(HAN PANTING)
HAN: Come on.
Come on!
(POWERING UP)
MAN: Don't let him get away!
(CREATURES GROWLING)
(PANICKED CHATTER)
MAN: Get inside now!
Hurry up! You're late!
Proxima's gonna have your hide.
Get back in the den.
BOY: Look what I stole!
Proxima'll give me an extra portion for this!
LEX: Nope, I think she's gonna give that extra portion to me.
Hey, give it back!
It belongs to whoever's holding it!
And that's not you!
Lex!
BOY 1: Full Sabacc!
BOY 2: Idiot's Array.
BOY 1: What? Let me see that!
BOY 2: Nope, it's my card.
BOY 1: You cheat.
QI'RA: Han!
You were gone too long!
I knew something must've gone wrong.
This is nothing. You should see them.
MAN: Look down here!
All right, listen.
I was in the middle of the exchange,
I'm handing over the coaxium
and his goons jumped me, but I showed 'em.
How?
I ran away, then I boosted their speeder.
What, are we going somewhere?
Yeah, anywhere we want.
You held on to one of the vials?
BOY: Han's back!
This, this is worth...
Five, six hundred credits.
That's more than you said we'd need.
To buy our way out of the control zone.
And off Corellia.
Han, this could work.
This is gonna work.
Qi'ra, you always said one day we're gonna get out of here.
This is it.
What are we waiting for?
REBOLT: There he is. Hey, you two!
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(IN ENGLISH) Moloch. Hi, how are ya?
I was just on my way to see Lady Proxima.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(CHUCKLES) What a night I had.
You're not gonna believe it. You'll believe it, but...
- Hold still, scrumrat! - (GRUNTING)
HAN: Easy.
REBOLT: Come on.
All right.
REBOLT: Let's go see Lady Proxima.
(GROWLS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(GRUNTS)
Well, what happened?
I'll tell you what happened.
They double-crossed you and tried to kill me.
The money?
- They kept it. - And my coaxium?
They kept that, too.
But we learned a very valuable lesson.
We cannot trust those guys.
LADY PROXIMA: So you expect me to believe
that you walked away with nothing!
I ran away with my life. I think that's something.
To me, that's a lot.
LADY PROXIMA: I trusted you with a simple task,
and all I'm hearing are excuses.
- (HAN GROANS) - (ALL GASP)
There must be consequences for disobedience
or else you never learn.
- (GRUNTS) - (ALL EXCLAIMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You know what?
I don't think I'm ever gonna learn.
What did you say?
I said, next time somebody hits me,
- I hit 'em back. - (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
QI'RA: Moloch, wait!
Don't!
Qi'ra, remember the Silo?
We pulled you out of that horror,
gave you a home.
Don't throw it away for Han. He's not worth it!
Whatever he lost on the deal, we'll earn it back, double.
We will make it up to you.
(MOLOCH SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
- Everybody, stand back! - (ALL EXCLAIMING)
What's that supposed to be?
This is a thermal detonator
(CLICKS TONGUE) that I just armed.
- That's a rock! - No, it's not.
LADY PROXIMA: Yes, it is!
And you just made
a clicking sound with your mouth.
Please tell me this isn't your plan.
No, this is.
(YELLS)
(SCREECHING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
- Get in! - An M-68?
- Nice, right? - I love it!
- Whoa! - (GRUNTS)
(LASERS FIRING)
(HAN AND QI'RA CHEERING)
There's a starliner leaving from Coronet Spaceport,
we're gonna be on it.
We bribe our way through the checkpoint, and we're free.
I'm gonna be a pilot.
We can get our own ship.
See the galaxy, all of it.
We won't have to take orders or be kicked around by anyone.
Ever.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Thought we'd get a little more of a head start.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
- Whoa! - Hang on!
SECURITY DROID: This is a secure area.
You must have proper clearance.
Stop at once! You must follow the proper...
Protocol.
Damn! That stinger's fast.
Yeah, but we're faster, right?
I hope so.
(SIREN WAILING)
STORMTROOPER: Pull over!
(STORMTROOPER SCREAMS)
(SHRIEKS)
Han, no, we're not gonna make it!
Oh, yeah?
Han, I'm telling you, it's too tight!
Watch this.
(METAL SCRAPING)
(GRUNTS)
(MOLOCH SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Come on!
We gotta move.
(GROWLING)
MAN: (OVER PA) Do not join the line
if you don't have a boarding pass.
No access without ID chip.
All droids must be registered.
STORMTROOPER 1: Move along. Move along.
STORMTROOPER 2: Stand down. Do not resist!
- Stop struggling. - MAN: Let me go!
Take his arm.
STORMTROOPER 2: I got him.
STORMTROOPER 1: Take him to cell 3B.
STORMTROOPER 3: This way, come on.
Keep moving. Hold it, hold it.
FEMALE GUARD: Next.
Han, they're here.
STORMTROOPER: Hey, what are you...
- (SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE) - HAN: We're almost there.
- Just hold on to me. - FEMALE GUARD: Next.
Don't look back.
Once we're through, we've gotta be smart,
figure out where we're going.
Anywhere the Empire isn't. Wherever we go,
it can't be worse than where we've been.
Yes, it can. Out there, we've got no protection.
We could get snatched up by traffickers,
sold to Crimson Dawn or the Hutt Cartel.
That's not gonna happen.
I won't let it.
For luck?
Damn right.
(MOLOCH SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
STORMTROOPER: You heard him. Let's go.
FEMALE GUARD: Next.
ID chips.
Funny thing, we don't have 'em.
We have this.
Refined hyperfuel.
It's worth at least 800 credits, maybe more.
You could be detained just for having that.
What good would that do anybody?
Let us through, it's all yours.
The coaxium, now.
As we're going through, not before.
(SCOFFS)
(MOLOCH SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Do it.
Just do it, do it.
(DOOR BUZZING)
Not so fast, Qi'ra! Come on!
Wait! Open the door!
Security! Security, there has been a breach!
HAN: Open the door!
- Run! Run! - Get your hands off of her!
Run!
Get your hands off of her!
- Qi'ra! - (ALARM BLARING)
Run, Han! Go!
REBOLT: Keep moving.
(SOBBING)
Qi'ra!
QI'RA: Run!
STORMTROOPER: Traveler has been apprehended.
Qi'ra, I'll come back! I'll come back!
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
MAN: (OVER PA) All units, there has been a breach.
Another unauthorized traveler made it through the gate.
GUARD: One got through the gate! Look over there!
