I see something over there!
- There he is! - After him!
He must be here he can't have disappeared!
- Look through there! - We'll find him Captain.
Hurry up! Hurry up! I want him now!
We'll hunt him down he can't hide forever.
Marguerite?
Thank you, John.
- Tea Malone? - Please.
- What are you writing? - Nothing very exciting.
Just trying to capture how calm this place can be, how...
serene in fact.
With Challenger's recent improvements almost as comfortable as home.
Ah yes, a veritable island of calm...
surrounded by a sea of great excitement.
And occasional waves of sheer terror.
That's what makes this moment of serenity all the more precious.
Uninvited guests, we spoke too soon.
Pterodactyls?
Malone.
- Who's there? - Come out now.
I'll see if I can get a drop on it from the balcony.
Tribune!
Sorry to drop in unannounced.
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
I hope I'm not presuming on your hospitality?
Of course not, we were hoping someone would just drop in.
As always Marguerite you're too...kind.
- What do you want? - I need your help.
Of course you do.
My life is in danger!
You're my only hope.
This is the clearing, on my signal you two...
make your way across the clearing. If Tribune's here...
you'll push him to us. Then we'll finish him off.
I am being hunted for sport,
- can you believe it? - Perfectly,
- would you like me to explain? - Why?
- It's a long story. - We have all afternoon.
Well, after our little adventure with the Plesiosaur...
I returned to the Capital, to find that the old emperor,
my mentor, had died.
Your mentor?
Isn't he the one who banished you to these outer territories?
That would be one interpretation, yes.
But the point is after he died his wife,
his trophy wife, seized the throne.
She's the one who wants you killed?
Centuria, yes. She's made me the target of the game.
Whoever catches me, dead or alive, wins.
Why didn't she just kill you when she had the chance?
Because this way...
she can humiliate Tribune first.
I can understand her fearing me as a political rival...
but to hunt me for sport...
that's more than a lizard can bear.
Well it's nice to know you draw the line somewhere.
You know, killing is in our nature.
Pulling the wings off flies that's a human pursuit.
Oh yes of course it is.
We don't have time to quibble.
The lizards will find the treehouse eventually.
If you've led those lizards here.
Where are Challenger and Veronica?
They should be back by now.
- Are you all right? - As soon as I get my breath back.
Oh that was close.
If they ever show up here those lizards...
are bound to be bad tempered.
Boosting the power to the electric fence should slow them down.
Very impressive.
- Why are we helping Tribune? - Good question.
If my experience is anything to go by Centuria deserves her revenge.
Are you two saying we should throw him out to be hunted like a fox?
This isn't our fight.
Think again Malone, it is now.
Hello up there!
Send out Tribune!
Glad you could throw them off the trail Tribune.
Give us the lizard! We know you don't want him.
Tribune's not here!
Try and get around that you slugs!
Can't you keep your big mouth shut?
- Nice shot Marguerite. - Take that reptile!
Shut it.
We're going to need more ammo.
You call that a game?
We take our games very seriously.
Nothing like the imminent possibility of death to focus the mind.
Well we could just wait and...
maybe it will leave through boredom or hunger.
No telling how long that'll take.
So stupid getting separated from my rifle.
But I did have to use both hands to examine the specimen.
Its okay I understand.
Maybe you could kill it with your knife?
What if I miss?
Then we're stuck up here with no weapon at all.
I'm open to suggestions.
He set us up again.
Oh Marguerite what are friends for.
Go crawl back under whatever rock it was you came from.
Do try not to be so impetuous.
Just go.
Oh I wish it were that simple but you must return with me.
You're out of your mind.
I should have thought that were obvious.
Why would we go back with you?
To defeat Centuria of course...
since she now controls the entire lizard supply of gunpowder.
And you people are responsible.
Well, after all, it was Challenger who divulged the formula.
How dare you blame Challenger.
You made him give up the formula.
So?
Pterodactyl nest.
