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(GROGU LAUGHS)
(DROID BEEPING)
(WHOOSHING)
(SIGHS) These primitives make up their own rules for everything.
(ROARING)
And this is what it wrought.
(GROANS, COUGHING)
(PAZ VIZSLA GROWLING)
We have to stop meeting like this.
(DISTANT WHOOSHING)
Let us prepare a feast for our guests.
(HELMETS HISS)
For now, at least.
To be honest, it means nothing to me or my people.
You can't move an Enforcer like that.
An Imperial shuttle is advancing over the city.
Hear, hear.
THE MANDALORIAN: It's an ambush.
(LAUGHS)
(MANDALORIANS SHOUTING)
-(GRUNTS) -(GROANS)
PAZ VIZSLA: I will go.
(GROANS)
Onward, Mandalorians! To the Forge!
I did surrender.
(COOING)
Neither side can step in.
I can make a run for the fleet and get us reinforcements.
(RUMBLING)
This was an extraction.