Analysing Alien, 40 Years on. The Alien Script by Dan O’Bannon Page 31-50 – Studio Yutani Livestream

Alien by Dan O’Bannon Script/Story Pages 31-50

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Footnotes

pg30

                      STANDARD
Still worried?

ROBY
Oh well... you know me.

STANDARD
I've always respected your opinion,
Martin. If something worries you, it
worries me.

Roby reaches over and changes the slide, to the one of the CRUDELY
DRAWN TRIANGLE ON THE ALIEN CONTROL PANEL
.

ROBY
What would you say that was supposed
to mean?

STANDARD
Well... it's obviously intentional...
some kind of attempt at
communication... maybe it's a symbol
that means something to them...

ROBY
But why draw it on the wall?

Roby switches off the projector, sits up, and rubs his face wearily.
He rises and goes to the coffee machine.


ROBY (CONT'D)
(picking a hair out of the coffeepot)
This ship is full of cat hair.

STANDARD
Tell you what, Martin. As soon as
the engine's fixed --

BEEP! The communicator interrupts Standard. He leans across and
presses the button.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
This is Chaz.

BROUSSARD
(over, filtered)
Chaz, this is Dell. Can you come topside for a minute?

pg31

                      STANDARD
What's up?

BROUSSARD
(over, filtered)
Well, the sun just came up again,
and it seems the wind's died down.
It's as clear as a bell outside.
There's something I think you ought
to see.

STANDARD
I'm on my way.

He and Roby head for the door.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

Broussard is alone in the control room when Standard and Roby arrive.

STANDARD
What is it?

BROUSSARD
Take a look.

EXTERIOR - SHIP - DAY

The dust no longer blows. The day is crisp, clear, and silent.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

BROUSSARD
I was scanning the horizon to see
what I could pick up. Look there, on
that screen.

STANDARD
What is it, I can't --

BLIP! Broussard enlarges the image.
The screen now shows a TAPERING STONE PYRAMID on the horizon.
They all stare at the image for a long moment. The silhouette of the
PYRAMID IS INSTANTLY SUGGESTIVE OF THE SCRAWLED TRIANGLE in the alien
ship.

pg32

Standard presses the nearest communicator and speaks into the grille.

STANDARD
This is Chaz.
All hands topside.
Now.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY - A LITTLE LATER

ANGLE ON A VIEWSCREEN. It shows the PYRAMID on the horizon. CAMERA
PULLS BACK to reveal all the men, sitting and standing around the
room.

STANDARD
Doesn't seem much doubt about it,
does there?

MELKONIS
That creature sure must have
considered it important... using his
last strength to draw it...

BROUSSARD
Maybe they built it.

FAUST
As what?

BROUSSARD
A marker for buried instrumentation?

HUNTER
Or a mass grave.

BROUSSARD
Maybe the rest of the crew is in
there -- in some kind of suspended
animation, waiting to be rescued.

MELKONIS
It wasn't necessarily built by them.

On the screens, a puff of DUST blows in front of the pyramid.

ROBY
Here comes the dust again.

pg33

EXTERIOR - SHIP - DAY

WITH A SHRIEK, THE DUST STORM RETURNS, completely obscuring the SNARK.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

STANDARD
Well, does anyone else agree with
Martin that we should not explore
it?

Everyone looks around the room, but no one volunteers.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
Then the sooner we get moving, the
better.

EXTERIOR - PLANETOID - DAY

LONG SHOT OF THE STONE PYRAMID, dust blowing in front of it. It is a
crumbling, ancient edifice, made of eroded grey stones, windowless,
tapering toward the top.

Standard, Broussard, and Melkonis, wearing the protective suits,
approach the pyramid. As they draw near, it becomes clear that the
pyramid is roughly 50 feet tall.

STANDARD
We can't make out any details or
features yet... but it's definitely
too regular for a natural
formation...

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

Roby and Hunter are present. They are listening to Standard's VOICE ON
THE RADIO.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
(over, filtered)
... There's one thing I can say for
sure though...

BUZZZZZ! Standard's voice is DROWNED OUT BY STATIC.

ROBY
Now what's wrong?

HUNTER
I've completely lost their signal.

pg34

              ROBY
Can you get them back?

HUNTER
I'm trying.

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY

The three men come to the base of the massive structure. Dust and sand
have piled thickly around the crumbling, grey stones that form the
base.

