Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-He wanted to reopen the offer. -KLEYA: And did you close the sale?

He said they were contacting clients to make sure everything was in order.

FONDOR DROID: Portside thruster four.

Bee's gonna help you get organized.

You're off the rails. You're lucky he's not here.

There was one empty ledger at the end of the line that was off-balance.

It looks like it's just these two.

-No! -MAN 2: From a Haulcraft?

-You're avoiding the question. -SAW: All of your sources...

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

He found me this afternoon and he told me that...

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Prepare for boarding and inspection, Haulcraft.

She's on her way.

Ah, always the Empire, haye?

Check his thermal.

"Yielding in acceptance. Safe in the braid of the..."

LEIDA: "...in the knot, in the binding."

-Wait. Be careful. -They can't see us.

MELSHI: I can't climb back up.

Senator Mothma?

Engage reverse stabilizers on my throttle.

Someone you know?

I'm most curious about the other piece.

MELSHI: My hands won't work.

Put it down or give it back.

-I know, I feel it. -Wait.

WOMAN 1: She looks so peaceful.

I don't know. It's an old one.