Riddick (2013)

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(SQUAWKING)

RIDDICK:

Don't know how many times.

I've been crossed off the

list and left for dead.

Guess when it first happens

the day you were born,

you're gonna lose count.

(SHRIEKING)

So this,

this ain't nothing new.

(CHOKING)

(SQUAWKING)

(SQUAWKING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(SNIFFS)

(JACKALS HOWLING IN DISTANCE)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(JACKALS GROWLING IN DISTANCE)

(PANTING)

(JACKALS GROWLING)

(JACKALS SNARLING)

(SNIFFS)

(HEARTBEAT SLOWING)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROWLING SOFTLY)

(SNARLING)

(SNARLING LOUDLY)

(GRUNTING)

(WHIMPERS)

(SNARLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(WHIMPERING)

(SQUELCHING)

(GROANING IN PAIN)

(PANTING)

(JACKALS BARKING)

(GROWLING)

(SNIFFING)

(GROWLING)

(HISSING)

(SHRIEKING)

(SNARLING)

(SQUAWKING)

(HISSING)

(ROARING)

(GRUNTING)

(SNARLING)

(ROARS)

RIDDICK:

There are bad days,

and then there are

legendary bad days.

Whole damn planet

wanted a piece of me.

Can't stay in the open.

Can't risk another attack.

It's always the punch you don't

see coming that puts you down.

But why didn't I see it?

(GRUNTS)

But why didn't I see it?

Of course they were

gonna try to k*ll me.

Death is what they

do for a living.

(STONE SHIFTING)

So the question ain't

"What happened?".

The question is.

"What happened to me?"

(WOMAN MOANS)

You are the Lord Marshal now.

How did they get so close?

How did I let them

blindside me like that?

CROWD: Threshold!

Take us to the threshold!

RIDDICK:

Necromongers.

Some wanted to put a

crown on my head.

Some wanted to put a

noose around my neck.

Okay, more nooses than crowns.

I needed a way out.

Some new place.

Or maybe just an old one.

But how do you find something

you've never seen?

Please, come back to bed.

Sometimes I think you never

sleep, Lord Marshal.

How can I sleep when

I have so many...

Distractions?

So what is the best

way to a man's heart?

Between the fourth

and fifth rib.

That's where I usually go.

I'll put a twist at the

end if I wanna make sure.

They'll never let you stand at the threshold

of Underverse without embracing the faith.

That's why they come after

you, these assassins.

They think of you

as something wrong.

Cursed. Illegitimate.

What are you gonna do when

you're born that way?

(RUSTLING)

(GASPS)

Did you hear?

Do you think the guards

are still there?

Lord Marshal!

Something like that?

I said between the

fourth and fifth.

Fifth and sixth? Body cavity.

(GASPS)

(THUDS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Making more friends, I see.

But who put her up to it?

Which commander?

It could be any of many.

Don't doubt it for a second,

Commander Vaako.

Lord Marshal.

They say you lost

your nerve, Vaako,

after that big

swing and a miss.

Is that what they say?

Now what are you gonna do

to get that cred back?

What's the big play?

Something splashy.

Actually,

I had in mind

something different.

I've been thinking about

an early campaign.

My very first.

I was but a boy.

We dropped from the sky and

did what Necromongers do.

Destruction was breathtaking.

But then we met resistance.

Ferocious like a

storm of lions.

Each one of them k*lled

over a hundred Necro

before their weapons failed.

And then they k*lled

another 30 more.

Barehanded.

Our firepower and

strength in numbers

eventually won us the day.

I can still see him, the last

of those magnificent warriors,

standing on a pile of his own.

And he looked at me.

And I will never

forget those eyes.

His eyes were just like yours.

The planet was Furya.

I know what it's called.

You just don't

know where it is.

I need charts. I need maps.

- Impossible.

- I need a direction.

Purged from all records,

as you well know.

But you remember where.

So many worlds...

The only map left in existence

is the one that's in

my head, Riddick.

So what do you want?

The crown?

Transcendence.

Krone.

Break off a ship.

Riddick's going home.

RIDDICK:

Transcendence.

I guess that was Necro speak for "Get the

f*ck off our ship and make it forever."

Fine by me.

You can't blame him

for dangling Furya.

Home has a certain equity.

But I do blame him

for what came next.

It's along way to come.

For this.

RIDDICK: This guy with the

f*cked-up face, Krone,

he was supposed to

be our ride home.

But instead of Furya, we

wind up someplace called...

(SNIFFS)

Not Furya.

Yet again, someone was

trying to play me.