MELKONIS
This looks ancient.

STANDARD
Can't tell -- these weather
conditions could erode anything,
fast.

They walk around the base.

BROUSSARD
There's no entrance.

MELKONIS
Maybe the entrance is buried. Could
be under our feet.

STANDARD
Maybe there is no entrance; the
thing may be solid.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

ROBY
Well, there ought to be some way we
can get through to them --

The INTERCOM BEEPS. Faust's voice is heard.

FAUST
(over, filtered)
Sorry to interrupt, but I'm gonna
charge up the engines for a minute,
okay?

ROBY
Yeah, okay. Go ahead.

pg35

A LOUD, POWERFUL THROBBING BEGINS, drowning out all other sounds, as
the engines are tested.

A light on Roby's panel is FLASHING. We can see that it is the
COMPUTER ALERT.

Irritably, Roby throws the switch.

ROBY (CONT'D)
Yes!

COMPUTER
I have a temporary sequence on the
monitor --

ROBY
Hold it, I can't hear a damn thing!

He puts an earphone to his ear and switches the computer's voice over.

ROBY (CONT'D)
Go ahead!

There is a PAUSE while Roby listens to the computer. His eyes widen.

ROBY (CONT'D)
You mean… you've translated it?

Another PAUSE as he listens to the earphone.

ROBY (CONT'D)
Well come on, come on! What does it
say?

Another PAUSE. Roby's face changes; he looks CHILLED TO THE BONE. His
mouth works.

Abruptly, THE ENGINES SHUT OFF, LEAVING A RINGING SILENCE.

HUNTER
(looking over at Roby)
What? What was that?

ROBY
The computer just translated the
goddamn message. It's not an S.O.S.
It was a warning.

pg36

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY

BROUSSARD
Maybe we can get in by the top.

STANDARD
You want to try?

BROUSSARD
Sure.

Broussard takes out the graplon-gun, and fires the hook up toward the
top of the pyramid. It catches. He clips himself to the wire.

BROUSSARD (CONT'D)
You guys just wait down here till I
say it's okay to come up.

Broussard turns on the climbing device, and begins to walk up the side
of the pyramid.

OMINOUS ANGLES showing Broussard climbing the pyramid, the dust
blowing, the wind shrieking.

EXTERIOR - TOP OF PYRAMID - DAY

The peak of the pyramid is in extreme disrepair. Broussard arrives at
the top and clings to the jagged, crumbling stones.

BROUSSARD
There's a hole at the top.

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY

STANDARD
Can we come up?

BROUSSARD
(over, filtered)
No, it's too small, only room enough
for one person.

STANDARD
Can you see anything in the hole?
  • Grap-lon Hook may be the spear gun used later to kill the Alien or just the way they repel into the cavern in the final script, in Alien: Covenant Daniels uses the climbing gear to defeat the alien along with the crane on the Lifter.
  • Strange Shapes also talks about the mortality of the Alien and the spear gun –
    https://alienseries.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/mortal-after-all/
Data Stick from
http://roncobb.net/

pg37

EXTERIOR - TOP OF PYRAMID - DAY

Broussard leans over and looks into the hole. He sees only blackness.
Freeing one arm, he unclips his datastick from his belt, switches on
the "flashlight" function, and shines it down into the hole.

BROUSSARD
I can see… partway down. It just
goes down like a stovepipe. Smooth
walls. I can't see the bottom --
light won't reach.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

Faust comes trotting up the steps, a questioning look on his face.

FAUST
Yes? What is it?

ROBY
Jay, we've got a problem. I was
wondering if there was any way you
could shortcut the repairs and give
us immediate takeoff capability.

FAUST
(quickly)
Why, what's wrong?

ROBY
The computer's translated the alien
signal, and it's kind of alarming.

FAUST
What do you mean?

ROBY
It couldn't translate the whole
thing, only three phrases. I'll just
read it to you the way I got it:
(reads from a strip of paper)

"… HOSTILE… SURVIVAL… ADVISE DO
NOT LAND… "

(looks up at the others)
And that's all it could translate.

pg38

EXTERIOR - TOP OF PYRAMID - DAY
Hanging from the lip of the hole, Broussard is unclipping gear from
his belt.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Dell, you want to come down, we can
figure out where to go from here.

