Alien 31992

[after killing the alien]

Ripley:
Don't come any closer.

Aaron:
Wait. They're here to help--

Ripley:
Stay where you are!

Bishop II:
[steps forward] Ripley.

Ripley:
Bishop?

Bishop II:
I'm here to help you.

Ripley:
No more bullshit. I just felt it move.

Bishop II:
You know who I am?

Ripley:
You're a droid, same model as Bishop. Sent by the f***ing company.

Bishop II:
No. I'm not the Bishop Android; I designed it. I'm very human. The company sent me here to show you a friendly face, to demonstrate how important you are to us... to me.

Ripley:
You just wanna take it back.

Bishop II:
We want to kill it and take you home.

Ripley:
Bullshit.

Bishop II:
You're wrong. We want to help.

Ripley:
What does that mean?

Bishop II:
We're going to take that out of you...

Ripley:
...and keep it.

Bishop II:
We can't allow it to live. Everything we know would be in jeopardy.

Ripley:
You don't wanna take it back?

Bishop II:
Ripley, time is important. Let us deal with the malignancy. We've got a surgical base set up on the rescue ship. Come with me.

Medic:
It's very quick. Painless. A couple of incisions, and you'll be out for two hours.

Bishop II:
And then it's over. You still can have a life. Children. And most important, you'll know it's dead. Let me help you.

Ripley:
What guarantee do I have, once you've taken it out... that you'll destroy it?

Bishop II:
You have to trust me. [approaches her] Please, trust me?

[a short pause]

Ripley:
No. [slams gate, then begins to position the machine away from the group]

Bishop II:
What's this going to achieve? [a soldier shoots Morse in the leg] Stop!

Morse:
Ow! Oh, Jesus!

Ripley:
Morse, will you help me?

Morse:
What do you want me to do?

Bishop II:
It was a mistake! There was no need for any of it!

Aaron:
[picks up a large wrench, then hits Bishop over the head with it] F***ing android!

[a soldier shoves Aaron back, then shoots him to death]

Bishop II:
I'M NOT A DROID!! Ripley, think of all we can learn from it! It's the chance of a lifetime! You must let me have it! It's a magnificent specimen! [to cameraman] No pictures!!

Ripley:
You're crazy.

Bishop II:
What are you doing?

[Ripley falls from the machine into the furnace]

Bishop II:
NOOOOOOO!