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[The glowing energy in Sami's hand brightens.]

[Sami's face is all screwed up in concentration. With an anticlimactic fizzle, the clusters of light pop and spark out of existence. Andy looks on worriedly behind her.]

SFX: pop pop pop pop pop pop pop

[Sami looks at her hands incredulously.]

Sami: That's IT?

[The alien leans toward them, its weapon ready but not aimed, and speaks its gibberish language. Sami recoils protectively back towards Andy, who is still leaning on the car, her injured leg bent.]

Alien: [unintelligible speech]
Andy: What?

[A close up on Andy in profile, who looks pained and bewildered.]

Andy: I-- I don't know that!