[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: Give your dear mother my kindest regards. I did so much enjoy meeting her.
Effra: Didn't LOOK like you enjoyed it.
[Loud drumming and chanting attracts the Robinsons to their new neighbors midnight planting]
Effra: You shouldn't outta come. Earthly folks got no business here!
Maureen Robinson: We heard the chanting and we thought you wouldn't mind if we dropped in.
Sybilla: [sternly] We wouldn't mind if you DROPPED OUT the same way you dropped in.
Dr. Zachary Smith: May I compliment you on your singing, madam? Glorious! Glorious!
Sybilla: [obviously affected by Smith's remark, but nonetheless... to the Robinsons] What do you want?
Prof. John Robinson: We're interested in your planting methods, curious about your crop.
Sybilla: Your curiosity has no business here.
Effra: You'll find out soon enough, I reckon.
Maj. Don West: What does that mean?
Effra: Uh, how bad do you wanna know?
Sybilla: [low and threatening] I'll burn your tongue out. What we do - on our land - is exclusively OUR affair.
Prof. John Robinson: Agreed, but...
Sybilla: No "buts." "Buts" invariably lead to explanations, which I do not choose to give. Now we'll have no more talk, and no more VISITING.
Sybilla: [pointedly] I've no time for chats OR neighbors.
Dr. Zachary Smith: It's not my fault if this fugitive from a scrap metal yard is incapable of assessing my virtues.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Exciting news of a romantic nature always attracts listeners. My dear friends, you see before you the happiest man in the world: Sybila has promised to be my wife.
Maj. Don West: Not the witch?
Dr. Zachary Smith: I shall treat that slur with the contempt it deserves.
Dr. Zachary Smith: And, uh, that remarkable contraption is your means of transportation?
Effra: There ain't NOTHIN' wrong with it. It gits us places, all over the Pleiades AND the constellation of the big dog AND the constellation of the southern fish. And we even was to Earth, once.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Earth?
Effra: Yeah, only I, uh, didn't like it because there was too many people like YOU.
Dr. Zachary Smith: We should never have stayed out this late.
Will Robinson: And whose fault is that?
Dr. Zachary Smith: This is no time for idle recriminations.
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: Ahh, if only this pipeline were finished, then, my boy, you would see Dr. Smith at his best - stalking the beast, cornering him, cowering him with a look.
Will Robinson: Boy, I sure would hate to see you miss a chance like that.
Sybilla: [holding Smith and WIll at gunpoint] And you, sir, and you, young man, are not at all welcome in this place. You may leave at once.
Dr. Zachary Smith: But, madam, as I tried to explain to your daughter, we are merely on safari looking for a werewolf.
Sybilla: "A werewolf" - a very dubious pretext, one I can hardly accept. Werewolves are the unhealthy machinations of timid little minds. Now, be off with you.
Dr. Zachary Smith: But, madam...
Sybilla: Be... off.
Dr. Zachary Smith: [backing away] Yes. Yes.
Sybilla: And STAY... OFF!
Sybilla: [affectionately to her animated planets] Patience! You will be fed very soon. You're hungry little devils, aren't you? Well, you won't have long to wait, and then, when you have provided for me and my family, all the rest of this land will be yours, all this land, and everything that's on it, EVERY LIVING THING!
Maj. Don West: Well, where is this fascinating family located, Smith. I think we'd all like to meet 'em.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Oh, you will, you will. They need a little more time to settle in. They're not quite ready to receive visitors.
Prof. John Robinson: Oh, is THAT what they said?
Will Robinson: Yeah, with a shotgun.
Will Robinson: Dr. Smith, you don't belong with her OR with them. You belong with us. And you don't know what terrible things are gonna happen to you when you go with them, and you'll be too far away from us to help you.
Sybilla: [to Dr. Smith] I could dissolve him very easily from here. I could squash him squishy.
Sybilla: Gro-ow and mullll-ti-ply.
Effra: Flourrr-ish, and provide.
Sybilla: Where's your brother Keel?
Effra: Oh, he's still out there. He hasn't finished his howlin' yet.
Dr. Zachary Smith: [alarmed and hearing a distant howl] Did she say "howling?"
Sybilla: Mm-hmm, but you won't have to worry about that, Zachary, now that you're one of the family. Just keep an eye on him at the time of the full moon, and the rest of the time he's quite easy to handle, once you get the hang of it - but Efra... Efra can be a trial at times, a real problem child, but I know you'll be masterful enough to handle her, too. Besides, she only practices her little tricks of witchcraft when she's bored or irritated, and then she does some pretty spooky things.
Dr. Zachary Smith: She does?
Sybilla: Hmm. Of course, she inherited those powers from her father and not from me. "My darling little witch child" he used to call her. She absolutely gets carried away when the plants are eating. She may ask you to hover in the sky. She may suspend you up there, but if she does you just outsmart her. You hang up there and close your eyes. It's better not to look while the plants are eating. It gets very messy.
Dr. Zachary Smith: What... do the plants do, Sybila?
Sybilla: They consume, Zachary. Ah... They consume EVERYTHING until there's not a living thing left. Not a stick. Not a THING. Now, aren't you glad that you proposed to me and I accepted you? You're safe with us.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Am I, Sybila?
[the werewolf grabs Dr. Smith]
Sybilla: Just tell 'im that you're going to be his daddy, Zachary. He won't harm you if he knows you're going to be his daddy.
Will Robinson: If we could get the pipeline finished early, you could go on that safari later.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Ah, much as I would like to, I'm afraid this pipeline comes first, and it will probably take me a week.
Will Robinson: But it'll be too late then. The moons will wane.
Dr. Zachary Smith: Ah, true, very true.