BROUSSARD
No, I want to go in.
EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY
Standard and Melkonis exchange a glance.

STANDARD
Okay, Dell, but just for a
preliminary look-around. Don't
unhook yourself from your cable. And
be out in less than ten minutes.

EXTERIOR - TOP OF PYRAMID - DAY

BROUSSARD
Right.

Broussard has rigged a tripod across the mouth of the hole. He
unspools a couple feet of wire from the device, and attaches the end
of it to his chest unit.

He climbs over the lip and drops into the hole. He is now hanging by
the wire, with his head and shoulders out of the hole.

BROUSSARD (CONT'D)
Okay, I'm in the mouth of the
chimney now, and I'm starting down.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Take care.

Broussard activates the climbing unit and lowers himself down into the
hole.

pg 39

INTERIOR - PYRAMID - DAY

Bracing his feet against the rough stone wall of the vertical tunnel,
Broussard switches on his datastick and points it down into the
depths.

The beam penetrates only thirty feet or so, then is lost in darkness.

BROUSSARD
It's noticeably warmer in here. Warm
air rising from below.

He starts down, paying out the line and moving down in short hops,
pushing off each time with his feet.

He stops to catch his breath. His breathing rasps loudly in his
helmet.

A little sunlight filters down from above. Looking up, he can see the
mouth of the hole, a glowing spot of light.

Standard's voice comes over his earphones.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Are you okay in there?

BROUSSARD
(gasping for breath)
Yeah, I'm okay. Haven't hit bottom
yet. Definitely a column of warm air
rising; it keeps the shaft clear of
dust.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
What was that Dell, I lost you, do
you read me?

BROUSSARD
Yeah, but this is hard work. Can't
talk now.

He kicks off and continues down, taking longer and longer hops as he
gains confidence.

Pausing for a moment to regain his breath, he shines the light on his
instruments.

pg40

                   BROUSSARD (CONT'D)
I'm way below ground level.

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY

STANDARD
What'd he say?

MELKONIS
I couldn't make it out -- too much
interference.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - DAY

Roby and Hunter.

HUNTER
I'm getting nowhere. The whole area
around the pyramid is dead to
transmission. I think we should go
after them.

ROBY
No.

HUNTER
What do you mean, no?

ROBY
We're not going anywhere.

HUNTER
But they don't know about the
translation! They could be in danger
right now.

ROBY
We can't spare the personnel. We've
got minimum takeoff capability right
now. That's why Chaz left us on
board.

HUNTER
Why, you chickenshit bastard --

ROBY
Just can that crap! I'm in command
here till Chaz returns! And nobody's
leaving this ship!

pg41

INTERIOR - PYRAMID - DAY

Broussard resumes his downward climb. SUDDENLY, HIS FEET LOSE THEIR
PURCHASE AS THE WALLS OF THE SHAFT DISAPPEAR.
The tunnel has reached its end. Below him is an unfathomable,
cavernous space.

BROUSSARD
(huffing and puffing)
Tunnel's gone -- cave or something
below me -- feels like the tropics
in here; air is warm and humid…

(consults his instruments)
… high oxygen content, no dust,
it's completely breathable --

Puffing with exertion, he releases his purchase on the stone walls and
begins to lower himself on power. Now he is dangling free in darkness,
spinning slowly on the wire as the chest unit unwinds.

Finally, his feet hit bottom. He grunts in surprise and almost loses
his balance.

INTERIOR - TOMB - DAY

Broussard is standing on a dusty stone floor, with a feeble column of
sunlight shining down around him from the tunnel above. Around is
solid darkness.

He flashes his datastick around. The beam reveals that he is in a
stone room. STRANGE HEIROGLYPHICS are carved into the walls. They have
a primitive, religious appearance. Row after row of pictograms stretch
from floor to ceiling, some epic history in an unknown language. Huge
religious symbols dominate one wall.

Spaced at intervals are stylized stone statues, depicting grotesque
monsters, half anthropoid, half octopus.

BROUSSARD
It's unbelievable! It's like some
kind of tomb… some primitive
religion! Hey, is anybody there? Do
you read me? Standard!

Annoyed, Broussard yanks off his breathing goggles, and leaves them
hanging around his neck. He takes a deep breath of the wet air.

pg42

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - LATE AFTERNOON

Standard and Melkonis are standing around nervously.

STANDARD
If we don't hear from him soon, I
think we better go in after him.

