"[ Man Narrating ] Two American scientists are lost in the swirling maze... of past and future ages." "During the first experiments on America's greatest... and most secret project, the Time Tunnel." "Tony Newman and Doug Phillips now tumble helplessly... toward a new, fantastic adventure... somewhere along the infinite corridors of time." "[ Man On Speaker ] This is Mission Control." "We are at launch minus 45." "Launch minus 40 and counting." "Minus 35." " It's a rocket!" " Minus 30." "Tony, if this is one of those early Canaveral jobs, we could be blown up..." " right here on the pad." " Twenty-five." "Minus 20 and counting." "[ Grunting ]" " Fifteen." " It's no use." "It's locked off." "Get down here, quick." "Off your feet." "Ten, 9, 8, 7... 6, 5, 4... 3, 2, 1, ignition." "We're coasting at zero gravity." "We're back to one ""G."" "This capsule's spinning to create its own gravity." " Then there's someone else aboard." " There's no doubt about it." "Artificial gravity." "That means this is a pretty sophisticated model." " "M.E.M. '" - [ Softly ] M.E.M." "Tony, that's "Mars Excursion Module. '"" "We're on an expedition to Mars." " Escape velocity?" " [ Man ] Negative." " Inform Mission Control." " Can't raise them, Skipper." "We've been out of radio contact since liftoff." "Keep trying." "Beard, what do we lack?" " Seventy-five knots." " Doc?" "What's the computer's analysis of the failure?" "We're carrying excess weight in the service module." " 33 5 pounds." " That's beyond our safety factor." "Seal off the module." "Cut it loose." "We're gonna blow it up." "You're not gonna scrub the mission." "Can you think of a better choice right now?" "Yes, we can wait and see if we attain escape velocity." "We won't." "We're past due now." "Nazarro." "See if you can get that information to Mission Control." " M.E.M. 4 is scrubbed." " Yes, sir." "M.E.M. 4 to Mission Control." "M.E.M. 4 to Mission Control." "We've got an overload problem and cannot reach escape velocity." "Colonel Kane has ordered us to jettison the service module and destroy it." "We are going to fire our retros and attempt reentry." "Mission Control, do you read?" "Service module- that's us!" " They don't know we're in here." " We gotta stop 'em." "[ Grunts ]" " Hey, let us out!" " Mission Control, I say again... we are about to jettison the service module and attempt reentry." "If you read me, stand by for destruct of service module." "Stand by." "Let us out!" "Don't cut us loose!" "[ Kirk ] Any further identification, Ray?" "It's definitely the M.E.M. flight series." "That puts the time ten years in the future." "Exactly what I reported to Washington." " To Washington, General?" " Yes, of course." "They're extremely interested." "Vice Admiral Killian... of the new Department of Space is being rushed down here to observe." "Ann, what kind of response?" "Not the best, I'm afraid." "But I think we can hold it." "Easy, easy." "Let's not lose picture before Killian gets here." "Stand by to jettison the service module." "Nazarro, give me a ten-second countdown." "Yes, sir." "Mark." "Ten, 9, 8... 7, 6... 5, 4, 3, 2" "[ Rockets Firing ]" "[ Rocket Engines Stop ]" " What was that?" " Velocity's increasing." "Minus 20 and rising." "We're gonna make it." "Escape velocity:" "we made it." "I gave no order to fire the boosters." " It was an accident." " How did that happen?" "Well, all I know, sir, is we reached escape velocity." "There's no longer any reason to scrub the mission." " Doc, give me a fuel reading." " That was a 20% expenditure." "Twenty." "We can't brake for the Mars landing... and expect to lift off again." "We could use the backup plan, sir." "All right." "We'll interrupt the flight and land on the moon." " Nazarro?" " Yes, sir." "Have you been able to reach Mission Control yet?" "Negative." "Not a peep out of them." "Could they be receiving us, even though we can't read them?" "That's possible, but there's no way to check." "Make a report." "Tell them we're landing on the moon to refuel from the lunar stockpiles." " Then we're proceeding with the Mars flight." " Yes, sir." "[ Nazarro On Speaker ] M.E.M. 4 to Mission Control:" "We are not, repeat, not going tojettison the service module." "We are reducing voltage to recharge power cells." "The Mars mission