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(crunching)

(thudding)

- Here's another one.

- Good work, Marguerite.

(pounding)

You know, given the depth
of these paving stones,

someone built this road
at least 500 years ago.

- Leading all the way
from the Summerlee river,

right up to that cave.

- Why?

- Economics George.

Roads are expensive.

The only reason they're built

is to transport something
of even greater value.

- Some kind of treasure?

(growling)

- Why else would anybody be out here

playing hide and seek with raptors?

- The betterment of humanity

through the pursuit of knowledge perhaps?

(snorting raptor)

- Well you follow your dreams professor,

I will follow mine.

Shall we?

- Careful Marguerite.

Similar structures in Egypt

were known to be cleverly booby trapped.

(growling raptor)

- A few booby traps are
the least of our worries.

Hello what have we here?

- Guardians

of some sort by the looks of them.

- Not very friendly ones.

(rumbling)

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dawn of the last century

a band of explorers searched
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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

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(shooting)

(roaring)

(neighing)

(roaring)

- Look at all of this silver.

- Oh Marguerite, has anybody ever told you

you've got a one track mind?

- Oh, and you don't?

You know, I really don't
know exactly what you are.

- What, you're looking for a label?

Adventuress,

grieving widow,

international jewel thief
wanted on five continents,

that sort of thing?

- No, what I meant is

what passions drove you to learn?

I mean you have exceptional
skills in geology,

archeology, linguistics.

Surely they're not just a means
to some gemological wealth.

- Why George, I think I'm flattered.

It's not often someone thinks
there's something more to me

than just a healthy sense
of self preservation.

Now I'm not saying that
there is something more.

(yelling)

- Marguerite.

(groaning)

Marguerite.

Marguerite.

(gasping)

Marguerite.

Marguerite up here.

- What happened?

- Booby trap.

Can you move?

Carefully.

- No.

Damn it.

- Change of plan.

Don't move.

Can you feel your toes?

- I can feel everything George,

I just can't do anything about it.

- I'm not going to be able to get you

out of there by myself.

- What?

- Well you just stay still.

I'm gonna go back and get the others.

I'll be as quick as I can.

- Don't rush on my account.

I'm not going anywhere.

(rumbling)

(screaming)

(gasping)

(screaming)

(heavy breathing)

Okay.

I suppose I should thank
you for clearing away

some of these spikes before I dropped in.

Oh.

You've really done it this time.

(sizzling)

- Who would build a road in
the middle of the jungle?

- Good question.

From the river to that
ancient temple in the cave.

It must be a place of some importance.

- A thousand years ago.

Nice of them to leave them a booby trap.

- The sooner we get Marguerite
out of there the better.

- You're telling me.

Cause knowing Marguerite,

those poor raptors don't stand a chance.

- Could this day get any better?

- Really Madge, you've had worse.

- Right now.

Show yourself.

Adrienne?

- It's been a long time, hasn't it?

- I'll say.

You've been dead 12 years.

- If that were true,
shouldn't you be afraid?

- Of my best friend?

Oh, no.

I can explain you very easily.

I'm hallucinating

maybe even dying.

- I wouldn't let that happen to you.

- Why?

I let it happen to you.

- Whoever you are, stand aside.

We have no quarrel with you.

- Apparently we do.

(yelling)

(thudding)

(grunting)

- Malone?

Malone.

You all right?

- I think so.

Who were they?
- And why'd they give up?

- Get the first aid.

- I have no idea why they retreated,

but I believe they are
guardians of the temple.

- Are you saying you've seen them before?

- Inside the cave, there's a frieze

with three warriors
identical to our attackers.

- Then that ancient temple
still is important to someone.

- I entered the cave and then came out.

Can that be an act of sacrilege?

- Well if you committed sacrilege,

what about Marguerite?

- I'll get Malone back to the treehouse,

you two better get to Marguerite.

- Good.

- [John] Will you be all right?

- [Veronica] Go.

- Don't worry about us.

- Come on.

(grunting)

- Remember Paris?

We called the fat man's bar a pit.

(laughing)

- We did.

