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Coming through!

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I really should put a
window down in the lab.

It's much safer, much safer.

- There, does that make
your day more interesting?

- Yeah.

Too bad Marguerite and
Roxton missed all the action.

- Oh, I don't think they
need Challenger for that.

- What do he have over here?

- [Marguerite] That's
an odd looking snare.

- With a knot like that,

has only one purpose, Marguerite,

it's a hangman's noose.

- John, I don't like this
place, I think we should leave.

- [John] I don't like it much either.

What have you found over there?

- It's a tombstone, it has your name

on it J. Roxton, died 1875.

- 1875.

You don't think that tombstone

has any connection to me!

I mean J. Roxton it's
not that uncommon a name,

well hell it could stand for, Joshua,

Jacob.

- Jeremiah Roxton.

You've been found guilty,

of being the wrong man in the wrong

place at decidedly the wrong time.

- Challenger what are you doing?

What's going on?

Where's Marguerite?

- This is a necktie party, Roxton,

and you're the guest of honor.

- No, please it's me, John!

- May the Lord have mercy on your soul.

Do it!

- No!

Enough, come on boys there's no

point in wasting a good horse.

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- [Announcer] 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 theme music)

(gunshot booms)

- No, no, careful, careful, careful now.

- Marguerite, thank God!

Where'd you go?

What happened?

- I was going to ask you
the same thing, mister.

- Mister?

Are you all right?

Tell me you know who I am!

- My name's Maylene Montgomery and

I'm sure I've never had the
pleasure of your acquaintance.

- Oh no.

It must be this tree or the tombstone.

Or this, this!

Yes or this noose.

- Having had your neck
stretched like that, I'd say,

it's no wonder you're a little confused,

- Confused!

If you think your name's Maylene, believe

me I'm not the one confused around here.

- There's a lot of
rustlers in these parts.

Is that who you think did this to you?

- No.

For some reason, it was your

good friend and mine, Challenger.

- Jack Challenger?

The sheriff?

- No, George Challenger, the scientist.

- There's only one Challenger

around here and he's the law.

I don't know why he would hang you

without a trial, and I don't want to know.

So you just go on your
way, and I'll go mine.

- Oh no, wait just, wait a minute.

We can't just split up.

We have to figure out
what happened to us here!

- That's your concern, mister, not mine.

- There you go again!

It's not mister, it's Roxton!

John Bloody Roxton!

- Why did you have to go and do that.

The things I get myself into.

(upbeat piano music)

- Howdy boys!

Is that piano music I hear?

- No, sir, Johnny.

I know how you don't like
no piano music in here.

- What did you call me?

- Uh, Ringo.

Mister Ringo, sir.

- That's what I thought you said

Ante up, boys.

Don't let me spoil your fun.

Mighty kind of you, friend.

Barkeep how about a little service?

- I heard you were dead.

- I heard a lot of things
about you, too, Violet.

- You must be crazy to come back here.

- You know, the last person
that called me crazy died,

with three bullets in the chest.

(gunshot bangs)

I hate piano music.

- You are so bad for business.

- But I'm good for so many other things.

- Oh, none that I can recall.

- I came to pay my tab.

- Who'd you have to kill for that, Johnny?

- Well, haven't you heard?

A lot of rustling in these parts.

- What kind of fix are you and

Sheriff Challenger working now?

- Same old same old.

I do all the hard work, he
just keeps a low profile.

- At his camp upriver.

- Shh, that's strictly confidential.

See, we're not so different after all?

- Where am I?

- Why you're in the grand guest

lodge of the Triple-M ranch.

- How did I get here?

- Oh you walked some,
and I carried you some.

- You carried me?

- I couldn't very well
leave you for the coyotes.

- No, thank you.

So, why is it called the Triple-M?

- It was my husband's idea,
Martin and Maylene Montgomery.

The three M's.

- Your husband?

- Yeah.

Sorry it's gopher.

I wasn't expecting company.

- So, Maylene, where do you think this

husband of yours is?

- Last month Martin went on

the cattle drive to Abilene.

We needed cash for
feed, but, the rustlers,

they shot him down in cold blood.

- Rustlers?

- I'll get you some water.

(soft music)

- Boys, there's treachery afoot.

And as the law in this territory,

I will not let it fester.

Spread the word.

I want Jeremiah Roxton
dead or alive, mostly dead.

And whatever fool it
is that's helping him.

- You've actually seen these places?

New York, London, Paris?

- I have.

And so have you.

- There's a big difference between

dreams and reality, Lord Roxton.

I'm a rancher's wife, a rancher's widow.

These plains are where I'll live and die.

All this other is just,

is just moonbeams and star
shine my Martin used to say.

- There must be some way to make

you believe who you really are.