Let's hope there's at least one egg in there.
Let's hope mama stays out for a while.
Any luck?
Chow time.
It's working Veronica. Come on, let's get out of here.
You held us prisoner remember?
And you forced Challenger to give up the formula.
Yeah, and then you made up hundreds of pounds...
of gunpowder and trapped us in that little ambush of yours at the bridge.
Where Summerlee disappeared.
Details, details we have a crisis...
and the only question here is whether or not...
you people are going to do the right thing.
Centuria's ambition knows no bounds...
and if we don't stop her she will enslave this entire plateau.
Isn't that what you lizards always try to do?
Frankly, Centuria's ambition makes me look like a slacker.
- What are you proposing? - Roxton don't encourage him.
I knew you'd come through. Lord Roxton you're a man of honor.
Don't press your luck.
We would rather not hurt you Lord Roxton.
How do you know my name?
There are many things we know care of ...
Tribune's conversations with the Empress Centuria.
Captain Tark.
Oh this is Tark,
Captain of Centuria's elite palace guard.
The pleasures all mine.
Personally,
I'm delighted you eluded the hunting party.
Surely you didn't come all this way just to congratulate me.
- Why are you here? - The Empress ...
needs the human who knows how to make gunpowder.
Why?
Centuria's chemist already has the formula.
Yes and he's taken it to his grave with him.
That's funny because the man you're looking for isn't here.
I fail to see the humor in that.
Oh Marguerite such a clever ploy ...
but you mustn't lie to the good Captain here.
You seek the legendary scientist.
Don't be shy Professor Challenger.
But...
How could you?
I had no choice Marguerite.
To go after Centuria you've put us all in danger.
On the contrary, it was the only way to save all our lives.
Well I'm glad I could do my bit.
The only thing keeping us alive now is that Tark...
believes you know how to make gunpowder.
And when he finds out I'm not Challenger?
If these troops ever realize you're not Challenger...
we're dead.
What can you tell us about this Captain Tark?
What can we expect?
No wait I want to hear more about Centuria.
Marguerite can we just stick to the point.
Something smells funny here.
I can understand her feeling threatened by Tribune ...
but this definitely feels more personal.
So ...
were you friends?
Friendship is not a particularly lizard-like quality.
That's right, the lone wolf.
Although we are capable of sharing a moment,
as you well remember.
Back to Centuria.
We share, what you would call, a past.
Before she met the Emperor.
I go off to defend the outlying territories she becomes Empress.
Best thing that ever happened to her...
yet she blames me wants to punish me.
There are some things I will never understand.
Don't look at me.
There are some things we're not meant to understand.
Maybe she's just a little insecure. She needs to consolidate her power.
There is nothing insecure about Centuria.
She's positively ruthless in pursuit of her wants.
Then we really must escape out of here.
Dawn will be the best time...
when lizards are not at their best.
Oh my God Challenger.
Malone! Marguerite! Roxton!
Veronica over here.
What's a lizard doing all the way out here?
Nothing good I'll wager.
Tribune?
There are a lot of them.
And a wagon.
It doesn't look good, we better go after them.
I'll go on up and get more ammunition.
Come on get on your feet.
Captain Tark?
Go see what she wants.
Oh Captain Tark?
Never mind.
What is it?
Umm look its personal.
This is sort of embarrassing but...
could you escort me to those bushes over there?
What?
Why?
I really need to go. I'm a little shy, all these men.
Can't you just turn around?
I wouldn't expect someone as powerful as you to understand this
but it will only take a minute, I promise.
This is ridiculous.
I would be a fool to try and escape from someone like you.
All right but promise me you'll hurry.
I promise Captain.
The rest of you, you stay back.
Thank you.
- Put your weapons down! - Shoot them!
Fire and your Captains dead!
Fire, that's an order!
Hold your fire!
You can kill me but my men will kill all of you.
Not such a good idea.
When Centuria learns you killed the only man...
with the formula for gunpowder...
death will be the easy way out.
