Chapter 18

18 WELL, HELLO!" SAYS T. EDISON FROM BEHIND HIS HUGE polished black desk. "What not-a-surprise to see you, Bert and Ernie. I'm sure you are here to congratulate me on my new invention, the Edison Antimatter Motor, yes?" Mr. Chimp, sitting just to the right of Edison, signs:

嗨，你好！”爱迪生在他那又大又亮的黑色办公桌后面说。 “见到你们一点也不意外啊，伯特和厄尼。 我相信你是来祝贺我的新发明——爱迪生反物质发动机的，对吗？”黑猩猩先生坐在爱迪生的右边，示意道：

"Hardly," says Frank Einstein. "We are here for some answers." "Wonderful. What are your questions?" Watson scans the office. "Why do you have so many TVs? I bet you are spying on people. Like us!" "Mr. Chimp and I like to watch cartoons. Lots of them. All at the same time. Next question!" Frank walks around the office, counting his steps and measuring the room's exact dimensions. He checks the door. He notes the heating and air-conditioning vents. He listens to everything. He hears the deep hum of machinery behind the office doors. He leans

“很难，”弗兰克·爱因斯坦说。 “我们是来寻求答案的。” “好了。你有什么问题？”沃森扫视了一下办公室。 “你为什么有这么多电视？” 我打赌你在监视别人。 像我们这样的!”“猩猩先生和我喜欢看动画片。 有很多。都是同时发生的。 下一个问题!”弗兰克在办公室里走来走去，一边数着步子，一边测量房间的确切尺寸。 他检查了门。他注意到了暖气和空调的通风口。 他什么都听。他听到办公室门后机器低沉的嗡嗡声。 他靠

against a wall and hears a very faint rumba beat. He watches Mr. Chimp take out a small metal box, dip his stick-tool into it, and slurp a quick snack. A few ant legs drop on the desk. Now Frank is sure. "Where are Klink and Klank?" Edison raises his eyebrows in surprise. "What's a klink and a klank?" "My robots," says Frank without raising his voice. Frank pictures jumping over the desk, screaming at Edison, and slapping the goofy look right off his face. But then he pictures Mr. Chimp, with 98 percent of the same DNA but five times the strength of anyone fighting in the WWE, tossing him around and snapping most of the bones in his body without even breaking a chimp sweat. Frank takes the stick of gum out of his lab- coat pocket and calmly chews it.

靠在墙上，听到很微弱的伦巴节拍。 他看着猩猩先生拿出一个小金属盒，把他的棍子工具蘸进去，吃了一顿快餐。 几只蚂蚁的腿掉在桌子上。 现在弗兰克确定了。“克林克和克兰克在哪里？”爱迪生惊讶地扬起眉毛。 “什么是klink和klank?”“我的机器人，”弗兰克没有提高声音地说。 弗兰克想象着从桌子上跳过去，对着爱迪生大喊大叫，把他脸上的傻乎乎的表情一巴掌拍掉。 但接着他又想象了黑猩猩先生的样子，他的DNA有98%相同，但力气是WWE中任何选手的五倍，把他扔来扔去，把他身上的大部分骨头都折断了，甚至连一滴黑猩猩的汗都没出。 弗兰克从他的实验服口袋里拿出一块口香糖，平静地嚼着。

"The smart robots you robot-napped from Frank's lab," says Watson, leaning threateningly over Edison's desk. Mr. Chimp signs, adding a short, barking "Hroo!" that needs no translation. "Smart robots, you say? How interesting. You two are quite the Pinky and the Brain. Or maybe Goofus and Gallant?" Watson backs away from the desk, but he can't take it anymore. "You stole the idea of Frank's Antimatter Motor! You are wrecking our town to build a thing that collides atomic particles! Where are you hiding Klink and Klank?!" Mr. Chimp looks from Watson to Edison, points one finger at his temple, and moves it in

“你从弗兰克的实验室偷来的智能机器人，”沃森威胁地靠在爱迪生的桌子上说。 黑猩猩先生示意，加上一声简短的“嗬”，不需要翻译。 “你是说智能机器人？”多么有趣。 你们俩真是小指和聪明。 或者是Goofus and Gallant?”华生从桌子边退了回去，但他再也受不了了。 “你偷了弗兰克反物质发动机的点子！”你毁了我们的小镇就为了造一个能碰撞原子粒子的东西！你把克林克和克兰克藏在哪里了？！”黑猩猩先生看看沃森，又看看爱迪生，用一个手指指着他的太阳穴，然后把手指移了进去

a circle. Edison laughs. "Now there's that question again. OK, I guess I might as well tell you." Edison stands up. "A couple of robots did stop by last night. One that looked like a Shop-Vac, and another like a big trash can." "Yes! That's Klink and Klank!" Watson yells. "We talked for a bit. Had a nice chat about producing antimatter... cheaply. And then I sent them on their way." "Yeah, right," says Watson. "On their way where?" "Oh, to a friend's place. I think you and Frank's Grampa Al know him—Junkyard Dog. All the way on the other side of the lake." Edison makes a big deal of checking a brand- new, flashy gold watch. "And they should be having a smashing good time... right about... now. So sorry that you are too late to save

一个圆。爱迪生笑着说。“现在又出现了这个问题。 好吧，我想我还是告诉你吧。” 爱迪生站了起来。“昨晚确实有几个机器人来过。 一个看起来像吸尘器，另一个像个大垃圾桶。” “是啊!那是克林克和克兰克！”沃森喊道。 “我们聊了一会儿。我们聊了聊生产反物质…… 便宜。然后我就打发他们走了。” “是的，没错，”沃森说。 “在去哪儿的路上？”“噢，去一个朋友家。 我想你和弗兰克的爷爷都认识他——垃圾场狗。 一直到湖的另一边。” 爱迪生煞费苦心地检查了一块崭新的、闪闪发光的金表。 “他们应该玩得很开心…… 对…现在。很抱歉，你已经来不及挽救了

them." "You what?" exclaims Frank. "You gave them away to be smashed into scrap metal?" "Oh, no," says Edison. "I would never do something that crazy. I sold them. Got ten dollars." Frank grinds his teeth. He clenches his fists. He tenses every muscle. Then he shouts, "NOOOOOOOOO!" and runs right at Edison. Frank pulls back his fist, leaps over the desk, and is caught in midair by a strong, hairy arm. Watson jumps in, kicking and swinging crazily. Another strong, hairy arm wraps around his waist. Edison laughs a weird, panting laugh. "Throw them out, Mr. Chimp!" Frank and Watson struggle and flail and fight against Mr. Chimp. Watson kicks his legs helplessly in the air.

他们。”“你什么？”弗兰克惊呼道。 “你把它们送人，让人把它们砸成废铁？”“哦，不，”爱迪生说。 “我永远不会做那么疯狂的事情。 我把它们卖了。我有十块钱。” 弗兰克咬牙切齿。他握紧拳头。 他把每块肌肉都绷紧了。然后他大喊：“不！”并向爱迪生冲去。 弗兰克缩回拳头，跳过桌子，被一只强壮的、毛茸茸的手臂夹在半空中。 沃森跳了进去，疯狂地踢腿和摇摆。 另一只强壮的、毛茸茸的手臂搂着他的腰。 爱迪生发出一声奇怪的喘息的笑声。 “把它们扔出去，黑猩猩先生！”弗兰克和华生挣扎着，连枷打猩猩先生。 华生无助地在空中踢着腿。