Thursday, March 22, 2007

JASON'S TOP TEN FAVE LINES FROM THE MOVIE ALIENS

Jason's Top Ten Fave Lines from the Movie Aliens

10. NEWT: My mommy always said there were no monsters - no real ones - but there are, aren't there?
RIPLEY: Yes, there are.
NEWT: Why do they tell little kids that?
RIPLEY: Most of the time it's true.

9. BISHOP: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
HUDSON: Well that's a switch.

8. RIPLEY: Did IQs just drop sharply while I was away?

7. GORMAN: Hicks, meet me at the south lock. We're coming in.
HUDSON: He's coming in. I feel safer already.

6. HICKS: Hey! I know we're all in strung out shape but stay frosty and alert.

5. FROST: It's hot as hell in here.
HUDSON: Yeah man, but it's a dry heat!

4. HICKS: Remember: short, controlled bursts.

3. HUDSON: Let's just bug out and call it even, okay? What are we talking about this for?
RIPLEY: I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
HUDSON: Fuckin' A...
BURKE: Ho-ho-hold on one second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
RIPLEY: They can bill me.

2. HUDSON: You maybe haven't been keeping up on current events but we just got our asses kicked, pal!

And Jason's number one fave line from the movie Aliens...

1. HUDSON: Well that's great! That's just fuckin' great, man. Now what the fuck are we supposed to do? We're in some real pretty shit now, man... That's it, man, game over, man, game over! What the fuck are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?
BURKE: Maybe we could build a fire, sing a couple of songs, huh? Why don't we try that?

-Jason Rohrblogger
(03/22/07)

And the alternates...

FERRO: Stand by to initiate release sequencer. On my mark. Five. Four.
HUDSON: We're on an express elevator to hell; going down!
FERRO: Three. Two. One. Mark.

HUDSON: Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?
VAZQUEZ: No, have you?

APONE: All right, sweethearts, what are you waiting for? Breakfast in bed? Another glorious day in the corps! A day in the Marine Corps is like a day on the farm. Every meal's a banquet! Every paycheck a fortune! Every formation a parade! I LOVE the corps!

RIPLEY: You know Burke, I don't know which species is worse. You don't see them fucking each other over for a goddamn percentage!

HUDSON: Is this going to be a standup fight, sir, or another bughunt?
GORMAN: All we know is that there is still no contact with the colony, and that a xenomorph may be involved.
FROST: Excuse me sir, a what?
GORMAN: A xenomorph.
HICKS: It's a bughunt.

HUDSON: Hey top, what's the op?
APONE: It's a rescue mission, you'll love it. There's some juicy colonists' daughters we have to rescue from their virginity. Heh!

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