[Ripley slaps away the tray of food Bishop offers her] Frost: I guess she don't like the cornbread, either.
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.
[repeated line] Apone: Knock it off, Hudson!
Vasquez: Whatever you're gonna do, do it fast!
Ripley: I dunno how you managed to stay alive, but you're one brave kid, Rebecca. Newt: [whispers] N... Newt... Ripley: What'd you say? Newt: Newt. My name's Newt. Nobody calls me Rebecca, except my brother.
Ripley: Bishop, how much time? Bishop: Plenty, 26 minutes! Ripley: We're not leaving! Bishop: We're not?
[Hicks is dozing through an extremely turbulent entry into a planetoid's atmosphere] Apone: [laconically] Somebody wake up Hicks.
Ripley: [to Jones, the cat] And you, you little shit-head... you're staying here.
Hudson: Maybe we got 'em demoralized.
Spunkmeyer: [during breakfast] What's this crap supposed to be? Frost: Cornbread, I think. Hicks: It's good for you, boy. Eat it.
Hudson: [Knowing that the Aliens are close, Hicks and Vasquez are welding the door shut] Movement. Signal's clean. Range, 20 meters. Ripley: They've found a way in, something we've missed. Hicks: We didn't miss anything. Hudson: 17 meters. Ripley: [C...
Ripley: Van Leuwin, why don't you just check out LV426? Van Leuwin: Because I don't have to. There have been people living there for 20 years and they've never complained about any hostile organisms. Ripley: What do you mean? What people? Van Leuwin:...
[in the Special Edition] Ripley: [finds out that her daughter had died 57 years before] Amy... I promised her I'd be home for her birthday. Her 11th birthday.
Hicks: Looks like the new lieutenant's too good to eat with the rest of us grunts. Frost: Boy's definitely got a corncob up his ass.
Newt: [to Ripley after they return to the ship] I knew you'd come.
[On whether she would return to LV-426] Ripley: Now please leave. I am not going back, and I am... I would not be any good to you if I did.
Ripley: Lieutenant, what do those pulse rifles fire? Gorman: 10 millimeter explosive tip caseless. Standard light armor piercing round, why? Ripley: Well, look where your team is. They're right under the primary heat exchangers. Gorman: So? Ripley: S...
Hicks: We're all in strung out shape, but stay frosty, and alert. We can't afford to let one of those bastards in here.
