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Ash
spoke
softly
,
words
better
left
unsaid
.
Lambert
had
forced
them
out
of
him
now
.
’
You
are
forgetting
something
:
Dallas
and
Brett
may
not
be
dead
.
It
’
s
a
ghastly
probability
,
I
’
ll
grant
you
,
but
it
’
s
not
a
certainty
.
We
can
’
t
abandon
ship
until
we
’
re
sure
one
way
or
the
other
.
’
’
Ash
is
right
,
’
agreed
Ripley
.
’
We
’
ve
got
to
give
it
another
try
.
We
know
it
’
s
using
the
air
shafts
.
Let
’
s
take
it
level
by
level
.
This
time
we
’
ll
laser
-
seal
every
bulkhead
and
vent
behind
us
until
we
corner
it
.
’
’
I
’
ll
go
along
with
that
.
’
Parker
glanced
over
at
Lambert
.
She
said
nothing
,
looked
downcast
.
’
How
are
our
weapons
?
’
Ripley
asked
him
.
The
engineer
took
a
moment
to
check
levels
and
feedlines
on
the
flamethrowers
.
’
The
lines
and
nozzles
are
still
plenty
clean
.
From
what
I
can
see
they
’
re
working
fine
.
’
He
gestured
at
Dallas
’
s
incinerator
on
the
table
.
’
We
could
use
more
fuel
for
that
one
.
’
He
turned
somber
.
’
A
fair
amount
’
s
been
used
.
’
’
Then
you
better
go
get
some
to
replace
it
.
Ash
,
you
go
with
him
.
’
Parker
looked
at
the
science
officer
.
His
expression
was
unreadable
.
’
I
can
manage
.
’
Ash
nodded
.
The
engineer
cradled
his
own
weapon
,
turned
,
and
left
.
The
rest
of
them
stood
morosely
around
the
table
,
awaiting
Parker
’
s
return
.
Unable
to
stand
the
silence
,
Ripley
turned
to
face
the
science
officer
.
’
Any
other
thoughts
?
Fresh
ideas
,
suggestions
,
hints
?
From
you
or
Mother
.
’
