[Crew chattering]
[Parker Iaughing]
BRETT: This is the worst shit I've ever seen, man.
PARKER: Have you got any biscuits overthere?
RIPLEY: Here's some cornbread.
PARKER: Cornbread. Yeah.
LAMBERT: I am coId.
StiII with us, Brett?
BRETT: Right.
KANE: IfeeI dead.
PARKER: Anybody everteII you you Iook dead, man?
Oh,yeah, right.
I justforgot something, man.
Before we dock...
I thinkwe oughtto discuss the bonus situation.
BRETT: Right.
PARKER: Brett and I thinkwe deservefuII shares.
BRETT: Mr. Parker and IfeeI the bonus situation...
has never been on an equitabIe IeveI.
You'II getwhatyou contracted for, Iike everybody eIse.
BRETT: But everybody eIse gets more than us.
ASH: DaIIas, Motherwants to taIkto you.
[Buzzer]
Yeah, I saw it. YeIIow Iight'sfor my eyes onIy.
OK, get dressed, huh? Parker, Iet's go.
PARKER: Can Ifinish my coffee?
It's the onIy thing good on this ship.
[Beeping]
DALLAS: Good morning, Mother.
RIPLEY: Right?
KANE: OK.
PIug us in.
ASH: Thankyou.
Where's Earth?
You shouId know.
RIPLEY: It's not our system.
KANE: Scan.
I can't beIieve this.
KANE: Contacttraffic controI.
RIPLEY: This is commerciaI towing vehicIe Nostromo...
out of the SoIomons...
registration number 1-8-0-9er 2-4-6-0-9er...
caIIing Antarctica Traffic ControI.
Do you read me? Over.
CommerciaI towing vehicIe Nostromo...
out of the SoIomons...
registration number 1-8-0-9er 2-4-6-0-9er.
-Nothing. -Keeptrying.
RIPLEY: CaIIing Antarctica Traffic ControI.
Do you read me,Antarctica? Over.
Ifound it. Just short of Zeta II ReticuIi.
We haven't reached the outer rim yet.
That's hard to beIieve.
RIPLEY: CaIIing Antarctica...
LAMBERT: Whatthe heII are we doing out here?
KANE: I don't know.
Whatthe heII are you taIking about?
That's not our system.
I know that.
PARKER: You ever notice how they never come down here?
I mean,this is where the work is, right?
BRETT: The same damn reason we get a half share to their one.
Ourtime is theirtime. That's the way they see it.
Same oId shit, man.
PARKER: I know why they don't come down here.
It's because of you. You have no personaIity.
PARKER: Wonderwhatthey want now?
What's going on down here?
You happen to be in my seat. Can I have it?
-Yes. -Thankyou.
ASH: Sorry.
PARKER: What's happening now, baby?
DALLAS: WeII, some of you may havefigured out...
we're not home yet.
We're onIy halfway there.
PARKER: What?
DALLAS: Mother's interrupted the course of ourjourney.
KANE: Why?
DALLAS: She's programmed to, shouId certain conditions arise.
-They have. -Like what?
DALLAS: Seems she has intercepted...
a transmission of unknown origin.
She got us upto check it out.
RIPLEY: A transmission? Out here?
DALLAS: Yeah.
What kind of a transmission?
DALLAS: AcousticaI beacon.
It repeats at intervaIs of tweIve seconds.
-S.O.S.? -I don't know.
RIPLEY: Human?
DALLAS: Unknown.
PARKER: So what?
KANE: We're obIigated under Section B-two--
PARKER: I hate to bring this up...
butthis is a commerciaI ship, not a rescue ship.
It's not in my contract to do this kind of duty.
You wantto give me some money to do it, I'II be happy to.
-Parker. -The man's right.
PARKER: Let's go over the bonus situation.
ASH: Can I say something?
PARKER: Let's taIk aboutthe bonuses.
ASH: There is a cIause which specificaIIy states...
any systematized transmission...
indicating a possibIe inteIIigent origin...
must be investigated.
PARKER: I don'twantto hear it. I wantto go home and party.
Parker,wiII you just Iisten to the man?
On penaIty of totaIforfeiture of shares.
No money.
You gotthat?
PARKER: WeII,yeah.
AII right,we're going in.
PARKER: Yeah,we're going in, aren'twe?
LAMBERT: Approaching orbitaI apogee.
Mark.
TweIve, eIeven...
ASH: EquatoriaI orbit naiIed.
-Main stabiIizers in. -Eight seconds on descent.
KANE: Grids energized. FieIdsfocused.
LAMBERT: Five,four...
[Voices overIapping]
Putthe D.O.R.s in-Iine.
RIPLEY: How's the status on the Iifters?
DALLAS: Give me an A.C. pressure reading.
ASH: Forty-eight seconds and counting.
RIPLEY: SR-one stabIe.
DALLAS: Prepare to disengage from pIatform.
LAMBERT: Twenty seconds.
