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- [Crew Member] Captain, we have arrived

at the Taris System.

- [Crew Member] Unmarked vessel bearing 225 degrees.

Closing fast.

- [Crew Member] That's not a vessel. It's a fleet.

- [Captain] Sith Interdictor ship!

Battle stations, raise shields!

- [Crew Member] Their flagship is training guns.

- [Captain] Hard to port! Return fire!

- [Crew Member] Aye, Captain.

(crew member speaking in foreign language)

- [Crew Member] They're cutting off our support ships.

- Hail Republic Command! - Aye, Captain.

(crew member speaking in foreign language)

- [Captain] Mayday! Mayday!

This is the Endar Spire. We've been ambushed.

(lasers pulsing)

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(explosions booming)

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(alarm blaring)

- [Trask] Engineer?

- Who are you?

- Trask Ulgo.

- Nice. My name is-

- We've been ambushed by a Sith battle fleet.

The Endar Spire is under attack.

- Endar Spire?

- Rookies. They disabled the port engine.

We need you to get it back online.

- Or we could hit the escape pods.

- You swore an oath to defend the Republic.

Time to make good on it.

- Even when it gets us killed?

- Especially when.

- You're really cool with that?

- Yes.

- [Announcer] The Sith have boarded the Endar Spire.

Prepare for close quarter combat.

- Change of plans.

- What am I supposed to do with this?

(lasers pulsing)

- That.

Look, you're gonna be okay.

I'll make sure of it, right?

- Right.

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(lasers pulsing)

(trooper speaking in foreign language)

- Uh-oh.

(swords clanking)

- Blast doors secured, Captain.

(explosion booms)

(lasers pulsing)

(machine whirring)

(lightsaber humming) (dramatic music)

(lasers pulsing)

- All crew, they've taken the bridge. Abandon ship.

Repeat, abandon-

(smoke hissing)

(blasters pulsing)

(gun clatters)

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(blaster pulses)

(metal clanks)

(blaster pulses)

(lightsaber whooshes)

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- You're welcome.

- I was saving him for you.

- Status report.

- Yeah, let's check the console.

(console whirring)

What's your plan, Commander?

- I'm open to suggestions.

- Abandon ship.

(explosion booms)

Now.

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Hop in.

- As leading officer, I must remain until

all under my command are- - Cool story.

Get in the pod.

- You really think just because you're older than me

that you're allowed- - Bastila,

you're too important.

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(pod whooshing)

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- Save the crew.

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- Go, go, go!

Okay, who's left?

(blaster pulsing)

- I had them in my sights, you know?

I just figured you had them,

so I didn't want to mess up your-

- Point, look, shoot.

Clear?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Say it back to me.

- Point, look...

- Shoot! (blaster pulses)

- I did it!

(troopers speaking in foreign language)

(blasters pulsing)

- On three, we swing out together.

You provide suppressive fire-

- Am I counting or are you counting?

- I'm counting.

- Okay, continue.

- Swing out and unload. Then-

- Can I actually make a suggestion?

- What?

- So there's a crate over there that's magnetically sealed.

If we get the angle just right, then-

- Just cover me.

(blaster pulsing)

You've never seen combat?

- Never.

- I find that hard to believe.

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Run.

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(crates clattering)

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(metal clattering)

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(Engineer yelling)

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(lightsaber humming)

- Go!

(weapons clashing)

(device beeping)

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(door whooshes)

- Why did you do that?

(blasters pulsing)

(device beeping)

- [Carth] This is Carth Onasi.

I've been tracking your position

through the life support system.

You're the last surviving crew member of the Endar Spire.

- Yeah, I figured.

- Look, I can't wait for you much longer.

You have to get to the escape pods.

- Look, whoever you are, that's not gonna happen.

But thanks for the offer.

- [Carth] You're a soldier, aren't you?

- No! I'm just an engineer!

- Look.

I saw you were with someone else,

but he isn't around anymore.

His death gives you a chance,

so don't spit on his grave.

- (sighs) What do I do?

- [Carth] Grab the blaster.

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- All right. Where to?

- [Carth] The open door.

(door clanks)

Watch out. Sith ahead.

- I noticed. What now?

- [Carth] Stay covert. Maneuver through the-

- What does that even mean?

- Tiptoe.

- Okay, you could have just said that.

"Tiptoe."

"Tiptoe."

(Engineer sighs)

(blaster pulses)

- [Carth] What are you waiting for?

(Engineer sighs)

(device beeping)

(alarm beeping)

(blasters pulsing)

- Am I close?

- Yes, but be careful.

There's a whole squad of Sith troopers

on the other side of that door.

You need to find some way to thin their numbers.

- [Engineer] So no tiptoeing?

- [Carth] You could use computer spikes

to slice into the terminal and use

the Endar Spire's security systems-

- Or...

- [Carth] Or what?

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- [Engineer] Carth?

- Engineer?

- Yeah. Thanks for all that.

- You did really good, kid.

- Cool.

I set the ship to self-destruct, so...

- What?

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- I am glad that's over.

- We're not out of it yet.

- Right. Gotta get down to the planet and call for aid.

- And we find Bastila.

- Okay. (chuckles)

Yeah. Okay.

Who's Bastila?

- You're funny.

- Thanks.

- What's your name, anyway?

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- The Endar Spire is destroyed, my lord.

But several escape pods evaded our fighters

and crashed on the planet below.

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(pod rumbling)

- Brace!

(pod whooshing)

(pod thuds)

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(lightsabers humming)

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(Engineer groans)

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(liquid trickling)

Good to see you up instead of

thrashing around in your sleep.

- Weird dreams.

- Figured.

Tarisian Ale. Should take the edge off.

(Engineer coughs)

- Nice place you have.

- Took what I could find.

We needed a place to lay low.

- From what?

- [Trooper] Sectors four and five. Move it.

Come along, slug.

- Look here. It's the Shith.

Oh, no, I'm so scared.

- [Trooper] You're under arrest.

- Taris is under Sith control.

Their fleet is orbiting the planet.

They've declared martial law and a planet-wide quarantine.

But I've been in worse spots.

(spaceships whooshing)

- Okay, so we lie low.

Wait for the occupation to end. Act like citizens.

- Except we're being hunted.

Every minute spent on this planet

is one step closer to a Sith interrogation.

They say the Force can do terrible things to a mind.

It can wipe away your memories

and destroy your very identity.

- Got it. So we escape Taris.

- We can't escape. Not yet.

- Yet?

- I told you in the pod. First we find Bastila.

- Oh, Bastila's a ship.

- No, what, did you hit your head or something?

- Yeah, you were there.

- Bastila's a Jedi. She's our commanding...

Good evening, Officer.

- Great. Sounds like she can help herself then.

- She's got a power.

I don't know how this stuff works,

but it can change the tide of the war.

The Sith know that and will stop at nothing to find her.

- (chuckles) Carth, I'm not your guy, okay?

I'm sorry, but is there, like,

another pod with another soldier that you can-

- What are you talking about?

You did great up there with the droid and stuff.

- I... (chuckles)

I'm not like you guys, if you haven't noticed, okay?

I'm not good at fighting and...

I'm a computer guy.

- You don't have to be. You can be more.

- Yeah, sure.

- Bastila's power.

She can use the Force to change you

and make you more than what you are.

- How?

- All I know is when I fight for her,

she makes me faster, smarter, braver.

Every weakness.

- Are you serious?

- We need her. The galaxy needs her.

Right now, she needs us.

- Okay. Where do we start?

- Her escape pod crashed in the Undercity. Down there.

- They have an elevator, right?

- This elevator is off limits.

Only Sith patrols are allowed into the Lower City.

- Well then, it's a good thing we're Sith.

- It's obvious from the way you're dressed

that you're not Sith.

Move along.

- [Announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,

I draw your attention to the dueling ring.

