Voyage to the Prehistoric Planet Page #4

If I could just see what she looks like.

Can the car make it?

I'm sure.

Are you a lovely lady?

Or a monster looking down on us with scorn,

breathing fire?

Andre!

Andre!

Thanks for waiting.

She'd take care of you!

Stop teasing him, Hans.

He's in love.

- Strange. It's gotten suddenly dark.

- Well, no wonder!

What makes you say that?

There's an ash cloud above us.

An ash cloud?

- A volcano.

- Yes.

It's spectacular.

And beyond the volcano...

...it looks like the lights of a city.

The red spot Andre saw.

- We must get a move on.

- Not right away.

This might be our only chance to gather some samples!

Lava and ash.

To take away with us.

Alright. We'll go to a much better

vantage point right now.

- Sherman, come.

- But look at the magnificence!

No one on Earth has seen such a sight.

Hurry, we've got to move to higher ground.

I am hurrying.

Are you getting the spectra sample?

Getting it now.

That's enough.

The lava is rising.

We've waited too long.

It's covered our path!

Perhaps we could run a rope.

- How?

- We did before.

- With John.

- There is no more time.

- John?

- Yes, I hear you.

Carry us across the lava.

Climb on, quick!

Audibility getting better.

Why's he talking?

Giving radio assistance

according to your request.

And determining distance, two miles.

It's Lockhart!

I hope so, my friend.

I'm sure!

They'll be by here any minute, yelling taxi.

A remarkable invention you have here!

Nice to here you admit it, Allen.

Temperature for extremities,

five hundred degrees.

My self-preservation mechanism says I must

eliminate extra weight.

What now?

Disconnect the mechanism.

Where?

Open the door.

- Here?

- Press panel.

- Hurry, or we're dead for sure.

- I have no wrench!

Let me!

I am forced to get rid of this weight.

He's gonna throw us off!

Pull the wires!

- He's going through the lava.

- Speed, Hans.

Press the tunnel!

I have! I've done everything!

Kern.

Kern...

We must hold on!

They'll be here!

Wish me luck.

For God sakes, hurry.

He's here!

Sherman! Kern!

Commander!

- Andre!

- Here, let me help you out, my friend!

I never thought I'd see your ugly face again.

We save 'em, and he insults us!

We should've saved Kern's robot instead!

Kern, you really did make it.

Is the robot finished?

Yes.

Just a metal monster.

Yet, when his destruction was imminent...

He called my name.

Looks pleasant and calm.

But frightening.

Yes, I suppose it does, if you use imagination.

- We'll soon be home.

- That's right.

But we'll leave a friend behind.

Come.

Join the rest of us.

- Any luck?

- No.

No.

We'll be out of here soon.

How do you know that?

What else is there to do?

Well, we can look for Andre's girl.

Very cute, Hans.

Did you name them after us?

Well, with triplets, it's better with numbers.

Looks to me like he's raising his own countdown.

Why not names?

Might forget.

I'm worried about him.

So you really found proof there were people on this planet?

Hard to believe.

Believe it or not, my dear Mr. Kern, it's true.

And they could still be here.

I don't go along with that.

Could a human survive in a place like this?

You survived.

And man will almost always adapt himself in time.

And don't forget, in the dim past we all lived in water.

For centuries, our earth was toxic.

But that atmosphere evolved mankind's form.

Adjusting's the answer.

And I bet that these people on our planet couldn't live.

The air'd be poison.

Afraid I don't share your opinion.

You just can't close your mind to it.

We've found proof, proof of intelligent beings.

And those lizard men of Kern's. That's proof.

Look, suppose they do look like lizards.

Couldn't they be people?

Suppose they saw the ship.

Got frightened, then got their lizard costumes on...

Then jumped up and down to spook us away!

What possible story could explain it better, eh?

Now, you're the winner.

Joking aside, my friend. Man, lizard or what...

I know there were or are intelligent people here.

If we just had time!

I think they might come to us!

Look, even you, Kern, said you thought you saw the

lights of a city beyond the volcano.

I said they looked like, not were.

Here, you two. Have some coffee and rest your voices.

That voice that comes to us now and then...

What does she look like?

If I could only see her...

She couldn't be anything but beautiful.

Why do I keep thinking about it?

I'll probably never know the answer.

- Hey! Hey, watch that!

- Now, that's where you countdown!

Better get out our locator, Andre.

She wants you to stay on path.

- Just you wait.

- I think perhaps we should be trying to find her.

And take her with us!

I vote for that.

But she might not like us much anyway.

If we can explore beyond those hills, I'd

bet ya money we'd find her. And the city.

You've been reading too many comics.

Kern wouldn't believe she existed if she

were sitting on his lap right now!

Wanna bet?

We're here.

Boys, I think we did a job we can be proud of.

Look at all the samples we got!

There's gonna be a large headline when they

see all these great things we're bringin' back to 'em.

This one's loaded.

- Old man...

- Steady, child.

Bring the spectra.

That's the last.

Commander Lockhart, hurry! We have

Marsha's recording from Vega!

I hope the automatic recorders in Sirius

will record this message.

I have been unable to contact Lunar Station 7 for further instructions.

I cannot wait any longer while my fellow

astronauts are in need of my help.

I am therefore disobeying Plan 1 and landing on Venus.

The dial of the automatic control system

is now indicating...

...that in one minute the propellants

will be ignited.

I -

This is a mess now.

More than that.

Marsha's mistake was the worst.

The worst.

We'd better make a plan.

A good one.

No more can this go.

I hope she's still safe.

Hello, Vega. Hello, Vega.

She may have crashed and burned.

I pray not.

- We should notify Hartman.

- We can only contact Hartman through Vega.

Men, we must act.

You Sherman, Kern, Andre, I suggest this.

Maybe she's there.

Hans and I must blast up in orbit.

We will try to locate Vega.

If we find her there at all, and I pray we do...

We'll contact you and Dr. Hartman.

- Yes, sir.

- How do the rest of you feel?

I'm for moving on just as fast as we can get airborne.

Quickly, Andre!

Come on!

This was all level ground when we landed!

The stream's cutting a whole new channel above!

Kern, look here!

A crack running clear across!

Widens any more and we'll all be lost!

Quick! Lighten ship for emergency blast-off!

Maybe we can beat it!

Hurry, the weather station's next.

It's Marsha!

Hans, when was the last transmission from Marsha?

7:
20.

I thought I heard you say you saw her.

I didn't, but radar did.

There's a record of her passing after that time.

She didn't land after all.

She's still up there.

You sure?

Let's track her.

Marsha, hello. Come in.

Marsha, what happened to you?

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