(COMPUTERS TABULATING)
(MAN OVER P.A.) This is Alpha Control.
Zero minus seven minutes and holding.
Delay caused by difficulty with liquid oxygen loading valve.
Zero minus seven minutes and holding.
(LOW CHATTERING)
(MAN OVER P A.) TV satellite control, take over.
Ladies and gentlemen, today, the first of what may be
as many as 10 million families per year,
is setting out on its epic voyage into man's newest frontier
for colonization, deep space.
Reaching out into other worlds from
our desperately overcrowded planet,
a series of deep-th rust telescopic probes into neighboring galaxies
have conclusively established Alpha Centauri
as the one planet within the range of our technology,
able to furnish ideal conditions for human existence.
The space family, selected from more than 2 million volunteers,
for its unique balance of scientific achievement, emotional stability,
and pioneer resourcefulness, will spend the 98 years of their voyage
frozen into the state of suspended animation.
(ALL SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGES)
(TABULATING)
(MAN OVER P.A.) This is Alpha Control.
We are at six minutes, 40 seconds,
and holding.
We have encountered an electrical power failure in our computer,
at the Bermuda tracking station.
Six minutes, 40 seconds and holding.
(COMPUTERS CONTINUE TABULATING)
This is Alpha Control resuming countdown.
We are at six minutes, 40 seconds and counting.
Power has been restored at our Bermuda tracking station,
six minutes, 30 seconds and counting.
The spaceship's electronic brain will take over for the balance
of the century-long hibernation,
during which it will be traveling at
the almost unimaginable speed of light.
Here now is the Gemini 12,
the culmination of nearly 40 years of intensive research,
and the most sophisticated piece of hardware
yet devised by the mind of man.
Bold in concept, brilliant in execution,
this most delicate, yet most colossal of instruments,
makes possible man's thrust into deep space,
and will, in approximately five minutes,
set out on its quest for a new world.
Heading the expedition will be Dr. John Robinson,
Professor of Astrophysics at the University of Stellar Dynamics,
now seen on your screen.
With him, marking the first time in history
that anyone but an adult male has passed
the International Space Administration's grueling
physical and emotional screening for intergalactic flight,
will be his wife, Dr. Maureen Robinson,
the distinguished biochemist of
the New Mexico College of Space Medicine.
Their daughter, Judith, aged 19,
who has rather heroically postponed
all hopes for a career in the musical comedy field,
for the next two centuries, at least.
Their son, Will, who recently was graduated
from the Camdo Canyon School of Science,
at the age of nine with the highest average in the school's history.
And their daughter, Penny, age 11, l.Q., 147,
hobby, zoology.-
Their assistant, Dr. Donald West,
graduate student from the Center for Radio Astronomy,
is the same young man who last year rocked the scientific world
with his theory regarding other planets' fitness for human habitation.
(BEEPING RAPIDLY)
Electromagnetic miracles now come into play.
This cosmic glow, induced through
the genius of advanced technology,
will put the Robinson family in a state of limbo,
enabling them to make a lifetime flight while aging but a second,
in the time of man.
From this moment on, the Family Robinson and their assistant,
are in a state of suspended animation,
which is to last for the next 98 years.
And now... (TELEPHONE RINGS)
One moment, please.
TV ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
the president of the United States.
Fellow Americans, friends all over the world,
upon the success of this mission,
will depend whether the explosive increase of population on this planet,
will ultimately lead to a disaster
from which none will be exempt,
or to a new dawn of plenty for all of humanity.
None can predict the outcome of this
audacious venture to the very stars.
To those who have staked their lives
upon this bold expansion of man's horizons,
I humbly say, "Go in peace."
The prayers of mankind are with you.
(MAN OVER P.A.) This is Alpha Control.
Countdown minus 19 seconds and counting.
AH systems are green and go.
Countdown minus 10 seconds.
Eight, seven, six,
five, four, three,
two, one, zero.
