Distephano: I thought you were dead!
Ripley 8: Yeah, I get that a lot.
[Ripley is staring at a fork.]
Ripley 8: So, who do I have to fuck to get off this boat?
Johner: I can get you off. Maybe not the boat, but...
Call: Jesus Christ, Jonner, what do you put in this shit? Battery acid?
Johner: Just for color.
Gediman: You are a beautiful, beautiful butterfly.