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Have you gotany biscuits over there?

Here's some cornbread.

Cornbread. Yeah.

I am cold.

Still with us, Brett?

Right.

I feel dead.

Anybody ever tell youyou look dead, man?

Oh, yeah, right.

I just forgot something, man.

Before we dock...

I think we ought to discussthe bonus situation.

Right.

Brett and Ithink we deserve full shares.

Mr. Parker and I feelthe bonus situation...

has never beenon an equitable level.

You'll get what you contractedfor, like everybody else.

But everybody elsegets more than us.

Dallas,Mother wants to talk to you.

Yeah, I saw it.Yellow light's for my eyes only.

OK, get dressed, huh?Parker, let's go.

Can I finish my coffee?

It's the only thing goodon this ship.

Good morning, Mother.

Right?

OK.

Plug us in.

Thank you.

Where's Earth?

You should know.

It's not our system.

Scan.

I can't believe this.

Contact traffic control.

This is commercialtowing vehicle Nostromo...

out of the Solomons...

registration number1-8-0-9er 2-4-6-0-9er...

callingAntarctica Traffic Control.

Do you read me? Over.

Commercial towing vehicleNostromo...

out of the Solomons...

registration number1-8-0-9er 2-4-6-0-9er.

-Nothing.-Keep trying.

CallingAntarctica Traffic Control.

Do you read me, Antarctica?Over.

I found it. Just shortof Zeta II Reticuli.

We haven't reachedthe outer rim yet.

That's hard to believe.

Calling Antarctica...

What the hellare we doing out here?

I don't know.

What the hell are youtalking about?

That's not our system.

I know that.

You ever noticehow they never come down here?

I mean, this iswhere the work is, right?

The same damn reason weget a half share to their one.

Our time is their time.That's the way they see it.

Same old shit, man.

I know whythey don't come down here.

It's because of you.You have no personality.

Wonder what they want now?

What's going on down here?

You happen to be in my seat.Can I have it?

-Yes.-Thank you.

Sorry.

What's happening now, baby?

Well, some of youmay have figured out...

we're not home yet.

We're only halfway there.

What?

Mother's interruptedthe course of our journey.

Why?

She's programmed to,should certain conditions arise.

-They have.-Like what?

Seems she has intercepted...

a transmissionof 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 intervalsof twelve seconds.

-S.O.S.?-I don't know.

Human?

Unknown.

So what?

We're obligatedunder Section B-two-

I hate to bring this up...

but this is a commercial ship,not a rescue ship.

It's not in my contractto do this kind of duty.

You want to give me some moneyto do it, I'll be happy to.

-Parker.-The man's right.

Let's go overthe bonus situation.

Can I say something?

Let's talk about the bonuses.

There is a clausewhich specifically states...

any systematized transmission...

indicating a possibleintelligent origin...

must be investigated.

I don't want to hear it.I want to go home and party.

Parker, will you justlisten to the man?

On penaltyof total forfeiture of shares.

No money.

You got that?

Well, yeah.

All right, we're going in.

Yeah, we're going in, aren't we?

Approaching orbital apogee.

Mark.

Twelve, eleven...

Equatorial orbit nailed.

-Main stabilizers in.-Eight seconds on descent.

Grids energized. Fields focused.

Five, four...

Put the D.O.R.s in-line.

How's the statuson the lifters?

Give mean A.C. pressure reading.

Forty-eight secondsand counting.

SR-one stable.

Prepare to disengagefrom platform.

Twenty seconds.

Eighteen, seventeen...

sixteen, fifteen...

fourteen, thirteen...

twelve, eleven, ten...

seven, six...

five, four...

three, two, one, lock.

Disengage.

OK.

Money's safe.Let's take her down.

Roll 92 degrees port yaw.

Prime the port.

Prime ventral.

Prime dorsal.

Down a degree.

Nine hundred metersand dropping.

Thirty-nine thousand.

Turbulence.

Locked and floating.Drop us any time now.