Blastoff!
AH systems here at Alpha Control are green and go.
The trajectory now profiles properly.
The spaceship is climbing correctly to plan.
ls now passing the point of maximum dynamic pressure.
If it holds its present attitude, it will reach perfect orbit.
The fantastic acceleration needed to break out of the Earth's gravity,
has apparently not affected the well-being of our space travelers.
Here at Alpha Control, remote readings appear normal
with no indication of change.
Medical telemeters show ail members of the Robinson family
are safe and well,
still in their total blackout of suspended animation
during this fantastic acceleration,
whose pressures would be unbearable otherwise.
(COMPUTERS HUMMING)
An unpredicted rain of meteors
traveling at speeds of up to 25,000 miles an hour,
have converged in a giant elliptical form a thousand miles in diameter,
immediately ahead of the spaceship.
(BEEPING RAPIDLY)
Gemini 12, traveling at 18,400 miles per hour,
cannot be shifted fast enough in its preset flight pattern
to make total escape possible.
(ELECTRICAL ARCING)
(RAPID BEEPING)
Gemini 12s fantastic ability to regenerate its own damage controls,
is now the last hope for the safety of the Robinson family,
and the success of the flight.
Heat telemeters here at Alpha Control,
show an outbreak of fire in back of all the controls in the spaceship.
Unless fire extinguishing apparatus functions properly,
and control regeneration occurs immediately,
all hope for the Gemini is now gone.
(INDISTINCT WHIRRING)
(HUMMING)
Alpha Control's final analysis on Gemini 12's flight
indicates unhappily that the spaceship has either been destroyed,
or must be presumed lost in space.
(INDISTINCT WHIRRING CONTINUES)
(CRASH)
(JOHN THINKING) December 3 in the year 2001.
None of us knows for sure how long we traveled in suspended animation.
Our atomic clock indicates three and a half years, but we're not positive.
We do know for a fact that it is now
exactly six months since our landing,
on this unknown planet.
Thank heaven we survived that terrible crash,
which completely disabled the spaceship.
We are hopeful of its eventual repair
and our ability to use it again.
Meanwhile, all goes reasonably well.
WILL: Hey! Hey, come back here! We've established a base camp,
domesticated some of the local animals and cultivated a small farm.
Debbie.
WILL: Hey, come on back!
Come back here when I say, "Come back here!"
Children.
Wait till Daddy gets home.
Come back here!
Hey, come on. Come back! Please? Come back!
Mom, when are they coming home?
Well, let's see.
They were due back a half an hour ago.
You don't think anything happened?
Oh, no. Of course not.
JOHN: I hope the instruments are okay.
This wind might have smashed everything.
DON: The wind is stronger.
It's getting colder.
(WIND WHISTLING)
Look at this thing. By the day after tomorrow,
the temperature'll drop 150 below zero.
What'll we do?
We're gonna have to head south, but fast.
Abandon the spaceship?
What if it's finally spotted by some passing rocket?
They'll televise the picture back to Earth.
Oh, yeah. That's great.
A picture showing no signs of life, no survivors.
Don, I'd rather not be found at all if I had
to be picked up by a pair of ice tongs.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
You don't suppose we could just button up the hatches
and stick it out inside the spaceship, do ya?
We'd freeze to death.
Take my word for it. Even if we could insulate well enough,
the solar batteries would never stand the drain.
It's moving day, Dr. West.
Wait a minute. There's one gauge we oughta check,
just to see how much time we do have.
Look.
That couldn't be.
It is.
A footprint. Not of a man.
Of a something that walks on two feet.
Only five times as big as anything we ever thought of as human.
Giants? Come on, Doc.
Let's go. I don't want to leave the family alone
a second longer than necessary.
(GROWLING)
(GASPING)
I don't believe it.
Neither do I. But let's get out of here.
(CREATURE GRUNTS)
Don!
