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in the last episode the crew red will finally escaped from the grip but the
virtual reality game
better than life and lister and the cat were taken to the medical unit to
recover
whilst Rimmer and Kriton went to assess the state the ship
they are dismayed to discover that Holly's encounter with the talking
toaster
has left him with an IQ of 12,000 but only one minute in 10 seconds to live
and you switched himself off to preserve his run time
they're even more dismayed to discover that the engines are dead
and the to get them up and running will take three weeks which is exactly how
long it will take the approaching planet vacancy on the scanner
to hit ship Chris Barry performs episode 4
for Lister and the cat
stared up at the video monitor on the ceiling the only video they both agreed
was an indisputable classic
was the flinstones which they watched for 15 or 16 hours every day
cut after perhaps 90 hours watching the flinstones
something strange seem to happen to Lister cats
he grunted without removing his eyes from the screen
the cat granted back
is it me well as wilma flintstone incredibly sexy
the cat swivelled and looked at him then turned his head back to the screen
Wilma Flinstone is without question
the most desirable woman who ever lived
lista looked at him to see if he was serious
he was what do you think a Betty betty rubble
the cat mulled it over where no
I would go with Betty but everything gonna wilma
they both lapsed into silence reverie
what we do on Lister said finally
why we talk about making love to wilma flintstone
you're right went nuts this is an insane conversation
Lister shook his head sadly she'd never leave Fred and we know what
crichton's face when it appeared for the recovery base hatch way
was simultaneously wearing two expressions the bottom half was calm the
nine and kindly
the top of his eyes and forward was shot three with panic
now there's absolutely no reason for concern
but we're going to have to move you where to
nowhere in particular by I just thought it would be nice
crichton I'm not getting that stretcher
until you tell me what's going on crichton smiled
if you absolutely must know there's a tiny little planet that might be
possibly heading on a collision course with us
but there's absolutely nothing to worry about
planets why doesn't the ship just get out of the way
the engines are stored love dead ish
now please get on a stretcher lista tried to wrestle himself upright in as
many suit
what does harley say world
holly is sort of de dish to now please get on the stretcher dried relax
crichton patted the stretcher and watched helplessly as mister in the cat
unveil crowd there many suits ripped off the biofeedback sensors
and belted out to the Roman down the corridor it fell to rumored to give
Holly the news to they couldn't take in with them
he sat at his sloping architect desk in the sleeping quarters
Baisden the emergency lighting and reread the speech he'd written
with practice rema found he could say the whole message in just under two
seconds
this still left Cali a full 53 seconds a runtime
to enjoy in whatever way he chose remote voice-activated the redo disc
and Holly speaks allies images assembled itself on the sleeping quarters vid
screen
Remo went into his speech planet collision course and is dead impact well
as manage apps right by
Holly blinked you will panic logical sense that it might well as managers are
by
a car understand the word sights lower
planet yes collision course
yes engines dead right
impact 12 hours with you
abandoning ship I'll sorry
yes by within two seconds
wholly absorbed the data from the scan a scope mold the problem over
and said two words drive real then he switched himself off with less than 25
seconds a run time remaining:
they heard the battle in chatter operational machinery long before they
passed on to the colossal archway that led to the driver in itself
what this mag is going on Lister screamed about the machine noise
crichton's steeped in picked up a section a printout
its machine speak calculations
above them the immense screen which cover the entire ceiling
rippled into life home
solution it red below that was a 3d graphics display of Holly's plan
it was quite the most audacious piece %uh Astro navigation
ever attempted in the entire history of the universe
on the screen was a simulation of the binary star system
in which they were now marooned motionless at the bottom of the screen
was a vector graphic I've read two of
at the top of the screen was the blue ice planet
hurtling towards them on its collision course to the left was a small son
and to the right was its largest twin both were orbited by single planets
starbuck Red Wolves be to shape transport craft
then flashed on the screen the craft flipped a course towards the right hand
Sun
and fired something into its core the some fled
its plan it was stolen from its orbit hurled towards the center of the screen
lista watched bewildered and bemused
as the display dissolved into a dazzling array of plotted lines and arrows
when the screen finally cleared all three planets now
orbited the Sun on the left and RedWolf remained intact
I think he's playing pool said Lister
with planets is that possible