Inertial damping's going off.

Hold on, people,there's gonna be a little bump.

What the hell was that?

Pressure dropping in deck three.

Must've lost a shield.

Let's go with it.

Dropping off now.

Still dropping.

There we are. We've got it.

Take her down.

Navigation lights on.

We've got five-threestill out. No problem.

Just down eleven percent.Grid status...OK.

Fifteen meters and dropping.

Twelve, eleven, ten...

nine, eight...

seven, six...

five, four...

three, two, one.

Kill drive engines.

What the hell happened?

Somebody give mea straight answer!

-Is the hull breached?-We've still got pressure.

Hit the screens.

Secondaryload-sharing unit is out.

Three of the four cellsare gone.

Is that it?

Hold on.We can't fix it out here anyway.

We need to reroutea couple of these ducts.

Dry-dock time.

Dry-dock.Tell them we need to dry-dock.

We couldn't fix itout here anyway.

We got to rerouteall these ducts.

In order to do that,we've got to dry-dock.

What else?

Some fragments caked up...

and we've got to clean itall out and repressurize it.

How longbefore we're functional?

What?

Seventeen hours, tell him.

At least twenty-five hours.

Get started.I'll be right down.

What's she coming down here for?

She'd betterstay the fuck out of my way.

I'd like to seewhat she'll do.

Any response yet?

Nope. Absolutely nothing...

except the same transmissionevery twelve seconds.

All the other channels are dead.

Kick on the floods.

We can't go anywhere in this.

Mm-hmm.

Mother says the sun'scoming up in twenty minutes.

How far are wefrom the source of transmission?

Northeast,just under two thousand meters.

Walking distance?

Can you give me an atmospheric?

Yes.

Oh.

It's almost primordial.

There's inert nitrogen...

high concentrationof carbon dioxide crystals...

methane.

I'm workingon the trace elements.

Anything else?

Yes. There's rock-lava base.

Deep cold, well below the line.

Mm-hmm.

I'll volunteer to bein the first group to go out.

Yeah, that figures.

You, too, Lambert.

Swell.

Better break out the weapons.

I can't see a goddamn thing.

Ash, are you receiving?

Good contact on my board.

Clear and free.Keep the line open.

Let's go.

Hey, Ripley!

Hey, Ripley,I want to ask you a question.

If they findwhat they're looking for,

does thatmean we get full shares?

Don't worry, Parker.

Yeah. You'll getwhatever's coming to you.

Look, I'm not going to doany more work...

till we get thisstraightened out.

Brett, you're guaranteedby law to get a share.

What?

Why don't you just fuck off?

What?

What did you say, Rip?

If you have any trouble,I'll be on the bridge.

Don't worry about it, baby.

Hey, Ripley. Come back here!

Ha ha ha ha!

Son of a bitch.

What's the matter?

I can't see a goddamn thing.

Quit griping.

I like griping.

Come on, knock it off.

How's it going?

All right.

Have you triedputting that transmission...

through E.C.I.U.?

No.Mother hasn't identified it yet.

Do you mind if I give it a shot?

Please do.

Ash, can you see this?

Yes, I can.

I've never seen anythinglike it.

It's very bizarre.

You said it.

All right.

Moving on to second...position.

What is it?

Let's get out of here.

We've come this far.We must go on.

We have to go on.

Will you say that again?

Shit.

Ash, as you can see,it's hard to describe.

I'm going back to the console.

Seems to be solid...

to walk.

You OK, Lambert?

Dallas?

Dallas?

Come on down here.

Something differentdown here.

I don't knowwhat it is, but...

See if we canget up that wall...

then get up that wallbehind there.

Amazing.

An alien life form.

Looks like it's been deada long time.

Fossilized.

Looks like it's grownout of the chair.

Oh.

Bones are bent outward...

like he exploded from inside.

I wonder what happenedto the rest of the crew?

Let's get the hell out of here.

Dallas, Lambert!Come on over here.

Come on.

-What have you got?-See what you make of this.

