| Johner: |
I heard you, like, ran into these things before. |
| Ellen Ripley: |
That's right. |
| Johner: |
Wow, man. So, like, what did you do? |
| Ellen Ripley: |
I died. |
| ----- |
| Ellen Ripley: |
[H]e put an alien inside of you. It's a really
nasty one. And, in a few hours, it's going to burst its way
through your rib-cage, and you're gonna die. Any questions? |
| Purvis: |
Who are you? |
| Ellen Ripley: |
I'm the monster's mother. |
| ----- |
| Johner: |
You hang with us for a while, you'll find out
I am not the man with whom to fu**! |
| ----- |
| Ellen Ripley: |
So, who do I have to fu** to get off this boat? |
| Johner: |
I can get you off . . . maybe not the boat. |
| ----- |
| Johner: |
Earth? I rather stay here with the things,
man. |
| ----- |
| Gen. Perez: |
[V]ery few people deal in cash now-a-days. |
| Elgyn: |
Just the ones that don't like to keep business
records. |
| ----- |
| Annalee Call: |
I can make it all stop . . . the pain, this
nightmare. That's all I can offer you. |
| Ellen Ripley: |
What makes you think I would let you do that? |
| ----- |
| Johner: |
Earth, man, what a sh**hole. |
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