Alien from L.A. Page #4

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the sun, the stars...

and Malibu Beach.

Lay off the surface world stuff.

Why does everyone wear

funny make-up and weird clothes?

Would you come on?

Malibu Beach?

A.J., pay attention here.

Welcome to Roryis' saloon.

Wow.

This place is really creepy.

So, your girlfriend

owns this place?

Well, look who's here.

How you doing, Roryis?

How do I look like I'm doing?

I struck it rich, Roryis.

That's why I'm back.

Yeah, like always.

This guy split

without paying his bill.

Left his clothes behind.

Looks to me like

you could use them.

We've talked to sources

that claim...

to have seen you

purchase the alien...

from a miner troll

named Boz Bodeen.

How can there be witnesses...

to something

that has never happened?

What have you done

with the troll...

named Boz Bodeen, counsel?

Has he been flushed?

I don't know any troll miner

named Boz Bodeen.

I do not associate myself

with trolls.

What are you covering up,

counsel?

We have our sources.

Then name them, Donaldson.

You're changing the subject,

counsel.

Look,

I'd like to assure everyone...

that contrary

to any rumors and gossip...

that may be circulating...

we have not captured

any alien beings...

from a purported surface world.

There is simply not a grain

of truth to the rumors...

and that is all

I'm prepared to say.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have a dinner engagement.

Lying sack of crap.

Your approach has activated

the Govco 1000...

total facial and follicle

do-a-vator.

Please stick your face

into the mask provided...

and the unit will attempt

to improve your looks.

Please, step on pedal provided.

The Govco 1000

has done all it can.

- Thank you. Step aside, please.

- Hey, you look really nice.

I brought you something to wear.

It looked like you needed it.

Whoa. Bitchin'.

That's really nice of you.

I couldn't stand wearing

that dress another minute.

Your dress is strange.

I've never seen material

like this before.

What is it?

It's new.

Where are you from?

From out of town.

It's dangerous for strangers

in Atlantis these days.

People get kidnapped...

and no one

ever hears of them again.

You should be careful.

You're the type that would

attract a lot of attention.

I'll be careful.

Thanks, Roryis.

I'll be downstairs

if you need anything.

Oh, dad...

why would you want to come

to a place like this?

I got to find you

and get us out of here.

You are an alien spy...

sent down by your world to

prepare an invasion of Atlantis.

There are three absolutes,

professor.

I am the law here in Atlantis.

You will confess the truth

to me...

and our worlds will go to war.

- I beg you to believe me.

- You will confess, professor.

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