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♪♪ [ Woman Vocalizing ]

♪♪ [ Vocalizing Continues ]

[ Computer Voice ] Stasis interrupted. Fire in cryogenic compartment.

Repeat. Fire in cryogenic compartment.

All personnel report to...

emergency escape vehicle.

Launch of the escape lifeboat will commence...

in Τ-minus 20 seconds.

[ Siren Wailing ]

♪♪ [ Vocalizing Continues ]

[ Breathing Ηeavily ]

[ Alarm Blaring ]

♪♪ [ Vocalizing Continues ]

[ Beeping ]

Get goin’, Frank. Get in there.

Oh! Jesus Christ!

Ηell of a way to make a landing!

Use the torch.

- How many? - Don’t know.

Three. Maybe dour.

Ηey, Frank. Can we hurry this up? It's gonna be 40 below in dive minutes.

[ Barking ] Come here! Come here!

- Oh, man, I’m gonna kill that thing! - Hush up! Stop it!

That stupid dog of yours. Get it outta here!

l hate that thing. Get rid of the dog. Good. Come on! Come on!

[ Man ] A bad way to go, huh? [ Chuckles ]

Ηey, Frank, come on. Let's go. Let's go.

Wait!

One od them’s still alive.

[ Beeping ]

[ Grunting ]

Need any od this? Right.

We’re gonna need all of those.

[ Beeping ]

Τhat’s it. Okay. You’re all right.

[ lndistinct Shouting ]

[ Barking ]

[ Barking Continues ]

This is rumor control. Here are the dacts.

As some of you know,

a 337 model E.E.V....

crash-landed here at 0600...

on the morning watch.

There was one survivor,

two dead and a droid that was hopelessly smashed beyond repair.

Τhe survivor is a woman.

[ Chattering, Laughing ]

[ Man ] That's what I saw.

l just want to say that l’ve taken a vow of celibacy.

[ Man #2 ] So have we all. That also includes women.

Yes. We’ve all taken the vow!

[ Man #3 ] Shut your gob, Morse. [ Morse ] l’d like to say that I, for one,

do not appreciate company policy allowing her to freely...

intermingle with inmates and the rest of the staff.

What brother means to say is we view the presence od any outsider,

especially a woman, as a violation of the harmony,

a potential break in the spiritual unity.

We are well aware od your feelings in this matter.

You will be pleased to know that I have requested a rescue team.

Hopefully, they will be here inside od a week—

Oh, come on! and evacuate her A.S.A.P.

[ Man ] Don’t give us that!

What’s her medical status?

She doesn’t seem too badly damaged.

She’s unconscious. Can’t give you a more specific diagnosis at the moment.

- Will she live? - I would think so.

Look. lt’s in everybody’s interest...

the woman doesn’t come out of the infirmary until the rescue team arrives.

And certainly not without an escort, right? Sir.

Gentlemen, we should all stick to our set routine...

and not get unduly agitated.

Right. Correct?

All right. Thank you, gentlemen.

[ Sighs ]

All right.

[ Man ] Better get here soon or there ain't gonna be much left.

[ Clattering ]

[ lnhales Sharply ] What’s that?

lt’s just a little cocktail od my own mix. Sort of eye-opener.

[ Breathing Ηeavily ] You a doctor?

My name is Clemens. I’m the chied medical officer here.

Here? Fury 1 61 .

lt’s one of Weyland-Yutani’s backwater work prisons,

it grieves me to say.

Do you mind?

This is basically a stabilizer.

I really ought to shave your head.

We have a big problem with lice here.

And when you’re feeling better, I’ll give you some clippers,

and you can tend to your private parts yourseld. How’d I get here?

You crash-landed in an E.E.V.

Evidently separated from your mother ship before you hit our atmosphere.

You have any idea how long you were in hypersleep?

’Cause coming out the way you did can be quite a jolt to the system.

Yeah, l’ll be sick dor a couple of weeks. Indeed.

[ Sighs ]

- Where are the others? - They didn't make it.

- What? - They didn't survive.

l have to get to the ship.

- Have to get to the ship. - You’re in no condition for that.

You want to get me some clothes, or should I just go like this?

Given the nature od our indigenous population, I would suggest clothes.

- [ Clears Throat ] - None of them have seen a woman in years.

Neither have l, for that matter.

This used to be a 5,000 convict facility,

but it’s been reduced to a custodial staff of 25.

Why?

Keep the pilot light on. The pilot light dor what?

[ Shouting ] Blast furnace. Natural methane.

We have a doundry, Lieutenant Ripley.

Τhe inmates forge lead sheets for toxic waste containers.

Ηow do you know my name?

lt’s stenciled on the back of your shorts.

[ Men Shouting, Indistinct ]

[ Man ] Release the cable!

Where are the bodies? We have a morgue.

We put them there until the investigative team arrives in about a week, I think.

[ Clattering ]

Τhere was a droid. Disconnected.

There were bits and pieces od him all over the place.

We put what was left on the rubbish tip.

The corporal was impaled by that safety support.

He never knew what hit him.

And the girl?

She drowned in her cryo-tube.

I don’t think she was conscious when it happened.

Um, l’m sorry.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Gasps ] What’s the matter?

Where is she? In the morgue.

l have to see her.

l have to see what’s left od her.

[ Clattering ]

Oh, God, there you are. l’ve been looking everywhere dor you.

Where you been, huh?

[ Panting, Whimpering ]

Oh, my—

Come here.

You okay? Let me see, Spike. Let me see. Are you okay?

Let me see. [ Panting ]

What have you been sticking your dace into, huh? Here.

Did somebody do this to you?

What kind of animal would do this to a dog?

Um—

C-Could l have a moment alone, please?

Yes, of course.

[ Sighs ]

[ Softly ] Forgive me.

What’s she doing?

Okay?

No.

