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[male narrator]
It's an important and popular fact

 

that things are not always
what they seem.

 

For instance, on the planet Earth,
man had always assumed

 

that he was the most intelligent
species occupying the planet,

 

instead of the third most intelligent.

 

The second most intelligent creatures
were dolphins, who, curiously enough,

 

had long known of the impending
destruction of the planet Earth.

 

They'd made many attempts
to alert mankind,

 

but most of their communications
were misinterpreted

 

as amusing attempts to punch footballs
or whistle for tidbits.

 

So they eventually decided they would
leave Earth by their own means.

 

The last ever dolphin message
was misinterpreted

 

as a sophisticated attempt
to do a backward somersault

 

through a hoop, whistling
The Star-Spangled Banner.

 

In fact, the message was this:

 

- [bell rings]
- "So long and thanks for all the fish."

 

[Up tempo drum intro to big band number]

 

[male chorus] ¢Ü So long
and thanks for all the fish

 

¢Ü So sad that it should come to this

 

¢Ü We tried to warn you all but, oh, dear

 

¢Ü You may not share our intellect

 

¢Ü Which might explain your disrespect

 

¢Ü For all the natural wonders
that grow around you

 

¢Ü So long, so long
and thanks...for all the fish

 

[female chorus]
¢Ü Your world's about to be destroyed

 

¢Ü There's no point
getting all annoyed

 

¢Ü Lie back and let the planet
dissolve around you

 

[male chorus]
¢Ü Despite those nets of tuna fleets

 

¢Ü We thought that
most of you were sweet

 

¢Ü Especially tiny tots
and your pregnant women

 

¢Ü So long, so long,
so long, so long, so long

 

[female chorus] ¢Ü So long, so long

 

[whole chorus] ¢Ü So long,
so long and thanks for all the fish

 

[girl solo]
¢Ü If I had just one last wish

 

¢Ü I would like a tasty fish

 

[woman solo]
¢Ü If we could just change one thing

 

¢Ü We would all have learnt to sing

 

[full chorus]
¢Ü Come one and all

 

¢Ü Man and mammal

 

¢Ü Side by side

 

¢Ü In life's great gene pool!

 

[male chorus]
¢Ü So long, so long, so long

 

[female chorus] ¢Ü So long, so long

 

[whole chorus] ¢Ü So long, so long
and thanks for all the fish! ¢Ü

 

[cock crows]

 

[male narrator] The extraordinary story
of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

 

begins very simply.

 

It begins with a man.

 

Ooh!

 

An Earthman, to be precise.

 

Who no more knows his destiny,

 

than a tea leaf knows the history
of the East India Company.

 

[buzz]

 

His name is Arthur Dent.

 

He is a five-foot-eight-inch-tall
ape descendant

 

and someone is trying to drive
a bypass through his house.

 

What do I want you to do about it?
Find him

 

and tell him I'm currently lying
flat on my back in front of...

 

Fine, I'll hold.

 

You can't lie in front
of the bulldozers for ever.

 

I'm game. We'll see who rusts first.

 

This bypass has got to be built
and it is going to be built.

 

- Why has it got to be built?
- It's a bypass.

 

You've got to build bypasses. Besides,
you should've protested months ago.

 

The plans have been on display
at the planning office for a year.

 

On display?
I had to go down to a cellar.

 

Mr Dent, have you any idea how much
damage this bulldozer would suffer

 

if I just let it roll straight over you?

 

- How much?
- None at all.

 

[narrator] By a strange coincidence,
none at all

 

is exactly how much suspicion
ape-descendant Arthur had

 

that one of his closest friends

 

was not descended from an ape,
but was, in fact, from a small planet

 

somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse.

 

Arthur! Arthur!

 

- [Arthur] Ford!
- Yes?

 

Here.

 

Ah, there you are!

 

[Ford] Eat, drink. We gotta talk.

 

Now's not the best time.
They're going to demolish my home.

 

Whoa! You already...
You already know? How?

 

What do you m...?

 

Oh, they, they? When you say
"they" you mean they? Got it.

 

Listen. I got somethin' important
I gotta tell you. Right now.

 

Well, what about my house?

 

[Ford] Workers of the Earth, I bring
good tidings of peanuts and beer!

 

[workers' excited chatter]

 

- Good. Let's go to the pub.
- Huh?

 

They won't demolish it
until they've finished the beers.

 

- Can we trust 'em?
- To the end of the Earth.

 

- How far's that?
- About 12 minutes away.

 

Huh?

 

Barman, six pints of bitter and quickly.
The world's about to end.

Barman, six pints of bitter and quickly.
The world's about to end.

 

Six pints coming up.

 

[Ford] Keep the change.
You got about ten minutes to spend it.

 

Three pints each? At lunchtime?

 

[loud gulping]

 

Sorry. Ah. Time is an illusion.

 

Lunchtime, doubly so.

 

And eat those peanuts,
because you'll need the salt.

 

- Look, what is going on, Ford?
- Arthur...