- Ah but when you sung.

- Oh, please.

Birds fell from the trees.

- You had the voice of an angel.

- But that wasn't enough was it?

- Our dreams would have come true, Madge.

All we needed was a few more months,

weeks, who's to say?

Madge.

Marguerite.

You can't sleep silly,

not with a concussion.

- I didn't sleep for weeks because of you.

I still have nightmares.

- Shh.

That's behind us.

- 12 years ago in Paris I
knew why they came for you.

I knew where you'd hidden the jewelry,

I could have given it back,

I could've saved you.

- No.

I told you not to.

Those jewels, they belonged to us.

- I did wait for you, you know.

For months.

And then when I thought
they were coming back for me

I took the jewelry and
I went to Monte Carlo.

- Did you marry?

- Yeah, a dream come true.

A millionaire,

two mistresses,

and an overdraft.

(laughing)

- And then what happened?

- This road hasn't been
used for centuries.

- Those guardians must have

some kind of vantage point nearby.

- Not too near I trust.

- How did you come to
this God-forsaken plateau?

- Boy you are one nosy hallucination.

(laughing)

Now that is a story worth sharing.

Twelve years ago in Shanghai

and this is long before I had even heard

of Professor George Edward Challenger.

- There's the Frieze.

You see, just like the guardians.

Same weapons, same masks.

- Very pretty, now where's Marguerite?

- Just up ahead.

- So

I walked out of that alleyway

into Challenger's lecture

and just told them I'd
fund the entire expedition.

- And do the others know
why you're really here?

- No, no, no.

They'd feel betrayed.

And after everything we have been through,

I owe them more than that.

- It is so nice to finally
tell someone the truth.

Thank you.

- Marguerite.

- Marguerite.

- It's about bloody time, boys.

- Good to see you too, Marguerite.

- Stay right where you are.

(whirring)

- It's all right Marguerite,
you're going home.

You're safe now.

- I know.

- Up you come.

(grunting)

Here, slip into this.

- What about me?

- Who's there?

- You heard that?

- Of course I did.

Who's down here with you?

- I'm Adrienne Montclair.

- She's my hallucination.

You don't understand,

she isn't really there.

- I'm worried about her,

internal injuries I think.

- She's dead.

- How'd you manage not to hurt yourself

when you fell into the hole?

- I didn't fall.

There are tunnels all through this rock.

I came into it from below.

I have to say,

I was as shocked as Madge to find myself

face to face with her.

So many years.

- It's a remarkable coincidence.

- Not really.

Madge and I always dreamed
of coming to South America.

To search for gems.

- She looks the same.

- Let's go.

- I'll be waiting my love.

(rumbling)

(sighing)

- [Veronica] Fortunately that scrape

wasn't as bad as it looked.

- Then why is she still unconscious?

- Exhaustion, I'm sure.

- [Veronica] Those spikes could have been

covered with poison.

- Sorry.

It's been a long time since
I've tasted anything this fresh.

- You haven't told us where your camp is.

- It's at the base of
this enormous plateau.

- You know a way down?

- Of course.

It's through those tunnels we were in.

- Well that's fantastic.

We've spent almost two years
trying to find a way off.

- And you still believe
everything you hear.

- Marguerite told me about you.

- Odd, that she never told us about you.

- However improbable our
meeting may have been,

it could turn out to be fortunate.

Once Marguerite and
Malone have recovered we,

- Why wait?

Roxton and I can look
after Malone and Madge

while you and Veronica
go and scout the tunnels.

- It could be helpful to get
one of those wooden spikes.

- Check for poison.

- There has to be some reason

that Marguerite's in such a deep sleep.

- Then it's settled.

I'll make a sketch of the
temple layout for you.

- Paper and pencil.

And while she's doing that,
Veronica, we can get ready.

- Maybe they'll find a way back home.

Now that's a good reason to
get better, wouldn't you agree?

Going home,

back to London.

Because if you're not with us,

with me,

well I'm not sure I could
leave this place without you.

- Rest is what she needs
most of all, Lord Roxton.

And so do you.