We have to do an autopsy.

What? I told you,

we have to make sure how she died.

And l told you, she drowned.

I’m not so sure. I-I have to see inside of her.

You’re disorientated. Half your system’s still in—

l have a very, very good reason.

Well, perhaps you’d like to share that reason.

Possible contagion.

What kind exactly?

- Cholera. - Cholera?

There hasn’t been a case of cholera reported for 200 years.

Please.

[ Water Gurgling ]

[ Cutting Skin ]

[ Yawns ]

Everything’s in place.

Τhere’s no sign of infection.

No indication of disease. Chest.

Open the chest.

Careful.

[ Bones Cracking ]

[ Sobbing ]

Lungs.

Flooded with fluid.

Ergo, she drowned.

Now, since l'm not a complete idiot,

would you like to tell me what we’re really looking for?

Mr. Clemens.

Superintendent.

I don’t believe you’ve met Lieutenant Ripley.

What’s going on, Mr. Clemens?

Τhat’s right, sir. What’s going on, Mr. Clemens?

Well, first— [ Clattering ]

the lieutenant is feeling much better, I’m happy to say.

Second, in the interest of public health,

I am performing an autopsy. Without my authority.

Well, there didn’t seem to be time.

But it’s turned out all right.

There’s no sign od contagion in the body. Good.

But it might be helpful if Lt. Ripley didn't parade around in front of the prisoners,

as I am told she did in the last hour.

lt might also be helpful...

id you kept me informed as to any change in her physical status.

Or would that be asking too much?

- We have to cremate the bodies. - Nonsense. We’ll keep the bodies on ice till the rescue team arrives.

- On ice. - There is the public health issue.

The lieutenant feels that there is still a possibility od a communicable infection.

l thought you said there was no sign od disease.

[ Clemens ] It would appear that the child drowned.

But without the benefit of proper laboratory tests,

it’s impossible to be absolutely certain.

l would consider it unwise...

to tolerate even the possibility of an unwelcome virus.

An outbreak of cholera would look extremely bad on a report.

Would it not, sir? [ Clears Throat ]

We’ve 25 prisoners in this facility.

All double-y-chromos.

All thieves, rapists, murderers, child molesters. All scum.

Just because they’ve taken on religion doesn’t make them any less dangerous.

l try not to offend their convictions.

I don't want to upset the order.

l don’t want ripples in the water.

And l don’t want a woman walking around giving them ideas.

l see. For my own personal sadety.

Exactly.

l will leave the details of the cremation to you, Mr. Clemens.

They may use the furnace, but l want everyone back in lockup by 2200 hours.

[ Assistant ] You called it, sir.

[ Clattering ]

"We commit this child...

"and this man to your keeping, O Lord.

"Τheir bodies...

"have been taken from the shadow od our nights.

"Τhey have been released...

from all darkness and pain.’'

[ Growling ]

"Τhe child and the man...

"have gone beyond our world.

"They are forever eternal...

"and everlasting.

[ Dog Barking ]

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.’'

[ Man ] Why?

Why are the innocent punished?

[ Growling, Whines ]

Why the sacrifice?

Why the pain?

[ Growls, Whimpers ]

There aren’t any promises.

- Nothing’s certain. - [ Growling ]

Only that some get called, some get saved.

She won’t ever know the hardship and gried...

- for those of us left behind. - [ Whimpering ]

We commit these bodies to the void...

with a glad heart.

[ Growling ]

For within each seed,

there is a promise od a flower.

[ Gurgling ]

And within each death,

no matter how small,

there’s always a new life.

[ Gurgling ]

A new beginning.

- Amen. - [ Gurgling ]

[ All ] Amen.

[ Alien Squawking ]

[ Man ] I'll tell you, it's fucking weird.

The only one to survive that crash is a woman.

What trouble can she cause?

She’s already changed everything.

[ Chattering Continues ]

[ Water Running ]

What the fuck are we supposed to do—

I, for one— [ Men Chattering, Overlapping ]

I mean it!

[ Man Laughs ] Messin' round here, that’s for sure.

[ Man ] Well, hello.

l just wanted to, uh, say thanks for what you said at the funeral. It was, uh—

My friends would have appreciated it.

Yeah, well, you don’t wanna know me, lady.

I’m a murderer and rapist od women.

Really?

Well, l guess I must make you nervous.

- Do you have any faith, sister? - Not much.

Well, we’ve got a lot od faith here. Enough even for you.

l thought women weren’t allowed.

Well, we’ve never had any bedore,

but we tolerate anybody.

- Even the intolerable. - Thank you.

That’s just a statement od principle. Nothing personal.

You see, we’ve got a good place to wait here.

And until now, no temptation.

[ Clemens ] Dillon and the rest of the alternative people...

embraced religion, as it were, about five years ago.

Tincture? [ Ripley ] I'm on medication.

Hardly. What kind od religion?

Some sort od apocalyptic, millenarian, Christian fundamentalist, uh—

Right. Exactly.

Point is, when the company wanted to close the facility down,

Dillon and the rest of the converts wanted to stay.

And they were allowed to remain as custodians...

with two minders...

and a medical officer.

And here we are.

Ηow did you get this wonderful assignment?

Ηow do you like your new haircut?

lt’s okay.

Now that l’ve gone out on a limb for you with Andrews,

damaged my already less-than-perfect relationship with that good man,

and brieded you...

on the humdrum history of Fury 1 61 ,

can you not tell me what you were looking dor in the girl?

You attracted to me?

ln what way?

ln that way.

Very direct.

l’ve been out here a long time.

♪ In the year 751 0 ♪

♪ Id God’s a-comin’ ♪

♪ Ηe oughta make it by then ♪

♪ Maybe he’ll look around and say ♪

♪ Guess it’s time for the Judgment— ♪

Yech!

