All language subtitles for Voyage to the Planet of Prehistoric Women (1968)

The future of mankind is being
decided behind closed doors.

And all over the world,
scientists are working on projects

designed to take man beyond
the confines of this Earth.

You are looking at the actual models
of spacecraft now being developed

by agencies of the
United States government.

This is an Apollo spacecraft

designed for elliptical
orbit of the moon.

It's lunar landing
vehicle can transport

three men safely to and
from the moon's surface.

These are other types of manned
and remote control mechanisms

each designed for
a specific function,

many already in operation
as satellites of this Earth.

Some in readiness
for the moon shot.

Others designed for overseas.

A few to serve
as space stations.

And the most complex of all,

prototypes of craft capable of putting
a man on the surface of another planet.

Wheel was one of
man's first inventions

and has been with him
all of his civilized life.

But now it, like so many
other of his creations

must be modified to
fit his new demands.

These are three types
of variable radius wheels

designed to transport a
vehicle over rocky surface.

New concepts are being
created almost daily.

Some will never get
beyond the drawing board.

But others, or their descendents, will
become part of man's greatest adventure.

The exploration and
colonization of space.

All over the world, men and women
are working to make that dream a reality.

Every aspect of the
journey is being analysed

from the tiniest control devices
to the mightiest rocket engines.

But it's not enough
to just get there.

Just as the great
explorers sailed from Spain

and England and France
to discover the Americas

so that the colonizers
might come later

so will our exploration spacecraft
precede the colonizers of the planets.

Already, plans are being
made for the colonies.

Sources of food and
power must be found.

Artificial atmosphere
is created.

Everything done to build
an Earth away from the Earth.

No man living today can predict
exactly what the future holds.

But this much we do know.

All through man's
march across this Earth...

the wildest dreams
and fantasies of one age

have become the
commonplaces of the next.

The motion picture
you are about to see

can be called today
a fantasy of the future.

But one day, maybe
not too far distant

audiences will be able to
look back on it in the same spirit

with which we view pictures about the
first covered wagon crossing the plains.

Venus.

The planet named
after the goddess of love.

This is where I left her.

Twenty-six million miles away.

Because I know she exists,
I know she does. I know it!

All the time we were
there, I heard her.

Her and that sweet,
haunting sound she makes.

Like the siren that
tempted Ulysses.

You may think I'm
crazy back here on Earth.

Crazy or still intoxicated by
the atmosphere back there.

But wait a minute, I'm
getting ahead of myself.

Let me tell you the whole story.

All of it.

From the beginning.

And see what you think.

You be the judge.

It was two years ago, in 1998

that the first manned spaceship
left Earth for the planet Venus.

This attempt ended in tragedy.

A meteor hit the ship.

Everybody, everything was lost.

Everything but
the will to get there.

To explore Venus.

And so, it was only
six months later

that the second
attempt was made.

The code name for
Earth's control was Marcia.

Earth says rockets are ready.

Main rocket stage ready.

Fuel ready.

Say, position centre ready.

Power ready.

Air conditioning ready.

Radar ready.

Guidance ready.

Everything ready for take-off.

'This is flight personnel. Loading
elevators are now being withdrawn.'

'Countdown continues at 20.'

'All stations
prepare for Zero red.'

'Countdown continues at 10.'

'Zero red minus five.'

'Project Red Planet.'

'All units clear.'

'Switch over to standby.'

There were only two
men on the new mission

Astronaut Howard Sherman
and Captain Alfred Kernss.

But there was another
being with them

Kernss's invention, Robot John.

Awaken, John.

Awaken.

Slow, John.

Monitor, John.

I hear you.

Everything went smoothly
the first part of the voyage.

They travelled over halfway,
seventeen million miles, without mishap.

Radio contact was maintained
as Marcia, at Earth Control.

And they stopped on
schedule at the United

States Space Station,
Texas, for refuelling.

Attention, all landing
personnel, report on flight deck.

Stand by to receive Flight
Number 87, from Earth.

At Earth Control, we
listened to their progress

with more concern
than anyone else.

'Refuelling A-OK. Over now.'

Because we were
the command crew.

And if anything went
wrong, we were set to follow.

There were three of us.

Command Williams
'Billy' Lockhart...

Astronaut Hans Walters...

And me, Andre Freneau.

