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RESEARCH SHIP USM AURIGA

MILITARY OF THE UNITED SYSTEMS

CREW: 42 CONSERVATIVES, 7 SCIENTISTS

Mommy always said there are no monsters.

Not in reality.

But they exist.

She is perfect.

Cautious.

2 centimeters.

OK. OK.

Good. Have nutrient liquid ready.

And...

Here it is.

Be careful.

Good God.

bracket.

And her? Can we keep them alive?

How is the innkeeper?

HOST

She's fine.

Sew them shut again.

Good job. From everyone involved.

What is our number 8 doing?

She shines to be in good health.

- How well? - Terrific.

Much better than according to our calculations.

Look at the scar tissue.

Do you see the decline?

- This is only 3 days old? - Even.

That's good.

This is very good.

We can be very proud of you.

No.

Not. Nothing happened to me.

Now try this.

- hand. - Almost.

Glove.

Number 8?

- Fruit. - Good. Cherries.

- There's never been anything like this before. - True.

She reacts on the spiritual level an adult.

- What about her memory? - Incomplete.

- Disturbed synaptic transmission. - You know it.

She is confused.

It probably suffers a biochemical imbalance,

that causes emotional autism. Some reactions...

Moment. "It has a memory!

Where did “it” get that from?

I guess inherited memories,

passed down through generations from aliens, just like his strength.

And a highly developed instinct.

A side effect the genetic crossing.

Understand. How stupid of me. Naturally.

A side effect the genetic crossing.

I would never have thought of that.

Let's try this here.

Ripley?

Ripley?

Ripley, what's wrong?

Ripley? Ripley?

- Do you want to eliminate them? - And whether I wfill that.

She is not a problem for us.

Ellen Ripley wanted to wipe out the species.

She basically succeeded in doing that.

I don't want her to do it again.

- No fear. - She doesn't find out about it.

Aha. And that should probably calm me down.

Identification, please.

Again please.

Thank you, General Perez.

If only she met me once If you look askance, I'll have them removed.

For me is number 8 nothing more than a waste product.

Her Majesty here is the main prize.

- When does reproduction begin? - Soon.

In a few days at the latest.

- We need the cargo. - She's on her way.

Fork.

- Cable. - It's called a fork.

How did you...?

How did we make you?

Yes.

It was hard work.

We have frozen blood samples used by Fiori 16.

Where you died.

We have recreated you. Cloned.

Fiori 16.

Does that sound familiar?

Do you remember anything?

Is it growing?

Yes. Very fast.

- It's a queen. - How do you know that?

It multiplies.

You will die.

Every single person in the company will die.

In the company?

Weyland Yutani. The former one Ripley 8's employer.

A Terran settlement conglomerate. They had lucrative military contracts.

They left for a long time Bankrupt before your time, Gediman.

Were bought by Wal-Mart.

Well, that's how it works.

You'll notice that things have changed since your time.

I doubt that.

We know what we're doing.

We are now with the United systems, not just any one

greedy corporation.

That doesn't change anything.

You all still die.

Do you mind?

If only you understood what we do.

The potential of this species exceeds combat use:

new alloys, vaccines.

There's never been anything like this before, in no world.

You should be proud of it.

It's me.

And the animal itself:

Miraculous.

The potential... unimaginable. Once we tame it.

Lay on your back? On foot?

Seat?

You can't do it.

Why not? We'll train you too.

COMMERCIAL CARGO SHIP BETTY CREW: 6, NOT REGISTERED

So, kid, I give it to you my authorization code.

L-E-C-K-M-1I-C-H.

Please repeat.

Idiot.

No matter how often you do it has already seen

the sight of a woman, strapped down with all these straps...

What?

Get us down 3-0. And walk parallel.

- Will do, darling. - Good girl.

Do you want anything?

How about a cup of coffee?

Can there be anything else?

A little milk.

Activate the counter thrust only at 600 meters. We want to scare them.

Cheers! Call!

We dock.

MAGNETIZE DEMAGNETIZE

- Hey call? - Yes?

What has 2 thumbs, one eye,

a pink tongue,

and fucks like a champ?

What?

2 thumbs, one eye, a pink tongue,

and fucks like a champ?

What?