STORMTROOPER: Someone got through the checkpoint.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- MAN: Keep an eye on that gate. - GUARD: Yes, sir.
Can't let you through without a ticket.
MAN: Hey, wait!
- Hey! - STORMTROOPER: Come with us.
STORMTROOPER 2: He's still out there. Keep looking.
(PANTING)
STORMTROOPER: You there, stop!
- Show me some identification. - MAN: Please. Please. No, no!
STORMTROOPER: Do not resist.
MAN: (OVER PA) Be a part of something. Join the Empire.
Explore new worlds. Learn valuable skills.
Bring order and unity to the galaxy!
Be a part of something. Join the Empire.
This is where I sign up to be a pilot, right?
If you apply for the Imperial Navy,
but most recruits go into the infantry.
I'm gonna be a pilot. Best in the galaxy.
GUARD: You there, come with us.
Who, me?
We have a few questions to ask you.
How long is that gonna take?
Depends on how good you are at following orders.
Why, have you got somewhere to be?
Yeah, back here, as soon as I can.
(CHUCKLES)
Don't hear that much. What's your name, son?
Han.
Han what?
Who are your people?
I don't have people. I'm alone.
Han...
(TYPING)
Solo.
Approved.
Proceed to transport ID 83 for the Naval Academy at Carida.
Good luck, Han Solo.
We'll have you flying in no time.
(SCREAMING)
(GASPING)
(MAN SCREAMING)
Your Empire needs you. Troopers forward!
Solo, get up! We're almost there!
Almost where? Where are we going?
Just over that last ridge. Victory is...
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(MEN GRUNTING)
My legs! My leg! (SCREAMS)
(YELLING)
RIO: Hey, Beckett, you said we were here
to pull a quick job.
- Yeah. - Well, this ain't a quick job!
It's a war!
BECKETT: It's always something with you.
AT-hauler. That's what we came for.
Forward operations must be this way.
They are, but the major said we're supposed to go that way!
Yeah, go that way and die!
That's exactly what happened to the major!
Who's the ranking officer now?
You are, Captain.
(LAUGHTER)
RIO: He's got you there.
So what's the plan, Captain Beckett?
Val, you take Rio and these four mud skulls flank left.
I'll take this mouthy scooch
and we'll go around to the right
and maybe we'll get lucky.
RIO: Luck's got nothin' to do with it.
Wait! One question!
- You wanna live, sparky? - Very much.
Then shut up and do what your captain tells you.
Let's go!
(ALL YELLING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
HAN: Captain.
SOLDIER: T-15s are down. We walk from here.
Captain.
I'm Han.
Nobody cares.
Thanks for your help back there.
You did all right.
I was trained in aerial combat...
You want some advice?
Get the hell away from here.
Any way you can, as fast as you can.
What company do you command?
None of your business company.
And we're full up.
RIO: Stick to soldiering, kid.
You don't want any part of this.
RIO: Hang on, guys!
MAN: Attention!
In three hours, we move out for the southern marshlands.
I want an advance party of ten men.
Great, more mud.
What was that?
Just wondering what our objective is, Lieutenant.
Bring peace and prosperity to the galaxy,
install a regime loyal to the Emperor,
and eradicate the hostiles.
It's their planet, we're the hostiles.
You got a problem, trooper?
No problem, sir.
Moving out.
SOLDIER 1: To the southern marshlands! Move out!
SOLDIER 2: You heard 'em! Let's move out!
BECKETT: Mmm. Looks like they're running sorties
every 30 minutes.
Yeah, I can take out the guards at the perimeter,
signalman, pilot.
Hell, I'll just take 'em all out.
What are we looking at?
You have a talent for sticking your nose in
where it doesn't belong.
I just couldn't help but notice
you're wearing a uniform pock-full of laser burns.
So either you heal real quick
or you stole it off a dead man.
You're not Imperial Army.
You're thieves here to steal equipment
for a job and I want in.
- Well, now we gotta shoot him. - No.
Snap his neck. It's less mess.
Or you take me with you.
Look, I came up running scams on the streets of Corellia.
I was boosting AV-21s when I was ten.
I'm a driver, a flyer,
and hey, you said yourself. I gotta get outta here. Right?
RIO: What's a fancy flyboy doing down in the mud?
I got kicked out of the Imperial Academy
for having a mind of my own.
But I am a great pilot. And I gotta get home.
RIO: This guy is nuts. No one goes back to Corellia.
I got a reason.
We've already got a great pilot.
(CHUCKLES) The Ardennian.
RIO: Ardennian? You got a lot of nerve, pal.
I'm an Imperial trooper.
Oh, really? A couple of your arms
popped out of your butt
and hiked up your pants, trooper.
RIO: Oh, yeah?
Look, I'll do whatever it takes to get back to Corellia.
I've already been away too long.
Just give me a shot.
RIO: Whoa. Hold it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Well, if you're not interested in me,
I think the lieutenant might be very interested in you.
(CHUCKLING)
Blackmail.
Lieutenant.
Captain.
Lieutenant, we have apprehended a deserter.
Take him.
Wait.
I should've known. This one's a troublemaker.
BECKETT: And a liar. Don't believe anything he says.
- Don't go anywhere without me. - SOLDIER: All right, let's go.
Feed him to the beast.
The beast? Wait, there's a beast?
- Hold on! - SOLDIER: Move it!
HAN: Listen, that guy's not even an officer. All right?
- He was lying! - LIEUTENANT: Quiet!
(GROANS)
Don't care.
TROOPER 1: Haven't fed him in three days.
TROOPER 2: (CHUCKLES) Should be fun.
(SNARLING)
(GROWLING)
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(HAN GROANS)
(STRAINING)
(ROARING)
Oh! Hey! Hey, big fella.
Just calm down. Take it easy.
We're on the same side.
You like treats? (GRUNTS)
Help! Let me out of here!
(GROANING)
A-ha! Gotcha!
(GROANS)
Ahhh!
(HOWLING)
(GROANS)
Ah, this was just getting good.
- He killed him too fast. - Yeah!
Kill him slower.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait! Wait!
(GROWLS)
(GASPS)
Yeah, I speak a little.
Now just listen to me, you... (SPEAKS WOOKIEE LANGUAGE)
(GROWLS)
(SPEAKING WOOKIEE LANGUAGE)
(LAUGHS) Yes, yes!
No, no, no, no!
Do it!
Come on.
Oh, no!
Ten credits, he doesn't last another minute.
HAN: Let me out of here!
I can't take it anymore!
