This is commercial towing vehicle Nostromo out of the Solomons, registration number 1-8-0-niner-2-4-6-0-niner. Calling Antarctica traffic control. Do you read me? Over.
Ripley
You are my lucky star... Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky.
Ripley
Mother?! I've turned the cooling unit back on... MOTHER-R??!!
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.
Ripley
Danger, the emergency destruct sequence has now been activated. The ship will self-destruct in t-minus, ten minutes. The option to override automatic detonation will expire in t-minus, FIVE MINUTES.
MOTHER
The option to override automatic detonation will expire in t-minus, THREE MINUTES. YOU NOW HAVE ONE MINUTE TO ABANDON SHIP... THE SHIP WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN T-MINUS ONE MINUTE.
MOTHER
I think it's safe to assume that it isn't a zombie.
Ash
Alien life form. Looks like it's been dead a long time. Fossilized. Looks like it's growing out of the chair. Bones are bent outward, like he exploded from inside.
Dallas
Man, this is the worst shit I've ever seen.
Brett
Man, this is the worst shit I've ever seen.
Brett
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Brett
Man, I feel dead.
Kane
It's a robot! Ash is a god damn robot!
Parker
It's got a wonderful defense mechanism. You don't dare kill it.
Parker
Look, will you open the god-damn hatch, we have to get him inside!!
Lambert