Pulp Fiction, 1955 · page 34 of 146
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THE LESSER BREED own race, working with those monsters to kill us all. And what does Major Tutin do about it? He sticks the swine in a cosy little cabin, out of harm’s way—he’ll be giving him a damned medal next! ““When we signed on at the I.C.C. offices, they filled us full of nonsense about new frontiers and rich oppor- tunities—but they didn’t tell us about other things. They didn’t tell us that our women would go through hell giving birth to monsters, or that we'd be cooped up in this garbage can and suffocated. Ill tell you, friends—we’ve been sold a pup. And I, for one, have had enough!”’ A deep throated murmur rose from the throats of the five hundred colonists. John- son caught sight of the two men standing in the doorway. Flushed with confidence that he had the sympathies of the audience, he pointed at Tutin. *‘There’s the man who can do something about it!” he roared. The sea of faces turned.- “Let him change the ship’s course and take us 33 back to Earth, where we belong!’ The crowd roared their approval. Tutin marched down the aisle, his face a mask of fury. He ignored Johnson as he stepped up onto the dais and turned to face the audience. “So these are the brave pioneers of Earth!’’ The voice had the bite of a lash. “Are you all snivelling children, to listen to the mouthings of this ignorant oaf? Do you realise the years of work and sweat that were given to make this project possible? And you want to throw it all away, because you haven’t the guts to carry on.” Admans watched in admira- tion as the admin officer flayed the audience with mer- ciless calm. Here was a man fighting for what he believed in—only Admans knew how wrong he was. “I kept Mayo alive, be- cause without him the an- droids could not be con- trolled efficiently,” continued Tutin. “While I am in com- mand of the Astraventurer, there will be no_ turning comiclooks.conrn