[Beeping]
[Beeping Stops]
[Chattering, Indistinct]
[Parker] What you say? You got any biscuits over there?
[Ripley] I keep seeing corn bread.
- I am cold. - Still with us, Brett?
Right.
Oh, I feel dead.
Anybody ever tell you you look dead, man?
- [Mouthing Words] - [Parker] Oh, yeah, right.
Now, I just forgot something, man.
Before we dock...
I think we oughta discuss the bonus situation.
- Right. - Brett and I, we think we oughta...
- We deserve full shares, right, baby? - You see, Mr. Parker and I...
feel that the bonus situation has never been on an equitable level.
Well, you'll get what you're contracted for like everybody else.
- Yes, but everybody else gets more than us. - [Monitor Beeping]
Dallas, Mother wants to talk to you.
Huh? Yeah, I saw it. Yellow light's for my eyes only.
Okay, get dressed, huh?
- Parker, come on. - Can I finish my coffee? Thank you.
It's the only thing good on this ship.
[Machine Whirring]
[Dallas] Good morning, Mother.
[Beeping, Whirring]
[Voice Over Radio, Indistinct]
- Right. - Okay.
Plug us in.
Thank you.
- Where's Earth? - You should know.
It's not our system.
Scan.
[Sighs] I can't believe this.
Contact Traffic Control.
[Ripley] This is commercial towing vehicle Nostromo...
out of the Solomons, registration number...
1-8-0-niner-2-4-6-0-niner.
Calling Antarctica Traffic Control. Do you read me? Over.
Commercial towing vehicle Nostromo out of the Solomons...
registration number 1-8-0-niner-2-4-6-0-niner.
- Nothing. - [Kane] Keep trying.
Calling Antarctica Traffic Control. Do you read me, Antarctica? Over.
I found it. Just short of Zeta II Reticuli.
We haven't reached the outer rim yet.
That's hard to believe.
[Lambert] What the hell are we doing out here?
I don't know. What the hell are you talking about?
- That's not our system. - I know that.
[Parker] Listen, do you ever notice how they never come down here?
I mean, this is where the work is, right?
Well, it's the same damn reason we get a half share to their one.
Our time is their time. That's the way they see it.
- But-But... - Same old shit, man.
But I think I know why they don't come down here.
It's because of you. You don't have no personality.
Wonder what they want now. What's going on down here?
- Um, you happen to be in my seat. - Yes, of course.
- Thank you. - I'm sorry.
[Parker] What's happenin' now, baby?
Well, some of you may have figured out we're not home yet.
- We're only halfway there. - What?
Mother's interrupted the course of our journey.
- Why? - Yeah.
She's programmed to do that should certain conditions arise. They have.
- [Ripley] Like what? - It seems she has...
intercepted a transmission of unknown origin.
- She got us up to check it out. - A transmission? Out here?
- Yeah. - What kind of a transmission?
Acoustical beacon. It repeats at intervals of 12 seconds.
- S.O. S? - I don't know.
Human?
- Unknown. - [Brett] Well, so what?
Well, we are obligated under section eight...
I hate to bring this up, but, uh...
this is a commercial ship, not a rescue ship.
- Right. - And it's not in my contract to do this kind of duty.
Now, what about the money? If you wanna give me some money, I'll be happy to oblige.
- The man's right. - Let's go over the bonus situation.
I'm sorry. Can I say something?
Let's talk about the bonus more.
There is a clause in the contract which specifically states...
any systematized transmission indicating a possible intelligent origin...
- must be investigated. - I don't wanna hear it.
- We don't know if it's intelligent. - I wanna go home and party.
Parker, will you just listen to the man?
On penalty of total forfeiture of shares. No money.
You got that?
- [Chuckling] Well, yeah. - All right, we're going in.
Yeah. We're goin' in, aren't we?
- [Clears Throat] - Can we all hear that, Lambert?
[Electronic Pulsing]
[Pulsing Continues]
[Scoffs] Good God.
Doesn't sound like any radio signal I've heard.