So yet again,

we play for blood.

(SOLDIERS GROANING)

(RIDDICK GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTING)

(g*nf*re)

(GROUND RUMBLING)

You keep what you

k*ll, Riddick!

You keep what you k*ll!

RIDDICK: Somewhere along

the way, I lost a step.

I got sloppy.

Dulled my own edge.

Maybe I went and did the

worst crime of all...

I got civilized.

So now we zero the clock.

Just me and this

no-name world.

Gotta find that

animal side again.

(WHIMPERING)

(PUP DRINKING)

(SQUEAKS)

Before long, I realized there was

a whole other world over there,

of water, grass and life.

Just had one thing in my way.

(HISSING)

(SQUEAKING)

(GROWLS)

(SNARLS)

Hey.

(WHIMPERING)

(SNUFFLING)

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS)

(RETCHING)

(PUP WHIMPERING)

(BARKING)

(PUP WHIMPERING)

(BARKS)

(SNARLING)

(HISSING)

(GRUNTING)

Come on, show me some teeth.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREECHES)

(YELLS)

(SNARLING)

(SCREECHES)

(PUP BARKING)

Escape artist, huh?

(HISSING)

(YELLS)

(SCREECHES)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(SCREECHING)

(BARKING)

(ROARS)

(ROARING)

(PUP BARKS)

(SNUFFLING)

(BARKS)

(GROWLING)

(BARKS)

(SNUFFLING)

(BARKS)

(GRUMBLING)

What you got over there?

(SNAPS FINGERS)

(GRUMBLING)

(BARKING AND SNARLING)

Thought we shared everything.

(GRUMBLING)

(BARKING AND SNARLING)

(GROWLING)

(WHIMPERING)

(YELPS)

Drop it.

(PANTING)

(GROWLING)

Stay.

Bounty hunters.

Wait.

Wait...

Steady...

Okay, now.

(SNARLS)

Sounds good.

Mmm...

(SNIFFS)

Mmm!

All yours.

(SNIFFING)

(SNORTS)

It says "dog food" on it.

If you could read.

(GRUMBLES)

Come on.

(SIGHS)

All right. Bring

me my reserve.

Where's yours?

(SNARLS)

(CHUCKLES)

(GROWLS)

(GRUMBLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Rain.

(GRUMBLING)

It's a good thing.

Just because you've never seen it

before doesn't mean it's a bad thing.

Hey, easy.

Looks like our

time is up here.

(WHIRRING)

(PANTING)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

Nothing.

Look again, Diaz.

Somebody should teach this

Riddick as*h*le how to count.

"Leave one ship"? Like we've got

a f*cking spare laying around.

Let's crank it up.

(WHIRRING)

Good morning, Cyclops.

(SHIP POWERING DOWN)

Hey, Luna.

Yeah.

Wake her up, kick

her out of bed.

What do you mean?

We're running heavy.

She's a prisoner. Wasn't she

gonna pay our way back?

We're going big now.

Okay? Cut that 60 kilos loose.

(HISSING)

(WHIRRS)

(WHIRRS)

Get away! Get away from me!

Stop, just stop!

What do you want now?

I'm gonna take off the

restraints. Okay?

I don't want them off.

No, it's not like that.

Nobody is gonna touch you now.

Santana's head is

into other stuff now.

Your lucky day.

(WHIRRS)

(GROANS)

(WHIRRS)

Get the f*ck away from me.

Okay.

What planet is this?

Where are we?

It's got air and water. That's

all you've got to know.

- But how am I supposed to survive...

- Just go.

Before he changes his mind.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(g*nsh*t)

(GROANS)

I was getting attached to her.

Now where is my box at?

(GASPING)

The name is Santana!

Shot-caller for this

crew right here!

I am the guy who knows all,

sees all, beats all...

Spitting it kind of

strong, ain't he?

Got to bait the trap.

I've come all this way to

collect your head in a box!

Right here!

So have yourself

a fine day now,

Mr. Richard B. Riddick!

I suspect

it will be one of

your very last!

Yeah, well, you don't need to agitate

Riddick any more than, you know.

Any more than bringing his

head back in a box would?

(GASPING)

(GASPING STOPS)

(SPACESHIP APPROACHING)

sh*t. Here comes

the neighborhood.

Small world.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

Unidentified vessel, this is

Clan Vagos out of Ursa Five.

Be advised that we are

on the ground now

and have responded to

an emergency signal.

No distress found,

no need to land.

I repeat, there is no reason for you

to land at this location at this time.

Is that clear?

