Universal Pictures original film The Chronicles of Riddick was released June 11th, 2004.
#Riddick made $115.9M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 29%
metacritic: 38
imdb: 6.6
Riddick
Riddick is an outlaw from the planet Furia.
“You made three mistakes. First, you took the job. Second, you came light. A four-man crew for me? Fucking insulting. But the worst mistake you made… that’s right. Empty gun rack. What’s the bounty on my head? What slam pays 1.5 for a convict? What planet? Whoa. Where you going? Last question. And you better get this one right, merc. Whose ship is this? Wrong answer.” — Riddick
“Knew they’d come for me. Took them five years, but I knew. You don’t expect these mercs to have any honor, any code. But this new bounty from a holy man, a guy whose neck I saved. Well, lesson learned. No such word as ‘friend.’ Can only end bad when you let someone get too close. Bad for them. So now it’s back to civilization, all the brightness, and everything I hate. Just wanted to be left alone. Follow this!” — Riddick
“Did you know all your doors were locked? Five years ago, I took two people off that planet. A kid, Jack, who everyone else thought was a boy and a holy man searching for New Mecca. I told one man where I might go. I showed trust to one man. Did I make a mistake, Imam? And a daughter… …whose name would be… Ziza. Cute kid. So now who do I have to kill you get this payday off my head?” — Riddick
“You said it’s all circling the drain. The whole universe. Right? Had to end sometime. And whose throat is this? The blade comes off when the bounty comes off. Necromonger. Maybe you should pretend like you’re talking to someone educated in the penal system. In fact, don’t pretend. Sister, they don’t know what to do with just one of me. I don’t care where I’m from. I want the bounty off my head. Not my fight.” — Riddick
“You’re not afraid of the dark, are you? The light hurts my eyes. You mentioned her. Crematoria. You were supposed to watch her. She needed to stay away from me. You all do. When it’s over. When it’s over. Let’s get your family.” — Riddick
“I bow to no man. Look, I’m not with everyone here. But I will take a piece of him. If you say so. I think it’s a half-gram heavy on the back end. It’s been a long time since I smelled beautiful. I might have gone a different way.” — Riddick
“Let me guess. A five-man crew this time. Yeah. What took you so long? Butcher Bay? Ten minutes every other day on the dog-run. Protein waffles aren’t bad. They keep a call open for me, just in case I drop in. 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 undercutter like this one with no legs. Leaving just one. Crematoria. This is what you had in mind, right, Toombs? Don’t know about this new crew of yours. They seem a bit skiddish. Probably shouldn’t tell them what happened to the last crew.” — Riddick
“Mercenaries. Elementals, Necromongers. Shit, I’ve never been so popular. Should probably slip these chains and open up a few arteries. But why drive when you can get driven? Free ticket to Crematoria. Thanks, Toombs. Got me some business there named Jack. And once we settle up, I’ll walk away for ever. So I’ll just wait, all back-of-the-bus. For now.” — Riddick
The Lord Marshal
“Let’s go replenish the ranks.”
“Look around you. Every Necromonger in his hall, every one of the Legion Vast that just swept aside your defenses in one night was once like you. Fought as feebly as you. Because every Necromonger that lives today is a convert.”
“Then I’ll take your soul. Join him or join me. Stop him! Irgun. One of my best. What do you think of this blade?”
“In our faith, you keep what you kill. Take him back to my ship for mind regression. Regress. Where does he come from? Who are his people? These are the things I need to know. Kill Riddick. Find him. Whatever it takes. Find him.”
“While I do prize brute force this approach is, perhaps, more artful. Start at the end. Go straight to Helion Five, the last planet in the system. We approach from the night side. Remove these cannon first, then attack the larger placement at speed. We’ll catch them on their rear flank. And in 10 days’ time the rest of those worlds will tumble before us. You see, as with most, their blind spot is right behind them.”
“Then you should be off-world, Vaako. Wherever Riddick has gone, you lens him out and cleanse him. You. Don’t question it, Vaako! Take it on faith. How unexpected… and why, after 30 years, should it be you? But where has he gone? Where is the Furyan hiding now?”
