Chapter 4

Chapter Four Just a few days later, I'm up early, playing with my Helidrone. I hang beef jerky off it, and Rover tries to pluck it in midair.

就在几天后，我起得很早，玩着我的Helidrone。 我把牛肉干挂在上面，罗孚试图在半空中摘下它。

That's when Quint calls me up to the tree house. Minutes later, we're all gathered upstairs—me leaning against the doorway, trying to look Star- Lord cool. Quint has a smile on his face that's different from any Quint smile I've seen before. Closest comparison: when we got opening night, midnight tickets to see the second Avengers movie. The look is a mixture of shock and excitement— like he won the dork lottery. He flicks on the radio, and the little light turns green. It's working! "I repaired it. But the issue," Quint says, "is the range of the antenna. I need parts to make the antenna fully functional. But I can and will. Soon, we will be able to listen to whoever is talking out there." June looks at Quint, down at the radio, and then back to Quint. And she erupts...

这时昆特叫我去树屋。 几分钟后，我们都聚集在楼上——我靠在门口，试图让自己看起来很酷。 昆特脸上的笑容和我以前见过的任何一个昆特的笑容都不一样。 最接近的对比：当我们拿到首映夜的午夜票去看第二部《复仇者联盟》时。 他的表情既震惊又兴奋，就像中了彩票一样。 他打开收音机，小灯变绿了。 这是工作!“我修好了。 但问题是，”昆特说，“是天线的范围。 我需要让天线完全正常工作的零件。 但我能，也愿意。很快，我们就能听到外面的声音了。” 琼看了看昆特，低头看了看收音机，然后又看了看昆特。 她爆发了……

Quint you magnificent basket case! That's fantastic! Quint is beaming. I see tears in June's eyes. Big, fat, happy tears. "Jack, isn't this wonderful?" "Um, yes!" I say. "Imagine the cool stuff we can do now! We can meet monsters! We can trade weapon designs! Exchange key information about .e...c.! We need to learn radio jargon—I want to know all that classic long-haul truck driver lingo." And suddenly, I'm imagining myself as a tough guy post-apocalyptic truck driver—possibly the most macho job ever...

你这华丽的废柴！那太棒了!昆特喜气洋洋。 我看到琼的眼里含着泪水。 又大又胖又开心的眼泪。“杰克，这不是很棒吗？”“嗯,是的!”我说。 “想象一下我们现在能做多少酷的事情！”我们可以遇见怪物！我们可以交换武器设计！交换关于…的关键信息…我们需要学习无线电行话——我想知道所有经典的长途卡车司机行话。” 突然间，我把自己想象成一个后世界末日时代的硬汉卡车司机——可能是有史以来最有男子气概的工作……

Breaker breaker situation. Dire, low on gas, but cheeks asleep. Monsters on the horizon. "Jack," June says, snapping me out of my end-of-the-world truck driver fantasies. "Jack, my parents. Our families. We can find out where they are. Remember what I told you, at the school?" I think back to that moment on our middle- school roof, many months ago...

断路器情况。 可怕，没气了，但脸颊睡着了。 怪物在地平线上。“杰克，”琼说，把我从世界末日卡车司机的幻想中拉了出来。 “杰克，我的父母。我们的家庭。 我们可以找到他们在哪里。 还记得我在学校跟你说的话吗？”我回想起几个月前在我们中学屋顶上的那一刻……

My parents are out there, Jack. I saw them. And someday we're gonna be reunited. "Of course! That too!" I say. "I mean—that's fantastic. Right? Obviously fantastic. Finding your parents. Good. Great." I look to Quint. He still has that odd smile on his face. "Quint, buddy. Who knows... You might get to see your family again." Quint exhales very slowly, then nods. The corner of his mouth is upturned in a cautious smile. And again I feel that anxious, sweaty, pit-in-the-stomach feeling I had at the fire station, when we

我父母在外面，杰克。 我看到他们了。总有一天我们会团聚的。 “当然!那太!”我说。 “我是说——那太棒了。 对吧?显然太棒了。 找到你的父母。好。 好了。”我指望昆特。他脸上还挂着那种奇怪的笑容。 “五胞胎,巴迪。谁知道…… 你也许能再见到你的家人。” 昆特慢慢地呼了口气，然后点了点头。 他嘴角上扬，露出一丝谨慎的微笑。 我又一次感受到在消防站时那种焦虑，出汗，忐忑的感觉，当我们

first discovered it was a radio making the noise. My head starts spinning. Dirk and June are discussing the radio, and Quint is already sketching plans for how to boost the range. My friends' voices swirl around me, and I feel sweat pouring down my forehead. I try to swallow, but my mouth is desert dry. "Guys, I just need a little fresh, um, what's the word... Fresh cookies...? Fresh breath? I mean... ah... fresh air, I think...." My voice trails off as I step through the door, out onto the deck. It's late autumn—or as I call it, "fancy fall"— and the air is cool. But my entire body is hot. My heart is palpitating. I have a palpitating heart. And that's a BAD KIND OF HEART! Why? What's happening? Like—like, panic. Real panic. I'm freaking out. And I don't know why! My legs feel wobbly and useless. I need a cool drink. I'd kill for an ice-cold Capri Sun. I reach into our rainwater collector, scoop some water into my hands, and splash it on my face.

首先发现是收音机发出的声音。 我的头开始旋转。德克和琼正在讨论无线电，昆特已经在草拟如何扩大范围的计划了。 我的朋友们的声音在我周围旋转，我感到汗水从我的额头上流下来。 我想吞咽，但我的嘴是干燥的。 “伙计们，我只是需要一点新鲜的，嗯，怎么说来着……” 新鲜的饼干……?新鲜的气息吗? 我的意思是……啊…新鲜空气，我想....” 我穿过门，走到甲板上，我的声音渐渐变小了。 现在是深秋——或者用我的话说，“华丽的秋天”——空气很凉爽。 但我全身都很热。 我的心怦怦直跳。我的心怦怦直跳。 那是一颗不好的心！为什么? 发生什么事情了?比如,恐慌。 真正的恐慌。我吓坏了。 我不知道为什么！我的腿摇摇晃晃，毫无用处。 我需要一杯冷饮。我想要一杯冰凉的卡普里太阳酒。 我把手伸进我们的雨水收集器，舀了一些水到我的手上，然后把它溅在我的脸上。