No reason for you to land at

this location at this time.

What the f*ck did I just say?

It was a long haul. We

could take on some water.

Wouldn't mind a little

true-gravity time either.

Like I was saying,

I've got this.

You knew who that was, right?

On the emergency beacon?

Wouldn't be here if I didn't.

The concept of back-up still

has no appeal to you?

My besties here can

ball with anyone.

No disrespect for

your crew, of course,

who look strong, too, in

those matchy-matchy outfits.

(SANTANA'S CREW CHUCKLES)

sh*t. Didn't know there

was a dress code.

Yeah, right?

BOSS: Well, it's not my intention

to jump another man's claim.

If you don't mind, maybe

we'll just pull up a chair

and spectate for a while.

What if I do?

Well, this is a co-op station,

pal. It's open to all Mercs.

- By the way, my name is...

- "Too late."

That's your name. "Too Late."

And I don't need you stepping all

over my d*ck here, my friend.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I won't lift a finger to help until

you come ask me for it. How's that?

(MAP BEEPING)

I was scoping

this out earlier.

It's a cave system.

Five clicks South.

Might be worth a look.

Hey, Too Late.

Need to pull a node

from your ship

and store it right here

next to mine. Okay?

Really? Why is that?

Riddick triggered the beacon

to get off-world, right?

Basically, he was

calling a taxi.

And...

And a ship would make

a sweet trap, right?

Confined space, metal

walls, jail cell.

Is cool, huh?

Is it true half the

people you meet

are below average

intelligence?

Got to make sure the ship stays

grounded when he comes for them, okay?

(CLAPS HANDS)

Come on.

Dahl, pull a node

from the ship.

(SHIP POWERS DOWN)

I'll do it...

Ooh!

Ooh...

(CHUCKLES)

(CLICKING AND BEEPING)

SANTANA:

Any time now, Riddick.

I'm telling you, this

is total overkill.

What? Eleven of

us out here now?

Should have been a

four-man op, tops.

You are jinxing our janx, man.

And that ain't cool.

Hey, I don't give a sh*t

what they say. He's one guy.

Whatever you say, man.

He's one guy.

MOSS:

Man...

So I guess that's what passes for

a f*cking moon on this planet.

It's gonna be a dark night.

Advantage, him.

Maybe he's gonna wear you down first.

Force you to go without sleep.

Can't you see I'm busy?

I'm just sharing my thoughts.

Well, now that you have,

can I politely invite you to

step off my f*cking porch?

I'll start rotating down.

You let me know, huh?

As soon as I have his head in

a box, I will let you know.

(BEEPING)

Grid 29D. Stand by, stand by.

(DIAZ ON RADIO)

What you got, cuz?

Aha, some dingo-dongo thing.

(SIGHS)

Yeah. I see it now.

You want me to pop it?

Knock it down. One

shot suppressed.

Nice work, Diaz. Encouraging.

Had something in my eye.

SANTANA: It's called a scope.

(SNICKERS)

Try next time.

BOSS:

You got this, right?

Will you get off my

freaking frequency!

(SNIFFING)

(BEEPING)

What the f*ck is

going on here?

(POWERS DOWN)

VARGAS:

Thank f*cking God!

f*ck off!

Rubio, coming your way now.

Gotta swap out a bad sensor.

What was here versus

what was found.

How does it square?

Pretty good. I mean,

the morphine's gone,

but that's always the

first thing to go.

That was a bit weird, though.

"A predator restraint with

42-inch offset jaws."

Six listed, zero found.

That is an odd thing

to go for a walk.

Yeah, but, Boss, you know how sh*t

goes missing from these stations.

One bad year and guys are

ripping sh*t off for salvage.

Hey, Santana?

You did sweep the area

before I got here, right?

Sweep for what?

BOSS: I just want to make sure

no one has set any traps for us.

5Q.

Understand what I'm saying?

Traps? What kind of traps?

The kind with jaws.

(METAL CLANKS)

Don't touch that

f*cking thing!

What?

Up-armor.

(SIGHS)

(SCREAMS)

sh*t!

Ready. Ready.

(SCREAMING) Stay put,

stay put, stay put, stay put!

Oopah!

NUNEZ: Who the hell was

that screaming and why?

Nunez, break out

the sweep gear.

And figure out how many

of these big-a*s traps

we got out here, okay?

I'm thinking maybe the

whole upper left quad

is some kind of

f*cking mine field.

You got to do that

now, okay, Nunez?

Copy that, Nunez?

Nunez?

This is bad. This is very bad.

FALCO:

Nunez? Nunez?

