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What single thing...

would drag me to this forsaken basement?

Say it. Say the word.

Death Star.

We have to win.

We have to beat them.

And I believe you have purpose in

making that happen.
I need to believe that.

So, I'm choosing for the both of us.

If you're brave enough to stay,
I should be brave enough to go.

Next year. In Yavin.

The monster we've helped create?

The monster who will come
for us all soon enough...

is Emperor Palpatine!

I'm not sure I can do this.

Welcome to the rebellion.

Give me your hand.

I'm not sure

how to thank you.

Make it worth it.

You will put this image out

as wide and deep and far

as it takes until we find her.

We're scanning everything we can.

She knows that.

Go back.

Pull the old Axis files.

There was a radio in Ferrix.

Anto Kreegyr had one.
We found several of them.

Old frequencies. Pulse codes.

My best guess.

What if it's a trap?

Then it's a trap. It changes nothing.

You gotta go down to the hangar
and get us on the test roster.

I don't wanna be shot down
pulling out of here.

This was an emergency call.

- A final call.
- After all this?

Everything we've put in place.
Knowing how vulnerable we are.

It would be you, wouldn't it?

Oh, no.

They need to hear this.

Okay, you tell them.

Tell them what I just told you.

I'm not leaving you here.

Yavin.

After all of this.

What a bitter ending.

Nothing's ending.

You're keeping Luthen alive.

Big words.

You can rest there.

- As a prisoner.
- As a hero.

You need to see
the place you helped build.

You need to tell them what you told us.

I'm not leaving you here.

- Nothing?
- It's not us, sir,

it's a link transmit from the ship,
so it's a bit confusing.

There must be someone there.

Anyone else with a
tactical line failure?

Level 27.

Last unit on the left.

Still no comms.

We're wasting time.

Is that it?

Yeah.

Tighten up.

Two with me. One flank.

You can tuck in, sir.

We've got this from here.

You can stop right there!

Go, go, go!

Slowly raise your hands above your head!

No sudden movements.

Hold your fire.

- Don't. Don't.
- What?

Leave it.

This is the ISB!

This is a warrant search.

This is your first and final warning.

- How many?
- I don't know.

I need to see open hands
and I need to see them now!

- Is there another way out?
- Not that we have time for.

- We can still close the door.
- We'll be trapped.

As opposed to what?

K, where are you? K!

Stop right there.

Sergeant!

Stop there!

Stunner.

Go, go!

Cass!

Cassian!

Hey, wake up!

Level 27.

What's the closest Tactical unit
we have in here?

Apparently everyone's out running down
the emergency disease warrant.

Flood it. Get anything
you can over there.

Stop right there!

Don't come any closer!

I'm not telling you again!

Flank! On me!

- Cass! Where are you?
- Back here!

Cassian, I've cleared a path.

TAC-five, TAC-five, zone 3512.
Any unit, please.

- It's in the queue.
- Channel check.

TAC-five, board check, please.

Running it now. You'll have to wait.

This should be open priority.
We need units immediately.

Open call confirmed. It's out there.

Push the request. Push it now!

Hey.

Yeah? Thank you.

Make sure she stays awake.

I assume any doubts
about my value have been erased.

You can speed up now.

You're welcome.

Hard right coming.

Explain this.

Tell me why whenever I'm being scolded
for troubling you,

I'm reminded the Rebellion
is bigger than all of us...

And yet, when you feel inconvenienced,

all I hear is how small
and how fragile it's all become.

This is more than inconvenience.

Why should I believe anything you say?

We know you're on Jedha, Saw.

We know you're picking off
Imperial transports.

We're trying to share what we hear
about how dangerous

that is making things for all of us.

What you know! What you hear!

Poking at my window!

How many more meddling squealers
have you sent my way?

I'm trying to help you.

You've already got
an Imperial Destroyer on site.

Keep hijacking these transports,
that'll be the least of your problems.

You have no idea where I am.

All your spies and infiltrators...

You think I'd still be alive if I hadn't

learned to bend them as I wish?

It's the Empire that's after you, Saw,
not us.

If only you could fight
as well as you lie.

You're sure he's in Jedha?

He's been warned.

- He's insane.
- He's not.

We've been probing his team for

over a year now. It's
an active operation.

Which is how you're sure he's on Jedha?

Sir...

Admiral Raddus requested you join him.

The missing U-wing. There's a situation.

Have they found it?

Well, speak up.

Apparently, it's coming in hot,

unauthorized, and requesting
landing coordinates.

