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- [Narrator] Previously on The Lost World.

- John, we're going home.

- Ned Malone, the Challenger Expedition.

Are you the pilot?

- Not anymore.

- You did kill your crew.

- For all the good it did me.

- Stay away from me.

The ship won't let me go

until you and your friends take my place.

- Challenger, this is a ghost ship.

- I've been trapped aboard this
ship since my last mission.

May 26, 1915.

- [Marguerite] Where have you been?

- On this airship.

Terrible storm crashing into the ocean.

- Then you reappeared here so
the nightmare can begin again.

- No!

Marguerite, no!

(shouting)

- We're falling too quickly.

We're heading for the cliff.

- It's been one hell of a ride, George.

Challenger, what is it?

(shouting)

(screaming)

(flames roaring)

(explosion booming)

- I beat you, you bloody ship.

I beat you all.

(flames roaring)

(screaming)

No, you can't be here.

No!

- Where are my friends?

(lively orchestral music)

- [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.

(gunshots banging)

(screeching)

(explosion booming)

(roaring)

- [Marguerite] Are we dead, yet?

- Well, if we are, I'm glad
we ended up in the same place.

- Glad or surprised?

- [George] Where's Veronica?

- [Marguerite] And what
has happened to my clothes?

- That strange light that
touched us just before we--

- Died.

- Whatever it was, I looked
over at Veronica and the light.

Well, it didn't seem to touch her.

It just...

- So she survived the crash and I didn't.

- I can assure you, Marguerite,

we are the furthest thing from being dead.

I don't know about you, but
I've got a pain in my back,

a blister on my right
heel, and I am famished.

Now, these are all symptoms
of being very much alive.

Oh, this is extraordinary.

All the windows are fully restored.

Every piece of equipment.

Oh, this is remarkable.

Magnificent.

- Where the hell are we?

- [George] Where else?

We're in an airship hangar.

- [John] How can that be?

- [Marguerite] We were
headed for the cliffs.

- And the instant the ship hit the cliffs,

time reset itself,
bringing us and the ship

back to the beginning of its final flight.

Just as it's done for
Askwith all these years.

- [John] Any idea what might be out there?

- [George] With everything
else that's happened,

there can only be one
thing beyond this door.

- [John] It's a bloody air station.

- [George] It's Pulham
air station to be precise.

- [John] What, the one in South Norfolk?

- [Marguerite] We're back in England?

- [George] Well, that's
one way to look at it.

- By golly, is is Pulham.

- Challenger, how did you know that?

- It was in Askwith's logbook.

His airship flew its final
mission out of this base.

- [John] But Askwith said he
flew that mission years ago.

- Precisely seven years ago.

Wednesday, May 26, 1915.

- Then Veronica was right.

Askwith's airship is
like the Flying Dutchman.

And since he's tricked us into
taking the place of his crew,

he's trapped us here.

- So it would seem.

- Well, then if we're here
in Askwith's nightmare realm,

are you suggesting he is
back in the real world,

free on the plateau?

- That's if he survived
the fall with Malone.

- There was only one parachute.

The only way Askwith
could survive was if...

- Poor Malone.

- What about Veronica?

She didn't fall out of the ship.

So why isn't she here with us?

What could've happened to her?

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- Where are my friends?

What did you do to them?

- They're on that airship,
lost for eternity.

- I don't believe you.

Where's Malone?

Where is he?

- He's dead.

There was only one parachute.

I took that from you for a reason.

Last time you had it, you
plunged it through my heart.

- This time I'll leave it there.

- There is no need for this.

- You murdered my friends.

- They are not dead.

They're alive on that
ship in another reality.

- That's not good enough.

- Veronica, you can't know what it's like

to be alone for so long.

- The hell I don't!

(gasping)

- Not even you can stop me now.

No.

No, it can't be.

- What happened to me?

- It's the ship, you
belong to the ship now.

It's sent you here.

- Your ship sent me back to you.

To get you back to it somehow.

- I won't go back.

Do you hear me?

Seven years is long enough!

You can't have me anymore!

- Oh yes, it can.

And if you can go back,

that means I can still save my friends.

