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[rumbling]

[dramatic music]

Captain Doza, sir.

Commander Pyre to see you.

Commander Pyre.

The pirate spy you were looking for is gone.

Therefore, I do not need this many stormtroopers

acting as security here.

The spy escaped.

Someone on this station helped her disappear.

I intend to find her accomplice.

Just remember, Pyre.

I am still in control here.

Not the First Order.

Of course, Captain.

Our job is simply to maintain order, as we agreed.

[chirping]

[chirping]

[tranquil music]

[snorts and croaks]

[gasps] Kel.

Hold tight, Eila!

[grunting]

Take it up slow.

[Eila] Come on, don't lose it.

[Kel] Steady. Whoa!

-We got it, we got it. -He's a feisty one.

-Steady... -Just hold on...

[Kel] We almost got him.

[both grunt]

[laughter]

At least we already caught a few for the day.

[sighs] Yeah.

What are you doing here?

Let's see some identification. Now.

We-- we don't have any identification.

We, um, we lost it.

Then you're coming with me.

Leave us alone.

Don't touch her!

[grunts, groans]

-Stop. Let me go! -[groans]

What the--

[grunts]

I think we're in trouble, Kel.

[tense music]

[heroic fanfare]

[beeping]

[electricity crackling]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[groans]

I can't believe Doza gave those stormtroopers

free run of the Colossus.

I mean, we have our own security droids

and we have the Aces.

There's no reason why they should be here.

Like I said before...

I feel a lot safer with them than without them.

Safer?

How could you feel safer?

I, too, feel far safer,

in a "threatened by the military" kind of way.

[beeping]

Uh-huh.

Well what do you think, Yeager?

Well, this is nothing new.

Just like the Empire, they add more security,

then take away your freedom,

all under the guise of their protection.

You grew up in an age of peace.

You have no idea what the Empire was like.

I know the stories.

My grandfather worked at an Imperial factory.

Put food on the table when he couldn't find work

anywhere else.

Did that make him evil?

You're just too young to understand, Tam.

The Empire exploited the vulnerable that--

Oh, I understand.

I understand that you're taking Kaz's side.

Again. [scoffs]

Big surprise there.

Excuse me. Some of us have actual work to do.

I will help you, Tam.

If you will graciously allow it.

Thanks, Neeku.

OK!

[chair scraping]

The Resistance put me here to spy on the First Order,

and here they are... everywhere.

Be careful. You get caught,

the First Order has a way of making people disappear.

[beeping]

Uh, speaking of spying...

Hey, there. You kids hungry?

-No. -Are you?

Hey, you guys shouldn't be up here

with all these troopers around.

That's why we're here, Kazuda.

We kind of...

uh, we sort of...

Could you just come with us.

Please.

Neeku, BB-8. Let's go.

I'm going, too.

I'm sorry, Tam. I think we've got this covered.

-It's better if we-- -I'm coming to help them, Kaz.

Not you.

I suppose you're going, too, Bucket.

[beeping]

[mumbling]

So why are you kids so quiet?

Whatever it is, it can't be that bad--

OK, OK, that's bad.

Very, very bad!

Uh, he's out cold.

Did you kids do this?

He tried to take us away.

Well, if he wakes up now, he's gonna kill us!

Kaz, stop being so dramatic.

[groans softly]

Oh!

Neeku!

Well, I didn't want him to kill us, Kaz.

These kids attacked an officer of the First Order.

And now we're involved, too.

We've got to turn ourselves in.

You're kidding, right?

They'll lock us up for good.

[distant chatter]

[gasps] OK, uh, we've got to get him out of here, fast.

Follow us.

[groaning]

[mysterious music]

[whispers] This way.

[tense music]

[grunting]

[both groaning]

Uh-oh.

What are you doing?

[thud]

Eh, he's fine.

He's wearing a helmet.

We are in so much trouble.

[groaning]

[moaning softly]

[chuckles nervously] Don't mind us.

Just, uh, need to let him rest a little.

[both moaning softly]

[groaning]

I still can't believe those kids knocked him out.

Right. We need a plan.

When that trooper wakes up, it's all--

[man] Over.

[static crackling]

Repeat. Trooper CS-515, you have not checked in.