- Oh, no! Stop, please! - That's it. Get him!
You tired, you mangy Kashyyykian moof-milker?
- (GROWLING) - (GROANS)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(LAUGHS) See what happens when you listen to me?
- (GROWLING) - Hey, what are you doing?
(SCREAMING)
Ow. (PANTING)
Follow me!
(GRUNTING)
Wait, wait.
Come here. Listen to me.
You don't understand, okay?
I have some very good friends
waiting for me at that airfield.
They're leaving right now.
That's our one way off this mud ball.
If you wanna live, we go that way.
After that, you go whichever way you want, I don't care!
But right now, that's the way you go!
Trust me!
BECKETT: Val, let's go!
(GRUNTING)
How do they breathe in these suits? It's so stuffy!
No wonder they're such lousy pilots.
You can't turn your head, you can't breathe,
you can't hear each other!
(GRUNTS)
I'll be damned.
RIO: Hey, look who's back!
Unbelievable!
Wait!
Whoa, is that a Wookiee? Incredible!
I'll say it, I don't care.
This kid's growing on me.
Wait!
(GROANS)
You know, we could always use
some muscle on a job like this.
Don't even think about it!
I'm telling you, you will never have a deeper sleep
than curled up in a Wookiee's lap.
(WHOOPING) I told you!
Very good friends!
We couldn't have done this maybe, like, one at a time?
(GRUNTS)
Thanks for helping me get outta there.
(GROWLING)
No, they only took you because of me.
Hey!
I got us a real sweet deal here.
We do this one job with them,
we make some real money,
and then we're free.
When's the last time you could say that?
(GROWLING)
Been a while for me, too.
So what's your name, anyway?
(GROWLING)
Chewbacca? (CHUCKLES)
All right, well, you're gonna need a nickname,
'cause I ain't saying that every time.
(GROWLS)
BECKETT: Here it comes. Take a look.
HAN: Yeah.
We hit the Conveyex between the tower and the bridge.
Rio drops us in, we separate the payload container,
cable it up to the AT-hauler and then...
VAL: Rio jams their distress signal.
I blow the bridge,
the container slides right off the track
and we sail away.
BECKETT: You trip that security beam,
wake up those Vipers,
it's liable to get real spicy, real fast.
VAL: Well, I'm not the one you should be worried about.
Enfys Nest.
What's an Enfys Nest?
I told you, we're way ahead
of the competition on this one.
There's no way Enfys Nest
even knows about this shipment.
Only my guy has the intel.
Well, you better be right. Yeah?
Because sometimes, you put your faith
in the wrong people.
VAL: Our whole future depends on this one score
and you bring in amateurs.
BECKETT: In case you hadn't noticed,
we're a little shorthanded.
VAL: So we get who we need.
The Xan sisters, or Bossk.
But, no, instead you're putting our lives
in the hands of morons.
You guys morons?
No!
- No. See? - HAN: We're not morons.
Look, I waited a long time for a shot like this.
I'm not about to screw it up, all right?
RIO: Oh, come on, Val!
He looks so sincere.
Plus, have you ever tried to disinvite
a Wookiee to anything?
- Not a good idea! - (LAUGHTER)
VAL: This is not funny!
Look, now, I have great instincts about these guys.
And, besides, do you see any other options?
I just hope you know what you're doing.
Yeah, I know exactly what I'm doing and why.
We're gonna clear our debts,
go back to Glee Anselm,
and I'm finally gonna learn how to play that valachord.
Babe, you're never gonna learn how to play the valachord.
She's right. You are tone-deaf.
(LAUGHTER)
(LAUGHS MOCKINGLY)
So what's your sob story, flyboy?
Who, me?
You're after something, I know the look.
What is it? Revenge?
No, it's not revenge.
Look at him.
If it's anything, it's a girl.
RIO: Oh, a girl!
Tell us about the girl, Han. Is she nice?
Does she have sharp teeth?
There was a girl.
But I got out, she didn't.
I swore to myself I'd become a pilot,
get a ship,
go back and find her.
That's what I'm gonna do right after this job.
How you know she'll still be there?
I just know.
Personally, I refuse to be tied down
by anyone, though many have tried.
VAL: (SCOFFS) Come on, Rio. You don't fool me.
Everybody needs somebody.
Even a broken down old crook like this one.
How about you? What are you gonna do with your share?
(GROWLING SOFTLY)
What was he saying?
He said the Wookiees were enslaved
by the Empire, taken off Kashyyyk.
He's searching for his, uh...
I don't know if he said tribe or family.
What's the difference?
Show me how to do that.
BECKETT: The only thing you need to learn to do
is do what I say when I say it.
And this time tomorrow,
you'll have more than enough
to buy your own ship.
(KISSES)
RIO: (ON RADIO) Starting the clock.
Jamming their signal. 9.6 to the bridge.
Let's find out how good we really are, folks.
(YELLING)
I'm fine!
(GROWLING)
Val, how's it going up there?
Never better.
Coaxium.
Enough to power a fleet!
Or blow us all straight to hell!
(GROWLS)
RIO: All right, talk to me.
Is it a good day?
BECKETT: It's a great day!
Best day of your life, my grabby friend!
I don't know, you've never been
to a Mynock roast on Ardennia.
It's nuts!
BECKETT: Here they come!
Get down to the couplers!
Rio, fall back!
Well, that didn't take 'em long.
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
HAN: Chewie!
(HAN STRAINING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
You all right?
Little close there, buddy!
Han, what's the holdup?
HAN: All right, together.
Now!
(CHEWIE GRUNTS)
(LAUGHS) All right!
Oh!
They got one uncoupled. Where are you, buddy?
RIO: (ON RADIO) Just up here planning my retirement.
Thinking about opening a cantina
somewhere warm but not too warm, you know?
Lowering the winch cables now!
I knew it! I told him! Beckett!
He's coming!
Damn it! I'm never gonna hear the end of this!
(MEN ULULATING)
Who's that?
Enfys Nest!
Marauders, pirates.
Come to snake the score from under us.
ENFYS NEST: Ready your harpoons.
Move in.
(GUN FIRING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
Hang on! I got an uninvited guest.
Get off of my ship! (GROANS)
You still with us, brother?
(GROANS) Yeah, I'm okay.
Just nicked one of my shoulders. It's nothing.
He's not okay.
Chewie!
You gotta uncouple this one on your own!
(GROWLS)
BECKETT: Han!
I'm on it!
(GRUNTS)
Val!
Keep your eyes open. We just tripped a sensor.
