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: You're a thing, a construct. They grew you in a fucking lab.
: Right, you're the "new model" droid. You can access the mainframe by remote. Annalee Call
: No, I can't. I burned my modem. We all did.
: Why do you care what happens to them? Annalee Call
: Because I'm programmed to. Ripley
: You're programmed to be an asshole? You're the new asshole model they're putting out?
: Jesus Christ, Johner, what do you put in this shit, battery acid? Johner
: Just for color.
: He is breeding an alien species. More than dangerous. If those things get loose, it's gonna make the Lacerta Plague look like a fucking square dance!
] Annalee Call
: [about Earth
] It's beautiful. Ripley
: Yeah. Annalee Call
: I didn't expect it to be. What happens now? Ripley
: I don't know. I'm a stranger here myself.
: Father's dead, asshole. Intruder on level one. All aliens, please proceed to level one.
: [about leaving Ripley, who has just been sucked into the alien lair, behind
] It's not right! Purvis
: I've been saying that all day.
: Then this little synthetic bitch is gonna plug into the Auriga, and she is gonna take us right back to home base, according to the standard emergency procedures. Annalee Call
: No, she's not! Distephano
: Are you crazy? You still wanna bring those things back to Earth? Johner
: Haven't you been payin' attention today? Dr. Wren
: Ah, the intellectual speaks.