LEGO Star Wars: The Freemaker Adventures (2016) s02e05 Episode Script
The Storms of Taul
[ominous music.]
[over PA.]
The Rebel spy is on level eight.
Find him.
[alarm blaring.]
There he is! [blasters firing.]
[all grunting.]
[laughs.]
[music.]
It's no use, Derlin.
Tell us what you know, and you won't be harmed.
We all know that's not true.
Well, it was worth a try.
[door buzzes, blaster fires.]
[both struggling.]
[door creaking.]
[all exclaiming.]
The spy! [all shouting.]
[button beeps.]
Aww, we almost had him.
[laughs.]
The Empire's finest at work.
[music.]
[engine whooshing.]
Major Derlin to Admiral Ackbar.
I've got the intel on the Imperial Fleet movements, but I need an extraction.
Looks like I'm headed straight for the junk field of Taanab.
A junk field, you say? Hmm, I know just the team to get you out.
[dramatic fanfare.]
2x05 - "The Storms of Taul" [dramatic music.]
The "Arrowhead's" coming along, but we're still going to need a proton suspension housing to hold the Kyber crystal in place.
Where do we get one of those? The only ship that ever carried one big enough was the Corellian Defender.
The Defender was favored by scoundrels and pirates - during the Old Republic.
- Scoundrels and pirates? I know someone who knows scoundrels and pirates! Maz Kanata she's got a castle filled to the rafters with every lowlife in the galaxy.
- Rowan - And she's been around forever.
- And she remembers everything.
- Rowan.
She must have heard something about a Corellian Defender.
- We've got to go see her! - Rowan! [chain snaps.]
[clank.]
This always happens to me! [yelling.]
Roger! [distorted voice.]
Don't feel so good.
Gonna need a recharge.
Sorry, Roger.
That one's on me.
- Yes, it is.
- No problem.
I'll just clean up the giant careless mess.
That I didn't make.
[clank.]
By myself.
Think you can get us to the junk field by the time Derlin gets there? [scoffs.]
I can get us there, get us back, have a light snack and a nap, then get us there again all before Derlin arrives.
[chirps.]
[distorted voice.]
No my processors! Hey, guys! Where're we going? Junk field of Taanab.
- A Rebel spy needs a pickup.
- Sweet.
[engine rumbling.]
[music.]
Ackbar said we're the only ones who can do it.
- Yeah, it's kind of a big deal.
- Great! Nice, sounds awesome.
So can we make a stop on Takodana? [chuckles.]
I just need to talk to Maz Kanata real quick.
I don't know, Rowan, quick stops are never as quick as they should be, - and the Admiral is counting on us.
- More like he's counting on Zander Freemaker: superstar multitasking pilot guy! Well, Takodana is on the way.
I might have to lose the light snack, but I can fit in a quick stop before Derlin hits the junk field, no problem.
Kordi: I hate when you fall for that.
M-OC! Where is the Freemaker boy? Where's the Kyber Saber? Oh, hint: the answer I want to hear is "in my cold metal hands, Master.
" That would be an inaccurate statement.
However, I am monitoring multiple channels of communication while simultaneously preparing - in-depth profiles of each of - Oh, did you hear that, Vader? M-OC is monitoring.
And he's preparing profiles! [laughing.]
Wow! Oh, that's marvelous, M-OC.
[mockingly.]
Oh, oh, please keep up the really great work.
I will, Master.
Huh.
He, uh he has no sarcasm detector at all, does he? [engine rumbling.]
[holocomm chirps.]
- Derlin here.
- Hi, Major.
Name's Kordi Freemaker.
Me and my crew are on the way to pick you up.
We can't grab you in Imperial space that would draw too much attention but we'll intercept you as soon as you reach the junk field.
- You good till then? - Oh, yeah.
Say what you want about the Empire, but they do make comfy escape pods.
Oh, they've even got some opera to listen to.
[low discordant music.]
Really grows on ya I hope.
[exciting music.]
- Nice landing.
- Eh, they happen every now and again.
[light music.]
[indistinct chatter, noise.]
Freemakers! I told you not to come back until you were older.