Dame Vaako
“Never fails to inspire loyalty, does it? Each time a dynasty falls. My place is at your side, dear husband. From here to underverse come.”
“Perhaps the breeder would do it if somebody just asked him. It is a rare offer. A visit inside Necropolis. Let me show you the way. Beautiful eyes. Come. The last six Lord Marshals have called this home. Magnificent, isn’t it? There now. That is just perfect. The more you resist them the greater the damage will be.”
“Interesting breeder. He’s always been unsettled around you. The Lord Marshal. Unsteady. Perhaps because he knows he’s half the warrior you are. Some say he’s too artistic for the job. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone promoted him soon to full dead. Should I say it softly? Why is it that when anyone breathes about the demise of him on the throne everyone assumes a conspiracy? Why isn’t that just prudent planning? Who? Toal? Scales? The Purifier? None of them with the strength, the dignity of Lord Vaako. You can keep what you kill. That is the Necromonger way.”
“An Elemental. Here? He doesn’t regard her as a captive, though. Elementals. They talk of neutrality, but they’re all witches and spies. Why else would they come and go like the wind? You be the good warrior. Go after this Riddick. I’ll find out why the Lord Marshal is so threatened by him.”
Lord Vaako
“Remember your place, Dame Vaako.”
“This is your one chance. Take the Lord Marshal’s offer and bow. He’s not a man. He’s the holy Half-Dead who has seen the UnderVerse and returned with powers you can’t imagine. A piece you will have.”
“I’ve located an ion trail which leads off-world. I’ve deployed a tracker team. One of the best. You want me to take a frigate for one breeder?”
“Take care what you say. So it sounds more like conspiracy? When he is ready, he will name a successor.”
“One of the captives.”
The Purifier
“In this ‘verse humans have been fractured. Divided by all their many races, creeds, and mistaken faiths. Our purpose is to correct that mistake. Because there is another verse. Another universe that He has found, where anyone can begin anew. Where you can live free of pain. A perfect place, called UnderVerse. We all began as something else! It was hard for me to accept, too, when I first heard these words. But I changed. I let them take away my pain. And I changed. Just as you will change when you realize that the UnderVerse will be reached only by those who have embraced the Necromonger faith. For those of you who will right now drop to your knees and ask to be purified.”
“True of us all. Converts receiving the mark of the Necromonger. They learn how one pain can lessen another.”
Aereon
“They are an army unlike any other. Crusading across the stars toward a place called UnderVerse, their promised land. A constellation of dark new worlds. Necromongers they’re called. And if they cannot convert you, they’ll kill you. Leading them, the Lord Marshal. He alone has made a pilgrimage to the gates of the UnderVerse and returned a different being. Stronger. Stranger. Half alive and half something else. If we are to survive, a new balance must be found. In normal times, evil would be fought by good. But in times like these, well, it should be fought by another kind of evil.”
“If you cut my throat, I’ll not be able to rescind the offer that brought you here. Nor tell you why it’s so vital that you did come. There are very few of us who have met a Necromonger and lived to speak of it. So when I choose to speak of it, you should choose to listen. It is the name that will convert or kill every last human life. Unless Furyan warriors are found. They were the one race that would not bow, the only race the Necromongers still fear.”
“Others like yourself. Spoken like a true Furyan. Furyans. Defiant to the end.”
Toombs + his crew
“Lining him up for you. Portside shot coming up. Steady. Here we go. Steady. Take it! Take a shot! Shit. Toombs, we’re running out of rope! Shut up! I got it! Again! Now! Toombs! Riddick. I don’t know Toombs. Looks kind of tight. Not where I’m sitting. This is the biggest payday ever. So throw on a fresh pair of panties. Let’s get this right. Three meters clearance portside. One and a half meters starboard. We got a chokepoint coming up. What the shit was that? Tags, you got eyes on Riddick? Tags? Jesus. He just ghosted two guys and I never even saw him. What do you think? Maybe we ought to just… I think you’re my new gunner. Grab a Gat. Stay on top of him this time. 1 mil. 1.5. Private party. Guy! Easy! Anonymous. That’s what the sheet said. Helion Prime. Mine?”
