mr. president, a real pleasure. they don't let us out much, you you.
well, i guess you'd like to see the big tamale? follow me.
she's a beaut, ain't she?
hell no, we know tons about them. the nearest stuff has only happened in the last few days.
not all too dissimilar to us. breathes oxygen, comparable tolerances to heat, cold. probably why they're interested in our planet. hey, you wanna see them?
this is vault, or as some of us have come to call it, the "freak show."
when we found them they were wearing bio-mechanical suits. once we got them off, we were able to learn a great deal about their anatomy; eyes, ears, bipolar digestive system.  no vocal cords though. we're assuming they communicate with each other through other means.
some kind of extra sensory perception. telepathy.
these three died in the crash. their bodies are as frail as our own. you just have to get past their technology, which is, i'm sorry to say, far more advanced.
see the gizmos flashing?
find something interesting?
you know, you're really starting to make us look bad.
how long has it been unconscious?
get him into containment, stat.
he's dying out. i want him sprayed down with saline.
everyone ready?
do we have life support monitors recording?
can we get some ventilation in here? i can't take this smell.
yeah. it's just that stink gives me a headache.