list to create two to one on the console seats and shook his head grimly
it's not gonna wear if Holly thinks he can use the red planet to pop the Blue
Planet
into the left-hand sun's orbit the lease out to breakfast lunch and tea
Lister what are you dribbling about
rema snorting content with talking about a computer with I Q with 12,000 368
that doesn't mean he can play pool I can
exams on a Friday night couldn't get me off at table
and I promise you the shots not gonna come off he stopped it that's what he's
done
that planets off the table and into somebody's gotta be a
it's a complete miscue and I say beach or college toward it in the bin
and let me take the shot we must do it apart from the rest of the group
I say we put it to the vote on the one hand we have a computer with an IQ in
five figures
who has a complete and total grasp it astrophysics
and on the other hand we have Lister who is a complete gipp
to whose hands do we entrust our lives
the safety this vessel and the future of everything mister
what's your vote I vote for me Ramos smirked
I vote for Holly 1-all carter's while
even though I agree it's insane and suicidal
I'm afraid I have to side with the human its my programming
rumors smile receded like a fizzling fuse
capped I agree with you buddy but the thing is
I could never bring massive the vote for someone with the address since
I'm gonna vote for Lister list around the final check down on the Starbucks
instrument panel
we're ready to go. crichton what's the catch he should be on his way sir
a cap space appeared next to crichton's on the big screen
I'm not counted mister bunched up his face
watched this is the way I seek
if everything goes okay everyone safe no problem
if something goes wrong the guys and stuff but get whacked out twenty minutes
and the guys on Red Bull of
lot of things to gag do it 20 minutes abstained he was grateful
the minister crouched over the flatbed scanner
one eye closed his nose almost parallel with the screen
there at the far end to the screen was the blue ice planet
the planet Lister had designated as the blue ball to the right
circling around the big rip the twin sons was the planet Lister had
christened the cue ball
the cue ball would strike the blue balled and send it into the order to the
left and son
or restless to prefer to call it the pocket it was a straightforward part
he'd made identical shots thousands of times before
without taking his eyes from the scanner he grabbed a six pack and double
strength log out at Starbucks
tiny fridge and ripped offering polled he was halfway through his fourth can
before Ramon brokers valve silence how many of those you going to drink
I'm gonna drink all six always play me best pool would have had a few beers
studies in their lives I'm not gonna get blasted just nicely talk
lista sucked it is can it's an easy shot it over a year
he tapped the screen at a point midway between red tool for the oncoming planet
so if you miss we get a planet in our face
I'm not gonna mesh Miche while
you said Miche I'm not going to miss you said you're pissed
I'll mister fired up the thrusters and a wrench to bug towards its new
coordinates
cards I could merge the Koori
the planet was close now it occupied almost half a dream has now become
screen
I was growing steadily in size as it thundered towards them
on mister screwed up the empty six can a blogger
Andy nestled his nose into the bifocal viewer he lined up the cross wires on
the Sun around which the Q planet spun
he shifted his legs until he felt the center a balance
it look right but he waited he waited until it felt right
then it felt right
space faded away and he was back in the egg both arms
and this was just another shot to stay on the table he was on the eighth goal
and all it needed was a push justina bottom to avoid the in of
he could do it he played the shot
he touched the Launch button and increase the pressure steadily and
evenly in one smooth movement
final screen missile ripped from its housing under Starbucks belly
and civil towards the distance on list to turn to the scan a screen
and watched the whole sequence took eight hours to play out
but aroma it seemed like eight years to Lister it seemed like eight seconds
the missile plunged into the Suns inferno
and a giant solar flare licked up from its a raging service
struck mister skew planet and slammed it out a little bit
the Q planet Yemen three space towards the intersection coordinates
almost immediately when I realized it was going to miss
and not by a little by a lot it was going to street harmlessly across the
path of the oncoming I swirled
to be captured in orbit around the left and son Lister had some clue cue ball
they didn't exchange a word for three hours the Q planet flew into orbit
around the opposite Sun
it looped around the far side in a rat eclipse
then thumped into the Suns resident planet and sent that curling out into
space
the resident planets swept across the scan a screen
cam and into the ice world hammered into the orbit to the right and Sun
before elegantly back spinning a return path to its original position
she rides less to wield his hips in arms in a touch-up shuffle
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how could not be Jeremy have pocketed all three planets for a one-stroke
how could not be a fluke produce Magal