- I wonder if Marguerite
knows how lucky she is

to have missed those spikes.

Challenger?

- You collect the spike.

I'm just going on into
the central chamber.

- You know as well as I do
that we should stick together.

- [John] How's Malone?

- Still sound asleep,

but much better.

Ned and Madge are very lucky
to have a friend like you,

so concerned for them both.

- We've all been through a lot together.

- I know, Madge told me.

She even told me how you like your tea.

Double brewed,

splash of milk,

in a china cup,

not an earthen mug.

- Thank you.

- Most men wouldn't be.

- I'm sorry?

- So concerned about Madge.

Considering the way she feels about you.

Most men would lose interest.

- She told you?

How she feels about me?

- She has told me everything, Lord Roxton.

Oh she does find you attractive,

in a rugged sort of way.

But she knows you and she
will never have a future.

- No, I don't believe you.

- She said you wouldn't.

Because of those times
when she gave in to,

well,

danger can be an aphrodisiac.

Physical needs can overpower
reason quite easily.

- Yes, well, thank you for the tea.

- But Madge and I are different though.

Unlike her

I believe physical needs
are as important as reason.

And she has told me everything
about you, Lord Roxton.

- John, no.

Help me.

- Marguerite.

That's why I'm here Madge.

- According to this,

second exit passages

under the altar.

There must be some way of moving it.

Pressure switch perhaps?

Or a release for a counter balance.

Ow

Oh Marguerite,

when it comes to booby traps, we're even.

I'm still in one piece, Veronica.

You know I,

I saw you die.

Hmm.

Looks clean to me.

(laughing)

Challenger?

Get away from him.

- Easy now miss.

No one's looking for trouble.

Ask your friend here,

he knows me.

- Do you?

- To be precise, I recognize
who he's supposed to be,

the noted explorer William Maple White.

- He's the reason you came to the plateau.

You found his journals.

- Oh, let's get the story straight, miss.

I showed my journal to
Professor Challenger

and my photographic
plates of a Pterodactyl.

- And minutes later you died.

- I fell into a coma.

The natives looked after me.

I woke three weeks later to find you gone

and my work,

my life's work,

was gone with you.

- Is that possible?

- No.

Maybe.

I didn't see him buried.

I left the village that night.

- So you could claim my
discoveries as your own.

- No, never.

I have always paid tribute to the path

you blazed for the
world to follow, always.

It's so hot in here.

I can't breathe.

- All right that's
enough, we're going home.

- Ah, splendid idea.

- You're not invited.

(rumbling)

- I've got to rest.

I don't know why I'm so tired.

(rumbling)

- What did you do to your hand?

- I cut it on the altar.

It might be blood poisoning
or some kind of infection.

- This can be a dangerous
place Challenger.

As I wrote in my journal, remember?

- That's enough out of you.

- You're a feisty little miss.

- I'm especially feisty,

get down.

(yelling)

(growling)

They're not human.

(yelling)

Challenger.

- It's the blood.

When Malone was bloodied
they stopped their attack

just as they did now.

- Welcome back.

It must be safe now.

They were after the two of you, not me.

- We have to get back to the others.

And Adrienne Montclair,

she is no more who or what
she says she is than you are.

Marguerite?

- Marguerite, are you all right?

- How could you kiss that thing?

- Sorry it wasn't my idea.

- Yeah, spoken like a man.

- You need to rest.

- No, you don't understand.

Adrienne and I were friends 12 years ago.

In the club where we worked she met a man,

made a deal,

and didn't follow through
with her end of the bargain.

No, he sent people for her.

She never came back.

- Then she must have escaped.

- Not from those people, John.

- Well she's here now and
I don't know, she got away.

- Why does she look exactly
like I remember her?

Not a day older, not a minute.

That is not Adrienne.

That is my memory of
her taken from my mind.

- You don't need her Lord Roxton,

not when you have me.

- I don't want you.

- You act as if you have a choice.

- Take my jewelry off.

- Fair is fair Madge.

You stole mine when you betrayed me.

- That's not true.

- True or not it's what you feel.

It's what's in your mind.

