Let me guess. A five-man crew this time.
Couple of things you could have done better.
First, trash the locator beacon inside my ship... the one you jacked.
And second... and this is really the more important part...
dust my dick when you get the chance.
- Any questions? - Yeah.
What took you so long?
Let's go, big boy.
In and out, unsuspected and undetected. Damn, I love a good smash-and-grab.
Not so fast. Not so fast.
Dickheads. We're pickin' up fields here.
Unknown fields detected on hull.
I knew it. Here it comes. This is some kind of scan.
I don't know. Readin' our BTUs, maybe?
- Let's drop one. - Dropping.
Decoy launched.
Preparing to engage ion drive. - So,
where do we drop your merc-killin' ass?
Who's gonna pay the most for you now?
- Butcher Bay? - Butcher Bay.
Ten minutes every other day on the dog run.
Protein waffles aren't bad.
Hey, how 'bout Ursa Luna? Nice little double-max prison.
They keep a cell open for me... just in case I drop in.
You know the problem with these joints now?
Health clubs for waffle-eatin' pussies.
Maybe we should think about uppin' our game here a little bit.
Think about someplace truly diabolical.
What the hell is he thinkin' now?
He's thinkin' a triple-max prison.
A no-daylight slam. Only three of 'em left in this system...
two of 'em outta range for a shitty little under cutter like this one with no legs.
Leavin' just... one...
Crematoria.
That is what you had in mind, right, Toombs?
Hey, how does he know where we're goin', and we don't?
Dope it out.
I hate this run.
Just do it!
Don't know about this new crew of yours.
They seem a bit skittish.
Probably shouldn't tell 'em what happened to the last crew.
You know, you supposed to be some slick-shit killer.
Now look at you...
all back-of-the-bus and shit.
I say we attack Helion Two next.
Take it straight into their teeth.
It'll cost you 20,000 heads, five warrior ships. Nothing more, I swear it.
While I do prize brute force,
this approach is perhaps more artful.
Start at the end.
Go straight to Helion Five,
the last planet in the system.
We approach from the night side.
Remove these cannon first,
then attack the larger placements at speed.
We'll catch them on their rear flank. And in ten days' time,
the rest of those worlds will tumble before us.
You see, as with most, their blind spot...
is right behind them.
I've located an ion trail which leads off-world.
Then you should be off-world, Vaako.
I've deployed a tracker team. One of the best.
Wherever Riddick has gone, you lens him out and cleanse him.
You.
You want me to take a frigate for one breeder?
Don't question it, Vaako!
Take it on faith.
He's always been unsettled around you...
the Lord Marshal.
Unsteady.
Perhaps because he knows he's half the warrior you are.
Some say he's too artistic for the job.
I wouldn't be surprised if someone promoted him soon...
to full dead.
Take care what you say.
Should I say it softly?
So it sounds more like conspiracy?
Oh, why is it that when anyone breathes about the demise of him on the throne...
everyone assumes a conspiracy?
Why isn't that just prudent planning?
When he is ready, he will name a successor.
Who?
Toal? Scales? The Purifier?
None of them...
with the strength, the dignity,
of Lord Vaako.
You can keep what you kill.
- Stop. - That is the Necromonger way.
I said... stop.
His death will come in due time and not a moment sooner.
Why?
Because I serve him. We all serve him. It's called fidelity.
It's called stupidity.
Well, finally some attention.
You have such greatness in you.
If only you could see it like I do.
You know what I want?
Today I came up behind him in perfect silence and he knew.
I wanna go down in Necropolis.
Right now.
His half-dead soul sensed I was behind him. He sees everything.
When no one is looking...
when no one's around...
I'm gonna get down on my knees...
while you sit on the throne.
- How unexpected. - An Elemental.
- Here? - One of the captives.
And why, after 30 years,
should it be you?
He doesn't regard her as a captive, though.
Elementals... they talk of neutrality,
but they're all witches and spies.
Why else would they come and go like the wind?
But where has he gone? Where is the Furyan hiding now?
You be the good warrior.
Go after this Riddick.
I'll find out why the Lord Marshal is so threatened by him.
Do you know you grind your teeth at night?
Sexy.
Destination reached.
Unlocking manual controls.
All right. I make 700 degrees on the day side,
300 below on the night side.
