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NARRATOR: 'It's an important and popular fact | 0:00:27 | 0:00:30 | |
'that things are not always what they seem. | 0:00:30 | 0:00:34 | |
'For instance, on the planet Earth, | 0:00:34 | 0:00:37 | |
'man had always assumed that he was | 0:00:37 | 0:00:39 | |
'the most intelligent species occupying the planet, | 0:00:39 | 0:00:42 | |
'instead of the third most intelligent. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:44 | |
'The second most intelligent creatures were, of course, dolphins, | 0:00:44 | 0:00:47 | |
'who, curiously enough, had long known | 0:00:47 | 0:00:49 | |
'of the impending destruction of the planet Earth. | 0:00:49 | 0:00:52 | |
'They'd made many attempts to alert mankind to the danger, | 0:00:52 | 0:00:55 | |
'but most of their communications | 0:00:55 | 0:00:56 | |
'were misinterpreted as amusing attempts | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
'to punch footballs or whistle for titbits. | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
'So they eventually decided they would leave Earth by their own means. | 0:01:01 | 0:01:05 | |
'The last ever dolphin message was misinterpreted | 0:01:05 | 0:01:08 | |
'as a surprisingly sophisticated attempt to do a double-backward somersault through a hoop, | 0:01:08 | 0:01:12 | |
'while whistling the Star-Spangled Banner. But in fact, the message was this:' | 0:01:12 | 0:01:17 | |
MALE CHORUS: # So long and thanks for all the fish | 0:01:45 | 0:01:47 | |
# So sad that it should come to this | 0:01:47 | 0:01:49 | |
# We tried to warn you all but, oh, dear | 0:01:49 | 0:01:53 | |
# You may not share our intellect | 0:01:53 | 0:01:55 | |
# Which might explain your disrespect | 0:01:55 | 0:01:57 | |
# For all the natural wonders that grow around you | 0:01:57 | 0:02:01 | |
# So long, so long And thanks for all the fish | 0:02:01 | 0:02:05 | |
FEMALE CHORUS: # Your world's about to be destroyed | 0:02:07 | 0:02:09 | |
# There's no point getting all annoyed | 0:02:09 | 0:02:11 | |
ALL: # Lie back and let the planet dissolve around you | 0:02:11 | 0:02:15 | |
MALE CHORUS: # Despite those nets of tuna fleets | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
# We thought that most of you were sweet | 0:02:17 | 0:02:19 | |
# Especially tiny-tots and your pregnant women | 0:02:19 | 0:02:23 | |
# So long, so long, so long, so long, so long | 0:02:23 | 0:02:25 | |
FEMALE CHORUS: # So long, so long, so long, so long, so long | 0:02:25 | 0:02:28 | |
ALL: # So long, and thanks for all the fish | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
GIRL: # If I had just one last wish | 0:02:34 | 0:02:38 | |
# I would like a tasty fish | 0:02:38 | 0:02:42 | |
WOMAN: # If we could just change one thing | 0:02:42 | 0:02:47 | |
# We would all have lungs to sing | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
ALL: # Come one and all | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
# Man and mammal | 0:02:54 | 0:02:58 | |
# Side by side | 0:02:58 | 0:03:01 | |
# In life's great gene pool. # | 0:03:01 | 0:03:08 | |
MUSIC CONTINUES | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
MALE CHORUS: # So long, so long, so long | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
FEMALE CHORUS: # So long, so long, so long | 0:03:28 | 0:03:30 | |
ALL: # So long, so long, and thanks for all the fish! # | 0:03:30 | 0:03:36 | |
ROOSTER CROWS | 0:03:44 | 0:03:47 | |
NARRATOR: 'The extraordinary story | 0:03:47 | 0:03:49 | |
'of the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy | 0:03:49 | 0:03:53 | |
'begins very simply. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:54 | |
'It begins with a man. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:57 | |
'An Earthman, to be precise, | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
'who no more knows his destiny | 0:04:08 | 0:04:09 | |
'than a tea leaf knows the history of the East India Company.' | 0:04:09 | 0:04:13 | |
PHONE BEEPS | 0:04:13 | 0:04:15 | |
'His name is Arthur Dent. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:17 | |
'He is a 5'8"-tall ape descendant, | 0:04:17 | 0:04:21 | |
'and someone is trying to drive a bypass through his house.' | 0:04:21 | 0:04:25 | |
What do I want you to do about it? | 0:04:30 | 0:04:31 | |
I want you to find him and tell him | 0:04:31 | 0:04:33 | |
That I'm currently lying flat on my back in front of... | 0:04:33 | 0:04:36 | |
Fine, I'll hold. Come off it, Mr Dent. | 0:04:36 | 0:04:38 | |
You can't lie in front of the bulldozers forever. | 0:04:38 | 0:04:40 | |
Whoa-ho, well, I'm game. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:41 | |
We'll see who rusts first. | 0:04:41 | 0:04:43 | |
This bypass has to be built | 0:04:43 | 0:04:44 | |
and it is going to be built. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:46 | |
Why has it got to be built? | 0:04:46 | 0:04:48 | |
It's a bypass. | 0:04:48 | 0:04:49 | |
You've got to build bypasses. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
Besides, you should've made your protest months ago. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:54 | |
These plans have been on display | 0:04:54 | 0:04:56 | |
at the planning office now for a year. | 0:04:56 | 0:04:57 | |
On display? I had to go down to a cellar! | 0:04:57 | 0:05:00 | |
Mr Dent, have you any idea how much damage this bulldozer would suffer | 0:05:00 | 0:05:05 | |
if I just let it roll straight over you? | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
How much? | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
None at all. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
NARRATOR: 'By a strange coincidence, "none at all" is exactly | 0:05:12 | 0:05:15 | |
'how much suspicion the ape-descendant Arthur Dent had | 0:05:15 | 0:05:18 | |
'that one of his closest friends was not descended from an ape, | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
'but was, in fact, from a small planet | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
'somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse.' | 0:05:24 | 0:05:27 | |
Arthur! | 0:05:27 | 0:05:29 | |
Arthur! Ford! | 0:05:29 | 0:05:30 | |
Yes? | 0:05:30 | 0:05:32 | |
Here. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:33 | |
Ah, there you are! | 0:05:33 | 0:05:34 | |
Come, eat, drink with me. We gotta talk. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:37 | |
Now's not the best time, | 0:05:37 | 0:05:38 | |
they're going to demolish my home. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:39 | |
Whoa! | 0:05:39 | 0:05:41 | |
You already... You already know? | 0:05:41 | 0:05:42 | |
How? | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
What do you...? | 0:05:44 | 0:05:46 | |
Oh, they, they? When you say "they" you mean THEY! | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
Got it. Listen. | 0:05:50 | 0:05:52 | |
I got somethin' important I gotta tell you right now. | 0:05:52 | 0:05:54 | |
Well, what about my house? | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
Workers of the Earth, I bring good tidings of peanuts and beer! | 0:06:02 | 0:06:07 | |
WORKERS SHOUT AND LAUGH | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
Good. Next thing. Come on, let's go to the pub. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:19 | |
Huh? | 0:06:19 | 0:06:20 | |
They say they won't demolish your home | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
until they finish the beers. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:23 | |
Can we trust 'em? | 0:06:23 | 0:06:24 | |
I'd trust them to the end of the Earth. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
How far's that? About 12 minutes away. Huh? | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
Barman, six pints of bitter and quickly. The world's about to end. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:32 | |
Six pints coming up. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:33 | |
Keep the change. You got about ten minutes to spend it. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:36 | |
Three pints each? | 0:06:36 | 0:06:39 | |
At lunchtime? | 0:06:39 | 0:06:40 | |
Sorry. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
Ah. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:49 | |
Time is an illusion. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:51 | |
Lunchtime, doubly so. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
And eat those peanuts because you'll need the salt. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:57 | |
What is going on, Ford? | 0:06:57 | 0:06:59 | |
Arthur... | 0:06:59 | 0:07:00 | |
What if I told you I really wasn't from Guildford, | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
that I was from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse? | 0:07:05 | 0:07:10 | |
Why, is that something you're likely to say? | 0:07:10 | 0:07:12 | |
Remember when we met? | 0:07:12 | 0:07:13 | |
HORN BLARES | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
Hi. | 0:07:24 | 0:07:25 | |
Didn't you think it was strange | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
I was trying to shake hands with a car? | 0:07:27 | 0:07:28 | |
I assumed you were drunk. | 0:07:28 | 0:07:30 | |
I thought cars were the dominant life form. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
I was trying to introducing myself. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
You saved my life that day, | 0:07:34 | 0:07:35 | |
And now I'm saving yours. Please drink. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:38 | |
It must be Thursday. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:39 | |
I could never get the hang of Thursdays. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Look, Arthur, if this is about your house... | 0:07:41 | 0:07:43 | |
No, it's not about the house. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:45 | |
MOBILE BEEPS | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
FORD: Who's he? | 0:07:48 | 0:07:49 | |
ARTHUR: She. She. | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
Tricia McMillan. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:52 | |
We met at a fancy-dress party. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:54 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
ARTHUR: 'See, I hate those kind of parties. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
'I'd rather have stayed at home | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
'and, I don't know, ironed my hankies. But there I was.' | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
Who are you? Oh! | 0:08:02 | 0:08:03 | |
'And there she was.' | 0:08:03 | 0:08:05 | |
Uh, Dent. Arthur Dent. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
Oh, no. I mean, who ARE you? | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
Oh, the costume? Right. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
Livingstone, I presume! | 0:08:11 | 0:08:12 | |
Yeah, it's not as clever as Darwin, I know, | 0:08:12 | 0:08:15 | |
but it's the best I could do at short notice. | 0:08:15 | 0:08:18 | |
You're the first person who's gotten that right. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
Really? Yes. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:21 | |
Everyone keeps calling me Santa. | 0:08:21 | 0:08:22 | |
Right. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
I thought the beagle was a giveaway! | 0:08:23 | 0:08:25 | |
Yes, well, so did I. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:27 | |
I guess most of the people who come | 0:08:27 | 0:08:28 | |
to these sort of parties are drunken idiots. What? | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
I said all these people are idiots! God... | 0:08:30 | 0:08:33 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:08:33 | 0:08:35 | |
That's awkward. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:38 | |
ARTHUR: Tell me... | 0:08:38 | 0:08:39 | |
She was amazing, though, Ford. | 0:08:42 | 0:08:45 | |
'Beautiful, witty, mad as a balloon.' | 0:08:45 | 0:08:48 | |
I've gotta say, without the beard, | 0:08:48 | 0:08:50 | |
you look at least 80 years younger. | 0:08:50 | 0:08:52 | |
Maybe I'm de-evolving. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:55 | |
Ah. Ah-ha! | 0:08:55 | 0:08:56 | |
Well, I feel I should tell you | 0:08:58 | 0:08:59 | |
that I do not date single-cell organisms, OK? | 0:08:59 | 0:09:03 | |
Let's go somewhere. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
Yeah. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:08 | |
Definitely. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:10 | |
Um, where do you have in mind? | 0:09:10 | 0:09:12 | |
Madagascar. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:14 | |
That new club on Dean Street? | 0:09:14 | 0:09:16 | |
No, it's a country off the coast of Africa. | 0:09:16 | 0:09:19 | |
THAT Madagascar? | 0:09:19 | 0:09:20 | |
Why are we waiting here? | 0:09:20 | 0:09:22 | |
Wait a sec. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:24 | |
SHE LAUGHS Go! | 0:09:24 | 0:09:26 | |
God, you're serious. | 0:09:28 | 0:09:30 | |
Um, I can't go to Madagascar... | 0:09:30 | 0:09:34 | |
Why not? | 0:09:34 | 0:09:35 | |
Because, I just, you know... | 0:09:35 | 0:09:36 | |
I can't... You're really serious? | 0:09:36 | 0:09:38 | |
Yeah. I wanna go somewhere I've never been | 0:09:38 | 0:09:39 | |
and I'd like to go with you, | 0:09:39 | 0:09:41 | |
so what do you say, Dr Livingstone? | 0:09:41 | 0:09:43 | |
I say that's an extraordinary proposition. | 0:09:44 | 0:09:50 | |
I can't, I can't go. | 0:09:50 | 0:09:52 | |
I mean, I've got a job. | 0:09:52 | 0:09:53 | |
Quit. Get a new one when you come back. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
I don't even know your real name. | 0:09:55 | 0:09:57 | |
Ow! Ow! Tricia McMillan. | 0:09:57 | 0:09:59 | |
Well, Tricia McMillan. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:01 | |
Um, I have a proposition for you. | 0:10:01 | 0:10:03 | |
Why don't we go somewhere a little closer first, | 0:10:03 | 0:10:07 | |
say...Cornwall, | 0:10:07 | 0:10:10 | |
and we'll see how it goes? | 0:10:10 | 0:10:13 | |
Right. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:16 | |
Of course, Cornwall. | 0:10:16 | 0:10:18 | |
MAN: Hey, excuse me. | 0:10:18 | 0:10:21 | |
Is this guy boring you? | 0:10:23 | 0:10:26 | |
Why don't you talk to me instead? | 0:10:26 | 0:10:27 | |
I'm from a different planet. HE LAUGHS | 0:10:27 | 0:10:32 | |
< It's true. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:34 | |
You want to see my spaceship? | 0:10:34 | 0:10:37 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:10:37 | 0:10:38 | |
'"Do you want to see my spaceship?"' | 0:10:38 | 0:10:40 | |
I mean, really, what kind of chat-up line is that? | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
Mm, that does happen. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:44 | |
Speaking of... | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
We've got two minutes. Drink up, drink up. | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
RUMBLING | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
That's my house! | 0:10:51 | 0:10:52 | |
People of Earth, | 0:10:59 | 0:11:01 | |
