Lego Star Wars: The Freemaker Adventures

So that's how we'll do it. Roger, roger.

Wow! The Blazemaker's looking great.

I bet you're the best mechanic in the Outer Rim.

Well, I don't like to brag, but... yeah, that's what they say.

Still, I bet you can't adjust the engine timing one-handed.

What is it, rookie day?

Sweet! But there's no way you can replace the fuel pump blindfolded.

Pfft. Come on. Give me a real challenge.

Think fast!

Done!

- What else you got? - Hmm.

Let's see you pull the nav board wrapped in chains.

Do I smell... chromium?

What? Chromium?

Where would we get chromium? Rowan!

Well, I-I don't know what you're smelling,

but it's definitely not a classic N-1 Naboo starfighter.

It's not a what?

The most... beautiful... ship...

ever!

Nose plugs.

Why didn't I think of nose plugs?

The N-1 Naboo starfighter! An Old Republic classic!

Pristine! Still has the chromium undercarriage.

I must fly it!

No! Kordi told me not to let you anywhere near it.

And how are you gonna stop me?

Naare's been training me for moments like this.

Aw. The Force is not with you.

See ya! No!

Okay, so I want the engines double steamed

and then steamed again.

No problem, Mr. Cooper.

And... would you see if you can recalibrate my astromech?

He makes this sound.

- See? It's disconcerting. - Got it.

Great. Now, I want the heat sinks flushed, but use pure Kamino water.

Okay? Don't think that I don't know the difference

between that and Dagobah sludge.

'Cause a lot of people will charge you for Kamino, and you get Dagobah sludge.

- Of course. -Your reputation as vintage vehicle experts is peerless.

But honestly, um, given the decor,

I am a little bit skeptical.

I assure you, sir, our staff is nothing but professional.

Get off me! No way!

- I got my orders! - You're, oh, so little!

But they can get pretty territorial around their tool boxes.

Can you excuse me for a moment?

Rowan!

You weren't supposed to let him see it. Kordi, it's not his fault.

- Rowan has a tell. - What's his tell?

He told me.

Zander, you are not taking that ship for a ride.

It is worth more than our entire shop.

And Moneybags Wick Cooper is the first customer we've had in a long time.

Yoo-hoo!

I have not completed my list of excessive demands.

I'll be right there, Mr. Money... uh... Mr. Wick Cooper.

Now get down from there, Zan...

Blast! This is gonna cost you.

Me? How is this my fault?

You know he can't control himself.

Neither can I. I'm 12.

Ah! You handle so smooth.

Relax. Mechanics always take a ship out for a test drive.

I'm just doing my job.

You think we'll ever see him again?

There he is!

There he is!

There he is.

What is going on back here? Where is my ship?

- It's in the back. - Where?

Way in the back. Like way, way in the back.

You're craning, but I literally don't see it anywhere.

Exactly. We ensure our client's privacy.

So why don't you sit in here and let us baby your baby?

How long is this going to take? Because I have a thing.

Well, since we're being extra careful, we're gonna need extra time.

But we'll throw in a free wax and buff with only the finest Bantha fur!

Are you crazy? That'll cost...

I mean, of course.

We'll totally do that.

Should have gone to Theed Hangars.

Oh! An asteroid belt.

I'd be wise to avoid that.

But today, I'm not a wise man.

I'm Zander Freemaker, daredevil asteroid guy!

Oh, relax. The way this baby handles, I'm untouchable!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Am I killin' it, or what?

Ah!

Turn back?

We're almost all the way through.

Now that you mention it.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Ha-ha! I love this ship!

Don't worry, Mr. Wick Cooper. Your baby's in the best hands in the galaxy.

Well, there's your problem right there.

The ionization blow-off valves are all gummed up!

We'll need to order some new ones.

Ooh, that's gonna take a while.

And the manifold sprockets are fused.

That "a while" just became "a stretch."

The gyro-stabilizer's completely shot.

- Aaah! Ooh! -Now we're talking "a good long time."

Just fix it.

Too slow, space slug.

Aw, what's the matter? You scared? Gotta learn to live a little.

Well, well. What do we have here?

An unsanctioned A-wing drag race.

I bet they didn't expect Zander Freemaker, daredevil drag race guy.

Hey! You think your crates can keep up with an N-1?

I don't!

Oh, what are these jokers doing?

Ah, you've got lasers. I have lasers too.

Aw, what? Giving up already?

Guess you couldn't handle Zander Freemaker,

the drag-racing, blaster-firing guy!

What is so important that you have to interrupt my gloating?

Huh?

Attention. You are under arrest for...

subversive acts against the Empire.

What? I gotta full throttle outta here.

Resist and face...

disintegration and/or vaporization.

Or maybe I'll just ease off on my main thruster.

Don't worry, Mr. Cooper. The parts are on their way.

In the meantime, our customer service droid Roger

will be happy to see to your every need.

Only thing I need is my ship.

What about entertainment?

Yes. Entertainment. I'll go check on your ship.

I've been working on my autobiography,

The Roger Story.

- Would you like me to read it to you? - Of course not!

Oh, good. I'll get some honest criticism.

No one here wants to hurt my feelings, so they just tell me it's lousy.

Chapter One, "Lo, I Am Manufactured."

Yaah!

- Any sign of Zander? - Nope.

Incoming call.

Hey, guys. What's going on? Everything okay?

Zander! Where are you? Where's the N-1?

Relax, Kordi. We're both safe and sound on, um...

the Imperial Star Destroyer Vendetta.

- What? - Yeah.

There's, you know, been a little misunderstanding.

What misunderstanding?

I've, um, been kind of... arrested.

They think I'm a Rebel.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

This cannot be happening!

Look, I-I just need you two to remember one thing.

- What is it? - Help me!

I am going to throttle Zander!

- We've got to rescue him. - Right. That's a great idea.

That'll make throttling him easier.

But how are we going to get him off an Imperial Star Destroyer?

Naare!

Oh, no. We are not going to that nut-job Jedi.

Can't we just get one of those bounty hunters?

Well, they charge money, so...

Naare it is.

Incoming call from Star Destroyer Vendetta.

Agent Naare.

Why have you not obtained more Kyber Saber crystals?

The Emperor grows impatient.

And displeased.

And frustrated. And... hold on.

I wrote down a few more words here.

I must be cautious.

If the boy suspected who I really am, I would lose his trust.

Have you tried Force choking him?

I find it's an excellent way to get results.

Naare? You here?

- I must go. -Do not hang up. I have more words.

Restless. Agitated. Furious.

Unhappy. Rage-filled...

Zander's in trouble. We need your help.

Of course. You can put your trust in me.

I am a Jedi, after all. Now, where is he?

Captured by the Empire on the Star Destroyer Vendetta.

On the other hand, one less mouth to feed.

Are you sure you're not better off without him?

Good point. What?

Oh, I get it. This is a test.