INT. HYPERSLEEP: Newt stands, cross-armed, by a hypersleep capsule. Panning down, we see Bishop enclosed within a plastic membrane.

ANGLE ALONG CAPSULES: showing Hicks in the foreground, asleep in his capsule with bandages over his face and chest, and Bishop in his right behind him. Newt stands watching as the capsule doors whine closed.

TIGHT ON HICKS: as the door closes, we see Hicks' face sleeping peacefully through clear top. Part of his face is bandaged up from the acid burns.

Newt walks over to Ripley at the hypersleep control board. Ripley punches in a few more commands and closes the keyboard.

They both move over to Newt's capsule. Newt gets in and sits up.

NEWT: Are we going to sleep all the way home?

RIPLEY: All the way home.

NEWT: Can I dream?

Ripley smiles and brushes a strand of hair from Newt's forehead.

RIPLEY: Yes, honey. I think we both can.

Ripley points to something on Newt's shirt. She looks down and Ripley flicks her nose. The both giggle.

Newt lies back on the bed.

RIPLEY: Sleep tight.

NEWT: Aye-firmative.

DISSOLVE TO NEWT IN CAPSULE. It's a two shot, with Ripley behind, perfect in sleep.

FREEZE FRAME.

FADE OUT


THE END