INT. LOADING LOCK: The doors open slowly, due to the weight on them, but they finally open completely. The loader tumbles clear, falling into the void.
The Queen falls free, hanging in the opening of the door by Ripley's ankle. It screeches in the wind as the air pushes against it with extreme force.
Ripley is loosing the fight. Her strength in almost gone. Her arm feels as if it is going to rip free at any moment.
She screams in pain as her shoe rips away from her foot, dropping the Queen into the depths of space.
EXT. SULACO - AIRLOCK: The Queen spins away from the open airlock door, tumbling into the blackness, shrieking and clawing for survival. It's fight is over.
INT. LOADING AIRLOCK: With all her strength, Ripley fights the blasting air, crawling up to the lip of the inner doorway and starts to climb over it.
INT. CARGO BAY: Newt's strength is gone and she slides away from the equipment that she held onto toward the open airlock. Bishop reaches out desperately for her as she slides past him.
NEWT: (screaming) BISHOP!
He catches her arm and hangs on as she dangles doll-like, in the air blast.
TIGHT ON AIRLOCK LIP: as Ripley's hand comes over it, then the rest of her. She crawls over the lip and lays on the deck. Newt claws up to Bishop and holds onto him. Ripley yanks at the closed OVERRIDE panel on the deck and pulls it open. Hits the inner door close. The door closes next to her. She pulls her leg out of the way. The turbulent air eddies and settles. She rolls over and lies on her back, drained of all strength. Gasping for breath.
Weakly, she turns, seeing Bishop and Newt together. Ripley slowly crawls over to them and grabs Newt. Newt turns and hugs her desperately.
RIPLEY: Oh god.
Bishop looks up at them. He is encrusted with his own vanilla milkshake blood. His voice is gargled with the fluid.
BISHOP: Not bad for…a human.
Ripley looks down at him. He gives her a small, grim smile. She turns back and clings to Newt. She has won the war.
INT. HYPERSLEEP: Newt stands, cross-armed, by a hypersleep capsule. Panning down, we see Bishop enclosed within a plastic membrane.
ANGLE ALONG CAPSULES: showing Hicks in the foreground, asleep in his capsule with bandages over his face and chest, and Bishop in his right behind him. Newt stands watching as the capsule doors whine closed.
TIGHT ON HICKS: as the door closes, we see Hicks' face sleeping peacefully through clear top. Part of his face is bandaged up from the acid burns.
Newt walks over to Ripley at the hypersleep control board. Ripley punches in a few more commands and closes the keyboard.
They both move over to Newt's capsule. Newt gets in and sits up.
NEWT: Are we going to sleep all the way home?
RIPLEY: All the way home.
NEWT: Can I dream?
Ripley smiles and brushes a strand of hair from Newt's forehead.
RIPLEY: Yes, honey. I think we both can.
Ripley points to something on Newt's shirt. She looks down and Ripley flicks her nose. The both giggle.
Newt lies back on the bed.
RIPLEY: Sleep tight.
DISSOLVE TO NEWT IN CAPSULE. It's a two shot, with Ripley behind, perfect in sleep.