is still go." "Flight plan now is to soft-land on the moon... and refuel from lunar stockpile." "The Mars mission is still go." "Do you read me, Mission Control?" "Do you read me?" "Doc, give me a hand with the hatch cover." " There's our excess weight." " Get up here." "Both of you." "Who the devil are you?" "Where did you come from?" "Nazarro, see if they're armed." " How'd you get on board?" " I'm Dr. Newman." "This is Dr. Phillips." " From the Time Tunnel Complex." " I don't know what you're talking about." "What year is this?" " 1 97 8, of course." " Then you must have heard of us by now." "We're time travelers." "We started ten years ago." " It was top secret then, but now" " They're insane!" "We're not." "Time Tunnel is a government project, and we're part of it." "We're actually traveling in time." "We wound up here, ten years in the future." " What do you mean, the future?" " It's our future... but it's your present- Only, we're part of it now." "[ Sighs ] Never mind, Tony." "They won't listen." "Of all people, you'd think they'd understand." " We understand." " You didn't expect us to believe a wild story like that, did you?" "Wait a minute." "It's a wild story, all right, but you know, it just could be true." "A few years ago, a friend of mine- we went to medical school together- got transferred out west to some hush-hush government project." " Did he say what it was?" " Not in so many words." " But I gathered it was in Arizona." " Go on." "That's all there is." "Except that some of the remarks that he let slip... seemed pretty odd- but they'd make good sense if there were such a project as, uh" " What-What'd you call it?" " Time Tunnel." " And it does make sense, because it's true." " Sorry." "I don't buy it." " Well, we're here on this ship." "You can't explain that away." " I can." "We're in the middle of the biggest race in history." "A race to put the first men on another planet in the solar system." "Other governments would do anything to make sure we don't win that race." " That's for certain." " Ask 'em to prove their story." "Papers." " Identification." "Anything." " All right." "Let's have it." "If we'd had identification, we would have shown it to you before this." " That does it." " Even if you don't believe us, we're here." "What can you do about it now?" " What do we do with 'em, Skipper?" " Lock 'em up!" "Come on, Tony." " Now what?" " I don't know." "Every answer I come up with is impossible." "Has it occurred to you to accept their explanation?" "Time travel?" "I wouldn't believe that in a million years." "That's a funny statement, under the circumstances." "Here we are in space, headed for the moon." "And Mars, beyond that." " Is their story any more fantastic than ours?" " It is to me." "Doctor, these men are stowaways." "Probably foreign agents." " It's as simple as that." " No, it isn't." "If they're stowaways, how'd they get on board?" " You know the security at the launching pad." " All right." "All right." "Maybe we can't explain how they got on board." "Actually, what difference does it make?" "The one really important fact is, they are here." " That's what we've got to deal with." " But how..." " when we don't know what or who they are?" " I know one thing they are." "Over 300 pounds of additional weight." "Now, we've got a tricky maneuver coming up, a soft landing on the moon." "You want to tackle that with this handicap?" "I sure don't." "Neither do I, but that's something we're stuck with." "Is it?" "In my book, there's a simple solution that will take care of everything." "Throw them off the ship." "Set them adrift." "Ray, haven't you regained contact yet?" "Not yet, General." "We expect to momentarily." "Certainly hope so." "These are the gentlemen from the Space Department." "I want you and Ann to meet them." "Dr. Brandon, Dr. MacGregor and Dr. Swain." " Doctor." " If I appear bewildered, I am." " This is a most impressive complex." " And this is Admiral Killian." " I'm honored, Admiral." " Thank you, Dr. Swain." " May I present my aide, Ensign Beard?" " How do you do?" " How do you do?" " Dr. MacGregor." "I don't care what your figures say, Beard." "You can't be serious." "I'm perfectly serious." "You mean, you'd put those men outside the ship?" " They'd die in seconds!" " Immediately