I am older! In fact, look.
I think I'm getting a moustache.
[lenses whirring.]
You're not.
What do you kids want? We're looking for a part from a ship, - an old one, a Corellian Defender.
- Hmm.
A very rare ship.
I regret to say I cannot help you.
Aww, too bad.
All right, then.
Everyone back into the "StarScavenger.
" Wait! [glass shatters.]
I know where to find a Corellian Defender.
It's on Taul.
I will take you there, but uh, we need to go right now, away, - quickly, this instant.
- Hondo Ohnaka? Like we'd believe you.
You tried to trick us into stealing varactyl eggs from their families! Well, yes, yes, yes, but I did not succeed, so there was no harm done, right? These are all matters we can discuss en route to Taul.
Let's go! If you've actually seen a Corellian Defender, how many landing sleds does it have? It has four landing struts, not sleds.
It has also twin HSG-67 cannons, dewback hide upholstery, - and a retractable moon roof.
- Aha! There was no retractable moon roof on the Corellian Defender.
That was the Corellian Defender-S.
Even better.
Maybe he does know where to find that ship.
Maybe he's telling the truth.
Eh, it was bound to happen sooner or later.
But be wary, Freemakers, of truths coming from those you cannot trust.
I have no idea what she's talking about.
Maybe a little.
So what do you want out of this, Hondo? Merely transportation off this planet.
- Now let us depart to Taul before - Hondo! - Before that, right? - Yes.
You're not going to Taul.
You cheated me at sabacc! Awan Zek, how could you? I always play fair and square.
Okay, well, "always" is a strong word.
I am going to blast you from here to the Outer Rim! [blasters firing.]
[all yelling.]
[music.]
This is not how this quick stop was supposed to go! [blasters firing.]
When I make my move, run.
[exciting music.]
[all groaning.]
Oh, now, that was very impressive.
I had no idea you were strong with the oh, that was your move! Right.
[muffled groaning.]
Don't let that swindler get away! [blasters firing.]
[music.]
[engine whooshing.]
[groans.]
You let Hondo get away.
Didn't I specifically say to "not" let him get away? I was very clear about that.
Yeah, plus he got away with that kid the Empire's looking for.
[snoring.]
[holocomm chirping.]
[glass shatters.]
You've reached the Imperial tip line.
Do you have a Rebel agitator to report? I understand you Imperials are looking for a Rowan Freemaker.
He and his siblings are heading to Taul.
Target located.
[chuckles.]
Freemakers.
Who knew one of you was a Jedi? I'm not.
Well chuckles.]
at least not yet.
[laughing.]
Yes, well, you keep reaching for those stars.
In the meantime, since you helped Hondo, Hondo will happily help you.
We're setting course for Taul.
Help? We ought to help you out the airlock, Hondo.
We are not going anywhere this sleemo takes us.
But Hondo's the only way we'll find a Corellian Defender! And Taul's on the way to the junk field.
We could just stop there and make the rendezvous in plenty of time.
Especially since we've got Zander Freemaker: superstar multitasking pilot guy! Really? You already used that today.
- And yet it still works! - There's no way we're related.
Well done.
I'm very impressed with your underhanded scheming.
- I couldn't have done better myself.
- Thank you.
I think.
[music.]
[steam hissing.]
Why are we sizzling? Hmm? Oh, because the rain is pure acid.
What? Deflectors up! You could have told us that a little sooner.
- A lot sooner.
- It will clear up.
Don't worry.
[whirring.]
- Wait! - [lightning zapping.]
Ah! I forgot to mention.
When the rain stops, the lightning comes.
Is there anything else you forgot to mention? Mm, no, that's pretty much it.
[chuckles.]
Unless I forgot something.
How are we gonna get to the Defender - through a lightning storm? - Ah, it's not that hard.
All we got to do is stay away from metal.
[lightning zapping.]
[all screaming.]
[exhales.]
[steam hissing.]
[all screaming.]
[grunting.]
Okay, so we got all the basics: stay away from metal, and don't stand in acid rain.
Uh, you forgot "stay away from tall objects.
" [thunder booming.]
[all screaming.]
Yes.