- Don't start that again.

- Would you stand up please?

(soft music)

Now do you remember?

- Widow Montgomery, you at home?!

- It's Jack Challenger!

- He doesn't remember me
any better than you do.

- Hello, is anybody there?

- Be right out sheriff!

Stay out of sight.

I'm sure that whatever happened between

you two before was some kind of mistake.

- At least we agree on something.

Good day to you sheriff.

- Good day Widow Montgomery.

I've just come by to tell you the news.

Me and the boys tracked down that

rustler that killed your poor Martin.

Unfortunately he had help we

didn't know about and he got away.

- You know who this killer is?

- Some greenhorn by the
name of Jeremiah Roxton.

- Oh, this just keeps on getting better!

- So if you see any strangers

around, you shoot first,

you leave all the questions to me.

- I'll do that.

- Marguerite, you have to listen to me!

- You have 10 seconds to tell

me why you killed my husband!

- Now that's more like the
Marguerite I'm used to.

- Eight seconds!

- Marguerite, please!

I did not kill Martin!

(gunshot bangs)

- My name is Maylene.

- All right, all right!

You're Maylene, this is Wyoming,
and I'm a bloody cowboy!

But that does not change the fact

that I did not kill your husband.

- The sheriff says you did!

- No, Sheriff Challenger says

that Jeremiah Roxton killed him.

Now I'm John Roxton.

He's got me confused
with someone else, the,

same way I confused you with

someone else that I care about.

Very deeply.

Please.

You have no reason to fear me.

I have no reason to harm you.

- Sometimes, out here, being afraid is

the only thing that keeps you alive.

- It doesn't have to be that way.

- Yes it does.

- You have to trust me, I need your help.

- I don't know who you are.

John, Jeremiah,

I think you should go.

- I don't have anywhere to go.

Hell, I don't know how we, how I got here,

let alone how to get
back to where I belong.

- I can't help you.

- If this is not a dream,
or a hallucination,

what the hell is it?

That's right, Maylene.

Where do you go in the
world when you need help?

- Well, that's quite a story, May.

You always said you wished

your life had more adventure.

- I don't think I'm
cut out for it, though.

Not like you.

- Funny how things turn out.

All I ever wanted was a
good man like your Martin.

And a little place to call my own.

- I lost my man.

Nothing else matters after that.

- I know.

So what do you think you should
do about this Lord Roxton?

- Of course, Veronica.

- Well, he can't have gone very far.

- He didn't.

- That him?

Not hard on the eyes at all.

- Hello, Veronica.

- You think everyone you
meet is someone else?

- Only the people who are someone else.

- Why'd you follow me here?

- I took a chance that whoever

you would go to for help,

would be someone I could trust.

And I believe I can trust you.

- Well, you were right about that too.

He isn't thinking straight at all.

Whiskey?

- Maybe when this whole
problem is sorted out.

- You really aren't from
around here, are you?

- I have to find Challenger.

- If he's looking for you,

that shouldn't be hard to do.

- I have to get to him first,

and try and sort out
this, crazy situation.

- Why because you think
he's someone else too?

A scientist you said.

- A brilliant one.

And if I can get him to remember

that, hopefully he can figure out,

where we are, and how we all got

here and how we can get home.

Because believe me, I certainly can't.

- Look friend.

If there's one thing I've learned in,

my life of adventure, is that things look

different in the morning.

There's a bunk out back and
you're welcome to use it.

- Violet, you can't.

- I can and I will.

Maylene is the closest thing

I've got to a friend around here,

and if you hurt her in any way,

Sheriff Challenger will be
the least of your worries.

- Point taken.

Now where can I find him?

- I'm warning you, he's
as crooked as a snake,

and he's got a partner.

- What else do you know?

- Nothing about Maylene's husband.

But a whole lot more
about Sheriff Challenger

and his partner than I'd care to know.

Best advice I can give you,
to keep your ears open.

- What do you think you're doing?

Challenger said he's looking for

Roxton and whoever is helping him.

If he finds that man here,
you're going to hang too.

- From what I've heard,
Challenger spends all of his time,

camped at the river, looking
for rustlers, he says.

May, come on.

Why don't you get some sleep?

- I sure could use some.

- Don't worry, everything
is going to be just fine.

I just have to finish
up a few things here.

I'll see you in the morning.

- Okay.

- If someone's paying attention

things should be a whole
lot better come sunrise.

(intense music)

- At least Veronica still
knows how to make a map.

(branch snaps)

- That you, Angus?

Whoever you are, you'd
better come out now!

- I believe the traditional
saying is reach for the sky.

Now you drop that!

- You don't know who
you're dealing with, son.

- Oh but I do.