and painlessly." " Their troubles would be over and so would ours." " You sure about these facts?" " Well, that is a preliminary estimate." " Well, make a thorough check." "I want to know exactly what to expect if we attempt a landing with them on board." " Yes, sir." " You can't listen to him." "It's outrageous." " It's inhuman!" " I know how you feel, Doc." "But I've gotta think about the safety of the whole ship." " And of the mission." " I warn you." "I won't let you do it." "You're a little out of your area, aren't you, Doctor?" "You don't have to worry about that." "Excess baggage is our problem." "Kane, listen to me." "Ever since the space program started, we've put a premium on human life." " Nothing was of greater importance-nothing.!" " This is a special case." "We're sacrificing two lives to save four." "That makes sense." "It makes no sense at all, and if you could reach Mission Control... they'd veto this crackbrained plan of yours, hands down." "I'm not so sure of that." "What do you think, Skipper?" "No word from Mission Control?" "No, sir." "I'm still trying." "The question is, Colonel, can we make a soft lunar landing with two extra men on board?" "Now, I don't think we can." "Let's face it, Colonel." "If we don't get 'em off the ship... we're all gonna die." "I can't believe it." "Is that me?" "You, 1 0 years from now." " I don't believe I'm saying those things." " Well, I'm afraid it's true." "You just can't tell about the future." "[ Clicks Switch ]" "[ Ann ] There they are." "Ann, what are you trying to do?" "I'm going to transfer them, while I still can." "You can't do that." "It's too dangerous." "We're not certain of the fix yet." " Ray, he's planning to jettison them." " To save the mission." "Their added weight could make a soft lunar landing impossible." "That's a point I'd like more information on." " Ray, how can we get it?" " I think there's a way, General." "With the help of Admiral Killian and Dr. Brandon." "Gentlemen, together we could compile enough data on the M.E.M. flight program... to give our computer something to work on." "That way, we could tell whether the landing is possible." "Will you do it?" " Of course, Doctor." "We'd be glad to." " Certainly." "Good!" "We can start at once." " Right this way." " Very well." "Ray." "Ray, I don't care what data you process." "We can't just sit here and let Doug and Tony be killed." "Ann, we won't." "If the computer indicates that a soft landing is impossible... we'll risk shifting them in time, whether we have a good fix on them or not." "[ Engines Roaring ]" " How are you coming?" " Getting along." "I'll have the answer for you in a minute." "If there's the slightest chance of being able to make a soft lunar landing, I want to know." "Right." " Anything?" " Yes, sir." "I think so." " Well?" " [ Grunts ]" "Look here." "This coil, and several others in there, have been eaten through... by some sort of a slow-working acid." "It severed our connections to the aft antenna." " Any way to fix it?" " Not without getting out on the hull... but even then, I doubt if I could do much- this has done a pretty thorough job... of severing communications completely." " Sabotage." " Well, it's the only possible explanation." " Those two?" " That would be my guess, yes, sir." "Mine too." "I think Beard may have a point." " Go down and get them." "And take a gun." " Yes, sir." "Doc, give me a hand with this hatch cover." " What now?" " All right, Skipper wants to see you topside." "[ Beeping ]" " Small meteor on intersecting course." " [ Rapid Beeping ]" " Can we avoid it?" " No time." "We're gonna be hit." "Hold on!" "[ Air Hissing ]" "Meteor." "We're losing all our air." "When it's gone, we're dead!" "Here." "Space suits." "Put 'em on, quick." "It's the service module, all right." "The atmosphere is draining fast." " Nazarro's trapped with those other two." " Our space suits are down there." "Let's see if we can get them." "[ Buzzing ]" "[ Buzzing Stops ]" "We can't open the hatch now." "The air in there is gone." "Well, that solves all our problems." "Your stowaways are dead now." "And so is Nazarro." "They never had a chance." "[ Doug On Speaker ] How do you turn this darn thing on?" "It's on." "We hear you." " Can you hear us?" " Loud and clear." "[ Kane ] How bad's the hull damage?" " It's pretty bad, Skipper." " [ Doug ] Tell us how to make repairs." " We'll follow instructions." " It's not as simple as you may think." "We're both trained physicists." "We know how to follow directions." "We'll manage." "[ Tony ] You must have some kind of sealant stored in here." "Where is it?" "It's in a locker at the forward end." "Behind the hatch ladder." "Nazarro will show you." " He's got it." "Now what?" " I told you it wasn't simple." "It's a double hull." "Both sides have to be repaired." "One from where you are and the other on the outside." "You're not gonna let those two walk that hull!" " Beard's right." "They're untrained." " Nazarro's trained." " Nazarro can't do it alone." " All right." "Fine." "What's the alternative?" " Give up?" " He's right." "Trained or not... they're gonna have to do it." "Now, listen." "You've got to walk out on the hull." "You can't fall." "You're moving with the same velocity as the ship." "You're weightless." "There's no up or down for you out there." "We're going out!" "We'll fix it!" "[ Machine Clicking ]" "How much longer before they finish?" "In a few minutes, if they finish at all." "After what they're doing, you're not gonna have them jettisoned are you?" "No." "Not after this." "And suppose their weight makes a soft landing impossible?" " Do your figures tell you that?" " I'm still working on it." "What if we can't make a soft landing?" "Then we orbit the moon, head back to Earth." "And lose the race to Mars." "I thought that was the most important consideration of all." "We won't lose the race if we turn back, Beard." "It doesn't matter which one of our crews win." "This isn't a race for personal glory." "Our backup team can be ready to lift off in less than two weeks." "I'll take a look at the aft antenna." "Maybe I can rig up something to restore communications." "[ Clicking ]" "You all right out there?" "What progress?" "[ Doug ] We're finished." "The hull's patched, and we're coming in." "Full atmosphere restored in the service module." "Nice work." "You can get out of the space suits now." "Your compartment now has normal atmosphere." "Here are the results." "We can compensate for the added weight." "Landing is go." "Very well." "We'll commit ourselves to the landing." " [ Ray ] What's happening?" " They've got a favorable estimate." " They're going to try for the soft landing." " They can't do that." " Why not?" " We've just finished an estimate of our own." " If they try to land, they'll crash." " Can't you do something?" "[ Sighs ] No response." "I can't move them." "Too fast." "We're descending too fast." "Can't you veer off?" "Change into an orbit?" "No." "We're committed." "We've got to set down now." " Nazarro, you and Doc get the space suits." " Yes, sir." " I want all hands to put 'em on." " Why space suits?" "If any part of the hull cracks when we hit the surface... wearing a space suit is the only possibility of survival." " There are only four suits down there." " I know." "You better pray the hull withstands the landing." "It's your only hope of staying alive." "There's no stopping it now." "They've got to crash." "[ Rockets Burning ]" "We're going to impact!" "Hang on and pray!" "I don't know how it happened." "We're still airtight." "Any casualties?" "It wasn't a soft landing, but at least it was a landing." "We've been very lucky." "We've maintained the integrity of the hull, which is a miracle." "Once we've made some minor repairs and refueled, we can lift off again for Mars." "Let's not waste time." "How far to the fuel dump?" "Now our point of impact is right here." "In this quadrant of the Mare Nectaris." "The fuel dump is located here." "No more than a half mile to the west." "Now our main problem is time." "If we can't refuel and lift off in precisely 22 minutes... we can't make it." "22 minutes." "We've still got a chance, if I go for fuel while repairs are being made." " I agree." "Nazarro, you check the hull and the aft burners." " Right." "I'll need someone to help me with the fuel." "Doc Harlow?" " Okay, Skipper?" " It is!" "Go with him, Doc." "That takes care of everyone but us." "What can we do to help?" "Well, now, that's a problem." "You still don't suspect us of being agents, do you?" "Frankly, I don't