30 A Means to an End

30 A Means to an End "AND WHERE, I WONDER, IS PEANUT JONES?" boomed 67's voice over the speakers. "COME OUT, MEDIUM-SIZED HUMAN, WHEREVER YOU ARE..." "Why!?" shouted Dad. "What do you want her for!?" "AH, GARY JONES," said 67. "MY OLD FRIEND. I'M SO SORRY TO HAVE DONE THIS TO YOU EXCEPT, OF COURSE, I'M NOT. YOU SEE, WITHOUT YOUR HELP I NEVER WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET TO WHERE I AM TODAY THAT IS TO SAY, UP HERE LOOKING AT YOU- DOWN THERE!" "But... but I trusted you, 67," said Dad, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't understand. Why are you doing this?"

30 达成目标的手段 “我倒想知道，花生·琼斯在哪里？” 67的声音透过扬声器隆隆响起。 “出来吧，中等身材的人类，不管你躲在哪里……” “为什么要这样！”爸爸吼道。 “你抓她想干什么！” “啊，加里·琼斯，”67说道。 我的老朋友。 我很抱歉对你做出这种事，不过，我当然不后悔。 你知道，没有你的帮助我永远不可能走到今天这一步，也就是说，我现在站在这里，看着在下面的你！ “可是……可是我信任你啊，67，”爸爸说，声音激动得发哑。 我不明白。 你为什么要这么做？

"BLAME IT ON MY PROGRAMMING," said the robot. "I GUESS I'M JUST MADE THIS WAY." "But... you rescued me from the Spire." "THAT WAS A MEANS TO AN END," replied the robot. "I TOLD YOU, OUR PLAN WAS CREATIVE. EVERYTHING THAT WE HAVE DONE WE HAVE DONE FOR A REASON. EACH ACT HAS BEEN A STEPPING STONE TO GET TO THE NEXT STAGE OF THE PLAN. EACH CAREFULLY CONSIDERED DECISION DESIGNED TO BRING US A TINY BIT CLOSER TO OUR ULTIMATE GOAL." "But if your plan was to trap me down here in the Rainbow Lake, why didn't you just leave me in the Spire?" said Dad. "INITIALLY, WE WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU WERE OUT OF THE PICTURE," explained the robot. "COMPLETELY, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. WE COULDN'T HAVE CONTÉ'S HEIR

“要怪就怪我的编程，”机器人说。 “我想我生来就是这样。” “可是……是你把我从尖塔救出来的。” “那只是达成目标的手段而已，”机器人回答。 “我早就说过，我们的计划别出心裁。 我们做的每一件事都有对应的原因。 每一步都是通往计划下一阶段的垫脚石。 每一个深思熟虑的决定，都让我们离最终目标更近一点点。” “可是如果你的计划是把我困在彩虹湖这里，那你当初为什么不把我留在尖塔？”爸爸说。 “一开始，我们就是要确保你完全出局，”机器人解释道。 彻彻底底的，懂我意思吧。 我们不能让孔特的继承人

GETTING HOLD OF PENCIL NUMBER ONE. BUT THEN, YOUR PESKY DAUGHTER STOLE THE PENCIL FROM US. THAT WAS WHEN WE REALISED THAT WE NEEDED YOU AROUND AFTER ALL. TO HELP US." "You knew Peanut would bring the pencil to me?" "AFFIRMATIVE. WELL, WE STRONGLY SUSPECTED SHE WOULD, AT LEAST. AND WE WERE CORRECT, WEREN'T WE? SPEAKING OF WHICH, I'LL ASK THE QUESTION ONE MORE TIME..." 67's red eyes scanned the crowd below them again. "WHERE ARE YOU, PEANUT JONES?"

拿到一号铅笔。 可就在这时，你那讨厌的女儿把铅笔从我们手里偷走了。 那时候我们才反应过来，我们终究还是需要你留下来帮忙。 帮我们的忙。” “你早就知道花生会把铅笔带给我？” 没错。 唔，至少我们非常肯定她会这么做。 而我们猜对了，不是吗？ 话说回来，我再问一次……” 67的红眼睛再次扫过下方的人群。 “花生·琼斯，你在哪里？”