Eighteen, seventeen...
sixteen,fifteen...
fourteen,thirteen...
tweIve, eIeven,ten...
seven, six...
five,four...
three,two, one, Iock.
DALLAS: Disengage.
OK.
Money's safe. Let's take her down.
KANE: RoII 92 degrees portyaw.
RIPLEY: Prime the port.
RIPLEY: Prime ventraI.
Prime dorsaI.
DALLAS: Down a degree.
LAMBERT: Nine hundred meters and dropping.
Thirty-nine thousand.
RIPLEY: TurbuIence.
Locked andfIoating. Drop us any time now.
InertiaI damping's going off.
HoId on, peopIe, there's gonna be a IittIe bump.
[Screech]
Whatthe heII was that?
BRETT: Pressure dropping in deckthree.
Must've Iost a shieId.
Let's go with it.
ASH: Dropping off now.
StiII dropping.
There we are. We've got it.
Take her down.
Navigation Iights on.
ASH: We've gotfive-three stiII out. No probIem.
Just down eIeven percent. Grid status...OK.
LAMBERT: Fifteen meters and dropping.
TweIve, eIeven,ten...
nine, eight...
seven, six...
five,four...
three,two, one.
KiII drive engines.
[Siren]
DALLAS: Whatthe heII happened?
[Siren sIows]
DALLAS: Somebody give me a straight answer!
-Is the huII breached? -We've stiII got pressure.
DALLAS: Hitthe screens.
[Wind howIing]
PARKER ON INTERCOM: Secondary Ioad-sharing unit is out.
Three of thefour ceIIs are gone.
RIPLEY: Is that it?
PARKER: HoId on. We can'tfix it out here anyway.
We need to reroute a coupIe of these ducts.
KANE: Dry-docktime.
BRETT: Dry-dock. TeII them we need to dry-dock.
PARKER: We couIdn'tfix it out here anyway.
We gotto reroute aII these ducts.
In orderto do that, we've gotto dry-dock.
DALLAS: [Sighs] What eIse?
PARKER: Somefragments caked up...
and we've gotto cIean it aII out and repressurize it.
DALLAS: How Iong before we'refunctionaI?
PARKER: What?
BRETT: Seventeen hours,teII him.
PARKER: At Ieasttwenty-five hours.
RIPLEY: Get started. I'II be right down.
PARKER: What's she coming down herefor?
BRETT: She'd better stay thefuck out of my way.
PARKER: I'd Iike to see what she'II do.
DALLAS: Any response yet?
ASH: Nope. AbsoIuteIy nothing...
exceptthe same transmission every tweIve seconds.
AII the other channeIs are dead.
DALLAS: Kick on thefIoods.
KANE: We can't go anywhere in this.
DALLAS: Mm-hmm.
ASH: Mother says the sun's coming up in twenty minutes.
DALLAS: Howfar are we from the source of transmission?
ASH: Northeast, just undertwo thousand meters.
KANE: WaIking distance?
[DaIIas chuckIes]
DALLAS: Can you give me an atmospheric?
ASH: Yes.
ASH: Oh.
It's aImost primordiaI.
There's inert nitrogen...
high concentration of carbon dioxide crystaIs...
methane.
I'm working on the trace eIements.
DALLAS: Anything eIse?
ASH: Yes. There's rock--Iava base.
Deep coId,weII beIow the Iine.
DALLAS: Mm-hmm.
KANE: I'II voIunteerto be in thefirst groupto go out.
DALLAS: Yeah,thatfigures.
You,too, Lambert.
LAMBERT: SweII.
DALLAS: Better break outthe weapons.
[BIows]
LAMBERT: I can't see a goddamn thing.
DALLAS: Ash, are you receiving?
ASH: Good contact on my board.
DALLAS: CIear andfree. Keepthe Iine open.
Let's go.
PARKER: Hey, RipIey!
Hey, RipIey, I wantto askyou a question.
lf theyfind whatthey're Iookingfor,
does that mean we getfuII shares?
Don'tworry, Parker.
Yeah. You'II get whatever's coming to you.
BRETT: Look, I'm not going to do any more work...
tiII we getthis straightened out.
RIPLEY: Brett,you're guaranteed by Iaw to get a share.
PARKER: What?
Why don'tyou justfuck off?
PARKER: What?
BRETT: What did you say, Rip?
RIPLEY: lf you have any troubIe, I'II be on the bridge.
PARKER: Don'tworry about it, baby.
Hey, RipIey. Come back here!
BRETT: Ha ha ha ha!
PARKER: Son of a bitch.
BRETT: What's the matter?
LAMBERT: I can't see a goddamn thing.
KANE: Quit griping.
LAMBERT: I Iike griping.
DALLAS: Come on, knock it off.
How's it going?
ASH: AII right.
RIPLEY: Have you tried putting thattransmission...
through E.C.I.U.?
ASH: No. Mother hasn't identified ityet.
Do you mind if I give it a shot?
ASH: PIease do.
DALLAS: Ash, can you see this?
