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The
ship
,
in
flattening
out
had
in
fact
flattened
out
upside
down
and
lying
on
the
ceiling
as
they
were
it
was
now
totally
impossible
for
any
of
the
crew
to
reach
the
guidance
systems
.
"
At
the
end
of
the
storm
...
"
crooned
Eddie
.
The
two
missiles
loomed
massively
on
the
screens
as
they
thundered
towards
the
ship
.
"
...
is
a
golden
sky
...
"
But
by
an
extraordinarily
lucky
chance
they
had
not
yet
fully
corrected
their
flight
paths
to
that
of
the
erratically
weaving
ship
,
and
they
passed
right
under
it
.
"
And
the
sweet
silver
songs
of
the
lark
...
Revised
impact
time
fifteen
seconds
fellas
...
Walk
on
through
the
wind
...
"
The
missiles
banked
round
in
a
screeching
arc
and
plunged
back
into
pursuit
.
"
This
is
it
,
"
said
Arthur
watching
them
.
"
We
are
now
quite
definitely
going
to
die
are
n't
we
?
"
"
I
wish
you
'd
stop
saying
that
,
"
shouted
Ford
.
"
Well
we
are
are
n't
we
?
"
