Aliens (1986)
Ricco Ross: Private Frost
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Quotes
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Lieutenant Gorman : [to Apone over the radio] Look, uh, Apone.
[Apone snaps his fingers, bringing his troops to a halt]
Lieutenant Gorman : Look, we can't have any firing in there. I, uh... I want you to collect magazines from everybody.
Private Hudson : Is he fuckin' crazy?
Private Frost : What the hell are we supposed to use, man, harsh language?
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Private Frost : Hot as hell in here.
Private Hudson : Yeah man, but it's a dry heat!
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[Ripley slaps away the tray of food Bishop offers her]
Private Frost : I guess she don't like the cornbread, either.
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[pulling out his pump-action shotgun]
Corporal Hicks : I like to keep this handy... for close encounters.
Private Frost : I heard *that*.
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Private Hudson : Sir?
Lieutenant Gorman : What is it, Hicks?
Private Hudson : Hudson, sir. He's Hicks.
[signals to Hicks]
Lieutenant Gorman : What's the question?
Private Hudson : Is this gonna be a standup fight, sir, or another bug hunt?
Lieutenant Gorman : All we know is that there's still no contact with the colony and that a xenomorph may be involved.
Private Frost : Excuse me, sir, a-a what?
Lieutenant Gorman : A xenomorph.
Corporal Hicks : It's a bug hunt.
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Private Hudson : [reading a motion detector] I got signals. I got readings, in front and behind.
Private Frost : Where, man? I don't see shit.
Corporal Hicks : He's right. There's nothin' back here.
Private Hudson : Look, I'm telling ya, there's somethin' movin' and it ain't us! Tracker's off scale, man. They're all around us, man. Jesus!
Corporal Dietrich : Maybe they don't show up on infrared at all...
[an alien pounces on her and drags her up to the ceiling]
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Private Frost : Man, I'm telling you, I got a bad feeling about this drop.
Private Crowe : You always say that, Frost. You always say, "I got a bad feeling about this drop."
Private Frost : Okay, okay. When we get back without you, I'll call your folks.
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Private Frost : Hey, I sure wouldn't mind getting some more of that Arcturian poontang! Remember that time?
Private Spunkmeyer : Yeah, Frost, but the one that you had was a male!
Private Frost : It doesn't matter when it's Arcturian, baby!
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Corporal Hicks : Looks like the new lieutenant's too good to eat with the rest of us grunts.
Private Frost : Boy's definitely got a corncob up his ass.
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Private Spunkmeyer : [during breakfast] What's this crap supposed to be?
Private Frost : Cornbread, I think.
Corporal Hicks : It's good for you, boy. Eat it.