What do you propose?
Hand me the sword Roxton.
If you insist.
Here's the deal. You pay attention.
Because it's a one time offer.
We will accompany you to the city Captain Tark...
but not as prisoners as emissaries ...
going to Centuria voluntarily.
And I will freely share all my knowledge with the Empress.
Why should I trust you?
Because you don't have a choice.
And your way we're all dead out here in the open...
my way you're still a hero.
We will walk into the city side by side.
And in case you have any doubts...
I will still have a knife in your back.
They stopped here last night...
six maybe seven lizards.
Our friends must be in the wagon, prison wagon no doubt.
We have to catch them before they reach the Capital.
How long do you reckon we've got?
Not long enough.
Why is he still alive?
He managed to elude the hunting party.
- I thought that... - Must I do everything myself?
Why are they not shackled?
Because we are not prisoners.
We come willingly Centuria.
They speak...
even when not spoken to.
Well, she...they promised that they would behave.
And here we are good as our word.
Once Captain Tark informed me of your little ...
gunpowder situation ...
- I prevailed upon... - I've had enough...
of your help Tribune.
Yes, he can be so tedious don't you think?
Not that all men aren't it's that Tribune is so much more trying.
I brought him back as a gift to you.
Do what you want with him.
Take him out kill him.
Well, yes you could...
that would be such a waste. For all of his annoyance he is...
occasionally amusing...
even helpful.
He did get the famous Professor Challenger to...
agree to help rebuild your stocks of gunpowder.
I thought you'd be older.
That's what makes his reputation all the more remarkable.
Really? You overestimate me.
And you think this entitles you to the gift of your freedom?
Well an outright gift seems overly generous.
But the chance for freedom...
that's interesting.
Why not make him a gladiator?
Marguerite?
Why not,
that way you'll provide us with some amusement.
Guards take Tribune to the arena.
- Sorry. - Hmmm goody.
And show Professor Challenger to the laboratory.
Whatever supplies you need shall be brought to you.
You know this could take some time.
Let's hope it doesn't take too long, for your sake.
You will stay with me in my imperial chambers.
There is much we can learn from each other.
That leaves him.
Empress.
Lord Roxton is a great hunter.
He is a brave and heroic warrior.
He sounds like trouble. Kill him.
You can't kill him!
In this city I can do anything I want.
Of course, all I meant was...
it would be such a waste again.
Imagine a gladiator with Lord Roxton's skills.
He will live as long as he wins in the arena.
Take him away.
Up you lazy bums.
Get out!
Keep coming.
Come on get moving. Choose your weapon.
Come on! Out of there! Move it, move it!
Where did all these people come from?
The lizards are misfits the humans prisoners...
captured in battle slaves fighting for their freedom.
- Like him. - Shut up you two.
Take this.
Tomorrow, the Empress Centuria has decreed...
that the games will continue until only one survivor's left...
and he will gain his freedom.
Interesting.
Professor?
Fascinating.
Professor Challenger?
What is it? Can't you see I'm trying to concentrate?
Yes, yes, but the Empress Centuria has demanded ...
to see a demonstration by the end of the day.
Really?
Yes those were her orders.
Sometimes these things...
take their own sweet time, you tell her that.
Well she won't like it.
You can't just schedule science like a railroad.
Can I tell her that we're ordering supplies?
Tell her anything you wish.
Good, good, good what supplies will you need sir?
Damn it man.
- Sulfur, - Oh, yes.
- Charcoal. - Yes, yes, yes.
And you know...
supplies.
Right yes good supplies
yes, yes, yes.
We'll have a better chance after dark.
'Till then we better stay out of sight.
I predict this will be the start of a wonderful friendship.
I'd like that.
You've done very well for yourself.
I know how hard it can be for a woman in power.
With you at my right hand,
there are no limits to what I could achieve.
That's true.
The things we could share,
once I have the Professor's formula.
Challenger says these things take time.