Shut the f*ck up, puto!

His radio just crapped out.

Someone get eyes on him.

Make sure he's right where he

should be, 13-H. Go, go, go!

Right here.

13-H. He's supposed to

be right f*cking...

So this was overkill, huh?

Eleven of us, too many. Yeah.

You know all about

Riddick, right?

Well, maybe you need to

take that sh*t back!

Take the jinx off our janx.

You understand me?

That's what you

need to do, Falco.

You need to unjinxelate

our f*cking janx!

Don't mess with me now.

Hey. Hey, what is it?

What is it?

- Get back!

- It's me, it's me.

He's got Falco!

Jock up, but you're

staying home.

No one's going out

there until I say so.

VARGAS: Man down,

he's got Falco.

MAN:

Compromise, compromise.

BOSS: How the f*ck

did he do that?

VARGAS: Never ever saw him, man.

He was right here and I never...

BOSS: What about the ship?

Is he on it?

VARGAS: He's not coming for the

ships, he's coming for f*cking us!

Just f*cking sh**t! sh**t!

(AIR HISSING)

One night, three dead.

Not sure I'm

loving this trend.

Two dead, one missing.

Exactly. Three dead.

Well, look at it

this way, boys.

We might all fit

on one ship now.

SANTANA:

Diaz!

Get those other

traps back there.

Luna, say something

Bible-like over these bodies.

Okay, maybe,

we zero this out.

What is your tag anyway?

So now you wanna know my name.

Well, I'm not sure

I'm gonna say.

Because everyone you know by

name, Santana, winds up dead.

You gonna clean this sh*t up?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(SANTANA CONTINUES GROANING)

- MAN: Excuse me.

- Wow.

Watch out for

surprise attacks.

SANTANA:

Maybe...

Maybe it's time to start

merging assets, right?

(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

So this is you

asking for my help?

This is me saying that I may

need some of your gear.

If some of your guys happen to

come attached to that gear,

I will understand that's

the way it's gotta be.

So you're asking for

my gear's help?

More like that.

Moss...

The gear's saying,

"Nah." b*tch.

There's your answer.

What the f*ck do

you want, man?

You know what? I'm gonna

fold you in, Santana.

But I give orders to Dahl. And

Delhi's gonna give orders to you.

And that's the chain of command

from this point forward.

Why am I not loving

this plan so far?

Oh, I know, I know.

You know why?

Because it sucks

a*s and swallows!

I'm not taking orders

from your pet wh*re

who thinks I won't smack

her right back...

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

I don't f*ck guys.

Occasionally I f*ck 'em

up if they need it.

Here's what's gonna happen, Santana.

You're gonna take a back seat.

We'll track Riddick

down, I promise.

But I want him alive.

You give me a day, and after

that he's yours to k*ll.

You're giving me the bounty?

You pay my crew, fuel costs, the

rest is yours. That's the deal.

What is Riddick for you?

Not just some convict.

What do you want?

Why are you here?

Who are you?

My name is Johns.

Lock down those ships,

get those hogs on deck.

I will ride with

Moss and Lockspur.

I want a non-lethal load-out, L.O.D.'s

and phosphor frags to start with.

This is a man that hunts by night.

We'll take it to him by day.

Diaz! Vargas! Show me the

spot of the last k*ll.

LOCKSPUR:

Some kind of canine.

Hey, Diaz, I got a dog here.

Is it the same dingo-dongo

thing from last night?

Nah, I'm pretty sure

we k*lled that one.

Could be the same one.

The same.

Dahl, get your sn*per r*fle

and barium rounds now.

JOHNS:

1,500 meters.

(BARKING)

(SNARLING)

(GROWLING)

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

Could be just the first hole it found.

(BEEPING)

A stressed animal is gonna

run to ground it knows.

Besides, I'm getting

human pheromones.

Riddick!

Dial down, dial

down, dial down!

JOHNS:

Santana's guy.

MOSS:

Falco.

LOCKSPUR: sh*t. Did we

just k*ll a hostage?

JOHNS: I've been hunting

Riddick for 10 years.

The concept of a hostage

has no appeal to him.

Falco was already dead.

This is just some f*cking

sideshow to buy more time.

(JACKAL SNARLING)

JOHNS: Whoa! f*ck...

sh*t.

(PANTING)

Just dropped some

mud right there.

So if Riddick isn't here...

Dahl? Dahl, do you copy?

Does anyone copy?

Dahl, you there?

MAN:

Boom.

(MAKES KISSING NOISE)

Were you just perving

out on me somehow?