ASH: Yes, I can.
I've never seen anything Iike it.
DALLAS: It's very bizarre.
KANE: You said it.
DALLAS: AII right.
Moving on to second...position.
LAMBERT: What is it?
Let's get out of here.
KANE: We've come thisfar. We must go on.
We have to go on.
WiII you say that again?
Shit.
DALLAS: Ash, as you can see, it's hard to describe.
ASH: I'm going backto the consoIe.
[GarbIed voice]
DALLAS: [Faint] Seems to be soIid...
to waIk.
You OK, Lambert?
[GarbIed transmission from DaIIas]
DaIIas?
Come on down here.
Something different down here.
I don't know what it is, but...
See if we can get upthatwaII...
then get upthatwaII behind there.
KANE: Amazing.
DALLAS: An aIien Iifeform.
Looks Iike it's been dead a Iong time.
FossiIized.
Looks Iike it's grown out of the chair.
DALLAS: Oh.
Bones are bent outward...
Iike he expIodedfrom inside.
LAMBERT: I wonderwhat happened to the rest of the crew?
Let's getthe heII out of here.
KANE: DaIIas, Lambert! Come on over here.
Come on.
-What have you got? -See whatyou make of this.
Ash,thattransmission.
Mother's deciphered part of it. It doesn't Iook Iike an S.O.S.
ASH: What is itthen?
It Iooks Iike a warning.
I'm going to go out afterthem.
What's the point?
I mean, by the time ittakes to getthere...
they'II know if it's a warning or not. Yes?
[Sighs]
DALLAS: You OK down there?
Can you see anything?
KANE: I don't know. A cave.
A cave of some sort, but I...
I don't know, but it's Iike the goddamn tropics in here.
Whatthe heII is this?
KANE: The pit is compIeteIy encIosed...
and it'sfuII of Ieathery objects...
Iike eggs or something.
[Humming sound]
There's a Iayer of mist just covering the eggs...
that reacts when broken.
DALLAS: Kane!
You aII right?
KANE: Yeah, I'm OK. AII right.
I'm OK. I just sIipped.
It appears to be compIeteIy seaIed.
[Hiss]
KANE: Wait a minute. There's movement.
It seems to have Iife-- organic Iife.
DALLAS: You there, RipIey?
I'm right here.
ASH: OK, RipIey, I'm atthe inner Iock hatch now.
RIPLEY: Right.
-OK, RipIey. -Right here.
DALLAS: We're cIean. Let us in.
What happened to Kane?
DALLAS: Something has attached itself to him.
We have to get him to the infirmary right away.
What kind of thing? I need a definition.
DALLAS: An organism. Open the hatch.
Wait a minute. It couId infectthe ship.
You know the quarantine procedure--
twenty-four hours for decontamination.
DALLAS: He couId die in twenty-four hours.
lf we break quarantine, we couId aII die.
LAMBERT: Open the goddamn hatch!
We have to get him inside!
RIPLEY: No, I can't do that.
lf you were in my position, you'd do the same.
DALLAS: This is an order. Open that hatch. Do you hear me?
RIPLEY: Yes.
DALLAS: RipIey,this is an order! Do you hear me?
Yes, I read you. The answer is negative.
ASH: Inner hatch opened.
DALLAS: My God.
DALLAS: Whatthe heII is that?
RIPLEY: How is he?
DALLAS: How are we going to getthat off him?
How are we going to get it off?
ASH: Just a minute. Let me get some instruments.
RIPLEY: Oh, my God.
ASH: AII right.
lf I gofor an incision here...
to try and remove one of the digitaIsfrom hisface.
DALLAS: You're gonna do what?
ASH: Finger. I'm going to try and get hisfinger off.
Getthis on there.
DALLAS: It's tearing his scaIp.
ASH: I know!
DALLAS: It's not coming off withouttearing hisface off.
ASH: We'II have to take a Iook at him inside.
PARKER: How come they don'tfreeze him?
How come you guys don'tfreeze him?
ASH: AII right, you can take your mask off.
What's it got down his throat?
ASH: I wouId suggest it'sfeeding him oxygen.
DALLAS: ParaIyzes him, puts him in a coma...
then keeps him aIive.
Now,whatthe heII is that?
-We've gotto get it off him. -Just a minute.
Let's not be too hasty.
We don't know anything about...it.
Now,we're assuming it'sfeeding him oxygen.
lf we remove it...
it couId kiII him.
I'm wiIIing to take that chance. Let's cut it off now.
You'II take responsibiIity?
I'II take responsibiIity. Get him out of there.
DALLAS: Where do you wantto do this?
ASH: We'II make an incision just beIow the knuckIe there.
-Right here. -Stand by.
Good God!
DALLAS: That crap's gonna eat through the huII.
It's going to eatthrough the goddamn huII! Come on!
BRETT: What's going on?
DALLAS: This way.
DALLAS: Next deck.
PARKER: There it is!
Don't get under it! Don't get under it!
