Original subtitles

KRAVAS: Stop right there!

You're in Pre-Mor corporate zone. You know that, right?

-(VERLO GROANS) -(KRAVAS SHOUTING)

He's not breathing. You killed him.

B2EMO: "P-P-Pre-Mor Authority is seeking a Kenari male resident

"of Ferrix for questioning.

"Citizens with any information should contact

"the Preox-Morlana Security HQ without d-d-delay."

We have a suspect?

FEMALE OFFICER: Cassian Andor.

"Insurrection, destruction of Imperial property,

"assault on Imperial soldier."

Who else knows that you were born in Kenari?

- B-B-Bix. Bix is looking for you. - Bix has nothing to do with this!

But then who told these Pre-Mor bastards about Kenari?

XANWAN: "Kenari.

"Abandoned after Imperial mining disaster."

- Everyone died. -(CHILDREN CRYING)

SERGEANT MOSK: Andor should be considered armed and dangerous.

He may not appear to be a formidable opponent,

but two of our men are dead having made that mistake.

- CASSIAN: I have something to sell. - What?

CASSIAN: An untraceable NS-9 Starpath unit.

- BIX: Do you know how much that's worth? - CASSIAN: Yeah.

Enough to get out of here, lay low till things cool off.

Your friend will want this piece.

He'll come for this.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

-(ELECTRIC CRACKLING) -(GASPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WHIRRING, CRACKLING)

(GASPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

-(DEVICES WHIRRING) -(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(CREAKING)

All right, she's clear. Yeah, that's it.

MAN 1: Standby for the detach.

- MAN 2: It's good? - MAN 1: It's good.

- MAN 3: Bring more over here. - MAN 1: Slow it down.

MAN 4: Bring the tester over here.

- MAN 1: Release the catch. - MAN 2: Clear it out.

Go for the detach.

MAN 5: Watch the twelve-eight.

MAN 5: You got this one.

MAN 1: Still get a reading off of this one.

MAN 6: It's still live.

CASSIAN: Hey.

I think I have some money on the way.

If it comes through, I'm out of here.

When? (BREATHING HEAVILY)

CASSIAN: Today.

- That doesn't sound good. - I'll leave money with Maarva.

She'll have what I owe you.

(BREATHING HEAVILY) Keep an eye on her if you can.

Where are you going?

It's better you don't know. (BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'll be back.

I'll find a way.

(WHIRRING)

(HISSING)

(CLANKING)

-(CLATTERING) - ANNOUNCER: Welcome to Ferrix Terminal.

Please make sure to check your belongings before departing.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Shuttle ferry discount ticket packages are available at the dispatch kiosk.

WILLI: Not staying at the hotel, are you?

Not tonight.

Smart choice.

It's the ultimate Ferrix gouge.

Mind your wallet!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Thank you.

There's been a complication. I missed the window to call back.

LUTHEN: Calmly.

Pre-Mor Enforcement put out a bulletin last night

for someone meeting Cassian's description.

I've seen it.

The bulletin doesn't mention him by name.

It says they're looking for someone from Kenari.

His Imperial prison record says he's from Fest.

Yeah, that's always been his story.

Has he been identified?

I don't think many people know him.

He killed these men on Morlana?

Oh, then we better be quick about it.

Where is he?

BIX: East lot. Building nine.

LUTHEN: You trust him?

BIX: He'll be there.

(WHOOSHING)

(WHIRRING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

-(CLATTERING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

B2EMO: Vapor density acceptable.

Airborne concentration minimal.

No detectable gas toxicity.

MAARVA: There. Are we satisfied?

(PANTING) Let's get that console unit.

Maybe we should quit while we're ahead.

MAARVA: Are you listening? It's safe.

Whatever it was, it's burned off.

Just get your mask off.

-(EXHALES) -(MASK HISSES)

(BREATHES DEEPLY) Time, not gas.

We said 20 minutes tops.

(CLANKING ECHOES)

I don't want to know what that is.

There must be at least six brand-new fuel nodules up ahead.

We got more than we can carry already.

What's the asking price of those today, Bee?

For sale or barter?

Are you kidding?

(CLANKING)

We need to leave now!

Could be anything.

(CREAKING)

Well, in that case, by all means, let's plow forward.

(KASSA GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

- CLEM: I like your spirit, son. -(PANTING)

You just might not want to be here when they come to clean up.