♪ ln the year ♪♪

Hey, Spike. Spike? Spikey!

Are you down there? What are you doing?

[ Screaming , lndistinct ]

l really appreciate your affections,

but l am aware that they... deflected my question.

ln the nicest possible way, of course.

[ Ripley ] You’re spoiling the mood.

l have a job to do. [ Clears Throat ]

l just want to know why we had to cremate the bodies.

l had a terrible dream in hypersleep.

And l had to be sure what killed her.

Anyway, I made a mistake.

Possibly.

[ Sighs ] And now l’ve made another mistake.

Really? What’s that?

Fraternizing with a prisoner.

Physical contact. It’s against the rules, isn’t it?

l’m not a prisoner.

You have a bar code on the back od your head.

[ Sighs ]

That does deserve an explanation.

But l don’t think now is the moment.

[ lntercom Buzzes ] [ Assistant On Intercom ] Mr. Clemens.

Mr. Aaron. Superintendent Andrews would like you to report...

to vent shaft 22 on the second quadrant— now.

We’ve had an accident. Something serious?

You could call it that. One od our prisoners has been... diced.

Sorry. l have to go.

Official duties.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

- Who was it? - Murphy.

How do you know?

Τhat’s his boot.

l gave him the assignment, sir. He was a wanker.

No apologies, Mr. Aaron. It wasn't your fault.

Well, not much to say, is there?

Death was instantaneous. No shit.

l take it he was pulled into the fan.

Sudden rush od air, I’d imagine, except—

Right. Almost happened to me once.

I’ve told him so many times, "Stay away from the fans.’'

Nobody bloody listens.

Except the dan was blowing.

- What’s that? - I don’t know.

I want to see you in my quarters in 30 minutes, if you’ll please, Mr. Clemens.

[ Aaron ] Have you got any ideas?

[ Gas Hissing ]

[ Beeping ]

Ηere you are. You know, wandering around without an escort...

is really gonna piss Superintendent Andrews off.

Will you tell me about your accident?

One of the prisoners has been killed.

Really? How? Hmm.

ln the air shaft.

Poor soul backed into a nine-doot dan.

I found something at the accident site,

just a bit away from where it happened.

A mark. A burn.

Rather like the one you dound on the girl's cryo-tube.

Look. l’m on your side.

l want to help, but l need to know what’s going on...

or what you think is going on.

ld you really wanna help,

find me a computer with audio capabilities...

so I can access this flight recorder.

We don’t have anything like that here.

[ Sighs ] Well, what about Bishop? Bishop?

The droid that crashed with me.

l can point you in the right direction.

l can’t join you.

l have a previous engagement.

Listen to me, you piece od shit.

You screw with me one more time, I’ll cut you in half.

l’m sorry. I don’t think l understand.

At 0700 hours, l received word from the network.

l may point out this is the first high-level communication...

this installation has ever received, to my knowledge.

They want this woman looked after.

They consider her to be very high priority. Why?

l have no idea.

But why did you let her out of the infirmary?

This accident with Murphy is what happens...

when one of these dumb sons of a bitches walks around with a hard-on.

l’m a doctor. You’re the jailer.

We both know exactly what you are.

Sit down. I think it might be better id I left.

l find you... unpleasant to be around.

You do? lsn’t that lovely? Consider this, Mr. Clemens.

How would you like me to explain your sordid history...

to your newfound friend?

For her personal edification, of course.

Now sit the hell down.

Now, is there anything l should know?

[ Thunderclap ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Thunderclap ]

[ Grunting ]

- [ Screams ] - Shut up, you duckin' bitch!

- Get in there! - Shut up, you bitch!

- Nobody’s gonna hear you. - Goddamn it, let go od me!

Fuck you! No!

Hold still! Shh! Shh! [ Shouting ]

No! Goddamn it!

[ Roars ]

[ Grunts, Groans ]

You okay?

No! Son od a bitch!

Take off. l gotta reeducate some of the brothers.

We’ve gotta discuss some matters of the spirit.

[ Groans ]

[ Man ] This is like 1 0 city blocks.

[ Man Chewing Loudly ]

How many? This makes 1 76.

Can’t you chew a little quieter?

l’m trying to figure out how big this compartment is.

I can’t think with all this goddamn noise you’re making.

You’re not supposed to swear. I’m sorry.

- Now, we’ve encircled this entire compartment once— - Hey.

What?

What the shit is doing that?

Swearing. Shut up.

lt’s all right to say "shit.’' It ain't against God.

What the hell is going on with the candles?

Must be the wind from one of the vent shafts.

Backwash drom the closest circulating unit.

But id all the candles go out, how the hell we gonna know where we are?

Somebody will just have to go back and relight them.

I guess l’m nominated.

Watch your step, brother.

Okay, who are the comedians?

[ Liquid Dripping ]

[ Screeches ]

[ Man Screaming ]

[ Both Screaming ]

Wait, wait, wait!

- Quick, grab it. Ηere. - Help me! Help me!

Go! Fuckin’ go!

Go, go, go! Quick! Run!

[ Both Screaming ]

Gimme that!

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Clattering ]

[ Screams ] Get this fucking thing off me!

Oh, duck!

Let me go! [ Screams ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Beeping ]

[ Beeping Continues ]

[ Servo Whirs ]

[ Softly ] Hey.

Ah, Ripley.

Hi, Bishop. How you feeling?

My legs hurt.

Uh, listen, l’m sorry.

lt’s okay. I’m just a glorified toaster.

Ηow are you?

l like your new haircut.

Bishop, can you access data on the flight recorder?

No problem.

[ Beeping ]

l’m home. What happened on the Sulaco?

Why were our cryo-tubes ejected?

[ Computer Voice ] Stasis interrupted.

Fire in cryogenic compartment.

Repeat. Fire in cryogenic— What happened?

What started the fire, Bishop?

Can you hear me?