May all your dreams

come true, baby.

You've got two minutes. I want

you out on f*cking watch.

Luna!

Don't watch me. Watch my back.

That's what you're here for.

Take two steps forward. Two.

(WHIRRING)

Remember, he could

be anywhere.

(ON RADIO) This is Johns to

any-g*dd*mn-body at the station.

I want you to keep an eye on that

locker. Keep an eye on the node.

Riddick may have

made an end run.

My ETA is seven minutes.

But watch your back.

All right, you little b*tch.

(c*ck g*n)

Your two minutes are up. You

gonna do what I tell you to do?

Rumor is Riddick might

be in the vicinity.

Thought I should just

check on the locker.

Get outside, get on your optics,

and get after this f*ck!

You're not gonna

find him here.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING)

Actually, Dahl, I think we

have something in common.

I don't f*ck guys either.

(YELLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(DEVICES BUZZING)

You need to see this.

He wrote that?

He took out our deep space

communications. All of it.

And whose blood is that?

There... Here...

Over there...

I had to kick his a*s again.

Sorry.

Not really.

(CHUCKLES)

(DOOR CREAKS)

f*ck it.

Let's take a look at this.

(BEEPING AND CLICKING)

Stop.

That key leave your neck?

Never.

Well, the only reason

to write "fair trade"

is if he got into that locker

and he took something out.

Something that we need,

like a power node,

which he could then swap

for something he needs.

All that? Wow.

Highly unlikely.

Let me join the f*cking

dots for you, Santana.

Here's what I'm saying.

If he did get in there somehow,

he was in a position to relock

it and change the code.

Could be entering the

wrong sh*t, Santana.

So,

do you think sometime

during the last few hours

he got this off my neck

without me noticing,

did whatever he did, put

the f*cking key back

on my f*cking neck without

me f*cking noticing?

Is that what you're saying?

Where did you get that theory

from? A unicorn's a*s?

There's a reason

he is who he is.

He's a convict.

Not some Zulu warlock.

You know what you know.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

This is crazy.

This is f*cking crazy. The

first three clicks were good.

It did not go off.

You can get three clicks

in Russian roulette.

Doesn't mean you get

four, m*therf*cker.

DAHL:

You know what, Santana?

For once I actually agree with

you. I think you're good.

Shut up.

You. Do you think we're good?

Yeah.

I think you're good, cuz.

You're f*cking good.

Just Butch up.

Sounds like your

department, lesbo.

I'm not opening that thing.

Oh, yes, you f*cking are!

I'm so f*cking not!

Hey, hey, hey! Use

your f*cking brains!

We are not gonna do

Riddick's work for him!

Put your weapons down.

And have a look at that.

He was here.

Right f*cking there.

Santana, put your

f*cking sword away.

Don't f*cking open it, then.

Well, the problem with that,

Santana, we never open that locker,

and we never leave.

(LUNA WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

The strength of my life of

Whom shall I be afraid.

Four.

Try five.

Five.

And...

(BANGS)

Oops.

Wish I'd have thought of that.

(YELLING)

Six!

(LOCKER OPENS)

Six.

Huh.

Six.

You are a sh*t storm trooper,

Santana. I'll give you that.

MOSS:

You beat the devil this time.

DAHL: Didn't actually

think he was gonna do it.

This is a sign.

Ah, sweet.

(CHUCKLES)

I believe this is a sign.

It may be that the good Lord

wants us to take these nodes

and flee this planet

just as soon as we can.

(METAL CLINKS)

That's my good luck charm.

DAHL:

Wrong business, kid.

MOSS: You know, I was kind of

hoping the b*mb would go off.

So we sealed up his cave with some

phosphor frags here, so he can't go back.

And just like an animal, he's

gonna head to known ground.

But we're gonna find he's got

three or four lairs out there.

So we'll radius out

from this point, here.

Now radio comms... I saw three

repeaters listed in inventory.

Find them. Set them up

at regular intervals.

I never want to be out of

touch like that again.

(JOHNS CONTINUES

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

Are you scared of me?

(PANTING)

Yeah.

Are they scared of me?

Yes, they're scared of you.

Maybe you're all scared

of the wrong thing.

Lockspur, I want you to lock

down those hogs, all right?

I don't want this guy any more

mobile than he already is.

Now, Dahl, I spotted a

nice little nest for you.

Right here and in

these low hills.

Moss?

I just saw him.

Say again?

I just saw him.

Dahl, I want you to

sit on this ship!

Diaz, make sure your

ship is locked down!

