Lost in Space (TV Series)

Invaders from the Fifth Dimension (1965)

Jonathan Harris: Dr. Zachary Smith

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• [Will is about to put his hands into some clear liquid trickling down a rock face when Dr. Smith hauls him back abruptly] 

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Don't touch that!

  Will Robinson : Wha...!

  Dr. Zachary Smith : That stuff would have taken the hide off you quicker than a peach in boiling oil.

  Will Robinson : But I've seen Mom use the same kind of water to cook in.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Dear boy, it may look the same but chemically it's no closer to water than chalk is to cheese.

  Will Robinson : You know what I think? I think you're just fooling me. I don't think there's any danger to me OR to my folks. I think you just took me away from them to get even or to force 'em to take you back - or I don't KNOW what!

  [Dr. Smith walks away smugly then sits and looks at Will, grinning] 

  Dr. Zachary Smith : All right. If you think I'm a humbug, go right ahead and put your hand in the water. Go on. You shouldn't be afraid to put your hand in what seems to be clear, HARMLESS drinking water. Go on.

  [Will makes several attempts to touch the running fluid but doubt restrains him] 

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Well?

• Prof. John Robinson : Get down!

  Maj. Don West : So that's the monster.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Now that doesn't look very monstrous, does it?

  Maj. Don West : Neither do you... Do you suppose we could blast them out?

  [Alien spacecraft begins powering up for departure] 

  The Robot : The craft is surrounded by a force field in the fifth dimension, which is... mathematically... impossible.

  Prof. John Robinson : I guess it takes a human being to accept the impossible.

  Maureen Robinson : Stop them! Can't you stop them?

  The Robot : Negative.

  Prof. John Robinson : [Holds Maureen back]  Maureen!

  Maureen Robinson : Will!

  Prof. John Robinson : I order you to try!

  The Robot : They will disable me.

  Prof. John Robinson : [Sternly]  I order you to try and stop them!

  [Places hand on laser pistol for emphasis] 

  Prof. John Robinson : [Robot slowly advances and fires a volley of energy projectiles, which bounce off the spacecraft. The last bolt ricochets back on the Robot, disabling him] 

  Prof. John Robinson : Again! I order you to try!

  Dr. Zachary Smith : It's no use. It's just like throwing good money after bad, if you don't mind the comparison.

  Prof. John Robinson : I DO mind.

• Dr. Zachary Smith : If it's natives you're after, there's a whole tribe of them right down there in the valley. Eh, the natives here are called "Robinsons." I could show you the way.

• Alien : One of the circuits in our guidance control system has worn out. We must replace what you would call a computer.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Ah, well, the natives down there, they've got a slew of computers in their spaceship. I could get one for you right away if you'll let me go.

  Alien : Primitive toys! A million times a million of them would not replace one of OUR components.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Then... whadda you want with me?

  Alien : Only one type of computer will serve our needs.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : What's that?

  Alien : A humanoid brain.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : A WHAT?

  Alien : Even such a primitive one as yours.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : MINE?

  Alien : Only a portion of it.

• Alien : We may have to reduce your size somewhat to fit the available space.

  Dr. Zachary Smith : That's impossible! You can't!

  Alien : Why do you say that?

• Dr. Zachary Smith : Come along, my boy. We're almost there.

  Will Robinson : How much further is it?

  Dr. Zachary Smith : Well, now... not quite as close as your shadow nor quite as far as Texas but somewhere between.