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[suspenseful orchestral music]

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- Yeager, the next pirate attack

could come at any moment.

I need those cannons operational

within 3 hours. Or else.

- Why worry about a few turbolasers

when you have your Ace Squadron protecting us?

- I'm sending all of the Aces out to escort

an important supply shipment.

And with the increasing threat of pirate raids...

- Understood, Doza.

We'll have those cannons

working in no time.

I have my top engineer on it.

[objects clattering]

- This is bad!

Extraordinarily bad! [computer sparking]

We are going to need a CoMar Tri-Tracker chip,

an extremely rare component!

- Where are we gonna find a military grade chip

on such short notice?

- Odds of finding one here--

slim to absolutely impossible!

- All right, Doza needs this finished fast.

Tam and Kaz, you're on it.

Find that part and don't tell

anyone what it's for.

This project is top secret.

- That means you too, Neeku.

- Especially you, Neeku.

Not a word to anyone.

That's why you're gonna stay here and keep working, quietly.

- But what about my meal brea-- - Shh!

- [muffled] My lips are sealed!

- Oh yeah, sure. You know, I got five of those chips.

Yeah, yeah, and six of these hyperdrive cores.

And a crateful full of kyber crystals.

- Wow! You do?

[Gorg whimpers]

[splat]

- Of course not, you idiot.

- [laughing] You think we have five of those chips?

We barely have five credits for lunch.

[laughing]

- Where do you get all this junk anyway?

- The scavengers. They're always hauling

in derelicts and scrap

from the bottom of the ocean.

- Yeah, y'know, they might have the part,

but, y'know, good luck getting it from 'em

at a decent price.

- Kyber crystals! [guffaws]

- You know something,

we may be in luck.

[forklift beeping] [droid chittering]

- Hey, you really think we're gonna find

what we need down here?

- I'm not sure.

But I have a friend who works as a scavenger.

Maybe they can help us find the part we need.

- That's mine!

- Eh, fight me for it.

- [grunting]

Mm.

- Let me guess. That's your friend.

- Yeah. Uh [chuckles] that's her.

[spirited orchestral music]

- Her name is Synara.

She's the survivor

we registered a while back.

- Hm, looks like she's fitting in

rather nicely.

Now remember, we're looking for a CoMar Tri-Tracker chip.

- Just let me do the talking.

She's obviously kind of dangerous.

I'll handle the danger.

- Be my guest.

- Synara!

[droid murmurs]

- Oh, uh, Kaz, right?

- Yeah. Hey, you remember.

That's great.

- What do you need?

- Yeah, uh, me and Tam here,

we're looking for a, uh, a Tri...

A, uh,

A Tri...guide--

- We're looking for a CoMar Tri-Tracker chip,

but it needs all three ports intact.

And connector couplets, if you have spares.

- Yes! That! - Hm.

Seems you really know your stuff.

- Yeah, gotta keep that, uh,

coupling safe, right?

This!

- Ah.

These are pretty rare.

Military hardware like this is usually dismantled

before we even get them on the deck.

- Someone down here may have salvaged

some old military wreckage,

a VF-72 gunner ship or an old Y-Wing.

Do you mind checking for us?

- Hm. I'll see what I can find.

Wait here.

- Thanks!

We'll take the housing if you've got it.

But nothing more.

- Got it!

- Hey, I thought I was handling this.

- I see what you're handling,

and you're not doing a very good job at that either.

- You are in luck.

This is the only one we have left.

Must have been pulled from a sunken battle cruiser

before the sea water corroded everything.

Will it work? - Yeah, perfect.

- What do you need a tracking chip for?

- Our boss. He's crazy for this old stuff.

[chuckles] Loves this stuff.

He's a big collector of-- - Stuff?

- Thanks. You can charge the credits to Yeager's Repairs.

- Consider it done. - Thanks, Synara.

If you need anything-- - Goodbye, Kaz.

- I can't believe how fast she found that chip!

She really knows her tech.

- Yeah, who knew?

I really don't know that much about her.

She's a bit of a mystery.

- [beeping sarcastically]

- You don't trust her?

Well...I'm not sure I trust her either,

but she did help us out.

[rousing orchestral music]

- You get that part? - Yeah, boss.

