Alien (1979) - full transcript

- The food is terrible.
- Worst shit I've ever seen, man.

What you say? You got any
biscuits over there?

Here's some cornbread.

- I am cold.
- Still with us, Brett?

- Right.
- Oh, I feel dead.

Anybody ever tell you
you look dead, man?

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.

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.

Morning, Mother.



(Voice Over Radio, Indistinct)

- Right.
- Okay.

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 commercial towing vehicle
Nostromo out of the Solomons.

Registration number:
1-8-0-niner-2-4-6-0-niner.

Calling Antarctica Traffic
Control. Can you read me? Over.

Commercial towing vehicle
Nostromo out of the Solomons,

registration number:
1-8-0-niner-2-4-6-0-niner.

- Nothing.
- 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.

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.

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.

- No, but... Listen, man.
- Same old shit, man.

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?

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

Yes, of course.

- Thank you.
- I'm sorry.

What's happening 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.

- 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.
- Well, so what?

We are obligated under
section eight...

I hate to bring this up, but,

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 systematised
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?

- Well, yeah.
- All right, we're going in.

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

Can we all hear that, Lambert?

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 position?

6550-99.

All right, it found the quadrant.

Ascension: six
minutes, 20 seconds.

Declination: 39
degrees, two seconds.

Okay. Put that on
the screen for me.

All right. Well, that's it.

It's a planetoid. 1200 kilometres.

- It's tiny.
- Any rotation?

About two hours.

What about gravity?

Point eight-six.

You can walk on it.

Approaching orbital apogee.

Mark 12, 11...

Equatorial orbit nailed.

Nine, eight seconds on descent.

- Grids energised. Fields focused.
- Five. Four...

- D.O.R.'s on line.
- How's the status on the lifters?

Give me an A.C. pressure reading.

Forty-eight seconds and counting.

SR-1 stable.

Prepare to disengage
from platform.

Mark, 20 seconds. Eighteen, 17...

Twelve, 11, 10,

nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four,

three, two, one, lock.

Disengage.

Umbilicus clear.

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

Nine, eight, seven...

Roll 92 degrees port yaw.

Prime to port.

Prime ventral. Prime dorsal.

Down a degree.

39,000 metres.

(Dallas Over Radio, Indistinct)

Turbulence.

Locked and floating. You can drop
us anytime now. We'll catch you.

Inertial damping's
going off. Hold on,

people. There's gonna
be a little bump.

What the hell was that?

Pressure drop in intake
three. Must've lost a shield.

Let's go with it.

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%.

Grid status okay.

Nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one.

Kill drive engines.

What the hell happened?

Somebody give me a
straight answer.

Is the hull breached?

I don't see anything.
We've still got pressure.

- Hit the screen.
- Right.

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.

What else?

Some fragments kicked up,

and we've got to clean it all
out and re-pressurise it.

How long before we're functional?

- Look, what is... what...
- It's 17 hours, tell her.

At least 25 hours. Yeah.

Get started on the floor
panel. I'll be right down.

What the hell's she
coming 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.

- Any response yet?
- No. Absolutely nothing.

Except the same transmission
every 12 seconds.

All the other channels are dead.

Kick on the floods.

We can't go anywhere in this.

Oh, Mother says the sun's
coming up in 20 minutes.

How far are we from the
source of transmission?

Northeast.

Just under 2,000 metres.

Walking distance?

Well...

- Can you give me an atmospheric?
- Yes.

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.

It's...

rock, lava base,

and deep cold.

Well below the line.

I'll volunteer to be in 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?

(Voices Over Radio, Indistinct)

Good contact on my board.

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 looking for out

there, does that mean
we get full shares?

Don't worry, Parker. Yeah. You'll
get whatever's coming to you.

Look, I'm not gonna
do any more work...

until we get this
straightened out.

Brett, you're guaranteed
by law to get a share.

What?

- Why don't you just fuck off.
- What?

What'd you say, Rip?

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

Hey, Ripley, come back here.

- 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 tried

putting that transmission
through E.C.I.U.?

No. Mother hasn't
identified it yet.

- You mind if I give it a shot?
- Please do.

Ash, can you see this?

Yes, I can.

I've never seen anything like it.

Very bizarre.

You said it.

All right.

Moving on to second... position.

What is it?

Let's get out of here.

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

We have to go on.

Will you say that again? Shit.

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

I'm going back to the console.

Seems to be solid.

To walk. You can on it.

(Dallas Continues,
Voice Distorted)

(Dallas Continues, Indistinct)

Dallas?

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.

Alien life-form.

Looks like it's been
dead a long time.

Fossilised.

Looks like it's growing
out of the chair.

Bones are bent outward,

like he exploded from inside.

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.

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?

You okay down there?

- Can you see anything?
- 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.

