TUELLER: “Can someone please buy me a drink?”
RYO: Ryo stands. “Whatcha having?”
TUELLER: “Well whiskey.”
RYO: Ryo goes to the bar, and orders three whiskeys.
STORY: The bartender thinks you’re hot, Ryo, and gives you a free upgrade to the good stuff. He also gives you a wink.
RYO: Ryo winks back. And leaves a big tip. He returns with the drinks. “To a plan.” He raises a glass.
MILLICENT: “A plan, at last!”
TUELLER: Tueller drinks his whiskey. “Ugh, well whiskey is going to be the roughest part of this entire affair.”
MILLICENT: Millie drinks. Looks twice at the glass.
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TUELLER: “So. I’m up next, I guess.”
ALEJO: Alejo agrees. “But we need to keep this non-confrontational. So, you’ve got to keep shit in check. Right?”
TUELLER: “Strong, non-confrontational, not arrogant. Got it.”
ALEJO: “I mean. . . . unless it goes south. Then confront the hell out of everything in sight.”
TUELLER: “Thank you for clarifying that for me Ejo, I don’t know what I’d do without your counsel.”
TUELLER: “Captain.”
ALEJO: He smiles broadly. “This is fun.”
TUELLER: “Yes, we will indeed enjoy this. I can’t see any way for it to go wrong.”
MILLICENT: Millie just follows behind worriedly
ALEJO: “Never does.” Alejo walks side by side with Tueller towards our almost certain disaster.
Chapter 32
STORY: The guard gives you a narrowed eyelids look, Alejo.
STORY: “He security?” he asks Tueller.
TUELLER: “_My_ security, yes.”
ALEJO: Alejo plays the role, stiff and somber.
STORY: He nods, letting you both pass.
ALEJO: “You know I’m getting very drunk, right,” Alejo mutters, once they are past the guards.
Chapter 18, Part II
Chapter 18, Part I
ALEJO: I reach out and stop Millie from taking the bread, casually, so as to attract as little attention as possible while doing it.
MILLICENT: Millie shoots a quizzical look at Alejo
TUELLER: “We are submitting the defense grid so no further ships run afoul of it.”
TUELLER: Tueller does not pay attention to what’s going on with his co-captains.
ALEJO: He gives her a quick look, and then slides forward on his chair, ready to spring into action.
ALEJO: Alejo lifts the napkin off the bread, slowly, looking at it and the bread underneath.
STORY: Oh hey.
STORY: There’s a grenade in there.
TUELLER: “The bad news is…”
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Chapter 17
TUELLER: “Millie. You’re going to have to figure out which one of us is at fault, here.”
ALEJO: Alejo brightens at this and smiles.
TUELLER: “Because….well, this is probably as good a time to mention as any, but your room took a direct hit.”
TUELLER: “And whoever is at fault owes you a new wardrobe.”
MILLICENT: “Yes, someone is going to have to go retrieve my Kubawashi, because it appears to be snagged on the nose of the ship.”
ALEJO: Alejo puts his finger on his nose. “Not it.”
MILLICENT: Millie points to Tueller. “Id.” Points to herself. “Ego.” Points to Alejo “Superego.”
MILLICENT: Millie sighs, “Gentlemen, I think we need each other.
Chapter 16
ALEJO: “Oh my gods, man. We literally just found out where we might go. For an educated guy, you’re about as patient as a . . . ” He trails off looking at Tueller. “Really big guy.”
TUELLER: Alejo’s talking to an empty chair.
MILLICENT: Two
MILLICENT: Two empty chairs
MILLICENT: Millie’s swivels
ALEJO: Alejo stands and heads to the EVAs as well.
ALEJO: “When’d I become the dad?”
ALEJO: He mutters to himself and follows.
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Chapter 15
TUELLER: “You’re the captain now.”
TUELLER: “Let me know how it goes for you.”
STORY: “Oh, dear.”
TUELLER: “Heavy lies the crown.”
STORY: You spend a few hours gliding through space on a different trajectory. It’s now well into the night.
STORY: Noma beeps through again. “Sensor readouts indicate a large mass of rock, organic material, and… electronic activity.”
STORY: “Low radio signals, but whatever that is, it appears to be… on.”
TUELLER: Toggling ship wide comms: “Everyone who’s up get up here.”
TUELLER: Quietly enough not to wake deep sleepers.
TUELLER: “Sorry, you’re not the captain anymore.”
TUELLER: “Good job, though, girl.”
STORY: “Thank you, Mr. Ya’Makasi.”
Chapter 14
MILLICENT: “I am pleased to meet you, Three-Sing-Flowers.
MILLICENT: “I understand you need some help.”
MILLICENT: “Would you tell us more?”
STORY: They nod. “I am remain here. We were need help. No one will listen.”
TUELLER: “No one understands.”
STORY: They nod. “No one understands.”
STORY: “We come from very far. We ask help. They put me in small room with a machine. There is no time. We are dying.”
TUELLER: “Ahhh.”
STORY: They shake their head. “Now One and Two are gone.”
MILLICENT: “What kind of help do you need?
STORY: “I need travel.”
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Chapter 10
TUELLER: “The way I see it we’ve got an alien race to help in indefinable ways for indefinable ends. We have a widow who wants us to track down her attacked ship and rescue my ex-girlfriend’s embryos. To do that we need to figure out where the ship is, by either asking the right person, or hacking the right system.”
TUELLER: “And we also need to figure out if we’re going to help out that widow or shoot her in the face, as requested by my beloved sister at odds with the desires of my dead ex-girlfriend.”
TUELLER: “That about cover it?”
ALEJO: “More or less.” Alejo says this more seriously than he’s been since telling Tueller that he made a dumbass deal.
TUELLER: “You got feelings about the shooting-in-the-face part?”
ALEJO: “I’ve got feelings about getting pulled back into Family stuff that I thought was probably well behind me.”
TUELLER: “You travel with me, there’s always Family stuff.”
ALEJO: “You travel with me and that’s the stuff that I intended to move beyond.”
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