I remember how worried we
were as we listened to their voices

from so many miles away.

Kernsss calling Marcia,
Kernsss calling Marcia.

Refuelling completed.

Ready for blastoff.

Begin our relay.

They were on the
last leg of their journey.

And then they saw it.

Venus.

Cloud formations, thirty
percent ash content.

And they prepared to land.

A planet of fire below us.

It is a new world or
will it consume us all?

At any moment now.

And then, suddenly,
things started going wrong.

'Black cloud. Light.'

'I don't like the
looks of this.'

'I'm turning control
over to Robot John.'

'Ahead big mountains.
I am going up.'

'Wow! Close call!'

'We're watching on the
location-finder. The area is strange.'

'This is truly a
prehistoric planet.'

'Landing location at Square 73.'

'We're now dropping.'

'Landing three hundred
metres southwest of Square 73.'

'Oh-oh, there's
water beneath us.'

'We're drifting.'

Sherman...

Kernss...

Answer.

Kernss.

Sherman.

Kernss.

Are you there?

It's hopeless.

Well, very soon after that

it became clear there
was only one thing to do.

Blast off for Venus ourselves.

Complete the mission,
explore the planet.

And attempt to rescue
Kernss, Sherman.

If... they were still alive.

Keep coming.

- More, John.
- That's it.

Cover me, Kernss!

Look out!

There comes another one!

I've got him!

Kernss, behind you!

No, Kernss!

Look out!

Okay, John.

Just clear all connections.

There.

Goes one hundred and ten.

Secure yourself to
that boulder, John.

Proceed!

Proceed!

He's better equipped to
fight this place than we are!

I'm wondering if we
should be here at all.

Why don't you catch
a bus and go home?

Don't think I wouldn't
if I could find one.

There he is.

He's up.

Pull it tight. He can hold it.

You better go first, and
I'll come along after you.

Within two hours,
we were ready to go.

Venus lay ahead.

But our thoughts were
with Kernss and Sherman.

If they were alive, would
we be able to find them?

We got to Space Station
Texas ahead of schedule.

Standby to receive
unassisted landing.

Refuelling was
accomplished in record time.

There was no time to lose.

Funny, considering the
way things turned out

what I was thinking about as
we sped through the dark universe

on our way to an
unexplored planet.

I was wondering if maybe
there wasn't some reason

that Venus had been named
after the goddess of love.

If maybe there wasn't some wise, old
astronomer way back in the dawn of time.

Who knew something.

Something he kept to himself.

But before I could come
to any conclusions about it

we were preparing for
our touchdown on Venus.

Where maybe I'd
find all the answers.

And then, almost before I knew
it, we were there. We were landing.

We're landed.

Voila.

Don't begin celebrating yet.

Is our level okay?

Yep, there it is.

On the button.

Boy, it sure feels
strange to have weight.

Yes, it does seem strange.

That's sure.

But it's nice and solid.

Well, I don't know about you
fellows, but I'd like to see Venus.

Open number 3 and hit the beam.

Deeper, try the port viewer.

Telescreen gets it okay.

We'll pan port.

Formations of weird rock.

Something's there.

I'll switch on the
outside sound pickup.

That was the first
time I heard her.

- A human being?
- Hold it.

It's finished. Transfer
it to playback.

Meanwhile, you might check
up on the atmosphere, Hans.

It better be good.

Then you better get your
spacesuits. We'll move out.

Andre, I want you to attempt a
contact with Sherman by radio.

If you reach them, tell
them to report their position.

Then get yourself into a
spacesuit. We're going to walk about.

I'll be right behind you.

That'll be handy if I
slip. Get popping now.

It's 4.7 on oxygen.

That's pretty close.

I'm going to take a look around.

Keep on the rope. Don't
get out of visual contact.

It was a weird, desolate place.

But it fascinated me.

And I forgot all about Kernss and
Sherman, and what we were there for.

- Received a message.
- What did they say?

Marcia has radar movement.

Sherman?

She can't be sure, but
it looks like two objects.

One metallic and moving in the
area we're expected to search.

Probably Kernss and Sherman.

Come on, Andre!

She'll contact us.

Andre!

He's not onto it!

What is with that?

Get it off me!

Grab that tentacle there.

Quick.

It's trying to devour him.

It's got his leg. Free his leg!

Hurry!

