Arboria with Prince Barin. I tell you, now is the time to strike. - Where are the weapons? - Feel one. - Do you know where you are? - Up the creek. You've trespassed. A stranger in this temple must try the Wood Beast, or die... That figures. You came here of your own free will. However. - - Because of my word to Aura, I swear by Arbor I'll not kill you... Unless you beg me to. The Beast lies somewhere in the stump. Choose a passage. No way. - Coward. - Let's do it. Must be my lucky day. You scared? What would Aura think of you now? Second down. Your play. No, yours. - Are you sure these are the rules? - They've just been changed. Death is certain, but only after tortured madness. - How long? - It depends on your strength. Please, end it now. Tricked you, Barin. Back off! One move and you're looking for a new prince. Leave him! He's mine. I hunt him alone. What the hell is going on? This is one grave you won't be returning from. Vultan wants a word. Excuse me for waking you. We scanned a Hawkman patrol 400 Mongo miles east. They have Gordon and Prince Barin. - When do we reach Vultan's kingdom? - Estimating sixteen. Wake me when it's in sight. - You'd sell us to Ming? - Come on, Barin. Do you expect mercy here? What would you do if I were your captive? Remind you of Article 17 of Ming's Law: "No prince of Mongo shall be offered for ransom - - without trial by combat." Is there such an article? What a damned nuisance. - And... who do you choose to fight? - Him. This is a lunatic asylum. - Where are we being taken now? - Ssh, I'm calculating. Time remaining before the moon crashes on Earth. I'd say, roughly... Fourteen hours, nine minutes and twenty seconds. And we haven't even found... Flash! Last time I saw you I prayed it was a dream. This time I pray it's not. Are you okay? Me too. - I've got some crazy stories to tell. - Save them for our kids. - Enough! - Leave us alone! I just got engaged. Let the combat begin! To the death. Give me the remote control. Come on! He's tilting it. Watch out! - Present from Vultan. - Brute! Give me that. - Bastard! - Flash! Come on, finish him. Flash! I love you. But we only have 14 hours to save the Earth. How's that feel, Arborian? If you kill me, promise to team up with Vultan and fight Ming. Goodbye, Barin. - Take my hand. - You've won, let him go. That's it, Prince. - What is this? - Humanity. Where you go, I follow. Listen to me! There is something finer in this galaxy than Ming's law. Rubbish! Hawkmen, to your posts! Agent Zarkov, you will be liquidated for treachery. Vultan! Surrender the fugitives at once. - - Or the Imperial Fleet will blast your kingdom to atoms. - Step forward, Barin. - "Prince" Barin. Princess Aura has implicated you on a charge of high treason. - A prison ship will take you away. - You tortured Aura. Interesting girl. I think she found it rather enjoyable. Klytus. The first step forward. Into the air, Hawkpeople. Fly for your lives! You damned hothead, you brought down destruction on my kingdom. He showed us the way. Fight with us. - Against the Imperial Fleet? - They won't expect resistance. - We'll take them by surprise. - We can do it. You're all mad! My duty is to protect my people. Evacuate! - Then take us with you. - Impossible, we can't carry more. - You're leaving us to die? - You know Ming's law. Outside his own kingdom, the hunter becomes the hunted. - Traitor! - Save your breath. Fly! Help me pull these down. We'll make parachutes and jump to Arboria. We'll kill ourselves. A body reaches maximum velocity within a few hundred feet. - We'll need some rope. - My God, what is that? It's Ming. We must stop him. - Blast them? - Not yet. Send down a shuttle. - Bring back Barin, Zarkov and Dale. - And Gordon? Leave him there. Prepare my Imperial Lander. Why aren't I going with them? - I've got other plans ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Стиратель на английском - текст 48 часов на английском - текст 12 на английском - текст Собачье сердце на английском - текст Долгой жизни Синьоре! на английском |