Oh, and stay out of the wide open.
What? Why? [all screaming.]
[holocomm buzzing.]
It's melting my hair! Hey-ho! [loud munching.]
Just had to tell you that these emergency rations are delish! Oh, um, great.
Uh, we're kind of in the middle of something.
Just ran into some uh, space lighting and interstellar acid, but it's nothing the Freemakers can't handle, right, guys? My eyes! [screaming.]
Oh, take your time.
I'm I'm not at the junk field yet, plus the Empire makes the best freeze-dried cake ever.
[munching.]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Oh, okay, well, chew slowly, and we'll be right there.
Mmm, mmm, mmm.
[cracking.]
Ow! My tooth! [dramatic music.]
[yelling.]
[lightning, zapping.]
[screaming.]
[acid rain falling.]
[all screaming.]
[panting.]
There.
As promised, one Corellian Defender-S.
See? Hondo was telling the truth.
How the heck did you know that was here? Well, every now and then you need to make a ship disappear.
- Or two? - [chuckles.]
Yes, well, this seemed like a pretty good place.
I mean, only a fool would come here, am I right? Present company excepted, of course.
That ship is half-sunk in acid rain.
- This is not gonna be fun.
- Allow me.
[music.]
[ship creaking.]
It's too damaged.
It won't hold.
Better leave it where it is.
[sighs.]
All right, boys, plan B.
[music.]
Better move fast.
Rain clouds are coming.
[thunder booming.]
Zander, where's the proton suspension housing? - Check under the power core! - Okay.
[rattling.]
I see it! Now, Rowan, be careful when you take it out.
You don't want to loosen the entire [Rowan screaming.]
- Ah structural compensator.
- It's all right! The suspension housing's not damaged.
One more piece for the "Arrowhead.
" - Yes! - And we've got plenty of time left to rendezvous with Major Derlin.
See, Kordi, you were worried over Wait a minute.
Where's Hondo? Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! [dramatic music.]
[yells.]
Hondo! This stupid side trip has cost us our ship.
Admiral Ackbar is going to kill us! Okay, wait, maybe we can still make this work.
I'll take the "Mini-Scavenger," leave you two here, go pick up Major Derlin, get him to Home One, then come back [explosion.]
I suggest an alternative.
Rowan Freemaker, I will now take you to my Emperor.
The rest of you will perish here.
Somehow you make the worst thing ever sound even worse.
Now come with me, Rowan.
My emperor has waited long enough for Run! [exciting music.]
[lightsaber crackling.]
Very well, then.
["Cantina Band" playing.]
[sighs.]
Nothing like a full night's power charge.
Hey, you're not three plucky kids.
You're that pirate from Takodana! - What are you doing here? - What? Um [laughs.]
Well, obviously, your friends sent me on a blue milk run.
Oh, okay.
You lie! Kordi's allergic to blue milk! That's why she can't eat my blue milk pancakes.
She says.
Though she drinks blue milkshakes all the time.
Could she be lying to me? I have destroyed hundreds of battle droids just like you.
What makes you think I won't destroy you too? 'Cause none of those other droids were programmed to do this.
- Knee kick! - [yelling.]
Ow! You kicked me in the knee? You come here, you! [both grunting.]
[lightsabers crackling.]
You have no ship.
You have no escape.
Surrender is your only reasonable option.
[shouts.]
Stay away from our brother! [both grunting.]
[holocomm buzzing.]
Hey, just checking in.
I'm approaching the junk field.
You you guys close? Um, we've hit a few bumps in the road, but we're still hoping to be there soon.
Okay, great, 'cause it looks like the, uh, LSS the life support system is on the blink.
Getting a little chilly.
Plus the air's, uh, starting to taste stale.
[smacking lips.]
Or is that cinnamon? [groaning.]
Hey, uh, what's all that racket there, Kordi? Oh, you know, just a little problem with our forward propulsion.
Nothing big! We'll be right there.
[both grunting.]
[beeping, lock clicks.]
That's using my head.
Not funny! So what'd I miss? Planet Taul, eh? [dramatic music.]
[thunder booming.]
