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Terraformers.

Planet engineers.

They set up atmosphere processors

to make the air breathable. Takes decades.

It's what we call a Shake 'n' Bake colony.

How many are there? How many colonists?

I don't know. 60, maybe 70, families.

Do you mind?

Families.

Jesus!

I'll be down in maintenance, OK?

- Al?

- What?

- Hey, Al.

- What?

Remember you sent some wildcatters

out past the alien range last week?

Yeah.

One ofthem's on the horn.

Says he's on to something.

Wants to know if his claim will be honoured.

Why wouldn't his claim be honoured?

Because you sent them

on company orders, maybe?

Christ! Some honch in a cushy office on

Earth says "Go look at a grid reference".

We look. They don't say why and I don't ask.

I don't ask because it takes two weeks

to get an answer out here.

And the answer is always "Don't ask".

So what do I tell this guy?

Tell him, as far as I'm concerned,

if he finds something, it is his.

- Lydecker?

- What?

You kids are not supposed

to be on this level! Get out of here!

You go in places we can't fit!

So? That's why I'm the best!

Knock it off! If I catch you playing

in the air ducts again, I'll tan your hides.

Mom, all the kids play...

Annie, come and have

a look at this, will ya?

Folks, we have scored big this time.

What is it, Dad?

I'm not sure.

Let's see ifwe can't get

a closer look at this thing.

- Shouldn't we call in?

- Let's wait till we know what to call it in as.

That's about as close as we can get.

Should we take a look inside?

You kids stay inside. I mean it.

We'll be right back.

- OK.

- Bye.

Timmy, they've been gone a long time.

It'll be OK. Dad knows what he's doing.

Mayday! Mayday! This is Alpha Kilo

Two Four Niner calling Alpha Control!

This is Alpha Kilo Two Four Niner!

Hi, Ripley. This is Lieutenant Gorman

of the Colonial Marine Corps...

Ripley, we have to talk.

We've lost contact

with the colony on LV-426.

I don't believe this.

You guys throw me to the wolves...

...and now you want me

to go back out there?

Forget it. It's not my problem.

- Can I finish?

- No.

There's no way.

You wouldn't be going in with the troops.

I can guarantee your safety.

These Colonial Marines are tough hombres.

They're packing state-of-the-art firepower.

There's nothing they can't handle.

Am I right?

We've been trained to deal

with situations like this.

Then you don't need me. I'm not a soldier.

We don't know what's going on out there.

It mayjust be a downed transmitter.

But if it's not...

... I would like you there as an advisor,

and that's all.

What's your interest in all this?

Why are you going?

The corporation co-financed that colony

along with Colonial Administration.

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