Spacehunter: Adventures In The Forbidden Zone Page #3

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"Spewered"? Where'd you learn to talk?

I talk Earther, like you.|Learned from my aunt.

So you're real lucky I'm here.|Real lucky, that's all I gotta say.

If that's all you've got to say,|then I am lucky.

Lieutenant, I hear our lovely Vultures.

Can you tell if they have the girls?

Can you see them, yet? Are they pretty?

I do hope they're young and soft,|but not fat.

Young girls are so much nicer to touch.

Especially if they have no scars.

Overdog is put off by scars.

Can you see if they have any scars?

What are you doing to me?

Let me go!

-Move! Move!|-Where are we?

Are they missing any limbs?

I hate it when they have missing limbs.

What's for food?

Hot dogs.

Don't fix none for me.

-I thought you were starving for Earth food.|-I don't eat no dogs.

Scavs eat dogs. I thought Earthers|were supposed to eat good.

-It isn't a dog, they just call it that.|-How come?

Look, if you want to eat, eat.|If you don't want to eat, don't.

You really think you're tough, don't you?

Tough enough.

I know some people|who'd eat you for breakfast.

I never said I wouldn't eat dog.|I just said I don't eat it that much.

What's that?

A sleeping bag.

You mean, we just crawl in?|Sleep in that bag thing?

Not we. Me.

What about me?

-What about you?|-Where do I sleep?

That's your problem.

You know, there's room for two in there|if they was cozy.

Well, we ain't cozy.

Goodnight.

If he don't like women, that's his problem.

They are pretty.|Much better than the last ones.

Overdog is going to be so pleased.

I demand you transmit rescue co-ordinates|to the nearest Earth Star Base.

-Under Galactic Law, you can't hold us--|-Silence.

Overdog is our gracious lord and protector.

He is above all laws but his own.

He and I have mined|and scoured this planet of all its riches...

...just for the use and pleasure|of our friends.

You will be friends...

...won't you?

Please, we just want to go home.

You will feel at home here.|I promise you, my dear...

...after a little mood enhancer.

What's your problem? I was cold, okay?|Is that so bad?

What are you doing?

Let me down! Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Why did you have to go|and get my clothes all wet?

'Cause your clothes need it.|And so do you.

You probably want to stand and watch...

...and get all excited|when I dry out my stuff, right?

-Don't flatter yourself, kid.|-Scum-eater!

Why you miserable, little, filthy,|rat-ass Scavenger.

I'm not a Scav, I'm an Earth girl!

Good. Maybe now|you're going to smell like one.

You scum, let go of me!

Behind the other ear.

Okay, rinse.

Once more.

Turn around.

Turn around.

Why, you're nothing but a baby.

Maybe you think I'm nothing,|but there are people who think different...

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