RIPLEY: Looks Iike it's stopping.
PARKER: Take a Iook atthis, man.
DALLAS: Brett,what do you got, a pen?
Give itto me, quick. Come on!
BRETT: Don't get any on your arm.
It stopped.
Haven't seen anything Iike that except moIecuIar acid.
BRETT: It must be using itfor bIood.
PARKER: It's got a wonderfuI defense mechanism.
You don't dare kiII it.
RIPLEY: What about Kane?
DALLAS: Here's your pen back.
BRETT: What do we do now?
DALLAS: Leave Kane to Ash. You get backto work.
BRETT: WeII,what--
BRETT: OK.
Try it.
I thought sure thatwas it.
PARKER: Try it again.
BRETT: IfeeI Iike I've been in this pIace a month.
We shouIdn't have Ianded here in thefirst pIace.
BRETT: ShouIdn't have Ianded on this damn baII.
I know that.
The soonerwe patch this thing up and get outta here...
the soonerwe can go home.
This pIace gives me the creeps.
RIPLEY: That's amazing. What is it?
ASH: I'd say it's, um...
I don't know yet.
Do you want something?
RIPLEY: Yes, I, uh...
wouId Iike to have a IittIe taIk. How's Kane?
ASH: He's hoIding. No changes.
RIPLEY: And, uh...
our guest?
ASH: Hmm.
RIPLEY: Hmm?
ASH: WeII, as I said, I was stiII coIIating, actuaIIy...
but I have confirmed...
that he's got an outer Iayer of protein poIysaccharides.
He has afunny habit of shedding his ceIIs...
and repIacing them with poIarized siIicone...
which gives him a proIonged resistance...
to adverse environmentaI conditions.
Is that enough?
RIPLEY: That's pIenty. What does it mean?
ASH: PIease don't do that. Thankyou.
RIPLEY: I'm sorry.
ASH: WeII, it's an interesting combination of eIements...
making him a tough IittIe son of a bitch.
And you Iet him in.
ASH: I was obeying a direct order, remember?
Ash,when DaIIas and Kane are off the ship...
I'm senior officer.
ASH: Oh,yes, Iforgot.
You aIsoforgot the science division's...
basic quarantine Iaw.
-No,that I didn'tforget. -Oh, I see. You just broke it.
Look,whatwouId you have done with Kane?
His onIy chance of survivaI was to get him in here.
RIPLEY: UnfortunateIy, by breaking quarantine...
you risk everybody's Iife.
Maybe I shouId have Ieft him outside.
Maybe I've jeopardized the rest of us...
but itwas a risk I was wiIIing to take.
It's a pretty big risk for a science officer.
It's not exactIy out of the manuaI, is it?
I do take my responsibiIities as seriousIy as you,you know.
You do yourjob and Iet me do mine.
[Mozart's ''Eine KIeine Nachtmusik'' pIaying]
RIPLEY: Where's DaIIas?
ASH: In the shuttIe.
[Intercom buzzes]
DaIIas.
ASH: I thinkyou shouId have a Iook at Kane.
Why?
ASH: Something's happened.
Serious?
ASH: Interesting.
[Music stops]
RipIey, meet me in the infirmary right away.
RIPLEY: Where is it?
ASH: I don't know.
We have to try andfind it.
DALLAS: Let's check it.
RIPLEY: DaIIas, pIease be carefuI.
RIPLEY: Aah!
DALLAS: Sorry.
ASH: No, not in the corner!
Have one of these...
just in case.
Kane?
DaIIas? Aah!
DALLAS: You OK?
ASH: I didn't see it. Was it in the overhead?
DALLAS: What? Itwas upthere somewhere.
ASH: My God.
DALLAS: Coverthe damn thing, wiII you?
It's aIive!
ASH: That's a refIex action.
WeII,we've got to have a Iook atthis.
ASH: Excuse me.
Seems dead enough.
RIPLEY: WeII, good. Let's get rid of it.
ASH: RipIey,for God's sake, this is thefirsttime...
thatwe've encountered a species Iike this.
It has to go back. Tests have to be made.
RIPLEY: Ash, are you kidding? This thing bIed acid.
Who knows what it'II do when it's dead?
ASH: I think it's safe to assume it isn't a zombie.
DaIIas, it has to go back.
DALLAS: I'd soon as not burn it atthe stake...
butyou're the science officer. It's your decision,Ash.
RIPLEY: DaIIas!
DALLAS: I won't change my mind. The decision's made.
RIPLEY: I'm nottrying to change your mind, DaIIas.
I justwantyou to Iisten. WiII you Iisten to--
DALLAS: Oh.
RIPLEY: How can you Ieave that decision to him?
DALLAS: I just run the ship.
Anything to do with the science division...
Ash has thefinaI word.
How does that happen?
DALLAS: It happens because that's whatthe Company wants.
Since when is that standard procedure?
DALLAS: Standard procedure is to do...
whatthe heII they teII you to do.
Did you ever ship out with Ash before?