The rest of you get on

the f*cking perimeter

and keep your eyes

on each other!

Santana! He got the

f*cking nodes!

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(GROWLING)

(GRUMBLING)

(GROWLING)

I know. It's coming.

So then we just combine nodes.

Pull one from that ship, put

it in this ship, you know?

Amps is amps, right?

It's not about amps. It's about

What each ship is rated to handle.

You miss by even a few milli-joules,

you fry every chip you've got.

DAHL: Okay, so figure out the

difference, and just do it.

Jailbreak the f*cking thing.

I could give you

a crash course

on thermodynamic equilibrium

and energy exchange right now,

or maybe you just want to take

my g*dd*mn word for it...

JOHNS:

I get it. I get it.

The ships are incompatible. We're not

gonna fly without the nodes back.

Why do I feel like we just

cut off our own nuts here?

Probably because we did.

How about I take one of those jet

hogs, two days' worth of food

and go out and hunt this

f*ck down myself?

Bad idea, Diaz.

One-on-one with Riddick?

I might be able to get the

emergency beacon working again.

That's like an ambulance calling

for an ambulance, isn't it?

It's back-up for the

f*cking back-up. We can't.

LOCKSPUR: I thought he was

the one stranded here.

DIAZ: Yeah, well, looks

like you thought wrong.

RIDDICK: (ON RADIO)

Long wait for back-up.

In case you were

thinking about

fixing the beacon and

calling for help.

Falco's radio.

Riddick, I don't give a

f*ck about the back-up.

Because I've still got

all kinds of gear

that can ruin your

day in a hurry.

So you go find another

f*cking cave.

You keep running,

you keep hiding.

Doesn't matter me none.

Because in the end,

I will find you!

RIDDICK:

Look South.

I don't believe it.

The ba*ls on this f*cking guy.

Dahl, keep an eye

on things here.

What should I do?

Stay low.

Come on. Come on.

Both of you drop.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

So what's the bounty at?

I don't know. I don't care.

It's not why I'm here.

RIDDICK:

I bet the big jamoke knows.

Yeah. I know exactly

what it is.

What I do know is that it's double

if you're brought back dead.

That's new.

Will it be enough to

pay for your funerals?

What I'm interested in

is a little backwater place

with a system code M-344/G.

I want to know what happened

there 10 years ago.

The father.

Big Daddy Johns.

Yeah, that's right.

And you traveled all

this way just to see me.

I'm flattered.

It's kind of strange

not knowing

what to put down in

the family Bible.

It's kind of strange three guys have

to die just so that you can hear...

No, no, no. You don't get

to put that sh*t on me.

Those kills are on you.

I have a feeling that's not the

only thing on me right now.

LOCKSPUR: Okay, got barium shells,

stab-shock, expl*sive tip.

What do you want,

barium or stab-shock?

Horse tranq.

Okay.

SANTANA: I hate to interrupt this

discussion about ancient history,

but maybe I should step in right

here and introduce myself.

- My name is...

- Box Boy.

Say What?

You are the guy who said that he was

gonna put my head in a box. Right?

Well, that was me

spitting noise.

But you do have a box.

Do I have a box?

Thought I saw one.

I mean, of course I've got a box.

Everyone's got a box, man. (CHUCKLES)

Even Diaz has a

f*cking huge box.

Good.

We're gonna use it.

Three down, eight left.

Now, normally I'd

just keep going.

Six down... Nine down...

You get where I'm

going with this.

But things are changing here

and nobody wants to be on this

planet 24 hours from now.

So I suggest we make it work.

What do you want, a

gentleman's agreement?

I'll leave one node out

in the open. You take it.

The other node and the

other ship are mine.

Hey, wait, wait.

What are we playing here,

ret*rd bingo? What?

That was on the table

from the start...

Forget the start.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

It's the end you want

to think about now.

See that?

I'll give you till that

rain hits that station.

That's your clock.

"Box Boy"...

(SNARLING)

(YELLING)

Dahl! Do it now! Now!

(SNARLING)

(GROANING)

Again!

He's not going down.

(SNARLING)

(YELLING)

Do it again, Dahl!

Just go down.

(SNARLING)

(JACKAL YELPS)

(GASPING)

(GASPING STOPS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(GROANING)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

I got this, Dahl.

JOHNS:

Riddick.

Riddick?

(GRUNTS)

Johns?

We beating men in chains now?

JOHNS: Okay, from the beginning.

For the historical record...

The Hunter Gratzner.

That's the commercial

vessel my son uses

to transport you

back to the slammer.