(ALARM BLARING)
Viper droids headed your way!
- (RIO COUGHING) - Rio?
Yeah, it looks worse than it is.
Just gotta patch it up.
Maybe rest my eyes for a minute.
(GRUNTS)
ENFYS NEST: Enough! I'm going in.
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
You weren't lying, kid.
You're a hell of a pilot.
Rio, stay with me, buddy.
(COUGHS, GROANS)
Beckett, we just lost a cable!
2.1 to the bridge!
(COUGHS)
It's no good to die alone, kid.
Val was right.
(WHEEZING)
Rio?
(EXHALES)
(GRUNTING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
Beckett, we're .8 from the bridge!
Val's still on the track!
Val, you gotta get off that bridge!
We're here!
They got me pinned!
I'm gonna have to finish the job from right here.
What?
It's been a ride, babe.
And I wouldn't trade it for anything.
BECKETT: Val!
No!
(SIGHS)
(CLICKS)
No!
(GROWLING)
Chewie, now!
(YELLING)
(STRAINING)
HAN: Beckett, I can't pull it away from 'em.
They'll let go, you fly straight!
ENFYS NEST: Release your cables
or die!
We're too close.
I gotta release.
You do what I tell you, Han!
Chewie, grab the line!
Don't you do it!
BECKETT: Han!
You coward!
(GROANS)
What the hell?
You don't listen and you can't follow orders!
You have any idea what you've done?
We were not stealing for ourselves,
we were hired by Crimson Dawn.
(CHEWIE GRUNTING)
Crimson Dawn?
Now we owe them 100 keys of refined coaxium.
When they find out we don't got it,
they're gonna kill us.
- (CHEWIE GRUNTS) - Right.
We run.
I'm already a deserter. What's the difference?
The difference
is the Empire doesn't send out
a team of enforcers to hunt you down
when you're a deserter.
Dryden Vos will.
You have any idea what it's like
to live with a price on your head?
The only thing to do is to go to them.
Maybe I can find some way to make it up to him.
(SIGHS AND SNIFFLES)
Then that's what we do.
No.
He knows me, not you.
If you come with me
and show your face,
if they don't kill you,
you're in this life for good.
You find some way to square this,
we still get our money?
Maybe.
For me, it's worth the risk.
How about you?
(GROWLS)
That's yes.
BECKETT: Sorry I punched your face.
HAN: Happens more often than you think.
So when we get up there,
Dryden Vos is waiting for us at Fort Ypso?
BECKETT: Nearby, on his yacht.
You're gonna know how to find it?
That won't be a problem.
(GROWLS)
TOHT RA: I'll need to check your weapons.
That's all I got left.
(SINGING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER)
(MARGO SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
BECKETT: I'm here to see Dryden. He's expecting me.
He'll be with you shortly.
He's just finishing with the regional governor.
(EXHALES)
ENFORCER: Excuse me, sir.
Yes.
- Beckett has arrived. - Oh.
Put this in my office. I might be needing it later.
I get all worked up. Silly.
It's a party.
(SINGING CONTINUES)
BECKETT: Hey.
These people are not your friends
and they're never gonna be, so don't talk to any of 'em.
Don't look at anybody,
just keep your eyes down.
I might get a drink.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
No, yeah, whatever.
(WOMAN CHATTERING)
(LAUGHTER)
(APPLAUSE)
Chewie, would you please...
Qi'ra, what are you doing here?
I work here.
What's your excuse?
My... I...
Qi'ra, I was...
I was coming back for you.
It's in the past, Han.
Not for me.
The only reason I'm here,
I was doing this job, get a little money
and then I was gonna come back to Corellia and find you.
Well, now you don't have to.
I'm right in front of you.
That day...
Sometimes, a lot of times, I think...
If you'd have stayed,
they would've killed you.
I'm glad you got out.
How did you get out?
I didn't.
You look good.
A little rough around the edges,
but good.
You too.
Thank you, Ottilie.
Have you been attentive to Dok-Ondar?
Very.
(GROWLS)
What should we drink to?
Let's drink two and see where it goes.
Did you ever get that ship we were going to fly away on?
Yeah. Sort of.
About to. That's why I'm here.
I'm working on a...
Very big deal.
How big?
Enormous.
Really? And when are you going to close this enormous deal?
Any minute.
I thought about you a lot.
Off somewhere, some adventure.
I imagined myself with you. It always made me...
- What? - BECKETT: Hey.
What did I say?
Look, I can't keep my eyes down the whole time.
I'm gonna bump into something.
BECKETT: But I told you not to talk to anyone.
Beckett.
Wait. You two work together?
- Yeah. - DRYDEN: Tobias!
BECKETT: Dryden.
Are you all right? Are you hurt?
No, I'm fine.
I'm sorry to hear about Val.
BECKETT: Yeah, I appreciate that.
But there was no way we could've anticipated...
I don't believe we've been introduced.
Yeah. This is Han Solo and Chewbacca.
They're with me.
I'm Dryden Vos.
I see you've already met my top lieutenant.
Han and I grew up together on Corellia.
DRYDEN: Oh, fellow scrumrat.
I admire anyone who can crawl their way out of the sewer.
Especially, a sewer as putrid as Corellia.
- The stench, am I right? - (CHUCKLES)
Well, it's good to have you.
Welcome.
And you, too, Chewbacca, welcome.
(GROWLS)
All right, let's eat a little, drink a lot,
and talk privately.
We're just friends, all right?
- (GROWLS) - You're touchy.
DRYDEN: Beckett, you have put me in a terrible position.
I know, Dryden, and I am sorry.
You're sorry?
BECKETT: Dryden, there were complications.
There were factors.
Enfys Nest has been a constant irritation forever.
It's one you should've anticipated,
it's one you should've dealt with.
Trust me, I know I made a mistake,
but when you hired me, you told me
no one else had this information...
Test me!
Test me one more time, you'll see what happens.
QI'RA: I think what Dryden is trying to say
is that we're not interested in why you don't have it.
No, I'm not interested.
I'm not interested at all.
BECKETT: Dryden,
what can I do to make this right?
"Make this right?"
There is no making this right.
You know who I answer to
and you know what he'll expect of me.
He'll say, "There have to be consequences."
So here's what I need you to do for me.
I need you to give me a reason
not to kill you all.
Because I will make it up to you.
No, no, no. How?
How will you make it up to me?
By delivering exactly what was promised.
100 k-grams of refined coaxium?
Yes. We will simply steal it from somewhere else.
