My Stepmother Is an Alien Page #4

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You know I'm a little cold.

Would you mind very much if I just...

...stuck my hands right in your pockets?

Yes, that's better.

So, Celeste...

...where are you from?

The nether-lands.

Oh, Holland.

No, the nether-lands.

For an astronomer

you have the most wonderful fibres.

And you've got yourself

a handful right now.

I can't get back in that lab.

They're gonna kiss!

Does he know how?

Well, of course.

I saw him do it once in 1983.

I'm a bad apple.

Excuse me a minute.

I shouldn't be wearing this, should I?

It's very nice.

Then what should I wear?

Thank you. I won't forget this.

Hold this.

What are you doing now?

I have to change. This is inappropriate.

Might I suggest a more conventional spot?

Like the backseat of my car.

There. I'm changed.

Is this acceptable?

Is the drool apparent?

I'm sorry, Dr. Mills, we have strict orders

from Dr. Budlong...

...not to let you in the building.

I left something in my office.

It was a fuzzy Carebear pencil holder.

Excuse me. I'm from DARPA. The Defence

Advance Research Project Agency...

...with instructions to tour this facility.

-So l--

-May I see some lD?

Here.

See Department of Defence.

She's with DARPA.

I'm with her.

All settings are the same.

They haven't changed a thing.

Dr. Steve, this is only

a Jansky-based telescope.

Part of what used to be called a vast array.

Used to?

I see you had to use enormous thrust.

Where's the Klystron?

Hold on, I'll see what they did with it.

-Good evening, Olaf.

-Good evening.

It's nice to have Dr. Mills back.

-What do you mean?

-He's in his lab now.

In his lab?

There's nothing powerful enough

to have broken through our shields.

It's clear how the reflectors work.

They're not equipped to discover

this kind of power for another century.

How did they get it so fast?

I mean, they haven't even

figured out Stonehenge.

He must be holding something back.

Dr. Steve is lying.

Who are you?

Who? Me?

What are you doing here?

Where's Mills?

Get away from my equipment.

I've got to be on my way home.

I've got to get home to that good pie.

Just grab the handrail there.

Welcome to my office.

Sender number KD113B.

Just like all the rest of them,

but it's mine.

Did you ever think what you were doing

by invading another galaxy?

It wasn't an invasion.

Here was this galaxy,

minding its own business.

Perhaps a galaxy where war

no longer exists.

People all live in harmony.

Things don't go around

with such whizzings.

You're shaking. Why?

Because I've wanted to kiss you

from the first moment I saw you.

What?

You looked so beautiful and vulnerable,

then you started rhyming...

...and doing all that talking

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