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: Never love anything, kiddo, you will just end up losing it.
[to her diary, about Major West
] Penny Robinson
: Ouch. Could he be cuter? I don't *think* so.
: [to her diary
] On this eve before she is torn from all she knows, kidnapped, hurled into deep space against her will, what thoughts fill the mind of the young space captive? Will Robinson
: Will there be boys on Alpha Prime? Whatever will I wear?
: Let's see, do I spend my last night on Earth watching Mom and Dad pretend not to be fighting, or blow ten years worth of allowance at the mall? You do the math.
: Here we go again.
: This mission sucks. I don't wanna leave early. I don't wanna go at all. Maureen Robinson
: We will discuss this at dinner. Penny Robinson
: For the last three years, I've missed everything. Training. So I can spend the next ten years missing everything else. I'm not staying home for dinner. I'm going out to see my friends. Maureen Robinson
: Penny. Penny Robinson
: I'm going out to... say good-bye to my entire life. Maureen Robinson
: Penny I need you here tonight.
: We're lost, aren't we?
: Professor Robinson, how do your children feel about traveling into space for the next ten years? John Robinson
: They couldn't be more excited.
] Penny Robinson
: This mission sucks!
[First night on an unknown unfriendly looking planet they crashed on
] Maureen Robinson
: Good night, John. John Robinson
: Good night, Maureen. Will Robinson
: Good night, Judy. Penny Robinson
: Good night, Will. Judy Robinson
: Good night, Penny.
] Major West
: You guys have got to be kidding.
: Can we cut back on her air supply so she's not so annoying when she wakes up? Penny Robinson
: Does he have to wake up at all?
: A full-length mirror, just what we needed. Which reminds me, you promised to help me fix my hair. Penny Robinson
: Oh, no. Not again. Judy Robinson
: Thought I'd try it a little bit higher on top with perhaps a softer curl. Penny Robinson
: You and your hairdos. I'm gonna cut all my hair off, just like Will's. Judy Robinson
: Go ahead. Be ugly. Who cares?
: I wish you'd fix yourself up once in awhile. I don't like to see you going around, well, acting like a boy. You know what I mean. Penny Robinson
: What's wrong with boys? Judy Robinson
: Well, nothing, but you could be so beautiful.
: Oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Smith. Did I scare you? Dr. Zachary Smith
: No, my child. That's already been done.
: Who are you? The Boy
: Who do you want me to be?
: I thought you said you cleaned it up a little. The Boy
: Well, I DID! All except the dirt, and that doesn't hurt anybody.
: Dr. Smith, there's an awful beast running around here. Dr. Zachary Smith
: A beast? Yes, of course. I WOULD think of something like that, wouldn't I? Penny Robinson
: Dr. Smith, do you feel all right? Dr. Zachary Smith
: Yes, I do, surprisingly enough. Ohhh. What a fascinating place I've created here for you.
: I do not speak to weak and worthless girls. Penny Robinson
: Why, you conceited, dirty-faced little boy! You're nothing but a bully, a half-pint bully! Quano
: Luckily you are a female or I would make you sorry for what you have said.
: If no one else needs me, I'm going hunting for rock specimens. Quano
: I, too, am going hunting. Shall we go together? Will Robinson
: Sure. Why not? Penny Robinson
: I'm coming along, too. Quano
: You will stay! You were not asked. Quano
: [to Will
] Let us go.
: Oh, that horrid, little boy! Prof. John Robinson
: Well, I don't think Quano'd mind being called "horrid," but I think he'd object most strenuously to being called a little boy.
: Can you imagine Quano believing that girls are worthless? Maj. Don West
: Well, Penny, I have a strong feeling he'll change his opinion when he grows up. Quano
: [who's come upon them unnoticed
] I like them now, but it is not manly to pay too much attention to them.
: [hearing a voice in a cave
] Well, how do you do? Mr. Nobody
: Do. Penny Robinson
: I'm just an echo, that's all. Mr. Nobody
: Aaaaall? Penny Robinson
: Echo? Mr. Nobody
: E-cho? Penny Robinson
: Only... where does it come from? Where? Mr. Nobody
: Where! Where! Where. Echo. Echo!. Echo. Where. Echo. Hey! Hey! Where! Heyyyyyyyy!
