Its der Kopf abgeschlagen, wird niemand nach dem hute fragen.
Ellen Ripley: — How many drops is this for you, Lieutenant?
Gorman: — Thirty-eight... Simulated.
Vasquez: — How many combat drops?
Gorman: — Uh, two... including this one.
Hudson: — Shit.
— Why don't you wait inside? You like waiting inside.
— I don't think so. You've got an amnesiac Archangel hiding out in your bookshop. I spent last night worrying If he's going to wake up. What if he remembers who he is, what if he's faking it? He could smite me. When Gabriel smites you, you've been... Smited? Smut?
— Smitten. I believe.
— When we asked for "special programs", they gave us special prisons.
— Yeah, well... little bit of a difference.
— Has he been in jail long?
— [reading a file] Twelve years.
— Does he have much longer to serve?
— Mmm.
— What did he do?
— He raped a nun...
— Oh, God. Oh, God. Jes... oh, God!
— And...
— "And"? I don't want to know an "and". Why is there an "and"?
— Look, look, look, look, look. He's fine as long as he gets his medications...
— And if he doesn't get his medications?
— He's not fine.
Humans forget their foolishness and repeat their mistakes. If humans do not redeem themselves willingly, they will not change.
There is no shame in being wrong. Nobody expects much from you, anyway.