[low-pitched rumbling]
[metallic groaning, creaking]
[TIE fighters screech]
PROBE DROID: [warble]
[♪ exotic metal song]
[crash] PROBE DROID: [warble, beep]
[♪ exotic metal song continues]
[♪ song fades] PRAUF: Listen, I don't wanna upset your rhythm, Cal, but the boss wants a word.
PRAUF (offscreen): Could be good for us...
PRAUF (offscreen): Here he is, chief.
DROID FOREMAN: An error has been detected on line 10-A. Hauler clamps are jammed.
DROID FOREMAN: I need two workers to climb up and secure the cables.
CAL: That's not an easy maneuver...
DROID FOREMAN: The guild will double your pay for this shift.
PRAUF: C'mon, Cal... a little extra score - that couldn't hurt, huh?
CAL: Okay.
PRAUF: [chuckles] All right. Let's go!
DROID FOREMAN: Get to work!
PRAUF: This way!
CAL: I'm right behind you!
[indistinct chatter]
PRAUF: Sorry, Cal!
CAL: Don't worry about it!
PRAUF: Up here!
PRAUF: After you, kid.
[TIE fighters screech overhead]
[distant thunder]
PRAUF: Will you look at that?
PRAUF: A Separatist ship... Haven't seen a Lucrehulk in ages.
CAL: Yeah... ages.
PRAUF: Breaking *her* will be big money!
PRAUF: All right. Let's go.
[cargo barge rumbles]
FEMALE SCRAPPER: Look out!
MALE SCRAPPER: Heads up!
[crash] PRAUF: The hell?!
CAL: Hey, you okay?
PRAUF: Yeah, I'm good.
PRAUF: Ladder's out, though...
PRAUF: Gonna have to find another way.
CAL: Yeah, no problem. I'll improvise.
PRAUF: See ya there, pal.
DROID: Depart this barge immediately! You are not approved trash.
CAL: I'm trash. Just not approved trash.
MALE SCRAPPER 1: Look! The ship cutter is here. There it goes!
[laser cutter crackles]
MALE SCRAPPER 2 (offscreen): Hey, we should get moving. MALE SCRAPPER 1 (offscreen): Yep, good looking out.
[distant clank, rumble]
MALE SCRAPPER: Hurry! We gotta finish before they start cutting this wing.
FEMALE SCRAPPER (offscreen): [alien language]
MALE SCRAPPER (offscreen): I'm working as fast as I can!
PRAUF: Cal! Use the manual override lever below.
CAL: Got it. Your turn!
[mechanical whir]
PRAUF (offscreen): [grunts]
[clunk, hiss] PRAUF (offscreen): Hold on!
PRAUF (offscreen): All right! Clamp secured!
[thud] CAL: Whoa!
PRAUF (offscreen): You okay?
CAL: Still here!
PRAUF (offscreen): Agh! Gave me a fright there, pal!
[click] CAL: Done!
[mechanical whir] PRAUF (offscreen): Hang on, I got this!
PRAUF (offscreen): [strains with effort] [clunk, hiss]
PRAUF (offscreen): We're done. Get on up here.
PRAUF: Come take a look at this.
PRAUF: It's a Jedi fighter!
PRAUF: What a score! It's a real scrapper's payday!
PRAUF: I mean, this heap's been here... what, four years?
CAL: Five...
PRAUF: Ha! Whoever flew this went down in a blaze of glory!
PRAUF: Those Jedi... Real tragedy.
PRAUF (offscreen): You know, I-I've always said - they couldn't all be traitors.
CAL: Yeah, maybe.
PRAUF (offscreen): [sighs] I guess it's just our lucky day.
PRAUF (offscreen): Empire's gonna get a lot of good material out of it.
PRAUF: Ya know... here we are, scrapping these ships from the war just so they can turn around and make new ones.
PRAUF (offscreen): What a racket, huh? All of us - risking our necks for the bosses.
PRAUF: And the pay was better back during the Republic, too.
CAL: Hey, you really should watch what you say. Prauf: Listen to me...
PRAUF: ... Finder's fee like this? Could be your ticket off this soggy rock.
CAL: What makes you think I want outta here?
PRAUF: [laughs] C'mon, Cal. You're a young guy...
PRAUF: You don't wanna end up like me.
PRAUF: [sigh] Eventually, you gotta move on and live your life. Find your destiny.
[laser cutter activates]
CAL: Whatever you say. Hey, we should get back down.
PRAUF: You're not listening to me now--
[clang] PRAUF: What was that?
[cable creaking, snapping]
[grunt] PRAUF: Cal, look out!
[metal groaning]
PRAUF: [groan]
PRAUF: [cries out]
[creature growls]
CAL: Prauf! You okay?
PRAUF: Cal! I-I can't climb up!
PROBE DROID: [warble] CAL: Prauf, just hang on!
PRAUF: I'm slipping!
CAL: No! Don't let go!
PRAUF: I... I can't hold on!
CAL: Prauf! No!
[thud]
[clang] PRAUF: Oh!
CAL: You okay, Prauf?
PRAUF: I... I'm all right. Just pinned down.
CAL: Pilot's gone!
CAL: I'll get us out of here! Just hang on!
PRAUF: Watch out, Cal! [creature roars]
CAL: Look out! [crash]
CAL: This thing is barely flying!
CAL: Hold on!
[loud crash]
CAL: Prauf, you all right? Prauf: [grunt] Yeah...yeah.
[both grunting, straining with exertion]
[loud clang]
PRAUF: (with effort) Okay... we gotta... Cal: We gotta move. C'mon.
PRAUF: [groan] The hell happened?
PRAUF: [labored breathing]
PRAUF: What was that back there? Was it-- Was that you?
PRAUF: Wh-- Th-that was the force, wasn't it?
CAL: Just forget what you saw, okay? Please, trust me!
PRAUF: No, I've seen them... I-I've... I've seen the stories, I've heard it.
PRAUF: There's bounties out on people like you! Cal: Prauf, I know!
CAL: ... I know.
PRAUF: [shaken] Yeah...all right.
PRAUF: Uh... we need to be careful.
CAL: (quietly) Yeah. Prauf: Yeah.
PRAUF: You holdin' up okay?
CAL: [sigh] Good, yeah. You?
PRAUF: Yeah. [soft chuckle]
PRAUF: [sigh] Cal...
PRAUF: I've been working with you some time now...
PRAUF: I've never seen you do anything like that before.
PRAUF: Hmph, we've been through some hell together... [chuckle] So...
PRAUF: I know the risk that you took for me.
PRAUF: I just... I don't know how to repay you.
CAL: (hushed) Don't mention it.
CAL: (hushed) And I mean it.
PRAUF: Um... you don't have to worry about me...
PRAUF: Bu... but this place...
PRAUF: ... it's not safe.
PRAUF: Maybe you should, you know, disappear.
CAL: (hushed) Just gotta head back to my place, grab my bag.
CAL: (hushed) Tabbers owes me a favor.
PRAUF: Mm. I heard he was up on, uh, Nar Shaddaa?
CAL: Yeah...
CAL: You won't be seein' me for a while, Prauf.
PRAUF: Yeah... yeah, okay.
PRAUF: Okay, Cal.
CAL: [exhales softly]
CAL: Prauf?
[door control beeps]
CAL: Prauf, wait up.
[door control beeps]
CAL: (confused) Where you goin'?
[door control beeps in error]
[door control beeps in error]
ASTROMECH DROID: [whistle] [beep]
[alarm blares]
CAL: [gasps]
CAL: [cries out]
JARO TAPAL: Apprentice, mark well and listen.
CAL: (shaken) Master...
JARO TAPAL: Trust only in the Force.
CAL: [gasp]
CAL: Train is stopped.
PRAUF: Yeah...
PRAUF: Something's goin' on.
STORMTROOPER: Everybody up! Identification ready.
STORMTROOPER: Move out and line up!
PRAUF: Probably just another contraband inspection.
[ship screeches overhead]
[♪ ominous]
SECOND SISTER: Is this all of them?
PURGE TROOPER: Yes, Second Sister.
SECOND SISTER: We seek a dangerous fugitive.
SECOND SISTER: This is no common anarchist...
SECOND SISTER (offscreen): ... but a devotee of the treasonous Jedi Order.
NINTH SISTER: [growl]
SECOND SISTER (offscreen): Failure to turn over this traitor...
SECOND SISTER: ... will result in a charge of sedition.
SECOND SISTER: Turn yourself in...
SECOND SISTER (offscreen): ... or everyone present shall face summary execution.
[panicked breaths]
PRAUF: (hesitantly) I think... it's time someone came forward.
CAL: [tense breaths]
PRAUF: I, uh...
PRAUF: I've been workin' on this heap a long time.
PRAUF: Way before the war.
PRAUF (offscreen): We refit and rebuilt ships. Best in the galaxy.
PRAUF: Then came the Empire.
PRAUF: And engineers became scrappers.
PRAUF: The workers... [shaky breath] ... just started getting worked.
CAL: (hushed) Prauf...
PRAUF: But we all know the truth...
PRAUF: We're just... too afraid to say it.
PRAUF: To the Empire, we're all just expendable!
SECOND SISTER: Yes... you are.
PRAUF: [groan]
PRAUF: [whimper]
CAL: NOOO!
CAL: [cries out in anger]
SECOND SISTER: Look at this... a lightsaber!
CAL: [groan]
NINTH SISTER: I found the Jedi!
CAL: [yells]
CAL: AAAHH!
CAL: [groans]
STORMTROOPER: What was that? Checking out the disturbance.
CAL: [groan] That hurts.
STORMTROOPER: Hold it, don't move!
STORMTROOPER: How'd you get here?
CAL: Easy now...
STORMTROOPER: Got a stowaway.
CAL: Wait, you don't need to call this in.
STORMTROOPER: Quiet! This is TK-8190...
STORMTROOPER: Th- Jedi!
STORMTROOPER 1: Did you hear that over the comm?
STORMTROOPER 2: (surprised) A Jedi? Stay sharp.
STORMTROOPER 1: They won't get past us.
STORMTROOPER 1: It's the traitor! Blast him!
STORMTROOPER 2: I can't hit him!
STORMTROOPER 2: How did you kill- [groan]
STORMTROOPER 3: Contact confirmed. Shoot to kill!
STORMTROOPER 4: Just you and me now!
STORMTROOPER 5: Break's over!
STORMTROOPER 5: All right, get him!
STORMTROOPER 6: I've sealed the cargo door!
STORMTROOPER 6: Guess I'll get all the rewards for this!
CAL: One way out....
CAL: Get to the front. Stop the train.
CAL: Whoa, no!
CAL: Need cover!
CAL: Gotta move in between bursts.
CAL: Now!
CAL: Faster!
STORMTROOPER: He's here! I'm ready for you, trait--
STORMTROOPER: [scream]
CAL: He shot the coupling out...
CAL: Gotta get down!
CAL: Agh!
CAL: [cries out]
CAL: [pant]
CAL: No no no no no!
CAL: Aah!
CAL: Whoa! This is bad!
CAL: Only way is up...
[explosions] CAL: Whoa!
[distant blaster fire]
WOMAN: We're here to help!
CAL: Who are you?
WOMAN: No time! Keep moving! We'll pick you up when we can!
[♪ exciting]
STORMTROOPER: I found him!
STORMTROOPER: Let's take him on!
STORMTROOPER: Watch it!
STORMTROOPER 1: G-Get the Jedi!
STORMTROOPER 1: Someone else attack him! [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 2: You're not getting out of here alive!
STORMTROOPER 2: [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 3: Enemy position reached!
STORMTROOPER 3: Agh!
STORMTROOPER 4: I'll get you!
STORMTROOPER 4: [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 5: You! End him!
STORMTROOPER 6: I'm watching you!
STORMTROOPER 6: I can beat him!
[bang, screech] CAL: What now?
CAL: Train's stopped...?
CAL: [gasp]
CAL: This can't be good...
CAL: Whoa!
CAL: Agh!
WOMAN: Jump now!
WOMAN: Hold on!
[blaster fire]
WOMAN: No!
[♪ tense]
DROID: [wails]
SECOND SISTER: Going somewhere?
SECOND SISTER: I recognize that stance. Perhaps you've had some training after all.
