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Znalazłem samochody, którym brakowało kół, koła, którym brakowało samochodów, przedziurawioną piłkę do gry w nogę, mnóstwo pionków do gry w chińczyka, klocki i przeczytane książki z pokolorowanymi obrazkami.

Znalazłem samochody, którym brakowało kół, koła, którym brakowało samochodów, przedziurawioną piłkę do gry w nogę, mnóstwo pionków do gry w ...

Tym bardziej że obiad robił tata i złościł się, że nie może znaleźć otwieracza do konserw, i były tylko sardynki i mnóstwo zielonego groszku.

Tym bardziej że obiad robił tata i złościł się, że nie może znaleźć otwieracza do konserw, i były tylko sardynki i mnóstwo zielonego groszku...

The Hunters are as individual as each and every one of us here," he had told them. "They have different skills, different abilities, different approaches and procedures. What they do all have in common is that they’re incredibly fast, incredibly strong, and utterly ruthless in combat. They also have a code of honor – they do not kill unarmed innocents. But forget about that, because in your case it will not apply. In terms of equipment, the Hunter will almost certainly have a cloaking device that renders it virtually invisible – though, as we’ve already discussed, there are chinks in the armor that we can exploit if we remain alert. Beyond that, you should expect the unexpected. Virtually every time we’ve come up against one of these bastards, they’ve been touting something we haven’t seen before.".

The Hunters are as individual as each and every one of us here," he had told them. "They have different skills, different abilities, differe...

He pulls on his stubbly chin. "I think you're right... Plagiarus praepotens is real." There it is. Her life's work, or the work for her life. The second animal that none of the Company researchers seem to recognize--a bacterial terror that can rewrite DNA orders of magnitude faster than CRISPR technology. Weyland-Yutani thinks the face-huggers are larval snatchers, but they're really hosts for the deadliest pathogen in the universe. And within the genetic code of praepotens lies an unlimited potential for a cure for her genetic disorder--for everyone's disorders.

He pulls on his stubbly chin. "I think you're right... Plagiarus praepotens is real." There it is. Her life's work, or the work for her life...

Two things about the chestbursters, mate. One, if they can't find a hole in their cages, they dig in and eat for a day. Two, they take on the characteristics of the host. All of the adults in our cages have got chimp proportions, and they favor loping on all fours. They don't look like the file drawings that Weyland-Yutani sent with the egg samples".

Two things about the chestbursters, mate. One, if they can't find a hole in their cages, they dig in and eat for a day. Two, they take on th...

The great torus had revolved of its own accord, each of the chevrons automatically falling into place. But they were not lining up with the constellation coordinates carved into the glowing crystal! The medallion was a special key, coding the Star-Gate to a destination it would never reach in its normal operation!

The great torus had revolved of its own accord, each of the chevrons automatically falling into place. But they were not lining up with the ...

Hathor approached the StarGate with the medallion in her hand. She stopped at the carving that represented the constellation Serpens Caput—the serpent's head. Hathor pressed the amulet to the center star of the constellation and stepped back. The huge gold-quartz ring swung into silent operation, revolving, then stopping as the triangular chevrons clicked into place. Then Daniel noticed that the place markers were not locking on to the usual constellation signs. It seemed that Ra had designed the portal to two different coordinate codes—the constellations, which everyone in his empire used, and the spaces between the star signs, which was apparently his secret! The final chevron fell into place, provoking that odd harmonic which accompanied the formation of the StarGate's energy fields. Energy gushed forth in the usual way, then settled into that deceptively placid-looking rippling pool of light. Daniel found his wrist grasped in a strong, competent hand.

Hathor approached the StarGate with the medallion in her hand. She stopped at the carving that represented the constellation Serpens Caput—t...

Setim!" Hathor spat the word, ignoring Daniel Jackson's look of surprise. She knew this stiff-necked race of old. They'd been Ra's first servants, inhabitants of Tuat-the-world. They were the builders, the craftsmen—the ones who had probably fabricated the StarGate that had brought her and Daniel to this treasure trove.

Setim!" Hathor spat the word, ignoring Daniel Jackson's look of surprise. She knew this stiff-necked race of old. They'd been Ra's first ser...

He turned desperately to O'Neil. "Look, we've been through a lot that could be considered comicbook science fiction. Read my lips. Hathor has gotten her hands on a spaceship that makes the one we're in right now look like a pimple. How big is it? That flying palace Ra used to travel around in was this thing's nose cone. It's full of very high technology from that extinct race whose last survivor was Ra—or half of Ra. There are weapons aboard this mother that could fry Kansas.

He turned desperately to O'Neil. "Look, we've been through a lot that could be considered comicbook science fiction. Read my lips. Hathor ha...