經典科幻文學:《宇宙盡頭的餐館》第3章6

“Does it have to be now?”
The ship continued to shake and thunder. The temperature was rising. The light was getting dimmer – all the energy the computer didn’t require for thinking about tea was being pumped into the raPidly fading force-field.
“Yeah!” insisted Zaphod. “Listen Ford, I think he may be able to help us.”
“Are you sure you mean think? Pick your words with care.”
“Suggest something else we can do.”
“Er, well…”
“OK, round the central console. Now. Come on! Trillian, Monkeyman, move.”
They clustered round the central console in confusion, sat down and, feeling exceptionally foolish, held hands. With his third hand Zaphod turned off the lights.
Darkness gripped the ship.
Outside, the thunderous roar of the Definit-Kil cannon continued to rip at the force-field.
“Concentrate,” hissed Zaphod, “on his name.”
“What is it?” asked Arthur.
“Zaphod Beeblebrox the Fourth.”
“What?”

“非得現在嗎？”
飛船繼續震盪着，發出轟響。溫度在上升。燈光逐漸變暗——電腦思考茶的問題時用不着的能量都被集中到正在迅速崩潰的防護盾上去了。
“是的！”贊福德堅持道，“聽着，福特，我認爲他有辦法幫助我們。”
“你真的這麼‘認爲’嗎？選擇詞彙時得注意點兒。”
“那你給個建議吧，除此之外我們還能幹什麼。”
“嗯，那麼……”
“好了，過來圍着中心控制檯。就現在，來吧！崔莉恩、猴子，動起來。”
大家困惑不解地圍攏到中控臺前，坐下來，手拉着手，覺得自己非常傻。贊福德則用第三隻手關掉燈。
黑暗籠罩了飛船。
船艙外，精確輻射炮火轟鳴着，咆哮着，繼續撕裂着防護盾。
“集中意念，”贊福德悄聲說，“默唸他的名字。”
“他叫什麼？”阿瑟問道。
“贊福德·畢博布魯克斯四世。”
“什麼？”