Aaron Quotes in Alien³ (1992)

Ripley: Do we have the capacity to make fire? Most humans have enjoyed that privilege since the stone age.

Aaron: [looking nervous and uneasy] No need to be sarcastic.

[the prisoners hesitate to go against the alien and ask why they can't wait for the company to bring them some guns]

Ripley: Because they won't kill it. They might kill you just for having seen it but they're not gonna kill it.

Aaron: That is crazy! That is horse shit! They will not kill *us*!

Ripley: When they first heard about this thing, it was "crew expendable". The next time they sent in marines - they were expendable too. What makes you think they're gonna care about a bunch of lifers who found God at the ass-end of space? You really think they're gonna let you interfere with their plans for this thing? They think we're - we're crud. And they don't give a fuck about one friend of yours that's - that's died. Not one.

Morse: [to Ripley] What 85 is trying...

Aaron: [talking at the same time] Don't call me that!

Morse: ...to tell you is that we ain't got no entertainment center, no climate control, no video system, no surveillance, no freezers, no fucking ice cream, no rubbers, no women, no guns. All we got here is *shit*! Oh, what the hell are we even talkin' to her for? She's the one that brought the fucker. Why don't we just get her head and shove it through the FUCKING WALL!

Dillon: Morse. Why don't you shut the fuck up?

Andrews: Let me see if I have this correct, Lieutenant - it's an 8-foot creature of some kind with acid for blood, and it arrived on your spaceship. It kills on sight, and is generally unpleasant. And of course, you expect me accept all this on your word.

Ripley: No. I don't expect anything.

Andrews: Quite a story, Mr Aaron.

Aaron: Right sir, it's a beauty. Never heard anything quite like it, sir.

Andrews: Expect not.

[examining the "remains" of Murphy, sucked into a nine-foot fan]

Clemens: Well, not much to say, is there? Death was instantaneous.

Aaron: No shit.

Aaron: [the inmates are trying to decide what to do next following Andrew's death] Okay, look, there's no way I can replace Andrews. He was a good man. I know you guys didn't appreciate him...

Dillon: Aaron, we don't wanna hear that shit now.

Andrews: [trying to determine the victim's identity] Who was it?

Clemens: Murphy.

Aaron: How do you know?

Clemens: [looking down and pointing] That's his boot.

[first lines]

Mallory Kane: Shit.

[deep breath]

Aaron: [sitting down] What the hell are you doing out here? I had to drive all night. I'm hungover as shit. And you're really starting to cut into my vacation time, so can we go please?

Aaron: This your idea of relaxing? Wine and gun maintenance?

Mallory Kane: There's another glass in the kitchen.

Aaron: You gonna leave your name and number afterwards?

Aaron: I can't believe I met you a week ago.

Mallory Kane: Eight days.

[first lines]

Attendant: That's aisle four. Ah, may I see your boarding passes, please.

Aaron: Yeah, right here. This should show you how much I like working for you, Christina... 'cause normally I don't fly for anyone.

Christina: That's nice dear, now let's get over it.

Aaron: Hey, I'm Aaron.

Russ: [silence]

Aaron: How long have you worked for Mr. Miller?

Russ: [silence]

Aaron: Do you speak English?

Russ: Yes.

Aaron: Why ain't you saying anything?

Russ: 'Cause I don't like you.

Aaron: Right.

Russ: My boss says I have to keep you company.

Aaron: Of course, gotta do what the boss says. So, you two ever double-date or anything?

Russ: No.

Aaron: Ever go to a ball game together?

Russ: No.

Aaron: Ever been hit repeatedly on the head with a crowbar?

Russ: Yes.

Aaron: No further questions.

[last lines]

Aaron: [as he watches the ship sink from the safety of a lifeboat] God, I hate to travel...

Russell Hammond: You, Aaron, are what it's all about. You're real. Your room is real. Your friends are real. Real, man, real. You know? Real. You're more important than all the silly machinery. Silly machinery. And you know it! In eleven years its going to be 1984, man. Think about that!

Aaron: Wanna see me feed a mouse to my snake?

Russell Hammond: Yes.

Aaron: Miriam, do you want us flogged?

Aaron: So, Moses, how does it feel when *you* get struck to the ground?

Moses: I... didn't mean to cause you more pain. I'm just trying to do what God told me.

Aaron: God? When did God start caring about any of us?