Ash, that transmission.

Mother's deciphered part of it.It doesn't look like an S.O.S.

What is it then?

It looks like a warning.

I'm going to go out after them.

What's the point?

I mean, by the timeit takes to get there...

they'll knowif it's a warning or not. Yes?

You OK down there?

Can you see anything?

I don't know. A cave.

A cave of some sort, but I...

I don't know, but it's likethe goddamn tropics in here.

What the hell is this?

The pitis completely enclosed...

and it's fullof leathery objects...

Like eggs or something.

There's a layer of mistjust covering the eggs...

that reacts when broken.

Kane!

You all right?

Yeah, I'm OK. All right.

I'm OK. I just slipped.

It appearsto be completely sealed.

Wait a minute.There's movement.

It seems to have life-organic life.

You there, Ripley?

I'm right here.

OK, Ripley,I'm at the inner lock hatch now.

Right.

-OK, Ripley.-Right here.

We're clean. Let us in.

What happened to Kane?

Something has attacheditself to him.

We have to get himto the infirmary right away.

What kind of thing?I need a definition.

An organism. Open the hatch.

Wait a minute.It could infect the ship.

You knowthe quarantine procedure-

twenty-four hoursfor decontamination.

He could diein twenty-four hours.

If we break quarantine,we could all die.

Open the goddamn hatch!

We have to get him inside!

No, I can't do that.

If you were in my position,you'd do the same.

This is an order.Open that hatch. Do you hear me?

Yes.

Ripley, this isan order! Do you hear me?

Yes, I read you.The answer is negative.

Inner hatch opened.

My God.

What the hell is that?

How is he?

How are we goingto get that off him?

How are we going to get it off?

Just a minute.Let me get some instruments.

Oh, my God.

All right.

If I go for an incision here...

to try and remove oneof the digitals from his face.

You're gonna do what?

Finger. I'm going to tryand get his finger off.

Get this on there.

It's tearing his scalp.

I know!

It's not coming offwithout tearing his face off.

We'll haveto take a look at him inside.

How come they don't freeze him?

How come you guysdon't freeze him?

All right,you can take your mask off.

What's it got down his throat?

I would suggestit's feeding him oxygen.

Paralyzes him,puts him in a coma...

then keeps him alive.

Now, what the hell is that?

-We've got to get it off him.-Just a minute.

Let's not be too hasty.

We don't knowanything about...it.

Now, we're assumingit's feeding him oxygen.

If we remove it...

it could kill him.

I'm willing to take that chance.Let's cut it off now.

You'll take responsibility?

I'll take responsibility.Get him out of there.

Where do you want to do this?

We'll make an incisionjust below the knuckle there.

-Right here.-Stand by.

Good God!

That crap's gonna eatthrough the hull.

It's going to eat throughthe goddamn hull! Come on!

What's going on?

This way.

Next deck.

There it is!

Don't get under it!Don't get under it!

Looks like it's stopping.

Take a look at this, man.

Brett, what do you got, a pen?

Give it to me, quick. Come on!

Don't get any on your arm.

It stopped.

Haven't seen anything like thatexcept molecular acid.

It must be using it for blood.

It's gota wonderful defense mechanism.

You don't dare kill it.

What about Kane?

Here's your pen back.

What do we do now?

Leave Kane to Ash.You get back to work.

Well, what-

OK.

Try it.

I thought sure that was it.

Try it again.

I feel like I've beenin this place a month.

We shouldn't have landed herein the first place.

Shouldn't have landedon this damn ball.

I know that.

The sooner we patch this thingup and get outta 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.

Do you want something?

Yes, I, uh...

would like to havea little talk. How's Kane?

He's holding. No changes.

And, uh...

our guest?

Hmm.

Hmm?

Well, as I said, I wasstill collating, actually...

but I have confirmed...

that he's got an outer layerof protein polysaccharides.

He has a funny habitof shedding his cells...

and replacing themwith polarized silicone...

which gives hima prolonged resistance...

to adverseenvironmental conditions.

