Sulaco: Stasis interrupted. Fire in cryogenic comparment. Repeat. Fire in cryogenic comparment. audio
Ripley: Are you going to get me some clothes, or should I just go like this?
Clemens: Given the nature of our indigenous population, I would suggest clothes. None of the men here have seen a woman in years. Neither have I, for that matter.
Andrews: This is Rumor Control. Here are the facts. video
Dillon: Why? Why the innocent, punished? Why the sacrifice? Why the pain? There aren´t any promises. Nothing certain. Only that some get called, others saved. She won´t ever know of the hardship and grief of those of us left behind. We commit these bodies to the void with a glad heart. For within each seed, there is a promise of a flower, and within each death, no matter how small, there is always a new life. A new beginning.
Ripley: Are you attracted to me?
Clemens: In what way?
Ripley: In *that* way.
Clemens: You´re quite direct.
Dillon: Do you have any faith, sister?
Ripley: Not much.
Dillon: We´ve got a lot of faith here. Enough even for you.
Ripley: I thought women weren´t allowed.
Dillon: Well, we´ve never had any before. But we tolerate anybody. Even the intolerable.
Andrews: Let me see if I´ve got this straight, Lieutenant: it´s an 8-foot creature, some kind with acid for blood, kills on sight, and is generally unpleasant.
Ripley: This is a maximum security prison, and you have no weapons of any kind?
Andrews: We´ve got some carving knives in the abbatoir, a few more in the mess hall. We have fire axes - nothing terribly formidable.
Ripley: That´s all?
Andrews: We´re on the honor system.
Ripley: Then we´re fucked.
Ripley: Do we have the capacity to make fire? Most humans have enjoyed that privilige since the Stone Age.
Aaron: No need to be sarcastic. video
Dillon: You´re all going to die. The only question is how you check out. Do you wanna go on your feet? Or down on your fuckin´ knees... beggin´? Well I ain´t much for begging! Nobody ever gave me nothing! So I say *fuck* that thing! Let´s fight it! video, audio
Ripley: What makes you think they´re gonna care about a bunch of lifers who found God at the ass end of space?
Dillon: And you want help from us y-chromo boys?
Ripley: You got something better to do? video
Aaron: Well, i´m out of ideas!
Morse: Oh, suprise me. video
Dillon: I wanna get this thing, and I need you to do it! And if it won´t kill you, then maybe that helps us fight it!
Ripley: Don´t be afraid, I´m part of the family. video
David: This thing is really pissed off!
Ripley: You´ve been in my life so long, I can´t remember anything else.
Ripley: We waste this thing, you´ll take care of me?
Dillon: No problem. Quick, easy and painless!
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