SECOND SISTER: Who was your master, padawan?
SECOND SISTER: Someone I killed, perhaps?
SECOND SISTER: What Jedi gave their life so that *you* might live?
CAL: [cries out]
CAL: [forceful grunt]
SECOND SISTER: Do not test my patience.
CAL: Ugh! Oh! Oof!
CAL: [groan]
WOMAN: Get on board!
CAL: [groan]
WOMAN: Captain!
[lightsaber activates]
[controls beeping]
CAL: [gasp]
[rumbling]
PILOT: [exclaims]
PILOT: [grunt]
CAL: [shaky breaths]
PILOT: (delicately) Okay, shut that thing off and grab some seat.
CAL: Thanks for the help. But who are you people?
WOMAN: My name is Cere Junda.
CERE: And this is my captain, Greez Dritus.
GREEZ: How you doin'?
GREEZ: Yeah, the Mantis is my ship, but you better pay attention to this lady here.
CERE: So, who are you?
CAL: Cal... Kestis.
CAL: Who was that back there?
CERE: An Imperial Inquisitor.
CERE: She's a Force user hunting Jedi survivors.
CERE: And now that she knows who *you* are, she will not stop until she destroys you.
CAL: How do you know so much? And why'd you help me?
CERE: We track Imperial communications.
CERE: We heard the Inquisitors were heading to Bracca, so we made our move.
CAL: Oh yeah?
CAL: How much is the bounty on Jedi these days anyway?
GREEZ: That's gratitude for ya!
CERE: Look, I get it.
CERE: You've been surviving on your own for so long that it's impossible to trust anyone.
CERE: And it's what's kept you alive...
CERE: ... but this is about something bigger than just surviving.
CAL: Like what?
CERE: Like rebuilding the Jedi Order.
CAL: You two?...
CAL: Anybody else?
GREEZ: Oh, we're not good enough for you?
CAL: The Jedi Council?
CERE: They're gone.
CAL: (softly) Oh.
CAL: So I'm all you've got.
CERE: Captain, set a course for Bogano.
GREEZ: Aye-aye.
CERE: In the meantime, try and relax.
CERE: Go. You're safe.
CERE: For now...
PRAUF: (echoing) You gotta move on and live your life...
PRAUF: (echoing) Find your destiny.
PRAUF: (echoing) Cal, look out!
CAL: [gasp]
GREEZ: You were talking in your sleep.
GREEZ: [chuckle] Weirdo.
CAL: [soft groan]
[♪ strums notes on instrument]
[♪ plays melody]
CERE: That song...
CERE: I wrote it, years ago.
CERE: You touch an object and witness events connected to it.
CERE: You *feel* its history.
CAL: It's an... echo in the Force from the object.
CERE: Not many Jedi have that skill.
CAL: How would you know that?
CERE: [deep sigh]
CERE: I was once a Jedi...
CERE: But not anymore.
CAL: Do I know you?
CERE: No...
CERE: But I knew your master, Jaro Tapal.
CERE: He was a true guardian of the Republic.
CAL: (guarded) He was a hero.
CAL: Listen...
CAL: Something happened to me during the Purge.
CAL: I survived, but...
CAL: My connection to the Force is damaged.
CAL: When I meditate, if I let my guard down I lose control... and it's like I'm back in that moment when--
CERE: You survived, Cal.
CERE: And you're not alone. Not anymore.
GREEZ (over intercom): We're comin' up on our destination.
[♪ breezy]
CERE: This is Bogano.
CERE: A Jedi I knew discovered it before the Purge.
CERE: You won't find it on any maps.
CAL: The Empire doesn't know this place exists? CERE: No.
CAL: So, what's the plan?
CAL: We... hide out here?
CERE: We're done hiding, Cal.
CERE: See that structure over there?
CERE: I believe that vault holds the key to rebuilding the Jedi Order.
CERE: But... it requires someone strong in the Force to pass its test.
CAL: And since you're not a Jedi anymore that's why you need *me*.
CERE: I know you don't trust me.
CERE: And I'm not really sure I trust you.
CERE: But we have a common enemy, and a common cause.
CERE: I'll share more of my plan after you reach the vault.
CERE: But, until then...
CERE: ... there's someone here I think you should meet.
CERE: May the Force be with you.
CAL: Guess I'm looking for a Jedi, then.
CAL: But if there's already one here, why does Cere need *me*?
CAL: This looks like a safe place to meditate. Just need to focus my mind.
CAL: [heavy breaths]
DROID: [beep, trill]
CAL: Hey... BD-1. I'm Cal.
BD-1: [whistle]
CAL: Uh, yeah I'm okay. I'm just... I'm looking for someone.
BD-1: [inquisitive boop] CAL: No, not you.
CAL: I'm searching for a... a Jedi. I think.
BD-1: [excited beep]
CAL: Hold on, y-you know the Jedi? What do you know?
BD-1: [excited whistle] CAL: Wait, hold on!
CAL: Did you just slice that...? Thanks.
CAL: That's the vault Cere mentioned. Whoever I'm supposed to find must be waiting there.
CAL: Any ideas? Gotta get across this gap somehow.
BD-1: [whistle, beep]
CAL: A zipline?
BD-1: [affirmative boop]
CAL: (excited) Whoa!
BD-1: [jubilant chirp]
CAL: How'd you know that would work? BD-1: [boop]
CAL: Wait... you didnt?
CAL: Careful over there! That doesn't look safe.
BD-1: [enthusiastic whistle]
CAL: Just like back at the scrapyard.
BOGLING: [screech]
BD-1: [angry beep] CAL: Hold on, BD-1, I'm coming!
BOG RAT: [hiss]
CAL: Hey! That was pretty brave. You okay?
BD-1: [sad warble]
CAL: Wait. I can help you with that.
CAL: Will you let me?
BD-1: [curious beep]
CAL: (startled) Oh! [laughs] Okay!
CAL: Hmm...
CAL: Well [sigh] your scomp link is busted, but this should help you get moving for now.
[tool crackling]
CAL: Okay. Try that.
BD-1: [lively whistle]
CAL: The vault... Yeah, that's where I was headed, too.
BD-1: [whistle, beep]
CAL: Okay, well... first we gotta figure out a way outta this place.
CAL: Uh, BD... That's a little small for me.
CAL: Don't worry, I'll find my own way out.
CAL: Tight fit, but this should work.
CAL: [cries out]
CAL: [groan]
BD-1: [concerned beep]
CAL: Yeah... I'm all right. [grimace]
BD-1: [beep, trill]
CAL: (surprised) Oh.
CAL: A healing stim?
CAL: You're full of surprises.
[healing stim hisses]
CAL: [relieved sigh]
CAL: That's better. Thanks, little droid.
BD-1: [beep-beep]
CAL: Okay, let's try this again.
CAL: (surprised) Oh, uh...
CAL: Okay. [laughs]
CAL: Here. Hop on board.
[♪ jaunty]
CAL: That's where we need to go. I can feel it.
BD-1: [boop]
BD-1: [beep-boop]
CAL: You've mapped everywhere we've been!
BD-1: [eager beep]
CAL: I can't make it over there. We gotta find another way.
BD-1: [sad boop]
[♪ foreboding]
CAL: Hey, BD-1!
BD-1: [boop-boop]
CAL: See something in there?
[lizard feet pattering]
YOUNG CAL: [grunt] JARO TAPAL: Try again.
YOUNG CAL: [sigh] It's difficult, Master.
JARO TAPAL: Yes, the path is difficult.
JARO TAPAL: It may seem impossible, but with persistence and the Force as your ally, you will overcome any obstacle...
JARO TAPAL: ... You will master any path.
JARO TAPAL: Now, do what you must to reach me.
JARO TAPAL (offscreen): Good. Again!
JARO TAPAL (offscreen): Now, reach my position.
CAL: I did it! With persistence and the Force as my ally.
BD-1: [inquisitive beep]
CAL: Just remembering old tricks.
CAL: Think you can show me that shortcut again?
BD-1: [enthusiastic beep]
[♪ intrepid]
CAL: Race you there?
BD-1: [excited trill]
CAL: [chuckling] Whoaaa! It's on!
BD-1: [taunting beep] CAL: We're not finished yet!
BD-1: [indignant beep] CAL: Okay, okay. You probably woulda won...
CAL: ... Probably.
[♪ mysterious]
[deep rumbling]
CAL: [soft exhale]
CAL: [quiet gasp]
CAL: Amazing...
BD-1: [excited whistle]
CAL: Hmm...
CAL: You all right, BD?
HOLOGRAM: Well done, whoever you are.
HOLOGRAM: You have passed the test I left behind...
HOLOGRAM: ... and gained access to the Vault and this recording...
HOLOGRAM: ... one of many encrypted logs stored in the droid.
HOLOGRAM: I am Master Eno Cordova.
CORDOVA: I may not know your name but I know your purpose.
CORDOVA: The fate of the Jedi Order lies in your hands.
CORDOVA: This... place – this... Vault is a sacred temple...
CORDOVA: ... built by a vanished civilization known as the Zeffo.
CORDOVA: Meditating here I was granted a premonition through the Force...
CORDOVA: A vision of doom.
CORDOVA: I have placed inside this Vault a Jedi holocron...
CORDOVA: ... containing a list of the names and locations of young Force-sensitives throughout the galaxy.
CORDOVA: Ahead you will find the inner chamber of the Vault, but also another test.
CORDOVA: I can only trust this holocron to someone who has followed my path and understands.
CORDOVA: Seek out the hidden tombs of the Three Sages...
CORDOVA: ... and learn to perceive the mysteries of the Force as the Zeffo once did.
CORDOVA: In this droid you will find everything you need to succeed on this journey.
CORDOVA: Go to the Zeffo homeworld.
CORDOVA: There... you will find peace in the eye of the storm.
CORDOVA: Good luck, Jedi.
CORDOVA: And may the Force be with you.
CAL: I guess you were the someone I was supposed to meet.
BD-1: [affirmative beep]
CAL: (softly) Hm.
CAL: [inhale] You know I've been alone for... a while now.
CAL: Without any purpose, just... hiding.
CAL: It's no way to live.
CAL: Not for a Jedi.
CAL: Or a droid. [soft chuckle]
CAL: Maybe Cere was right...
CAL: Maybe we're done hiding.
CAL: [quiet sigh]
CAL: Hey...
CAL: You wanna meet some, uh...
CAL: Friends of mine?
BD-1: [elated whistle]
CAL: [laughs softly]
CAL: I think I found what you wanted me to see.
BD-1: [beep, whistle] CERE (over radio): Sounds like you did. We'll be waiting.
[sound of door opening]
CAL: This hilt belonged to Cordova.
CAL: Feels weird to say about someone I've never met but... it's kinda comforting.
BD-1: [boop]
CAL: I agree. This place *is* special.
CAL: I added his hilt to mine. I wanna keep a piece of him with us.
BD-1: [curious beep]
CAL: What's that?
BD-1: [whistle, boop]
CORDOVA: My friend, it appears the Zeffo had some interest...
CORDOVA: ... in Dathomir.
CORDOVA: Strange...
CORDOVA: ... for such a peaceful culture to have any sort of fascination with a place so dark.
CERE: You passed the test.
CAL: So you knew about BD-1.
CERE: (pleased) Come on board. We'll talk inside.
CAL: Oh. BD-1, this is Greez. Hey, Greez!
GREEZ: What is that?! BD-1: [beep]
GREEZ: Get off my sofa! Get... Get off my sofa! Go! Get outta there! Get out!
CAL: *That* is BD-1. He's with us.
GREEZ: I don't care who he's with! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get oil stains out of potolli-weave fabric?
CAL: Not really.
GREEZ: [frustrated sigh] I hope you found something better out there than this droid.
CAL: Oh, calm down, Greez. He did.
CAL: Tell us, Cal.
CAL: The Vault was built by an ancient civilization called the Zeffo.
CAL: A Jedi named Eno Cordova hid something inside of it.
CERE: What did he hide inside?
CAL: A holocron from the Archives.
CAL: It contains a list of Force-sensitive children.
CERE: [brief chuckle] The next generation of Jedi. I knew it!
CERE: Ah, Cordova, you old fool. [chuckle]
CAL: You knew him?