Now, I hope all your bets are down,

because we're ready to roll.

In this corner, I give you Gerlon Two-Fingers!

And over here is the ever-persistent Dead-Eye Duncan!

(crowd cheering)

Round one, commence!

(gun clatters)

(blaster pulsing)

- Yeah! Hit him in the face!

Get him! (laughs) This is awesome.

So, uh, how do you know they're here?

- Sith like violence.

There's one. An officer.

- You can't possibly tell that.

- Strict posture, ale, not beer. She's sitting alone.

She's off duty.

- [Announcer] Gerlon's been hit!

- She's invested, too.

- Yeah, focused. Mm-hmm.

- No, she placed a bet.

- Gerlon is pushing through! - Oh.

- [Announcer] Gerlon may actually win this!

- I didn't even know that was legal on this planet.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay, okay. I got an idea.

- Go for it.

Are you crazy?

- What?

- We're not fighting anybody.

We are fugitives on an occupied world. Put it away.

- Sorry, I just thought that's what soldiers do.

- You think she's the only Sith here?

- Okay, so subtle it is.

- Yeah, just...

Here's an idea.

Go down there. You sit next to her.

You flirt a little bit. - What, me?

By myself?

- Mm-hmm, see if you can get her ID card.

- No way, you do it.

- I would, but I can't.

- You're scared?

- I'm married.

- Oh, congratulations.

- It was 15 years ago.

- So what if I was married, which I totally am-

- Get down there, talk to her, and take her ID card.

- And how?

- You reach out, use your hands.

- No, how do...

(sighs) How do I talk to her?

- You've never talked to a girl?

- Not really.

- I find that hard to believe.

- I was kidding when I said I was married earlier.

- [Announcer] You are next!

- What do you want?

- Oh, nothing, just watching the match.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, I'm a really big fan of...

- Gerlon Two-Fingers has won! - Gerlon. That's my guy.

- I put a lot of credits on him.

- Oh, so you're rich and smart.

- You an offworlder?

- Completely.

- Well, then you have to try this Tarisian Ale.

- Oh, boy.

- Careful. It's got quite the kick.

- (chuckles) Um, what should we cheers to?

- What, indeed?

- To conquest?

Of the, of the betting windows.

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(glasses clink)

(liquid sloshes)

Really good, you were right. (chuckles)

How about another?

(Officer snoring)

(terminal beeps)

- Put these on.

- I'm surprised they fit you.

- Move it, slug. - Take it easy.

- [Carth] That's for throwing ale in my face.

- Oh, yeah.

- [Carth] Boo!

- What's his problem?

- We can make a lot of trouble with that armor.

- Here, I've got 50 credits. A down payment.

That should buy me some time, right?

- Sorry. It's all or nothing.

Davik can't have somebody behind on their debts.

- [Debtor] But it's all I've got, how can I give you

credits I don't have? - A lot of trouble.

Come on.

Good day, chap!

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- Our troops have quarantined the surface,

but the Lower City is still resistant.

- [Darth Malak] How is that possible?

- Swoop gangs, rebellion, the Rakghoul plague.

It's anarchy down there.

- [Darth Malak] Darth Bandon.

Go down to the planet.

Remind our men what they truly have to fear.

- If you don't pay Davik back,

I'll take it out of you piece by piece.

- [Trooper] Hey! What are you doing?

- [Canderous] Oh, you don't understand, huh?

(trooper groaning)

- You should take the armor off.

- [Carth] Yeah, good idea.

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- Excuse me. Sorry.

- I told you! I told you!

- Thanks, love. Have you seen Anglu?

- We need to find somebody in the know.

(blaster zaps)

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- And someone friendly.

- Yeah.

- What'll it be, boys?

- Intel.

- She's a kid.

- Right.

Sweetie, do you know who's in the know around here?

- That would be Gadon, leader of the Hidden Beks.

He may be blind, but he's got eyes everywhere.

Good luck getting his attention.

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- Your business? - Is our own.

- We got a shiny set of Sith armor here.

Gadon might take it off our hands for the right price.

- What do you say?

- Hit.

- [Droid] Plus nine.

- Do not talk. - Okay.

- Gentlemen, take a seat.

That Sith armor burdens you as much as their occupation.

- Hit.

- [Droid] Plus eight.

- What can I do for you?

- Crashed escape pods. Know anything about 'em?

- The pods? Or the people in them?

- The person.

- Hit.

- [Droid] 12.

- Just in time.

Mission, I need your eyes.

What's worth more, authentic Sith armor,

or the bounty on two Republic fugitives?

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- The armor.

- Hit.

- [Droid] 10.

- You're looking for Jedi Bastila. Your commanding officer.

The one who can change even grunts like you into heroes.

The one who can change the war.

Her pod crashed even lower than where we sit,

but the Black Vulkars captured her.

- Black Vulkars?

- Another gang. Hit.

- [Droid] 18.

- Where are they keeping her?

- No clue. The armor, please.

- Your rivals kidnap the most important Jedi in the galaxy,

and you have no idea where she is?

- Tell us more or we're gonna walk.

- Hit.

- [Droid] 16.

- Here I thought I was being generous with you.

The armor.

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Or you die.

- The Jedi or we all die.

- Go on.

- The Sith are hunting her.

They're not gonna leave Taris until she's dead or offworld.

And if they don't find her soon,

they'll leave this city in rubble just like they did Telos.

Do you want them gone or not?

- Hit.

- [Droid] 20.

Pazaak!

Pazaak!

A draw.

(Gadon sighs)

- There is a way.

(gentle music)

The Vulkars are hosting a swoop bike race.

The victory prize, your famous Jedi.

- They're giving her up? Do they know who she is?

- Yes, it's all a part of their plan.

Brejik, the Vulkar leader, wants to win the allegiance

of the lower gangs with his remarkable generosity.

Whoever wins can sell Bastila to the Sith. Make a fortune.

- We go to the swoop race.

- We win the swoop race.

- You need a sponsor, and a bike.

- Can you sponsor us, Gadon?

- I have a racer.

- Calo gunned him down in the lounge.

- You two pilots?

- No. - Yes.

- Yes.

- Your eyes, Mission. What do you see?

Do you see the winner of the Tarisian season opener?

(tense music)

- No. Not yet.

- Thought so.

The armor, please.

- Hey, wait. - Get lost, kid.

- You don't need his help, you need mine.

I know where the Vulkars keep their prisoners.

- [Carth] Where?

- [Mission] Watch out for Rakghouls.

- [Carth] What's a Rakghoul?

- I don't wanna know. Ugh.

(tense music)

- Where'd you learn that?

- Learn what? I'm just a little kid.

- Keepuna!

(door clanks)

(Engineer speaking in foreign language)

(card player speaking in foreign language)

(Engineer speaking in foreign language)

(blaster pulsing)

- You speak Huttese?

(Gamorrean grunts)

(blasters pulsing)

(blasters pulsing continues)

(blasters pulsing continues)

- Carth! Hit it from underneath.

(blasters pulsing)

(Engineer whistles)

(blasters pulsing)

(explosion booms)

(blasters pulsing)

(explosion booms)

(Gamorrean grunting)

- You speak Astromech?

- I like languages.

- Where's Bastila?

(exciting music)

- It's not taking conventional spikes.

(laser zaps)

(tense music)

(Zaalbar growls)

- Bastila.

- That's not Bastila, moron. She's a human.

- You said Bastila was here.

- No, I said I know where the Vulkars keep their prisoners.

(Zaalbar growling)

- I'm glad to see you too, Big Z.

(Zaalbar growls)

- Friend of yours. So you were just using us.

- I was testing you.

(Zaalbar growls)

Big Z, my new friends.

Couldn't have saved you without them,

so now that they've helped us, we help them, okay?

- Hey.

(Zaalbar growls)

Oh.

(Zaalbar growling)

- No way!

