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Andrews: We commit this child and this man to your keeping, O' Lord. Their bodies have been taken from the shadow of our nights. They have been released from all darkness and pain. The child and the man have gone beyond our world. They are forever eternal, and everlasting. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Dillon: Why? Why are the innocent punished? Why the sacrifice? Why the pain? There aren't any promises. Nothing's certain. Only that some get called, some get saved. She won't ever know the hardship and grief for those of us left behind. We commit these bodies to the void... with a glad heart. For within each seed, there is the promise of a flower. And within each death, no matter how big or small, there's always a new life. A new beginning. Amen.

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Dillon: Give us strength, O' Lord, to endure. We recognize that we are poor sinners in the hands of an angry God. Let the circle be unbroken until the day. Amen. What the fuck is happening here? What the fuck is this bullshit that's coming down? We got a murder. We got a rape. We got brothers in trouble. I DON'T WANT NO MORE BULLSHIT AROUND HERE!! NOW WE'VE GOT PROBLEMS!! WE STAND TOGETHER!! Andrews: Yes. Thank you, Mr. Dillon. All right. Once again, this is rumor control. Here are the facts. At 0800 hours, prisoner Murphy, through carelessness on his part, was found dead in vent shaft 17. He seems to have been sucked into a ventilator fan. At about 2100 hours, prisoner Golic reappeared in a deranged state. Prisoners Boggs and Rains are missing. There seems to be a good chance that they have met with foul play at the hands of prisoner Golic. We need to organize and send out a search party; volunteers will be appreciated. I think it's fair to say that our smoothly running facility has s

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Ripley: It's like a lion. Sticks close to the zebras. Aaron: Zebras? Oh, right. But look, running around down here in the dark - are you kidding? Once you get out of this main shaft, there's no overheads. Ripley: Don't we have flashlights? Aaron: We've got thousands of them, but no batteries. I told you, nothing works. Ripley: Torches? Do we have the capacity to make fire? Most humans have enjoyed that privilege since the Stone Age. Aaron: No need to be sarcastic.

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Aaron: [showing Ripley a nuclear waste storage room] Never been used. They were gonna dump a lot of nuclear crap in there. Never got around to it. Clean as a whistle inside. Ripley: This is the only way in or out? Aaron: That's right. Walls are six feet thick, solid steel. They really knew how to build these babies. Ripley: You're saying we get something inside... there's no way it can get out?

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Aaron: This is where we keep it. Forget what the stuff's called... David: Quinitricetyline. Aaron: I knew that. Right, I've got to get these section arrangements organized with Dillon for the paintbrush, so... David: David. Aaron: Yeah, you can get these drums organized. David: Right, 85. Aaron: [starts walking away] And, uh... don't call me that. [leaves] Ripley: What's this 85 thing? David: Couple of us sneaked a look at his personnel file the day he arrived. It's his IQ. [about the chemicals] I saw a drum of this stuff fall into a beachhead bunker once. The blast put a tug in dry dock for 17 weeks. Great stuff.

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Dillon: Why should I put my ass on the line for you? Ripley: Your ass is already on the line. The only question is... what are you gonna do about it?

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Dillon: This is the choice. You die sitting here on your ass or to die out there. At least we take a shot, we owe it one! It's fucked us up. Maybe we can get even for the others. So how do you want it? Morse: What the fuck are you talking about? Dillon: I'm talkin' about killing that big motherfucker. Aaron: Hold it, hold it. The rescue team is on its way. We could just sit this out. Ripley: Rescue team for who? Aaron: For us. Ripley: They just want the beast. You know that. Aaron: I don't give a damn what they want. They're not gonna pick us off one by one, are they? Ripley: I wouldn't be so sure. Aaron: Come on, they're gonna take us home. Dillon: They're not gonna take us home. Morse: Still doesn't mean we should go out and fight it. Jesus Christ, give us a break! Aaron: You've gotta be fucking nuts! Look, I've got a wife and a kid-- Dillon: Nobody give a shit about you, 85. You're not one of us, you're not a believer. You're a fucking company man! Aaron: Yeah, okay. So I'm a compan

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David: Have you got some sort of plan? Dillon: This is a leadworks, isn't it? All we got to do is lure the fucking beast into the mold. Drown it in hot lead. Morse: Oh right... and how do we do that? Gregor: Yeah. What are we gonna use for bait? Kevin: [realizes] Aw, fuck! Dillon: We're all gonna die. The only question is when. This is as good a place as any to take your first steps to heaven. The only question is how you check out. Do you want it on your feet, or on your fucking knees... begging?! I ain't much for begging! Nobody ever gave me nothing! So I say fuck that thing! Let's fight it! Morse: Fuck it! Let's go for it!

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Ripley: Now! Dillon: What about you? Ripley: I'm staying. Dillon: Bullshit! There's gonna be ten tons of hot lead in here! Ripley: I'm telling you, I wanna die! Dillon: We got a deal, remember?! It dies first, then you! I'm not gonna move without you! Now get going! Ripley: Dillon! Dillon: I've gotta hold it here. Ripley: What about me? Dillon: God will take care of you now, sister! Ripley: No! Dillon: Pour the lead! [he takes off his glasses and turns to the alien] Fuck you. [the alien attacks him] Pour it, Ripley! Go on! Goddamn it! Pour the lead, Ripley! Pour it now! [to the alien] Come on! Come on! That's all you got? Is that as hard as you fight, motherfucker?! Ripley: [waves to Morse] Morse! Over here! Morse: Ripley! Ripley: Pour the lead! Pour the lead! [Morse positions the machine over the pit] Pour it!

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Ripley: Don't come any closer! Aaron: Wait. They're here to help... Ripley: Stay where you are! Bishop II: [removes his sunglasses and steps forward] Ripley. Ripley: Bishop? Bishop II: I'm here to help you. Ripley: No more bullshit. I just felt it move. Bishop II: Do you know who I am? Ripley: You're a droid, same model as Bishop. Sent by the fucking company. Bishop II: No. I'm not the Bishop Android. I designed it. I'm very human. The company sent me here to show you a friendly face, to demonstrate how important you are to us... to me. Ripley: You just wanna take it back. Bishop II: We want to kill it and take you home. Ripley: Bullshit. Bishop II: You're wrong. We want to help. Ripley: What does that mean? Bishop II: We're going to take that out of you... Ripley: ...and keep it. Bishop II: We can't allow it to live. Everything we know would be in jeopardy. Ripley: You don't wanna take it back? Bishop II: Ripley, time is important. Let us deal with the malignancy. We've got a surgical