Meteor Page #2

- We appreciate it Paul.

I've delayed a flight

You're leaving in one hour.

Up-to-date material on Hercules.

Something to read.

Your hotel room has been booked.

Gladys has yourexpense arrangements.

Why don't you stick a broom up my arse?

I vould sweep the carpet on the way out.

Haven't changed, have you?

See you in the morning.

The Coast Guard towed

Rob Samuelson to harbour...

Among the other nine who failed

to finish was Dr Peterson's Maverick,

who was disqualified

for crossing the line prior to start.

John Slabin's Mary Bee collided

with Arnold Parker's Swan.

Both suffered

sufficient damage to withdraw.

The big surprise

was Paul Bradley's Blithe Spirit,

which withdrew for no apparent reason

early in the race.

John Dunning

had a running battle with...

- Hello.

- it's late, I wanted to...

Paul. Where are you?

Why aren't you on the boat?

Uh, Washington.

- How are the kids?

- Jimmy's gota cold.

And Julie's bound to get it

and we're still fighting about homework.

Apart from that, they're fine.

- What are you doing in Washington?

- I'm not sure yet

I was phoning

to let you know where I am.

How are you?

Oh... Not bad, you know.

- Paul?

- Tell the kids I love them.

A chunk of Orpheus

is heading towards Earth.

A big one. There are a lot of little

pieces with it and in front of it.

But it's the big one

we're worried about.

The figures haven't been worked out,

but six days from now we could he hit.

Sorry I'm late.

You and everybody else.

- Let me tell you about that

- Either we're in the wrong room,

or a lot of brainpower's lost.

Nobody else is coming.

- Lucas, Fillmore, Steinberg?

- I didn't ask them.

- Why not?

- You know why not

Because we don't need them!

You. You originated Hercules.

Out itout, Paul. I know how you feel.

- Dredging up old...

- I'm dredging up nothing.

- I can taste it right now.

- Now, look.

It wasn't my decision

to turn Hercules...

- Into what?

- Will you listen to me?

It wasn't designed as a nuclear weapon,

with 14 warheads pointed at Russia.

- Not only Russia.

- Or China. Whatever else!

Those rockets were supposed

to point outwards, not in!

They were meant to defend us

against the threat we're facing now.

- Didn't I yell at them?

- Yeah.

- Didn't I stand up for you?

- Yes.

Then listen to me!

Will you listen to me?

That meteor's five miles wide

and it's definitely gonna hit us!

It would make a hole big enough

to put the Atlantic in.

Sh*t Five miles.

Now walk out!

And General Adlon? Isn't he in charge?

Adlon's a good man, technically.

But he's two-dimensional.

You know that.

We've got to find a way

to move him out.

That's problem number one.

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