Playback in progress. Jay, I'm gonna have to be brief. The Kilrathi took Pegasus. They may have her Navcom A.I. By the time this communication reaches you... they will be twenty-three hours... from the Charybdis jump point and Earth. Confed capital ships are headed home now. The Concordia battle group... will only be able to make it in twenty-five hours. I'm ordering the Tiger Claw to the Charybdis quasar. You are to use any means necessary... to gather information as to the Kilrathi whereabouts... capacity, and plan of attack. I need intelligence, old friend. Use Taggart. He knows this space better than any man alive. He can get you to Charybdis quickly. I don't like it. What don't you like, Paul? The disk came to us on the Diligent... entrusted to a Pilgrim half-breed. Send for this Taggart. Why don't you take his castle... with your little horsey? Check... Mate. So, there's a brain behind that mouth. Your friend always this talkative? No, he just made the fatal error... of mistaking our wing commander... for your average grease monkey. Listen, all I did was sit in Commander Chen's fighter. Lieutenant Commander Chen? Bossman? You're talking about a bloke that never existed. I'm pretty sure he did. He...never...existed. Now change the subject quickly, pal... before I change it for you. You got a problem with my friend, Mr. Hunter? Yes, I do. That means you got a problem with me. -Is that so? -Yeah. Well, you're gonna love this. He's a Pilgrim! Stand down, or you'll have a problem with me. I want an explanation. Hunter? -Ma'am? -Ma'am? Lieutenant Hunter was just helping Marshall and l... feel at home. Lieutenant? Yeah. That's right, ma'am. Yeah. You see? I guess this conversation never existed. Lieutenant? Lieutenant! Who in the hell do you think you are? Let me give you a reality check. In all likelihood, you're going to die out here. We're all going to die out here... but none of us need to be reminded of that fact... so you die, you never existed. Understand? Yes, ma'am. Taggart, sir. Ah. I know of you, Mr. Taggart... but I'm afraid I don't know you. And yet you come to me with classified orders... from Admiral Tolwyn. Oh, I see. The captain doesn't trust me... Blair, or the disk. Would you? Well, uh... no. No. This tactical schematic outlines a nightmare, Mr. Taggart. It tells me that the Kilrathi may have a Navcom... and with it the capacity to jump into Earth space. And based on that nightmare... it orders me to take radical action... which, if it and you are a lie... could compromise this ship and its crew. So I'm bound to ask you, Mr. Taggart... what proof do you have that this is authentic? Where did you get this? Tolwyn... thought it might be useful... if I ever had to convince a captain... to follow his orders. Mr. Obutu. Plot a course for the Charybdis quasar. Full speed, if you please. Sir, the nearest jump point to the Charybdis... is four days hard travel from our current location. There's a class-two pulsar eleven hours from here. We can jump there. It's not on the chart, sir. Navcom does not have those coordinates. I have them. No one's jumped a pulsar for forty years... and even then, they were Pilgrims. I don't believe we have a choice, Mr. Gerald. If the battle is to be decided in the Charybdis quasar... then that's where we have to be. Plot your course, Mr. Taggart. Sure. Sir, that ring means nothing. This ring has been in Tolwyn's family for sixteen generations. And any man who carries it... has the admiral's full confidence! Prepare for the jump. Hey. We goin' out? No. Just me. I pulled security with Lieutenant Forbes. Why'd you wake me up? Remember back at the academy? You promised you would take that thing off. It brings me luck. It's gonna get you killed. I was wearing it when I made the jump. Yeah, but that had nothing to do ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Тот самый Мюнгхаузен на английском - текст Берегись автомобиля на английском - текст Весёлые ребята на английском - текст Цвет граната на английском - текст Баллада о солдате на английском |