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Dark Horse Prod. Presents ALIENS Vs.PREDATOR EXT. DEEP SPACEWe OPEN on TOTAL BLACKNESS, a sea of stars spread across the infinite depthsof space. As the TITLES ROLL, we notice that three of these specks seem tobe moving; one of them picking up acceleration and racing toward us. Ourperspective
it's already costing too much as it is.
KAMEN shrugs.
KAMEN
If you want these things kept in working
condition, that's the only choice you've
got.
DILLER leans in to murmur quietly to GUTTIEREZ.
DILLER
Maybe she wouldn't be so tetchy if she
got laid every once-in-a-while.
GUTTIEREZ
You offering?
A buzzer inside the crawler goes OFF. DILLER gets up to answer.
DILLER
Nah. Freeze my dick off.
HIROKO shakes her head dubiously at KAMEN's comment.
HIROKO
I don't know. I think we'll have to run
it on a rota; one month down, one month
operational.
DILLER leans out of the crawler's cab and calls across.
DILLER
Miss Noguchi! You're wanted in admin.
HIROKO
Thanks.
She turns back to KAMEN.
HIROKO (CONT'D)
Let me sort this out and we'll go over
the logistics in my office.
INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER
HIROKO peers at the display with undisguised concern. A sense of urgency
buzzes around the room.
HIROKO (CONT'D)
When?
CASSIE
Seven minutes ago, the third course change
in an hour. Those incomings are going to
skim past the communications platform just
a little too close for comfort.
HIROKO
Can we move it to a different orbit in
time?
PARSONS looks up from his board in harassment.
PARSONS
Already working on it.
HIROKO
Get off an all-bands emergency distress,
and put it on a repeater.
She meets KAMEN's eyes.
HIROKO (CONT'D)
Looks like you were right. Someone's
lobbed a pair of smart-missiles at us.
KAMEN shakes his head.
KAMEN
Relay station like us out in the middle
of the boonies; why bother? All you're
gonna do is punch a temporary hole in the
traffic control net. That'd be small
potatoes even for terrorists.
PARSONS and CASSIE are all-business at the control board.
PARSONS
Can you patch me a temporary loop on
DCMGS?
CASSIE
Okay, give me the numbers.
She flips a switch. A nearby screen changes to display an orbital path
sketched out in rectangular neon blocks.
EXT. SPACE
A cluster of thruster rockets on one corner of the relay frame ignites, and
the darkened bulk of the satellite begins to move.
EXT. DEEP SPACE
The two pods ROAR towards us at immense speed.
INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER
The two blips on the holo-board representing the pods make a marked
alteration in their course.
PARSONS
They've changed their heading again.
HIROKO
Compensate!
PARSONS
Punch me in a solution for their delta-
vee.
CASSIE
What do you need?
PARSONS
A three-second burn to port, on my mark.
CASSIE
It's on the board.
EXT. SPACE
Framed against the green backdrop of Ryushi, the PREDATOR pods rocket towards
the communications platform.
CASSIE
Picking up velocity.
HIROKO
Match it!
A bead of sweat trickles down PARSONS' temple.
PARSONS
Not gonna make it...
EXT. DEEP SPACE
The pod speeds THUNDEROUSLY into CAMERA, blotting out our view.
INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER
One of the two blips on the holo-display vanishes, and three-quarters of the
monitors abruptly turn to static. PARSONS curses.
PARSONS
Goddammit!
He pulls off his headset with weary resignation.
PARSONS (CONT'D)
We've lost the downlink. It's gone.
EXT. SPACE
The mass of the satellite tumbles end-over-end. A gaping rent is torn
