Forbidden Planet Page #7

Jerry!

Fire!

- Father!

- Alta.

- Father!

- Altaira.

- Alta. Alta, where are you?

- Father.

- What is it? What's the matter?

- I just had a terrible dream.

There was blood and fire

and thunder...

...and something awful was moving

in the middle of it.

I could hear the roar and bellow.

Now, now, now, you know

a dream can't hurt you.

Not me. Not us.

The thing I saw was trying to break

into camp. It was gonna kill...

You'll take care of him for me,

won't you, Father? You'll protect him.

My darling,

I'm completely helpless...

...as long as he remains here

so willfully.

Come now. Come.

- Bosun.

- Yes, sir.

- Get those graves dug. Keep busy.

- Right. The busier the better.

Randall, give me audio-com.

Well, men, whatever it was,

our main battery stopped it.

You believe that?

No, it just went away

for some reason. It'll be back.

Doc, an invisible being that cannot

be disintegrated by atomic fission.

No, skipper,

that is a scientific impossibility.

Hypnotic illusions

don't tear people apart.

That's true enough,

but any organism...

...dense enough to survive

three billion electron volts...

...would have to be made

of solid nuclear material.

It would sink

to the center of this planet.

Well, you saw it yourself,

standing in those neutron beams.

And there's your answer.

It must've been renewing

its molecular structure...

...from one microsecond to the next.

- Bosun.

- Aye, sir.

- I want the tractor.

- Ready, sir.

We pick up the girl and her father

whether they like it or not?

Section 86A, evacuate all civilians

from disaster area.

You left out

two very important words:

"Where feasible."

Now, if you'll remember

the Belerephon expedition...

...their ship was vaporized

trying to lift off.

Which makes it a gilt-edged priority

that one of us...

...gets into that Krell lab

and takes that brain boost.

- Bosun.

- Aye, sir.

I'm leaving you in command.

Get the ship operational.

Do your best to wait it out

for me and the doctor.

But the second

that fence shorts again, you lift off...

...and report back to Earth base

on conditions in this sector.

Right, skipper.

All right, get everything

aboard ship.

We're pulling out.

No lights showing.

Yeah.

Look, Doc, in case we make it

into that lab...

...Ill take the first go

at the IQ booster.

- You hear me?

- I hear you.

I am monitored to admit no one

at this hour.

Well, that sounded final.

Maybe if we reasoned with him.

My beams are focused

on your blasters, gentlemen.

Hasn't he got a built-in rule against

wringing our little necks for us?

That is true, sir.

Yet I am monitored

to admit no one.

Robby, let them in.

Alta, this is your father's order.

- Now, get out of the way.

- Quiet.

Robby, emergency cancellation

Archimedes.

Why are you here?

We were attacked. Three more

men dead, including Jerry Farman.

I don't know...

...it was just some kind of

big outline in the disintegrator beams.

- And you can't explain it?

- No.

Well, anyway, we fought it,

and we lost.

- I figure it'll be back.

- Then you must leave now.

I'm not going without you.

But I can't possibly leave him alone,

I just can't.

- Then we'll take him.

- By force? I can't agree to that either.

Can't you? You don't realize

what's loose on this planet.

But I'm immune,

like both my parents.

I don't believe it.

Nothing could be immune to that.

Oh, darling, darling, please go.

- Please, please, if you love me, go.

- Alta.

Doc, will you talk some sense

to this girl?

I'm in over my head.

Doc?

Doc.

Doc.

On the sofa, Robby.

So you took the brain boost, huh?

You ought to see my new mind...

...up there in lights.

Bigger than his now.

Now, easy, Doc.

Morbius was too close to the problem.

The Krell had completed their project.

The big machine...

...no instrumentalities...

...true creation.

Come on, Doc, let's have it.

- But the Krell forgot one thing.

- Yes, what?

Monsters, John.

Monsters from the id.

The id? What's that?

Talk, Doc.

Doc.

Oh, Doc.

Doc.

How romantic.

The fool.

The meddling idiot.

As though his ape's brain

could contain the secrets of the Krell.

Father, he's dead.

He was warned,

and now he's paid.

Let him be buried with the other

victims of human greed and folly.

Morbius...

...you wanted me

to make a choice.

Now you've chosen for me.

- Alta.

- I'm ready to go with you, darling.

Altaira. No.

- I will place him in the tractor, sir.

- Thank you.

She mustn't do this.

She must be prevented.

Morbius, what is the id?

Young man, my daughter is planning

a foolish action, and she'll be punished.

- What is the id?

- Id, id, id.

It's a...

It's an obsolete term...

...Im afraid, once used to describe...

...the elementary basis

of the subconscious mind.

Monsters from the id.

Monsters from the subconscious.

Of course, that's what Doc meant.

Morbius, the big machine,

Enough power for a whole

population of creative geniuses.

Operated by remote control.

Morbius, operated by

the electromagnetic impulses...

...of individual Krell brains.

- To what purpose?

In return, that machine would

instantaneously project solid matter...

...to any point on the planet. In any

shape or color they might imagine.

For any purpose, Morbius.

Creation by mere thought.

Why haven't I seen this all along?

But like you, the Krell

forgot one deadly danger...

...their own subconscious hate

and lust for destruction.

The beast.

The mindless primitive.

Even the Krell must have evolved

from that beginning.

And so those mindless beasts

of the subconscious had access...

...to a machine that could

never be shut down.

The secret devil

of every soul on the planet...

...all set free at once

to loot and maim...

...and take revenge, Morbius, and kill.

My poor Krell.

After a million years

of shining sanity...

...they could hardly have understood

what power was destroying them.

Yes, young man...

...all very convincing,

but for one obvious fallacy.

The last Krell died

...but today, as we all know...

...there is still at large

on this planet, a living monster.

Your mind refuses

to face the conclusion.

What do you mean?

Morbius.

- Morbius.

- What?

Something is approaching

from the southwest.

It is now quite close.

- Could Robby be wrong?

- No, never.

There it comes.

I feel sorry for you, young man.

Feel sorry for your daughter, Morbius.

It's listening.

Alta, go into my study.

- You still refuse to face the truth.

- What truth?

Morbius, that thing out there...

...it's you.

- You're insane.

How else would you have led it here

where Alta must see you torn to pieces?

Still think she's immune?

She's joined herself to me.

- Yes, and whatever comes, forever.

- Say it's a lie.

Let it hear you.

Tell it you don't love this man.

Not even if I could.

Stop it, Robby. Don't let it in.

Kill it, Robby.

It's no use.

He knows it's your other self.

We're safe.

Why did you jumble

that combination?

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