(Riddick) They say most of your brain shuts down in cryo-sleep.
All but the primitive side,
the animal side.
No wonder I'm still awake.
Transporting me with civilians.
Sounded like 40, 40-plus.
Heard an Arab voice,
some hoodoo holy man,
probably on his way to New Mecca.
But what route?
What route?
Smelled a woman.
Sweat, boots, tool belt, leather.
Prospector type.
Free settlers.
And they only take the back roads.
And here's my real problem.
Mr. Johns,
the blue-eyed devil.
Plannin' on taking me back to slam,
only this time he picked a ghost lane.
[clanking]
A long time between stops.
A long time for something to go wrong.
[alarm beeping]
[grunting]
[alarm beeping rapidly]
[groans]
Why did l fall on you?
He's dead.
The captain's dead.
l was looking right at him.
The chrono shows we are 22 weeks out,
so--so gravity was not supposed to kick in for another 19.
Why'd l fall at all?
Did you hear what l said?
The captain's dead.
[electricity buzzing]
[computer beeping]
1550 millibars...
dropping 20 mb per minute.
Shit! We're hemorrhaging air. Something took a swipe at us.
Come on. Just tell me we're still in the shipping lane.
Just show me all those stars. Come on!
Those big, bright--
[alarm beeping]
What?
(Owens) This is an emergency dispatch
from merchant vessel Hunter Gratzner
en route to the Tangier system
with 40 commercial passengers onboard.
We have been knocked out of our shipping lane
and are currently entering the atmosphere
of a planetary body in this position.;
X-38-stroke-5,
Y-95-stroke-8, Z-21--
[rumbling]
Fry, where the hell's our comms?
[gasps]
(electronic voice) Rate of descent beyond known limits.
Rate of descent beyond...
They trained you for this, Fry, right?
(computer) Deploy lower air brakes now.
Deploy lower air brakes...
(electronic voice) Center of gravity too far aft.
Recommend purging ballast now.
What the... Was that a purge, Fry?
Too heavy in the ass.
l can't get my fucking nose down.
(Owens) Crisis program selected number 2 of this system
because it shows at least some oxygen.
Maximum terrain 220 meters over mean surface,
largely cinder and gypsum with some evaporite deposits.
[clanging]
Fry, what the hell are you doing?
l gotta drop more load.
[beeping]
Look, l tried everything else. l still got no horizon.
Better try everything twice,
'cause we don't just flush out--
Look, lf you know something l don't,
get up here and take the chair.
Listen, company says we are responsible
for every single one of those people, Fry.
What, we both die out of sheer fucking nobility?
Don't you touch that handle, Fry!
[beeping]
[grunting]
[clanging]
l'm not gonna die for them.
(electronic voice) Air-lock doors not secure.
Owens!
[alarm beeping]
70 seconds, Fry.
You still have 70 seconds to level this beast out.
Shit. Shit!
Pull him up.
Air lock doors not secure.
Air-lock doors not secure. Air-lock doors...
[glass shattering]
What the fuck is happening up there?
[explosion]
[man chattering]
[woman yelling]
[people coughing]
Yeah, l-lmam?
(woman) Zeke?
[both grunting]
Somebody's gonna get hurt one of these days.
lt ain't gonna be me.
[grunting]
Here, Shazza.
So l guess something went wrong.
l'm sorry.
Get it out of me!
[panting]
Don't touch it!
Don't--Don't you touch that handle!
Get it out of him!
No, no, no, it's too close to his heart.
There's some Anestaphine in the med-lock in the back of the cabin.
[groaning]
Not anymore, there's not.
Get out of here, everyone.
[moaning]
Get out of here.
Allahu Akbar
Allahu Akbar...
[praying in Arabic]
That'll teach me for flying coach.
lnteresting.
(Paris) ls anyone else having difficulties breathing?
Yeah, l feel one lung short.
All of us.
l feel like l just ran or something.
There was talk of a scouting party looking for other people,
but then we saw this.
What the bloody hell happened?
(Fry) lt could have been a meteor storm.
Might have been a rogue comet.
l don't know.