Is that enough?

That's plenty.What does it mean?

Please don't do that.Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Well, it's an interestingcombination of elements...

making him a tough littleson of a bitch.

And you let him in.

I was obeyinga direct order, remember?

Ash, when Dallas and Kaneare off the ship...

I'm senior officer.

Oh, yes, I forgot.

You also forgotthe science division's...

basic quarantine law.

-No, that I didn't forget.-Oh, I see. You just broke it.

Look, what would youhave done with Kane?

His only chance of survivalwas to get him in here.

Unfortunately,by breaking quarantine...

you risk everybody's life.

Maybe I should haveleft him outside.

Maybe I've jeopardizedthe rest of us...

but it was a riskI was willing to take.

It's a pretty big riskfor a science officer.

It's not exactlyout of the manual, is it?

I do take my responsibilitiesas seriously as you, you know.

You do your joband let me do mine.

Where's Dallas?

In the shuttle.

Dallas.

I think you shouldhave a look at Kane.

Why?

Something's happened.

Serious?

Interesting.

Ripley, meet mein the infirmary right away.

Where is it?

I don't know.

We have to try and find it.

Let's check it.

Dallas, please be careful.

Aah!

Sorry.

No, not in the corner!

Have one of these...

just in case.

Kane?

Dallas? Aah!

You OK?

I didn't see it.Was it in the overhead?

What?It was up there somewhere.

My God.

Cover the damn thing,will you?

It's alive!

That's a reflex action.

Well, we've gotto have a look at this.

Excuse me.

Seems dead enough.

Well, good.Let's get rid of it.

Ripley, for God's sake,this is the first time...

that we've encountereda species like this.

It has to go back.Tests have to be made.

Ash, are you kidding?This thing bled acid.

Who knowswhat it'll do when it's dead?

I think it's safe to assumeit isn't a zombie.

Dallas, it has to go back.

I'd soon as notburn it at the stake...

but you're the science officer.It's your decision, Ash.

Dallas!

I won't change my mind.The decision's made.

I'm not tryingto change your mind, Dallas.

I just want you to listen.Will you listen to-

Oh.

How can you leavethat decision to him?

I just run the ship.

Anything to dowith the science division...

Ash has the final word.

How does that happen?

It happens becausethat's what the Company wants.

Since when is thatstandard procedure?

Standard procedure is to do...

what the hellthey tell you to do.

Did you ever ship outwith Ash before?

I went out five timeswith another science officer.

They replaced him two daysbefore we left Thedus with Ash.

I don't trust him.

I don't trust anybody.

What's happeningwith the repairs?

They're pretty muchfinished now.

Why the helldidn't you tell me so?

Because there's stillsome things left to do.

Like what?

We're blindon "B" and "C" Decks.

-The reserve power system is--That's a bunch of horseshit.

We can take off without that.

We can. You thinkthat's a good idea?

I just wantto get the hell out of here.

Dust in the intakes again.Number two is overheating.

Spit on it for two minutes,would you, for Christ's sake?

We're hot,and we're getting hotter.

Engine room, red clip status?

One kilometer on ascension.

Engage artificial gravity.

Engaged.

I'm altering the vector...now.

Inhibit CNG control.

Inhibit CNG control.

-Struts retract.-Struts retracted.

Max stress to fifth overload.

Ease it back.

Walk in the park!

We fix something,it stays fixed.

Don't we, Brett, baby?

Right.

I think we should freeze him.

If he's got a disease,stop it where it is.

He can get to a doctorwhen we get back home.

Right.

Whenever he says anything...

you say, "Right," Brett.You know that?

Right.

Parker, your stafffollows you around...

and says, "Right,"just like a parrot.

Shape up.You some kind of parrot?

-Right.-Knock it off!

Kane's goinginto quarantine. That's it!

Yes, and so will we.

How about somethingto lower your spirits?

Thrill me, will you, please?

