Lost in Space Page #17
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 130 min
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WILL:
But Dad's in there.
SMITH:
Will, listen to me. I have crossed
this world with you, found your
father as promised. But I can't let
you go in there unarmed.
WILL:
But I've got a gun.
SMITH:
If we go forward, the barer of that
weapon must be ready to kill. Murder
is a skill, one which I have
developed and, luckily dear boy, you
have not. Look inside your heart,
Will. Are you truly capable of
taking a life? If not, then I ask
you now, put your faith in me. Give
me your trust. Give me that gun.
Will stares him. Pulls free the pistol. Thumbs the lock pad.
WILL:
Enable gun for all users.
GUN:
Voiceprint confirmed.
Will hands Smith the gun.
SMITH:
Finally.
Smith grabs Will by the neck, pressing the barrel to his temple.
SMITH:
A brief lesson in survival on this
world or any other. Never trust
anyone. Remember it into your old
age, should you have one.
(shoving him forward)
Now move!
INT.-JUPITER TWO-ENGINE ROOM-FUTURE
John stands facing older Will. Don is in the b.g., edging towards the
control panel and the descending core material.
JOHN:
We can go back across the portals to
the past, to the functioning Jupiter
Two, where your mother and sisters
are still alive. We can use this
core material to escape together.
OLDER WILL:
And then what? All of us lost in
space. Don't you see? I can do what
you never could. I can save us all.
Don has edged his way to the descending core material.
SMITH (OVER)
I'm afraid not.
Through the doorway comes young
Will, Smith walking behind him, hand
on his shoulder, gun to his head.
SMITH:
Never fear. Smith is here.
JOHN:
Will, I. . .
SMITH:
Don't move, Professor Robinson or
this rather peculiar family reunion
will be tragically brief.
(off Don)
I'll ask you to step away from that
console, Major.
Don stares at him a beat. Then obliges, walking over to join John.
Smith approaches the Robot.
SMITH:
Well, well, some of us just don't
know when to stay dead.
Smith goes into his tunic and removes his modified control bolt.
SMITH:
I borrowed this from the probe ship
in hopes of taking over the helm
once we were in flight. But I seem
to have found a better use instead.
Smith slaps the bolt on the Robot's CPU. The automaton's arms go up,
then fall limp. Docile.
SMITH:
Let's try this dance again. You are
the puppet. I am the puppeteer. Do
get it right this time.
Smith activates the bolt. The Robot powers up once again.
SMITH:
Robot, enable electric disrupters.
The Robot's claws begin to glow with electricity. Smith smiles.
SMITH:
Now that's a good gargantuan.
Smith walks to Older Will, puts the gun to his head.
SMITH:
Say goodbye to your past. You're
future lies with me. I'm going home
in your place.
Smith starts to pull Older Will away when Will comes forward, staring
at the time machine, eyes wide with awe.
WILL:
You did it. Just like I imagined.
Re-routed the hypercore. But the
natural power source, the delivery
system. I never thought of those.
Older Will's smile is bittersweet as he places his hand on his younger
self. Touches his hair.
OLDER WILL:
You will. The future is never what
it looks like when you're ten.
SMITH:
Heartwarming. Nauseatingly
sentimental but heartwarming.
Smith shoves the boy back to his father, turns to Older Will.
SMITH:
We certainly could have aged better,
I must say Now, show me how your
little time machine works.
But Will just smiles.
SMITH:
An odd moment for mirth, don't you
think? What are you grinning at?
OLDER WILL:
Look around you, Doctor. At this
hostile world. Do you really think a
boy could have survived all alone?
SMITH-CLOSE. Puzzled. Unseen, the boulder behind him seems to be
moving, shifting. A VOICE comes, alien, yet terrifyingly familiar.
VOICE (OVER)
Never fear, Smith is here.
The shape behind him unfolds, coming up now, long spindled arms and
legs, ten feet tall, a hybrid monster, half spider, half Smith.
SPIDER SMITH:
Hello, Doctor, how nice to see me
Smith stands petrified as the creature approaches him on spindled legs,
goes down on its second knee joints, coming eye to eye.
SPIDER SMITH:
The spider's sting had some
unexpected side effects.
Spider Smith flexes his three jointed arm.
SPIDER SMITH:
But my unique gifts gave me an
advantage in this quarrelsome world.
Spider Smith reaches out and caresses Will's cheek. Turns to John.
SPIDER SMITH:
After the women were savaged, I
became the father Will never had.
He grabs Smith's arms and begins to move him about like a marionette,
engaging in a bizarre dance with himself.
SPIDER SMITH:
(bending him)
But you, Doctor. Your crude ambition
fills me with self-loathing.
(twisting him)
You see I have looked within me and
what I see is you.
With that Spider Smith lifts Smith over his head and hurls him like
torpedo through a torn hole in the hull, towards the rocks beyond.
SPIDER SMITH:
I never liked me, anyway.
Spider Smith turns to face the Robot.
SPIDER SMITH:
Kill them all.
OLDER WILL:
No.
SPIDER SMITH:
But my dear boy, once the doorway in
time stabilizes, this planet is
going to come apart at the seams.
Smith throws the back of one hand over his forehead in a parody of a
twenties starlet.
SPIDER SMITH:
I am willing to perish here on this
world for the sake of your most
noble mission. But your selfish
father will only try to stop you.
His head comes forward, neck elongating so he faces WILL.
SPIDER SMITH:
Once your mission is complete, none
of this will have happened anyway.
So why not just dispose of them?
But Will's gaze is impassive. Spider Smith actually SIGHS.
SPIDER SMITH:
Very well. Robot, take them inside
the ship and keep them there. If
they move, then kill them.
ECT.-CRATER CAVES-FUTURE
Maureen and Judy are examining the heiroglyph stone. The ground shakes.
Birds SCREAM. (OVER) RUMBLING.
MAUREEN:
We've got to get to the ship. Penny?
She turns. The clearing is empty. No Blips. No Penny. Blip runs cut
before them, grabs Maureen's hand, trying to pull her forward.
MAUREEN:
Where is she, girl?
In Blip's hand, a mass of colored ribbons from Penny's wrists. Blip
waves them in the air, then races off. A beat. The women follow.
INT.-JUPITER TWO-ENGINE ROOM-FUTURE
The pulse laser is increasing its intensity, the corridor of images in
the bubble stabilizing. The TREMORS are increasing in frequency.
PAN DOWN:
Spider Smith stands with Will, watching as the Robot shepherds the crew
towards the body of the ship.
SPIDER SMITH:
Well, it would seem the time is upon
us. Off we go, William.
Spider Smith starts climbing the gantry, truly like a spider, up
towards the bridge and crows nest hanging over the bubble.
Will walks to the control console platform, the platform now beginning
to rise on the gantry, towards the bridge above.
JOHN-POV. Something hangs from below the climbing Spider Smith's back.
It's an egg pouch of the kind they saw on the probe ship log.
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