- [Carth] Of course you speak Wookiee.

- Shyriiwook.

(Zaalbar growls) - What'd he say?

- He's pledging a life debt.

It's the most solemn vow a Wookiee can make.

- What about me?

- You're not holding the big blaster.

- Fair.

- Gadon trusts me.

I'll just tell him that I changed my mind about you

and you'll be ready to race.

- Why race?

Can't we just go to the track and blast her out of there?

- Well, I mean, sure, if you want to fight

every Black Vulkar on Taris.

(Zaalbar growls)

They're with me. And we're here for Gadon.

- One moment.

- Hey, Z.

(Zaalbar growls)

This life debt thing.

Don't get me wrong, I'm honored.

But, are you sure you want to do this?

(Zaalbar growls)

Like, it's gonna last your entire life, and we just met.

(Zaalbar growling)

- [Secretary] He's expecting you.

(spaceship whooshing)

- Back with an old friend, I hear.

(Zaalbar growls)

- They helped me save Zaalbar from the Vulkars.

Call me convinced.

- (chuckles) Glad to hear it,

but I've already found a replacement.

(spaceship whooshing)

(explosion booms) - Oh!

- You pilots?

- Still no. - Yes.

- I'm not gonna lie.

- If you were to drive, and if by some miracle

you were to win, what would I get?

You'll still wanna keep Bastila.

- The Republic will compensate you for your aid.

- You've driven this model before?

- Well-

- It can't be that hard with the modded accelerator.

- How did you know that?

- You, well, uh, your mechanics,

modded the engines for a faster ramp up speed.

They did a pretty cruddy job,

because they left the cooling vent open.

- Good. You've got good eyes, kid.

That'll serve you well out there on the track.

- Sweet! Carth, you're gonna do such a good job.

- Not him, you.

- What? - What?

- (laughs) Oh, yeah, you see it, don't you, Mission?

- Yes, sir.

- Good. Then it's settled.

Tomorrow, I'll see you out there in the pit.

Until then, enjoy the track.

- [Announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,

I draw your eye to the racing ring.

Here are racers from every gang

and clan on Taris- - Thank you for sponsoring.

- Of course.

I only bet on winners. - Dad, I just wanted to say

good luck. - Thank you so much.

- Can we get your auto print?

- Can we please get your auto print for the girls?

Thank you so much.

This is Mika, and this is Excelly.

- You guys want my auto print?

- [Children] No.

- You're new?

- How'd you know?

- On the third kilo, there's a sewage pipe.

Pretty dangerous.

- There's nothing dangerous about a womp rat boy traitor.

- Hit the pipes.

Thanks.

- No problem.

- So you're sticking around?

- Why, is big shot pilot too cool for me now?

- That's not what I- - I'm just teasing.

Where Big Z goes, I go too.

- You really care about him?

- I do. And I care about what he cares about.

- I was up all night practicing.

- Trust your gut, because you're going to be going

way too fast for anything else.

- Thanks, kid.

- Don't mention it, grown-up.

- Hey, 'rook.

Didn't expect things to go this way?

- No way, did you?

- Nope.

- You know, I'd swap places with you if I could.

Gadon is insane.

- Don't worry about it. You'll do great.

- Yeah, and it can't be that hard, right?

- No, just balance the grav lift and you'll be fine.

- About that, higher is way safer.

- And way slower. Flying lower is faster.

- And riskier.

- You wanna win, you gotta take to risk.

- So, same as always.

- Pretty much.

- Thanks, Carth.

- Yeah. Good luck.

- Okay. Fly low.

Fly low. I can do this.

- [Droid] The race is about to begin.

- [Announcer] Racers! Start your engines!

(engines humming)

(engines humming continues)

Launching in three, two, one,

and they're off!

(dramatic music) (engines roaring)

- Woo!

- [Announcer] The racer for the Beks falls behind.

Redros for the Vulkars with a twist and turn takes the lead.

- What are you doing? - Watching the race.

- [Mission] You're not really expecting to win, are you?

- Well, I guess- - Do you want to save

Bastila or not?

- Of course I do, but-

- Well, she's out there somewhere, isn't she?

- Under lock and key.

- Yeah, and what's that to a wookiee?

(Zaalbar growls)

- [Announcer] Redros keeps the lead,

followed by Zang and 3-B9!

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(computer beeping)

- Oh, no! Nope.

(whimsical music)

(keypad beeps)

- [Droid] This is a restricted area.

- I know, I know. I'm an intern.

- [Droid] The Black Vulars do not take interns!

(blaster pulses)

- Nice.

- Work.

(dramatic music) (engines roaring)

(crowd cheering)

- [Droid] Your racer is gaining on the leader.

- Got her. She's sedated.

(engine roaring) (dramatic music)

- [Announcer] The racer's finding his courage!

(guard groaning)

(Zaalbar growls)

- Who's next?

- [Announcer] He passes 3-B9! He passes Zang!

(dramatic music continues)

He's approaching Redros. They're neck and neck.

It's anyone's game now!

(engine humming)

Going forward and fast, he's passing Redros!

(Redros growls)

- [Droid] Your racer has passed the leader.

- [Announcer] He's approaching the finish.

The Hidden Beks win!

- Woo! (laughs) Let's go!

(crowd cheering)

- [Droid] Your racer has won the race!

- Woo! (laughs) I did it, I told you guys I...

Guys?

- He must have cheated.

- Do you realize how much this cost us?

- Yes, sir.

- Sir, can we get your auto print?

- Sure. (chuckles)

- [Brejik] Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Brand new to the racing scene and already a winner.

Who was your sponsor?

- Gadon Thek.

- A Hidden Bek.

How delightful.

- So, about that prize?

- Of course.

(whimsical music)

- Dank farrik.

(whimsical music continues)

- Can you wake her up?

- Yeah, I mean, I pull people out of comas all the time.

(Zaalbar growls)

No, Z, not really.

- I really only know how to fly low and fast.

Carth? Guys?

- What's the meaning of this?

- Wait, you won? You actually won?

- [Engineer] You didn't believe in me?

- No, no, no, we did. Kind of.

- Then what is this?

- Insurance?

- You no-good, double-crossing Beks!

(Force whooshing)

(triumphant music)

(lightsaber humming)

Kill them all!

- Bola!

(blasters pulsing) (dramatic music)

(weapons clashing)

(Zaalbar growling)

(blows thudding)

(blasters pulsing)

- Did you even watch the race?

- Yeah. I caught some on the security cams.

- Schutta!

(weapons clashing)

- You got this?

- Yeah. Give a guy one pep talk.

(Engineer groans)

- I'm trying to help!

- I know.

(weapons clashing)

(blaster pulsing)

(Engineer groaning)

Who are you?

- Oh, nobody, you know?

Just the engineer from the Endar Spire. (chuckles)

And your savior.

- Oh, is that so?

- (chuckles) Yeah, it is.

- As far as rescues go, this is a pretty poor example.

It would be more accurate to say that I saved you.

- [Carth] Bastila.

- Oh, Carth. Finally, some good news.

- And what would you call me?

- News.

The Wookiee and the child, are they your lackeys?

(Zaalbar growls) - I'm no one's lackey.

- I won you fair and square. Did nobody watch the race?

- Won me? I'm no one's.

- No one is anyone's.

(Zaalbar growls)

- Forever and always.

- Who cares who saved who? The fact is we're all here.

And we just have to find a way off this planet.

- You mean you don't have a plan to escape?

What have you been doing all this time?

(energy rumbling) (tense music)

- Trying to save you.

(energy rumbling continues)

(tense music)

(door clanking) (Zaalbar growling)

(spaceships whooshing)

- Wow, nice place you got here.

- Took what I could find.

All right, everyone get some rest.

We'll talk things over in the morning.

(atmospheric music)

(lightsabers humming)

(atmospheric music continues)

(dramatic music)

- You cannot win, Revan.