CERE: Yes! A long time ago.
CERE: I was his apprentice.
CERE: Cordova was a loner. That little droid and I are probably the only ones that know about Bogano.
GREEZ: Hold on. Wait a minute- wait a minute. A holo-what?
CERE: A holocron.
CERE: It stores information but only accessible to Jedi.
CERE: Hang on, I think I have one around here.
CERE: Use the Force.
CAL: [exhale]
RECORDING: This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi.
RECORDING: I regret to report that both our Jedi Order and the Republic have fallen.
CERE: With that list of Force-sensitives, we could rebuild the Jedi Order and defeat the Empire.
GREEZ: Okay, no problem. Let's get it!
CAL: Well, except the holocron is hidden deep inside the Vault and to get it we have to follow Cordova's path.
CAL: He mentioned something about the planet Dathomir and a Zeffo homeworld.
GREEZ: Well, where're we going? Now, I'm just asking 'cause I was thinking of maybe making some food.
CAL: Look, before we do anything... I need to know something.
CAL: How come you're no longer a Jedi?
CERE: I had an experience that... [sigh] changed my perspective.
CERE: So I cut myself off from the Force.
CAL: But you still wanna rebuild the Order.
CERE: I believe that rebuilding the Order is the best chance we have against the Empire.
CERE: What do you believe?
CAL: I believe I can't keep hiding from the Empire so I don't really have a choice.
CERE: Cal, as long as you're alive you will *always* have a choice.
CERE: Are you with us?
CAL: We're in. BD-1: [boop-beep]
GREEZ: Dathomir or Zeffo? It's your choice.
GREEZ (offscreen): Ah, Zeffo. My favorite place.
BD-1: [beep-boop] CERE: You remember me...
CERE: I came to Bogano looking for my former master, Eno Cordova.
BD-1: [friendly warble]
CERE: Hi to you, too.
CERE: You two must have spent a lot of time together alone on that planet.
BD-1: [sad boop]
CERE: He must have left right after you were activated.
CERE: [inhale] Do you remember the last thing Cordova said to you?
CORDOVA (recording): Good luck, Jedi. May the Force be with you.
CERE: The log left for Cal...
CERE: Nothing else?
BD-1: [dejected boop]
GREEZ: All right, kid. Sit down, we're here.
GREEZ: Heck of a storm brewin' down there. This might not be the best time to land.
CERE: Ah, something's strange. Those winds are interfering with our comms.
CAL: Hey, Cordova mentioned something about "peace in the eye of the storm"...
CAL: Well, I can just make out a settlement in the middle of it.
CERE: Then we have to get there.
GREEZ: Copy that. [keys clacking]
CAL: [grunt]
GREEZ: Couple bumps ain't gonna kill ya, kid. [chuckle]
GREEZ: (muttering) Unless the wind picks up.
BD-1: [woop-beep-beep] GREEZ: Can you tell that bucket of bolts to keep his opinion to himself please?
CERE: (firmly) I'm sure everything's under control.
GREEZ: Of course it's under control. It's just a little tricky.
GREEZ: Okay, hold on... hold on... hold on!
[loud thud] [all groan]
GREEZ: Ha! Perfect landing. [chuckle] Greezy money, baby.
CERE: Uh-huh, but I'm still getting a lot of interference on the comms.
CERE: It's gonna take me a minute to get them back up.
CAL: I'll search for signs of Cordova in the meantime.
CERE: Good. I'll be in touch... once I crack this.
[♪ enigmatic]
[blaster fire]
STORMTROOPER 1: Charge forward!
STORMTROOPER 2: I just need to focus...
STORMTROOPER 2: Gah!
BD-1: [beep-boop]
[radio static] CERE (over radio): Cal, can you hear me?
CAL: The Empire... they found Zeffo.
CERE (over radio): If they were following the Mantis, we would've been swarmed already.
CAL: Could they be looking for the tombs?
CERE (over radio): Let's hope not.
CERE (over radio): Just got our comms working. I'll try the same workaround to crack into theirs.
CAL: Whoa. That's gotta be one of the Zeffo.
BD-1: [boop-boop] CAL: Guess we're on the right track, huh, BD?
CAL: Whoo! Wasn't expecting this.
BD-1: [inquisitive beep] CAL: It's a giant Zeffo statue. Kinda thought there would be Zeffo stuff inside.
BD-1: [affirmative whistle]
BD-1: [beep-boop-beep]
CAL: A scomp link?
CAL: Yeah, you're right – I think I could replace yours with this.
CAL: Let's get you fixed up.
[tool crackling]
CAL: Hows... that?
BD-1: [approving woop]
CAL: [laugh]
STORMTROOPER 1: Ugh... why are we even still here? There's nothing on this planet!
STORMTROOPER 2: Well, maybe there're some historic artifacts or something. I mean, we *are* digging.
STORMTROOPER 1: Ah, who cares about rocks and pottery anyway?
STORMTROOPER 2: Obviously the Empire does – else we wouldn't be here.
STORMTROOPER 1: Ah, shut up!
[controls beeping]
HOLOGRAM: In accordance with the Emperor's will, we've occupied Zeffo, redistributing its inhabitants.
HOLOGRAM: This planet has failed to yield significant data or relics for Project Auger.
HOLOGRAM: It's electromagnetic winds have rendered the bulk of our mining technology useless.
HOLOGRAM: Meanwhile, more stormtroopers lose their lives to dangerous fauna.
HOLOGRAM: We will not be able to fulfill our directive here.
HOLOGRAM: It is my recommendation that we disband the project and leave a token outpost to keep scavengers from stealing our technology.
CAL: I found something.
CERE (over radio): What do they know?
CAL: No mention of Cordova. I don't think the Empire knows he's been here.
CERE (over radio): Then we have the advantage. For now.
STORMTROOPER 1: Hostile! Get ready!
STORMTROOPER 2: [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 1: [gasp]
STORMTROOPER 1: [groan]
[♪ foreboding]
CAL: There's a storm up ahead.
CAL: Something about it crippled the Empire's equipment.
CAL: I can feel something pulling me there... Beyond the storm.
CERE (over radio): Follow it. Let the Force sharpen your instincts.
CAL: All right. I'll do my best.
CAL: I've never seen a storm do that before.
BD-1: [amazed whistle]
CAL: Yeah, it's incredible.
BD-1: [boop]
CORDOVA (recording): My friend, I believe this to be the earliest Zeffo site we've uncovered yet.
CORDOVA (recording): Despite my reservations, I cannot chase the Bogano Vault from my mind.
CORDOVA (recording): Its visions shaped the direction of an entire culture!
CORDOVA (recording): I must understand why.
CAL: I'm in the tomb. It's massive.
CERE (over radio): And the Empire?
CAL: No sign of them down here.
CERE (over radio): What about Cordova?
CAL: [sigh] Still not sure what I'm supposed to find. He's a little...
CERE (over radio): Eccentric? [scoff] Tell me about it.
CERE (over radio): But he wouldn't send us here for his amusement. Keep an open mind.
[rumbling, sound of grinding stone]
CAL: [groan]
CAL: [groan]
YOUNG CAL: [groan]
JARO TAPAL: Focus.
JARO TAPAL: The Jedi do not seek aggression, but we stand against it.
JARO TAPAL: The Force is there to shield us.
JARO TAPAL: The obstacles in your path define the path.
JARO TAPAL: What stands in the way becomes the way.
JARO TAPAL: Now, try again.
YOUNG CAL: [deep breath]
YOUNG CAL: [forceful grunt]
JARO TAPAL: Good. Continue.
JARO TAPAL: Faster now. Complete the test.
[rocks crumbling] CAL: What stands in the way becomes the way.
CAL: I did it!
CORDOVA: My friend, take a look at the detail on this bark!
CORDOVA: The distinctive striations...
CORDOVA: It can only be a wroshyr tree from Kashyyyk.
CORDOVA: It's time to call on an old friend.
CORDOVA: If the Zeffo had contact with Kashyyyk...
CORDOVA: ... there is a good chance Chieftain Tarfful will know about it.
[♪ intense]
CAL: Hyah! BD-1: [beep-boop]
[deep resonant ringing]
[deep resonant ringing]
CAL: Moving out.
[resonant ringing]
[resonant ringing]
CERE (over radio): What did you find?
CAL: The Zeffo went to Kashyyyk. Cordova mentioned someone named Tarfful.
CERE (over radio): Mm. A Wookie chieftain. They were old friends.
CAL: Think he's still around?
CERE (over radio): There's only one way to find out...
CERE (over radio): We have to go to Kashyyyk.
CAL: Did we just open the way for the Empire?
BD-1: [uncertain beep]
[loud bang]
STORMTROOPER: Get down here!
STORMTROOPER: [groan]
STORMTROOPER (in distance): I'll take you down!
STORMTROOPER (in distance): Target has the high ground!
STORMTROOPER: Your efforts are meaningless!
STORMTROOPER (in distance): I need to reload.
STORMTROOPER: No one's ever escaped us!
STORMTROOPER: [cries out]
CERE (over radio): Cal! The Empire's identified you as the Jedi from Bracca.
CERE (over radio): They're searching for the Mantis as we speak.
CAL: Can't you move the Mantis?
CERE (over radio): [sigh] It's too risky to start the engine. Its power discharge will draw their attention immediately.
CAL: I'll be back as fast as I can.
CERE (over radio): Cal, we've got a walker firing on us, and our weapons are down! [distant blaster fire]
GREEZ (over radio): Is that him? Tell him he better get his butt--
[blaster fire over radio]
CAL: Hold on, I'm on my way!
GREEZ: Nice work out there, kid! Hey, you got some real moves on ya. Ha!
GREEZ: Just tell me that this visit wasn't for nothin'.
CAL: I found the tomb of a Zeffo Sage.
CAL: They definitely used the Force.
CERE: An advanced civilization of Force-wielders who mysteriously vanished...
CERE: No wonder Master Cordova became so obsessed with them.
CERE: What else did you find?
CAL: Before they disappeared, the Zeffo journeyed to the planet Kashyyyk.
GREEZ: [groan]
CAL: Cordova had a Wookie friend named Tarfful. Maybe we can find him.
GREEZ: Kashyyyk? I- Look, things are really bad down there.
GREEZ: The... The Empire's muscling in on those Wookies big time.
CAL: Then we better get ready for a fight.
GREEZ: [irritated sigh]
CERE: I think this lifestyle suits you.
CERE: Fighting that walker seems to have made you more confident.
CERE: [sigh] So... how are you holding up?
CAL: You mean with the Force?
CERE: Yes, with the Force.
CERE: I know you said it could... be overwhelming.
CAL: Haven't gotten myself killed yet. [exhale]
CAL: Rather not talk about it.
CERE: Yeah, well... I understand.
CERE: More than you realize.
CAL: Well, why'd you choose to stop using the Force?
CERE: When the Purge started, and our... clone troops turned against us...
CERE: ... my Padawan and I took several younglings and we went into hiding.
CERE: But... we didn't last long.
CERE: Imperial patrol was about to discover our location so...
CERE: I tried to lure them away from my padawan, Trilla.
CERE: She stayed behind with the younglings...
CERE: But... they caught me...
CERE: And they tortured me.
CERE: They wanted to know about the others and how many were left, but...
CERE: Mostly they wanted to know about...
CERE: ... Cordova. And where he went.
CAL: But you escaped.
CERE: (softly) Yeah...
CERE: There was a prison riot.
CERE: I saw my opportunity and I took it.
CERE: But they almost broke me...
CERE: And I am not the same as I was, Cal.
CAL: Your padawan...
CAL: Did she survive?
CERE: No.
CERE: But that's why we can't give up.
CERE: We can't let the sacrifice of those closest to us... [inhale]
CERE: ... be for nothing.
BD-1 (offscreen): [musical noises]
GREEZ: Wait, what? Wh-what is that thing saying?
GREEZ: I don't know why people have droids.
CERE: Tell that to *him*. He can understand you.
GREEZ: He can?
BD-1: [boop-beep]
GREEZ: Look... [sheepish chuckle] I didn't mean anything by it.
BD-1: [beep]
GREEZ: Droids just freak me out.
BD-1: [sad boop]
CERE: What doesn't?