Fear

and guilt

and self loathing.

Oh,

so pure,

so clean,

so powerful.

- No, you've brought
everything on yourself.

And what's mine is,

- No.

(crashing)

- You don't want to fight me, Lord Roxton.

Not when there are so
many more pleasant things

we could do, you and I.

- What are you?

- Lonely.

After a thousand years you would be too,

don't you think?

- You go to hell.

- I've been there, Lord Roxton.

(thudding)

(crashing)

And I'm not going back.

- Veronica,

I appeal to your sense of reason.

Challenger's confused.

If I'm not who I say I am
then who else could I be?

- I don't care if you're
Maple-White or Rumpelstiltskin.

Stop following us.

- I know the way off the plateau.

- Then there's no reason
for you to stay, is there?

- You're making a mistake, miss.

- Would you like to do something about it?

- Not at the moment.

- You mean not ever.

Come on Challenger, we're almost home.

Roxton.

Malone.

Marguerite.

- They've gone for a stroll.

- They what?

(yelling)

- I know what you are.

- You couldn't even begin
to imagine what I am.

- I don't need to imagine.

Blood called you forth.

- Lucky guess.

(choking)

What was that Challenger?

You'll have to speak up.

(thudding)

Time to join your friends.

(grunting)

(rumbling)

At last.

- We've waited so long.

- We're flesh again.

We're free.

- And when we've withdrawn

all the life force from our benefactors,

- We'll live again.

(laughing)

- Come here beloved.

Let me show you what I could only dream of

for a thousand years.

- There are two of them?

- Adrienne Montclair
and William Maple-White.

- Maple-White?

- At least that's who they claimed to be.

But I fear they're
ectoplasmic manifestations.

- Ghosts?

- In the vernacular, yes.

At least some form of ghost.

How is it that a scientist
believes in ghosts?

- After all we've seen on this plateau?

- But science tells us
that energy and matter

cannot arise out of nothing.

If these two ghosts have
taken on physicality

they must have a source of energy.

- Well it's us, you and me.

That's why we feel this way.

They're taking our life from us.

- How is that possible?

- What if, after a thousand years,

two disembodied spirits
who were once lovers,

forgot who they were in life.

- And they reached into your
minds and assumed the forms

of two people never
far from your thoughts.

- Two people whom we both
feel we may have wronged.

- Adrienne and Maple-White are

reflections of a guilty conscience?

- Yes, and once they have
drawn out of us our life force

then they will be fully alive.

- And we'll be dead.

- No.

I won't let that happen.

- We have something they want, so,

in sufficient quantities this is

an exceedingly fast acting poison.

- I can almost see your
face the way it was.

- Soon you will remember everything.

- Let's see if I can jog
your memory one more time.

(grunting)

- Ah

- What?

What?

- What's he done?

- Time to barter.

- He drank this.

- You don't belong here.

And we are both prepared
to do whatever it takes

to make sure you leave.

- You're bluffing.

(gasping)

- They die, you die.

- Unless we give them the antidote.

- What do you want from us?

- Let us leave the treehouse.

- You can have it.

Eat your heads off.

- Leave us alone and let us
find a way off the plateau.

- Agreed.

- But before you leave you
have to give them the antidote.

- Deal.

Challenger told us what
to take, let's pack it up.

- I'll get some clothes for Marguerite.

(coughing)

- Marguerite.

Come on, come on,

drink it.

(coughing)

Challenger,

Challenger,

drink it,

drink it.

- We're ready to go.

- So, so are we.

- Go, go.

- Now, just so you know,

if you decide to break your agreement

there's lots more poison, but this

(splashing)

is the last of the antidote.

(breaking glass)

- Such arrogance.

No wonder Madge hates you.

(heavy breathing)

If we stay near them we'll
soon grow enough life

to make our own lives eternal.

- And Challenger and Marguerite will die.

- Oh no, we'll do better than that.

We'll hunt them down.

We'll kill them all.

- Kill them all, yes.

- Marguerite and I can make it from here.

- What?

That wasn't part of the plan.

- It has to be.

