Riddick Page #6

I think you're good.

Shut up.

You. Do you think we're good?

Yeah.

I think you're good, cuz.

You're f***ing good. Just butch up.

Sounds like your department, lesbo.

I'm not opening that thing.

Oh, yes, you f***ing are!

I'm so f***ing not!

Hey, hey, hey! Use your f***ing brains!

We are not gonna do

Riddick's work for him!

Put your weapons down.

And have a look at that.

He was here.

Right f***ing there.

Santana, put your f***ing sword away.

Don't f***ing open it, then.

Well, the problem with that, Santana,

we never open that locker,

and we never leave.

The strength of my life

of Whom shall I be afraid.

Four.

Five.

And...

Oops.

Wish I'd have thought of that.

Six!

Six.

Huh.

Six.

You are a sh*t storm trooper, Santana.

I'll give you that.

You beat the devil this time.

Didn't actually

think he was gonna do it.

This is a sign.

Ah, sweet.

I believe this is a sign.

It may be that the good Lord

wants us to take these nodes

and flee this planet

just as soon as we can.

That's my good luck charm.

Wrong business, kid.

You know, I was kind of

hoping the bomb would go off.

So we sealed up his cave with some

phosphor frags here, so he can't go back.

And just like an animal,

he's gonna head to known ground.

But we're gonna find

he's got three or four lairs out there.

So we'll radius out

from this point, here.

Now radio comms... I saw three

repeaters listed in inventory.

Find them. Set them up

at regular intervals.

I never want to be

out of touch like that again.

Are you scared of me?

Yeah.

Are they scared of me?

Yes, they're scared of you.

Maybe you're all scared

of the wrong thing.

Lockspur, I want you to

lock down those hogs, all right?

I don't want this guy

any more mobile than he already is.

Now, Dahl, I spotted a

nice little nest for you.

Right here and in these low hills.

Moss?

I just saw him.

Say again?

I just saw him.

Dahl, I want you to sit on this ship!

Diaz, make sure your ship is locked down!

The rest of you get on

the f***ing perimeter

and keep your eyes on each other!

Santana! He got the f***ing nodes!

I know. It's coming.

So then we just combine nodes.

Pull one from that ship,

put it in this ship, you know?

Amps is amps, right?

It's not about amps. It's about

what each ship is rated to handle.

You miss by even a few milli-joules,

you fry every chip you've got.

Okay, so figure out

the difference, and just do it.

Jailbreak the f***ing thing.

I could give you a crash course

on thermodynamic equilibrium

and energy exchange right now,

or maybe you just want to

take my goddamn word for it...

I get it. I get it.

The ships are incompatible. We're not

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