[shouts]

Aaron: In fact, Moses, when did *you* start caring about slaves? Was it when you found out that you were one of us?

Tzipporah: Don't listen to him.

Moses: No, he's right. I did not see because I did not *wish* to see.

Aaron: Oh, you didn't see because you didn't...

[shouts]

Aaron: wish to see! Ah! Well that makes everything fine then, doesn't it?

Moses: [Moses opened the door, after Bithiah knocked] Bithiah.

Bithiah: In fear of your God, they have set me free. May a stranger enter?

Moses: There are no strangers among those who seek God's mercy.

Bithiah: My bearers?

Moses: All who thirst for freedom may come with us. The darkness of death will pass over us tonight, and tomorrow the light of freedom will shine upon us as we go forth from Egypt.

Bithiah: I shall go with you, Moses.

Miriam: A princess of Egypt?

Aaron: An Egyptian?

Miriam: An idol worshipper!

Moses: This woman drew me from the Nile and set my feet upon the path of knowledge. Mered, bring a chair to our table for the daughter of Pharaoh.

Bithiah: There is a great light that shines from your face, Moses. Perhaps someday I shall come to understand it.

LeBron James: Do you know Cleveland is great for the whole family?

Aaron: Yes, yes. Yes I do. You tell me that all the time. You randomly just text me that.

LeBron James: Man, What's wrong with that?

Aaron: It's just weird. It's weird.

LeBron James: I got free texting.

Amy: I've been with a lot of guys.

Aaron: I don't care!... How many?

Amy: I don't know. How many girls have you slept with?

Aaron: I've slept with three women.

Amy: Me too. I have slept with three women too.

Aaron: How many guys?

Amy: What, like, this year?

Amy: What am I doing? I slept at the doctor's place last night.

Nikki: You never spend the night. What were you, blackout drunk?

Amy: No, I had like two drinks... Three, max... Four, now that I'm tallying.

Nikki: Cause you're on antibiotics or something?

Amy: Oh my god, he's calling me.

Nikki: Why would he call? You guys just had sex.

Amy: [answers phone] This is Amy. I think you butt dialed me.

Aaron: No, I dialed you with my fingers.

Amy: [to Nikki] He called me on purpose.

Nikki: Hang up! He's obviously like sick or something.

Aaron: I was calling to say I had a really good time last night and was wondering if you wanted to, um, hang out again.

Nikki: I'm going to call the police.

LeBron James: What I'm sayin' is you gotta go for it. You need to focus if you want to take it to the next level.

Aaron: Right.

LeBron James: You have to, like you have to give it everything you got if you want this one, man. It's like, when I lost the championship in 2011, I worked on my game twice as hard; worked on my post-up game, and we wound up winning the championship. Twice.

Aaron: Yeah, yeah... I don't feel like that applies to me but I... I appreciate the... the thought.

LeBron James: You gotta take a risk.

Aaron: Yeah, no, you're right.

LeBron James: You have to. It's like when I decided to go back to Cleveland. I wasn't totally sure they were going to welcome me back, man. But they did. They welcomed me back with open arms and an open heart.

Aaron: Yeah, they did... Again, I feel like that applies more to you... um... like I don't even live in Cleveland... but again, I appreciate the thought.

LeBron James: When are you gonna come to Cleveland?

Aaron: I'll... I'll come when I have the time. I just don't have the time right now. I'll come when I have the time. I've been really busy.

LeBron James: You visit me in Miami all the time.

Aaron: Yeah, but that's Miami.

LeBron James: What's the difference between Miami and Cleveland? It's the same.

Aaron: You're right. It's the same.

LeBron James: Exactly.

Aaron: You were really, really good!

Amy: As it turns out, I am in terrible physical shape.

Aaron: Yeah, I saw that.

Amy: Could you see that?

Aaron: Yeah.

Amy: I am sweating more than I am proud of.

Aaron: Honey. You okay?

Amy: Did I get it?

Aaron: Did you get the basket?

Amy: Did it go in?

Aaron: Oh, of course not. You didn't get enough height.

Amy: No?

Aaron: No.

Amy: I thought I got a lot of height.

Aaron: No, no. Zero height.

Amy: No height, huh?

Aaron: Usually when people hit trampolines they go high, but, for some reason, you went down. You went straight down. Hard!

Aaron: Do you follow sports?

Amy: Oh, my God. Sports? I love them.

Aaron: Who are your favorite teams?

