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- [Veronica] I see some,
take me down 10 feet.

- Haven't you got enough of
those stupid mushrooms by now?

- They're not mushrooms,
they're jungle truffles.

- I assumed the only truffles

worth eating are chocolate, not fungus.

- That's enough.

Marguerite, stop!

- What?

- Take me back up five feet.

- Make up your mind.

(wood creaking)

(shouting)

(chuckling)

- Marguerite!

- Who are you?

- [Narrator] At the dawn
of the last century,

a band of explorers searched
for a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret
desires, a thirst for adventure

and seeking the ultimate story,

they are befriended by an untamed beauty,

stranded in a strange and savage land.

Each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of The Lost World.

(dramatic violin, trumpet music)

(gunshots clacking)

- Hey, what's going on up there?

- Alex Linden, miss.

Looks like I got here just in time.

- You certainly did.

- You'd better let me take care of this.

- I think there are quite a few things

around here you could
probably take care of.

- This is a very deep well.

- Lucky thing for Veronica.

- Marguerite.

If you ever--
- You must be Veronica.

I'm Alex.

- Alex.

- Is something wrong, are you injured?

- Yeah, no uh,

I'm fine.

Where did you come from?
- The jungle.

- No, what she means is how did

you get here, onto the plateau?

- Our expedition was trying
find the source of the Amazon.

When the rainy season started
we took shelter in some caves.

But we lost our way, got split up.

When I saw the sun again, I was all alone.

I've been wandering around for

months trying to find my way back.

- My tree house isn't far,
I could mend your shirt.

- You must be sore after
all of that effort.

How about a nice, hot bath,
soothe those tight muscles?

- You're so kind, both of
you, how could I resist?

- Yes exactly, how can you?

- There, my electrostatic
accumulator is ready.

- How can you tell?

- In order to send radio signals,

I need to create electromagnetic waves.

Now to do that, I'm gonna use the windmill

to generate sparks between those two

copper plates set up on those trees there.

- You're trying to generate radio waves?

- Exactly, now all we have
to do is test the equipment.

(electric humming)
Good.

You take that positive lead
and you take the negative one.

- Positive and negative,
isn't that dangerous?

- Only if it doesn't work.

One, two,

three.

(electric crackling)
- Ow!

Challenger.

- Damn, these cables seem to
need a touch more insulation.

- You did that on purpose.

- Marguerite and Veronica
seem to be returning.

- And I can't wait to taste
this rare jungle delicacy.

- She seems to have
outdone herself this time.

- What's the difference?

Rare jungle delicacy indeed.

- So do you think you
can find your way back

to the caves that brought
you onto the plateau?

- I believe so, sir.

At least I think it's
not too far from here.

- So you could take us there.
- I could certainly try.

- This is my father's favorite.

I was saving it for a celebration.

And I guess this is it.

- Don't have too much of that
Alex, it might affect your...

Appetite.

He's been wandering for months.

- Yes, all by himself.
- Yes, we know all that.

So, you were searching for
the source of the Amazon.

Whose expedition was that?
- Oxford University.

I read geology there.

- Geology, at Oxford.

Then you must know my very
good friend Lionel Holt.

- Holt?

I don't believe I do.

- Professor Holt is the head
of the Geology Department.

- Well he must've been before my time.

(growling)

- T-Rex.
- That came from the clearing.

- My accumulator.

- They're not afraid of dinosaurs?

- Oh, he's more afraid about

the dinosaur ruining his new invention.

- You know what scientists
are like, boys and their toys.

No offense meant.

(growling)

- No, wait.

- I don't think it's the
patient sort, George.

- No, there's a better way,

if you divert it between
those two trees over there.

Well hurry.

Hey, ya big galoot!
(gunshots booming)

Over here!

- Any time, Challenger.

(roaring)

- Almost there.

- He's close enough.

(electric crackling)
(T-Rex shrieking)

Ah, ha ha!

- What is that device?
- Challenger, it worked.