a round of drinks, for everyone, on me. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:03 | |
So you really think the world's going to end? | 0:11:03 | 0:11:06 | |
Yes. | 0:11:06 | 0:11:08 | |
Shouldn't we lie down, | 0:11:08 | 0:11:09 | |
or put a paper bag over our heads, or something? | 0:11:09 | 0:11:12 | |
Oh, if you like. | 0:11:12 | 0:11:13 | |
Will it help? | 0:11:13 | 0:11:15 | |
Not at all. See you. BARMAN: Last orders, then. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:19 | |
HE SHOUTS INSTRUCTIONS | 0:11:19 | 0:11:21 | |
MAN: What is that? | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
SECOND MAN: Run! | 0:11:36 | 0:11:37 | |
THIRD MAN: Look out! | 0:11:37 | 0:11:38 | |
THEY YELL | 0:11:38 | 0:11:40 | |
FORD: Ah-ha! Towel! | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
Arthur! | 0:12:08 | 0:12:09 | |
What the hell are those things? | 0:12:09 | 0:12:12 | |
Yeow! They're ships from a Vogon constructor fleet. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:15 | |
I picked up their signal this morning. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:17 | |
Here, you'll need this. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:18 | |
ARTHUR WHIMPERS ARTHUR: What are you doing? | 0:12:18 | 0:12:21 | |
Hang on, we're hitching a ride. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:23 | |
FEEDBACK FROM MIC | 0:12:23 | 0:12:25 | |
Um, people of Earth, | 0:12:25 | 0:12:28 | |
this is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz | 0:12:28 | 0:12:31 | |
of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:33 | |
As you are probably aware, | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
'Plans for the development of the outlying regions of the galaxy | 0:12:35 | 0:12:38 | |
'Involve the building of a hyperspace express route | 0:12:38 | 0:12:41 | |
'through your star system. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
'Your planet is one of those | 0:12:43 | 0:12:45 | |
'scheduled for demolition.' | 0:12:45 | 0:12:47 | |
SCREAMING | 0:12:47 | 0:12:48 | |
SCREAMING | 0:12:48 | 0:12:50 | |
SCREAMING | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
SHEEP BLEATING | 0:12:52 | 0:12:54 | |
'There's no point acting all surprised. | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
'The plans and demolition orders | 0:12:57 | 0:12:58 | |
'have been on display at your local planning office in Alpha Centauri | 0:12:58 | 0:13:02 | |
'for 50 Earth years. | 0:13:02 | 0:13:03 | |
'If you can't be bothered to take an interest | 0:13:03 | 0:13:06 | |
'in local affairs, that's your own lookout.' | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
Apathetic bloody planet. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:10 | |
I've no sympathy at all. | 0:13:10 | 0:13:12 | |
SPEAKS VOGON LANGUAGE | 0:13:13 | 0:13:15 | |
ELECTRICAL DISCHARGE | 0:13:15 | 0:13:17 | |
ARTHUR SCREAMS | 0:13:17 | 0:13:19 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 0:13:57 | 0:14:00 | |
NARRATOR: 'The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy | 0:14:56 | 0:14:59 | |
'is a wholly remarkable book. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:01 | |
'Perhaps the most remarkable, | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
'certainly the most successful book, | 0:15:03 | 0:15:04 | |
'ever to come out of the great publishing corporations of Ursa Minor. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:09 | |
'More popular than the Celestial Homecare Omnibus, | 0:15:09 | 0:15:11 | |
'better selling than 53 More Things To Do In Zero Gravity, | 0:15:11 | 0:15:15 | |
'and more controversial than Oolon Colluphid's trilogy of philosophical blockbusters, | 0:15:15 | 0:15:19 | |
'Where God Went Wrong, | 0:15:19 | 0:15:21 | |
'Some More Of God's Greatest Mistakes, | 0:15:21 | 0:15:23 | |
'and Who Is This God Person Anyway? | 0:15:23 | 0:15:27 | |
'It's already supplanted the Encyclopedia Galactica | 0:15:27 | 0:15:30 | |
'as the standard repository of all knowledge and wisdom for two important reasons. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:35 | |
'First, it's slightly cheaper, | 0:15:35 | 0:15:38 | |
'and second, it has the words "Don't panic" | 0:15:38 | 0:15:41 | |
'printed in large, friendly letters on its cover.' | 0:15:41 | 0:15:44 | |
So you're not from Guildford? | 0:15:53 | 0:15:55 | |
Which would explain the accent, | 0:15:55 | 0:15:58 | |
which I've always wondered about. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:00 | |
Um, you're not an out-of-work actor, | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
but rather a writer for this... | 0:16:03 | 0:16:06 | |
this book thing. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
FORD: It's good, huh? | 0:16:09 | 0:16:12 | |
I don't feel well. I need a cup of tea. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:13 | |
If I asked where we were, would I regret it? | 0:16:13 | 0:16:17 | |
We're safe for now. | 0:16:17 | 0:16:18 | |
Good. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:19 | |
SNIFFING We're in the washroom on one of the ships | 0:16:19 | 0:16:22 | |
of the Vogon constructor fleet. | 0:16:22 | 0:16:24 | |
Oh, get me home, Ford. | 0:16:24 | 0:16:25 | |
Arthur, your home is... | 0:16:25 | 0:16:27 | |
Oh, god, my home. | 0:16:27 | 0:16:28 | |
My home was demolished. | 0:16:28 | 0:16:31 | |
CLANGING | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
RUMBLING | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
You don't remember. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
OK, Arthur, I've got something to tell you. | 0:16:38 | 0:16:43 | |
It's unfortunate, but it's true. | 0:16:43 | 0:16:45 | |
Your home planet has been blown up. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:48 | |
Huh, blown up. | 0:16:57 | 0:16:58 | |
FORD GRUNTS | 0:17:00 | 0:17:03 | |
Couldn't you have done something? | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
I saved your life. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:08 | |
OK, that makes us even. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:11 | |
It's a tough galaxy. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:12 | |
If you want to survive out here, | 0:17:12 | 0:17:15 | |
you've gotta know... | 0:17:15 | 0:17:17 | |
where your towel is. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
OK, give me a hand over here. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:21 | |
Careful. It's hot. | 0:17:23 | 0:17:25 | |
We've gotta get off this ship, | 0:17:25 | 0:17:26 | |
before the Vogons find us. | 0:17:26 | 0:17:29 | |
Vogons, they hate hitchhikers. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:31 | |
Pull. Huh? | 0:17:31 | 0:17:34 | |
Aah! | 0:17:34 | 0:17:36 | |
FORD LAUGHS | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
Now we'll get a signal. | 0:17:38 | 0:17:39 | |
What is a Vogon? | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
Ask the Guide. Say "Vogons". | 0:17:41 | 0:17:43 | |
Vogons. | 0:17:44 | 0:17:47 | |
GUIDE: 'Vogons are one of the most unpleasant races in the galaxy. | 0:17:47 | 0:17:51 | |
'Not evil, but bad-tempered, | 0:17:51 | 0:17:53 | |
'bureaucratic, officious and callous. | 0:17:53 | 0:17:56 | |
'They wouldn't even lift a finger to save | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
'their own grandmothers from the ravenous bugblatter beast of Traal | 0:17:58 | 0:18:01 | |
'without orders signed in triplicate, | 0:18:01 | 0:18:04 | |
'sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
'subjected to public inquiry, lost again | 0:18:06 | 0:18:09 | |
'and finally buried in soft peat for three months | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
'and recycled as firelighters. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:15 | |
'On no account should you allow a Vogon | 0:18:15 | 0:18:18 | |
'to read poetry to you.' | 0:18:18 | 0:18:20 | |
KLAXON | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
FORD: They can't think or imagine. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:24 | |
Most can't even spell. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:25 | |
They just run things. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:26 | |
Hmm? | 0:18:29 | 0:18:30 | |
GRUNTS | 0:18:30 | 0:18:32 | |
If we don't get a ride soon, | 0:18:32 | 0:18:34 | |
we won't need the Guide to tell us | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
how unpleasant the Vogons can be. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
They've already destroyed a planet today. | 0:18:38 | 0:18:40 | |
That always makes them a little-eee! | 0:18:40 | 0:18:43 | |
INDISTINCT SHOUTING ON LOUDSPEAKER | 0:18:43 | 0:18:46 | |
GROANING What is that? | 0:18:46 | 0:18:49 | |
Put this in your ear. | 0:18:49 | 0:18:50 | |
Huh? | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
YELLING | 0:18:53 | 0:18:55 | |
VOGON: We have unwittingly picked up a couple of hitchhikers. | 0:18:55 | 0:19:00 | |
The fish is translating for you. | 0:19:00 | 0:19:02 | |
GUIDE: 'The babel fish is small, yellow, leech-like, | 0:19:03 | 0:19:06 | |
'and probably the oddest thing in the universe. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:10 | |
'It feeds on brainwave energy, | 0:19:10 | 0:19:13 | |
'absorbing unconscious frequencies, | 0:19:13 | 0:19:14 | |
'and excreting a matrix of conscious frequencies | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
'to the speech centres of the brain. | 0:19:17 | 0:19:19 | |
'The practical upshot of which | 0:19:19 | 0:19:20 | |
'is that if you stick one in your ear, | 0:19:20 | 0:19:22 | |
'you instantly understand anything said to you in any language.' | 0:19:22 | 0:19:28 | |
RUMBLING | 0:19:28 | 0:19:29 | |
CRASHING | 0:19:29 | 0:19:32 | |
Resistance is useless. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
All right. | 0:19:41 | 0:19:43 | |
Someone's coming. | 0:19:43 | 0:19:44 | |
Here we go. Look lively. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:46 | |
RUMBLING | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
GRUNTING | 0:19:51 | 0:19:52 | |
INDISTINCT CHATTER | 0:19:52 | 0:19:55 | |
CRAB: Wheee! | 0:20:06 | 0:20:08 | |
GRUNTING | 0:20:09 | 0:20:11 | |
CRAB SQUEAKS | 0:20:11 | 0:20:13 | |
Ha ha! | 0:20:13 | 0:20:15 | |
ALL SHRIEK | 0:20:16 | 0:20:18 | |
DOOR CLANGS | 0:20:19 | 0:20:20 | |
Hmm. | 0:20:20 | 0:20:22 | |
Sir. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:24 | |
What? | 0:20:24 | 0:20:25 | |
Hitchhikers. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:27 | |
GROANS | 0:20:27 | 0:20:28 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:20:28 | 0:20:31 | |
GRUNTING | 0:20:52 | 0:20:54 | |
VOGON MURMURS | 0:20:57 | 0:20:59 | |
CLEARING THROAT | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
"O freddled gruntbuggly..." | 0:21:03 | 0:21:07 | |
No, no, really, you don't have to read. | 0:21:07 | 0:21:10 | |
< We've put you through enough trouble already. | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
"...as plerdled gabbleblotchits | 0:21:12 | 0:21:15 | |
"on a lurgid bee." | 0:21:15 | 0:21:17 | |
GUIDE: 'Vogon poetry is widely accepted | 0:21:17 | 0:21:21 | |
'as the third worst in the universe. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:23 | |
GROANS | 0:21:23 | 0:21:24 | |
GUIDE: 'The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. | 0:21:24 | 0:21:27 | |
'During a recitation by their poet master, Grunthos the flatulent, | 0:21:27 | 0:21:31 | |
'of his poem Ode To A Small Lump Of Green Putty | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
'I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer Morning, | 0:21:33 | 0:21:36 | |
'four of his audience died of internal haemorrhaging. | 0:21:36 | 0:21:39 | |
'And the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council | 0:21:39 | 0:21:42 | |
'survived by gnawing one of his own legs off.' | 0:21:42 | 0:21:45 | |
"Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts..." | 0:21:45 | 0:21:50 | |
GROANING "with my blurgle..." | 0:21:50 | 0:21:53 | |
GUIDE: 'The worst poetry | 0:21:53 | 0:21:54 | |
'was written by Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex. | 0:21:54 | 0:21:57 | |
'Luckily, it was destroyed when the Earth was.' | 0:21:57 | 0:22:01 | |
"See if I don't." | 0:22:01 | 0:22:03 | |
Yeah. | 0:22:03 | 0:22:04 | |
VOGONS CHUCKLE | 0:22:04 | 0:22:06 | |
So, Earthlings, | 0:22:06 | 0:22:08 | |
I present you with a choice. | 0:22:08 | 0:22:11 | |
Either die in the vacuum of space... | 0:22:11 | 0:22:13 | |
FORD WHIMPERS | 0:22:13 | 0:22:15 | |
..or tell me what you thought of my poem. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:19 | |
VOGONS CHUCKLE | 0:22:19 | 0:22:21 | |
A-a-actually, I rather liked it. | 0:22:21 | 0:22:25 | |
Hmm? | 0:22:25 | 0:22:27 | |
That's good. Run with it. | 0:22:27 | 0:22:29 | |
Uh, some of the words I didn't understand, | 0:22:29 | 0:22:32 | |
But I found the imagery quite effective. | 0:22:32 | 0:22:34 | |
Um... | 0:22:34 | 0:22:35 | |
Continue. | 0:22:35 | 0:22:37 | |
Well, uh, yes, interesting rhythmic devices, | 0:22:37 | 0:22:41 | |
which seemed to counterpoint the underlying metaphor of the humanity of... | 0:22:41 | 0:22:46 | |
Vogonity! | 0:22:46 | 0:22:47 | |
Vogonity, sorry! Vog-vog-vogonity... | 0:22:47 | 0:22:49 | |
of the poet's soul. | 0:22:49 | 0:22:50 | |
VOGONS MURMUR | 0:22:50 | 0:22:52 | |
So what you're saying is, | 0:22:55 | 0:22:58 | |
I write poetry because... | 0:22:58 | 0:23:01 | |
ahem, underneath this mean, callous, heartless exterior, | 0:23:01 | 0:23:06 | |
I just want to be loved? | 0:23:06 | 0:23:10 | |
Yes, yes, yes. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:13 | |
Yes, yes, yeah, please. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:15 | |
Ahh. MOANING | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
Throw them off the ship! | 0:23:21 | 0:23:22 | |
ALL YELL | 0:23:22 | 0:23:24 | |
No! No! | 0:23:24 | 0:23:25 | |
Resistance is useless! | 0:23:29 | 0:23:32 | |
GRINDING | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
Shut up! Get a job! | 0:23:35 | 0:23:37 | |
Wash your filthy hands! | 0:23:37 | 0:23:39 | |
WHISPERS: Don't panic. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:41 | |
Don't panic. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:42 | |
So this is it? | 0:23:42 | 0:23:44 | |
We're going to die? | 0:23:44 | 0:23:47 | |
Yeah, we're gonna die. | 0:23:47 | 0:23:52 | |
No, no, what's this? | 0:23:52 | 0:23:54 | |
What's that? | 0:23:54 | 0:23:56 | |
What's this? | 0:23:56 | 0:23:58 | |
This is...nothing. | 0:23:58 | 0:23:59 | |
Yeah, we're gonna die. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:01 | |
SIGHS | 0:24:01 | 0:24:03 | |
PHONE BEEPS | 0:24:06 | 0:24:08 | |
GROANS | 0:24:08 | 0:24:10 | |
You're sweating. | 0:24:10 | 0:24:13 | |
Would you like a hug? No. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:22 | |
KLAXON | 0:24:22 | 0:24:24 | |
RUMBLING | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
KLAXON AND RUMBLING STOP | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
GUIDE: '"Space..." says the introduction | 0:24:36 | 0:24:38 | |
'to the Hitchhiker's Guide, "..is big. Really big." | 0:24:38 | 0:24:42 | |
