Alien³ (1992) Poster

(1992)

Sigourney Weaver: Ellen Ripley

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  • [to the Alien] 

    Ripley : You've been in my life so long, I can't remember anything else.

  • Ripley : Do we have the capacity to make fire? Most humans have enjoyed that privilege since the stone age.

    Aaron : [looking nervous and uneasy]  No need to be sarcastic.

  • Ripley : [last words]  You're crazy.

  • [the prisoners hesitate to go against the alien and ask why they can't wait for the company to bring them some guns] 

    Ripley : Because they won't kill it. They might kill you just for having seen it but they're not gonna kill it.

    Aaron : That is crazy! That is horse shit! They will not kill *us*!

    Ripley : When they first heard about this thing, it was "crew expendable". The next time they sent in marines - they were expendable too. What makes you think they're gonna care about a bunch of lifers who found God at the ass-end of space? You really think they're gonna let you interfere with their plans for this thing? They think we're - we're crud. And they don't give a fuck about one friend of yours that's - that's died. Not one.

  • [Ripley gets out of bed naked] 

    Ripley : Wanna get me some clothes, or should I just go like this?

    Clemens : Given the nature of our indigenous population, I would suggest clothes. None of them have seen a woman in years.

    [under his breath] 

    Clemens : Neither have I, for that matter.

  • Ripley : Are you attracted to me?

    Clemens : In what way?

    Ripley : In that way.

    Clemens : Very direct.

    Ripley : I've been out here a long time.

  • Ripley : This is a maximum security prison, and you have no weapons of any kind?

    Andrews : We have some carving knives in the abattoir, a few more in the mess hall. Some fire axes scattered about the place - nothing terribly formidable.

    Ripley : That's all?

    Andrews : We're on the honor system.

    Ripley : Then we're fucked.

  • Dillon : Do you have any faith, sister?

    Ripley : Not much.

    Dillon : Well, we've got a lot of faith here. Enough even for you.

    Ripley : I thought women weren't allowed.

    Dillon : Well, we've never had any before. But we tolerate anybody. Even the intolerable.

  • Ripley : How 'bout leveling with me? Well, when I asked how you got assigned here you avoided the question. And then when I asked about the prison ID tattooed on the back of your head you ducked me again.

    Clemens : It's a long, sad story. And more than a little melodramatic.

    Ripley : Try me.

    Clemens : [smiles]  If you insist. After my student years, despite the fact that I had become secretly addicted to morphine, I was considered to be most promising. A man with a future. Then during my first residency I did a thirty-six hour stretch on an ER. So I went out and I got more than a little drunk. Then I got called back. Boiler had blown on a fuel plant and there were thirty casualties. And eleven of them died. Not as a result of the accident but because I prescribed the wrong dosage of painkiller. And I got seven years in prison and my licence reduced to a 3C.

    [pause] 

    Clemens : At least I got off the morphine.

  • [all the prisoners call Aaron "85"] 

    Ripley : What's this "eighty-five" thing?

    David : A couple of us sneaked a look at his personnel file the day he arrived. It's his IQ.

  • Andrews : It would seem that our smoothly running facility has run into a few problems. I can only hope that we can all pull together over the next few days until the rescue team arrives for Lt. Ripley.

    Ripley : It's here! It got Clemens!

    Andrews : Stop this raving at once!

    Ripley : I'm telling you... it's here!

    Andrews : Aaron get that foolish woman back to the infirmary!

    [the alien grabs Andrews from above and kills him] 

    Andrews : [the prisoners scream and scatter] 

    Morse : [grabs a chair]  Fuck!

  • [Ripley is looking for the alien] 

    Ripley : Don't be afraid. I'm part of the family. You've been in my life so long, I can't remember anything else. Now do something for me. It's easy. Just - just do what you do.

  • Andrews : We've 25 prisoners in this facility. All double-Y chromos. All thieves, rapists, murderers, child-molesters... All scum. Just because they have taken on religion doesn't make them any less dangerous. I try not to offend their convictions. I don't want to upset the order. I don't want ripples in the water. And I don't want a woman walking around, giving them ideas...

    Ripley : I see. For my own personal safety...

    Andrews : Exactly...

  • [last lines] 

    Ripley : [playback of a recording, interrupted by static]  Ash, Captain Dallas are dead. Cargo and ship destroyed. I should reach the frontier in about six weeks. With a little luck, the network will pick me up. This is Ripley, last survivor of the Nostromo, signing off.