 

What if I told you
I really wasn't from Guildford?

 

I was from a small planet
somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?

 

Is that something
you're likely to say?

 

Remember when we met?

 

- [Ford mimics car]
- [car horn]

 

[Arthur] Out the way!

 

- [Arthur] Oof!
- Hi.

 

Wasn't it strange I was trying
to shake hands with a car?

 

I assumed you were drunk.

 

I thought cars were the dominant
life form. I was introducing myself.

 

You saved my life. And now
I'm saving yours. Please drink.

 

It must be Thursday. I could never get
the hang of Thursdays.

 

- If this is about your house...
- No, it's not about the house.

 

- [Arthur tuts]
- [phone beeps]

 

- [Ford] Who's he?
- [Arthur] She. She.

 

Tricia McMillan.
We met at a fancy-dress party.

 

[Arthur] I hate those kind of parties.

 

I'd rather have stayed at home
and ironed my hankies.

 

- But there I was.
- [Tricia] Who are you?

 

- [Arthur] Oh!
- And there she was.

 

- Uh, Dent. Arthur Dent.
- Oh, no. I mean, who are you?

 

Oh, the costume? Right.
"Livingstone, I presume!"

 

Yeah, it's not as clever as Darwin,
but the best I could do at short notice.

 

You're the first to get that right.

 

- [Arthur] Really?
- Yes. Everyone calls me Santa.

 

- Right.
- I thought the beagle was a giveaway.

 

So did l.

 

People at these parties
are drunken idiots.

 

- What?
- [music stops]

 

[Arthur] All these people are idiots!
God!

 

[Tricia laughs]

 

That's awkward.

 

[Arthur] Tell me.

 

She was amazing though, Ford.

 

Beautiful, witty, mad as a balloon.

 

[Arthur] Uh, without the beard,
you look at least 80 years younger.

 

Maybe I'm de-evolving.

 

[both laugh]

 

[Arthur] Well, I should tell you
that I do not date

 

single-celled organisms, okay?

 

Let's go somewhere.

 

Yeah. Definitely.
Um, where do you have in mind?

 

- Madagascar.
- Is that that new club on Dean Street?

 

No, it's a country
off the coast of Africa.

 

That Madagascar?
Why are we waiting here?

 

- Wait a sec.
- [Tricia laughs]

 

Go.

 

God, you're serious.
Um, I can't go to Madagascar.

 

- Why not?
- [Arthur] Because, I just, you know...

 

- You're serious?
- Yeah.

 

I want to go somewhere I've never been
and I'd like to go with you, so...

 

...what do you say, Dr Livingstone?

 

I say that's
an extraordinary proposition.

 

I can't go. I mean, I've got a job.

 

Quit. Get a new one
when you come back.

 

I don't even know your real name.
Ow! Ow!

 

- Tricia McMillan.
- Well, Tricia McMillan.

 

Um, I have a proposition for you.

 

Why don't we go somewhere
a little closer first, say Cornwall,

 

and we'll see how it goes.

 

Right, of course, Cornwall.

 

[man] Hey, excuse me.

 

[squeak]

 

Is this guy boring you?

 

Why don't you talk to me instead?

 

I'm from a different planet.

 

It's true. You want to see my spaceship?

 

[Tricia laughs]

 

"Do you want to see my spaceship?"
What kind of chat-up line is that?

 

Mm, that does happen.

 

- Speaking of...
- [electronic bleeps]

 

We've got two minutes.
Drink up.

 

- [rumbling]
- That's my house.

 

People of Earth, a round of drinks,
for everyone, on me.

 

[barman] You really think
the world's going to end?

 

Yes.

 

Shouldn't we lie down, or put a paper
bag over our heads, or something?

 

- If you like.
- Will it help?

 

Not at all. See you.

 

[barman] Last orders!

 

[workmen shouting]

 

[pants]

 

[engines whir]

 

- [workman] What is that?
- [workman #2] Run!

 

[workman #3] Look out!

 

[shouts and screams]

 

[rumbling]

 

[screeching]

 

Aha! Towel!

 

Arthur!

 

What the hell are those things?

 

[Ford] Yeow! They're ships
from a Vogon constructor fleet.

 

I picked up their signal this morning.
You'll need this.

 

[whimpers]

 

- [Arthur] What are you doing?
- We're hitching a ride.

 

[feedback]

 

Um, people of Earth,

 

this is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the
Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council.

 

As you are probably aware,

 

plans for the development of the
outlying regions of the galaxy

 

involve the building of a hyperspace
express route through your star system.

 

And your planet is one of those
scheduled for demolition.

 

[screaming]

 

[screaming]

 

[screaming]

 

[sheep bleat]

 

There's no point
acting surprised about it.

 

The plans have been on display

 

at your local planning office
in Alpha Centauri for 50 Earth years.

 

[screaming]

 

If you can't be bothered with
local affairs, that's your lookout.

 

Apathetic bloody planet.

 

I've no sympathy at all.

