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’
Are
you
kidding
?
I
’
m
shutting
it
down
.
’
’
Compensating
again
for
unequal
thrust
,
’
Ripley
announced
solemnly
.
’
Just
hold
us
together
until
we
’
re
beyond
double
zero
,
’
Dallas
asked
the
pickup
.
’
What
do
you
think
we
’
re
trying
to
do
back
here
?
’
The
intercom
clicked
off
.
A
slight
change
in
the
roaring
of
the
engines
became
audible
on
the
bridge
.
No
one
looked
at
their
neighbour
,
for
fear
of
seeing
their
own
worry
reflected
there
.
Moving
a
little
more
slowly
but
still
slicing
effortlessly
through
boiling
clouds
,
the
Nostromo
continued
to
power
spaceward
,
on
course
to
meet
with
the
drifting
refinery
.
In
contrast
to
the
comparative
calm
of
the
bridge
,
the
engine
room
was
the
scene
of
frenzied
activity
.
Brett
was
scooched
up
inside
a
tube
again
,
sweating
and
wishing
he
was
elsewhere
.
’
Got
it
figured
?
’
asked
Parker
from
outside
.
’
Yeah
.
I
think
so
.
Dust
is
clogging
the
damn
intakes
again
.
Number
two
’
s
overheating
now
.
?
’
I
thought
we
shut
that
junk
out
.
’