Lucky, right?

- Good job. Now get to it.

Neeku, take a break,

but not a word to anyone.

- [muffled] Yes, Yeager, sir.

- I'll be back. No one comes in.

No friends, no customers. Understood?

- [muffled] Understood. [mumbles]

[suspenseful music]

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- Hm.

So,

what is wrong with the tracking system?

Ah.

- Synara.

How goes the mission?

Enjoying your new home?

[chuckles] - Don't mock me, Drell.

I need to speak with Kragen, immediately.

- I need those cannons online within the hour.

- Look, now, that's impossible.

I have all the necessary parts,

but getting it installed is a whole other thing.

- I can't afford to have the Colossus defenseless.

Pirate strategies have been changing.

- What do you mean?

- They're better prepared. They have better equipment.

They seem to have more resources.

I don't know how.

But the truth is, even when our defenses

are fully operational, we're barely hanging on.

- All right, Doza, we'll find a way

to have all those turrets up by hour's end.

That's a promise.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

- Synara.

What have you got for me?

- I'm not positive,

but I believe the tracking system

on the anti-aircraft cannons are down.

- Which would mean if the Aces leave,

the platform would be defenseless.

- My thoughts exactly.

- Get me the confirmation.

And I'll make the necessary preparations.

[drill whirring]

- [gasps] [muffled speech]

- Neeku, you're more annoying

making those sounds than actually talking!

- [muffled speech]

Mmmph. Mmmph!

- This is just ridiculous.

Talk already.

- [muffled word] Oh, thanks.

We have a visitor.

- Synara! Hey!

Nice to see you. Um...

- Hey, uh, how are you?

We're, uh, just, um, [squeaky chuckle]

you know, relaxing. - Mm-hmm.

- I wanted to bring these connector couplets to you.

We had a surplus, and I thought you might be interested.

Free of charge, of course.

That...that looks like an old targeting computer.

Is that what you needed the tracking chip for?

- [laughs forcibly] What?

No way! It's a--it's a food...

steaming machine.

For food!

That's steamed!

Well, hey, thanks for the parts.

See ya later.

Good-bye.

Uh.

Good-bye.

[groans]

- So [uneasy chuckle] Synara,

It's time for my meal break, uh.

How about some food?

My treat, in exchange for the parts?

- Sure. That sounds like a fair trade.

- Great.

It's the least I can do.

Kaz, I'll see you and Neeku later.

Keep working on Yeager's, uh, food steamer.

- Uh, yeah. Sure.

But ya know, I'm almost on break too, and--

[muffled speech]

[object clatters]

- I assume you're not from here.

- I'm not really from anywhere.

[object clatters]

My father was a pro-racer.

Always going from one system to the next.

- Sounds like the life of a salvager.

[object clatters] - So,

is that what you want to be? A racer?

- Well, I was working my way up the circuit, and...

There was a race, and I needed credits for repairs.

So I had to borrow against my ship.

Lost the race, lost my ship.

So here I am.

Hmph, working as a mechanic

until I have enough to buy another racer.

- It seems we both want the same thing.

More than what life has offered us.

[Aces whirring]

- The Aces are launching?

- Where do you think they're going?

- I don't know, but it looks like all of them.

Which means I've got work to do, ooh--

- Tam! We've got to get to work!

We gotta finish the project. Now!

- Right, uh, see ya later, Synara.

[furtive music]

♪ ♪

- Kragan. The Aces are away.

The targeting computer for the turrets is down.

We have an opening.

- Good work, Synara.

- Taking long breaks and neglecting work

is usually my thing.

It's nice to see you're catching on, Tam.

- Please. I can do twice the work you can

in half the time, so what does it matter?

- We're behind schedule, people. Let's move.

- Sorry boss!

- Tam, where in Castilon were you?

I expect Kaz to be off goofing around, but not you!

- Hey!

- Just give us a few minutes, Yeager.

Almost there.

- We don't have a few minutes.

Doza wants those cannons online now.

And I shouldn't have to remind you

the security of this entire platform depends on us.

- Let's not get excited.

Neeku, what are the odds of a pirate attack

happening this very second?

[whooshing, lasers firing]

[dramatic music]

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- [muffled] I'd say very good!

- Yeah. No kidding.

