"[Man Narrating] Last week, John Robinson, father of the first family to attempt colonization of outer space found himself helplessly adrift when his line snapped while trying to repair navigational equipment." "It is now shortly thereafter as Maureen Robinson desperately tries to reach her husband before he slips farther off into the trackless void of outer space." "[ Beeping]" "It's a comet." "It's headed our way." "Is it going to hit us?" "It won't have to." "Even if it misses us by 5,000 miles, its heat could shrivel us to a crisp in nothing flat." "Can't you change our flight path?" "With your parents outside?" "Their lines would go like that." "How long?" "We can wait maybe about four minutes." "[Don ] John, there's a comet headed our way." "How far?" "I'd say we have a little over three minutes." "[John] That should he time enough to fix the scanner." "Leave that for later." "No." "Now." "That's why I came out here in the first place." "The last time I reprogrammed you, you ran wild." "Almost wrecked the ship with me in it!" "But we can't have any more of that, you know." "You will respond to my voice orders only hereafter if you want us to stay friends." "And you do need a friend, you know, just as much as I do." "It's getting too close for comfort." "How much longer?" "Coming down now." "It's jammed!" "Heat's expanded the metal!" "Can you get in the air lock and open the hatch from the inside?" "It's jammed out here." "Right." "[Don ] Can't budge it from here either." "Don." "If you can't open that hatch in a few seconds, get back in the ship, start the rockets and get out of here!" "[Don] You don't really expect me to do that." "[ John ] You don't have any choice." "Don, please." "Start the ship." "[ Don] I'll have this open in a minute." "Don, do you hear me?" "You've got to forget about us." "Somethings got to be done about the comfort control system." "Where's the major?" "In the air lock." "Mother and Dad are still trapped out there, and the comet's getting closer." "Comet?" "The major shouldn't be in the air lock." "He should be in here trying to get us out of this inferno before we burn up!" "Don, what about the fire extinguishers?" "Maybe they can cool off the hatch." "Good boy." "Tell Dr. Smith to get the big one up from below." "Tel!" "him to hurry." "I'm coming in." "Rogen" "You heard what he said." "The big fire extinguisher." "Will, do you think they're still alive?" "Sure, Penny." "They've gotta be." "[Machines Whirring] [Chattering]" "As of this moment, 1800 hours, October 21, 1997, all efforts to restore communication with Jupiter 2 and America's first space family have been unsuccessful." "Last reports from Jupiter's automatic systems before all communication ceased indicate that extensive damage may have been caused by premature activation of the spaceships environmental control robot." "It is now believed that the tragic fate of the Jupiter 2 and its occupants may well be the result of sabotage an the part of an agent of a foreign power." "I'd better go down and see what's keeping him." "They're not moving." "[Will] Feel that heat." "The comet's closer." "Oh, hurry, Don." "Hurry." "Hope you children are more familiar with the navigation of this ship than lam." "Why?" "Well, if the heat out there should affect our pilot..." "Do you always have to say things like that?" "[ Penny] Do you think she's all right?" "[John ] Here, set her down." "Don, get us out of here!" "Maureen!" "Maureen!" "Maureen." "Maureen." "Was I..." "Oh, was I really out there?" "You really were, darling." "All right." "Let's just see how much you've learned." "Turn left." "Now stop." "Extend right arm." "Extend left arm." "Excellent" ""Excellent" does not compute." "Extend right claw." "Very good." "I know." "It does not compute." "A little more homework this evening, my friend, and we shall be able to take over this whole expedition and return immediately to our native soil." "Crush." "[Laughs]" "Beautiful." "[John Thinking] October 21st in the Earth year 1997." "Somewhere in space." "We've come to the end of the first 24 hours of the voyage and all are in good health including our, uh increasingly annoying extra passenger, Dr. Smith." "As yet, we have no inkling of our true position." "The period during which we traveled m hyperdrive beyond the speed of light could have carried us through space and time to almost any part of the galaxy." "Now, as Major West continues to search for some clue to our present location, there's little for any of us to do but rest and wait and hope." "I thought you might like this." "Thank you." "Any luck?" "[Sighs] Not yet." "Shouldn't you be getting some sleep?" "I can't close my eyes." "Not until we know something." "You'll be getting pretty sleepy." "That could almost be the great galaxy of Andromeda, couldn't it?" "Yeah." "Although, from where we sit, it could almost be anything." "Funny how easy it was to identify the galaxies back at school." "We used to just sit there and rattle them off." "Do you wanna go home, Judy?" "I never did like school." "[ Male Voice] Nor lose possession..." "[ Penny ] Come in." "[ Man On Tape ] "Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade" ""When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st." ""So long as men can breathe--." Shakespeare?" "Shakespeare." "Good night, sweet." "Good night, Dad." "[ Knocking] Come in." "Well, I