Newt Quotes in Aliens (1986)

Private Hudson: [after the drop ship crash] Well, that's great. That's just fuckin' great, man! Now what the fuck are we supposed to do? We're in some real pretty shit now, man!

Corporal Hicks: [grabs him by the shirt] Are you finished?

Newt: I guess we're not gonna be leaving now, right?

Ripley: I'm sorry, Newt.

Newt: You don't have to be sorry. It wasn't your fault.

Private Hudson: That's it, man. Game over, man. Game over! What the fuck are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?

Burke: Maybe we can build a fire, sing a couple of songs, huh? Why don't we try that?

Newt: We'd better get back 'cause it'll be dark soon and they mostly come at night. Mostly.

Newt: My mommy always said there were no monsters - no real ones - but there are.

Ripley: Yes, there are, aren't there?

Newt: Why do they tell little kids that?

Ripley: Most of the time it's true.

Ripley: These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers.

Newt: It won't make any difference.

Newt: We'd better get back, 'cause it'll be dark soon, and they mostly come at night... mostly.

[last lines]

Newt: Are we gonna sleep all the way home?

Ripley: All the way home.

Newt: Can I dream?

Ripley: Yes, honey. I think we both can.

[tucks Newt in]

Ripley: Sleep tight.

Newt: I-ffirmative.

Ripley: [referring to the doll] Look, no bad dreams there.

Newt: Ripley, she doesn't have bad dreams because she's just a piece of plastic.

Private Hudson: [knowing that the Aliens are close, Hicks and Vasquez are welding the door shut] Movement. Signal's clean. Range, twenty meters.

Ripley: They've found a way in, something we've missed.

Corporal Hicks: We didn't miss anything.

Private Hudson: Seventeen meters.

Ripley: [checking the tracker] Something under the floor, not in the plans, I don't know.

Private Hudson: Fifteen meters.

Newt: Ripley.

Corporal Hicks: Definitely inside the barricades.

Newt: Let's go.

Private Hudson: Tweleve meters.

Ripley: That's right outside the door. Hicks, Vasquez get back.

Private Hudson: Man, this is a big fuckin' signal.

Corporal Hicks: How are we doing, Vasquez? Talk to me.

Private Vasquez: Almost there.

[they weld the door shut and step back away from the door]

Private Vasquez: They're right on us.

Corporal Hicks: Remember: short, controlled bursts.

Private Hudson: Nine meters. Seven. Six.

Ripley: That can't be; that's inside the room.

Private Hudson: It's reading right man, look!

Corporal Hicks: Then you're not reading *it* right.

Private Hudson: Five meters, man. Four. What the hell?

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...

Newt: [to Ripley after they return to the ship] I knew you'd come.

Ripley: I dunno how you managed to stay alive, but you're one brave kid, Rebecca.

Newt: [whispers] N... Newt...

Ripley: What'd you say?

Newt: Newt. My name's Newt. Nobody calls me Rebecca, except my brother.

Ripley: Try this. It's a little hot chocolate. There you go. 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's Newt. Nobody calls me Rebecca, except my brother.

Ripley: Newt ? I like that. I'm Ripley. It's nice to meet you.

Newt's Father: Folks, we have scored big this time

Newt: What is it, Dad ?

Newt's Father: I'm not sure

Newt: Great, we're all bloody inspired.

Newt: Hell of a first day, Greenie. Here. Put some hair on your chest.

[hands Thomas a glass of unfamiliar liquid]

Thomas: Oh my God! What is that?

Newt: I don't even know. It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret.

Thomas: Yeah, well he's still an asshole.

Newt: He saved your life today. Trust me, the maze is a dangerous place.

Thomas: We're trapped here, aren't we?

Newt: For the moment, but... you see those guys, there, by the fire? Those are the Runners. And that guy in the middle there, that's Minho. He's the Keeper of the Runners. Now, every morning, when those doors open, they run the maze, mapping it, memorizing it, trying to find a way out.

Thomas: How long have they been looking?

Newt: Three years.

Thomas: And they haven't found anything?

Newt: Its a lot easier said than done. Listen. Hear that? It's the maze, changing. It changes every night.

Thomas: How is that even possible?

Newt: You can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards. Listen the truth is... the Runners are the only ones who really know what's out there. They are the strongest and the fastest of us all. And it's a good thing, too... because if they don't make it back before those doors close... then they are stuck out there for the night, and no one has ever survived a night in the maze.

Thomas: What happens to them?

Newt: Well, we call 'em Grievers. Of course, no one's ever seen one and lived to tell about it, but they're out there.

Frypan: Newt, what do you see?

Newt: It's a girl. I think she's dead.

Gally: What's in her hand?

Newt: [Newt takes note from Teresa's hand] "She's the last one... ever." What the hell does that mean?

Teresa: [Wakes up, gasping] Thomas...!

Gally: Things are changing. There's no denying that. First Ben gets stung in broad daylight, and then Alby, and now our Greenie here has taken it upon himself to go into the maze, which is a clear violation of our rules here.

Frypan: Yeah... but he saved Alby's life.

Gally: Did he? For three years, we have coexisted with these things, and now you've killed one of them. Who knows what that could mean for us.

Newt: Well, what do you suggest we do?

Gally: He has to be punished.

Newt: Minho. You were there with him. What do you think?

Minho: I think in all the time we've been here, no one's ever killed a Griever before. When I turned tail and ran, this dumb shank stayed behind to help Alby. Look, I don't know if he's brave or stupid, but whatever it is, we need more of it. I say we make him a Runner.