The captain of the Flying Dutchman

had three days to escape his curse.

The day you arrived.

The day we took off.

So today is day three.

The day you go back.

- No!

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- I'll find you, no matter where you hide,

and I'll find a way to
get you back on that ship!

(phone ringing)

- I say we forget about the airship.

Let's just start one of
those lorries outside

and drive back to London.

- That's an intriguing idea, Marguerite.

That would get us back, let's see,

five years before we left.

- Which means we could look ourselves up

and warn ourselves not to go

on Challenger's expedition
in the first place.

- As much as I would like to
put that paradox to the test,

this is not the real Pulham.

And trying to leave this base by any means

other than by the airship is gonna be

more difficult than trying
to get off the plateau.

- There must be some way out of here.

I mean, where is everybody else?

- Marguerite, I will
explain it one more time.

- No, please don't, my headache
is bad enough as it is.

- Look, the reason there
are no other people here

is because time--

- So you finally seen fit to
grace us with your presence.

- You know who we are?

- Let's see Pinksly, Rayburn,
and acting air mechanic Hyde.

His majesty's special aircrew number one

under the command of Captain Mark Askwith.

- Corporal Pinksly.

- Would you care to share
the joke, air mechanic?

- Um, no.

- Please, forgive us.

We're just trying to understand.

You think we are Royal Navy personnel.

Rayburn, Hyde, and Pinksly.

- No, I think you are the
blessed Prince of Wales.

Now, where is your captain?

- The captain's been detained, sir.

- Detained is it?

And what's her name this week?

- Oh, well, you know the good captain.

- I know his kind.

And as far as I can see,
you're no different.

Your briefing's in one hour so
for goodness sake be on time.

- [George] Briefing?

- The First Lord of the
Admiralty doesn't like

to be kept waiting.

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- You can't hide from me, Askwith!

I was born in the jungle!

(screeching)

Not today, boys.

Time to go.

(screeching)

Do tou see that, Askwith?

You're next.

- All things considered,

this is going much
better than I'd expected.

- Better than what, George?

We've replaced Askwith's crew.

We're reliving their last day.

- A day which ends with a big explosion.

- [George] Not necessarily.

- Well, now you've really lost me.

- I believe our presence here has broken

the pattern of Askwith's
loop of repeating time.

We're a new crew.

There are only three of us

as opposed to Askwith's original four.

So we've already created
considerable change

to the events of the past.

- Which means those events
might not have to turn out

the same way.

- Exactly.

- Attention!

For the First Lord of the Admiralty.

- If it was 1915, who was
The First Lord of the...

- Oh my God.

It's Winston bloody Churchill.

- That's right.

Have to keep everything in the ship safe.

- You don't know what you're doing.

- I know enough to send
you back where you belong.

- You don't understand.

I'm free now.

It's you the ship wants.

- Why I should believe
anything you have to say?

- Because I've tried everything.

I fired my gun into the
ship's hydrogen bags

and died in the blast.

I've jumped over board again and again,

with or without a parachute.

And it's never let me go.

It's like some damn magnet, Veronica.

Always drawing you back.

That's the curse.

- You had seven years to figure it out,

and you still haven't.

Your ship's not cursed, Askwith, you are.

You killed your crew.

You're being punished, not me.

Nice try.

Did they teach you that in
the Royal Navy Air Service?

- Your mission today is one
that is absolutely vital to

his majesty's war effort, yet
must remain absolutely secret.

Thus the extraordinary
measures that've been taken

to clear this space so that no
one except for those present

knows your destination.

Lord Churchill.

- You are charged with
protecting this convoy of ships

from America bringing grain
and other vital food stuffs

through the blockade.

- Grain?

Try guns and ammunition.

- Air mechanic Hyde,
do you have a question?

- No, Wi-- Lord Churchill, I mean.

- Have we met?

- In a way.

No, not yet.

- Captain Marchbanks,
the map, if you please.

- You've met Churchill?

- [Winston] I believe you'll find it.

- Well, I will in about
two years from now.

I'm just trying to remember
something about Winnie

and then May 26th, 1915.

