Aliens Page #6

I mean, people babies?

- They grow inside you.

- No. That's very different.

Did you ever have a baby?

Yes, I did.

I had a little girl.

Where is she?

She's gone.

You mean dead.

Here.

Take this.

For luck.

How's that?

Don't go! Please!

Newt, I'm gonna be right in the next room.

And you see that camera?

I can see you through that camera,...

... All the time, to see ifyou're safe.

I'm not gonna leave you, Newt.

I mean that.

That's a promise.

You promise?

I cross my heart.

And hope to die?

And hope to die.

Now go to sleep,...

... And don't dream.

Sneak.

The molecular acid oxidises after the

creature's death, completely neutralising.

Bishop, that's interesting,

but it gets us nowhere.

I'm trying to figure out what we're dealing

with here. Let's go through it again.

They grab the colonists and immobilise them

to be hosts for more ofthese.

So there would have to be

a lot ofthese parasites.

One for each colonist.

A hundred at least.

Yes, that follows.

Each one ofthese things

comes from an egg, right?

So who's laying these eggs?

I'm not sure.

It must be something we haven't seen yet.

Hey, maybe it's like an ant hive.

- Bees, man. Bees have hives.

- You know what I mean.

There's, like, one female

that runs the whole show.

- Yes. The queen.

- Yeah, the mama.

And she's badass, man. I mean big.

- These things ain't ants.

- I know that!

Bishop, I want these specimens destroyed

as soon as you're finished with them.

Mr Burke said they were to be kept alive

in stasis for return to the company labs.

He was very specific about it.

Those two specimens are worth millions

to the bio-weapons division.

If you're smart, we can both

come out ofthis heroes,...

... And we will be set up for life.

You're crazy, Burke. Do you know that?

You really think you can get a dangerous

organism like that past ICC quarantine?

How can they impound it

if they don't know about it?

But they will know about it, Burke. From me.

Just like they'll know you were responsible

for the deaths of 157 colonists.

- Wait a second!

- You sent them to that ship.

I just checked the colony log: directive

dated 6-12-79, signed Burke, Carter J.

You sent them out there

and you didn't even warn them.

What ifthat ship didn't even exist?

Did you think about that? I didn't know.

So now if I make a major security situation

out of it, everybody steps in...

... And there's no exclusive rights

for anybody. Nobody wins.

So I made a decision and it was wrong.

It was a bad call, Ripley. A bad call.

Bad call? These people are dead, Burke!

Have you any idea what you've done here!

I'm gonna make sure

they nail you right to the wall.

You won't sleaze your way out ofthis one.

Right to the wall.

Ripley.

You know, I expected more from you.

I thought you'd be smarter than this.

I'm happy to disappoint you.

What is it? What's going on?

- They're coming.

- Where?

In the tunnel.

Here we go.

A and B gun tracking and firing.

Multiple targets.

Look at those ammo counters go.

B gun's down 50 per cent.

It's a shooting gallery down there!

60 rounds left on B.

40... 20... 10.

B gun's dry. 20 on A.

Ten...

... Five...

That's it.

Jesus! They're wall-to-wall in there.

They're at the pressure door.

Man, listen to that.

Bishop here. I'm aFraidlhave some badnews.

Well, that's a switch!

It's very pretty, Bishop,

but what are we looking for?

That's it. Emergency venting.

That's beautiful, man. That beats it all.

How long till it blows?

Four hours...

... with a blast radius of 30 kilometres,

equal to about 40 megatons.

- We got problems.

- I don't f***in' believe this!

Vasquez, close the shutters.

Why can't we shut it down from here?

The crash caused too much damage.

An overload was inevitable at this point.

Oh, man! And I was getting short!

Four more weeks and out.

- Now I'm gonna buy it on this rock!

- Give us a break!

Four more weeks. Oh, man!

We need the other drop-ship from the Sulaco.

Can't we bring it down on remote?

How? The transmitter was on the APC!

It's wasted!

I don't care how,

but we'd better think of something!

Think ofwhat?

We're f***ed! We're doomed!

Shut up! What about the colony transmitters?

The uplink tower at the other end?

The hard-wiring between

here and there was damaged.

We can't align the dish.

Somebody has to go out there. Take

a portable terminal and patch in manually.

Oh, yeah, sure! With those things

running around? You can count me out.

- We can count you out of everything.

- I'll go.

- Why don't you go, man?

- I'll go.

- What?

- I'll go.

I'm the only one qualified

to remote-pilot the ship.

Yeah, right, man. Bishop should go.

Good idea!

Believe me, I'd prefer not to.

I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid.

How long?

This conduit runs almost

to the uplink assembly. 180 metres.

- Say 40 minutes to crawl down there,...

- Right.

...an hour to patch in

and align the antenna,...

... 30 minutes to prep the ship,

and about 50 minutes flight time.

It's gonna be close.

- Good luck.

- See you soon.

Watch your fingers.

Vaya con Dios, man.

This is unbelievable!

20 metres and closing. 15.

How many?

Can't tell. Lots.

D gun's down 50 per cent.

C gun's right behind it.

It ain't stopping 'em.

It ain't stopping 'em!

150 rounds on D.

Come on, baby. Come on!

100 rounds.

Come on, come on!

D gun's down to 20.

Ten.

Damn it!

Wait!

They're retreating.

The guns stopped them.

You're right.

Next time they walk right up and knock.

Yeah, but they don't know that.

They're probably looking

for other ways to get in.

That'll take 'em a while.

- Maybe we got 'em demoralised.

- Shut up.

I want you two walking perimeter.

Move!

Hey, listen.

We're all in strung-out shape,...

... But stay frosty...

... And alert.

We can't afford to let

one ofthose bastards in here.

All right. Vmonos.

How long's it been since you got any sleep?

24 hours?

Hicks, I'm not gonna

end up like those others.

You'll take care of it, won't you?

If it comes to that, I'll do us both.

Let's just make sure

it doesn't come to that, all right?

All right.

Hey, I want to introduce you

to a personal friend of mine.

This is an M-41A pulse rifle,

10 millimetre,...

... with an over-and-under 30 millimetre

pump-action grenade launcher.

Feel the weight.

OK. What do I do?

Pull it in tight here.

- Right.

- Lean into it.

All right, now it will kick some.

When the counter reads zero here, you...

- I press this up?

- That's right.

Get another one in quick. Slap it in hard.

- Right.

- Now you're ready to rock 'n' roll.

- What's this?

- The grenade launcher.

I don't think you want to mess with that.

You started this. Show me everything.

I can handle myself.

Yeah, I noticed.

How do you feel?

All right, I guess. One hell of a hangover.

- Look, Ripley, I just want...

- Forget it. Excuse me.

Shh, shh, shh.

It's OK. It's OK.

Newt. Wake up.

- What?

- Be quiet.

We're in trouble.

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