: I remember rocks. Rocks bubbling. Penny Robinson
: These? But... but this is granite. It takes millions and millions of years to... You mean you're that old, already?
: Oh Mother, I thought you were the only one. I thought you really believed me, at least just a little bit. Maureen Robinson
: Wha... Penny! Penny, of course I do! Now, I still do, and you know why? Well, I'll tell you a secret. When I was a little girl, I had a very special friend, too. His name was Mr. Noodles and he lived inside my teddy bear. Penny Robinson
: What? Maureen Robinson
: It's true. I know that you're the only one who'd understand how very very real Mr. Noodles was to me. Penny Robinson
: Oh, Mother, that's the silliest thing I ever heard of! How can ANYONE live inside a teddy bear?
] Judy Robinson
: [while everyone looks in awe at the transformation of Mr. Nobody into a stellar display
] Don, what is pure cosmic force? What does it turn into? Maj. Don West
: I don't know. There are a lot of things iI don't know. Prof. John Robinson
: It's like a new Milky Way. Penny Robinson
: Well, caterpillars can turn into butterflies can't they? Maureen Robinson
: Oh John, look, Just look! Mr. Nobody
: Good bye, Pen-nee, good bye, Pen-nee. Penny Robinson
: Good bye, Mr. Nobody. Mr. Nobody
: Good bye, good bye...
: Well, if you do stay, could you tend to my garden for me? Dr. Zachary Smith
: Your garden will wither and die, I can promise you THAT!
Maj. Don West
: You know, it's really a shame, Dr. Smith, but, uh, things don't look too good for you at all. Dr. Zachary Smith
: The condition you find most cheering. Maj. Don West
: [enjoying this greatly
] Not at all. As a matter of fact, when I compute the fuel-to-weight ratio, which we already know is going to be very critical, I'll do my best to include us all. Dr. Zachary Smith
] I'm deeply touched. Penny Robinson
: Does that mean I can take the bloop? Dr. Zachary Smith
: How can you even think of taking that beast when I may have to remain? Will Robinson
: I think THE BLOOP should go! Penny Robinson
: So do I! Maj. Don West
: Well, we don't have a capsule for the bloop so, uh, that's out of the question. Will Robinson
: I'll BUILD her a capsule! Maj. Don West
: [heartily shaking hands with Will
] That's a deal! You build a capsule for the bloop and she goes! Maj. Don West
: [sadly to Smith
] Of course, that cuts the available weight still further. Oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Smith, but things don't look very good for you at all. Dr. Zachary Smith
: Bloop, indeed!
: I see you've changed your minds about leaving. Will Robinson
] We're sorry, sir. We really want to stay with you. Penny Robinson
] For always, Mr. Keeper. Always. The Keeper
: And so you shall, for always.
: How do you like it? Penny Robinson
: Before I answer, you better tell me what it is. Will Robinson
: Didn't you ever read Tom Sawyer or Huck Finn? It's a slingshot. Back in the eighteen and nineteenth century almost every boy made one of these. Penny Robinson
: What for? Will Robinson
: To carry with his penknife and marbles, I guess.
[a lowly howl is heard
] Dr. Zachary Smith
: What was that? Will Robinson
: Sounded like a wolf to me. Penny Robinson
: There can't be any wolves out here. Dr. Zachary Smith
: Oh, yes, there can. Look! Will Robinson
: All I see are the two moons, and we've seen them before. Dr. Zachary Smith
: But never so bursting with fullness. Penny Robinson
: Is that bad? Dr. Zachary Smith
: Bad, my dear child? It portends the very worst of evil happenings, the night the witches dance and the misbegotten creatures of doom walk the earth, when the dark and dismal voices...
[another lowly howl interrupts
Dr. Zachary Smith
: [tasting Judy's bean gravy
] Mmm! Delicious. Judy Robinson
: I added some wolf's foot that I found. Dr. Zachary Smith
: Ugh! Judy Robinson
: What's wrong, Doctor? Dr. Zachary Smith
: "Wolf's foot?" Judy Robinson
: Oh, that's just the name of an herb that grows on this planet. Maureen Robinson
: It's sort of like, um, oh, club moss. It really gives the sauce a nice tang. Dr. Zachary Smith
: It gave me a very nice TURN. Penny Robinson
: That's because we saw a REAL werewolf tonight.
