Bad sign.
Shaking like that in this heat.
- I thought I said no shivs. - Shivs? This?
This is just a personal grooming appliance.
Thanking you.
Looks like we're a few shy.
Power cells.
They're coming.
It's strange, not doing a run-up on the main drive yet.
Unless he told you...
...the particulars of my escape.
I got the quick-and-ugly version.
You're worried about a repeat.
It has entered our minds.
I asked what you thought.
You scare me. That's what you want to hear, isn't it?
Now, can I just get back to work?
I've been meaning to catch up with you alone.
Unrestrained.
You think Johns...
...is a do-right man? You think I could trust him to cut me loose?
Why? What did you hear?
I guess if it were "trickeration," he'd just "X" me out.
He'd kill me.
Then again...
...I am worth twice as much alive.
You didn't know that?
Your Johns ain't a cop.
He's got that nickel-slick badge.
And that blue uniform.
But he's just a merc.
And I'm just a payday.
That's why he won't kill me, see?
- The creed is greed. - Don't waste my time.
We're not gonna turn on each other, no matter how hard you try.
I don't truly know what's gonna happen when the lights go out.
But I do know once the dying starts...
...this little psycho-fuck family of ours is gonna rip itself apart.
Ever wonder why Johns shakes like that?
Ask him.
Ask why your crew pal had to scream so painfully before he died.
So who are you really?
You're not a cop, are you?
I never said I was.
No, you didn't.
You never said you were a hype, either.
You have a little caffeine in the morning and I have a little morphine. So what?
Here you got two mornings every day. Wow, were you born lucky.
- It's not a problem unless you're gonna... - No, it becomes a problem...
...when you let Owens die like that!
You have enough drugs here to knock out a mule team.
Owens was already dead. His brain just hadn't caught on to the fact.
Is there anything else I should know about you?
- Yeah, look to thine own ass first, right? - Captain! Captain!
I'm not your fucking captain.
What do my eyes see?
If we need anything from the crash ship, I suggest we kick on.
That sand cat's solar.
- Where's Riddick? - Leave him! He wouldn't wait for us!
I thought we'd lost you.
Where are you going?
I'm gonna get some things. I'll be a few minutes.
You wouldn't leave without me, would you?
Just give me a minute. Shit.
How many are there?
Beautiful.
Allah!
People, just a suggestion. Perhaps you should flee!
- Let's go! - Come on! Run!
Shit!
Come on!
Get in.
Get down!
No.
No! Stay there!
- Stay down, Shazza! Just stay down! - Come back here!
Shazza, stay down!
Please, I really think we should go inside.
We have to be inside to be able to close the door.
Let's go!
What is it?
What is it now?
Like I said...
...it ain't me you gotta worry about.
She should've stayed down.
If she only would've stayed down, she'd be okay. She wouldn't have died.
You remember the boneyard?
These just might be the fuckers that killed every living thing on this planet.
What are we gonna do now?
Are these the only lights we have? Is this everything?
No. There's a cutting torch on the floor here. I just can't find it.
Quiet please, everyone.
Why do they do that? Make that sound?
Perhaps it's the way they see.
With sound reflecting back.
Could be a breach in the hull. I don't know.
Come on, Johns. You got the big gauge.
I'd rather piss glass.
Why don't you go fuckin' check?
- I'm not staying here one more second. - Where are you going?
Sit him down.
- You don't know what's out there. - I know what's in here.
Hurry!
Now we're trapped in a much smaller space. I hate this!
Extremely bad timing.
Just don't run.
Don't stop burning.
- Take this. - Take that.
Hassan? Where is Hassan?
Is it alive?
- It's like the light is scalding it. - It hurts them.
Light actually hurts them.
Is that Hassan?
We'll burn a candle for him later. Come on. Let's get out of here.
So we've got one cutting torch.
We've got two hand lights.
There's gotta be something we can rip out of the crash ship.
Spirits. Anything over 45 proof burns rather well.
- How many bottles you got? - I don't know. Maybe 10.
Johns, you've got some flares.
- Maybe we got enough light. - Enough for fuckin' what?
