The first 157 lines.
See?
No jail cell can hold me.
Uh, did he mean to do that?
Right on schedule.
Aaah!
- Jump! - Y-You can't get any closer?
Raam's scared of heights. You're scared of heights.
You are! You!
No, you! No, you stop that!
Coming! Right!
You're scared of heights! You taught me to be scared!
Hold on. You're scared of heights.
Told you you're scared of heights.
Jabba! Trust me, it's gonna be great.
Now, I listened to your criticism from last time.
I processed it, I thought about it. I made some adjustments.
So now, let me present to you... Wait for it!
Boom! Graballa's New and Improved Beachside Resort!
"Boring"?
How do you think that went? Because I kinda think that could've gone better.
Yep.
Oh! Thanks for joining us. And where have you been?
Rotting in an Imperial jail. Didn't you get my messages?
Graballa, it's Dengar. We ran into some trouble on Bespin and...
Yeah, no. I didn't get any of those. Look, I'm real busy, fellas.
Too busy for this?
I located that crystal-finding kid you're looking for... Rowan Freemaker.
Oh!
Let's run it down again. Naare claims she's a Jedi, has a lightsaber,
can use the Force.
But that Force-sensitive plant from Felucia... Naare made it die.
Which makes me wonder...
Is she lying? Is she... evil?
And if she is,
my sister's right.
Kordi won't rub it in. I won't get an "I told ya so." Right, Roger?
Roger?
Sorry.
I automatically shut down after 20 minutes of not listening.
You were saying... uh, something?
Yeah. I think I have to tell Kordi... Tell me what?
How you didn't hang the astromech motivators,
so they fell and broke and cost us credits we cannot afford to lose?
No, actually, I...
- Told you that'd happen, Rowan. - Yeah, you did.
So, how are you going to make this up to me?
I don't know. It's not like I can clap my hands and make a paying job come in.
Guess what! A job just came in!
Clap them again. Hurry.
Blast! It was just a coincidence. Go on.
Let's assume I don't speak Toong.
Who's that and what's the job? What?
That is Ben Quadinaros, galactic podracing champion.
His pit crew came down with a bad case of sand rot.
Oh, no! That's terrible!
Oh, yeah, right. Terrible disease for them. Great opportunity for us!
Ben wants us to come to Tatooine and be his crew for a big race tomorrow!
And he's paying a lot of credits, so you can't say no.
N... N...
N... He's right. I physically can't say it.
Agent Naare, report.
My lord, I've been working diligently with Rowan and...
Eh, Naare, we can't hear you. Adjust your holo-transceiver.
Oh. Sorry, my lord. How about now?
Now we can hear you.
But we can't see you.
Oh, I... I don't know what's wrong. I...
You totally fell for it!
What? -We could see you and hear y the entire time.
Yes!
Ha-ha! But my hilarious prank makes a serious point.
I don't want to hear excuses.
I want to see results.
Get me my Kyber Saber! Now!
Good talk.
Oh! My favorite caf mug?
Ugh, today just gets better and better.
Rowan, I really need you to reach out with those feelings and...
"Closed"?
Uh, I really needed some new load lifters.
I'll just come back when they're open.
Of all the jobs in all the systems,
why did this one have to be on such a hot planet?
Ugh! No human can live like this!
This is the best job ever!
Correction... No normal human.
Hurry! Quadinaros will be here at any second.
Those pieces are not gonna attach themselves.
Kordi, look at that stabilizer vane. It's totally bent.
I'll go straighten it out while you snap in these heat dissipaters.
Ugh! Is that what I sound like?
Yeah.
That is really annoying.
Hey, little Brother. Back at the shop? I'm sorry I got on you.
Thanks, Kordi.
In fact, wasn't there something you wanted to tell me?
Yeah, there is. I'm starting to worry that...
Yes, Mr. Quadinaros! Here we are.
I know the race is in a few minutes, but don't worry.
We'll have your pod up and running.
Now let's discuss my favorite part, where you pay us.
Sure! We would love to meet your sponsor, right?
Graballa!
Did he just say...
Graballa?
- This isn't a job. - It's a trap!
- You set us up? - Hey, whoa! I set you up.
It's amazing what you can accomplish
when you threaten to snap off a guy's antennae.
Run along, Benny. You're done.
Sleemo.
I heard that!
Now, would you like to discuss the location of the Kyber Saber crystals?
Uh, not really. Actually, I'd like to just go.
Hey!
We can do this the easy way
or the Hutt way.
Graballa!
Oh. Hey, Jabba! There's a guy. Fancy meeting you here.
Permission?
Since when do I need permission to come visit my favorite-est cousin?
What a joker this guy is, right? Come on!
Boba!
Dengar.
Buddy! Why...
Still wearing the ol' bedsheet, eh?
What can I say? It breathes.
How's your mother? Same ol', same ol'.
Wishes I'd settle down and give her some little bounty hunters.
Well, at least you have a mother. I'm a clone.
Podracer.
You're still thinking about the blasted podrace?
We can escape on the podracer.
Oh. Right.
Yes, of course I know what happens to guys that cross you.
I'm not some ignorant...
You-You take that everywhere with you?
It's just a little... What's the word? Weird.
Just a little weird.
Look, Jabba, this thing with me and the boy doesn't concern you.
Which boy? He's right over my right shoulder. He's right there.
I'm not gonna turn around yet,
but I'm assuming he's not there, is he?
And remember how Vader was all, "No disintegrations"?
They're getting away! Again!
Speeder bikes! Now!
Roger! I can't see anything!
Well, sorry, but it's not like I had time to pick my favorite seat!
Move!
For a so-called podrace expert, you stink at driving one!
Hey! It's not my fault. This is a one-seater, but four of us are on it!
Not for long.
Just stop this thing...
- Don't stop! Don't stop! - Hang on!
Dengar's right behind us! We need to lose him!
Okay, okay, okay! I think I got this.
Zander!
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