You are Professor George Challenger,

late of the University of Edinburgh,

leader of an expedition
to the lost plateau.

- Keep talking.

- The plateau is home to a
shifting series of realities.

- Yeah, we get a lot of them around here.

- It wouldn't be the first time.

You see, back in the real world,

you and I are the best of friends.

- Close friends?

- I said I'd follow you
through to hell and back,

and sometimes I think
we've come pretty close.

- If that's the case, then
that gun is just one big bluff.

(dramatic music)

- Listen to me George!

You're the only one who
can get us out of here!

- I'll get you out of here all right.

(dramatic music)

- Don't make me do it, George,

Don't make me do it!

(gunshot bangs)

Please!

You're our only hope!

- It's Roxton!

- Sorry, old boy.

I was wondering when
you show up, Neddy boy.

The question is, whose side are you on.

Malone!

- Roxton!

I've been looking all over for you.

- You recognize me?

Of course I recognize you.

Why wouldn't I recognize my old friend?

I mean after all,

you can save me a whole lot
of trouble, just by dying.

- Now you listen to me, Ned.

You're Ned Malone.

You're a journalist for the
International Herald Tribune.

- Yeah.

And you, you're Wyatt Earp.

Come on friend, get up!

I'd hate to kill a man
who's not resisting.

- I'm not playing your games.

- Who's playing?

This is business.

(gunshot bangs)

Get up and run!

- If you insist.
(gunshot bangs)

- All right, now we're
going to have some fun.

Ah, the Widow Montgomery.

Always a pleasure.

- What do you want?

- I'm looking for the man
that killed your husband.

The real question would be
what's got you so fired up.

- I was on my way home.

- Well, it's that way,
by the hanging tree,

by the way, you wouldn't know

anything about that, would you?

I've heard you're pretty
handy with that thing.

- Jeremiah Roxton did not kill my husband.

- Your man's not even cold in the ground,

and you've gone and found another.

- I am sorry, ma'am.

I just hate loose ends.

(gunshot bangs)

- Does that ring a bell my friend?

What are you doing here?

- Violet told me what she did,

leaving you the gun and the map.

I didn't say anything I have to say

you after that, so I just left.

- Violet did the right thing.

- Yeah, if you want to
get yourself killed.

- You're both going to swing.

- Who is he in your world?

- A shiftless outlaw, Johnny Ringo.

Who do you think he is?

- Someone we should probably tie up

before he causes any more trouble.

- I knew you weren't the killer.

- Well, give me enough time and

I'll help you remember everything.

- At least you tell a good story.

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Sheriff, over there!

- Well, howdy, Ringo.

That's quite a trail you left.

You got something to tell me?

- It was Roxton and Montgomery's widow.

- That timid little mouse
is riding with Roxton?

- Get me out of this, and give me a gun.

- I'm not sure I should.

You see, something else has happened.

Roxton came looking for me, and the

embarrassing thing is, he found me.

- What?

- Not what?

How?

You see, apart from me and the boys,

you're the only one who
knows where we're camped.

- You're crazy!

I didn't tell Roxton where
you were and you know it.

- Maybe you didn't.

But if you didn't tell
him, who did you tell?

- Violet.

- Violet.

- Is this the first
place you remember here?

- Yeah.

You and I found this tree
in the middle of the jungle.

Next, it was old and weathered,
but still in one piece,

it was hanging from that branch up there.

There was a tombstone with my
name on it, right over there.

You read from it.

- Was Challenger with us?

You and Miss Krux, I mean,
when you found this place.

- He was back at the tree house.

- Tree house?

- Yes, where we all live.

Challenger was there with
Violet and Johnny Ringo.

- Who do you think they
are, in your world?

- Well, Ned Malone is
an American journalist,

and Veronica Layton is a,
resourceful young woman who

grew up alone in the jungle.

- Is there something happening
between them as well?

- You mean like there is with us?

- Don't kiss me again.

- You know, sometimes Marguerite

is afraid of me, just as you are.

That makes me think that maybe,

someone once broke her
heart, the same way you're

heart's been broken, and
she's still not ready

to risk that happening again.

- Did someone ever break your heart?

- Oh, I never met the woman
who could break my heart.

Until I met Marguerite.

- Sorry, that might hurt a little.

It's just a scratch.

- You're making me sorry
I ever killed the doctor

- I imagine he's sorry too.

There!

That's it, no thank you?

Or should I put that on your tab too?

- I had something else in mind

for you and me to do next.

- I've made a lot of
mistakes in my life, Johnny,

but never the same one twice.

- You take a lot of things
for granted, Violet.

I know Roxton was here, telling his lies.

(gunshot bangs)

I also know that you believed those lies.

And I know that you, told
him where to find Challenger.

