was hungry. l've got their star maps on-line. Here we go. More systems than l've ever seen. Finding a route to Alpha Prime. Downloading to Jupiter. l don't like the sound of that sound. They're moving. Get this infernal... creature off me! Come here. John, get the hell out of there. Mom says, "Get the hell out of there." Evacuate. Now! The controls are too slow. Activate holographic interface. Holographic interface, on-line. They eat their wounded. Sealthe bulkhead. Codes are locked. Duck. Emergency bulkhead. Fire sensor activated. Emergency bulkhead closure. Stop! We have to get that door open. Open, damn you! Get out of here. What is with me and these damn doors? l can't override the fire protocol! A million bucks worth of weaponry... and l'd trade it all back... for a lousy... can of Raid. Stand clear. Get moving! Go! Come on! Maureen... can you get me anything? Cycling through a vacuum check. l'm overriding. No way it's that easy. Run! Run! Getback! Get back to the ship! Move! Got it. Try itnow. Mom says, "Try it now." Can we save it? Can't without letting the spiders into the ship. Leave him behind! That spider scratched me! Stop laughing, you little worm. Good-bye, Robot. You couldn't save him, kid. Save him? Of course. What are you trying to do? Prepare to disengage! This is a fun picnic. First yellow aliens, now giant spiders. The crowd goes wild. Recall your childhood nightmares, Major. Monsters are rarely so easily dissuaded. Why don't you talk to them, bug to bug? I think they'd rather come inside. Arming torpedoes. Fire in the hole. Alert. Detonation failure. The robot must have damaged the detonator cores. They won't blow. Alert. Outer hub has been compromised. DNA extrapolation coming up. Silicone-based, mantium shell, lack of respiratory system. Means they do live in deep space. Tiny front brain implies communal relationships. Like bees. lf the biology lesson is over, l could use some help. They may be attracted to heatand light. Inner hull breach in 15 seconds. l'm bringing the Proteus fusion drives on-line. lt's working. Let's turn up the heat. What are you doing? Never leave an enemy strong hold intact. Stop! That's one of your father's first rules of engagement. That is a direct order. l hate spiders. That's coming fast. Get into the harnesses now. Manual helm, engage. -Children, secure? -Secure. l'm in. Pull up. Really? No kidding. Thanks. Coming in too hot. I'll try and slow us down. Hang on! Everybody by the numbers. Life sciences, still breathing. Video mechanics... OK. Mission medical, I'm alive. Me, too. Robotics, l mean. l'm alive... Major West's poor excuse for piloting skills not with standing. Oh, Dorothy. Back in Kansas at last. You violated a direct order. About half the core material's burned out. We'll never generate enough power to break orbit. We can get off the ground... but getting back into space is another story. I ordered you not to blow that ship's reactors. Life support is marginal. lt's gonna get cold in here tonight. Also, the pod and the chariot are pretty much scrap metal. Don't you walk away from me when I'm talking to you. Give it a rest, Professor. I was technically still in command. l am commander of this mission. Look, no offence... but you're an egghead with an honorary rank. No one ever intended for you to handle combat situations. You handled it brilliantly, sending us crashing down here. Those aliens posed a continuing threat. l made a judgement call... and, if l have to, I'll make it again. You of all people should understand that. Your father would back me up. My father is dead... killed in one of those combat missions you admire so much. My family is on this ship, and you will follow my orders... whether you agree with them or not. ls that clear? Save your speeches. l like you, butl'm gonna do ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Сто дней после детства на английском - текст Мой научный проект на английском - текст Меченосец на английском - текст Жидкое небо на английском - текст Кин-Дза-Дза на английском |