The Mandalorian

Don't worry, brother.

Thank you.

You are not Mandalorian.

He's one of them.

One of what?

The Darksaber.

In order for her to wield the Darksaber again,

it must be won in battle.

What of your plans to retake Mandalore?

When I returned without the Darksaber, my forces melted away.

Where is the stolen fleet?

Making their way through the galaxy as mercenaries.

I am going to Mandalore.

No!

Without the Creed, what are we?

What do we stand for?

Our people are scattered like stars in the galaxy.

You rescued me and I'll always be in your debt.

Remove your helmet.

Our people have strayed from the Way

and it is not enough for a few to walk it.

Bo-Katan Kryze is going off to bring other Mandalorians in exile to us

so that we may join together once again.

But she shows her face.

Bo-Katan walks both worlds.

She can bring all tribes together.

It is time to retake Mandalore.

Hail, Imperial friends.

We are a peaceful Quarren freighter

making our way to do business in the Mid Rim.

And were unaware of any local warlords that required payment.

(ON COMMS) I am not a criminal.

Of course not.

I intended no disrespect.

Basic is not my native tongue.

I meant to say that we were not aware

of the majestic Imperial presence in this sector,

and we will gladly hire your protection.

We are not Imperial either.

We are Mandalorian.

And, sadly, you're too late to hire us.

You see, we've been commissioned to track you down, Captain Shuggoth.

This is an act of war.

"War?" (LAUGHS)

We're privateers. Individuals for hire.

The price is high but we are very good at what we do.

Loyal as well.

Which is why we cannot accept your generous offer.

You see, we were already hired by a certain Mon Calamari Viceroy

who has reason to believe you absconded with her son.

It's a lie.

We finally have peace with the Calamari.

Why would I jeopardize peace and prosperity?

We have all suffered too much from war.

I didn't say anything about war.

I know it was for love.

But my job is not to judge,

but simply to complete the tasks for which we were hired.

- (GASPS) - No. I won't go. I won't go.

We love each other.

Sorry. I've gotta bring you back home to your folks.

After that, you can do whatever you want.

Okay, let's make this quick.

We got a contract waiting for us on Plazir-15.

I can't go back to that wretched palace.

Don't make us damage your girlfriend's pretty little ship.

Captain, please, talk to him.

You have to go with them.

No. I love you.

Please go.

I can't destroy everything I've built for a childish fling.

Is that all this was to you?

No, that's not what I meant.

But you need to go.

We knew fate was not on our side.

Who cares about fate? I love you.

And I will always love you.

Come with us, Prince.

- You can do this. I'll see you again. - (GASPS)

It's a long ride home.

I thought Mandalorians were honorable.

We are, kid. All it takes is a few credits.

There they are.

That's quite a fleet.

It took me a long time to assemble it.

Most of it was captured from the Empire.

I knew they looked familiar.

Could come in real handy taking back Mandalore.

Axe Woves is their leader now.

It's going to take some convincing to get them to join us.

I wonder what they're here for?

This planet isn't on the New Republic Registry,

so I'd guess it's an independent world that hired them for protection.

Can't imagine Woves will be happy to see you.

Yeah.

I'll land outside the fleet's perimeter.

It's probably best if we go in on foot.

(ON COMMS) Welcome to Plazir-15.

The Outer Rim's only remaining direct democracy.

You've been assigned a docking slip.

You will be guided on the assigned path.

- Engaging automated guidance. - (BEEPS)

What happened?

They've taken control of the ship.

I guess we're going for a ride.

This is interesting.

Welcome to Plazir-15.

Please proceed to your hyperloop pod.

Why do they have Imperial droids on an independent world?

It's the Outer Rim.

Your guess is as good as mine.

Bring us to the bay closest to the Mandalorian fleet.

(ON PA) As per Article Nine of the Coruscant Accords,

permission must be granted from High Senate

for access to self-defense forces in the peacekeeping zone.

Do you grant permission to scan your chain code?

Din Djarin and Bo-Katan Kryze.

Your presence has been requested

by the leadership of the planetary democracy...

I'm afraid we have more pressing matters.

Perhaps at a later time.

Please do not attempt to leave the vehicle.

This is not a request.

I've never been here before. Have you?

I haven't even heard of it.

Do you think we're gonna have to blast our way out of here?

We'll find out.

Join us! Come!

It's a party.

Come! Everyone, special guests.

Mandalorians.

I hope you like secretions. Take a little sip-sip.

Come, please.

- (LAUGHTER) Honey.

Do you love me?

Oh, my goodness. Yes, I do.

Let's address the bantha in the room.

I was once a facilities planning officer during the war.

And thanks to the New Republic Amnesty Program,

I was able to help rebuild Plazir-15.

You were Imperial?

He was.

Plazir suffered greatly under Imperial rule.

My husband came here as part of his rehabilitation.

He oversaw the rebuilding of this planet on which my family served as nobility

since it was originally settled, and... we fell in love.

We fell in love. We did fall in love.

- (LAUGHTER) - (COOING)

Could I perhaps hold the baby? Please?

He doesn't take kindly to strangers.

- (COOS) - (GASPS, LAUGHS)

- You are so fast. Yes. - (THE MANDALORIAN SIGHS)

You see, it was time for our planet to move into a new age.

We held direct democratic elections for the first time in our history.

We are both royals and elected leaders.

And the Mandalorian privateer warships docked in your fields?

Oh, we hire them for protection.

Our charter forbids us from having a military

- because of my husband's Imperial past. - (SMACKS LIPS)

But because of this, all of our resources go to growth and the people.

I'd like to speak to these "privateers."

That can be arranged.

There is just one condition.

What?

You really must see the view.

Right this way.

We'll just be a moment. Enjoy your meal, don't get up.

Let's show our guests the view.

We have a problem.

Yes? - A droid problem.

What kind of "droid problem"?

- Malfunction. - A coordinated malfunction.

We think.

What makes you think that?

The planet's Imperial droids were reprogrammed for peace.

I personally oversaw the program.

I can assure you they were completely rehabilitated for peaceful purposes.

- Exclusively. - We thought.

They were, my love, I personally oversaw the program.

What kind of malfunction?

I mean, nothing too serious at first.

Unexpected power cycles. Deleted task stacks.

Then it got worse.

Traffic accidents. Heavy equipment failures leading to injury.

- Assault. "Assault"?

Respectfully, what does this have to do with us?

Our constables are ill-equipped to confront battle droids.

"Battle droids"?