Alien Raiders Page #3

Now if you haven't been infected,

you will be cleared.

- What if we have been infected?

- Then you're dead already.

Look, let's just take it one step at a time.

All right?

Ho, ho, ho. Come on. 'Tis the season.

Okay.

Write your last name on the lid there.

- What?

- Just write your f***ing name on it.

I already biopsied half the specimens.

What did you find?

They are twice as big

as anything we've seen.

So far, they're all female.

All fertile.

All right. Let's get to it.

Tarkey, are you married?

- What?

- Are you married?

No. Yeah. No.

I'm divorced.

I want you to look at my fingers.

Do you see a red line?

Uh...

Uh...

No red line.

- Which finger?

- Pinky, your left.

- Pinky.

- When did you get divorced?

Um...

There was this other guy at work.

He was in the Sales Department.

I didn't ask you why. I asked you when.

When did you get divorced?

Um...

Just take a deep breath.

Calm down.

Answer the question.

It was...

...three years ago.

You dating anyone?

Why? Uh...

I mean, um...

No. I mean, there's some online serv...

No! Don't touch me! No, no, no!

- Stop moving! Don't move!

- All right, calm down! Calm down!

I got money. I got money.

I got money. I got money.

You can have it. You can have it.

Look, look. Here.

- Slow.

- Okay. Okay.

I got... I got money. Look.

- Where did that come from?

- Where do you think?

Not in his ass.

Looks like Mr. Tarkey's a thief.

Look, look. It's, like, $2000 there.

You can just have it.

- Sit.

- And you can go.

- You can just take...

- Sit the f*** down!

Take them.

All right.

If anybody goes to get that gun,

it's gonna be me.

Oh, yeah, old man?

What, are you out of your mind?

Manny the Man's gonna get that gun.

- Then I'm gonna take all these fools out.

- Don't be stupid.

Listen.

I've had a lot of weapons training.

I'm an expert marksman.

Are you military or something?

I teach a shop class

at the public high school.

F***ing teacher?

- Okay.

- Oh, man.

You come in firing,

we'll tackle him from behind.

There's...

There's a backdoor

at the end of the corridor.

It'll take you to the meat counter

where the freezer is.

Shh, shh.

All right, I can make it.

- I can't believe this is happening.

- Hey!

Some of us have to piss, eh?

Man, it's a free country.

Go let loose, all right?

Yeah, rale to you too.

All right, the box cutter.

Give me the box cutter.

Yeah.

This is Detective Seth Steadman.

I'm in charge of the negotiations.

Am I speaking to an Aaron Ritter?

That's right.

Okay, Aaron.

I thought you should know

we found your van.

- I figured.

- I wanna help, okay?

But I can only do that

if you tell me what you need.

Why don't you tell me

what's going on in there?

- Lf I told you, you wouldn't believe me.

- Yeah, well.

I've had some pretty

crazy rides myself.

- Why don't you try?

- I'm a little busy right now.

Well, it must be pretty big.

You're a long way from home.

I go where the work is.

That means you're a hardworking man.

Got a lot of respect for that.

Tell me. Is it anything that your daughter,

K.C., would understand?

There's a lot of people

in there that we're worried about, okay?

There's a lot

of worried mothers and fathers.

I want you to bring me a woman

named Charlotte Breen.

Charlotte Breen.

Okay, that's a start. I like that.

Tell me if there's anybody else there

that's hurt. Give me some name...

Charlotte Breen.

You'll find her at Phoenix Station 508.

Arrested on drunk and disorderly

and possession two weeks ago.

I'd have bailed her out myself,

but I've been preoccupied.

Okay. Okay.

What about the other hostages?

If you wanna contact me in the future,

the number's 709-555-4823. Got it?

And Seth, the longer it takes you

to bring me Miss Breen...

...the uglier it's gonna get in here,

you understand?

Yeah.

Whoa, wait! Just wait a minute.

Wait a minute. You guess... What?

Just a minute, you guys need to get

to Charlotte, we can get that done. No!

- Ahh!

Jesus.

What the hell?

Hey, what are you doing to him?

- Shh. Quiet.

- What are you doing?

You know exactly what we're doing, okay?

We're conducting a test.

Do you realize all you guys

are going to jail?

You hurt us, they're just gonna put

you away for that much longer.

Yeah, it seems likely.

You know, you give yourself up now

and they're gonna go a lot easier on you.

Yeah, my dad's friend, he's a real

good lawyer. I'm sure he'd help you out.

Well, if he's from Buck Lake,

I'm not interested.

Oh, God. I just wanted a bottle of wine.

I should've opened a can of beer.

- What kind of test you doing?

- Well, do you wanna find out, huh?

Do you wanna find out?

Oh, it's been two minutes. He's clear.

I could have sworn it was him.

Kane...

...it's not the manager.

You have to stop wriggling around.

The organism has a biology

used to heat...

...so freezing is the only sure-fire way

to kill it.

And that process can take hours.

Fertility is directly tied to maturity,

as you can see:

Each of these nodules contain a larva.

The larva itself is nearly indestructible.

Did she say it came from a meteor?

I think she said "a meteor-like object. "

But that means what I think it means,

right?

Charlotte Breen is on her way.

Get here in next 20 minutes.

Rap sheet is a mile long.

Crack, heroin, meth, you name it.

This is what came up on Ritter.

Left the JPL shortly after he was acquitted

of involuntary manslaughter.

- Manslaughter?

Yeah. Oh, it gets better.

All the circled ones

quit the JPL at the same time.

According to Ritter's in-laws, they started

some club and started buying guns.

And one more thing, you're gonna love this.

The rest of the people in the picture?

All dead.

Someone...

Psst. You got your hands free yet?

Nice.

If you get in there...

...don't let the door close behind you

or else you'll be locked inside.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- What did they do to you?

- They cut my finger off.

What?

I know it looks bad but trust me.

We have your best interests at heart here.

Let me know if you need some more ice

for that.

I'm not gonna need another reason

to hate the holidays.

All right. Come on.

- What? No.

You're next.

- What are you doing?

- Look, shut up!

All right, come on. Let's go.

We can blow your foot off

just to see what happens.

- Ready to go?

- Dude, just...

Am I talking to you? Am I talking to you?

You wanna take her place?

Is that what you wanna do?

Okay. Well, then shut up.

- Come on, let's go.

- My dad is Seth Steadman. He is a cop.

What the hell's going on in here?

It seems like our cashier here

has high connections.

Her father is a cop.

The name is Seth Steadman.

Stepdad.

Seth is your stepfather?

Pick who you're gonna pick.

Let's get going.

- That's what I'm talking about. Let's go.

- F***.

Wait, wait.

Just take me, okay?

- Let's go.

Somebody get him...

Come on.

- Fine.

Hey.

A**hole.

I need my glasses.

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