(electric crackling)
Challenger, it worked.

- Unlike most of Challenger's inventions.

- Well, for a few seconds.

- Still at least I solved the problem

of making those cables heat-resistant.

- Sir?

I found your demonstration fascinating but

I do have one question.
- By all means.

- What if you hadn't have
been able to divert the T-Rex?

Surely your invention is too cumbersome

to be used as an effective weapon.

- It's not a weapon.
- It's not?

- Oh no, not at all.

Once I have effected a few
repairs and modifications,

the spark you saw will
be artificial lightning.

Each bolt will generate
bursts of radio static

powerful enough to carry
Morse-coded signals all

the way to London to let
them know we're still alive.

- You can send an electromagnetic

wave halfway across the world?

- Oh my boy, if I had an
energy source stronger

than the windmill, I could
send signals to the moon.

You see Alex, science is neutral.

It's what someone does with
those scientific discoveries

that determines whether it
benefits humanity or harms it.

You know it's been argued
over the years that--

(Marguerite clears throat)

- The food's getting cold.

This isn't time for one
of your lectures, George.

Alex is hungry.
- And tired.

- And ready for bed.

See you boys later.

- You think for Alex's sake we

should go and keep 'em company?

- I think we'll be safer in
a clearing with the T-Rex.

(relaxed flute, guitar music)

- If you're still hungry,
the kitchen's over there.

- I'm going to check on Alex.

- I already did.

He's sleeping.

- Veronica, this unseemly
interest you have in Alex,

what would Ned say?

- He might as well be my brother.

What about you and Roxton?

You know you two obviously
make a perfect couple.

- Roxton?

He's,

he's too old for me.

- Well I thought that's the
way you like them, Marguerite.

Old, wrinkly and rich.
- Why you little--

(crackling alarm blaring)

- Someone's at the accumulators.

Is that Alex?
- No, he's sleeping.

Darkon scavengers?

- No, they haven't been
around here for months.

That's right, don't want to
give an old man a heart attack.

- Who do you think it is, sis?

- Whoever it is, this
will teach them a lesson.

(electric crackling)
(screaming)

That is not an electrical effect.

- What the hell was that?

- Whatever creature that was,
it certainly wasn't human.

(steam hissing)

Those scorch marks are not electrical.

- Challenger.

- Footprints.

- Burned into the ground.
- Extraordinary.

And they seem to stop as
they enter the jungle.

- [Alex] Professor Challenger.

- Alex.
- Are you hurt?

- It chased me.

Some kind of monster, all red and glowing.

- I thought you were asleep.
- I went for a walk.

I didn't want to disturb you.

- What were you doing by the accumulator?

- I wasn't anywhere near it.

It wasn't me, honest.

- Should we go after it?

- No, it's more important to find

the cave that leads off the plateau.

But first we must repair the accumulator

and wire it into the perimeter fence,

just in case this creature
decides to return.

(groaning)

- Easy.

The rest is up to Challenger.

Time for a swim.

Come on Alex, last one in's a rotten egg.

- What are you looking at?

Oh, as if I couldn't guess.

- Sorry you missed the show.

Oh my my, what have we here?

A young man's secret diary.

- Don't you dare.

- Didn't go for a swim?

- I really don't like the water.

Marguerite said you wanted to see me.

- I once had two leather-bound field

journals custom-made on Hyde Street.

One for myself and one as a birthday gift

for my very dear friend, Lionel Holt.

- He gave it to me

when I was his student.

- Then why did you lie to me?

- When you asked me about Professor Holt,

I realized you didn't
know what happened to him.

- Go on.

- He was brilliant but bitter about

being passed over for the Nobel Prize.

He believed that his theories
deserved greater recognition.

- Well don't we all?

- At a conference last year,
he attacked his colleagues,

physically I mean.

Made all sorts of wild
accusations and then disappeared.

- Oh Lionel.

- I know how much you admire him, sir.