We stick to the plan. We get the four cells back to the skiff.
We're off this rock.
I hate to ruin a beautiful theory with an ugly fact...
...but that sand cat is solar.
- It won't run at night. - So we carry the cells.
We drag them. Whatever it takes.
You mean tonight? With all those things still out there?
All right. Now how long can this last? A few hours?
A day, tops?
I had the impression from the model...
...the two planets were moving as one...
...and there would be a lasting darkness.
These suns gotta come up sometime.
If these creatures are phobic about light, then we just sit tight...
...and let the sun come up.
I'm sure somebody else said that...
...locked inside that coring room.
We need to think about everybody, especially the kid.
- He'll be scared out there in the dark. - Don't use him like that.
- Like what? - As a smoke screen. Deal with your fear.
Why don't you shut up for two seconds...
...and let me come up with a plan that doesn't involve mass suicide?
I'm waiting.
How much do you weigh?
- What's it matter? - How much?
Around 79 kilos, to be exact...
You're 79 kilos of gutless meat. That's why you can't think of a plan.
Is that fuckin' right? Where are you goin'?
This solves nothing.
They're afraid of our light.
That means we don't have to be afraid of them.
And you are sure you can get us there? Even in the dark?
No, I can't.
But he can.
Stay close.
Wait.
Looks clear.
- You said, "Clear." - I said, "It looks clear."
What's it look like now?
Looks clear.
I'll be runnin' 10 paces ahead. I want light on my back but not in my eyes.
And check your cuts. These bad boys know our blood now.
Are we actually going to do this?
We stay together. We keep the light burning.
That's all we gotta do to live through this thing.
Are you ready?
Look, we're just wasting light here.
You give him the cells and the ship...
...and he'll leave you all out there to die.
He'll leave all of you.
I don't get it.
What is so goddamn valuable in your life that you're worried about losing?
Is there anything at all?
Besides your next spike?
Stay close.
Wait.
This can't be happening.
Get back here!
Are you all right?
This can't be happening.
I was supposed to die in France.
I never ever saw France.
Well, it's good to see you're okay.
Do I even want to know?
Are we gettin' close?
Can we pick up the pace?
You want to tell me what's goin' on?
- We crossed our own tracks. - Why have we circled?
- Are we lost? - Listen.
- Do you even know where we are? - Listen!
Canyon ahead. I circled once to buy some time to think.
- I think we should go now. - I don't know about that.
That's death row up there.
- Especially with the girl bleeding. - What?
What are you talkin' about? She's not cut.
Not her.
Her.
You gotta be kidding me.
I thought it'd be better if people took me for a guy.
I thought they might leave me alone instead of always messing with me.
I'm sorry.
Are you really bleeding?
You could've left me at the ship. That's why I didn't say something sooner.
They've been nose-open for her ever since we left.
In case you haven't noticed, they go off blood.
Look. This is not gonna work.
We're gonna have to go back.
What did you say?
You're the one who got us out here...
...and made us into sled dogs. - I was wrong. I admit it.
- Can we just get back to the ship? - I don't know.
Nice breeze. Wide-open space. I'm startin' to enjoy myself out here.
Are you high again? Just listen to yourself.
No, you're right. What's to be afraid of?
My life's just a steaming pile of meaningless shit anyhow.
So I say, "Mush on." The canyon's only 200 meters and after that it's skiff city.
Why don't you butch up, stuff a cork in this fuckin' kid and let's go.
- She's the captain. Listen to her. - Listen to her?
- When she was willing to sacrifice us? - What?
This does not help us.
The crash. She tried to blow the passenger cabin, kill us in our sleep.
- Shut your mouth! - We are disposable.
- We're just walkin' ghosts to you? - Shut your fucking blowhole!
Fine!
You made your point.
We can all be scared.
How much do you weigh now?
The verdict's in. The light moves forward.
- Ain't all of us gonna make it. - Just realize that?
Six of us left.
If we could make it through the canyon and lose one, that'd be a feat.
- Not if I'm the one. - What if you're one of five?
I'm listening.
- What are they doin' up there? - They're talking about the canyon, I think.