(lightsaber humming)

(explosion booms)

(heart beating)

(energy whooshes)

- [Bastila] First, we need to contact Admiral Dodonna

in order to send for help.

- [Carth] Bastila, we can't get anything

through the blockade.

- Yeesh, you just came out of a coma. Slow your roll, lady.

- Commander.

- Oh, I'm sorry. Relax, Sir.

- Kid, you're talking to a Jedi.

- Okay, so call it meditating.

- That's not how that works.

Who are you, again?

- That's Mission. And that's Big Z.

(Zaalbar growls)

Morning. What'd I miss?

- Oh, nothing, just Captain Jedi waking us all up.

- I sensed a disturbance.

- So, we're leaving. - Already?

- Pack your stuff.

- And you're an engineer?

- I prefer a swoop race champion.

(Zaalbar growls)

My liege is just you, Z.

Did they find us? How long do we have?

- I don't know, but they have search parties

tearing up the surface, so.

(Zaalbar growls)

- They're in the streets.

(sinister music)

(sinister music continues)

- You summoned me, Lord Malak.

- [Darth Malak] The search for Bastila is taking too long.

We cannot risk her escaping Taris.

Destroy the planet.

- The entire planet, Lord Malak?

But there are billions of people on Taris.

We'd be slaughtering countless innocent civilians,

not to mention our own men still on the surface.

- Your predecessor once made the mistake

of questioning my orders.

Surely you are not so foolish

as to make the same mistake, Admiral.

- Of course not, my Lord Malak. I will do as you command.

But it will take several hours to position our fleet.

- Then I suggest you begin immediately.

Dismissed.

- Yes, Lord Malak.

(spaceships whooshing)

(Zaalbar growls)

- We need to move. We're too exposed here.

- Yeah, because if we move, they definitely won't spot us.

(Zaalbar growls) - But can't you, like,

hide us with the thing?

Now would be a great time.

- What thing?

- She uses the Force to, like, make us better in every way.

- Okay, so use it to get Carth back here.

- Carth's gone?

- Z, help me get eyes on him.

(Zaalbar growls) Wonderful.

(exciting music)

- So, can we tell when you're doing the thing? (chuckles)

Are you doing it now?

Because seriously, now would be a great-

- It's called Battle Meditation.

And no, I'm not doing it now. It's exhausting.

It takes time and focus. I can't easily-

- So, what exactly can you do?

- I'm supposed to save the galaxy!

You were briefed on this before we departed for Taris.

- Yeah, I hit my head pretty bad.

- Oh, is that all?

- Harsh.

- Would you rather be smothered in false compliments?

- No, I wouldn't.

But a couple of real ones wouldn't be so bad.

- Well, do something remarkable and we'll give you one.

- Wow. Some leader you are.

No compliments, no thank yous, just a bunch of-

- Hey, cantina.

(upbeat music)

I found someone who can help us. But it'll cost us.

- How much?

- Glass of ale, for starters.

- I like him already.

(Engineer speaking in foreign language)

- I wanted to say...

Wanted to tell you...

Thank you for helping me escape.

(bartender speaking in foreign language)

- You're admitting I saved you.

- Please, is that so hard to believe?

- Maybe.

- I hate that. A Jedi should be quick to express gratitude.

Quick to apologize.

- Quick to compliment?

- But I disappoint people. Often.

Isn't that true?

(atmospheric music)

- Look, about that.

I've just been a little in over my head lately.

I was hoping you could fix that.

With your power or something.

- You seem to do plenty fine on your own.

- Fine. Not great.

- (chuckles) Yes, but what do you expect?

I can't just follow you around the rest of your life and...

(Engineer laughs)

- I don't know, I figured if you could invade my dreams,

you could zap me with your powers or something.

- Come again?

- Uh... - I invaded your...

- Dreams?

- You mean visions?

- Is there a difference?

- How many times? And what did you see?

- Uh, twice,

we were battling a Dark Jedi on a ship.

- Darth Revan.

Strange.

Such visions are often a sign.

- Of?

- Your potential.

You might be strong in the Force.

It would make sense, given the help you've been.

- But why would the Force show me you killing Revan?

- I don't know.

When we get offworld, we'll consult the Jedi Council.

(tense music)

Who's this?

- He punched a guy to death.

- It's Canderous Ordo.

Davik Kang's pet Mandalorian.

- I saw you at the swoop race. Very impressive.

- Thanks.

Glad someone was watching.

- You've got guts.

You're the kind of people I'm looking for.

- He's got a plan to escape Taris,

but he can't do it alone.

- Can we really trust a Mandalorian?

- I could say the same about you, Jedi.

I see the signs.

If they don't find her soon,

they'll turn the planet into dust.

- They wouldn't do that.

- [Canderous] They've done it before.

They'll do it again. I'm leaving.

- Why us?

- Someone who races like you is probably crazy enough

to break into the Sith military base.

- For what? - Launch codes.

Without them, they'll shoot us out of the sky

before we get through the atmosphere.

- They have auto-targeting lasers?

Tracked on the entire planet?

- Yeah. It's protocol.

- Sounds like a suicide mission.

- Yeah, well, so does sitting around,

waiting for the Sith to catch us.

- And what do you bring to the table?

- The ship.

Now, getting in won't be easy.

You'll need an astromech droid to break in the front door.

- This is the one!

(exciting music)

- Canderous sent us for the droid.

- Great. He's 2,000 credits.

- 2,000 credits? That's like my entire life savings.

- Thanks, kiddo.

- [Canderous] While you steal the launch codes,

we steal Davik's ship, the Ebon Hawk.

- Sir, this blockade is killing our pockets.

We can't move spice to the lower levels without papers.

And we can't move what we can't get.

If this continues, we might as well be...

(elevator dings)

(door whooshing)

- Welcome home, Canderous. Who are your friends?

- Swoop champion. Looking for work.

- You looked taller from my box.

- Thank you.

- Who's the girl?

- [Carth] She's a fan.

- Of yours or mine?

- I'd love to see your estate.

- Come.

(spaceships whooshing)

(T3-M4 beeping)

- Can you try rerouting the signals to the secondary grid?

(T3-M4 beeping)

- Aren't they gonna see us on the security cams?

- He took care of it.

He's a very talented droid. - Oh, is he?

Well, for the price I paid,

he should open a hyperspace rift to Coruscant.

(Zaalbar growls) (T3-M4 beeping)

- I know you would if you could.

(Zaalbar growls)

- This'll have to do.

(T3-M4 beeping)

(whimsical music)

(receptionist speaking in foreign language)

(Engineer speaking in foreign language)

- Stop giving away my credits.

(Zaalbar rumbling)

- Ah, there she is.

(exciting music)

The Ebon Hawk, my pride and joy.

Fastest ship in the outer rim.

- (laughs) Prove it.

- You're funny.

- Would you please take us for a ride?

- Wouldn't want that pretty face blasted out of the sky.

The auto-targeting lasers would destroy my baby

before you can say, "Parsec."

I can't leave without those Sith codes.

- Can you get the launch codes from that?

- With T3's help. You might want to keep watch.

(T3-M4 beeping)

(exciting music continues)

- You'll love the gallery.

I've got relics all the way from Korriban.

- Boss.

- Excuse me.

- The Sith fleet is changing formation.

- Let me see.

Don't let them go anywhere.

(door whooshing)

(body thuds)

- He wasn't kidding. - Let's go.

(device beeping)

- How much longer?

- They're transferring. Maybe a few minutes?

(tense music)

- Bad guy! Bad guy!

(blows thudding)

- Should have brought the swoop racer.

- I can fly. Why does no one think I can fly?

- We'll have to run the blockade.

- Should I gather the captains?

- Time's short. Leave 'em.

- And what about Canderous?

- My top enforcer is afraid to go on without him?

