Pitch Black

So who are you really?
You're not a cop, are you?
I never said I was.
No, you didn't.
You never said you were a hype, either.
You have a little caffeine in the morning
and I have a little morphine. So what?

Here you got two mornings every day.
Wow, were you born lucky.

-It's not a problem unless you're gonna--
-No, it becomes a problem...

...when you let Owens die like that!
You have enough drugs here
to knock out a mule team.

Owens was already dead.
His brain just hadn't caught on to the fact.

Is there anything else
I should know about you?

-Yeah, look to thine own ass first, right?
-Captain! Captain!

I'm not your fucking captain.
What do my eyes see?
If we need anything from the crash ship,
I suggest we kick on.

That sand cat's solar.