Hello, I don't recognize your voi-- whoa!

Come in? Copy, CS-515, is that you?

Yeah, this is, uh, CS-515, over.

Having uh, comm-- uh, comm problems.

Affirmative, CS-515, head back to command.

We'll take a look at that transmitter.

Over.

[beeping]

I know, BB-8.

Now they'll be expecting him to report in.

Hmm.

Maybe he should report in.

Wait.

You're not seriously considering...

We need to find out what info they have.

I'll go topside as this trooper

and see if he reported the kids.

And what if he did?

Then I'll erase the incident from their database.

Just keep him out of sight until I come back.

That is a very creative

and yet extremely dangerous plan, Kaz.

Wha-- but what if he wakes up?

Neeku can deal with him;

he seems pretty good at that.

Oh.

Kaz. Whatever happens,

do not get caught.

Well, if I do, I hope the First Order is as friendly

as you think they are.

Ah! [groans]

[beeping]

[grunts] OK.

Ugh. This suit takes some getting used to.

I'm up.

[Neeku] Standing by on private channel.

Over. Hah!

[tense music]

You.

Who? Me?

Come with us.

Where were you, CS-515?

Right. Uh, must have been interference, sir.

I was, um, in the lower levels,

looking for, um, anything suspicious.

Fall in line.

Now.

[tense music]

Mmm. So, umm, long day, huh?

Yeah, I feel like I've verified the identity

of every citizen on this platform.

Oh, right.

I got so busy I forgot to log my latest census data.

Oh, then you better get over to the transport and upload it.

Cut the chatter, troopers.

CS-Squad. We have an incident.

We're heading to the Marketplace.

[sighs] Now to get on that transport.

[crowd booing and clamoring]

Sir, these protesters are refusing to leave.

Troopers, go home!

No First Order!

Free Colossus!

This is an illegal gathering.

Disperse, or face immediate arrest.

This is a free platform!

Go back to your own world!

We don't need your help.

Leave us alone!

Boo!

Hey! Stop. Stop!

Disperse now and move along.

Stop! I said stop!

Neeku, come in.

I am here, Ka--

I mean, CS-515. Over.

I'm gonna try and sneak aboard their transport

and access their mission logs.

I'll see if they know anything about the kids,

and anyone else for that matter.

Whoa!

[gibbering]

-OK... OK. -[gibbering]

Oh, right. Sorry.

Gotta keep these floors nice and clean.

[gibbering]

You know, this would go a lot faster

if you had a floor sweeper.

[gibbering]

I can't believe I got caught up in this.

I mean, I don't have a problem with the First Order.

They're just trying to keep everyone safe,

protect the platform from any danger.

It's strange that you would consider trusting

the First Order over your friends.

Well, OK, tell me.

Why are the troopers after you?

The First Order, they came to our world.

Started destroying everything.

Our family, our friends--

we escaped before they could get to us.

Wow.

I'm... so sorry.

But they must have had a reason to do that, right?

We don't know.

[Neeku] Um, guys?

Hey, guys. Mm, guys...

I think he is waking up.

What... where...

where am I?

Who are you people?

[beeping]

Good morning.

You are experiencing disorientation

associated with being knocked unconscious.

-What? -Because of this, your surroundings

might seem unfamiliar to you.

-Ah! -[growling]

Ah! Wha-- what is that?

-[shouts] -Whoa, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Take it easy. -Calm down. Calm down.

I'm-- I'm so tired.

Ah. Understood.

Well, allow me to help you go back to sleep then.

Oh... ah, thanks.

[electricity crackles]

That works, too.

[Kazuda] The transport.

This is my chance.

What was that, 515?

Oh, uh, routine inspection.

If you could just step aside, that'd be great, thanks.

[tense music]

Ah, there we go.

Let's see what the mission logs say.

[beeping]

Whew, OK.

Looks like the trooper never reported the incident with the kids.

Now, let's see what else the First Order's up to.

[beeping]

No. Locked out?

Ah!

[beeping] Oh, hello.

You, uh, you startled me.

[beeping]

Just doing my due diligence

and-and inputting my census data.

All done here.

[beeping]

A data rod? [gasps softly]

Great, that will have the information I need.

Droid, hand over that data rod.

