feels responsible. And so he should. His confidence is shot. He's questioning every move he made. He can't go back up there like this. And right now... I think we need all the pilots we can get. I'll think about it. He's a good guy, Angel. There's no reason to hate him. COMPUTER: Fuel cells nominal. Life-support system critical in five hours. [Sonar pinging] What is she, another destroyer? GERALD: It doesn't matter. We can't take another round of bombardment. I have four rapiers ready to go, sir. We'll go down fighting. TAGGART: We'll do better than that, Angel. Let's make a miracle. That ship up there is going to save our ass. DEVEREAUX: Lieutenant, time to suit up. MORRIS: Oh! Ma'am? DEVEREAUX: I need my best pilots out there. P.A.: I repeat-- all pilots and flight crew to hangar deck immediately. Well, I don't know if I'm one of your best pilots, ma'am. Does everyone here think I go around making suggestions? No. Then I guess I gave an order. Be on the flight deck in five minutes. Do it for Rosie. TAGGART: Aren't you on the wrong ship, Commander? GERALD: I still have a responsibility... to this crew, Commodore. And excuse my bluntness... but if you think I'm going to let my men... be flown into combat by a rogue and a half-breed... you're sadly mistaken. He really is a good guy once you get to know him. DEVERAUX: That's no destroyer. That's the communication ship we came up against. TAGGART: And that's the ship we'll get our fuel from. They'll spot our heat corona soon. TAGGART: No. They won't have a chance. Hit it. Marines, to your stations. As soon as you get on board... head straight for the engine room. Tiger Claw needs those fuel cells. TAGGART: Blair... I'm picking up some sort of transmission aft of you. Check it out. TAGGART: Blair. Where the hell are you, Blair? BLAIR: What the hell? Pegasus Navcom. Paladin... they have the Charybdis jump coordinates. DEVEREAUX: Is everything OK? We've secured the fuel cells. BLAIR: We've got more than that, Angel. We have the Kilrathi jump coordinates. DEVEREAUX: Marines, move out. GERALD: Mr. Obutu, prepare drone. Input the Kilrathi jump coordinates. Send it through the Charybdis quasar... to Admiral Tolwyn. They should be able to target the exact location... of the Kilrathi jump entry. It'll be over before they can get their weapons on-line. TAGGART: lf Tolwyn's there, Mr. Gerald. If he's there. OBUTU: Sir, we have a problem. I can't get the drones on-line. Without those coordinates, Tolwyn doesn't have a chance. And we are too big to slip past the Kilrathi... and warn the fleet. We'll have to send a fighter through. GERALD: impossible. There are over a thousand singularities in that quasar. To jump it would be suicide without Navcom coordinates. TAGGART: We don't need a Navcom. Blair? You will navigate the quasar. Angel will follow your lead. Sir, that's statistically impossible. We don't have another option. You have the gift. I don't think I can. I don't have the faith. It's not faith. It's genetics. But if you believe you need faith... take mine. Why didn't you tell me? You didn't ask. FALK: Sir... Long-range scanners picking up Kilrathi ships. Looks like a destroyer and a cruiser. TAGGART: We'll create the diversion. GERALD: Get those coordinates to Tolwyn. BLAIR: Uh, I got a strong signal at ten o'clock. It's gone, Angel. It vanished. DEVEREAUX: Got it-- a skipper missile... dead on course for the Tiger Claw. Only thing that can kill it... is a star fighter in visual contact. What are you doing, Angel? DEVEREAUX: Just stay on course. Get through the jump point. What about our orders? Angel. Angel! [Alarm] GERALD: Report! Sir, we have a bogey. Vector one-nine-seven mark three-- It's gone. It's a skipper missile. We're only picking it up... when it de-cloaks to get a radar fix. TAGGART: Estimated ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Братья Блюз 2000 на английском - текст Чапаев на английском - текст Мутанты Икс - Сезон 3 на английском - текст Звёздный путь: Гнев Хана на английском - текст Жизнь как чудо на английском |