Amy: The, uh... I like smaller teams, like the... not the big leagues. I like the... like, um... Long Island Mediums. The... the Acorn Pine Cones.

Aaron: Haven't heard of them.

Amy: The Fire Island Penguins. I like the Cincinnati Thunder-Wizards.

Aaron: You can stop.

Amy: The Orlando... Blooms?

Aaron: You can stop. You don't follow sports.

Amy: I'm sorry, I don't. I don't know anything about sports.

LeBron James: Okay, so you had the salmon. That's about $14...

Aaron: What're you doing man?

LeBron James: ...you had two Cokes.

Aaron: Dude, are you trying to split the bill?

LeBron James: Look, I told you those refills weren't free.

Aaron: No, no, no, no. We're not splitting the bill. Pick up the check.

LeBron James: Why do I have to pick up the check?

Aaron: Because you're LeBron James.

LeBron James: Listen, don't look at me differently because now I have a little money. I don't know how long this could last. Anything could happen. I'm not about to end up like M.C.Hammer. Listen, you owe $32.43.

Aaron: [Taking out his wallet] You know what? I'll pay it but you gotta pick up a check every once in awhile.

LeBron James: No, no. Don't pay the whole thing, just pay your part. It's better for our friendship. Equals forever.

Aaron: All right, all right. Fine, I'll put my credit card in. Put a credit card in, we'll split it.

LeBron James: Okay, that's what I'm talking about...

[Patting his pockets for his wallet]

LeBron James: I think I left my wallet in the car.

Aaron: [sighing] Fuck you.

Aaron: Big Red's a bitch, we all know that. Even she knows that.

Aaron: I got the door, Torr! I got the door, Torr!

Aaron: We'll be reunited at Cal State Dominguez Hills! I'll be the experienced sophomore, you'll be the hot new freshman. It'll be just like high school, only better. Dorm rooms.

Aaron: You're a great cheerleader, Tor, and you're cute as hell. Maybe you're just not "captain" material.

Aaron: Let me get this straight: our father was romantically involved with a guy that could fit in his pocket, and you're mad because he's white?

Ryan: Look at Martina, man the girl's all grown up.

Aaron: You mean little Martina? She's like in the 12th grade.

Ryan: Well she may be in 12th grade, but that ass is in grad school.

Jane: I'm just tired.

Aaron: Of what?

Jane: I just, guess I feel there's no more wondering what's it gonna be like.

Aaron: Like what's gonna be like?

Jane: My fabulous life.

Jane: Christine and David have not had sex in almost a year.

Aaron: Wow.

Jane: Did you know she has never actually seen his asshole?

Aaron: What?

Jane: It's a fact.

Aaron: How is that actually possible?

Jane: I don't know. I guess if you didn't really want to see it, it could be avoided.

[chuckles]

Jane: Oh, God, it is so sad.

Aaron: I say it here, it comes out there.

Aaron: Here's a good one. They allow us to have cameras at an execution in Florida. Do you broadcast tape of the guy in the chair when they turn on the voltage?

Martin Klein: Sure.

Jennifer Mack: Why not?

Ernie Merriman: Absolutely.

George Wein: You bet.

Aaron: Nothing like wrestling with a moral dilemma, is there?

Aaron: [as Arnold Schwarzenneger] See ya in da lobbies.

Aaron Altman: Hi, Elli. Remember me? I've been to your house...

Ernie Merriman: And Aaron was on that 14-day rafting trip we took.

Elli: Oh, yeah...

Aaron: It was raining... I had a hood on...

Elli: Oh, yeah!

[Aaron smiles and walks away]

Aaron: She remembers me!

Aaron: Hey, hey, hey. Watch the seats. No, I'm serious. It's leather.

Aaron: I am sick and tired of everybody telling me what to do. From now on I'm gonna go what I wanna do... as soon as I figure out what that is.

Aaron: And yea, I'm on your little cherry trick. You tie the knot before it goes in your mouth, right?

Darcy: You know, your engineering class is really starting to pay off.

Aaron: [voiceover] I'm Aaron Milton. I come from a long line of engineers. We're good at figuring out how things work... some of the times.

Aaron: So, I'm a human laxative?

Beth: Pretty much.

Aaron: And that's love?

Beth: I don't know what else to call it.

Aaron: You know why don't you get some cleanfree and some peptabysmal and I'm sure that should be just fine.