The Commander is requesting it.

[beeping]

I'm sorry, but it's critical

I give it to the Commander.

[beeping]

Hey. What are you doing?

Ah!

I said, hand it over.

Ow!

Come on. Give it to me!

It's official business.

[straining] I need that data.

Ah!

[crash]

[sighs] There it is.

[beeping]

[shouts]

Ha. Pesky little droid.

[beeps]

You want your head? Huh? You want your head?

Then go get it.

[stormtrooper] CS-515.

What are you doing here?

Ah. I was just, uh...

[clears throat] I was, uh,

double-checking security feeds.

Is that so?

All right, let's move, 515.

Where to, sir?

We're going to see Commander Pyre.

Oh, um, yes. Right.

Of course.

Commander Pyre.

[sighs]

[barking]

I've been meaning to ask you, Doza.

Why did you leave the Empire all those years ago?

Ultimately it came down to a personal choice.

Though I wouldn't expect you to understand,

even if I explained why, Pyre.

Leave us, Captain.

This is still my office.

And these are my troops.

[beep]

I just received word from Captain Phasma.

A full garrison is armed and on its way.

Citizens may remain,

so long as they are sympathetic to the Order.

All others will be arrested or otherwise dealt with.

Yes, sir.

Now to your personal reports.

You heard him, CS-515.

-Report. -Report.

Yes, sir. We, um, rousted a fruit uprising.

Roughed up a few rabble rousers.

Um... that's about it, really.

Who's next?

Indeed.

You were correct, Sergeant.

This trooper's conditioning is erratic.

Perhaps even compromised.

Escort him to the transport

for a full mental wipe and reprogram.

[stammering] Reprogram?

Affirmative. Time for a brainscrape, 515.

No, really-- I'm-I'm--

ahem, I'm fine. Uh, totally fine.

No need to wipe my brain or anything.

-Halt! -[blasters firing]

After him!

Outta the way!

First Order coming through!

Tam! Neeku!

A little help!

Kaz, where have you been?

Long story. Meet me... somewhere.

Gotta get this armor off.

-[blasters fire] -Ah!

[crowd booing]

Whoa! Hey! Stop!

I didn't do anything!

[all booing]

Hey! Stop.

[blaster fires]

I'm in corridor G-9.

Near the market. Hurry!

Ooo, is that young man all right?

Uh, stay back.

He's, uh, very ill.

We're taking him to the med station.

[crowd booing]

We've lost him, sir.

Scan the area. That armor is linked to our trackers.

Got it. He's down that corridor.

G-9.

Oh, no! A dead end?

No, no, no, no.

[Neeku] Hello, Kaz!

Neeku!

Oh, I could kiss you.

Hmmm.

I'm sorry, Kaz, but I do not feel the same way about you.

398, what's taking so long?

Having a hard time scanning in these corridors.

Wait. Got him.

This way.

CS-515. Drop your weapon. Now!

[groans]

Hey.

Mmm. How'd I get here?

My head hurts.

Take him to Reconditioning.

Have you seen my green friend?

[chuckles] He's such a nice guy.

[chuckles]

[soft music]

OK, I think we're finally in the clear.

I checked the First Order's logs

and the trooper never reported the incident.

There's no record of you kids being here.

[sighs] Well, that's good.

But I have some bad news.

The First Order is sending a lot of reinforcements soon,

and I don't think they're coming to protect us.

[sighs] If you would have gotten caught, Kaz,

you would have put us all at risk.

At least you helped those kids.

Thanks. Both of you.

Kaz. My office. Now.

I hope you didn't get into too much trouble.

What did you find out with those kids?

They're cataloguing and ID-ing everyone on this platform.

Well, that's nothing new.

The First Order does that all the time.

I have this data rod. Maybe there's something more.

Worth a shot.

It looks like a system map.

What are all those red dots?

Too hard to tell.

Based on their location, they could be First Order fleets.

Impossible. Not even the New Republic Navy has that many.

I can tell you one thing.

If those are ships and the First Order

is preparing for war, they're gonna need a way to refuel.

You mean, the Colossus?

It's perfect for a military supply line.

That's why they want this station.

And they'll destroy every one of us to get it.

[heroic fanfare]

[theme music playing]