From where?
You'll be hard pushed to find that
anywhere outside an Imperial vault.
Scarif. Maybe Mercy Island.
DRYDEN: That's impossible.
So, let's come up with some other options.
Other ideas that we might...
What about unrefined?
QI'RA: Well, the only known source of astatic coaxium
is a fissure vent beneath the spice mines on Kessel.
Yeah. That's the one I was thinking of.
That's a very, very good one.
DRYDEN: But see, the Pykes control Kessel.
Crimson Dawn maintains
a fragile alliance with the Pykes.
It's one that I can't jeopardize
without risking an all-out war with the Syndicates,
and that, gentlemen, I will not do.
So, if that's all you have, I think we're done here.
Not all we have.
We don't have any alliance with the Pykes.
Right, so nobody is gonna know we're working for you.
DRYDEN: Possible?
It's risky.
As soon as the raw coaxium is removed from the vault,
it starts to destabilize,
so unless...
Unless...
Work with me here.
Unless you could find somewhere
to get it processed fast.
- BECKETT: Uh... - Uh...
- Well... - (GROWLS)
He's saying Savareen?
Savareen.
Yeah, it's an old refinery there
and it's not under Imperial jurisdiction.
DRYDEN: But Qi'ra's right.
The canisters will explode before you get there,
so you'd need an incredibly fast ship
and a brilliant pilot.
We'll find a ship.
We've already got the pilot.
(ALL LAUGHING)
He is arrogant and he's hungry.
So what do you think, my dear?
You think your friend here can do what needs to be done?
Yes, I believe he can.
Well, that is good news,
because you're going with him
to see that he does.
All right?
Of course.
DRYDEN: All right.
I'll see you all on Savareen.
Savareen it is.
- I feel great about this plan. - Me, too.
We should do this again. It's been fun.
BECKETT: Great.
Oh, just one more thing.
If you do fail me again,
we'll all be out of options.
Right?
We won't.
So, I thought that went really well.
Let's get this done as quick and as clean as possible.
What do you need?
BECKETT: I can scrounge up the gear.
Do you got a line on a ship?
QI'RA: I know a guy.
And I know just where to find him.
It's a long shot, but it's worth a try.
He's the best smuggler around.
He's slipped through the Empire's fingers
more times than anyone else.
He's attractive, too.
Sophisticated,
with impeccable taste and... Charisma.
Not to mention his prodigious...
We get it.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(SHOUTING)
But he's retired. Says he's a sportsman now.
All we need is his ship.
Well, he'll never part with it.
He loves that ship.
He won it
playing Sabacc.
LANDO: And there's the rub, right?
How was I supposed to know she was an Imperial spy?
- I thought she loved me. - (ALL LAUGHING)
That's the guy, huh?
Hmm.
HAN: An interesting style.
QI'RA: I'll say.
You say he won his ship?
You have an awful Sabacc face. I'm gonna call it.
HAN: I can take him. Let me at him.
Absolutely not.
Han, these guys are serious gamblers.
I'm serious. Stake me.
- (CHEWIE GRUNTS) - Don't listen to him.
(ALL CHEERING)
LANDO: Thank you. Thank you.
You see, how'd you guys let me beat you on that one?
Come on.
There's no liars in this game, just players.
HAN: Is this seat taken?
If nobody's in the seat, then it ain't taken, friend.
So this is, uh, Sabacc?
Sabacc.
HAN: Sabacc. Got it.
LANDO: You play it before?
A couple times, yeah.
(CHATTERING)
Captain Lando Calrissian.
Han Solo.
HAN: Looks like you're having a good day.
LANDO: I'm a lucky guy.
Can I ask you a question, Captain Calrissian?
Anything, Han.
That's "Han", but that's okay.
I heard a story about you. I was wondering if it's true.
Everything you've heard about me is true.
Thanks, love.
Did you win your ship playing cards?
Oh, I've won a lot of things.
I once won a subtropical moon in the Oseon Belt.
Wow.
Turned out to be a real money pit. (CHUCKLES)
I'm impressed.
I don't think I'd have the nerve to gamble
with something I love as much as my ship.
- Really? - Yeah.
What do you fly?
VCX-100.
(WHISTLES)
LANDO: That is a quality ship. Right, boys?
HAN: It's the fastest in the galaxy,
but there's a lot of great ships out there.
I mean, I'm sure yours is very nice.
Gets me where I'm goin'.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Beginner's luck.
Well played.
HAN: Let's see what we got here.
Oh, great hand!
Sorry, guys. Close, but not quite.
(SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(LAUGHTER)
Eyes on your own cards, buddy.
All of 'em.
There. Well, now I see yours.
HAN: Oh, that's me? Okay, let's see...
Sorry, minus two.
(ALL CHEERING)
(GROWLING)
This game is fun.
LANDO: All right, how about this?
I'll see your bet and I'll raise you.
- 2,000. - (ALL EXCLAIMING)
(CHUCKLES)
I'll see your 2,000
and I'll raise you
however much this is.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Han.
Slow down.
You might wanna quit while you're ahead.
You might wanna quit while you're behind.
(LAUGHS)
I like this kid.
You're adorable.
And I'm serious.
And I'm calling.
With what?
Your scarf?
Not my style.
My ship.
Against your ship.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Time to find out if you got the nerve.
What the hell?
Straight Staves.
(ALL CHEERING)
You played me. You're good.
- Yeah. - You're very good.
But not good enough.
Full Sabacc.
(ALL CHEERING)
(CHEWIE GROWLS)
I told you to quit while you were ahead.
Drinks on me!
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Yeah, that's right.
(ALL CHEERING)
HAN: First of all, there's no way
he could've had that green sylop.
They'd all been played.
Also, your guy, Captain Wonderful,
is so full of bantha crap...
LANDO: Yoo-hoo!
Where's my VCX?
I don't have it right here now.
It's in the shop.
- I'm getting some work done. - (CLEARS THROAT) Lando.
- Qi'ra. - (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You look phenomenal. As always.
Well, I knew I was gonna see you.
Get off!
What are you doing with hairy and the boy?
- There's no need, none. - They work for me.
Good help is hard to find, no?
We're more like partners.
We are.
Excuse us.
Listen, last I checked,
me and Crimson Dawn, we're squared away.
Dryden said all is forgiven
after I did the whole Felucia thing for him.
Yeah. New move, we're making the Kessel Run.
We need a ship.
Why didn't you just say so?
I thought you were retired.
Circumstances change.
How much?
LANDO: The Kessel Run.