Kane? You all right?

I'm okay. All right.

I'm okay. I just slipped.

Appears to be completely sealed.

Wait a minute. There's movement.

It seems to have
life. Organic life.

- You there, Ripley?
- I'm right here.

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

Right.

- Hey, Ripley.
- Right here.

We're clean. Let us in.

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, could 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. Do you hear me?

Yes, I read you. The
answer is negative.

Inner hatch opened.

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.

Ripley, 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 the
hell knows what that thing is.

How are we gonna get that off him?

- How are we gonna get it off?
- I'm gonna get some instruments.

My God.

Right. I'll make an incision here.

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.

Get this cleating on there...

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.

Paralyses him, puts him in a
coma, then keeps him alive.

Now what the hell is that?

- We gotta get it off 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'll take responsibility?

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

Where do you wanna do this?

We'll make an incision just
below the knuckle there.

Right here. Stand by.

Good God.

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.

There it is.

Don't get under it.
Don't get under it.

Looks like it's stopping.

Take a look at this, man. Yeah.

Brett, give me... what do you got,
a pen there? Give it to me, quick.

Come on. Come on.

Don't get any on your arm.

It stopped.

Don't see anything like that
except, molecular acid.

It must be using it for blood.

It's got a wonderful
defence 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...

Okay.

Try it.

Damn it. I thought
sure that was it.

Try it again.

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?

Ah, yes, it is.

I don't know yet.

Did you want something?

Yes. I,

I'd like to have a little
talk. How's, how's Kane?

He's holding. No changes.

And, our guest?

Well...

Well, as I said, I'm still...

collating, actually, but,

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...
polarised 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?

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 have
left him outside.

Maybe I've jeopardised
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, 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?

- Where's Dallas?
- In the shuttle.

Dallas. I think you should
have a look at Kane.

- Why?
- Something's happened.

- Serious?
- Interesting.

Ripley, meet me in the
infirmary right away.

Where is it?

Well, I don't know. I mean,
we ought to try and find it.

Yeah, let's check it.

Dallas, please be careful.

Sorry.

No, not in the corner.
Psst. Have one of these.

Just in case.

Kane? Dallas?

You okay?

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

- What? It was up there somewhere.
- My God.

- Cover up the damn thing.
- Wait.

That's alive.

That's a reflex action.

Well, we've gotta
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
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.

Think it's safe to assume
it isn't a zombie.

Dallas, it has to go back.

Well, I'd 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...

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, my dear,
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 now.

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?

We're hot. We're getting hotter.

Engine room, red clip status?

- One kilometre on ascension.
- Engage artificial gravity.

- Engaged.
- I'm altering the vector now.

Inhibit C.N.G. control.

- Struts retract.
- Struts retracted.

Max stress to fifth overload.

Ease it back.

She's great. Beautiful.

Walk in the park. When we fix
something, we stay fixed.

- Don't we, Brett baby?
- Right.

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.

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, based on 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.

Yes.

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.

How are you doing?

- Thank you.
- How you doing?

Terrific. Next silly question.

Oh, thank you.

Do you remember anything
about the planet?

What's the last thing
you do remember?

Huh?

I remember some...

horrible dream
about... smothering.

I don't know.

And... Anyway, where are we?

- Right here.
- We're on our way home.

Yeah, back to the old freezerinos.

Could I have something to
eat before we go back?

I need something myself.

Yeah, right. One more meal
before bedtime. I'm buying.

Hey, that's a break. Bedtime.

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 then I've tasted
better, you know what

I'm saying? The other
one over there.

Well, you pound down the stuff
like there's no tomorrow.

I'd rather be eating
something else,

but, right now I'm thinking food.

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 eating this just to...

What's the matter?

- The food ain't that bad, baby.
- What's wrong, Kane?

Are you choking?

What's wrong?

What? What?

- This is serious.
- Kane, what's the matter?

It's okay.

Hold him down. Hold him...

Get the spoon in.

Damn it.

- Get it into his mouth.
- I'm trying.

Oh, my God. Oh, God.

No. Don't touch it.
Don't touch it.

Dallas?

- Dallas?
- Yeah.

- Anything?
- No. You?

Nothing.

- You see anything?
- No.

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's
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 on?

Micro changes in air density.

Give me a demo.

See? Again.

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.

Now, channels are
open on all decks.

I want you to communicate, keep
in touch at all times, all right?

Let's go.

I thought you fixed 12 module.

We did.

I don't understand it.

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.

Steady.

According to this, it's
within five metres.

(Indistinct Whispering)

Micro changes in air
density, my ass.

It's within five metres.

Be careful.

Christ. Don't do that. Don't
creep up on me with that thing.

You guys, stick together.

- Don't fail me now.
- What?

What is it?

