two of you for all this?

- My father really doesn't like anyone

to leave the compound.

- No problem, just curious.

(growling)

What was that?

- Uh, nothing, lets go back.

- [John] It sounds like it's
coming from that building.

- Oh, that's father's workshop.

- [Veronica] What's in there?

- He doesn't like anyone to go inside.

It's too dangerous.

Chemicals, gasses from his experiments.

- Fascinating.

- No, father would be furious.

- Well, we wouldn't want to
upset father now, would we?

- Of course not.

- Thank you.

Now, if you'll follow me,
it's almost time for dinner.

(growling)

- [George] You can't expect
me to believe such nonsense?

- Renata is my daughter, George.

End of discussion.

- Dammit, William, don't lie to me.

- How dare you.

- Have you forgotten
to whom you're talking?

- I thought I was speaking to my friend.

- Yes, the same friend
who helped you grieve

when you buried your daughter,
Renata, 15 years ago.

You can't actually believe that
that girl is your daughter.

William, I have never been your enemy.

- I found her when I first
arrived on the plateau.

Her parents were killed by ape men,

leaving her an orphan in the jungle.

I saved her, took her in as my own.

Raised her as my own.

- And she has no idea?

- None.

I even told her stories of London,

our happy times, walking
together, playing together,

just as I did with my
real daughter, before--

- Yes, I'm sorry.

- Her memories are Renata's memories.

I won't let you change them.

- William.

- I want your word, damn you.

This must stay between us.

Renata must never find out the truth.

- But is that fair on the child?

- What would it do to tell
her, except break her heart?

Do I have your word, your word as a...

- Father, our guests are famished.

Shall I start dinner?

- [Arthur] You ruined the picture.

- It's wasn't my fault.

Are you admiring your handiwork?

- [Marguerite] What's that?

- Well, isn't it obvious?

Dinosaurs and me.

- [Marguerite] No, that.

- Hey.

- [Marguerite] Summerlee,
I could kiss you.

- I beg your pardon.

- Look.

- [Arthur] It's a woman.

- And around her neck?

- Headphones?

- It can't be.

- It is radio headphones.

- And where there are radio headphones?

- There may be a radio transmitter.

- Woohoo, London here we come.

- Look, Challenger.

I understand Hargrove
is an old friend, but--

- Was an old friend.

- Something happened between you two.

- Nothing to worry about.

- And those noises we heard
coming from the enclosure,

are they nothing to worry about too?

- Dr. William Hargrove has
always been a little unorthodox,

shall we say.

Secretive, a little
paranoid, like most geniuses.

- You didn't see the way
Renata spoke about him.

- That's right.

It was almost as if she was
afraid of her own father.

All right, what aren't you telling us?

- Whatever you heard
or thought you heard--

- I heard it too.

- I can assure you there is
nothing strange going on here.

- Dinner is served.

- Nothing at all.

- We're lost, I don't believe it.

- I guess we should have
waited until morning.

- Must have been crazy
to listen to you two.

- Us?

This was your idea.

- [Arthur] Let's try tracking the woman

in the photograph, you said.

- [Ned] How hard could it be, you said.

- [Arthur] Veronica does it all the time.

- All right, all right,
no need to split hairs.

I'll let you both off the hook this time.

Will somebody please just
get us the hell home?

(sneezing)

Bless you.

(sneezing)

- [Arthur] Gesundheit.

- Something's--

(sneezing)

- I wonder what the--

(sneezing)

- Let's get out of here.
(sneezing)

- I'm with you.

(sneezing)

- All better now.

- [Marguerite] Summerlee?

- Marguerite.

(laughing)

- To tell the truth, George,

I have no idea how I finally got here.

I'm only glad I did.

- Glad to be stranded here?

- It's a kind of land where
a man can still dream.

- As I remember, the only
thing we dreamt about was work.

Too bad you had to give it up.

- Well, I still dabble.

- Really?

Tell me more.

