Spacehunter: Adventures In The Forbidden Zone Page #2

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He's not Overdog McNabb.

Where are the Earth girls?

They were up-taken by the Vultures.

Into the Zone.

You must go there, Jarrett.

You and Duster.

Overdog McNabb's death we will gift you.

Good.

What do you want here, Earther?

I don't mean to interfere, but where is|this Zone you were speaking of?

You have no claim there.|The killing of the Overdog is ours.

Fine, he's yours.|But I need to find the girls.

Find them yourself, Earther.|We have blood loss here.

I'm sorry.

But"...."

Chalmers, get me a fix|on those flying things, will ya?

Be careful with him. Hold up his head.

Chalmers?

You were the best damn model|they ever put out.

Stop it!

What the hell are you?

What do you think I am,|you skrotting Earth-bag? I'm a woman.

An Earther.

You'd better not skiz my home|or I'll get my father to split your face.

And I got brothers, too.

If that's your father in there,|I got news for you.

He's been dead for about ten years.

This is my place, anyway, so bone out.

Whatever you say, Princess.

Wait a minute. You got any food?|If you've got food, I can help you.

I'm a tracker. I know everything|about this skrotting planet.

Sorry, I'm booked up for the day.

Wait! I know where|to buy clean Scav women.

That's what you came for, isn't it?

Or if you're selling,|I've got takers who'll buy.

Or if you have the plague,|I can get you serum.

My mother was a medical.

I know about the new Earth-fraulies.|They flew by here. They're like you.

There were three of them.|They weren't Scavs or Zoners.

And they have these real fine clothes,|and they're smooth all over.

Where were they headed?

So if you give me some nibbles|and take me wheeling, I'll track you to 'em.

Without me you ain't going to find 'em|in a millonium.

A "millonium"?

Okay.

Get in.

I want clothes like they got or else no deal.

The food better be Earth food or forget it.

I mean, you gotta "...."

You'd better be nice, you need me.

That way!

What's all this junk back here?

I thought Earthers traveled in style,|you know? Everything modern and all.

You really drive an old wreck.

This "wreck" is a collectors item.|I made it myself.

There's a Scav camp out that way.

But Scavs are no problem.|It's Zoners you got to watch out for.

They're bad luck for you.

They're badder for girls like me.|They eat you.

But they can't eat big,|so they just razor off an arm or a leg...

...and keep going like that for days.

There's no thermal fever,|'cause we're still away from the Zone.

When we get down in,|don't drive close to the cliffs...

"...'"cause they'll whack you straight.|Are we gonna eat soon?

You know, you're real lucky I'm here.|'Cause if I wasn't...

...you'd probably be spewered|by the Chemist your first day out.

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