I went outfive times with another science officer.
They repIaced him two days before we IeftThedus with Ash.
I don'ttrust him.
I don'ttrust anybody.
What's happening with the repairs?
They're pretty much finished now.
DALLAS: Why the heII didn'tyou teII me so?
Because there's stiII some things Ieftto do.
Like what?
RIPLEY: We're bIind on ''B'' and ''C'' Decks.
-The reserve power system is-- -That's a bunch of horseshit.
We can take off withoutthat.
RIPLEY: We can. You think that's a good idea?
DALLAS: I justwant to getthe heII out of here.
Dust in the intakes again. Numbertwo is overheating.
Spit on itfortwo minutes, wouId you,for Christ's sake?
RIPLEY: We're hot, and we're getting hotter.
Engine room, red cIip status?
One kiIometer on ascension.
RIPLEY: Engage artificiaI gravity.
LAMBERT: Engaged.
I'm aItering the vector...now.
DALLAS: Inhibit CNG controI.
LAMBERT: Inhibit CNG controI.
-Struts retract. -Struts retracted.
LAMBERT: Max stress tofifth overIoad.
DALLAS: Ease it back.
WaIk in the park!
Wefix something, it staysfixed.
Don'twe, Brett, baby?
BRETT: Right.
PARKER: I thinkwe shouIdfreeze him.
lf he's got a disease, stop itwhere it is.
He can getto a doctor when we get back home.
BRETT: Right.
RIPLEY: Whenever he says anything...
you say, ''Right,'' Brett. You know that?
BRETT: Right.
RIPLEY: Parker,your staff foIIows you around...
and says, ''Right,'' just Iike a parrot.
PARKER: Shape up. You some kind of parrot?
-Right. -Knock it off!
DALLAS: Kane's going into quarantine. That's it!
RIPLEY: Yes, and so wiII we.
LAMBERT: How about something to Ioweryour spirits?
DALLAS: ThriII me,wiII you, pIease?
LAMBERT: WeII, according to my caIcuIations...
based on time spent getting to andfrom the pIanet--
DALLAS: Just give me the shortversion.
-Howfarto Earth? -Ten months.
-Oh, God. -Great.
[Intercom buzzes]
RIPLEY: Yes?
ASH: DaIIas, I thinkyou shouId come and see Kane.
DALLAS: Has his condition changed?
ASH: It's simpIer if you just come and see him.
RIPLEY: We're on ourway.
BRETT: Right.
[Parker Iaughing]
LAMBERT: How are you doing?
[Kane coughing]
PARKER: How you doing?
Oh,terrific. Next siIIy question.
KANE: Oh,thankyou.
DALLAS: You remember anything aboutthe pIanet?
RIPLEY: What's the Iastthing you do remember?
I remember some horribIe dream about smothering, and...
Anyway,where are we?
-Right here. -On ourway home.
Backto the oIdfreezerinos.
I've gotto have something to eat before we go back.
I need something myself.
DALLAS: Yeah. One more meaI before bedtime. I'm buying.
Hey,that's a break.
[Chattering]
PARKER: What--what happened to this guy?
KANE: Thefirstthing I'm gonna do when I get back...
is to get some decentfood.
PARKER: I can dig it, man.
I've eaten worsefood than this...
butthen I've tasted better, you know?
LAMBERT: You pound it down Iike there's no tomorrow.
PARKER: I'd rather be eating something eIse...
but right now, I'II sticktofood.
KANE: WeII,you shouId know. You know what it's made of.
PARKER: I don'twantto taIk aboutwhat it's made of.
I'm eating this.
[Kane coughing]
PARKER: What's the matter? Thefood ain'tthat bad, baby.
-Are you choking? -What's wrong?
DALLAS: What?
Kane,what's the matter?
[Kane screaming and gagging]
-Getthe spoon in! -HoId him down!
ASH: Getthe spoon in his mouth!
PARKER: Damn it!
-Get it in his mouth! -I'm trying!
KANE: Aaahh!
Aah!
LAMBERT: Aah!
KANE: Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!
[Screaming]
Uhh! Aah!
[AIien screeches]
LAMBERT: Oh, God!
ASH: Don'ttouch it! Don'ttouch it!
[Screeches]
BRETT: DaIIas?
-Yeah. -Anything?
DALLAS: No. You?
BRETT: Nothing.
-Did you see anything? -No.
DALLAS: Inner hatch seaIed.
Anybody wantto say anything?
BRETT: This is an ordinary prod, Iike a cattIe prod.
It's got a portabIe battery.
It's insuIated aII the way upto here.
Just make damn sure nobody touches the end of it.
ShouIdn't damage the IittIe bastard...
unIess its skin is thinnerthan ours...
but itwiII give him a IittIe incentive.
LAMBERT: Now we just have tofind it.
ASH: I've taken care of that.
I've designed this tracking device.
You set itto search for a moving object.
Hasn't got much of a range, butwhen you get cIose...
it gives off a signaI.
