Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Clone troopers unite!

As war rages across the galaxy,

the Republic's clone army strives for victory

against the evil forces of the Separatists.

Bravery, valor, unity,

the lifeblood of victory on the battlefield and in space.

It all begins on the planet Kamino,

where Jedi General Shaak Ti oversees the training of clones

with the help of contracted bounty hunters.

Bred to be perfect soldiers, these cadets must first be subjected

to intense physical and mental training before heading off to war.

You're clear! You're clear!

Cover fire!

This is Command. You must break through enemy lines and take the tower.

- Comlink just relayed orders from... - We all heard the orders, Echo!

- Stop calling me that. - Stop repeating every order!

Less yapping, more blasting!

Let's smoke these chrome domes and move on to the Citadel!

CT-782! You're breaking formation!

Just follow my lead, will you?

He's clearing a path. I'm moving.

Thanks, CT-27-5555. That was close.

It's "Fives"! The name is Fives!

Yeah, five pieces if you don't keep your head down!

How about we follow orders? This is our last practice test!

Will you shut up with instructions? You're not in charge.

This particular unit seems to have some trouble.

What do you recommend?

Well, I'm no Jedi, so forgive my bluntness, but I say they fail.

Send them down to maintenance duty with 99 and the other rejects.

We can't fail them yet. Remember, this is only a practice test.

And besides, the Citadel course was constructed to be a difficult challenge.

Although I don't agree with his sentiment, Bric isn't wrong.

These cadets are far from ready.

I can't hit anything from here.

No! We have to follow orders!

The one they call "Echo" never adapts to the situation.

CT-782 seems to follow his own path. He can't do it all alone.

You go, I'll cover you.

- I'm a better shot, you go. - No, you go!

Look at those two. Argue on the battlefield, you end up dead.

And the last one.

I surrender. I surrender!

Need I say more?

If these cadets can't get past their shortsighted selfishness,

they will never come together. Unity wins war, gentlemen.

Computer, end exercise for Domino Squad.

99, would you please send a cleaning crew to the training ground?

Yes, mistress, we'll take care of the mess.

You should tell that 99 to drag away the mess called Domino Squad.

We almost had it this time.

Yeah, and we all look nothing alike either.

Sorry about the mess, 99.

It's okay, boys. Nice try.

So I says to her, "Baby, you and me could really..."

You've never even met a girl.

You know, you shouldn't worry because most clones pass.

Yeah, but not all of us, right, shortie?

Guys, we've got to follow orders. Come on!

I don't know. I think it went rather well.

Quit joking around.

Can we please stop arguing?

Can you stop being droid bait out there? You're getting in my way.

Actually, our way.

Well, you want to be the best, then you got to think like it.

And I'm thinking like an ARC trooper.

ARC troopers follow orders.

Care to repeat that, Echo?

Come on, get him, Hevy! Smack that know-it-all!

Cut it out!

If you two would focus on fighting droids as much as you do fighting each other,

you might stand a chance out there.

Sorry, Master Chief.

Well, Master Chief,

maybe our problems come from our training.

I'd rather be taught by a Jedi than some mercenary bounty hunter.

Jedi don't have the time to train grunts like you,

that's why they hired me.

Listen, boys, when you were assigned to me, I had high hopes for you.

Now we're approaching the end of your training

and you haven't advanced nearly enough.

Even this bad batcher, 99, has more sense than you guys do,

and he's a maintenance clone!

You... You don't give them enough credit.

You're all a waste of my time.

I understand your concerns, Master Jed..

Ever since the unfortunate death of Jango Fett,

we have had to stretch his DNA to produce more clones.

A Jedi does not feel concern, Lama Su.

However, I have noticed this unit of clones have been...

Deficient?

My only thought is for you to search the galaxy

and find a suitable donor for your future clones.

And what of the clones produced so far?

As you know, there is no one way to make a clone.

Sometimes our efforts are less than successful.

Are you suggesting we just cast off the Domino Squad?

They're living beings, not objects.

You Jedi show too much compassion.

Nevertheless, as General in charge of training,

the decision on what to do with them would be yours, Master Jedi.

Gentlemen, who wants to be an ARC Trooper?

- I do, sir! - I do, sir!

You have to pass your final test first.

I want you to meet Commander Colt of the rancor battalion.

I want you troopers to remember,

we're shoulder-to-shoulder on those front lines. Brothers.

And sometimes we may quarrel, but no matter what, we are united.

Rule one, we fight together.

So, who's ready to step up first?

Let's start with the unit that ran the practice test in record time.

ARC trooper time.

Think he means us, boys?

Bravo Unit, step up.

Well, bravo for Bravo Squad.

Show an ARC trooper how it's done.

Come on, boys, maybe we can learn something.

Shut up, Echo.

Start the Citadel challenge, version THX, variable 1138.

Go right! Clankers!

We're better than these guys.

Okay, this is it. Go for it!

He's going to make it.

I'm impressed. You trained them well. Who's next?

The Domino Squad.

And how are they?

- We can do this, guys. - All we have to do is follow orders.

Check it out, guys. Time to watch the Dominos fall.

- They are so much better than us. - Knock it off.

Begin the program. Let's not take it easy on them.

They're getting farther than normal.

Maybe so, but they're sloppy.

This is nothing.

Give them their next set of orders and watch the chaos ensue.

I'm telling you, these guys just aren't ready.

I flank left, you flank right!

Take it easy, I'm on your side. Get it, your side, huh?

Pretty unorthodox.

Droid bait, behind you!

Man down!