MELKONIS
Sun will be down in a minute.

INTERIOR - TOMB - LATE AFTERNOON

Face bare, Broussard approaches the center of the room, which is
dominated by a large, broad pedestal. On the pedestal are ROWS OF
LEATHERY URNS OR JARS, EXACTLY LIKE THE ONE BROUSSARD STUMBLED ACROSS
IN THE ALIEN SHIP -- EXCEPT THESE ARE ALL SEALED.

He walks around the urns, studying them. They all have sealed lids. He
shines his light on one of them; then he lays his gloved hand on it.
He lifts his mask radio to his lips.

BROUSSARD
I don't know if you can hear me, but
the place is full of large bottles
or jars, just like the one we found
on the other ship -- except these
are all sealed. Also they're soft to
the touch.

He peers more closely at the leathery object.

BROUSSARD (CONT'D)
Another funny thing -- I just put my
hand on it, and now there are these
raised areas appearing where my
fingertips were.

EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY

THE SUN DROPS BELOW THE HORIZON, throwing the landscape into gloom.
Standard and Melkonis switch on their lights.

STANDARD
Let's go.
He attaches his chest unit to the wire and starts up.

pg43

INTERIOR - TOMB - NIGHT

Broussard is moving his light along the rows of heiroglyphs on the
wall. They depict stylized drawings of strange monsters.
He pauses to quickly change the film clip in his datastick; then he
turns back to the "urn" he was examining -- BUT NOW THERE IS A HOLE IN
THE TOP OF IT.

He shines his light on the floor at the base of the "urn." There lies
the "lid" -- the stopper that had filled the hole. He picks it up and
studies it. It appears more organic than artificial; the inside
surface is spongy and irregular.

Then he turns the light to the now-open "urn."
He bends over the mouth of the "urn" shining the light in, AND WITH
SHOCKING VIOLENCE, A SMALL, OCTOPUS-LIKE THING LEAPS OUT AND ATTACHES
ITSELF TO HIS FACE, WRAPPING ITS TENTACLES AROUND HIS HEAD.

With a MUFFLED SCREAM, he launches himself backward, tearing at the
thing with his hands.

EXTERIOR - TOP OF PYRAMID - NIGHT
The dust blows and howls as Standard and Melkonis arrive at the top,
lights bobbing in the darkness.

STANDARD
(puffing with exertion)
Here's his line. We can haul him out
of there if we have to.

MELKONIS
It'll yank him right off his feet if
he's not expecting it. The line
could get tangled in something.

STANDARD
But what can we do? He's out of
radio contact.

MELKONIS
Maybe we should just wait a few more
minutes.

Standard hesitates, clinging to the lip of the hole.

pg44

                   STANDARD
(making up his mind)
No, I told him to be out in ten
minutes. It's been much longer.
Let's get him out of there.

Standard pulls himself up and crouches precariously on the edge of the
tunnel. He begins to fiddle with the winch mechanism from which
Broussard's line dangles.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
The line's slack. Christ, do you
think the idiot unhooked himself?

He switches on the winch motor. With a whine, it begins to reel the
line in. After a moment, the line TIGHTENS WITH A JERK -- and the
motor slows down, laboring under the added weight.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
There, it caught!

MELKONIS
Is it still coming up, or is it
hooked on something?

STANDARD
No, it's coming.

MELKONIS
Can you see anything?

Standard shines his light down into the hole.

STANDARD
No, I can't see far enough. The
line's moving, though.

For a moment, the two men hang to the narrow top of the pyramid,
saving their strength, while the line reels in and the wind howls.
Then Standard shines his light back down in.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
I can see him! Here he comes!
The winch begins to LABOR HEAVILY.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
Get ready to grab him!

Broussard appears at the top of the pit, dangling limply from the
wire. Standard reaches for him -- then RECOILS SHARPLY.

pg45

                   STANDARD (CONT'D)
Look out! There's something on
his face!

Melkonis attempts to come to his aid.

MELKONIS
What is it?

STANDARD
Don't touch him, watch it!

In their panic and confusion, the men teeter momentarily, finally
regain their balance. They shine their lights on Broussard.
He appears to be completely unconscious -- AND THE OCTOPUS THING IS
STILL WRAPPED AROUND HIS FACE, MOTIONLESS.

MELKONIS
Oh God, oh God no.