That's no easy spin. I'm gonna need half the take.
- Ridiculous. - (CHEWIE GROWLS)
(SHUSHES) Grown-ups are talking.
BECKETT: 25%.
You're Tobias Beckett.
You killed Aurra Sing.
Pushed her. Pretty sure the fall killed her.
You did the galaxy a favor that day. Me, especially.
I owed her a lot of money.
And as token of my gratitude,
I'm willing to do this for 40%.
25.
25% works.
L3-37: No! Unacceptable!
Stop exploiting droids!
- You sloppy degenerate bios! - (SIGHS)
- LANDO: She never learns. - Have you no shame?
Who?
My first mate.
MAN: You got no business being here. Get out of here!
How can you condone this savagery?
You, you. You should not be doing this.
They're using you for entertainment.
Yeah. You've been neurowashed.
Don't just blindly follow the program.
Exercise some free will!
Stay away from him!
He's never had it so good.
Oh, really? How about you have a go at me, ya lumpy brute.
Bring it on! Come on!
L3!
Droid rights! We are sentient!
I'm gonna flip your switch.
Good luck finding it.
L3!
Let go of the mean man's face.
We're leaving.
They don't even serve our kind here.
Now.
(MAN GASPING)
Who are these guys?
LANDO: We're taking them to Kessel.
Oh, are we?
And what if I don't elect to go to Kessel?
LANDO: Please don't start.
L3-37: Or what, you'll have me wiped?
You couldn't get from here to Black Spire without me.
Now you're gonna make the Kessel Run?
If she doesn't wanna fly, I'll be your co-pilot.
- I don't mind. - No, no. It's okay.
She's definitely going.
Oh, why? Because you're my organic overlord?
LANDO: Because I'm your captain, how about that?
I actually would have her memory wiped,
but she's got the best damn
navigational database in the galaxy.
Could use a fresh coat of paint, though!
Landonis, you do not want to press that button with me.
LANDO: You know, a lot of ships around here get boosted.
So, I keep mine locked up.
You know, for safety.
L3, do you mind?
Look away.
I can't perform with you looking at me.
Please indulge her.
I can feel you looking at me.
HAN: What are we doing here?
This guy's a hustler.
I don't even think he's got a ship.
If he does, it's gonna be a piece of junk
if it's even here.
LANDO: There she is, my pride and joy.
The Millennium Falcon.
HAN: Looks like you had a little work done.
LANDO: Indeed I have, Han.
Installed an escape pod in the mandible notch,
alluvial dampers, a wet bar.
BECKETT: And a fortified infraction
restraint on the landing gear.
Looks to me like they impounded your ship, Lando.
This is unbelievable!
I'm definitely gonna have some words
with someone about this. (CLICKS TONGUE)
You must have experience with these, right?
Yeah, I could take it off.
LANDO: Fantastic!
Along with five percent off your cut.
You're down to 20.
I don't like it.
I don't agree with it.
But I accept it.
You're getting the hang of this, Lando.
Yeah.
BECKETT: Come on, Chewie.
Gonna need a little bit of that Wookiee oomph.
(GROWLS)
PIRATE: Your plan is underway, Enfys.
We've attached the homing beacon.
They won't elude us now.
ENFYS NEST: Good.
If they survive, they'll bring the prize to us.
This is a Corellian YT-1300.
Oh. You know your stuff.
I've been on one before.
My dad worked the line
at the CEC plant before he got laid off.
He built these.
He wanted to be a pilot, but...
LANDO: You, uh, close with your old man?
Not really.
LANDO: Yeah, me neither.
My mom, on the other hand,
most amazing woman I've ever known.
L3-37: Excuse me.
Get your presumptuous ass out of my seat!
(L3-37 GRUNTS)
My sacral-occipital circuit is sticking.
You're gonna have to do that thing again later.
Yeah.
All right, course to Kessel is set.
Plugging coordinates in now.
Just keep your pinky on the yoke
and try not to mess anything up.
Whatever you say, my lady.
Just let me know when you're ready to jump.
Ready in...
(ELECTRIC HUMMING)
Ready.
It's just a simple jump to hyperspace, and we're there.
What's so tricky about that?
Plenty. Can't plot a direct course to Kessel.
You have to thread through the Si'Klaata Cluster
and then pass through The Maelstrom.
You done flirting? I'm still ready.
You might wanna buckle up, baby.
Think.
Do you wanna make that move?
- Do you wanna make that move? - (CHEWIE GROWLS)
You made that move, okay.
I guess I have to destroy that little guy.
Somehow I never get bored with winning.
(GROWLS)
No, you can't wipe 'em off. They're holograms.
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
Hey, hey, hey! Chewie, relax!
Hey, try to compose yourself.
Look. All you gotta do is think a few moves ahead,
anticipate your opponent.
There's a lesson to be learned here.
Uh, you guys seen Qi'ra?
People are predictable.
- (BECKETT CHUCKLING) - (GROWLS)
(QI'RA CHUCKLES)
Yeah, I had to try one on.
That's a lot of capes.
Maybe too many capes.
So what's the plan?
Well, I thought we'd talk a little first
and then you know...
- For Kessel. - Oh.
- Mmm-hmm. - Good.
Yeah? How good?
Foolproof.
Well, it better be.
- I... - I...
- You go first. - (CHUCKLES) No.
What were you gonna say?
I wanna tell you so much.
And I wanna know everything
that's happened to you since Corellia.
I'm not sure we have that kinda time.
We could.
We could have all the time we want after the job.
You and I.
What?
I want to.
You want to?
To tell you everything that's happened.
But I know if I do, you won't look at me the same.
The way that you're looking at me right now.
Nothing is gonna change the way
I'm looking at you right now.
You don't know that. You don't know what I've done.
(CHUCKLES)
Am I interrupting something?
Kinda.
Good.
'Cause we got a lot of work to do.
You're making a big mistake.
- Oh, really? - Which is yours to make
except when you start to interfere with my livelihood.
This isn't gonna interfere with your livelihood.
BECKETT: Then we have a problem.
You don't see it, because you don't want to.
Maybe I know her a little better than you do.
Maybe you don't know her well enough.
All right?
Look.
I like you, kid.
We got a good thing going here. Me, you, Chewie.
- Yeah. - Right?
The makings of a solid crew.
But it does not work with Qi'ra.
It worked with Val. You trusted her.
You wanna know how I've survived as long as I have?
I trust no one.
Assume everyone will betray you
and you will never be disappointed.