- Maybe it's a voice. - Well, we'll soon know.
Can you hone in on that?
What was the, uh, position?
6550-99.
[Soft Beeping]
- [Loud Beeping] - All right. It found the quadrant.
Ascension: six minutes, 20 seconds.
Declination:39 degrees, two seconds.
Okay. Put that on the screen for me.
[Lambert] All right. Well, that's it.
It's a planetoid. 1200 kilometers.
- It's tiny. - Any rotation?
[Beeping]
[Lambert] About two hours.
What about gravity?
- [Beeping] - Point eight-six.
You can walk on it.
[Lambert Over Radio] Approaching orbital apogee.
Mark 12, 11...
Equatorial orbit nailed.
Nine. Eight seconds on descension.
- [Kane] Grids energized. Fields focused. - Five. Four.
Three. Two. One.
- D.O.R.'s in line. - How's the status on the lifters?
Give me an A.C. pressure reading.
Forty-eight seconds and counting.
[Lambert Over Radio, Indistinct]
Prepare to disengage from platform.
Twenty seconds.
Eighteen, 17...
Twelve, 11, 10...
nine, eight, seven...
six, five, four...
three, two, one, lock.
Disengage.
[Ripley] Umbilicus clear.
Money's safe. Let's take her down.
[Kane] Roll 92 degrees port yaw.
[Ripley] Prime the port.
[Voices Over Radio, Indistinct]
[Dallas Over Radio, Indistinct]
[Ripley] Turbulence.
[Voices Over Radio Continue]
Locked and floating. You can drop us anytime. We'll catch you.
Inertial damping's going off. Hold on, people. There's gonna be a little bump.
[Metal Creaking Loudly]
What the hell was that?
Pressure drop in intake three. Must've lost a shield.
Let's go with it.
[Voices Over Radio Continue]
[Grunts] Dropping off now.
Still dropping.
Here we are. We've got it.
Take her down.
Navigation lights on.
We've got 5-3 still out. No problem. Just down 11%.
[Lambert] Keep it coming. Keep it coming.
[Lambert] We go in eight.
Eight, seven, six...
five, four, three...
two, one.
Kill drive engines.
[Alarm Blaring]
What the hell happened?
- [Alarm Blaring] - Somebody give me a straight answer!
- Is the hull breached? - I don't see anything. We've still got pressure.
- Hit the screen. - Right.
[Wind Howling]
[Parker Over Radio] Secondary load sharing unit...
is out.
Three to four cells are gone.
- Is that it? - No, hold on.
We can't fix it out here anyway, and we need to reroute...
- a couple of these ducts, wouldn't you say, Brett? - Dry dock time.
Dry dock. Tell her we need to dry-dock.
Look, we couldn't fix it out here anyway.
We gotta reroute all these ducts...
and in order to do that we've got to dry-dock.
[Sighs] What else?
[Parker Over Radio] Some fragments caked up...
and we've got to clean it all out and repressurize it.
[Ripley Over Radio] How long before we're functional?
- Look, what is... What... - It's 17 hours, tell her.
- At least 25 hours. - Yeah.
[Ripley] Get started on the floor panel. I'll be right down.
What the hell's she comin' down here for?
She better stay the fuck out of my way, I'll tell you that.
I'd like to see what she's gonna do when she gets here.
[Wind Howling]
- Any response yet? - [Ash] No. Absolutely nothing.
Except the same transmission every 12 seconds.
All the other channels are dead.
- [Clicks Switch] - Kick on the floods.
- We can't go anywhere in this. - Mmm.
Well, Mother says the sun's coming up in 20 minutes.
- How far are we from the source of transmission? - Uh, northeast.
Just under 2,000 meters.
Walking distance?
- [Laughs] - Well...
- Can you give me an atmospheric? - Yes.
[Ash] Oh.
It's almost primordial.
There's inert nitrogen...
high concentration of carbon dioxide crystals, methane.
I'm working on the trace elements.
- Anything else? - Yes.
There's...
rock, lava base...
and deep cold.