Parker, Brett, it's
in this locker.

Where?

Here, take this.

Get over there and get the net.

- Get it?
- I got it. I got it. I got it.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

All right, Parker. When I say.

All right. Now.

Easy.

Wait. Don't let him go.

What the hell are you doing, man?

It's the cat.

Hey, look, now. We
had to bag it, man.

Now we might pick it up
on the tracker again.

- 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.

Jonesy?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, Jonesy.

Jonesy?

Here, kitty, kitty.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, Jonesy.

Jonesy.

Kitty, kitty.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

Jonesy?

Hey. 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 gonna hurt you.

Come on.

Brett.

Brett.

Brett.

Whatever it was, it
was... it was big and...

You're sure it took him
into the air shaft?

Disappeared into one
of the cooling ducts.

No question, it's using the
air ducts to move around.

Could it want Brett alive?

- What?
- Could Brett be alive?

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

Now, this air shaft may
work to our advantage.

Here. It leads up to and comes
out in the main airlock.

All right. There's only one
big opening along the way.

We can cover that
up, and then we...

drive it into the airlock and
zap it into outer space.

How? This son of a bitch is huge.

I mean, it's like a man. It's big.

Kane's son.

Come on, Ash.

I mean, 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.

Okay. 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.

Right.

- 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.

Open the hatch to
the third junction.

Okay, I'm through.

- Ripley?
- Yes.

Close all the hatches behind me.

I'm moving on.

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

- Yes, I've got it.
- 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.

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.

Checked it out, Lambert. You
may be getting interference.

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.

Am I... am I clear, Lambert? I
want to get the hell out of here.

Oh, God. It's moving
right towards you.

Move. Get out of there.
Behind you. Move.

Dallas. Move, Dallas.
Move, Dallas.

Get out. Move.

The other way.

Dallas?

- Oh, no.
- Take it easy.

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' 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 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.

Well, then why don't
we draw straws and...

I'm not drawing any
straws. I'm for

killing that goddamn
thing right now.

Okay.

Well, let's talk about killing it.

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,
then it's acceptable to me.

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, 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.

There is an explanation
for this, you know.

Is there really? I don't wanna
hear your goddamn explanation.

I want... I want...

I want... I w...

Parker. Lambert?

Ash, open the door.

Ash...

Will you open the door?

Let me by, Ash.

Yeah.

The hell are you doing?

Get her up. Get her
up. Get her up.

Get her up. Get her
up. Get her up.

Android. He's an android.

Jesus.

It's a robot. Ash
is a goddamn robot.

God.

Oh. Get off me. Oh.

Holy shit.

Help. Help me get this
fucking thing off.

God. Jesus. Oh, God. Oh, God.

How come the company
sent us a goddamn robot?

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?

I don't know why...

Because he may know
how 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.

The damn company. What about
our lives, you son of a bitch?

I repeat, all other
priorities are rescinded.

How do we kill it, Ash?

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?

The 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.

Look, I am... I've
heard enough of this,

and I'm asking you
to pull the plug.

- 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, 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.

Take it easy.

Jones.

Jones?

Okay, check the bottles.

Jones?

- How you doing?
- Fine.

Kitty.

Okay. Go ahead.

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?

Jones?

Come here. Come here, sweetheart.

Jones.

Jones? Jones?

Jones?

Jones. Goddamn it.

Now I got you.

Here, sweetie. Nice kitty.

Oh, my God.

- Get out of the way.
- I can't get out of the way.

Get out of the way, Lambert.
It's gonna kill us.

I can't.

Lambert, for Christ's
sake, get out of the way.

Parker? Lambert...

Get out of the way, Lambert.

Parker? Lambert?

Lambert? Parker?

Get outta the room.

Oh, God.

Parker?

Danger. The emergency
destruct system...

Is now activated.

The ship will detonate
in T-minus...

ten minutes.

The option to override
automatic detonation...

expires in T-minus five minutes.

The option to override
automatic detonation...

expires in T-minus...

Oh...

Dallas.

Brett.

- Oh.
- Kill me.

Kill me.

The option to override
automatic detonation...

expires in T-minus...

three minutes.

The option to override...

automatic detonation expires...

in T-minus one minute.

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,

- Come on.
- Three, two, one.

The option to override
detonation procedure...

has now expired.

Mother? I've turned the
cooling unit back on.

Mother.

The ship will
automatically destruct...

in T-minus five minutes.

You bitch.

You bitch.

Goddamn it.

Jonesy.

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.

It's all right.

It's all right.

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

It's okay.

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 ♪

♪ You are my lucky star ♪

♪ You are my lucky star ♪

♪ You are my lucky ♪

Oh, my God.

♪ My, my lucky ♪

♪ You are my ♪

♪ You are my ♪

♪ Lucky ♪

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.