Wild Bill: [appraising his freshman roommate] Am I gonna have to break in a virgin?

Aaron: What? No, I... No... I am not... I am not a virgin.

Wild Bill: Wanna get that new car smell off you so you don't scare off all the tale.

Aaron: Why are... Why are we having this conversation?

Beth: Because your big ass is stuck in the middle of my God-damned kitchen, that's why.

Aaron: Man, are you hungry? I haven't eaten since later this afternoon.

Aaron: You know that story, about how NASA spent millions of dollars developing this pen that writes in Zero G? Did you ever read that?

Abe: Yeah.

Aaron: You know how the Russians solved the problem?

Abe: Yeah, they used a pencil.

Aaron: Right. A normal wooden pencil. It just seems like Philip takes the NASA route almost every time.

Abe: I'm not into the whole "destiny, there's-only-one-right-way" thing.

Aaron: Abe, I'm not either, but what's worse? You know, thinking you're being paranoid or knowing you should be?

[last lines]

Aaron: [voiceover] Now I have repaid any debt I may have owed you. You know all that I know. My voice is the only proof that you will have of the truth of any of this. I might have written a letter with my signature, but my handwriting is not what it used to be. Maybe you've had the presence of mind to record this. That's your prerogative. You will not be contacted by me again. And if you look... you will not find me.

[Aaron and Abe are lowering the metallic containment-field shield over the device]

Abe: Isn't there some sort of... glass... or transparent - I don't know of anything that we could use as a window. Pyrex?

Aaron: [referring to the side of the shielding that he's sliding into the frame] Yeah, I'm in.

Abe: [following Aaron's lead with the casing] Okay, drop it.

Aaron: I don't know of anything that's not going to leave a gap in the field. But we gotta see what's going on in there.

Abe: How much would that cost?

Aaron: [with a sarcastic huff] Yeah.

Abe: What?

Aaron: You want to put my camcorder inside the box that's so dangerous we can't look into it.

Aaron: [voiceover on the phone continued from the beginning; intercut with some live-action dialogue] The permutations were endless. They tried again going to the source, but even while keeping them separated from Abe by two rooms, Thomas Granger's condition could only be described as vegetative. From this, they deduced that the problem was recursive; but, beyond that, found themselves admitting, against their own nature, and once again, that the answer was unknowable. The question should have been what to do with the comatose man in the guest bedroom, but in Abe's mind, he was already compiling the list.

Aaron: [voiceover on the phone continued from the beginning] I can tell you with certainty what I did that night, when it was my turn, but I think it would do little good. Because what the world remembers, the actuality, the last revision, is what counts, apparently. So, how many times did it take Aaron, as he cycled through the same conversations, lip-synching trivia over and over? How many times would it take, before he got it right? Three? Four? Twenty? I've decided to believe that only one more would have done it. I can almost sleep at night, if there's only one more. Slowly and methodically, he reverse-engineered a perfect moment. He took from his surroundings what was needed, and made of it something more. And once the details had been successfully navigated, there was nothing more. Maybe the last minute moral debate... until the noise of the room escalates into panic and background screams, as the gunman walks in.

[repeated line]

Aaron: [voiceover] They took from their surroundings what was needed... and made of it something more.

Aaron: Look, Abe, look, I'm not going to pretend like I know anything, okay, about paradoxes, you know, or what follows them. And, honestly, I really don't believe in any of that group anyway, you know, kill your mom before you're born, whatever. It must work itself out, somehow.

[while Aaron and Abe are in the hotel room, Aaron2 and Abe2 are on the street when Aaron2's cell phone rings. They realize the enormity of the problem]

Aaron: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot it was in my pocket.

Abe: It's Kara.

Aaron: Yeah.

Abe: [sighs in frustration] How, how do cell phones work? If, if there's two duplicate phones and I call the same number, do they both ring at the same time, or is there...

Aaron: That's not how it works.

Abe: Yes, it's a radio signal, so it...

Aaron: No, it's a network. The network, the network checks each area. When it finds a phone, it stops ringing. It only, it rings the first one.

Abe: This, this one's ringing.

Aaron: [wiping his face] Right.

Abe: So, the one your double has in Russellfield can't be...

Aaron: Right. I think we broke symmetry.

Abe: Are you sure that's how cell phones work?

Aaron: [the hand rubbing his temple falls to his side, and he smiles in despair] No.