Time, the hospitality the general's pleasure, Christie.

Great. Army rations.

It will do it until we pimped out the family carriage.

Yes.

Provided, our hosts are peaceful.

- How is that? - Good.

Should we expect trouble?

Not from Perez. But you can never know. Wouldn't be the first time.

You're probably not ticking right?

I need a target.

Vriess doesn't complain.

Damn it.

Johner, you bastard.

Relax, man, you didn't feel anything.

You retarded bastard.

You can give me my knife reproduce.

Call, forget it.

He has too much home brew drank.

The knife.

Damn bastard.

Don't tease me, Call. If you're with us for a while,

you will notice that one Better not mess with me.

It's high time we met

in better social circles move.

I am a father.

Welcome to the USM Auriga.

You will now be exposed to weapons and other unauthorized objects investigated.

All infectious diseases must be reported to the on-board doctors.

The entering levels 7 to 12

is strictly forbidden to civilians.

Thank you for your cooperation.

In order.

- Hands up, please. - What?

would you mind put your hands up?

Weapons are not allowed on board.

My own recipe.

Much more dangerous than weapons.

Nice greeting, Perez. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Are you afraid, we 6 could hijack your ship?

I don't want any Bad luck from your crew

got drunk and shot us chasing the hull. We are here in space.

What you don't say.

How has it been for you?

Do you want to examine the chair?

That was extremely difficult to obtain, Elgyn.

Our freight too.

Are you short of money? or general?

No. But these days no one pays in cash anymore.

Only those who don't like business keep books. Like you, for example.

- A drink, Elgyn? - But always.

I'm just speculating, General.

Whatever you do here, has not been approved by Congress.

Who is the new recruit? on board with you, Elgyn?

Call?

A young thing, who likes to play pirates?

She makes a nice impression.

You don't come across something like that from the edge of the bed.

And she can with one Bypass wrench.

I believe, Vriess has his eye on her.

A hottie like that even gives him a leg up.

However, she is a little too curious,

as far as our transaction is concerned here.

I can't blame her. With all the secrecy.

It is a military project.

Oh yes?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I always thought

military laboratories did not operate outside official jurisdictions.

What do you want? What can I do for you?

What do I want?

2 days board and lodging.

Vriess will get one or grab another part.

If it's no trouble.

I don't see any problems with that.

- But under 2 conditions. - Conditions.

Neither you,

another one of your impressive ones crew members,

even come close the forbidden areas.

Condition number 2:

- No hassle. Good behavior. - Good behavior.

- No fighting. - No fights?

- No fighting. - No fighting.

Transfer the cargo to the Medlab Center, area G.

Follow the illuminated hallway.

Don't deviate from it.

Freight condition stable.

Life forms intact.

Stases not interrupted.

Civilians are not allowed in to the Medlab Center.

Thank you.

-Hey. - Does it have to be that way?

I just like tall ones.

How are you?

How about one Two-way games?

You've got quite a bit, sweetie.

Oh man.

If you don't want to play basketball, I also know other sports.

Come on. Give me the ball.

OK. I know another game.

Catch.

Ripley!

Ripley.

You've had enough fun.

What the hell are you?

She's a predator, isn't she?

Yes, we really can all do it be very proud of her.

You only have 90 seconds left,

about this unique collector's item to order.

Damn, Johner, what are you doing into this stuff? Battery acid?

Just because of the color.

So so. We learn pretty quickly.

- And here's another great piece. - Great show.

It's from the belly slasher Anniversary collection

from the leading manufacturers of knives and blades.

This knife has a stainless steel blade

and is suitable for any use.

The handle is made of genuine antique plywood...

Hey, this stuff it's difficult to get to.

Why don't you go take a little breath?

- Great. - I'm terribly sorry.

Snipes that can't stand anything, should stay away from it.

Fucking bitch.

Identification, please.

Again please.

Again please.

Thank you, General Perez.

And?

Are you going to kill me or not?

That would probably be pointless.

They got it out of you.

Where is it? Is it on the ship?

You mean my "baby"?

I don't understand that.

Why do they let you live, when it's no longer in you?

You are curious. I am an oddity.

I can do it all put an end to it.

The pain, this nightmare. I can't offer you anything more.

