learner.
This is a really good show, man.
Woman, that shit is not easy to come by!
Why don't you take a walk outside?
Great!
I'm so sorry.
If bitches can't handle this shit,
they should stay away from this shit!
Identification, please.
Please try again.
Please try again.
Thank you, General Perez.
Well?
Are you gonna kill me, or what?
There's no point, is there?
They've taken it out of you.
Where is it? Is it on the ship?
You mean my "baby"?
I don't get it. If they took it out,
why are they keeping you alive?
Well, they're curious. I'm the latest thing.
Look, I can make it all stop.
The pain, this nightmare.
That's all I can offer you.
What makes you think
I would let you do that?
Who are you?
Ripley, Ellen, Lieutenant First Class.
Number 36706.
Ellen Ripley died 200 years ago.
You're not her.
I'm not her?
- Who am I?
- You're a thing, a construct.
They grew you in a fucking lab.
And now they brought it out of you.
Not all the way out.
I can feel it.
Behind my eyes.
I can hear it moving.
Help me stop this thing before it gets loose.
It's too late.
You can't stop it.
It's inevitable.
Not as long as I'm around.
You'll never get out of here alive.
I don't care.
Really?
I can make it stop.
Go on, get out of here.
They're looking for you.
I think you're gonna find that this was
very ill-advised. Where are her friends?
- They're in the mess hall, sir.
- Well, you find them, now. Quietly!
- What the hell is goin' on here?
- Smells like a double-cross, boss.
Where's the other one? With the chair?
Don't ever touch me. Ever!
- Wanna tell us what this is?
- Wanna tell me who you're working for?
- Wren, they got nothing to do with this.
- To do with what?
Do you know the penalties
for terrorist activity?
No terrorists in my crew.
Call, got something to say?
I don't care whether you knew or not.
You brought a terrorist on board.
And as far as I am concerned,
you all die with her!
Do you understand?
Yeah.
I understand.
Christie.
Freeze!
Stop! Drop your weapons!
And you, drop that piece of shit!
Or I blow his head off!
- I can't do that, man.
- Drop it now!
- They're attached.
- I'm not fucking with you!
You're all under arrest
for a Code 8, concealed weapons,
and a Code 12, which is murder!
- Kiss my ass.
- Put down your weapons!
Everybody OK?
Real easy, soldier boy.
Security! There is a serious problem
in the mess hall.
You lie to me now, little girl,
I will cut your throat.
- We do not read you.
- Hello?
- We do not copy you. Please repeat.
- Hello?
Gediman.
He's conducting illegal experiments,
breeding...
- Ice the goddamn mole!
- Listen! He is breeding an alien species.
If it gets loose,
it'll make the Lacerta plague
- look like a fucking square dance.
- Shut up!
Listen.
Your attention, please. Security breach.
Medlab, level 15.
Let's get back to the Betty.
The doctor and soldier boy can escort us.
What about Vriess?
Your attention, please.
Unauthorised opening of cage three.
Unauthorised opening of cages five,
seven, eight, ten.
- Move it!
- Evacuation.
- Go! Go! Go!
- Evacuation.
This is not a drill.
- Evacuation.
- Get on board!
Your attention, please.
Non-human presence detected.
Levels 21, 23.
27.
14.
Level 38.
Level 39.
Evacuation. Proceed to lifeboats.
This is not a drill.
Thank you for your cooperation.
I'll give you holes, you slimy bastard!
Move it! Go!
- Final lifeboat ready for launch.
- Get aboard!
Go!
Complete evacuation now.
Grenade.
Evacuation incomplete.
Civilian presence detected in area H.
Warning: Main vessel declared uninhabitable.
- Elgyn, come on. Let's move, man.
- Yeah.
Elgyn! Elgyn, where are you?
Elgyn!
Elgyn!
Elgyn!
Easy, Hillard!
- Give me a hand here!
- Get him up!
- Come on, let's get him up!
- Move out of the way!
Aw, shit.
- What the fuck did this?
- What's in this place?
- Call, get down!
- What the fuck is that?
Don't shoot!
It's in front