please! - Right now. - Are you the nurse? - Yes. Take this. The washroom's just down there on the right. I don't mean to sound forward. I mean, I know I don't know you, but I don't think we're going to live through this, and I've never been with a man before. I know this isn't the right place... Simon, I... This is mission control. Do you read, Mayflower? This is the Mayflower. Come in, anyone. Now we're making some headway. We read you, Mayflower. Identify yourself. Well, this is Elaine Dickenson. I'm 5'8'', 123 pounds... I have... brown hair, blue eyes. I enjoy surfing, backgammon and men who aren't afraid to cry. Would somebody tell me what a woman is doing in charge of that ship? Maybe she's got her ship together. But he smells so bad... - Can I sit here, mister? - Yeah, sure. - Be careful with that. - I will. - Can I ask a question? - What is it? It's an interrogative statement used to test knowledge. But that's not important right now, mister. Is my dog Scraps going to make it? I'm scared, mister. Somebody has to do something. Scraps is going to be fine, son. You'll both be just fine. Striker, you got to listen to me. They forced me to cut corners. - Get out of my way! - You gotta help me... - Elaine. You're all alone up here. - Yes, I am. - What's going on? - There's no time to explain. - I was wrong about you. - We all make mistakes. - I'll never make that mistake again. - Forget about it. We're not living in the past or the present any more. This is the future. Don't worry. Everything's going to be OK. I love you, Ted. Here it is. Elaine Dickenson, ship's computer officer. Jacobs, what have you got on Elaine Dickenson? I'm taller, a better dancer and much more fun to be with. Ted, I have the feeling we've been through this exact thing before. Except this time I know exactly what I'm doing. You mean...? That's right. We're at the mercy of that computer. Then these things are totally useless. Mayflower 1 calling mission control. Do you read me? A man. That's more like it. ldentify yourself and give me your position. The name's Striker. I'm sitting down and facing front. - Why would you want to know that? - Striker? Striker! - Ted Striker? - That's right, McCroskey. I may be in the cockpit, but there's not much I can do. We're at the mercy of the computer. - McCroskey, do you read me? - Striker? - McCroskey! - You're fading out. Come in. - Damn! Lost them again. - Could be sunspots. Or your detergent. Striker flew that 767 into Chicago years ago without a crew. Now, would somebody tell me what he's doing up there? The radio's gone dead. Elaine, try the emergency phone. Help us, please. Thank you for calling the mission control emergency line. All our operators are busy, so please stand by. - Ted, it's a recording. - Let me have that. We said all our operators are busy, so please stand by! The boys downtown are taking heat from Washington. The president will want an explanation. Bud, let the boys in Washington handle the president. Sorry to pull you out of bed. - Forget it. I was reading. - What's the story? It's about an man who catches this fish, but that's not important now. We've restored radio contract. Good. We keep losing their radio. McCroskey, give it to me straight. What's it look like? A radio? It's about so big, green, lots of knobs. I mean the situation. What do your people think? They're screwed. They're dead. Did I leave the iron on? - Come in, Control. - We read you. Come in. McCroskey, I got to be straight with you. I don't think I can regain control of this ship. Striker, this is Steve McCroskey, chief controller. Now, I want you to listen good. A few years ago I helped a young pilot through a storm over Chicago. He said he couldn't do it, too. But when the going got tough, that kid pulled it together. He made all the big papers and the Canadian Jewish News. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст 48 часов на английском - текст Малышка на миллион на английском - текст Снежная королева на английском - текст Был отец на английском - текст Питер Фм на английском |