Why should I let you do that?

Who are you?

Ripley, Ellen, Lieutenant.

Service number 36706.

Ellen Ripley is 200 years ago died.

You are not her.

I'm not her?

- Who am I then? - You are a thing, a construct.

They have you grown in a laboratory.

And now they have it taken out of you.

Not quite.

I can feel it.

Behind my eyes.

I hear it moving.

Help me stop it, before it erupts.

It's too late for that.

You can't stop it.

It's inevitable.

Not while I'm here.

You're not getting out of here alive.

I don't care.

Oh yes?

I can stop it.

Come on, get out of here.

They're already looking for you.

You will find that there is no was a good idea. Where are her friends?

- You're in the mess hall, sir. - Go look for her. But quietly.

- What the hell is this all about? - Smells like a damn betrayal, boss.

Where is the other one? The one on wheels?

Don't touch me. Never!

- What's going on here? - Who do you work for?

The others have nothing to do with it.

To do with what?

Do you know, what punishment is for terrorism?

In my team there are no terrorists.

They have a terrorist on board brought whether you knew it or not.

And as far as I'm concerned, you all die with her.

Did you get that?

Yes.

I got it.

Christie.

No movement!

Stop! Drop weapons!

Drop the gun! Otherwise I'll blow his head off!

- It does not work. - Drop immediately!

- They're attached. - I'm serious!

You are under arrest for misdemeanor 8, illegal possession of weapons,

and Misdemeanor 12, Murder.

- Bite me. - Put down your weapons!

Is everything OK?

Take it easy, soldier.

Security service. In the fair there is a serious problem.

Don't lie to me, kid.

Otherwise I'll cut you through the throat. Got it?

- This is Sector 2. - Hello?

- We can only hear you vaguely. - Damned. Hello?

- Please repeat. - Hello?

Please repeat.

Gediman!

He conducts illegal experiments. He breeds...

- Kill the spy. - Listen to me.

He is breeding an alien species.

When it breaks out, is the Lacerta epidemic

- a children's birthday party on the other hand. - Shut up.

Do you hear that?

Danger. Security breach.

Medlab, level 15.

Back to the Betty. The doctor and the soldier come with us.

- And Vriess? - Fuck him.

Attention, an important announcement.

Unauthorized opening of cage 3.

Unauthorized opening of cages 5,

7, 8 and 10.

- Movement. - Evacuation.

- Go! - Evacuation.

This is not an exercise.

- Evacuation. - On board with you.

Danger. Non-human life form located.

Levels 21, 23.

27.

14.

Level 38.

Level 39.

Evacuation. Go to the rescue capsules.

This is not an exercise.

Thank you for your cooperation.

I'll show you you slimy bastard.

Movement! Go!

- Last escape capsule ready for takeoff. - Get on board!

- Go! - Complete evacuation.

No!

Grenade.

Warning. Warning.

Evacuation not completed.

Civilians located in Area H.

Warning: main ship no longer habitable.

- Come on, Elgyn, hurry up. - Yes.

Elgyn? Elgyn, where are you?

Elgyn, where are you?

Elgyn!

Elgyn!

Elgyn!

Elgyn?

Elgyn?

Careful, Hillard.

- Get involved. - Pull him up.

- Come on, let's pull him up. - Out of the way.

Shit.

- Who the hell was that? - What's going on here?

- Get down! - What the hell is that?

Do not shoot. It's in front of the outside wall.

- What is that? - Come on, time to leave.

Back!

Come on, get out of here!

Come on, Call!

Open the damn hatch!

That doesn't work! It won't open!

- We have to go back! - Without me. You go.

What the...?

Was it how you imagined it?

Keep your hands off him.

What do we do now?

We watch that we can get out of here.

What if there are more of them?

Let the army heinis take care of it.

Where are the damn army heinis?

They are dead.

- Then this chandelier is useless. - Back!

- Get out of there. - Stop!

You have nothing to say here!

The thing, that killed my partner.

Was this your little private experiment?

- I'll kill him. - I should let him pull the trigger.

How many of them are there left?

12.

12?

12.

12.

There will be more soon.

Who do I have to fuck to get off this ship?

I'll bring you down, but not from the ship...

