Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [ Will ] But he may be dead. - If he is...
Let's check that culture.
Oh, how could I let them do this to me?
He didn't have to tell me. I knew it myself.
I wouldn't mind if he came back and tried something bad again...
Well, one thing-- once we get this water conversion unit insulated...
wait for some recognizable symptoms to appear.
using up our water.
- Grow? - Yes, sir.
- when you were a teenager. - I was never a teenager in your sense of the word.
- How much is left in the tank? - He got it all.
Try and persuade him to come back with us.
An acromegalous monster.
[ Straining ]
don't be surprised if I give out with three loud cheers, Will.
storming at us because he thinks we're so incompetent.
a small prayer of thanks.
the universe.
Dr. Smith is a reluctant inhabitant of this planet.
John, isn't there something we can give him to neutralize it?
If he comes at us with another tree, we'll all be pulp.
Everybody all right back there?
Mother, if this happened to Debbie when she ate that fruit, then--
You're as big as all these trees.
Get him some soup.
[ All Laughing ]
It seems to have affected the nasal passages as well as the pituitary.
That's the only reason you're here-- to get that fuel cell.
Dr. Smith?
the eccentric orbit of this hostile planet...
Where were you, Doctor? Where was your mind?
That Does Not Compute
John, he's not in his cabin, and he's not anywhere in the ship.
[ John ] We can't stay at this peak heat forever.
Now, what do you call stealing our one good fuel cell? Hmm? An act of brotherly love?
Dr. Smith, don't eat that!
Now, you've had plenty of training in interplanetary travel like the rest of us.
Well, you didn't have to do that. There's plenty more.
I wouldn't plan on putting a swimming pool in this season.
Now, he knew as well as we do that we're not supposed to eat anything...
that men of medicine are remembered for.
- Separately or in clumps? - Separately.
Approach of alien object.
I don't understand.
Well, that figures. I'll bet that's how you could sneak gas out of cars...
Dr. Zachary Smith!
Do you think she knows what's happened to her?
Apparently, he was well enough to take a few things with him before he left.
Now, what do you think he put on that?
Cover my feet, will you? I think my cold is getting worse.
I think I've caught a cold.
No, before we do that, I think we'd better check the tank...
Oh, I wish there was some way of letting him know how sorry I am.
but I think he's a very lonely and a frightened man right now.
Mother, come quickly!