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When George could open his eyes again, the photograph of Harrison was gone. A living, breathing Harrison filled the screen.
當喬治再次睜開眼睛時，哈里森的照片已經不見了。一個活生生的、喘著氣的哈里森占滿整個熒幕。
Clanking, clownish, and huge, Harrison stood in the center of the studio. The knob of the uprooted studio door was still in his hand. Ballerinas, technicians, musicians, and announcers fell on their knees before him, expecting to die.
全身叮當作響、像小丑一般的、高大的哈里森站在演播室中央，手上仍抓著扯下來的演播室的門把。他四周的芭蕾舞者、技術人員、樂師和播音員都跪倒在地上，以為自己死定了。
"I am the Emperor!" cried Harrison. "Do you hear? I am the Emperor! Everybody must do what I say at once!" He stamped his foot and the studio shook.
“我是皇帝！”哈里森大吼，“你們聽到了嗎？我是皇帝！所有人都必須馬上按我說的去做！”他跺了一下腳，整個演播室轟然搖晃。
"Even as I stand here—" he shouted, "crippled, hobbled, sickened—I am a greater ruler than any man who ever lived! Now watch me become what I can become!”
“即使我站在這里——”他怒吼著，“被弄殘廢、被束縛、被丑化——我還是比任何人都偉大的統治者！現在看看我可以變成什么樣！”
Harrison tore the straps of his handicap from his back, tore straps guaranteed to support five thousand pounds.
哈里森扯掉背上綁殘障物的帶子，那些承受得住5000磅重量的帶子。
Harrison's scrap-iron handicaps crashed to the floor.
哈里森身上廢鐵做的殘障物摔到了地上。
Harrison thrust his thumbs under the bars of the lock that secured his head harness. The bar snapped immediately, and Harrison smashed his headphones and spectacles against the wall.
哈里森把兩個大拇指伸進鎖住頭部殘障物的掛鎖底下，掛鎖應聲而斷。哈里森把耳機和眼鏡也摔到墻上。
He flung away his rubber-ball nose, revealing a man who would have awed Thor, the god of thunder.
他扯下橡皮球鼻子，露出一張足以媲美索爾——北歐雷霆之神——的臉龐。
"I shall now select my Empress!" he said, looking down on the cowering people. "Let the first woman who dares rise to her feet claim her mate and her throne!"
“現在我要挑選我的皇后！”他說著低頭看向蜷縮著的人們，“第一個敢站起來的女子就能得到丈夫和后位！”