CERE: You sound like an Imp. They deactivate droids just because they can.
CERE: That makes him one of us.
GREEZ: Huh. Well... Tough break.
GREEZ: I take it back. You're all right, buddy.
BD-1: [happy whistle]
GREEZ: All right, kid, sit down. We're here.
[♪ dramatic]
CAL: [exclaims] Tell me we're not running that blockade.
CERE: Only as a last resort.
CERE: I've rigged the Mantis's transponder to transmit Imperial signals. Hey Greez...
GREEZ: Yeah? CERE: Keep your power signature low and act like we belong.
GREEZ: Just like Bracca. No sweat.
GREEZ: I don't need another set of hands. Just please, keep your eyes on the scanner. Please?
CAL: All right, all right.
GREEZ: All right.
CAL: I don't see anything.
CERE: They're preoccupied with something on the ground. We're clear.
CAL: That doesn't look good.
CERE: The Empire is devouring Kashyyyk for its natural resources.
CERE: Wookies have been enslaved. Or displaced.
GREEZ: [grunt] That was a close one, kid! Aren't you supposed to be watching the monitors?
CAL: Guerrilla fighters. Wookies and off-worlders ambushing an Imperial convoy.
CERE: Walkers approaching their position!
CAL: Tarfful could be with them!
GREEZ: Tarfful could be anywhere...
GREEZ: Like deep in the ground, like we're gonna be if we get caught up in that battle down there!
CAL: We don't have any other options, and...
CAL: And they'll die without our help.
CERE: So what's your plan?
CAL: Sabotage.
CAL: We used to scrap walkers on Bracca.
CAL: I'll just jack one.
GREEZ: Ha! Get a load of the kid – he thinks we're back in the Clone Wars!
CAL: Captain... Greez: Eh?
CERE: Get us near those walkers.
GREEZ: Wait, what?
CERE: Listen. Those walkers double as troop transports, so once you get inside, be careful.
GREEZ: Time for No-Freeze Greez to work his magic!
CERE: Hey, do me a favor...
CERE: Stay alive down there?
CAL: I'll add it to the plan.
CAL: [exclaims]
GREEZ (over radio): All right, if you're jumpin', you better do it now, kid!
CAL (shouting): You ready for a swim, BD?
BD-1: [enthusiastic woop]
CAL: Whoo-hoo!
BD-1: [boop-be-be-beep]
BD-1: [woop-beep]
CAL: [gasping breaths]
[fighters buzz overhead]
[distant blaster fire]
CAL: Whoo!
CAL: You ready to do this?
CAL: That was close.
BD-1: [concurring whistle]
CAL: Wonder how we get inside...
BD-1: [inquiring boop]
CAL: Yeah, I'll try the leg.
CAL: Okay. Now where?
BD-1: [beep-boop]
CAL: Just a little more.
BD-1: [boop-trill]
CAL: Thanks, BD.
CAL: Let's climb to the top.
STORMTROOPER: Gah!
STORMTROOPER 1: There's no pulse!
STORMTROOPER 2: Your turn to report fatalities.
STORMTROOPER 1: It's the Jedi!
STORMTROOPER 2: C'mon, let's get him!
STORMTROOPER 1: That's it... It's all over now!
STORMTROOPER 1: What...?
STORMTROOPER 1: [cries out]
PILOT 1: Reading a new ship on scanners.
PILOT 2: They brought more firepower than we thought.
PILOT 2: How's our hull looking?
PILOT 1: Badly damaged. We're at 70 percent hull integrity and falling.
PILOT 2: That should still be enough to stomp out these insurgents. Keep us steady.
BD-1: [whistle] PILOTS: Huh?
CAL: [grunt] PILOTS: [groan]
CAL: That actually worked! BD-1: [whistle]
CAL: Okay, uh... throttle...
PILOT (over comm): Report! What's happening over there? You're in violation of... BD-1: [defiant jabbering]
CAL: Can you shut that guy up?
PILOT (over comm): ... Imperial protocol 3207. Stand down or we will--
BD-1: [boo-woop] CAL: Better.
CAL: [laughs gleefully]
CAL: Let's do this!
CAL: That's the blasters....
CAL: That's out of the way.
BD-1: [approving boop]
MAN: [grunt]
MAN: [knocks on glass] Hey! Who are you?
CAL: Someone who just brought an AT-AT to the table.
CAL: Who are *you*?
MAN: Someone making the Empire angry.
MAN: [exclaims]
MAN: We're advancing on an Imp landing pad up ahead. I wouldn't mind fire support.
CAL: Copy that.
CAL: Let's make 'em even angrier!
CAL: Took out the bridge!
CAL: There's the landing pad.
CAL: We gotta take them out.
CAL: They just keep comin'...
CAL: He's headed for us. Can you do anything?
BD-1: [frantic beep]
CAL: Hold on! [grunt]
CAL: [groaning and gasping]
CAL: [gasp]
CAL: Brace yourself, BD!
CAL: [cries out]
CAL: [groan] BD-1: [shuddering beeps]
CAL: [panting]
BD-1: [relieved whistle]
BD-1: [boop-boop-beep]
CAL: Yeah, I'm okay. You all right?
BD-1: [enthusiastic beep]
CAL: (chuckling) No, we are not doing that again.
CAL: [grunt]
MAN: You just wrecked a perfectly good walker.
MAN: Got a name?
CAL: Cal Kestis.
MAN: Saw Gerrera.
SAW: What are you doing on Kashyyyk?
CAL: Looking for somebody. What are you doing here?
SAW: My companions and I came to Kashyyyk to disrupt Imperial supply lines.
[roar of Mantis overhead] CAL: Hey!
SAW: So, who are you looking for?
CAL: A Wookie chieftain named Tarfful.
SAW: Tarfful is impossible to find.
SAW: There's a reason he's evaded the Empire for this long.
CAL: He's a freedom fighter?
SAW: He's *the* freedom fighter.
SAW: A symbol of the Wookie resistance. Striking at the Empire from the Shadowlands.
CAL: Huh...
CAL: Cere, Greez... this is Saw.
GREEZ: How ya doin'?
SAW: What do you want with Tarfful?
CAL: Jedi business.
SAW: The Jedi are dead.
CERE: Not all of them.
CAL: [clears throat]
SAW: You get that off a corpse?
CAL: My master gave it to me.
BD-1: [sad boop]
SAW: This pad supports an Imperial refinery that runs on Wookie slave labor.
SAW: Intel suggests that some of the captives there are guerrilla fighters.
CAL: I should help them. One of them might know how to contact Tarfful.
SAW: It's possible.
GREEZ: Whoa, wait a minute- Hold on, wait a minute.
GREEZ: The Mantis works wonders – I mean, it's a great ship, excellent pilot...
GREEZ: But, it is not built for close support.
CERE: We'll stay here and monitor Imperial transmissions.
CERE: With a bit of luck, we'll intercept any distress calls.
SAW: Appreciate it.
SAW: My lieutenants and I will scout ahead to prepare the attack. Join us when you're ready.
SAW: Go! Go!
CAL: Glad you're all right.
GREEZ: Yeah, yeah. Good to see you, too.
GREEZ: (muttering) This place is a dump.
CERE: Your plan worked.
CERE: And now you want to follow Saw?
CAL: You don't like that idea?
CERE: I'm concerned you're jumping from one risk to the next.
GREEZ: Wait, what?
GREEZ: I fly my ship into the middle of a battlefield and *now* we're talkin' about risks?
CAL: Well, why didn't you stop me?
CERE: My job is to guide you on your path, not choose it for you.
CERE: So here's my advice...
CERE: The Empire's overtaken hundreds of worlds.
CERE: There's a reason Saw chose Kashyyyk.
CERE: Saw's goals may not be the same as ours.
CERE: We should be careful.
CAL: Thanks, I'll keep that in mind.
[♪ militaristic]
CAL: (whisper) Hey.
SAW: Imperial sap refinery lies dead ahead.
CAL: What does the Empire want with tree sap?
SAW: Nothing good.
SAW: They refine the sap into a powerful compound, and they're rushing to expand production.
CAL: We have to stop them.
SAW: That's the plan. We don't know their endgame, but they spread themselves too thin...
SAW: This map we recovered proves it.
BD-1: [beep-boop-beep]
BD-1: [trill, inquisitive beep]
CAL: Here you go, bud.
SAW: These refineries double as brutal prison camps.
SAW: We'll use those cutters to create a distraction...
SAW: While you take your lightsaber and free the Wookies inside.
SAW: We need their help to stop the Empire.
CAL: Understood.
SAW: Watch yourself in there.
WOOKIE: [roar]
CAL: You hear that? He said he needs my help. BD-1: [excited whistle]
CAL: C'mon, buddy.
[TIE fighters screech overhead]
STORMTROOPER 1: Over there! One of the cutters turned on.
STORMTROOPER 1: Up there! [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 2: Moving back!
STORMTROOPER 3: He can't do that, can he?!
[door controls beep]
IMPERIAL DROID: [startled beep]
IMPERIAL OFFICER (over loudspeaker): Attention, all units. We've lost contact with our troops stationed at cargo pad 119-Grek.
[stormtroopers cry out]
STORMTROOPER: Assail the intruder!
STORMTROOPER: [groan]
STORMTROOPER: It's the Jedi!
STORMTROOPER: I knew this was a bad idea!
STORMTROOPER: [cries out]
[door controls beep]
MALE REBEL: Watch out! FEMALE REBEL: Let me out--
MALE REBEL: [cries out]
PURGE TROOPER: A Jedi...
PURGE TROOPER: This is what I've trained for.
PURGE TROOPER: Are you shaking, Jedi?
PURGE TROOPER: Agh!
BD-1: [beep] SAW: Keep going! I'll rendezvous with you shortly!
SAW: Looks like you're blocked. I'll fix that.
SAW: Never seen a trooper like that before.
SAW: You gotta get these Wookies out of lockup. Keep moving, Jedi!
SAW: Vent's open. Go!
STORMTROOPER 1: I just heard from the captain – they're coming.
STORMTROOPER 2: [despondent groan] This is it.
STORMTROOPER 1: At least we have the high ground.
[rumble] STORMTROOPER 1: What was that? STORMTROOPER 2: Another hijacked cutter!
STORMTROOPER 1: Reporting a live cutter near the cellblocks. Immediate aid requested!
STORMTROOPER 1: It's breaking through and destroying everything!
[screams]
STORMTROOPER: I got this!
CERE (over radio): You still alive in there?
CAL: So far. Almost to the prison.
CERE (over radio): Good.
CERE (over radio): Imperial distress calls are going out across the planet.
CERE (over radio): If you don't get the prisoners soon...
CAL: We can do this. I promise.
STORMTROOPER: Enemy contact!
PURGE TROOPER: [scream]
STORMTROOPER: I can't get him!
STORMTROOPER: Get him!
STORMTROOPER: Get up here, hurry!
STORMTROOPER: How are we supposed to hit him?
CAL: Hyah!
STORMTROOPER: [cries out]
CAL: Come here, BD-1.
[door controls beep]
CAL: No guards...
WOOKIE: [weak growl]
CAL: (softly) Hey. WOOKIE: [growl]
CAL: We're here to free you. You're not alone.
WOOKIE: [soft growl]
CAL: (startled) Huh? SECURITY DROID: Visitation is not permitted.
CAL: [yells]
CAL: [grunt, cries out in pain]
SECURITY DROID: Cease deflecting attacks.
SECURITY DROID: Scanners failing.
SECURITY DROID: You cannot escape.
CAL: Hyah!
BD-1: [beep, trill]
WOOKIE: [growl]
WOOKIE: [roar]
[Wookies growling, roaring]
WOOKIE: [roar]
CAL: (surprised) Oh! Ha-ha!
CAL: Glad to help.
WOOKIE: [growl]
REBEL: Who's ready to fight some Imps?!
[Wookies roaring loudly]
REBEL: All right, let's help these Wookies get back in the fight!
REBEL: Great work, Jedi.
[♪ adventurous]
CAL: Saw's up ahead. We must be close.
BD-1: [beep]
STORMTROOPER: [scream]
SAW (in distance): We're pushing them back! Keep it up, we almost got 'em!
CAL: Hyah! STORMTROOPER: Gaah!
