Shinzon needs the prisoner. About time, Mr. Data. My mission was a success, sir. I have located the source of the radiation. This entire ship is essentially a thalaron generator. Its power relays lead to an activation matrix on the Bridge. It's a weapon. It would appear so. What about the download? Shinzon believes he has our communication protocols but they will give him inaccurate locations for all Starfleet vessels. Good work. Sir. Geordi supplied me with a prototype of the emergency transport unit. I recommend you use this, sir, to return to the Enterprise. It will only work for one of us. Yes, sir. We'll find a way off together. It is time for the procedure. Move, puny human animal. A bit less florid, Data. Kill him. This way, sir. There is a shuttlebay 94 meters from our current position. There it is, sir. Go! Data! It appears to have an encrypted security system. Alacrity will be appreciated, Commander! Reman is a most complex language, with pictographs representing certain verb roots... While I find that fascinating, Data, we really need that door open! According to the ship's manifest they are Scorpion-class attack flyers. Data, what do you imagine this is? Port thruster, sir. Would you like me to drive, sir? Data, can you open the shuttlebay doors? Negative, sir. They have erected a force field around the external portals. Well, then, only one way to go. Do you think this is a wise course of action, sir? We're about to find out, Data. Power up the disruptors. Ready, Captain. Fire. Tractor beam, now! Worf, lock on transporters. I have them, sir. This has gone far enough. I thought we discussed patience, Commander. Mine is wearing thin. We supported you because you promised action, and yet, you delay. The Enterprise is immaterial. It won't even make it out of the Neutral Zone. And in two days, the Federation will be crippled beyond repair. Does that satisfy you? For the moment. And when I return, you and I shall have a little talk about showing proper respect. What's happening to his face? Commander, a moment. Are you truly prepared to have your hands drenched in blood? He's not planning to defeat Earth. He's planning its annihilation. And his sins will mark us and our children for generations. The more I studied his DNA, the more confusing it got. Finally, I could come to only one conclusion. Shinzon was created with temporal RNA sequencing. He was designed so that, at a certain point, his aging process could be accelerated to reach your age more quickly. He was engineered to skip 30 years of his life. But when the temporal sequencing wasn't activated, his cellular structure started breaking down. He's dying. Dying? Can anything be done for him? Nothing except a complete transfusion from the only donor with compatible DNA... you. How long does he have? I can't say for sure but the rate of decay seems to be accelerating. Then he'll come for me. Brother, I... cannot move. No. I have only activated your cognitive and communication subroutines. Why? Because you are dangerous. Why? You have been programmed to gather information that can be used against this ship. I... do not understand. I know. Do you know anything about Shinzon's plans against the Federation? No. Do you have any knowledge of the tactical abilities of his ship? No. Can I move now? No. What are you doing? I must deactivate you. For how long? Indefinitely. How long is tha...? A long time, brother. It's called a Cascading Biogenic Pulse. The unique properties of thalaron radiation allow the energy beam to expand almost without limit. Depending on its radiant intensity, it could encompass a ship... or a planet. He would only have built a weapon of such scope for one reason. He's going after Earth. How can you be certain? I know how he thinks. Destroy humanity, you cripple the Federation. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Повинность на английском - текст Смертельное влечение на английском - текст Операция 'Ы' и другие приключения Шурика на английском - текст Бетховен 4 на английском - текст Вынужденная посадка на английском |