Take cover! Hiyah! [rain falling, thunder rumbling.]
Run! [dramatic music.]
[panting.]
That way! [lightsabers crackling.]
[both grunting.]
Rowan! Ha! Let's see you cross that river of acid! Oh, right.
You can fly.
[lightsabers crackling.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
This is unfortunate.
Whoa.
Nice move, little brother.
Okay, now let's see you [electricity sizzling.]
Aw, come on! This mode of movement is not ideal, but it will suffice.
What what do we do? We can't keep running for the rest of our lives.
Maybe we can.
Once the lightning starts again, our lives are going to be pretty short.
[thunder booming.]
Hold on.
I've got an idea! [grunts.]
- You missed.
- No, I didn't.
[lightning zapping.]
Alert! Alert! Circuit overload.
[distorted voice.]
Energy cells depleted.
All: Yes! [holocomm buzzing.]
Major? How are you holding up? [shivering.]
Well, I've made it to the junk field, and I'm freezing my shorts off.
And I think a couple of TIE fighters have started to use me for target practice.
So uh, if you could g-g-g-get here as fast fast as you can Oh, it's so cold.
Um, well, you see, the thing about that is, uh - I'm really sorry, Major, but - No, Kordi.
I'm the one who's sorry.
This is on me.
Major Derlin, my siblings just wanted to do their jobs, but I got them sidetracked, and now we've lost our ship, and none of that matters, because we're the Freemakers, and we always deliver! [music.]
We'll be right there.
[shivering.]
Really regretting leaving my snow gear behind on that Star Destroyer.
What a dummy I am! [explosions.]
Or m-maybe not! [music.]
[holocomm chirps.]
Great news, Admiral.
Everything went swimmingly with Major Derlin.
Forget the Empire's freeze-dried junk these blue milk pancakes are terrific! Finally, someone who appreciates my fine cuisine.
Great job, Freemakers! - Thank you.
- We'll be back at Home One in a jiff.
Just got to make one last quick stop.
Special delivery for Awan Zek.
[humming.]
Well, what is this? Awan Zek! [forced chuckle.]
How how about a nice game of sabacc? I already cut the cards?
[over PA.]
The Rebel spy is on level eight.
Find him.
[alarm blaring.]
There he is! [blasters firing.]
[all grunting.]
[laughs.]
[music.]
It's no use, Derlin.
Tell us what you know, and you won't be harmed.
We all know that's not true.
Well, it was worth a try.
[door buzzes, blaster fires.]
[both struggling.]
[door creaking.]
[all exclaiming.]
The spy! [all shouting.]
[button beeps.]
Aww, we almost had him.
[laughs.]
The Empire's finest at work.
[music.]
[engine whooshing.]
Major Derlin to Admiral Ackbar.
I've got the intel on the Imperial Fleet movements, but I need an extraction.
Looks like I'm headed straight for the junk field of Taanab.
A junk field, you say? Hmm, I know just the team to get you out.
[dramatic fanfare.]
2x05 - "The Storms of Taul" [dramatic music.]
The "Arrowhead's" coming along, but we're still going to need a proton suspension housing to hold the Kyber crystal in place.
Where do we get one of those? The only ship that ever carried one big enough was the Corellian Defender.
The Defender was favored by scoundrels and pirates - during the Old Republic.
- Scoundrels and pirates? I know someone who knows scoundrels and pirates! Maz Kanata she's got a castle filled to the rafters with every lowlife in the galaxy.
- Rowan - And she's been around forever.
- And she remembers everything.
- Rowan.
She must have heard something about a Corellian Defender.
- We've got to go see her! - Rowan! [chain snaps.]
[clank.]
This always happens to me! [yelling.]
Roger! [distorted voice.]
Don't feel so good.
Gonna need a recharge.
Sorry, Roger.
That one's on me.
- Yes, it is.
- No problem.
I'll just clean up the giant careless mess.
That I didn't make.
[clank.]
By myself.
Think you can get us to the junk field by the time Derlin gets there? [scoffs.]
I can get us there, get us back, have a light snack and a nap, then get us there again all before Derlin arrives.
[chirps.]
[distorted voice.]
