Star Wars Rebels

This transmitter is all we could scrounge up.

What do you think?

Well, I can boost the power,

but not enough to overcome the Empire's jamming signal.

They're blocking all non-Imperial transmissions.

We have to find a way to make contact with Hera.

If she made it past the blockade.

She made it.

And she'll convince rebel command to launch an attack.

We need to be ready to help.

Help?

Look, I want to fight,

but the Empire's got thousands of troops.

We are hiding in a cave with no ships, no supplies,

and a couple of blasters.

We've done a lot more with a lot less.

There's a way, and we'll find it.

Ah, what now?

I can't make contact outside the planet,

but I'm picking up something transmitting nearby.

How close?

Close enough to take a look.

Better check it out.

There. It's an ore crawler.

I think I saw some of those burning through the grasslands up north.

Yeah. They strip rake the surface for raw materials

to feed the Imperial factory.

And they've burned all the way down here?

That's halfway across the planet.

Yeah, but that ship might be just what we need.

You might be more right than you know, Zeb.

That crawler is equipped with a long-range communications array.

One that can reach Hera?

I'm almost sure of it.

Based upon data provided by Captain Syndulla,

the TIE defender Elite

possesses speed, weapons, and shields

superior to any fighter in our fleet.

Can we destroy it?

In single ship-to-ship combat, unlikely.

Our analysts have yet to find a weakness in its design.

If we can't find a way to fight this thing,

it's imperative we prevent it from being mass-produced.

I request permission to lead an attack squadron

back to Lothal to destroy that factory.

Considering the Empire's defenses

and our limited attack capability,

I am not sure now is the right time.

We can't afford to wait.

I have a group standing by on the ground

ready to aid any mission.

What about the blockade and Admiral Thrawn?

Your evidence is persuasive, Captain,

but we'll need time to discuss further action.

Perhaps it's best you wait outside.

Sabine, you're up.

I've got movement.

Yep, Mining Guild security droid.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)

I like that song.

Huh? (SCREAMS)

Hello, there.

Pirate scum.

Sabine, shut off that alarm.

Get off.

Stick around, Captain.

Do you have any idea who you're messing with?

The Mining Guild, we know.

(OVER COMLINK) Guild control to Crawler 413-24.

You've activated your distress beacon and ceased output.

Is there a problem? Do you copy? Over.

Ha! You're done, thieving scoundrels.

Guild control to Crawler 413-24.

Respond immediately.

Yes, respond.

We better come up with something.

Ezra, this one's all you.

Be my guest.

Sorry.

The crawler has malfunctioned.

Is that what I sound like?

Is this Operator 94-34? You sound different.

Uh, I'm sick.

Pirates! Help!

Crawler 413-24, repeat.

Sorry. Engine flare.

Part of the malfunction.

We're fixing it.

Liars! Liars! (GROANS)

We are sending a technical crew over to assist. Stand by.

Uh, negative, control.

We can make repairs ourselves.

Do you copy? Over.

Uh, that could've gone better.

I thought it was pretty good.

Just make sure the captain stays quiet,

and let's get to work.

We don't have much time.

Well, this comm unit's older than I thought.

It may take a while to boost this thing's power enough

to beam out a long-range transmission.

That's weird.

Someone activated the inter-vehicle comm.

There's a signal coming from the rear section of the crawler.

Zeb and I will check it out.

As soon as Sabine gets that comm working, contact Hera.

And watch him.

Nothing here but a big headache.

That signal came from somewhere.

Take a look around up here. I'll check out below.

Please don't hurt us.

Slaves?

It's all right. I'm not with the Mining Guild.

You're safe.

Finally!

My friends have come to rescue me!

Vizago?

I told the others how the Empire banished me

to this monstrosity for helping you rebels.

But I knew you would not leave me here to rot.

Right!

Right.

I told them the foreman would be no match for a Jedi.

Foreman?

Let's hope you're right!

Drop the whip and step away from my friend,

you knuckle brained lizard.

Is that thing working yet?

I've made the modifications,

but I need to encrypt our message

so that the Empire doesn't trace the signal

back to rebel command.

Get off my bridge.

I'll have you crushed into extraction waste!

Can't you keep him quiet?

Ain't nothing gonna shut me up!

Hey!

You can't put me in there.

I know people!

Yeah, well, if you see any of your people in there, tell them I said hello.

(CHUCKLES) You got a big surprise coming.

Maybe you should check on Kanan and Zeb?

I'm sure they're fine.

Kanan, up here!

I'm coming, Zeb. Hang on!

You're really, really heavy.

You see that? Those are my friends.

Still no decision.

They don't trust me.

It isn't that.

The TIE defender isn't our only problem.

The Empire has some new plan, as evidenced by "Protocol 13."

Never heard of it.

It is the immediate evacuation

of all Imperial personnel

from an occupied planet.

An order like that should only confirm our worst fears.

And we're too afraid to do anything about it.

Captain Syndulla, this is a closed-door...

Senator, if I may.

I know the odds are against this attack's success.

But if that fighter goes into production,

our squadrons will not stand a chance.

I believe it's a risk worth taking.

And whether we fail or succeed,

at least our actions will show the Empire and the galaxy