(KASSA GASPING)

(SPEAKING KENARI)

(IN ENGLISH) He doesn't understand you.

Republic frigate approaching.

(GASPING)

(WHOOSHING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHOOSHING)

(WHIRRING)

(HISSING)

West Team on site.

East Team, sitrep, over.

SOLDIER 1: East Team inbound on approach.

Three minutes from LZ.

SERGEANT MOSK: North Team, sitrep?

SOLDIER 2: North Team here. We're on site.

SERGEANT MOSK: Copy that, North Team. Stand by.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SHEATHES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

- Haven't seen any Blues in a while. -(GRUNTS)

What the hell are they doin'?

- Hunting for somebody. -(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(WHIRRING, CLANKS)

(SPEAKING KENARI)

(IN ENGLISH) It's gonna take nine minutes to get back to the hauler.

And leave him here?

- Is that what you're suggesting? - Let him run.

(SPEAKING KENARI)

- We're trying to help you. -(KASSA SPEAKING KENARI)

- Where's the Republic ship? - Orbiting now.

- They'll kill him. - They'll kill us.

Bee, get me the Drowser.

No. Maarva, no.

- MAARVA: Shut up, Clem. - He's got people here.

Yeah, people who've just killed a Republic officer.

It'll be open season here the moment that frigate lands.

-(YELLING) -(BOTH GRUNTING)

(HISSING)

(GRUNTING)

You better think about this.

Plenty of time for that.

I'm not leaving him here to die. (GRUNTS)

- SOLDIER 2: Have you searched yet? - SOLDIER 3: Uh, not yet, no.

East Team on site.

East Team, secure the position.

SOLDIER 1: Copy that.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

(BEEPS)

(WHOOSHES)

We have a warrant for Cassian Andor.

(GASPS)

(GROANS)

Why's all that stuff still piled up in the alley?

Thought you wanted to get it out this morning.

I do. I just forgot. (CLEARS THROAT)

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

SYRIL: Check the shelves!

Pull that down.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

You can stop this any time you want by telling us where to find him.

SERGEANT MOSK: Sir.

Keep her there.

SERGEANT MOSK: Got another resident here, sir.

SYRIL: (SIGHS) Where's Cassian, droid?

M-M-Maarva!

- Pull his power supply. - No!

Don't let them scare you, Bee.

They can't do that.

- They're in our home. - Shut her up!

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

(MAARVA BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WHIRRING)

CASSIAN: Bee, are you back yet?

Please tell me these things are working, Bee.

Bee, respond.

(WHIRRING)

Are you recharging?

I want you to tell Maarva that I'm sorry.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

I forgot to tell you that.

And, uh, make sure she keeps the heat on too.

- SERGEANT MOSK: East. - CASSIAN: You know how cold she gets.

East. East-northeast. Got it.

- Leave one man here? - CASSIAN: Bee, are you reading me?

Please come in.

- SERGEANT MOSK: Drawin' a crowd. -(CROWD CLAMORING)

I'd say two, sir.

Call East Team. Tell 'em we're on our way.

SERGEANT MOSK: You two, come with me. Stay here.

- CASSIAN: Are you hearing me? - Keep an eye on 'em.

Bee, are you getting this?

- Resp... -(DOOR WHIRRING)

LUTHEN: Andor?

You made it.

(CLANKS)

Are we alone?

I am.

(WHIRRING)

- WOMAN: What'd you do with Maarva? - She's an old woman!

All right, now, back off. Back off.

Nothing to see here.

Business as usual.

Serving a warrant.

Corporate authority. Back off.

(DISGRUNTLED PEOPLE YELLING)

How far?

A ten-minute walk.

East Team will secure the site.

- LUTHEN: For how much? - Forty thousand.

LUTHEN: Forty thousand?

CASSIAN: Forty thousand credits is cheap.

Is it?

(SCOFFS)

An untraceable Starpath Unit.

Vector crystals and seal still intact.

You can track every Imperial coordinate for nine radial parsecs.

LUTHEN: Is it here?

Is the money here?

How do I know it works?

CASSIAN: It's sealed.

The moment I plug it in, the value drops.

So you could be scamming me. (SCOFFS)

CASSIAN: I'm giving you my word.

LUTHEN: And if that's not enough?

(CHUCKLES)

(STUTTERS) You know where I live.

So I could come back if I were dissatisfied.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Has Bix ever burned you before?

You're planning on sticking around, are you?

