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[all the prisoners call Aaron "85"]
Ripley: What's this "eighty-five" thing?
David: A couple of us sneaked a look at his personnel file the day he arrived. It's his IQ.

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[repeated line]
Parker: So, um, we think we should discuss the bonus situation...

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[Ripley is looking for the alien]
Ripley: Don't be afraid, I'm part of the family.

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[Ripley gets out of bed naked]
Ripley: Wanna get me some clothes, or should I just go like this?
Clemens: Given the nature of our indigenous population, I would suggest clothes. None of them have seen a woman in years.
[under his breath]
Clemens: Neither have I, for that matter.

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[the prisoners hesitate to go against the alien and ask why they can't wait for the company to bring them some guns]
Ripley: Because they won't kill it. They might kill you just for having seen it but they're not gonna kill it.
Aaron: That is crazy! That is horse shit! They will not kill *us*!
Ripley: When they first heard

about this thing, it was "crew expendable". The next time they sent in marines - they were expendable too. What makes you think they're gonna care about a bunch of lifers who found God at the ass-end of space? You really think they're gonna let you interfere with their plans for this thing? They think we're - we're crud. And they don't give a fuck about one friend of yours that's - that's died.

Not one.

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Ripley: How 'bout leveling with me? Well, when I asked how you got assigned here you avoided the question. And then when I asked about the prison ID tattooed on the back of your head you ducked me again.
Clemens: It's a long, sad story. And more than a little melodramatic.
Ripley: Try me.
Clemens: [smiles] If

you insist. After my student years, despite the fact that I had become secretly addicted to morphine, I was considered to be most promising. A man with a future. Then during my first residency I did a thirty-six hour stretch on an ER. So I went out and I got more than a little drunk. Then I got called back. Boiler had blown on a fuel plant and there were thirty casualties. And eleven of them died.

Not as a result of the accident but because I prescribed the wrong dosage of painkiller. And I got seven years in prison and my licence reduced to a 3C.
[pause]
Clemens: At least I got off the morphine.

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Kane: We have Parker. Can Brett be far behind?

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[repeated line]
Brett: Right.

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Andrews: This is Rumor Control. Here are the facts!

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Ripley: Are you attracted to me?
Clemens: In what way?
Ripley: In that way.
Clemens: Very direct.
Ripley: I've been out here a long time.

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[Dillon saves Ripley from being raped by fellow inmates, beating them severely with a metal bar]
Dillon: Take off. I gotta "re-educate" some of the brothers! We're gonna discuss some matters of the spirit.

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Ash: Primordial... deep cold... way below the line...

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Ash: Oh, Mother says the sun's coming up in twenty minutes

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Kane: I'll volunteer to be in the first group to go out.
Dallas: Yeah, that figures.

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Parker: [last line, to Lambert] Get out of the room!

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Parker: It's got a great defense mechanism... you don't dare kill it...

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[Clemens rises after making love with Ripley]
Clemens: I really appreciate your affections. But I am aware that they deflected my question. In the nicest possible way, of course.

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Dillon: Do you have any faith, sister?
Ripley: Not much.
Dillon: Well, we've got a lot of faith here. Enough even for you.
Ripley: I thought women weren't allowed.
Dillon: Well, we've never had any before. But we tolerate anybody. Even the intolerable.

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[last lines]
Ripley: [playback of a recording, interrupted by static] Ash, Captain Dallas are dead. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.

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Ripley: I just wanted to, um, say thanks for what you said at the funeral. My friends would have appreciated it.
Dillon: Yeah, well you don't wanna know me, lady. I'm a murderer and rapist of women.
Ripley: Really?
[pause]
Ripley: Well, I guess I must make you nervous.