- I swear, Johnny I didn't say.

- There's only one way out
of this for you now, Violet.

Roxton came here once looking for help.

He might be fool enough to do it again.

And if he does, you're going
to pay your tab, to me.

- Challenger.

Here.

- Widow Montgomery, it's the Sheriff.

Drop your rifle and come outside.

- What are they doing?

- Your last chance, come out now.

Burn it!

- Burning down my cabin!

- No!

It's not the cabin, he wants.

- Why are they doing this to me?

- It's me he's after.

He knows you're helping me.

- How?

The only person that knows is Violet,

and she would never tell.

- There's one other, Johnny Ringo.

I've got to get Challenger
away from those deputies, now.

I just hope Ringo's
packed enough ammunition.

- How would Challenger know
what Johnny Ringo knows?

Unless the sheriff and Ringo are partners.

- Triple M!

I believe this belongs to you.

- I gave this to Martin
the day we were married.

He gave me this.

- Johnny Ringo must have killed him.

- Yeah, Ringo and the sheriff.

And they are trying to hang anyone

they can find to cover it up.

No, Maylene, no!

You're not a murderer!

There has to be another way.

(gunshot bangs)

- I want them, dead or alive!

- There's goes the element
of surprise, come on!

(gunshots bang)

- Ride for the river,
it's our only chance!

(gunshots bang)

- We'll never outrun them.

- Where are we going?

- Elementary tactics, we're
heading for the high ground.

Let's go!

- Back at the rocks.

Cut them down!

(gunshots bang)

- Damn.

I guess the high ground
isn't as useful when

you're almost out of ammunition.

- Roxton!

We can do this easy, or we can do this.

(gunshot bangs)

Hard.

- You know the high
ground better than I do.

- The river is over that cliff.

- Cliff!

Just when my ankle is
getting better, let's go.

- Right boys, cut them down!

(dramatic music)

- Can a prairie girl swim?

- Can Miss Krux?

- Like a mermaid.

- Then so can I.

Woo!

- Hell, whoa!

- We'll never be able to follow them now.

- Oh, we don't have to. there's
only one place they can go.

- This isn't right.

There's no horses.

It's never closed.

Violet?

Anyone here?

(muffled groans)

Whose there?

Violet.

- Run May, it's a trap!

Run!

- Too late!

- You murdered my husband.

- It's all right!

You'll see him soon enough.

You're like a bad penny!

- Now, you let her go, Ringo.

That's what Malone would do.

- Not in this lifetime.

(gunshots bang)

- Shoot back!

- I can't, he's still my friend.

- Ready to give up?

Why prolong the agony?

- My thoughts exactly.

- Come on, May, we've
got to get out of here.

- Oh, you'll get out of here all right,

but not the way you planned.

- Shoot him!

- No.

Without Challenger we don't go home.

- If we die here, then everything is over.

- Live to fight another day, go!

- Roxton!

You take care of her.

- Violet.

- I've got my own account to settle.

(gunshots bang)

- Violet!

- Women.

- Violet!

No.

- No.

- Keep dreaming, May, for the both of us.

- No!

- No, no, this isn't happening!

I won't accept this!

No closer Challenger!

- I'm your old friend, Roxton.

You wouldn't shoot me.

(gunshot bangs)

- What have I done?

- You got the man who killed my husband,

the man who tried to kill you.

You saw that justice was done.

This belongs to you.

John what is it?

Oh, I knew I didn't like this place.

Did you see that?

Marguerite, I lived it.

- So at the end of this little day dream,

you were the noble lawman,
who tamed the wild west.

- It was much more than
a daydream, Marguerite.

- Well, for Maylene, it must
have been a dream come true.

Roxton made sure that justice
was done for her husband.

- And for Jeremiah Roxton.

- Yeah, too bad about you and me.

- And Violet, even she paid the price for

taking the outlaws' money.

- Justice 50 years too late if you ask me.

- Justice is never too
late, that's why the

tombstone and the noose disappeared.

- Because some cowboy was hung
for a crime he didn't commit?

Somehow his restless spirit,
magically caused that noose and

tombstone to appear in the jungle.

- Where a good person might find them,

and set things to rights.

In this world or the next.

- Well I'm proud of you.

- Well, thank you, Veronica.

- See that's the way a great
western supposed to end,

the hero gets a kiss from the pretty girl.

- The hero is supposed to kiss his horse.

- When did you become so cynical?

You were there.

You saw the noose, and
the tombstone disappear.

- Me cynical, you should
have met my third husband.

Or was it the fourth?

- Are you jealous?

- Of this drab and dreary prairie girl?

- She was, the most
beautiful woman I ever met.

- You said she looked exactly like me.

- Care to ride off into the sunset?

(soft music)

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