Futureworld Page #2

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The General does not need a promotion.

You've got a point.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

You mean to tell me that

you've never heared of me?

I mean, really.

I mean, come on, you look at me.

You're putting me on

with those beautiful green eyes.

Honey, I won, the Big Bundle!

The TV contest!

You must've heard of that!

A montage of international types.

I think that would be a good idea.

Well, well, how do you do?

- Terrible.

- Why?

I tried the Iranian oil ministers, nothing.

Karnovski said nyet.

That leaves Takaguchi.

My last shot over there.

What is it that you're after, anyway?

I don't know, this Delos guset list

looks like a rerun from the last

Geneva Conference.

Oil ministers, rocket experts,

heavyweight electronic types.

For God sakes, at $1,200 a day,

who else could afford this?

You know, you are looking

for something that isn't there.

You may be right.

Hey, Miss Ballard.

Miss Ballard, now, listen now,

you have got to put me on your show.

No fooling now, I am a real angle.

Oh, excuse me, pal.

Oh, that's all right. Listen,

why don't you take that seat there?

- Oh, thanks, thanks.

- You bet.

- What's your name?

- Ron Thurlow, Ron.

The Big Bundle, you know?

- Ron, I'm Chuck Browning.

- Hi.

Ron, you don't read, do you?

Me, no, I'm a tube freak.

Right, well, you just sit right there,

'cause I know Miss Ballard loves

to get close to her viewers.

- Oh, thanks.

- You bet.

- Yeah.

- Ciao.

- Thanks, pal.

- Anytime.

Nice felllow. Now, listen,

here's the deal, Miss Ballard.

You see, now, I am a common type man,

but you see, right now,

well, I'm a big winner.

Now, that's news, right?

Yes, that's right, Ron,

but let me tell you something.

You see, the video crew

isn't here on this trip.

This is just a research trip, you see.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah.

- Doggone that's too bad.

- Sorry.

Hey, do you know what this fella told me?

He told me, "Once you make it

with a robot chick,

"that's it, you don't never want nothing else."

I swear to God, that's what he told me.

Are you going to do it?

Do what, Ron?

Have sex with a robot?

Not this trip, Ron.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Salahari International Airport.

Delos passangers may proceed

directly to the resort.

All others, please go to

Customs and Immigration.

Thank you.

We have four special subjects now arriving.

Open the SR in progrid for file record.

Subject Karnovski,

file record number SR0072.

Subject Takaguchi,

file record number SR0075.

Subject Ballard,

file record number SR0074.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Delos,

the most unique resort

in the history of the world.

All guests will please proceed

to the proper color level

of the world you've chosen to visit.

You will then be escorted

to our costume rooms

for selection and fitting.

Thank you.

- Futureworld?

- Yeah, that's me.

Please, come this way.

Sure will, ooh man,

you are some kind of machnery.

All the girls on Futureworld

as pretty as you are?

Oh, yes, sir, they come

in all shapes and sizes.

Whatever you desire.

Honey, you are perfect.

Oh, no sir, I'm a 500.

I'm not programmed for sex.

- Futureworld, huh?

- Mmm.

Well, Duffy wasn't lying about one thing.

What's that?

This place is three time larger

than the old one.

- Is it?

- You bet, and how.

Well, it's all set, a day or two in Futureworld,

and you can come back stage with me

and see the hard work behind the magic.

Of course, at any time,

you're free to go where you wish.

No restrictions?

Well, for your own safety, we can't

have you wandering off just anywhere.

But whatever you want to see,

we'll be glad to show you.

Well, that's a hell of a lot better

than the last time I was here.

Well, we have blast off

scheduled in half an hour.

And you, Miss Ballard, are

the commander of the flight.

I am?

Medieval World guests are reminded

that no cameras may be taken

beyond this area.

Please, leave all cameras

and photographic equipment

at the costume desk.

- Mr. Takaguchi?

- Yes.

I'm very sorry, I've checked with control,

and it's impossible for you

to use your father's sword.

- We're very sorry.

- Quite right, I understand.

Your weapons must, of course,

be very special.

I'm really very nervous.

Oh, no, there's nothing to worry about.

It's all play-like,

we're not really going anywhere.

I don't think.

Ta-da.

- So, how do I look, huh?

- Not too shabby, come on.

Oh, not so bad yourself.

My name is Eric. This is Erica.

We will be ypur guides in Futureword.

Now, if you will all follow us,

we will take a tram to the launch area.

Please, stay in the group.

Those selecting Futureworld

are in route to the Aries II space shuttle,

which will take you to a rendez-vous

to the Voyager starship now in orbit.

Aboard the starship,

you will be able to walk in space

and on the surface of the moon.

You will also see the Martian ice caps,

ride an asteroid,

and experience all the thrills of deep space.

All Futureworld guests are reminded

that Futureworld is a

perfectly safe environment

designed for your pleasure.

Any appearance of danger is simply

a device to enhance your experience.

In Futureworld, nothing can go wrong.

...relaxed morality in beautiful Pompeii.

Please, indulge your every whim.

Whatever you wish, will be yours.

Follow me, please.

Wow, I could open the program with this.

Yep.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we are ready to board.

Please, follow me.

Step right up here.

Thank you.

Watch your steps, please.

- Right in here.

- In there?

Watch your steps, please.

Yes? Am I doing all right?

You are doing fine.

Just follow the program

as Chuck reads it off to you.

This is Houston Control.

- All systems are in a go status.

- Hey, Socks.

- We are at T-minus 1 minute 20 seconds and counting.

- Auto select switch A-4 on.

Auto select what?

Auto select switch...

Oh, my God!

Good.

Okay, all right. I have it.

Auto select switch A-4 on. Gotcha.

You're terrific.

- Okay?

- Okay, sure, sure.

But what do I do?

Be sure you stay in touch with base,

or we may never find the starship.

What?

Hello, space shuttle, this Houston Control.

Wait a minute, this is supposed to be

a vacation!

Mr. Thurlow, if you copy, please reply.

- Oh.

- Hello, space shuttle.

Hello, Houston, Houston.

- Please, switch to alternate channel three-niner.

- Houston this me!

- Ron! Ron!

- Hello, space suttle,

- we are not receiving you.

- Hello!

Hello, anybody. Anybody?

Oh, Jesus.

All hatches have been secured.

This is Houston Control.

All systems are in a go status.

We are at T-minus 30 and counting.

This is so real.

I've changed my mind.

I want to go to Medieval World.

Now, Mrs Reed, nothing can go wrong.

- This is Houston Control.

- It's only a simulation.

- We are in final launch sequence

- I know.

- at T-minus 15 and counting.

- I know.

Program the blast-off sequence.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

We have ignition.

Increase passenger vibration red-line six.

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