Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They've stopped.
Well, you'd better come on up now.
We used to just sit there and rattle them off.
Let me look.
Way ahead of us, eh?
Dad? [ Echoes ]
Will?
Any, uh, casualties?
Dad!
- [ Machines Whirring ] - [ Chattering ]
has just begun to strike us.
A little more homework this evening, my friend...
No, no, no! Back to Earth!
I don't tamper, Dr. Robinson.
[ John ] Here, set her down.
Here they come. And here we go!
Two steps forward, my mechanical friend.
- Where's the major? - In the air lock.
Dad!
All in one basket-- Alpha Centauri.
Oh, its "pathways"?
- You'd better go down and get him. - I'll go!
They've been out an awfully long time.
Scintillation detector?
found himself helplessly adrift...