Everyone stops in the sudden darkness,
realizing instinctively it is a new escalation in the
struggle. Hicks looks at the board. Everything is out.
Doors. Video screens.
RIPLEY
They cut the power.
HUDSON
What do you mean, they cut the
power? How could they cut the
power, man? They're animals.
INT. CORRIDOR 149
Hudson backtracks nervously, peering all around.
He looks stretched to the limit.
HUDSON
This signal's weird...must be
some interference or something.
There's movement all over the place...
RIPLEY
(voice over)
Just get back here!
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?
RIPLEY
How long before we're declared overdue can we expect a rescue?
HICKS
Seventeen days.
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...
RIPLEY
Hudson!
HUDSON
...and they're gonna come in here AND THEY'RE GONNA KILL US!
(photo: AP)
(dialogue from Aliens by James Cameron)
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