I didn't want to be the one to
deliver such upsetting news.

- Alex,

what were you doing outside last night?

- Exactly as I told you, sir.

Are we gonna try and find the
caves that brought me here?

- All any of us want to do is go home.

I've just gotta get
back to my accumulator.

(dramatic trumpet, violin tones)

- [Veronica] The Zanga
call this the Hard Lands.

- More like the heartlands.

- It looks very much like the terrain

I found when I came out of the caves.

- We're only a day's march
from the tree house, Alex.

Yet I do recall you saying
you had wandered for months.

I obviously walked in circles, sir.

I certainly wish I'd been
able to convince the Professor

to come out with us, he
may have an explanation.

- Believe me, Challenger
won't be leaving his lab

until he finds out what
happened to his accumulator.

- Yeah, give him a scientific puzzle

and he's like a dog with a bone.

- I didn't think Marguerite
was that way inclined, though.

- Oh.

Marguerite,

her specialty is gemology.

She has a lot of experience
in geological analysis.

Years of experience, in fact.

She's actually a lot older than she looks.

- Moving on.

- Challenger, I've seen this
kind of inclusion before.

- Is it heat-related?
- Not just heat.

It's been in contact
with molten rock, lava.

- Well the creature did
glow for an instant.

But at the temperature of molten rock,

I mean how could this be possible?

- You are the scientist, you tell me.

I'm gonna get lunch.

- I think this is far enough for one day.

We should make camp back in the jungle.

- Good point, no use getting caught

out here I the open if we don't have to.

- Why don't I climb to
the top of that ridge,

see if I can see any landmarks,
possibly even the caves?

- Be my guest.

- I'll come with you.
- No, you stay here.

I'd like to do something
for you for a change.

- Oh.

I'm sure I can think of something.

- "I'm sure I could think of something."

Starting to sound like Marguerite there.

- Ned,

you're jealous.

- Jealous, of what?

Of lost and lonely,
bulging-with-muscles Alex?

(Alex screams)
- Alex!

What happened?
- I fell, I'm sorry.

- You think it's broken?
(groan)

- I don't know.

Can you put weight on it?
- I don't think so.

- Great.

Looks like we're stuck out
here in the open after all.

- Challenger.

You have to come up here.

- I'll have my lunch down here.

- No, you won't.

Look at this.

The creature was here.

- No Marguerite, Alex was.

- What?

- I really do apologize.

- Well these things happen, Alex.

(anxious trumpet, violin tones)

- [Veronica] Look.

- What the hell is that?

Stay where you are!

(gunshots booming)

- [Veronica] Ned.

(grunts)

- Alex!

- Sorry Lord Roxton, but guns
are not the weapons we fear.

- [Roxton] Veronica, are you all right?

- Yeah.

Where's Alex?

- Alex was one of them.
- What?

Those things felt as if
they were made of stone.

Alex isn't like that.

- Veronica, I saw his hand glow red-hot

and he was the creature
we saw at the tree house

and he led us into this ambush.

- Whatever those things are,
why did they bring us here?

- Whatever they want, they'd
better hurry up and ask

because we are going to cook in here!

- Are you sure those hand prints

on the balcony railing were Alex's?

- What other explanation can there be?

Let's just hope we can
find the others in time--

- Mr. Challenger.
- Alex, what happened?

- We were ambushed by the same

creatures that attacked your experiment.

- What happened to our friends?

- They took them to a cave,
I can show you where it is.

- I'm sure you can, how did you get away?

- We all had to run.

I guess I was lucky.

- I guess you were.

Well just give me a minute
to get my breath back

and then you can show us where they went.

- I was so worried about you.

- You were?

- Well you must know how you make me feel.

- I must?

- Well if you don't,
I'll have to show you.

Do something to take your breath away.

(thuds)

- Marguerite, I think I
may have miscalculated--

(grunt)

Well done, Marguerite.

- If he's hurt the others, his breath

won't be the only thing I take away.

