Sigourney Weaver Soundboard Edit

Ash that transmission. Mother's deciphered part of it. It doesn't look like an SOS.

Be right away what kind of thing? I need a clear definition.

Better. Yes, I read you the answer is negative.

Changes.

Did IQ just drop sharply while I was away? Ma'am? I already.

For you, Sir. You should know.

From here. Unfortunately, by breaking quarantine, you risk everybody's life.

Going back, you can't help them. You can't. Right now, they're being cocooned just like the others.

Hey. We'll move in pairs. We'll go step by step and cut off every bulkhead and every vent until we have it cornered, and then we'll blow it the fuck out into space.

It's pathetic, you know, Burke, I don't know which species is worse. You don't see them fucking each other over for a God damn percentage.

No, I can't do that, and if you were in my position you'd do the same.

Not just four, I say. We take off and nuke the entire site for morbid. It's the only way to be sure.

Nothing. I've got access to mother now and I'll get my own answers. Thank you.

One Job On This Ship

Open the Hatch. Wait a minute. If we let it in, the ship could be infected. You know the quarantine procedure. 24 hours for decontamination.

Parker what do you think your staff just follows you around says right? It's like a regular parrot.

Science officer, so. Not exactly out of the manual, is it?

Tests have to be made, ash. Are you kidding? This thing bled acid? Who knows what it's gonna do when it's dead?

That mean we get bullshit? Don't worry, Parker. Yeah, you'll get whatever's coming to you.

Well, I can drive that loader.

You want something to help you sleep? I've slept enough.