Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd empty the bottom, and it would just flow. No one the wiser.

Niamos. Haye. Niamos.

All he has to do is tell us when he wants it,

Do we let Kreegyr go down and play the long game,

For the greater good.

Tractor beacon is failing us.

But it was so obscure and I just didn't know what else to do.

CORV: Two days. That's the Ferrix custom.

(CHANTING) One way out! One way out!

Haye. Water spoil here and far.

She's doing what she was told.

And her friends. It's the only thing she shows up on time for, it's mad.

You got through? It's okay?

That name, this face, have a good look.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

There's been partisan activity in the area.

(WHISPERS) No one's getting out, are they?

I gave him Aldhani.

-Cassian? -CASSIAN: Don't. No names.

We want to put them in a box, stand back and watch.

ALIEN: Oh, yeah. (CHUCKLES)

(MACHINERY BLASTS)

Can you fly it?

It's a smelter.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

"The old ways teach us.

She's not here, Bee. She's in the stone now.

-There you are. -What are you doing here?

Factored... I wouldn't put it past him. Not what we've been through.

DROID: Hyperspace calibration complete.