- Whoever or whatever you
are, we want the truth.

- What have you done to our friends?

- However did you obtain that
journal I gave to Lionel Holt?

- You don't understand, surface-dwellers.

You are not in control.

- I spent over a year perfecting

that alloy for my accumulator.

It'll withstand even molten lava.

- We're wasting our time, Challenger.

There's a trail of footprints
that we can follow.

We don't need him.

(sizzling)

- Your alloy needs more work, Professor.

- Any theories on what
these creatures are?

- Toths, Tommyknockers, Kobolds,

they're all mythological
creatures of the underworld.

Lionel Holt, he believed that

those myths were based in fact.

- Why are they after us?

Now that is a very good question.

(anxious flute tones)

- I don't like the look of that rope.

- I don't like the look of his head.

- Don't even think about tying us up.

- We need water.

- Ah forget him Malone.

Granite-face doesn't
understand a word we're saying.

- Maybe he'll understand this.

Water.

Water.
(hissing)

- Malone remember, when we
went swimming yesterday--

- Alex didn't.

(rocks cracking)

- Heat expands and cold contracts.

Elementary physics,
Challenger would be proud.

- Well I really cracked him up.

- Come on Malone, save
it for your journals.

- Oh.

All right, I've got two of
them coming around the bend.

I'll give them both my canteen.

Oh, sorry.

- You're alive.

- Not if we don't keep moving.

- Yeah Veronica's right,

we can trade notes back at the tree house.

- You'll be happy to know your

boyfriend's one of those stone things.

- You mean your boyfriend--
- Don't!

Don't fight over me, girls.

- Stand back, everyone.

I'm going to enjoy this.

(gunshot booms)

- Now now, no need for that.

- Lionel?
- George.

As young Mr. Malone might
put it in one of his

trite little war stories,
at last we meet again.

- Lionel.

Lionel bloody Holt, ha ha ha.

Good heavens.
- On the contrary, George.

(anxious ensemble music)

- How deep are we?

- At this position, 50 miles.

- That's impossible.

Why the heat and the pressure at

this depth would kill us instantly.

- Yet here we are.

- The earth's electromagnetic field.

- Yes, you understand.

You understand.

- The field has ionized
the air to create light

and generated an atmospheric
pocket suitable for human life.

- George, it took me a
year to work that out.

Yet you saw it all in seconds.

- Well it's quite obvious
given our surroundings.

- Not to the blind fools
of the Nobel Committee.

My theories of pure magnetism

predicted that conditions
like this would exist

as well as these subterranean life forms.

I tell you George, the Kobolds
have a magnificent society.

Their geological sciences
are years ahead of ours.

- Yeah, if you like living like a fungus.

- Let's go.

(steam hissing)

- What is this place?

- It's the only access to my base camp.

(tepid ensemble music)

- Stay close to the guides.

(magma bubbling)

the lava flows are constantly
changing direction,

undermining the ground, look.

- [George] Why did you set up base camp

in such an inhospitable location?

- Safety issues, George.

You'll understand when you see our lab.

My new friends and I have
expended a great deal of

effort to track you down
and entice you to join me.

I presume my journal was a
sufficiently intriguing bit.

Alex, tell them to move forward.

(growling)

- They're afraid of a little lava?

- Kobolds evolved to withstand

the immense pressure of the earth's core.

As they move closer to the
surface, they must generate

an electromagnetic field to
keep their body compressed.

- [George] Otherwise they
would explode, much like

a deep sea fish being raised
up into shallow water.

- Precisely George, but such fields

require a great deal of energy.

Sudden contact with
extremes of temperature,

hot and cold can prove destructive.

Fortunately we have far
less mass than the Kobolds,

if they can make it across then so can we.

(groan)

- We follow that one.

- Do you lose many of
your new friends that way?

- This canyon is impassible

without the Kobold's assistance, George.

A fact that you and your friends
might like to bear in mind.

- You make it sound as if
we won't be going back.

