Shh, shh, shh.
It's OK. It's OK.
Newt. Wake up.
-What? -Be quiet.
We're in trouble.
-No! -Aah!
Move, Newt!
Hey!
Help!
Hicks!
Say again, Bishop?
You've got it into auto-refuel mode...
and it's sequencing right?
That's right.
Good. Stay on it.
Get back to me when you've activated the launch cycle.
He's at the uplink tower.
Terrific.
-Hicks! Hicks! -Help! Help!
Hicks! Help us!
Break the glass!
Break it, break it.
I'll try.
Ripley, I'm scared.
Me, too.
Stay here.
It's the med lab. Hudson!
Vasquez! Meet me in med lab. We got a fire.
We're on our way.
They're coming, Newt. Oh, please.
Aah!
Uh!
Aah!
Shoot it out!
-Hudson! -Jesus!
Oh!
Christ, kid, look out!
Fucking die!
-Over there! -Yeah!
-Ready? -Yeah!
Hudson!
Yeah, all clear. Nailed the other one.
It's history, man.
Jesus.
Burke. It was Burke.
I say we grease this rat-fuck son of a bitch right now.
It just doesn't make any goddamn sense.
He figured that he could get an alien...
back through quarantine if one of us was impregnated...
whatever you call it-
and then frozen for the trip home.
Nobody would know about the embryos we were carrying...
me and Newt.
Wait, now. We'd all know.
Yes. He could only do it by sabotaging certain freezers...
on the way home, namely yours.
He could jettison the bodies and make up any story he liked.
Fuck! He's dead.
You're dog meat, pal.
This is so nuts. Listen to what you're saying.
It's paranoid delusion. It's really sad.
It's pathetic.
Burke, I don't know which species is worse.
They don't fuck each other over for a goddamn percentage.
All right, we waste him. No offense.
No, he's got to go back-
They cut the power.
What do you mean "they" cut the power? They're animals.
I want you two with trackers checking the corridors! Move!
-Gorman, watch Burke. -I got him.
Newt, stay close.
-I'll go this side. -You do that, man.
Anything?
There's something.
-It's inside the complex.
You're just reading me.
-No, it ain't you.
They're inside the perimeter. They're in here.
Hudson, stay cool. Vasquez?
Hudson may be right.
Get back.
The signal's weird.
Must be some interference or something.
There's movement all over the place.
Get back to Operations. It's game time.
Newt.
Seal the door. Hurry!
Come on. Come on, get back.
Work fast.
Cover your eyes, Newt. Don't look at the light.
Movement. Signal's clean. Range, twenty meters.
They found a way in, something we missed.
We didn't miss anything.
Eighteen. Seventeen meters.
Something under the floor, not in the plans.
-Fifteen meters. -Ripley!
Definitely inside the barricades.
Let's go.
That's right outside the door. Get back!
This is a big fucking signal.
-How you doing, Vasquez? -Almost there.
That's it.
Twelve meters.
Eleven. Ten.
-They're right on us. -Nine meters.
Remember- short, controlled bursts.
Eight meters.
Seven.
Six.
-That's inside the room. -It's reading right!
You're not reading it right.
Five meters, man. Four. What the hell?
Oh, my God.
Give me the light.
Aah!
There they go! Get them !
-Come on! -Get them !
Do something, Gorman!
Look out! Look out! Look out!
There's more of them !
Medical! Get to medical!
Do it! Now!
Hudson, look out!
Aah!
Now!
Burke!
Open this door! Burke! Open it!
Aah!
Come on! Let's go! Fall back!
Go!
Die, you bastards! Die, motherfucker!
Burke!
Hudson!
Motherfucker!
Come on! Come on! Come and get it, baby!
I don't got all day! Come on, you bastard!
Come on! You, too! You want some of this? Fuck you!
Aah! Fuck you!
-Hicks! -Hudson!
Come on, Hicks, go!
It's locked!
Got it! Let's go!
Go! Go!
-Move, Gorman! -Seal it!