- The butler.

(tense music)

(blaster clicks)

(lightsaber clicks)

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

(lightsaber humming)

(T3-M4 beeping)

(lightsaber humming)

- [Admiral] Lord Bandon. Come in, Lord Bandon.

- What?

- [Admiral] Lord Malak demands your withdrawal.

The operation will commence soon.

(Darth Bandon growls)

- (sighs) We could have taken him.

(Zaalbar growls)

Carth, we have the launch codes.

(exciting music)

- Great, send them over and we'll pick you up.

(transmitter crackling)

- Carth? Carth?

- They're jamming us.

(T3-M4 beeping)

It's the whole planet?

- Why would they do that?

- Carth can't pick us up without the codes,

so we need to get to them.

- [Mission] Can you drive?

- I'm the swoop champion of Taris. You would know that if-

- Let's go.

(vehicle whooshing)

- Come in, Mission. Send us the codes so we can pick you up.

- We're being jammed. Bombs drop any minute.

- Then we fly out and search for them.

- We can't, the auto-turrets will blast us

before we're off the ground if we don't have those codes.

(exciting music)

(exciting music continues)

- What do we have here? A thief in my hangar?

- We can all escape together.

We just need to wait for our friends.

- I wasn't talking to you, sweetie.

Canderous, I didn't take you for a traitor.

But given the impending doomsday, I'm in a forgiving mood.

Let's fly.

- Sure. Once our crew brings the launch codes.

- What did you hire, Hutts?

- Step away.

- This is gonna be fun.

- Let's take the chance and fly fast.

- Three.

- We don't need to fight.

- Enough preaching, Jedi.

- Two.

- Fair enough.

- Make it quick, Calo.

- One.

(blasters pulsing) (dramatic music)

(Force whooshing)

(lightsaber humming)

(jet pack whooshes)

(blasters pulsing)

(Force whooshing)

(alarm blaring)

- Bastila!

(Canderous yells)

(Calo groans)

(blaster pulsing)

- Sorry, sweetheart.

(blows thudding) (both groaning)

(Canderous growls)

(Canderous groans)

(blasters pulsing)

(lightsaber humming)

(dramatic music)

(detonator beeping)

(blasters pulsing)

(explosion booms)

(Zaalbar growls)

- Saved you.

(exciting music)

(building rumbling)

(exciting music continues)

Let's go!

- How do they carry these things?

Take care of him! - How?

- Do exactly as I say.

- Yes, sir.

- Grab a med pack.

- Med pack, med pack, med pack.

- Go, go, go! - We have the launch codes.

- Sure, you all take your sweet time and now you rush me.

(spaceship whooshing)

(lasers pulsing) (explosion booms)

- T3, punch in the codes.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- Taris is defenseless against our assault, Lord Malak.

They're offering no resistance.

The city is in ruins.

(spaceship whooshing)

- [Darth Malak] Admiral.

(device beeping)

- It-it reads as one of our own, but...

Lieutenant, blast that ship!

- [Lieutenant] Sir, our turrets are planet-side.

It'll take us- - Then launch the fighters!

(spaceships whooshing)

- Plot a course for Dantooine.

There's a Jedi enclave there where we can find refuge.

(alarm beeping)

- Incoming fighters!

- [Bastila] Does the ship have any defenses?

- Shields?

(Canderous groans) (Zaalbar growls)

(T3-M4 beeping)

(lasers pulsing)

- Carth, set the auxiliary power to the aft shields.

They're trying to hit our engines.

- Fine. What are you doing?

(triumphant music)

- Buying time.

(lasers pulsing) (dramatic music)

(device beeping)

(explosion booms)

(lasers pulsing)

(sinister music)

- Bastila.

Bastila.

- Can we make the jump?

- No, it takes time! - We don't have time!

- Then you're welcome to help!

(lasers pulsing)

Any day now!

- If you would fly smoother, this would be a lot easier!

- Come on, kid.

(lasers pulsing)

- Varp, this thing's slow!

(Canderous groans)

- Sorry.

(device beeping)

- Carth, on my mark, throw the ship starboard.

- Set.

(lasers pulsing)

(device beeping)

- Now!

(spaceship whooshing)

(lasers pulsing)

(explosion booms)

- Woo! (laughs) Let's go!

- Way to go!

(triumphant music) (T3-M4 beeping)

(spaceship whooshing)

(door whooshes)

- Admiral, our squadron has been vanquished.

- Did you track the ship?

- Admiral, my fighters were unable to...

(lightsaber humming) (Lieutenant groaning)

- [Darth Malak] Resume the bombardment, Commander.

Wipe this pathetic planet from the face of the galaxy.

(spaceship rumbling) (tense music)

(tense music continues)

- Swoop Champion, Jedi Savior,

add Ace Gunner to my resume.

(somber music)

I'm sure some made it out.

- Can only hope.

- Carth, can the Republic send help?

Can they stop the attack?

- No.

- What do you mean?

They're-they're the good guys, and...

Just send them a message.

- Mission. It's over.

- Monsters.

- It's what they do. Welcome to the club.

Don't take this the wrong way, Bastila,

but you better be worth it.

- It's been a terrible few hours.

But you all have fought bravely and wisely.

The Force has delivered us to live another day.

So let's make our lives count in light of those we've lost.

(gentle music)

We're headed for Dantooine.

We must report what we have witnessed to the Jedi Council.

And look after other matters.

I hope you'll all continue to serve the Republic

and defeat its enemy.

(gentle music continues)

Right.

Well, rest up.

We'll arrive soon.

(Zaalbar growls) (T3-M4 beeping)

- So, mission complete, right?

- Hoo-rah.

- You know, you're gonna get a shiny medal from all this.

- (chuckles) You too, champ.

- And Dantooine, I mean,

that could be a nice place to retire.

- Yeah. Until the Sith destroy it too.

We keep fighting.

Keep fighting.

- They did this to your home planet, didn't they?

- Telos.

- How did you and your wife escape?

I'm so sorry, Carth.

- The Sith had our access codes.

Bypassed orbital defenses.

Caught us completely off guard.

- They had spies?

- One. Saul Karath.

My mentor.

(sinister music)

- Admiral Karath.

The survey ships landed at Davik's hangar.

They found something you'll want to see.

- I've been thinking.

We need to stick together.

- All right. You and I could get reassigned.

- No, no, no! Everyone!

Think about it, we're all so unique!

- I would have said weird.

- But in a good way!

We broke into a Sith base, stole a ship from the exchange,

and we made it off of Taris!

(gentle music)

There's something special here.

- Then we've got some convincing to do.

- You take Canderous, though.

- I didn't even think you were including Canderous.

- [Engineer] Hey, kiddo.

- Hi.

- Want to talk about it?

- Well, my home was just destroyed,

billions are dead, so, no.

No, not really.

(Mission sighs)

(gentle music continues)

- So how'd you meet Zaalbar anyway?

- Well, a couple of thugs were picking on him,

and I stood up to them.

- Well, well. And here, I thought he was your babysitter.

- Shut up. I can take care of myself, too, you know?

- Sure you can.

- You sound just like my brother.

- I didn't know you have one.

- Well, I had one.

(gentle music continues)

- Have one.

You're one of us now.

- Sure.

- I'll send Zaalbar to check in on you in a little bit.

- Thanks.

Bro.

- Hey, that life debt, that's a forever thing, right?

(Zaalbar growls) (whimsical music)

I'll take that as a yes.

(Zaalbar growls) (T3-M4 beeping)

We paid for you. You do not get a choice.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- [Carth] Justification through victory?

So what happens when you lose?

- Carth.

- You want him to stay, you talk to him.

- I see we're all getting along.

- That's one poor excuse for a man.

- He has his uses. Just like you.

- If you think I'm staying, you're dumber than I thought.

- You got better things to do?

- I'm a Mandalorian.

