Forbidden Planet Page #3

- All right.

Come, gentlemen.

Felt something go right

through my head.

Alta's whistle is above the pitch

of human hearing.

I often feel it myself.

- What's up?

- Look.

No, no.

No, no, watch.

He's as tame as a kitten.

Outside of the range of my daughter's

influence, it's still a deadly wild beast.

Just a routine checkup from the ship.

- What, chief?

- Everything okay, commander?

- No problem.

- Would you mind activating the viewer?

Okay.

As you can see, we're under

no restraint whatsoever.

Knock that off, Quinn.

If I can be of any help to you in your

preparations for the homeward voyage...

Thank you, sir,

but unfortunately...

...circumstances may keep us here

for a while.

- Circumstances?

- You see, my orders don't quite seem...

...to cover the Belerephon fatalities. I...

I'm forced now to contact base

for new instructions.

But, commander,

suppose these new instructions...

...require my return to Earth

for questioning.

Two years or more

away from my work here.

Tell me, just what is involved

in your making contact with Earth base?

Well, fundamentally, it's a question

of crude power.

How to short-circuit the continuum

on a five- or six-parsec level.

Of course, a transmitter of that sort

isn't exactly standard equipment.

To build one, we'd have

to cannibalize about two-thirds...

...of a ship's electronic gear, and then

unship the main drive to juice it.

Just to construct a bunker to house

a core would take about 10 days.

Disabled here for 10 days and nights?

Tell me, would 2-inch

lead shielding do as well?

It'd be better if we were carrying

I'll have Robby run it off for you...

...and you'll get it

not later than tomorrow noon.

That's very obliging of you, sir.

Obliging?

Look out there, commander.

The Belerephon party.

Nineteen years ago I dug those graves

with my own hands.

And I have, believe me, no wish

to repeat that experience.

Well, we'll see you again soon,

Alta, I hope.

- Thank you, doctor.

- Bye.

Excellent lunch, doctor.

To tell the truth,

I sometimes still miss...

...the conversation of such gentlemen

as yourself, doctor.

Well, thank you for your courtesy

and concern, sir.

Fasten your seat belts, gentlemen.

Easy with this core. Our M.G. Coils

won't take us home without it.

Come on, Cookie, get out of the way.

You wanna get run over?

Handle it gently.

It has to get us home.

Hey, you think it's far enough away

from the ship?

Sure, no interference there.

- Well, what about the magnetic puller?

- Bosun...

...just drop the thing down over there.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Where do you wish

the shielding stacked, sir?

Well, you can just put it right over there

by the core, thank you.

Wait a minute.

That's solid lead he's carrying.

Common lead would have crushed

the vehicle, sir.

This is my morning's run

of isotope 217.

The whole thing hardly comes

to 10 tons.

- Hello, Alta.

- Hi.

Does your father know you're here?

He did tell me

not to go near the ship.

After all, this isn't very near.

- All right, Cookie, out of here.

- Aye, aye, sir. Yes... Yes, sir.

Commander! Put me down, sir!

- Commander. Commander.

- What is it, chief?

If you'd like to check my assembly...

...for the monitor unit

of the klystron transmitter...

- What, already?

- Yes, sir.

Excellent.

Aren't...? Aren't these condensers

out of my accelerator circuits?

Yes, sir. And I borrowed some solenoids

from your gyrostabilizers too.

But here's the big deal, sir. I'll bet

any quantum mechanic in the service...

...would give his life for a chance

to fool around with this.

Better get this in by dark.

Won't do any good...

...to have some fool fall over it

before we transmit tomorrow.

- Good work, Quinn.

- Thank you, sir.

Come here.

Over here.

Can I be of service, sir?

Look, never mind the "sir," mister,

but I'm a stranger on this planet.

I was wondering if...

If you could tell me where I could...

A guy could get a hold

of some of the real stuff.

- Real stuff?

- For cooking purposes, you understand.

I take a big pride in my duties.

Pardon me, sir. Stuff?

Just about one jolt left.

Oh, genuine ancient rocket bourbon.

See here. Hey. Gi...

Why, you low-living contraption.

I ought to take a can opener to you.

Quiet, please.

I am analyzing.

Yes, relatively simple alcohol molecules

with traces of fusel oil.

Would 60 gallons be sufficient?

Gallons?

I've been from here to there

in this galaxy, and I want you to know...

...you're the most understanding soul

I ever met up with.

It's nothing really personal.

It's just a kiss.

But why should people

wanna kiss each other?

Oh, it's an old custom.

All of the really high civilizations

go in for it.

- But it's so silly.

- But it's good for you, though.

It stimulates the whole system.

As a matter of fact, you can't be

in tiptop health without it.

Really?

I didn't know that.

I'd be only too happy to show you.

Well, thank you very much, lieutenant.

No trouble at all.

Is that all there is to it?

Well, you... You've sort of

got to stick with it.

- Just once more. Do you mind?

- Oh, not at all.

There must be something seriously

the matter with me...

...because, honestly, I haven't noticed

the least bit of stimulation.

Honey, let's do this thing right.

Now, here.

Are you giving me the treatment?

Are you?

- Lieutenant Farman.

- Don't say a word, sir. L...

I know there are a lot of pressing duties

waiting for me back at the ship.

And rank does have

its little privileges, sir.

And you can depend on it that...

...those privileges won't be stretched

into taking your kind of advantages.

- Oh, but l...

- Dismissed.

What's the matter with him?

Why did he leave?

- Why did you both act so funny?

- Well, what do you expect?

Well, don't you understand, Alta?

No? Well, look at yourself.

You can't run around like that

in front of men.

Particularly not a space wolf

like Farman.

So for Pete's sake go home

and put on something that'll...

Anything.

What's wrong with my clothes?

I designed them myself.

Stop looking at me that way.

I don't think I like it.

What do you mean?

We were just trying to get

a little healthy stimulation...

...from hugging and kissing,

that's all.

Oh, that's all.

It's so easy for you, isn't it?

There's no feelings, no emotions, you...

Nothing human

would ever enter your mind.

Well, it so happens that I'm in command

of 18 competitively selected...

...super-perfect physical specimens

with an average age of 24.6...

...who have been locked up

in hyperspace for 378 days.

It would have served you right

if I hadn't of... And... And he...

Get out of here before I have

you run out of the area under guard.

And then I'll put more guards

on the guards.

"And then I'll put more guards

on the guards."

I don't like him.

I just don't like him.

The way he kept looking at me.

Then he shouted.

- What about?

- I don't know. I don't know, really.

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