- Well below the line. - Mm-hmm.
[Kane] I'll volunteer to be in the first group to go out.
Yeah, it figures.
You too, Lambert.
- Swell. - You better break out the weapons.
[Wind Howling]
[Lambert] I can't see a goddamn thing.
[Dallas] Ash, are you receiving?
[Voices Over Radio, Indistinct]
[Mouths Words]
[Ash] Good contact on my board.
[Dallas Over Monitor] Clear and free. Keep the line open. Let's go.
Hey, Ripley.
Hey, Ripley, I wanna ask you a question.
If they find what they're lookin' for out there, does that mean we get full shares?
Don't worry, Parker. You'll get whatever's coming to you.
Look, I'm not gonna do any more work...
- till we get this straightened out. - Brett...
- you're guaranteed by law to get a share. - [Parker] What?
- Why don't you just fuck off. - What?
[Brett] What'd you say, Rip?
If you have any trouble, I'll be on the bridge.
[Parker] Hey, Ripley, come back here!
[Chuckling]
- Son of a bitch. - What's the matter?
[Lambert] Can't see a goddamn thing.
- [Kane] Quit griping. - I like griping.
[Dallas] Come on. Knock it off.
[Calculating]
[Breathing Through Oxygen Apparatus]
Ash, can you see this?
Yes, I can.
I've never seen anything like it.
[Dallas] It's very bizarre.
[Kane] You said it.
[Dallas] All right.
Moving on to second... position.
[Lambert] What is it?
Let's get out of here.
[Kane] We've come this far. We must go on.
We have to go on.
Will you say that again? Shit.
[Dallas] Ash, as you can see, it's kind of hard to describe.
I'm going back to the console.
[Voices Continue Over Monitor, Distorted]
[Dallas, Faint] It seems to be solid.
To walk... You can on it.
[Dallas Continues, Voice Distorted]
[Dallas Continues, Indistinct]
Dallas?
[Breathing Through Oxygen Apparatus]
- What's happening? - Come on down here. Something different down here.
I don't know what it is, but...
See if we can get up that wall. If we can get up that wall, we can find out.
Amazing.
[Dallas] Alien life form.
Looks like it's been dead a long time.
Fossilized.
Looks like it's growing out of the chair.
Bones are bent outward...
like he exploded from inside.
[Lambert] I wonder what happened to the rest of the crew.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Hey, Dallas, Lambert, come on over here.
Come on.
- What do you got? - See what you make of this.
- [Clicks Switch] - Ash?
That transmission... Mother's deciphered part of it.
- It doesn't look like an S.O.S. - What is it, then?
Well, I... It looks like a warning.
- I'm gonna go out after them. - What's the point?
I mean, by the time it takes to get there, you'll...
they'll know if it's a warning or not, yes?
[Clicks Switch]
[Exhales Deeply]
[Dallas] You okay down there?
- Can you see anything? - I don't know... a cave.
A ca... A cave of some sort. But I...
Well, I don't know, but it's like the goddamn tropics in here.
What the hell is this?
The cave is completely enclosed...
and it's full of...
leathery objects, like eggs or something.
There's a layer of mist...
just covering the eggs that reacts when broken.
[Dallas Over Radio] Kane? You all right?
I'm okay. All right.
I'm okay. I just slipped.
It appears to be completely sealed.
Wait a minute. There's movement.
It seems to have life. Organic life.
[Screeching]
[Computer Calculating]
- [Dallas Over Radio] You there, Ripley? - I'm right here.
[Beeping]
- Okay, Ripley, I'm at the inner lock hatch now. - Right.
- Hey, Ripley. We're clean. Let us in. - Right here.
- What happened to Kane? - Something has attached itself to him.
- We have to get him to the infirmary right away. - What kind of thing?
- I need a clear definition. - An organism. Open the hatch.
Wait a minute. If we let it in, the ship could be infected.
You know the quarantine procedure... 24 hours for decontamination.
He could die in 24 hours. Open the hatch.