Let's go.

Wait. She was the host for these monsters.

Wren cloned her, because someone was inside her.

She is not human.

It's part of the experiment. She will turn against us.

- I don't give a fuck what she is. - She's dangerous.

- Let's leave them here. - She's coming with me.

- We can't trust her. - I don't trust anyone.

If we get out of here alive If we want to, we have to stick together.

In order?

Hillard, we have to move on.

Only on the Betty are we safe.

A nice souvenir.

- That you could do that. - What?

Kill it. It's like murder on your own family.

It was in my way.

Oh man.

Who did you expect? Santa Claus?

I thought you got it.

Where is Elgyn?

Damned.

What if they too on which Betty are?

Until now they were in Sector F. Why should they hike?

They won't. If you go somewhere, then here.

Where the food is.

We have to hurry. Let's leave the cripple here.

- No offense. - Lick me.

We don't leave anyone behind.

Not even you, Johner.

How do we get out of here?

Behind the cooling tower is an elevator shaft.

He leads from the bridge down to level 1.

- Directly to the dock. - Sounds doable. Let's go.

We are moving.

- What? - The ship is moving. I feel it.

The ship has thrust stabilizers. You don't feel the ride.

- She's right. - It's been moving since the attack.

This is the default Emergency action.

Controls in case of acute danger the autopilot returns to the home base.

And you would have told us that?

Nobody asked.

What is home base?

The earth.

- Great. - You rotten rat.

The earth? I'd rather stay there here with these critters.

- When will we reach Earth? - In about 3 hours.

We have to blow up the ship.

Call, you will be the ship don't blow up.

Not while we're on it, okay?

When we're down, you can do whatever you want with it.

The earth. What a shithole.

Understood.

Hey, Ripley.

I heard you have these things met earlier.

- That's right. - Wow.

What were you doing back then?

I died.

Not that way!

Ripley.

Come on, Ripley, come on.

No time for sightseeing.

Ripley, don't.

Kill

me.

Kill me.

Don't do that.

Don't do what?

What was that supposed to mean?

Pure waste of ammunition.

Let's go.

women.

Isn't that the stuff that we brought on board?

That's the stuff.

It stinks here. Let's make sure we move forward.

Stay away from me!

Go away!

- Get rid of the pole. - Go away!

- Drop! - Goes away.

Stay away from me.

Who are you?

- What's going on here? - Very calm.

What's going on here is that we of Get away from that ghost ship, okay?

Ship? What kind of ship?

Where am I?

I was in a freezer capsule on the way to Xarem?

I was supposed to work in the nickel works.

Then I wake up... I don't understand anything anymore.

Oh God. I...

I have... I've seen terrible things.

You're coming with us. You are not safe here.

Leave him here.

Snout. We won't leave him here.

There is one inside him. I can smell it.

Inside me?

Inside me? What's inside me?

I can do without it, that one hatches next to me.

- A big risk. - What's inside me?

- We can't leave him here. - You wanted to stop her.

- What's inside me? - Can you stop it?

- There's no time for that. - Not here. The laboratory is destroyed.

I can kill him.

In the back of my head. This is painless. Probably the best solution.

What's inside me?

What's inside me?

A parasite!

A foreign body.

You have a monster in your chest.

These guys here have hijacked your ship

and your freezer capsule sold to this person.

And he implanted an alien in you.

A particularly nasty specimen.

In a few hours it will bore a path through your chest

and you die.

Any more questions?

Who are you?

I am his mother.

If we freeze him, you can remove it later.

- In order. - Since when have you been in charge here?

Since you're a wimp.

Relax, people.

All right, you're coming with me. Maybe you'll even survive.

But if you mess around, I'll shoot you.

Then go.

Looks bad down there.

Vriess. We have to leave the chair behind.

I know.

- Kawlang method, OK? - Like in old times.

Yes.

These must be the cooling tanks.

Someone opened the valves.

These things couldn't do that, could they?

We're on the lowest deck.

We still have to go through the kitchen. About 30 meters.

To the elevator on the other side.

- I don't like that. - Oh yes?

- That stinks. - Is the distance correct?

Yes.

- Fancy a bath, partner? - Sure.

Do your guns fire underwater?