“Helion Prime is on alert condition four. All unrecognized craft will be escorted to the ground for security inspections.”
“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, should’ve wasted me when you had the chance. Any questions?”
“Decoy launched. In and out, unsuspected and undetected. Damn, I love a good smash and grab. His bounty’s as good as ours. Preparing to engage ion drive. So where do we drop you merc-killing ass? Who’s gonna pay the most for you now? Butcher Bay? How about Ursa Luna? Nice little double-max prison. You know the problem with these joints now? Health clubs for waffle-eating pussies. Maybe we should think about upping our game here a little bit. Think about someplace truly diabolical. What the hell is he thinking now? How does he know where we’re going and we don’t? Dope it out. I hate this run. Just do it!”
“You know, you were supposed to be some slick-shit killer. Now look at you. All back-of-the-bus and shit.”
Imam
“There is no simple answer. Whatever was said was meant to give us a chance. A fighting chance. Were it not for the threat of invasion I never would have betrayed you. I give you my word, Riddick. If you have issue with me, you let it be with me. You need not know their names. Such are our bedtime stories.”
“It is said the comet always precedes them. These world-enders. The Coalsack planets are gone. Eight million settlers missing. The entire Aquilan System is gone, too. My God, how do I save my family? Have you heard anything I’ve said? That’s right.”
“The one you want is now here. This is Aereon. An envoy from the Elemental race. She means you no harm. There is a story, Riddick, of young male Furyans strangled at birth. Strangled with their own cords. When Aereon told this story to the Helion leaders, I told her of you. Do you remember your homeworld? Where it was? A spy. Lajjun, stop! I will send them away. But wait one minute, please. Will you wait one minute to save worlds? So you will leave us to our fate? Just like you did her. Come, let us try to send them away.”
“She went looking for you. People died. She went to prison. I’m not sure where. It was a world so hot, you couldn’t set foot on the surface. Young Jack. She thought of you as her older brother. She worshipped you. She never forgave you for leaving just when she needed you most.”
“No, no. We go to the shelter. We take only ourselves. Stay close. The next shelter. This way! I’ll see if it’s safe. Stay back. Come! Lajjun and Ziza! Let me go. I must get my family. In here. Get in. Don’t follow me. There will be an afterlife for me. Will there be for you?”
The Necromongers
“A new one. You’ve brought us a new one. Making entry. This won’t take long. We’ve entered his neocortex. The Riddick! Scanning fresh memories. Thoughts of someone called Jack. Now we find thoughts of an Elemental. Furyans. We find energy. We find Furyan energy. He’s Furyan! Furyan! A Furyan survivor! Kill the Furyan! Kill the Riddick!”
“I say we attack Helion Two next. Take it straight into their teeth. It’ll cost you 20,000 heads, 5 Warrior Ships, nothing more, I swear it.”
Helion Prime
“Unrecognized craft, you need to follow me to Spaceport 6 for security inspections. Do you hear me? Follow me to Spaceport 6 now!”
“Riddick! No. Ziza. My name is Ziza. Did you really kill monsters? The ones that were gonna hurt my father? Go, Ziza. Go on. What do you know of your early years? Have you met any others?”
“Open up in there! Open up! Stand back! They are searching houses. They look for a man who came here today. They think he might be a spy. Did someone see him come here today? Did they? Break it down! Get in! Just let me have her! Come on. Leave us alone. There is no one here. You don’t understand. He can help us! Get him! Where is he? In here.”
“Riddick! Are you gonna stop the new monsters now?”
“Turn back! Go to the other shelter. There is no room. They won’t let us in! Get back. Flight leaders, get all squads off the ground now. We have heavy inbound. Follow me in! They’re coming back! Come, Ziza. Imam.”
“There’ll be no conversions! You betrayed your faith! 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.”