'"You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, | 0:24:42 | 0:24:45 | |
'"mind-bogglingly big it is." | 0:24:45 | 0:24:47 | |
'And-and so on. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:49 | |
'It also says that if you hold a lungful of air, | 0:24:49 | 0:24:52 | |
'you can survive in the total vacuum of space | 0:24:52 | 0:24:55 | |
'for about 30 seconds. | 0:24:55 | 0:24:57 | |
'But with space being really big and all, | 0:24:57 | 0:24:59 | |
'the chances of being picked up within that time | 0:24:59 | 0:25:02 | |
'are two to the power of two billion, | 0:25:02 | 0:25:04 | |
'79,460,357 to 1 against. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:10 | |
'Which, by a staggering coincidence, | 0:25:10 | 0:25:12 | |
'is also the phone number of the Islington flat | 0:25:12 | 0:25:14 | |
'where Arthur went to a fancy dress party | 0:25:14 | 0:25:17 | |
'and met a very nice young woman whom he totally blew it with.' | 0:25:17 | 0:25:20 | |
BOOM | 0:25:20 | 0:25:22 | |
'Though the planet Earth, | 0:25:22 | 0:25:24 | |
'Islington flat and telephone have all now been demolished, | 0:25:24 | 0:25:29 | |
'Ford and Arthur were, in fact, rescued.' | 0:25:29 | 0:25:32 | |
ARTHUR: Ford? | 0:25:32 | 0:25:34 | |
FORD: Yes. | 0:25:34 | 0:25:35 | |
I think I'm a sofa. | 0:25:35 | 0:25:37 | |
I know how you feel. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:39 | |
BOTH SCREAM | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
So much for the laws of physics. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:48 | |
REPORTER ON TV: 'And once again, our top story. | 0:25:48 | 0:25:51 | |
'The sensational theft of the most coveted ship in the universe, | 0:25:51 | 0:25:55 | |
'the starship Heart Of Gold. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:57 | |
'Stolen at the launch ceremony by none other | 0:25:57 | 0:25:59 | |
'than Galactic President Zaphod Beeblebrox.' | 0:25:59 | 0:26:02 | |
ZAPHOD: In the name of people, freedom, and, uh... | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
democracy, stuff like that, | 0:26:05 | 0:26:07 | |
I hereby kidnap myself | 0:26:07 | 0:26:09 | |
and I'm taking the ship with me. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:11 | |
Whoo! Come on! | 0:26:11 | 0:26:13 | |
CROWD GASPS | 0:26:13 | 0:26:14 | |
REPORTER: 'Beeblebrox, universally considered | 0:26:14 | 0:26:16 | |
'to be the dimmest star in several solar systems, | 0:26:16 | 0:26:19 | |
'is most famous for his controversial defeat of Humma Kavula, | 0:26:19 | 0:26:23 | |
'who claimed many thought they were voting | 0:26:23 | 0:26:24 | |
'for the Worst-Dressed Sentient Being In The Universe Contest.' | 0:26:24 | 0:26:27 | |
LAUGHS | 0:26:27 | 0:26:29 | |
Great. | 0:26:29 | 0:26:31 | |
'Humma Kavula is of course best remembered for his slanderous | 0:26:31 | 0:26:33 | |
'"Don't vote for Stupid!" campaign.' | 0:26:33 | 0:26:36 | |
WOMAN: Can we put your ego aside? | 0:26:36 | 0:26:37 | |
Something important has happened. | 0:26:37 | 0:26:39 | |
If there's anything more important than my ego onboard, | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
I want it caught and right shot now. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:44 | |
Hey, come on, I love it. | 0:26:44 | 0:26:45 | |
'Zaphod's just this guy, you know.' | 0:26:45 | 0:26:47 | |
Hey, hey, hey, hey. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:51 | |
What d'you...I was just watching myself. | 0:26:51 | 0:26:53 | |
The computer says we have a couple of hitchhikers | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
in our receiving bay... | 0:26:55 | 0:26:56 | |
Hitchhikers? Why'd you pick up hitchhikers? | 0:26:56 | 0:26:59 | |
I didn't. The ship did. | 0:26:59 | 0:27:01 | |
What? | 0:27:01 | 0:27:02 | |
Wh... Wha... Say what? | 0:27:02 | 0:27:03 | |
Well, when we engaged the improbability drive - | 0:27:03 | 0:27:06 | |
this, the big button... Yeah, I know. | 0:27:06 | 0:27:08 | |
..they were picked up here in sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:11 | |
Wait a minute, that's where you picked me up. | 0:27:11 | 0:27:14 | |
On Earth. | 0:27:14 | 0:27:15 | |
That's impossible. No, just improbable. | 0:27:15 | 0:27:17 | |
Listen, Slim, I don't have time for this, you know? | 0:27:17 | 0:27:19 | |
We have police of half the galaxy after us. | 0:27:19 | 0:27:21 | |
We've stopped to pick up hitchhikers. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:23 | |
OK, so ten out of ten for style, but... | 0:27:23 | 0:27:25 | |
minus several million for good thinking. | 0:27:25 | 0:27:27 | |
You're too gorgeous, baby, stop it. | 0:27:27 | 0:27:29 | |
You're driving me crazy. | 0:27:29 | 0:27:32 | |
Don't. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:33 | |
< I'll send Marvin. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:36 | |
Marvin! | 0:27:36 | 0:27:37 | |
WHIRRING | 0:27:37 | 0:27:39 | |
I think you ought to know, I'm feeling very depressed. | 0:27:39 | 0:27:43 | |
Well, we have something | 0:27:43 | 0:27:45 | |
that should take your mind off things. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
It won't work. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:49 | |
I have an exceptionally large mind. | 0:27:49 | 0:27:52 | |
Yeah, we know. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:54 | |
But, um, we need you to go down to the number two entry bay | 0:27:54 | 0:27:58 | |
and pick up our stowaways and bring them up here. | 0:27:58 | 0:28:00 | |
Just that? | 0:28:00 | 0:28:02 | |
I won't enjoy it. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:04 | |
Yeah, well, that's life. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:07 | |
Life? | 0:28:07 | 0:28:08 | |
Don't talk to me about life. | 0:28:08 | 0:28:11 | |
INTERCOM: 'Commander Kwaltz?' | 0:28:19 | 0:28:21 | |
Yes? | 0:28:21 | 0:28:22 | |
'We have located the spaceship Heart Of Gold | 0:28:22 | 0:28:24 | |
'and President Beeblebrox.' | 0:28:24 | 0:28:26 | |
Where? | 0:28:26 | 0:28:27 | |
'On sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha. | 0:28:27 | 0:28:30 | |
'Requesting hyperspace clearance.' | 0:28:30 | 0:28:32 | |
Hold your position, Captain, | 0:28:32 | 0:28:35 | |
until clearance is granted. | 0:28:35 | 0:28:38 | |
'Yes, sir.' | 0:28:38 | 0:28:39 | |
Get me Vice-President Questular, mm-hmm. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:43 | |
GROANING | 0:28:43 | 0:28:46 | |
'Hyperspace permission granted, Captain.' | 0:28:46 | 0:28:50 | |
ALL TALK AT ONCE | 0:28:50 | 0:28:52 | |
ENGINES ROAR | 0:28:52 | 0:28:54 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 0:29:02 | 0:29:05 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 0:29:11 | 0:29:13 | |
I think that door just sighed. | 0:29:13 | 0:29:15 | |
MARVIN: Ghastly, isn't it? | 0:29:15 | 0:29:17 | |
All the doors in this spaceship | 0:29:17 | 0:29:20 | |
have been programmed to have a cheerful and sunny disposition. | 0:29:20 | 0:29:23 | |
Anyway, come on. | 0:29:25 | 0:29:27 | |
I've been ordered to take you up to the bridge. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:30 | |
Oh, please yourselves. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:34 | |
Here I am, brain the size of a planet, | 0:29:34 | 0:29:38 | |
and they ask me to take you up to the bridge. | 0:29:38 | 0:29:40 | |
Call that job satisfaction? | 0:29:40 | 0:29:41 | |
Cos I don't. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:43 | |
You can thank the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation | 0:29:43 | 0:29:47 | |
for building robots with GPP. | 0:29:47 | 0:29:49 | |
ARTHUR: What's GPP? | 0:29:49 | 0:29:50 | |
MARVIN: Genuine People Personalities. | 0:29:50 | 0:29:52 | |
I'm a personality prototype. | 0:29:52 | 0:29:54 | |
You can tell, can't you? | 0:29:54 | 0:29:57 | |
Arthur? | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
ZAPHOD: Hey, Slim, are you wearing my underwear? | 0:30:04 | 0:30:07 | |
Cos I'm wearing yours. | 0:30:07 | 0:30:09 | |
And they ain't doing the trick. | 0:30:09 | 0:30:11 | |
Come on. All right. | 0:30:11 | 0:30:12 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 0:30:14 | 0:30:15 | |
MARVIN: Oh, for heaven's sake. | 0:30:15 | 0:30:18 | |
I've brought the aliens. | 0:30:18 | 0:30:19 | |
Don't thank me or anything. | 0:30:19 | 0:30:21 | |
Aha! Ow! | 0:30:21 | 0:30:23 | |
Freeze! FORD SQUEALS | 0:30:23 | 0:30:24 | |
Freeze? | 0:30:24 | 0:30:25 | |
Dippity doo. I'm a robot. | 0:30:25 | 0:30:27 | |
Not a refrigerator. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:28 | |
I wasn't talking to you, giggles. | 0:30:28 | 0:30:30 | |
Oh, why do I bother? Zaphod? | 0:30:30 | 0:30:33 | |
Ford! | 0:30:33 | 0:30:34 | |
Is that you? | 0:30:34 | 0:30:36 | |
Ford! Praxibetel Ix! | 0:30:36 | 0:30:38 | |
What the hell are you doing here? | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
I don't know. I just stuck out my thumb and here I am. | 0:30:40 | 0:30:44 | |
That is so you. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:45 | |
FORD: Look at you! President of the Galaxy. | 0:30:45 | 0:30:47 | |
I can't believe you beat Humma Kavula. | 0:30:47 | 0:30:50 | |
You zarkin' frood. Come here, come here. | 0:30:50 | 0:30:53 | |
I want you to meet a friend. | 0:30:53 | 0:30:54 | |
Arthur, this is Zaphod Beeblebrox. | 0:30:54 | 0:30:56 | |
Oh. | 0:30:56 | 0:30:57 | |
President of the Galaxy. | 0:30:57 | 0:30:58 | |
He's my cousin. He's a semi-half brother. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:02 | |
He shares three of the same mothers as me. | 0:31:02 | 0:31:04 | |
We've met. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:05 | |
Have we? | 0:31:05 | 0:31:07 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:09 | |
I've got a terrible memory for species. | 0:31:09 | 0:31:11 | |
This is him, Ford. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:12 | |
The would-you-like- to-see-my-spaceship bloke. | 0:31:12 | 0:31:15 | |
Hmm. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:16 | |
Hello, Arthur. | 0:31:16 | 0:31:18 | |
Tricia! | 0:31:18 | 0:31:21 | |
How you doin'? | 0:31:22 | 0:31:23 | |
Hey, Trillian! | 0:31:23 | 0:31:25 | |
This is my semi-half-brother Ix, I'm sorry, Ford. | 0:31:25 | 0:31:28 | |
Hi. | 0:31:28 | 0:31:29 | |
Hi. | 0:31:29 | 0:31:30 | |
Um, would you excuse us for a second, please? | 0:31:30 | 0:31:35 | |
You went down on that little planet and didn't call me? | 0:31:35 | 0:31:38 | |
Sorry, pal, I didn't know. You know, I had a galaxy to run. | 0:31:38 | 0:31:41 | |
Hi, Tricia McMillan, right? | 0:31:41 | 0:31:43 | |
Oh, I think I heard him call you Trillian. | 0:31:43 | 0:31:45 | |
Which of us got the right one? | 0:31:45 | 0:31:47 | |
Oh, I shortened it. | 0:31:47 | 0:31:48 | |
Something more spacey. | 0:31:48 | 0:31:49 | |
Right. Yes, well, | 0:31:49 | 0:31:50 | |
I was thinking of changing mine to, | 0:31:50 | 0:31:52 | |
I don't know, Arthoolia. | 0:31:52 | 0:31:53 | |
That's a good one. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:54 | |
Well, this is weird. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:57 | |
How'd you get here? | 0:31:57 | 0:31:59 | |
I just stuck out my thumb, here I am. | 0:31:59 | 0:32:00 | |
Right. In your pyjamas? | 0:32:00 | 0:32:02 | |
I was in a hurry. Mm-hmm. | 0:32:02 | 0:32:04 | |
OK. Did you know I was here? | 0:32:04 | 0:32:06 | |
Oh, don't flatter yourself. I've got a spaceman, too. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:09 | |
Yeah, that's like the dingo shuffle. | 0:32:09 | 0:32:12 | |
OK, um, look. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:13 | |
I left you at the party. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:15 | |
I feel bad about it, | 0:32:15 | 0:32:16 | |
But I was gonna call when I got back. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:18 | |
There is no going back now, is there? | 0:32:18 | 0:32:20 | |
You do know what happened, don't you? | 0:32:20 | 0:32:23 | |
Hey, enough small talk. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
We're on the run, remember? I stole the ship. | 0:32:25 | 0:32:26 | |
Excuse me, we're having a bit of a chat here. Do you mind? | 0:32:26 | 0:32:28 | |
I think the girl's getting...BOO! | 0:32:28 | 0:32:30 | |
LAUGHS | 0:32:30 | 0:32:31 | |
You blew it with her, Earthman, so shut your face | 0:32:31 | 0:32:33 | |
Or I'll kick you in the zatch. | 0:32:33 | 0:32:35 | |
You wanna fight? Yeah, OK. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:37 | |
Earthman wants to fight. No. No. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:39 | |
I'm just kidding. I'm a kidder. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:40 | |
Come on, let's be friends. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:42 | |
Let's connect. You and I. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:44 | |
Didn't see that one coming, did you? | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
Popped right out of the box! | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
Who's foxy, yeah! | 0:32:48 | 0:32:49 | |
You should teach your pal a lesson, Ford. | 0:32:49 | 0:32:51 | |
He's a guest on my ship. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:53 | |
# He's a guest on my ship... # | 0:32:53 | 0:32:55 | |
I thought you said you stole it. | 0:32:55 | 0:32:58 | |
Stole what? What are we talking about? | 0:32:58 | 0:33:01 | |
ELECTRONIC KLAXON | 0:33:01 | 0:33:03 | |
Whoa! That doesn't sound good. | 0:33:03 | 0:33:06 | |
Are you OK? | 0:33:10 | 0:33:11 | |
I'm just fabulous, thanks, "Trill". | 0:33:11 | 0:33:13 | |
Baby, need a little help over here. | 0:33:13 | 0:33:15 | |
Think I'm in over my head. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:16 | |
I'll take care of this. | 0:33:16 | 0:33:17 | |
Good Zarquon, do I have to do everything? | 0:33:17 | 0:33:20 | |
Yes, I do! | 0:33:20 | 0:33:21 | |
Hey, hey, Slim, this is really pretty. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:24 | |
Don't! Whoo! | 0:33:24 | 0:33:25 | |
They're on our tail. Fire a gun. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:26 | |
< Launch a missile. Do some damage! | 0:33:26 | 0:33:28 | |
ENGINES ROAR | 0:33:28 | 0:33:30 | |
Ow! Stop that! Ow! Just kiddin'. I love it rough. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:40 | |
Hit me. Uh, computer? | 0:33:40 | 0:33:42 | |
COMPUTER: 'Hi there. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:43 | |
'I'm Eddie, your shipboard computer. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:45 | |
'I'm pleased as punch to report | 0:33:45 | 0:33:46 | |
'that it's a fleet of 100 Vogon battle destroyers. | 0:33:46 | 0:33:49 | |
'They're sending you a message.' | 0:33:49 | 0:33:51 | |
This is Vice-President Questular Rontok. | 0:33:51 | 0:33:53 | |
'I am speaking to the kidnapper of the President?' | 0:33:53 | 0:33:57 | |
She digs me. Check it out. | 0:33:57 | 0:33:58 | |
'Surrender the stolen vessel at once | 0:33:58 | 0:34:00 | |
'or we will take action as defined and permitted by... | 0:34:00 | 0:34:04 | |
'Section 1-8 of the Galactic Interstellar Space Bylaws... | 0:34:05 | 0:34:09 | |
'Zaphod, please come back now. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:12 | |
'This is ridiculous.' | 0:34:12 | 0:34:13 | |
