Alien: Resurrection Page #15
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 109 min
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The access paths are just a bit wider than the jeep itself, plants
rising tall all around them.
Ripley concentrates on driving.
The pass through as section of wheat , then of corn. As they come to
another section,
The crew's expressions change to one of pleased disbelief.
You gotta be f***ing me. St Just! Is this real?
ST JUST:
So this is what heaven looks like.
We see they have driven into a healthy section of CANNABIS plants
growing ten feet high.
The car screeches to a halt. Ripley's at a crossroads of sorts.
RIPLEY:
Which way?
HILLARD (looking at the plants)
I always wondered where the military got its funding...
An alien SHOOTS out of the brush and lands on Hillard everyone SCREAMS
-- Ripley SLAMS her foot on the pedal
The jeep PEELS OUT, as more emerge from the brush.
HILLARD:
Get it off MeeeaaaaAAGGHRE!!!!
It bores into her head before St Just can blow it away. It's head
exploding in fragments of bone and sizzling blood as it falls away from
the jeep, Hillard's body still clutched in arms.
Another leaps out at them, but the jeep is going a good clip and it
misses.
The crew peppering it with bullets.
They look,about them, guns ready.
Something runs parallel to them in the plants.
ANGLE:
ABOVETwo more run on top of the grow-lamps, pacing them as well.
One DROPS DOWN -- Ripley SWERVES out of the way, driving in the plants.
They are varied, exotic -- and there are aliens behind half of them.
The crew BLASTS away all around them Ripley drives a drunkard's path
through the brush, avoiding trees that dot the scape.
An alien DROPS onto the hood, another grabs the side -- Vries takes out
the first, blowing it off, but the second grabs Johner, he goes flying
over the side,.dropping his gun.
St Just is too preoccupied with his own problems on the othe to see
that Johner is being
dragged, the alien still clutching onto him.
Shots bang out, ripping into the alien, which lets go. Johner looks up
to see Purvis holding Johner's gun.
One jumps down onto St Just, tears a good chunk out of his midsection
before he dusts it.
Another alien jumps on the hood just as the jeep SAILS over first ledge
of the terraced slope, comes-down hard enough knock it off, SAILS over
the next -- the crew can barely hang on as the jeep crashes down slope
after slope.
Ripley swerves back onto the road, the jeep sliding over onto the steps
beside it, rocking violently as they shoot down the remainder of slope,
the aliens close on their heels.
Still blasting away at the beasts, the crew is able to put little
distance between them as they come to the end of the garden. Here it
divides into three sections, all open halls with access for the jeep.
RIPLEY:
Which way?
DISTEPRMO (looking over)
Left! Left!
She swerves left, the jeep-bouncing into the hall
INT. HALL CONTINUOUS
Where windows running along either side look out onto black space.
Ripley drives as far as she can, till a staircase -- going -- fills her
vision, too steep
for the jeep. She SLAMS on brakes. the jeep spinning out and coming to
a halt.
The crew piles out, Di Stephano grabbing Vriess. At the other end of
the hall, the aliens
can be seen approaching.
The crew BLASTS at them, the aliens, blood splattering the narrow hall.
ANGLE:
THE BLOODEating into the walls. the floor.
CALL/Ship
Warning. potential hullbreach. Clear sector.
DISTEPHANO (indicating the steps)
Down here!
They start down -- all but St Just. He gets out of the jeep with
difficulty.
Looks down at his wound.
Johner looks around to see him still standing atop the steps
JOHNER:
St Just! Come on, man.
St Just looks down at the wound. Back at Johner. He walks calmly away,
towards the aliens.
CALL:
St Just!
ST JUST:
You go.
He looks at the appraching aliens.
ST JUST:
I'm bored.
CALL\SHIP
Warning. Evacuate sector.
A moment, then the crew takes off.
St Just takes a handful of pills, pops them into his mouth. Only the
slightest grin suffuses his face ,as he waits for the aliens.
They close on him, and he raises his guns.
CALL\SHIP
warning...
CUT TO:
The crew runs full out.
DISTEPHANO:
We have to get out of the sector!
RIPLEY:
Where!
DISTEPHANO:
There!
He points at a door that's down two flights and across the hall.
CUT TO:
INT. HALL CONTINUOUSThe aliens close, and St Just FIRES, blasting away with bot guns.
Aliens writhe on the
floor before him, still they cover the bodies of their brothers, still
he fires,
Call\ship monotones of warning in sharp contrast to the chaos
-- St Just fires until both guns are empty. In one smooth motion he
drops them both
and jerks his wrists and TWO-MORE disposable guns fly into his palms
and he blasts away
ANGLE:
THE BLOODEating through the hull.
ANGLE:
THE CREWdesperately racing for the door.
ANGLE:
ST JUSTFiring with quiet glee.
ANGLE:
THE CREWThe first of them are through the door.
ANGLE:
St JUSTThe aliens are getting closer, but still he mows them down Both his
guns click, spent.
ST JUST:
Damn.
CALL\SHIP
Warning --
and BOOM!!!!, the hall BURSTS OPEN, everything explodes into space, the
wind rushes out as
BOOM!!!, the whole garden sector rips open, sucked out, as
ANGLE:
RIPLEYis the last to get out, but the pressure change SUCKS HER she flies
backwards, the section door coming down just in time as she SLAMS into
it, the door closing fully as she falls, lack of pressure sucks at the
door itself, it creaks and be inward slightly, but it holds.
The others have exited into the next hall. They've been tossed about,
but not as badly.
Call stops, runs back to Ripley, helps her up. Ripley is dazed; the
door hit the back of her head solidly.
CALL:
Can you walk? RIPLEY
I think I...
CALL:
I'm not f***ing carrying you
Ripley doesn't even hear her; something else drowns Call out. Ripley
puts her hands over her ears.
RIPLEY:
Mistake ... mistake...
CALL:
Ripley.
RIPLEY:
I can hear them, in the hive... it's close...We're on the hive.
CALL:
Jesus. Come on.
RIPLEY:
I can hear them... the queen...
CALL:
What... ?
RIPLEY:
She's in pain.
They CRASH UP through the floor panels, six of them, surrounding the
two women.
Call can barely spin before Ripley GRABS her and HURLS her fifteen feet
down the corridor, out of harm's way.
The aliens close on Ripley. She struggles but she's still weak. One
slams her onto the ground call recovers, looks back at Ripley
As the aliens drag her unconscious body back down under the floor.
CALL:
RIPLEY!
CUT TO:
INT. AIR VENT - CONINUOUSDark, cramped, and already covered with a hardening layer of resin.
Skittering, insectile motion at one end heralds the aliens, as two of
them crawl rapidly along. The third craw upside down, the
semiconscious Ripley draped over its chest If she were awake, and
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