- Winnie?

- To continue, by sunset
today, the American convoy

of grain will have
reached these coordinates.

- That's exactly where
Askwith encountered the storm

that brought him to the plateau.

Oh, we're in good shape.

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- Am I right in thinking
these ruffians intend

to dine upon us?

- That's the general idea.

- I trust you have some
clever trick for escaping

this type of situation.

- Sorry, fresh out.

- Well, this is distressing.

- Why?

You said as long as we
belong to your ship,

they can't kill us.

- Not in the sense that you mean.

But if these cannibals
should chop us or a dinosaur

gulp us down, we'll just
end up back on the airship

and the whole nightmare will begin again.

I believe they're finalizing their menu.

- Looks like you're the appetizer.

- This doesn't change anything, Veronica.

We are still going to spend an
eternity together on my ship.

I hope you die of food poisoning.

Boo.

Where were we?

Veronica?

If you are smart, you'll do as I do.

Run and hide before the ship finds you.

- Royal Navy tea, just
as awful as I remembered.

- You really think
we'll find a storm here?

- Oh, I'm certain of it.

And I'm just as certain it
will return us to the plateau.

- Please.

- Care to share the joke,
acting air mechanic?

- We've spent two years
trying to get off the plateau.

And now that we are finally off,

all we think about is going back.

- Your captain's nowhere on the station.

- I trust you'll assure
Lord Churchill that we are

more than capable of carrying
out the mission on our own.

- An engineer, a navigator
and a female air mechanic.

Isn't something missing from the mix?

Say, a pilot?

- Oh, we've flown enough
missions with captain Askwith

to know we can handle the airship.

- Well, that does change things.

Considering that for secrecy's
sake each of you were chosen

from separate crews to ensure that you had

never served together.

Seems our security
measures need improvement.

This mission is at risk.

I'm informing Lord Churchill
that we'll be deploying

his majesty's special aircrew number two.

- A backup crew?

No, you can't.

- Challenger, perhaps it's
time to be telling the truth.

- Roxton, trust me, that
always causes more problems

than it solves.

- Challenger, Roxton, who are you people?

- Might I suggest a more direct strategy?

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- Let's get to the airship
before the backup crew does.

- Wait, we need the navigation maps.

- No one of you move.

- I know how this looks,
but we can explain.

- What, that you aren't
who you say you are?

That you possibly killed your own captain?

- Actually, no, our captain killed us.

- Stay out of it, woman!

The day they put your sex in uniform

was a dark day for the empire.

- [Marguerite] You!

(gunshot banging)

- Marguerite!

- Stay where you are,
unless you wish to be next.

- John.

- If you haven't noticed, I
am the one with the weapon.

- Nothing will save you from me.

- Roxton, this isn't real.

None of it.

- Marguerite's dead, Challenger!

We've changed the pattern of
events, you said it yourself.

- You're all as mad as March hares.

(Marguerite moaning)

- Marguerite, I thought I lost you.

- I felt the bullet, the burning.

- [John] No, Marguerite, it's all right.

We're ghosts, remember, like
Askwith is in our world.

But we're together.

- I want an explanation.

- I swear I shot her dead.

I believe they are spies.

They are not the crewmen that we selected.

- Lord Churchill, there is an explanation.

- Captain, how long will
it take you to assemble

the backup crew?

- No more than half an hour.

- Very well, Rayburn,

or whoever you are,

you have 30 minutes to present your story.

- Tick tock.

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(roaring)

- You're running out of time, Askwith.

- [Winston] What you expect me to believe

is that you are from the future?

- More accurately, Lord Churchill,

is our differing realities
can be considered to be based

upon a relativistic frame
of reference, which has--

- So yes, seven years from the future.

- Yes, seven years from the future.

- I see, I see.

And is the war over?

- In 1919, the Allies won.

- Odd thing to say for a German spy.

- Spies we are not.

- So you say.

So you say.

But I guarantee you are
no more travelers in time

than I am Prime Minister.

- I don't know about that.

But in a few years you will
be Secretary of State for War.

- If you really want to
convince me you know the future,

then tell me something that
is going to happen tomorrow.

