Hull breach contained Engines operating at 170% capacity We'll need to rouse a substantial pursuit force -Who? All of them! Even the 'Golls! Any man or thing that can hold a weapon! Every last one! Now!
Priceless
Any man or thing that can hold a weapon! Every last one! Now!
Each one sustained in a form of cryo so profound That seconds seem weeks And to blink an eye is a day's work
Transformed into objects 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 Something more than they ever were before Art!
We'll need to rouse a substantial pursuit force -Who? All of them! Even the 'Golls! Any man or thing that can hold a weapon! Every last one! Now!
I understood their actions, stripped free of moral convention Don't you see? They're something greater now, Riddick Something more than they ever were before Art!
Critical systems failure in five seconds. Four seconds Three seconds Two seconds One second Art!