How to get us through.
Battlefield doctors decide who lives and dies. It's called triage.
Kept calling it murder when I did it.
Either way, I figure it's something you can grab onto.
Sacrifice play. Hack up a body, leave it at the start of the canyon...
...like a bucket of bait.
Trawl with it. You got extra cable on the sled.
- We drag the body 40, 50 feet behind us. - Nice embellishment.
I don't want to feed them. I just want to keep them off our scent.
- So which one caught your eye? - Don't look.
What the hell's wrong with you?
Imam, slow down. Just a little more space between us and them.
All right. Enough of this shit.
You do the girl and I'll keep the others off your back.
It's not too big a job for you, is it?
I'm just wondering if we don't need a bigger piece of bait.
Like who?
Leave the sled! Let's move!
Let's go!
One rule.
Stay in the light.
Remember that moment?
Should've never taken the chains off.
You were one brave fuck before.
You were really bad-ass.
The chains.
The gauge.
The badge.
I told you to ghost me.
Back to the ship?
- Huddle together until the lights burn out? - Get away from us.
Till you can't see what's eating you. That the big plan?
- Where's Johns? - Which half?
We're gonna lose everybody out here.
- We should've stayed at the ship. - He died fast.
And if we have any choice about it, that's the way we should all go out.
Don't you cry for Johns.
Don't you dare.
Blind spot.
Shall we pray together?
I have already prayed with the others.
- It is painless. - It's pointless.
Because you do not believe in God does not mean God does not believe in...
Think someone can spend half their life in the slam...
...with a horse bit in their mouth and not believe?
Think he could start out in some trash bin...
...with an umbilical cord wrapped around his neck and not believe?
Got it all wrong, Holy Man.
I absolutely believe in God.
And I absolutely hate the fucker.
- He is with us nonetheless. - Two of your boys are already dead.
How much faith do you have left, Father?
Only see one way. That way. It's the only way off this rock.
Just keep the girl between you.
What about the cells?
I'll take those.
- Move. - Are you sure you can keep up?
Do not look up!
They're killing each other!
Move!
Keep moving!
Wait!
Get off her!
He did not know who he was fuckin' with.
Come on, get him up.
So, where the hell's your God now?
Are we close?
Just tell me that the settlement is right up there!
We can't make it.
Hide here! Now!
Why is he still out there?
He's not comin' back, is he?
That's the last I could find.
Strong survival instinct.
I admire that in a woman.
I promised them that we would go back with more light.
Did you?
What? Are you afraid?
Me? Afraid?
Come on.
There's gotta be some part of you that wants to rejoin the human race.
Truthfully, I wouldn't know how.
Then just give me more light for them. I'll go back by myself.
There you go.
Please, just come with me.
I got a better idea.
Come with me.
You're fucking with me. I know you are.
You know I am?
You don't know anything about me.
I will leave you here.
Step inside.
- I can't. - Sure, you can.
Here. I'll make it easy on you.
Take my hand. Come on.
Look. No one's gonna blame you. Save yourself.
Come on.
That's it.
Good girl.
Now, you! You listen to me!
I am the captain of this ship.
And I am not leaving anyone on this rock with those things, even if it means...
- Get that thing off my neck. - Shut up!
- You'd die for them? - I would try for them.
You didn't answer me.
Yes, I would.
I would die for them.
How interesting.
Never had a doubt.
Anyone not ready for this?
There is my God, Mr. Riddick.
Don't stop!
Come on! Move!
You know the way!
On board. Come on. Get on.
Come.
Now.
Wait.
Okay. Hold onto me.
We're gonna get out of here. Okay. I got you.
Come on, Riddick! Get up!
I said I'd die for them, not you. Let's move. Come on.
Not for me.
Not for me!
With so much prayer to make up for...
...I scarcely know where to begin.
I know where I'd start.
What are you doing?
Can we just get the hell out of here now?
We can't leave...
...without saying good night.
A lot of questions, whoever we run into.
It could even be a merc ship.
So, what the hell do we tell them about you?
Tell them Riddick's dead.
He died somewhere on that planet.
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