Dr. Zachary Smith
: Now I've heard everything. This cannot be true. A criminal is sleeping in my bed, wearing my clothes. He'll probably murder us all! Penny Robinson
: Oh, Dr. Smith, you always exaggerate so. Ohan isn't THAT kind of a criminal. He's... well I... guess you call him like sort of, um... an international galactic burglar. Dr. Zachary Smith
: Oh, this is too much. I feel faint.
Dr. Zachary Smith
: Oh, death, where's thy sting? Disk
: Foolish, foolish man. You had everything necessary for happiness, and you gave it all up for what? A cold, unfeeling metal. Dr. Zachary Smith
: I know I deserve to be punished, but not Penny. The child is innocent. She shouldn't have to suffer because of my folly. Disk
: You should have thought of that earlier. Dr. Zachary Smith
: I know, and now it's too late. What a miserable wretch I am. Disk
: Perhaps you have learned a lesson, Dr. Smith? Dr. Zachary Smith
: Oh, I have. I have. Disk
: Then, for once, I will make an exception. I will spare you. Dr. Zachary Smith
: I don't care about myself. It's only Penny I want saved. Where are you? Where are you? Don't leave. You've got to make Penny normal again! Oh. Penny Robinson
: I'm fine, Dr. Smith.
: [On her knees
] Oh, please, sir. Do not throw us out into the raging storm. The Robot
: Because, baby it's cold out there. Dr. Zachary Smith
: Ohh! That does it. I resign. How can we put on a serious play when this metallic ham will not follow the script? Will Robinson
: This play doesn't need a director. It needs a referee. Now, when you're all ready to take this seriously, call me! The Robot
: Do not leave, Will Robinson. We need you. Dr. Zachary Smith
: We don't need the writer or the director. All we need is the star - me. Penny, let's try it from my entrance. I will knock, and you will answer. The Robot
: What was my line again? Dr. Zachary Smith
: "Just on moment!" The Robot
: Oh, yes, now I remember. Penny Robinson
: Waiting for the knock at the door, Dr. Smith.
: [examining a crater
] Well, Judy, what does that look like to you? Judy Robinson
: A meteor crater. Maureen Robinson
: Penny. Penny Robinson
: What else could it be? Maureen Robinson
: Dr. Smith? Dr. Zachary Smith
: A shell hole!
: Warning! Extreme danger! Penny Robinson
: What is it? The Robot
: Object pursuing us is a hyper-atomic missile. Dr. Zachary Smith
: A hyper-atomic missile? Where did it come from? The Robot
: It has been launched by the automated planet in protest to our leaving. Advise a change of course immediately. If not, we will be destroyed.
Maj. Don West
: [Bring out the Alien Gloop
] Will Robinson
: For Pete's sake, what's that? Maj. Don West
: This is what we picked up on the scanner. I'm sorry, Maureen. Penny Robinson
: Oh, he's darling. May I have him? Maureen Robinson
: No, you may not. Maj. Don West
: Come on. Come on, fellow. Beat it.
[the Gloop walks away
] Maureen Robinson
: Penny, you may have it if you wish. Penny Robinson
: No, Mom. I don't want him. Really, I don't. Maureen Robinson
: Get it for her, will you, Don? It's all right dear. You may have it. Maj. Don West
: [Picking up the Alien Gloop
] Come on, Charlie. Looks like you found yourself a home. Penny Robinson
: [Holding the Alien Gloop
] I'm gonna call you Debbie. Maj. Don West
: Come on, kids. Let's go. Come on.
: [to John
] She was listening to her tapes. Penny Robinson
: Oh, you should hear them, Dad. They're absolutely wonderful. Bach, and Mozart, and Beethoven... Prof. John Robinson
: Well, I won't argue with your choice but, uh, do you have anything there by Deceit? Penny Robinson
: Deceit? Don't think I've ever heard of THAT composer. Prof. John Robinson
: Oh, perhaps you don't recognize the name. Uh, maybe these names will help - Cheat? Lie? Trick? D'you recognize the composer or do I have to go on?
: That's the spirit, Dr. Smith! Dr. Zachary Smith
: Oh, please spare me your youthful optimism.
: We just don't groove to the same vibrations.
: The forcefield is still on. Penny Robinson
: That only stops people coming in, not going out.