Leap to hyperspace! Come on! | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
EDDIE: Oh, sure thing, fella! | 0:34:15 | 0:34:18 | |
No. | 0:34:24 | 0:34:26 | |
Did they have proper hyperspace authorization? | 0:34:26 | 0:34:31 | |
No, Commander. | 0:34:31 | 0:34:33 | |
< Oh. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:34 | |
Bring me the request to pursue fugitive forms. | 0:34:36 | 0:34:40 | |
MESSENGER: I'm coming, sir. | 0:34:40 | 0:34:42 | |
FOOTSTEPS | 0:34:42 | 0:34:44 | |
PANTING: I'm boiling! | 0:34:44 | 0:34:45 | |
Oh, oh. Here's the form, sir. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
Are you along for the ride, | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
or am I just dropping you somewhere? | 0:34:51 | 0:34:53 | |
That depends. | 0:34:53 | 0:34:55 | |
Where are you going? | 0:34:55 | 0:34:57 | |
Where am I going? | 0:34:57 | 0:34:59 | |
You OK? | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
Yeah. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:02 | |
I don't suppose there's any tea | 0:35:02 | 0:35:04 | |
on this spaceship? | 0:35:04 | 0:35:05 | |
Yes, there is. Come on. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:07 | |
I'll show you the kitchen. | 0:35:07 | 0:35:08 | |
When you see what I'm about to show you, | 0:35:08 | 0:35:10 | |
you'll beg me to take you with us. | 0:35:10 | 0:35:12 | |
GUIDE: 'The best drink in existence | 0:35:12 | 0:35:14 | |
'is the pan-galactic gargle blaster, | 0:35:14 | 0:35:16 | |
'the effect of which is like having your brains smashed out | 0:35:16 | 0:35:20 | |
'by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.' | 0:35:20 | 0:35:24 | |
BOTH SCREAM | 0:35:24 | 0:35:25 | |
Belgium. Belgium. | 0:35:28 | 0:35:29 | |
Hold it one second. | 0:35:29 | 0:35:31 | |
Hey, ape-man, Earth dude, | 0:35:31 | 0:35:33 | |
What's your name again? | 0:35:33 | 0:35:35 | |
Ahem. Arthur. | 0:35:35 | 0:35:36 | |
Right. Gorgeous. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:37 | |
No hard feelings, OK? | 0:35:37 | 0:35:38 | |
Sorry to hear about your planet... | 0:35:38 | 0:35:40 | |
What's it called? Earth! | 0:35:40 | 0:35:41 | |
Yeah, yeah. I liked Earth. | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
Got these boots on Earth. | 0:35:43 | 0:35:44 | |
Listen, don't mention it to the girl, OK? | 0:35:44 | 0:35:45 | |
Because if you do... | 0:35:45 | 0:35:46 | |
(I'll pull your spleen out through your throat.) | 0:35:46 | 0:35:49 | |
All right. | 0:35:49 | 0:35:51 | |
Thanks, buddy. OK. Good stuff. | 0:35:51 | 0:35:53 | |
Like those jammies. | 0:35:53 | 0:35:55 | |
Hey. Hey, Zaphod, | 0:35:56 | 0:35:58 | |
What's with the two-head thing? | 0:35:58 | 0:36:00 | |
Oh, yeah. | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
Apparently, you can't be president with a whole brain. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:05 | |
It's crazy. | 0:36:05 | 0:36:07 | |
Oh, so you carved it up? | 0:36:07 | 0:36:08 | |
Yes. Some parts of my personality weren't exactly | 0:36:08 | 0:36:11 | |
what you'd call presidential. | 0:36:11 | 0:36:13 | |
Oh, no. You know what I'm talkin' about. | 0:36:13 | 0:36:15 | |
DRINKS MACHINE: Your tea is ready. | 0:36:18 | 0:36:20 | |
Eugh! | 0:36:26 | 0:36:27 | |
I suppose I should've said "It resembles tea". | 0:36:32 | 0:36:35 | |
BOTH CHUCKLE | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
So, two heads is what does it for a girl? | 0:36:37 | 0:36:39 | |
Yeah? I mean, if I'd had | 0:36:39 | 0:36:40 | |
two heads, or, I don't know, three... | 0:36:40 | 0:36:42 | |
Or your own spaceship. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:44 | |
Anything else he's got two of? | 0:36:44 | 0:36:47 | |
Come on, Arthur, don't be like that. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:50 | |
What am I supposed to be like? | 0:36:50 | 0:36:51 | |
You know? Green? | 0:36:51 | 0:36:52 | |
Bleeping? | 0:36:52 | 0:36:54 | |
I can fold me eyelids inside out if you like. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
OK, look. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:58 | |
Do you see this? | 0:36:58 | 0:37:00 | |
This detects what you're craving and makes it for you. | 0:37:00 | 0:37:04 | |
MACHINE: Enjoy your doughnut. | 0:37:04 | 0:37:07 | |
Do you see this? | 0:37:09 | 0:37:12 | |
LAUGHS | 0:37:12 | 0:37:14 | |
This toasts bread while you're slicing it. | 0:37:14 | 0:37:21 | |
We're on a spaceship, Arthur. | 0:37:21 | 0:37:24 | |
In space. | 0:37:24 | 0:37:26 | |
I told you I wanted to get away. | 0:37:26 | 0:37:28 | |
To Madagascar. That was... | 0:37:28 | 0:37:31 | |
Some sort of test. | 0:37:31 | 0:37:34 | |
And I failed. | 0:37:34 | 0:37:36 | |
How badly does it hurt? | 0:37:36 | 0:37:37 | |
It doesn't feel great. | 0:37:37 | 0:37:39 | |
No, I mean your chin. | 0:37:39 | 0:37:41 | |
Oh... I might have an aspirin. Right. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:44 | |
TRICIA: Hey! | 0:37:47 | 0:37:48 | |
Tricia... Trillian, sorry. Um, | 0:37:51 | 0:37:54 | |
There's something I have to tell you. | 0:37:54 | 0:37:56 | |
Please, don't. | 0:37:56 | 0:37:57 | |
ZAPHOD: Showtime, Trill! | 0:37:57 | 0:37:59 | |
I'm going to set up. | 0:38:05 | 0:38:07 | |
Buttons aren't toys. | 0:38:07 | 0:38:09 | |
Buttons aren't toys. | 0:38:09 | 0:38:10 | |
Anyway, when I saw | 0:38:10 | 0:38:12 | |
what I'm about to show you, | 0:38:12 | 0:38:13 | |
that's when I realized why I had to do | 0:38:13 | 0:38:15 | |
what I did to my brain. | 0:38:15 | 0:38:18 | |
I think. It's all a little... | 0:38:18 | 0:38:21 | |
shaky. | 0:38:21 | 0:38:22 | |
ELECTRONIC WHIRRING | 0:38:22 | 0:38:25 | |
MARVIN: I've seen it. | 0:38:25 | 0:38:27 | |
It's rubbish. | 0:38:27 | 0:38:28 | |
TRUMPET FANFARE | 0:38:28 | 0:38:30 | |
GUIDE: 'Many millions of years ago, | 0:38:32 | 0:38:34 | |
'a race of hyperintelligent, pan-dimensional beings | 0:38:34 | 0:38:37 | |
'got so fed up with the constant bickering about the meaning of life, | 0:38:37 | 0:38:41 | |
'that they commissioned two of their brightest and best | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
'to design and build a stupendous super-computer | 0:38:44 | 0:38:48 | |
'to calculate the answer to life, | 0:38:48 | 0:38:50 | |
'the universe and everything.' | 0:38:50 | 0:38:53 | |
O, Deep Thought, | 0:38:53 | 0:38:54 | |
We want you to tell us the answer. | 0:38:54 | 0:38:59 | |
DEEP THOUGHT: The answer to what? | 0:38:59 | 0:39:01 | |
The answer to life, the universe, everything. | 0:39:01 | 0:39:05 | |
We'd really like an answer. | 0:39:05 | 0:39:07 | |
Something simple. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:09 | |
Hmm, have to think about that. | 0:39:09 | 0:39:12 | |
Return to this place in exactly | 0:39:12 | 0:39:14 | |
seven and a half million years. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:17 | |
Is it finished? Oh, no, there's more. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:21 | |
They go back. | 0:39:21 | 0:39:22 | |
Seven and a half million years later? | 0:39:22 | 0:39:25 | |
That's right, they do. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:27 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:39:27 | 0:39:29 | |
Deep Thought... | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
CROWD CHEER Do you have... | 0:39:44 | 0:39:46 | |
DEEP THOUGHT: An answer for you? | 0:39:46 | 0:39:48 | |
Yes, but you're not going to like it. | 0:39:48 | 0:39:50 | |
It doesn't matter. We must know it. | 0:39:50 | 0:39:53 | |
All right. | 0:39:53 | 0:39:54 | |
The answer to the ultimate question... | 0:39:54 | 0:39:57 | |
CROWD CHEERS | 0:39:57 | 0:39:59 | |
..of life, the universe and everything... | 0:39:59 | 0:40:04 | |
..is... | 0:40:04 | 0:40:05 | |
ALL CHEER | 0:40:05 | 0:40:07 | |
..42. | 0:40:12 | 0:40:13 | |
MAN: What?! | 0:40:13 | 0:40:14 | |
WOMAN: 42?! | 0:40:16 | 0:40:19 | |
Yes, I thought it over quite thoroughly. It's 42. | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
It would've been simpler, of course, | 0:40:21 | 0:40:24 | |
to have known what the actual question was. | 0:40:24 | 0:40:26 | |
But it was THE question. | 0:40:26 | 0:40:27 | |
The ultimate question. | 0:40:27 | 0:40:30 | |
Of everything! That's not a question. | 0:40:30 | 0:40:32 | |
Only when you know the question | 0:40:32 | 0:40:34 | |
will you will know what the answer means. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:35 | |
Give us the ultimate question, then. | 0:40:35 | 0:40:37 | |
I can't. But there is one who can. | 0:40:37 | 0:40:40 | |
A computer that will calculate the ultimate question. | 0:40:40 | 0:40:44 | |
A computer of such infinite complexity, | 0:40:44 | 0:40:47 | |
that life itself will form part of its operational matrix. | 0:40:47 | 0:40:51 | |
And you yourselves shall take on new, more primitive forms, | 0:40:51 | 0:40:55 | |
and go down into the computer to navigate | 0:40:55 | 0:40:57 | |
its 10-million-year program. | 0:40:57 | 0:41:00 | |
I shall design this computer for you, | 0:41:00 | 0:41:03 | |
and it shall be called... | 0:41:03 | 0:41:04 | |
STATIC | 0:41:04 | 0:41:06 | |
That's it? | 0:41:09 | 0:41:11 | |
That's it. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:12 | |
You're looking for the ultimate question? | 0:41:12 | 0:41:14 | |
Yep. You? | 0:41:14 | 0:41:15 | |
Me. Why? | 0:41:15 | 0:41:16 | |
No, I tried that. Why? 42. Doesn't work. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:19 | |
Let's get it ready, baby. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:21 | |
FORD: Why... | 0:41:21 | 0:41:22 | |
do you want to know the ultimate question? | 0:41:22 | 0:41:25 | |
Oh, well, partly the curiosity, partly a sense of adventure, | 0:41:25 | 0:41:28 | |
but, uh, mostly I think it's for the fame and the money. | 0:41:28 | 0:41:31 | |
You're President of the Galaxy? | 0:41:33 | 0:41:34 | |
That's right, Arman. Arthur. | 0:41:34 | 0:41:36 | |
Whatever. | 0:41:36 | 0:41:37 | |
Presidential fame is temporary. | 0:41:37 | 0:41:39 | |
I find the question, that's permanent. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:41 | |
It sticks. | 0:41:41 | 0:41:42 | |
Plus, everyone thinks you're deep. Win-win. | 0:41:42 | 0:41:44 | |
We just hit that button | 0:41:44 | 0:41:46 | |
and bam, we're at Magrathea, | 0:41:46 | 0:41:48 | |
I think. | 0:41:48 | 0:41:50 | |
I don't know. We've hit it twice | 0:41:50 | 0:41:52 | |
and we're still not there, but anyway...you in? | 0:41:52 | 0:41:53 | |
Always. All right! | 0:41:53 | 0:41:57 | |
MARVIN: Oh, I want to get off. | 0:41:57 | 0:41:58 | |
Sorry, what exactly are we doing? | 0:41:58 | 0:42:00 | |
This! | 0:42:00 | 0:42:01 | |
GUIDE: 'The infinite improbability drive | 0:42:05 | 0:42:08 | |
'is a wonderful new method of crossing interstellar distances in a few seconds, | 0:42:08 | 0:42:12 | |
'without all that tedious mucking about in hyperspace. | 0:42:12 | 0:42:14 | |
'As the improbability drive reaches infinite improbability, | 0:42:14 | 0:42:18 | |
'it passes through every conceivable point | 0:42:18 | 0:42:20 | |
'in every conceivable universe almost simultaneously. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:24 | |
'In other words, you're never sure where you'll end up | 0:42:24 | 0:42:26 | |
'or even what species you'll be when you get there. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:28 | |
'It's therefore important to dress accordingly. | 0:42:28 | 0:42:31 | |
'The infinite improbability drive | 0:42:31 | 0:42:33 | |
'was invented following research into finite improbability, | 0:42:33 | 0:42:35 | |
'often used to break the ice at parties | 0:42:35 | 0:42:38 | |
'by making all the molecules in the hostess's undergarments | 0:42:38 | 0:42:40 | |
'leap simultaneously one foot to the left | 0:42:40 | 0:42:43 | |
'in accordance with the theory of indeterminacy. | 0:42:43 | 0:42:45 | |
'Many respectable physicists said | 0:42:45 | 0:42:47 | |
'they weren't going to stand for that sort of thing, | 0:42:47 | 0:42:49 | |
'partly because it was a debasement of science, | 0:42:49 | 0:42:51 | |
'but mostly because they didn't get invited to those sort of parties.' | 0:42:51 | 0:42:55 | |
ENGINES RUMBLE | 0:42:57 | 0:42:59 | |
Wow, is this gonna happen every time we hit that button? | 0:43:04 | 0:43:08 | |
Very probably, yes. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:11 | |
MARVIN: Ah, I think the Earthman's about to be sick. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:14 | |
Whoa, do it in the trashcan, ape-man. This ship's brand new. | 0:43:14 | 0:43:17 | |
Aw, come on! | 0:43:17 | 0:43:18 | |
TRILLIAN: We have normality. | 0:43:18 | 0:43:20 | |
Did it work? Are we there? | 0:43:20 | 0:43:23 | |
Yeah. We're here. | 0:43:24 | 0:43:27 | |
Magrathea! I don't think so. | 0:43:27 | 0:43:29 | |
Magrathea! Eddie? | 0:43:29 | 0:43:30 | |
Ow! What planet are we looking at? | 0:43:30 | 0:43:32 | |
EDDIE: 'I'm checking for you.' | 0:43:32 | 0:43:34 | |
Did you just pluck one of my hairs? | 0:43:34 | 0:43:36 | |
< Off my head? | 0:43:36 | 0:43:37 | |
EDDIE: 'Thank you so much for waiting. | 0:43:39 | 0:43:41 | |
'I'm sorry to disappoint you, gang, | 0:43:41 | 0:43:43 | |
'but this is not Magrathea. | 0:43:43 | 0:43:44 | |
'We are currently in orbit around the planet Viltvodle Six.' | 0:43:44 | 0:43:48 | |
Humma Kavula! | 0:43:48 | 0:43:52 | |
Magrathea's gonna have to wait. | 0:43:52 | 0:43:54 | |
I got a score to settle on this planet! | 0:43:54 | 0:43:57 | |
ENGINES ROAR | 0:43:57 | 0:43:58 | |
ZAPHOD: Humma Kavula! | 0:43:58 | 0:44:02 | |
GUIDE: 'In the beginning, the universe was created. | 0:44:04 | 0:44:08 | |
'This made a lot of people very angry, | 0:44:08 | 0:44:11 | |
'and has been widely regarded as a bad move.' | 0:44:11 | 0:44:13 | |
CROWD BOOS | 0:44:13 | 0:44:15 | |
'Many races believed that it was created by some sort of god, | 0:44:15 | 0:44:19 | |
'though the Jatravartid people of Viltvodle Six | 0:44:19 | 0:44:21 | |
'firmly believe that the entire universe | 0:44:21 | 0:44:23 | |
'was in fact sneezed out of the nose of a being | 0:44:23 | 0:44:26 | |
'called the Great Green Arkleseizure.' | 0:44:26 | 0:44:28 | |
ZAPHOD: Humma Kavula! | 0:44:28 | 0:44:30 | |
GUIDE: 'The Jatravartids, | 0:44:30 | 0:44:32 | |
'who lived in perpetual fear of the time they called | 0:44:32 | 0:44:34 | |
'The Coming Of The Great White Handkerchief, | 0:44:34 | 0:44:36 | |
'were small blue creatures with more than 50 arms each. | 0:44:36 | 0:44:39 | |
'They were unique in being the only race in history | 0:44:39 | 0:44:43 | |
'to have invented the aerosol deodorant before the wheel.' | 0:44:43 | 0:44:46 | |
ALL: Mr President! | 0:44:48 | 0:44:49 | |
Hey, all right. How you doin'? All right. | 0:44:49 | 0:44:51 | |
What have we got here? I love it! | 0:44:51 | 0:44:53 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:44:55 | 0:44:56 | |
Hey, I love you. | 0:44:58 | 0:44:59 | |
Fantastic! You guys related? | 0:44:59 | 0:45:01 | |
Don't go changing. Keep on movin'. | 0:45:01 | 0:45:03 | |
Arthur, I want a drink. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:05 | |
I think I've been here before. | 0:45:05 | 0:45:07 | |
Have I been here before? | 0:45:07 | 0:45:09 | |
< WOMEN: Ixxie! | 0:45:12 | 0:45:14 | |
I've been here before. | 0:45:14 | 0:45:16 | |