I'll be right there.

- Is this Andor?
- I believe so.

With a stolen ship.
On an unsupervised mission.

You could make that case.

- Incredible.
- If you'll excuse me.

Makes the Senate look easy, doesn't it?

They're still transmitting, sir.

You know the protocol.

Scramble three, put two on the deck
in case we need them.

You're lucky Merrick's away.
He'd go shoot it down himself.

Let's hope that's not necessary.

- Try it again.
- It's not the comm unit.

Try again.

Transmitting.

Should have filed a flight plan.

- Nothing.
- Why aren't they answering?

We could be anybody.

They'll figure it out.

We're gettin' close, aren't we?

I suspect we'll be shot down
as an enemy probe.

Shut up, K.

But disobeying orders is so refreshing.

This is a restricted orbital airlane.

We have engaged targeting.

Failure to comply
with our specific commands

will trigger immediate destruction.

I plan to tell them I was kidnapped.

Stop right there!

She's injured.

Who else is with you?

Hello.

Just us.

She needs a doctor! Please!

Take her to the sick bay.

Weapons down.

Okay.

- Guys, careful.
- Careful.

- All right.
- Got her.

- Medical team on standby.
- Easy.

Keep him at the hangar.

- You. Droid.
- Me?

Power down this ship, walk away, then

power down yourself
until further notice.

I have important news.

I certainly hope so.

Come with me.

Is this everyone?

We don't have a quorum.

They'll be back soon enough.

We're not here to vote.

- Captain.
- Sir.

Apparently, you've been chasing
something you feel is...

worth violating every rule we live by.

Not exactly.

I went to save an old friend.
Of that, I'm guilty.

It's what I learned when I got there

that made us come back so recklessly.

You went to save Luthen Rael.

Luthen is dead.

We found Kleya at the old safehouse.

Who's Kleya?

Luthen's assistant.

She has some very urgent news.

So where is she?

She's been taken to the infirmary.

- Is she all right?
- She will be.

Well, let's have it, Captain.

Luthen Rael had a source in the ISB.

A Supervisor.
He was hidden there for years.

Yesterday, on Coruscant, Luthen
was called to an emergency meeting.

The source told him he'd just learned

that the Emperor's secret energy project

was the cover story
for the manufacture of a weapon.

The energy project?

That's hardly a secret.
We've been funding it for years.

Without details or inspections.

What kind of a weapon
are we talking about?

I don't know about the weapon.

Then what's the point?

Let him finish.

Luthen was told that
there's a connection

between the Ghorman destruction,

the kyber mining on Jedha,

and an Imperial engineer
named Galen Erso.

All of this conveniently wrapped
in a big "energy program" basket?

I'm just reporting what he was told.

It sounds like a paranoid fantasy.

Luthen Rael died for this.

And how has that been verified?

- Are you serious?
- Captain.

The problem, Captain, is Luthen.

I know you share a long history.

Both of you.

It's hard not to wonder if your judgment

here might be... less than objective.

I'll have to disagree.

It's everything I know about Luthen
that makes me believe this is real.

We're talking about

someone who's been a thorn in our side

since we began building this Alliance.

Did you know him?

Any of you?

Does anyone in this room
besides Senator Mothma

have any idea how much you owe him?

Oh, please.

When I say I know Luthen...

I mean I know the good and the bad.

I know what was wrong with him.

I had a front-row seat on that,

and I made my choice two years ago,

to join here and be part of this.

But none of that can take away
what he did and how hard it was.

I don't know if what he was told
is true or not.

But it's insulting to hear him run down

by people who have given a fraction
of his sacrifice to this Rebellion!

Enough!

When's the last time you two spoke?

A year ago.

A year ago?

When he had me rescue Senator Mothma
from the Senate.

Duly noted.

A lot can happen in a year,
wouldn't you agree?

He stayed on Coruscant too long.

The rumors we've been hearing
is that the ISB was onto Luthen.

I'm afraid it's just as easy to believe

that Luthen was the one being played.

- Or worse.
- His paranoia, his secrecy,

his inability to collaborate.

The web of doubts that he created,
it makes everything unbelievable.

So we do nothing?

Dodonna and Merrick
will be back tomorrow night.

This is active intelligence.

More like puffed-up speculation.

We will follow up tomorrow night
with a full session.

As of now, Captain Andor, you are
forbidden from accessing your ship...

and confined to quarters.

Requesting permission
to visit the infirmary.