Come on.

Pull him free.

Hurry.

Hans, help us!

I can walk, unless it's broken.

Couldn't get a shot even.

Careful, Andre. We don't
want to fight that thing again.

Can you imagine that?

He's bashful.

Why don't we take one of
those things home to the zoo?

You've got to be
more careful, Andre.

- If we hadn't heard you call me --
- I didn't call.

You called out to
us. We heard you.

But I didn't call you.

It sounded like Lockhart.

Let's be getting back.

All we knew was that Marcia at Earth
Control had spotted what was probably

Kernss and Sherman and
approximately where they might be.

So we started out in our space-car,
heading in that general direction

not stopping to investigate the
many prehistoric sites we passed.

But we were still unable,
no matter how hard we tried

to make radio contact
with Kernss or Sherman.

So we had no way of
knowing what they were

going through on that
distant part of the planet.

Let's rest.

We have very
little oxygen left us.

Hope they're on the way!

Looking for us!

Through this heat?

They may not be able
to make it through to us.

You better hope they'll
get through it and spot us.

I'm beginning to feel
like my head's swimming.

Of course.

It's your torn suit.

The infection is
getting through.

- Maybe we ought to take some quinceline.
- No.

We'd have to rest after.

Must...

...keep...

...moving.

Too much water. My
mechanism is in danger.

Need protection.

Alright, John. Find shelter.

Don't stop.

Go on.

- We have to go on.
- Come on up.

We can't stay here.
We'll be washed away.

John!

Drink it. This way
there is no water.

Come on. Just
a little bit farther.

There's a cave right over there.

Come on.

That's it.

Just a few steps further.

I don't think I can
go on much further.

John, stay with us!

Make sure they find us.

They should know. Must must
continue to fight the laws of mathematics.

There's always a
precise probability

mathematics might
prove... mathematics might --

Marcia...

Marcia...

Dearest... dearest Marcia...

...you must help us.

It's closing in --

I await your order.

I await your order.

Help...

...them find us...

...John.

The shoreline's the best.

If we do, my friend, we'll
never make it to them.

Fat chance there
is, of finding them.

That voice again!

Hold up.

Almost sounds like a girl.

A girl?

Perhaps.

Or a monster.

Wake up.

Wake up, Moana.

My sisters are calling.

Wake up.

Wake up, Twyla.

Our sister's are awake.

They're hungry.

You have slept enough.

It is time to go into the sea.

Better act well, little sisters.

It's a human.

Well, there are sure
no humans here.

Well, we're human.

Well, no one else has
made it. You better believe it.

But it sounds so human.

Subhuman, you mean, like that
forty- armed plant that just grabbed you.

I still say it's a girl!

A girl... With blue scales!

Could be... he's onto something.

It's possible that before
us, other men got here.

Especially in this age.

You ought to know that, Hans.

To a man of science, anything
is possible until proven otherwise.

Well, I can't imagine any people in
their right mind exploring Planet Venus.

Come on, Hans.

We're here, and
we're in our right minds.

- Aren't we?
- Let's go.

Girls, be on your guard. Terra.

He's angry!

We must leave this place.

Come, follow me.

Lord, save them.

What?

There's no response
from Kerns or Sherman.

Well, we should soon be there.

Keep trying. Maybe we can
bring them in on the helmet line.

Kerns has an auxiliary.

I am.

I'm getting...

...a woman.

Must be Marcia.

Static's really awful.

Hear it?

Move it up.

Point to point on the
dial. We'll find her.

I'll try it.

Hello?

John, hello.

John, listen. This is
the command ship.

Are you there?

No response.

- Come in.
- Up one more point.

Come in.

Better go to solar battery.

Much bigger reach.

I'm on it now.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

You must hear me, John!

Please open your mike
and answer me, John!

No response.

Try another point.

1-2-5.

You have to readjust your
frequency for transmitting.

If you hear me.

'I hear you.'

'I have adjusted.'

Can you report your position
and plot number? Over.

Square 40, in shelter.

Tell me what's outside.

Water from above
falling on large rocks.

That's Square 40.

Not far. Ask him about the men.

Hello. We would like to know
about Kerns and also about Sherman.

They do not speak.
They do not move.

How much time
before we get there?

- Who knows?
- Commander, maybe the robot can help.

Right. Keep an
eye on the compass.