BD-1: [trill]
CAL: Mmm... Need to charge this.
CAL: Thank you.
SAW (in distance): They've got reinforcements! Fall back to the prisons!
BD-1: [whistle]
SAW: To the prisons! We need to Wookies to finish this!
SAW: Hurry!
FEMALE REBEL: They've got reinforcements!
SAW: Go! Go! Go!
MALE REBEL: The door's jammed!
MALE REBEL: It won't budge! We're trapped!
BD-1: [urgent beeping]
CAL: We gotta get them out of there.
SAW (offscreen): We need the Wookies to win this!
STORMTROOPER: I've got him!
SECURITY DROID: Departure is surrender.
SECURITY DROID: You will regret that.
SECURITY DROID: Attack neutralized.
SECURITY DROID: Sudden movement unforeseen.
SECURITY DROID: You'll be sorry.
SECURITY DROID: Your odds of survival are low. Very low.
CAL: [forceful grunt]
STORMTROOPER (through glass): You! Get up!
SAW: You've done it! The Wookies are free!
SAW: Get to the roof!
WOOKIE: [roar]
STORMTROOPER 1: You can't overpower-- [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 2: Your turn-- [groan]
SECURITY DROID: Unproductive, human.
SECURITY DROID: I got you.
STORMTROOPER (distant): Insurgents!
STORMTROOPER (distant): Really?!
SECURITY DROID: You'll regret that.
SECURITY DROID: Avoidance identified.
CAL: Get ready, buddy!
STORMTROOPER: [cries out]
SAW (over radio): Jedi! We don't have the firepower to breach its hull!
CAL: We're on it! BD-1: [boop-beep]
[♪ triumphant]
[cheering]
SAW: Everyone!...
SAW: These have been hard years.
SAW: We've lost comrades... friends...
SAW: ... family... to the Empire.
SAW: Dark times...
SAW: And yet, the fire still burns.
SAW: Hope still burns.
SAW: The Jedi are not yet lost.
SAW: We are not yet lost!
SAW: Kashyyyk is not yet lost!
SAW: For the cause!
[loud cheering, whooping]
SAW: You've seen what the Empire has done to Kashyyyk.
SAW: These stories are playing out all over the galaxy.
SAW: My Partisans could use a Jedi on our side.
CAL: I'm honored, but...
CAL: We have our own mission I can't walk away from. Not yet.
SAW: The offer stands.
SAW: Keep it in mind.
REBEL: Cal, I'm Mari Kosan...
MARI: And this is Commander Choyyssyk.
CHOYYSSYK: [growl, roar]
CAL: U-Uh... Sorry, I'm not quite fluent.
MARI: Choyyssyk says he'll do whatever he can to find Tarfful and vouch for you.
CAL: Do you think he's still alive?
MARI: Have faith, Cal.
MARI: We'll be in touch with your ship.
MARI: For the cause.
CHOYYSSYK: [roar]
CAL: We did it.
SAW: (chuckling) By the skin of our teeth.
SAW: It'll be harder without your help.
CAL: I know...
CAL: But I can't abandon *my* mission.
SAW: I understand.
SAW: I got intel that might help you.
SAW: A few rotations ago my people searched an abandoned Wookie village nearby.
SAW: No sign of Tarfful, but we did find out the safest route to the Shadowlands is through this refinery.
CAL: A built-in escape plan if this didn't work out.
SAW: You catch on fast.
SAW: When you're ready to find Tarfful, that's the way to go.
CERE (over radio): I've been monitoring Imperial communications, and I've picked up something.
CERE (over radio): Project Auger has been reactivated.
CERE (over radio): The Empire may be close to finding another Zeffo tomb.
CAL: Looks like we still have work to do.
BD-1: [eager beep]
CAL: You think Saw and the others will be okay?
BD-1: [boop, whistle]
CAL: Always lookin' on the bright side, huh?
BD-1: [warble, woop]
CAL: Hey, uh...
CAL: Thanks... for everything.
BD-1: [warm trill]
GREEZ (offscreen): Here we go: Zeffo.
GREEZ: Back to Zeffo, huh?
CERE: The Empire might have found a Zeffo tomb.
CERE: We can't waste any time.
GREEZ: Well... pity.
GREEZ: Heard about a high-stakes game from one of Saw's fighters.
GREEZ: A few extra credits couldn't hurt, ya know?
CERE: (disapprovingly) Gambling?
CERE: Greez, use your head.
CERE: One of these days, the Haxion Brood is going to catch up with you.
GREEZ: Hah! Those schlubs? I'll hear 'em comin' from a parsec away!
CERE: I don't need your gambling habits causing us more trouble with murderous criminal syndicates.
GREEZ: You're right, you're right! I know it.
GREEZ: I just wanna blow off some stress every once in a while, ya know?
GREEZ: Anyway, all of that is in the past. I'm sure it won't be a problem.
[♪ enigmatic]
CAL: Cere, there's a transport ship leaving the Empire's base.
CERE (over radio): I heard. They plan to bring Zeffo artifacts to Coruscant.
CAL: Does that mean...?
CERE (over radio): That the emperor is interested in Zeffo?
CERE (over radio): Maybe...
STORMTROOPER 1: Saw a squad get overtaken...
CAL: You got this, BD.
STORMTROOPER 1: ... by a group of Scazz the other day. STORMTROOPER 2: Whoa, what a terrible way to go.
CAL: You make that look easy. BD-1: [boop-beep]
STORMTROOPER 1: That's what happens when you don't follow--
STORMTROOPER 3: Look out! I've got him!
STORMTROOPER: I won't let you kill me!
STORMTROOPER: Converge on the target!
STORMTROOPER: Block all you want! I only--
CAL: You, uh, know any jokes, BD?
BD-1: [boop-beep-beep-woop]
CAL: I dunno. Why?
BD-1: [wee-boop-beep]
CAL: Ha! Classic.
CAL: There's gotta be some information on their excavation inside, right?
BD-1: [boop-boop]
CAL: Always looking on the bright side.
CAL: Thanks, buddy.
[roar, blaster fire]
JOTAZ: [roar]
STORMTROOPER: Got you!
STORMTROOPER: Can't track him!
STORMTROOPER: All of you, watch it!
[stormtroopers cry out]
STORMTROOPER: You're too quick!
STORMTROOPER: [groan]
STORMTROOPER: [cries out]
STORMTROOPER 1: I didn't see the skungus there or I wouldn't have shot it.
STORMTROOPER 2: Oh, sorry. I can't hear you through my busted eardrum!
STORMTROOPER 2: I should move back!
CAL: No match for you, right?
PURGE TROOPER: I see you, Jedi!
PURGE TROOPER: Ah, some finesse!
PURGE TROOPER: Not so easily defeated!
PURGE TROOPER: You're no match!
PURGE TROOPER: Futile!
PURGE TROOPER: You will not escape this!
PURGE TROOPER: Aah!
CERE (over radio): Any sign of the tomb?
CAL: No, and the Empire's been stepping up security.
CERE (over radio): Keep your focus.
CERE (over radio): Watch out for him, BD.
BD-1: [boop] CAL: Okay, we'll keep looking.
[distant thunder]
CAL: You see the star destroyer? It's a Venator.
CERE (over radio): There could be useful intel inside.
CAL: I'll try to find a way to it.
CAL: I think we're getting close.
BD-1: [boop-beep]
CAL: I noticed it earlier. This feeling in the pit of my stomach.
CAL: At first I thought it was Greez's cooking.
BD-1: [giggle]
CAL: Now it's getting even stronger.
CAL: I think the closer we are the worse I feel.
BD-1: [apprehensive boop]
CAL: It can't mean anything good.
SECOND SISTER: Cal Kestis...
SECOND SISTER: How predictable.
SECOND SISTER: Oh yes. I know your name...
SECOND SISTER: Your past...
SECOND SISTER: And most importantly...
SECOND SISTER: ... about Cordova.
SECOND SISTER: Tell me...
SECOND SISTER: Where did he hide the holocron?
SECOND SISTER: Outstanding.
SECOND SISTER: I'm the superior fighter!
SECOND SISTER: Sluggish!
SECOND SISTER: Are you really a Jedi?
SECOND SISTER: That was nothing!
SECOND SISTER: You can't run forever!
SECOND SISTER: You can't win. Accept it!
CAL: [groan]
SECOND SISTER: [exhale]
SECOND SISTER: You're learning.
SECOND SISTER: Not quite as gifted as Cere's last apprentice, but not bad.
CAL: (with disdain) You've been keeping count.
SECOND SISTER: I'm surprised she didn't tell you. Cere was never good at keeping secrets.
CAL: And you know her so well, huh?
SECOND SISTER: [laughs]
SECOND SISTER: She was weak...
SECOND SISTER: Cracked in an Imperial torture chair...
SECOND SISTER: Surrendered the location of her naive padawan.
SECOND SISTER: They would never have found *me*...
[helmet hisses]
SECOND SISTER: If it wasn't for her.
SECOND SISTER: She betrayed me.
CAL: You're Trilla...
TRILLA: [soft chuckle]
TRILLA: In the flesh.
CAL: I won't let you manipulate me.
TRILLA: So sure, are you?
TRILLA: When faced with the choice to protect herself or her padawan...
TRILLA: ... she chose self-interest.
TRILLA: She'll sell you out, too.
CAL: Well, I can handle myself.
TRILLA: [dismissive chuckle]
TRILLA: Can you afford to take that chance?
TRILLA: Your new master harbors great darkness.
TRILLA: The look on her face when she saw what they had done to me, as I am now...
TRILLA: She turned, exposing her true nature.
TRILLA: She used the dark side.
CAL: She cut herself off from the Force.
TRILLA: Oh?
TRILLA: How long before she cracks and betrays you, too?
TRILLA: Is that who you want beside you when you find the holocron?
TRILLA: What would Jaro Tapal say?
CAL: You have no right to mention his name!
TRILLA: I wonder...
TRILLA: What would he think if he could see his padawan now?
CAL: [angry growl] TRILLA: Skulking in the shadows with a betrayer.
TRILLA: Granting her access to a legion of impressionable students.
CAL: No! I won't let anyone touch them.
TRILLA: I thought the same thing once.
CAL: Thanks for the help back there, BD. You saved my life.
BD-1: [boo-woop]
CAL: And got us closer to the tomb.
BD-1: [excited whistle]
CAL: We found it.
CAL: It feels... different than the other tomb.
BD-1: [inquisitive beep]
CAL: I dont know...
CAL: But I don't like it.
CAL: I found it, but...
CAL: Cere...
CAL: Why didn't you tell me?
TRILLA (over radio): Because she's a liar.
CAL: (angrily) You...how?
TRILLA (over radio): I re-routed communication the moment you tried to contact her.
TRILLA (over radio): Slicing encrypted transmissions was always a past-time of hers.
TRILLA (over radio): She taught me once.
TRILLA (over radio): There's no technique Cere has that I haven't perfected.
STORMTROOPER 1: I don't like the look of this thing. Don't touch it.
STORMTROOPER 2: I... have no desire.
[faint hum]
CORDOVA (recording): My friend...
CORDOVA (recording): These devices appear to simulate this planet's gravitational pull.
CORDOVA (recording): I can't help but see it as a motif.
TRILLA (over radio): (tauntingly) You're running out of time.
CAL: For what?
TRILLA (over radio): My scouts located an artifact of interest at the rear of this tomb.
TRILLA (over radio): Even now, I'm studying it. Learning its secrets.
TRILLA (over radio): It seems Cordova was rather taken with these Zeffo.
TRILLA (over radio): Perhaps enough to hide the holocron amongst their bones.
CAL: (with contempt) Yeah, we'll see how much you learn.
TRILLA (over radio): More of my soldiers breach this tomb every minute.
CAL: Afraid to face me yourself?
TRILLA: Had your droid not intervened, I would have killed you with ease.
BD-1: [indignant beeping]
CAL: It's okay, buddy. Just ignore her.
TRILLA (over radio): Imagine the artifacts the Empire would have missed if it weren't for your...
TRILLA (over radio): ... intervention on this backwater planet.
CAL: Sure it's worth the cost?
CAL: I hear Project Auger came at a high cost.
TRILLA (over radio): Stormtroopers and workers. Expendable resources.