STANDARD
Help me -- I'm going to try to get
it off.

With his gloved hands, Standard grasps the tentacled mess and tries to
pull it from Broussard's head.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
It won't come -- it's stuck.

MELKONIS
What is it?

STANDARD
How the hell should I know? Come on,
give me a hand, let's get him out of
there!

pg46

The two men grapple with Broussard's limp body, lifting him from the
hole.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - NIGHT

Roby and Hunter are sitting moodily, silent. There is a long moment
while nothing is said, then:

HUNTER
I've got 'em! They're back on my
screens!

ROBY
(leaps to his feet)
How many?

HUNTER
Three blips! They're coming this
way!

Roby grabs a microphone.

ROBY
(into mike)
Hey, can you guys hear me?

pg47

                   STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Yeah, we hear you! We're coming
back!

ROBY
Thank Christ! We lost you! Listen,
there's been a new development --

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Can't talk now; Broussard's injured.
We'll need some help getting him
into the ship.

Roby collapses into a chair, suddenly limp with apprehension. He's
feared something like this all along, and now it has begun to happen.

ROBY
(to himself)
Oh no.

HUNTER
(into intercom)
Jay, this is Cleave! Meet me at the
main air lock!

Hunter dashes from the room.
Roby remains where he is, seated at his console. He is stunned, his
mind racing. CAMERA MOVES IN ON HIS FACE.

INTERIOR - CORRIDOR OUTSIDE AIR LOCK - NIGHT

Hunter comes racing down the steps and hurries up to the inner lock
door.

He presses the wall intercom.

pg48

                   HUNTER
(into intercom)
Martin, I'm by the inner lock door!
I'll wait here for you to let them
in!

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - NIGHT

ROBY
(strangely quiet)
Right.

INTERIOR - CORRIDOR OUTSIDE AIR LOCK - NIGHT

Faust comes running up, covered with grime.

FAUST
What the hell's going on?

HUNTER
Don't know -- Broussard got hurt
somehow.

FAUST
Hurt! How?

HUNTER
Don't know -- maybe we'll be real
lucky and he just broke his neck.
(a beat)
I knew we shouldn't of come down
here.

INTERIOR - BRIDGE - NIGHT

Roby is seated alone in the room, listening to the transmission from
Standard and Melkonis.

pg49

                   STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Martin, are you there?

Roby leans forward and speaks into the microphone.

ROBY
Here, Chaz.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
We're coming up now, open the outer
lock door.

ROBY
Chaz -- what happened to Broussard?

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
It's some kind of organism, it's
attached itself to him. Let us in.

Roby does not reply.

STANDARD (CONT'D)
(over, filtered)
You hear me, Martin? Open the outer
door.

ROBY
Chaz, if it's an organism, and we
let it in, the ship will be
infected.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
We can't leave him out here, open
the door.

ROBY
(urgently)
Chaz, listen to me -- we've broken
every rule of quarantine. If we
bring an organism on board, we won't
have a single layer of defense left.

STANDARD
(over, filtered)
Martin, this is an order! Open the
door!

Hating it, Roby leans forward and throws the switch.

pg50


INTERIOR - CORRIDOR OUTSIDE AIR LOCK - NIGHT

A RED LIGHT goes on, on a console on the wall. The whine of a large
servo is heard, followed by a solid metallic CLUNK.

HUNTER
Outer door's open.

After a moment, they hear the motor sound again, followed by another
CLUNK. The outer door has closed again. The red light goes off.
The inner door slides open, and Standard and Melkonis stagger through,
carrying the sagging body of Broussard. A cloud of choking dust
follows them out of the lock.

STANDARD
(pulling off his mask)
You men stay clear, there's a
parasite on him.

Hunter and Faust RECOIL.

HUNTER
Oh -- God -- oh --

FAUST
Is it alive?

STANDARD
I don't know but don't touch it.
Give us a hand here, let's get him
up to the Autodoc.

Hunter and Faust move in carefully to help with the limp burden.

INTERIOR - INFIRMARY

One of them flicks on the lights as they come shuffling into the
medical room, carrying Broussard.
Revealed is a rather small cubicle whose walls are lined with
machinery. The principle item of interest is a mechanized bunk bed,
which rests in a cradle and slides in and out of a slot in the wall.

STANDARD
Help me, come on, let's get him up
here.

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