  • Ripley : I just wanted to, um, say thanks for what you said at the funeral. My friends would have appreciated it.

    Dillon : Yeah, well you don't wanna know me, lady. I'm a murderer and rapist of women.

    Ripley : Really?

    [pause] 

    Ripley : Well, I guess I must make you nervous.

  • Dillon : Why should we put our ass on the line for you?

    Ripley : Your ass is already on the line. The only question is, what're you gonna do about it?

  • Ripley : I'm staying!

    Dillon : Bullshit! There's gonna be ten tons of hot lead in here!

    Ripley : I keep telling you I want to die!

    Dillon : [Dillon grabs Ripley from behind]  We got a deal, remember? It dies first, *then* you! I'm not gonna move without you! Now get going!

  • Andrews : Let me see if I have this correct, Lieutenant - it's an 8-foot creature of some kind with acid for blood, and it arrived on your spaceship. It kills on sight, and is generally unpleasant. And of course, you expect me accept all this on your word.

    Ripley : No. I don't expect anything.

    Andrews : Quite a story, Mr Aaron.

    Aaron : Right sir, it's a beauty. Never heard anything quite like it, sir.

    Andrews : Expect not.

  • Ripley : [while Ripley is looking for the Alien]  Where are you when I need you? Don't be afraid. I'm part of the family. You've been in my life so long, I can't remember anything else. Now do something for me. It's easy, just..just do what you do.

  • Clemens : Dillon and the rest of the alternative people, embraced religion, as it were, about five years ago. Tincture?

    Ripley : I'm on medication.

    Clemens : Hardly.

    Ripley : What kind of religion?

    Clemens : Some sort of apocalyptic, millenarian, Christian fundamentalist, uh...

    Ripley : Right.

    Clemens : Exactly. Point is, when the company wanted to close the facility down, Dillon and the rest of the converts wanted to stay. And they were allowed to remain as custodians with two minders and a medical officer. And here we are.

    Ripley : How did you get this wonderful assignment?

    Clemens : How do you like your new haircut?

    Ripley : It's okay.

    Clemens : Now that I've gone out on a limb for you with Andrews, damaged my already less-than-perfect relationship with that good man and briefed you on the humdrum history of Fury 161; can you not tell me what you were looking for in the girl?

  • Ripley : Dillon?

    Dillon : I've gotta hold it here.

    Ripley : What about me?

    Dillon : God will take care of you now, sister!

  • Ripley : We waste this thing, then you take care of me.

    Dillon : No problem. Quick, easy and painless!

  • Ripley : [for the last time]  For the last time.

  • Ripley : Now I've made another mistake.

    Clemens : Really? What's that?

    Ripley : Fraternizing with a prisoner. Physical contact. It's against the rules, isn't it?

    Clemens : I'm not a prisoner.

  • Ripley : Chest. Open her chest. Be careful.

  • Ripley : How do you know my name?

    Clemens : It's stenciled on the back of your shorts.

  • Ripley : How are you feeling?

    Bishop : My legs hurt.

    Ripley : I'm sorry.

    Bishop : It's okay. I'm just a glorified toaster.

  • Clemens : They are sending somebody to pick you up quite soon, I gather.

    Ripley : Really? What's soon?

    Clemens : I don't know. Nobody's ever been in a hurry to get here before.

  • Ripley : It'll nest in this area. Right around - here.

    Aaron : How do you know that?

    Ripley : It's like a lion. It sticks close to the zebras.

    Aaron : Zebras? Oh, right.

  • Clemens : How are you feeling?

    Ripley : Not so hot. A sore throat. Sick to my stomach. And pissed off.

  • Ripley : I need you to help me. I need you to kill me.

    Dillon : What are you talking about?

    Ripley : I'm dead anyway. I can't survive it, but the one inside me can generate thousands more. It has to die - so somebody's got to kill me. Are you up to it?

    Dillon : You don't have to worry about that.

    Ripley : No speeches. No prayers.

  • Dillon : So you miss Doc, right?

    Ripley : What makes you say that?

    Dillon : I thought you two got real close.

    Ripley : I guess you've been looking through some keyholes.

  • Ripley : What is it?

    Aaron : I think you've got one inside of you.

    Ripley : That's not possible. What does it look like?

    Aaron : Horrible.

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