[All ammunition has been confiscated.]
Marine: What are we supposed to use? Harsh language?.
[The alien queen advances on Newt.]
Ripley: Get away from her you bitch!
Hudson: Hey Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?
Vasquez: No, have you?
Hudson: Game over man... Game over!
Ripley: Newt, look at me. Where are they?
Newt: They're dead! All right? Can I go now?
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.
Newt: We'd better get back, 'cause it'll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night... Mostly.
Ripley: You're crazy, Burke. Do you know that? Do you really think that you can get a dangerous organism like that pass ICC quarantine?
Burke: How can they impound it if they don't know about it?
Ripley: Oh, but they will know about it, Burke. From me. Just like they'll know that you were responsible for the deaths of one hundred fifty-seven colonists here!
Bishop: Not bad for a human.
Apone: All right, sweethearts. You heard the man and you know the drill. Assholes and elbows! Hudson, come here! Come here.
Van Luen: Thank you, that will be all.
Ripley: Goddammit, that's not all! You see, if one of those things gets down, then that will be all! Then, all this, this bullshit you think is so important, you can just kiss all that goodbye!
Hudson: How do I get out of this chicken shit outfit?
Apone: You secure that shit, Hudson!
Hudson: Maybe you haven't been keeping up on current events, but we just got our asses kicked, pal!
Hudson: Stop your grinnin' and drop your linen.
Ripley: How many drops is this for you Lieutenant?
Gorman: Thirty eight... Simulated.
Vasquez: How many combat drops?
Gorman: Uh, two. Including this one.
Bishop: Believe me, I'd prefer not to. I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid.
Chosen answer: Down in the tunnels, she is the soldier that says "Maybe they don't show up on infrared at all." and is then grabbed and hoisted to the ceiling by an Alien, discharging her flamethrower and killing the other Marine. Later, Hudson says "The Sarge and Deitrich (the female medic) aren't dead. Their signs are real low but they ain't dead." So she was cocooned and played host for new aliens.
Grumpy Scot