Let's not get caught in the sun.
If I owned this place and hell,
I'd rent this place out and live in hell.
Blue angle... good. - Stand by.
And...
Plotted course good.
Hit it!
Angle of approach, not good.
Look, Ma. No hands!
Party poppers!
I think I shit myself.
Skittish, Toombs. Very skittish.
Comfy?
When the ride's over,
your goggles are mine.
Four-way split!
29.4 kilometers.
So, this is Riddick.
What in the bowels of Christ are you talkin' about, 700K?
Don't take this one, boss.
See? Anatoli here has a nose for trouble.
And this one, this Riddick guy...
Big, big trouble.
So, 700,000 is good money.
I'd take the money, Toombs.
The guild pays us a caretaker's fee for each prisoner each year.
We pay mercs 20% of that total fee based on a certain life expectancy.
How's about this?
You open that safe you got hidden behind the console there,
show me the real books, then we figure out my cut.
Then I'll be on my way.
Open my books. This is what you suggest?
Wasn't a suggestion.
These are dangerous days, if you believe the talk.
- Talk? - About dead planets.
About some ghost army.
About them.
"Them"?
I'll run the numbers again.
It takes a couple of days, probably,
so you can stay as my guest.
At least here, we are all safe.
- Yes? - Yes, boss.
I'll give it a day.
One.
There are inmates...
and there are convicts.
A convict has a certain code.
And he knows to show a certain respect.
An inmate, on the other hand,
pulls the pin on his fellow man.
Does the guards' work for them.
Brings shame...
To the game.
So, which are you gonna be?
Me?
I'm just passin' through.
Welcome to Crematoria.
Should I go for the sweet spot?
Left of the spine, fourth lumbar down, the abdominal aorta.
What a gusher.
How do I get eyes like that?
You gotta kill a few people.
Did that.
Did a lot of that.
And then you gotta get sent to a slam. One where they tell you you'll never see daylight again?
Only there wasn't any doctor here who could shine my eyes, not even for 20 menthol Kools.
Was there anything you said that was true?
What are you gonna do, huh? Go for the sweet spot?
Remember who you're talkin' to, Jack.
Jack's dead. She was weak.
She couldn't cut it.
The name's Kyra now.
And I'm a new animal.
They can be quite a test, these deep runs...
tests of our inner selves.
Don't you find that true?
Some men do.
Just being so far from the armada,
the mind can start to fill with strange thoughts, doubts.
Don't you ever have doubts, Vaako?
- Doubts? - About the campaign.
About Lord Marshal.
First and always, I am a Necromonger commander.
So if you're here to test my loyalty, you succeed only in testing my patience.
Oh, no. No, that's not why I'm here at all.
I'm so glad I could steal you away for a moment.
Doesn't it strike you odd?
Here we have the current Lord Marshal...
destroying entire societies, and yet he can't bring himself...
to kill one stranded Elemental.
Why is that?
You don't pray to our god.
You pray to no god, I hear.
Elementals... we calculate.
Don't we all.
But now let's have first things first.
What of Riddick? In truth, I don't know where he went.
In truth, I'm more interested in where he came from.
Watch your step.
I've always wondered,
does an air Elemental fly?
Now do me a favour.
Calculate the odds of you getting off this planet alive...
and now cut them in half.
No, we can't fly.
But we glide very well.
Save your threats, Necromonger.
I would have told you about Riddick for the asking.
It concerns a foretelling, a prediction now more than 30 years old.
A young warrior once consulted a seer.
He was told a child would be born on the planet Furya... a male child...
who would someday cause the warrior's downfall.
Cause his untimed death.
Furya? Furya's a ruined world. No life to speak of.
For good reason.
This young warrior mounted an attack on Furya,
killing all young males he could find,
even strangling some with their birth cords.
An artful stroke, wouldn't you say?
So this warrior, the one who tried to outwit the prediction, would later become...
That's why he worries.
...our Lord Marshal.
Which would make the man-child...
He worries he missed killing that child in its crib.
...Riddick.
- That's why it's so vital to him. - Wait.
- It's about a prophecy. - Wait! Wait!
Are you there?
You do what your lord asks.
You cleanse Riddick for him, and in doing so...
you prove your undying loyalty.
