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Back
in
engineering
,
Parker
and
Brett
were
listening
intently
to
the
conversation
.
’
Unconscious
,
’
repeated
Parker
.
’
Always
knew
Kane
would
get
himself
in
trouble
someday
.
’
’
Right
.
’
Brett
sounded
worried
.
’
Not
a
bad
guy
,
though
,
for
a
ship
’
s
officer
.
Like
him
better
than
Dallas
.
Not
so
fast
with
an
order
.
I
wonder
what
the
hell
happened
to
them
out
there
?
’
’
Don
’
t
know
.
We
’
ll
find
out
soon
enough
.
’
’
Maybe
,
’
Parker
went
on
,
’
he
just
fell
down
and
knocked
himself
out
.
’
The
explanation
was
as
unconvincing
to
Parker
as
it
was
to
Brett
.
Both
men
went
quiet
,
their
attention
on
the
busy
,
crackling
speaker
.
’
There
she
is
.
’
Dallas
had
enough
strength
left
to
gesture
with
his
head
.
Several
dim
,
treelike
shapes
loomed
up
out
of
the
almost
night
.
They
supported
a
larger
amorphous
shape
:
the
hull
of
the
Nostromo
.
They
had
almost
reached
the
ship
when
Ash
reached
the
inner
lock
door
.
He
stopped
there
,
made
sure
the
hatch
was
ready
to
be
opened
,
and
touched
the
stud
of
the
nearest
’
com
.
