Pitch Black Page #3
The light of a cutting torch. Someone's using it to open a
jammed cryo-locker. The plexi is torched away to reveal...
AUDREY, 12 years old. Unscathed.
AUDREY:
Somethin' went wrong, huh?
Johns searches for his pistol. Behind him, two chained feet
lower into FRAME -- and then attack, swinging over Johns' head...
getting the chain on his neck...twisting hard, using the chain as
a choke-collar. Johns flicks open a baton, swings it up at...
Riddick. Still in body chains and mouth-bit. Clinging to a
ceiling support. Riding out the baton blows.
Seconds from blacking out, Johns strains forward...forward...and
finally breaks Riddick's grip on the support. He keeps hold of
the chained feet so that...
Riddick SLAMS HEADFIRST into the deck. Johns lays the baton on
his neck.
JOHNS:
One chance and you blew it, Riddick.
Never cease to disappoint me.
INT. FLIGHT DECK - CRASH SHIP - DAY
Darkness. A light beam sweeps the dusty air of the cockpit.
It's packed with dirt, no signs of life. About to search
elsewhere, Johns turns back at...
FRY (O.S.)
Hey.
JOHNS:
Hey, who?
FRY (O.S.)
Hey, me. Over here.
His light finds a headrest sticking up from the dirt. Johns
crawls closer, checks the other side of the headrest and finds
her. Fry. Buried to the gills.
JOHNS:
Amazing. I'm Johns.
FRY:
Carolyn Fry. I'd shake hands, but...
He manages a smile and starts digging her out. Almost dreading
to ask:
FRY:
Are there any others, Johns?
INT. MAIN CABIN - CRASH SHIP - DAY
Johns helps Fry through the carnage. She's stunned by it all --
but especially by the blast of sunlight where a hull used to be.
Realizing she's in nav-bay, Fry starts digging like a search dog
to uncover...
Owens. Still strapped to his chair. Metal rod piercing his
chest close to the heart. Dead. Fry reaches out to touch him.
OWENS:
Out, out, out, GET IT OUTTA ME!
She recoils hard. He's still alive. The other survivors bungle
over. Ten seconds of pure chaos:
VOICES:
Pull it out of him...No, it's too close to
the heart...You gotta do it, just do it
fast....
Fry grabs the rod.
OWENS:
Don't touch it! Don't touch that switch!
VOICES:
You'll kill him, I'm tellin' you, sh*t,
just leave it alone...delirious...doncha
you got some drugs for this poor man....
OWENS:
Don't touch that switch!
FRY:
Awright, awright, someone...there's
Anestaphine in the med-lock, that end of
the cabin...next to....
But there is no more "that end." In exquisite pain, Owens
screams on. REACTION SHOTS of Johns, Audrey. Seldom are human
beings witness to such raw suffering.
FRY:
Get away. Everybody.
The others leave -- except for Audrey, staying behind to watch
in morbid fascination. Johns doubles back and collars her.
Leaving, they pass...
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