Star Wars: The Bad Batch

How much longer until we're in hyperspace, Tech?

That depends on when Echo plans on getting the drive back online.

I'm working on it!

I don't think Ruby likes this very much.

You named that thing?

What's with these guys?

Well, we did steal from them.

Technically, the Rhokai stole the lizard first.

We are merely intercepting it.

They don't see it that way.

It's loose! It's loose!

Get it off! Get it off. Get it off!

Stay calm. You're scaring her.

Get it off. Get it off. Get it off!

Hyperdrive's online.

Got her.

That is one strange-looking lizard.

What's your client want it for?

Maybe it's a pet. Maybe he wants to turn it into a stew. Don't know, don't care.

As long as you get paid.

Now you're catching on.

And guess what? That means you get paid too.

Bring the lizard in the back.

Hunter?

What are you two up to?

The mission's over. Can we go?

Again?

It's a tradition.

It makes the kid happy.

Uh-huh.

The kid.

Don't take long.

All right, fellas, here's your cut.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You said the job paid three times this.

For me, not for you.

And just how is this a mutually beneficial arrangement?

You're breathing, aren't you?

Rather generous considering the debt you owe me.

What debt?

Docking fees, port charges, gear, fuel, rations,

and 20 cartons of Mantell Mix.

Best part of the mission.

Mm-hmm.

That'll be 14 credits for the Mantell Mix.

Mmm. - Uh, yeah... uh, put it on Cid's tab.

Hey, you're in my seat. Move it!

Oh, he's ignoring you.

You hearing me? I said move it.

Now, I like you boys, but I'm not running a charity here.

You need a big score for us to be square.

Like what?

Like retrieving that tactical droid, but you bungled that op.

I suggest you figure something out before you see my ugly side.

That's not her ugly side?

What was that, goggles?

Move! Out of my way!

Hey, what's going on in here?

Who are you?

Rex?

Oh, great. Another clone. Just what I needed.

Well, don't get comfy.

I'm done taking in strays.

This ain't a clone clubhouse, ya know.

Unbelievable. Thinkin' they own the place.

Captain.

It's been a while, boys.

Where have you been, Rex?

Hmm.

That's a long story.

And when the war ended,

I guess you could say I've been... keeping a low profile.

Very low. Imperial files have you listed as killed in action.

Being dead in the Empire's eyes has its advantages.

Well, how'd you track us down?

Trace and Rafa Martez.

They said a squad of rogue clones helped them on Corellia.

They told me I could find you here.

And that you were traveling with a kid.

Who is she?

Omega. She's a clone like us.

Well, look who it is.

Come here, Rex.

Yeah. Good to see you too, Wrecker.

I thought you didn't like the regs.

This one we like.

Omega, this is Rex.

I've met many clones in my time, but never one like you.

You're a generation one.

Now how'd you know that?

From the lines on your face.

Yeah, I guess I've been around.

You got that right.

Tech, I need one of those med patches.

You used the last one.

What's wrong?

Nothing. It's just a headache.

Which are becoming more frequent.

Is that so?

If you're concerned about the so-called inhibitor chips, don't be.

Our deviant nature appears to have impeded their functionality.

Except in Crosshair.

You're telling me you haven't removed your chips?

No, not yet.

Rex?

Those chips make you a threat to everyone around you. Even her.

You're all ticking time bombs.

Take it easy, Captain.

What's in your head is more dangerous than you can imagine.

I've seen what happens when the chip activates,

and I don't want to bury any more of our brothers.

Trust me. It is not something you can control.

I couldn't.

It's a risk you do not want to take.

How do you suggest we get them out?

Good question. I'll be in touch.

I don't like this plan.

We agreed to meet Rex on Bracca. That's what we're doing.

He wants to cut open my head.

All of our heads actually.

Not mine. I don't have an inhibitor chip.

Why not? Now, that's not fair.

How's the chip scanner coming?

Since Rex's chip was removed, I am able to establish a baseline

by comparing his brain scan to ours.

Allowing for the detection of any cellular anomaly.

He means, "It's almost finished."

Do we really have to do this?

If Rex is sure, we should trust him.

What is this place?

A starship graveyard.

I'm picking up Rex's beacon.

Right on time.

How's a junk planet gonna help us?

Follow me.

Bracca may not be much to look at, but it has exactly what we need.

I had my inhibitor chip taken out on a Jedi cruiser just like that.

That's where we're heading.

Then why'd we land all the way over here?