Aliens (1986) Poster

(1986)

Lance Henriksen: Bishop

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  • Ripley : Well, somebody's gonna have to go out there. Take a portable terminal, go out there and patch in manually.

    Private Hudson : Oh yeah, sure! With those things runnin' around? You can count me out.

    Corporal Hicks : Yeah, I guess we can just count you out of everything, Hudson.

    Bishop : [speaking under Hicks]  I'll go.

    Private Hudson : That's right, man.

    Bishop : I'll go.

    Private Hudson : Hey, why don't *you* go, man!

    Bishop : [more loudly]  I'll go.

    Ripley : What?

    Bishop : I'll go. I mean, I'm the only one qualified to remote-pilot the ship anyway.

    Private Hudson : Yeah right, man, Bishop should go.

    [Vasquez looks at Hudson with disgust] 

    Private Hudson : Good idea!

    Bishop : Believe me, I'd prefer not to. I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid.

  • Bishop : [puzzled by Ripley's reaction towards him]  Is there a problem?

    Burke : I'm sorry. I don't know why I didn't even... Ripley's last trip out, the syn- the artificial person malfunctioned.

    Ripley : "Malfunctioned"?

    Burke : There were problems and a-a few deaths were involved.

    Bishop : I'm shocked. Was it an older model?

    Burke : Yeah, the Hyperdine System's 120-A2.

    Bishop : Well, that explains it then. The A2s always were a bit twitchy. That could never happen now with our behavioral inhibitors. It is impossible for me to harm or by omission of action, allow to be harmed, a human being.

  • Lieutenant Gorman : [referring to the knife game]  I thought you never missed, Bishop.

    [Ripley looks up to see a white milky substance leaking from between Bishop's thumb and index fingers] 

    Ripley : [to Burke in an accusatory tone]  You never said anything about an android being on board! Why not?

    Burke : Pff, it never... never occurred to me. It's just common practice. We always have a synthetic on board.

    Bishop : I prefer the term "Artificial Person" myself.

  • Bishop : [echoing a compliment Ripley paid to him]  Not bad for a human.

  • Ripley : They grab the colonists, they move them over there and they immobilize them to be hosts for more of these. Which would mean that there would have to be a lot of these parasites, right? One for each colonist. That's over a hundred at least.

    Bishop : Yes, that follows.

    Ripley : But each one of these things comes from an egg, right? So who's laying these eggs?

    Bishop : I'm not sure. It must be something we haven't seen yet.

  • [after Ripley and Newt's narrow rescue by Bishop] 

    Bishop : I'm sorry if I scared you. That platform was just becoming too unstable. I had to circle and hope that things didn't get too rough to take you off.

    Ripley : Bishop, you did okay.

    Bishop : I did?

    Ripley : Oh, yeah.

  • Ripley : It's very pretty Bishop but what're we looking for?

    Bishop : [pointing at gas coming from the reactor]  That's it. The emergency venting.

    Private Hudson : Oh, that's beautiful, man. Oh man, that-that-that just beats it all.

    Corporal Hicks : How long till it blows?

    Bishop : Four hours. With a blast radius of thirty kilometers, equal to about forty megatons.

    Corporal Hicks : We got problems.

    Private Hudson : I don't believe this. I don't fucking *believe* this!

    Corporal Hicks : Vasquez, close the shutters.

    Ripley : Why can't we shut it down from here?

    Bishop : I'm sorry, the crash caused too much damage. An overload... is inevitable at this point.

    Private Hudson : Oh, man... and I was getting short. Four more weeks and out. Now I'm going to bite it on this rock. It ain't fair, man!

    Private Vasquez : Hudson, give us a break!

    Private Hudson : Four more weeks. Oh, man...

    Ripley : Well, we gotta get the other dropship from the Sulaco. I mean, there must be some way of bringing it down on remote.

    Private Hudson : How? The transmitter was on the APC. It's wasted.

    Ripley : Well, I don't care how but we better think of something. We better think of a way.

    Private Hudson : Think of what? We're *fucked*!

    Corporal Hicks : [shouting over Hudson]  Shut up!

    Private Hudson : We're doomed!

  • Ripley : Bishop, how much time?

    Bishop : Plenty, 26 minutes!

    Ripley : We're not leaving!

    Bishop : We're not?

  • Bishop : I'm afraid I have some bad news.

    Private Hudson : Well, that's a switch.

  • Ripley : There's still time.

    Bishop : In nineteen minutes, this area's gonna be a cloud of vapor the size of Nebraska.

  • [Bishop reads a medical chart describing the captured facehugger] 

    Bishop : "Surgically removed before embryo implantation. Subject: Marachek, John J., died during the procedure." They killed him taking it off.

  • Bishop : [to Ripley]  I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid.

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