The glory and honor of battle rules us.

I don't see much of that hanging around here with Jedi.

- You're a sore loser is what you are.

- What did you say to me?

- Jedi beat you in the last war.

You don't want to be seen with one. I totally get it.

- I'll make you eat those words.

- Please do.

Prove me wrong.

- I'll stay. For now.

- Good. Maybe you'll even make a difference.

- Don't let me get bored.

- Not a chance.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(spaceship rumbling)

(both growling)

- [Mission] The closer to 20, the better.

But if you pass 20, you're out no matter what.

- And if you have a negative?

- Play it or you're dead.

- And they have these plus and minus ones.

Legendary. They can go either way.

Bastila! We need a fourth.

- It's a two player game.

Carth is gonna learn better

if he sees a round, so I'll deal.

- I really shouldn't.

I was mid meditation and all, so...

- What's more relaxing than cards?

- I don't meditate to relax. It's a way of study.

- So study cards. Might come in handy one day.

(T3-M4 beeping) (gentle music)

- Well, maybe one round.

(gentle music continues)

Hit.

- [Mission] Four.

- Hm. A Jedi who knows Pazaak.

- Were you raised on Nar Shaddaa?

- (chuckles) No.

My father taught me.

- Hit.

- [Mission] 10.

- So, about the stakes.

- We seem to be short on credits.

(both groaning)

(Zaalbar growls)

- You're a worthy foe, Wookiee.

(Zaalbar growls)

- If I win,

how about a confession?

- Pardon?

- You have to give me a compliment.

- And if I win?

- Can I bet a life debt?

(Zaalbar growls)

Sorry. Fine.

All right, how about 50 credits?

(gentle music continues)

- Hit.

- 14.

18.

- Hit.

- 17.

19.

- Hit.

- [Mission] Bust.

- Pay up!

- All right, I admit, I find you, I...

I admire your...

Confidence.

- Legendary. - That's Pazaak.

- Okay. I'm sorry. (Zaalbar growls)

- I don't have any credits anymore, buddy,

so where are you getting these?

(spaceship whooshing)

(energy whooshing) (mysterious music)

(mysterious music continues)

(mysterious music continues)

(mysterious music continues)

- The dark side is strong in this place.

I can feel its power.

(mysterious music continues)

- What are you doing...

- Is this wise?

The ancient Jedi sealed this archway.

If we pass beyond this door, we can never go back.

The Order will surely banish us.

Are the secrets of the Star Forge so valuable?

Can its power be truly worth the risk?

(mysterious music continues)

(door clanks)

- Rise and shine, lazy Banthas!

Welcome to Dantooine.

We have partially sunny skies and scattered showers.

And look out for those kath hounds.

(spaceship whooshing)

(spaceship whooshing)

(gentle music)

Pretty planet.

- Yeah.

(spaceship whooshing)

(gentle music continues)

Wait! Wait!

You...

How'd you do that?

- What?

- You were in my dream. You saw it too, right?

- I must speak with the Council.

- Great, let's go. - Alone.

Stay here.

- Come on.

What if I beat you in Pazaak?

(T3-M4 beeping)

- You said it, T3.

Most lover boys dream of the other person, not with.

- Look, Carth, I saw her in my dream, okay?

But she was, like, actually there.

And we saw Revan and Darth Malak, I think.

They were looking for something called the Star Forge.

- Love is weird.

- It's not love!

(T3-M4 beeping)

What do you know about love?

- More than you.

Hate to break it to you, but she's off limits.

- Yes, I know. You can't date a commanding officer.

- No. Jedi can't marry.

- I don't want to marry her! What is going on?

(sinister music)

- My apprentice. You disappoint me.

Twice now you have failed to capture Bastila.

A mere padawan.

Either find a way to impress me

or I'll find someone who can.

Dismissed.

- Lord Malak, our Star Forge is operating at 200% capacity.

Far beyond our expectations.

- You're surprised.

- It's unlike anything our scientists have seen, it's...

It's more than a machine. It's alive.

- It is the power of the Force, Admiral.

- Then victory is in our grasp.

- Not with Bastila roaming free.

Have you learned how she escaped Taris?

- Yes, Lord Malak.

(door whooshes)

Calo Nord.

A bounty hunter was there when she fled the planet.

Apparently she left him for dead.

- It's a wonder you survived the encounter.

- I am hard to kill, Lord Malak.

- Calo has agreed to help us capture the young Bastila,

for a very hefty fee, of course,

but I can assure you he is well worth the price.

His reputation as a bounty hunter is well earned.

- I desire the young Jedi taken alive.

If at all possible.

- There is one more thing.

You will be very interested in what Calo has to tell you

about Bastila's other companions, Lord Malak.

(Calo yelps)

- Ouch.

- You know where they are.

- No.

- And you never will. Not without me.

(wildlife chirping)

(gentle music)

- Should be enough.

- The Council wishes to see you.

- About?

- They didn't say.

- Great.

While we're gone, Mission and Canderous,

fuel the hyperdrive, and-

- I'm sorry, Carth. This is a private audience.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- Why?

- They didn't say.

- I'm a lieutenant. I outrank him.

- It's not about rank. It's about him.

- We're at war.

The planet was just blown from the stars,

and the Council wants to waste time

talking to a petty engineer?

(Zaalbar growls)

- Zaalbar, he's right.

Bastila, this does not make any sense.

- I'm sorry. I know little more than you all do.

Will you come with me?

- How do I look? (chuckles)

- Like an underweight Hutt.

(Zaalbar growls)

(door whooshing)

(gentle music) (birds chirping)

(gentle music continues)

- Have you boys ever heard

of the tale of the Exar Kun?

It's a very tragic story. - Good morning, Master.

- Tam is new here to the Academy,

and I was hoping you could show him around.

Welcome home, Bastila. - Thank you.

Here we are. Any questions before we enter?

- Did you tell them about the dream?

- You'll find out shortly.

- Is there any questions you can't answer?

- Respectful manners. Disrespectful manners.

Other etiquette?

- No. I think I'm good.

- Good.

- What?

- It's...

Nothing.

- Mm-hm.

- Step forward.

(birds chirping)

(birds chirping continues)

(birds chirping continues)

- So is this how you treat all your guests,

you just circle up and stare at them, or? (chuckles)

- Bastila said you helped her escape Taris.

- Yeah. With a lot of luck.

- Do you believe in luck?

- I mean, everything is just cause and effect, right?

- Then what do you believe caused your success on Taris?

(gentle music)

- Honestly, no idea.

We should probably be buried with the rest of the world.

- Hm.

- So what exactly do you all want from me?

- Understanding.

Who are you, hm?

- No one, really. I'm just an engineer.

Probably not worth your time.

(gentle music continues)

- Ah, but you are.

You survived the Endar Spire,

navigated the Underworld,

saved Bastila, and escaped Taris.

- And you and she have shared a vision.

- Yes, I knew it. What does that mean?

- It means the Force is strong with you.

It is the only explanation of the facts.

It aided you on Taris, and it granted you this vision.

- But we shared the vision. Why not just one of us?

- Sometimes, two people are so intertwined,

the Force bonds them.

In mind. Even matter.

- Are you saying we're the same person?

- No, but you are tethered in the Force.

- Okay, how does that even happen?

- The Force is mysterious.

We do not have all the answers to our questions.

- So, I'm strong in the Force,

I'm linked to Bastila, and the vision,

is that from the future?

- Past.

We believe the Force gave you this glimpse

into the origin of the war,

that we might follow its clues and end it.

- Revan and Malak were once Jedi

who trained at this very academy.

They fell to the dark side and started a war.

How they fell and how they amassed their fleet

remains a mystery.

- Hm. Perhaps this Star Forge is the answer to both.

- Okay.

So, go to the ruins and figure out

what Revan and Malak found.

Any idea where it is?

(weapons thudding)

Nice.