RIPLEY: What's it key on?
ASH: Micro changes in air density.
DALLAS: Give me a demo.
[WhistIing sound]
-You see? -Again.
[WhistIing]
DALLAS: Gotcha.
Two teams--
Ash, Lambert, and I.
RipIey, you take Parker and Brett.
Now, anyone see this thing...
catch it in a net that Parker's hoIding.
Parker, I don'twant any heroics out of you, aII right?
Catch it, put it in the airIock, and get rid of it.
ChanneIs are open on aII decks.
I wantyou to communicate at aII times, aII right?
Let's go.
RIPLEY: I thoughtyoufixed tweIve moduIe.
BRETT: We did.
I don't understand it.
PARKER: The circuits must have burned out.
BRETT: What have we got here?
PARKER: Damn it. HoId your Iight over here,wouId you?
Yeah,that's it.
I don't know if this wiII work.
Maybe I can just putthis in there.
BRETT: Right.
PARKER: Damn it.
BRETT: Checkthe insuIation.
PARKER: Oh, shit.
[TrackerwhistIing]
RIPLEY: According to this, it's withinfive meters.
PARKER: Let's open the door.
RIPLEY: Micro changes in air density, my ass.
It's withinfive meters.
PARKER: Be carefuI.
PARKER: Don't creep up on me with thatthing.
RIPLEY: You guys sticktogether.
[WhistIing moduIates between soft and Ioud]
Don'tfaiI me now.
BRETT: What? What is it?
RIPLEY: Parker, Brett. It's in this Iocker.
Getthe net.
I got it. I got it.
BRETT: Wait a minute.
RIPLEY: AII right, Parker, when I say.
AII right, now.
BRETT: Easy.
RIPLEY: Wait! Don't Iet him go!
PARKER: Whatthe heII are you doing, man?
BRETT: It's the cat, man.
[Parker Iaughs]
PARKER: Hey, Iook now. We had to bag it.
Now we might pick it up on the tracker again.
-I'II--I'II-- -Go and get it, man.
RIPLEY: AII right,you get him. We'II go on.
Here, kitty.
Here, kitty, kitty.
Enough of that kitty crap.
Jones!
Jonesy?
Here,Jonesy!
Meow, meow.
[Meow]
Jonesy?
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Meow.
Here,Jonesy!
Jonesy.
[Meow]
Here, kitty, kitty.
[Cat screeches]
[Water dripping]
[Chains rattIing]
Kitty, kitty, kitty.
Here,Jonesy.
Jonesy!
Kitty, kitty.
[CIang]
Jonesy?
Hey, come on,Jonesy.
Come on, baby. That's a kitty.
That's a kitty. Come on, baby.
That's a kitty.
[Hisses]
Hey, hey, I'm not going to hurtyou.
Come on.
[GrowIing]
Aaaaaaah!
Whatever itwas, itwas big and...
You sure ittook him into the air shaft?
Disappeared into one of the cooIing ducts.
PARKER: It's using the air ducts to move around.
LAMBERT: CouId he want Brett aIive?
RIPLEY: What?
LAMBERT: CouId Brett be aIive?
RIPLEY: No. I mean, I don'tthink so.
DALLAS: This air shaft may workto our advantage.
Here it Ieads upto and comes out...
in the main air Iock.
There's onIy one big opening aIong the way.
We'II coverthat up...
then we drive it into the air Iock...
and zap it into outer space.
The son of a bitch is huge!
It's Iike a man. It's big!
[Muttering] Kane's son.
RIPLEY: Ash,the science department shouId heIp us.
What can we do to drive it?
It's adapted remarkabIy weII to our atmosphere...
considering its nutritionaI requirements.
We don't know abouttemperature.
RIPLEY: What happens if we change it?
ASH: Let's try it.
Most animaIs retreatfromfire.
DALLAS: Fire,yeah.
Parker, can you rig three orfour incinerator units?
Give me abouttwenty minutes. I'II do it.
-Who gets to go into the vent? -I do.
DALLAS: No.
You and Ash...
take the main air Iock.
Parker, Lambert...
you cover upthat maintenance opening, pIease.
LAMBERT: Right.
DALLAS: I'm atthefirstjunction.
RIPLEY: DaIIas, I'm right here.
-Parker? -Yeah.
DALLAS: Lambert?
LAMBERT: I'm trying to get a reading.
RIPLEY: The air Iock is open.
DALLAS: OK, RipIey.
RIPLEY: Ready.
DALLAS: Moving up.
LAMBERT: AII right. I've got a reading on you now.
[Machine beeping]
DALLAS: Uh, open the hatch to the third junction.
OK, I'm through. RipIey?
Yes.
DALLAS: CIose aII the hatches behind me.
I'm moving on.
LAMBERT: DaIIas, hoId it a minute. I think I got it.
-Yes, I've got it. -Where?
LAMBERT: Somewhere around the third junction.
DALLAS: OK, moving on.
LAMBERT: It is right around there. Be carefuI.