CAL: You're a monster.
TRILLA (over radio): I am what Cere made me.
STORMTROOPER: I think I saw a Jotaz near here...
STORMTROOPER (offscreen): Get him!
STORMTROOPER: [scream]
STORMTROOPER: Assail the intruder!
STORMTROOPER: He's dead!
STORMTROOPER: He's blocking!
STORMTROOPER: I'll make you pay!
TRILLA (over radio): I've taken the artifact back to my ship for analysis.
TRILLA (over radio): Pity you couldn't make it in time.
CAL: It doesn't matter what you steal. You'll never understand it.
TRILLA (over radio): Yet you do?
CAL: You'll find out soon enough.
TRILLA (over radio): I'll take those odds.
[♪ foreboding]
CAL: They haven't seen us. Keep your guard up.
BD-1: [boo-woop]
TRILLA (over radio): I noticed something while examining this sarcophagus.
TRILLA (over radio): It's a very convenient location to dispose of nuisances.
CAL: You lured me here...
CAL: Was this your plan all along?
TRILLA (over radio): You truly have the wits of a scrapper.
STORMTROOPER: Take position! Don't let him escape!
CAL: Hyah! STORMTROOPER: Gah!
PURGE TROOPER: You'll pay!
STORMTROOPER: I just need to focus!
PILOT (over loudspeaker): Don't let him escape!
PILOT (over loudspeaker): Death to the Jedi!
JARO TAPAL (offscreen): Padawan... [young Cal groans] ... where is the Force?
YOUNG CAL (offscreen): Everywhere. It is within me. It surrounds me.
JARO TAPAL (offscreen): Just so. It connects you.
JARO TAPAL: There will be times when emotion, pain, or exhaustion trick you.
JARO TAPAL: You will feel cut off... isolated...
JARO TAPAL: This is an illusion.
JARO TAPAL: Your lightsaber lies there, out of reach.
JARO TAPAL: But you remain connected through the Force.
JARO TAPAL: Feel that energy around you...
JARO TAPAL: ... and summon your weapon.
YOUNG CAL: The Force is within you, around you...
YOUNG CAL: Connecting you to your weapon.
JARO TAPAL: You must ignore all distraction.
[♪ tranquil]
CAL: The Force is with me. It connects us.
BD-1: [inquiring boop]
CAL: Yeah, I think so.
[sarcophagus rumbles]
TRILLA (over radio): You survived.
CAL: Not part of your plan?
TRILLA (over radio): Luckily, I always allow for contingencies.
[reverberant chime]
CAL: Nice!
CORDOVA: Here it is...
CORDOVA: I have finally found an intact representation of this sacred Zeffo artifact.
CORDOVA: My friend, look closely.
CORDOVA: This is Miktrull at the Vault on Bogano.
CORDOVA: You can see an object in their hand.
CORDOVA: Based on this imagery I believe this object allows a Force-wielder to perceive the mysteries of the Vault.
CORDOVA: This is the key and the guide...
CORDOVA: The Zeffo Astrium.
CORDOVA: But who would destroy images of it, and why?
CORDOVA: [inhale] It requires more research.
CORDOVA: However, our next step is clear...
CORDOVA: Find an Astrium, if any still exist.
CAL: An Astrium... you ever heard of it?
BD-1: [boo-woop]
CAL: Me neither.
CAL: But a key...
CAL: Yeah, I understand that.
CAL: Looks like we know what we have to find.
TRILLA (over radio): Very good, padawan!
TRILLA (over radio): You've cleared the way.
CAL: What are you talking about?
TRILLA (over radio): [laughs]
TRILLA (over radio): I needed this tomb raised.
TRILLA (over radio): And now that I have what I need, you're of no use to me.
BD-1: [beep]
CAL: Can you reverse what she's done?
BD-1: [trill, boop]
CAL: Thanks. Hope this new encryption keeps her out for good.
BD-1: [beep-beep]
CAL: [sigh] We should check in with the Mantis.
CAL: Trilla probably knows where they are.
BD-1: [boo-boop]
[radio static]
CAL: You sure the comm's fixed? They're not answering.
BD-1: [boop-beep]
CAL: Something's wrong. We need to get back.
[♪ suspenseful]
BOUNTY HUNTER: asdf!
BOUNTY HUNTER: [yells]
BOUNTY HUNTER: Ah, catch me now!
CAL: [groan] BOUNTY HUNTER: Got ya!
CAL: [moan]
CAL: [sigh]
CAL: (weakly) BD... where are we?
CAL: BD-1?
CAL: Little buddy?
CAL: Where are you?
CAL: (shouting) BD?
CAL: Gotta find a way outta here. Wherever here is.
CAL: Something back there...
CAL: That a power cable?
CAL: That did it!
CAL: Air's cold. Stale.
CAL: Might be deep underground.
CAL: That did something...
CAL: Door opened up.
CAL: (straining) Let's see if I can find a way out of here.
CAL: Feels like I'm being watched...
CAL: What happened to them...?
BD-1: [beep, whistle]
CAL: BD? BD-1! Is that you?
CAL: I found you! Are you okay?
BD-1: [boop-beep-whistle]
CAL: Let's get you outta there.
BD-1: [delighted woop]
CAL: Hey!
CAL: Oh! I'm happy to see you, too!
CAL: Let's get that restraining bolt off of you.
CAL: Jerks.
BD-1: [cheerful beeps]
CAL: Poor droids. BD-1: [sad boop]
CAL: Let's get outta here before the same happens to us.
CAL: Good work, BD. BD-1: [boo-beep]
BD-1: [boo-beep-beep]
CAL: Do your magic, BD.
CAL: It's got power now.
[muffled music] CAL: Hear that?
CAL: Sounds like someone is home after all.
[♪ exotic metal song over speakers]
[cheering gets louder]
HOLOGRAM: Ah! Finally, he arrives!
HOLOGRAM: We had action on how long it would take you to get here.
CAL: And who are you?
HOLOGRAM: [cackles] Who am I?
HOLOGRAM: I'm Sorc Tormo, baby!
SORC TORMO: I'm the boss of this operation.
SORC TORMO: You have Greezy Four-Arms to thank for bringing us together.
CAL: I will. As soon as we get outta here.
SORC TORMO: We have a special challenger for you tonight!
SORC TORMO: An enforcer from a bygone era...
SORC TORMO: A Jedi!
SORC TORMO: Let's see what he's got!
SORC TORMO: Oh! Somebody get baby his toy.
SORC TORMO: [mischievous chuckle]
CAL: You want a show?
CAL: I'll give you a show!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): [sniff] I smell blood and money!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Tonight, we celebrate those fallen challengers of the past...
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): And the great sacrifice they've made...
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): To make us all...
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Rich!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Okay, he likes to play rough!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): You get the hang of it quick!
CAL: Maybe you should come down and face me yourself!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): [laughs] I'm too busy counting my credits!
BD-1: [boo-boop-beep-beep]
CAL: I agree. He talks too much.
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Painful!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Look at the Jedi go!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Oh! I'd like to see that again!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): Look out! Oh!
WYYYSCHOKK: [shriek]
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): You think that was hard? Just wait.
JOTAZ: [screech]
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): That was one of my favorites!
JOTAZ: [low-pitched moan]
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): The best is yet to come!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): I believe you know our next challenger...
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): The Haxion Brood is gunning for ya!
BOUNTY HUNTER: Here I go!
BOUNTY HUNTER: Ugh! It's just a scratch!
BOUNTY HUNTER: Come on, just hit me!
BOUNTY HUNTER: Got somethin' for ya!
BOUNTY HUNTER: I can't wait to come and join you!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): What do you mean, "incoming"?
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): It's the Mantis! Blast it!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): There's no escape!
SORC TORMO (over loudspeaker): I'll chase you across the galaxy if I have to!
[♪ exotic metal song]
[♪ song ends]
CAL: Hey, Greez...
CAL: You're famous down there.
GREEZ: (sheepishly) Yeah, they're an ugly group, huh? They smell like used droid oil. [chuckle]
CAL: [frustrated sigh] GREEZ: At least you're okay.
CERE: Yeah. A complication we could've avoided. Luckily, we found you.
CAL: We have another complication: the Empire knows about the holocron.
CERE: That's not good...
CERE: The entire mission is now at risk.
CAL: And I had a nice chat with the Second Sister...
CAL: Trilla.
CERE: What did she tell you? CAL: She told me...
CAL: She told me you betrayed her to the Empire.
CAL: Is it true?
CERE: She'll say anything to jeopardize this mission--
CAL: (forcefully) Is it true?
CERE: She was my apprentice...
CERE: Before the Purge.
CAL: You should've told me!
GREEZ: We're getting an encrypted message from Kashyyyk.
CAL: [angry sigh]
CAL: Mari.
MARI: Cal, we found Tarfful, and he is willing to meet you.
MARI: But that's not all...
MARI: The Empire overran our position at the refinery.
MARI: Saw retreated off-world.
MARI: Some of us have joined the Wookie fighters in the forests.
MARI: Be careful.
CAL: You, too.
CAL: [deep breath]
CERE: Later.
CAL: Later.
CAL: We have our lead.
GREEZ: (muttering) Okay, this is fine...
GREEZ: Everything is gonna be fine.
[door hisses open]
GREEZ: (softly) Hey, kid.
GREEZ: Hey, wake up. CAL: [groan]
GREEZ: Can we talk?
CAL: [sigh] (groggily) What?
GREEZ: (louder) Can we talk?
GREEZ: I don't know what's going on between you and her.
GREEZ: I mean, I figure it's some kind of Jedi thing...
GREEZ: But... I don't think it's the right time for it.
CAL: It's not any of your business. [sigh]
GREEZ: I think it's my business.
GREEZ: An- we're all in this together, aren't we?
GREEZ: (softly) Hey, Cal...
GREEZ: I made a mistake.
GREEZ: And I almost got you killed.
GREEZ: I'm sorry.
GREEZ: I mean, we all... make mistakes, right? [soft chuckle]
GREEZ: Well, maybe not you.
GREEZ: Hey, why don't you cut her some slack?
GREEZ: I'm not sayin' do it for me, but...
GREEZ: ... you two are the best thing that ever happened in my life.
GREEZ: Before you came along all I cared about was a tight hand on a stiff heater.
GREEZ: That's a game term.
CAL: I know what it is.
GREEZ: Cal, life's not a game.
GREEZ: [heavy sigh]
GREEZ: Before you two all I cared about was myself.
GREEZ: (glumly) Easy money...
GREEZ: Now it's different.
GREEZ: You know, even after all the action you two bring, I still get a thrill watching the games.
CERE: Eh, as long as you keep your habits in check.
GREEZ: Oh, yeah. No, of course. I'm... I'm just a spectator. Heh.
GREEZ: No gambling, or... nothing goin' on.
CERE: (dubious) Really?
GREEZ: Yeah, we're talking pure entertainment.
GREEZ: Nothing gets me going more than watching a couple of slubs square off.
GREEZ: Just slick moves and brute force. [makes fighting noises]
CERE: Captain, I am slightly troubled by your enthusiasm for something so... barbaric.
GREEZ: Oh. Yeah, I mean... I, uh... It is. True. Totally barbaric. But still...
GREEZ: Kind of entertaining.
TRILLA (voice): Normally I wouldn't waste my time with the likes of insurgents...
TRILLA (voice): But I'm looking for a Jedi padawan...
TRILLA (voice): And I know he's been here.
TRILLA (voice): And for that...
TRILLA (voice): All of you...
TRILLA (voice): ... must suffer.
[lightsaber noise] REBEL (voice): [groan]
MIRIENNA: Choyyssyk and Mari drew a map to your rendezvous point with Tarfful.
CHOYYSSYK: [growl]
CAL: Mari said you were overrun.
CAL: I didn't realize it would be this bad.
MIRIENNA: It's always this bad with the Empire.
MIRIENNA: But there's still a chance for your quest.
CHOYYSSYK: [roar]
CAL: I'll find a way to help you.
MIRIENNA: You've done more than your share. Thank you, Cal.
[♪ wondrous]
MARI (over radio): Cal, do you read me? Cere gave me your comm frequency.
CAL: Mari, are you okay?
MARI (over radio): I'm safe... unlike too many of the others.
