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: They ain't paying us enough for this, man. Corporal Dietrich
: Not enough to have to wake up to your face, Drake. Private Drake
: What? Is that a joke? Corporal Dietrich
: Oh, I wish it were.
: Looks like some sort of secreted resin. Corporal Hicks
: Yeah, but secreted from what?
: [reading a motion detector
] I got signals. I got readings, in front and behind. Private Frost
: Where, man? I don't see shit. Corporal Hicks
: He's right. There's nothin' back here. Private Hudson
: Look, I'm telling ya, there's somethin' movin' and it ain't us! Tracker's off scale, man. They're all around us, man. Jesus! Corporal Dietrich
: Maybe they don't show up on infrared at all...
[an alien pounces on her and drags her up to the ceiling