But that ship sends a distress

call somewhere near M-344/G.

It's a backwater system, with

two suns, one habitable planet.

Does he survive the crash?

Big drama the next few hours.

But whatever happens, no

matter what they tell you,

don't let 'em take

these chains off me.

Them? Who's "them"? Who

are you talking...

Do you know who you're

talking to here?

That was for me?

When the chains come off...

JOHNS:

Jesus Christ.

Box Boy,

you go in the first

five seconds.

Really?

And you plan on k*lling

me with what, your mouth?

That shiny blade.

I'd love to see you try.

For the historical record,

he made it.

So it's just you and him?

Was, uh,

about the same number you

see here in this room.

So how many made it off?

Three.

But not him?

No.

So between the time of the crash and

the time you leave that planet,

my son dies.

And I can safely assume it's

at your hands. Is that right?

I'm wasting my

f*cking time here!

You grant any last wishes?

I was referring to you.

Not that the chains aren't

a hot look, but no.

I'm not gonna straddle you

in front of all these guys.

What if I k*lled

all of 'em first?

(CHUCKLES)

DAHL: Easy, boy.

There's a lot more tranq

where that came from.

Tell me what you see

outside that window, Dahl.

(SIGHS)

Cyclops unit, two ships,

couple dead guys in plastic.

And you don't see anything else?

Nothing else.

Let me know when you do.

Love those toenails,

by the way.

Yeah?

Predator Pink.

Matches your n*pples.

Why are we even listening

to this big f*ck?

Can we just detach

his head, please?

Here's what's gonna happen.

The next 60 seconds,

you're gonna watch your own

head drop into that box.

Nothing,

nothing is gonna keep you from

that special place in hell.

Maybe in the last minute of your

life, you want to be something more

than a g*dd*mn savage!

Gimme some f*cking answers!

Please!

Is there anything you'd like to

add on the subject I just raised?

Time's up.

Time is up.

He's all yours.

(SANTANA CHUCKLES)

Hold him down.

(GRUNTS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(CYCLOPS BEEPING)

More dingo-dongos maybe.

Lucky.

I know what's coming.

Called to find you.

The serpents...

(BEEPING)

spotlight!

(CREATURES CRYING OUT)

Like I said,

it ain't me you

gotta worry about.

What is it? What's out there?

I don't know.

f*cked up or

something out there.

It ain't right.

It's coming our way.

Whatever they are, they

ain't so hard to k*ll.

(GROANING)

(CREATURE GROWLING)

(CONTINUES GROANING)

(YELLS)

What the f*ck?

(CREATURE SHRIEKING)

f*ck!

(CREATURES CRYING OUT)

No more holes, please.

(CREATURES CRYING OUT)

(METAL CLANKING RHYTHMICALLY)

(CHUCKLING MENACINGLY)

(RIDDICK LAUGHING)

Now here's what's

gonna happen.

In 60 seconds you're gonna

take these chains off me.

We're gonna make a play for those

nodes and get off this rock.

But somewhere along the line,

when it gets really bad,

Johns

is gonna fold just

like Little Johns did.

Then when it's all over

and the rest of you are ready

for Dead Animal Pickup,

I'm gonna go ba*ls

deep into Dahl.

But only because

she asked me to.

Sweet-like.

What does he mean,

"When things go bad?"

What? This doesn't

qualify as bad?

What the f*ck is happening?

How f*cked are we?

Who knows how long

it will rain?

Or just how many of them

are buried out there?

He saw it. He saw it with those eyes

of his and he didn't tell us what.

(METAL CREAKING)

One ship for you, one for me.

I need to know that these

nodes are retrievable.

And I need to know

we have a deal.

We got a deal.

The chains stay on.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Why don't we sit this one out?

Okay. Okay.

Up, up, up...

Good doggie.

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

Oh!

Holy sh*t.

Yeah.

Let's out him loose.

That was five seconds.

I like to be a man of my word...

How about you, Johns?

(CREATURES SNARLING)

For He shall give His angels

charge over me, keep me in

- all His grace as long as I live.

- Shut the noise, Luna.

You know, I think the angels

are here protecting me.

And if they're here,

watching over me,

maybe they'll deliver us all

from this crazy, evil place.

That sh*t is creeping everybody

out, so shut the f*ck up.

You shut the f*ck up, Vargas.

Leave the kid alone.

(YELLING)

Where the hell did that... Jesus Christ!

(CREATURE CHITTERING)

No, no, no!

What the f*ck is wrong with

you, you crazy b*stard?

You could have k*lled me!