 

[harsh alien speech]

 

[electric discharge]

 

[Arthur screams]

 

[Arthur screams]

 

[boom]

 

[narrator/Guide]
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

 

is a wholly remarkable book.

 

Perhaps the most remarkable,
certainly the most successful,

 

ever to come out of the great publishing
corporations of Ursa Minor.

 

More popular than
The Celestial Homecare Omnibus,

 

better selling than
53 More Things to Do in Zero Gravity,

 

and more controversial than
Oolon Colluphid's trilogy

 

of philosophical blockbusters,
Where God Went Wrong,

 

Some More of God's Greatest Mistakes,

 

and Who Is This God Person Anyway?

 

It's already supplanted
the Encyclopedia Galactica

 

as the standard repository
of all knowledge and wisdom

 

for two important reasons.

 

First, it's slightly cheaper,

 

and second, it has the words
"Don 't Panic "

 

printed in large,
friendly letters on its cover.

 

So you' re not from Guildford?

 

Which would explain the accent,
which I've always wondered about.

 

Um, you're not an out-of-work actor,

 

but rather a writer for this,
this book thing.

 

- [electronic buzzing]
- [Ford] Good, huh?

 

I don't feel well.
I need a cup of tea.

 

If I asked where we were,
would I regret it?

 

- [Ford] We're safe for now.
- [Arthur] Good.

 

We're in the washroom on one of the
ships of the Vogon constructor fleet.

 

- Oh, get me home, Ford.
- Arthur, your home is...

 

Oh, God, my home.
My home was demolished.

 

[hollow clang]

 

You don't remember.

 

Okay, Arthur, I've got something to tell
you. It's unfortunate, but it's true.

 

Your home planet has been blown up.

 

- Huh, blown up.
- [Ford grunts]

 

[grunts]

 

Couldn't you have done something?

 

I saved your life.
Okay, that makes us even.

 

It's a tough galaxy. If you want
to survive out here, you've...

 

...gotta know where your towel is.

 

Okay, give me a hand over here.

 

Careful. It's hot.
We've gotta get off this ship.

 

Before the Vogons find us.

 

Vogons, they hate hitchhikers. Pull.

 

- [Arthur] Huh?
- [steam hisses]

 

[Ford laughs]

 

- Now we'll get a signal.
- What is a Vogon?

 

Ask the Guide. Say "Vogons".

 

- [electronic chimes]
- Vogons.

 

[Guide] Vogons are one of the
most unpleasant races in the galaxy.

 

Not evil, but bad-tempered,
bureaucratic, officious and callous.

 

They wouldn't even lift a finger
to save their own grandmothers

 

from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast
of Traal without orders

 

signed in triplicate,
sent in, sent back,

 

queried, lost, found,
subjected to public inquiry,

 

Iost again and finally buried
in soft peat for three months

 

and recycled as firelighters.

 

On no account should you allow
a Vogon to read poetry to you.

 

[klaxon]

 

[Ford] They can't think or imagine.
Most can't spell. They just run things.

 

Hmm?

 

[grunts]

 

And if we don't get a ride soon,

 

we won't need the Guide to tell us
how unpleasant the Vogons are.

 

They've already destroyed
a planet today.

 

That always makes them a little eee!

 

[loudspeaker: unintelligible shouting]

 

Ughh! What is that?

 

- Put this in your ear.
- Huh?

 

[Arthur gibbers]

 

[Vogon] We have unwittingly
picked up a couple of hitchhikers.

 

The fish is translating for you.

 

[Guide] The Babel fish
is small, yellow, leech-like,

 

and probably the oddest thing
in the universe.

 

It feeds on brainwave energy,
absorbing unconscious frequencies,

 

and excreting a matrix
of conscious frequencies

 

to the speech centers of the brain.

 

The practical upshot of which is that,
if you stick one in your ear,

 

you instantly understand
anything said to you in any language.

 

[rumbling, crashing]

 

Resistance is useless.

 

- [Arthur] All right.
- [Vogon] Someone's coming.

 

[Vogon #2] Here we go. Look lively.

 

[rumble and crash of doors]

 

[Vogon grunts]

 

[Vogons chatter]

 

[crab] Wheee!

 

- [Vogon grunts]
- [crab squeaks]

 

- [squeak]
- [Vogon] Ha, ha!

 

[all shriek]

 

[door clangs]

 

- [Vogon Jeltz] Hmmm.
- [Vogon minion] Sir.

 

- [Vogon Jeltz] What?
- [Vogon minion] Hitchhikers.

 

[Vogon Jeltz groans]

 

[bell rings]

 

[clang]

 

[whoosh]

 

[brakes grind]

 

[feedback]

 

[Vogon Jeltz groans]

 

[Ford gibbers]

 

[Vogon Jeltz clears throat]

 

"O freddled gruntbuggly..."

 

No, really, you don't have to read.

 

We've put you through
enough trouble already.

 

"...as plerdled gabbleblotchits
on a lurgid bee."