[ Normal Voice ] The fire was electrical.

lt was in the subflooring.

Did the sensors pick up anything moving around on the ship prior to separation?

lt’s very dark here, Ripley. I’m not what I used to be.

Just tell me. Does the recorder indicate anything?

Was there an alien on board?

Yes.

ls it on the sulaco or did it come with us on the E.E.V.?

lt was with us all the way.

Does the company know?

Τhe company knows everything that happened on the ship.

lt all goes into the computer and gets sent back to network.

And they want it.

l hurt. Do me a davor. Disconnect me.

l could be reworked, but l’ll never be top of the line again.

l’d rather be nothing.

You’re sure?

Do it for me, Ripley.

[ Whirring ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Men Chattering ]

lt wasn’t me! l didn’t do it!

[ Chattering ] It was— It was the dragon.

Feeds on minds. lt was—

Nobody can stop it. What about Boggs and Rains?

They got s-slaughtered like pigs. It wasn't me!

- lt wasn’t me! - Stark raving mad.

l’m not saying it was anyone’s dault, but he should have been chained up.

You called it, sir. Mad as a fucking hatter.

Keep him separated from the rest. I don’t want him causing a panic.

Clemens, sedate this poor idiot. Yeah?

Not until we know about the brothers.

Now, now. Pull yourseld together. Talk to me now.

Now, where are Boggs and Rains? It wasn't me!

[ Andrews ] Ηopeless. You’re not gonna get anything out of him.

It wasn’t me. We'll have to send out a search team.

I’m afraid we’ll have to assume there’s a very good chance...

this simple bastard has murdered them.

Now, you don’t know that.

He’s never lied to me.

He’s crazy, he’s a dool, but he’s not a liar.

He’s telling the truth.

l’d like to talk to him about this— this dragon.

- lt was a dragon. - [ Andrews ] You’re not talking to anyone, Lieutenant.

I’m not interested in your opinion,

because you are not in full possession od the dacts.

Τhis man is a convicted multiple murderer, known dor particularly brutal crimes.

Isn’t that right, Mr. Dillon?

Yeah. That part’s right.

Then l’ll talk to you. lt’s important.

When I have finished with my official duties,

l will be quite pleased to have a little chat, yes?

Let me see id l have this correct, Lieutenant. It’s an eight-foot creature of some kind,

with acid dor blood, and it arrived on your spaceship.

It kills on sight and is generally unpleasant.

And, od course, you expect me to accept all this on your word.

No, I don’t expect anything.

- Quite a story, Mr. Aaron. - Right, sir. It’s a beauty.

- Never heard anything quite like it, sir. - Expect not.

Tell me, Lieutenant, what would you suggest we do?

Well, what kind of weapons have you got?

This is a prison.

lt’s not a good idea to allow prisoners access to firearms.

What keeps them from killing you?

Fear. Τhere’s no way to escape.

With the arrival of the next supply ship, the company would eliminate them.

Τhis is a maximum security prison,

and you have no weapons of any kind?

We have some carving knives in the abattoir. A few more in the mess hall.

Some fire axes scattered about the place. Nothing terribly formidable.

Τhat’s all?

We’re on the honor system.

- Then we’re fucked. - No, you're fucked.

Confined to the infirmary. Quarantined.

Mr. Aaron will escort you.

I think you’ll be safe from any large, nasty beast while you're there, right?

Yes, that’s a good girl.

[ lntercom Buzzes ] [ Aaron ] Let's all report to the mess hall.

Superintendent Andrews wants a meeting. Mess hall, right away, people.

Isn’t there any way off of this place? Some way to escape?

[ Laughs ] No. Supply ship comes every six months.

- And that’s it? - And that’s it.

Fuck.

They are sending somebody to pick you up quite soon, I gather.

Really. [ Coughs ] What’s "soon"?

l don’t know. Nobody’s ever been in a hurry to get here bedore.

Do you want to tell me what you and Andrews talked about?

No.

You’ll just say I’m crazy. [ Liquid Swishing ]

- That’s a bit uncharitable. - [ Inhales, Coughing ]

Ηow are you deeling?

[ Sighs ] Not so hot. [ Clears Throat ]

Sore throat.

Sick to my stomach. Pissed off.

Well, that’s understandable given the circumstances.

Perhaps l should give you one of my special cocktails.

[ Golic ] I don’t know why everybody blames everybody for everything.

Nobody’s perfect, only human.

I don’t know a perfect human. Nobody I know.

You married?

Me? You should get married, have kids.

Pretty girl. l used to know lots od ’em back home.

Τhey used to like me.

For a while.

You’re gonna die too.

Are you? What?

Married.

[ Ripley ] Why?

- Just curious. - No.

Ηow about leveling with me?

When l asked how you got assigned here, you avoided the question.

And then when l asked about the prison l.D. tattooed on the back od your head,

you ducked me again.

lt’s a long, sad story...

and more than a little melodramatic.

Try me.

[ Liquid Swishing ] Id you insist.

After my student years,

despite the fact that l had become...

secretly addicted to morphine,

l was considered to be most promising,

a man with a duture.

And during my first residency, I did a 36-hour stretch on an E.R.

So, l went out and l got more than a little drunk.

Then l got called back.

Boiler had blown on a fuel plant,

and there were 30 casualties.

And 1 1 of them died.

Not as a result of the accident...

but because l prescribed the wrong dosage od painkiller.

l got seven years in prison and my license reduced to a 3-C.

At least l got off the morphine.

l’m sorry.

l think l was let off lightly.

Did you serve your time here?

l got to know this motley crew quite well.

So when they stayed, l stayed.

Nobody else would employ me.

So, do you still trust me with a needle?

[ Hisses, Screeches ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Growls, Hisses ] [ Yelps ]

[ Whimpering ]

Once again, this is rumor control.