[first lines]

Aaron: [Sound of a phone ringing. Aaron, voiceover:] Here's what's going to happen. I'm gonna read this, and you're gonna listen, and you're gonna stay on the line. And you're not gonna interrupt, and you're not gonna speak for any reason. Some of this you know. I'm gonna start at the top of the page.

[pause]

Aaron: Meticulous, yes. Methodical, educated; they were these things. Nothing extreme. Like anyone, they varied. There were days of mistakes and laziness and in-fighting, and there were days, good days, when by anyone's judgment they would have to be considered clever. No one would say that what they were doing was complicated. It wouldn't even be considered new, except for maybe in the geological sense. They took from their surroundings what was needed and made of it something more.

Aaron: [voiceover, continuing the phone recording with which the movie opens] And there was value in the thing, clearly, that they were certain of. But what is the application? In a matter of hours, they had given it into everything from mass transit to satellite launching, imagining devices the size of jumbo jets. Everything would be cheaper. It was practical, and they knew it. But above all that, beyond the positives, they knew that the easiest way to be exploited is to sell something they did not yet understand. So they kept quiet.

Aaron: You want to put my camcorder inside the box that's so dangerous we can't look into it.

[pause. He accepts the fate of the camcorder]

Aaron: If something happens, would you pay me back?

Abe: So we have a slightly negative pressure in the box. So we're ready for the argon.

[He puts a Weeble into the device's box]

Aaron: Wait, which one is that?

Abe: It's the blue one.

Aaron: The blue one.

Abe: I weighed it at 77 grams. I set the scale to decagrams, though. I'm showing 7. 7 decagrams. Ready for .05 liters of argon.

[Aaron is checking tubing and proceeding to start the machine up]

Abe: Ready?

Aaron: Just the plate first, right?

Abe: Right, first just the plate, and then we'll...

[the device begins to hum]

Abe: Okay. Let's just give it a second.

[Aaron watches the diode readout, which begins at 7.7, then falls to 7.4, 7.2, 6.9]

Aaron: You want to do the box now?

Abe: [happily] Yeah. Okay, let's go through the checklist, and - Aaron, hold on a second. Let's make sure everything's set up right. Hold on, Aaron. Wait! Just wait! Okay.

[Aaron pushes a toggle. The device becomes loud and the TV screen shows the Weeble agitating rapidly inside the box]

Aaron: Anything? Is this normal?

Abe: I don't know.

Aaron: I'm turning it off.

Abe: Wait! No.

Aaron: It's my camera, we don't have enough money...

[the device suddenly powers down]

Aaron: Okay, I didn't do that.

Abe: Did we blow something?

Abe: I just want you to see it the way I saw it.

Aaron: I am trying, okay, I really am here.

Abe: Look, everything we're putting into that box becomes ungrounded, and I don't mean grounded like to the earth, I mean, not tethered. I mean, we're blocking whatever keeps it moving forward and so they flip-flop. Inside the box it's like a street, both ends are cul-de-sacs. I mean, this isn't frame dragging or wormhole magic this is basic mechanics and heat 101.

Aaron: This is *not* mechanics and heat.

Abe: Whoa. You're bleeding.

[Takes handkerchief and places it on his ear]

Aaron: I got it.

[Holds it to his ear]

Aaron: Is this normal? This isn't normal.

Abe: For the machine?

Aaron: No! For people. What you think it's the machine?

[Abe looks as if to help]

Aaron: All right, I got it!

Abe: What'd you do to this thing?

Aaron: Huh? What?

Abe: It looks like a dog digested it!

Kara: Did you call pest control?

Aaron: Babe, they're birds. You don't want a bunch of dead baby birds up there, do you?

Kara: They don't sound like birds.

Aaron: [to Abe] She thinks there are rats in the attic.

Aaron: I think my body's getting used to these 36-hour days.

Aaron: We know everything, okay? We're prescient.

Aaron: What, what he's saying is...

Abe: What I'm saying is, we drop the box down on it, okay, focus our own magnetic field to negate and knock out the inverse - what's going on inside the ceramic - and that should change the transition temperature to something we can work with.

Aaron: What are we saying that is?

Abe: Hopefully, near room temperature.

Aaron: What is that about, uh, the best mathematician's a lazy one?

[Abe is showing Aaron what he has learned about the device's control over time, and Aaron is sweating, nervous. The clock shows 7 minutes past 2 a.m]

Abe: Did you notice those? When you were controlling the feeds, did you notice the parabolic? Hey, it's important. Parabolas are important. Here, look at this.

