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Looks like it's grown out of the chair.

Bones are bent outward.

Like he exploded from inside.

I wonder what happened

to the rest of the crew.

Let's get the hell outta here.

Dallas! Lambert! Come on over here!

Come on.

- What have you got?

- See what you make of this.

It doesn't look like an SOS.

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,

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

Are you OK down there?

- Can you see anything?

- I don't know... A cave.

I don't know,

but it's like the goddamn tropics in here.

What the hell is this?

The pit is completely enclosed.

And it's full of leathery objects,

like eggs or something.

There's a layer of mist covering the eggs

that reacts when broken.

Kane? Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm OK. All right.

I'm OK, I just slipped.

It appears to be completely sealed.

Wait a minute, there's movement.

It seems to have life. Organic life.

- Are you there, Ripley?

- I'm right here.

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

- Right.

Are you there, Ripley?

We're clean, let us in.

- What happened to Kane?

- Something attached itself to him.

What kind of thing?

An organism. Open the hatch!

If we let it in, the ship could be infected.

You know the quarantine procedure.

- 24 hours for decontamination.

- He could die. Open the hatch.

Listen to me.

We break quarantine, we could all die.

Could you open the goddamn hatch?

We have to get him inside!

No. I can't, and if you were

in my position you'd do the same.

Ripley, this is an order.

Open that hatch, do you hear me?

- Yes.

- Ripley, this is an order! Do you hear me?

Yes. I read you. The answer is negative.

Inner hatch open.

My God.

What the hell is that?

Jesus Christ.

What is that, man?

- Hey, how the hell's he breathing?

- He still alive or what?

And why don't you guys freeze him?

How come they don't freeze him?

What's going on in there?

- What the f*** is going on?

- You b*tch!

- Jesus Christ!

- Hey! Hey!

- You were gonna leave us out there!

- Hey, break it up.

When I give an order,

I expect to be obeyed!

- Even if it's against the law?

- You're goddamn right!

She has a point.

Who the hell knows what that is?

How are we gonna get that off of him?

- How are we gonna get it off?

- Just a minute! I'll get some instruments.

Right. Now, if I make an incision here

to try and remove

one of the digits from his face...

You're gonna do what?

Finger. I'll try and get this finger off.

Get this cleating on there...

- 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.

How come they don't freeze him?

How come you guys don't freeze him?

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.

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 know anything about...

it.

We're assuming it's feeding him oxygen.

If we remove it, it could kill him.

I'll take that chance.

Let's cut it off him now.

- You take responsibility?

- Yes, yes. Get him out of there.

Where do you want to 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.

I think it's going to eat through

the goddamn hull. Come on!

What's going on?

This way.

Next deck.

There it is.

Don't get under it!

Looks like it's stopping.

Take a look at this, man.

Brett, give me your pen.

Give it to me, quick.

Come on, come on!

Don't get any on your arm.

It's stopped.

I haven't seen 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.

Oh... What...?

OK.

Try it.

- Damn it. I felt sure that was it.

- Try it again.

Feel like I've been in this place a month.

We shouldn't have landed here

in the first place.

We shouldn't have landed

on this damn ball, I know that.

The sooner we patch this thing up and

get outta here, the sooner we can go home.

This place gives me the creeps.

It's amazing. What is it?

I'd say it's, um...

I don't know yet.

- Do you want something?

- Yes, I, uh...

A little talk. How's Kane?

He's holding. No changes.

And, uh, our guest?

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 silicone,

which gives him a prolonged resistance

to adverse environmental conditions.

Is that enough?

That's plenty. What does it mean?

- Please don't do that. Thank you.

- I'm sorry.

It's an interesting combination of elements,

making him a... tough little son of a b*tch.

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.

What would you have

done with Kane? Hm?

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.

It'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 do yourjob

and let me do mine. Yes?

- Where's Dallas?

- In the shuttle.

- Why?

- Something's happened.

- Serious?

- Interesting.

Ripley, meet me in the infirmary right away.

- Where is it?

- Well, I don't know!

- We have to try and find it.

- Let's check it.

Dallas, please be careful.

Sorry.

No, not in the corner!

Have one of these. Just in case.

Kane?

Are you OK?

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

- It was up there somewhere.

- My God.

- Cover the damn thing, will you?

It's alive.

We've got to have a look at this.

Excuse me.

- It seems dead enough.

- Good. Let's get rid of it.

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

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 will do when it's dead?

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

Dallas, it has to go back.

I'd soon as not burn it at the stake,

but you're the science officer.

- It's your decision, Ash.

- Dallas!

- You won't make me change my mind...

- I'm not trying to change your mind.

I just want you to listen...

Will you listen?

- How can you leave that decision to him?

- I just run the ship.

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