Alien Nation: Dark Horizon Page #6

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Anyhow, Susanm- [Sighs]

This is really difficult for me.

You know, some people have

this stupid prejudice.

I think it's terrible.

But... we do have to sell our house.

- Yes?

- Please don't take this the wrong way.

But could you keep Buck and Emily

inside this afternoon?

- Inside?

- Oh, God, this is so hard for me.

You see, some people come into

a neighborhood, they see Newcomersm-

You understand?

Yes, I understand.

Get out of my house, Penny.

And take this.

You know this has nothing

to do with how I feel.

Just get out.

Get out!

- I'm starved.

- There's cookies for you.

- I'm gonna get some ivy.

- Okay.

- Hey, Mrs. Francisco.

- Emily.

- What?

- Take the ivy from the backyard.

I hate the ivy in the backyard.

There's no snails.

- Emily, please!

- God, Mom, what's your problem?

[Grunting]

- Have you read Darwin?

- He's on my list.

Darwinian theory states

that Homo sapiens evolved...

from them.

I can see that.

I don't like zoos very much,

to tell you the truth.

Well, captivitym-

it's a little too close to home.

I still think about

being a slave every day.

But I suppose

that's not a bad thing.

It helps me appreciate

my freedom all the more.

There's so much I wanna do,

so much I wanna learn.

This new world is so full

of possibilities.

We can have

our dreams now.

I'm sure it's a healthy thing-

Susan reexamining her roots.

- It's just sometimes I feel

Ahpossno manipulates her.

- Aha!

- You still think he's the Second Coming?

- "Second"?

Matt, I have never

met him before in my life.

Albert, have you decided on

the color of your wedding gown?

- I called the wedding off.

- How come?

'Cause May deserves better

than a Number Four, an idiot.

- Oh, Albert.

- Heym-

[George]

It's Ahpossno's fault.

He reminded Albert

that he's different.

- Oh. It's your fault too!

- What?

- Albert called off his wedding.

- Why is that my fault?

"Albert, you call this a clean ashtray?

The doorknobs are sticky.

- Albert, brush my teeth."

- Hey, look.

I only expect him to perform

the basic duties of his job description.

Yeah, yeah.

I got your job description.

Matt, S.I.D.'s analysis of the fibers found

under Kenny Bunkport's fingernails...

contain a particular

quartz silicate.

Gaminite?

##[Tenctonese]

[Susan]

Emily, I want to talk to you.

##[Continues]

I heard that back on Tencton, a warrior

would have to fight for his serdso.

That was

the ultimate challenge, yes.

In a duel... to take another's life

and soul.

Did you ever do that?

I've killed,

but never so nobly.

Mom wants us to move away!

- What?

- She's in the kitchen.

I'm not leaving my friends,

my school, my mall!

- I'll go live with Jill!

- Susanm-

Penny came by today.

She asked if we could stay inside...

so we wouldn't scare off people

who might buy her house.

- Penny's a fool. She always has been.

- It's not just Penny, George.

They want to exterminate us.

We don't belong here.

We can paint the walls all we want,

but we're never gonna make this our home.

- Where do you suggest we go?

- There are communities in

the mountains just for Tenctonese.

You want us

to segregate ourselves?

We'd be safe, George.

- And we wouldn't have to depend on humans.

- The world is too small.

- Everyone on this planet

depends on everyone else!

- We tried living with Terts.

It just doesn't work.

We should live with our own, right?

He's been in the desert for five years.

What does he know?

He hasn't been polluted by them.

He is still Tenctonese.

I see.

When you were on Yderon mining oxmer,

didn't you depend on other species?

- That was Yderon.

- [Susan] What does that have to do with this?

There were no oxmer mines

on Yderon.

I don't know who you are

or where you came from...

but I want you out

of my house by tomorrow.

- [Buck] Dadl

- Tomorrow!

Throwing Ahpossno out

won't change anything.

Look, it'll be okay.

Every marriage has its ups and downs.

- You're divorced.

- Yeah, well, so I know about the downs.

- Here's your breakfast.

- Thank you, May.

- Here's yours.

- Thanks. Hey, I got something, George.

That silicate gaminite-

it's used in making ceramics.

Closest ceramics factory

is in the Mojave.

A small town called Cantil.

[Spits]

What is this?

Oh, uh, marmot entrail.

[Shouts In Tenctonese]

Scrambled eggs.

She's mixed up our orders again.

Francisco,

is this your pancreas?

Probably Sergeant Gosling's.

She always eats pancreas in the morning.

May has fallen apart ever since Albert

called off the wedding.

- You gotta do something about this.

- Me?

All right, all right.

I'll think of something.

- Matt, what was the name

of that town in the Mojave?

- Cantil.

A truck was found abandoned

in Little Tencton.

Registered to that

missing rancher, Raymond Taylor.

He lives in Cantil.

- [Birds Cawing]

- The last anyone saw Raymond was five days ago.

Fred Nader over at the filling station

sold him a tank of gas.

He remembers, 'cause just a few minutes later,

he saw that shootin' star.

You know ifTaylor knew

a Kenny Bunkport?

- Did he often go into L. A?

- Beats me.

- Matt, I wanna check that out.

- What?

- I don't see anything.

- Vultures.

[Vultures Cawing]

Tire marks.

Twelve inches.

Same as Taylor's.

Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!

It's Taylor.

[Coughs]

That's odd.

Look at the broken ribs.

- Taylor was hit repeatedly under the arm.

- In the axilla.

- What's that mean?

- He was attacked as if he were a Newcomer.

Why? Sure as hell don't look like one.

No offense, partner.

The murderer finally broke

Taylor's neck.

He could've used Taylor's truck to drive to L.A.,

where he killed Bunkport.

- I got a suspect for you, George.

- Ahpossno.

Comes out of the desert after five years,

the same day Taylor's murdered.

He would've needed clothing,

transportation.

Tries to kill Taylor, but he doesn't know about

humans, so he finally breaks Taylor's neck.

- That's so circumstantial.

- Come on, Detective Two.

He's a whatchamacallitm-

am- a Tenctonese samurai.

He kills with his hands.

And where did we find

that dead Newcomer Bunkport?

At the hospital,

the first place we met Ahpossno.

I'm gettin' S.I.D. Out here.

In addition to that, human defenses

will be easy to overcome.

They have only primitive

nuclear weapons...

and chemical agents

that don't affect us.

While we're picking up the Tenctonese

in Southern California...

a second ship will begin

human deportation...

in these densely populated areas

in India.

This is a big mistake.

The Tenctonese will never

make good slaves again.

Your humansm- [Laughs]

Your humans are worthless.

- You've argued against this from the beginning.

- Because we're settled.

We have our families.

We have our businesses.

And I, for one, have no desire to climb

back aboard a slave ship.

You're an Overseer.

You have your duty.

As far as I'm concerned,

those days are over.

Excuse me.

None of us can escape our duty.

You all have your assignments.

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