thought you'd be asleep by now." "I've been trying to figure our position." "Any luck?" "Well, if Alpha Centauri's velocity is the same as ours, and if our bearing deviation's not more than five degrees," "Don should be picking up a signal about now." "Well, maybe you better tell him." "Excuse me, Doctor." "I..." "Where'd you get this?" "And this?" "Ah, well, I had planned it as a surprise, but now I suppose you'll give it all away." "Give what away?" "And deny me the simple pleasure I have derived from presenting all of you with a robot in full working order." "Dr. Smith, why didn't you ask for permission to tam per with that robot?" "Tamper?" "When every bit, every circuit, every last contact in it is as familiar to me as my own name?" "I don't tamper, Dr. Robinson." "I create new pathways in cybernetics for our little friend." "Its "pathways"?" "The kind of pathways that could have wrecked this ship and almost cost us all our lives?" "But that's absurd." "I was in the same danger as everyone else." "Now you listen to me, Dr. Smith." "How you came to be on this ship when we took off doesn't really matter right now." "But just remember one thing, as far as I'm concerned, you're a stowaway." "You're going to be treated as such." "[Electronic Whir]" "[Electronic Whir]" "Can you identify it?" "I never heard a signal like it before." "Let's go upstairs." "I tried to get a fix on Alpha Centauri according to Will's calculations." "Picked this up instead." "[John] Did you get a spectrometer reading?" "Yeah." "The whole spectrum." "But the relative concentrations don't read like anything I can identify." "Let me look." "No, I can't get anything either." "Maybe it's an asteroid." "Then it's not Alpha Centauri?" "No, dear." "Give us a three-second boost." "We should be able to see it now." "[Will] lt's a spaceship!" "[ Penny] Is it one of ours?" "[Maureen ] I don't know." "[ Penny ] Where could it be from?" "[ Don ] We can't be sure yet." "It certainly doesn't look like one of ours." "Calling Aeolus 14 Umbra." "Aeolus 14 Umbra." "We have sighted your spaceship." "Do you have instructions?" "[Shrill Buzz]" "They're not replying." "Let's move in closer." "How big is it?" "I don't know." "It's big enough to use us for a lifeboat." "This is as close as we go." "Let's get around the other side then." "[Sighs ] All right." "If you insist." "Look at that thing." "Where's your scientific curiosity?" "All in one basket, Alpha Centauri." "[ Will ] What's it made of?" "Probably some alloy we've never even heard of." "It even baffled the spectrometer." "[Will ] Where do you think it's from?" "I don't know." "I've never seen anything like that in my life." "It looks like a ghost ship." "If it was in the path of that comet, the heat may have destroyed whatever life there was on board." "I'd like to make sure." "A ship that size!" "Think of the payload it must be carrying." "The fuel!" "The power unit!" "It might even have a guidance system that could help us, no matter where it's from." "Yeah." "Or it also could be manned by an alien crew." "It's moving in!" "No, we are." "It's pulling us!" "I can't break away!" "We're gonna collide!" "Get to the back of the deck!" "All of you!" "[Maureen ] There must be life aboard, John." "Or the ship may have been preset to swallow visitors." "Hey, where's Dr. Smith?" "Oh, I forgot about him." "I was about to confine him to his quarters when we sighted the ship." "You'd better go down and get him." "I'll go!" "What happened?" "I found him monkeying with some robot equipment." "[Robot Whirring]" "What are you doing up there?" "Someone had to protect our little friend, my boy." "This is my battle station, as they say in the navy." "Well, you'd better come on up now." "Any casualties?" "No." "Good." "Good." "Two steps forward, my mechanical friend." "As you were." "Xenon, .86." "Right." "Argon, 1.4." "Oxygen?" "Low. 5.4." "Whatever pulled us in, it somehow reinstated an atmosphere." "I shouldn't be at all surprised." "Oh, sorry." "I forgot about you, Doctor." "Nothing at all." "You had your hands full." "I saw everything." "You realize, of course, that we seem to be imprisoned here?" "Yes." "Quite a predicament." "Have they communicated with you yet?" "Not by any signal we can read." "They're not in any great hurry, I don't suppose." "[Maureen ] Dr. Smith, how can you possibly know that when we're almost certain this ship is from our planet?" "Is that what you think?" "Don't you?" "Well, if you're all agreed," "I suppose I must go along with you." "There's a breathable atmosphere out there, Doctor." "Don and I are going out to investigate." "We want you to join us." "Of course." "Who knows what we may discover?" "Dad, may I go, too?" "I don't think so, Will." "Gosh." "No one leaves the ship till we get back." "I'll have the Robot stand guard." "Don't trouble yourself." "I'll do it." "Don't stay out too long." "No longer than I have to, darling." "I don't see why Dad wouldn't let me go with them." "We do need a man here while they're gone, Will." "[Signs]" "What do you make of these?" "Looks like it might have been some sort of crystalline power source." "Way ahead of us, eh?" "A million years." "One might say that, I suppose." "Hello. [Echoes]" "Shall we venture in, gentlemen?" "Makes you feel rather primitive, doesn't it?" "Next to this, we're still in nursery school." "Quite." "Scintillation