Well, accordingto my calculations...

based on time spent gettingto and from the planet-

Just give me the short version.

-How far to Earth?-Ten months.

-Oh, God.-Great.

Yes?

Dallas, I think youshould come and see Kane.

Has his condition changed?

It's simplerif you just come and see him.

We're on our way.

Right.

How are you doing?

How you doing?

Oh, terrific.Next silly question.

Oh, thank you.

You remember anythingabout the planet?

What's the last thingyou do remember?

I remember some horrible dreamabout smothering, and...

Anyway, where are we?

-Right here.-On our way home.

Back to the old freezerinos.

I've got to have somethingto eat before we go back.

I need something myself.

Yeah. One more mealbefore bedtime. I'm buying.

Hey, that's a break.

What-what happened to this guy?

The first thingI'm gonna do when I get back...

is to get some decent food.

I can dig it, man.

I've eaten worse foodthan this...

but then I've tasted better,you know?

You pound it downlike there's no tomorrow.

I'd rather be eatingsomething else...

but right now,I'll stick to food.

Well, you should know.You know what it's made of.

I don't want to talkabout what it's made of.

I'm eating this.

What's the matter?The food ain't that bad, baby.

-Are you choking?-What's wrong?

What?

Kane, what's the matter?

-Get the spoon in!-Hold him down!

Get the spoon in his mouth!

Damn it!

-Get it in his mouth!-I'm trying!

Aaahh!

Aah!

Aah!

Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!

Uhh! Aah!

Oh, God!

Don't touch it! Don't touch it!

Dallas?

-Yeah.-Anything?

No. You?

Nothing.

-Did you see anything?-No.

Inner hatch sealed.

Anybody want to say anything?

This is an ordinary prod,like a cattle prod.

It's got a portable battery.

It's insulatedall the way up to here.

Just make damn surenobody touches the end of it.

Shouldn't damagethe little bastard...

unless its skinis thinner than ours...

but it will give hima little incentive.

Now we just have to find it.

I've taken care of that.

I've designedthis tracking device.

You set it to searchfor a moving object.

Hasn't got much of a range,but when you get close...

it gives off a signal.

What's it key on?

Micro changes in air density.

Give me a demo.

-You see?-Again.

Gotcha.

Two teams-

Ash, Lambert, and I.

Ripley,you take Parker and Brett.

Now, anyone see this thing...

catch it in a netthat Parker's holding.

Parker, I don't want any heroicsout of you, all right?

Catch it, put it in the airlock,and get rid of it.

Channels are open on all decks.

I want you to communicateat all times, all right?

Let's go.

I thought you fixedtwelve module.

We did.

I don't understand it.

The circuitsmust have burned out.

What have we got here?

Damn it. Hold your lightover here, would you?

Yeah, that's it.

I don't know if this will work.

Maybe I can justput this in there.

Right.

Damn it.

Check the insulation.

Oh, shit.

According to this,it's within five meters.

Let's open the door.

Micro changesin air density, my ass.

It's within five meters.

Be careful.

Don't creep up on mewith that thing.

You guys stick together.

Don't fail me now.

What? What is it?

Parker, Brett.It's in this locker.

Get the net.

I got it. I got it.

Wait a minute.

All right, Parker,when I say.

All right, now.

Easy.

Wait! Don't let him go!

What the hellare you doing, man?

It's the cat, man.

Hey, look now. We had to bag it.

Now we might pick it upon the tracker again.

-I'll-I'll--Go and get it, man.

All right, you get him.We'll go on.

Here, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Enough of that kitty crap.

Jones!

Jonesy?

Here,Jonesy!

Meow, meow.

Jonesy?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Meow.

Here,Jonesy!

Jonesy.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here,Jonesy.

Jonesy!

Kitty, kitty.

Jonesy?

Hey, come on, Jonesy.

Come on, baby. That's a kitty.

That's a kitty. Come on, baby.

That's a kitty.

Hey, hey,I'm not going to hurt you.

Come on.

Aaaaaaah!