Listen to me. If we break quarantine, we could all die.
Look, would you open the goddamn hatch? We have to get him inside.
No. I can't do that.
And if you were in my position, you'd do the same.
Ripley, this is an order. Open that hatch right now.
- Do you hear me? - Yes.
Ripley, this is an order! You hear me?
Yes, I read you. The answer is negative.
Inner hatch opened.
[Whirring]
My God.
What the hell is that?
Jesus Christ.
What is that, man?
Hey, how the hell is he breathing?
Is he still alive or what?
Why don't you guys freeze him?
How come they don't freeze him?
What's going on in there?
- What the fuck is going on? - You bitch!
- Jesus Christ! - Hey! Hey!
- You would've left us out there. - Break it up.
[Dallas] When I give an order I expect to be obeyed.
- Even if it's against the law? - You're goddamn right!
Maybe she has a point. Who knows what that is.
How are we gonna get that off of him?
- How are we gonna get it off? - Let me get some instruments.
Oh, God.
All right. I'll make an incision here.
- I'll try and remove one of the digitals from... - You're gonna do what?
Finger. I'm gonna try and get his finger off. Just a minute.
[Continues, Indistinct]
- No, that's not... It's tearing his scalp. - I know!
It's not coming off without tearing his face off with it.
We'll have to take a look at him inside. Right.
How come they don't freeze him?
How come you guys don't freeze him?
All right, you can take your mask off.
- What's it got down his throat? - I would suggest it's feeding him oxygen.
Paralyzes him, puts him in a coma, then keeps him alive.
Now what the hell is that?
- We gotta get it off of him. - Just a minute.
Just a minute.
I mean, let's not be too hasty.
We don't know anything about...
it.
Now, we're assuming it's feeding him oxygen. If we remove it...
it could kill him.
I'm willing to take that chance. Let's cut it off him now.
- You take responsibility? - Yes, I'll take responsibility. Get him out of there.
[Dallas] Where do you wanna do this?
We'll make an incision just below the knuckle there.
- Right here. - Stand by.
[Whirring]
[Ash] Good God!
[Dallas] That crap's gonna eat through the hull.
That thing's gonna eat through the goddamn hull. Come on!
What's going on?
This way.
Next deck.
- [Sizzling] - [Parker] There it is.
Don't get under it! Don't get under it.
Looks like it's stopping.
- Take a look at this, Brett. - Yeah.
Brett, give me... What do you got, a pen there? Give it to me, quick.
Come on! Come on!
[Brett] Don't get any on your arm.
It stopped.
I haven't seen anything like that except, uh, molecular acid.
It must be using it for blood.
It's got a wonderful defense mechanism.
You don't dare kill it.
What about Kane?
- Here's your pen back. - [Brett] What do we do now?
Leave Kane to Ash. You get back to work.
Well, what... what...
[Electrical Crackling]
Okay.
- Try it. - [Machine Cranking]
Damn it. I thought for sure that was it.
- Try it again. - [Machine Cranking]
I feel like I've been in this place a month.
We shouldn't have landed in this place in the first place.
Shouldn't have landed on this damn ball, I know that.
Well, the sooner we patch this thing up and get out of here, the sooner we can go home.
This place gives me the creeps.
That's amazing. What is it?
I'd say it's, um...
I don't know yet.
- [Coughs] - Did you want something?
Yes. I, uh...
I'd like to have a little talk. How's, uh... How's Kane?
He's holding. No changes.
And, uh, our guest?
- Well... - Hmm?
Well, as I said, I'm still...
collating, actually.
But, uh, I have confirmed that he's got an outer layer of protein polysaccharides.
He has a funny habit of shedding his cells...
and replacing them with... polarized silicon...
which gives him a prolonged resistance...
to adverse environmental conditions.
- Is that enough for you? - That's plenty.
- What does it mean? - Please don't do that. Thank you.
I'm sorry.
Well, it's an interesting combination of elements...
making him a tough little son of a bitch.
And you let him in.
I was obeying a direct order, remember?
