Quotes from
Aliens (1986)
Newt: We'd better get back, 'cause it'll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night... mostly.
[Pulling out his pump-action shotgun.]
Hicks: I like to keep this handy for close encounters.
Hudson: They're coming outta the walls. They're coming outta the goddamn walls!
[All doors have been welded closed against the advancing aliens.]
Hicks: Now all we need is a deck of cards.
Lt. Gorman: I'm coming in.
Private Hudson: I feel safer already.
Van Leuwin: Thank you, Officer Ripley, that will be all.
Ripley: God damn it, that's not all!! 'Cause if one of those things get down here then that will be all! And all this bullshit that you think is so important, you can kiss all that goodbye!
[To Queen Alien who's about to grab Newt.]
Ripley: Get away from her you bitch!
Ripley: Well, someone's gonna have to go down there, take a portable transmitter and patch in.
Hudson: Yeah, sure, with those things running around? You can count me out.
Hicks: Well I guess we can count you out of everything then.
Hudson: That's right, man.
Bishop: I'll go. I mean, I'm the only one qualified to remote-pilot the ship anyway.
Hudson: That's right, man, Bishop should go. Good idea!
Ripley: These people are here to protect you. They are soldiers.
Newt: It won't make any difference.
[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: What do those pulse rifles fire?
Gorman: 10 millimeter explosive tip caseless. Standard light armor piercing round. Why?
Cpl. Hicks: Hey! I know we're all in strung out shape but stay frosty and alert. We can't afford to let one of those bastards in here.
Ellen Ripley: I don't know which species is worse. You don't see them fucking each other over for a goddamn percentage!
Sergeant Apone: All right, people, 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!
Ripley: They cut the power.
Private Hudson: What do you mean "they cut the power"? How could they cut the power, man? They're animals!
Private Hudson: Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?
Private Vasquez: No, have you?
Private Vasquez: Look man! I only need to know one thing: where they are.
Hudson: Is this going to be a standup fight, sir, or another bughunt?
Gorman: All we know is that there is still is no contact with the colony, and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Frost: Excuse me sir, a what?
Gorman: A xenomorph.
Hicks: It's a bughunt.
[When they are dropped over LV-426]
Private Hudson: We're on an express elevator to hell - going down!
Bishop: I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid.
[Lieutenant Gorman orders the troops to unload all their weapons before the first alien encounter]
Private Frost: What the hell are we supposed to use, man? Harsh language?
Private Hudson: Yeah, but it's a dry heat!
Corporal Hicks: Remember: short, controlled bursts.
Newt: My mommy always said there were no monsters---no real ones---but there are.
Ripley: Yes, there are.
Newt: Why do grown-ups say that?
Ripley: Because usually, it's true.
Private Hudson: In case you haven't been paying attention to current events, we just got our asses kicked, pal!
Private Hudson: Let's just bug out and call it even, OK?
Ellen Ripley: I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. That's the only way to be sure.
Private Hudson: Fuckin' A...
Burke: Ho-ho-hold on one second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
Ellen Ripley: They can *bill* me.
[The drop-ship crashes]
Private Hudson: Well that's great, that's just fuckin' great man, now what the fuck are we supposed to do? We're in some real pretty shit now man... That's it man, game over man, game over, man! Game over! What the fuck are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?
Bishop: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Private Hudson: Well that's a switch.
Carter J. Burke: I thought you were smarter than that, Ripley.
Ellen Ripley: Well, I'm happy to disappoint you.
Ellen Ripley: How long before we're declared overdue can we expect a rescue?
Corporal Hicks: Seventeen days.
Private Hudson: Seventeen days? Look 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...
Ellen Ripley: Hudson!
Private Hudson: ...and they're gonna come in here AND THEY'RE GONNA KILL US!
Ellen Ripley: HUDSON! This little girl survived longer than that with no weapons and no training, right?
Private Hudson: So why don't you put her in charge?
[Gorman has just run out of ammo, and it is clear they will now both die]
Private J. Vasquez: You always were an asshole, Gorman.
Smart Gunner Private J. Vasquez: Hey, mira. Who's Snow White?
Drop Ship Pilot Corporal C. Ferro: She's supposed to be some kind of consultant. Apparently she saw an alien once.
Communications Technician Private W. Hudson: Well whoopee-fuckin'-do, hey, I'm impressed.
Corporal Dwayne Hicks: Guess the new lieutenant's too good to eat with the rest of us grunts.
Private R. Frost: Man's definitely got a corncob up his ass.
Communications Technician Private W. Hudson: Hey top, what's the op?
Ground Troup Commander Sergeant A. Apone: You'll love it, it's a rescue mission. There's some juicy colonists' daughters we have to rescue from their virginity.
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