Star Wars: Skeleton Crew

No! That's the emergency hull demolition sequencer.

Never, ever, ever touch that.

This ship is the Onyx Cinder.

Tak Rennod's the most infamous pirate the galaxy's ever known.

Anything he wanted,

he took it.

I have the ship, clad in armor and ready...

But Captain Rennod scanned At Attin's coordinates.

Kept 'em hid in his lair, deep beneath Skull Ridge Mountain.

I can't go down there.

You worried about corrosion from the steam?

You'll be fine.

Is that Dash Zentin?

Here's the coordinates.

Now how about my payment?

You'll have your payment when I have Silvo.

I invoke my right to challenge the captain.

Just say you yield.

- Just say you yield. - I yield.

Jod is the victor.

I know!

K... KB?

KB! Are you... Are you okay?

Help! Over here!

KB! KB, are you okay?

What's wrong with her?

Sometimes her augs go bad and then she can't move.

Uh-huh.

Okay, KB. I'm gonna reset your occipital link.

Come on, help me get her on her side.

Is she gonna be okay?

Yeah. It's okay.

Don't worry, KB. You're gonna be fine.

Hmm.

Hello.

Yes. I'm glad you're here.

I'd like to check out, refuel my ship, prepare for my immediate departure.

Don't move. You're not going anywhere.

Move, move.

Oh, we've got a very special cabin in our ship all ready for you, Silvo.

I was coming to find you.

Down there is the biggest pile of loot

you will ever lay your eye on.

Save it, Silvo.

You're going straight to Captain Brutus.

Let's go.

Wait, wait. That's just a taste.

I'm in line for something even bigger. I'll cut you in.

33, attack!

Aye, Captain!

33?

No hard feelings, Dash.

It really has been wonderful running into you.

Sir! Sir! X-wings!

Retreat!

Back to the ships! Bring the droid! Load 'em on board!

Power up the engines!

Hurry it up, you bilge rats!

Pirates!

Those other ships are fighting them off!

They're like the ones that Kh'ymm called.

She said they were called X-wings.

But Jod said X-wings were bad.

No, they're the good guys!

- Hey, wait up! Over here! Help! - We're over here!

- Over here! - Down here!

- Don't leave! - Help! No, no!

They left us!

It's too bad.

'Cause I have the coordinates home and everything.

So it's in your brain?

Perfect.

So now we just need to climb back to our ship.

It's still there, see?

That's not "perfect."

It's impossible.

Wim, stay here.

You too, Neel.

Hey.

You are okay, right?

So, I just know Wim's gonna fight me on climbing the cliff.

How should we play it? Because, to be honest,

I don't even know if Neel is gonna be able to--

Maybe we should consider some other options.

Well, we have to get back to the ship, right?

- I can't think of any other options. - You can't.

So you just assume there aren't any?

Hey, KB, why are you--

Because if you were actually interested, you'd be listening for once,

and maybe we'd actually talk about something.

If there's something so important that you want to tell me, then go ahead.

Uh, Fern!

We're not alone down here.

Get away!

They could be dangerous.

- No, they're friendly. - Friendly, friendly.

Friendly, friendly.

- Friendly. - See, they can talk.

And that means they're intelligent. They can help.

Uh-uh. No way. Sorry, Wim. No, no, no, no.

Wim, we need to climb back to the ship and--

What? Up there?

No, you're gonna fall and smash all the bones in your body.

- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not! - Yes, you are!

- No, I'm not-- - Yes, you are!

I'm not doing this stupid baby fight with you!

This isn't a game!

I know it's not a game.

- Really? - Stop fighting!

Stop it.

Okay? We all need to work together to get back to the ship.

I know. That's what I've been saying.

These guys are locals.

We can follow them to someone who can help.

- Follow. - Follow.

Follow.

- Follow. - Follow.

I'm with Wim.

Fine.

I guess we're splitting up.

Fine.

I guess we are.

Let's go, Neel.

Yeah, probably groups of two makes the most sense.

We'll pick you guys up once we get to the ship.

Well, okay, but we'll already be at the ship waiting for you.

Follow.

- Follow. Follow. - Help. Help.

Come on, KB.

- Follow. Follow. - Help. Help.

Captain Brutus will now pronounce the verdict.

I find the so-called "Mad" Captain Silvo guilty!

Shut up!

For his heinous crimes, I sentence him...

to death by airlock.

Yeah!

Wait!

Wait!

What of equal time?

Right of Last Appeal.

So says the Pirate's Code.

The Right of Last Appeal must be honored.

Equal time.

Most gracious.

Equal time will now begin.

Open your gob!

I'm hungry.

I've been hungry since I can remember.

'Cause all I ever had were scraps.

What's he on about?

Just kill him already.

He'll say anything to save his skin.

How long have you been hungry?

What?

How long?

How long have you been left behind?

In the junk heaps of the galaxy fighting over crumbs.

Enough of this glitter-speech, Silvo.

The words of a dead man are worthless.

Plasma still runs, sir.

We're all hungry!

Because credits are scarce, there's never enough.

He's right.

What if there were?

Just imagine.

What if there were a place...

where you didn't have to divvy up your take

because your take never ran out?

Imagine that.

- Yeah. - Yes.

Just... just imagine.

Glerb, my friend.

That glow-weed plantation we all know you're saving up for.

Imagine if you could buy yourself an entire ocean.

That'd be something.

I failed you.

I'm sorry, Kona.

You should have a command of your own.

And not just one ship.

An entire fleet.

I'll bite, Silvo. What's the trick?