Alien: Resurrection Page #16

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ANGLE:
RIPLEY'S POV

Alien head, dark tunnel passing beneath.

Scuttling through a small maze, the aliens come out into:

INT. WASTE TANK 5 - CONTINUOUS

A vast, dark chamber, entirely encrusted with alien goo. air vent opens

about three quarters of the way up the chamber. The aliens pour out and

imediately scuttle UP, carrying Ripley to the top of the chamber.

They circle her and begin secreting resin, spinning a web around her.

The resin comes out of ther backs in spits and globs.

It isn't pleasant, and Ripley struggles feebly as they begin to cocoon

her.

CUT TO:
INT. ANTECHAMBER CONTINUOUS

The crew piles through it on their way to the loading dock.

Call brings up the rear, still looking back regretfully.

She hesitates, and Purvis takes hold of her arm.

PURVIS:

We got to be moving, miss. Best gift you can give her right now is a

quick death.

CALL:

It's not right...

PURVIS:

I've been saying that all day, we need your help.

A moment more, and she heads out with him.

CUT TO:
WASTE, TANK 5 - CONTINUOTJS

The aliens have finished webbing Ripley, and climb away.

When it is done she finds herself basically hung from the ceiling, her

legs encased and glued with glistening strands to the roof. She hangs

therefore at an angle, looking down on the chamber.

And so it is with her, as she swims to full consciousness, we get our

first real look at where we are.

There are no less than ten people strung up exactly as Ripley is,

encircling the chamber, and all looking some forty feet down at:

The Queen. Lying on her back at the bottom of the-chamber, belly

swollen and distended.

She is herself partially cocooned, strapped down to the at the edge of

a black pool of blood and ichor. Her head moves slowly back and forth,

in delierium of pain.

There are a four or five aliens tending her, spinning goo around her,

vomiting blood onto her belly. They might be serving her, or

imprisoning her. Both, in fact.

There is one thing missing from this tableau.

RIPLEY (softly)

No eggs ...

GEDIMAN (OS)

Multiple reproductive systems.

Ripley turn's slowly, to see the person next to her. It's Gediman,

looking wane and haggard.

He may be speaking to her but he stares straight ahead, his eyes

glowing with near insanity.

GEDIMAN:

Complete asexual reproductive cycle, self-impregnating, we found six

different sets of ovaries in her. Egg laying is the first cycle,

immature. Redundancies, redundancies

... she'll bring forth legion.

RIPLEY:

They didn't impregnate you?

Now he looks at her, regret and glee at what has happened battling for

his expression.

GEDIMAN:

No... they've just been draining me.

She looks down, to see

ANGLE :
GEDIMAN'S FEET

As blood from various wounds seeps slowly past his toes, dripping into

the pool.

A keening SHRIEK comes out of the queen, as her limbs begin thrashing.

The aliens around her back off slightly.

The bulge in her belly starts moving.

Ripley starts struggling with her bonds, terror and determination in

her.eyes.

RIPLEY:

I'm gettingout of here. Goddamnit, I'm getting thefuck out of here!

He looks at her, the last glimmerof his sanity sinking beyond the

horizon.

GEDIMAN:

Don't you want to see what happens next?

CUT TO:
INT: LOADING DOCK - CONTINUOUS

The crew rushes in, heads for the Betty.

JOHNER:

How long till we can get airborn?

VRIESS:

I'll need Call to patch in to the ship again, open the hatch.

CALL:

Right.

JOHNER:

We hit atmo in a few minutes, only gonna make it harder.

They all run on board

INT. THE BETTY

and head for the cockpit. DiStephano deposits Vriess in a wheelchair.

CALL:

Johner, take Purvis to the freezer.

JOHNER:

All right.. Nap time, buddy.

A GUNSHOT and Purvis goes flying, blood spurting out of his shoulder,

Johner draws but

Wren emerges from the shadows too fast.

Wren grabs Call and very carefully holds his gun to her back right

below her shoulderblades.

WREN:

F*** with me and I put a bullet where her brain is!

Johner stands, uncertain.

WREN:

DiStephano! Take their weapons.

DISTEPHANO:

Begging your pardon, sir, but eat my f***.

DiStephano aims at Wren. Wren backs up a step.

WREN:

Drop it! Drop it or we all die together!

Heaped in the, corner, Purvis suddenly jerks forward. His eyes go

wide.

CUT TO:
INT. WASTE TANK 5 CONTINUOUS

Ripley is frantically trying to pull at her bonds. It's just beginning

to work.

But the noise in here is getting worse, the aliens franitcally agitated

as the Queens belly begins moving more violently. SHRIEKS, and RIPLEY

does as well, from effort or sympathy, it is hard to tell, as

THE QUEENS BELLY POPS OPEN. Blood shoots everywhere, burning into the

walls.

And all the screaming stops. The movement stops. Even Ripley stops.

Silence.

Something emerges from the wound.

An alien, to be sure, but nothing we've seen so far, its forelegs arch

out of its back like spiders legs, its back legs set on enormous

haunches, thick and powerful.

Its head is long, eyeless, like the others, but along its white expanse

red veins, coming out of the skin and running like thick black hairs to

the back.

It has retracted pincers at the side of head that come out when its

tongue does.

Its much bigger the the others, nearly the size of the queen herself.

And it's bone white.

GEDIMAN:

Beautiful.... beautiful butterfly...

He is crying with revelatory joy. Ripley is not. Grimacing the sight

and smell of the new beast, she begins pulling again at her bonds.

One of the soldiers, at the 'other end of the room from Ripley wakes

up.

Dangling uselessly at his side is a rifle -- the real deal, not a

burner.

SOLDIER:

No, God...

He SCREAMS in uncomprehending horror. The newborn stops, tilting its

head:

It LEAPS up to the ceiling in a second, quick and effortless as a

monstrous flea.

Leaps again and lands on the screaming soldier, gripping his sides with

its four forelegs as he screams lustily.

pincers SWING out and pin either side of his head.. His eyes go wide

as:

Its tongue SHOOTS into his throat. Stays there, and we watch it drain

the blood from his body. We can see it, see its stomach swell, red

tinged, as his body goes

blue and slack. His rifle drops into the black pool.

Gediman stares, transfixed, and it LANDS ON HIM.

CUT TO:
INT. BETTY - CONTINUOUS

Johner's gun drops to the floor.

Everyone backs off.

WREN:

The f***ing robot is going to plug back into the Auriga and land it

according to standard operational procedure.

CALL:

No she's not.

DISTEPHMO:

You're f***ing nuts. You still want to bring those things back to

earth?

JOHNER:

Have you been paying any attention today?

WREN:

I can handle the animals!

CALL:

F***ing shoot me.

WREN:

Shut up!!!

And Purvis LAUNCHES from the corner, screaming, jumps on wren - Wren

gets off a couple of shots -- nails DiStephano in the face. The

soldier drops like a sack.

The other shots hit the ship, Call dives for cover as Purvis SLAMS his

fist across Wren's face, Wren fires again and Jo is on the ground,

rolling, grabbing his gun --

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