[Louder Whirring]
- Don't fail me now. - [Parker] What?
- What is it? - Parker, Brett, it's in this locker!
Where?
Here, take this.
Get over here and get the net.
- Get it? - I got it. I got it. I got it.
Wait. Wait.
All right, Parker. When I say.
All right. Now.
Easy.
[Hissing]
- [All Chattering] - Wait! Don't let him go!
What the hell are you doing, man?
It's the cat.
[Laughing]
Hey, look, now. We had to bag it, man.
Now we might pick it up on the tracker again.
- I'll... I'll... I'll... - Go and get it, man.
All right. You get him. We'll go on.
- [Sighs] - [Scoffs]
Here, kitty!
Here, kitty, kitty!
Well, kitty crap.
Jones.
Jonesy?
Here, Jonesy.
[Meowing]
Jonesy?
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
[Meowing]
Here, Jonesy.
Jonesy?
[Faint Meowing]
Here, kitty, kitty.
[Meowing]
Kitty, kitty, kitty.
Here, Jonesy.
Jonesy.
Kitty, kitty.
Kitty, kitty, kitty.
Jonesy?
Hey. Hey. Come on, Jonesy.
Come on, baby. That's a kitty.
Come on, baby.
- That's a kitty. - [Hisses]
Hey, hey. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Come on.
[Snarling]
[Screaming]
Brett!
[Parker] Brett!
Brett!
Whatever it was, it was... it was big and...
You're sure it took him into the air shaft?
It disappeared into one of the cooling ducts.
No question, it's... it's using the air ducts to move around.
Could he want Brett alive?
- What? - Could Brett be alive?
No. I mean, I don't think so.
Well, this air shaft may work to our advantage.
Here it leads up to and comes out in the main air lock.
All right. There's only one big opening along the way.
We can cover that up, and then we...
drive it into the air lock and zap it into outer space.
This son of a bitch is huge!
- I mean, it's like a man. It's big! - Kane's son.
Come on, Ash. The science department should be able to help us.
What can we do to drive it?
Yes, well, it's adapted remarkably well to our atmosphere...
considering its nutritional requirements.
- The only thing we don't know about is temperature. - What about temperature?
- What happens if we change it? - Let's try it.
I mean, most animals retreat from fire. Yes?
Fire, yeah. Parker, can you rig...
three or four incinerator units?
Give me about 20 minutes. I'll do it.
- Who gets to go into the vent? - I do.
No. You and Ash...
take the main air lock.
Parker, Lambert, you cover up that maintenance opening, please.
- [Dallas] I'm at the first junction. - Dallas, I'm right here.
- Parker? - Yeah? - Lambert?
We're in position. I'm just trying to get a reading here.
- The air lock is open. - Okay, Ripley.
Ready.
All right. I've got a reading on you now.
[Computer Beeping]
Uh, open the hatch to the third junction.
[Dallas] Okay, I'm through.
- Ripley? - Yes.
Close all the hatches behind me.
I'm moving on.
[Lambert] Dallas, hold it a minute. I think I got it.
- Yes, I've got it. - [Dallas] Where?
It's somewhere around the third junction.
Okay, moving on.
It is right around there. Now, Dallas, you're gonna have to be careful.
All right. I've reached...
the third junction, and I'm going down.
What the hell's the matter with that box?
Dallas, you're gonna have to hold your position for a minute. I...
I've lost the signal.
What? You sure?
Look around. Are you sure it's not there? It's got to be around there somewhere.
[Dallas] Check that out, Lambert. You may be getting interference.
[Lambert] Dallas, are you sure there's no sign of it? I mean, it is there.
It's gotta be around there.
- Dallas? - God, what is happening?
All right.
Uh, am I... am I clear? I want to get the hell out of here.
[Lambert] Oh, God. It's moving right towards you.
Um...
Move! Get out of there! Behind you! Move!
Dallas! Move, Dallas! Move, Dallas!
Get out! [Sobbing] Move!
- The other way! - [Screeching]
- Dallas? - No. - Take it easy.