They are disposable weapons. They can tolerate it.

Disposable weapons?

I've already heard of them.

- How many shots? - 20.

With bolt cartridges you leave behind so pretty nice holes.

That's cool.

The killers throw them gone after the order.

I would never throw away a gun, that I am attached to.

Well, you better get everyone take another deep breath.

Hey, Christie, do me a favor.

No backstroke after emerging.

Damned.

It was a trap. A damn ambush.

Distephano!

I can't hit it. Give me your weapon.

You're pretty naive.

No!

No!

You killed her! You pig!

I'll get you!

Father, close the door.

Christie! It's coming!

Go! Faster!

Faster!

The weapon is jammed! Faster!

She's stuck!

Let go, you bastard!

Johner!

Let me go! Let me go!

Johner!

Die, you bastard!

Give it to him!

Nice little party, huh?

Christie!

Christie!

Christie!

No!

Christie!

Christie!

What are you doing? Don't do that.

Not!

We can do it!

No!

Damned.

This way.

Go!

I'm glad to see you.

I thought the pig would have caught you. Are you OK?

I'm doing well.

- Are you wearing a bulletproof vest? - Let's go.

I saw the bullet.

Are you a robot?

Bugger me. The little one is full of surprises.

I should have known. People are not so nice to others.

I thought, Androids act logically?

You're a case for the crooks, Girl.

- Are you a robot? - You're second generation, right?

You are a car.

A robot built by robots.

I remember that. You should revitalize the robotics industry.

Instead, they finished her off.

They didn't like following orders.

The government ordered a call back.

At that time it was said that only a few were put on sale.

I never thought that I'll see one.

Great. It is an automatic toaster.

Can we go now?

- For how much longer? - 2 hours.

Do you have a screwdriver? Your oil change is due.

Access not permitted.

- And I almost fucked her. - Like you don't fuck robots.

Wren is not allowed come to the computer.

- We need a terminal. - There are no consoles here.

- We have to go back. - That doesn't work.

- I don't know Wren's access codes. - Help me.

Call.

I can't.

Exactly. You are the super robot. You have access to the main computer.

No. I destroyed my modem. We all have that.

You can yourself still log in manually.

In the chapel up there is a connection.

Call.

- Are you programmed for this? - Don't make me do this.

Don't make me force you.

I don't want to go in there.

My insides don't feel real.

You can go up the ship before it reaches the earth.

You can destroy them all.

Let's just get out of there first.

- Damned. - Are you in?

Moment.

Leak in Sector 7 and Sector 3.

Sector 9 unstable.

Machines run at 41 percent.

86 minutes to earth landing.

We used too much energy.

There isn't enough critical mass, to blow them up.

Then let them burn away.

Everything OK. Everything OK.

Really.

I'm doing well.

Landing coordinates reset.

New goal: 7-6-0-4-0-3. Uninhabited quadrant.

Brake system switched off. Unchanged acceleration.

Impact occurs in 43 minutes and 8 seconds.

Clear a path for us to Betty.

And get them ready to go.

Please wait.

Higher ranking command input on console 45V, level 1.

This is Wren. He's almost at Betty.

Father, locate energy loss and report.

Father's dead, you asshole.

Intruder on level 1. All aliens please go to Level 1 immediately.

You can be really mean.

Damned.

- Let's see. - Hands off.

Don't act like that.

You probably find this very strange.

I find some things strange lately.

But that's probably not it.

How can you keep living like this?

How can you endure what you are?

I have no alternative.

At least there is a part of you human.

I'm just...

Look at me.

I'm disgusting.

Why did you come here?

To kill you. You know what?

Before the callback

I tapped into the main computer.

There was information in there about every secret government action.

Also about this, about you, about them Aliens, and even the crew of the Betty.

I knew they would get involved in the project.

And why do you care?

Because I'm programmed to do so.

You were programmed to be an asshole?

Are you the new asshole model?

Come on.

I couldn't watch it.

I couldn't allow that they run to their death.

Can't you understand that?

I used to be able to do it.

I tried to save people.

It didn't work.

There was this girl.

She had nightmares.

I wanted to help her.

She died.

Now I don't even know anymore your name.

We're almost there.

Good.

