Alien Nation: Body and Soul Page #3

- Benson is furious.

- A snack, Dr. Tivoli?

- No, thank you.

- It's fresh kill.

No!

What?

Have you had

any contagious diseases?

Uh, just the usual kid's stuff.

Uh, mumps, measles.

- Okay. Any allergies?

- Uh, penicillin.

- And what's your blood type?

- O-positive.

And how large is your penis

when fully erect?

What?

- I don't really think that's your business.

- Matt, it's important.

- Matt.

- More or less.

Matt, this is

a medical clinic.

And are you currently

taking any medications?

You're very sad.

I'm nowhere on the chopper.

- It was probably somebody playing the TV too loud.

- No, no, no, no, Matt.

One of our birds saw the takeoff,

but no one wants to claim this flight-

not the feds, not E.M.S.,

not charter.

- Military? What about one

of the radio or TV stations?

- They're all accounted for.

- Thanks, Zap.

Detective Francisco.

- What?

- George.

Dr. Tivoli's been murdered.

Small caliber.

We've got a weapon.

She took one

through the head.

- Human took one through the heart.

- Any signs of a struggle?

Quick and clean,

so to speak.

It was a pro hit. There's no

fingerprints on the throat.

- I know. I know.

- Human's name was Penn.

Whoa! Chief of security

for Dextra.

And Jones's boss.

Yeah.

Matt!

Please. She was a great

benefactor to your race.

I'm done. We're ready

to bag it and drag it.

- You guys wanna have lunch?

- Yeah.

Well, thanks a lot.

That's been very helpful.

Hey, Tivoli's next of kin, a daughter,

she lives up north...

but the company

located her.

The late Mr. Penn had a pilot's license-

fixed-wing and helicopters.

- See if Dextra-

- Dextra has their own chopper.

I'll get the flight logs. Ooh! Albert.

I'm sorry. I'm- George. I'm getting

pictures from the giant from the ship.

- The ship?

- Terrible things.

Francisco, Sikes,

my office, now.

I've got what is probably the first

human-Newcomer downstairs.

I've got a Nobel Prize-winning

Newcomer in the morgue.

Captain Steroid's

in my holding cell...

and the press is all

over me like a rash.

What I don't have

are any answers.

Where are the parents? Where is

the evidence to charge this prisoner?

What the hell is going on at Dextra

Pharmaceuticals? Sikes, are you listening?

Oh, yeah. I was just wondering

what time the fashion show starts.

Lt. Smithford,

our public information officer.

- We have a P.I. O?

- Where do you hang out, Lieutenant?

Well, my work keeps me busy in

the community with the press corps.

Ah, to protect

and serve what? Cocktails?

- Sikes.

- Look, we can control the flow of information...

on Tivoli and Dextra- ongoing investigation,

full resources of the department...

one suspect in custody-

the usual stuff.

We can hold 'em-

for a while.

But if you can confirm

the child is a half-and-half...

we can put quite

a spin on that.

I'm talkin' national exposure

for this department.

Schedule a press conference.

And, Sikes...

you tell your girlfriend

I want confirmation in 24 hours.

Then the kid goes to Gingrich House

till you find the parents.

Now get back to work.

Cappuccino?

A day isn't enough time!

I can't verify a hybrid

with insufficient data.

- I know that.

- And the child is disabled.

She doesn't belong in an orphanage and

I'm not certain there aren't other problems.

You can always petition

juvy court.

I will as soon as I get custody.

Get out! Go home!

You should've never

come in the first place!

Slag lover!

Looks like a meeting

of folks that aren't gettin' any.

It's not funny. Just imagine

if the child is a hybrid.

If humans and Newcomers

reproduce offspring-

The basis of Newcomer

foreplay is humming.

Humming!

Now I like to start these sessions

with a little exercise.

Could we all stand, please?

Come on, Matt. Relax.

- Get into it.

- Only reason I'm here.

The process oflearning

how to make love...

requires letting go

of all those inhibitions.

Now I know many of you are

feeling very self-conscious right now...

so I wanna start

breaking down those barriers.

Let's everybody

hold hands.

Good. And say, "Hi," to that new friend

standing next to you.

- Hi.

- Hello.

Hi, I'm Phil Dirt.

Smithford.

- L-

- Close your eyes.

And let's all hum.

Man, oh, man.

Oh, these guys on the day shift,

they're doin' it to us again.

You better get a uniform

and tranq gun up here.

Well, she's much better off

here for the night than juvenile hall.

I just wish she would eat.

Come on, honey.

She's cute,

but sad, I think.

Something more

than just sadness.

Albert's connection

to her and the giant is very strong.

He told me of

some frightening images.

The giant may be from-

Oh, Celine, I hope not.

Do you think her parents

are Newcomer and human, Dad?

I'm not sure.

Cathy's not sure.

Making love to a human.

That could be somethin'.

Oh, is that why most

of your male friends are human?

You know, if you're considering having sex,

you should make sure they're properly educated.

- Otherwise you could hurt them.

- She ought to just stick to her own kind.

I think Matt should keep

his hands off of Cathy too.

Well, Buck, sometimes

I think you're jealous of Matt and Cathy.

No. L-I-It's just not right.

No, I think that class

they're taking is disgusting!

Love is a very powerful thing, Buck.

It can overcome all kinds of differences-

Even "specie-al. "

What happens to our species?

- That's a reasonable question.

- What do you mean?

Well, in the extreme-

I mean, if...

intermixing is projected

over several generations...

both humans and Newcomers could

evolve into a whole new species.

Yes! Tenctonese evolution

could be set back a thousand years.

There would be a whole new breed,

somewhere closer to the human race.

- Well, that's not necessarily true.

- It is!

You know the lowest form

always seeks its own kind.

That's mean! You know,

you're turning into a bigot.

- Better than a human wannabe.

- I am not!

That's Kevin...

who just happens to be human.

- Mm-hmm.

- You better not embarrass me, Buck.

- I'd watch her, if I were you.

- They're studying together.

- They're just friends.

- Today.

Oh, no, not at all. Come on in.

Oh, great.

You brought the Shakespeare.

I think you owe

your sister an apology.

Unlike some people, I'm not

gonna forget where I came from.

You mustn't.

There's a fine line between

pride and intolerance, Buck.

- I hope you won't ever cross it.

- I'm sure you'll let me know.

Well, as a matter of fact-

Your mother said you were very short

with Matt this morning.

- So?

- He's my good friend.

- He's our good friend.

- I'm allowed to have an opinion.

Of course. As long

as it isn't hurtful.

I'm sorry. He just

thinks he's such a stallion!

No freaks! No freaks!

No freaks! No freaks!

Stick to your own kind!

No freaks! No freaks!

No freaks! No freaks!

No freaks! No freaks!

George, I don't like the way she's looking

this morning. Her condition is deteriorating.

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