[Gasps]
Kill...
me.
Kill...me.
CALL: Don't do it, Ripley.
RIPLEY: Don't do what?
What's the big deal, man?
Fucking waste of ammo.
Let's go.
Must be a chick thing.
Am I dreaming...
or is this not the shit we brought with us?
CHRISTlE: Yeah. It's the same shit.
It stinks in here, man. Let's keep moving.
Aah!
Get away from me!
CHRISTlE: Drop the rod, man.
-Get away from me! -Do it!
Get away from me.
Who are you people?
What's happening here?
CHRISTlE: Calm down. What's happening here...
is we're getting the fuck off this ghost ship, OK?
Ship? What ship?
Where am l?
I was in cryo, right? On my way to Xarem.
Work crew for the nickel refinery, right?
I wake up. I--I know I don't understand.
I woke up. I--I saw horrible things.
Look, you're coming with us. It's too dangerous for you here.
[Sniffs]
Leave him.
CALL: Fuck you. We're not leaving him here.
He's got one inside of him.
I can smell it.
PURVlS: lnside me?
Inside me?
What's inside me?
I don't want one of those things birthing anywhere near my ass.
It's a bad risk.
What's inside me?
We can't just leave him here.
CHRISTlE: I thought you wanted to stop them.
-What's inside me? -Can't you stop it?
CHRISTlE: Got no time for that.
WREN: Not here. The lab is damaged.
CHRISTlE: I could do him. Back of the head.
Painless. It might be the best way.
What's inside me?
-Got to be another way. -What if we freeze him?
What's in-fucking-side me?!
There's a monster in your chest.
These guys hijacked your ship...
and they sold your cryotube to this human...
and he put an alien inside of you.
It's a really nasty one.
And in a few hours...
it's gonna burst its way through your rib cage...
and you're gonna die.
Any questions?
Who are you?
I'm the monster's mother.
CALL: Look, he comes with us.
We freeze him on the Betty. The doctor can remove it later.
JOHNER: It's a mess down there. Is this the only way?
CHRISTlE: Vriess, we gotta lose the chair.
I know.
Kawlang maneuver, all right?
Yeah. Just like old times.
Yeah.
VRlESS: Must be the cooling tanks.
Somebody must've opened the valves.
CHRISTlE: The nasties couldn't have done this, could they?
WREN: We're at the bottom of the ship.
We have to go through the kitchen...
maybe 90 feet...
to the freight elevator on the other side.
I don't like it.
What's to like?
JOHNER: This sucks!
HlLLARD: Wren, are you sure about the distance?
Yes.
CHRISTlE: You ready to get wet, partner?
VRlESS: Yeah.
[Coughs]
VRlESS: Christie, do me a favor.
When we hit the surface on the other side...
no backstroke, OK?
[Gasps]
Jesus Christ!
JOHNER: They set a goddamn trap!
It's a goddamn ambush!
[Roars]
Distephano!
[Snarls]
It won't break. Give me your weapon.
You really are way too trusting.
No!
[Echoing]
VRlESS: You killed her! You bastard!
VRlESS: I'll get you!
[Gun jams]
WREN: Father, lock the door!
Christie! Climb! Climb!
I'm doin' it, man!
Come on! Come on!
It's jammed! Move it!
It's jammed!
CHRISTlE: Die! Die!
Aah!
Get off my foot, bitch!
CHRISTlE: Get off me!
Aah! Johner!
Get off me! Get off me!
Johner!
Die, motherfucker!
Do it, man!
[Shrieks]
Ohh!
Real nice party, ain't it?
[Groaning]
Ohh!
VRlESS: Christie!
Christie!
No!
Christie!
What are you doing?!
Don't do it!
Don't!
We can make it!
-No! -Aah!
[Sobbing]
Damn!
[Warning buzzer]
This way.
Come on!
Baby, am I glad to see you.
I was sure that asshole got ya.
Are you hurt?
I'm fine.
You got body armor on?
Yeah. Come on.
You took it in the chest. I saw it.
You're a robot?
JOHNER: Son of a bitch!
Our little Call's just full of surprises.
RIPLEY: I should have known. No human being is that humane.
JOHNER: I thought synthetics were supposed to be all logical.
You're a big old psycho, girl.
PURVlS: You're a robot?
