Pitch Black

Jack:
[sneaking up on Ogilvie] He'd probably get you right here...under the jaw, and you'd never even hear him coming. Because that's how good he is.

Paris P. Ogilvie:
Did you run away from your parents or did they run away from you?

Jack:
Where the hell can I get eyes like that?

Richard B. Riddick:
Gotta kill a few people.

Jack:
Okay. I can do it.

Richard B. Riddick:
Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they say you'll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor and you pay him 20 menthol Kools...to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs.

Jack:
So you can see who's sneaking up on you in the dark?

Richard B. Riddick:
Exactly.

William J. Johns:
[freeing Riddick] I want you to remember this moment. The way it could have gone and didn't. Here.

[Riddick suddenly grabs Johns' shotgun off him and aims it]

William J. Johns:
Take it easy...

Richard B. Riddick:
F*** you!

William J. Johns:
Do we have a deal?

Richard B. Riddick:
[after a pause, Riddick hands the shotgun back] "I want you to remember this moment."

[Ogilvie drops a bottle of wine. He runs to fetch it, but just as he reaches out, it is picked up by Riddick].

Paris P. Ogilvie:
[extending his hand] Paris P. Ogilvie. Antiquities dealer. Entrepreneur.

Richard B. Riddick:
[grinning, taking his hand] Richard B. Riddick. Escaped convict. Murderer.

Hassan:
Captain? Captain?!

Carolyn Fry:
I'm not your f***ing captain.

Richard B. Riddick:
Looks clear.

[A creature lunges out and almost decapitates Johns before taking flight into the dark]

William J. Johns:
I thought you said it was CLEAR!

Richard B. Riddick:
I said, it looks clear!

William J. Johns:
Well what does it look like now?

Richard B. Riddick:
… Looks clear.

Riddick:
[Riddick shuts off the ship's engines] We can't leave.

Jack:
[panicked as creatures approach the ship] Why not?!

Riddick:
Without saying "goodnight". [fires the ship's engines, incinerating the creatures behind it as it takes off]

Imam:
Just because you do not believe in God, Mr. Riddick, does not mean God does not believe in you–

Riddick:
You think someone could spend half their life in a slam with a horse bit in their mouth and not believe? You think he could start out in some … liquor store trash bin with an umbilical cord wrapped around his neck and not believe in God? You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God … and I absolutely hate the f***er.

[A creature is heard invading the shipwreck]

Riddick:
Come on, Johns. You've got the big gauge.

Johns:
I'd rather piss glass. Why don't you go in and check?

Johns:
Doctors decide who lives and dies on the battlefield. It's called Triage.

Riddick:
Kept calling it murder when I did it.

Jack:
We're gonna lose everybody out here. We should've stayed at the ship.

Riddick:
He died fast, and if we have any choice about it, that's the way we should all go out. Don't you cry for Johns. Don't you dare.

[Caroline came back to the ship where Riddick already was]

Riddick:
Strong survival instinct. I admire that in a woman.

Caroline:
I promised them that we would go back with more light.

Riddick:
Did you?

Caroline:
What? Are you afraid?

Riddick:
(laughs) Me afraid?

Caroline:
Come on, Riddick. There's gotta be some part of you that wants to rejoin the human race.

Riddick:
Truthfully, I wouldn't know how.

Caroline:
Well, then just give me more light for them, and I'll go back by myself.

Riddick:
Okay.

[Riddick gives her light]

Riddick:
There you go.

Caroline:
Please, just come with me.

Riddick:
I got a better idea. Come with me.

Caroline:
You're f***ing with me! I know you are!

Riddick:
You know I am? You don't know anything about me. I will leave you here. Step inside.

Caroline:
I can't.

Riddick:
Sure, you can.

Caroline:
I can't.

Riddick:
Here. I'll make it easy on you. [he lends her his hand] Take my hand. Come on. Come on … look. No one's gonna blame you. Save yourself, Caroline.

Caroline:
I …

Riddick:
Come on … come on … [she's getting to the ship] That's it. That's it. Good girl.

[She suddenly hears a creature, bringing back memories of the people she leaves, and changes her mind]

Caroline:
Now, you! You listen to me! I am the captain of this ship. And I am not leaving anyone on this rock with those f***ing things, even if it means –

[Riddick brings the knife to her throat]

Caroline:
Get that thing off my neck.

Riddick:
Shut up! You'd die for them?

Caroline:
I would try for them.

Riddick:
You didn't answer me.

Caroline:
Yes, I would Riddick. I would – I would die for them.

Riddick:
(pauses) .........Interesting.

[Caroline is taken by a creature when she was helping Riddick]

Riddick:
Not for me! [weakly] Not for me!

Imam:
Where's Johns?

Riddick:
Which half?

A:
"A little bit of both. Certain shots in the film, like if [my character] Riddick...turned a certain way, they would accent a moment in that sequence and punch up the effect a little bit--add a little light in the eyes. For the most part, it was just contacts. The contacts were prototypes, they had never been tested or worn before. So it felt like--imagine going to your father's 1960 Plymouth, taking the hubcaps off, painting them blue and sticking them in your eyes. They had to fly out an optometrist from three hours away on the first day because they couldn't get 'em out. And they were like, 'What the--?' And at the end of that, I had to go to the hospital. They were like, 'We should take you to the hospital.' I was like, 'Why? What are you--?' 'Because there's a little scratch, we have to make sure everything's okay, we have to go to the hospital.' It was a grueling experience having to wear those contacts. Because as an actor, you rely so heavily on your eyes. Your eyes are a great sort of resource for communication of thoughts and emotion, and you're stripped of that, you have to use other things you haven't used before. You develop mannerisms, and you really rely on creating that inner emotion and hoping that comes through. And the contacts did that, the goggles did that. I think a large decision was made in creating this character in terms of the process and that was to rely on not showing his emotion and hoping that somehow showed his emotions, that that would somehow give you an idea of what's going on."