- Attack!

Get them!

[cackling manically]

[lasers firing]

[cackling]

- Get inside. Move!

We need that targeting computer, now!

- It's good to go, chief!

- We can do the rest during the install.

[muffled explosion]

- The loading docks?

- Tam! Where're you going?

- Synara might need help!

- She's right. Synara gave us the parts we needed

to fix the computer. We've got to help her.

- You wanna help her, then we need

to get these cannons online,

or else we all suffer the same fate.

- Right.

BB-8, go with Tam!

Let's get those cannons firing!

- You're coming too, BB? Great, let's move!

- [cackling]

[gasps, groans]

[whimpering]

[clattering] - [groans]

- Come on, BB! We gotta get to the docks!

- Security! We need security at the loading docks!

I need two teams up top as well!

[muffled explosions]

Yeager, where are my cannons?

- Keep your hat on, Doza. We're on it.

- [wailing] Feeling a little vulnerable out here!

- I thought you liked flying?

- Only when I'm at the controls.

Whoa! Look out!

[lasers firing]

[dramatic music]

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- [cackling]

- [groans]

- Synara!

- [laughs, grunts]

[groaning]

- Hey! [both grunt]

- This one? - Yeah, that one.

- That must be the targeting computer.

We can't let them repair it.

[engine revving] - Oh, no.

- Get him!

- [cackling]

- Whoa!

- [grunts]

- [wailing, grunting]

- Get off my lift!

[grunts] - [screams]

[lift whirring]

- [groans]

- Behind you!

- [yelling]

[grunts, laughs]

- [wailing]

[both grunting]

- [straining] BB-8, a little help?

[grunts]

- [long beep] - [yells]

- Thanks BB-8!

[dramatic tone]

Synara!

- Kaz, get in!

- [yelps] - Get that unit online.

- Not again.

[menacing music]

♪ ♪

[electricity crackling] - [screaming]

- Oh, no, it didn't go in correctly.

C'mon, c'mon!

[yelling]

We've gotta realign it!

- I'm on my way.

[lift beeping, whirring]

- There you are.

- Syna--[groans]

- Whoa! One punch?

- Tam! What are you doing here?

- Heard the explosion.

I thought you might need help.

- You risked your life to save me?

- [beeps]

- Of course I did.

That's what friends are for.

- [squealing]

- [grunting]

- [grunting]

- Kaz, look out!

- Yeager! I need those cannons operational now!

- [grunting] We're working on it.

- [straining]

Move already.

I can't push it in.

Come on! Go in, go in!

- [grunting]

[electricity crackling]

- No!

[powering up]

Yes! We did it!

Target systems ready!

- Warbirds, retreat!

We've done enough damage for the day.

- [grunts] I think it's over.

- [grunts] For now, yes.

- [sighs]

- You did a good job up there, Kaz.

- Oh. Um, thanks, Yeager.

- Showed some real nerve. Proud of ya.

- [muffled speech]

- You can go back to talking, Neeku.

- Oh, you will not believe

the siege we withstood in the garage.

A pirate knocked on our door.

I am not sure if he knew we were here,

but Bucket and I came up with a most clever rouse.

We heroically hid in the supply closet

and didn't say a word.

Oh, it wasn't always easy, but--

- Actually, stop talking, Neeku.

- [muffled] Okay.

- The platform took quite a beating.

- The damage is done.

Those pirates probably stole their weight

in food and supplies.

Awfully convenient.

- What are you getting at?

- I don't know. Just a feeling.

Pirates showing up right after the Aces leave.

Our defenses are down, and we're vulnerable.

- You mean, I might not be the only spy on this platform?

- Kaz, you were never the only spy on this platform.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Tam. Thank you for risking your life to help me.

- We have to look out for each other, right?

- Right.

- Well, I better get back

to check on Kaz and everyone else.

- Be well, Tam.

- You too, Synara.

- [beeps softly]

[keyboard clacking]

- Captain Doza.

An unexpected surprise.

- Commander Pyre.

I would like to request a look at the proposal

you have to offer.

Anything to make these pirate raids stop.

- Excellent news.

In fact, I'll arrive to oversee

the details of our proposal

personally.

[dark music building]

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[spirited orchestral music]

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