know who you are." "And it's a pretty academic question at this point." "You can't go outside the ship." "There are no more space suits." " Can we do anything to help?" " You can help by obeying orders." "You two will stay here, where I can keep an eye on you." "They'll be heading for the fuel dump now." " I've got a clear fix on them now." " Switch them." " How many will we need?" " Four." "We'll each take two." "Two?" "They must weigh a hundred pounds apiece!" "That's on Earth." "Up here, we divide by six." "Remember, Doc?" " Oh." "Hard to get used to, isn't it?" " Yeah." "You ready?" "Yes, Doctor." "I'm quite ready." " Let's go back to the ship." " Oh, there's no rush." "You see, this is the end of the M.E.M. flight." " The end?" "I" " I don't understand." " You will, Doctor." "You will." "[ Air Hissing ]" " [ Screaming ]" " Did you hear that?" "Sounded like a scream." " Nazarro." "Are you all right?" " Still working on the hull, Skipper." " Beard." "Do you read me?" " Loud and clear." " Ask him about Harlow." " Has anything happened to Major Harlow?" " [ Clicks Radio ]" " He had a little trouble with his intercom, but he's okay." " We'll be bringing fuel in now." " All right." "As soon as you can." " Are you satisfied?" " No." " Neither am I. Beard's lying." " What makes you think so?" "A little matter of two and two." "We know somebody sabotaged your communication system." "It wasn't your radioman." "He's the one that discovered it." "And I doubt that it was Major Harlow." " And we didn't do it, so that leaves Beard." " Why?" "Doesn't make any sense." "It does to me." "Now somebody hired Beard... to make sure that America loses that race to Mars." "Beard, an agent?" "I don't believe it." "He's done everything he could to keep me from aborting this mission." "Naturally." "If you return to Earth, your backup crew would leave immediately for Mars." " They still can." " Not until Mission Control finds out what happened to this crew." "Now that's basic policy." "And by the time they do... if ever, it'll be too late to win." "Come on." "Admit it." "You see it as clearly as we do." "What am I expected to do about this?" "Get out there and find out what Beard's doing." "Now, before it's too late." "And leave you two with the run of the ship?" "All right." "Then give us your suit." "One of us will go." "No dice, gentlemen." "If there are any agents on this mission..." "I'm looking at them right now." "Don't let him near that intercom, Tony." "I don't want him to warn Beard." "All right, Colonel." "Get out of that space suit." " What do you think, Ray?" " Oh, we'll get it fixed, of course." "We're lucky nobody was hurt." " How did it happen?" " We can't tell yet." "It was an accident, wasn't it?" "I'm not so sure." " [ Cocks Gun ]" " Stand up." "Don't touch that intercom button." "Where are the other three?" "If I told you, I wouldn't be very bright, would I?" "Two of them have to be in the capsule." "There are only four space suits." "That still leaves one man unaccounted for, doesn't it?" " And you don't know where he is." " I'll find him." "Will you?" "He could be anywhere." "He could be right outside that door." " You're in a lot of trouble, Beard." " You're the one in trouble." "I've got enough provisions to last me for six months." "I'm gonna kill all of you." "And wait." "Wait?" "Wait for what?" "For our own Mars flight." " They're gonna pick me up." " You don't really believe that, do you?" "Once your job is done here, why you're expendable." "All right." "Don't move." "Excuse me, gentlemen." "SergeantJiggs has just come from our security center... with some very distressing news" " Sergeant?" " Will you please repeat what you just told me?" " Yes, sir." "At 1 400 hours, my security section received a call from Central Intelligence." "They informed me that for some time now, there's been an enemy agent... working within the Space Department." "They have reason to believe one of you three visitors... may be that agent." " Why, this is outrageous" " I'm sorry, Admiral, but I really have no choice." "You gentlemen will be taken to our security center for questioning." " Look here, General" " Please, Doctor." "Carry on, Sergeant." "Yes, sir." "[ Groans ]" " All right, hold it!" " Brandon, what in the name of" "I said hold