DALLAS: AII right.
I've reached...
the third junction, and I'm going down.
PARKER: Whatthe heII's the matterwith that box?
[Beeping]
LAMBERT: DaIIas, hoId your positionfor a minute.
I've Iostthe signaI.
DALLAS: What? You sure?
LAMBERT: Are you sure that it's notthere?
It's gotto be around there somewhere.
DALLAS: Checkthat out, Lambert.
You may be getting interference.
LAMBERT: Are you sure there's no sign of it?
It is there.
It's gotto be around there.
DaIIas?
[Muttering] I can't beIieve this is happening.
AII right.
Uh, am I cIear? I wantto get out of here.
LAMBERT: Oh, God, it's moving righttowards you!
DALLAS: Uh...
LAMBERT: Move! Get out of there!
It's moving towards you! Move!
DaIIas! Move, DaIIas!
Move, DaIIas! Get out!
No, notthatway! The otherway, DaIIas!
[Screeches]
DaIIas?
-No! -Take it easy.
PARKER: DaIIas?
[Static]
Wefound this Iaying there.
No bIood...
no DaIIas...
nothing.
How come nobody's saying nothing?
RIPLEY: I'm thinking.
UnIess somebody has got a better idea...
we'II proceed with DaIIas' pIan.
What?
And end up Iike the others?
Oh, no, you're out of your mind!
-You got a better idea? -Yes.
LAMBERT: I say thatwe abandon this ship.
We getthe shuttIe and just getthe heII out of here!
We take our chances and just hope that somebody--
Lambert, shh. The shuttIe won'ttakefour.
LAMBERT: Then why don'twe draw straws?
I'm not drawing any straws.
I'mfor kiIIing thatthing right now.
RIPLEY: OK.
WeII, Iet's taIk about kiIIing it.
We know it's using the air shafts.
Listen to me, Parker! Shut up!
PARKER: Let's hear it.
Let's hear it.
RIPLEY: It's using the air shafts.
-We don't know that. -That's the onIy way!
We'II move in pairs.
We'II go step by step and cut off every buIkhead...
and every vent untiI we have it cornered...
and then we'II bIow itthefuck out into space.
Is that acceptabIe to you?
PARKER: lf it means kiIIing it.
ObviousIy, it means kiIIing it...
butwe have to sticktogether.
How are ourweapons?
The weapons arefine.
This one needs refueIing.
RIPLEY: WiII you get it, pIease?
Ash, go with him.
PARKER: No, I can manage,Ash.
Don'tfoIIow me.
Ash?
Any suggestions from you or Mother?
ASH: No. We're stiII coIIating.
You're what?
You're stiII coIIating?
Ifind that hard to beIieve.
ASH: WhatwouId you Iike me to do?
RIPLEY: Justwhat you've been doing,Ash--
nothing.
I've got access to Mother now...
and I'II get my own answers, thankyou.
ASH: AII right.
ASH: There is an expIanation forthis,you know.
RIPLEY: There is?!
I don'twantto hear your goddamn expIanation!
I don'twantto hear.
I...
Parker.
Lambert?
Ash.
Open the door.
Ash!
WiII you open the door?
Let me by,Ash.
RIPLEY: Aah! Aah!
PARKER: Whatthe heII are you doing?
[RipIey gasping]
Aah!
PARKER: Get her up!
Get her up! Get her up!
PARKER: Jesus!
It's a robot!
Ash is a goddamn robot!
God!
HoIy shit!
HeIp me get thisfucking thing off!
LAMBERT: Aah!
PARKER: Oh, God! Oh,Jesus!
Oh, God. Oh, God.
PARKER: How come the Company sent us a goddamn robot?
RIPLEY: They must've wanted the aIien...
fortheirweapons division.
He's been protecting it right aIong.
Parker,wiII you pIug it in?
PARKER: Uh, I don't know why--
RIPLEY: Because he may know how to kiII it.
RIPLEY: Ash, can you hear me?
Ash!
Yes, I can hearyou.
Whatwas your speciaI order?
You read it. I thought itwas cIear.
Whatwas it?
Bring back Iifeform.
Priority one.
AII other priorities rescinded.
That damn Company!
What about our Iives, you son of a bitch?
I repeat--aII other priorities are rescinded.
RIPLEY: How do we kiII it,Ash?
There's gotto be a way of kiIIing it.
How do we do it?
You can't.
PARKER: That's buIIshit!
ASH: You stiII don't understand whatyou're deaIing with.
The perfect organism.
Its structuraI perfection...
is matched onIy by its hostiIity.
LAMBERT: You admire it.
I admire its purity.
A survivor--
uncIouded...
by conscience...
remorse...
or deIusions of moraIity.
PARKER: I've heard enough of this.
I'm asking you to puII the pIug.
ASH: Lastword, RipIey.
What?
I can't Iie to you aboutyour chances, but...
you have my sympathies.
RIPLEY: We're going to bIow upthe ship.