(PEOPLE CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

SALMAN: There's a bunch of Corpos looking for Cassian.

- Wilmon saw them. - Here?

- They're down at Maarva's. - BIX: No.

What in the name of Chobb has he done this time?

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

There was a bulletin last night. Did you see it?

"Kenari male resident."

(STAMMERING) I need to think. Just let me think.

Is that what this is about?

(PANTING)

Someone ratted him out.

SALMAN: What? What do you mean?

- I need to go find him. - SALMAN: No. Bix, no.

- Someone has to. - SALMAN: He could be anywhere. Tell her.

Don't.

Don't? Don't what?

He can take care of himself.

(SCOFFS)

Who?

How do you know who we're talking about?

Did I ever tell you that Cassian was born on Kenari?

- I don't... I don't... I don't remember. - Hmm?

BIX: I do.

I remember.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SOFTLY) How could you?

Wait. (BREATHING HEAVILY) What is going on?

I can't believe you'd do that.

What did you do?

Timm!

LUTHEN: Where'd you get it?

CASSIAN: What difference does that make?

I see three choices.

Either you're an Imperial spy,

you're fronting for the person I really want to speak to,

or you're the thing itself.

I see one choice.

Either you got my money or you don't.

(RATTLES)

LUTHEN: So which is it?

I know Bix has her game.

I know you bribe quartermasters to leave valuables on the ships

before they come in for scrap.

But this isn't that.

This isn't something they'd let pass.

No.

I went in and got this myself.

How? How's that possible?

It was... It was sealed on the Imperial Naval Base in Steergard.

Look, you got the money. I got the box.

What else is there to talk about?

I'll give you another thousand credits to tell me how you got it.

(CHUCKLES) Another thousand?

LUTHEN: Done.

How?

(SIGHS)

You just walk in like you belong.

- Takes more than that, doesn't it? - CASSIAN: What? To steal from the Empire?

What do you need?

A uniform, some dirty hands and an Imperial tool kit.

(SCOFFS) They're so proud of themselves, they don't even care.

They're so fat and satisfied, they can't imagine it.

Can't imagine what?

CASSIAN: That someone like me would ever get inside their house,

walk their floors,

spit in their food, take their gear.

The arrogance is remarkable, isn't it?

They don't even think about us.

Us? I don't know you.

LUTHEN: Fair enough. But I know you.

These days will end, Cassian Andor.

The way they laugh. The way they push through a crowd.

The sound of that voice telling you to stop, to go, to move.

Telling you to die.

Rings in the ear, doesn't it?

CASSIAN: Why don't you let me count that money?

But they'll think about us soon enough.

We should get moving.

Soon enough, they'll have something else to listen to.

You don't want to get caught with it.

Well, they'd hang me, wouldn't they?

Take me up Rix Road and hang me in the square.

Wouldn't be the first time, would it?

Isn't that where they hung your father?

- Who are you? -(GUN COCKING)

What is this?

LUTHEN: I said I know you.

I know all about you.

Yes, I want the box,

and I'll leave with that if it's all I can get.

I came looking for something more, and I think I've found it.

I'd like you to come with me.

How do you know about me?

I was hoping for a more relaxed conversation,

but you're right, we don't have time.

Contrary to what you told me, I doubt that you'll be stickin' around.

I know you killed two Corpos at Morlana-One,

and I know they're coming for you.

Seems like such a waste to let them have you.

Waste of talent.

(WHISPERING) Who are you?

That's the wrong question.

The right question is how much time do we have to get out of here.

Why would I go anywhere with you?

Don't you want to fight these bastards for real?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Go. Go! Go! Go on!

(PATTERNED CLANKING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

MAN: Grab it. Let's go.

(GRANIK SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

-(BUZZING) -(WHIRS)

(CASSIAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

What does that mean?

WORKER: It's a signal. Let's go! Come on. Let's move.

(ALL CLAMORING)

What is all this?

Intimidation, sir.

Bluff and bluster.

(RATTLING)

How did you get here?

I have a ship near the ferry lot.

Maybe you are the Imperial spy.

To what purpose?

If you knew they were coming for me, why would you be here now?

Special people are hard to find. I didn't want to see you tossed on the pyre.

I thought there was time to figure it out, but I was wrong.

(DEVICE BEEPING)

- May I? -(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'm the only decent bet you've got right now.

You want to die being careful?