ZAPHOD: Humma Kavula! | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
Come on. | 0:45:18 | 0:45:19 | |
Tricia! | 0:45:19 | 0:45:21 | |
Tricia, I... | 0:45:21 | 0:45:22 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:45:23 | 0:45:26 | |
CHURCH CHOIR: # Now we await | 0:45:26 | 0:45:30 | |
# With eager expectation | 0:45:30 | 0:45:35 | |
# Thy handkerchief | 0:45:35 | 0:45:38 | |
# To bring us back to thee... # | 0:45:38 | 0:45:47 | |
Hello, Hummy. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:51 | |
PRIEST: Join us. Sit down. | 0:45:51 | 0:45:54 | |
Hey, good to see you. | 0:45:54 | 0:45:56 | |
Thanks. All right. | 0:45:56 | 0:45:57 | |
HUMMA: The handkerchief is coming, beloveds. | 0:45:57 | 0:46:00 | |
Let us pray the Almighty will exhale a breath of compassion on us all. | 0:46:00 | 0:46:05 | |
EXHALES | 0:46:05 | 0:46:06 | |
So that's Humma Kavula. | 0:46:06 | 0:46:09 | |
I thought he was just swearing. | 0:46:09 | 0:46:10 | |
We lift our noses, clogged and unblown, | 0:46:10 | 0:46:15 | |
in reverence to you. | 0:46:15 | 0:46:18 | |
Send the handkerchief, O Blessed One, | 0:46:18 | 0:46:20 | |
so that it may wipe us clean. | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
We ask this and all things | 0:46:22 | 0:46:25 | |
in Thy Precious and Alliterative Name. | 0:46:25 | 0:46:29 | |
ALL SNEEZE | 0:46:29 | 0:46:32 | |
ALL SNIFFLE | 0:46:32 | 0:46:34 | |
Bless you. | 0:46:37 | 0:46:40 | |
DOOR BANGS | 0:46:40 | 0:46:41 | |
ZAPHOD: Where we goin'? In here? | 0:46:41 | 0:46:42 | |
< All right, I like it. | 0:46:42 | 0:46:44 | |
< It's big, it's gold, it's fancy. | 0:46:44 | 0:46:45 | |
Fancy pants! | 0:46:45 | 0:46:47 | |
HUMMA: Zaphod Beeblebrox, our infamous president. | 0:46:47 | 0:46:50 | |
What brings you to our humble planet? | 0:46:50 | 0:46:53 | |
ZAPHOD: You know why I'm here. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:54 | |
No, I don't think I do. | 0:46:54 | 0:46:56 | |
Oh, I think you think you don't. | 0:46:56 | 0:46:58 | |
But we both know... | 0:46:58 | 0:47:00 | |
you do. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:02 | |
Eloquent as always, Zaphod. | 0:47:02 | 0:47:04 | |
Your ability to articulate never ceases to amaze. | 0:47:04 | 0:47:08 | |
That's funny. | 0:47:08 | 0:47:09 | |
During the campaign, Humma, | 0:47:09 | 0:47:11 | |
When you were my opponent running against me, | 0:47:11 | 0:47:13 | |
you said I was stupid. | 0:47:13 | 0:47:15 | |
The election is ancient history, | 0:47:33 | 0:47:36 | |
Zaphod, but... | 0:47:36 | 0:47:38 | |
if memory serves, you won, | 0:47:41 | 0:47:43 | |
proving that good looks | 0:47:43 | 0:47:45 | |
and charm win over brilliance | 0:47:45 | 0:47:47 | |
and the ability to govern. | 0:47:47 | 0:47:51 | |
And, incidentally, you are stupid. | 0:47:54 | 0:47:59 | |
Excuse me, Mr Humma, sir. | 0:47:59 | 0:48:00 | |
Ooh, I just want to say, | 0:48:00 | 0:48:03 | |
there's been a terrible mix up, hasn't there? | 0:48:03 | 0:48:05 | |
Cos actually, he's not with us. | 0:48:05 | 0:48:06 | |
We came to worship you. | 0:48:06 | 0:48:08 | |
He followed us and... | 0:48:08 | 0:48:10 | |
He grew, didn't he? He's not that tall. | 0:48:10 | 0:48:13 | |
You didn't come halfway across the galaxy | 0:48:13 | 0:48:15 | |
to settle a campaign grudge, Zaphod. | 0:48:15 | 0:48:18 | |
Why are you here? | 0:48:19 | 0:48:21 | |
MUSIC | 0:48:21 | 0:48:22 | |
Of course not, that's...that's ridiculous. | 0:48:22 | 0:48:25 | |
I've been stranded on a strange planet for a number of years, | 0:48:25 | 0:48:29 | |
I haven't been avoiding you. | 0:48:29 | 0:48:31 | |
You look great. You're doing well. | 0:48:31 | 0:48:33 | |
You've grown, obviously. | 0:48:33 | 0:48:35 | |
Arggh! | 0:48:35 | 0:48:37 | |
Wait, wait, wait, wait! | 0:48:37 | 0:48:38 | |
We don't know why we're here. | 0:48:38 | 0:48:39 | |
We were trying to get to Magrathea | 0:48:39 | 0:48:41 | |
and our ship brought us here. | 0:48:41 | 0:48:43 | |
How very, very improbable. | 0:48:43 | 0:48:49 | |
ELECTRONIC BUZZ | 0:48:53 | 0:48:55 | |
I kept a few souvenirs from my former life. | 0:48:55 | 0:48:57 | |
Ah, the heady days of space piracy. | 0:48:57 | 0:49:00 | |
But... | 0:49:00 | 0:49:02 | |
Even an infinite improbability drive requires coordinates. | 0:49:02 | 0:49:07 | |
Which I happen to have. | 0:49:07 | 0:49:10 | |
No, no, no. | 0:49:10 | 0:49:11 | |
You don't get something for nothing, Zaphod. | 0:49:11 | 0:49:14 | |
< You must bring me something in return. | 0:49:14 | 0:49:17 | |
CHUCKLES Wh... What? | 0:49:17 | 0:49:18 | |
< A gun. | 0:49:18 | 0:49:19 | |
A gun? | 0:49:19 | 0:49:21 | |
A very special gun | 0:49:21 | 0:49:22 | |
designed by the greatest computer ever invented. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
But the only way to find it is to go to Magrathea. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:28 | |
Fine. | 0:49:28 | 0:49:29 | |
I'll get your gun. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:31 | |
Just give me the coordinates. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
What will you give me to ensure your return? | 0:49:33 | 0:49:35 | |
My word as President. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:37 | |
No. I need a hostage. | 0:49:40 | 0:49:43 | |
Only... | 0:49:43 | 0:49:47 | |
What does Zaphod Beeblebrox treasure? | 0:49:47 | 0:49:51 | |
HUMMA WHISTLES | 0:49:53 | 0:49:55 | |
CHUCKLES Come on. | 0:49:55 | 0:49:56 | |
ZAPHOD CHUCKLES HYSTERICALLY | 0:49:58 | 0:49:59 | |
Oh, no! | 0:49:59 | 0:50:02 | |
ZAPHOD: Hey, hey, take it easy now. | 0:50:02 | 0:50:04 | |
Think about this before you do it. | 0:50:04 | 0:50:06 | |
ELECTRIC SAW No, stop it! Ah! | 0:50:06 | 0:50:07 | |
That kind of tickles! | 0:50:07 | 0:50:08 | |
Two heads are better than one. | 0:50:08 | 0:50:10 | |
Double your pleasure. | 0:50:10 | 0:50:12 | |
It's not fair! | 0:50:12 | 0:50:14 | |
You need me! Come back! | 0:50:14 | 0:50:17 | |
Come back! Don't leave me alone. | 0:50:17 | 0:50:20 | |
HULA MUSIC PLAYS | 0:50:20 | 0:50:22 | |
ZAPHOD: Come back! | 0:50:22 | 0:50:24 | |
ARTHUR: Well, now, that was fun, wasn't it? | 0:50:24 | 0:50:26 | |
Here I was thinking I was the only one | 0:50:26 | 0:50:27 | |
who considered your boyfriend a narcissistic moron, | 0:50:27 | 0:50:29 | |
when the whole galaxy does. | 0:50:29 | 0:50:31 | |
Oh, what about you? | 0:50:31 | 0:50:32 | |
"Oh, excuse me, Mr Humma, sir. | 0:50:32 | 0:50:33 | |
"we're not with him. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:35 | |
"we came here to worship you." | 0:50:35 | 0:50:36 | |
Very brave(!) | 0:50:36 | 0:50:38 | |
Where the hell is Ford? | 0:50:38 | 0:50:40 | |
WHOOSH | 0:50:40 | 0:50:42 | |
VOGON: By the left, march! | 0:50:43 | 0:50:45 | |
Left, right, | 0:50:45 | 0:50:47 | |
left, right, left, right. | 0:50:47 | 0:50:50 | |
Mr President, we're here for your protection. | 0:50:50 | 0:50:54 | |
Fire upon the kidnapper! | 0:50:54 | 0:50:56 | |
Hey, come on! | 0:50:58 | 0:50:59 | |
Commander, the President is the kidnapper. | 0:50:59 | 0:51:01 | |
You'll kill him! | 0:51:01 | 0:51:02 | |
It's locked! | 0:51:04 | 0:51:06 | |
Thank you, darling. I'll be in touch. | 0:51:08 | 0:51:11 | |
ALL YELL | 0:51:14 | 0:51:16 | |
Come on, Zaphod, man! | 0:51:16 | 0:51:17 | |
Hey, hey, what did I miss? | 0:51:21 | 0:51:22 | |
What the hell have you been doing? | 0:51:22 | 0:51:24 | |
I was doing field research. | 0:51:24 | 0:51:26 | |
So they found where we are? Belgium bummer! | 0:51:26 | 0:51:27 | |
Bummer? They're shooting at us! | 0:51:27 | 0:51:29 | |
What are we going to do? | 0:51:29 | 0:51:30 | |
I have an idea. | 0:51:30 | 0:51:31 | |
Pushing him out there and running the other way? | 0:51:31 | 0:51:34 | |
What? He's the one they want! | 0:51:34 | 0:51:36 | |
Tricia, you can't go out there. | 0:51:36 | 0:51:37 | |
What are you doing? | 0:51:37 | 0:51:38 | |
Back off! | 0:51:39 | 0:51:40 | |
VOGON: What's going on? | 0:51:40 | 0:51:42 | |
I have the President | 0:51:42 | 0:51:44 | |
and I will kill him, I swear I will. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:47 | |
Could that actually kill him? | 0:51:47 | 0:51:49 | |
I don't think so. It's an aerosol can. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:52 | |
Oh. | 0:51:52 | 0:51:53 | |
ARTHUR: OK, frightened now, frightened. | 0:51:53 | 0:51:57 | |
ZAPHOD: Hi, little guy. | 0:51:57 | 0:51:59 | |
Get her! | 0:51:59 | 0:52:01 | |
ARTHUR: Zaphod, no, come on! | 0:52:01 | 0:52:02 | |
Arthur! | 0:52:02 | 0:52:03 | |
< Arthur! | 0:52:03 | 0:52:05 | |
Tricia! | 0:52:05 | 0:52:07 | |
Arthur! Tricia! | 0:52:07 | 0:52:09 | |
Wait! | 0:52:09 | 0:52:10 | |
TRICIA: Arthur! | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
Resistance is useless! | 0:52:23 | 0:52:27 | |
KWALTZ: 'Bring her to Vogsphere for processing, Captain.' | 0:52:35 | 0:52:40 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 0:52:40 | 0:52:41 | |
ZAPHOD: Where's the circus? | 0:52:41 | 0:52:43 | |
They got her and it's my fault. | 0:52:43 | 0:52:44 | |
We have to go! Let's go! | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
ZAPHOD: Whoo! Let's go! | 0:52:46 | 0:52:47 | |
Whoo! | 0:52:49 | 0:52:50 | |
Computer, take us to Magrathea! | 0:52:50 | 0:52:52 | |
What? No, no, no. | 0:52:52 | 0:52:54 | |
We've got to go after Tricia. | 0:52:54 | 0:52:55 | |
Who? Trillian. Trillian! | 0:52:55 | 0:52:56 | |
They've got Trillian, you half-brained git! | 0:52:56 | 0:52:59 | |
BOTH SHOUT | 0:52:59 | 0:53:00 | |
Right, you're coming out! | 0:53:00 | 0:53:02 | |
LAUGHS Computer, | 0:53:02 | 0:53:03 | |
we don't want to go to Magrathea yet. | 0:53:03 | 0:53:05 | |
We want to follow the ships. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:07 | |
EDDIE: 'I'd love to, but wouldn't you know? | 0:53:07 | 0:53:08 | |
'My guidance system has been deactivated.' | 0:53:08 | 0:53:10 | |
Oh, come on! | 0:53:10 | 0:53:11 | |
'I'm sorry about that, | 0:53:11 | 0:53:13 | |
'But it wasn't my fault.' | 0:53:13 | 0:53:14 | |
What you doing on the spaceship? | 0:53:14 | 0:53:15 | |
Ford? Marvin. | 0:53:15 | 0:53:18 | |
I've been talking to the ship's computer. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
And? | 0:53:20 | 0:53:22 | |
It hates me. | 0:53:22 | 0:53:23 | |
No, uh-uh. | 0:53:23 | 0:53:25 | |
Eddie, Computer, | 0:53:25 | 0:53:26 | |
there must be another way. | 0:53:26 | 0:53:27 | |
Is there another way to follow the ships? | 0:53:27 | 0:53:30 | |
EDDIE: 'Activating emergency escape pod. | 0:53:30 | 0:53:32 | |
'It's super-neat and fun to fly!' | 0:53:32 | 0:53:34 | |
ARTHUR: Ow! | 0:53:34 | 0:53:36 | |
MARVIN: Unbelievable! | 0:53:36 | 0:53:38 | |
ARTHUR: I'm in. I'm in. | 0:53:38 | 0:53:39 | |
OK, Ford? Yeah, I'm here. | 0:53:39 | 0:53:41 | |
Do you have any idea? | 0:53:41 | 0:53:42 | |
FORD: OK, we'll press this button. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:44 | |
ARTHUR: Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no. | 0:53:44 | 0:53:46 | |
FORD: This button. OK? Nothing's...OK! | 0:53:46 | 0:53:48 | |
Here we go. Good man, good man, good man. | 0:53:48 | 0:53:52 | |
OK, we're wobbling... | 0:53:52 | 0:53:54 | |
You forgot your towel. No! | 0:53:54 | 0:53:55 | |
ARTHUR: Get him off me! | 0:53:55 | 0:53:57 | |
I'll kill him! | 0:53:57 | 0:53:58 | |
OK, Ford, there's a... | 0:53:58 | 0:53:59 | |
FORD: Is that better? | 0:53:59 | 0:54:00 | |
No, that's worse, that's worse. | 0:54:00 | 0:54:02 | |
Do what... I don't need that. | 0:54:02 | 0:54:04 | |
I don't need that. OK. | 0:54:04 | 0:54:06 | |
Can you stop the rocking? | 0:54:06 | 0:54:07 | |
OK. Marvin, any ideas? | 0:54:07 | 0:54:08 | |
MARVIN: I have a million ideas. | 0:54:08 | 0:54:10 | |
They all point to certain death. | 0:54:10 | 0:54:12 | |
Thanks very much, Marv(!) | 0:54:12 | 0:54:13 | |
ELECTRICITY BUZZES | 0:54:19 | 0:54:20 | |
THUNDER | 0:54:20 | 0:54:22 | |
Ooh, ooh. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:27 | |
Eee! Ooh, ooh. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:28 | |
GRUNTING | 0:54:28 | 0:54:30 | |
SPACESHIP FALLING | 0:54:31 | 0:54:34 | |
CRASHES Whoo! | 0:54:34 | 0:54:35 | |
EXPLOSION | 0:54:37 | 0:54:39 | |
Whee! | 0:54:39 | 0:54:40 | |
Whee! | 0:54:40 | 0:54:42 | |
Yeah! | 0:54:42 | 0:54:44 | |
Yeah! | 0:54:44 | 0:54:47 | |
CRAB CHEERS | 0:54:47 | 0:54:50 | |
COUGHING | 0:54:53 | 0:54:55 | |
Magrathea! | 0:54:57 | 0:54:59 | |
FORD: No, we're on the Vogon planet. | 0:54:59 | 0:55:01 | |
Yes, it is. It's Magrathea! | 0:55:01 | 0:55:03 | |
This is Vogsphere. | 0:55:03 | 0:55:04 | |
Yeah, Magrathea. | 0:55:04 | 0:55:06 | |
No, it's not. Yes, it is! | 0:55:06 | 0:55:07 | |
There is no Magrathea. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:08 | |
Yes, it is. Yes, it is! GRUNTS | 0:55:08 | 0:55:11 | |
What are you doing? | 0:55:12 | 0:55:13 | |
They took my head. | 0:55:13 | 0:55:14 | |
They have these on Arcturan megafreighters. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:16 | |
My head. | 0:55:16 | 0:55:17 | |
Captains use them when they need to concentrate. | 0:55:17 | 0:55:19 | |
ZAPHOD LAUGHS What is it? | 0:55:19 | 0:55:21 | |
It's a thinking cap. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:22 | |
PULSING, PANTING | 0:55:22 | 0:55:24 | |
FORD: There you go. | 0:55:25 | 0:55:27 | |
PULSING STOPS | 0:55:27 | 0:55:28 | |
That should give him some zest for about ten minutes or so. | 0:55:31 | 0:55:35 | |
MARVIN: Now I'm feeling much better about our predicament. | 0:55:35 | 0:55:40 | |
THUNDER | 0:55:40 | 0:55:41 | |
CHAINS RATTLE | 0:55:49 | 0:55:50 | |
TRILLIAN PANTS | 0:55:54 | 0:55:56 | |
FORD: By the way, | 0:55:59 | 0:56:00 | |
I checked the Guide for the best way | 0:56:00 | 0:56:02 | |
to rescue a prisoner from Vogsphere. It said don't. | 0:56:02 | 0:56:04 | |
I'm assuming you have a better plan. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:06 | |
I kind of had this idea that we could... | 0:56:06 | 0:56:08 | |
Ow! | 0:56:08 | 0:56:10 | |
Did anyone see that? | 0:56:10 | 0:56:12 | |
See what? What was it? | 0:56:12 | 0:56:14 | |
< ARTHUR: Uh... | 0:56:14 | 0:56:15 | |
< Nothing. It's, uh, nothing. | 0:56:15 | 0:56:17 | |
It's just my imagination. Oh! | 0:56:17 | 0:56:19 | |
< OK, right. Now, stop. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:20 | |
Everyone just stop a minute, please, and look at me. | 0:56:20 | 0:56:23 | |
There's... | 0:56:23 | 0:56:25 | |
definitely something going on here. | 0:56:25 | 0:56:28 | |
Just...just watch. | 0:56:28 | 0:56:32 | |
Just watch. | 0:56:32 | 0:56:34 | |
WIND WHISTLES | 0:56:35 | 0:56:37 | |
OK. Uh, I think we... | 0:56:37 | 0:56:40 | |
Ooh! Ah-ha! You too! | 0:56:40 | 0:56:43 | |
Yeah, what was that? | 0:56:43 | 0:56:45 | |
I thi... | 0:56:45 | 0:56:47 | |
Zaphod, what do you think? | 0:56:49 | 0:56:51 | |
I think... ow! Zarquon! | 0:56:54 | 0:56:56 | |
What was that? Jeez! | 0:56:56 | 0:56:58 | |
I'd make a suggestion, but you wouldn't listen. | 0:56:58 | 0:57:02 | |
< No one ever does. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:03 | |
FORD: I have an idea. | 0:57:03 | 0:57:05 | |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ford! | 0:57:05 | 0:57:07 | |
Kill it! Get rid of it! | 0:57:07 | 0:57:08 | |
GRUNTING AND INDISTINCT SHOUTING | 0:57:08 | 0:57:11 | |
OK, don't think. | 0:57:16 | 0:57:18 | |
Nobody think. No ideas. | 0:57:18 | 0:57:21 | |
