Sci-Fi Channel: The Lowdown - The Chronicles of Riddick Page #3

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and ask to be purified.

- We will not renounce our faith!

- No one here will do what you ask.

It is unthinkable!

This is a world of many peoples,

many religions!

And we simply cannot

and will not be converted.

Then I'll take your soul.

Join him...

or join me.

This is your one chance.

Take the Lord Marshal's offer

and bow.

I bow to no man.

He's not a man.

He's the holy Half-Dead

who has seen the UnderVerse...

and returned with powers

you can't imagine.

Look, I'm not with everyone here.

But I will take a piece of him.

A piece you will have.

Stop him!

Irgun. One of my best.

If you say so.

What do you think of this blade?

I think it's a half-gram heavy

on the back end.

In our faith,

you keep what you kill.

Take him back to my ship

for mind regression.

Perhaps the breeder would do it...

if somebody just asked him.

It is a rare offer.

A visit inside Necropolis.

It's been a long time

since I smelled beautiful.

Let me show you the way.

Beautiful eyes. Come.

The last six Lord Marshals

have called this home.

Magnificent, isn't it?

- I might have gone a different way.

- True of us all.

Converts receiving the mark

of the Necromonger.

They learn how one pain

can lessen another.

There now.

That is just perfect.

The more you resist them...

the greater the damage will be.

A new one.

You've brought us a new one.

Interesting breeder.

Making entry.

This won't take long.

We've entered his neocortex.

- The Riddick!

- Regress.

Scanning fresh memories.

Thoughts of someone called Jack.

Riddick!

Jack!

She went to prison.

Now we find thoughts

of an Elemental.

The one race that would slow

the spread of Necromongers.

Furyans.

Furyans.

Where does he come from?

Who are his people?

These are the things I need to know.

We find energy.

We find Furyan energy.

He's Furyan!

A Furyan survivor! Kill the Furyan!

Kill the Riddick!

Kill Riddick.

Find him. Whatever it takes.

Find him.

Let me guess.

A five-man crew this time.

Couple of things

you could have done better.

First, trash the locater beacon

inside my ship, the one you jacked.

And second, and this is really

the more important part...

you should have wasted me

when you had the chance.

- Any questions?

- Yeah.

What took you so long?

Decoy launched.

In and out.

Unsuspected and undetected.

Damn, I love a good smash-and-grab!

- Bounty's as good as ours.

- Preparing to engage ion drive.

So where do we drop

your merc-killing 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.

How about Ursa Luna?

Nice little double-max prison.

They keep a cell open for me,

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