 

[Guide] Vogon poetry is widely accepted
as the third worst in the universe.

 

[groans]

 

[Guide] The second worst
is that of the Azgoths of Kria.

 

During a recitation by their
Poet Master, Grunthos the Flatulent,

 

of his poem
Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty

 

I Found in my Armpit
One Midsummer Morning,

 

four of his audience
died of internal hemorrhaging,

 

and the President of the
Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council

 

survived by gnawing
one of his own legs off.

 

"Or I will rend thee
in the gobberwarts..."

 

- [Ford screams weakly]
- "...with my blurgle..."

 

[Guide] The absolute worst poetry was
by Paula Millstone Jennings of Sussex.

 

Luckily, it was destroyed
when the Earth was.

 

"See if I don't." Yeah.

 

[Vogons chortle]

 

So, Earthlings,
I present you with a choice.

 

Either die in the vacuum of space,

 

or tell me what you thought of my poem.

 

[Vogons chuckle]

 

A... a... actually, I rather liked it.

 

- [Jeltz] Hmm?
- [Ford] Yeah.

 

- That's good. Run with it.
- Hmmm.

 

Uh, some of the words
I didn't understand,

 

but I found the imagery quite effective.

 

Continue.

 

Well, uh, yes,
interesting rhythmic devices,

 

which seemed to counterpoint

 

the underlying metaphor
of the humanity of...

 

- Vogonity!
- Vogonity, sorry, vogonity...

 

of the poet's soul.

 

[Vogons murmur]

 

So what you're saying is,

 

I write poetry because

 

underneath this mean,
callous, heartless exterior,

 

I just want to be loved?

 

[whispers] Yes, yes, yes.

 

Yes, yes, yeah, please.

 

Ahh, ooh, ooh, mmm.

 

Throw them off the ship!

 

- [Ford] No! No!
- Ford. Ford!

 

Ahh!

 

All right! All right!

 

[Vogon guard] Resistance is useless!

 

Shut up! Get a job!
Wash your filthy hands!

 

Don't panic. Don't panic.

 

[Arthur] So this is it?
We're going to die?

 

Yeah, we're gonna die.

 

No, no, what's this?

 

What is this?

 

What's this? This is... nothing.
Yeah, we're gonna die.

 

[Arthur sighs]

 

[hollow clang]

 

[Arthur sighs]

 

- [phone beeps]
- [Arthur grunts]

 

You're sweating.

 

[Arthur chuckles]

 

- [Ford] Would you like a hug?
- [Arthur] No.

 

[klaxon]

 

[noises stop]

 

[Guide] "Space, " says the introduction
to The Hitchhiker's Guide,

 

"is big. Really big. "

 

"You just won't believe how vastly,
hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. "

 

A... a... and so on.

 

It also says that
if you hold a lungful of air,

 

you can survive in the total vacuum
of space for about 30 seconds.

 

But with space being really big and all,

 

the chances of being picked up
within that time

 

are two to the power of two billion,

 

79 million, 460 thousand,

 

347 to one against.

 

By a staggering coincidence,

 

it's also the phone number
of the Islington flat,

 

where Arthur went to a fancy dress party

 

and met a very nice young woman
whom he totally blew it with.

 

[boom]

 

Though the planet Earth,
the Islington flat and telephone

 

have all now been demolished, Ford
and Arthur were, in fact, rescued.

 

- [Arthur] Ford?
- [Ford] Y es.

 

- [Arthur] I think I'm a sofa.
- [Ford] I know how you feel.

 

[both scream]

 

So much for the laws of physics.

 

[TV woman] And our top story.

 

The sensational theft of the most
coveted ship in the universe,

 

the starship Heart of Gold.

 

Stolen at the launch ceremony
by none other

 

than Galactic President
Zaphod Beeblebrox.

 

[Zaphod] In the name of people, freedom,
and, uh... democracy, stuff like that,

 

I hereby kidnap myself
and I'm taking the ship with me. Whoo!

 

- Come on!
- [crowd gasps]

 

[TV] Beeblebrox,
universally considered

 

to be the dimmest star
in several solar systems,

 

is most famous for his controversial
defeat of Humma Kavula

 

who claimed many thought they were
voting for the worst-dressed being

 

in the universe contest.

 

Great.

 

Kavula is best remembered
for his slanderous

 

"Don 't Vote for Stupid!" campaign.

 

[woman] Put your ego aside.
Something important has happened.

 

If there's anything more important than
my ego, I want it caught and shot now.

 

Come on, I love it.

 

[TV] Zaphod's just this guy, you know.

 

Hey, hey, hey, hey. What d'you...?

 

- I was just watching myself.
- We have a couple of hitchhikers.

 

Hitchhikers?
Why'd you pick up hitchhikers?

 

I didn't. The ship did.

 

[Zaphod] What? Wh... wh... Say what?

 

When we engaged the
lmprobability Drive... The big button.

 

- [Zaphod] I know.
- They were picked up here.

 

In sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha. Wait.
That's where you picked me up.

