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Aliens had some good quotes too...
[after making a plan to weld the doors shut and put the sentry units]
Hicks: Outstanding. Now all we need is a deck of cards.
Gorman: Hicks, meet me at the south lock. We're coming in.
Hicks: Roger.
Hudson: [to Vasquez] He's comin' in. I feel safer already.
Ripley: These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers.
Newt: It won't make any difference.
Drake: Hey, Hicks. Man, you look just like I feel.
Hudson: He's dead. You're dog-meat, pal!
Hicks: All right, we waste him. No offense.
Apone: All right, sweethearts, what are you waiting for? Breakfast in bed? Another glorious day in the Corps! A day in the Marine Corps is like a day on the farm. Every meal's a banquet! Every paycheck a fortune! Every formation a parade! I LOVE the Corps!
Hudson: Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?
Vasquez: No. Have you?
Hudson: Is this gonna be a standup fight, sir, or another bughunt?
Gorman: All we know is that there's still no contact with the colony, and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Frost: Excuse me sir, a-a what?
Gorman: A xenomorph.
Hicks: It's a bughunt.
Ferro: Stand by to initiate release sequencer. On my mark. Five. Four.
Hudson: We're on an express elevator to hell; going down!
Frost: Hot as hell in here.
Hudson: Yeah man, but it's a dry heat!
Hudson: Hey, maybe you haven't been keeping up on current events, but we just got our ***** kicked, pal!
Hudson: Let's just bug out and call it even, OK? What are we talking about this for?
Ripley: I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
Burke: Ho-ho-hold on, hold on one second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
Ripley: They can *bill* me.
Hudson: That's it man, game over man, game over! What the (blank) are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?
Burke: Maybe we could build a fire, sing a couple of songs, huh? Why don't we try that?
Bishop: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Hudson: Well that's a switch.
Ripley: How long after we're declared overdue can we expect a rescue?
Hicks: [pause] Seventeen days.
Hudson: Seventeen *days?* Hey man, I don't wanna rain on your parade, but we're not gonna last seventeen *hours!* Those things are gonna come in here just like they did before. And they're gonna come in here...
Ripley: Hudson!
Hudson: ...and they're gonna come in here AND THEY'RE GONNA GET US!
Ripley: *Hudson!* This little girl survived longer than that with no weapons and no training.
[to Newt]
Ripley: Right?
[Newt apes a salute]
Hudson: Why don't you put her in charge?
Hudson: Hey top, what's the op?
Apone: It's a rescue mission, you'll love it. There's some juicy colonists' daughters we have to rescue from their virginity. Heh!
Hudson: Stop your grinnin' and drop your linen!
Hudson: Man, this floor is freezing.
Apone: What do you want me to do, fetch your slippers for you?
Hudson: Gee, would you sir? I'd like that.
[Apone pulls down the skin under his left eye with middle finger]
Apone: Look into my eye.
Ripley: Did IQs just drop sharply while I was away?
[Ripley slaps away the tray of food Bishop offers her]
Frost: I guess she don't like the cornbread, either.
Apone: Allright, sweethearts, you heard the man and you know the drill! *******s and elbows!
Frost: Man, I'm telling you, I got a bad feeling about this drop.
Crowe: You always say that, Frost. You always say, "I got a bad feeling about this drop."
Frost: Okay, okay. When we get back without you, I'll call your folks.
[a facehugger trapped in a stasis tube tries unsuccessfully to attack Burke]
Hicks: Looks like love at first sight to me. Oh, he likes you, Burke!
[special edition]
[during the drop to LV-426]
Hudson: I'm ready, man, check it out. I am the ultimate ******! State of the ****** art! You do NOT wanna (blank) with me. Check it out! Hey Ripley, don't worry. Me and my squad of ultimate ******es will protect you! Check it out! Independently targeting particle beam phalanx. Vwap! Fry half a city with this puppy. We got tactical smart missiles, phase-plasma pulse rifles, RPGs, we got sonic electronic ball breakers! We got nukes, we got knives, sharp sticks...
Apone: Knock it off, Hudson. All right, gear up.
Hudson: Oh dear Lord Jesus, this ain't happening, man... This can't be happening, man! This isn't happening!
[Hudson is frantically mowing down aliens]
Hudson: Come on! Come on! Come and get it, baby! Come on! I don't got all day! Come on! Come on! Come on you *******! Come on, you too! Oh, you want some of this? (blank) you!
Gorman: Any questions?
[Hudson raises his hand]
Gorman: What is it, private?
Hudson: How do I get out of this chicken(blank) outfit?
Ripley: Get away from her, you ******!*
Gorman: Apone! Look... we can't have any firing in there. I, uh... I want you to collect magazines from everybody.
Hudson: Is he (blank)n' crazy?
Frost: What the hell are we supposed to use man? Harsh language?
Hudson: Maybe we got 'em demoralized.
Hudson: We're all gonna die man.
Ripley: [referring to the doll] Look, no bad dreams there.
Newt: Ripley, she doesn't have bad dreams because she's just a piece of plastic.
Ripley: You know, Burke, I don't know which species is worse. You don't see them (blank)ing each other over for a (goshdern) percentage.