- Another time.

- Thank you for a wonderful
dinner, Dr. Hargrove.

- Off to bed so early?

- We've got a lot of
ground to cover tomorrow.

Good night.

- She's right, best make an early start.

(lively classical music)

Is that Strauss?

- I really should be turning in.

- This was my mother's favorite dress.

- It's very pretty.

- Father said they went to
all the fancy balls together.

Have you ever been?

- To a ball?

Oh yes, many times.

- Were they glorious?

- They were long.

- [Renata] Don't you like to dance?

- Oh, I've had my moments.

- I've never danced.

- Never?

You know, in London all the young men

would be lining up to
fill your dance card.

- I, I begged father to
teach me, but he won't.

He says it makes him
sad to think of Mother

and all the fun they used to have.

I'll bet she was a beautiful dancer.

- May I?

- I don't know how.

- Then it's the perfect
time to learn, my lady.

Just relax and let the music take you.

(growling)

(laughing)

(laughing)

(growling)

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- John!

John!

Veronica's gone.

- Oh my God.

Ape men.

- And the tracks are still fresh.

- There's still a good
chance she'll be alive.

I'll get the guns.

- I'll go with you.

- No.

- [Renata] But I want to help.

- It's too dangerous, I won't permit it.

Renata and I will stay in
case Veronica makes it back.

- All right, thank you.

- The ape men have never
attacked the compound before.

They wouldn't dare.

- Get to the house.

- Rise and shine.

- [Marguerite] Hey, those are our things.

- Who are you?

What do you want?

- A little blood
circulation, for starters.

How about untying us?

- Ah, the dinosaurs.

I remember you.

- Exactly, but I can
assure you we mean no harm.

- Hm, a Chosen One.

Do the others know?

- [Marguerite] I beg your pardon?

- And beautiful.

- Oh, thanks.

- Not as beautiful as I once was.

- I'm sure.

Incidentally, about this
little item around your neck.

- Did you know that I was Queen
of the nymphs and fairies?

- Of course you were.

- You.

Mortal man, you were my downfall.

- Look, lady, I've never
seen you before in my life.

- One like you.

I loved him, and they cursed me.

Exiled me to this Earthbound body.

- Isn't that always the way?

But about those headphones, I--

- Now I grow old like
you, and soon I will die

away from my home, my people,

unless I can break the spell.

- Tragic.

Now, about that necklace of yours.

- Ah, you came to steal this.

- No, no, not steal it.

We just want to know where you found it.

- If I tell you, will you
help break the curse on me?

- Yes, of course, anything we can do.

Anything at all.

- I need several drops of blood.

From a virgin.

- Oh.

- Not you?

- No.

- Oh, Madame, I--

- Or you?

- What?

(laughing)

What?

- You.

- I don't know why you have to do this.

- It was your carelessness that took us

down this path, my dear.

- I told them not to go in the barn.

- Don't you see I'm
doing this to protect us?

- But he's your friend.

- It's just like London all over again.

They poke and pry and
disapprove and ask questions.

They won't stop until
they've taken it all away.

Everything I've worked
to build here, gone.

- I know, Father.

- You don't know!

My dear child, you must trust me on this.

Let Father do what needs to be done.

(grunting)

- Where in the hell are they taking her?

- The tracks are still fresh.

We must be getting close.

- Wait.

- We haven't got time.

- Damn it.

I should have noticed it sooner.

- What?

- Take a look.

- [George] They're all ape men tracks.

- That's right, so where's Veronica's?

- Maybe one of them is carrying her.

- One set of tracks would be
set deeper than the others.

- So either whoever we're
following doesn't have her or--

- Or she's already dead.

(shouting)

(dramatic music)

(gunshots banging)

Damn it.

I don't believe it, they're flanking us.

- Using military tactics,
that's not possible.

(gunshot banging)

- They've got guns.

(gunshot banging)

- How the hell?

- They're outmaneuvering us, Challenger.

