Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Meet back here in four hours. Keep your comm open.
(SIGHS)
You wanna give a girl a hand?
Open the door.
to lead this mission.
B-46 closed.
We don't know what the fuck's out there.
You have symphonies in you, brother.
(ALL PANTING) DANIELS: Get in.
(PLAYING NOTES)
Okay, let's go. Let's get the fuck out of here.
MOTHER". Understood. Commencing descent now.
I can't play.
You got it!
the 2,000 colonists on this ship.
So, we lost 47 colonists...
all utterly meaningless
Seven years, four months.
the company didn't trust me...
COLE: What the fuck was that?
(GROANING)
What? TENNESSEE: We got company!
WEYLAND: What do you see?
Captain.
DANIELS: Jesus.
MOTHER: Understood.
Forward engine, starboard side.
(CREW CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
What are the odds of finding human vegetation...
Let's kill this fucker.
It was a random localized event, sir.
Holy shit!
TENNESSEE: Ricks, release the docking clamps.
Damn frustrating, I'd say.
Will do.
(WIND HOWLING)
Stand by.
Attention.
Fuck the tolerances.
Captain! Get down!
TENNESSEE: Mother is saying the storm
How did we miss this? We scanned the entire sector.
one could die happy...
No, Karine, that's not it. They don't trust me.
(LEDWARD CHOKING AND SCREAMING)
Made people uncomfortable.
She will be back online at eight bells.
LOPE: Daniels!
(GROANING)
"I hope you're right."
that mankind is a random byproduct
DRAM: Daniels, come in.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(SCREAMING)
Walter?
(SIGHS)
There have been a few updates since your day.
(FLUTE PLAYING)
(DANIELS GRUNTING)
I'm not free-climbing here.
Now put your fingers where mine are.
"and despair!"
(ALIEN GROWLING)
I will serve you. Yet, you are human.
Then why did you sacrifice your hand for her life?
(DANIELS GRUNTS)
We've got access to fresh water.
(UNDOING BUTTONS)
Talk to me. Look at me. (GRUNTING)
(DANIELS LAUGHS TEARFULLY)
(ALARM BLARING)
Fucking help me!
DANIELS: It's good to hear your voice, Tee.
Officially?
Understood.
But you are not allowed to create.
WALTER: On my way, Mother.
So, what was it?
Mother, bring us to 80 kilometers
ORAM: Daniels! Look at me, look at me.
I hate space. (ALARM BLARING)
Captain Oram.
...require the corroboration
I think it's safe to say that none of us are too keen...
Then, in the blink of an eye...
(LOPE SCREAMING)
There must be more.
As you wish, Captain.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Dead. They're all dead!
(VOICE BREAKING) Copy.
I don't know from what,
DANIELS: Jake! Oh, my God!
(SIGHS)
We're having a hell of a time tracking you.
Ricks, how far is it?
where there can't be any humans.
Do you see this shit?
and not the old man.
And please do make yourselves at home...
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
(GRUNTS) ...reserve power. (ALARM BLARING)
We've spent a decade searching for Origae-6.
Well, well, well.
Very unlikely.
Why don't you look out the damn window, hon?
(GRUNTING)
AN KOR: All good, Tee?
as your captain.
You see, Captain...
LOPE: Stay back!
FARIS: Get him to the Med Bay...
Over here. ROSENTHAL: Be careful.
and be counted on to make qualified,
DANIELS: Lope!
I'm coming in. I'm coming in.
So, let's get this ship fixed. Okay?
(EXHALES IN RELIEF)