Voyage to the Prehistoric Planet

The year, 2020. The moon has been

explored and colonized.

And the next space goal is about to be reached.

The first landing by man on the planet Venus.

Scientists profoundly hope that life, similar

to that on earth, may be found on this planet...

...where so many physical conditions are like our own.

Three rocket ships of an international

space expedition - the Sirius, Vega and Capella...

...after having successfully traveled

two hundred millions miles...

...are in the final stages of their journey...

...rapidly approaching their destination.

What is it? What's happened?

Capella, sir. I'm afraid she's been hit by a meteorite.

Damaged?

Completely destroyed, sir.

Contact the Sirius at once.

Yes, sir.

And almost there. It seems so unfair.

There's no fair or unfair to

a meteorite. You get hit.

You die.

Seems so unreal.

I'd just spoken to them.

We joked.

It's Lunar 7, Commander!

Patch it in.

Attention, crews of Sirius and Vega!

We were deeply sorry to learn of the loss of the Capella.

Flight Path A, however, must still be followed.

Therefore, we request both ships to go into orbit

and remain there til the arrival of Spaceship Esther...

...due to blast off here immediately.

Meanwhile, secure and relay instrument information

about conditions on Venus.

That is all.

That's swell.

Orbit and wait.

For how long?

- Huh?

- Why complain?

It's Hartman. He's the one who built this baby.

And know when he says we should go

fly all around Venus...

...it's precisely what'll happen.

Better plan on it.

There's more I can do than orbit and wait.

What do you mean?

Look, the plan before was to land at one ship.

That's true, with the cybernetic machine.

You keep it! Why don't I pilot?

But, Andre, the machine will study the land.

This I know. But I'm more observant, more apt

to see what's going on.

You don't wanna send a monster.

Venus must be seen by more than a robot!

Alright. Just suppose we go

along with you, Andre.

What about Hartman's plan?

- Hartman would agree with me.

- But we can't take that chance.

Then, what do we do?

We contact Kern, and we ask him to have the

robot computer landing plan for the auxiliary spacecraft.

Assuming he'll be out for it.

Awaken, John.

Awaken.

Go, John. Monitor, John.

I hear you.

Preview us. Be extra precise.

There are changes you must make in our

present landing pattern program.

Plan now for Sirius and Vega.

You, me and Sherman.

On the same spaceship.

Commander Lockhart, Walters and Ferneau

on the second ship.

First ship, Sirius. Second ship, Vega.

Problem? Land on Venus and return.

Land three, and three. Sirius return five,

leaving one.

What man remains?

Then one of six must remain.

That one shall be me.

Lunar Station 7.

Lunar Station 7.

This is command ship Vega calling.

Command ship Vega.

Come in, Vega. We read you.

Professor Hartman, message from the Vega.

Alexandre Townman has computed a new flight plan.

We request approval for landing of Kern, Sherman,

and robot in the auxiliary spacecraft.

They will seek a safe area on Venus to land.

Command ship Sirius with Lockhart,

Walters and Ferneau.

I will keep the Vega in orbit, in order to ensure the

safe return of the Sirius with our men.

We feel it unnecessary to have to wait for the

arrival of the auxiliary.

This is Professor Hartman speaking.

Your plan is quite logical.

But I'm concerned about the possible psychological

danger to you in remaining too long on the Vega.

Get the psychological tests ready.

Well, I had expected to land with the others, but...

In view of the emergency situation, I feel this is a better plan.

Professor Hartman, I'm positive I can handle it.

So am I, doc.

Who's that?

Sherman, professor. Didn't anyone ever tell ya

ladies are tougher than men?

You're quite right, Sherman.

Perhaps I did forget.

Permission granted.

Thank you, Professor Hartman. I will contact

you again with a progress report at 0400 hours.

Commander Lockhart, Vega's calling.

Yes?

We've received permission to land, to be followed by the Sirius.

Well, now. And just how do you suggest

we manage that?

- Marsha will stay and keep Vega in orbit -

- It's her job.

But it sounds like it's all set.

Kern's robot calculated the details.

If you're sure, let's get moving on it.

Andre?

I'm ready, Skipper.

I'm with you also.

Sherman, make room for a spaceship.

I'll join you there.

Maybe.

Good luck.

See you on Venus.

Pressure reading on planet's surface...

Two and three.

No sign of opening.

Cloud formations, thirty percent ash content.

I see something.

A spot of red glowing with great brilliance.

Right through the spectrums.

Spot of red could be Hades.

We are now gathering all possible data

in preparation for landing.

However, no observation from orbit can let us know

the answer to the most important question...

...we've come to ask of Venus.

Does life in any form exist on this planet?

And if so, what kind?

I personally doubt if any does, my dear Marsha.

A planet of fire below us.

This is a new world, or will it consume us all?

Suppose that vibrant spot could be a city or something?

Attention, Sirius. Attention, Sirius.

Sherman, Kern and Automaton John,

ready to embark at 0100 hours.

I envy you, Sherman.

And you Kern.

To be the first humans to set foot on Venus.

We wish you all a success.

I envy you both. Good luck.

Bon voyage.

It's about to hit the cloud layer.

She's moving well.

At any moment now.

Black clouds. Lightning.

I don't like the looks of this.

I'm turning control over to robot John.

Ahead steep mountain.

I am going up.

Wow, close call.

We're watching on the location-finder.

The area is strange. This is truly a prehistoric planet.

- Prehistoric planet is right!

- Hey, there's a hard, level spot.

Right.

Attention, Sirius. Your landing location

is square 73.

We're now dropping our beacons.

Landing three hundred meters

southwest of square 73.

Uh-oh, there's water beneath us.

We're drifting.

Commander Lockhart!

Commander Lockhart, what happened?

Marsha.

Don't be too worried.

The signal was only broken by the horizon.

I'm sure they've landed.

In an hour, when we pass in orbit,

we'll contact them again.

Yes, sir.

Is there anything further you'd like me to do?

Not for now.

We might as well all get some rest.

Sherman.

Kern.

Answer.

Kern!

Sherman!

Kern!

Are you there?

It's hopeless.

We've no choice.

Let's break orbit.

We'll prepare the ship.

You'd better bring her about and plan the course to find it.

Marsha.

Marsha, are you listening?

Yes, Commander?

It's likely they're in trouble and need help.

The responsibility's ours.

Yes, sir.

Listen to me.

If something should happen...

Don't you be afraid.

I won't.

I promise.

Shall I sign off now?

You can help us most...

...if you will be brave and keep faith.

I will.

Hello, Sirius!

This is Professor Hartman speaking.

Hello, Sirius!

This is Professor Hartman speaking.

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