Aaron: I don't know, Abe.

Abe: Now, I'm gonna start it up and let it run for sixty seconds with, with nothing in it, okay, it's empty this time.

Aaron: [watching the time] That's twenty-two.

Abe: In all the equations that describe motion and heat...

[They start to cross-talk over each other]

Aaron: Now, just one minute, just a second...

Abe: ...in all the Feynman diagrams, what's the one variable that you can turn into negative and still get rational answers from?

Aaron: That's one minute out here...

Abe: It's not mass, it's not...

Aaron: Twenty-two hours...

Abe: It's about twenty-two hundred.

Aaron: ...twenty-two minutes in the box.

Abe: It's an odd, it's an odd number.

Aaron: How many minutes is it? That's thirteen hundred, forty-seven minutes.

Abe: Okay, yeah, thirteen forty-seven, you got that fast.

Aaron: How - Why is it odd? How did you know it was odd?

Abe: Because this is it, okay? This is what's going on...

Aaron: Do you feel like a steak?

[Abe gives him a bemused look]

Aaron: To eat?

Abe: Do you have anything important going on at work today?

Aaron: I hope you're not implying that any day is unimportant at Cortex Semi.

[Aaron and Abe are in the hotel room for the usual six hours, and are tossing a football back and forth]

Aaron: I don't know. What do you mean?

Abe: Well, it's just a little embarassing. The storage room guy sees us come in together, but he never sees us leave.

Aaron: Yeah, but what do you think the receptionist thinks about two guys that, uh, come and get a room for six hours every day?

[a phone rings, and Abe immediately reaches for the motel room's phone]

Abe: [panicky] Did you unplug this? - You brought your *cell phone*?

[Aaron, though his face is blank, still manages to look embarrassed and horrified]

Aaron: Gonna check the caller ID.

[Abe grips the football tightly]

Aaron: [trying to sound reassuring] Yeah, we're not - we're not back.

Abe: Yeah. Yeah, but you can't take it back with you, okay?

Aaron: [answering the phone] This is Aaron. Hey, babe. Um, yeah, I'm not there, I had to come downtown and hold some of these guys' hands. Tell me. Uh, sounds good. Um, no, I gotta eat with these off-site fags. Save mine, though, I'll have it later. Okay. Yeah. Um, yeah, at six.

[Night, outside Aaron's garage. Aaron is arguing that they should prevent Robert and Phillip from visiting while they work on the device]

Aaron: I don't know. I'll tell 'em something. I'll tell 'em we're spraying for bugs or something. It should just be a day or two, anyways.

[sardonically]

Aaron: I mean, unless you want to bring 'em in.

Abe: No, it's just, I mean, they have their work in there, too.

Aaron: [bitterly] You know if Phillip finds out about that or even sees it, he's going to have to take it apart.

Abe: No, I...

Aaron: You know I'm just putting a love tweak on it.

Abe: Yeah, I know. No, you're right.

Aaron: Abe, it's my garage, okay? It's not like they're paying rent.

Abe: What's wrong with our hands?

Aaron: [has his arms tightly wrapped around his chest, his hands tight under his armpits] What do you mean?

Abe: [almost shouting] Why can't we write like normal people?

Aaron: [quietly] I don't know. I can see the letters... I know what they should look like, I just can't get my hand to make them easily.

[Abe is rocking back and forth against the desk; Aaron is quietly jittering]

Abe: Try comparing it to your left hand.

Aaron: It's almost the same.

Abe: [standing next to his car] I'm just saying, why would they put it in there if you didn't need it?

Aaron: All right, one catalytic converter. It's fine. It's fine. Just remember to put it back, okay? Your emissions went up like 300 percent.

Abe: [takes the catalytic converter and looks at it] Is there enough in here?

Aaron: Yeah, it should be. If not, we'll pull the one out of my truck.

[Abe and Aaron are discussing the fact that the device is working with more energy than they're putting into it via the batteries]

Abe: It is weird, though.

Aaron: You wanna see something even weirder?

[Abe looks at him questioningly]

Aaron: Okay, let's go over this again. Two batteries, right? 24 volts? What are we pulling out of this one? Just for fun.

Abe: Twelve volts.

[Aaron unplugs the 12-volt battery and kicks it away from the device, which continues to hum with power]

Aaron: How about this one?