No theories. No nothing. | 0:57:21 | 0:57:23 | |
All: Ow! GRUNTING | 0:57:27 | 0:57:29 | |
This is crazy! | 0:57:29 | 0:57:30 | |
Trillian is in there somewhere. | 0:57:30 | 0:57:32 | |
And we need an idea to help save her. | 0:57:32 | 0:57:34 | |
ZAPHOD: I have an ide... | 0:57:34 | 0:57:36 | |
Aah! Run! | 0:57:36 | 0:57:39 | |
ALL GRUNT AND PANT | 0:58:00 | 0:58:02 | |
BELL RINGS | 0:58:05 | 0:58:07 | |
VOGON: Hey, you're supposed to stop! | 0:58:07 | 0:58:09 | |
POLICE SIREN | 0:58:10 | 0:58:12 | |
OK, so I'm not thinking. | 0:58:17 | 0:58:20 | |
Not thinking. No ideas coming. | 0:58:20 | 0:58:22 | |
OK. This isn't an idea | 0:58:24 | 0:58:25 | |
that has any merit at all, but, Marvin, | 0:58:25 | 0:58:29 | |
can you give me a hand? | 0:58:29 | 0:58:31 | |
OK, where is she? | 0:58:33 | 0:58:35 | |
'Who, the Director of Robot Arm Repair?' | 0:58:38 | 0:58:41 | |
Tricia Yggarstuk Mcmillanus of...Blaard? | 0:58:43 | 0:58:47 | |
No, Tricia Marie McMillan of Earth. | 0:58:47 | 0:58:50 | |
Oh. Right. | 0:58:50 | 0:58:52 | |
CLANKING | 0:58:52 | 0:58:55 | |
COMPUTER SQUEAKS AND SQUEALS | 0:58:55 | 0:58:58 | |
Sorry, no record of Earth. | 0:58:58 | 0:59:02 | |
Galactic sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha? | 0:59:02 | 0:59:05 | |
Oh, yes. | 0:59:05 | 0:59:07 | |
QUESTULAR: She's lying. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:09 | |
She's skinny, | 0:59:10 | 0:59:11 | |
and she's pretty, and she's lying. | 0:59:11 | 0:59:13 | |
Mmmm. | 0:59:13 | 0:59:15 | |
CLERK: Oh, yes. Here we are. Earth. | 0:59:15 | 0:59:17 | |
Oh. Um, "Destroyed". | 0:59:17 | 0:59:20 | |
Um, do you have a second home planet? | 0:59:20 | 0:59:24 | |
Destroyed? That's impossible. | 0:59:24 | 0:59:26 | |
That's what it says here. Destroyed | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
to make way for a hyperspace expressway. | 0:59:28 | 0:59:32 | |
ELECTRONIC PULSES | 0:59:32 | 0:59:34 | |
Who in their right mind gives an order to destroy a planet? | 0:59:39 | 0:59:43 | |
He said the grey building, right? | 0:59:44 | 0:59:47 | |
All the buildings are grey. | 0:59:47 | 0:59:48 | |
"Give me a hand." Ha, ha, very funny. | 0:59:48 | 0:59:51 | |
How am I supposed to drive this pod with one arm? Stupid human. | 0:59:51 | 0:59:55 | |
ARTHUR SIGHS | 0:59:57 | 0:59:58 | |
VOGON CLERK: So, you need to go back and fill that in. | 0:59:58 | 1:00:02 | |
SIGHS ...and then, > | 1:00:02 | 1:00:03 | |
when you fill in the facilitating form... > | 1:00:03 | 1:00:06 | |
OK. Leave this to me. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:07 | |
I'm British. I know how to queue. | 1:00:07 | 1:00:10 | |
INDISTINCT | 1:00:10 | 1:00:12 | |
CLERK: If you'd fill that form in for me, | 1:00:12 | 1:00:14 | |
and return it as soon as possible. | 1:00:14 | 1:00:17 | |
You'll find writing implements to your left... | 1:00:17 | 1:00:20 | |
You're President. Can you do anything? | 1:00:20 | 1:00:21 | |
FORD: Presidents don't have power. | 1:00:21 | 1:00:22 | |
Their job is to draw attention away from it. | 1:00:22 | 1:00:24 | |
No offence. You're a great guy. | 1:00:24 | 1:00:26 | |
Hey, how you doin'? | 1:00:28 | 1:00:30 | |
Hey, it's me, your President! | 1:00:30 | 1:00:32 | |
What's goin' on? Nice to see you. Thanks for coming. | 1:00:32 | 1:00:34 | |
All right. I know that sponge. | 1:00:34 | 1:00:37 | |
All right! Next! | 1:00:37 | 1:00:38 | |
< President coming through! | 1:00:38 | 1:00:40 | |
How you doin', pinhead? Thank you. It's me. | 1:00:40 | 1:00:42 | |
No, really. Seriously. | 1:00:42 | 1:00:43 | |
I love kabuki. Look at that little thing. | 1:00:43 | 1:00:45 | |
ARTHUR: Out the way. | 1:00:45 | 1:00:47 | |
GROWLS | 1:00:47 | 1:00:48 | |
Give us a kiss, darlin'! | 1:00:48 | 1:00:50 | |
SQUEALS There you go! | 1:00:50 | 1:00:51 | |
Hi. I've come about release of a prisoner. | 1:00:51 | 1:00:55 | |
Prisoner release form. | 1:00:55 | 1:00:57 | |
Oh, wha... | 1:00:58 | 1:01:00 | |
I don't believe you. | 1:01:00 | 1:01:02 | |
These are the orders. | 1:01:02 | 1:01:05 | |
"Love and kisses..."? | 1:01:09 | 1:01:12 | |
Now, according to the galactic penal code, | 1:01:12 | 1:01:16 | |
the punishment for a presidential kidnapping... | 1:01:16 | 1:01:18 | |
VOGON: Come on, love! | 1:01:18 | 1:01:20 | |
..is to be fed to the ravenous bugblatter beast of Traal. | 1:01:20 | 1:01:24 | |
CHAINS RATTLE | 1:01:24 | 1:01:25 | |
Good day. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:26 | |
TRILLIAN: Oh! Get off of me! | 1:01:26 | 1:01:29 | |
Ow! What the hell is that? | 1:01:29 | 1:01:32 | |
Ow, no, wait, wait! | 1:01:32 | 1:01:35 | |
There's been some kind of mistake! | 1:01:35 | 1:01:38 | |
Aah! | 1:01:38 | 1:01:39 | |
Tick all the boxes | 1:01:40 | 1:01:41 | |
at the right-hand... OK. Right. | 1:01:41 | 1:01:42 | |
..side of the page. Yeah, I've got it. | 1:01:42 | 1:01:45 | |
Uh-huh. Not that one! | 1:01:45 | 1:01:47 | |
GUIDE: 'What to do if you find yourself stuck with no hope of rescue. | 1:01:47 | 1:01:51 | |
'Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. | 1:01:51 | 1:01:56 | |
'Alternatively, if life hasn't been good to you so far, | 1:01:56 | 1:01:59 | |
'which, given your current circumstances, seems more likely, | 1:01:59 | 1:02:02 | |
'consider how lucky you are that it won't be troubling you much longer.' | 1:02:02 | 1:02:06 | |
TRILLIAN GROWLS | 1:02:06 | 1:02:09 | |
Right, there we go. | 1:02:09 | 1:02:11 | |
Oh, kidnapping the President. | 1:02:12 | 1:02:14 | |
Oh, no, she's not eligible for release at this time. | 1:02:14 | 1:02:19 | |
OK. Right. Look, this...this is the president. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:22 | |
Oh! OK. See, there? Mmm? | 1:02:22 | 1:02:24 | |
He says the whole kidnapping business was | 1:02:24 | 1:02:26 | |
just a misunderstanding. | 1:02:26 | 1:02:28 | |
Oh, yeah. | 1:02:28 | 1:02:29 | |
She meant nothing by it. | 1:02:29 | 1:02:30 | |
He's ordering you to let her go. | 1:02:30 | 1:02:32 | |
But this isn't a Presidential Release Of Prisoner Form. | 1:02:32 | 1:02:37 | |
Those are blue. | 1:02:37 | 1:02:39 | |
I'll stay here. | 1:02:41 | 1:02:42 | |
OK. All right. Hold that. | 1:02:42 | 1:02:43 | |
OK. Wa... | 1:02:43 | 1:02:45 | |
BEAST ROARS, TRILLIAN SCREAMS | 1:02:45 | 1:02:48 | |
Oh, he's hungry today. | 1:02:49 | 1:02:52 | |
CHUCKLES | 1:02:52 | 1:02:54 | |
That's blue. Right. | 1:02:54 | 1:02:56 | |
I'm just a journalist. We're just hanging out. | 1:02:58 | 1:03:00 | |
OK, this is, uh... It's for Tricia McMillan. | 1:03:00 | 1:03:03 | |
Tricia McMillan. Mmm. OK. | 1:03:03 | 1:03:07 | |
VOGON: Sir, it's a release form. | 1:03:09 | 1:03:13 | |
Thank you. | 1:03:13 | 1:03:14 | |
She's free to go. | 1:03:14 | 1:03:17 | |
Release her. | 1:03:17 | 1:03:19 | |
TRILLIAN SCREAMS, GRUNTS | 1:03:19 | 1:03:21 | |
Zaphod's here. | 1:03:22 | 1:03:24 | |
Well, uh, that's fine, then. | 1:03:24 | 1:03:26 | |
Let's just go and get him. | 1:03:26 | 1:03:27 | |
Who are we waiting for again? | 1:03:35 | 1:03:37 | |
No, I'm serious. | 1:03:42 | 1:03:43 | |
Tricia! | 1:03:45 | 1:03:47 | |
EXHALES | 1:03:47 | 1:03:49 | |
Tricia. | 1:03:51 | 1:03:52 | |
ZAPHOD: Trill. | 1:03:52 | 1:03:54 | |
Hey, come on. | 1:03:54 | 1:03:55 | |
You idiot! | 1:03:55 | 1:03:56 | |
You signed the order to destroy Earth. | 1:03:56 | 1:03:58 | |
- He did? - I did? | 1:03:58 | 1:04:00 | |
Yes. "Love and kisses, Zaphod"? | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
You didn't even read it, did you? | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
Honey, I'm President of the Galaxy. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:07 | |
I don't get a lot of time for reading. | 1:04:07 | 1:04:09 | |
CHUCKLES | 1:04:09 | 1:04:11 | |
An entire planet, my home, destroyed | 1:04:11 | 1:04:13 | |
all because you thought somebody wanted your autograph. | 1:04:13 | 1:04:16 | |
Honey, they framed me! | 1:04:16 | 1:04:17 | |
Are you an idiot? Seriously? | 1:04:17 | 1:04:18 | |
Trillian! | 1:04:18 | 1:04:20 | |
You knew. | 1:04:20 | 1:04:21 | |
Why didn't you tell me? | 1:04:21 | 1:04:23 | |
Well, he threatened me. | 1:04:23 | 1:04:24 | |
Get a backbone, Arthur. | 1:04:24 | 1:04:27 | |
Oh, a backbone? | 1:04:27 | 1:04:28 | |
Well, what about coming here to rescue you? | 1:04:28 | 1:04:30 | |
Thank you. My idea. | 1:04:30 | 1:04:32 | |
Oh! Stupid! | 1:04:32 | 1:04:34 | |
Got your arm. | 1:04:39 | 1:04:40 | |
How considerate. Right, then. | 1:04:40 | 1:04:42 | |
All those of you lucky enough to have two arms, | 1:04:42 | 1:04:44 | |
hold tight. | 1:04:44 | 1:04:45 | |
GROANS | 1:05:00 | 1:05:01 | |
The President tests my patience. | 1:05:01 | 1:05:04 | |
This time, I shall pursue him myself. Ready my ship. | 1:05:04 | 1:05:09 | |
Fantastic. At last. | 1:05:09 | 1:05:12 | |
WHISTLE BLOWS | 1:05:12 | 1:05:14 | |
Oh. That's one hour for lunch, everybody. | 1:05:16 | 1:05:20 | |
I think I'll have soup today. | 1:05:20 | 1:05:25 | |
GUIDE: The Encyclopedia Galactica, in its chapter on love, | 1:05:25 | 1:05:28 | |
states that it is far too complicated to define. | 1:05:28 | 1:05:32 | |
The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy has this to say on the subject of love - | 1:05:32 | 1:05:36 | |
"Avoid, if at all possible." | 1:05:36 | 1:05:39 | |
Unfortunately, Arthur Dent has never read | 1:05:39 | 1:05:42 | |
The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. | 1:05:42 | 1:05:43 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 1:05:43 | 1:05:44 | |
Oh, I'm so sorry. | 1:05:44 | 1:05:46 | |
No, come in. | 1:05:46 | 1:05:48 | |
I...I didn't... | 1:05:48 | 1:05:50 | |
Um... DOOR SIGHS | 1:05:50 | 1:05:52 | |
Look, uh... | 1:05:53 | 1:05:55 | |
Trillian, I just wanted to say | 1:05:55 | 1:05:56 | |
you were right, of course. | 1:05:56 | 1:05:58 | |
I should have told you, | 1:05:58 | 1:05:59 | |
and I understand totally if you're angry with me. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:02 | |
Um, for what it's worth, I know how you must be feeling. | 1:06:02 | 1:06:06 | |
Um... | 1:06:06 | 1:06:08 | |
Can you hand me a towel? | 1:06:08 | 1:06:09 | |
Yeah, sure. | 1:06:09 | 1:06:11 | |
This... SIGHS | 1:06:11 | 1:06:13 | |
Thank you. | 1:06:13 | 1:06:15 | |
Actually, what I was going to say was... | 1:06:15 | 1:06:19 | |
INHALES | 1:06:19 | 1:06:20 | |
If I'd said yes to you | 1:06:20 | 1:06:22 | |
and gone to Madagascar, | 1:06:22 | 1:06:25 | |
then neither of us would be here now. I just... | 1:06:25 | 1:06:29 | |
just thought that might count for something. | 1:06:29 | 1:06:32 | |
It doesn't matter. | 1:06:35 | 1:06:37 | |
SIGHS | 1:06:37 | 1:06:39 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 1:06:42 | 1:06:43 | |
DOOR SIGHS | 1:06:49 | 1:06:50 | |
All right, Computer, take us to... | 1:06:59 | 1:07:02 | |
Where are we... where we headed again? | 1:07:03 | 1:07:05 | |
OK, I'm going to get you another lemon. | 1:07:05 | 1:07:08 | |
All right. | 1:07:08 | 1:07:10 | |
FLUTE PLAYS | 1:07:14 | 1:07:15 | |
EDDIE: Engaging improbability drive. | 1:07:15 | 1:07:17 | |
No, Zaphod, no. | 1:07:17 | 1:07:18 | |
Buttons are not toys. What did you do? | 1:07:18 | 1:07:21 | |
EDDIE: Magrathean coordinates accepted. | 1:07:21 | 1:07:23 | |
EDDIE: Guys, it just blows my circuits to tell you | 1:07:29 | 1:07:32 | |
that we're currently in an orbit, | 1:07:32 | 1:07:34 | |
at an altitude of 300 miles, | 1:07:34 | 1:07:36 | |
around the legendary planet of Magrathea. | 1:07:36 | 1:07:39 | |
Magrathea! Magrathea! | 1:07:39 | 1:07:41 | |
ZAPHOD: Magrathea! | 1:07:43 | 1:07:45 | |
SIGHS Unbelievable. | 1:07:47 | 1:07:49 | |
MARVIN: Incredible. | 1:07:53 | 1:07:54 | |
It's even worse than I thought it would be. | 1:07:54 | 1:07:58 | |
MAGRATHEAN, ON MESSAGE: Greetings. | 1:07:59 | 1:08:00 | |
This is a recorded announcement, | 1:08:00 | 1:08:01 | |
as we are all out at the moment. | 1:08:01 | 1:08:03 | |
The Commercial Council of Magrathea thanks you for your esteemed visit, | 1:08:03 | 1:08:07 | |
but regrets that the entire planet is temporarily closed. | 1:08:07 | 1:08:10 | |
If you would like to leave your name | 1:08:10 | 1:08:12 | |
and a planet where you can be contacted, | 1:08:12 | 1:08:14 | |
kindly do so at the tone. | 1:08:14 | 1:08:16 | |
How can a planet be closed? | 1:08:17 | 1:08:19 | |
Zarkin' A, cousin. | 1:08:19 | 1:08:20 | |
OK, computer, keep going. | 1:08:20 | 1:08:23 | |
Take us down. | 1:08:23 | 1:08:24 | |
EDDIE: I'd be happy to. | 1:08:24 | 1:08:26 | |
ELECTRONIC TONE | 1:08:26 | 1:08:28 | |
MAGRATHEAN, ON MESSAGE: It is most gratifying | 1:08:28 | 1:08:29 | |
that your enthusiasm for our planet continues unabated. | 1:08:29 | 1:08:32 | |
As a token of our appreciation, | 1:08:32 | 1:08:35 | |
we hope you will enjoy the two thermo-nuclear missiles | 1:08:35 | 1:08:37 | |
we've just sent to converge with your craft. | 1:08:37 | 1:08:41 | |
To ensure on-going quality of service, | 1:08:41 | 1:08:44 | |
your death may be monitored for training purposes. | 1:08:44 | 1:08:47 | |
Thank you. | 1:08:47 | 1:08:48 | |
EDDIE: Guys, I'm delighted to tell you | 1:08:48 | 1:08:50 | |
that there are two nuclear missiles heading right for us. | 1:08:50 | 1:08:53 | |
If you don't mind, I'm gonna go ahead and take evasive action. | 1:08:53 | 1:08:56 | |
ENGINES WHOOSH | 1:08:56 | 1:08:58 | |
SHOUTS AND CRIES | 1:08:58 | 1:09:00 | |
EDDIE: There seems to be something jamming my guidance system. | 1:09:00 | 1:09:04 | |
Impact minus 45 seconds. | 1:09:04 | 1:09:06 | |
Computer, do something! | 1:09:08 | 1:09:11 | |
EDDIE: Sure thing, fella. | 1:09:11 | 1:09:13 | |
Handing over manual control. Good luck. | 1:09:13 | 1:09:14 | |
BRAKES SCREECH | 1:09:17 | 1:09:19 | |
MISSILES WHOOSH | 1:09:19 | 1:09:20 | |
ZAPHOD: I need some help! | 1:09:25 | 1:09:26 | |
I can't do this without my third arm. | 1:09:28 | 1:09:30 | |
YELLING: Arthur, grab my hand! | 1:09:33 | 1:09:36 | |
SHOUTS AND GROANS | 1:09:40 | 1:09:41 | |
ENGINES ROAR | 1:09:43 | 1:09:46 | |
Did we lose 'em? | 1:09:46 | 1:09:47 | |
No, they're coming right at us. | 1:09:47 | 1:09:49 | |
Why don't I just press this thing?! | 1:09:52 | 1:09:54 | |
No, we're not fully back to normal yet! | 1:09:54 | 1:09:55 | |
So what will happen, then? | 1:09:55 | 1:09:57 | |
I don't know. | 1:09:57 | 1:09:58 | |
Don't do it! We're here. | 1:09:58 | 1:10:00 | |
No telling where it'll send us. Don't do it! | 1:10:00 | 1:10:03 | |
Oh, sod it all. No! | 1:10:04 | 1:10:06 | |
SILENCE | 1:10:07 | 1:10:10 | |
Wow. Where are we? | 1:10:10 | 1:10:13 | |
Uh... | 1:10:15 | 1:10:17 | |
Exactly where we were. | 1:10:17 | 1:10:19 | |
And the missiles? | 1:10:19 | 1:10:21 | |
Apparently, they've... | 1:10:21 | 1:10:24 | |
turned into... | 1:10:24 | 1:10:26 | |
a bowl of petunias... | 1:10:26 | 1:10:28 | |
CLUNK | 1:10:28 | 1:10:30 | |
..and a very surprised-looking whale. | 1:10:30 | 1:10:32 | |
EDDIE: And an improbability factor | 1:10:32 | 1:10:34 | |
of 8,767,128 to one against. | 1:10:34 | 1:10:39 | |
We have norm... normality. | 1:10:39 | 1:10:42 | |
Normality, right. COUGHS | 1:10:42 | 1:10:45 | |
We can talk about normality till the cows come home. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:48 | |
What is normal? | 1:10:48 | 1:10:50 | |
What's home? | 1:10:50 | 1:10:52 | |
What are cows? | 1:10:52 | 1:10:54 | |