(ELECTRICAL ARCING)
(CHUCKLING) How's it coming? Pretty good.
(SIGHS)
Don't pick too many, dear.
JUDY: I won't, Mother.
(BEEPING)
Hey, Mom, I got it working!
What?
The radio telescope.
Did you locate Dad?
I'm not so sure.
Can't you talk to him?
I've got a picture. No sound.
What do you see?
See something?
(GROANS)
Holy cow, it is! A giant!
MAUREEN: Let me look again. (EXHALES)
Did either of them take a gun with them?
What's wrong?
What is it? I don't know yet.
Well, then, why are you talking about guns?
Mom, we've got to do something. They'll be killed if we don't.
Now, Judy, please. Just calm down.
There's nothing we can do except wait.
Oh, yes, there is.
Will.
Will, you come back here, you hear me? Will!
Will!
There's no other way out.
I'd better take another look.
No! Wait!
Wait for what? Till we starve to death?
We're safe in here. If we get him any madder,
he'll tear this mountain apart.
Sorry, Doc.
(LOW GROWLING)
(SCREECHES)
Guess I didn't help matters much, did I?
We know he can feel pain.
Yeah. And he knows we're hiding in here.
(CONTINUES GROWLING)
Look out!
(ROARS)
(SCREECHES)
WILL: Dad! Dad!
Will! Will!
Dad! Will!
Dad, I killed the giant! I killed him!
You sure did.
Will, what are you doin' here?
I saw you in trouble over the scope, so I...
So you thought you'd come and save us'?
And you did save us.
Now, I want you to promise me something on your word of honor.
Yes, sir.
When I tell you to stay and protect the family,
don't you ever leave your post again, understand?
If we're gonna survive, we must follow orders.
And that goes for all of us.
There may be other giants around.
Here. Put this on.
There you go.
Ah! Not as big as you thought you were, huh?
Uh-uh. All right. Let's move.
Come on.
Come on, kids. Keep movin'. I want us out of here in the next five minutes.
(WIND WHISTLING)
Let's go. I want us to get out of here as quickly as we can.
All right.
Children. Come on, now. Let's go.
Will, where's Penny? Where's your sister?
She was riding on the turtle, she and the Bloop.
Then all of a sudden, she was gone.
Where did she go?
I don't know. I turned around, and she wasn't there anymore.
Oh! Don't worry. I'll find her.
Penny!
Penny! Penny!
Listen, Don. When that blizzard hits,
which may be sooner than we expect,
the temperature's gonna drop about
60 degrees in less than half an hour.
The moment it hits 10 below, I want you to take off by way of the inland sea.
Wouldn't we be better off going by land?
We'd have to go through the giants' valley, and that's too risky,
especially after that close call we had this morning.
Doc, I'm not gonna take off without you.
Whether I come back or not.
(ENGINE REVVING)
Don't worry.
(WIND WHISTLING)
I'm cold. If I catch pneumonia from this,
they're never ever gonna let me play with either of you again.
I knew turtles were stubborn, but I thought you'd have more sense than to run away.
Now we're all lost.
(DEBBIE CHITTERING)
Hey, come back here! We'd better stick together, or none of us will get home.
Come on, Debbie. Come on. Good girl.
Oh, Daddy!
Daddy.
Daddy! Daddy!
Oh, Daddy, I was so frightened.
It's all right.
There's nothing to be frightened of. It's all right.
Oh, I'm cold.
I'll bet you are.
Nine below. One more degree, and they'll leave without us.
Come on. Piggyback.
Come on, Debbie. Come on.
Come on.
All right?
Yeah. Okay. Hang on, now.
Okay.
(DEBBIE CHITTERING)
(CHITTERING CONTINUES)
How do you like it?
Oh, it's great.
How's the Bloop?
Oh, fine.
It won't be long.
Will? WILL: Coming!
I had to get my tester.
MAUREEN: Okay, dear. In you go.
We can't leave without Daddy and Penny. We just can't!