We'll have to make a run for it.

(gunshots banging)

Go!

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(growling)

- What now?

- Damn, where the hell did my ammo go?

- Damn it, Hargrove.

- It's time to swim.

- The fall will surely kill us.

- Either we jump or we're dinner.

(shouting)

- Let me out of here.

- [William] I'm afraid that's impossible.

- What kind of a monster are you?

- You and your friends
are the real monsters.

You would destroy years of research.

My whole life and Renata's,
crushed in an instant.

- What have you done with
Challenger and Roxton?

- This is the jungle.

We do whatever's necessary to survive.

- Challenger's your friend.

- Friends come and go.

Only science stands the test of time.

For instance, this creature.

Over the years, I've been
altering his genetic structure.

Just a couple more shots,
and he'll be ready.

- Ready for what?

- Breeding.

- That's impossible.

- Not anymore.

- You wouldn't.

- Come now, Veronica, smile.

You're about to become a mother.

(growling)

- Come on, Challenger.

Well, we made it.

We're still alive.

- How can you tell?

- I hurt too much to be dead.

Besides, even in hell ape
men men don't use guns.

- They do if they've
been genetically altered.

He's a bloody genius, Hargrove.

- Are you saying he did this?

- Yeah.

What now?

- If the ape men don't have
Veronica, Hargrove does.

Let's go.

- This is insane.

- Hang on, it won't be much longer.

- I'm gonna pass out.

All the blood's rushing to my head.

- It's a small price
to pay to get us home.

- Yes, that's easy for you to say.

You're not the one hanging upside down.

Ouch!

- [Marguerite] Oh, please.

- Oh, I'm gonna be sick.

- Um, my hip isn't what it used to be,

and I don't see as well at night anymore.

I was wondering, would that concoction--

- You're human, aren't you?

- All too human, I'm afraid.

- Alas, it doesn't work on mortal-borns.

- Pity.

- Hey, wait a minute.

Before you go rushing off
to your fairy prince--

- King, fairy king.

- Whatever.

We had a deal.

- What you seek is a five minute walk.

No more, no less.

- Hello, if it wouldn't
be too much to ask,

would somebody get me the hell down?

- [Veronica] Renata?

Renata?

Renata, talk to me.

- I thought you might be hungry.

- I'm not.

- Well, for later maybe.

- There's not going to be any later.

Do you know what your
father's going to do to me?

- My father is a great
man, a great scientist.

- Your father's insane.

He sent the ape men to
kill them, to kill Roxton.

- He's just protecting
himself, protecting me.

You don't understand,
it's because he has to.

It's London all over again.

- I don't know what happened in London.

All I know is if you
don't help me, I'm dead.

Please.

Renata!

Renata!

Renata, this isn't right!

- I can't.

- Renata!

Damn!

- There it is.

Keep an eye out for any unwanted visitors.

Hm, not the first man to
lose his head over me.

- That's not a very respectful
way to treat the dead.

- Give me a hand.

Can we get the radio out?

- Well, it would be easier
if I had more than this.

- It's a poor workman
who criticizes his tools.

(roaring)

- I'd hurry up, if I were you.

Anytime now.

- If I break the damn thing taking it out,

it won't be of much use.

- If we get eaten, it
will be even less use.

- If you stop distracting him,
he might be able to finish.

- I just need a minute.
(roaring)

- Malone.

- Almost there.

(roaring)

- Malone.

- [Ned] Got it.

(roaring)

- Don't.

- Maybe if you distracted it.

- How, by being lunch?

Back away, Marguerite, it's not worth it.

- I can do it.

- It'll kill you.

- No, almost there.

- Marguerite!

(gunshot banging)

- Are you out of your mind?

That was our way home.

- It wasn't worth your life.

- Damn it!

- Let's get out of here.

- If Hargrove is such a genius,

what's he doing out here
in the middle of nowhere?

- His daughter was dying of
a genetic disorder in London.