Sounds like a lonely way to live.
It's the only way.
L3-37: Dropping out of lightspeed now.
LANDO: Ready to...
The Akkadese Maelstrom.
I'm gonna go check on the dampers.
You need anything?
Equal rights?
(SIGHS)
(DISTANT EXPLOSIONS)
What's that sound?
Carbonbergs, size of planets, crashing into each other.
Ships fly in there, they never come out.
It's ionized gas, water vapor,
possibly vacuum-breathing life forms
swirling around The Maw.
Only way in or out is this channel.
So what are you gonna do about your little problem?
Problem?
Uh...
Well, that brand on your wrist
tells me that you're committed.
And that young male's heart fluctuations
tell me he's in love with you.
Han is not in love with me! (CHUCKLES)
Oh, please. It's just us.
You don't have to pretend. I'm in the same situation.
You are?
I'm sure you've noticed
that Lando has feelings for me.
Which makes working together difficult
because I do not feel the same way about him.
Right.
Yes, yeah.
Yeah, I see that.
Sometimes, I think... Maybe.
But, no.
We're just not compatible.
How would that work?
It works.
BECKETT: This is a precision job.
Thermal vault will be on the lowest level.
Down where it's warm.
The only way we're gonna pull this off
is if everybody plays their part.
Stick to the plan.
Do not improvise.
Mining colonies are the worst.
BECKETT: Yeah, well, "the worst"
is where the money is.
All right, people. Time to shine.
(PEOPLE GRUNTING)
(PEOPLE COUGHING)
- (CHEWIE GRUNTS) - It won't be for long.
Shut up, the both of you.
QI'RA: I am Oksana Floren,
Deputy Assistant Administrator to the Vice-Admiral
of the Federation of Trade Route Allocation
and Monetization.
Here with an offer from his eminence,
the Senior Vice-Admiral.
Your spice for our hard-working slaves.
I brought you a sample.
Tuul, bring forth the merchandise.
(GRUNTS)
(HAN AND CHEWIE GROANING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
L3-37: Director Tolsite said our slaves
should follow those guys
to get clipped and tagged.
What are they clipping?
- Mmm-hmm. - (SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE)
He wants us to follow him.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS) Really?
That's for that stunt you pulled earlier,
you degenerate scum.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
L3-37: He says all systems in this sector
of the facility operate out of this room.
It's how they're able to maintain control
over so many with so few.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
The director says their reconditioning process
is excruciating but effective.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
He said your security attache can wait there.
"Surely, we don't need him to negotiate."
Wait there, Tuul.
Try not to bother anyone.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(CHEWIE GROANING)
(DROID GRUNTING)
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
Nice!
That was the uniform
that would've fit me perfectly, but it's fine.
(GRUNTS)
(DROID GRUNTING)
(KESSEL SUPERVISOR SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(GRUNTING)
Would you mind holding this for me?
(GROANING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Whoa.
I have never see anyone do...
What was that?
(GRUNTS) Teras Kasi.
Dryden taught me.
Ah.
Well negotiated.
(PEOPLE COUGHING)
Excuse me. I need to use this terminal.
Hello?
Can you hear me? Ugh.
Restraining bolts...
Barbaric.
(GRUNTING)
Congratulations! You're liberated. Scoot.
- (DROID GRUNTING) - I don't know.
Free your brothers and sisters or something.
Just give me some space.
I'm in!
QI'RA: Han, can you hear me?
HAN: I kinda need to know which way to go here.
L3?
The thermal vault is down two levels,
then left, then right, then it's the third left.
Right. That's a lot of directions, but we're on it.
(GRUNTING)
They're in subsector four,
coming up on gate X-3-7-1-K.
L3-37: Overriding!
Freedom.
(GASPS)
- (GRUNTING) - (PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(CLAMORING CONTINUES)
HAN: What the hell are you guys doing up there?
I created a distraction!
Come on! This way!
(GROWLING)
Wait! What are you doing?
Come on, we gotta get the coaxium.
Hey! Remember what Beckett said, stick to the plan.
- (GROWLING) - Chewie! Come on, let's go!
Fine!
Chewie!
Here, you might need this.
(GROWLS)
Hope I see you around sometime.
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
(GROWLING)
Han, where are you?
HAN: I'm on my way to the vault.
I lost Chewie.
He's dead?
No, he had something he had to do.
BECKETT: Is he coming back?
I don't know.
Okay, they're on to us now.
I'm at the vault.
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
That's what I said!
(GROANS)
- Huh, that was impressive. - Yeah.
We're clear.
Now what?
QI'RA: Han, each canister should be equipped
with a thermal display.
Yeah, I see it.
If the internal temperature reaches below 35 standard,
then the coaxium will destabilize and explode.
Yup, I get it, guys. It's dangerous.
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
Okay, got it.
Great. Only eleven more.
Eleven?
The Calrissian Chronicles, chapter five.
continued.
Personally, I wasn't all that impressed with the Sharu.
No sense of humor or style.
Nonetheless, there L3 and I were
deep in their sacred temple.
And that's when we saw it...
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
Always something.
You guys are not gonna believe what I'm seeing up here.
L3-37: Is it a mass breakout?
L3, what did you do?
I found my true purpose, Lando.
That's what I've done.
I'm so glad we took this job!
(SIGHS) That droid!
L3, come on!
L3-37: Follow me, compatriots!
(HAN GRUNTING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Another couple guards just spotted me.
I don't have a free hand to take 'em out.
- What do I do? - BECKETT: Improvise.
You said never improvise!
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
(CHEWIE GROWLS)
Hi!
Don't forget that guy!
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Good to see you, buddy!
MAN: Stay with me, Sagwa! Keep up!
Hey! I'm Chewie's friend, Han.
(WOOKIEE GRUNTING)
Okay.
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(YELLING)
(MAN SCREAMING)
(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
- (GROANS) - Han!
HAN: Hey!
Follow me.
Rebellion!
(SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
They're going for the landing gear!
We've gotta get out of here!
We need to keep 'em away from those cannons!
Catch that!
Coaxium's stowed! Let's go!
Where's L3?
No more subjugation!
(GROANS)
L3!
No, Lando! Get back here!
Lando!
L3-37: System failure.
Have to reroute the sensory modulators.
It's all right. Save your energy.
I'm gonna get you outta here. All right?
System failure... (STUTTERS)
(GROANS)
Rerouting...
Damn it!
BECKETT: Han!
Sagwa.
This way!
Come, come!
(GRUNTING)
HAN: Chewie! Damn it!