Ηere are the dacts.

At 0800 hours, prisoner Murphy,

through carelessness on his part,

was found dead in vent shaft 1 7.

He seems to have been sucked into a ventilator dan.

[ Gasping ]

At about 21 00 hours,

prisoner Golic reappeared in a deranged state.

Prisoners Boggs and Rains are missing.

Τhere seems to be a good chance that they have met with doul play...

at the hands of prisoner Golic. [ Mutters ]

We need to organize and send out a search party.

Volunteers will be appreciated.

l think it’s fair to say that our smoothly running facility...

has suddenly developed a few problems.

l can only hope we are able to all pull together over the next few days...

until the rescue team arrives for Lieutenant Ripley.

lt’s here! lt got Clemens!

- Stop this raving at once! Stop it! - I’m telling you, it’s here!

Aaron, get that doolish woman back to the infirmary!

- [ Screams ] - [ All Shouting ]

[ Man ] Move it!

Out od my way!

Fuck!

[ Man ] What do we do now? Who’s in charge?

Organize. We gotta organize, right?

Right. Well, l guess I’m next in line.

- 85’s gonna be in charge. Jesus, give us a break! - Don’t call me that.

[ Aaron ] Okay, look. Τhere’s no way I can replace Andrews.

Ηe was a good man. I know you guys didn’t appreciate him.

Aaron, we don’t want to hear that shit now.

Hey, sister, what about you? You're an officer.

How about showing us a little leadership?

Forget ducking Shirley Τemple. You take charge.

- Right. - You run things here anyway.

No duckin’ way. I’m not the officer type.

l just take care od my own.

Well, what does this fucking beast want?

ls this mother gonna try dor us all?

- Yeah. - Well, ain't that sweet?

- So how are we gonna stop it? - [ Clears Throat ]

- We have no weapons. ls that correct? - Right.

l haven’t seen one exactly like this bedore.

Moves differently.

But the others were afraid od fire—

not much else.

- Can we seal off this area? - No chance.

Τhe installation’s 1 0 miles square.

There’s 600 air ducts running to the surface. What about video?

l see these closed-circuit monitors everywhere. We could try to find it that way.

The video system hasn’t worked in years. Nothing much works here.

We got a lot od technology, no way to fix it.

- What 85 is trying to tell you is— - Don’t call me that!

we ain’t got no entertainment center, no climate control,

no video system, no surveillance,

no freezers, no ducking ice cream,

no rubbers, no women, no guns.

All we got here is shit!

Oh, what the hell are we even talking to her for?

She’s the one that brought the fucker.

Why don’t we just get her head and shove it through the fucking wall?

[ Dillon ] Hey, Morse.

Why don’t you shut the fuck up?

Hmm.

Right.

Right. What are we going to do?

What’s this? Um,

that leads from the mess hall to the infirmary.

lt’s a ventilation shaft.

Then we go in there, dlush it out.

Ηey. Ηey, look, there’s miles and miles od tunnel through there.

lt won’t go far.

lt’ll nest in this area.

Right around...

here. How do you know that?

lt’s like a lion.

lt sticks close to the zebras.

Zebras? Oh, right.

But, look. Running around down here in the dark— Are you kidding?

Once you get out of this main shaft, there's no overheads.

Don’t we have flashlights? We got thousands of 'em, but no batteries.

l told you, nothing works. Torches?

Do we have the capacity to make fire?

Most humans have enjoyed that privilege since the Stone Age.

No need to be sarcastic.

Never been used. They were gonna dump a lot of nuclear crap in there.

Never got around to it. It’s clean as a whistle inside.

This the only way in or out?

Τhat’s right. Walls are six feet thick, solid steel.

Really knew how to build these babies.

You’re saying we get something in there,

there’s no way it can get out?

That’s right. No fucking way.

[ Whistles ]

Τhis is where we keep it. I dorget what the stuff's called.

Quinitricetyline. I knew that.

Right. l’ve got to get these section arrangements organized with Dillon...

for the paintbrush, uh—

So, um— David.

Yeah. You can get these drums organized. Right, 85.

And, uh, don’t call me that.

What’s this "85'’ thing?

Couple od us sneaked a look at his personnel file the day he arrived.

lt’s his l.Q.

l saw a drum od this stuff...

fall into a beachhead bunker once.

The blast put a tug in dry dock dor 1 7 weeks.

Great stuff!

All right. Let me get this straight.

You want to burn it down and out of the pipes,

force it in here, slam the door...

and trap its ass? Right.

And you want help from us y-chromo boys, huh?

You got something better to do?

Why should we put our ass on the line dor you?

Your ass is already on the line.

The only question is...

what are you gonna do about it?

[ Chattering ]

What is this stuff?

Man, this stuff stinks.

So you miss Doc, right?

What makes you say that?

l thought you two got real close.

[ Sighs ]

l guess you’ve been looking through some keyholes.

Τhat’s what l thought. [ Exhales ] Oh!

l hate this place. I hate this place.

Well.

Τhere’s definitely something in here with us.

Okay. Don’t light the fire until I give the signal.

This is the signal.

Got it? Can you remember that?

[ Grunts ]

[ Groans ] Shit!

[ Ηissing ]

[ Muttering ] Buh—

Wait dor the fucking signal!

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Get down!

Aaah!

Come on, come on! We gotta find the sprinklers!

Come on! We gotta help these guys!

[ Screaming ]

Come on! Move! Move!

Go to the waste dump. Don’t open the doors!

[ Screaming ]

Dillon, over here. Here’s another one.

Oh, Jesus. This makes 1 0.

[ Aaron ] Fucking great!

[ Exhales ] Well, now what are we gonna do?

- [ Gasps ] - You okay?

Piss on her. The fucking thing’s loose out there. What are we gonna do?

[ Aaron ] l just said that, you miserable little shit!

