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[dramatic fanfare]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

[blasters firing]

- X-wings engage.

Increase front deflectors.

Weapons Team, all firepower on those TIE Fighters.

- Whoa, the way you order everyone around

reminds me of chapter 129 of my autobiography:

"From Trenches to Wrenches: The Prisoner of Tatooine."

The Freemakers landed a job

as the pit crew of Ben Quadinaros.

- Roger, we need a podracer compressor.

Go find one. - Sure.

No problem.

I'm sure someone will just roll by with a...

- [speaking Jawa]

- Jawas, perfect.

- Oh. And here I thought you were being sarcastic.

- I was. Sometimes it just works out.

I'm looking for a compressor.

- [speaking Jawa]

- Um, my Jawa is a little rusty.

Either you're planning on droidknapping me

and selling me to a farmer, or you're--augh!

[laughter]

- Yeah, okay. It was the first one.

A compressor. Nice!

- Gonk. Gonk.

- I'll just show myself-- whoa!

[dramatic music]

Okay, gonna need a plan B.

Hello, plan B.

- Gonk gonk?

- What am I doing?

I'm sabotaging this Sandcrawler.

Once I've ground its gears to a stop, then I can escape.

[metal grinding] Augh!

Pain!

So much pain!

[wailing]

[Sand People shouting]

- Oh, blast.

- [speaking Jawa]

[sand people shouting]

- I'll let you work this out amongst yourselves.

[sighs]

- Finally.

It took you long enough.

- You're welcome.

And that was sarcasm, by the way.

- Uh, Roger, how is this relevant?

- I'm just saying, when someone does their best,

uh, a "thank you" is nice.

[blaster fires] [ship rumbles]

- Aft deflector shields full. Now!

- [clears throat]

- And, um, thank you, everyone.