detector?" "If it is, how do you read it?" "[ Don] Maybe it's some kind of a guidance system." "If those are orbits, there's an awful lot of traffic out there." "While you gentlemen are admiring the instruments, let me see whether I can locate somebody." "Don't get lost, Doctor." "Never fear." "Somehow I hate to let Dr. Smith wander off by himself." "Huh?" "Oh, he can't do any harm here." "Yeah, that's true." "I guess." "Crystalline power." "Hello?" "[Echoes]" "Hello. [Echoes]" "You can come out." "It's all right." "I'm on your side." "I know my dad told you to watch me, but can't you close your eyes even for a minute?" "It does not compute." "Step aside, will ya?" "It does not compute." "Two steps forward." "It does not compute!" "[Mimicking Dr. Smith] Two steps forward, my mechanical friend." "Dad?" "[ Echoes]" "Dad?" "[ Echoes]" "Dad?" "[ Echoes]" "Dad?" "[ Echoes]" "It's incredible." "Somehow they've mapped this entire sector of the galaxy." "And these controls, they work a huge road map for them." "Watch." "Look at that" "But can you make anything of all this that will help us?" "Apparently these are all planets classified according to relative mass." "It would be a good thing to know in case we had to set down somewhere." "I'm from the Jupiter2 spaceship." "Planet Earth." "Do you read me?" "[ Electricity Crackling]" "What is this spaceship?" "Where are you from?" "Would you let our ship out of here?" "[ Electricity Crackling]" "No!" "Don't shoot!" "He was in that thing." "I disturbed him." "I think I can communicate with him." "Not human." "Nothing." "And I was so sure!" "Human?" "Out here?" "Billions of miles from the Earth?" "No, don't!" "Maybe they can help us." "I mean, they're not like us, but maybe they are." "Very well, my boy." "See what you can do." "They've been out an awfully long time." "Oh, well, not really, dear." "It just seems that way." "Look, um, Will's below." "Why don't you go down and finish that game of chess?" "You might even beat him." "Wanna bet'?" "[Chuckles]" "[Robot Whirring]" "Will'?" "Will'?" "Will!" "Mom, he's not here!" "You'd better come down." "Quickly!" "Look what happened to the Robot." "Will thinks he's too big to be left out of anything." "Then he's not too big to learn that he must be disciplined for disobedience." "[ Electricity Crackling]" "What do you suppose that means?" "I don't know." "But I don't think it likes being asked to guide us anywhere." "Let me try." "Uh, we are from the planet Earth." "We are perfectly willing to stay here if you'll show me how your guidance system can get us back there." "But we don't want to go back to Earth, Dr. Smith." "We want to go to Alpha Centauri!" "You do." "Not I." "It doesn't really matter." "He doesn't seem very cooperative." "He was before you got here." "Very well." "Try again." "And I hope you realize how important their guidance system would be to us." "My parents are on the Jupiter2 spaceship." "And my sisters and Major West." "He's our pilot." "And Dr. Smith here..." "Well, he just seemed to be aboard when we lifted off." "He's not interested in your passenger list." "Ask him something sensible." "I can't ask him anything till I get him to realize I don't mean him any harm!" "We are friendly." "We're from the planet Earth." "We are on our way to Alpha Centauri." "No, no, no!" "Back to Earth!" "He doesn't seem to read me no matter what I say." "He'll read this!" "You've ruined everything!" "Why did you do that?" "They're much bigger than we are!" "Look, they're coming!" "Apparently, this control must be the key." "It must be the one that shows where they were headed." "[ Will's Voice Echoing] Dad!" "Will'?" "Dad!" "Dad!" "[ Electricity Crackling]" "Everybody, back to the ship!" "Get the ship ready for liftoff." "Get the ship ready for liftoff." "I'm gonna blast our way out." "[Gun Firing]" "[Firing Continues]" "Ready for liftoff." "[ John ] I'll tell you when." "Rogen" "[Firing Continues]" "[Electrical Hum]" "They've stopped." "John, I put a force field out." "I don't know how long it's gonna hold 'em." "Lift off!" "Here they come." "And here we go!" "I hope." "[Engine Starts]" "[Thinking] The irony of our chance encounter with what we now believe to have been a shipload of nonhuman colonists in the far reaches of space has just begun to strike us." "However, I had gathered one vital piece of information from their sequential star guide during the near-tragic meeting." "Close to our present position, there appears to be a planet with a mass nearly identical to the Earth's mass." "Finding this planet can prove a godsend to us at this time." "We have no business trying to land on that planet." "[Will 1 on, Mother!" "We're settlers, not explorers." "We have a specific destination to reach." "Which we may never see unless we put down there." "Yes, but why?" "Maureen, we've had serious control trouble for some time." "Unless we get outside and make extensive repairs, well, we could be in worse trouble." "That planet has normal gravity." "We need it for the work we have to do." "It's as simple as that." "[ Narrator ] Even as we watch, the spaceship Jupiter 2 is drawn deeper and deeper into the gravitational pull of the unknown planet." "Whether its alien environment will be friendly or hostile, whether this will be the beginning of a new adventure for the Robinson family or the end of everything, only time will tell."