Permission granted.

Your contact with Saw Gerrera.

Tivik.

He sent three urgent messages
from Kafrene in the past ten hours.

Saw's on Jedha.

And you think this can wait?

You're in no position
to make suggestions, Captain.

Make it quick.

Not exactly the hero's welcome
I promised, was it?

It's a lot for them to take in.

All at once, it's...

It's a lot.

I'm doing what I can. I promise.

I thought we were having breakfast.

What's happened?

Luthen's dead.

Cassian brought Kleya back, but...

- When did this happen?
- Just now.

Cassian?

He's been grounded.

He should stop saving people.

I need something.

They brought back some...

curious information.

I won't share it,
because I'm hoping he'll tell it to you,

and you'll tell me what you think.

Spy on him.

Help me believe him.

I have some bad news.

You couldn't find Luthen?

He's dead, Wil.

He made it worth it.

Sir.

Another message from Kafrene.

He won't talk to anybody but Andor.

Call him back.

Will you drink to Luthen?

Just this once.

Can't toast them all, can we?

Gorn, Nemik...

- Taramyn...
- Cinta.

The Ghormans, Ferrix.

Your mother.

The Dhanis.

Aldhani.

I've heard people claim they were there
when it happened.

I'd kill anyone I heard say that.

I believe you would.

Mon wants to know
if your Luthen story is real.

He died for it.

Does it matter what he did to us
along the way?

Does it matter how it twisted him?

None of this exists without him.

None of us are here.

Kleya wouldn't lie about it.

Tell me what she said.

There will be times
when the struggle seems impossible.

I know this already.

Alone, unsure,
dwarfed by the scale of the enemy.

Remember this, freedom is a pure idea.

It occurs spontaneously
and without instruction.

Random acts of insurrection are

occurring constantly
throughout the galaxy.

There are whole armies,

battalions that have no idea that

they've already enlisted in the cause.

Remember that the frontier
of the Rebellion is everywhere.

And even the smallest act of
insurrection pushes our lines forward.

And then remember this.

The Imperial need for control is so

desperate because it is so unnatural.

Tyranny requires constant effort.

It breaks, it leaks.

Authority is brittle.

Oppression is the mask of fear.

I'm assuming you've heard it before.

Bits and pieces.

Just keeps spreading, doesn't it?

It's been hard to contain.

Who do you think it is?

I'm afraid they're waiting for you, sir.

I told them I'd bring you down.

May I have a moment
to collect my thoughts?

You should reconnect with Bix.

She's safe, isn't she?

That's what I hear.

She wouldn't be safe with me.

It's too late for that.

She might disagree.

Once this settles down, maybe...

I'll think about it.

Don't wait too long.

Kleya?

Kleya. It's me.

It's Vel.

I'm not sure it'll do much good,
but put this on.

Come on. You can't stay out here.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm sorry about Luthen.

What you did for him,
I can't imagine that was easy.

It had to be done.

It gets tiring saying that, doesn't it?

He always used to say...

"Know your way out before you go in."

I don't even really know where I am.

I have friends everywhere.

You're here with friends.

I need to find my cousin
and you need to sleep.

We've been released.

They threw us out.

Got tired of listening to him.

None of that is true.

General Draven brought us home.

He's outside.

Tivik's on Kafrene until tomorrow.

He'll only meet with you.

That doesn't sound promising.

Do you trust him?

I try.

There's an Imperial Destroyer
parked over Jedha as of two days ago.

We were warning Saw to step away
before you came back.

Jedha. Kyber crystal. An ISB mole

and Luthen dying to get us in motion.

Now Tivik keeps calling us.

If this is all a trap,
it's a brilliant way to spring it.

How do I get to Kafrene?

You have news.

You need to hear us out.

Kassa?

Waking up humans is always confusing.

What is it?

The man you do not like is here.

Excuse us, droid.

Sleep well?

No.

Ever sleep well?

No.

Then we have something in common.

General Draven has your orders.

Proceed to your contact,
learn what you can.

Do it quickly.

Can I ask what changed?

If I die fighting the Empire...

I want to go down swinging.

- You find that amusing?
- No, but...

You and Luthen would have gotten along
much better than you think.

May the Force be with you, Captain.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

There's a rumor we have a flight plan.

The Ring of Kafrene.

Tivik?

We'll take the quick way.

It's so much easier
when I know what we're doing.

Get us out of here.

G-g-go again.

Once m-m-more and I win.

It's okay.

It's okay.

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