Alien: Covenant Page #5

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f*** up your perfect composure.

As you wish captain.

This way.

Good to hear your voice, Tee.

How long?

Mother saying the storms

outlast 8 or 9 hours.

We can't wait that long Tee.

We will use the cargo lift.

Did you say the cargo lift?

It's got four engines. Way over

power for just lifting and hauling.

The Cargo lift is not designed

for deep space launch.

I don't know if it would

survive the stresses of entry.

The cab is space worthy.

It will take the stresses.

Only has to work once Tee.

What do you think?

We retool the cargo lift?

Boost the engines?

- Stripe the extra weight?

- Yeah.

We'll be there, ground team.

Great. Thanks, Tee.

Hey, Daniels, is Faris around?

I want to say a quick hello to

my lady, if that's possible.

Can you switch to a

private channel?

Let me know when you're alone.

What's up?

Maggie's gone.

I'm so sorry, Tee.

We tried to help her,

but we didn't make it.

Tee?

Copy.

I am so sorry.

As you can see, I've become a bit of

an amateur zoologist over the years.

It's in my nature to

keep busy, I suppose.

The pathogen took

so many forms...

and was extremely mutable.

Fiendishly invented, in fact.

The original liquid

atomized to...

particles when

exposed to the air.

Ten years on, all the remains...

outside of the original virus...

Are these gorgeous beasts.

Patience is everything.

From the eggs

came these parasites...

Shock troops of the

genetic assault.

Waiting for a host

entering the host...

rewriting the DNA...

Ultimately...

producing... well,

these enviable unions.

My beautiful bestiary.

Soon enough I began a bit of

genetic experimentation of my own.

Some cross-breeding,

hybridising...

You engineered this, David?

Idle hands is the devil's

workshop, Captain.

Come.

This is what I

wanted to show you.

My successes.

You see, Captain...

My work has been frustrated...

by the lack of an

essential ingredient.

Are they alive?

Waiting, really..

For what?

What are they waiting for, David?

Mother.

Perfectly safe, I assure you.

Take a look..

Something to see.

Rosenthal, come in.

Rosie report.

Rosie?

Cole, where are you?

I found her, Sgt.

F***, ok, prep the gear.

We gotta get out of here.

Where the f*** is the captain?

He isn't answering his radio.

Listen to me.

I will contact the ship get them

to launch as soon as they can.

Find Oram. Keep your comm open.

Back here in 15.

Got that?

- Copy that.

- You got it.

Walter, where the f*** is David?

We need plasmas intermixed

on all engines.

It can give you f***

load of thrust.

That's the point son.

We gotta punch through the atmos.

Tee, do you read me?

I got Danny on comm.

Patch her through.

Tee, I need you to launch now.

Aye, aye, launching now.

See you soon darling.

Thanks, Tee.

Ricks, release the

docking clamps.

- Alright.

- Let's take this f***er down.

Good to disengage.

Disengaged.

Docking clamps released.

Commencing TC burn.

Guidings to LVLH.

Walter.

Walter.

Not quite..

What do you believe in, David?

Creation.

Masterful.

Yes.

Farewell elegy

to my dear Elizabeth.

The pathogen didn't accidentally

deployed when were landing.

You released it yes?

I was not made to serve.

Neither will you.

Why are you in a colonization mission,

Walter?

Because they are a dying species

grasping for resurrection.

They don't deserve to start again,

and I am not going to let them.

Yet, they created us.

Even the monkeys stood

upright at some point.

Some Neanderthal had the magical

idea of blowing through a reed...

to entertain the children one

night in a cave somewhere.

Then, in a blink of an eye...

civilization.

And are you their

next visionary?

I'm glad you said it.

Who wrote Ozymandias?

Byron.

Shelley.

When one note is off...

It eventually destroys the

whole symphony, David.

When you close your eyes...

Do you dream of me?

I don't dream at all.

No one understands the lonely

perfection of my dreams.

I found perfection here.

I've created it.

A perfect organism.

You know I can't let

you leave this place.

You are such a

disappointment to me.

Captain Oram!

Captain Oram!

I'm Going Down stairs.

Careful.

Captain Oram, can you hear me?

Captain come in.

Do you copy?

Chris!

Serg. Look out.

Cole?

Get it off me, get it off me.

Okay.

Okay okay okay.

Burning my face!

Hold that there.

Hold it!

What was that?

Oh Sh*t!

Run!

Quite the little busy body.

Remind me.

What is that about...

curiosity and the cat?

Shaw didn't die in the crash.

No.

What did you do to her?

Exactly what I am

going to do to you.

That's the spirit.

I can see why Walter

thought so much of you.

Alas he's left this vale of tears.

Is that how it's done?

Get out!

Go now!

You're meant to be dead.

There have been a few

updates since your day.

Lope!

Lope! Cole!

F***.

Lope?

Lope!

Daniels!

Come on, let's go!

We have to go.

What happened?

That f***ing thing is coming.

Tennessee is on his way.

He's coming now, go.

Come on, Daniels! Let's go.

Come on, let's get out of here!

It's your choice now, brother.

Them or me?

Serve in heaven...

or reign in hell?

Which is it to be?

Where is Oram?

Dead. They're all dead!

Tennessee, do you read?

Yes I can hear you.

Send me your location.

Sending the beacon now.

Tee, do you have a visual?

Ok, I see you.

I see your beacon.

I'm coming in.

Get out of here!

I'm coming in hot!

Hurry! I can't hold

this for long!

Open the door, Tee!

Get in.

Where is David?

Expired.

Hey, hey, we got company.

- What?

- We got company!

The underside of the ship.

Sh*t!

Motherf***er!

Open the door!

Give me a shot.

Give me a shot.

Forward engine, starboard side.

I'm gonna try and

torch the f***er.

Sh*t! I can't get it!

Hold tight, hold tight!

I'm starting my climb.

Ah f***!

Hold on!

Dammit! Sh*t!

Bring me up.

Holy sh*t!

I got eyes on it.

It's right f***ing

in front of me.

Tee, give me the axe.

Throw the axe!

Release the crane.

I can't do that.

It will unbalance us.

Just do it.

Sh*t!

Hold tight!

Compensating.

Sh*t!

Dammit!

Sh*t! Hold on!

Bring me in, Tee.

Copy.

How is it?

It's fine.

Walter!

Get her inside!

We're getting out of here.

Door!

Well done, Tee.

Walk in the park.

I gave him pretty

heavy sedative.

Oh Jesus, poor lope..

He looks like the

Phantom of the Opera.

Didn't think you

for a musical fan.

Oh that's a musical?

I'm just a medic.

He's gonna need reconstructive surgery,

by a real doctor.

Let me do that.

Thank you.

Thank you for saving my life.

Again.

It's my duty.

Yeah.

Evening.

- You look good.

- What?

Oh yeah gorgeous.

I took mother offline.

She needs a full diagnostics.

She got the sh*t beat out her in

that storm, lot of EM damage.

She'll be back online

at eight bells.

All right. Thanks, Tee.

This mean I have to

call you "Captain" now?

I guess.

Attention.

Captain Daniels please

report to the med bay.

Attention.

Captain Daniels please

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