Star Wars: The Clone Wars

A planet under siege!

Separatist forces mercilessly batter

the beautiful and elegant world of Christophsis.

Unable to defend themselves any longer,

the people of Christophsis call on the Jedi for assistance.

Hoping to save lives and prevent further destruction,

Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker plan a daring ambush

which could turn the tide in the fight for this crucial star system.

Anakin, how are you doing over there?

We're set. I've got some guys here that are anxious to get going.

Glad to hear it.

-We're back, General. -Good. The show is about to begin.

How's that cannon coming, boys?

We'll have this one back in business in no time, sir.

The droids are advancing.

I'm seeing a full battalion coming right on schedule.

Tanks! They brought tanks.

A little closer.

-They're splitting up. -What?

Something's gone wrong. Prepare all troops for...

Go! Go!

Abort the mission!

Our position's been compromised.

Obi-Wan, what's going on?

We're cut off. The droids are on to us.

Gunship, come in. Hawk, we need an evac in the south tower.

Roger that, sir. We're coming.

-South tower? We're in the north. -Not for long.

Rex, fire your cables.

Blast them!

This way is clear.

-How did you get over here? -I improvised.

Now what?

Maybe this tactical droid will tell us how they knew our plan.

The Republic Army is in the north and south towers, level 46.

It just doesn't make sense.

Blast!

Well, at least we're not the only ones having a bad day.

Generals. They had all our intel.

That would explain the ambush.

How could we have left ourselves so vulnerable to a security breach?

I don't think we did.

You think someone infiltrated our defenses?

Possibly. It would have to be someone cunning and resourceful enough

to gain access to all our plans.

But that still wouldn't explain how they got our intel.

No, you're right. They wouldn't act alone.

They'd have someone working with them.

A spy, sir?

But who would want to betray our troops to the Seppies?

Excellent question, Commander.

Perhaps it's time we made a visit behind enemy lines.

-I think we'll find our answers there. -We'll get right on it.

No, Captain. I need you here to find the security breach.

You can count on us, sir.

One more thing. This mission is extremely confidential.

The spy could be anyone. Let no one know of our mission.

Understood, sir.

Someone left his comlink on.

Someone has been listening to everything we said.

Hey! Stop!

Who's that?

I'll follow him. You take the west corridor.

I'm on it.

He must have gone in the mess hall.

-We've got a big problem. -Yeah.

The only people in here are brothers.

One of us? Great! But which one?

We'll have to wait for his next move. Keep this to ourselves.

-Better contact the Jedi. -I'm on it.

Don't shoot. Just keep their communications jammed.

-Roger, roger. -Roger, roger.

We can't reach General Kenobi.

Whoever it is has blocked our communications.

We're gonna have to find this guy ourselves.

Artoo, come over here and plug in.

What are you doing?

The guy got his messages out there somehow. Just gotta find them.

What do you think, he just sat down and wrote a note?

You have to start somewhere.

We appear to have picked up some friends.

Indeed. In fact,

I believe the number of eyes watching us has been steadily growing.

Great. Perhaps this means our adversary has learned about our mission.

Perhaps it does.

-Of course, nobody's tried to stop us yet. -Also true.

They want us to get to the Separatist headquarters.

-Which means this is a trap. -I imagine it is.

Well, that's unfortunate,

for them.

Artoo's found something.

-What is it? Is it the traitor? -I'm not sure. Maybe.

Well, what is he looking for?

Wavelength interference, weak frequencies, spotty, irregular.

See how it shows up every few days, then disappears?

Day to day, you wouldn't notice it.

-What? -It's the pattern.

The band's only coming off one terminal in the whole base.

-Check it out. -Hmm.

Slick's barracks.

Only Slick's men would have access to that terminal.

-Yeah. Slick's not gonna like that. -No, he's not.

But if one of his men is giving away our intel,

we have to find him and sort this out.

No guards. No barricades.

You'd think the Separatist headquarters would be better protected.

But, clearly, keeping us out is not what they intend.

No. No way. My guys are the best.

No way they're capable of something like this.

Something like what?

-You called them here? -Of course we did.

We're getting to the bottom of this. Now.

Look, let me have a few minutes with them first.

It's gonna hit them hard.

They trust each other, and if one of our own betrayed us...

I don't think that's necessary. Your men are tough, right?

Take a seat, gentlemen.

We have a turncoat in our midst,

and we think it's one of you.

So this is the belly of the beast.

Ventress.

And here I thought this mission would be unpleasant.

The pleasure's all mine, my dear Obi-Wan. I've missed you.

I... I don't know. I was doing the things I always do after a mission.

-Things like what? -I'm sorry, sir. I'm just a little nervous.

You're my C.O.

Well, way I figure it, you tell the truth, you got nothing to be nervous about.

Jester is telling the truth. He cleans his weapon after every mission.

First thing, every time. He's kind of obsessed that way.

Is that right?

-You were cleaning your weapon? -Yes, sir.

Go on the computer while you were in here?

No, sir. I didn't even power it up.

You can check.

Show me your weapon.