Ash, when Dallas and Kane are off the ship...
I'm senior officer.
Oh, yes. I forgot.
You also forgot the science division's basic quarantine law.
- No, that I didn't forget. - Oh, I see.
You just broke it. Huh?
Look, what would you have done with Kane? Hmm?
You knew his only chance of survival was to get him in here.
Unfortunately, by breaking quarantine...
you risk everybody's life.
Maybe I should've left him outside.
Maybe I've jeopardized the rest of us, but it was a risk I was willing to take.
That's a pretty big risk...
for a science officer.
It's, uh, not exactly out of the manual, is it?
I do take my responsibilities as seriously as you, you know.
You do your job...
and let me do mine, yes?
- [Ripley] Where's Dallas? - [Ash] In the shuttle.
- ## [Classical] - [Monitor Buzzes]
[Clicks Switch]
- Dallas. - [Ash] I think you should have a look at Kane.
- Why? - Something's happened.
- Serious? - Interesting.
- [Clicks Switch] - ## [Stops]
Ripley, meet me in the infirmary right away.
[Ripley] Where is it?
[Ash] Well, I don't know. I mean, we oughta try and find it.
[Dallas] Yeah, let's check it.
Dallas, please be careful.
[Gasps]
Sorry.
No, not in the corner. Psst. Have one of these.
Just in case.
Kane? Dallas? [Screams]
- You okay? - I didn't see it. Was it in the overhead?
- What? It was up there somewhere. - My God.
- [Dallas] Cover up the damn thing! - [Ash] Wait.
It's alive!
That's a reflex action.
Well, we've gotta have a look at this.
Excuse me.
- [Ash] Seems dead enough. - [Ripley] Well, good. Let's get rid of it.
Ripley, for God's sake...
this is the first time that we've encountered a species like this.
It has to go back. All sorts of tests have to be made.
Ash, are you kidding? This thing bled acid.
Who knows what it's gonna do when it's dead.
I think it's safe to assume it isn't a zombie.
Dallas, it has to go back.
Well, I'd as soon...
as not burn it at the stake, but you're the science officer.
- It's your decision, Ash. - Dallas.
How come I've got to change my mind? The decision's been made.
I'm not trying to change your mind, Dallas. I just want you to listen...
Will you listen to...
[Groans]
Just tell me how you can leave that kind of decision to him.
Look, I just run the ship.
Anything that has to do with the science division, Ash has the final word.
- How does that happen? - It happens because that's what the company wants to happen.
Since when is that standard procedure?
Standard procedure is to do what the hell they tell you to do.
- What's happening with the repairs? How's it going? - They're pretty much finished.
Why the hell didn't you tell me so?
- Because there's still some things left to do. - Like what?
Well, we're blind on "B" and "C" decks.
- The reserve power system's blown... - That's a bunch of horseshit.
- We can take off without that. - Yeah, we can. You think that's a good idea?
Look, I just wanna get the hell out of here, all right?
Dust in the intakes again. Number two's overheating.
Spit on it for two minutes, would you, for Christ's sake?
[Ripley] We're hot. We're getting hotter.
Engine room, red clip status?
- One kilometer on ascension. - [Ripley] Engage artificial gravity.
- Engaged. - I'm altering the vector now.
[Dallas] Inhibit CNG control.
- Struts retract. - [Parker] Struts retracted.
- [Lambert] Max stress to fifth overload. - [Dallas] Ease it back.
[Dallas] She's great. Beautiful.
Walk in the park. When we fix something, we stay fixed...
- don't we, Brett baby? - [Brett] Right.
[Parker] What I think we should do is just freeze him.
If he's got a disease, why don't we stop it where it is?
He can always get to a doctor when we get back home.
Right.
Whenever he says anything, you say "right," Brett. You know that?
- Right. - [Sighs]
Parker, what do you think? Your staff just follows you around, says "right."
- Just like a regular parrot. - Yeah. Shape up.
- What are you, some kind of parrot? - Right.
Come on. Knock it off. Kane's gonna have to go into quarantine.
