Forbidden Planet

In the final decade

of the 21st century...

...men and women in rocket ships

landed on the moon.

By 2200 A.D., they had reached

the other planets of our solar system.

Almost at once there followed

the discovery of hyperdrive...

...through which the speed of light

was first attained...

...and later greatly surpassed.

And so at last mankind

began the conquest...

...and colonization of deep space.

United Planets Cruiser C-57D...

...now more than a year out

from Earth base...

...on a special mission

to the planetary system...

...of the great

main-sequence star Altair.

- When do we get a D.C. Fix, Jerry?

- Half a minute, skipper.

Ship on course, sir.

We'll reach D.C. Point at 17:01.

That's less than three minutes now.

- All right. Take it away.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Chief, we'll drop below light speed

in about three minutes.

- Got your breakable gear stowed?

- Aye, sir.

All right. Good.

D.C. Set and punched on, skipper.

All right, attention.

Captain to crew.

All hands squared away to decelerate.

Ship's beeper will as usual

sound 10 times after lights dim.

- Come on, Doc. D.C., Bosun.

- Aye, aye, sir.

D.C. Stations.

On the double.

Wanna bounce through this one?

All right. We're down

to 0.3896 of light speed.

Warm in here, skipper.

Yeah.

Jerry, you...

There's Altair right on the nose, skipper.

Meanwhile this ship arranges

its own eclipses.

Okay, Jerry,

punch out an orbit on the fourth planet.

Aye, aye, skipper.

Ship in approach, skipper.

Helical vector oriented.

Attention.

Captain to crew, attention.

Our destination, Altair-4,

is now visible on the main view plate.

As you recollect from your briefing

lectures, this is an Earth-type planet.

Twenty years ago

the spacecraft Belerephon landed here...

...with a prospecting party of scientists.

Our mission is to search for survivors.

That is all.

The Lord sure makes

some beautiful worlds.

How do these continents

check with the old charts?

Itll tell you better in a little while,

skipper. Time for brakes.

Okay, take it away.

Astrogator to crew.

Stand by to change flux.

Another one of them new worlds.

No beer, no women, no pool parlors.

Nothing.

Nothing to do but throw rocks at cans,

and we gotta bring our own tin cans.

Attention. Captain to crew.

Now, hear this.

We are now entering

the atmosphere of Altair-4.

No survival suits

will be required upon landing.

Oxygen content:
4.7 richer

than Earth standard.

Gravity only 0.897.

Adjust your equipment accordingly.

That is all.

All hands, check equipment.

Not even any

short-range radio signals yet?

Not so far, sir.

Jerry, can you make out

anything down there?

I may be missing

some individual structures...

...but there are no cities, ports,

roads, bridges, dams.

There's just no sign

of civilization at all.

Sir, we're being radar-scanned.

- Can you zero on it?

- No, sir...

...but it seems to emanate

from an area of about 20 miles square.

- Twenty miles square?

- Yes, sir.

- Bosun, flash the alert.

- Aye, aye, sir.

Combat stations,

blaster men, activate your scopes.

Radio contact, sir.

There's a voice here.

- Human?

- Yes, sir. Sounds like it.

Boost it.

Spaceship, identify yourself.

You're being tracked.

Cut me in, Quinn.

United Planets Cruiser C-57D,

J.J. Adams commanding.

- Who are you?

- Morbius of the Belerephon.

- Who?

- Edward Morbius.

Yeah, here it is.

Morbius, E. Ph.D., Lit. D...

...expedition philologist.

- Philologist?

What do you wish here, cruiser?

Well, you don't understand, sir.

We're your relief.

- We're very glad to find you alive.

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