Alien encounter, drunken walk home

I'm forever blowing bubbles... Pretty bubbles in the air...

Oh, Sorry... didn't see you there, my eyesight's not so good in the dusk.

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Oh...

Oh! You're not from around here. Eh... two metres tall if you're an inch, and from that physique not out celebrating Hallowe'en. Nah... Nah, wrong time of year...

Can you... can you understand me?

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Well, you don't look predatory, just well, utterly Alien.

No, nasty claws, or massive teeth. Huh...

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So, not really a talker. Maybe if we can sit here, it'll feel less, well, less alien and off.

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Yes, here...

I'm ... I'm Jack, Jack Chalker, and you...

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Me Tarzan, you Jane... Come on, you're smarter than this...

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I take it you didn't walk here. Where did you come from? Is... Is that your ship?

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Okay, so at least you can speak. Was... was that your name? Or your ship? Or where you come from?

?????? ??????

Yes... Yes... If we keep going something should get through.

Jack... Jack..., and you?

Yeah, repetition, that's the key. Keep repeating and hopefully something'll sink in, or break through.

Wait... wait, where... are you going?

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Okay... Okay, I'll follow, I just hope that's what you want me to do... I just hope that what that gesture means... I'll follow you, at least for now.

If only there was someone else here... Well, someone human, I could talk to...

I feel like a fool. No...

No, is this like those historic shepherds.

If they saw you, they might consider you an angel. Your message is certainly incomprehensible to me, and any plans beyond my understanding.

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Nah! Be rational!

How... how far are we going?

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Okay.... Yes, progress, that was the same word. We're making progress. I don't understand a word, but this is still progress.

Jack... I'm Jack... My name is Jack.

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Shit! Is that your name? Is that our destination? Why did I lose my phone in the damned bar.

Wait... what's happening... are you beaming me up... I feel funny...