falls on a small locker containing a pressure suit.
The door standing open.
She begins to edge toward the compartment.
The Creature stands.
Comes for her.
Jenna dives for the open door.
Hurls herself inside.
Slams it shut.

INT. LOCKER
A clear glass panel in the door.
The Alien puts its head up to the window.
Peers in at Jenna.
Their faces only two inches apart.
The Alien looking at Jenna almost in curiosity.
The moaning of the cat distracts it.

INT. NARCISSUS
The Alien moves to the pressurized cat box.
Bends down and peers inside.
The cat yowls louder as his container is lifted.

INT. LOCKER
Jenna knocks on the glass.
Trying to distract the Creature from the cat.
The Alien's face is instantly back at the window.
Getting no more interference from her, the Creature returns to the cat box.
Jenna looks around.
Sees the pressure suit.
Quickly begins to pull it on.

INT. NARCISSUS:
The Alien picks up the cat box.
Shakes it.
The cat moans.

INT. LOCKER:
Jenna is halfway into a pressure suit.

INT. NARCISSUS:
The Creature throws the cat box down.
Very hard.
Picks it up again.
Hammers it against the wall.
Then jams it into a crevice.
Begins to pound the container into the opening.
The cat now beyond all hysteria.

INT. LOCKER :
Jenna pulls on the helmet, latches it into place.
Turns the oxygen valve.
With a hiss, the suit fills itself.
A rack on the wall contains a long metal rod.
Jenna peels off the rubber tip.
Revealing a sharp metal point.

INT. SPACE SUIT LOCKER:
Jenna inhales.
Kicks the door open.

INT. NARCISSUS
The Creature rises.
Faces the locker.
Catches the steel shaft through its midriff.
The Alien clutches at the spear.
Yellow acid begins to flow from the wound.
Before the fluid can touch the floor...
Jenna reaches back and pulls the switch.
Blows the rear hatch.
The atmosphere in the shuttle immediately sucked into space.
The bleeding creature along with it.
Jenna grabs a strut to keep from being pulled out.
The Alien shoots past her.
Grab's Jenna's ankle with an appendage.

EXT. NARCISSUS
Jenna now hanging halfway out of the shuttle-craft.
The Alien clinging to her leg.
She kicks at it with her free foot.
The Creature holds fast.

INT. NARCISSUS
Jenna looks for any salvation.
Grabs the hatch level.
Yanks it.
The hatch slams shut, closing Jenna safely inside.

EXT. NARCISSUS
The Alien still outside the shuttle-craft.
Within the vacuum of space.
The top of its appendage into the closed hatch.

INT. NARCISSUS
Acid starts to foam along the base of the hatch.
Eats away at the metal.
Jenna stumbles forward to the controls.
Pushes the ram jet lever.

EXT. NARCISSUS - OUTER SPACE
The Creature struggling.
Jet exhaust located at the rear of the craft.
The engines belch flame for a few seconds.
Then shut off.
Incinerating, the Alien tumbles slowly away into space.

INT. NARCISSUS
Jenna hurries to the rear hatch.
Peers through the glass.

EXT. OUTER SPACE
The burned mass of the Alien drifts slowly away.
Writhing, smoking.
Tumbling into the distance.
Pieces dropping off.
The shape bloats, then bursts.
Spray of particles in all directions.
Then smoldering fragments dwindle into infinity.

INT. NARCISSUS - LATER
Now repressurized.
Jenna is seated in the control chair.
Calm and composed, almost cheerful.
Cat purring in her lap.
She dictates into a recorder.

JENNA: I should reach the frontier in another five weeks. With a little luck the network will pick me up...This is Jenna, W564502460H, executive officer, last survivor of the commercial starship Nostromo signing off. (pause) Come on cat.

She switches off the recorder.
Stares into space.

EXT. OUTER SPACE
The shuttle-craft Narcissus sails into the distance.

FADE OUT

THE END