"Asimov, Isaac - Robot City - Robots and Aliens 03 - Intruder - Robert Thurston" - читать интересную книгу автора (Asimov Isaac)

?Isn?t that just a carryover from having played the role??
?Maybe. But I do relate to the character. I?m alone??
?Hey, you?ve got me.?
?I didn?t mean it that way. I mean that I have to be in charge of this city.?
?There?s a saying somewhere about its being lonely at the top.?
?Something like that. I?m never sure what I do is right. My father didn?t really tell me how to take care of things. Just made me leader and took off. I don?t know who my mother is. I don?t really know what my mission is. Stuff like that. They?re not the same as Hamlet?s, but they?re similar uncertainties.?
?Maybe what destroyed Hamlet is he thought too much about what he was doing. Like you?re doing now. Snap out of it, my love. You?re not Hamlet. If anything, you?re a hero, a man of action rather than a procrastinator. These, what you call uncertainties, are only human reactions to, well, the uncertainty of existence.?
Derec laughed. ?Now you?re getting too heavy.?
?I have been putting on a bit of weight. Ever since falling in love with you, my love. So let?s get moving. I need the exercise, and you need some work to get the glooms out of your head.?
?It?s a deal. You know what we have to do? Find Avernus, Dante, Rydberg, Euler, all the other Supervisor robots who link up to the computer. They must know what?s going on around here. And we can hack through the computer itself, see if we can come up with something.?
?Okay, buddy.?
Holding hands, they started in the direction of the Compass Tower. After they?d walked a few steps, two humanoid robots came running by. They were tossing around a large metal sphere, perhaps an oversized ball bearing from somewhere. The sphere went back and forth between them. From their speaker grilles came a continuous outpouring of satisfied sounds.
?What was that?? Derec said after they had passed. He would have stopped to interview them, but he had been too amazed at the sight to think of any logical action.
?They seem to be playing some sort of game.?
?Game? Robots playing games??
?Odd, I agree. Kinda cute, though. I never thought much about robots having fun.?
?I?m not sure robots are supposed to have fun.?
?Don?t be a spoilsport.?
?Maybe I?m jealous. I wouldn?t mind having the time to throw a ball around.?
?Well, we could join in. But, from the size and apparent weight of that ball, I think one catch?d flatten either one of us. I know what you mean, though. I?d like to return to Aurora and hike across a few fields, or just lie about and enjoy a rigorously enforced lethargy.?
?Still, that game there is just another anomaly for us to consider. Why aren?t they occupied with their duties? Who could have told all these robots to take time off to dance and play ball??
?Maybe we?re just not used to them having time off.?
?No, it?s more than that. Robots don?t have time off. Whenever they?re not doing something, they just stand there. On Aurora, you people store them in those wall-niches. And why in blazes would any robots ever play games? And, if a robot is playing a game like that and making happy sounds, does that mean it?s having fun? Is there any way it could feel the sensation of??
?Stop! I?m not up to one those positronic conundrums right now. You can be terribly single-minded, darling.?
?And you love me for it.?
?Only when I?m what you?re single-minded about.?
They stopped walking for a moment to kiss. A robot passing by whistled: Unused to such rude behavior from a robot, Derec angrily broke from the embrace and ran up to the whistler, ordering it to halt. It stood, awaiting Derec?s words.
?Did you whistle just now??
?Yes. You know how to whistle, don?t you? You just pucker up your lips and blow.?
?I know how to whistle. But how do you know? You don?t even have lips to pucker up.?
?A technicality. I can reproduce any human sound using my mimicry integrals.?
?You have mimicry integrals??
?I do now.?
?You didn?t once??
?Until recently, I didn?t.?
?And you can copy human sounds??
?Name one, kid. Please.?
?You shouldn?t call me kid.?
?I was not aware of that. I call everyone kid.?
?Well, not me. And why aren?t you answering my questions??
?I don?t cotton to the third degree, copper.?
?Kid, cotton, copper? You?re using slang, aren?t you??
?You ain?t just a kiddin?, kid.?
?Where did you learn slang??
?Same place I learned whistling.?
?And you never told me that. Okay, start back at the beginning. Where did you learn to whistle??
?I saw it in a movie.?
?A movie? You watch movies? How is that possible??
?There are many stored in the Compass Tower, pal. They are for research. We must study humans to understand them, kiddo. And there ain?t been many o? you fellas around Robot City, so how else can we study you? We obtain the movies from the computer?s entertainment system.?
?Is that what?s going on here then? You robots?ve been watching old movies??