A proper cup of tea would restore my normality. | 1:10:54 | 1:10:58 | |
GUIDE: It is important to note that suddenly, | 1:10:58 | 1:11:00 | |
and against all probability, | 1:11:00 | 1:11:02 | |
a sperm whale had been called into existence | 1:11:02 | 1:11:04 | |
several miles above the surface of an alien planet. | 1:11:04 | 1:11:09 | |
Since this is not a naturally tenable position for a whale, | 1:11:09 | 1:11:11 | |
this innocent creature had very little time | 1:11:11 | 1:11:14 | |
to come to terms with its identity. | 1:11:14 | 1:11:16 | |
This is what it thought as it fell. | 1:11:16 | 1:11:19 | |
WHALE: Ah, whoa, what's happening? | 1:11:19 | 1:11:21 | |
Who am I? | 1:11:21 | 1:11:22 | |
Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? | 1:11:22 | 1:11:23 | |
What do I mean by, "Who am I"? | 1:11:23 | 1:11:25 | |
OK, OK, calm down, calm down, get a grip now. | 1:11:25 | 1:11:28 | |
Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. | 1:11:28 | 1:11:29 | |
What is it? It's a sort of tingling in my... | 1:11:29 | 1:11:31 | |
Well, I suppose I'd better start finding names for things. | 1:11:31 | 1:11:33 | |
Let's call it a...tail. Yeah, tail. | 1:11:33 | 1:11:37 | |
And, hey, what's this roaring sound | 1:11:37 | 1:11:38 | |
whooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? | 1:11:38 | 1:11:40 | |
Wind. Is that a good name? That'll do. | 1:11:40 | 1:11:43 | |
Yay, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation. | 1:11:43 | 1:11:46 | |
Or is it the wind? There's a lot of that right now, isn't there? | 1:11:46 | 1:11:48 | |
And what's this thing coming towards me very fast? | 1:11:48 | 1:11:51 | |
So big and flat and round. | 1:11:51 | 1:11:53 | |
It needs a big wide-sounding name | 1:11:53 | 1:11:54 | |
like ow, ound, round, ground! | 1:11:54 | 1:11:57 | |
That's it, ground. | 1:11:57 | 1:11:59 | |
I wonder if it will be friends with me. | 1:11:59 | 1:12:02 | |
Hello, ground. THUDS | 1:12:02 | 1:12:03 | |
GUIDE: Curiously, | 1:12:03 | 1:12:05 | |
the only thing that went through the mind | 1:12:05 | 1:12:07 | |
of the bowl of petunias as it fell was, | 1:12:07 | 1:12:09 | |
"Oh, no, not again!" | 1:12:09 | 1:12:13 | |
Many have speculated that if we knew exactly why | 1:12:13 | 1:12:16 | |
the bowl of petunias had thought that, | 1:12:16 | 1:12:18 | |
we should know a lot more about the nature of the universe than we do now. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:24 | |
WIND HOWLS | 1:12:24 | 1:12:26 | |
ARTHUR: What are those things? | 1:12:27 | 1:12:29 | |
FORD: They're portals to another dimension. | 1:12:29 | 1:12:33 | |
ARTHUR: Right. I don't suppose this portal has central heating, does it? | 1:12:33 | 1:12:38 | |
ZAPHOD MUMBLES | 1:12:38 | 1:12:40 | |
ARTHUR SIGHS | 1:12:41 | 1:12:43 | |
ZAPHOD: Ah, this is the one. | 1:12:43 | 1:12:45 | |
MARVIN: This will all end in tears, I just know it. | 1:12:45 | 1:12:48 | |
Right here. | 1:12:52 | 1:12:53 | |
MACHINE STARTS UP Hey! Whoa! | 1:12:53 | 1:12:55 | |
WIND ROARS | 1:12:55 | 1:12:58 | |
OK, in we go! | 1:12:58 | 1:13:01 | |
We can't just step into that...that! | 1:13:01 | 1:13:04 | |
We don't even know where it leads. | 1:13:04 | 1:13:06 | |
If we... If we pick the wrong one, we just... | 1:13:06 | 1:13:09 | |
we come back, we pick another one. It's no biggie. | 1:13:09 | 1:13:12 | |
ARTHUR: What? Yeah, it's a big biggie, Ford. | 1:13:12 | 1:13:14 | |
A big biggie. | 1:13:14 | 1:13:15 | |
I mean, what if it rips us all into tiny little atomic | 1:13:15 | 1:13:19 | |
particle thingies? | 1:13:19 | 1:13:20 | |
This is the right one. I have a hunch. | 1:13:20 | 1:13:24 | |
Ford! | 1:13:24 | 1:13:25 | |
His hunches are good. | 1:13:25 | 1:13:28 | |
Arthur, I say we go. | 1:13:28 | 1:13:30 | |
Go with the hunch of a man whose brain is fuelled by lemons?! | 1:13:30 | 1:13:36 | |
This is suicide! | 1:13:36 | 1:13:38 | |
ZAPHOD: Hey, I think I resent that. | 1:13:38 | 1:13:40 | |
ARTHUR: I don't care what you think, you... | 1:13:40 | 1:13:41 | |
ZAPHOD: I'm getting a lot of hostility from you, Alex, or Arnie... | 1:13:41 | 1:13:44 | |
ARTHUR: Arthur! | 1:13:44 | 1:13:46 | |
ZAPHOD: Have you ever tried yoga? | 1:13:46 | 1:13:48 | |
PORTAL ROARS | 1:13:48 | 1:13:49 | |
Trillian! | 1:13:49 | 1:13:51 | |
I think that's supposed to happen. | 1:13:51 | 1:13:53 | |
HIGH-PITCHED: She's gone! Ford, she's gone! | 1:13:57 | 1:13:59 | |
Arthur, don't panic! | 1:14:00 | 1:14:04 | |
Ford! | 1:14:05 | 1:14:07 | |
ZAPHOD: Hey, wait for me! | 1:14:07 | 1:14:09 | |
Whoo! | 1:14:09 | 1:14:12 | |
ARTHUR WHIMPERS | 1:14:12 | 1:14:14 | |
Come on. | 1:14:25 | 1:14:26 | |
Come on, come on, come on, come on! | 1:14:26 | 1:14:29 | |
SCREAMING | 1:14:32 | 1:14:33 | |
COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS | 1:14:38 | 1:14:40 | |
GROANS AND GRUNTS | 1:14:43 | 1:14:45 | |
No, no, no, don't leave. | 1:14:49 | 1:14:51 | |
Come on, come on, just start! | 1:14:51 | 1:14:54 | |
MARVIN: I told you this would all end in tears. | 1:14:54 | 1:14:55 | |
Did you? Did you? | 1:14:55 | 1:14:59 | |
BREATHING HEAVILY | 1:14:59 | 1:15:01 | |
GRUNTING | 1:15:02 | 1:15:04 | |
ZAPHOD: Geronimo! | 1:15:06 | 1:15:09 | |
Ooomph! LAUGHS | 1:15:09 | 1:15:11 | |
Far out! | 1:15:11 | 1:15:13 | |
Far out! Ha-ha! | 1:15:13 | 1:15:16 | |
This is it. | 1:15:16 | 1:15:17 | |
This is it! | 1:15:17 | 1:15:18 | |
Deep Thought, I'm a-comin'! | 1:15:18 | 1:15:20 | |
So... CHUCKLES | 1:15:22 | 1:15:25 | |
This is how it's all going to end, is it, eh? | 1:15:25 | 1:15:31 | |
Me, alone on a dead planet, | 1:15:31 | 1:15:32 | |
with a manically depressed robot. | 1:15:32 | 1:15:34 | |
You think you've got problems? | 1:15:34 | 1:15:36 | |
What are you supposed to do if you are a manically depressed robot? | 1:15:36 | 1:15:39 | |
MAN: Excuse me. | 1:15:39 | 1:15:40 | |
Aah! | 1:15:40 | 1:15:43 | |
Whoa, whoa. | 1:15:43 | 1:15:44 | |
Oh. | 1:15:44 | 1:15:46 | |
Who are you? | 1:15:46 | 1:15:48 | |
What? No... Uh, no, my name is not important. | 1:15:48 | 1:15:51 | |
Uh, you must come with me. | 1:15:51 | 1:15:55 | |
Get away. | 1:15:55 | 1:15:56 | |
Terrible events are afoot. | 1:15:56 | 1:15:59 | |
Um, you...you must come or you'll be late. | 1:15:59 | 1:16:02 | |
Late? What for? | 1:16:02 | 1:16:04 | |
What? | 1:16:04 | 1:16:05 | |
No, no. | 1:16:05 | 1:16:06 | |
What's... What's your name, Earthman? | 1:16:06 | 1:16:10 | |
Dent. Arthur Dent. | 1:16:10 | 1:16:12 | |
Well...late as in "the late Dent Arthur Dent". | 1:16:12 | 1:16:16 | |
It's a sort of threat. | 1:16:16 | 1:16:18 | |
Do you see? No. | 1:16:18 | 1:16:21 | |
No. | 1:16:21 | 1:16:22 | |
Your friends are safe. | 1:16:22 | 1:16:23 | |
You can trust me. | 1:16:23 | 1:16:25 | |
Trust a man who won't tell me his name? | 1:16:25 | 1:16:27 | |
SIGHS | 1:16:27 | 1:16:28 | |
OK, my name is, um... | 1:16:28 | 1:16:31 | |
My name is...is... is...Slartibartfast. | 1:16:31 | 1:16:35 | |
I...I...I said it wasn't important. | 1:16:37 | 1:16:40 | |
Well... | 1:16:42 | 1:16:43 | |
So my...my friends are safe? | 1:16:43 | 1:16:46 | |
Let me show you. | 1:16:46 | 1:16:47 | |
MARVIN: I could calculate your chances of survival, | 1:16:47 | 1:16:50 | |
but you won't like it. | 1:16:50 | 1:16:53 | |
CLANK | 1:17:01 | 1:17:03 | |
Did you know we built planets? | 1:17:17 | 1:17:19 | |
Oh, yes, fascinating trade. | 1:17:19 | 1:17:23 | |
Doing the, um... doing the coastlines | 1:17:23 | 1:17:26 | |
was always my favourite. | 1:17:26 | 1:17:27 | |
We used to have endless fun | 1:17:27 | 1:17:30 | |
doing the little fiddly bits around the fjords. | 1:17:30 | 1:17:33 | |
But then the galactic economy collapsed, | 1:17:33 | 1:17:35 | |
and seeing that custom-built planets | 1:17:35 | 1:17:39 | |
are a...are a bit of a luxury commodity... | 1:17:39 | 1:17:43 | |
Anyway, you must come with me | 1:17:43 | 1:17:45 | |
because there's been a terrible mix-up with your planet. | 1:17:45 | 1:17:48 | |
Best laid plans of mice, you know. | 1:17:48 | 1:17:50 | |
And men. | 1:17:50 | 1:17:52 | |
What? | 1:17:52 | 1:17:54 | |
Best laid plans of mice and men. | 1:17:54 | 1:17:55 | |
LAUGHS | 1:17:55 | 1:17:57 | |
Yes, well, I don't think men have got much to do with it. | 1:17:57 | 1:17:59 | |
Here. | 1:17:59 | 1:18:00 | |
WHIRRING | 1:18:13 | 1:18:15 | |
BEEPING | 1:18:15 | 1:18:16 | |
SIREN BLARES | 1:18:29 | 1:18:31 | |
BOOM | 1:18:38 | 1:18:39 | |
Um, I must warn you, | 1:18:39 | 1:18:41 | |
we're going to pass through, | 1:18:41 | 1:18:43 | |
well, a sort of gateway thing. | 1:18:43 | 1:18:45 | |
Huh? | 1:18:45 | 1:18:46 | |
It may disturb you. | 1:18:46 | 1:18:47 | |
It scares the willies out of me. | 1:18:47 | 1:18:49 | |
Aah! Aah! | 1:18:51 | 1:18:52 | |
Aah! | 1:18:54 | 1:18:56 | |
SLARTIBARTFAST: Ha ha ha. | 1:19:18 | 1:19:19 | |
Welcome to our factory floor. | 1:19:19 | 1:19:23 | |
ALL GRUNT | 1:19:40 | 1:19:42 | |
ZAPHOD GROANS | 1:19:47 | 1:19:49 | |
Yeah, this is it. | 1:19:49 | 1:19:52 | |
This is it. | 1:19:54 | 1:19:56 | |
Oh, great Deep Thought! | 1:19:57 | 1:20:01 | |
We have travelled long... | 1:20:01 | 1:20:03 | |
..and far. | 1:20:04 | 1:20:07 | |
Have you calculated the ultimate question | 1:20:07 | 1:20:10 | |
of life, the universe, and everything? | 1:20:10 | 1:20:14 | |
DEEP THOUGHT YAWNS No. | 1:20:14 | 1:20:15 | |
ZAPHOD: What? | 1:20:15 | 1:20:16 | |
I've been watching TV. | 1:20:16 | 1:20:18 | |
Oh. | 1:20:18 | 1:20:20 | |
I designed another computer to do that. | 1:20:20 | 1:20:22 | |
Oh, right, I forgot. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:24 | |
Is it here? | 1:20:24 | 1:20:26 | |
No, it's not here. It's another world. | 1:20:26 | 1:20:28 | |
It's on another world. | 1:20:28 | 1:20:30 | |
It is another world, stupid. | 1:20:30 | 1:20:33 | |
Or it was until the Vogons destroyed it | 1:20:33 | 1:20:36 | |
to make way for a hyperspace expressway. | 1:20:36 | 1:20:39 | |
Well...OK. | 1:20:39 | 1:20:41 | |
You sure you don't have the question, | 1:20:41 | 1:20:43 | |
or a way to, you know, access it or something? | 1:20:43 | 1:20:46 | |
cos I think I've done, like, a lot to get here. | 1:20:46 | 1:20:48 | |
Shush. | 1:20:48 | 1:20:51 | |
The show's back on. | 1:20:51 | 1:20:52 | |
HICCUP | 1:20:54 | 1:20:56 | |
Well, I don't wanna bother you, | 1:20:56 | 1:20:58 | |
so I'm gonna... Good stuff. | 1:20:58 | 1:21:00 | |
Great. | 1:21:00 | 1:21:01 | |
I'm gonna go and find something else | 1:21:01 | 1:21:04 | |
for my entire life to be about. | 1:21:04 | 1:21:05 | |
Zaphod, Zaphod. Yeah? | 1:21:05 | 1:21:07 | |
There's the gun. | 1:21:07 | 1:21:08 | |
Gun? | 1:21:08 | 1:21:09 | |
That Humma sent you for. | 1:21:09 | 1:21:10 | |
You gave him your head. | 1:21:10 | 1:21:12 | |
Why'd I... Why'd I do that? | 1:21:12 | 1:21:14 | |
OK. | 1:21:14 | 1:21:16 | |
That's stupid. | 1:21:16 | 1:21:17 | |
Oh, Deep Thought, | 1:21:17 | 1:21:18 | |
we were told that there is a gun. | 1:21:18 | 1:21:22 | |
HICCUP | 1:21:22 | 1:21:23 | |
RUMBLING | 1:21:23 | 1:21:25 | |
CART SQUEALS | 1:21:33 | 1:21:35 | |
There you are. Hmm? | 1:21:36 | 1:21:38 | |
Look familiar? | 1:21:38 | 1:21:40 | |
- So it wasn't destroyed? - Actually, it was. | 1:21:41 | 1:21:45 | |
This is a backup. Earth Mark II. | 1:21:45 | 1:21:48 | |
So you...you made the Earth? | 1:21:50 | 1:21:51 | |
CHUCKLES Not me alone, | 1:21:51 | 1:21:54 | |
but I-I did my part. | 1:21:54 | 1:21:56 | |
Ever heard of a place, | 1:21:56 | 1:21:57 | |
I think it's called Norway? | 1:21:57 | 1:21:59 | |
That was one of mine. | 1:21:59 | 1:22:00 | |
I got an award for it. | 1:22:00 | 1:22:02 | |
ARTHUR SHRIEKS | 1:22:02 | 1:22:03 | |
SHRIEKING | 1:22:04 | 1:22:06 | |
ARTHUR: Oh, hoo! | 1:22:09 | 1:22:12 | |
SLARTIBARTFAST: All right, Frank? | 1:22:12 | 1:22:13 | |
That's... That's Frank. | 1:22:13 | 1:22:15 | |
Ah-ha. | 1:22:16 | 1:22:17 | |
They've nearly finished the oceans. | 1:22:17 | 1:22:20 | |
FORD: Zaphod. | 1:22:28 | 1:22:30 | |
Here, it's... | 1:22:30 | 1:22:32 | |
It's just like Humma said. | 1:22:34 | 1:22:37 | |
Now you can go get your head back. | 1:22:37 | 1:22:39 | |
Hey, Ford. Hey. | 1:22:39 | 1:22:40 | |
It's been nice knowing you, you zarking frood. | 1:22:40 | 1:22:42 | |
No, no, no. | 1:22:42 | 1:22:43 | |
GUN BLAST Whoa! | 1:22:43 | 1:22:44 | |
This is a bust, too. | 1:22:44 | 1:22:46 | |
H-H-Hey, man. | 1:22:46 | 1:22:48 | |
You know, you must really be frustrated. | 1:22:48 | 1:22:51 | |
You go through all you gone through, | 1:22:51 | 1:22:53 | |
You come all this way, you don't get an answer, | 1:22:53 | 1:22:54 | |
which means no money or fame, which you deserve... | 1:22:54 | 1:22:56 | |
GUIDE: The point-of-view gun, conveniently, | 1:22:56 | 1:22:59 | |
does precisely what its name suggests. | 1:22:59 | 1:23:02 | |
Fantastic. Fantastic. Fantastic. | 1:23:02 | 1:23:04 | |
GUIDE: That is, if you point it at someone | 1:23:05 | 1:23:06 | |
and pull the trigger, | 1:23:06 | 1:23:08 | |
They instantly see things from your point of view. | 1:23:08 | 1:23:11 | |
Give me that thing. | 1:23:11 | 1:23:13 | |
GUIDE: It was designed by Deep Thought, | 1:23:13 | 1:23:15 | |
but commissioned by a consortium of intergalactic angry housewives | 1:23:15 | 1:23:18 | |
who, after countless arguments with their husbands, | 1:23:18 | 1:23:21 | |
were sick to the teeth of ending those arguments with the phrase, | 1:23:21 | 1:23:24 | |
"You just don't get it, do you?" | 1:23:24 | 1:23:26 | |
BLAST | 1:23:26 | 1:23:27 | |
GROANS | 1:23:27 | 1:23:29 | |
And you're right, I shouldn't be so upset | 1:23:29 | 1:23:31 | |
because life goes on, you know, | 1:23:31 | 1:23:33 | |
and I should just go on with it. | 1:23:33 | 1:23:36 | |
Shoot him again. | 1:23:36 | 1:23:38 | |
Whoa. > | 1:23:38 | 1:23:40 | |
Hitchhiking's good. Towels are good, too. | 1:23:41 | 1:23:45 | |
Say what? > | 1:23:45 | 1:23:46 | |
That is brilliant. | 1:23:46 | 1:23:48 | |
What's goin'...? > | 1:23:48 | 1:23:50 | |
I can see why Humma Kavula would want one of these. | 1:23:50 | 1:23:53 | |
Well, we better get back. Arthur's waiting. | 1:23:53 | 1:23:56 | |
- Who cares? - Well, I do. | 1:23:56 | 1:23:58 | |
Especially since we're both somewhat of an endangered species now, | 1:23:58 | 1:24:00 | |
thanks to you. | 1:24:00 | 1:24:01 | |
Why so edgy, baby doll? Relax. > | 1:24:01 | 1:24:04 | |
Why so edgy? | 1:24:04 | 1:24:05 | |
You wanna know why I'm edgy? | 1:24:05 | 1:24:06 | |
GROANS | 1:24:06 | 1:24:08 | |
Of course you're edgy. | 1:24:08 | 1:24:09 | |
Your planet's been blown up | 1:24:09 | 1:24:10 | |
and you've been tooling around the galaxy | 1:24:10 | 1:24:12 | |
with the guy who signed the order. | 1:24:12 | 1:24:13 | |
Huh? | 1:24:13 | 1:24:15 | |
Uhh! | 1:24:15 | 1:24:17 | |
You actually wanted to know the question | 1:24:17 | 1:24:18 | |
because you always wanted to know if there was more to life | 1:24:18 | 1:24:21 | |
and now you're crushed because you find out there really isn't. | 1:24:21 | 1:24:24 | |
Phew. | 1:24:24 | 1:24:25 | |
Hey, fantastic, man. > | 1:24:25 | 1:24:28 | |
CHUCKLES Psychedelic. > | 1:24:28 | 1:24:29 | |
FIRES GUN | 1:24:29 | 1:24:31 | |
You've got no home, no family, and you're stuck with me, > | 1:24:31 | 1:24:35 | |
another in a long line of men who doesn't really get you. | 1:24:35 | 1:24:38 | |
Huh? That's not true. > | 1:24:38 | 1:24:42 | |
Did I say... | 1:24:42 | 1:24:43 | |
FIRES GUN | 1:24:43 | 1:24:44 | |