- Your journey begins here,

but you must first become a Jedi

to be entrusted with this quest.

- Does that take long? Like, how long are we talking?

- Years.

(exciting music)

And you should know that this is most unorthodox.

- Yes, the Council would not normally accept

an adult for training, but this is a special case.

- What does my age matter?

- Without the formative years of discipline,

how do we know he will remain faithful to the light?

- Now that his power has begun to manifest itself,

we cannot safely ignore it.

- Ahem! Hey, sorry, right here still, guys, didn't leave.

- The lure of the dark side is very difficult to resist.

I fear your quest to find the Star Forge will lead you down

an all too familiar path. - Master Vrook wants you

to understand the risk, as do I.

Will you train with us?

(wildlife chirping)

- [Carth] Hey.

- Lieutenant.

- I'm sorry about that. I don't know why I freaked out.

- That's okay, I get it.

This is all really, uh, weird.

- Yeah, but you've been a great friend,

and you deserve my respect.

So what's the news?

- They want to make me a Jedi.

- (chuckles) Just keeps getting better.

- What do you mean?

- Look.

Call me crazy, but you survived the Endar Spire.

You're a natural fighter.

You speak a hundred languages.

- What, do you think I'm a spy or something?

- You got a better explanation?

- They said it's the Force.

- Who are you?

- So they want to make you a Jedi?

That sounds pretty sweet to me.

(Zaalbar growls)

- I mean, I didn't say I was gonna do it.

- Got its perks. A solid weapon, for starters.

- Being a Jedi is about more than our lightsaber.

- Don't remind me.

- What do you think?

- It's either this or go back to the fleet

and get reassigned.

Whatever you think will make the greater difference.

- And there is nothing greater than the Force.

- But Jedi training's tough.

- [Canderous] It'll probably do him some good.

- [Bastila] I'm sure you can handle it.

- [Canderous] With enough med packs.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- They want me to choose today.

(T3-M4 beeping)

I know, that's what I said.

How can I choose in a day something

that's gonna change my entire life?

(gentle music)

And I'm not even good at that kind of stuff.

I'm like you.

Numbers, facts, tech.

I mean, sure, I believe in the Force and all, but...

(sighs) I don't get it.

I don't feel it.

You can't turn this into a Jedi.

(sighs) Jedi.

They're something else.

Pious. Stubborn.

Mighty.

That ain't me.

(Force whooshing)

Thought I heard something.

- You didn't. You sensed my presence.

- Come on, Bastila.

- And I sensed your inner conflict.

- Yeah, and I was in the cargo hold,

pouting to a rust bucket.

(T3-M4 beeping)

Sorry.

- Our bond connects us.

So, more than anyone, I see the real you.

- What do you see?

- A great man.

- I didn't even have to win Pazaak for that one. (chuckles)

Will you help me?

(T3-M4 beeping)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(Zaalbar growls)

- [Dorak] The path you have chosen to walk is difficult.

Intensive training will prepare you

physically for the demands of the Order.

Meditation will teach you to channel

the power of the Force.

(Force whooshing) (uplifting music)

A Jedi is never alone.

Others in the Order will always stand by you.

You and Bastila share a special bond.

Do not be afraid to turn to her

when you need help in your training.

- So, the Force bonded us?

- Something like that.

- How does that happen?

- I don't know.

And believe me, I don't find the prospect

of being joined to you enjoyable in any fashion.

- No fashion at all?

- Please, I'm a Jedi.

Such feelings, such attractions,

well, they're beneath me, quite frankly.

- Right back at you.

- No, I mean, I find you intriguing.

I mean, I find your command of the Force intriguing.

- [Dorak] To truly understand the way of a Jedi,

you must open your mind to knowledge.

Seek wisdom in the teachings

of the great masters of our Order.

- [Engineer] Excuse me, sir.

- I think you mean Master.

How fares your training, apprentice?

- On the first test. I need to recite the Jedi code.

- Best of luck.

- Your next test

will determine your Jedi classification.

- What's that mean?

- The type of Jedi you will be.

You are in combat with a Dark Jedi allied with the Sith.

There is a pause in the combat. What do you do?

Yet even though you are a mere apprentice,

your potential is unlimited,

and your progress amazing.

(Engineer groaning)

- So I intrigue you.

I like the sound of it.

- But my interest in you is

purely academic.

- (chuckles) For now.

- You're still here.

- Yeah, Master, I was hoping that you could teach-

- You don't know the Jedi code.

There is no emotion.

There is peace.

There is no ignorance.

There is knowledge.

There is no passion.

There is serenity.

And there is no- - Hold on.

That's a lot. (chuckles) I'm gonna have to write that down.

Uh, okay, continue.

- Chaos. There is harmony.

- [Engineer] There is no death. There is the Force.

(uplifting music continues)

(lightsaber hums)

(uplifting music continues)

- Interesting design.

- Yeah, made it all spiky. Like a weapon.

- You should be proud, apprentice.

You've done in weeks what many cannot do in years.

(wildlife chirping) (wind howling)

- That's quite the story, Carth.

Your actions on Taris may have saved us the war.

- Thank you, Admiral. I had great help.

- Carth, humility looks terrible on you.

We are all aware of your exemplary record.

With the Endar Spire destroyed,

we'll need a new capital ship.

And with it, a new captain.

What do you say?

- I'm honored, Admiral.

- Report to Coruscant as soon as you're able.

- Yes, Admiral.

- So much for sticking together.

If I didn't have abandonment issues before, I sure do now.

- The Hawk's got two Jedi now. What do you all need me for?

- To fly it?

- Last I checked, you got a swoop champ, too.

- Aren't you too old to be jealous?

- I'm not jealous. - Yes, you are.

We all are. He's...

(gentle music)

(sighs) He's something else.

But I'm not leaving.

- Why not?

- 'Cause I love him.

(weapon whooshing)

- Carth. We haven't seen you in some time.

- Yeah, there hasn't been a need.

- There will be, soon enough.

(tense music)

You're leaving.

- Maybe.

- But...

But you've been so helpful.

- I don't need your affirmation, thank you.

- Well, we need you. You're old.

Well, the oldest, the most...

More experienced.

- I can only serve people I trust.

And right now, there's something

you're not telling us about.

- I don't know what to say.

- Fine.

- It's-it's not so mysterious.

When I visit the archives and read of our past,

I'm struck by something.

In every generation, every war,

the Force raises up a champion to drive back the dark side.

These anointed few have the power to shape the galaxy.

Odan-Urr, Ulic Qel-Droma.

- Revan and Malak. Or so we thought.

- Maybe the difference between a hero and a villain

is in the friends they keep.

- I can either serve as captain

of a flagship cruiser or buddies with a Jedi.

- That matters! Carth, he needs-

- I can't! I'm a soldier.

It's what I've done. It's what I do.

- Is there any better role model

for an overconfident padawan?

You're what I needed.

- For every Jedi,

the threat of the dark side is always present.

You must see its corruption for yourself.

- For your final test,

you must go to the ancient grove here on Dantooine

and cleanse the darkness within.

(atmospheric music)

- That's it?

- We can say no more. You must see for yourself.

- All right. One cleansing coming up.

- He's not ready.

- [Vandar] Perhaps not. But what choice do we have?

- [Engineer] Cleanse the darkness. Cleanse the darkness.

What the gundark does that even mean?

(tense music)

(tense music continues)

(energy whooshes)

(Juhani yells)

(dramatic music)

(Juhani chuckles)

(lightsaber hums)

(both grunting) (lightsabers clashing)

- I will be your doom!

(Juhani yelling) (lightsaber humming)

(lightsabers clashing) (both grunting)

(Engineer yells)

(Juhani screams)

(Juhani laughing)

(atmospheric music)

(atmospheric music continues)

- There is no emotion.