Grab onto that.

Hello. You will listen, John.

First you will obey me
and do precisely what I say.

You will listen.

Listen, John.

Obey my every command.

Remove Container 2
from Kerns's first aid kit.

Repeat. Container 2.

Remove one tablet.

One tablet.

Then open his helmet.

I have one tablet.

Place the tablet in his mouth.

You must do this quickly.

Revive him with water.

Pour it over his face.

Quickly.

Then close his helmet.

At least we know they're alive.

Let's hope they stay that way.

Commander, look there!

I'm ready with the astrogun.

Some kind of flying reptile!

He may not see us.

He hit us!

He's turning around!

- Maybe not.
- We're in for it now! He knows we're here!

- Lock.
- Take it now.

Here he comes.

Don't miss, Andre.

Here he comes again.

Open hull, we'll submerge.

We were forced to submerge even
though we had killed the flying reptile

because of the damage the
creature had caused when it hit us.

And it was a good thing, too.

For here, under the sea

we were to find the
second clue to life on Venus.

Let's put it down for
a minute, take a rest.

It's not far to the beach, if
our calculations are correct.

I hope this will run again.

Don't worry, it will.

Look, the cliffs
are all in even rows!

Like streets!

I'll look around,
just five minutes.

Might find
something interesting.

Twyla, Twyla, come here!

Hurry!

It is our god, Terra.

He's dead.

What makes Twyla
and Meriama so sad?

Come, sisters, let us see.

Oh, Terra...

What evil demon has
destroyed our god?

We must carry him to the
holy place and pray to his spirit.

Lift him.

Commander!

Well, what do you know?

It's... it's a statue!

Andre!

What's up?

You just look here.

- That's only a petrified tree.
- Only?

Why, it's a bronze statue!

And much more, Hans.

Rubies.

You say rubies?

Show me.

Simple.

The eye of an idol.

An idol?

Yes, a reptile.

Yes, a reptile resembling that
flying monster that attacked us earlier.

Up there.

You're right, Andre.

I'm not laughing anymore.

There was a civilization here.

And I'll bet you there still is.

Oh, great Terra!

We cry for the flesh of your
spirit that lies dead before you.

I swear to you, oh Terra

you will be avenged.

The evil demons that did this
will themselves be destroyed.

Something seemed
to draw me away.

To make me search
for... I didn't know what.

I felt something.
I don't know...

I felt as though I
were being watched.

But I didn't see anything
except a harmless octopus.

Yet still feeling a
strange presence

I went on.

But then, as quickly as it came

that weird sensation vanished.

And then there was nothing.

Nothing but the sea.

So I followed my
original impulse, looking

for a clue like the
statue of the flying reptile.

And I found nothing.

Except the rock that
I liked for its shape

and that could serve as a
specimen for the geologists.

Terra has spoken.

We must return
his flesh to the sea.

Meriama...

Mayaway...

Wearie...

Carry him away.

Farewell, Terra.

Sleep well, in the sea.

Who is this?

What sisters are these?

- Moana!
- Moana!

Bakeeke! Clorie! What is it?

Invaders!

We've seen strange invaders
walking under the sea!

Demons.

Did you hear, sisters? Demons!

They had big heads.

And walked in our ancient
holy place, under the sea.

It was they, who killed Terra.

They must die.

They're here.

I couldn't have
lasted much longer.

You're... you're not alone.

Here we are, skipper.

Good.

We'll need more fire.

Everything in the
car is soaking wet.

Ah, feels good to sit.

How are the batteries, Hans?

They stayed dry.

- The atom plate?
- Still hot.

You've got that worried
look again, Hans.

You're right.

I've pulled and checked every
wire and part in that darn radio.

It won't operate.

I've tried everything I know.

I tell you, it's
simply hopeless.

How about a long
string in an oatmeal box?

Oatmeal box!

The radio will dry out.

We know it's not a dead planet.

Not completely.

Our proof is the statue.

And rubies.

And the woman.

She's probably somewhere.

For his sake...

But the main thing is,
there could be a whole

race of people out
there, watching us

hiding, afraid that
we'll observe them.

And for them, we
came from above.

Dropped. To them, we're
probably some kind of monster.

What if they're human-shaped?

They very well
could look like us.

But mind you, I'm only advancing
a little hypothetical science fiction.