[after making a plan to weld the doors shut and put the sentry units]
Hicks: Outstanding. Now all we need is a deck of cards.
Gorman: Hicks, meet me at the south lock. We're coming in.
Hicks: Roger.
Hudson: [to Vasquez] He's comin' in. I feel safer already.
Ripley: These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers.
Newt: It won't make any difference.
Drake: Hey, Hicks. Man, you look just like I feel.
Hudson: He's dead. You're dog-meat, pal!
Hicks: All right, we waste him. No offense.
Apone: All right, sweethearts, what are you waiting for? Breakfast in bed? Another glorious day in the Corps! A day in the Marine Corps is like a day on the farm. Every meal's a banquet! Every paycheck a fortune! Every formation a parade! I LOVE the Corps!
Hudson: Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?
Vasquez: No. Have you?
Hudson: Is this gonna be a standup fight, sir, or another bughunt?
Gorman: All we know is that there's still no contact with the colony, and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Frost: Excuse me sir, a-a what?
Gorman: A xenomorph.
Hicks: It's a bughunt.
Ferro: Stand by to initiate release sequencer. On my mark. Five. Four.
Hudson: We're on an express elevator to hell; going down!
Frost: Hot as hell in here.
Hudson: Yeah man, but it's a dry heat!
Hudson: Hey, maybe you haven't been keeping up on current events, but we just got our ***** kicked, pal!
Hudson: Let's just bug out and call it even, OK? What are we talking about this for?
Ripley: I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
Burke: Ho-ho-hold on, hold on one second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
Ripley: They can *bill* me.
Hudson: That's it man, game over man, game over! What the (blank) are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?
Burke: Maybe we could build a fire, sing a couple of songs, huh? Why don't we try that?
Bishop: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Hudson: Well that's a switch.
Ripley: How long after we're declared overdue can we expect a rescue?
Hicks: [pause] Seventeen days.
Hudson: Seventeen *days?* Hey man, I don't wanna rain on your parade, but we're not gonna last seventeen *hours!* Those things are gonna come in here just like they did before. And they're gonna come in here...
Ripley: Hudson!
Hudson: ...and they're gonna come in here AND THEY'RE GONNA GET US!
Ripley: *Hudson!* This little girl survived longer than that with no weapons and no training.
[to Newt]
Ripley: Right?
[Newt apes a salute]
Hudson: Why don't you put her in charge?
Hudson: Hey top, what's the op?
Apone: It's a rescue mission, you'll love it. There's some juicy colonists' daughters we have to rescue from their virginity. Heh!
Hudson: Stop your grinnin' and drop your linen!
Hudson: Man, this floor is freezing.
Apone: What do you want me to do, fetch your slippers for you?
Hudson: Gee, would you sir? I'd like that.
[Apone pulls down the skin under his left eye with middle finger]
Apone: Look into my eye.
Ripley: Did IQs just drop sharply while I was away?
[Ripley slaps away the tray of food Bishop offers her]
Frost: I guess she don't like the cornbread, either.
Apone: Allright, sweethearts, you heard the man and you know the drill! *******s and elbows!
Frost: Man, I'm telling you, I got a bad feeling about this drop.
Crowe: You always say that, Frost. You always say, "I got a bad feeling about this drop."
Frost: Okay, okay. When we get back without you, I'll call your folks.
[a facehugger trapped in a stasis tube tries unsuccessfully to attack Burke]
Hicks: Looks like love at first sight to me. Oh, he likes you, Burke!
[special edition]
[during the drop to LV-426]
Hudson: I'm ready, man, check it out. I am the ultimate ******! State of the ****** art! You do NOT wanna (blank) with me. Check it out! Hey Ripley, don't worry. Me and my squad of ultimate ******es will protect you! Check it out! Independently targeting particle beam phalanx. Vwap! Fry half a city with this puppy. We got tactical smart missiles, phase-plasma pulse rifles, RPGs, we got sonic electronic ball breakers! We got nukes, we got knives, sharp sticks...
Apone: Knock it off, Hudson. All right, gear up.
Hudson: Oh dear Lord Jesus, this ain't happening, man... This can't be happening, man! This isn't happening!
[Hudson is frantically mowing down aliens]
Hudson: Come on! Come on! Come and get it, baby! Come on! I don't got all day! Come on! Come on! Come on you *******! Come on, you too! Oh, you want some of this? (blank) you!
Gorman: Any questions?
[Hudson raises his hand]
Gorman: What is it, private?
Hudson: How do I get out of this chicken(blank) outfit?
Ripley: Get away from her, you ******!*
Gorman: Apone! Look... we can't have any firing in there. I, uh... I want you to collect magazines from everybody.
Hudson: Is he (blank)n' crazy?
Frost: What the hell are we supposed to use man? Harsh language?
Hudson: Maybe we got 'em demoralized.
Hudson: We're all gonna die man.
Ripley: [referring to the doll] Look, no bad dreams there.
Newt: Ripley, she doesn't have bad dreams because she's just a piece of plastic.
Ripley: You know, Burke, I don't know which species is worse. You don't see them (blank)ing each other over for a (goshdern) percentage.