No my processors! Hey, guys! Where're we going? Junk field of Taanab.
- A Rebel spy needs a pickup.
- Sweet.
[engine rumbling.]
[music.]
Ackbar said we're the only ones who can do it.
- Yeah, it's kind of a big deal.
- Great! Nice, sounds awesome.
So can we make a stop on Takodana? [chuckles.]
I just need to talk to Maz Kanata real quick.
I don't know, Rowan, quick stops are never as quick as they should be, - and the Admiral is counting on us.
- More like he's counting on Zander Freemaker: superstar multitasking pilot guy! Well, Takodana is on the way.
I might have to lose the light snack, but I can fit in a quick stop before Derlin hits the junk field, no problem.
Kordi: I hate when you fall for that.
M-OC! Where is the Freemaker boy? Where's the Kyber Saber? Oh, hint: the answer I want to hear is "in my cold metal hands, Master.
" That would be an inaccurate statement.
However, I am monitoring multiple channels of communication while simultaneously preparing - in-depth profiles of each of - Oh, did you hear that, Vader? M-OC is monitoring.
And he's preparing profiles! [laughing.]
Wow! Oh, that's marvelous, M-OC.
[mockingly.]
Oh, oh, please keep up the really great work.
I will, Master.
Huh.
He, uh he has no sarcasm detector at all, does he? [engine rumbling.]
[holocomm chirps.]
- Derlin here.
- Hi, Major.
Name's Kordi Freemaker.
Me and my crew are on the way to pick you up.
We can't grab you in Imperial space that would draw too much attention but we'll intercept you as soon as you reach the junk field.
- You good till then? - Oh, yeah.
Say what you want about the Empire, but they do make comfy escape pods.
Oh, they've even got some opera to listen to.
[low discordant music.]
Really grows on ya I hope.
[exciting music.]
- Nice landing.
- Eh, they happen every now and again.
[light music.]
[indistinct chatter, noise.]
Freemakers! I told you not to come back until you were older.
I am older! In fact, look.
I think I'm getting a moustache.
[lenses whirring.]
You're not.
What do you kids want? We're looking for a part from a ship, - an old one, a Corellian Defender.
- Hmm.
A very rare ship.
I regret to say I cannot help you.
Aww, too bad.
All right, then.
Everyone back into the "StarScavenger.
" Wait! [glass shatters.]
I know where to find a Corellian Defender.
It's on Taul.
I will take you there, but uh, we need to go right now, away, - quickly, this instant.
- Hondo Ohnaka? Like we'd believe you.
You tried to trick us into stealing varactyl eggs from their families! Well, yes, yes, yes, but I did not succeed, so there was no harm done, right? These are all matters we can discuss en route to Taul.
Let's go! If you've actually seen a Corellian Defender, how many landing sleds does it have? It has four landing struts, not sleds.
It has also twin HSG-67 cannons, dewback hide upholstery, - and a retractable moon roof.
- Aha! There was no retractable moon roof on the Corellian Defender.
That was the Corellian Defender-S.
Even better.
Maybe he does know where to find that ship.
Maybe he's telling the truth.
Eh, it was bound to happen sooner or later.
But be wary, Freemakers, of truths coming from those you cannot trust.
I have no idea what she's talking about.
Maybe a little.
So what do you want out of this, Hondo? Merely transportation off this planet.
- Now let us depart to Taul before - Hondo! - Before that, right? - Yes.
You're not going to Taul.
You cheated me at sabacc! Awan Zek, how could you? I always play fair and square.
Okay, well, "always" is a strong word.
I am going to blast you from here to the Outer Rim! [blasters firing.]
[all yelling.]
[music.]
This is not how this quick stop was supposed to go! [blasters firing.]
When I make my move, run.
[exciting music.]
[all groaning.]
Oh, now, that was very impressive.
I had no idea you were strong with the oh, that was your move! Right.
[muffled groaning.]
Don't let that swindler get away! [blasters firing.]
[music.]
[engine whooshing.]
[groans.]
You let Hondo get away.
Didn't I specifically say to "not" let him get away? I was very clear about that.
