THE LIGHTS GO OUT.
Everyone stops in the sudden darkness,
realizing instinctively it is a new escalation in the
struggle. Hicks looks at the board. Everything is out.
Doors. Video screens.
They cut the power.
What do you mean, they cut the
power? How could they cut the
power, man? They're animals.
INT. CORRIDOR 149
Hudson backtracks nervously, peering all around.
He looks stretched to the limit.
This signal's weird...must be
some interference or something.
There's movement all over the place...
Just get back here!
Well that's great, that's just fuckin' great man, now what
the fuck are we supposed to do? We're in some real pretty shit now
man... That's it man, game over man, game over, man! Game over! What the
fuck are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?
How long before we're declared overdue can we expect a
Seventeen days? Look man, I don't wanna rain on your
parade, but we're not gonna last seventeen hours! Those things are gonna
come in here just like they did before. And they're gonna come in
...and they're gonna come in here AND THEY'RE GONNA KILL
(dialogue from Aliens by James Cameron)
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