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No
one
did
.
’
Okay
.
’
Dallas
pushed
away
from
the
table
,
rose
.
’
When
Parker
’
s
ready
with
his
flamethrowers
,
we
’
ll
start
from
here
and
work
our
way
back
down
to
C
level
and
the
bay
where
it
took
Brett
.
Then
we
’
ll
try
to
trace
it
from
there
.
’
Parker
sounded
dubious
.
’
It
went
up
with
him
through
the
hull
bracing
before
it
entered
the
air
shaft
.
Be
hell
trying
to
follow
it
up
there
.
I
’
m
no
ape
.
’
He
stared
warningly
at
Ripley
,
but
she
didn
’
t
comment
.
’
You
’
d
rather
sit
here
and
wait
until
it
’
s
ready
to
come
looking
for
you
?
’
Dallas
asked
.
’
The
longer
we
can
keep
it
on
the
defensive
,
the
better
it
’
ll
be
for
us
.
’
’
Except
for
one
thing
,
’
Ripley
said
.
’
What
’
s
that
?
’
’
We
’
re
not
sure
it
’
s
ever
been
on
the
defensive
.
’
She
met
his
gaze
squarely
.
.
The
flamethrowers
were
bulkier
than
the
shock
tubes
and
looked
less
effective
.
But
the
tubes
had
functioned
as
they
were
supposed
to
,
and
Parker
had
assured
them
all
the
incinerators
would
too
.
He
declined
to
give
them
a
demonstration
this
time
because
,
he
explained
,
the
flamers
were
powerful
enough
to
sear
the
decking
.
The
fact
that
he
was
trusting
his
own
life
to
the
devices
was
proof
enough
anyway
,
for
everyone
except
Ripley
.
She
was
beginning
to
be
suspicious
of
everyone
and
everything
.
She
’
d
always
been
a
little
paranoid
.
Current
events
were
making
it
worse
.
She
began
to
worry
as
much
over
what
was
happening
to
her
mind
as
she
was
about
the
alien
.
Of
course
,
as
soon
as
they
found
and
killed
the
alien
,
the
mental
problems
would
vanish
.
Wouldn
’
t
they
?
