A crew is shipwrecked on an alien planet infested with deadly nocturnal creatures. The planet's suns are going down and the crews only hope of survival is mysterious convict Richard B. Riddick and his unique eyes, capable of seeing in the dark.
They say most of your brain shuts down in cryosleep.
All but the primitive side...
...the animal side.
No wonder I'm still awake.
Transporting me with civilians.
Sounded like -plus.
Heard an Arab voice.
Some hoodoo holy man.
Probably on his way to New Mecca.
But what route? What route?
Smelled a woman.
Sweat, boots, tool belt, leather.
And they only take the back roads.
And here's my real problem:
Mr. Johns, blue-eyed devil.
Planning on taking me back to slam...
...only this time he picked a ghost lane.
A long time between stops.
A long time for something to go wrong.