We have to. We'll all die if we don't.
Don, please.
Just a few more minutes.
You think I like to leave without them?
When Dr. Robinson said 10 below zero,
he didn't just pick a number out of a hat.
That's the deadline, with the emphasis on "dead," if we don't stick to it.
No! No! I'm not leaving without them.
Don't start the motor! I'm warning you!
Oh, Judy, please stop it!
We're not going without them!
Mom, look!
(EXHALES)
Don, take the gun hatch just in case.
(ROARING)
(CONTINUES ROARING)
JOHN: Don, fire!
(SCREECHES)
(CHITTERING)
(CHITTERING CONTINUES)
I wonder how cold it is back at the spaceship now.
Too cold. Oh, no.
What's the matter?
Those big boulders didn't do the power unit any good.
How long to fix?
A couple hours, anyway.
I don't know how safe it is, but we'd better camp here.
(WILL ON GUITAR)
Alas, my love you do me wrong
To cast me out "discouragely"
And I have loved you so long
Delighting in thy company
Green sleeves is my delight
How are you ever gonna dress like a lady if you don't hold still? Oh!
I'm glad Dad decided to camp here.
Yeah.
All the comforts of home.
Home was never like this.
Alas, my love you do me wrong
To cast me out "discouragely"
And I have loved you so long
Delighting in thy company
Mom, Dad, betcha don't know what I saw.
What?
Judy and Don. He was kissing her on the hand like this.
Bet he picked up a million germs.
Well, Penny, dear, young people sometimes have ways of doing things,
which, to wiser heads such as you and I,
may seem a little strange.
In other words, I should mind my own business?
That's right.
I thought so.
(LAUGHING)
I do find it hard to think of Judy as anything but a child.
Well, considering the population implosion up here,
we can't very well ask her to play the field, now, can we?
No. That's right.
Now I know the one scientific specialty we didn't bring from Earth.
What's that?
A marriage counselor.
For them?
Who else?
(THUNDERCLAP)
Power D-F.
Powering One-W now.
(ELECTRICAL ARCING)
Try W-Two.
W-Two.
(THUNDERCLAP)
We must find a cave for protection.
We'll be killed if we don't. Seat belts on, huh?
MAUREEN: They're all set.
I'll switch when clear, Doc.
JOHN: All right. Hold it steady, then.
(THUNDERCLAPS)
What kind of a place is this?
JUDY: Well, it looks like a big cave.
Let's take a look.
PENNY: It's a city!
There are no cities out here, for cryin' out loud.
Then what is it?
Some sort of geological accident.
How do I know? Ask Don. My field's electronics.
Well, pardon me.
It looks almost like some sort of a...
A kind of a castle.
You don't suppose there's somebody still living here?
We'll soon find out. Don, save the flares.
We'll need 'em later.
I'll get the flashlights.
Debbie. Come on, Debbie.
We'll see if it's safe enough to spend the night.
Stay with us, now.
Now, watch this.
Lights? Yeah. Here.
DON: Will.
WILL: Here.
Thank you.
Everybody all right back there?
Debbie, where are you? Debbie?
Are you in here?
Debbie? Debbie!
Debbie, where are you?
Hey. Penny!
Penny, come on out!
Penny?
Debbie?
Hey. Penny!
Will, Debbie's gone!
You women are always gettin' lost.
Debbie! Debbie, where are you?
Are you here?
Hey, look. Pictures.
We have no time for those.
I've got to find Debbie.
Wow.
Debbie!
Penny, help!
Will, are you hurt?
Stop fussing. I'm all right.
Then get up.
Where are we? I don't know.
(SCREAMS)
(DOOR CREAKING)
We're trapped! Help! (SCREAMS)
Will? Penny?
Look at this.
Will? Penny?
(WHISTLES)
I guess they wandered into another room. Come on.
(KNOCKING)
Shh. Listen.
Will?
BOTH: We're here!