(DEVICE BEEPING)

(RAPID BEEPING)

- Are you carrying a comlink? - Why?

Give it. Give it to me now.

Give it!

-(CRACKS) -(BEEPS)

Rule number one, never carry anything you don't control.

(CLANK IN DISTANCE)

(CASSIAN GASPS)

(CORPOS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(WHISPERS) Hey! There!

They're taking the doors.

We're surrounded.

(PATTERNED CLANKING CONTINUES)

MAN: Come on. Get back here.

- MAN 2: Hurry. Hurry. - MAN: Close it up. Close it up.

-(PANTING) - You, stop!

- I said stop! -(GUN COCKING)

You look scared, girl.

Not runnin' home, are we?

SOLDIER 1: West Team, this is East Team.

We're in place at the factory. Should we engage?

No. No.

Wait for us. We'll be there soon enough. Hold the perimeter.

They've got him pinned down, sir.

Time to close the snare.

(WHISPERING) What are they waiting for?

Reinforcements.

How were you getting out of here?

CASSIAN: My plan's gone.

And your ride is 40 klicks across the Wastelands.

We just need a speeder. What's our best option?

West. Into town.

Where does that go?

- Under the old furnace. - Does it get us out of here?

CASSIAN: Yeah. It's the long way around.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

-(WHIRRING) -(BEEPS)

- CASSIAN: What is that? - I put slap charges on the doors.

What? When?

Rule number two, build your exit on your way in.

Brace yourself.

(EXPLOSION)

(METAL RATTLING)

(THUDDING)

(METAL CREAKING, RATTLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(THUDS)

Let's go!

- The box! We left the box! - LUTHEN: No!

-(CHAINS RATTLING) -(THUDDING)

SOLDIER 1: There he is!

-(BLASTERS FIRING) -(GRUNTING)

(BOTH PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

LUTHEN: Get down!

-(CHAIN RATTLING) -(THUDDING)

- CASSIAN: I'm going. Cover me! - LUTHEN: Forget the box!

(GRUNTS)

(METAL RATTLING)

(SCREAMING)

SOLDIER 6: We're taking heavy fire.

I told you to wait!

SOLDIER 6: We've got two men down.

East Team, repeat last.

East Team, repeat last.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

Come on!

(METAL CREAKING)

(THUDDING)

(CLATTERING)

(BLASTER FIRES)

(CASSIAN GRUNTING)

(BLASTERS FIRING)

(PANTING)

CASSIAN: Look out!

(CHAIN RATTLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(CHAINS RATTLING)

(CLATTERING)

Now! Come!

(METAL CREAKING)

-(CHAINS RATTLING) -(RUMBLING)

(CASSIAN GRUNTING)

SERGEANT MOSK: East Team!

What's goin' on up there?

North Team, where are you?

There's no signs.

I don't know what street.

SERGEANT MOSK: We're in a firefight here.

I need your exact position.

(GRUNTING)

- Told you to wait here! -(GROANS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

CASSIAN: Wait! The box!

The box is just sitting back there.

I thought you were smart.

What if it's just one guy left?

They wouldn't come here with only four men.

We're on North Stairs Lane. North Stairs Lane.

Leave her!

SERGEANT MOSK: Get your men to Rix Road and put a tac pod in air immediately.

Bix! Bix!

- What have you done to her? - You stop right there.

- She's bleeding! - I'm telling you to stop.

SERGEANT MOSK: North Team, sitrep.

Who did this?

(BLASTER POWERING UP)

(GROANS)

(YELLS) Timm!

- SERGEANT MOSK: North Team, sitrep. -(SOBBING)

What's going on up there?

I need eyes in the air now!

SOLDIER 2: Acknowledged, sir. Stand by.

Give me the rifle!

Why?

You're going back to the pod!

By myself?

Get the pod in the air. Keep your radio on.

Get moving!

(BIX CRYING)

Let's get out of here.

North Team heading for Rix Road.

Air support en route.

(CRYING)

Timm.

SERGEANT MOSK: Now it's three men?

How is that possible?

They brought the building down. (PANTING)

They've got explosives.

Wait. Hold on. Hold on. What do you mean "they"?

SOLDIER 1: There's two of them.

Two humans. Heavily armed.

- Heading your way. - SERGEANT MOSK: Keep 'em flanked.

Keep pushing. Keep the channel open.

- Now there's two of 'em? - Apparently so.

We're just gonna stand here?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Point taken.