[Parker] Dallas?
We found this laying there.
No blood.
No Dallas. Nothing.
- How come I don't hear nobody saying nothing? - I'm thinking.
Unless somebody has got a better idea...
we'll proceed with Dallas's plan.
What? And end up like the others?
Uh-uh. No, you're out of your mind.
- You got a better idea? - Yes. I say that we abandon this ship.
We get the shuttle and just get the hell out of here.
We take our chances and just hope that...
- somebody picks us up. - Lambert.
- The shuttle won't take four. - Then why don't we draw straws and see if...
I'm not drawin' any straws. I'm for killing that goddamn thing right now.
[Ripley] Okay.
- Well, let's talk about killing it. - [Parker Grumbling]
We know it's using the air shafts... Will you listen to me, Parker?
- Shut up! - Let's hear it.
Let's hear it.
It's using the air shafts.
- We don't know that. - That's the only way.
We'll move in pairs. We'll go step by step...
and cut off every bulkhead and every vent...
until we have it cornered, and then we'll blow it the fuck out into space.
Is that acceptable to you?
- If it means killing it, yeah. - Obviously it means killing it.
But we have to stick together.
- How are our weapons? - The weapons are fine.
- This one needs refueling. - Will you get it, please?
- Ash, go with him. - No, no. I can manage, Ash.
Don't follow me.
Ash?
Any suggestions from you or Mother?
No, we're still collating.
You're what?
You're still collating?
I find that hard to believe.
- What would you like me to do? - Just what you've been doing, Ash.
Nothing. I've got access to Mother now...
and I'll get my own answers, thank you.
All right.
[Beeping, Whirring]
[Typing]
There is an explanation for this, you know.
Is there really? I want an answer, not an explanation!
I want... I want...
[Sobbing] I want...
Oh!
Parker. Lambert?
Ash, open the door.
Ash...
Will you open the door?
- Let me by, Ash. - [Giggling]
[Screams]
[Jingling]
- Yaah! - [Groans]
[Muffled Shouts]
What are you doing?
[Muffled Shouting Continues]
Aah!
Get her up. Get her up. Get her up. Get her up. Get her up. Get her up.
[Screeching]
Jesus!
[Parker] It's a robot. Ash is a goddamn robot!
God!
[Parker] Oh!
Holy shit!
Help! Help me get this fucking thing off!
[Screaming]
Aah!
God! Jesus! Oh, God! Oh, God!
[Parker] How come the company sent us a goddamn robot?
[Ripley] All I can think of is they must've wanted the alien for their weapons division.
He's been protecting it right along.
Parker, will you plug it in?
- [Parker] I don't know why... - Because he may know how to kill it.
[Ripley] Ash, can you hear me?
Ash?
[Computer Voice] Yes, I can hear you.
- What was your special order? - You read it. I thought it was clear.
- What was it? - Bring back life form.
Priority one. All other priorities rescinded.
The damn company! What about our lives, you son of a bitch?
I repeat: All other priorities are rescinded.
[Ripley] How do we kill it?
There's got to be a way of killing it. How... How do we do it?
You can't.
- That's bullshit! - You still don't understand what you're dealing with, do you?
A perfect organism.
Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
You admire it.
I admire its purity.
A survivor...
unclouded by conscience...
remorse or delusions of morality.
[Parker] Look, I... I've heard enough of this...
and I'm asking you to pull the plug.
- [Ash] Last word. - What?
I can't lie to you about your chances, but...
you have my sympathies.
We're gonna blow up the ship.
We'll take our chances in the shuttle.
- Blow up the ship. - Good.
Come on.
- When we throw the switches, how long before the ship blows? - Ten minutes.
- No bullshit. - If we ain't outta here in ten minutes...
we won't need no rocket to fly through space.
We're gonna need coolant for the air support system.
You two go down and get all the coolant you can carry.
I'll get the shuttle ready. I'll give you about...
about seven minutes.
Come back up here. I'll shut the switches off...
and we'll blow this fucker off into space.
Okay. All right. Come on.
