Alien vs. Predator Page #6

KAMEN:

Well, it's okay. You didn't tell me it

was monsoon season going out.

PARSONS looks up at KAMEN and grins.

PARSONS:

Hey, buenos dias, cowboy. When d'you

blow in?

KAMEN places his hat on PARSONS' head and THUMPS it down.

KAMEN:

Just got back. Missed anything?

URIOSTE:

(snorts)

Yeah. We're almost out of beer.

PARSONS:

Ahh, don't pay any attention to Urioste.

She's still pissed that Noguchi wouldn't

let her go off on your hunting trip.

KAMEN pours himself a cup of coffee from a BUBBLING percolator.

KAMEN:

Wasn't my trip, I just did the driving.

'Sides, freezing my butt off out in the

wet taking pot-shots at the local wildlife

isn't _my_ idea of a good time, either.

He sips gingerly from the cup of scalding liquid.

PARSONS:

Where'd you leave them?

KAMEN:

Camped out by the navi-beacon out on Linson's

Range. They're making their own way back

tomorrow.

CASSIE:

MarsCo went belly-up on the Dow Jones.

KAMEN:

Sh*t. When?

CASSIE:

Yesterday. We got the Network feed from

Gateway; it was the top story on 'Sixty

Seconds'. Biggest market crash since

twenty-four.

KAMEN looks ill.

KAMEN:

F***ing great. I invested some money in

them.

CASSIE:

You win some, you loose some.

KAMEN:

I lose 'em all, that's why I'm still out

here on this rock. Anything else you

wanna ruin my day with?

CASSIE:

No, but I got something that might interest

you.

HIROKO enters, pulling on a leather jacket.

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