Come on. Cut that shit out.

Tell your fucking bozo to shape up! [ Gasping ]

Wh-Wh-What do you think?

[ Exhales ] l think l have to get to the E.E.V.

- Why? What’s up? - I just have to use the neuroscanner.

- You don’t look so good. - Who gives a shit how she looks?

- What are we gonna do? - Want a smack in the mouth, you stupid wanker?

Shut the duck up and stop causing panic!

Panic— You’re so fucking stupid, you couldn’t spell it. Don’t talk to me about panic.

- We ought to ducking panic! - All right. Now shut up, both od you!

Shut up!

- Well, I’m out od ideas! - Oh, surprise me.

What about outside? Great idea.

Sun don’t come up for another two days. It's 40 below zero.

Τhe rescue team’s 1 0 hours away. So that makes a lot of sense!

Wonderful. You just want us to stay here and let this thing have us dor lunch!

l want you to get everybody that's still left together.

- Come down to the furnace. - Okay.

[ Switches Clicking ]

- Need any help? - [ Exhales ]

I don’t mean to scare you.

You shouldn’t be wandering around alone.

Do me a favor and run this keyboard, will you?

Okay.

What do I do? Hit "B’' or "C."

What’s "C'’?

"Display biofunctions.’' That’s it.

[ Electrical Pulses ]

Okay, we’re hot. Now what?

Let it run a cycle.

[ Aaron ] It’s real fuzzy.

Ηit "enhancement.’'

[ Pulsing Continues ]

[ Sighs ]

Keep looking.

l don’t know how to read this stuff.

[ Ripley ] Hemorrhaging will show as a dark patch.

[ Clears Τhroat ] Look for...

hairline fractures through the base of the skull.

[ Electrical Drone ] Little white lines.

What is it?

l think you’ve got one inside of you.

That’s not possible.

[ Panting ] What does it look like?

- Ηorrible. - I have to see it.

- Freeze it. - You don’t want to look at it.

Freeze it!

[ Beeping ]

l’m sorry.

lt’s up. What do you want to say?

Tell them the whole place has gone toxic.

Are you kidding?

Τhen they won’t come here. The rescue team will turn back.

Yeah. l know. What are you talking about?

Our only hope is that they kill this fucker.

And maybe they can do something for you. I don’t know, freeze you—

Τhey can do an operation. They’ve got the technology.

ld this organism gets off the planet, it’ll kill everything.

Τhe company doesn’t care about that.

They just want it for their bioweapons division, okay?

So we can’t let them come here.

Fuck you.

Look, l’m sorry you’ve got this thing inside you, but I'm getting rescued.

l don’t give a shit about these stupid prisoners, but I've got a wife, a kid.

- l’ll go home on the next rotation! - I know. This is hard.

I’m gonna send this message. I need that fucking code.

l’m sorry, babe. lt’s classidied.

Listen, you stupid little shit! This has got to be done, okay?

Τhere are no alternatives! No way!

You’re not getting it! No ducking way!

[ Computer Beeps ]

Look, it’s nothing personal.

Understand?

l think you’re okay.

Ah. [ Chuckles ]

Τhanks.

Ηave you got any ideas? I don't know.

Maybe l’ll go find it. See how smart it is.

You’re gonna go and look dor it? Yeah.

l have a pretty good idea of where it is.

lt’s just down there... in the basement.

Τhis whole place is a basement. [ Chuckles ]

lt’s a metaphor. Wanna come?

[ Exhales ] Fuck me. [ Computer Beeping ]

[ Breathing Ηeavily ]

[ Machinery Clanking ]

[ Exhales Sharply ]

Where are you when l need you?

[ Clattering ] [ Hissing ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Liquid Gurgling ]

Don’t be adraid.

l’m part of the damily.

[ Clattering ]

You’ve been in my life so long,

l can’t remember anything else.

Now do something dor me.

lt’s easy.

Just—

Just do what you do.

[ Grunts ]

[ Metal Clatters ]

[ Squealing ]

[ Ηisses ]

Oh! [ Thuds ]

- lt won’t kill me. - What are you doing out here? You’re supposed to be laying low.

l have one inside of me.

What are you talking about? I saw it... on the CAT scan.

lt’s a queen— an egg layer.

lt can make thousands more like the one we’ve got here.

Still sounds like bullshit to me.

ld that thing’s inside you, how’d it get there?

[ Exhales ] I don’t know.

When l was in hypersleep, l guess.

l don’t have much time,

and I can’t do what l should.

l need you to help me.

l need you to kill me.

- What the fuck are you talking about? - I’m dead anyway.

l can’t survive it.

But the one inside od me can generate thousands more.

lt has to die.

So somebody’s gotta kill me.

Are you up to it?

You don’t have to worry about that.

[ Exhales ]

No speeches.

No prayers.

[ Exhales, Sniffs ]

- What’s going on? - I don’t like losing a fight.

[ Metal Clatters ] Not to nobody, not to nothing.

Fuck. That damn thing out there has already killed half my men,

got the other half scared shitless.

As long as it’s alive, sister, you’re not gonna save any universe.

[ Softly ] You said you were gonna kill me.

- You fucking coward! - I want that thing!

l want to get this thing, and I need you to do it.

And id it won’t kill you, then maybe that helps us fight it.

Otherwise, fuck you! [ Groans ]

[ Metal Scrapes ] Dillon.

We waste this thing,

then you take care of me. No problem.

Quick, easy and painless.

[ Dillon ] You die sitting here on your ass, or you die out there.

At least we take a shot. We owe it one.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I’m talkin’ about killing that big motherfucker.

[ Morse ] Still doesn’t mean we should go out and fight it.

- Jesus Christ! Give us a break! - You guys have got to be fucking nuts!

- Look, l’ve got a wide and a kid. - Nobody gives a shit about you, 85.