But nothing should
be overlooked.

Let's face it. They built the
city that's now under the sea.

Hans, it must be true.

Many made it to
shore from the sea.

Then why didn't they
build themselves another?

We may find they did

when we explore the planet.

Before we leave, I'll meet her.

Beautiful song
and a beautiful girl.

She must have heard you.

Where is it?

Everywhere.

Suppose it could be an omen?

Well, maybe she's helping us.

If I could just see
what she looks like...

- Can the car make it?
- I'm sure.

A feeling of foreboding
had come over me.

A chilly, ominous sensation.

I didn't know what it meant.

And I kept staring
at that rock I'd found.

As though perhaps it
might hold the answer.

Andre!

Andre!

Thanks for waiting.

She'll take care of you.

Stop teasing him,
Hans. He's in love.

Oh god of the fire mountain!

Let your boiling, red-hot earth
rain down upon the invading demons

who dared bring death to Terra.

Hear us, oh god
of the fire mountain.

Pour forth thy red-hot
earth. Drown them in fire!

- Drown them.
- Fire!

- Fire!
- Drown them!

- Drown them!
- Drown them!

- Drown them!
- Drown them!

- Drown them in fire!
- Drown them!

- Drown them!
- Fire!

- Strange, it's gotten suddenly dark.
- Well, it's no wonder.

What makes you say that?

There's an ash cloud above us.

An ash cloud?

- A volcano.
- Yes.

It's spectacular!

And beyond the volcano, it
looks like the lights of a city.

The red spot Andre saw.

- We must get a move on.
- Not right away.

This might be our only
chance to gather some samples.

Lava and ash!

To take away with us.

Alright, we'll go to a much better
vantage point, and right now.

- Sherman, come.
- But look at the magnificence!

No one on Earth
has seen such a sight!

Hurry, we must go
to higher ground.

I am hurrying.

Are you getting
the spectra sample?

Getting it now.

That's enough.
The lava is rising!

Fire! Fire! Fire!
Fire! Fire! Fire!

Drown!

Drown!

Terra is avenged.

Drown!

Drown!

We've waited too long.
It's covered our path.

- Perhaps we can run a rope.
- How?

We did it before.

- With John.
- There's no more time.

- John?
- Yes, I hear you.

Ferry us across the lava.

Climb on, quick!

Audibility getting better.

- Why is he talking?
- He's singed.

Getting radio distance
according to your request.

- And determining distance, two miles.
- It's Lockhart!

- I hope so, frankly.
- I'm sure.

They'll be by here any
minute. Give them time.

What a remarkable
invention you have here!

It's nice to hear
you admit it, Alfred.

Temperature for extremities,
five hundred degrees.

My self-preservation
mechanism says

I must eliminate extra weight.

What now?

Disconnect the mechanism.

- Where?
- Open the door.

- Here?
- First panel.

- Hurry, or we're dead for sure!
- I don't know which.

Let me!

I am forced to reduce
some of this weight.

He's going to throw us off!

Pull the wire!

- Through the lava?
- Straight, Hans.

Smash the terminal!

I have, I've done everything!

Kerns.

Kerns...

Andre!

We must hold
on! They'll be here.

Wish me luck.

For God's sakes, hurry.

- He's here!
- Thank God!

Sherman! Kerns!

Commander!

Andre!

Here, let me help
you out, my friend.

I never thought I'd see
your ugly face again.

We save him and he insults us!

We should have saved
Kerns's robot instead!

- Kerns, you rascal.
- We knew you'd make it.

Is the robot finished?

Yes.

It was just a metal mouth.

Yet when his destruction was
imminent, he called out my name.

Looks placid and calm.

But frightening.

Yes, I suppose it does.

If you use imagination.

We'll soon be home.

That's right.

But we leave a friend behind.

Come.

Join the rest of us.

So we took stock
of the situation.

And though we tried to keep our spirits
up, it was still pretty discouraging.

The volcano had destroyed
some of our provisions

and our rocketship's fuel
supply was low anyway

considering the added
weight of Kerns and Sherman.

It looked like we'd have to
be starting back very soon.

What else is there to do?

Well, we can look
for Andre's girl.

Very cute, Hans.

Did you name them after us?

Well, with triplets, it's
better with numbers.

Looks to me like he's
raising his own countdown!

