[Beeping ]
[ Beeping Continues ]
[ Servo Whirs ]
Ripley : [ Softly ]
Hey.
Bishop :
[ Looks around ]
Ah, Ripley.
Ripley :
Hi, Bishop.
How you feeling?
Bishop :
My legs hurt.
Ripley :
Uh, listen, I'm sorry.
Bishop :
It's okay. I'm just
a glorified toaster.
How are you….? [looks down]
I like your new haircut.
Ripley :
Bishop, can you access data
on the flight recorder?
Bishop :
No problem.
[ Beeping ]
I'm home.
Ripley :
What happened on the Sulaco?
Why were our
cryo-tubes ejected?
[ Computer Voice ]
Stasis-interrupted :
Fire—in—cryo—
genic—compartment.
Repeat—Fire—in—
cryo— genic-
Ripley :
What happened?
What started
The Fire, Bishop?
Can you hear me?
Bishop :
The Fire was electrical.
It was in the…. sub-flooring.
Ripley :
Did the sensors pick up
anything moving around
on The Ship prior
to separation?
Bishop :
It's very dark here, Ripley;
I'm not what I used to be.
Ripley :
Just tell me.
Does The Recorder
indicate anything?
….was there an
ALIEN on board?
Bishop :
…….YES.
Ripley :
……is it on the Sulaco
or did it come with
us on the E.E.V.?
Bishop :
It was with us
ALL the way.
Ripley :
…..Does The Company know?
Bishop :
The Company knows
everything that
happened on The Ship.
It ALL goes
into The Computer
and gets sent
back to NetWork.
Ripley :
And They want it.
Bishop :
I hurt — Do me a favour.
Disconnect me.
I could be reworked,
but I'll never be top of
the line again.
I'd rather be nothing.
Ripley :
You're sure?
Bishop :
Do it for me, Ripley.
[ Whirring ]
[ Exhales ]
[ The Robot Dies ]
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