 

- On Earth.
- That's impossible.

 

- No, just very improbable.
- Listen. I don't have time for this.

 

We've got the police of half the galaxy
after us. We've stopped for hitchhikers.

 

So ten out of ten for style, but...

 

...minus several million
for good thinking.

 

You're too gorgeous, baby, stop it.
You drive me crazy.

 

Don't. I'll send Marvin.

 

- Marvin.
- [whirring]

 

[Marvin] You ought to know,
I'm feeling very depressed.

 

Well, we have something
that should take your mind off things.

 

[Marvin] It won't work.
I have an exceptionally large mind.

 

Yeah, we know. But we need you to go
down to the number two entry bay

 

and pick up our stowaways
and bring them up here.

 

[Marvin] Just that? I won't enjoy it.

 

Yeah, well, that's life.

 

[Marvin] Life?
Don't talk to me about life.

 

- [radio] Commander Kwaltz.
- [Kwaltz] Yes.

 

[radio] We have located the spaceship
Heart of Gold and President Beeblebrox.

 

- Where?
- Sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha.

 

Requesting hyperspace clearance.

 

Hold your position, captain,
until clearance is granted.

 

- Yes, sir.
- Get me Vice-President Questular.

 

Hyperspace permission granted, captain.

 

[Vogon crewman] Here we go.

 

- [engines roar]
- [Vogons scream]

 

[whoosh of engines]

 

[door sighs]

 

[door sighs]

 

I think that door just sighed.

 

[Marvin] Ghastly, isn't it?

 

All the doors have been programmed

 

to have a cheerful
and sunny disposition.

 

Anyway, come on. I've been ordered
to take you up to the bridge.

 

Please yourselves.

 

Here I am,
brain the size of a planet,

 

and they ask me to take you
up to the bridge.

 

Call that job satisfaction?
'Cause I don't.

 

You can thank the Sirius Cybernetics
Corp. for building robots with G.P.P.

 

- [Arthur] What's G.P.P.?
- [Marvin] Genuine People Personalities.

 

I'm a personality prototype.
You can tell, can't you?

 

[electronic bleeps]

 

- [bleeps]
- [woman] Arthur?

 

[Zaphod] Hey, Slim, are you wearing
my underwear? 'Cause I'm wearing yours.

 

And they ain't doing the trick.
Come on. All right.

 

- [door sighs]
- [Marvin] Oh, for heaven's sake.

 

I've brought the aliens.
Don't thank me or anything.

 

[Zaphod] Ah-ha! Ow!

 

- Freeze!
- [Ford squeals]

 

[Marvin] Freeze?
I'm a robot. Not a refrigerator.

 

- I wasn't talking to you, Giggles.
- [Marvin] Oh, why do I bother?

 

- Zaphod?
- Ford!

 

[Zaphod] Is that you?
Ford! Praxibetel lx!

 

What the hell are you doing here?

 

I just stuck out my thumb and here I am.

 

- [Zaphod] That is so you.
- [Ford] Look at you!

 

President of the Galaxy.
I can't believe you beat Humma Kavula.

 

[Zaphod] You zarkin' frood.

 

I want you to meet a friend.
Arthur, this is Zaphod Beeblebrox.

 

Oh.

 

President of the Galaxy. This is my
cousin. He's a semi-half brother...

 

- We share three of the same mothers.
- We've met.

 

[laughs] Have we? I'm sorry.
I've got a terrible memory for species.

 

This is him, Ford. The would-you-like-
to-see-my-spaceship bloke.

 

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

 

- Hello, Arthur.
- Tricia!

 

- How you doin'?
- Hey, Trillian.

 

This is my semi-half-brother lx,
I'm sorry, Ford.

 

- Hi.
- Hi.

 

Um, would you excuse us
for a second, please?

 

You went down on that little planet
and didn't call me?

 

Sorry, I didn't know.
I had a galaxy to run.

 

[Arthur] Hi, Tricia McMillan, right?

 

I think he called you Trillian.
Which of us got the right one?

 

I shortened it.
Something a little more spacey.

 

Right. I was thinking
of changing mine to,

 

I don't know, Arthoolia.

 

[laughs] That's a good one.
Well, this is weird.

 

- How'd you get here?
- I just stuck out my thumb.

 

- Right. In your pajamas?
- I was in a hurry.

 

Okay. Did you know I was here?

 

Don't flatter yourself.
I've got a spaceman too.

 

Yeah, that's kinda like
the Dingo Shuffle, yeah.

 

Okay, um, look.

 

I left you at the party. I feel bad, but
I was gonna call you when I got back.

 

Well, there is no
going back now, is there?

 

You do know what happened?

 

Enough small talk.
We're on the run, remember?

 

Excuse me, we're having a chat.

 

Well, I think the girl's getting...
Boo!

 

You blew it with her, Earthman, so shut
your face or I'll kick you in the zatch.

 

- You wanna fight?
- Okay.

 

- No. No.
- I'm just kidding.

