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These people hate us.
It's not you, Doc.
I believe in something. Why am I so unsettled?
All right, listen up!
(TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(JAYHOLD CHUCKLES)
MAN: Aldhani.
(WHOOSHING)
(RADIO WHIRRING, BEEPING)
(GRUNTS)
Looks Imperial.
(STATIC)
Wrong time to mess up.
Welcome, sir.
SOLDIER: But we'll miss the Eye.
Go. I'm almost done. I'll be right behind you.
TARAMYN: Echo-One.
Freedom? Independence? Justice?
Echo-One.
(GROANING)
(SIGHS)
The quarterly payroll for an entire Imperial sector.
Try the inverse channel.
Go! Move around him! Move!
You should've been here when Cinta found out.
You certainly whine about it enough.
VEL: Keep moving! Keep moving.
(BEEPING, WHIRRING)
(WHIRRING)
Yes, I've been warned.
Well...
Let's move!
What would we be stealing?
Wait.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
TARAMYN: Echo engaged. Lockin' now.
CASSIAN: What? It's not working?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Let's go!
Call it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
They're from Alkenzi? We're from the garrison.
But I'm glad that you're here.
- TARAMYN: Load! - Out of the way!
I'm not wearing that.
that this is a boot to the throats of all Ghormans,
It'll all be over this time tomorrow.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
So just leave them here?
CASSIAN: I'm flying blind!
(GLASS BREAKING)
these last 12 years.
(GRUNTS)
That's why you're here? Revenge?
He's an engineer. You won't charm him.
(ROBODA BREATHING HEAVILY)
Do not engage.
(PETIGAR GRIMACES)