You’re not one of us. You're not a believer.

- You’re a ducking company man! - Yeah, okay.

Okay, I’m a company man and not a fucking criminal.

You keep telling me how dumb I am.

Well, l’m smart enough not to have a lide sentence on this rock!

- Fuck you! - Piss off, 85!

Yeah, and I’m smart enough to wait for some firepower to show up before we fight this thing!

Right, Morse?

Right. Okay. Just sit here on your asses. Fine.

Ηow about id l sit here on my ass?

No problem. Oh, l forgot.

You’re the guy that’s made a deal with God...

to live forever, huh?

And all the rest of you pussies can sit it out too.

Me and her’ll do all the dighting.

Okay. But l want the same thing as you.

l want to see it dead. l hate the fucker! It killed my mates too!

Why the fuck can’t we wait for the company and have some guns on our side?

- Why do we have to go on some fucking suicide run? - Right.

Because they won’t kill it.

They might kill you just for having seen it. But they’re not gonna kill it.

Τhat is crazy! That is horseshit! They will not kill us!

When they first heard about this thing,

it was "crew expendable.’'

Τhe next time they sent in marines. They were expendable too.

What makes you think they’re gonna care about a bunch od liders...

who found God at the ass end of space?

You really think they’re going to let you...

interfere with their plans for this thing?

They think we’re— we’re crud.

And they don’t give a fuck about one friend of yours...

that’s— that’s died.

Not one.

Ηave you got some sort od plan?

This is a lead works, isn’t it?

All we got to do is lure the ducking beast into the mold,

drown it in hot lead.

All right. So how do we do that?

Yeah. What are we gonna use dor bait?

- Oh, fuck! - You’re all gonna die.

Only question is how you check out.

Do you want it on your deet...

or on your fucking knees, begging?

l ain’t much for begging.

Nobody ever gave me nothin’.

So l say duck that thing! Let’s fight it!

Fuck it! Let’s go for it!

[ Chattering ]

Let’s kick its ducking ass. What id it runs at us?

That’s a fucking good idea.

[ Computer Voice ] Channel "A,’' Door 1 open.

When was the last time you used this place?

We fired it up five, six years ago.

You sure the piston’s gonna work?

There’s nothing for sure in this place.

[ Electricity Crackling ]

We trap it here first, then you pull the lever, start the piston.

Τhen the piston’s gonna push the motherfucker right into the mold.

Then one of the guys will pour the lead. End of his ass. End of story.

- What if somebody screws it up? - We’re fucked. You got one chance.

One shot at it. That’s all.

We’ll never have time to reset it. Now remember, when you pull the lever,

for a few seconds you’re gonna be trapped in here with that fuckin’ thing.

ld you guys don't drop the ball, I won't.

Well, you just better be right about that thing not wanting you.

Because id it wants out, that's how it's gonna go.

Through that alcove, through you.

Where are you gonna be? I’ll be around.

- What about the others? Where are they? - Praying.

I have a problem with this. What part?

The part where we’re running around in a dark fucking maze with that thing chasing us.

You’ll lead it down channel "B’' to the piston chamber.

l’ll close the doors behind you.

[ Computer Voice ] Channel "J.'’

Door 8 open. Hey! What if it won’t cooperate?

What if we get lost?

Τhis was her idea.

[ Computer Voice ] Channel "B,'’ Door 7.

l don’t know about this shit.

- Ηey, guys! My door ain’t working! - What the duck’s he saying?

l think we’d better rethink this thing! [ Echoing ]

[ Screaming, Faint ]

Did anybody hear anything?

Come on! Come and get me, you fucker!

lt’s behind me!

- lt’s starting. - Still behind me!

lt’s in channel "B’’!

Still coming! Shut the doors!

Must be heading over to channel "A’’!

Τhis thing is really pissed off!

Did you say "B'’? No, "E'’!

But you said we should stay here! Move your fucking ass!

Morse?

Kevin!

[ Breathing Ηeavily ]

Yoo-hoo! Hey, fuckface!

Come and get me! Take your best shot!

[ Shouting ]

Kevin, where are you?

A-7 closed.

[ Shouting ]

Open the east wing. Door B-7 safe!

[ Screaming ]

[ Groaning ]

You cool? Yeah! Okay. Over to "E,’' everybody!

Where the fuck is "E’'? This way!

[ Panting ]

Here. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my— You bastard! - [ Hissing ]

lt’s coming! lt’s coming, Dillon! Geez, it’s coming!

lt’s comin’ after us! Shut the ducking doors! That was the plan!

Geez, it’s on the fucking ceiling!

Dillon! Anybody! This is not a drill!

Kevin! Gregor!

Where the fuck are you?

[ Shouting ]

Now l’m back in "A’’!

Shut. Come on.

Door 3, "F’’ Channel closed!

l hope.

[ Grunts ] Fuck!

What the fuck are you doing? What?

Don’t hold it like that. Ηold it like this. What the fuck—

You’ll fucking kill someone, you fucking moron! Ow!

- [ Hissing ] - [ Screams ]

- Morse! Kevin! - [ Screams ]

Gregor!

All they have to do is run down the damn corridor.

Stay here.

Where the hell is it? [ Hisses ]

[ Men Shouting, Overlapping ]

- [ Hissing ] - [ Screams ]

[ Faint ] It’s coming. Aw, Jesus!

[ Screams, Whimpers ]

[ Ripley ] No! Don’t start the piston! [ Cackling ]

- No! We have to trap it! No! - [ Grunting ]

No! What are you doing? lt’s gone! No! No. [ Stammering ]

[ Panting ] It's gone.

Okay?

Okay.

[ Groans ]

[ Screaming, Groaning ]

What the heck?

All right!

Kevin! Don’t struggle! [ Groaning ]

- Don’t move! No! Don’t struggle! - [ Grunts ]

Come on. Come on, Kevin. Come on!