Science is so unpredictable.
You're too soft.
It's a human failing.
This coffee is cold get another pot.
Your smile is most charming Marguerite...
but you must learn to use the whip as well.
You've handled one before?
Your friend is handsome enough, for a human.
Lord Roxton has many attractive qualities.
I thought that this was practice.
He tried to kill me. Why are they trying to kill each other?
Not kill simply trying to injure their opponents...
weaken them for tomorrows games.
Charming.
What's all this talking?
We were discussing strategy.
Strategy?
There's no strategy...
when your opponents down you finish him off.
Right.
Eh ...
it's a dog eat dog world.
How very human of you Lord Roxton.
This is promising sir?
Sir?
Grind some more charcoal.
Right. How long will it take to...
well, fine tune the experiment?
As long as it takes.
The Empress insists on seeing a demonstration tonight.
Whatever.
Very good sir.
Wait a minute, Potassium Nitrate. That's it...
the third ingredient. It reacts with the oxygen...
which feeds the explosion.
It's a white powder.
Oh, yes, yes, yes.
Centuria wants a demonstration...
we'll give her a demonstration.
Lord Roxton ...
you have shown us something quite surprising ...
by saving the life of Tribune.
I did? What of it?
Apparently without a thought of the risk to yourself.
Oh Lord Roxton is full of surprises.
As am I.
I'm curious to see if your tactics work in combat.
I can assure you from my own experience they do.
Experience with humans.
I fear in the heat of battle...
a lizard could easily forget his teammate.
So I have a plan. You and your teammate...
Tribune, will be chained together.
Your tactics will be put to a stern test.
Good luck.
What do you think that is?
Judging by the smell it's a beer wagon.
We can't wait any longer. We've got to get the others.
Let's hope the beer wagon hasn't proved to be too popular.
Come with me.
Hold the top one.
Challenger, I'd buy you a drink but we better get moving.
But which way?
Move along you worm,
back to your dungeon.
Dungeon that sounds promising.
Tomorrow you'll be fighting for your Empress' glory.
Get up you worthless dog.
Roxton!
How can you eat that slop?
Big day tomorrow, you'll need all your strength...
teammate.
Don't you start.
Roxton is that you?
Challenger? What are you doing here?
- Where's Marguerite? - Doing just fine as usual.
That woman's resourcefulness is an inspiration to us all.
Oh it certainly gives us something to think about.
You all right?
Yeah I'm doing fine but you need to find Malone.
- Where is he? - He's around here somewhere.
Centuria thinks he's you Challenger, expects him to make gunpowder.
Gunpowder well that shouldn't be too difficult.
Not for the real you.
The Empress is very interested in your progress Professor.
Well it's important to understand that...
the success of the formula depends on...
the purity and strength of the ingredients.
Quit stalling.
Why don't we see what you can do then we'll talk.
Well I can't be sure of the quality of the local ingredients.
These things take time.
I don't want excuses. I want results.
Very well then here goes nothing.
Ha! Now we're getting somewhere.
Make sure you're there by tomorrow.
After the gladiators in my chambers...
fail there and you'll be disposed of.
Roxton are you awake.
Roxton!
You're looking well.
Marvelous, I do love the uniform.
Do you mind?
Are you all right? Have they fed you?
Oh dinner was delicious.
Tribune! We would like a moment's privacy.
Why this sudden outpouring of concern?
Centuria has asked me to be her strategic advisor.
She promised that position to me!
Well that was quick, even for you.
Surely you're not asking my permission?
Why shouldn't Marguerite save her own skin?
You truly amaze me you know.
Do you have any human blood in you at all?
It would put me in a position...
- to help you and Malone. - Yes, well you best do it quickly
we can't wait too long.
How are we ever going to find Malone's lab?
Shhhh
- Which way do you think it is? - This way.
How... how do you know for sure?
Fainted smell of burnt sulfur. It's either Malone
or the gateway to hell.