Lister was doing some serious damage to his third six pack
and watching the fast motion replay for the 170 first time
while we must slept of the journey back to red wolf in the bugs one only sleep
couch
when a planet hit them which planet hit them
Liston ever discovered in fact it was the Q planet
which had been knocked out which newell bit by the back spinning resident planet
technically the bug wasn't actually hit by the planet
it was the planet's slipstream but that was enough to flick the craft upside
down
and send it on a corkscrew death dive towards the ice world
only the Starbucks don't shapes drive section
scorched black from its encounter with the ice planet stratosphere
poked up for the slow shifting see if snow dunes
resting against the foot of the classier it fizzled and steamed for almost five
days in the unrelenting blizzard
before there was any sign of life finally the small hatch way changed open
and light gushed out into the black Arctic night misters face
encircled by Parker for appeared grimacing in the opening
his gloved fingers folded around the room with the hatch way
before the blinding windforce back the dole and try to close down his head
Lister fell out at the bug and teetered on a ledge of packed snow
he quickly discovered the only way to remain upright
was to lean into the wind he had two inclined his body at an angle of 50
degrees
he felt absurd but there was no other way of staying on his feet
he managed three steps before the blizzard inflated his parka hood
and knocked him off the ledge easley the down the bank
and dropped into the trough cut by the Starbucks part
gradually the old himself to his feet and unfasten the small snow trial which
was tight with waste
he looked at it it measured scarcely four inches across
he looked at what little at the bug was visible above the dressed
at a rough estimate he would have to shift about
800 tons of snow if the bug was ever to move
he tried to trial fools before the erratic blizzards swirled into the
trough
and tossed him like a broken kite into a snowbank 50 feet away
rumor stooped over the communications console
and barked into the microphone made a made a
can you read me coming please the Starbucks in a door hammered open
and a blizzard stumbled in followed by Lester
list to hold himself against the inner door
and forty closed hashish
mister flung his gloves against the bugs far bulkhead
you can hardly stand ok nevermind to get out
he sneered at the static on the screen five days have gone by
broadcasting on all frequencies and still a red dwarf hadn't acknowledged
the SOS
how much food is the rema nodded to the navigation console
I made a full list on a *** to bad the menu was meager indeed
half a bag a smoky bacon crisps attentive mustard powder
a brown lemon 3 stale water biscuits
two bottles of vinegar and a tube on jelly gum want
mister knocked up from the pad he's at it
nothing else just a pot noodle oh and I found it in a dog food on the two shelf
misery his through list as gritted teeth
well pretty obvious what gets eaten last
I can't stand pot noodles suddenly
the communications consul crackled into life Crichton was talking to them
but something was wrong with the sound all I could hear was a dole
resonant bass throb slow-motion growl
I'll mister played with the frequency controls
but couldn't improve the sound perception then something happened to
ram a
it was hardly noticeable at first but after a couple of hours it was plain
that he'd started slowing down
talking to him was like conducting a trans-atlantic phone conversation with
the bad connection
occasionally with flashing become two-dimensional or lose all color
Lister didn't mention it at first remote had always been extremely sensitive
about his status as a hologram
rumors voice had dropped two octaves and trying to hold a conversation with him
was like talking person to person to Paul Robeson on mars
really what's happenin a two-minute polls then
girl who
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loan something must be wrong with the signals from the ship's
their amount of dramatic relays not getting through properly
the conversation that followed was briefing content
but took the best part of half a day to complete the essence of the dialogue was
at the signal from the ship that projected remiss image was slowing down
and weakening
when the signal became too faint to transmit
the whole a dramatic projection unit would automatically flick from remote
to local and Rena would be regenerated fully functional back on red wolf
class could you can find out what's keeping them
tell them when I am on years old
the bad true
iran's state
me he Republic TOF
and reformed in the hologram added projection unit regeneration chamber
aboard red wolf
instantly he knew something was wrong
but not with him with time
mister had his first meal in four days
16 hours after RAM I had vanished it was garnished with potato crisps
topped by crumbled water biscuits sprinkle with mustard
and decorated with flower twirled above gel a government
but it was still dog food a dozen times he dug in his fork and held the
quivering mass centimeters from his lips
but he just couldn't bring himself to put it in his mouth and swallow
so he waited he waited until he was so hungry
