William Hope: Lieutenant Gorman
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.
Lieutenant Gorman : [to Apone over the radio] Look, uh, Apone.
[Apone snaps his fingers, bringing his troops to a halt]
Lieutenant Gorman : Look, we can't have any firing in there. I, uh... I want you to collect magazines from everybody.
Private Hudson : Is he fuckin' crazy?
Private Frost : What the hell are we supposed to use, man, harsh language?
Private Hudson : Sir?
Lieutenant Gorman : What is it, Hicks?
Private Hudson : Hudson, sir. He's Hicks.
[signals to Hicks]
Lieutenant Gorman : What's the question?
Private Hudson : Is this gonna be a standup fight, sir, or another bug hunt?
Lieutenant Gorman : All we know is that there's still no contact with the colony and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Private Frost : Excuse me, sir, a-a what?
Lieutenant Gorman : A xenomorph.
Corporal Hicks : It's a bug hunt.
Ripley : Lieutenant, what do those pulse rifles fire?
Lieutenant Gorman : 10 millimeter explosive tip caseless. Standard light armor piercing rounds. Why?
Ripley : Well, look where your team is. They're right under the primary heat exchangers.
Lieutenant Gorman : So?
Ripley : So, if they fire their weapons in there, won't they rupture the cooling system?
Burke : [interjecting] Ho, ho, ho. Yeah, she's absolutely right.
Lieutenant Gorman : So? So what?
Burke : Look, this whole station is basically a big fusion reactor, right? So you're talkin' about a thermonuclear explosion and adiós, muchachos.
Lieutenant Gorman : Oh, great. Wonderful. Shit!
Lieutenant Gorman : [to Apone over the mic while the aliens are attacking the marines] I want you to lay down a suppressing fire with the incinerators and fall back by squads to the APC, over.
Sergeant Apone : Say again? All after incinerators?
Lieutenant Gorman : [irritated] I said I want you to lay down a suppressing fire with the incinerators and fall back by squads to the APC...
[an alien sneaks up behind Apone and attacks him, his screams heard over the mic while his video feed goes dead]
Lieutenant Gorman : Apone... talk to me.
Lieutenant Gorman : Apone, talk to me...
Ripley : He's gone!
Lieutenant Gorman : Ripley, what the *hell* are you doing?
Ripley : I don't believe this. You guys throw me at the wolves, and now you want me to go back out there? Forget it. It's not my problem.
Burke : Can I finish ?
Ripley : No. There's no way.
Lieutenant Gorman : Ripley, you wouldn't be going in with the troops. I can guarantee your safety.
Burke : These colonials marines are very though hombres. They're packing state of the art firepower. There's nothing they can't handle. Lieutenant, am I right ?
Lieutenant Gorman : That's true. We've been trained to deal with situations like this.
Lieutenant Gorman : What's her name again?
Corporal Dietrich : Rebecca
Lieutenant Gorman : Now think Rebecca. Concentrate. Just start at the beginnings. Where are your parents? Now look Rebecca, you have to try...
Ripley : Gorman. Give it a rest, why don't you?
Lieutenant Gorman : Total brain lock.
Corporal Dietrich : Physically Bordeline malnutrtion, but not permanent damage.
Lieutenant Gorman : Come on. We are wasting our time.
Ripley : Try this. It's a little hot chocolate. There you go. Oup! That good, huh! Uh oh. I made a clean spot here. Now I 've done it. Guess I'll have to do the whole thing Hard to believe there's a little girl under all this. And a pretty one, too. You don't talk much, do you? I don't know how you managed to stay alive. But you're one brave kid, Rebecca.
Newt : Newt.
Ripley : What'd you say?
Newt : Newt. My name is Newt. Nobody calls me Rebecca except my brother.
Ripley : Newt? I'd like that. I'm Ripley. It's nice to meet you. And who is this ?
Newt : Casey.
Ripley : Hello, Casey. What about your brother? What's his name?
Newt : Timmy
Ripley : Is Timmy around here too? Maybe hiding like you were?... Any sisters ?... Mom and Dad ?... Newt. Look at me. Where are they?
Newt : They're dead, all right? Can I go now?
Ripley : I'm sorry Newt. Don't you think you'd be safer here with us? These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers.
Newt : It won't make any difference...
Lieutenant Gorman : All right. Drake, this way. We should be able to cut through the Med-Lab to Operations.
Lieutenant Gorman : All right, let's see what we can see.