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Penny stands in the f.g. with Blip on her arm, taking plant samples,

talking into her video recorder.

PENNY:

After much deliberation, the Space

Captive has decided to accept her new

role as member of the crew. The

Robinsons, after all, can obviously

use her help...

Blip jumps up on Penny's arm, knocking her recorder to the ground.

PENNY:

(flaring)

Now look what you've done. Stop

hanging all over me.

Blip stares at her, frightened by her tone, begins backing away to the

edge of the forest. She looks at Penny, then disappears into the thick

brush..

PENNY:

Blip. Wait. I'm sorry. Damn.

Penny heads after the creature. HOLD on her recorder. Forgotten.

CHAPTER 19:
A Different Future

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EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE-DAY

Will and Smith are walking down a forest path. The boy has a radiation

tracker in his hand.

WILL:

I've got a fix on Dad's suit beacon.

Dead ahead is a field of beautiful, alien flowers, their purple leaves

moving in the wind like an azure sea.

WILL:

Wow, that's Mom's favorite color.

SMITH:

How droll.

(OVER) a tremendous RUMBLING. The WIND ROARS. Suddenly, the air in the

distance begins to twist, a rushing distortion sweeping towards them,

flowers growing, landscape aging rapidly within.

SMITH:

Run, child, run.

Smith turns, begins to flee, pulling Will with him, away from the

rushing warp. Smith trips, falls, closes his eyes, waiting for the

distortion to overtake him. A beat. He opens his eyes.

SMITH-POV. A glowing, stationary portal shimmers behind him, revealing

beyond a forest ever older, darker, more overgrown.

SMITH:

Will? Will?

No sign of the boy. Then, from behind a tree, Will appears.

WILL:

Wow!

The field across the portal has is now a mass of giant plants, the

flowers a deep red. Will rushes across the rip in space.

SMITH:

William, wait!

WILL:

See, over here I'm in the future.

(steps back towards Smith)

Here I'm in the past. Don't worry.

If my theories are correct, these

doorways should remain stable, for

a while anyway.

SMITH:

I can barely contain my glee. Why

aren't you aging like the plants?

WILL:

That's just an effect of the portals

forming. Once they stabilize you can

cross from one time to another

just like stepping between two

rooms.

(off his tracker)

Dad's signal is this way. Come on,

Doctor Smith.

Will takes Smith's hand, pulls him across the threshold.

SMITH-POV. Where he stands is now lush, the sky overhead a glowing

crimson. Yet behind him, the path in as it originally appeared.

Younger. The sky, bright. Will has run deeper into the brush.

Smith notices something by his feet. He clears away the brush,

revealing shapes beneath the foliage. His expression darkens.

WILL (OVER)

What did you find?

Will has returned.

SMITH:

Come, come, son, no time for

distractions. Let's move on.

Smith shoves Will on, the boy unable to see what Smith saw.

PAN DOWN. Headstones. Each bears a marking, the names still legible.

Maureen, Penny and Judy Robinson.

EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE-DAY-PRES

John and Don emerge from the brush. They have come to one of the crater

walls. John looks from the rock face to his tracker.

JOHN:

Damn.

WEST:

Damn? Damn is not good.

JOHN:

The radiation signature we've been

tracking. it's a ghost. A

reflection from the Jupiter Two

bouncing off the ore in these walls.

There's no core material here.

(OVER) a sudden RUMBLING. The ground shakes. The ROAR of WIND. A time

portal rushes towards them like a glittering maw, the side of the

crater aging and crumbling in it's wake.

John and Don race away from the distortion, ducking falling trees, roll

clear as the portal stabilizes, now a fixed doorway to a darker, more

deserted future.

JOHN:

The ship's back that way. we have to

go through.

EXT.-BRUSH-DAY-PRESENT

Penny is pushing through the forest.

PENNY:

Blip? I'm sorry. Blip?

She spots the tiny creature ahead in the distance. Blip SNIFFS the

ground, runs a few steps. SNIFFS again. Looks up. There, before Blip is

another glittering hole in time. The forest beyond is far thicker, the

sky red. Blip steps through the portal.

PENNY:

Blip, wait.

Penny goes to the edge of the portal, stares at the monstrously tall

trees beyond. A beat. Then she steps through, following.

EXT.-CRATER CAVES-FUTURE

Penny pushes through dwindling brush to a series of rocky overhangs and

caverns cut into the crater wall.

BLIP is standing over a large circular stone, hopping up and down,

CHIRPING and BLIPPING madly.

PENNY:

Blip, you can't run off like that.

(closing on the stone)

What the-?

THE STONE-CLOSE. A series of hieroglyphs are painted on the giant rock,

their images the same style as those on the probe ship.

HIEROGLYPH ONE-CLOSE. A mighty battle in space is depicted.

PENNY (OVER)

Some kind of fight, in space. It

almost looks like the probe ship

Major West blew up.

HIEROGLYPH TWO-CLOSE. A fiery star falls to the planet's surface.

PENNY:

That could be the Jupiter Two crash

landing.

HIEROGLYPH THREE-CLOSE. Here a dark haired beauty holds a single lizard

monkey aloft, her face remarkably like Penny's.

Suddenly BLIP begins to SHRIEK. (OVER) RUSTLING leaves.

SHAPES are moving in the trees, the vague outline of camouflaged forms

dropping to the ground. Five figures suddenly de-camouflage. Lizard

monkeys, two large, two smaller.

Directly in front of Penny, the largest monkey de-camouflages. Fully

grown, the beast is nearly twice Penny's height. Around the creature's

wrist is something odd. An old, tattered green ribbon.

BLIP begins to SCREAM and SHRIEK.

PENNY:

Blip, no!

Too late. Blip leaps on the giant creature, grabs the ribbon. The beast

could slap Blip away like a fly. But the creature doesn't resist, just

stares down at Blip with something akin to tenderness.

Blip looks at the ribbon in his hand. Then at the one around her wrist.

Save for their age difference., the ribbons are identical.

The giant monkey moves forward, closing on a petrified Penny, paw

reaching out, touching her face. The beast begins stroking Penny's

cheek in a familiar gesture of comfort.

GIANT BLIP:

Nice girl. Pretty girl. Nice.

Penny stares up in stunned wonder.

EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE-EVENING-FUTURE

Don and John are crossing the brush. The terrain in growing ever more

desolate, desert like. The double suns hang on the horizon.

JOHN:

We should be able to see the ship.

Something catches the light on the ground beside them. Don reaches down

and lifts a small metal fragment in his hand.

METAL-CLOSE. On it is the familiar logo of the United Space Agency.

WEST:

Could these be from the probe?

JOHN:

Corroded. This metal is decades old.

Don finds another piece of wreckage, turns it over in his hand.

WEST:

It's not possible.

WRECKAGE-CLOSE. The fragment bears a simple legend: Jupiter Two.

WEST:

What kind of nightmare is this?

Where the hell are we?

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