 

I'm a kidder. Let's be friends.
Let's connect. You and l.

 

Didn't see that one coming, did you?

 

Popped right out of the box.
You foxy, yeah!

 

Teach your pal a lesson, Ford.
He's a guest on my ship.

 

[sings] He's a guest on my ship!

 

I thought you said you stole it.

 

[thud]

 

Stole what?
What are we talking about?

 

- [electronic klaxon]
- Whoa! That doesn't sound good.

 

[whoosh]

 

- Are you okay?
- Just fabulous, thanks, "Trill".

 

A little help over here.
I'm in over my head.

 

I'll take care of this. Good Zarquon,
do I have to do everything?

 

[laughing] Yes, I do!

 

Hey, this is really pretty.

 

- Don't!
- Whoo! They're on our tail.

 

Fire a gun. Launch a missile.
Do some damage!

 

[engines roar]

 

Ow! Stop that! Ow!

 

Just kiddin'. I love it rough. Hit me.

 

- Uh, computer?
- [computer] Hi, there.

 

I'm Eddie, your computer.

 

I'm pleased to report that it's
a fleet of 100 Vogon battle destroyers.

 

They're sending you a message.

 

This is Vice-President Questular Rontok.

 

I am speaking to the kidnapper
of the President?

 

[Zaphod] She digs me.

 

Surrender the stolen vessel at once

 

or we will take action
as defined and permitted by...

 

section 1-8 of the Galactic Interstellar
Space Bylaws...

 

Zaphod, please come back now.
This is ridiculous.

 

Leap to hyperspace! Come on!

 

[computer] Sure thing, fella!

 

[engines fire up]

 

[whoosh]

 

No.

 

Did they have proper
hyperspace authorization?

 

- No, commander.
- Oh.

 

Bring me the request
to pursue fugitive forms.

 

- [messenger] I'm coming, sir.
- [footsteps]

 

[panting] I'm boiling!
Oh, oh. Here's the form, sir.

 

So are you along for the ride
or am I just dropping you somewhere?

 

That depends. Where are you going?

 

Where am I going?

 

- You okay?
- Yeah. Don't suppose there's any tea.

 

Yes, there is. Come on.
I'll show you the kitchen.

 

When you see what I'm about to show you,
you'll beg me to take you with us.

 

[Guide] The best drink in existence
is the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster,

 

the effect of which is like having your
brains smashed out by a slice of lemon

 

wrapped round a large gold brick.

 

[both scream]

 

- Belgium. Hold it one second.
- Belgium.

 

Ape-man, Earth dude, sorry,
what's your name again?

 

- [coughs] Arthur.
- Right. Gorgeous.

 

No hard feelings, okay?
Sorry to hear about your planet...

 

- Earth.
- Yeah. I liked Earth.

 

Got these boots there.
But don't mention it to the girl.

 

Because if you do... I'll pull your
spleen out through your throat.

 

- All right. Thanks, buddy.
- Okay.

 

Good stuff. Like those jammies.

 

Hey, hey, Zaphod,
what's with the two-head thing?

 

Oh, yeah. Apparently, you can't be
president with a whole brain.

 

It's crazy.

 

- Oh, so you carved it up?
- Yes.

 

Parts of my personality weren't exactly
what you'd call presidential.

 

You know what I'm talkin' about.

 

[drinks machine] Your tea is ready.

 

[gags]

 

[spits]

 

I suppose I should've said
it resembles tea. [laughs]

 

So, two heads
is what does it for a girl?

 

I mean, if I'd had two heads,
or three...

 

Or your own spaceship.

 

Anything else he's got two of?

 

Come on, Arthur, don't be like that.

 

What am I supposed to be like?
Green? Bleeping?

 

I can fold my eyelids
inside out if you like.

 

Okay, look. Do you see this?

 

This detects what you're craving
and makes it for you.

 

[machine] Enjoy your doughnut.

 

- Do you see this?
- [buzzing]

 

This toasts bread
while you're slicing it.

 

We're on a spaceship, Arthur. In space.

 

- I told you I wanted to get away.
- To Madagascar.

 

That was... some sort of test.
And I failed.

 

- How badly does it hurt?
- It doesn't feel great.

 

No, I mean your chin.

 

- Ah...
- I might have an aspirin.

 

Right.

 

- [mice squeak]
- Hey!

 

Tricia... Trillian, sorry.
There's something I have to tell you.

 

- Please, don't.
- [Zaphod] Showtime, Trill.

 

I'm going to set up.
Buttons aren't toys.

 

Buttons aren't toys.

 

Anyway... When I saw
what I'm about to show you,

 

that's when I realized
why I had to do what I did to my brain.

 

I think. It's all a little...

 

...shaky.

 

[electronic whirring]

 

[Marvin] I've seen it. It's rubbish.

[Marvin] I've seen it. It's rubbish.