Well, l, for one, am thoroughly grateful.
This beast wasn't made to land like this,
but l think you did well.
Actually, the only reason we're alive is because of her.
Yes, l suppose you're right.
Thanks very much.
(Jack) Yeah, thanks for saving our dicks.
No, really. Thanks awfully.
Well done.
He just escaped from a maximum prison.
So do we just keep him locked up forever?
Well, that would be my choice.
[whispering] ls he really that dangerous?
Only around humans.
(Paris) The whole bloody container's upside down.
lt's all topsy-turvy.
[sighing]
Well, thank God it's not a total loss.
Booze?
This is what you have to drink?
l'm gonna need a receipt for that, for all of these.
This is my personal stuff.
Mmm-hmm.
l don't suppose this will help you at all.
Unfortunately it is not permitted,
especially while on hajj.
You do realize there's no water, don't you?
All deserts have water.
lt only waits to be found.
l hope you're right.
All the more for me then.
[grunting]
[panting]
Motherfucker.
What the hell are these?
Maratha war picks from northern lndia.
Very rare.
And this?
That's a hunting blow-dart pipe
from northern Papua New Guinea.
That's very, very rare since the tribe is now extinct.
They couldn't hunt shit with these things,
would be my guess.
What's the point anyway?
lf the man is gone, he's gone.
Why should he bother us?
Maybe to take what you got.
Maybe to work your nerves.
Or maybe to just come back
and skull-fuck you in your sleep.
He sounds like a charmer.
For you.
Let's just get-- Here we go.
Yeah? Yeah.
lmam, if we're looking for water, we should leave soon,
before nightfall, while it's cooler.
Ali.
Excuse me.
l think you should see this.
3 suns?
Bloody hell.
So much for your nightfall.
So much for my cocktail hour.
We take this as a good sign.
A path, direction from Allah.
Blue sun, blue water.
Ever wondered why l'm an atheist?
lt's a bit of a bad sign. That's Riddick's direction.
l thought you found his restraints over there,
towards sunset.
Right. Which means he went towards sunrise.
Zeke.
Fully loaded clip. Safety's on.
One shot if you spot him, ok?
Don't tell me you're going, too. Yeah.
What happens if Mr. Riddick spots us first?
[laughing]
There'll be no shots.
[lmam chanting in Arabic]
Allahu Akbar--
(Johns) Quiet!
Shh, shh, shh.
[crackling]
[Hassan shouting]
7 stones to keep the devil at bay.
You're on a trip to New Mecca, right?
Once in every lifetime, should there be a great hajj.
A great pilgrimage.
To get to know Allah better?
Yes, but to know yourself, as well.
Yeah.
We are all on the same hajj now.
[gasps]
[gun clicking]
Sorry.
So did you see anything?
No Riddick.
Trees, and trees mean water.
You comfy up there?
lt's amazing how you can do without necessities of life,
provided you have the little luxuries.
Just keep your bloody eyes open.
l don't want that dog sneaking up on my bloody ass.
Yes, well, you dig the graves.
l'll hold the fort, old boy.
[gasps] Christ!
He could probably get you right here, right under the jaw
and you'd never even hear him coming,
'cause that's how good Riddick is.
Tell me something, did you run away from your parents
or did they run away from you?
[men speaking Arabic]
(lmam) lt's a communal graveyard,
perhaps like the elephants of Earth.
[man speaking Arabic]
He asks what could have killed so many great things.
ls this whole planet dead?
Drink?
Probably shouldn't do this.
lt dehydrates you even more.
You're probably right.
Mmm.
You know, you could have stayed back at the ship. Probably should've.
lf we don't find water, you know what happens.
l wanted to get away.
l've never seen a captain so ready to leave her ship.
l think we should keep moving.
What did Owens mean
about not touching the handle?
lt's just between you and me, Carolyn. l promise.
l'm not your captain.
During the landing,
when things were at their worst, Owens was at his best.
He's the one that stopped the docking pilot
from dumping the main cabin.
The passengers.
And the docking pilot being?
l guess l'm a little more glad to be here than l thought.