Aaaaaaah!

Whatever it was,it was big and...

You sure it took himinto the air shaft?

Disappearedinto one of the cooling ducts.

It's usingthe air ducts to move around.

Could he want Brett alive?

What?

Could Brett be alive?

No. I mean, I don't think so.

This air shaftmay work to our advantage.

Here it leads up toand comes out...

in the main air lock.

There's only one big openingalong the way.

We'll cover that up...

then we drive itinto the air lock...

and zap it into outer space.

The son of a bitch is huge!

It's like a man. It's big!

Kane's son.

Ash, the sciencedepartment should help us.

What can we do to drive it?

It's adapted remarkably wellto our atmosphere...

consideringits nutritional requirements.

We don't know about temperature.

What happens if we change it?

Let's try it.

Most animals retreat from fire.

Fire, yeah.

Parker, can you rigthree or four incinerator units?

Give me about twenty 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 thatmaintenance opening, please.

Right.

I'm at the first junction.

Dallas, I'm right here.

-Parker?-Yeah.

Lambert?

I'm trying to get a reading.

The air lock is open.

OK, Ripley.

Ready.

Moving up.

All right.I've got a reading on you now.

Uh, open the hatchto the third junction.

OK, I'm through. Ripley?

Yes.

Close all the hatches behind me.

I'm moving on.

Dallas, hold ita minute. I think I got it.

-Yes, I've got it.-Where?

Somewhere aroundthe third junction.

OK, moving on.

It is rightaround there. Be careful.

All right.

I've reached...

the third junction,and I'm going down.

What the hell'sthe matter with that box?

Dallas,hold your position for a minute.

I've lost the signal.

What? You sure?

Are you surethat it's not there?

It's got to be around theresomewhere.

Check that out, Lambert.

You may be getting interference.

Are you surethere's no sign of it?

It is there.

It's got to be around there.

Dallas?

I can'tbelieve this is happening.

All right.

Uh, am I clear?I want to get out of here.

Oh, God,it's moving right towards you!

Uh...

Move! Get out of there!

It's moving towards you! Move!

Dallas! Move, Dallas!

Move, Dallas! Get out!

No, not that way!The other way, Dallas!

Dallas?

-No!-Take it easy.

Dallas?

We found this laying there.

No blood...

no Dallas...

nothing.

How come nobody'ssaying nothing?

I'm thinking.

Unless somebodyhas got a better idea...

we'll proceed with Dallas' plan.

What?

And end up like the others?

Oh, no,you're out of your mind!

-You got a better idea?-Yes.

I say that we abandon this ship.

We get the shuttle andjust get the hell out of here!

We take our chancesand just hope that somebody-

Lambert, shh.The shuttle won't take four.

Then why don't we draw straws?

I'm not drawing any straws.

I'm for killing that thingright now.

OK.

Well, let's talk aboutkilling it.

We knowit's using the air shafts.

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 stepand cut off every bulkhead...

and every ventuntil we have it cornered...

and then we'll blow it the fuckout into space.

Is that acceptable to you?

If it means killing it.

Obviously,it means killing it...

but we have to stick together.

How are our weapons?

The weapons are fine.

This one needs refuelling.

Will you get it, please?

Ash, go with him.

No, I can manage, Ash.

Don't follow me.

Ash?

Any suggestionsfrom 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 whatyou've been doing, Ash-

nothing.

I've got access to Mother now...

and I'll get my own answers,thank you.

All right.

There is an explanationfor this, you know.

There is?!

I don't want to hearyour goddamn explanation!

I don't want to hear.

I don't want to hear.

I...

Parker.

Lambert?

Ash.

Open the door.

Ash!

Will you open the door?

Let me by, Ash.

Aah! Aah!

What the hell are you doing?

Aah!

Get her up!

Get her up! Get her up!

Jesus!

It's a robot!

Ash is a goddamn robot!

God!

Holy shit!

Help me getthis fucking thing off!

Aah!