Stop, no, no, no, you can't come in here.
- Challenger - Challenger?
Nighty night.
Challenger am I ever glad to see you.
And what about me?
And you of course.
But right now I need to find out about gunpowder.
Centuria wants a demonstration in her chambers later this afternoon.
Elementary my dear Malone.
It's a simple compound made up of three ingredients:
Sulfur, Charcoal...
And Potassium Nitrate I know that...
but what about the proportions?
Oh what passes for education in America these days?
- The proportions are. - But it's not that simple.
We can't just give Centuria the formula.
Of course not. Now don't worry ...
we'll cook up a demonstration that will knock ...
her little webbed socks off.
For your valor I salute you.
We who are about to die salute you!
Lord Roxton,
I'm most eager to see your strategy in action.
Let the combat commence.
It's going to be along day.
Come on.
Don't you just love this...
and all for our own private pleasure.
Come on Tribune!
Well Lord Roxton, your teamwork is very successful.
Thank you.
However...
it has given us a problem.
I promised to spare the life of one gladiator...
but I have two victors.
Centuria this is not time to quibble over words.
- One . Two. - You two must fight to the death.
Centuria?
One life is all I'm in the mood to grant today.
We fought as a team.
We live or die as a team.
Guards! Hunt them down like dogs and kill them!
come on!
Let's go see Challenger's gunpowder test.
This way, we'll sneak through the sewers get out of the city.
No I'm not going without Malone, Marguerite or the others.
You want to sneak back into the palace?
Well why didn't we just let Centuria's guards kill us in the arena?
How do you even know Marguerite wants to leave?
I'll take that chance.
Not feeling lucky Tribune?
You know sometimes Lord Roxton ...
you presume on our friendship.
Well?
You will not be disappointed today, Empress.
I sincerely hope not.
Why don't I leave you here and lead the guards in...
search for insubordinate gladiators.
Leave that to the guards that's why we have them.
You're sure?
Enjoy the show.
See how confident the Professor is?
Not only have I perfected the formula...
I've already begun production. Watch.
That's it?
This is the fearsome explosive?
That was just a preliminary test to show you how ...
sharp and clean the gunpowder burns now.
I don't want these pops and farts I want power!
As you wish Empress.
Well, where are they?
I thought you knew how this palace was laid out?
The bitch redecorated.
- Sorry. - Come on.
Now Empress,
Marguerite, get ready.
This way.
Come on Malone.
We haven't got much time before those guards...
Veronica! Challenger! What are you doing here?
Saving Malone.
Which is more than you tried to do.
Stop them Marguerite!
Centuria? Stay back!
- We're leaving. - Get up!
See, two heads are better than one.
I knew I never should have trusted a weak willed human.
Roxton!
You wouldn't know this Empress but a lady always...
leaves a dance with the man who brought her.
- Everyone all right? - Were fine.
You okay Roxton?
Yes.
Can we leave the welcome wagon till later. Let's get out of here.
What about Centuria?
Humans.
Tribune after all we've meant to each other.
Ah you look as delicious as ever my love.
I shall savor every mouthful.
Well that gives new meaning to the words good enough to eat.
- Thank you Challenger. - Yes thank you
- though I could have separated us. - Oh really?
Of course I would have chewed your hand off.
- Well thank you very much. - Well it would have grown again.
Afraid not.
Really?
Humans don't have the ability to regenerate lost body parts.
You have so many evolutionary shortcomings.
Oh we're not without our advantages.
Admit it, without our help you'd still be Centuria's prisoner.
- Now you have your throne back. - If I must...
I must.
Be careful with those!
- Our humble apologies sire. - Sire.
Besides who else would have it. Marguerite?
Fraid not Tribune.
Wise choice Marguerite. Lizards are two reptilian,
even for you.
I'll take that as a compliment.
Yes,
I think it will take...
someone like me to control them.
Which just leaves one question?
Who will control you?
Marguerite?
If I must, I must.