- That will be entirely up to you.

(anxious ensemble music)

- Only the scientists will proceed.

The rest of you will stay here with me.

- Come on, George.

- Lionel, I must confess I am tempted

by the notion of working with you again.

But since the Kobold's knowledge
of electromagnetics clearly

exceeds my own, I really have
no idea why you need me here.

- Because of this.

- Very impressive, whatever it is.

- I call it the uranium engine.

- Lead floors.

Water for cooling.

What kind of uranium
can be this radioactive?

- An extremely pure isotope
mined by the Kobolds

and the power it contains,
well as Einstein has proposed,

energy equals mass times
the speed of light squared.

- The greatest secret of
the universe, atomic power.

Lionel, you've done it.

What can I do, how can I help?

- I knew I could count on you, George.

- To do what?

- To transmit the power of
this engine through the earth's

crust so the Kobolds will
have an unending supply of

electrical energy to maintain
their pressure fields.

- Broadcast electrical energy,

just as Nikola Tesla proposed.

But he never had an energy source

powerful enough to realize his dreams.

- But now George, you and I do.

- When do we start?

- Thanks for volunteering me, Challenger.

Do you have idea what we're
doing with this idiot?

- Advancing scientific knowledge.

- But you would've done that anyway,

all he had to do was
send a simple invitation.

So why Alex, why the lies,
why hold the others prisoner?

They can't help him.

There's something you're not telling me.

Don't look at me like that, Challenger.

You know what's going on.

- Go ahead George, tell her.

- The uranium engine will be used

to broadcast energy to the Kobolds.

- Why do the Kobolds need more energy?

- Tell her, George.

A brilliant mind like yours
must've puzzled it out by now.

- In order for them to
survive on the surface for

more than a few days, they
need another source of energy.

- Why do the Kobolds need to survive

on the surface for more than a few days?

- Oh go ahead, say it.

It must be obvious, even
to the lovely Miss Krux.

- You're going to attack the surface.

- Bingo.

Well,

Stockholm actually.

The access tunnel has
already been prepared

directly beneath the headquarters
of the Nobel Committee.

After that well, the sky's the limit.

- Do something, you have to stop him.

- Explain it to her, George.

- Marguerite, even if
I didn't feel the way

I do about advancing
science, even if I didn't

want to help Lionel
with his Stockholm plan,

I would still have to
finish my work for him.

- Why?

- Because if I don't,

he'd kill you all one by
one before my very eyes

and you Marguerite, you
would be the first to die.

- What can I say?

The man's a genius.

(tepid ensemble music)

- I've just figured out
something for myself.

You're only pretending to go
along with Holt to save us all.

- I am doing it for science.

- Don't give me that
Challenger, I know you.

You're working out a way to
sabotage that infernal engine--

- I've had enough of your interfering.

What I am doing is for
science, pure and simple.

Now what Holt does with that science

is his responsibility, not mine.

- You--
(slap)

- Alex,

Miss Crux has completed her work.

It's time for her to return to the others.

(growling)

- No.

I won't believe it.

- [Marguerite] Grow up
Roxton, we all have a price.

- You mean you do.

- You don't think I know what you would do

for the chance to go back
and save your brother?

Or you, find your parents?

Or you, win the Pulitzer
for your bloody journals?

Yes you're right Roxton,
I do know what my price is

but whatever I have done for it,

what Challenger's doing now is much worse.

- To jeopardize all humanity
just for scientific knowledge.

- Pay attention, Malone.

Scientific knowledge is Challenger's price

and Holt has paid him in full.

- Lionel,

Alex,

it's time.

- Are you ready for our experiment?

- Yes.

I have every faith in our
fellow seeker of truth.

- George, would you do the honors?

- The uranium engine is
your creation, I insist.

(mechanical whirring)

- I've never felt such power.

(electrical humming)

- You did it, George.

I knew you could.

This is a great day for science.

- For all of us, I hope.