And perhaps then he'll finally let down his guard.
Still here, I see?
I've been here 18 years. See this?
I remember how gorgeous she was. Well, gorgeous in a certain light.
And now, for the goddamn death of me,
I cannot remember her name.
Feeding time!
We're here for the rest of our unnatural lives.
Here they come!
Whatever you do, don't make eye contact.
Aaah!
It's an animal thing.
Check her for me. She's always got a blade somewhere.
Hyah!
I don't think she likes being touched.
I'd take my wounded and go while you still can.
Is there a name for this private little world of yours, huh?
What happens there when we don't just run away?
You'll kill us... with a soup cup?
Tea, actually.
What's that?
I'll kill you with my teacup.
You know the rule. They aren't dead if they're still on the books.
Mmm.
Come on.
Death by teacup.
Damn. Why didn't I think of that?
I didn't come to play "Who's the Better Killer?"
But it's my favourite game. Haven't you heard?
- I heard you came lookin' for me. - Is that all?
Then you missed the good part.
Hooked up with some mercs outta Lupus Five.
Said they'd take me on, teach me the trade, give me a good cut.
They slaved me out, Riddick.
Do you know what that could do to you when you're that age?
- When you're 12 years old? - I told you to stay in New Mecca.
Did you not listen?
I had mercs on my neck.
I'll always have mercs on my neck.
I spent five years on a frozen heap just to keep 'em away from you.
And you go and sign up with the same fake badges...
that wanted to cut you up and use you for bait.
What are you pitching, Riddick? That you cuttin' out was a good thing?
That you had my ass covered from halfway across the universe?
You signed with mercs.
There was nobody else around.
Let's pop the cork. Get some fresh air.
So they do go topside...
to swap out air.
Interesting.
Who the hell are you?
When it happens, it'll happen fast.
Stay on my leg when I cut fence or stay here...
for the rest of your unnatural life.
Nobody outs this place. Nobody.
He ain't "nobody."
Good news first. Talked things over with my amigos here.
We'll cut you in for 775K.
Well, all right.
What's the bad news? They close the local whorehouse?
No. The bad news is worse than that. Much worse.
Our pilot, he saw this. It crossed a shipping lane.
Any idea what this might be?
Never saw nothin' like it.
This ship charts back to Helion Prime.
You know, Anatoli's got a nose for trouble,
and he thinks trouble follows you here.
Look. We dusted our tracks and got the hell outta there.
There is no way we didn't lose them.
"Them"?
This is my prisoner. Mine.
Nobody else's.
And I want my money now.
So...
you stole a prisoner...
from "them"?
No.
Riddick. No!
Shoulda taken the money, Toombs.
You gonna kill me?
Mercs.
Some guards here, but this can't be all of them.
Check their slots in the back... and be careful.
Don't bother.
Guards ain't there.
They figured out the Necros are comin' for me.
Plan was to clean the bank, ghost the mercs,
break wide through the tunnel.
And then somebody got a lucky shot off with this rocket launcher here...
and took out the sled.
Guards took off on foot but rigged the door so no one could follow.
They'll take the one ship in the hangar and leave everyone else here to die.
How come you know all this shit?
You weren't even here.
'Cause it was my plan.
I shoulda taken the money.
Riddick!
What is this? What is he thinking?
- Once that sun comes up... - We'll last five minutes.
Five minutes. We ain't gonna last 30 seconds out there.
It'll light you up like a match.
20-mile buffer zone and 30 klicks to the hangar.
30 klicks over that terrain?
It's moving in the right direction. We could make it.
Stay behind the night,
ahead of the sun.
There's gonna be one speed...
mine.
If you can't keep up, don't step up.
You'll just die.
Riddick?
Go, go! Go on! Go! Climb here!
Climb! Go! Go, go, go!
Boss!
Up there.
- Take a look. - Because Anatoli says so?
Because his nose says so.
There's nothin' up here.
Oh, shit.
Riddick.
They're heading right for the volcano fields. They're going for our ship!
No chance do they get to the hangar first. No chance!
Next one! Next hole! We'll catch 'em there!
No more run for you.
Where did the big guy go?
Ohh...
Close it!
What was that? You don't care if you live or die?
If I kill them first, not really.
Maybe I do.
Keep moving!