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Dallas : Standard procedure is to do, what the hell they tell you to do. Ripley : Did you ever ship out with Ash before? Dallas : I've been out five times with another science officer. They replaced him... two days before we left Ethos (?), with Ash. Hm? Ripley : [pleadingly] I don't trust him... Dallas : I don't trust anybody. What's happening with the repairs, how is it going? Ripley : Oh, the bridge is finished now. Dallas : Why the hell didn't you tell me so? Ripley : Well, because there's still some things left to do! Dallas : Like what? Ripley : Well... We're blind on B and C decks, the- The reserve powersystems are gone- Dallas : Oh, now, that's a bunch a horse shit. We can take off without that. Ripley : Why, yeah, we _can_, you think that's a good idea? Dallas : Look. I just wanna get the hell outta here, allright?
[shot of the Nostromo taking off] Brett : Dust in the in-takes again! Number two is overheating! Parker : Spit on it for two minutes, would you, for christ's sake? Ripley : [through intercom] We're hot, we're getting hotter! Engine crew, reclive (?) status! Ash : Good profile, as far few. (???) Lambert : One kilometre, on ascension. Ripley : Engage artificial gravity. Lambert : Engaged. Ripley : I'm altering the vector... Now.
Dallas : We're good on D and G... Drule... Lock on D.H.C.S. Lambert : Inhibit C and G control- Ripley : Stratch retract. Parker : Stratched retracted. Lambert : Max stressed in fifth overload! Dallas : Ok, ease the bird, ease the bird... She's grating (?) beautifully.
[the Nostromo takes off without many other problems] Dallas : Walk in the park! Parker : We fixed that on, it stayes fixed, that was one, ey Brett, ey? Ripley : [laughs] Brett : Great.
[in space, all is calm again] [Kane is still in coma. All the others sit in the mess.] Parker : What I think we should do is just freeze him. I mean, he's got a desease, why don't we stop it were it is? He can always go to a doctor when we're back home. Brett : Right. Ripley : Whenever he says _anything_ you say "Right!", Brett, you know that? Brett : Right! Ripley : Parker, whatta you think... Your staff just follows you around and says: "Right!"?!? Looks like a regular parrot... Parker : [laughs] Yes... What, are you some kind of parrot? [laughs] Brett : Right! Dallas : Oh, come on, knock it off! Kane will have to go into quarantine and that's that. Ripley : Yes, and so will we! Lambert : Why, how about a little something to lower your spirits? Dallas : Tell me, will you please? Lambert : Well, according to my calculations based on the timespec to and from the planet... Dallas : Just give me the short version. How far it is? Lambert : Ten months. Ripley : Oh God... Brett : Right.
[A buzzer goes off. Dallas presses a button on the intercom] Ripley : Dallas, I think you should come and see Kane. Dallas : Has his condition changed? Ash : It's simpler if you would just come and see him. Ripley : We're on our way. Brett : Right. [everybody leaves]
[shot of the infirmary. Kane is up, sitting on the table he has been lying on. Everybody is releaved his well again. Kane rubs his neck and looks around wondering what has happened.] Lambert : How are you doing? Kane : What...? Dallas : How're you doing? Kane : Terrific, next silly question! [everyone laughs a bit. Ash hands him a paper cup with water] Kane : Oh- Thank you. [he drinks] Dallas : You remember anything about the planet? Kane : [thinking] [shakes his head trying to remember] Ripley : What is the last thing you do remember? Hm? Kane : I remember some horrible dream about smuthering, and... [he pauses and suddenly turns around, not wanting to think about it anymore] Any- Any- Anyway, where are we? Dallas : We're right here! Ripley : We're on our way home! Brett : Right! Back to the old freezerinos... [smiles at Kane] Kane : Oh... Now... I have to get something to eat before... We go back... [everyone laughs] Parker : I need a little myse- [laughs] Dallas : Hmmm... Yeah... Right... One more meal before bedtime, I'm buying!
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