Aliens Page #2

It'll be OK. Dad knows what he's doing.

Mayday! Mayday! This is Alpha Kilo

Two Four Niner calling Alpha Control!

This is Alpha Kilo Two Four Niner!

Hi, Ripley. This is Lieutenant Gorman

of the Colonial Marine Corps...

Ripley, we have to talk.

We've lost contact

with the colony on LV-426.

I don't believe this.

You guys throw me to the wolves...

...and now you want me

to go back out there?

Forget it. It's not my problem.

- Can I finish?

- No.

There's no way.

You wouldn't be going in with the troops.

I can guarantee your safety.

These Colonial Marines are tough hombres.

They're packing state-of-the-art firepower.

There's nothing they can't handle.

Am I right?

We've been trained to deal

with situations like this.

Then you don't need me. I'm not a soldier.

We don't know what's going on out there.

It mayjust be a downed transmitter.

But if it's not...

... I would like you there as an advisor,

and that's all.

What's your interest in all this?

Why are you going?

The corporation co-financed that colony

along with Colonial Administration.

We're doing a lot ofterraforming,

building better worlds...

Yeah. I saw the commercial.

Look, I don't have time for this.

I've got to get to work.

Oh, right.

I heard you're working the cargo docks.

That's right.

- Running loaders and forklifts.

- Yeah. So?

Nothing. I think it's great

that you're keeping busy.

And I know it's the only thing that you

could get. There's nothing wrong with it.

What would you say if I told you I could

get you reinstated as a flight officer?

The company's already agreed

to pick up your contract.

If I go.

If you go.

Come on, that's a second chance, kiddo.

Get out there and face this thing.

Get back on the horse.

Spare me, Burke.

I've had my psych evaluation this month.

Yeah, I know. I've read it.

You wake up every night,...

...soaked in sweat...

- I said no! And I mean it!

Now please leave.

I am not going back! And I am...

I would not be any good to you if I did.

OK.

Shh.

Would you do me a favour?

Just think about it.

Thanks for the coffee.

Aagh!

Ohh!

Hello.

Ripley? You OK?

Just tell me one thing, Burke.

You're going out there

to destroy them, right?

Not to study.

Not to bring back.

But to wipe them out.

That's the plan. You have my word on it.

All right, I'm in.

And you, you little shithead,...

... You're staying here.

They ain't payin' us enough for this, man.

Not enough to have to

wake up to yourface, Drake.

What?

- Is that ajoke?

- Oh, I wish it were!

Hey, Hicks. Man, you lookjust like I feel.

All right, sweethearts,

what are you waiting for? Breakfast in bed?

Another glorious day in the Corps!

A day in the Marine Corps

is like a day on the farm.

Every meal's a banquet,

every paycheck a fortune.

Every formation a parade.

I love the Corps!

Man, this floor is freezing!

- You want me to fetch your slippers?

- Gee, would you, sir?

Look into my eye.

Fall in, people!

Come on, let's go.

I hate this job.

Crowe! Wierzbowski! On your feet!

I'm talking about breathing,

not this frozen sh*t.

Yeah, Top, how about it?

All right, first assembly's

in 15, people. Shag it!

Hey, mira. Who's Snow White?

She's supposed to be

some kind of consultant.

Apparently, she saw an alien once.

Whoopee-f***ing-doo!

Hey, I'm impressed.

;Qu bonita!

Hey, Vasquez.

Have you ever been mistaken for a man?

No. Have you?

Oh, Vasquez!

You're just too bad.

Hey, Top, what's the op?

It's a rescue mission. You'll love it.

There's some juicy colonists' daughters

we have to rescue from their virginity.

Dumb-ass colonists!

What's this crap supposed to be?

- Cornbread, I think.

- It's good for you, boy. Eat it.

I sure wouldn't mind getting more ofthat

Arcturian poontang. Remember that time?

- But the one that you had was male!

- Doesn't matter when it's Arcturian, baby!

- Hey, Bishop. Do the thing with the knife.

- Oh, please...

All right!

I don't wanna see that, man.

Come on, man. All right!

Hey, what are you doing, man?

What are you doing?

- Don't move.

- Quit messing, Drake!

Bishop! Hey, man!

- Do it, Bishop.

- Hey, not me, man!

Yeah, you. Don't move.

Trust me.

Aaaaggghhhhhh!

All right, knock it off.

Thank you.

Enjoy your meal.

That wasn't funny, man.

- Lieutenant Gorman?

- No.

- Mr Burke?

- Yeah, thanks.

Looks like the new lieutenant's too good

to eat with the rest of us grunts.

The boy's definitely

got a corncob up his ass.

I thought you never missed, Bishop.

You never said an android

was on board. Why not?

It never occurred to me.

It's common practice

to have a synthetic on board.

I prefer the term

"artificial person" myself.

Right.

- Is there a problem?

- I'm sorry.

I didn't even... Ripley's last trip,

the syn... The artificial person...

...malfunctioned.

- Malfunctioned?

There were problems and...

a few deaths were involved.

I'm shocked.

Was it an older model?

Yeah. The Hyperdyne Systems 120-A-2.

The A-2s always were a bit twitchy.

That could never happen now

with our behavioural inhibitors.

It is impossible for me to harm,

or allow to be harmed, a human being.

You sure you don't want some?

Just stay away from me, Bishop.

Guess she don't like the cornbread, either.

Squad! Atten-hut! Officer on deck!

As you were.

Quickly, quickly. Settle down.

All right, listen up!

Morning, Marines. I'm sorry we didn't have

time to briefyou before we left Gateway...

- Sir?

- What is it, Hicks?

Hudson, sir. He's Hicks.

What's the question?

Is this gonna be a stand-up fight, sir,

or another bug hunt?

All we know is there's still

no contact with the colony,...

... And a xenomorph may be involved.

- Excuse me, sir. A what?

- A xenomorph.

It's a bug hunt.

What exactly are we dealing with here?

Ripley?

I'll tell you what I know.

We set down on LV-426.

A crew member was brought back

with something attached to his face,...

...some kind of parasite.

We tried to get it off.

It wouldn't come off.

Later, it seemed to come off

by itself and die.

Kane seemed fine.

We were all having dinner.

It must have laid something inside

his throat, some sort of embryo.

He started...

Um, he...

Look, man,

I only need to know one thing:

Where they are.

- Go, Vasquez, kick ass!

- Anytime, anywhere.

Somebody said "alien". She thought

they said "illegal alien" and signed up!

- F*** you, man.

- Anytime, anywhere.

Are you finished?

I hope you're right. I really do.

Yeah, OK, right. Thank you, Ripley.

We also have Ripley's report on disk.

I suggest you study it.

One ofthose things managed to wipe out

my entire crew in less than 24 hours.

If the colonists have found that ship, there's

no telling how many have been exposed.

Do you understand?

Anyway, we have it on disk, so look at it.

Any questions?

What is it, Private?

How do I get out ofthis chickenshit outfit?

You secure that sh*t, Hudson.

All right.

Now listen up.

I want this thing to go smooth

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