Yeah, plus he got away with that kid the Empire's looking for.
[snoring.]
[holocomm chirping.]
[glass shatters.]
You've reached the Imperial tip line.
Do you have a Rebel agitator to report? I understand you Imperials are looking for a Rowan Freemaker.
He and his siblings are heading to Taul.
Target located.
[chuckles.]
Freemakers.
Who knew one of you was a Jedi? I'm not.
Well chuckles.]
at least not yet.
[laughing.]
Yes, well, you keep reaching for those stars.
In the meantime, since you helped Hondo, Hondo will happily help you.
We're setting course for Taul.
Help? We ought to help you out the airlock, Hondo.
We are not going anywhere this sleemo takes us.
But Hondo's the only way we'll find a Corellian Defender! And Taul's on the way to the junk field.
We could just stop there and make the rendezvous in plenty of time.
Especially since we've got Zander Freemaker: superstar multitasking pilot guy! Really? You already used that today.
- And yet it still works! - There's no way we're related.
Well done.
I'm very impressed with your underhanded scheming.
- I couldn't have done better myself.
- Thank you.
I think.
[music.]
[steam hissing.]
Why are we sizzling? Hmm? Oh, because the rain is pure acid.
What? Deflectors up! You could have told us that a little sooner.
- A lot sooner.
- It will clear up.
Don't worry.
[whirring.]
- Wait! - [lightning zapping.]
Ah! I forgot to mention.
When the rain stops, the lightning comes.
Is there anything else you forgot to mention? Mm, no, that's pretty much it.
[chuckles.]
Unless I forgot something.
How are we gonna get to the Defender - through a lightning storm? - Ah, it's not that hard.
All we got to do is stay away from metal.
[lightning zapping.]
[all screaming.]
[exhales.]
[steam hissing.]
[all screaming.]
[grunting.]
Okay, so we got all the basics: stay away from metal, and don't stand in acid rain.
Uh, you forgot "stay away from tall objects.
" [thunder booming.]
[all screaming.]
Yes.
Oh, and stay out of the wide open.
What? Why? [all screaming.]
[holocomm buzzing.]
It's melting my hair! Hey-ho! [loud munching.]
Just had to tell you that these emergency rations are delish! Oh, um, great.
Uh, we're kind of in the middle of something.
Just ran into some uh, space lighting and interstellar acid, but it's nothing the Freemakers can't handle, right, guys? My eyes! [screaming.]
Oh, take your time.
I'm I'm not at the junk field yet, plus the Empire makes the best freeze-dried cake ever.
[munching.]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Oh, okay, well, chew slowly, and we'll be right there.
Mmm, mmm, mmm.
[cracking.]
Ow! My tooth! [dramatic music.]
[yelling.]
[lightning, zapping.]
[screaming.]
[acid rain falling.]
[all screaming.]
[panting.]
There.
As promised, one Corellian Defender-S.
See? Hondo was telling the truth.
How the heck did you know that was here? Well, every now and then you need to make a ship disappear.
- Or two? - [chuckles.]
Yes, well, this seemed like a pretty good place.
I mean, only a fool would come here, am I right? Present company excepted, of course.
That ship is half-sunk in acid rain.
- This is not gonna be fun.
- Allow me.
[music.]
[ship creaking.]
It's too damaged.
It won't hold.
Better leave it where it is.
[sighs.]
All right, boys, plan B.
[music.]
Better move fast.
Rain clouds are coming.
[thunder booming.]
Zander, where's the proton suspension housing? - Check under the power core! - Okay.
[rattling.]
I see it! Now, Rowan, be careful when you take it out.
You don't want to loosen the entire [Rowan screaming.]
- Ah structural compensator.
- It's all right! The suspension housing's not damaged.
One more piece for the "Arrowhead.
" - Yes! - And we've got plenty of time left to rendezvous with Major Derlin.
See, Kordi, you were worried over Wait a minute.
Where's Hondo? Oh, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! [dramatic music.]
[yells.]
Hondo! This stupid side trip has cost us our ship.
Admiral Ackbar is going to kill us! Okay, wait, maybe we can still make this work.