MARI (over radio): Did Mirienna give you our rendezvous coordinates?
CAL: She did. I'm on my way.
MARI (over radio): Good. We're just reaching them now, but we can't stay long. The Empire is looking for us.
CAL: I'll be there as soon as I can.
(echo) [blaster fire]
FEMALE REBEL (echo): Keep going! We're almost to the Shadowlands!
CAL: That's where we're supposed to meet Tarfful. BD-1: [beep-boop]
CAL: Hang on!
BD-1: [excited trill]
CAL: Omph!
MARI: Glad you made it.
MARI: This is Chieftain Tarfful.
TARFFUL: [roar]
CAL: I'm on a mission from Master Eno Cordova.
CAL: He was looking for a Zeffo artifact.
CAL: Finding it could help save the Jedi.
TARFFUL: [growl, roar]
MARI: Cordova found wisdom at the top of the Origin Tree. You should seek answers there.
CAL: It's massive. I don't even know where to start.
MARI: Well, you might be able to find a way up through its root system, but most of it's underwater.
MARI: You'll need this breather.
[breather hisses]
CAL: Thank you.
CAL: What will you all do now?
TARFFUL: [roar]
MARI: The only thing we can...
MARI: Keep fighting.
CAL: Good luck...
CAL: Hope we meet again.
BD-1: [boop]
[blaster fire]
STORMTROOPER: Kill 'em already!
CAL: Not even Tarfful could keep them out forever.
BD-1: [sad woop]
CAL: They won't stop until everyone's wiped out.
CAL: Do you think the Empire would've come after Kashyyyk so hard if we hadn't intervened?
BD-1: [beep-boo-woo]
CAL: The Jedi are supposed to be symbols of hope, but...
CAL: I led the Inquisition here.
CAL: Mari and Tarfful put their trust in me.
CAL: Did I just endanger them again?
BD-1: [equivocal beep]
STORMTROOPER (distant): So-called Jedi killed my old commander on Zeffo.
PURGE TROOPER: Annoying adversary!
STORMTROOPER: [scream] PURGE TROOPER: He's here, inform the Inquisitor! I'll keep him busy.
PURGE TROOPER: Good! They were just in the way!
PURGE TROOPER: Yes, Jedi! Again!
PURGE TROOPER: Worried?
PURGE TROOPER: It's over!
PURGE TROOPER: [cries out]
[ship engines roar]
NINTH SISTER: [sinister laugh]
NINTH SISTER: What's this? A Bracca scrap rat playing Jedi?
NINTH SISTER: I told the Grand Inquisitor you wouldn't be stupid enough to show your face here again...
NINTH SISTER: Especially after we wiped out that feeble resistance.
NINTH SISTER: [sigh] Love it when I'm wrong.
[♪ frenetic]
CAL: Hang on!
BD-1: [distressed trill]
[creature roars]
CAL: What is that thing?
BD-1: [uncertain boop]
CAL: The Ninth Sister's searching for us. I should call--
CAL: On second thought... She listens to their transmissions. Let her find out on her own.
BD-1: [bee-woop]
[♪ wondrous]
[creature warbles] CAL: Shh! We don't know if it's friendly.
BD-1: [cautious boop]
CAL: That's the thing that took down the Ninth Sister.
[creature bellows]
CAL: Whoa!
[creature bellows, roars]
CAL: Always findin' stuff!
CORDOVA (recording): My friend...
CORDOVA (recording): As Tarfful led us here he spoke of a glorious creature called the Shyyyo bird.
YOUNG CAL: [grunt]
JARO TAPAL: Get up, try again. YOUNG CAL: [groan]
YOUNG CAL: [frustrated sigh] I just keep failing, Master!
JARO TAPAL: Do you? Good!
JARO TAPAL: Keep failing, keep getting back up – that is the only way to succeed!
JARO TAPAL: Do not allow yourself to be weighed down by ego and pretense.
JARO TAPAL: Let go of what you fear to lose and rise up!
JARO TAPAL: Now... again!
JARO TAPAL: Good! Now reach my position. You can do it.
CAL: You just gotta keep getting back up, BD.
CAL: As long as we get back up, we're still in this fight.
BD-1: [enthusiastic woop]
CAL: I'm finally back to where I was before the Purge...
CAL: Before Master Tapal died.
[thud] SHYYYO BIRD: [screech]
BD-1: [boop-beep-boop]
CAL: It's hurt. Think we can help it?
BD-1: [whistle, beep]
MYKAL: [screech]
MYKAL: [shriek]
MYKAL: [screech]
MYKAL: [shriek]
[log creaking]
CAL: From the Clone Wars.
BD-1: [woo-woo-boop-beep]
CAL: The war never ended here.
CAL: Everything we did... Did any of it matter?
SHYYYO BIRD: [low-pitched bellow]
BD-1: [boop, whistle]
CAL: (quietly) We can help, but we have to be careful. I don't wanna spook it.
CAL: (louder) Hey, it's okay. We're not here to hurt you.
CAL: We're friends, understand? Friends.
BD-1: [boo-woo-woop]
CAL: It's okay.
SHYYYO BIRD: [pained moan]
BD-1: [trill, whistle]
CAL: It's a piece of the Ninth Sister's ship.
CAL: We'll need to remove it.
CAL: This is gonna hurt, okay?
CAL: I'm sorry.
SHYYYO BIRD: [wail]
BD-1: [whistle] CAL: [grunt] Thanks, BD.
BD-1: [warble, beep]
CAL: Here you go.
CAL: Whoa, haha!
SHYYYO BIRD: [friendly purr]
CAL: It's the least we could do.
SHYYYO BIRD: [huff, screech]
SHYYYO BIRD: [warble]
SHYYYO BIRD: [low-pitched purr]
CAL: You're giving us a lift?
[♪ majestic]
CAL: There's still so much the Empire hasn't touched!
BD-1: [whoo-boop-beep]
[♪ continues]
[♪ crescendos]
SHYYYO BIRD: [warble]
[♪ fades]
SHYYYO BIRD: [echoing squawk]
BD-1: [boop]
BD-1: [woop]
CAL: Let's look.
CAL: Looking for something?
CORDOVA: At last...
CORDOVA: I found my quarry.
CORDOVA: The Astrium...
CORDOVA: Used by the Zeffo Sages millenia ago.
CORDOVA: I hold in my hand a piece of galactic history.
CORDOVA: [takes breath] Oh, I will never be able to thank Tarfful enough!
CORDOVA: Do you know what this means, my friend?
CORDOVA: No need to return to Dathomir!
CORDOVA: The darkness clouded every attempt at finding the Astrium inside Kujet's Tomb, but the Force...
CORDOVA: The Force has provided a new path.
CAL: Huh...
CAL: Kujet's Tomb.
SHYYYO BIRD: [soft squawk]
SHYYYO BIRD: [trill]
SHYYYO BIRD: [quiet purr]
CAL: [cries out]
SHYYYO BIRD: [shriek] CAL: No!
CAL: Ah!
NINTH SISTER: Found you again.
CAL: You're done hurting this world!
NINTH SISTER: I don't know what's got Second Sister thinking you're so important.
NINTH SISTER: She likes her souvenirs, but...
NINTH SISTER: ... I'm not in it for the memories and honestly...
NINTH SISTER: ... you're not worth my time.
NINTH SISTER: So let's make this quick!
NINTH SISTER: That was nothing!
NINTH SISTER: [cries out]
CAL: [yells]
CAL: [groan]
NINTH SISTER: Ungh!
CAL: [grunt]
NINTH SISTER: Not bad for trash!
CAL: What about for a Jedi?
NINTH SISTER: Is there a difference?
NINTH SISTER: [sigh] CAL: It's over!
NINTH SISTER: Being an Inquisitor taught me that no setback is too great.
NINTH SISTER: When you've already lost yourself...
NINTH SISTER: A limb's easy.
NINTH SISTER: You know, I was a Jedi...
NINTH SISTER: It'd be fun to bring you in...
NINTH SISTER: Watch you crack like the rest of us!
NINTH SISTER: [sigh, chuckle] Angers you.
NINTH SISTER: Just wait 'til the isolation!
NINTH SISTER: Torture! Mutilation!
NINTH SISTER: And your friends...!
CAL: I won't let you touch them!
NINTH SISTER: You can't stop the Empire!
CAL: I can stop you.
NINTH SISTER: [cries out]
CAL: [panting]
BD-1: [be-boop]
CAL: Yeah... We just took down an Inquisitor.
SHYYYO BIRD: [roar] BD-1: [cheerful whistle]
BD-1: [celebratory woop] CAL: Hey!
CAL: We thought you were dead!
SHYYYO BIRD: [soft bellow]
CAL: Glad you're okay.
CAL: We should get back. Cere and Greez are expecting us.
CAL: [grunt]
BD-1: [beep-beep, whistle]
CAL: Cordova believed the key to the Vault is on Dathomir.
GREEZ: You find your Wookie?
CAL: Yeah.
CAL: Things are bad down there.
CAL: Empire's everywhere.
CERE: Inquisitors?
CAL: Well, Trilla--
CAL: The Second Sister...
CAL: Is gone for now, but she's still chasing us.
CAL: I defeated the Ninth Sister.
BD-1: [boo-beep]
CERE: [pleased gasp]
CERE: Cal, when I was captured by the Empire...
CERE: I resisted.
CERE: I swore to myself that I would die before I would talk.
[spoon clatters]
CERE: But then this...
CERE: ... dark shadow came.
CERE: And he was worse than any... nightmare I could've imagined.
CERE: And I *still* fought.
CERE: But in the end, I came apart.
CERE: And I gave them Trilla.
CERE: And I know there's nothing I can do to make that right.
CERE: But Cal, there's still a chance we can save the others on the holocron.
CAL: Okay, look...
CAL: The Ninth Sister said something about becoming an Inquisitor like...
CAL: Like it's inevitable.
CAL: But you went through the same thing she did...
CAL: And you didn't join them.
CERE: Cal... CAL: It's okay, Cere!
CAL: We'll find Cordova's holocron.
GREEZ: Hey!
GREEZ: Get your lasers off my lunch!
BD-1: [bo-boo-woop]
GREEZ: (reluctantly) We're Dathomir-bound.
CERE: I'm surprised Cordova went there.
CERE: He must have had good reason.
GREEZ: I am staying put on the Mantis once we arrive.
GREEZ: Red sunlight cannot be good for your skin.
CERE: This place used to be home to a powerful cabal of Force wielders known as the Nightsisters.
GREEZ: They used the Force?
GREEZ: What, like Jedi?
CERE: No...
CERE: These witches served only themselves.
CERE: Their powers focused on deception, illusion, manipulation.
GREEZ: Hah! Sounds like someone I used to know.
CERE: During the Clone Wars the Nightsisters made a deal with a Sith lord who betrayed their trust.
CERE: In the end, they were nearly wiped out in a massacre.
CERE: Dathomir is a deadly place.
CERE: We should be careful.
GREEZ: Don't have to tell me twice.
GREEZ: Hey, Cal.
GREEZ: You and her...
GREEZ: Is everything all right?
CAL: I don't know...
CAL: That's not what's important right now.
GREEZ: You know, Cere believes in you.
GREEZ: And to tell you the truth...
GREEZ: I didn't really think that much of you at first.
CAL: I noticed.
GREEZ: I mean... She got me to follow you to the scariest place in the galaxy, soo... ya know...
CAL: Huh, yeah. That's true.
GREEZ: Well, I hope you two can sort this thing out soon so we can finish this quest and go relax somewhere.
GREEZ: I know a great castle on Takodana that makes the best Bloody Rancors in the galaxy.
CERE: Cal, do you have a moment?
CERE: You've come a long way since Bracca.
CERE: But the path is far from over.
CERE: I want you to know the difficult challenges ahead.
CAL: I can handle it.
CERE: I know what you can do. I'm not denying that.
CAL: And I know what has to be done. I've done it before.
CERE: Cal, even the strongest of Jedi...
CAL: I'm not Trilla.
CAL: I'll be fine.
CERE: I know you're not. I didn't say that.
CAL: I'm not asking you to say anything.
CAL: It's okay, Cere. Really.
CERE: Just be safe, Cal...
CERE: ... that's all.