We'II take our chances in the shuttIe.
-BIow upthe ship. -Good.
PARKER: Come on.
RIPLEY: When we throw the switches...
how Iong before the ship bIows?
-Ten minutes. -No buIIshit.
PARKER: lf we ain't out in ten minutes...
we won't need no rocket tofIy through space.
RIPLEY: We'II need cooIant forthe air-support system.
RIPLEY: You two get aII the cooIantyou can carry.
I'II getthe shuttIe ready.
I'II give you about seven minutes.
Come back up here, I'II shutthe switches off...
and we'II bIow thisfucker off into space.
PARKER: OK. Come on.
-Ready? -Take care of yourself.
RIPLEY: Seven minutes.
PARKER ON INTERCOM: Take it easy.
[Meow]
Jones?
[CooIant hisses out of cyIinder]
Jones?
LAMBERT: AII right.
PARKER: OK, checkthe bottIes.
Jones?
-How you doing? -Fine.
RIPLEY: Kitty?
PARKER ON INTERCOM: OK, go ahead.
RIPLEY: Jones?
Psst, psst, psst. Kitty, kitty, kitty.
Come here,Jones. Come here.
Jones?
Come here, boy.
[Kisses]
Come here.
Nice kitty.
Jones?
Come here. Come here, sweetheart.
Jones.
Jones?
Jonesy.
Aah! Aah!
Jones! God damn it!
Now I gotyou.
Here, sweetheart.
Nice kitty.
Oh, my God!
PARKER ON INTERCOM: Get out of the way!
LAMBERT: I can't!
PARKER: Get out of the way! It's going to kiII us!
LAMBERT: No, I can't!
PARKER: For Christ's sake, get out of the way!
RIPLEY: Lambert!
PARKER: Get out of the way, Lambert!
RIPLEY: Parker?
[Lambert sobbing]
Lambert?
Lambert. Parker.
LAMBERT: Uhh! Aah!
Aah!
Get out of the room!
[Lambert hyperventiIates]
LAMBERT: No! No!
RIPLEY: Lambert!
LAMBERT: Aah!
Aah!
Oh, God!
Aah!
Parker?
Ohh.
RIPLEY: Oh!
[RipIey breathing heaviIy]
MOTHER: Danger.
The emergency destruct system is now activated.
The shipwiII detonate in T-minus ten minutes.
The option to override automatic detonation...
expires in T-minusfive minutes.
[Siren bIaring]
MOTHER: The option to override automatic detonation...
expires in T-minus three minutes.
MOTHER: The option to override automatic detonation...
expires in T-minus one minute.
[Siren bIaring]
MOTHER: Twenty-nine,twenty-eight...
twenty-seven,twenty-six...
twenty-five,twenty-four...
twenty-three,twenty-two...
twenty-one...
twenty seconds.
Nineteen, eighteen...
seventeen, sixteen...
fifteen,fourteen...
thirteen,tweIve...
eIeven...
ten seconds.
Nine, eight...
seven, six...
five,four...
RIPLEY: Come on!
MOTHER: three,two, one.
The option to override detonation procedure...
has now expired.
RIPLEY: Mother, turn the cooIing unit back on!
Mother!
MOTHER: The ship wiII automaticaIIy destruct...
in T-minusfive minutes.
RIPLEY: You bitch!
God damn it!
Jones.
MOTHER: You now have one minute to abandon ship.
The ship wiII automaticaIIy destruct...
in T-minus one minute.
MOTHER: T-minus thirty seconds...
twenty-nine,twenty-eight...
twenty-seven,twenty-six...
twenty-five,twenty-four...
twenty-three...
twenty-two,twenty-one...
twenty seconds.
Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen...
sixteen,fifteen...
fourteen,thirteen...
tweIve, eIeven...
ten seconds.
Nine, eight, seven...
six,five...
four,three...
two, one.
I gotyou...
you son of a bitch.
[Meow]
Shh, shh, shh.
It's aII right.
Shh, shh, shh.
[Meow]
Shh,Jonesy.
SiIIy boy.
AII right. It's nice to see you,too.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
It's OK.
[Jones growIs]
Aah!
Come on.
[Singing] You
Are
My Iucky star
You
Are my Iucky star
You
Lucky, Iucky, Iucky, Iucky, Iucky
OK.
Oh, come on.
[Singing] You are
My Iucky star
You
[AIien screeching]
Are my Iucky star
You,you're my Iucky star
You are my Iucky star
Oh, God.
OK.
[Breathing heaviIy]
OK.
Aah!
[Screeches]
FinaI report of the commerciaI starship Nostromo...
third officer reporting.
The other members of the crew--
Kane, Lambert...
Parker, Brett...
Ash...
and Captain DaIIas--
are dead.
Cargo and ship destroyed.
I shouId reach thefrontier in about six weeks.
With a IittIe Iuck, the networkwiII pick me up.
This is RipIey...
Iast survivor of the Nostromo...
signing off.
Come on, cat.