What I am planning may not work out.

- We've all faced death together before.

- Not like this.

There is a metal running
through the walls of this cave

that I have never seen before.

I believe it acts like a Faraday Cage.

- That's a wire cage that
keeps electrical emanations in.

- Or out.

Which is why I believe

the spirits of the dead
persist in the cave

and why if any of us die in there

- Our spirits will be trapped forever.

- Marguerite and I have
no choice in the matter.

But I can't ask the rest of
you to risk eternity for me.

- Neither can I.

- No, nonsense, I won't let you,

- Listen John, even I have to admit

that there are questions
of faith beyond science.

It's a wise man who
understands the difference.

- I wasn't asleep the whole time.

- Let's go Marguerite,

before the apparitions return.

For come back they will,

and they will fight for their existence

as shall we.

- No, we'll stop them.

- No.

No, you must let them into the cave

otherwise we'll never be rid of them.

- Challenger,

I can only hope this crazy idea works.

- If it doesn't

never ever return to this place.

- Have I ever told you how
much I hate this plateau?

- Not today you haven't.

- It doesn't matter where they die,

as long as we're beside them.

(grunting)

Your plan was to bring us back
here all along, wasn't it?

- That's right, Challenger's waiting.

- Whatever clever little
plan he's got worked out,

it's far too late to stop us now.

- Then go.

- Let me go.

- Roxton it's the only way.

- Let me go.

Just let me go.

I'm fine.

- No Roxton.

- Come back here, you gutless bastards.

Come on, take me.

- Roxton, no.

- Take my life instead.

(firing gun)

No, let Challenger take care of it.

- No.

- Damn you.

Damn you both to hell.

I can feel pain.

We're almost there.

(laughing)

- Our guilty friends must be on their way.

What about the guardians?

- They're the spiritual
equivalent of watch dogs I think,

trained to recapture any spirits
let loose from this cave.

- Remember what Challenger said,

it's a fight between science
and the supernatural.

There's nothing you can do.

- We need you here, Roxton.

They'll be back.

(pounding)

- What happens if this doesn't work?

- Then we will have all
the time in the world

to figure out what went wrong.

- There.

(yelling)

(thudding)

(laughing)

That really hurts.

- I've seen drainage
groves like these before.

- So have I.

- Why sacrifice people in a place

where their spirits
will be trapped forever?

- Maybe it's not sacrifice.

- What, an execution?

- If those buried here
were brutal criminals,

beyond normal justice,

what harsher sentence

than that they should spend eternity

contemplating their own crimes?

- With three relentless guards

to make sure they never escape.

- They contacted us because
we spilt our blood here.

- And this is how we kill to live again,

through your blood.

- I need a few seconds to
build up the static charge.

- Your time is up.

- See, almost there.

- Nice toy,

but it can't harm us.

- Oh it's not my intention to harm you.

It's my intention that you face

whatever final judgment awaits us all.

Now, Marguerite, now.

(sizzling)

(growling)

- We don't want to be set free.

- We want to live.

(whistling)

- Challenger?

- They're all being released, all of them.

- Oh, don't make us die again.

- Challenger.

(yelling)

- He did it.

(laughing)

By god he did it.

Challenger.

Challenger.

- Do you want to know where they went?

- We couldn't.

Another of life's science of mysteries.

- [Marguerite] Now that sounds
like a scientist talking.

- Not at all.

Just another human being

wondering at the immensity of it all.

After all that's all any of us are.

Whether we're a scientist,

the explorer,

the journalist,

or an international jewel thief
wanted on five continents.

Still,

at the end of the day

even a king must sometimes stand naked.

- I never pictured you
as an everyman George.

You always seemed to have this

little air of elitism around you.

- Well it's not the end
of the day yet is it?

- Remember when I told you
how much I hated this plateau?

- Which time?

- Can I let you in on
a guilty little secret?

- I have been known to have
a secret or two, myself.

Are you going to share
that with our friends?

- And ruin my reputation?

- oh, Marguerite,

you know I have heard a little confession

is good for the soul.

- Yeah, so have I.

A very little.

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