The Chronicles of Riddick: Dark Fury

Hull breach contained.

at 170% capacity.

under current parameters.

whoever we run into.

Could even be... a merc ship.

Critical systems failure in five seconds.

Four seconds. Three seconds.

Two seconds. One second.

First you're a boy, then you're a girl,|and now you're a psychic.

Careful what you wish for,Jack.

state your purpose and contents.

state your purpose and contents.

Unidentified craft,|state your purpose and contents.

Name's Johns.

on a transport run.

from the whole mess are with me.

Outside of that, we got nothing.

Tell me, Mr.Johns,

what brings you to this|lonely corner of space?

I'm a bounty hunter.

Then it appears|we have something in common.

Bring them in.

They're reelin' us in.

Ship is secure in Bay 3.

No offense, but I don't think|that's gonna cut it...

against whatever it is|that's coming for us.

Report.

Two heat signatures. Adults.

There's some residual as well.|Could be a juvenile.

More likely burn-off|from the engines.

Find out.

Hold your breath.

Running a tighter sweep.

- Wait a minute.|- What is it?

According to what I'm getting,

they're gone.

Gone?

Nothing inside that ship's|putting out heat anymore.

How that's possible--

Anything?

of this bay since I locked it down myself.

Zero atmosphere.

Pressurize.

We've got O-2, sir. It's thin,|but you'll be able to breathe it.

- Green for breach.|- Earn your keep.

who is something far worse...

than anyone here|has ever encountered.

Should you survive this day,

it is one you will remember|for the rest of your lives.

Do not underestimate|the importance of such a thing.

Begin.

Extinguishing foam.

Fall back!|Everyone fall back!

He has to breathe sometime.

You certainly know|how to make an entrance.

That's nothing, scarecrow.|He's gonna kick your ass so hard--

- I think not.

- What do you say?|- Call off your lap dog,

before his trying to impress you|gets him killed.

Am I so obvious?

Call it what you want,|but tell him to stand down, now.

You'll have to excuse|Junner's excitement.

It sometimes makes him|a touch... quick.

Though I can't say I blame him.

You see, he's just heard|so much about you,

Riddick.

Yes, I know your name.

Quite a bit more|about you, I think.

Careful. You may find|what you're digging for.

I'm willing to share, of course,

but I must ask|that you surrender your weapon...

overpaid associates...

come to an untimely end.

Not gonna happen.

No?

The girl is nothing to me.

Then enlighten me.

Why would a stone-cold killer|such as yourself...

ofkeeping the likes ofher alive?

Unless, of course,|you've grown attached.

She's a cover story,|nothing more.

and you'll be saving me the trouble.

Then I have your blessing.

Maybe I know more about you|than you do yourself.

Now just ain't the time.

Lock them down.

We're done here.|- My apologies.

You know how worthless|those are to me. You did well.

in this line of work,Junner.

A small price to pay.

- What will you do with him?|- Slowly,Junner.

Have Riddick brought|to my conservatory.

I've something beautiful in mind.

And,Junner,|unfreeze some more mercs.

Have you ever seen|anything like this before?

Merc ships? Plenty.

how it all goes together.

It is a plantation operation.

A boat like this loads up at port,|signs on as many men as it can hold,

then goes out for months,|sometimes years at a time.

However long it takes|to fill their stores.

Except a merchant rig's|usually harvesting ore,

maybe crops, not people.

contracted manpower on the other.

-Just add heat.|- You know a lot about this sh*t...

for a holy man.

I hear things.

signs on to this.

|Shut up!

For you, it's life experience.

So, what's the plan?

It's not like we haven't|gotten out of worse.

The way I see it, we can take|these jerks when-- Hey!

- This is where we get off, princess.|- You too, preacher.

I will pray.|Not for me.

- Let's go!|- I won't leave without you, Riddick!

I'll find you!

Set him down and leave.

Hmm.

The hell--

All right.|Now you have my attention.

A necessary precaution.

You attempt anything uncivilized--

killing me, for instance--

I detonate the explosive charge|Junner's just implanted...

and sleep very well tonight.

Walk with me.

You're not putting me|on a pedestal.

No. Of course not.

for my private collection.

Miss me?

Mmm. Fresh as a daisy.

Suit up and report.

Must be something big,|them taking you off ice|after what you pulled.

Sister, I certainly aim|to find out.

Hmm. Okay.

You go through all the trouble|to catch these guys,

you do with them.

You're missing the point.

standing around collectin' dust.

You underestimate|their value, Riddick.|They are priceless.

Each, at one time,

the most wanted man|or woman in the known universe.

at the hands of those...

in this room is incalculable.

Ain't what I'd call living.

Just the same, I assure you|they are all very much alive.

in a form of cryo so profound...

that seconds seem weeks...

and to blink an eye is a day's work.

continues to function unimpeded.

to think and feel,

it's trapped alone with,

as it will be for hundreds of years.

dropping them off at the nearest slam.

for what they truly are,

on par with their lives' work.

And why? Because I gave them the|audience they so desperately desired,

the recognition they bought|with the blood of others.

I understood their actions,|stripped free of moral convention.

Don't you see? They're|something greater now, Riddick.

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