STANDARD steps forward and slaps ROBY across the face.The others are shocked.HUNTER: Hey now, what is this?STANDARD: Ask him.ROBY: I understood why you did that.STANDARD: Good...After a hard stare at Roby, Standard give him a curt nod andturns his attention to the machinery.
A red stain.Halloween Haiku. It is to Hill, then, that we owe much of Alien.
Then a smear of blood blossoms on his chest.
The fabric of his tunic is ripped open.
A small head the size of a man’s fist pushes out.
The tiny head lunges forward, comes spurting out
of Dallas’s chest trailing a thick body.
Spatters fluids and blood in its wake.
Lands in the middle of the dishes and food.
Wriggles away while the crew scatters.
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