 

[trumpet fanfare]

 

[Guide] Many millions of years ago,

 

a race of hyperintelligent,
pan-dimensional beings

 

got so fed up with the constant
bickering about the meaning of life,

 

that they commissioned
two of their brightest and best

 

to design and build
a stupendous super-computer

 

to calculate the answer to life,
the universe and everything.

 

O Deep Thought,

 

we want you to tell us the answer.

 

[Deep Thought] The answer to what?

 

[girl #2] The answer to life,
the universe, everything.

 

[girl #1] We'd really like an answer.
Something simple.

 

[Deep Thought]
Hmm, I'd have to think about that.

 

Return to this place in exactly
seven-and-a-half million years.

 

- [Ford] Is it finished?
- No, there's more. They go back.

 

- Seven-and-a-half million years later?
- That's right, they do.

 

[cheering, trumpets]

 

Deep Thought, do you have...

 

[Deep Thought] An answer for you?
Yes, but you're not going to like it.

 

- It doesn't matter. We must know it.
- All right.

 

The answer to the ultimate question...

 

[cheering]

 

...of life, the universe
and everything...

 

[cheering]

 

...is...

 

[cheering]

 

... 42.

 

[man] Yeah? What?

 

[woman] 42?

 

[Deep Thought] Yes, I thought it over
quite thoroughly. It's 42.

 

It would've been simpler
to have known what the question was.

 

But it was the question.
The ultimate question. Of everything!

 

That's not a question.

 

Only when you know the question
will you know what the answer means.

 

- Give us the ultimate question then.
- I can't. But there is one who can.

 

A computer that will calculate
the ultimate question.

 

A computer of such infinite complexity,

 

that life itself will form part
of its operational matrix.

 

And you yourselves shall take on new,
more primitive forms,

 

and go down into the computer to
navigate its 10-million-year program.

 

I shall design this computer for you,
and it shall be called...

 

- That's it?
- That's it.

 

[Ford] You're looking for
the ultimate question? You? Why?

 

[Zaphod] I tried that.
Why? 42. Doesn't work.

 

- Let's get it ready, baby.
- Why...

 

...do you want to know
the ultimate question?

 

Partly curiosity,
partly a sense of adventure,

 

but, uh, mostly I think
it's for the fame and the money.

 

You're President of the Galaxy.

 

- [Zaphod] Yes, Arman.
- Arthur.

 

Whatever.
Presidential fame is temporary.

 

I find the question, that's permanent.
It sticks.

 

Plus, everyone thinks you're deep.
Win-win.

 

We just hit that button and bam,
we're at Magrathea, I think.

 

We've hit it twice and
we're still not there, but anyway...

 

- You in?
- Always.

 

- [Zaphod] All right!
- [Marvin] Uh, I want to get off.

 

- Uh, sorry, what exactly are we doing?
- This!

 

[boom]

 

[Guide] The Infinite Improbability Drive
is a wonderful new method

 

of crossing interstellar distances
in a few seconds,

 

without all that tedious
mucking about in hyperspace.

 

As the Improbability Drive
reaches infinite improbability,

 

it passes through every conceivable
point in every conceivable universe

 

almost simultaneously.

 

So you're never sure
where you'll end up

 

or even what species you'll be
when you get there.

 

It's therefore important
to dress accordingly.

 

The Drive was invented following
research into finite improbability

 

often used to break the ice at parties

 

by making all the molecules
in the hostess 's undergarments

 

Ieap one foot to the left

 

in accordance with
the theory of indeterminacy.

 

Many physicists said they
wouldn 't stand for that sort of thing,

 

partly because it debased science,

 

but mostly because they didn 't get
invited to those sort of parties.

 

[squeaks and clangs]

 

[engines rumble]

 

[Zaphod] Wow, is this gonna happen
every time we hit that button?

 

[Trillian] Very probably, yes.

 

[Marvin] Ah, I think
the Earthman's about to be sick.

 

[Zaphod] In the trashcan, ape-man.
This ship's new.

 

Aw, come on!

 

[Trillian] We have normality.

 

Did it work? Are we there?

 

Yeah. We're here. Magrathea!

 

I don't think so. Eddie...

 

- Ow!
- What planet is this?

 

[Eddie] I'm checking for you.

 

Did you just pluck
one of my hairs? Off my head?

 

[Eddie] Thank you for waiting.
Sorry to disappoint,

 

but this is not Magrathea.

 

We are currently in orbit around
the planet Viltvodle Six.

 

- [squelch]
- Humma Kavula!

 

Magrathea's gonna have to wait.
I got a score to settle on this planet.

 

- [engines roar]
- [Zaphod] Humma Kavula!

 

[Guide] In the beginning,
the universe was created.

 

This made a lot of people very angry,
and is widely regarded as a bad move.

 

[crowd shouting]

 

Many races believed it was created
by some sort of god,

 

though the Jatravartid people
of Viltvodle Six

 

firmly believe that the entire universe
was sneezed out of the nose of a being

 

called the Great Green Arkleseizure.

 

[Zaphod] Humma Kavula!