Abe: This would be... twelve volts.

[Aaron unplugs the second 12-volt battery and kicks it away from the device, which continues to hum with power. He shrugs]

Aaron: So what the hell is this thing?

Abe: [skeptically] It doesn't stay like that.

Aaron: No, I mean, it winds down in a few minutes.

[Then, immediately, with frustration fueled by knowledge that the device should not work:]

Aaron: What *does* that?

Aaron: Look, I know that things are bad, okay? I know that you don't agree with what I've done, I know that you're upset and to be honest I'm not too happy with you either right now. But you know that this is gonna pass. So let's just go, let's get out there, let's go somewhere where we don't speak the language.

Aaron: [talking about being inside the device] God, everything is so different in there. You feel how cut off you are, you know? It's this entirely separate world, and you encompass most of it. And the sound... Isn't the sound different, on the inside? It's, it's like it's singing. I guess you can't hear it on the outside. I had this dream in there.

Abe: About what?

Aaron: I was on, or near, the ocean and, uh, I just kept hearing the surf. It was so uneventful, at night, when the tide kept coming in and out.

Abe: Yeah.

Aaron: Yeah.

Aaron: That is no static shock.

Aaron: [to Abe, agitatedly] It's not a matter of trust, it's just...

Aaron: What do they do?

Abe: What do you mean?

Aaron: What does it, what does this company do? Do they make things or...

Abe: I don't know. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that the price goes up. You know, and the volume is so high that the number of shares we're trading is not going to affect the price.

Aaron: You really don't know what they do?

[No answer]

Aaron: That's why you were talking about a mid-cap fund, so the volume'd be high enough to hide us.

Abe: Yeah, yeah. Do you think that's too cautious?

Aaron: I don't know. I know there's a lot of stocks out there that do a lot more than double, but this is my first day.

Aaron: Aaron:

[voiceover]

Aaron: Two milligrams of oral triazolam every seven hours induces a safe sleep state and a minimal metabolic rate. At this continued state of rest, the human body breathes .3 litres of oxygen a minute, or roughly 2000 litres in four days. A Class E oxygen tank holds 625 litres. To maintain hydration, the body cycles through a minimum of two-and-a-half litres of water per day. Any food would be a luxury, but the small tank of medical-grade nitrous oxide would be needed on the other side.

Demetrius: Villain, what hast thou done?

Aaron: That which thou canst not undo.

Chiron: Thou hast undone our mother.

Aaron: Villain, I have done thy mother.

Aaron: If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.

Demetrius: Chiron, thy years wants wit, thy wit wants edge and manners, to intrude where I am graced, and may for aught thou knowest, affected be.

Chiron: Demetrius, thou dost overween it all and so in this, to bare me down with braves. 'Tis not the difference of a year or two makes me less gracious or thee more fortunate. I am as able and as fit as thou to serve and deserve my mistress' grace, and that my sword upon thee shall approve. And plead my passions for Lavinia's love.

Aaron: [to the camera] Clubs, clubs! These lovers will not keep the peace.

Demetrius: [to Chiron] Why, boy, although our mother, unadvised gave you a dancing rapier by your side are you so desprite grown to threat your friends? Go to! Have your lath glued within your sheath till you know better how to handle it.

Chiron: Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have full well shalt thou perceive how much i dare.

Demetrius: Ay, boy, grow ye so brave?

[they draw]

Aaron: [Aaron stops them] How now, lords! Here in the emperor's palace dare you draw and maintain such a quarrel openly? Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge. I would not for a million of gold the cause were known to them it most concerns. Nor would your noble mother for much more be so dishonored in the cort of Rome. For shame, put up.

Demetrius: Not till I have sheathed my rapier in his bosom and withal thrust those reproachful speeches down his throat that he hath breathed in my dishonor here.

Chiron: For that I am prepared and full resolved. Foul-spoken coward, that thunderest with thy tongue and with thy weapon nothing darest perform.

Aaron: Away, I say! Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore, this petty brabble will undo us all. Why, lords, think you not how dangerous it is to step upon a prince's right? What, is Lavinia then become so loose or Bassianus so degenerate that for her love such quarrels may be broached without controlment, justice, or revenge? Young lords, beware. And should the empress know this discord's ground, the music would not please.

Chiron: Demetrius! Here's the son of Lucius! He hath some message to deliver us.

Aaron: Ay, some mad message from his mad grandfather.