You're a Second Gen, aren't you?
You're an Auton.
A robot... designed by robots, right?
JOHNER: Hah!
That's right. I remember.
They were supposed to revitalize the synthetic industry.
Instead, they buried it. [Laughs]
They don't like being told what to do.
The government ordered a recall.
Now, I heard that only a few had gotten out intact.
Man! I never thought that I'd see one!
Great. She's a toaster oven.
Can we leave now?
DISTEPHANO: Ha ha!
RIPLEY: How long before we land?
DISTEPHANO: Just under two hours.
Hey, Vriess, you got a socket wrench?
Maybe she just needs an oil change.
FATHER: I'm sorry. Access denied.
I can't believe I almost fucked it.
Yeah, like you never fucked a robot!
RIPLEY: If Wren gets in the computer...
he could really screw us.
JOHNER: We gotta find a terminal.
DISTEPHANO: There's no console on this level.
-We'd have to go back. -We can't go back.
And I don't know any of Wren's access codes.
Help me.
Call?
No...I can't.
Right. You're the new model droid.
You can access the mainframe by remote.
CALL: No, I can't.
I burned my modem. We all did.
VRlESS: Call, you can still patch in manually.
You know that.
DISTEPHANO: There's ports in the chapel up there.
Call...
RIPLEY: You're programmed for that?
CALL: Don't make me do this.
Don't make me make you.
[Sighs]
I don't want to go in there.
It's like my insides are liquid. It's not real.
Get over it.
You can blow the ship before it reaches Earth...
and kill them all.
Just give us time to get out first.
Oh, damn it.
Anything?
Hold on.
[Robotic voice] Breach in sector seven, sector three.
Sector nine unstable.
Engines operating at 41 percent.
Eighty-six minutes until Earth-dock.
[Gasps]
[Normal voice] We burned too much energy.
I can't make critical mass. I can't blow it.
Then crash it.
I'm OK.
Really.
I feel good.
CALL: [Robotic voice] Ground level recalibrated.
Time until impact now 43 minutes, 8 seconds.
Try to clear us a path to the Betty.
And start her up.
OK.
[Robotic voice] Please wait.
Emergency override in console four-five-V, level one.
[Normal voice] It's Wren. He's almost at the Betty.
Father, locate the power drain. Report.
Father?
Father!
CALL: [Robotic voice] Father's dead, asshole.
Intruder on level one.
All aliens, please proceed to level one.
You got a mean streak.
Aah! Damn it.
-Let me see. -Don't touch me.
Come on.
You must think this is pretty funny.
I'm finding a lot of things funny lately.
But I don't think they are.
Why do you go on living?
How can you stand being what you are?
Not much choice.
At least there's part of you that's human.
I'm just--Look at me.
I'm disgusting.
Why did you come here?
To kill you, remember?
Before the recall...
I accessed the mainframe.
Every dirty little covert op...
the government ever dreamed of is in there.
And this, you, the aliens...
even the crew from the Betty.
I knew if they succeeded, it'd be the end of them.
Why do you care what happens to them?
Because I'm programmed to.
You're programmed to be an asshole?
You're the new asshole model they're putting out?
-Come on. -[Footsteps]
I guess we're almost there.
DISTEPHANO: It's not so far now!
PURVlS: God, I am so tired!
JOHNER: Sleep when you die, man!
PURVlS: Oh, no. This is bad, right?
I think we're near the nest.
Well, then we'll go another way.
-We don't have time. -We got nearly 90 minutes.
-Not anymore. -What are you saying?
JOHNER: What did you do, robot?
Let's go. Come on.
Hey! You want to die here with your brothers and sisters...
that's cool, but I plan to live past today!
So if this little hunk of plastic...
is pullin' any shit, I'm gonna kill her!
Kill you! Does that compute?
Or do I have to draw you a schematic?
Hey!
[Gagging]
You want another souvenir?
How far are the docks?
A hundred yards.
CALL: Ripley?
Ripley!
Come on!
Ripley, we have to go!
I hear them.
I hear them. They're so close.
Ripley.
RIPLEY: It's the queen.
She's in pain.
Ripley!
Wait!
Oh, my God.
PURVlS: We got to be moving.
The best thing you can do is pray for a quick death.
Come on.
CALL: It's not right.
PURVlS: I've been saying that all day.