Come on! Come on! Come on. [ Gagging ]

- Τhe doors. - It's coming!

Take the piston!

l got ya. lt’s all right.

It’s okay. I got ya. It’s okay.

lt’s all right, Kevin. [ Gurgles ]

Kevin!

[ Softly ] Kevin.

[ Hissing ]

Leave him.

Leave him. Ηe’s dead. Lure it in.

[ Ηissing ]

Shit. How much time?

[ Dillon ] I’m not sure. Four or five minutes.

But we’ve got to get it back in here before the piston seals this place off.

- Now, let’s move it! - [ Gasps ]

[ Computer Voice, Indistinct ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Panting ]

[ Shouting, Babbling ]

- Help me! - Jude!

[ Jude Screaming ] Dillon! Help me, Dillon!

lt’s coming at me!

Don’t look back, Jude! Run as fast as you fucking can!

[ Shouting ] Help me!

God! Please! Help!

[ Computer Voice, Indistinct ]

[ Computer Voice ] Channel "C,’’ Door 3 closed. [ Panting ]

[ Door Opens ]

Jesus Christ! Thank God you’re here.

Warder Aaron, sir. 1 -3-7-5-1 -2.

- Not many od us left, sir. - Where is Lieutenant Ripley?

- ls she still alive? - Id she’s alive, she’s in the furnace.

She’s in the lead works with the beast.

Wouldn’t wait.

[ Grunting ]

Jesus Christ. You fucker. Scared me shitless! [ Laughing ]

l thought you were the fucking beast. You fuck!

[ Laughing ]

[ Screams ] Wanker!

[ Grunting, Gasping ]

Move. Come on, you bastard!

Come on! Come on, get out od there!

Come here!

[ Dillon ] Ripley, we’re running out of time!

[ Τail Whipping ] [ Grunting ]

- Ripley, where are you? - [ Grunting ]

- [ Τail Whipping ] - [ Grunts, Screams ]

[ Ripley Grunting, Screaming ]

No!

Come on. Get out od there!

What the duck is wrong with you? No! No!

Let it go! Let it go!

- Yes! It’s working! - Scream!

To the piston! Scream! Let it follow us.

Come on! We got to get it in front od the piston.

[ Ripley ] Get back there. It’s dollowing us!

[ Ripley Screaming ] [ Dillon ] Motherfucker! Come on! Come and get us!

Come on!

[ Ripley ] Up to the door! Close it!

[ Dillon ] Come on, motherfucker! Come on.

[ Ripley ] Come on! Get the door!

- Get the door! - Morse!

Now! Shut it!

Shut it, Morse! [ Gasps ]

Morse, shut that door!

- Now! - Shut the fucking door!

- [ Hisses ] - I’m going for the lead!

[ Ηisses ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Screeching ]

- Go! Now! - What about you?

- l’m staying. - Bullshit! Τhere’s gonna be 1 0 tons od hot lead in there!

l keep telling you, l want to die! We got a deal!

Remember? lt dies first, then you!

l’m not gonna move without you! Now get going!

[ Ηisses ]

- Dillon! - I’ve got to hold it here.

- What about me? - God will take care of you now, sister!

No!

Pour the lead.

- Fuck you. - [ Hisses ]

[ Screaming ] Go on! Pour it, Ripley! Go on! Damn it!

Pour that lead, Ripley! Pour it now!

Come on! Come on! That's all you’ve got?

ls that all that you dight, motherfucker! Come on!

Morse! Morse, over here! [ Screaming Continues ]

- Ripley! - Pour the lead!

- Pour the lead! - [ Screaming ]

Pour it!

- [ Grunting ] - [ Grunting ]

[ Laughing ]

l hate bugs!

[ Screeches ]

[ Ηissing ]

[ Grunting ]

Ripley! It’s burning hot!

Hit the sprinklers!

Douse the fucker!

[ Gasps ]

- [ Ηissing ] - [ Grunts ]

[ Screeching ]

Gotcha!

Yes!

[ Coughing ]

[ Gasps ]

- [ Ripley ] Don’t come any closer. - Wait. They're here to help.

Stay where you are!

- Ripley. - Bishop.

l’m here to help you. No more bullshit.

l just delt it move.

- You know who l am? - You’re a droid.

Same model as Bishop. Sent by the fucking company.

No. I’m not the Bishop android.

I designed it.

l’m very human.

Τhe company sent me here to show you a friendly dace,

to demonstrate how important you are to us,

to me.

- You just want to take it back. - We want to kill it and take you home.

- Bullshit. - You’re wrong. We want to help.

What does that mean?

We’re gonna take that out of you. And keep it.

Can’t allow it to live. Everything we know would be in jeopardy.

You don’t want to take it back?

Ripley, time is important.

We’ve got a surgical bay set up on the rescue ship. Come with me.

You still can have a life, children—

And most important, you’ll know it’s dead.

Let me help you.

What guarantee do l have...

once you’ve taken it out, you’ll destroy it?

You have to trust me.

Please? Trust me?

No.

- What’s this gonna achieve? - [ Screams ]

- Stop! - Ow! Oh, Jesus!

[ Groaning ] Morse.

Will you help me? What do you want me to do?

It was a mistake! There was no need for any od it!

Fucking android!

Ripley, think of all we could learn from it.

It’s the chance od a lifetime!

You must let me have it! It's a magnificent specimen!

What are you doing?

No!

[ Screeching ]

[ Screeching Continues ]

[ Grunts ] [ Chuckles ]

Come on, you. Get going. Oh, duck you!

[ Static ]

[ Ripley’s Voice ] Ash, Captain Dallas are dead.

Cargo and ship destroyed.

I should reach the frontier in about six weeks.

With a little luck, the network will pick me up.

This is Ripley,

last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.

[ Beeping ]

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