[gun clicking]
Hassan. Suleiman.
Captain.
[speaking Arabic]
[whirring]
[man chattering in Arabic]
(Jack) ls there anyone here?
[rattling]
There was water here.
Lights?
Lights on?
Ok.
[speaking Arabic]
They are saying God is great.
Allahu Akbar. Yes.
This is the source of the water.
No darkness.
No lights because no darkness.
[whooping]
Hello, Mecca!
[clanging]
Tell me that was you just now.
What are you going on about?
He's been right here helping me.
Back of the ship. That noise.
You trying to tell me that was someone else?
[inaudible]
No!
[gasps]
Oh, my God. l thought l was the only one
who got out of the crash alive.
[gun firing]
(Paris) Christ!
lt was just somebody else. lt was just somebody else from the crash!
Crikey. l thought it was him.
l thought it was Riddick.
No juice.
lt looks like it's been laid up for years.
We might be able to adapt it to--
Shut up.
Sorry. l thought l heard something.
Like what?
Gunshots.
[grunting]
[panting]
[gun firing]
[Zeke screaming]
[gun firing]
Zeke!
[panting]
[grunting]
Piece of shit!
(Shazza) What did you do to Zeke?
(Jack) What did you do to him? Just kill him.
Just somebody goddamn kill him before he--
So where's the body?
Well, do you want to tell me about the sounds?
Look, you told Johns you heard something.
That's fine.
You don't want to talk to me, that's your choice,
but just so you know...
there's a debate right now as to whether
we should leave you here to die.
You mean the whispers?
What whispers?
The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot
just to the left of the spine.
4th lumbar down,
the abdominal aorta.
lt's a metallic taste, human blood.
Copperish.
lf you cut it with peppermint schnapps, it goes away--
Do you want to shock me with the truth now?
All you people are so scared of me.
Most days, l'd take that as a compliment.
But it ain't me you gotta worry about now.
Show me your eyes, Riddick.
You'd have to come a lot closer for that.
Closer.
Where the hell can l get eyes like that?
You gotta kill a few people.
Ok, l can do it.
Then you gotta get sent to a slam,
where they tell you you'll never see daylight again.
You dig up a doctor
and you pay him 20 menthol Kools
to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs.
So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark?
Exactly. Leave!
Leave.
Cute kid.
Did l kill a few people?
Sure.
Did l kill Zeke?
No.
You got the wrong killer.
He's not in the hole. We looked.
Look deeper.
(Johns) Let me tell you what l think happened.
l think he went off on the guy, buried him in the hills.
Now he's got you believing there's something there.
Well, let's just be sure.
Look, murders aside,
Riddick belongs in the asshole hall of fame.
He loves to jaw-jack and loves to make you feel afraid,
because that's all he has. You're playing right into it.
Why try to explain this to you?
You're a cop. For God's sake, we've got to find his body.
Hey! l'll go.
Look, no one is going. Stay here.
Look, being ballsy with your life
doesn't change what came before. lt's stupid.
What, do you think l'm trying to prove something?
Well, are you?
They're hollow.
[grunting]
[yells]
[screaming]
(Fry) l'm in here!
l'm in here. l'm inside!
l thought l heard something.
Please, can you hear me?
[Fry yelling]
Help me.
Give me your goddamn hand.
l heard you, Fry. l heard you first.
Come on.
Fry, are you ok?
What's down there? What is it?
Did you find Zeke?
(Paris) You're all right.
Fry, are you ok?
Ok.
Fuck!
That was so fucking stupid.
l don't know what the fuck is in there,
but whatever it is, it got Zeke and it nearly got me!
[yelling]
Get it off me!
Watch it. Watch your head.
Finally found something worse than me, huh?
So here's the deal.
You work without chains, without bit, and without shivs.
You do what l say, when l say it.
For what?
The honor of going back to some asshole of a cell? Fuck you.
The truth is
l'm tired of chasing you.
Are you saying you'd cut me loose?
l'm thinking you could have died in the crash.
My recommendation: Do me.
Don't take the chance
that l'll get shiv-happy on your wanna-be ass.
Ok.
