Species II Page #3

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I've been chosen

on behalf of my wonderful crew...

to represent

the mission to Mars...

and an image

that comes to my mind...

is looking through the porthole...

at the blue-white globe...

beautiful...

so fragile, so small.

And I thought to myself...

how easy it would be to destroy

all that God has created.

I think, as we look

to the future...

our greatest mission

might be right here at home.

It's open.

Come on in.

My sister decided to join us.

We share everything...

together.

Parker's going for two,

and he's in there, standing!

Pulse rate is 20 percent

below human norm.

What do you expect, Brea?

She's watching baseball.

Oh, God!

You are a hero.

Oh, God.

It's my turn.

Yes, it is.

Here it comes!

Parker's going for three!

Jeez! Did someone hit a home run?

My God, help me!

Get off me!

Marcy! Get him off me!

Oh, my God!

Help me, someone!

- What the hell is going on?

- My God!

Last night,

after the fund-raiser...

something happened.

I try to think about it,

I draw a total blank.

They always make those drinks

at those fund-raisers strong.

That's the way they get

the wallets to open up.

Billy, you tell that old son-of-a-b*tch

I won't take no for an answer.

There's something wrong with me,

Dad, since I got back.

Do you think

a trip to Mars was rough?

You just wait till you try

a senate campaign.

Dad, listen to me.

I'm having...

I'm having

some kind of breakdown.

Stop thinking about the master plan

and help me, all right? I'm scared.

Goddamn it!

Quit acting like a spoiled child.

You're a Ross.

Behave like one.

And I'm gonna give you

a piece of advice, boy.

You keep your dick in your pants

and your eyes on the prize.

Oh, I know what you been doin',

and frankly, I don't give a damn.

But I have seen too many young men

with promising careers...

piss it all away

on a piece of ass.

People love you, Patrick.

Hell, boy, they idolize you.

You're gonna be President

of the United States someday.

Now, let's take a walk

through the gallery.

Some of my illustrious colleagues

are just dyin' to get your autograph.

Yes, sir.

Yes, it's very important

that I speak with Herman Cromwell.

No, he's a patient there.

Well, can I get a message to him

that Dr. Orinsky called

from the lab at Oldham Space Center

up in Maryland?

Yes, it's very important

that I speak to him.

I'm an old colleague ofhis.

I can't believe this.

Oh, my God!

Company, halt! Left, left...

The substance found

in Dr. Orinsky's wounds

is combinant alien-human DNA.

This DNA is structurally

similar to Eve's...

but it's not a perfect match.

Obviously, Eve

has not left the compound...

which means, gentlemen,

that there's another one out there.

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