Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But my tests are not yet complete.

(thunderclap, thunder rumbling)

Wrecker: You mean, we're not blasting any droids?

Because while these cells were retrofitted to hold normal individuals,

Tell me something I don't know, Tech.

Who threw that?

Galactic Empire? We're soldiers of the Republic.

(clone troopers shouting)

We have orders from the Supreme Chancellor himself.

She warned me about the mission. And Tarkin.

You disobeyed orders

Yet he exhibited loyalty to the Empire during their mission.

(battle droid) Drop your weapons and surrender.

What is all this stuff, AZI?

While I'm not sure "fun" is the sentiment I would express,

Don't touch me, droid.

(PA announcer) Level five lockdown remains in effect...

How is it obvious?

Only if I can go with them.

Wrecker (grunts): Maybe she's right.

Says who? We completed our objective.

The clones once helped us free Onderon, so we'll give them a choice.

Bring us in. We'll find out what's going on.

No, it's like I said before. I want to go with you.

We're going back for her.

Stow it, already. You got shot. It happens all the time.

(alarm blaring)

as I assess the needs of the Imperial Army.

You're all clear. Make it count.

There are children down there.

She's not the only one.

-(beeping) -(whirring)

Omega. Come along.

Well, I guess kids aren't your area of expertise.

Operations, we need a status report on prisoner 0219.

-But I-- -Listen, kid.

For now, let's focus on getting outta here.

Bad play, Hunter.

No! You killed her!