Ghost me, mother-fucker. That's what l'd do to you.
l want you to remember this moment.
The way it could have gone and didn't.
Here.
Take it easy.
Fuck you!
Do we have a deal?
l want you to remember this moment.
Just one?
For now.
So, click your fingers, and he's one of us now?
l didn't say that,
but at least this way, l don't have to worry about y'all, uh,
falling asleep and not waking up.
So, can l talk to him now?
(both) No.
Blast.
Paris P. Ogilvie.
Antiquities dealer, entrepreneur.
Richard B. Riddick.
Escaped convict, murderer.
That's--That's a particularly good Shiraz.
lt's--lt's a lovely drop.
lt's--lt's very expensive.
By all means, please help yourself.
l mean, normally l can appreciate antiques.
But this, this is something else.
lt'll work.
lt's nothing we can't repair,
so long as the electrical adapts.
Well, it's not a star-jumper.
(Riddick) lt doesn't need to be.
Take a 2-seater like this back up
to the Sol-Track shipping lanes.
Stick out her thumb, bound to get picked up.
Ain't that right, captain?
Can l have a little help here?
l got it. Come on.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Do me a favor.
Check these containers out and, uh,
see what we can patch these wings up with.
All right?
[squeaking]
[chuckling]
Mine!
Insha Allah!
All right, all right. My turn.
Are you all right?
[speaking Arabic]
Ok.
[whirring]
[beeping]
And we are getting there.
So we've got enough power for a sys-check,
but we'll still need more cells.
How many are we talking about?
Um.
Let's see, we got a 90-gig draw.
The other ship takes 20-gig cells.
That would be 5.
5 total to launch.
35 kilos each, huh? Fuck.
Well, that's pretty heavy.
Well, you know that old sand cat out there?
Mmm-hmm.
l might be able to get it going.
Yeah. Do it if you can, but if you need a hand--
Where did Riddick go?
Let's go.
[rattling]
[Johns whistling]
You're missing the party.
Come on, boy.
[gasps]
You're missing the party. Come on.
Oh, man.
[whirring]
[lmam speaking Arabic]
All praises be Allah, for His many blessings to us.
What?
lt's the winner of the look-alike contest.
[beeping]
Who were these people anyway, miners?
l don't know. Looks like geologists.
You know, an advance team, moves around from rock to rock.
Nice of them to leave so much stuff here.
Why'd they leave their ship?
[whirring]
lt's not a ship, it's a skiff.
And it's disposable, really.
lt's more like an emergency life raft, right?
Yeah, they probably had a big drop ship take them off planet.
These people didn't leave. Come on.
Whoever got Zeke got them.
They're all dead.
You don't really think they left
with their clothes on the hooks,
photos on the shelves.
Maybe they had weight limits. You don't know.
l know you don't prep your emergency ship
unless there's a fucking emergency.
He's fucking right.
Watch your mouth.
He's just saying what we're all thinking.
So what happened? Where are they?
Has anyone seen the little one? Ali?
Has anyone checked the coring room?
[screeching]
[yelling]
Ali.
Come on.
[screaming]
[gasping]
[panting]
[gun firing]
Ali. Slowly.
Jack, wait. Wait!
(lmam) Ali.
[gasps]
Ali?
[yells]
[creatures screeching]
(Johns) lmam?
[speaking Arabic]
(Riddick) Other buildings weren't secure,
so they ran here.
Heaviest doors.
Thought they'd be safe inside,
but they forgot to lock the cellar.
Here.
What, it's broken?
No. There's still a few hits.
Actually, you asshole, l'm trying to say that l'm sorry.
Ok, let's board this place up and get the hell out of here.
Whatever the fuck those things were,
they seem to stick to darkness.
So, if we stick to daylight, we should be all right, ok?
Let's go.
22 years ago.
What?
These coring samples are dated.
Last one's 22 years ago this month.
ls there something special about that, Carolyn?
l don't know.
There could be.
An eclipse.
You're not afraid of the dark, are you?
So we gotta get the power cells.
l've still gotta check on the hull and patch the wings.
Wait on the power cells.