Oh, God! Oh, Jesus!

Oh, God. Oh, God.

How come the Companysent us a goddamn robot?

They must've wanted the alien...

for their weapons division.

He's been protecting itright along.

Parker, will you plug it in?

Uh, I don't know why-

Because he may knowhow to kill it.

Ash, can you hear me?

Ash!

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.

That damn Company!

What about our lives,you son of a bitch?

I repeat-all other prioritiesare rescinded.

How do we kill it, Ash?

There's got to be a wayof killing it.

How do we do it?

You can't.

That's bullshit!

You still don't understandwhat you're dealing with.

The perfect organism.

Its structural perfection...

is matchedonly by its hostility.

You admire it.

I admire its purity.

A survivor-

unclouded...

by conscience...

remorse...

or delusions of morality.

I've heard enough of this.

I'm asking youto pull the plug.

Last word, Ripley.

What?

I can't lie to youabout your chances, but...

you have my sympathies.

We're going to blow up the ship.

We'll take our chancesin 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 outin ten minutes...

we won't need no rocketto fly through space.

We'll need coolantfor the air-support system.

You two getall the coolant you can carry.

I'll get the shuttle ready.

I'll give you aboutseven minutes.

Come back up here,I'll shut the switches off...

and we'll blow this fuckeroff into space.

OK. Come on.

-Ready?-Take care of yourself.

Seven minutes.

Take it easy.

Jones?

Jones?

All right.

OK, check the bottles.

Jones?

-How you doing?-Fine.

Kitty?

OK, go ahead.

Jones?

Psst, psst, psst.Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Come here, Jones. Come here.

Jones?

Come here, boy.

Come here.

Nice kitty.

Jones?

Jones?

Come here.Come here, sweetheart.

Jones.

Jones.

Jones?

Jonesy.

Aah! Aah!

Jones! God damn it!

Now I got you.

Here, sweetheart.

Nice kitty.

Oh, my God!

Get out of the way!

I can't!

Get out of the way!It's going to kill us!

No, I can't!

For Christ's sake,get out of the way!

Lambert!

Get out of the way, Lambert!

Parker?

Lambert?

Lambert. Parker.

Uhh! Aah!

Aah!

Get out of the room!

No! No!

Lambert!

Aah!

Aah!

Oh, God!

Aah!

Parker?

Ohh.

Oh!

Danger.

The emergency destruct systemis now activated.

The ship will detonatein T-minus ten minutes.

The option to overrideautomatic detonation...

expires in T-minus five minutes.

The option to overrideautomatic detonation...

expiresin T-minus three minutes.

The option to overrideautomatic detonation...

expires in T-minus one minute.

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, twelve...

eleven...

ten seconds.

Nine, eight...

seven, six...

five, four...

Come on!

three, two, one.

The option to overridedetonation procedure...

has now expired.

Mother,turn the cooling unit back on!

Mother!

The shipwill automatically destruct...

in T-minus five minutes.

You bitch!

God damn it!

Jones.

You now haveone minute to abandon ship.

The shipwill automatically destruct...

in T-minus one minute.

in T-minus one minute.

T-minus thirty seconds...

twenty-eight-eight...

twenty-six-six...

twenty-four-four...

twenty-three...

twenty-two, twenty-one...

twenty seconds.

Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen...

sixteen, fifteen...

fourteen, thirteen...

twelve, eleven...

ten seconds.

Nine, eight, seven...

six, five...

four, three...

two, one.

I got you...

you son of a bitch.

Shh, shh, shh.

It's all right.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh, Jonesy.

Silly boy.

All right.It's nice to see you, too.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's OK.

Aah!

Come on.

You

Are

My lucky star

You

Are my lucky star

You

Lucky, lucky, lucky,lucky, lucky

OK.

Oh, come on.

You are

My lucky star

You

Are my lucky star

You, you're my lucky star

You are my lucky star

Oh, God.

OK.

OK.

Aah!

Final report of the commercialstarship 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 frontierin 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.