And you're worried you might have blown it | 1:24:44 | 1:24:47 | |
with the one guy who really does. | 1:24:47 | 1:24:49 | |
Hey, whoops. > | 1:24:51 | 1:24:54 | |
Oh, baby doll. > | 1:24:54 | 1:24:57 | |
Give me that thing. | 1:24:57 | 1:24:59 | |
SIGHS It won't affect me. I'm already a woman. | 1:25:02 | 1:25:06 | |
BANG | 1:25:06 | 1:25:07 | |
RUMBLING | 1:25:08 | 1:25:11 | |
Hey, it's OK. It's only a couple of little mice! | 1:25:16 | 1:25:19 | |
RUMBLING | 1:25:19 | 1:25:21 | |
SLARTIBARTFAST: Voila! Himalayas. | 1:25:21 | 1:25:25 | |
Good, eh? | 1:25:25 | 1:25:26 | |
Earthman, you must realise that the planet you lived on | 1:25:29 | 1:25:33 | |
was commissioned, paid for, and run by mice. | 1:25:33 | 1:25:37 | |
When you say mice, | 1:25:40 | 1:25:41 | |
do you mean the little furry, white creatures | 1:25:41 | 1:25:43 | |
with whiskers, ears, cheese? | 1:25:43 | 1:25:45 | |
Yeah, but they're merely protrusions | 1:25:45 | 1:25:47 | |
into our dimension of hyperintelligent, pan-dimensional beings. | 1:25:47 | 1:25:49 | |
I mean, I don't know this, uh, cheese of which you speak, | 1:25:49 | 1:25:54 | |
but they were there on Earth as mice experimenting on you. | 1:25:54 | 1:25:57 | |
Oh. | 1:25:57 | 1:25:58 | |
I see where you've become confused now. | 1:25:58 | 1:26:00 | |
You see, we were experimenting on them. | 1:26:00 | 1:26:02 | |
Ah, no. Well, yeah. No. | 1:26:02 | 1:26:04 | |
I gather that's what they wanted you to think, | 1:26:04 | 1:26:06 | |
but you were actually elements in their computer program. | 1:26:06 | 1:26:08 | |
ARTHUR: Actually, this explains a lot, you know. | 1:26:11 | 1:26:14 | |
All my life, I've had this strange feeling | 1:26:14 | 1:26:16 | |
that there's something big and sinister going on in the world. | 1:26:16 | 1:26:20 | |
No, that's perfectly normal paranoia. | 1:26:20 | 1:26:21 | |
Everyone in the universe gets that. | 1:26:21 | 1:26:23 | |
BOOM | 1:26:23 | 1:26:24 | |
Perhaps I'm old and tired, | 1:26:26 | 1:26:28 | |
but I think that the chances of finding out | 1:26:28 | 1:26:30 | |
what's actually going on are so absurdly remote | 1:26:30 | 1:26:32 | |
that the only thing to do is say hang the sense of it | 1:26:32 | 1:26:35 | |
and keep yourself busy. | 1:26:35 | 1:26:36 | |
I'd much rather be happy than right any day. | 1:26:36 | 1:26:39 | |
And are you? | 1:26:39 | 1:26:40 | |
Uh...no. CHUCKLES | 1:26:40 | 1:26:42 | |
That's where it all falls down, of course. | 1:26:42 | 1:26:44 | |
Here you are, then. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
Is this...? | 1:27:10 | 1:27:12 | |
It's, um... It's all there. | 1:27:25 | 1:27:27 | |
You know, it all works. | 1:27:27 | 1:27:30 | |
Welcome home. | 1:27:30 | 1:27:32 | |
ALL CHEER | 1:27:49 | 1:27:51 | |
Hey! | 1:27:51 | 1:27:52 | |
Hey, man! | 1:27:52 | 1:27:54 | |
There you are! | 1:27:54 | 1:27:55 | |
MUFFLED: Surprise! | 1:27:55 | 1:27:56 | |
What are you doing? What happened to you? | 1:27:56 | 1:27:59 | |
Is that tea? | 1:27:59 | 1:28:00 | |
First, our hosts attacked us. | 1:28:00 | 1:28:03 | |
Right. | 1:28:03 | 1:28:04 | |
But then they made up for it by making us... | 1:28:04 | 1:28:06 | |
..this amazing meal. | 1:28:08 | 1:28:10 | |
It's so... Everything's right. Everything's delicious. | 1:28:10 | 1:28:14 | |
Oh, come on, that's lovely. | 1:28:16 | 1:28:18 | |
We're glad you like it, Earth creature. | 1:28:18 | 1:28:21 | |
CHUCKLES The, um, talking... talking mice. | 1:28:25 | 1:28:28 | |
< Cool. | 1:28:28 | 1:28:29 | |
Sit, Earthman. | 1:28:29 | 1:28:31 | |
Oh, thank you. | 1:28:31 | 1:28:32 | |
Thank you for that. | 1:28:32 | 1:28:34 | |
Phew. | 1:28:34 | 1:28:35 | |
Please, drink. | 1:28:35 | 1:28:36 | |
Um, uh, excuse me. | 1:28:36 | 1:28:38 | |
Is there anything else? | 1:28:38 | 1:28:40 | |
No, we're quite happy, thank you. | 1:28:40 | 1:28:42 | |
Um, good. I'll be outside, so... | 1:28:42 | 1:28:45 | |
You were right. | 1:28:45 | 1:28:47 | |
MOUSE: Please, drink. | 1:28:47 | 1:28:49 | |
He was right. | 1:28:49 | 1:28:51 | |
Now, to business. | 1:28:52 | 1:28:54 | |
BOTH: To business! | 1:28:54 | 1:28:56 | |
Eat! | 1:28:56 | 1:28:57 | |
- Shh. - Sorry. | 1:28:57 | 1:28:59 | |
MOUSE: As you know, we've spent a lot of time on your planet | 1:28:59 | 1:29:01 | |
looking for this ultimate question, | 1:29:01 | 1:29:03 | |
only to have it blow up in our faces. Literally. | 1:29:03 | 1:29:05 | |
Which is why you're here. | 1:29:07 | 1:29:08 | |
We've been offered a lucrative contract | 1:29:08 | 1:29:10 | |
to do several 5-D TV chat shows. | 1:29:10 | 1:29:12 | |
But here's the point. | 1:29:12 | 1:29:13 | |
We must have product. | 1:29:13 | 1:29:15 | |
We need the ultimate question, | 1:29:15 | 1:29:16 | |
or at least one that sounds ultimate. | 1:29:16 | 1:29:18 | |
Of course. | 1:29:18 | 1:29:19 | |
We've rebuilt the planet. | 1:29:19 | 1:29:20 | |
And now all we need is the missing piece of the puzzle. | 1:29:20 | 1:29:22 | |
Hmm. | 1:29:22 | 1:29:23 | |
Which happens to be your brain. | 1:29:23 | 1:29:24 | |
- Right. - More tea? | 1:29:24 | 1:29:26 | |
Sorry, did you just say you need my brain? | 1:29:26 | 1:29:29 | |
Yes, to complete the program. | 1:29:29 | 1:29:31 | |
LAUGHS | 1:29:31 | 1:29:33 | |
You can't have my brain. | 1:29:34 | 1:29:36 | |
I'm using it. | 1:29:36 | 1:29:37 | |
Hardly. | 1:29:37 | 1:29:38 | |
Hardly? Cheeky... Cheeky mouse. | 1:29:38 | 1:29:42 | |
BEEPING | 1:29:45 | 1:29:46 | |
Zaphod! Trillian! | 1:29:46 | 1:29:48 | |
WHIRRING | 1:29:48 | 1:29:50 | |
Ford. | 1:29:50 | 1:29:51 | |
What was in that food? | 1:29:51 | 1:29:52 | |
What was in my tea? | 1:29:52 | 1:29:56 | |
Don't worry. You won't feel a thing. | 1:29:56 | 1:29:59 | |
GRUNTS | 1:29:59 | 1:30:02 | |
Just wait a sodding minute. | 1:30:02 | 1:30:04 | |
You want a question that goes with the answer 42? | 1:30:04 | 1:30:06 | |
What about, what's 6 x 7? | 1:30:06 | 1:30:08 | |
Or, uh, how many Vogons does it take to change a light bulb? | 1:30:08 | 1:30:12 | |
Here's one, how many roads must a man walk down? | 1:30:12 | 1:30:15 | |
Hey, that's not bad. | 1:30:17 | 1:30:18 | |
Fine. | 1:30:18 | 1:30:21 | |
Fine, take it, | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
cos my head is filled with questions, | 1:30:23 | 1:30:25 | |
and I can assure you, no answer to any one of them | 1:30:25 | 1:30:27 | |
has ever brought me one iota of happiness. | 1:30:27 | 1:30:30 | |
Except for one. | 1:30:30 | 1:30:31 | |
THE one. | 1:30:31 | 1:30:33 | |
The only question I've ever wanted an answer to. | 1:30:33 | 1:30:35 | |
Is she the one? | 1:30:35 | 1:30:37 | |
The answer bloody well isn't 42, it's yes. | 1:30:37 | 1:30:41 | |
Undoubtedly, | 1:30:41 | 1:30:43 | |
unequivocally, unabashedly, yes. | 1:30:43 | 1:30:46 | |
And for one week, one week in my sad little... | 1:30:46 | 1:30:52 | |
blip of an existence, | 1:30:52 | 1:30:56 | |
it made me happy. | 1:30:56 | 1:30:58 | |
That's a good answer. | 1:31:00 | 1:31:01 | |
MOUSE: Rubbish. | 1:31:01 | 1:31:03 | |
We don't want to be happy, we want to be famous. | 1:31:03 | 1:31:04 | |
Yeah, what's this "is she the one" tripe? | 1:31:04 | 1:31:06 | |
Take his brain! | 1:31:06 | 1:31:07 | |
No, don't take the brain! | 1:31:07 | 1:31:09 | |
Don't take the brain, mice! | 1:31:09 | 1:31:11 | |
GRUNTING | 1:31:11 | 1:31:14 | |
YELLS | 1:31:18 | 1:31:19 | |
- Aah! - It wasn't me! | 1:31:20 | 1:31:21 | |
MUTTERS | 1:31:21 | 1:31:22 | |
ZAPHOD: I'm famous. | 1:31:22 | 1:31:23 | |
MOUSE: Shoot him. Quickly, shoot him! | 1:31:23 | 1:31:26 | |
Oh, bollocks! | 1:31:26 | 1:31:27 | |
GRUNTS | 1:31:27 | 1:31:29 | |
I'm gonna be sick. | 1:31:36 | 1:31:38 | |
COUGHS Belgium. | 1:31:40 | 1:31:42 | |
DISTANT VOICES | 1:31:44 | 1:31:46 | |
RATTLING | 1:31:46 | 1:31:48 | |
Follow me. | 1:31:50 | 1:31:52 | |
VOGON: Left, right, | 1:31:52 | 1:31:53 | |
left, right. | 1:31:53 | 1:31:55 | |
Attention! | 1:31:55 | 1:31:57 | |
MARVIN: Thanks a lot for leaving me behind. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:03 | |
Though I can't say I blame you. | 1:32:03 | 1:32:05 | |
Mr President, we're here for your protection. | 1:32:05 | 1:32:09 | |
Oh, hey, thanks, man. I appreciate it. | 1:32:09 | 1:32:12 | |
Fire! | 1:32:12 | 1:32:13 | |
No! No! | 1:32:14 | 1:32:16 | |
MARVIN: I don't see what all the fuss about. | 1:32:19 | 1:32:21 | |
Vogons are the worst marksmen in the galaxy. | 1:32:21 | 1:32:24 | |
Ooh. | 1:32:24 | 1:32:25 | |
For god's sake, stop! | 1:32:25 | 1:32:27 | |
Cease fire. | 1:32:27 | 1:32:29 | |
Now I've got a headache. | 1:32:35 | 1:32:37 | |
DISTORTED VOICE: ..headache, headache. | 1:32:37 | 1:32:38 | |
Marvin! | 1:32:47 | 1:32:50 | |
ZAPHOD: Oh, no. | 1:32:50 | 1:32:51 | |
FORD SHRIEKS | 1:32:51 | 1:32:53 | |
He's got a towel, run away! | 1:32:53 | 1:32:56 | |
He's got a towel! | 1:32:56 | 1:32:57 | |
I'm gonna get us out of here. | 1:32:59 | 1:33:00 | |
How do you drive this thing? | 1:33:00 | 1:33:01 | |
We need that gun. | 1:33:05 | 1:33:06 | |
Come on. Let's get this ship started. | 1:33:08 | 1:33:09 | |
Come on. Start! | 1:33:09 | 1:33:11 | |
Come on. Oh, fire, fire! | 1:33:12 | 1:33:14 | |
Fire, fire! | 1:33:14 | 1:33:15 | |
ARTHUR: Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo! | 1:33:16 | 1:33:17 | |
VOGON: He's locked the gate from the other side. | 1:33:20 | 1:33:22 | |
We'll have to go the other way. | 1:33:22 | 1:33:24 | |
Stop! | 1:33:31 | 1:33:32 | |
ZAPHOD: Stop it! | 1:33:39 | 1:33:41 | |
Stop it! Stop shooting at us! | 1:33:41 | 1:33:43 | |
Aah! | 1:33:53 | 1:33:55 | |
SHOOTING STOPS | 1:33:57 | 1:33:58 | |
Oh, I feel so depressed. | 1:34:01 | 1:34:05 | |
ALL GROAN | 1:34:05 | 1:34:06 | |
I can't face another day. | 1:34:06 | 1:34:08 | |
What's the point? | 1:34:12 | 1:34:14 | |
You all right? | 1:34:22 | 1:34:23 | |
Yeah. | 1:34:23 | 1:34:24 | |
Sorry about your spaceship, Arthur. | 1:34:29 | 1:34:32 | |
VOGONS GROAN | 1:34:32 | 1:34:34 | |
Marvin, you saved our lives. | 1:34:37 | 1:34:40 | |
I know. Wretched, isn't it? | 1:34:40 | 1:34:43 | |
GROANING | 1:34:43 | 1:34:45 | |
You got to ask yourself, what's the point? | 1:34:48 | 1:34:51 | |
MAN: Take it away. | 1:34:51 | 1:34:52 | |
You could do all of that, but it's not gonna... | 1:35:01 | 1:35:02 | |
Well, I'll ask... I'll just ask. | 1:35:02 | 1:35:06 | |
I've just been informed by some of the lads | 1:35:06 | 1:35:10 | |
that since we're so near completion, | 1:35:10 | 1:35:12 | |
we're gonna go ahead and finish Earth. | 1:35:12 | 1:35:15 | |
Oh. | 1:35:15 | 1:35:16 | |
So we... Well, we can put it back | 1:35:16 | 1:35:18 | |
exactly as it was when you left, you know. | 1:35:18 | 1:35:20 | |
Unless there's, um, there's, you know, | 1:35:20 | 1:35:24 | |
anything you want to change. | 1:35:24 | 1:35:27 | |
Something you think your planet could do without. | 1:35:29 | 1:35:34 | |
Yeah. | 1:35:35 | 1:35:37 | |
Me. | 1:35:37 | 1:35:39 | |
Oh! | 1:35:39 | 1:35:40 | |
Um, hello? > | 1:35:40 | 1:35:41 | |
No, as is. Yep, leave it. Yep. | 1:35:41 | 1:35:45 | |
Let's go somewhere. | 1:35:46 | 1:35:48 | |
Definitely. Where did you have in mind? | 1:35:48 | 1:35:51 | |
I know this great restaurant at the end of the universe. | 1:35:51 | 1:35:54 | |
I am a little peckish. | 1:35:54 | 1:35:57 | |
ZAPHOD: I need to go to Humma's. He's got something of mine. | 1:35:59 | 1:36:02 | |
I think. I'm so confused. | 1:36:02 | 1:36:05 | |
Don't worry, baby. We'll sort it out. | 1:36:05 | 1:36:07 | |
All right, let's trip the light fantastic, baby. | 1:36:07 | 1:36:09 | |
Just you and me. | 1:36:09 | 1:36:11 | |
Come on. | 1:36:11 | 1:36:13 | |
You got your towel? | 1:36:13 | 1:36:14 | |
Yeah. Why? Am I going to need it? | 1:36:14 | 1:36:16 | |
Only always. | 1:36:16 | 1:36:18 | |
Right. Yeah. Cos... | 1:36:18 | 1:36:21 | |
Wouldn't want to go anywhere without my wonderful towel. | 1:36:21 | 1:36:22 | |
LAUGHS | 1:36:22 | 1:36:24 | |
OK. Hold tight. | 1:36:30 | 1:36:31 | |
Bye. Good luck. | 1:36:34 | 1:36:35 | |
SPEAKER: Stand by for commencement of life cycle. | 1:36:35 | 1:36:38 | |
In 3, 2, 1... | 1:36:38 | 1:36:40 | |
ZAPHOD: All right! Whoo! | 1:36:40 | 1:36:44 | |
SHEEP BLEAT | 1:37:13 | 1:37:14 | |
MARVIN: Not that anyone cares what I say, | 1:37:24 | 1:37:26 | |
but the restaurant is at the other end of the universe. | 1:37:26 | 1:37:30 | |
BRAKES SQUEAL | 1:37:30 | 1:37:31 | |
ENGINE ACCELERATES | 1:37:31 | 1:37:33 | |
# So long and thanks for all the fish | 1:37:57 | 1:38:01 | |
# So sad that it should come to this | 1:38:01 | 1:38:05 | |
# We tried to warn you all but, oh, dear | 1:38:05 | 1:38:10 | |
# You may not share our intellect | 1:38:12 | 1:38:16 | |
# Which might explain your disrespect | 1:38:16 | 1:38:20 | |
# For all the natural wonders... # | 1:38:20 | 1:38:23 | |
GUIDE: It is, of course, well known | 1:38:23 | 1:38:25 | |
that careless talk costs lives. | 1:38:25 | 1:38:27 | |
But the full scale of the problem | 1:38:27 | 1:38:29 | |
is not always appreciated. | 1:38:29 | 1:38:31 | |
For instance, at the very moment that Arthur Dent said, | 1:38:31 | 1:38:34 | |
"I wouldn't want to go anywhere without my wonderful towel", | 1:38:34 | 1:38:37 | |
a freak wormhole opened up in the fabric of the space-time continuum | 1:38:37 | 1:38:42 | |
and carried his words far, far back in time | 1:38:42 | 1:38:46 | |
across almost infinite reaches of space to a distant galaxy | 1:38:46 | 1:38:50 | |
where strange and warlike beings | 1:38:50 | 1:38:52 | |
were poised on the brink of frightful interstellar battle. | 1:38:52 | 1:38:55 | |
The two opposing leaders, | 1:38:55 | 1:38:57 | |
resplendent in their black jewelled battle shorts | 1:38:57 | 1:39:00 | |
were meeting for the last time when a dreadful silence fell | 1:39:00 | 1:39:05 | |
and at that very moment, | 1:39:05 | 1:39:07 | |
the words, "I wouldn't want to go anywhere without my wonderful towel" | 1:39:07 | 1:39:11 | |
drifted across the conference table. | 1:39:11 | 1:39:13 | |
Unfortunately, | 1:39:13 | 1:39:15 | |
in their native tongue | 1:39:15 | 1:39:17 | |
this was the most appalling insult imaginable, | 1:39:17 | 1:39:19 | |
so the two opposing battle fleets decided to settle their few remaining differences | 1:39:19 | 1:39:23 | |
in order to launch a joint attack on our galaxy, | 1:39:23 | 1:39:27 | |
now positively identified as the source of the remark. | 1:39:27 | 1:39:30 | |
For thousands of years | 1:39:30 | 1:39:32 | |
the mighty starships tore across the empty wastes of space | 1:39:32 | 1:39:36 | |
and finally dived screaming onto the planet Earth... | 1:39:36 | 1:39:39 | |
where, due to a terrible miscalculation of scale, | 1:39:39 | 1:39:43 | |
the entire battle fleet was accidentally swallowed by a small dog. | 1:39:43 | 1:39:47 | |
Those who study the complex interplay | 1:39:47 | 1:39:51 | |
of cause and effect in the history of the universe | 1:39:51 | 1:39:53 | |
say that this sort of thing is going on all the time. | 1:39:53 | 1:39:57 | |
# We thought that most of you were sweet | 1:39:57 | 1:40:02 | |
# Especially tiny-tots and your pregnant women | 1:40:02 | 1:40:09 | |
# So long, so long, so long, so long, so long | 1:40:09 | 1:40:13 | |
# So long, so long, so long, so long, so long | 1:40:13 | 1:40:17 | |
# So long, and thanks for all the fish. # | 1:40:17 | 1:40:25 | |
For all the fish. | 1:40:25 | 1:40:26 |