We'll split up, take positions, pick 'em off when they come through.

Rifle! Let's go!

Left flank! Right flank!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

SOLDIER: Take positions.

(PANTING)

(BUZZING)

-(DEVICE WHIRRING) -(WHOOSHES)

Hello?

Hello?

(ALIENS YELPING)

-(ALIENS CHATTERING) -(GASPING)

(PATTERNED CLANKING ECHOING)

-(BEEPS) -(WHIRRING)

Gets to you, doesn't it?

SOLDIER 7: Shut it.

(CLANKING CONTINUES)

That's what a reckoning sounds like.

(ALIENS PANTING FRANTICALLY)

(PATTERNED CLANKING ECHOING)

You want it to stop, but it just keeps coming.

SOLDIER 7: I told you to shut up!

(GRUNTS)

MAARVA: It's when it stops,

that's when you'll really want to start to fret.

Why?

What happens then?

(PATTERNED CLANKING CONTINUES)

(SIGHS) Hmm.

Clear!

Go! Go! Go!

SERGEANT MOSK: (ON COMMS) North Team, status?

In position.

SERGEANT MOSK: Eyes open, lads.

Weapons ready.

-(SIGHS) -(PATTERNED CLANKING ECHOING)

(CLANKING STOPS)

(WIND BLOWING)

(CHATTERS)

(WHIRRING)

(BLASTER CLICKS)

Drop the weapon.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Now take off the comm.

Put it down.

-(CRACKING) -(DEVICE BUZZES)

How many are you?

(VOICE SHAKING) I don't know.

- LUTHEN: Kill him. -(BREATH TREMBLING)

How many?

LUTHEN: I'll kill him.

Twelve. (STUTTERS) Fourteen. (BREATH SHAKING)

A dozen men. Two officers.

(SOFTLY) I swear.

(BREATH TREMBLING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

(WHIRRING, HISSING)

(POWERING UP)

(WHIRRING)

(WHOOSHING)

(CLATTERING)

(GRUNTS)

(REVVING)

(SCRAPING, CREAKING)

-(GROANS, PANTING) -(ALARM BLARING)

(CLANKING)

-(GROANS) -(CLATTERING)

-(ALARM BLARING) -(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(EXPLOSION IN DISTANCE)

Was that them?

SOLDIER 2: I don't know. I can't tell from here.

Well, who else could it be?

SOLDIER 2: But that would put them behind us.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Shit!

We're under siege.

They're everywhere.

LUTHEN: Which one do you want?

How many of those charges you have left?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

(YELLING CONTINUES)

Hang on, sir.

-(MUFFLED GRUNTING) -(PANTING)

-(GASPS) -(ENGINE WHIRRING)

That's them! They're getting away!

(BLASTERS FIRING)

-(GRUNTING, PANTING) - SERGEANT MOSK: Torch! Torch it!

- SOLDIER 8: Look out! - SOLDIER 9: Stay on him!

- SOLDIER 8: Get it! - SOLDIER 9: Fire!

Fire!

(EXPLOSION)

(GASPS)

(CRASHING)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(GASPING)

(CHUCKLES)

(SPEEDER WHIRRING)

- SOLDIER: There he is! -(REMOTE BEEPS)

-(EXPLOSION) -(GASPS)

(CORPOS GROAN)

(GASPING)

(CLATTERING)

SERGEANT MOSK: No, no, no!

North Team, come in!

North Team, come in!

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(CORPOS WAILING IN PAIN)

SERGEANT MOSK: Bacta!

(WHIRRING)

(ACCELERATING)

SERGEANT MOSK: This is Delta-One. We need immediate casevac, over.

(FIRE CRACKLING)

Nova, Nova, Nova, this is Delta-One.

(WHIRRING)

(PANTING)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(WHIRRING)

(SALMAN GRUNTING)

Bix, come on. We need to get out of here.

Come on.

(BIX GASPING)

Come on.

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

SERGEANT MOSK: Pull yourself together, all right?

And get back to position, men! (COUGHING)

(HOARSELY) Nova, Nova, this is Delta-One. Did you copy my last?

(GASPING) That's it.

We need to get out of here.

Sir.

We need to get out of here.

(YELLS) Sir, we need to get out of here!

(WHISTLES)

(SHIP POWERING UP)

(MAARVA GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(WHIRRING)

(WHOOSHING)

(GASPING)

(BREATH TREMBLING)