Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For now, but I'm sure I'll see you around.
(Chopper chatters)
Patch it through.
Clone Trooper: We've got a security breach!
With one of those.
Request permission to hunt them down.
Omega: Hunter means well.
Come along, Hera.
Tech: Omega, I am registering multiple explosions near the refinery.
(droid beeps)
(chatters)
Crosshair: Not without her parents. Find her.
(Chopper chatters)
(Chopper chatters)
You said you were in trouble.
Oh, good. A probe droid.
The Capitol scanners would detect our ship.
(Chopper chatters)
I'm sending coordinates. Please hurry. I need your help.
Tilly Green! Yes!
(clone trooper groans)