DON: Are you okay? Yeah. I'm all right.
PENNY: But look, Don!
The door is closing!
We're trapped!
Earthquake!
Don!
Judy?
Will? Don?
DON: John!
Penny!
Where are ya?
John! Don!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING) DON: We're over here!
(SCREECHES)
Hold on. Hold on.
Penny!
Don!
Penny!
Don!
We're here!
WILL: We're here! We're here!
Judy! Don!
DON: In here! JUDY: In here!
MAUREEN: Judy!
Don!
JOHN: Stand back!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
MAUREEN: Judy!
(JUDY AND PENNY SHRIEK)
MAUREEN: Judy!
(CHITTERING)
All right! Push!
Okay!
Throw a hand to it! PENNY: Hard!
JOHN: Push it! Push it out!
Hurry UP!
(SCREECHING)
(JOHN THINKING) December 5 in the year 2001.
The attack of the fearful lightning bolts,
followed by the equally terrible earthquake, frightened all of us.
We're still puzzled by the strange signs of civilization
we found in the cave.
Either this unknown planet once sheltered human life,
or mysterious beings still lurk in shadows,
watching us this very minute.
Perhaps, one day, we will return to the cave and learn more.
Right now, we fee! lucky to be alive and are bending every effort
to reach the inland sea, our last barrier to the great tropics,
that promises warmth and peace.
It's working! Let's see.
Don, look! It's working!
I told you you could do it.
Will, you'd better get back there and fasten your seat belt.
Well, there it is, the inland sea.
Hang on. It's a long way across.
Come on, now, kids. Sit down.
Penny, could you get me one of those protein pills, please?
Mom gave us the last one before we started out.
I'm sorry, dear.
We have some coffee pills. Shall I heat one for you?
I'm not about to fall asleep.
Will, if we're not on Mars, you tell us where we are.
I don't know for sure yet. We might even be on Cerberus.
(THUNDERCLAP)
What's wrong?
It won't respond!
(THUNDERCLAPS CONTINUE)
We're not getting any power!
Must be a loose connection to the solar batteries!
(CHITTERING)
I'll go up and see if I can fix 'em.
Now?
We can't risk it.
Have to. Without power, we'll capsize.
It's too late! We're right in the middle of it!
Doc, we can't wait!
John, you know he's right.
All right. Go ahead. I'll try to hold her steady.
Will, stand in the hatch and hand me what I need.
Okay.
Judy, up front. Take over the scope.
(THUNDERCLAP)
Give me the solar wrench!
WILL: Here it is!
Don!
We're heading straight for a whirlpool!
Don says there's a whirlpool up ahead.
Judy, check the scope. See what it reads.
We have no choice! We must cut to the left!
I can't move it!
MAUREEN: We've lost control!
I've almost got it! Wait one minute!
One minute, I've got it.
John, look! There it is!
I can't even get it into reverse.
(SCREAMING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
Get Don back in here and close the hatch!
Don?
Don! Don!
He's gone. He's gone!
Don! Judy, stay here!
Don!
Can you handle these?
Don?
Don! Don!
Don!
Stop it!
Oh! He's gone!
JUDY: Don! He's gone!
It's gotta let up soon.
Help!
JUDY: Don!
We thought you were dead. Oh, Don!
Not dead. Just half-drowned.
Try the power unit again. I managed to make a connection.
Maureen, check the scope for the nearest landfall.
All right, everybody. Hang on!
Here we go!
(JOHN THINKING) December 8 in the year 2001.
Our great adventure in the wild sea is now happily behind us.
At last, we've reached the tropics.
The weather is warm, the vegetation lush,
and the stillness of the air promises peaceful days.
Yet so much has happened in our short stay on this strange planet,
that we take nothing for granted.
We've experienced dangers unknown by earthbound men.
We breathe easily now, but only for the moment.
Our every instinct tells us there are wild,
wonderful adventures just ahead.