Then we shall see if it comes to pass.

- Tomorrow will be too late.

It has to be today, within the hour.

Otherwise we are trapped for an eternity.

- Well, I doubt it will take that long.

Time has a way of running out.

- [Marguerite] Winnie,
you must listen to us.

- Winnie?

- I want to tell you
something else that happens

in a few years.

Something personal concerning you and me.

Well, I believe the details
require a private conversation.

- Excellent.

Even you won't be able
to reach me in there.

- Got you.

- Imagine.
- I beg your pardon.

- Our Marguerite and
Winston bloody Churchill.

- I'd rather not.

- [George] Oh, he's going
to be a great man someday.

Full of promise.

- A little too full of
something, if you ask me.

- Absolutely fascinating.

- [Captain] Lorry's arrived, sir.

- Captain.

I'll escort you out.

- What, to the airship?

- Oh, no, no, I don't think so.

- Why not?

- Because you have convinced me, my dear.

- [George] Come along.

- I don't know who you people are

or how you know what you know,

but until I do, you will
not go near that airship.

- Well done Marguerite, well done.

- Oh, thank you, my dear.

- A little smoke should
drive you out of there.

Now it's time to light the signal fires

to guide your airship back.

One for safety.

Two for luck.

Three so they just can't miss.

Times up, Askwith.

Your airship needs you.

- [Soldier] Tanks are full, sir.

- [Officer] Very good.

- [Soldier] I want a ride.

- [Soldier] Lines are
secure, ready for release.

- [George] There's our ride home.

- Less than in a minute to get to it.

- All fueled and ready to go.

We could have those engines
running in two minutes.

- [John] All we need's a distraction.

- May 26th, 1915, I remember.

- We've already established
you know the date.

- Two years from now, you
will tell me that this was

one of the worst days you ever
lived through during the war.

- It's beginning to seem that way.

- But it doesn't compare to what happened

at the Dardanelles, does it?

- Yes, that's right.

Four British warship sunk by mines.

A Navy forced to withdraw in total defeat.

It was a national tragedy.

- I quite aware what went wrong.

I took the risk.

The failure was my responsibility.

- And today is the day the Prime Minister

makes you pay for it, by
relieving you of your duty

as First Lord of the Admiralty.

- He would not dare.

- Call him.

Call him!

- Get your hands off me, son.

- Hit him.

- It's Winston bloody Churchill.

- So?
- This is treason.

- Hey!
- Sorry, Winnie.

- Oh, I do love a woman in uniform.

- She might just believe you.

Oh, the backup crew is taking off.

(dramatic music)
(whistling)

Excuse me, does this bus
stop at Victoria Station?

I don't think so.

Right, of course none of this makes sense.

Let's try this one.

(engine rumbling)

Sh, trying to concentrate.

Roxton!

No!

The engines.

- One of us is going for a swing,

and it won't be me.

Marguerite, release the mooring ropes!

- [George] Great work, Marguerite.

- Time to fly.

- Sorry, First Lord, I...

- Sir.

- First Lord?

- It's from the Prime Minister's office.

I've been relieved of my duties.

That young woman was right

about everything.

- [John] So, Marguerite,
tell me what did happen

when you met the First Lord Churchill?

- We had a perfectly
lovely time when I met him.

I had drinks with his wife.

All in all, it was a delightful evening.

- Drinks?

- Yeah.

- With his wife.

So you never--

- Never.

- Because that Churchill back there,

well, he certainly thinks something.

- Well, why wouldn't he, Lord Roxton?

Given the right incentive,

some men will believe just about anything.

(thunder rumbling)

(coughing)

- Ready to go home?

- You know you can't kill me, Veronica.

- I don't need to kill you.

I just need to slow you down.

- Where are we?

- You don't recognize it?

This is were your airship first landed

when you came to the plateau.

I'm guessing this is
where it'll come back.

- How can you, of all people,

consign me to be alone forever?

- You better keep your story straight.

You told me that when your ship comes back

I'd end up on it with you.

But you know that's not true, don't you?

You've always known that
you're the one who's cursed

and not your ship.