I'll take the "Mini-Scavenger," leave you two here, go pick up Major Derlin, get him to Home One, then come back [explosion.]
I suggest an alternative.
Rowan Freemaker, I will now take you to my Emperor.
The rest of you will perish here.
Somehow you make the worst thing ever sound even worse.
Now come with me, Rowan.
My emperor has waited long enough for Run! [exciting music.]
[lightsaber crackling.]
Very well, then.
["Cantina Band" playing.]
[sighs.]
Nothing like a full night's power charge.
Hey, you're not three plucky kids.
You're that pirate from Takodana! - What are you doing here? - What? Um [laughs.]
Well, obviously, your friends sent me on a blue milk run.
Oh, okay.
You lie! Kordi's allergic to blue milk! That's why she can't eat my blue milk pancakes.
She says.
Though she drinks blue milkshakes all the time.
Could she be lying to me? I have destroyed hundreds of battle droids just like you.
What makes you think I won't destroy you too? 'Cause none of those other droids were programmed to do this.
- Knee kick! - [yelling.]
Ow! You kicked me in the knee? You come here, you! [both grunting.]
[lightsabers crackling.]
You have no ship.
You have no escape.
Surrender is your only reasonable option.
[shouts.]
Stay away from our brother! [both grunting.]
[holocomm buzzing.]
Hey, just checking in.
I'm approaching the junk field.
You you guys close? Um, we've hit a few bumps in the road, but we're still hoping to be there soon.
Okay, great, 'cause it looks like the, uh, LSS the life support system is on the blink.
Getting a little chilly.
Plus the air's, uh, starting to taste stale.
[smacking lips.]
Or is that cinnamon? [groaning.]
Hey, uh, what's all that racket there, Kordi? Oh, you know, just a little problem with our forward propulsion.
Nothing big! We'll be right there.
[both grunting.]
[beeping, lock clicks.]
That's using my head.
Not funny! So what'd I miss? Planet Taul, eh? [dramatic music.]
[thunder booming.]
Take cover! Hiyah! [rain falling, thunder rumbling.]
Run! [dramatic music.]
[panting.]
That way! [lightsabers crackling.]
[both grunting.]
Rowan! Ha! Let's see you cross that river of acid! Oh, right.
You can fly.
[lightsabers crackling.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
This is unfortunate.
Whoa.
Nice move, little brother.
Okay, now let's see you [electricity sizzling.]
Aw, come on! This mode of movement is not ideal, but it will suffice.
What what do we do? We can't keep running for the rest of our lives.
Maybe we can.
Once the lightning starts again, our lives are going to be pretty short.
[thunder booming.]
Hold on.
I've got an idea! [grunts.]
- You missed.
- No, I didn't.
[lightning zapping.]
Alert! Alert! Circuit overload.
[distorted voice.]
Energy cells depleted.
All: Yes! [holocomm buzzing.]
Major? How are you holding up? [shivering.]
Well, I've made it to the junk field, and I'm freezing my shorts off.
And I think a couple of TIE fighters have started to use me for target practice.
So uh, if you could g-g-g-get here as fast fast as you can Oh, it's so cold.
Um, well, you see, the thing about that is, uh - I'm really sorry, Major, but - No, Kordi.
I'm the one who's sorry.
This is on me.
Major Derlin, my siblings just wanted to do their jobs, but I got them sidetracked, and now we've lost our ship, and none of that matters, because we're the Freemakers, and we always deliver! [music.]
We'll be right there.
[shivering.]
Really regretting leaving my snow gear behind on that Star Destroyer.
What a dummy I am! [explosions.]
Or m-maybe not! [music.]
[holocomm chirps.]
Great news, Admiral.
Everything went swimmingly with Major Derlin.
Forget the Empire's freeze-dried junk these blue milk pancakes are terrific! Finally, someone who appreciates my fine cuisine.
Great job, Freemakers! - Thank you.
- We'll be back at Home One in a jiff.
Just got to make one last quick stop.
Special delivery for Awan Zek.
[humming.]
Well, what is this? Awan Zek! [forced chuckle.]
How how about a nice game of sabacc? I already cut the cards?