VRlESS: It's up to you, Call.
Patch into the ship again and open the hatch.
CALL: Johner, we should put Purvis in the freezer.
JOHNER: All right, little buddy.
Nap time.
Aah!
Nobody moves, or I put a cap where this droid's brain is.
Distephano, take the weapons.
Begging your pardon, sir, but fuck you!
Oh, fine, then I kill her, and you kill me...
and we all die, and nobody goes home!
Now drop the weapon!
Then this little synthetic bitch...
is gonna plug into the Auriga...
and she is gonna take us right back to home base...
according to the standard emergency procedures.
No, she's not!
DISTEPHANO: Are you crazy? Bring those things to Earth?
Haven't you been paying attention today?
Ah, the intellectual speaks.
-Stay! -Listen! If you don't--
Don't you ever shut up?
[Loud gasps]
Eeeeyyyarrggh!
Aaaarrrgh!
Why does nobody listen to me?
Aaaahhh!
[Screeches]
[Screeching]
Aah!
GEDIMAN: I told you. At first, everything was normal.
The queen laid her eggs, but then she started to change.
She added a second cycle, so...
so...
this time, there is no host.
There are no eggs.
There is only her womb...
and the creature inside.
That is Ripley's gift to her--
a human reproductive system.
She is giving birth for you, Ripley!
And now she is perfect!
[Growls]
[Roars]
[Roaring]
Ohh...
[Growling]
[Roaring]
GEDIMAN: You are...
a beautiful...
beautiful butterfly.
[Roaring]
[Growls]
[Cooing]
No!
No...no.
[Roaring]
[Mewing]
[Growling]
[Roars]
[Snaps]
GEDIMAN: Ah, look.
Look. Beautiful, beautiful little baby.
Look. It thinks you're its mother.
Come on.
Yeah...yeah...
Come on.
[Growling]
[Roaring]
[Groans]
[Roars]
FATHER: Civilian vessel on-line.
Emergency departure authorized.
All right, she's hot.
I'll open the Auriga's airlocks. Pull the clamps on your mark.
Right. I just need to find the--the vertical thrust lock.
Are you sure you guys can fly this thing?
Yes!
[Thud]
FATHER: Launch status is go.
No!
Ripley!
Hi-yaaahhh!
Hey.
DISTEPHANO: I thought you were dead.
Yeah. I get that a lot.
Why are we still here?
I'm just finding the, uh, manual override.
-For Christ's sake. -Hey, Ripley.
Good memory. Excuse me.
JOHNER: Ripley's back, man.
-ls that it? -Nope.
JOHNER: You can't fly one of these things, too, can you?
Are you kidding?
This piece of shit is even older than I am.
VRlESS: Goddamn it!
We still got breach. The hatch.
I closed it.
I fixed the goddamn hatch a hundred times, man!
CALL: I'll get it.
FATHER: Approaching Earth's atmosphere.
Window of departure now 46 seconds.
Call? We have to go.
RIPLEY: Call.
RIPLEY: We've gotta get out of here.
[Roaring]
FATHER: Window of departure now 20 seconds.
Grab on to something, Call. We're outta here.
Come on, baby.
Aah!
This thing is gonna fall apart.
Pressure's unstable!
Go help Call turn on the auxiliary pump!
[Roaring]
Ooh...
[Gasps]
[Mewing]
[Roars]
Distephano?
[Alien growling]
VRlESS: Come on! Step on it!
Hey!
I'm not the mechanic here, lronsides!
I mostly just hurt people.
Shit!
Call!
Call, get back up here!
VRlESS: Call! Call!
Ripley!
Hey, Ripley!
Johner, where are you, you son of a bitch?
Get on it, bastard!
What am I supposed to do?
Grab the sticks!
[Roars]
CALL: Ooh!
Put her down.
[Roars]
Ripley!
[Screaming]
I'm sorry.
FATHER: USM Auriga will impact in five seconds.
Four...
three...
two...
one.
Thank you.
[Johner screaming]
-What's burnin'? -Us!
Shit! You're right!
-Ohh! -Ohh!
-Whew! -Whew!
Well, you did it.
You saved the Earth.
You sound disappointed.
It's beautiful.
Yeah.
I didn't expect it to be.
What happens now?
I don't know.
I'm a stranger here myself.