- That's it. - Yes, and so will we.
Well, how about a little something to lower your spirits?
Thrill me, will you, please?
Well, according to my calculations...
based on time spent getting to and from the planet...
- Just give me the short version. How far to Earth? - Ten months.
- Oh, God. - Great.
- [Monitor Buzzes] - Yes.
[Ash] Dallas, I think you should come and see Kane.
- Has his condition changed? - It's simpler if you'd just come and see him.
We're on our way.
Right.
[Laughter]
[Lambert] How are you doing?
- [Coughs] Thank you. - How you doin'?
Um, terrific. Next silly question.
[Laughter]
Oh, thank you.
Do you remember anything about the planet?
What's the last thing you do remember?
- Huh? - [Sighs]
I remember some...
horrible dream about... smothering.
And...
And... Anyway, where are we?
- Right here. - We're on our way home.
Back to the old freezerinos.
Could I have something to eat before we go back?
I-I need something myself.
Yeah, right. One more meal before bedtime. I'm buyin'.
- Hey, that's a break. - Bedtime.
[Chattering]
[Chattering Continues]
The first thing that I'm gonna do when I get back...
is to get some decent food.
I can dig it, man. Let me tell you, I've eaten worse food than this...
- but I've tasted better, you know what I'm sayin'? - The other one over there.
Well, you pound down the stuff like there's no tomorrow.
I'd rather be eatin' something else, but, uh, right now I'm thinkin' food.
[Kane] Well, you should know. You know what it's made of.
No, man, I don't wanna talk about what it's made of.
- I'm eatin' this just to... - [Gagging]
What's the matter?
- The food ain't that bad, baby. - What's wrong, Kane?
- [Gagging, Retching] - Are you choking?
What's wrong?
- [Coughing, Gasping] - What? What?
- This is serious. - Kane, what's the matter?
- [Gagging, Gasping] - It's okay!
- Hold him down! - Hold him...
[Ash] Get this in his mouth!
- [Groaning] - Damn it!
- Get it into his mouth! - I'm trying!
[Screaming]
[Screams]
[Convulsing]
- [Screeching] - [Screaming]
[Lambert] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- No! - Don't touch it! Don't touch it!
[Screeching]
- [Brett] Dallas? - [Dallas] Yeah.
- Anything? - No. You?
Nothing.
- You see anything? - No.
- [Loud Clank] - [Dallas] Inner hatch sealed.
Anybody wanna say anything?
This is just an ordinary prod, like a cattle prod.
It's got a portable battery.
It's insulated all the way here, all the way up to here.
Just make damn sure nobody puts their hand on the end of it.
It shouldn't damage the little bastard...
unless its skin is thinner than ours.
But it will give him a little incentive.
Now we just have to find it.
I've taken care of that. I've designed this tracking device.
You just set it to search for a moving object, like so.
Hasn't got much of a range, but when you get within a certain distance...
it'll start to give off a signal.
What's it key off?
Micro changes in air density.
Give me a demo.
- [Whirring] - See?
Got ya.
Two teams. Ash, Lambert and I.
Ripley, you take Parker and Brett.
Now, anyone see this thing, you catch it in the net...
that Parker's holding on his lap.
Parker, I don't want any heroics out of you, all right?
Catch it, put it in the air lock, get rid of it.
The channels are open on all decks.
I want you to communicate and keep in touch at all times, all right?
Let's go.
I thought you fixed 12 module.
[Brett] We did.
I don't understand it.
[Parker] The circuits must have burned out.
- What do we got here? - Damn it! Hold your light over here, would you?
Yeah, that's it.
I don't know if this is gonna work.
If I could just put this... put this in there.
- Right. - Oh, damn it.
Check the insulation.
Oh, shit!
[Tracking Device Whirring]
- Steady. - According to this, it's within five meters.
Open the door.
Changes in the density, my ass.
It's within five meters.
[Parker] Be careful.
[Parker] Don't creep up on me with that thing.
[Ripley] You guys, stick together.