Burke! God damn you! Open this door!
Aah!
Get back.
Hurry up.
Gorman, get out of the way!
Ripley, this way.
Wait. Get behind me.
Whatever you do, do it fast.
-Hicks! -Come on, let's go.
Move!
-Which way to the landing field? -This way.
Go right.
This way.
-Which way? -Straight ahead and left.
Bishop, do you read me? Come in. Over.
The ship is on its way. ETA, sixteen minutes.
Stand by there. We're on our way.
-Which way now? -That way.
-No, wait. This way. -You sure?
Vasquez, move!
-Right up here. -Hicks!
-We're almost there. -Newt, wait!
Newt!
Yaaa!
Aah!
Vasquez!
Go!
Ohh! Oh, no!
Newt.
Up there, there's a shortcut across the roof.
Hicks.
You always were an asshole, Gorman.
Aah! Newt!
-Ripley! -Newt!
Hicks, get her! Hurry!
Oh! Hold on, Newt!
-I'm slipping! -Don't let go!
-Ripley! -Hold on.
-Help! -Got you.
I got you.
Aah!
Newt! No!
Come on. We can find her with this.
Stay where you are, Newt.
-Ripley! -We're coming.
Ripley!
This way.
-She's close. -Newt!
Ripley!
Where are you? Can you hear me?
-Newt! -Here! I'm here!
Where?
Newt, are you OK?
Gonna have to cut it.
Climb down, honey. We've got to cut through.
Newt? Now, don't move. Stay very still.
OK.
We're almost there. Hang in there, OK?
Hicks. Hurry.
-I know. -I mean it!
Newt, just stay still.
Aah!
Almost there.
No!
Newt!
No! No!
-Let's go. -No! They don't kill you!
They don't kill you! She's alive! She's alive!
All right, I believe you. She's alive.
We've got to go. Now!
-Hicks. -Get it off!
Aah! Get it off! Aah!
Here.
Go.
Come on, you can make it!
Bishop, how much time?
Plenty. Twenty-six minutes.
-We're not leaving. -We're not?
Ripley-
I don't want to hear about it. She's alive.
In 19 minutes, this area is gonna be a cloud of vapour...
the size of Nebraska.
-Don't let him leave. -We ain't going anywhere.
-See you, Hicks. -Dwayne.
It's Dwayne.
Ellen.
Don't be gone long, Ellen.
Attention. Emergency.
All personnel must evacuate immediately.
You now have fifteen minutes to reach minimum safe distance.
Attention. Emergency.
All personnel must evacuate immediately.
You now have fourteen minutes to reach minimum safe distance.
Aah!
Ripley! Ripley!
Grab on to me!
Hold on!
Let's go!
Behind us!
Attention. Emergency.
All personnel must evacuate immediately.
Attention. Emergency.
All personnel must evacuate immediately.
You now have four minutes to reach minimum safe distance.
Come on, God damn it!
Hold on to me!
Attention. Emergency.
All personnel must evacuate immediately.
You now have two minutes to reach minimum safe distance.
No.
Bishop, God damn you!
Close your eyes, baby.
Look!
Come on! Come on!
Punch it, Bishop!
It's OK. We're OK.
Hey.
We made it.
I knew you'd come.
He's gonna be all right.
He's just out. I had to give him another shot for the pain.
We need a stretcher to carry him up to medical.
OK.
I'm sorry if I scared you.
That platform was becoming too unstable.
I had to circle and hope things didn't get too rough...
to take you off.
Bishop...you did OK.
I did?
Oh, yeah.
Go! Move!
No! Here! Here!
Run!
Here!
Aah!
Get away from her, you bitch!
Come on! Come on!
Aah!
Ripley!
Aah!
Oh!
Aah!
Bishop!
-Mommy. -Oh, God!
Not bad for a human.
Are we gonna sleep all the way home?
All the way home.
Can I dream?
Yes, honey. I think we both can.
-Sleep tight. -Affirmative.