Lieutenant Gorman Quotes in Aliens (1986)

Ripley: How many drops is this for you, Lieutenant?

Lieutenant Gorman: Thirty eight... simulated.

Private Vasquez: How many *combat* drops?

Lieutenant Gorman: Uh, two. Including this one.

Private Drake: Shit.

Private Hudson: Oh, man...

Lieutenant Gorman: Any questions?

[Hudson raises his hand]

Lieutenant Gorman: What is it, Private?

Private Hudson: How do I get out of this chickenshit outfit?

Sergeant Apone: You secure that shit, Hudson!

Lieutenant Gorman: Hicks, meet me at the south lock. We're coming in.

Corporal Hicks: Roger.

Private Hudson: [to Vasquez] He's comin' in. I feel safer already.

Private Vasquez: Pendejo jerk off...

Lieutenant Gorman: [referring to the knife game] I thought you never missed, Bishop.

[Ripley looks up to see a white milky substance leaking from between Bishop's thumb and index fingers]

Ripley: [to Burke in an accusatory tone] You never said anything about an android being on board! Why not?

Burke: Pff, it never... never occurred to me. It's just common practice. We always have a synthetic on board.

Bishop: I prefer the term "Artificial Person" myself.

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?

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.

Ripley: Lieutenant, what do those pulse rifles fire?

Lieutenant Gorman: 10 millimeter explosive tip caseless. Standard light armor piercing rounds. Why?

Ripley: Well, look where your team is. They're right under the primary heat exchangers.

Lieutenant Gorman: So?

Ripley: So, if they fire their weapons in there, won't they rupture the cooling system?

Burke: [interjecting] Ho, ho, ho. Yeah, she's absolutely right.

Lieutenant Gorman: So? So what?

Burke: Look, this whole station is basically a big fusion reactor, right? So you're talkin' about a thermonuclear explosion and adiós, muchachos.

Lieutenant Gorman: Oh, great. Wonderful. Shit!

Lieutenant Gorman: Drake, check your camera. There seems to be a malfunction.

[Drake smacks his head and camera against a nearby support, the picture clears]

Lieutenant Gorman: That's better.

Lieutenant Gorman: [to Apone over the mic while the aliens are attacking the marines] I want you to lay down a suppressing fire with the incinerators and fall back by squads to the APC, over.

Sergeant Apone: Say again? All after incinerators?

Lieutenant Gorman: [irritated] I said I want you to lay down a suppressing fire with the incinerators and fall back by squads to the APC...

[an alien sneaks up behind Apone and attacks him, his screams heard over the mic while his video feed goes dead]

Lieutenant Gorman: Apone... talk to me.

[more insistent]

Lieutenant Gorman: Apone, talk to me...

Ripley: He's gone!

Lieutenant Gorman: Ripley, what the *hell* are you doing?

Lieutenant Gorman: What's her name again?

Corporal Dietrich: Rebecca

Lieutenant Gorman: Now think Rebecca. Concentrate. Just start at the beginnings. Where are your parents? Now look Rebecca, you have to try...

Ripley: Gorman. Give it a rest, why don't you?

Lieutenant Gorman: Total brain lock.

Corporal Dietrich: Physically Bordeline malnutrtion, but not permanent damage.

Lieutenant Gorman: Come on. We are wasting our time.

Ripley: Try this. It's a little hot chocolate. There you go. Oup! That good, huh! Uh oh. I made a clean spot here. Now I 've done it. Guess I'll have to do the whole thing Hard to believe there's a little girl under all this. And a pretty one, too. You don't talk much, do you? I don't know how you managed to stay alive. But you're one brave kid, Rebecca.

Newt: Newt.

Ripley: What'd you say?

Newt: Newt. My name is Newt. Nobody calls me Rebecca except my brother.

Ripley: Newt? I'd like that. I'm Ripley. It's nice to meet you. And who is this ?

Newt: Casey.

Ripley: Hello, Casey. What about your brother? What's his name?

Newt: Timmy

Ripley: Is Timmy around here too? Maybe hiding like you were?... Any sisters ?... Mom and Dad ?... Newt. Look at me. Where are they?

Newt: They're dead, all right? Can I go now?

Ripley: I'm sorry Newt. Don't you think you'd be safer here with us? These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers.

Newt: It won't make any difference...

Lieutenant Gorman: All right, let's see what we can see.

Ripley: I don't believe this. You guys throw me at the wolves, and now you want me to go back out there? Forget it. It's not my problem.

Burke: Can I finish ?

Ripley: No. There's no way.

Lieutenant Gorman: Ripley, you wouldn't be going in with the troops. I can guarantee your safety.

Burke: These colonials marines are very though hombres. They're packing state of the art firepower. There's nothing they can't handle. Lieutenant, am I right ?

Lieutenant Gorman: That's true. We've been trained to deal with situations like this.

Lieutenant Gorman: All right. Drake, this way. We should be able to cut through the Med-Lab to Operations.