[rocks crumble] CAL: Whoa.
CAL: Good thing we weren't standing there.
BD-1: [woo-beep-whistle]
CAL: What is that thing?
BD-1: [boo-beep-woop]
CAL: I wouldn't count on him being friendly.
NYDAK: [roar]
NYDAK: [snarl]
CAL: Hyah!
CAL: Hey, BD. Let's go.
CAL: Looks like the Zeffo were here.
BD-1: [boop]
CAL: This place seems abandoned, but...
NIGHTSISTER: You trespass... Jedi.
CAL: You must be a Nightsister.
CAL: I had heard you were all dead.
NIGHTSISTER: Not all.
NIGHTSISTER: Dathomir is forbidden to you. Leave at once!
CAL: Well, I'm afraid I can't do that, but perhaps we could help each other.
CAL: You see, I--
CAL: Easy. I'm not your enemy.
NIGHTSISTER: Your actions say otherwise.
CAL: Wait, hold on. I'm not here to--
NIGHTSISTER: Vashe!
NIGHTBROTHER: An enemy!
[♪ mysterious]
WANDERER: Oh, a fellow wanderer.
WANDERER: I see you've met the resident Nightsister, but uh...
WANDERER: Unlike most, you're alive. [chuckle]
WANDERER: Oh, a lightsaber-- No, no, don't hide it.
WANDERER: That would explain your survival.
CAL: Who are you?
WANDERER: Oh, no... no. No one to fear, no.
WANDERER: I'm just a traveler...
WANDERER: Studying the nature of... [pauses] ...
WANDERER: ... extinct cultures and dead philosophies.
CAL: You studying the Nightsisters?
WANDERER: Ooh...
WANDERER: I study many things.
WANDERER: But yes. That...
WANDERER: ... Nightsister, oh.
WANDERER: She was only a child...
WANDERER: ... when the war came to this world.
WANDERER: She had to watch her whole family perish.
CAL: What do you know about those ruins?
WANDERER: Mm, oh- oh! [chuckle]
WANDERER: Ancient beyond belief.
WANDERER: The Nightsister and her warrior kin...
WANDERER: ... were seduced...
WANDERER: ... by the power that lurks within.
WANDERER: Uh- Avoid the ruin...
WANDERER: Or suffer the same fate.
NIGHTBROTHER: Brothers, end this!
NIGHTBROTHER: Stop this!
NIGHTBROTHER: You will--
CAL: Looks climbable. But not without equipment.
NIGHTBROTHER: Die!
CAL: Aaahh! NIGHTBROTHER: You'll rot in the swamps!
CAL: Whew!
CAL: Can't believe we made it!
BD-1: [excited beep]
CAL: You sure know how to have fun.
NIGHTSISTER: You will go no further.
CAL: Stand aside.
NIGHTSISTER: No. He was right about you.
CAL: Who? What?
NIGHTSISTER: Jedi are thieves and liars who bring nothing but death.
CAL: Back off. If you attack me again I will strike you down.
NIGHTSISTER: Oh, I won't do a thing.
NIGHTSISTER: But my murdered sisters...
[ghostly whispering]
UNDEAD: [snarling]
NIGHTSISTER: (echoing) They will have their revenge!
CAL: [gasp]
UNDEAD: [growling, snarling]
NIGHTSISTER (voice): You will pay for their deaths.
CAL: How does that Nightsister keep following us?
BD-1: [boop-beep]
CAL: Cere called them Force wielders...
CAL: But I've never seen it used this way before.
CAL: We better stay on our toes.
CAL: Wait... Do you... have toes?
BD-1: [boo-boo-beep]
[sound of flapping wings]
GORGARA: [roar]
CAL: That thing looks like trouble.
NIGHTBROTHER: Stop him from moving!
NIGHTBROTHER: You cannot defeat our might!
NIGHTBROTHER: You cannot break me!
CAL: Over here, BD.
UNDEAD: [growl]
CAL: Hyah!
NIGHTSISTER (voice): Only death awaits you here.
BD-1: [eager woop]
CAL: Wait up. It might be dangerous.
CAL: [grunt]
CAL: [strains with effort]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [shriek]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [screech]
GORGARA: [screech]
GORGARA: [howl]
GORGARA: [howl]
GORGARA: [growl]
GORGARA: [screech]
GORGARA: [screech]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [shriek]
GORGARA: [howl]
GORGARA: [howl]
CAL: Hyah!
GORGARA: [growl]
[distant screech] CAL: I think it's gone.
BD-1: [boo-bee-boop]
GORGARA: [roar]
CAL: Stay low, buddy!
CAL: Don't let it hit you!
BD-1: [anxious beeps]
GORGARA: [roar]
BD-1: [distressed trill]
CAL: We're gonna die!
CAL: [grunting, struggling]
GORGARA: [roar]
CAL: Aaahh!
CAL: [grunting with exertion]
GORGARA: [screech]
CAL: Ah!
GORGARA: [howl]
CAL: Aah!
GORGARA: [howl]
CAL: (breathless) Ah! Aah! Aah!
CAL: [gasp]
CAL: Here we go again!
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [roar]
CAL: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!
CAL: [cries out, groan]
CAL: [grunt] GORGARA: [screech]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [screeching, howling]
CAL: Ah...
CAL: Get ready, BD!
CAL: Jump!
CAL: I don't know how we're gonna get down from this!
CAL: It's a long drop!
GORGARA (distant): [roar]
BD-1: [boo-bee-boo-beep]
CAL: Jump again?
BD-1: [confident whistle]
CAL: Okay, I trust you.
CAL: Aah! BD-1: [beee-oop]
CAL: Aaaaahh!
CAL: Gah! GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [roar]
GORGARA: [howl]
GORGARA: [shriek]
GORGARA: [gasp]
CAL: [cries out]
CAL: Whoaa!
CAL: Wha-!
CAL: Aaahh!
CAL: [panting]
CAL: You okay?
BD-1: [lively beeps]
CAL: Yeah... I'm great.
CAL: Wish I could say the same for this creature, though.
BD-1: [boop-beep]
CERE (over radio): Cal, have you found the tomb?
CAL: Close, but got a little sidetracked.
CERE (over radio): [sigh] Greez is acting strange.
CERE (over radio): He swears he saw someone outside the Mantis.
CERE (over radio): Hmph, Dathomir is getting to him.
CAL: Pretty sure that's who he is.
CERE (over radio): Are you all right?
CAL: Well, I'm not seeing things, so... yes?
CAL: Hoping to get back on track.
CERE (over radio): Sounds like you're handling yourself.
CAL: Yeah, BD and I got this.
[wind blowing]
BD-1: [trill]
CORDOVA (recording): My friend, we've reached the Tomb of Kujet in search of an Astrium.
[ghostly hum crescendos then fades]
CAL: Whatever that was, it's gone.
CLONE TROOPER: Hey, Cal.
CLONE TROOPER: Ready for a rematch later?
YOUNG CAL: Yeah! Any time.
CLONE TROOPER: Sounds good. On your way to training?
YOUNG CAL: Always.
CLONE TROOPER: All right, then. I'll see you later.
YOUNG CAL: Bye!
CLONE TROOPER 1: I heard we're getting new orders soon.
CLONE TROOPER 2: Heh, finally. I'm ready to be gone from this dump.
YOUNG CAL: We're leaving Bracca?
CLONE TROOPER 1: Possibly.
CLONE TROOPER 2: Don't get his hopes up with second-hand gossip.
YOUNG CAL: [chuckle] That's okay. I'll believe it when Master Tapal says so.
CLONE TROOPER 1: Speaking of your master...
YOUNG CAL: Oh, yeah. I better go.
CLONE TROOPER: You're in a rush.
YOUNG CAL: Master Tapal's called me for training.
CLONE TROOPER: You got this, kid!
YOUNG CAL: Master Tapal?
JARO TAPAL: Padawan, it is time for instruction.
YOUNG CAL: Yes, Master?
JARO TAPAL: Reach our position. Do not keep me waiting.
JARO TAPAL: Good.
YOUNG CAL: Whoa! Heh!
YOUNG CAL: Cheap shot, Commander!
COMMANDER: Hehehe!
JARO TAPAL: Focus!
JARO TAPAL: Were you concentrating you would have anticipated this distraction.
JARO TAPAL: Better, Padawan.
JARO TAPAL: Join me.
JARO TAPAL: We will begin with physical preparation.
JARO TAPAL: First, though... we have orders.
JARO TAPAL: Bracca is secure.
JARO TAPAL: We move out for Mygeeto shortly.
YOUNG CAL: Yes!
JARO TAPAL: We must--
JARO TAPAL: [gasp]
HOLOGRAM: Execute Order 66. YOUNG CAL: Master, are you okay?
JARO TAPAL: (breathless) Something is... wrong.
YOUNG CAL: No! No!
JARO TAPAL: [panting]
YOUNG CAL: What's happening? Why did the Commander just...
JARO TAPAL: [strained breathing]
JARO TAPAL: Padawan, something terrible is happening.
JARO TAPAL: The clones have betrayed us.
JARO TAPAL: There are no answers to your questions. Not yet.
JARO TAPAL: We need to get off this ship.
JARO TAPAL: Quickly!
JARO TAPAL: Get to the escape pods. Use the maintenance halls.
JARO TAPAL: We trained for us. Do you remember?
YOUNG CAL: Yes, Master.
YOUNG CAL: W-well, what about you?
JARO TAPAL: I will create a distraction and meet you.
JARO TAPAL: If I am not there when you arrive, depart without me.
JARO TAPAL: I will find you on Bracca.
JARO TAPAL: Do you understand?
YOUNG CAL: Yes, Master.
[muffled explosion]
JARO TAPAL: They're coming.
JARO TAPAL: I will seal the blast doors. But if any cross your path, do not hesitate.
JARO TAPAL: Go...
JARO TAPAL: And may the Force be with you.
[distant blaster fire]
JARO TAPAL: Go.
JARO TAPAL: Go!
CLONE TROOPER: There he is! Shoot to kill!
YOUNG CAL: No! Stop!
ASTROMECH DROID: [beep-woop-whistle]
CLONE TROOPER 1: Tapal's on the move.
CLONE TROOPER 2: We're gonna need backup.
YOUNG CAL: Need to pull that to get through.
YOUNG CAL: This doesn't make any sense. What's going on?
CLONE TROOPER 1: Do we have eyes on the Jedi?
CLONE TROOPER 2: No sign of the little one.
CLONE TROOPER 1: Search everywhere. He can't have gone far.
CLONE TROOPER 2: Air's off again.
CLONE TROOPER 1: Wait! What's that noise?
CLONE TROOPER 1: Hold this room. I'll search the area.
CLONE TROOPER 1: Reporting casualties. Tapal has taken out multiple squads. Shoot on sight.
CLONE TROOPER 2: Copy that.
YOUNG CAL: I don't understand...
YOUNG CAL: What changed?
CLONE TROOPER 1: What was that?
CLONE TROOPER 2: Someone's in the maintenance halls!
[muffled explosion] YOUNG CAL: I think I'm near the turbolift.
YOUNG CAL: Not much further after that.
[muffled explosions]
[turbolift noises]
[alarm blaring]
CLONE TROOPER: I have eyes on the small padawan! He's in the turbolift!
YOUNG CAL: I've got this.
YOUNG CAL: Just need to keep moving.
CLONE TROOPER: Let's take him out! Then we go after Tapal!
YOUNG CAL: There's too many--
YOUNG CAL: [groan]
YOUNG CAL: [cries out]
CLONE TROOPER: Gah!
CLONE TROOPER: Agh!
JARO TAPAL: Padawan, your lightsaber!
YOUNG CAL: Sorry, Master!
JARO TAPAL: Keep climbing! I'll meet you up ahead!
[muffled explosions]
[sounds of fighting below]
JARO TAPAL: There's an override just ahead.
JARO TAPAL: You must activate it if we're to escape.
YOUNG CAL: Yes, Master.
CLONE TROOPER: We have Tapal pinned in the airlock. Send backup.
CLONE TROOPER 1: Jaro Tapal is on the other side of that door?
CLONE TROOPER 2: Yeah, but he won't be gettin' through.
CLONE TROOPER 2: Take him far too long to cut through