RIDDICK est à l'avant et jette un regard de ses yeux "vision par delà la vision":

"Looks clear."
JOHNS passe devant, et évidemment une bestiole lui saute dessus.
JOHNS (furax):
You said clear!

RIDDICK:
I said it *looked* clear.

JOHNS:
Well, what's it look now?

RIDDICK ( regarde, se tourne vers JOHNS, et très innocemment et joyeusement ):
Looks clear.

Dans le conteiner bagages, Riddick observe fasciné les créatures, arrive un des trois disciples.
"Extremely_bad_timing" dit-il en espaçant les mots, et en sortant dans l'obscurité.
"- Just_don't_ruuun!"
Comme les autres arrivant, il leur crie bien nettement :
"- Dont_stop_burnin' !!!!"
Et ensuite, il retourne dans l'obscurité, laissant le gamin totalement à la merci des bestioles. Trop classe !

Zeke vient de mourir, et Fry vient voir Riddick pour savoir ce qu'il sait:

FRY:
Tell me about the sounds. You told Johns you heard something.

RIDDICK:
You mean the whispers? - là, il a sa plus belle voix-

FRY:
(in a whisper) What whispers?

RIDDICK:
The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot, just to the left of the spine, fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. It's a metallic taste, human blood, copperish, but if you cut it with peppermint snaps that goes away.

FRY (cutting him off):
You wanna shock me with the truth now?

RIDDICK:
All you people are so scared of me. Most days I'd take that as a compliment. But it ain't me you gotta worry about now.

"Heu, bonjour, je m'appelle Paris, homme d'affaire, heu..."

All the survivors are walking to the outpost.
RIDDICK is dragging a heavy sled, and still has no oxygen.
PARIS drops one of his wine bottles and goes back for it. PARIS Blast.
As PARIS bends to pick it up, RIDDICK gets there first.

PARIS (offering his hand)
Paris P. Ogilvie. Antiquities dealer, entrepreneur.

RIDDICK (shaking hands)
Richard B. Riddick. Escaped convict. Murderer.

RIDDICK uncorks the wine.

PARIS
That's a particularly good shiraz. It's a lovely drop. It's very expensive. By all means, please, help yourself.

RIDDICK drains the bottle. Putain, difficile de faire plus classe qd même !!!-

Fry n'en peut plus !!!

RIDDICK continues: and I'm just a payday. He won't kill me, see. The creed, is greed.

FRY interrupts :
DON'T waste my time. We're not going to turn on each other, no matter how hard you try.

RIDDICK:
I don't truly know what's going to happen when the lights go out,
Carolyn, but I do know, once the dyin' starts, this little psycho fuck family of ours is going to rip itself apart.

Encore un exemple de la délicatesse accoutumée de Riddick:
- Come on Johns, c'est toi qui a le gros calibre !
- Et puis quoi, encore ? Plutôt pisser dans du verre pilé ! - Johns , qui est réellement LE bad boy du film...-