Riddick Page #3

Hey, I don't give a sh*t what they say.

He's one guy.

Whatever you say, man.

He's one guy.

Man...

So I guess that's what

passes for a f***ing 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***ing 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.

Grid 29D. Stand by, stand by.

What you got, cuz?

Aha, some dingo-dongo thing.

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.

- It's called a scope.

Try next time.

You got this, right?

Will you get off my freaking frequency!

What the f*** is going on here?

Thank f***ing God!

F*** 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?

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.

Don't touch that f***ing thing!

What?

Up-armor.

Sh*t!

Ready. Ready.

Stay put, stay put, stay put, stay put!

Oopah!

Who the hell was

that screaming and why?

Nunez, break out the sweep gear.

And figure out how many

of these big-ass traps

we got out here, okay?

I'm thinking maybe the

whole upper left quad

is some kind of f***ing mine field.

You got to do that now, okay, Nunez?

Copy that, Nunez?

Nunez?

This is bad. This is very bad.

Nunez? Nunez?

Shut the f*** 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***ing...

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***ing 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.

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