?" They Are, but the Nukes we gonna be throwin' are the big bitches." Ah, I see." So, like I wuz sayin' We got these little boys, we call 'em Darts. O...epilot per dart, ten darts to your ship. Each dart armed with a tenmegaton nuk'lar warhead. The pilot flies on in and looks fer an enemyship and latches on magnetically, then BOOM!" SO how does the pilot get back to the J.P.J."General Pucket spoke with finality, "They don't."Michelle thought and wondered where the pilots were going to come. Half the time, I suspected we were showing the only surviving copy of a movie. If I could save them from burning, I would.I rounded a corner and ended up almost nose to nose with her. I was too surprised to jump back. She looked confused for a moment, then grinned, "You're the projectionist." I am." She seemed to be waiting for more, so I added, "John." Dana," she said."You're leaving?" It was a dumb question. She had her coat and gloves on."I've seen this one already," she looked thoughtful.. She was a few years older than herself, perhaps, but an age ahead of her in terms of her obvious and arrogant self-confidence. And it was an arrogance firmly based on realism. This was not a woman to trifle with!Miranda turned to Patric."OK, Paddy! Piss off! Get lost, mate! We've girl things to talk about and girl things to do. I'll lock up."A grinning proprietor ambled back to his office and a few minutes later reappeared dressed in his coat - it was beginning to be a trifle chilly at nights -. " And then you're coming back? That's a lot of money for plane tickets."Kate finished folding the woolen sweater she was holding,"Well, I don't really have a choice, Will. Bob and Christa are going to need all the help they can get when he gets home from rehab." Mom, they haven't even released him into rehab yet. Once they do, it'll be at least a month or two before they send him home. Claire and I are here in the meantime to help out." Don't you have bills to pay, too? What about your work.