- Megazor: The rules of the hunt shall be strictly enforced. The time limit will be exactly 60 Earth minutes. The hunted will be given a choice of weapons... and a five-minute head start. It is to be solely a contest of skill and cunning. Any deviation of these killing procedures by either the hunted or the hunter... will result in severe disciplinary penalty. Any questions?
- Prof. John Robinson: Yes. I, uh - I know what happens if you win. What happens if I win?
- Megazor: Pursuant to regulations covered by such an impossible contingency, you and your fellow Earthlings will be released.
- Prof. John Robinson: What assurance have have I of that?
- Megazor: The computer will serve as an impartial judge.
- The Robot: Objection! Then I shall go along to be impartial judge of the computer.
- Megazor: Objection denied! Choose your weapon.
- Will Robinson: There's nothing wrong with caring. Haven't you ever been close to someone? What about your parents? You must have felt something for them.
- Megazor: I was created by a synthesis incubator. Mark 3. Advanced model.
- Megazor: I have devised your punishment, Earthling. The rules allow you to have a weapon of defense.
- Prof. John Robinson: Defense against what?
- Megazor: Since you dispute our estimate of your value, you shall have the opportunity to prove how intelligent and inventive Earthlings can be under stress.
- Megazor: [Throws a spear into John Robinson's cage] You're about to face Invisibo, Earthling--the most feared and hated enemy of our civilization. You cannot see him, but you will feel his poisonous claws when he strikes. You best pick up that spear, Earthling.
- Megazor: I am the future ruler of Zon. I know everything that is important to be known.
- Will Robinson: Well, if you're gonna be such a great ruler, you should try and understand others. Even your enemies.
- Megazor: I do understand my enemies. They all want to kill me.