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Ripley:
It's very pretty Bishop but what're we looking for?Bishop: That's it. The emergency venting.Private Hudson:Oh, that's beautiful, man. Oh man, that-that-that just beats it all.Corporal Hicks:How long till it blows?Bishop:Four hours. With a blast radius of thirty kilometers, equal to about forty megatons.Corporal Hicks:We got problems.Private Hudson:I don't believe this. I don't fucking *believe* this!Corporal Hicks:Vasquez, close the shutters.Ripley:Why can't we shut it down from here?Bishop:I'm sorry, the crash caused too much damage. An overload... is inevitable at this point.Private Hudson:Oh, man... and I was getting short. Four more weeks and out. Now I'm going to bite it on this rock. It ain't fair, man!Private Vasquez:Hudson, give us a break!Private Hudson:Four more weeks. Oh, man...Ripley:Well, we gotta get the other dropship from the Sulaco. I mean, there must be some way of bringing it down on remote.Private Hudson:How? The transmitter was on the APC. It's wasted.Ripley:Well, I don't care how but We better think of something. We better think of a way.Private Hudson:Think of what? We're *fucked*!Corporal Hicks: Shut up!Private Hudson:We're doomed!
It's very pretty Bishop but what're we looking for?Bishop: That's it. The emergency venting.Private Hudson:Oh, that's beautiful, man. Oh man, that-that-that just beats it all.Corporal Hicks:How long till it blows?Bishop:Four hours. With a blast radius of thirty kilometers, equal to about forty megatons.Corporal Hicks:We got problems.Private Hudson:I don't believe this. I don't fucking *believe* this!Corporal Hicks:Vasquez, close the shutters.Ripley:Why can't we shut it down from here?Bishop:I'm sorry, the crash caused too much damage. An overload... is inevitable at this point.Private Hudson:Oh, man... and I was getting short. Four more weeks and out. Now I'm going to bite it on this rock. It ain't fair, man!Private Vasquez:Hudson, give us a break!Private Hudson:Four more weeks. Oh, man...Ripley:Well, we gotta get the other dropship from the Sulaco. I mean, there must be some way of bringing it down on remote.Private Hudson:How? The transmitter was on the APC. It's wasted.Ripley:Well, I don't care how but We better think of something. We better think of a way.Private Hudson:Think of what? We're *fucked*!Corporal Hicks: Shut up!Private Hudson:We're doomed!
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It's very pretty Bishop but what are we looking for
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That's it Emergency venting
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That's beautiful man Man that that just beats it all
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How long till it blows Four hours
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With a blast radius of 30 kilometers
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equal to about 40 megatons
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We got problems
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I don't believe this I don't fucking believe this
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Vasquez close the shutters
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Why can't we shut it down from here
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I'm sorry The crash caused too much damage
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An overload is inevitable at this point
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Man and I was getting short
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Four more weeks and out Now I'm gonna buy it on this rock
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It ain't half fair man Hudson give us a break
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Four more weeks Man
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We've got to get the other drop ship from the sulaco
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I mean there must be some way of bringing it down on remote
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How The transmitter was on the A P C It's wasted
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I don't care how but we'd better think of something We'd better think of a way
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Think of what We're fucked We're doomed Shut up
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Movie Summary
Fifty-seven years after surviving an apocalyptic attack aboard her space vessel by merciless space creatures, Officer Ripley awakens from hyper-sleep and tries to warn anyone who will listen about the predators.




