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SHAW: Okay. . . . Okay. . . . AGHHHH! . . . . Come in.

JANEK: What the hell you doin' Doc? You know what this place is, those engineers? This ain't their home, it's an installation, maybe even military. And they put it out here in the middle of nowhere because they're not stupid enough to make weapons of mass destruction on their own door step. That's what all that shit is in those vases. They made it here, it got out, it turned on them. The end.

SHAW: One of them is still alive. Don't you want to know what they have to say?

JANEK: I don't care.

SHAW: Why? All you do is fly the ship.

JANEK: That's right.

SHAW: You must care about something, captain. If you didn't, why are you here?

JANEK: How about this. No matter what happens down there, I can't bring none of that shit back home with us. Can't let it happen. And I'll do whatever I have to, to see that it doesn't.

SHAW: Make sure you do, captain.

WEYLAND: You came after all.

VICKERS: I thought you wanted me to.

WEYLAND: After all your vigorous attempts to stop me from coming here, I'm just surprised to see you. . . . Allright David, that's enough.

DAVID: Yes sir.

VICKERS: If you're really going down there, your'e going to die.

WEYLAND: You have a negative way of looking at things. Exactly why you should have stayed at home.

VICKERS: Did you really think I was going to sit in a board room for years arguing over who is in charge while you go look for some miracle on some God forsaken rock in the middle of space? A king has its reign and then he dies, it's inevitable. That is the natural order of things.

WEYLAND: Anything else?

VICKERS: No. . . Father. . . That's it.

DAVID: I didn't think you had it in you. Sorry, poor choice of words. Extraordinary survival instincts, Elizabeth.

SHAW: What happens when Weyland is not around to program you anymore?

DAVID: I suppose I would be free.

SHAW: You want that?

DAVID: Want? Not a concept I'm familiar with. That being said, doesn't everyone want their parents dead?

SHAW: I didn't.

WEYLAND: Dr. Shaw, so pleased you could join us.

DAVID: You can take your helmet off if you like, sir.


DAVID: The air, it's perfectly breathable.

WEYLAND: You sure?

DAVID: Positive.

SHAW: Wait, we still don't know how Holloway got infected, if it's in the air.

DAVID: It's not.

SHAW: How do you know that?

WEYLAND: Smells fine to me.

DAVID: Shall we?

WEYLAND: Please.

DAVID: The breach is just up ahead.

WEYLAND: What is this?

DAVID: It's a cargo hold.

SHAW: Janek, are you seeing this?

JANEK: How many is there, Shaw?

SHAW: Thousands.

JANEK: What the hell. . . . Ravel, give me those schematics.

RAVEL: Putting it on the table now.

JANEK: Isolate that area, bring it up.

RAVEL: Bringing it up, captain.

JANEK: Enlarge that. . . . Rotate. . . .That is a ship.

VICKERS: Jesus Christ.

JANEK: It's a got damn ship.

DAVID: A superior species no doubt. Their hyper sleep chambers will impress, I trust.

SHAW: So they were traveling somewhere?

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