- Ned Malone died a coward.

- No he didn't.

- I tore the parachute from his hands.

I heard him scream like
a frightened child.

I found his body not
far from those cliffs.

- I don't believe you.

- Torn apart by raptors by now, I expect.

But you might find a few
scattered bones to mourn.

- Stop it!

(thunder rumbling)

It's the ship.

It's coming back.

- It's the storm, all right.

It's the same one we passed through

when we first came to the plateau.

- This is the same kind of
storm we saw on the cliff.

- Does this means we're
back in our own reality yet?

- We'll know when we get to 3,600 feet.

That's when Askwith says
it all starts to begin.

Almost there.

Almost there.

- Malone!

- [George] Malone!

- Malone?

Malone!

- We're there.

- [Veronica] It's coming, I can hear it.

Here it is, I knew it.

- I never thought I'd be
happy to see these again.

- I can see signal fires.

- Where's Malone?

- [Marguerite] I don't know.

- We've only got enough fuel
to land this thing once.

If we don't get out there,
nothing will stop us

rising back into the storm forever.

- Blood.

Looks like your ship
doesn't want me anymore.

- I'm not gonna be able
to land this thing.

- I'll go back to lower the ramp.

- Challenger!

There's someone down there by the fire.

It's Veronica and Askwith.

Veronica!

- Damn you!

- Already taken care of.

(screaming)

- Looks like the pilot is back on board.

- I'll hold it steady.

You two get out.

- I'm not going without you, George.

- I'll be right behind you, now go!

- [Veronica] Come on, come on.

Down here!

- Jump, Marguerite, jump!

Come on, Challenger, get off.

- Where's Challenger and Malone?

- Challenger's still on the ship.

Come on, Challenger, get off that thing.

- Where's Ned?

- [Marguerite] We don't know.

- Where is he?

- Please hold steady for 10 more seconds.

- Going somewhere?

- You're the only one who
belongs here, Askwith.

- Haven't you heard?

Misery loves company.

- [John] Come on, George, hurry up.

- [Askwith] We're heading back
to 3,600 feet, Challenger.

- It's getting too high.

He's not gonna make it.

- How does it feel knowing
that you are going to spend

the next seven years in hell?

- This one belongs to you.

(explosion booming)

- No!

- Challenger.

Oh my God.

They're gone.

(explosion booming)

- After all we've been through,

I can't believe Challenger is gone.

- It looks like somebody made it.

- A parachute.

But who?

- Challenger!

You made it, old boy.

You made it.
- George.

- Stand back.

Just be careful.

That would've been most
inconvenient at 200 feet.

(laughing)

- Oh, Veronica.

- This plateau has taken
everyone I've ever loved.

- [George] Malone is still alive.

- We did see him, in a way.

- He was really with us,
at least for a while.

- He is still out there, I know he is.

And we're gonna find him.

We're gonna solve the
mystery of this plateau.

And when we do, that's
how we're gonna find

our way back home.

- [John] All of us.

- Together.

- Home sweet home.

- Sure beats Pulham air
station, that's for sure.

- Oh, I don't know.

I love a man in uniform.

- Be careful, Marguerite,
I might believe you.

Do you think Winnie will remember

our little adventure, George?

- Oh, I don't imagine so.

I'm sure Lord Churchill
is just a greater part

of the mystery of this strange plateau.

- Do you think we'll ever
solve this greater mystery?

- Well, that's a good
question, Marguerite.

At first I thought we were trapped

in an essentially ordinary,
if remote, part of the world

where anything could happen within reason.

- Almost anything has happened.

- With and without reason.

- The more I think about
it, the more I feel

that there's an underlying
pattern to every odd event

we've witnessed, every unusual
group of people we've met.

- I heard my parents
talking about that once.

They were wondering if all
the plateau's mysteries

had only one answer.

- Well, if anyone can answer that,

it'd be you, George.

- I agree with you, but not on my own.

- No question of that.

- Well, we're not going to solve anything

if we don't get back to work.

- Veronica, we just got home.

Can't the four of us just have
a rest for a moment or two?

- Five of us, you mean.

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