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It's a five person job. I got four.
(GROWLS)
(SING-SONG) Mando.
You kill me, you don't get your money.
(LASERS FIRING)
THE MANDALORIAN: No questions asked. That's the policy, right?
All right. I-- Yeah. That's good.
Get that blaster out of my face, Mando.
Cloaking signal, now.
-Mando. -(BURG GROWLS)
What?
ZERO: And relax.
(RAPID BEEPING)
(BOTH GROWLING)
You know, to be honest,
Navigation. Hyperdrive.
(SIGNAL WHINING)
If he says it, it's like it's comin' from me.
MAYFELD: Yeah, okay. All right. Just open the door!
Still hate the machines, Mando?
If they get a signal out, it's not gonna matter.
ZERO: I found some information on The Mandalorian.
Yeah, well, things have changed around here.
Do we need to leave the room or something?
(BURG GROWLING)
-Commence extraction now. -(THE CHILD COOING)
(QIN LAUGHING)
(ALL LAUGH)
-So what? -(GRUNTS)
THE MANDALORIAN: There were only supposed to be droids on this ship.
Nice family.
That bastard.