(electric warbling)

- Challenger's done it,

he's starting broadcasting
power to the Kobolds.

- Then we have to stop them.

- The only way to do that
is to stop Challenger.

- Challenger is my responsibility

and if it comes to that,
I'll deal with him.

(cranking)

- How long before we can make

these temporary modifications permanent?

- Well if you finally trust me to replace

the primary fuses, no more than an hour.

- I'll get them for you, George.

Thank you.

- This guy needs to cool off.

(snarling)

- Once the uranium engine
begins broadcasting power,

you and your forces will be able to

remain on the surface indefinitely.

- Finished.

- And who knows, George?

In time faced with the superior

power and intellect of the Kobolds,

imperfect humanity may at last
go the way of the dinosaurs.

- That's not much of a threat, Holt.

Where I come from, there
are plenty of dinosaurs.

- Kill them.

- You first!
- No, Marguerite.

Put that down.

- You wouldn't.

I don't give a damn about Alex

but I will not let you
damage this machine.

- Don't.
- Marguerite.

- What kind of a monster are you?

- Thank you George, I'll take over now.

- No.

I'm the kind of monster who
likes to finish what he started.

(mechanical humming)

Just a few final adjustments.

- But you said you were finished.

You'll destroy the Kobolds!

(snarling)

- Don't just stand there
like lumps of stone.

I risked killing you and
you nearly spoiled my plan.

(electric crackling)
(Lionel screams)

Lionel.
- George, no!

- Don't Challenger.
- Are you insane?

If anyone deserves to die, it's him.

- I believe everybody deserves at

least one change to redeem themselves.

- [Ned] What did you do the machine?

- I reversed the polarities on the engine.

That way it'll weaken the Kobold's

field rather than strengthen it.

In order for them to survive,

they're going to have to
return to the earth's core.

- What if they don't go back?
- Watch.

(electric crackling)

Just think of it as a bad
case of the bends, let's go.

(screeching)

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

If the Kobolds are blowing up,

why do we have to keep running?

- Because my dear Marguerite,

when I reversed the
polarity on that engine,

I had to make some severe modifications.

- How severe?

- In approximately 10 minutes,

that engine is going to explode.

Einstein predicts it'll be the most

powerful explosion in scientific history.

I'm sorry Lionel, you left me no choice.

- If the clock's ticking, let's get going.

We'll have to risk the lava pits.

- Well that's not very scientific, John.

(gunshots booming)
(water hissing)

That should cool things down a bit.

- You had this figured
out from the beginning.

- One does the best one
can, come on quickly.

Stay where the water has cooled the route.

- George!

This is wrong!

You have to reactivate the
engine, for the sake of science.

- For the sake of humanity, I can't.

One day me might find a use for

the uranium atom but not as a weapon.

Oh, come with us Lionel.

There's so much to learn,
so many we can help.

(electric crackling)

- One chance at rejection, Challenger.

Take it from me,

sometimes you have to
pay for your mistakes.

- George.
- Ignore him.

- Lionel.

- Come on.

(anxious ensemble music)

- Watch your step.

Faster, that reaction is inbound.

(steam hissing)

Get down and cover your ears.

(explosion booming)

(rocks clattering)

(coughing)

What have I done?

- Hey,

you've saved us all.

- In this case, it might be best to omit

the technical details
of the uranium engine.

- That sounds like censorship.

- If Lionel and I could make

that engine explode, others can too.

Keeping the details to ourselves

is not hiding the truth, it's
buying time until humanity

can better prepare itself to
deal with the consequences.

- Humanity or the Kobolds?

- If we can't deal with the consequences,

then perhaps

we deserve to be replaced.

- We thought a repair might be in order.

- No,

leave it.

- As a reminder?

- As a warning.

(anxious flute music)

- Something wrong?

- No.

It's just this is one story

I think I'll let someone else write.

Hopefully a long, long time from now.

(dramatic ensemble music)

(dramatic ensemble music)

(MultiCom Jingle)