[last lines] Ripley: Final report of the commercial starship Nostromo, third officer reporting. The other members of the crew, Kane, Lambert, Parker, Brett, Ash and Captain Dallas, are dead. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in ab...
Ripley: Whenever he says *anything* you say "right," Brett, you know that? Brett: Right. Ripley: Parker, what do you think? Your staff just follows you around and says "right". Just like a regular parrot. Parker: [laughs] Yeah, shape up. What are you...
Dallas: Something has attached itself to him. We have to get him to the infirmary right away. Ripley: What kind of thing? I need a clear definition. Dallas: An organism. Open the hatch. Ripley: Wait a minute. If we let it in, the ship could be infect...
[Ripley has tried in vain to disengage the Nostromo's self-destruct] Ripley: Mother! I've turned the cooling unit back on. Mother! Mother: The ship will automatically destruct in "T" minus five minutes. Ripley: You... BITCH! [smashes computer monitor...
Ripley: Did you ever ship out with Ash before? Dallas: I went out five times with another science officer. They replaced him two days before we left Thedus with Ash. Hmm? Ripley: I don't trust him. Dallas: Well, I don't trust anybody.
Lambert: I can't see a goddamn thing. Kane: Quit griping. Lambert: I like griping.
Ripley: Micro changes in air density, my ass.
Ripley: What's it key off? Ash: Micro changes in air density.
Parker: It's a robot. Ash is a god damn robot.
Ash: There is an explanation for this, you know.
Ripley: [nervously eyeing Alien while she pushes buttons] You are my lucky star. You... Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky.
Brett: Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Meaow. Here Jonesy.
Ripley: Will you listen to me, Parker? Shut up! Parker: Let's hear it. Let's hear it. Ripley: It's using the air shafts. Parker: You don't know that. Ripley: That's the only way. We'll move in pairs. We'll go step by step and cut off every bulkhead a...
Dallas: [looks at a pen being dissolved by alien's body fluid] I haven't seen anything like that except, uh, molecular acid. Brett: It must be using it for blood. Parker: It's got a wonderful defense mechanism. You don't dare kill it.
Parker: Uh, before we dock, I think we oughta discuss the bonus situation. Brett: Right. Parker: Brett and I, we think we oughta - we deserve full shares, right baby? Brett: Right. You see, Mr. Parker and I feel that the bonus situation has never bee...
Ripley: Ash. Any suggestions from you or Mother? Ash: No, we're still collating. Ripley: [laughing in disbelief] You're what? You're still collating? I find that hard to believe. Ash: What would you like me to do? Ripley: Just what you've been doing,...
Ash: Ripley, for God's sake, this is the first time that we've encountered a species like this. It has to go back. All sorts of tests have to be made. Ripley: Ash, are you kidding? This thing bled acid. Who knows what it's gonna do when it's dead? As...