Frypan: A Runner? What? Minho, let's not jump the gun, here, all right? All right?

Chuck: [trying to raise a chant] Thom-as! Thom-as! Thom-as! Thom-as...

Gally: Look, if you want to throw the newbie a parade, that's fine. Go ahead, but if there is one thing I know about the maze, it is that you do not...

[Alarm Sounds]

Thomas: This place... it's not what we thought it was. It's not a prison, it's a test. It all started when we were kids. They'd give us these challenges. They were experimenting on us, and then people started disappearing, every month, one after the other, like clockwork.

Newt: They were sending them up into the maze.

Thomas: Yeah, but not all of us.

Newt: What d'you mean?

Thomas: Guys, I'm one of them. The people who put you here, I worked with them. I-I watched you guys for years. The entire time you've been here, I... I was on the other side of it.

[looking at Teresa]

Thomas: And so were you.

Teresa: What?

Thomas: Teresa, we did this to them.

Teresa: No. That can't be true.

Thomas: It is. I saw it.

Teresa: Why would they send us up if we were with them?

Thomas: It doesn't matter.

Newt: He's right. It doesn't matter... any of it... because the people we were before the maze - they don't even exist anymore. These Creators took care of that. But what does matter is who we are now, and what we do, right now. You went into the maze and you found a way out.

Thomas: Yeah, but if I hadn't, Alby would still be alive.

Newt: Maybe. But I know that if he were here, he would be telling you the exact same thing: Pick your ass up and finish what you've started. Because if we do nothing, then that means Alby died for nothing, and I can't have that.

Thomas: We found this. It was inside a Griever.

Newt: These are the same letters we get in our supplies.

Thomas: Yeah. Whoever put us here obviously made the Grievers. Now, this is the first real clue, the first anything, you've found in over three years. Right, Minho?

Minho: Right.

Thomas: Newt, we gotta go back out there. Who knows where this might lead us.

Gally: You see what he is trying to do, right? First he breaks our rules and then he tries to convince us to abandon them totally. The rules are the only thing that have ever held us together. Why now are we questioning that? If Alby was here, you know he'd agree with me. This shank needs to be punished.

Newt: You're right. Thomas broke the rules. One night in the Pit and no food.

Gally: Oh, come on, Newt. One night in the Pit? You think that's gonna stop him from going into the maze?

Newt: No. And we can't just have non-runners running into the maze whenever they feel like it, so let's just make this official.

Newt: [to Thomas] Starting from tomorrow, you're a Runner.

Gally: Wow.

Frypan: Gally...

Gally: Nah, Fry.

Thomas: Thanks, Newt.

Thomas: But why would Alby go into the maze? I mean, he's not a runner.

Newt: [while chopping a tree by its roots] Things are different now. Alby went to retrace Ben's footsteps before sundown. Are you gonna help?

Thomas: Okay, so he's gonna go back to where Ben was just stung, and...

Newt: Alby knows what he's doing, all right? He knows better than any of us.

Thomas: What does that mean?

Newt: Well, it's like you've heard, yeah? Every month, the Box sends up a new arrival - but someone had to be first, right? Someone had to have spent a whole month in the Glade, alone. That was Alby. I mean, it can't have been easy; but, when those other boys started coming up, one after the other, he saw the truth, and he learned that the most important thing is that we all have each other, because we're all in this together.

Newt: You think I have a bloody clue? Bunch of crazies want to eat us for breakfast, by the looks of it. We need to find another room, have a Gathering. All this noise is driving nails through my buggin' skull.

Newt: We weren't the only maze.

[Thomas saves Newt from a crank]

Newt: Thanks, Tommy

[last lines]

Vince: Hey, kid, look around you. Alright? WICKED just kicked our ass. You think about where you're headed...

Thomas: I'm not asking anyone to come with me.

Newt: Thomas, listen to me. I've known Minho for... well, as long as I can remember. So if there is any way we could help him, trust me, I would be up there standing next to you. This, what you're talking about, is impossible.

Jorge: More like suicide.

Thomas: Maybe. But I know what I'm supposed to do now. It's not just about Minho. It's about all of us. It's about everyone WICKED's ever taken, everyone they will take. They'll never stop. They'll never stop, so, I'm gonna stop them. I'm gonna kill Ava Paige.

Harriet: I have to admit... I'd like some revenge.

Vince: Well, that's a good speech, kid. So what's your plan?

Newt: Sometimes I think Justin forgets who's holding the camera.

Newt: Animals are like people, they live for love.

Peggy: I've always been disappointed by people. I've really only been able to count on my pets. I know it's pathetic, but...

Newt: Hey, it's not pathetic.

Peggy: But it's enough. It was enough last month and last week, and it'll be enough next week.

Newt: ...and... well, we have a dog here who needs a home... and this dog, Valentine is his name... uh, has some behavioral issues and I just thought that maybe you might fall in love with him; it's a shot in the dark here, but I'm just desperate because I don't want to see him die... but no pressure.

Peggy: I've always been disappointed by people. So... I've really only been able to count on my pets. I know it's pathetic, but...

Newt: Hey, it's not pathetic.

Peggy: ...but it's enough. It was enough last month and last week and it'll be enough next week, and... because of you, I've really been able to, acknowledge that part of my life in a deeper way, so... so thank you. And this just, you know, confirms what I already know, so...