 

[Guide] The Jatravartids,
who lived in fear

 

of the time they called the
Coming of the Great White Handkerchief,

 

were small blue creatures
with more than 50 arms each.

 

They were unique in being
the only race in history

 

to have invented
the aerosol deodorant before the wheel.

 

Mr President!

 

Hey, all right. How you doin'?

 

Hey, what have we here? I love it!

 

[blasts]

 

Hey, I love you. Fantastic!

 

You guys related? Don't go changing.

 

Arthur, I want a drink.

 

I think I've been here before.
Have I been here before?

 

[women] lxxie!

 

- I've been here before.
- [Zaphod] Humma Kavula!

 

Come on.

 

Tricia! Tricia, l...

 

[laughter]

 

¢Ü [church choir] Now we await
with eager expectation

 

¢Ü Thy handkerchief
to bring us back to Thee

 

Hello, Humma.

 

- [priest] Join us. Sit down.
- Good to see you. Thanks. All right.

 

[Humma] The handkerchief is coming.

 

Let us pray the Almighty will exhale
a breath of compassion on us all.

 

So that's Humma Kavula.
I thought he was just swearing.

 

We lift our noses, clogged and unblown,

 

in reverence to you.

 

Send the handkerchief, O Blessed One,
so that it may wipe us clean.

 

We ask this and all things
in Thy precious and alliterative name.

 

[all sneeze]

 

[all sniffle]

 

Bless you.

 

- [door bangs]
- [Zaphod] We goin' in here?

 

All right, I like it. It's big,
it's gold, it's fancy. Fancy pants.

 

[Humma] Zaphod Beeblebrox,
our infamous President.

 

What brings you to our humble planet?

 

[Zaphod] Oh, I think you know
why I'm here.

 

No, I don't think I do.

 

I think you think you don't.
But we both know... you do.

 

Eloquent as always.

 

Your ability to articulate
never ceases to amaze.

 

[Zaphod] That's funny.
During the campaign, Humma,

 

when you were my opponent
running against me,

 

you said I was stupid.

 

The election is ancient history,
Zaphod, but...

 

...if memory serves, you won,

 

proving that good looks
and charm win

 

over brilliance
and the ability to govern.

 

And, incidentally, you are stupid.

 

[Arthur] Excuse me, Mr Humma, sir.

 

Uh, I just want to say, there's been
some sort of terrible mix up

 

'cause, actually, he's not with us.

 

We came to worship you.
He followed us and...

 

He grew, didn't he. He's not that tall.

 

You didn't come half-way across the
galaxy to settle a campaign grudge.

 

Why are you here?

 

Of course not,
that's, that's ridiculous.

 

I've been stranded on a strange planet
for years, I haven't been avoiding you.

 

You look great. You're doing well.

 

You've grown, obviously.

 

- [Zaphod] Aggh! Oomph!
- Wait! We don't know why we're here.

 

We were trying to get to Magrathea
and our ship brought us here.

 

How very, very improbable.

 

[squelch]

 

[electronic buzz]

 

I kept a few souvenirs
from my former life.

 

Ah, the heady days of space piracy.

 

But... even an lnfinite lmprobability
Drive requires coordinates.

 

Which I happen to have.

 

- [Zaphod groans]
- No, no, no.

 

You don't get something
for nothing, Zaphod.

 

You must bring me something in return.

 

- [chuckles] Wh... What?
- [Humma] A gun.

 

- A gun?
- A very special gun.

 

Designed by the greatest computer
ever invented.

 

But the only way to find it
is to go to Magrathea.

 

Fine. I'll get your gun.
Just give me the coordinates.

 

And what will you give me
to ensure your return?

 

My word as President.

 

No. I need a hostage.

 

Only... what does
Zaphod Beeblebrox treasure?

 

- [Humma whistles]
- [gulp]

 

- [whistling]
- Come on.

 

[Zaphod chuckles hysterically]
Oh, no!

 

- [Zaphod] Hey, take it easy now.
- [electric saw]

 

No, stop it.
Ah! Oh, that kind of tickles.

 

Two heads are better than one.
Double your pleasure.

 

[Zaphod's second head]
You need me!

 

Come back! Come back!
Don't leave me alone.

 

[Hawaiian hula music]

[Zaphod's second head] Come back!

 

[Arthur] I thought I alone
considered your boyfriend

 

a narcissistic moron,
but the whole galaxy does.

 

What about you?
"Excuse me, Mr Humma, sir."

 

"We're not with him. We just came
to worship you." Very brave.

 

- Where the hell is Ford?
- [whoosh]

 

[Vogon] By the left, march.
Left, right, left, right.

 

Mr President,
we're here for your protection.

 

[Vogon Kwaltz]
Fire upon the kidnapper!

 

Hey, come on!

 

The President is the kidnapper.
You'll kill him!

 

Bang! Bang!

 

[Arthur] It's locked!

 

Thank you, darling. I'll be in touch.

 

[Ford shrieks]

 

Come on, Zaphod.