Why not names?

I'd forget.

I'm worried about him.

So you really found proof
there were people on this planet?

Hard to believe.

Believe it or not,
my dear Mr. Kerns

it's true.

And they could still be here.

I don't go along with that.

Could a human survive
in a place like this?

You survived.

And man will almost
always adapt himself in time.

And don't forget, in the dim
past, we all lived in water.

For centuries, our
Earth was toxic.

But that atmosphere
evolved mankind's form.

Adjusting it.

And I bet that these people
on our planet couldn't live.

The air would be poison.

I'm afraid I don't
share your opinion.

You just can't
close your mind to it.

We found proof.

Proof of intelligent beings!

And those lizardmen of Kerns'.

That's proof.

Look, suppose they do look like
lizards. Couldn't they be people?

Suppose they saw the ship

got frightened

then donned their
lizard costumes, eh?

Then jumped up and
down to spook us away!

What possible story
could explain it better, eh?

None. You're the winner.

Joking aside, my friends.

Man, lizard or what, I know there
were or are intelligent people here.

If we just had time!

I think they might come to us!

Look, even you, Kerns, said you saw
the lights of a city beyond the volcano.

I said they 'looked
like', not 'were.'

Here, you two.

Have some coffee
and rest your voice.

If only there was some way
to communicate with them

some way to make them
understand we were not an enemy.

That we wanted nothing except to know
their ways and study their civilization.

Or was it really
all just fantasy?

Just my wishful imagination?

And that sound only an accident,
caused by the wind in the canyons?

Hey! Hey, watch that!

That's where your countdown
jab got you in trouble!

Wake up, sisters!

It is a new day.

And our land is safe again.

But what is that?

Something strange is there.

Come and see.

It is one of the demons.

It is sent to us by the
god of the fire mountain.

He shows us his power.

Better get out and locate her,
Andre. She wants you to stay on here.

Just you wait!

I think perhaps we should be
trying to find her, and take her with us!

I vote for that.

But she might not
like us much anyway.

If we can get far
beyond those hills

I bet you money we'd
find her and the city.

You've been reading
too many comics.

Kerns wouldn't believe she existed if
she were sitting on his lap right now!

Wanna bet?

We're here.

Sisters!

All of the invaders
have not been destroyed!

They are stronger than
the god of the fire mountain.

But now Terra will speak.

I think we did a job
we can be proud of.

Look at all the samples we got!

There's going to be a large
headline when they see

all these great things
we're bringing back to them.

This one's loaded, old man.

Steady, child.

Bring the spectra.

Oh, Terra...

Most powerful of all the
gods, show us your wrath.

Bring forth the waters
from the fiery heavens!

Let not one invader
remain to walk your land!

You have heard us!

Great Terra!

At first we didn't pay
much attention to the rain

though it seemed heavier
than any rain we'd ever seen.

But it continued without let-up.

In fact, it seemed to
increase in strength.

As we planned our take-off
procedure which required

some adjustments because
of Kerns and Sherman

I know we all felt
slightly uneasy, nervous

as we listened to the
heavy rain fall on the ship.

As for myself, I... I listened to
the sinking feeling as though

every drop were taking me further
and further from ever finding her.

Then suddenly...

Quickly, Andre!

Hans!

This was all level
ground when we landed!

Stream's cutting a
whole new channel above!

Skipper, look here!

A crack, running clear across!

If it widens anymore,
we'll all be lost.

Quick! Lighten ship for emergency
blastoff! Maybe we can beat it!

Sherman, Kerns!
Everybody back to the ship!

Hurry, Andre!

Hurry, Andre!

Just finished.

Look what I found!

Hey!

They're human!

We can't leave them like this!

We can't leave!

They look just like us!

We can't leave!

Look! Look, a face!

They look just like us!

Commander, they're like us!

Don't you see? Look!

They're like us!

We must stay!

We must!

They are stronger than our gods.

They are stronger than Terra.

Terra is a false god!

There is a stronger god.

Hear us, oh
strongest god of all.

We worship you.

Well, that's the story.

It's been two years now, and there's
been no plan to return to Venus.

Lockhart and Kerns have
moved on to other missions.

There is Mars to be
explored, and Jupiter.

But I can't forget her.

And I'm going back.

Maybe someday I'll see her.

Maybe I'll die trying.