Young Lucius: My lords, with all the humbleness I may, I greet your honors from Andronicus.

Demetrius: Gramercy, lovely Lucius. What's the news?

Young Lucius: My grandsire, well advised, hath sent by me the goodliest weapons of his armory to gratify your honorable youth... the hope of Rome, for so he bid me say,and so I do.

[aside]

Young Lucius: And so I leave you both. Like bloody villains.

[young Lusius leaves]

Demetrius: What's here, a scroll written round about.

[reads]

Demetrius: "Integer vitae, scelerisque purus, Non eget Mauri iaculis, nec arce."

Chiron: Oh, 'tis a verse in Horace. I know it well. " He who is pure of life and free of sin needs no bow and arrow of the Moor."

Aaron: Ay, just. A verse in Horace. Right, you have it.

[aside]

Aaron: Now, what a thing it is to be an ass. Here's no sound jest. The old man hath found their guilt and sends them weapons wrapped about with lines that wound beyond their feeling, to the quick. But were our witty empress well afoot, she would applaud Andronicus' conceit, but... let her rest in her unrest awhile.

Chiron: Aaron, a thousand deaths would I propose to achieve her whom I love.

Aaron: To achieve her? How?

Demetrius: Why makest thou it so strange? She is a woman and therefore may be woo'd. She is a woman, therefore may be won. She is Lavinia, therefore must be loved!

Aaron: [At gallows] Oft have I digged up dead mean from their graves and set them upright at their dear friends' doors, even when their sorrows almost was forgot. And on their skins as on the barks of trees, have with my knife carved in Roman letters, "Let not thy sorrow die, though I am dead."

Aaron: [scolding his father] Why can't live your own stupid life? Why do you have to drag me and Elly into it?

Mrs. Kurlander: Must you wear that filthy thing on your head?

Aaron: Ma, it's a hat. You wear it on your head.

Aaron: True or false? Walter Emmins had to go to the hospital because he played with his belly button so much, that it got infected; and they had to operate.

Mrs. Kurlander: Definitely false!

Aaron: It's true! He's gonna be out of school for three weeks.

Mr. Mungo: Perhaps you could spare one or two bites for young Aaron.

Aaron: Oh, no. Really, I couldn't.

Lydia: When Aaron here works for his meal the way I did, he can have some.

Mr. Mungo: That wouldn't be feasible.

Lydia: [Sarcastic] With you, who knows?

Denise: Neither of you are getting me alone. Neither!

Aaron: Ah! We share, right? None of us have to be greedy.

Gabe: Yeah, come on. We'll be good.

Aaron: Oh, you will? Where's the fun in that?

Gabe: Oh, you bad little bitch.

Beth: D'you know what I was thinking, though?

Aaron: What's that?

Beth: I think we should get a gun.

Aaron: Yeah?

Beth: Yeah.

Aaron: Wow... Can't get a gun every time a lightbulb blows. You know how I feel about guns, right?

Beth: I just don't feel safe here any more.

Aaron: Yeah... ah...

Beth: Think I'm being silly, don't you?

Aaron: No. Of course, No. I just... you know, I just worry... with the kids and...

Beth: S'alright...

Aaron: Know what? No. If that's - if that's what you... need to feel safe. We will get a gun.

Beth: Thank you.

Aaron: I'll get one tomorrow. Wanna watch some TV?

Aaron: That is an awfully big gun for a girl.

Victoria Celestine: It gets lighter every time one pulls the trigger.

Aaron: Your father sounds rather eccentric.

Victoria Celestine: You have no idea. All those Christmases back in Holland: I eventually realized it wasn't St. Nicholas leaving the battle-axes under the Christmas tree.

Aaron: You know when it happens it's like being born all over again. You're ripped out from the earth and thrown into something else, to this solitary place.

Sam: To this?

Aaron: No, this can't be it, I'm right back to where it all began. I can't move on. And neither can you.

Sam: After you went, I couldn't be myself any more, in many ways I'm stuck in a world where no one understands, I can't move on.

Aaron: We needed help Sam. We needed guidance.

[First Lines]

Aaron: A great bird landed here. Its songs drew men out of rock. Living men out of bog and heather. Its song put a light in the valleys and harness on the long moors. Its song brought a crystal from space and set it in men's heads. The bird died. Its giant bones blackened and became a mystery. The crystal in mens' heads blackened and fell to pieces. The valleys went out. The moorland broke loose.