Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- In bucketfuls! - Let's go!

I'd rather stay steamed until we catch up with...

- All right, we'll get you in-- - Stay away from me!

I wonder why Dr. Smith didn't take the Robot with him.

- [ Sneezes ] - [ Wind Gusting ]

Now, there's another thing.

Here you go. [ Sighs ]

Now, that with the little we have left in the storage tanks means that...

[ Sighs ] Does not, Will.

[ John ] It's better to be big and alive than average and dead...

[ Dr. Smith ] Stand where you are!

- Zachary Smith. - But where is he?

There wasn't much to begin with, and my hair is still soapy.

"Get birds' eggs out of nests without climbing."

Look, Judy, we can't help what he thinks.

I don't think so, Dr. Smith.

I'll be the one to see it and quickly alert the camp.

Maureen? Maureen?

Nothing but, uh, pineapple sherbet so far.

because we don't pay any attention to him.

Did you get a reading on the outside temperature, Dad?

He's more likely to eat you than that sandwich.

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Get your clothes on. I want everyone present...

But he may be hungry as well as thirsty. That's why he's so mad.

It might just as well have stayed where it was.

You knew they'd be the first thing I'd see!

if we made an exception and gave them their water ration now?

That's not true at all.

Smith, we want you to return with us to the ship.

Um, and just what, may I ask, are you doing?

We'll find him.

Likes to leave the herd, be by himself.

along with a strange, unearthly silence.

- How much did you say was in this tank? - Twenty-four gallons.

How can you help a freak? A sport of nature?

- Nothing. - Precisely.

[ Don ] Have you seen anything unusual?

- Well, take another look while I hold. - All right.

Now, you needn't worry. There's plenty for everyone.

There we are, now. Water break.

[ Dr. Smith ] Are you all mad?

We can only follow this course in the daylight.

But you're back to normal size. That's what's important.