(Force whooshing)

(Juhani groans)

(gentle music)

(lightsabers humming)

(Force whooshes)

- Juhani was once a Jedi.

- Was there no way to save her from the dark side?

- She-she attacked me. She didn't really give me a chance.

- Jedi must make chances when there are none.

Your hastiness reveals much.

- Sure.

Someone tries to murder me,

and I should just sing them a lullaby.

- All are capable of great good and great evil at all times.

No matter how far gone you are, there is hope for change.

- You would do well to remember this.

- The extremity of this test demands prudent evaluation.

- Leave us to deliberate. We will send for you soon.

(gentle music continues)

- Hoping for someone else?

- Yeah.

- Why do you look like an abused kath hound?

- A Jedi fell to the dark side and I didn't save her.

I didn't even try.

- So you're gonna sit here and mope about it?

So what?

She made a choice. She lost.

- But the Council thinks she could have changed.

Could've come back.

- Ah, man.

If this were Mandalore and you were a foundling,

we'd have a feast in your honor.

You defeated a worthy foe.

- Thanks.

We'll see if the Council agrees.

- Listen, if you're really having visions

on how to end the war, they'll make exceptions.

They're not as black and white as they preach.

Speaking of.

- Congratulations.

The Council told me you passed the final test.

You're a Jedi now.

What's wrong? Aren't you excited?

- I'm just surprised.

- Well, you shouldn't be.

You've grown so much these past few weeks.

You deserve this.

- [Mission] Nice saber. So it's official.

- Yeah.

(Zaalbar growls) - So what's next?

We follow your visions, right?

- Yes.

We follow in Revan and Malak's footsteps

and find the Star Forge, whatever it is.

- You think it's a weapon?

- Perhaps.

The Council fears it may be even worse than that.

- Sounds like fun.

(gun clicking)

- Let's get moving.

(Zaalbar growls)

- You're sticking around, right?

- Yeah. Of course.

- Good.

#Cause I was gonna say, I can fly this thing just fine.

- [Carth] Sure you can.

(spaceship whooshing)

- Well, we made him a Jedi.

- Do you regret our choice?

- There was no choice. That's the problem.

- It is a shame about Juhani.

- Does Bastila know?

Master Zhar!

- If she is to play her part, she needs to believe in him.

(spaceship whooshing)

(atmospheric music)

- Did you sense that?

- Yeah. It's cold.

- The dark side.

- Yeah, I sensed it too. Thanks for asking.

It was cool, yet shadowy, right?

(spaceship whooshing)

(spaceship clanks)

(T3-M4 beeping)

- What are we expecting to find?

- That's the problem. We don't know.

- Boring.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- The Hawk's picking up a ship entering the atmosphere.

- Better.

- Could be civilian.

- Way out here? Long shot, kiddo.

- We need a plan. Carth?

(T3-M4 beeping)

- Canderous, you and Zaalbar stay here.

Just the two of you might scare off our company.

- I go where Big Z goes.

- Fine. We go in and out as quick as we can.

- Be careful.

Revan and Malak may have set traps for anyone

who would follow in their footsteps.

- T3, scan ahead, will ya?

(T3-M4 beeping)

He's sensing a faint energy. Nothing else.

(atmospheric music)

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(droid whirring)

(droid speaking in foreign language)

- What's it saying?

- I don't know.

- I thought you know every language.

- T3?

(T3-M4 beeping)

(droid growling)

- It's cycling through different languages.

Trying to find a match.

- How long's it gonna take?

- It's a prototype heavy repeater.

(Zaalbar growls)

(vehicles whooshing) (tense music)

- Swoop bikes.

(vehicles rumbling)

(vehicles rumbling continues)

(sinister music)

- I see you brought some backup with you, Calo.

Realized we were a bit much for you

to handle on your own, eh?

- Just trying to level the playing field.

- You flatter me.

(sinister music continues)

(Zaalbar growls)

(sinister music continues)

- Not so fast, Your Highness.

(Force whooshing)

Z?

Z? Z, help me!

(blaster pulses)

- Attack!

(blasters pulsing)

- [Mission] We've got company, and so do you.

- How many?

- [Mission] Three on us, and one coming for you.

He's a Sith.

- T3, go help them!

(T3-M4 beeping)

- We should all go. - Wait!

(droid speaking Selkath)

- That's Selkath.

- Why would a droid on Dantooine be speaking Selkath?

(droid speaking Selkath)

- But you can understand us? How?

(droid speaking Selkath)

- How long have you been here?

What's your function?

(droid speaking Selkath)

- That's older than the Republic. It must be mistaken.

(droid speaking Selkath)

- What is the Star Forge?

(blaster pulsing) (dramatic music)

- [Mission] Did you get anyone?

- No.

- I thought you were a Mandalorian.

- So are they.

- Yeah, sure.

- Come on.

(droid speaking Selkath)

- Now we're getting somewhere.

- But what is it exactly?

(droid speaking Selkath)

- Where is the Star Forge? Is it here?

(droid speaking Selkath)

(door rumbling)

- The door from our vision.

(lightsaber humming)

(tense music)

- Sherruk.

(tense music continues)

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(dramatic music)

(lightsabers humming)

(Force whooshes) (Bastila groaning)

(blasters pulsing)

(lightsaber humming)

(Bastila gasps)

- Run!

(dramatic music)

(Force whooshes) (stone crumbling)

(Force whooshes)

(Bastila gasps)

(Bastila groaning)

Bastila!

(Bastila groaning)

(lightsaber humming) (tense music)

(lightsabers clashing)

Go!

(Bastila gasps)

(lightsabers clashing)

(Force whooshes)

(stone rumbles)

- No!

No!

We need to go back!

- So, you ever thought about joining the Jedi?

(lightsabers clashing) (both grunting)

(dramatic music)

Maybe another time.

(lightsabers clashing) (both grunting)

(dramatic music continues)

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(Canderous groans)

(Zaalbar growling)

- Why did he do that?

(gentle music)

- To give you a chance.

We have to leave.

Bastila, we can't-

- Don't distract me.

(drones clanking)

- Time to rumble.

(blasters pulsing)

(Force whooshing)

(exciting music)

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(blows thudding) (both grunting)

(Zaalbar growling)

(blasters pulsing)

(dramatic music continues)

(blow thuds)

(Zaalbar growls)

(T3-M4 beeping)

(blasters pulsing)

(lightsaber humming)

- Thanks, Bastila.

(Engineer groaning) (lightsabers clashing)

(dramatic music)

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(Engineer groaning) (lightsabers clashing)

(blasters pulsing)

(Mission whistles)

(T3-M4 beeping)

(blasters pulsing)

(blasters pulsing)

(blasters pulsing continues)

(Calo groans)

(blows thudding)

(Zaalbar growls)

(device whirring)

(mysterious music)

- It's a map.

Sorry.

(lightsabers humming)

- (groans) He's too strong.

- Together!

(Force whooshes)

(Darth Bandon yells)

(Darth Bandon groans)

(spaceship whooshing)

(lightsaber humming)

(dramatic music)

(Darth Bandon yells)

(lightsabers clashing)

(Darth Bandon groans)

(Force whooshing)

(Bastila laughs)

- Saved ya!

(both laughing)

(spaceship whooshing)

(dramatic music continues)

- [Darth Bandon] You failed.

- So did you.

(sinister music)

Next time, we'll go with my plan.

- There won't be a next time.

- May the best man win.

(jet pack whooshing)

(fire crackling)

(dramatic music)

- [Mission] You made it!

- Of course I did!

(Zaalbar growls)

- What did you find?

- This.

(exciting music) (device whirring)

- A map to the Star Forge.

(T3-M4 beeping)

- It's more like a puzzle, it's...

It's missing hyperspace coordinates.

- But it shows other planets with star maps of their own.

Tatooine, Kashyyyk,

Manaan, and Korriban.

- Where to first?

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