10 They Get Carried Away Here

CHAPTER TEN THEY GET CARRIED AWAY HERE Igor quietly jostled Franny awake. Franny groaned. "What is it this time, Igor? A monster under your bed? I've told you a million times: We all have monsters under our beds. The lab is full of monsters. Now go back to sleep."

第十章他们在这里忘我了伊戈尔轻轻地把弗兰妮挤醒。 弗兰妮呻吟着。“这次又怎么了，伊戈尔？” 你床下有怪物？我跟你说过无数次了：我们的床底下都有怪物。 实验室里到处都是怪物。 现在回去睡觉吧。”

Igor shook Franny harder and harder until she finally woke up. "What is it?" she said angrily. Igor pointed at the Franbots. They were over in one little corner of the lab, going over some sort of plan. Franny slid out of bed and the two of them crept up close enough to overhear. "Franny is getting in the way of our pursuit of excellence," one of them said. "And we need to be excellent."

伊戈尔越来越用力地摇弗兰妮，直到她终于醒过来。 “怎么了？”她生气地说。 伊戈尔指着弗兰克一家。 他们在实验室的一个小角落里，讨论着什么计划。 弗兰妮从床上滑了下来，他们俩蹑手蹑脚地走到足够近的地方，以便偷听。 “弗兰妮妨碍了我们追求卓越，”其中一人说。 “我们需要变得优秀。”

The other Franbots nodded in agreement. "So she must be neutralized." Igor gulped. "And then we'll neutralize Mom. It's just like Franny said: Mom can't keep up with us. She is getting in the way of our excellence." "NOTHING IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN EXCELLENCE," they all said together.

其他的弗兰克人点头表示同意。 “所以她必须被消灭。” 伊戈尔一饮而尽。“然后我们就能中和妈妈。 就像弗兰妮说的：妈妈跟不上我们。 她妨碍了我们追求卓越。” “没有什么比优秀更重要的了。”他们异口同声地说。

"Then we'll take care of her dad and her brother, and that weasel-dog she calls Igor." Igor knew he should have been insulted, but he kind of liked weasels. "And after that, we'll go after the rest of the world. The rest of the world could get in the way of our excellence, as well." Franbot Number Two flashed its robot eyes. "Is everything prepared for the neutralization?" it asked.

“然后我们要照顾好她爸爸和她哥哥，还有那条她叫伊戈尔的黄鼠狼狗。” 伊戈尔知道他应该受到侮辱，但他有点喜欢黄鼠狼。 “在那之后，我们将瞄准世界其他地区。 世界其他地方也可能阻碍我们取得卓越成就。” “弗兰伯特二号”亮出了它的机器人眼睛。 “一切准备就绪了吗？”

"Almost," said Franbot Number Three. "I will be using my excellent cooking skills. I hope they will both enjoy them." "Cooking skills?" Franny said. "Are they going to... eat us?"

“差不多了。”弗兰波特三号说。 “我会用我出色的烹饪技巧。 我希望他们俩都喜欢。” “厨艺?”弗兰妮说。 “他们会……吃我们?”