DIAZ:

Got it, didn't I?

(GROANING)

DIAZ:

Vargas, get up.

Vargas, get up.

Come on, let's go.

Vargas, come on, man.

Walk it off.

Let's go. It's

just a little one.

RIDDICK:

Small ones are the worst.

They save the most venom.

(GASPING)

(STOPS GASPING)

And kid,

leave God out of this.

He wants no part of

what happens next.

(SHIP POWERING UP)

JOHNS:

I forgot to mention,

there's no weapons for you.

You think you can ride

one of these things?

I'll ride it like I stole it.

I'll take flank.

If Riddick comes back

here without us,

you go ahead, you k*ll him

on general principle.

Is that before or after

I'm supposed to f*ck him?

(SNARLING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANING)

(CREATURES SCREECHING)

(PERSON WHISTLES)

You as*h*le m*therf*cker!

Just sitting there watching!

Would have covered you, but

you said, "No weapons."

How bad you want

those nodes, Johns?

I don't suppose you took the

time to do this for him, huh?

This may come as a

shock to you, Johns,

but I didn't ghost your son.

He seemed set on

k*lling himself.

What the f*ck does that mean?

Morphine.

Your son liked his morphine.

Liked it twice a day.

Didn't know your

son was a junkie?

Johns was like most Mercs.

They look all

stand-up and do-right

until you out them open and

you find something missing.

In his case, a spine.

I don't have to listen to this

sh*t! That's not the man I knew.

Then you didn't know your son.

He wanted to k*ll a kid.

To save his own skin.

I had a problem with that.

You expect me to believe

my son was gonna k*ll a

child to save his own life?

RIDDICK: Morphine makes the

brain soft. Heart weak.

JOHNS:

I don't f*cking buy it!

I just can't believe that

my son's the bad guy

in this f*cking demented

fairy tale of yours.

No reason to lie now.

Johns.

Either one of us.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Thanks for starting the k*lling

spree for me, Riddick.

But I'll take it from here.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANING)

Jamoke.

So that blade you buried

was meant for me?

Anyone who deserved

it, really.

We've got a problem, Riddick,

because I've got

two nodes here.

We've got one hog.

And I sure as sh*t am not

riding b*tch with you again.

One hog?

You sure about that, Johns?

He pulled the g*dd*mn

turbine pin!

You just figured that out?

Diaz was gonna take the nodes

for himself and ghost me.

He was gonna leave

you out here alone.

So what now?

Now we switch to

our ground game.

Let's see if that lack of

spine runs in the family.

(CREATURES SNARLING)

(ROARS)

(SHRIEKS)

(GRUNTING)

Reload!

(GRUNTS)

Watch your head.

(SHRIEKING)

(c*ck g*n)

Go!

(SHRIEKS)

(GROWLS)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANING)

(BEEPS)

(CREATURES SNARLING)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

(PINGS)

I got inbound.

(GRUNTS)

Take this!

Is it just you?

Just slam this thing in.

See if it's still good. (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

Boss...

Just see if the f*cking thing

works! We need to get outta here.

(GROANING AND PANTING)

(GROANS IN PAIN)

(YELLS)

(GROANING IN PAIN)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(CREATURES SNARLING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

(SCREECHING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROWLING)

(YELLS)

(YELLING)

(SNARLING)

(SILENCE)

(SPACESHIP APPROACHING)

Extraction, 30 seconds or less.

Let's go, let's go!

(ROPE ZINGS)

Let me ask you something,

sweet-like...

JOHNS: Lot of good

men died here, Riddick.

Not sure how I'm supposed to

overlook that. Next time.

Yeah. Things would

have been different

if they weren't trying

to put my head in a box.

So where to now, Riddick?

You know what? f*ck that.

Don't tell me. I don't wanna know.

I'll tell you this, Johns.

Sooner or later, we all

have to head home.

Tell Dahl to keep

it warm for me.

And, Johns,

you keep a strong spine.

(MUTTERING)

RIDDICK:

Vaako.

- You are still alive.

- Tell me where.

He's no longer among us.

Tell me, and I'll

k*ll him first.

You misunderstand.

Vaako is a decent man who

meant to honor his word.

Even with you, strangely.

I don't care about Furya.

I don't care what the pact

was between you and him.

This faith cannot

have a misbeliever

or a kind heart leading it,

and I have done what I have

done to ensure... (GROANING)

(THUDDING)

Too many words.

Never lie to me,

I'll never hurt you.

One word answer.

Is Vaako alive or dead?

Both.

VAAKO:

Transcendence.