Can you dream?

I... We have Neuroprocessors that... Yes.

Whenever I sleep, I dream about them.

Every night.

They are all around me. In me.

I used to be afraid to dream, but not anymore.

Why?

Because no matter how bad the dream is, When I wake up it's worse.

- It's not far anymore. - I'm tired.

you can sleep, when you're dead, man.

That's bad, right?

The nest must be very close.

- Then we'll get out of the way. - There's no time for that.

- We have 90 minutes. - No longer.

What?

- What did you do, robot? - Go. Let's go.

If you are here with your family If you want to die, you're welcome.

But I plan to live on.

If this piece of plastic here mess up,

then I'll flatten them.

I'll flatten you.

Does this reach your circuits?

Hey!

Do you want another souvenir?

- How far to the docks? - 100 meters.

Ripley?

Ripley?

Faster!

Ripley, we have to move on.

I can hear her. They are very close.

-Ripley. - It's the queen.

She is in pain.

Ripley!

Ripley!

Wait!

Oh my God.

We have to hurry. We can just hope she dies quickly.

Go. Come on. Come on.

- That shouldn't be the case. - I've been saying that all day.

It's all up to you now, Call.

You have to get back into the ship log in and open the hatch.

Johner, We should freeze Purvis now.

All right, buddy.

Time for a nap.

Don't move or I'll chase this Androids put a bullet in the processor.

Distephano, take your weapons.

With respect, sir, kiss my ass.

All right. Then I kill her,

you kill me, we all die

and no one goes home!

Finally drop your weapons.

Then this little one logs Plastic bitch inserts herself into the Auriga

and takes us all to home base, in accordance with emergency regulations.

- I don't. - Are you crazy?

Do you still want them? bring to earth?

- Weren't you paying attention? - The intellectual speaks.

- Listen... - Will you finally shut up?

Why doesn't anyone listen to me?

At first everything went normally. The queen laid her eggs.

But then she changed. She started a second cycle.

Only...

This time there is no host.

There are no eggs.

There is only her uterus

and the being within it.

This is what she inherited from Ripley: A human reproductive organ.

She's giving birth for you, Ripley.

And that makes it perfect!

You are

a beautiful butterfly.

No!

No. No.

Look.

Your beautiful baby.

It thinks you are its mother.

Don't act like that.

Don't act like that.

Don't act like that.

Civilian ship online. Emergency start authorized.

All right, we're ready. I open the Auriga's airlock.

Okay, I just have to Find the vertical thrust setting.

- Can you really fly this thing? - Yes.

- Startup process initiated. - No!

Ripley!

-Hey. - I thought you were dead.

This happens to me all the time.

Why aren't we on the road yet?

I'm just looking for the manual control.

- My God. -Hey Ripley.

Good memory. Get away there.

- Ripley is back. - This here?

No.

You know how to fly something like that?

Are you kidding? The junk box is even older than me.

Damned. The cargo hatch is still open.

- I closed it. - It's constantly broken.

I'll take care of it. I'll take care of it.

Approaching Earth's atmosphere.

Last drop-off option in 46 seconds.

Call? We have to start.

Call.

We have to get out of here.

Last drop-off option in 20 seconds.

WARNING STATUS - HATCH OPEN

Hold on tight, Call. We make the nozzle.

Come on, come on.

The box is about to fall apart.

The pressure drops!

Go to call, switches on the replacement pump.

Distephano?

Come on. Do something.

Hey, I'm not a mechanic, you dwarf.

My job is to hurt people.

Shit.

Call!

Call, come back here.

Call! Call!

Ripley! Hey, Ripley!

Johner, where are you, you bastard? Come here, you bottle.

- What should I do now? - Take the control stick.

Let her go.

Ripley!

Forgive me.

Impact of the USM Auriga in 5 seconds. 4.

3.

2.1.

Thank you.

- What's burning here? - We.

Shit! You're right.

So this is Earth, yes?

This is the earth.

I'm here for the first time.

Guess the military will be snooping around here soon.

You're probably not keen on it, to meet her.

Not really.

I think you could do quite well here go into hiding if you wanted to.

What do you think?

What should we do?

I don't know.

I'm a stranger here too.

[GERMAN]