He abducted her from the
hospital and experimented on her,

desperate to save her life.

And he failed.

Those same scientific fools
in England who thought me mad

called it an act against nature.

They forced the police to
pursue him on murder charges,

then he just disappeared.

- Long way to run.

- I thought he was dead.

I should have known better.

William is not the type to go quietly.

(growling)

(dramatic orchestral music)

My guess is Veronica is in the compound.

- We're gonna have a hard
time breaking her out

with no ammunition.

- Careful, Renata.

I buried the real Renata 15 years ago.

I can only imagine who she is.

- Yeah, well, right now
she's our only ticket

into that place.

Don't scream, I won't hurt you.

- You're alive.

- Just.

- No thanks to Hargrove.

- I didn't want you to be hurt.

You've got to believe me.

- Is Veronica in the compound?

- Yeah.

- How do we get in?

- The door.

- The door's locked.

- I stole the key.

- Good girl.

- Why are you doing this?

- For you.

- Veronica.

- No, it's a trap!

(dramatic orchestral music)

- You should have stayed in London.

- So now what, Hargrove?

- Well, science always needs martyrs.

Just think of your sacrifice
as a pathway to immortality.

- You've gone mad, William.

- No need to be hostile.

After all, George, you're
the reason I'm here.

- You can't blame this on me.

- Remember when I was the sane one,

and you were raving on
about your lost world?

Well, I thought what better place to hide

then in a madman's dream?

I told you to stay in your room.

- Why, so she won't know the truth?

He's going to kill us, Renata.

- No, he promised.

- He's lied to you Renata.

He's lied all along.

- If you don't tell her, William, I will.

- Tell me what?

- Not another word.

- [Renata] No!

- Renata, give me the gun.

- I want the truth, Father.

- He's not your father, child.

- You won't live out the day.

- What does he mean?

- I saw him bury his daughter
in London 15 years ago.

She was Renata.

- Then who am I?

- You're my blood, my genes.

- Renata, the ape men we saved you from,

they weren't attacking you.

They were fighting each other

for the right to mate with you.

- So who was my mother?

- It doesn't matter.

- Tell me!

No, no, no.

(gunshot banging)

- I promise you won't die quickly.

- This adventure wasn't a complete loss.

She left us her necklace.

- A lot of good that will do us.

- I wonder where she is.

- Oh, she's probably gone dancing

with the sugar plum fairies.

Come on, it's a long walk home.

- It doesn't seem right
to leave that old woman

alone in the woods.

- After what she did to us,

I think she can take care of herself.

- Still, wouldn't it be grand
if the spell really worked?

- Of course it worked, I'm beautiful.

(laughing)

- [Marguerite] You coming?

- Did you see that?

- What?

- The creature, the little girl.

- What are you talking about?

- The laughter, you didn't hear it?

- It's been a long day, Professor.

- What exactly did you see?

- Never mind.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- I tried to tell you half a dozen times.

- All these years, all these lies.

- What does it matter?

You are what you are.

- And what exactly is that, Father?

- Come on.

Look at yourself, you're beautiful.

- My mother was a beast.

I'm a beast.

- No, you're a miracle.

My miracle.

(glass shattering)

(crying)

- Keep going, it's almost there.

Ready.

Let's get the hell out of here.

- After you.

- Renata.

Thank you.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(gunshot banging)

(gunshot banging)

- Hi-ya!

(gunshot banging)

(gunshots banging)

(shouting)

(gunshot banging)

- William?

- All in the name of science, eh?

- Father?

Father?

- I love you.

(crying)

- Are you all right?

- Now no one can ever do this again.

- Come back with us.

- I can't.

- Renata.

- Please.

- All my life, decisions
have been made for me.

I have another woman's name.

Another woman's memories.

- But there's nothing left for you here.

- It's where I belong.

Besides, what would I do in your world?

- You could learn to dance.

- Well, maybe.

Maybe someday when I know who I really am.

Thank you.

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