it, Admiral." "All right, Sergeant." "I'll take that gun." "Over there." "You too." "Over there." " That's better." " What are you trying to do, Brandon?" "Don't be naive, General." " I can't let you live now." " [ Gunfire ]" "Nobody move." "Ray!" "Take Ann out of here." "Steer clear of this area until we tighten down.Jiggs!" "Sound a full security alert!" "[ Siren Wailing ]" "[ Siren Continues ]" "Freeze." "Take your hand off that mike." "Things aren't going quite according to plan, are they?" " You should have heard from your friend by this time." " [ Scraping ]" "All right, get over there." "You don't know who that is coming in, do you?" "I said, get over." "Now give me a hand with the hatch." " Nazarro!" "Give a warning on the intercom!" " Help!" "Command Module to" " I wouldn't." " And there's our missing man." "[ Gunfire ]" "Now if you're smart, you won't try anything." " He's gonna open the outer door!" " Secure the hatch, quick." "Tony!" "Tony, can you hear me?" "This is Kane." "What's going on out there?" "This is Doug Phillips." "Harlow's been murdered by Beard here in the depot." " Murdered?" " He was gonna try and blow up your spaceship." " How much time left?" "Just under 1 2 minutes." " Well, get ready to blast off." " We have no fuel." "I'm bringing it!" " Where's Beard?" " [ Sighs ] I left him back at the depot." "I don't know whether he's alive or dead, but frankly, right now I don't care." "I brought your fuel back." "Let's get ready to take off." " Where's Tony?" " He went to look for you." " [ Clicking Intercom ]" " Tony?" "I'm aboard the ship." "We're getting ready to blast off." "Get back here immediately." " Tony!" "Can you read me?" " He must have his intercom switch off." "We've got to lift off." "We can't wait." "I'm going back to get him." " Can you two maneuver this craft alone?" " If we have to." "All right, then." "Get ready to blast off, get your fuel in." " How much time do I have left?" " Only a few minutes." "I'll try to get him back here on time." "If I don't, you take off without us, do you understand?" "I think I do." "Finally." "Here." "You may need this." "Well, there's no way he can leave this level." " Only a matter of time before we take him." " Brandon." "I just can't believe it." "One of our best men." " They often are." " [ Footsteps ]" "You three men, work your way around, cover that section." "The rest of you take that area." "Okay, Beard." "Get up!" "Move out of there." "[ Clattering ]" "[ Air Hose Hissing ]" "Come on!" "The ship's blasting off!" "." "We've gotta get back!" "[ Ticking ]" "[ Ticking Continues ]" "[ Softly ] Brandon!" "Brandon?" "It's Beard." " You haven't got a chance." " I've got one chance." "You." "You're trapped, Brandon." "There's guards everywhere." "It's your job to protect me." "Remember my importance to the organization." "I have to think about the mission." "The mission will be completed." "Now look." "I'm gonna hide out here." "You lead them away from me." " [ Men Running ]" " Then when things cool off" "[ Running Continues ]" "All right." "I'll try." "Gimme a gun." "I may need it!" "Give me a gun!" " [ Cocks ]" " Brandon?" "[ Sighs ] Well" "[ Doug ] M.E.M. Come in." "M.E.M." "The lunar depot has been destroyed." "Beard is dead." "Repeat, Beard is dead." "M.E.M. 4, calling M.E.M. 4." "Kane, do you read me?" "Can you read me?" " What's wrong?" "Why can't they hear us?" " [ Rocket Blasting ]" "Look!" " We're too late." " We're stranded." "We've only got enough air for a couple of hours." " After that, how do we survive?" " Maybe we don't." " Try for a time lock." "Quick." "Before we lose them." " Power, all units!" "[ Explosion ]" " [ Explosion Continues ]" " Tony!" "[ Explosion ]" "[ Whistling ]" "[ Shouting ]" " [ Whistling Continues ] - [ All Clamoring ]" " Where's the rest of the crew?" " Trapped." "Trapped!" "Over 200 of'em." "All trapped." "[ Explosion ]" "[ Whistling Continues ]" "This way!" "It's blocked off here." "Go the other way." "Hey, you!" "Get out of here!" " [ Explosion ]" " Hold on!" "[ Coughing ]" " What's happened?" " There are men trapped back there." " How many?" " Must be 200." "You better get out of here." "There'll be more explosions." " We've got to get them out!" " No!" "That's my job!" "Now you get out of here!" "[ Rocks Falling ]"