[She undresses for the hypersleep, leaves her clothes on the ground. She
starts pressing all sorts of buttons to prepare the ship for a long waiting
period. She walks towards some pipes and adjusts something there too.
Suddenly, a hand grabs for her. She startles, screams, and falls back. The
hand has six 'digits', with the second and third, and the fourth and fifth
grown together. It's the hand and the arm of the alien. Ripley runs off to a
locker and goes inside. The alien doesn't emerge from it's hiding place. It
moves very slow, and starts 'exercising' with it's mouth. Very slowly it's
inner mouth piece comes out, bites down, and is retracted inside the alien's
mouth again. Ripley looks around inside the locker and sees a few spacesuits
hanging. She steps in one of them and zips it up. She gets a harpoon gun,
and slowly she opens the door of the locker. The alien crawls around on the
floor, but does not approach her immediately. She sits down in a chair
nearby a panel and starts pulling some levers and pushing buttons, slowly.
She belts herself to the chair and starts singing to concentrate and wait.]

Ripley  : Well, come one. You are my lucky star... You are my lucky star...
You-iy. Lucky, lucky, lucky... Come on. You are my lucky star. You
are my lucky star. You are my lucky star. You are my lucky star.
You are my lucky star.

[She presses a button, and a small panel slides open. She presses a button.
Somewhere, hot gas is pumped inside the room. She releases the button, and
it stops. She presses another button, and somewhere else, close to the
alien, hot air is blowing. She releases that one too. The she presses the
one in the middle of those two before. Hot air is blown in the alien's
hiding place. It screams and tries to get out of there. It falls to the
ground and slowly gets up. Ripley turns around, so she can't see it.]

Ripley  : You are my lucky star...

[The alien slowly comes closer, and then she turns her head and sees the
alien hissing behind her. She screams and turns to the panel, hits a button
and the outer door opens. All the air is sucked out of the shuttle, taking
the alien with it. The alien grabs hold of the door's slides, and hangs on.
Ripley gets her harpoon and shoots it in the stomache. The harpoon is
pulled away as the alien looses it's grib and falls outside. The harpoon
gets stuck, and the alien drifts outside, banging to the side of the ship.
It's still alive. It hangs behind the engines of the shuttle. Ripley hits
abutton, and the engines come to life, burning the alien and the rope. The
rope gives up, and the alien falls away into space. Ripley sinks back in
her chair, finally at ease.]

[Ripley sits in the chair, suit taken off, with normal air pressure in the
cabine.]
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 about six weeks. With a little
luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor
of the Nostromo. Signing off.
[She turns the logging off, and get Jones.]
Come on, cat.

[Shot of Ripley lying in the freezer in the shuttle.]
[shot of the shuttle moving slowly through space.]