Have you heard anything I've said?
You said it's all circling the drain - the whole universe. Right?
That's right.
Had to end sometime.
Most scenes together: Riddick & Toombs (3), Riddick & Abu 'Imam' al-Walid (2)
Have you heard anything I've said?
You said it's all circling the drain - the whole universe. Right?
That's right.
Had to end sometime.
Will you wait one minute to save worlds?
Not my fight.
I am always with you...
He won't escape twice.
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.
Riddick points to Irgun.
A piece you will have.
In the ensuing fight, Riddick kills Irgun.
Stop him! (Approches Riddick.) Irgun. One of my best.
If you say so.
What do you think of this blade?
Lord Marshall hands Riddick the blade that Riddick used to kill Irgun. Riddick spins the knife around.
I think it's a half-gram heavy on the back end.
Have you met any others?
Others like yourself?
Sister, they don't know what to do with just one of me.
Spoken like a true Furyan.
Is there a name for this private little world of yours, huh? What happens there when we don't just run away? You'll kill us... with a soup cup?
Tea, actually.
What's that?
I'm going to kill you with my tea cup.
In and out, unsuspected and undetected. Damn, I love a good smash and grab!
I was always with you. I was. [dies, Riddick breaks down crying]
Keira?
What?
Get that ass moving!
Last question, and you better get this right, merc. Whose ship is this?
Mine.
Wrong answer.
Scene shows Toombs falling out of the ship.
You remember that favorite game of yours?
Who's The Better Killer?
Let's play.
Any questions?
Yeah. What took you so long?
Riddick.
I don't know Toombs seems kind of tight.
Not from where I'm sitting, this is the biggest payday ever, so put on a fresh pair of panties, and let's get this right.
[Toombs follows Riddick]
You know the problem with these joints now? Health clubs for waffle eatin’ pussies. Maybe we should think about upping the game here a little bit. Think about someplace truly diabolical.
What the hell’s he thinkin’ now?
He’s thinking a triple max prison, a no daylight slam. Only three of them left in this system. Two of them out of range for a shitty little cutter like this one with no legs. Which leaves just one. Crematoria. That is what you had in mind, right, Toombs?