Alien

The food is terrible. Worst shit I've ever seen, man.

What you say? You got any biscuits over there?

I keep seeing corn bread.

- I am cold. - Still with us, Brett?

- Right. - Oh, I feel dead.

Anybody ever tell you you look dead, man?

[ Parker] Oh, yeah, right.

Now, I just forgot something, man.

Before we dock,

I think we oughta discuss the bonus situation.

Right. Brett and I, we think we oughta...

- We deserve full shares, right, baby? - You see, Mr. Parker and I...

Feel that the bonus situation has never been on an equitable level.

Well, you'll get what you're contracted for like everybody else.

Yes, but everybody else gets more than us.

Dallas, mother wants to talk to you.

Huh? Yeah, I saw it. Yellow light's for my eyes only.

Okay, get dressed, huh?

Parker, come on. Can I finish my coffee? Thank you.

It's the only thing good on this ship.

Morning, mother.

- Right. - Okay.

Plug us in.

Thank you.

- Where's earth? - You should know.

It's not our system.

Scan.

I can't believe this.

Contact traffic control.

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. Can you read me? Over.

Commercial towing vehicle nostromo out of the solomons,

registration number...

Nothing. Keep trying.

Calling Antarctica traffic control. Do you read me, Antarctica? Over.

I found it. Just short of zeta ii reticuli.

We haven't reached the outer rim yet. That's hard to believe.

What the hell are we doing out here?

I don't know. What the hell are you talking about?

- That's not our system. - I know that.

Do you ever notice how they never come down here?

I mean, this is where the work is, right?

Well, it's the same damn reason we get a half share to their one.

Our time is their time. That's the way they see it.

No, but— listen, man. Same old shit, man.

I think I know why they don't come down here.

It's because of you. You don't have no personality.

Wonder what they want now. What's going on down here?

Um, you happen to be in my seat. Can I have it? Yes, of course.

Thank you. I'm sorry.

What's happenin' now, baby?

Well, some of you may have figured out we're not home yet.

- We're only halfway there. - What?

Mother's interrupted the course of our journey.

Why? Yeah.

She's programmed to do that should certain conditions arise. They have.

Like what? It seems she has...

Intercepted a transmission of unknown origin.

She got us up to check it out. A transmission? Out here?

Yeah. What kind of a transmission?

Acoustical beacon. It repeats at intervals of 12 seconds.

I don't know.

Human?

Unknown. Well, so what?

We are obligated under section eight...

I hate to bring this up, but, uh,

this is a commercial ship, not a rescue ship.

Right. And it's not in my contract to do this kind of duty.

And what about the money? If you wanna give me some money, I'll be happy to oblige.

The man's right. Let's go over the bonus situation.

- I'm sorry. Can I say something? - Let's talk about the bonus more.

There is a clause in the contract which specifically states...

Any systematized transmission indicating a possible intelligent origin...

Must be investigated. I don't wanna hear it.

We don't know if it's intelligent. I wanna go home and party.

Parker, will you just listen to the man?

On penalty of total forfeiture of shares. No money.

You got that?

- Well, yeah. - All right, we're going in.

Yeah. We're goin' in, aren't we?

Can we all hear that, lambert?

Good god.

Doesn't sound like any radio signal I've heard.

Maybe it's a voice. Well, we'll soon know.

Can you hone in on that?

What was the, uh, position?

6550-99.

All right. It found the quadrant.

Ascension: Six minutes, 20 seconds.

Declination: 39 degrees, two seconds.

Okay. Put that on the screen for me.

All right. Well, that's it.

It's a planetoid. 1200 kilometers.

It's tiny. Any rotation?

About two hours.

What about gravity?

Point eight-six.

You can walk on it.

Approaching orbital apogee.

Mark 12, 11...

Equatorial orbit nailed.

Nine, eight seconds on descent.

Grids energized. Fields focused. Five. Four...

- D.o.r.'s on line. - How's the status on the lifters?

Give me an ac pressure reading.

Forty-eight seconds and counting.

Sr-1 stable.

Prepare to disengage from platform.

Mark, 20 seconds. Eighteen, 17...

Twelve, 11, 10,

nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four,

three, two, one, lock.

Disengage.

Umbilicus clear.

Money's safe. Let's take her down.

Nine, eight, seven...

Roll 92 degrees port yaw.

Prime to port.

Prime ventral. Prime dorsal.

Down a degree.

39, 000 meters.

[ Dallas over radio, indistinct ]

Turbulence.

Locked and floating. You can drop us anytime now. We'll catch you.

Inertial damping's going off. Hold on, people. There's gonna be a little bump.

What the hell was that?

Pressure drop in intake three. Must've lost a shield.

Let's go with it.

Dropping off now.

Still dropping.

Here we are. We've got it.

Take her down.

Navigation lights on.

We've got 5-3 still out. No problem. Just down 11%.

Grid status okay.

Nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one.

Kill drive engines.

What the hell happened?

Somebody give me a straight answer!

- Is the hull breached? - I don't see anything. We've still got pressure.

- Hit the screen. - Right.

Secondary load sharing unit...

Is out.

Three to four cells are gone.

Is that it? No, hold on.

We can't fix it out here anyway, and we need to reroute...

A couple of these ducts, wouldn't you say, Brett? Dry dock time.

Dry dock. Tell her we need to dry-dock.

Look, we couldn't fix it out here anyway.

We gotta reroute all these ducts,

and in order to do that we've got to dry-dock.

What else?

Some fragments kicked up,

and we've got to clean it all out and repressurize it.

How long before we're functional?

Look, what is— what— It's 17 hours, tell her.

At least 25 hours. Yeah.

Get started on the floor panel. I'll be right down.

What the hell's she comin' down here for?

She better stay the fuck out of my way, I'll tell you that.

I'd like to see what she's gonna do when she gets here.

Any response yet? [Ash I no. Absolutely nothing.

Except the same transmission every 12 seconds.

All the other channels are dead.

Kick on the floods.

We can't go anywhere in this. Mmm.

Well, mother says the sun's coming up in 20 minutes.

How far are we from the source of transmission? Uh, northeast.

Just under 2,000 meters.

Walking distance?

Well...

Can you give me an atmospheric? Yes.

Oh.

It's almost primordial.

There's inert nitrogen,

high concentration of carbon dioxide crystals, methane.

I'm working on the trace elements.

Anything else? Yes.

It's...

Rock, lava base,

and deep cold.

Well below the line. Mm-hmm.

I'll volunteer to be in the first group to go out.