- Ready? - Take care of yourself.
Seven minutes.
- [Typing] - [Parker's Voice] Take it easy.
- [Jones Meows] - Jones.
[Cylinders Hiss]
Jones?
Okay, check the bottles.
Jones?
- How you doin'? - Fine.
Jones?
Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Come here, Jones. Come here.
Jones?
Come here, boy.
Come here.
Nice kitty.
Jones?
- [Rattling] - Jones?
Come here. Come here, sweetheart.
Jones.
Jones? Jones?
Jones?
- [Snarls] - [Gasps]
Jones! Goddamn it!
Now I got you.
Here, sweetie. Nice kitty.
- [Gasps] - Oh, my God.
- [Parker] Get out of the way. - [Lambert] I can't get out of the way!
Get out of the way, Lambert! He's here to kill us!
- I can't! - Lambert, for Christ sake, get out of the way!
[Ripley] Lambert...
Get out of the way, Lambert!
[Lambert Sobbing]
Lambert? Lambert? Parker?
Get outta the room!
- [Lambert Screaming] - [Ripley] Lambert!
[Lambert Screaming]
[Lambert] Oh, God!
- [Alien Roaring] - [Lambert Screaming]
Parker?
[Shuddering]
[Ripley Grunting]
[Breathing Heavily]
- [Mother] Danger. The emergency destruct system... - [Alarm Sounding]
is now activated.
The ship will detonate in "T" minus...
ten minutes.
The option to override automatic detonation...
expires in "T" minus five minutes.
[Alarm Continues]
[Mother] The option to override automatic detonation...
expires in "T" minus...
[Moaning]
[Gasps]
- Dallas. - [Moaning]
Brett.
[Gasping]
- Oh. - [Dallas] Kill me.
[Moaning] Kill me!
[Alarm Continues]
[Breathing Heavily]
[Gasps]
[Grunting, Breathing Heavily]
[Breathing Heavily]
[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.
[Alarm Continues]
Twenty-nine, 28, 27...
26, 25, 24...
23, 22...
21, 20 seconds.
Nineteen, 18...
17, 16...
15, 14, 13...
12, 11, 10 seconds.
- Nine, eight, seven... - [Gasps]
six, five, four...
- Come on! - three, two, one.
Option to override detonation procedure...
has now expired.
Mother? I've turned the cooling unit back on.
Mother!
[Mother] The ship will automatically destruct...
in "T" minus five minutes.
You bitch!
[Screams]
You bitch!
Goddamn it!
Jonesy.
[Gasping]
You now have one minute to abandon ship.
The ship will automatically destruct...
in "T" minus one minute.
"T" minus 30 seconds.
Twenty-nine, 28...
27, 26...
25, 24...
23, 22, 21...
20 seconds.
Nineteen, 18...
17, 16...
15, 14, 13...
12, 11, 10 seconds.
Nine, eight, seven...
six, five...
four, three, two, one.
I got you...
you son of a bitch.
[Meows]
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
It's all right.
- Shh, shh, shh. - [Meows]
Shh, shh, shh.
It's all right.
- [Meows] - All right. It's nice to see you too.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
It's okay.
[Screams]
[Gasping]
[Air Lock Hisses]
Come on. Come on.
You are...
my lucky star.
You... are my...
lucky star.
You...
Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky.
Okay.
Well, come on. You...
are my...
lucky star.
You...
- [Screeching] - You are my lucky star.
You are my lucky star.
You are my... [Mumbling]
- [Screeching] - Oh, my God.
[Screeching]
My... My lucky... [Breathing Heavily]
You... are my...
[Gasping]
You are my...
[Gasping]
lucky... [Gasping]
[Screaming]
[Screeching]
[Ripley] Final report of the commercial starship Nostromo.
Third officer reporting.
The other members of the crew...
Kane, Lambert...
Parker, Brett...
Ash and Captain Dallas... are dead.
Cargo and ship destroyed.
I should reach the frontier in about six weeks.
With a little luck, the network will pick me up.
This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo...
signing off.
Come on, cat.