he didn't care until the dog food wasn't dog food
until it was a prime slab fillets takes sizzling in a creamy fresh blue cheese
source
he slid the wobbling for fall between his lips
he chewed he chewed a bit more then he swallowed
he set for a while well
he thought now I know why do dogs lick their testicles
is to get me to the taste the food he placed the fall
back on the plate curled up and fell asleep
he awoke to the sound of creaking metal
creaking metal and running water the unzipped his sleep bag
his clothes were wet he was sweating her lista clawed his way up the ship
and staggered to a viewport window I swirled
was melting the warm kiss if its new son was following the planet
which had been frozen for countless millennia thick
gray rivers gushed down the faces a shrinking lacey is
mountains were moving gliding with majestic grace across the liquid
landscape
and Starbuck was picking up speed skinning helplessly downhill run
on under the circumstances listed to the only sane thing
he crawled back to the bank bent his pillow in AU
around his ears and became the first man ever
to sleep through a melting ice age the new something was wrong with time
room I stepped out of the regeneration blues as he raised his left leg and
thrusted forward
it tell us go who act out forty feet down the room
instinctively he flicked out his right leg to retain his balance
but his right leg bolted down the room overtaking is left
it took three more rubbery steps until about and nausea forced him to stop
he turned back and look down the room towards a digital wall clock
the minute digits were hammering over so fast they were little more than a blur
rema started to head back to the door the clock and
to make his way to the ship status room to Islam
he found thrusting his legs out in this direction make them shrink
the concertina into themselves we look like a bad impression Groucho Marx
chasing after margaret dumont
ok something was happening to the clock
the near he got to it the slow it appeared to move finally he reached the
end to the sweet
and stood under the clock now it was moving perfectly normally
the digits red Monday 13 02
he started to head to the state is Rome
well his right leg stump down short wide
elephantine one is left tapered elegantly out beside him
when he waddled on his two strange new legs into the status Rome
sat down at the console desk and scam the bank to security monitors
the problem was she applied time was moving at different speeds in every
single room
two hundred yards down the corridor it was Monday afternoon
here it was Tuesday morning it took him nearly an hour to work it out
the closer you got to the front of the ship
the slower time was moving it was as if some gigantic force was sucking in time
corrupting it slowing it down there were only two things remind you of
the could produce such a syndrome and since he'd never in his life
consumed a magic mushroom that left only one alternative
he prayed he was wrong he was wrong about most things and always had been
why should be right about this he cheered up a little confident in his own
awesome capacity for incompetence
and ask the security computer to activate a sweep search for crichton and
the cat
it found a man one on the engine rooms to the rear of the ship frantically
trying to restart the engines
remark called for a voice link crichton
list as marooned on the ice planet he's starving to death
we've got to get down and help him what us mags happening
crichton replied I gobbled falsetto such
me syndrome as quick and high pitched as he could to make of this week
you crichton blinked into the video shot
something is wrong he chirped helpfully really
rema squeaked back sarcastically lightning
SJF money next door and you think something's wrong what are you talking
about
Crichton said Friday he twisted the security camera so it pointed at the
wall clock
Friday rema squinted the readout
Friday to Friday
Friday said crichton to take
Cape Friday there was a hiatus
nobody could think anything to say I'm coming down
Ramos said finally I mean there in a sec
at last
the cat turned from testing the final piston housing
and stood hands on hips in his red silk boiler suit with gold trimming
wat you been buddy I ran all the way
remote panted I cannot be more than five minutes
between over a week remote glanced at the clock
it was Saturday the 23rd crichton's head
poked around the corner the piston housing
we're ready in prime let's start the engines
crichton's stabbed in the startup sequence and the massive pistons smash
the engines into life
okee for cats little silk boy innocent
revealing a quilted llame a jumpsuit London East
sleep is baby in there a bracelet stout by
the engine noise change pitch becoming a strangulated flooding wind
three pairs of eyes fixed on the speed bearing readout
it scarcely changed my one
said the cat
get pedal to the metal specter's we're on full reverse thrust
cash old idk right now to the way and jab pointlessly at the controls
it gets be Napoli god damnit
was still moving forwards look crichton pointed at the display
we're using all the power we've got its true then
Ramos lumped into the console chair
what true reamer looked up red eyed with fear
with being sucked into a black hole on
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