"Dr. Zachary Smith: You'll forgive me if I forgo the kiss, my sleeping behemoth. But the time has come to awake. Robot: Robot is on-line. Reviewing primary directives. One: preserve the Robinson Family. Two: Maintain ship systems. Three— Dr. Zachary Smith: What noble charges, my steely centurion! Sadly, I fear you have far more dire deeds in store for you. Robot: Robot is on-line. Reviewing primary directives. Two hours into mission: destroy Robinson family. Destroy all systems. Dr. Zachary Smith: Now that's more like it. Farewell, my platinum-plated pal. Give my regards to oblivion."