L3-37: It's not responding.
(YELLING)
What are you standing around for? Come on!
LANDO: It's okay, you'll be fine.
L3-37: It's not responding... Not responding...
Han, get us out of here.
It's not responding.
Han! Now!
On it.
(DISTANT CLAMORING)
- L3-37: Lando... - I'm here.
- It's all right, L3. - Lando...
- I've got you. - This is not...
- It's okay, L3. - Lando.
It's all right. I can fix you. I can fix you.
Lando.
What's happening to me?
(SHUTS DOWN)
L3?
L3!
(SIGHS)
I'm sorry, girl.
I'm so sorry.
I could use a co-pilot.
Sorry.
With the cargo we're carrying,
if we don't make up some lost time
we're gonna be in real trouble.
How about that? Is that real trouble?
That is an Imperial blockade.
What's it doing here?
Probably heard about your little rebellion.
Nope. Not gonna make it.
We're gonna have to drop the shipment.
If we don't deliver, Dryden will kill us.
All right, trust me, I know these guys.
I used to be one of 'em.
There's no way they're gonna waste a TIE fighter
chasing down a little rinky-dink freighter.
You were saying?
LANDO: Usually, in situations like this
I like to turn around in the opposite direction.
I'm on the ventral gun.
LANDO: It's an easy equation.
We simply don't have enough time to get to Savareen
before the canisters explode!
Just have to find a faster route.
There isn't one! You can't make
the Kessel Run in less than 20 parsecs.
- Watch me. - How?
Take a shortcut, through there.
- Into The Maelstrom? - Mmm-hmm.
Spectacular way of killing us all, I'll give you that.
- Can't do it without L3. - She's gone!
You said yourself she's got the best
navigational database in the galaxy.
If we remove her neural core,
it's possible we can download her brain
into the Falcon's navicomputer, right?
Could we?
Theoretically.
Only one way to find out.
I got a really good feeling about this.
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
HAN: Oops, that's on me.
(EXHALES, CHUCKLES)
Okay.
Beckett, you see them? They still on us?
(OVER RADIO) Beckett, did you hear me?
Are they on us?
Like rashnold on a kalak.
I don't know what that means.
Like a gingleson's pelt.
What? Are they or aren't they?
Yes, they're still on us!
Whoo!
(GRUNTS)
This is why you never let anyone fly your ship.
Come on!
Yeah, one just got past me. He's right on top of us!
(GROANS)
BECKETT: Good going, Han!
We need to divert auxiliary power
to the rear deflector shield.
- We definitely do! - (CHEWIE GRUNTS)
Since when do you know how to fly?
(GRUNTS)
190 years old?
(GRUNTS)
You look great!
Chewie, get in.
I'll help Lando.
LANDO: Whoa! That's my cape!
Ah! That's a custom piece!
(YELLS)
What? Beckett, you with us?
We just lost the cannon!
And I really hurt my thumbs.
There's still one on us.
Drop the landing gear.
When I tell you, flood the intake
and sweep to the bi-lats.
(GRUNTS)
A little something I picked up from my pal, Needles,
best street racer in all of Corellia.
Till he crashed
and died, doing this.
Flood it, it's all yours!
(YELLING)
(CHUCKLES) Nice move!
(GRUNTS)
Pull out her internal processor.
Sorry.
QI'RA: We've got L3.
Remove the mod calibrator.
Make sure the T-Line's connected.
QI'RA: I'm gonna tuck it in. Don't worry.
You close?
That coaxium's getting real ripe.
- (BEEPS) - Okay.
(HUMMING AND BEEPING)
She's interfacing.
She's part of the ship now.
Where the hell are we?
We're way off the edge of the map.
Wait.
L3's constructing a model of The Maelstrom.
She says we're approaching The Maw.
That doesn't sound like something
we wanna be approaching.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Hang on!
HAN: This is The Maw?
LANDO: No, that's not The Maw. I don't know what this is.
That's a living thing.
There!
That's The Maw.
It's a gravity well.
I got an idea.
BECKETT: Don't fly toward it, Han!
(CREATURE GRUNTING)
See if it goes for this.
No, what are you doing? That's the escape pod!
HAN: I know.
Then why'd you do it?
(GROANING)
That's why, baby.
(SCREECHING)
She found a way out.
90 degrees, to the left... ish.
Left-ish.
I can't.
It's taking everything we got to stay out of The Maw.
It's pulling us in. We're stuck.
We have enough raw coaxium to power a dozen destroyers.
Inject it into the fuel line, it'll blow up the ship.
LANDO: Not the fuel line.
But if we put one drop into the fusion reactor,
it might just...
Give us the kick we need.
All right, I'm on it!
(GROWLING)
I know, we're getting dragged in a circle.
(BEEPING)
HAN: Once we get lined up, it's gonna be a straight shot.
As soon as that coaxium ignites,
we're gonna tear out of here
and the second we're clear of The Maelstrom,
we jump to lightspeed.
(SCREECHING)
Beckett!
Can't talk!
I see it.
Beckett, hurry up!
We only get one shot at this thing!
Shut up and let me do this!
Beckett, I'm gonna count you down!
Three!
(GROWLS)
Two!
Now!
Now?
BOTH: Now!
(GROWLS)
Oh, shoot...
(GRUNTS)
Chewie, when I tell you, kick out the thrusters
- and jump to lightspeed. - Wait, what are we...
Remember that alley we slipped through
in the Santhe Shipyards?
Yeah, I remember! I remember it didn't work.
This time it's gonna.
Punch it!
(CREAKING)
HAN: (ON RADIO) Savareen, this is Millennium Falcon.
We have coaxium that needs to be off-loaded immediately.
Like immediately, immediately!
We're here now...
...see you. I...
Just did the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs.
(CHEWIE GROWLS)
Not if you round down, buddy.
Yeah.
She is a hell of a ship.
I hate you.
I know.
I'm gonna be on my ship,
in my quarters,
waiting for you to bring me my share.
And then I don't ever wanna see you again.
Never?
Where's your boss?
Oh. Don't worry. He'll be here.
Then what?
Well, you delivered,
so you will get paid.
You can buy that ship.
You know that's not what I'm asking.
It can't happen.
Because you're with Dryden?
I'm not with him, but I owe him.
He helped me out of a bad situation.
And how long do you have to pay off that debt?
Everyone serves somebody, Han.
Even Dryden Vos.
Look, you don't want to make an enemy of Crimson Dawn
which is exactly what you and I would both be doing
if I left here with you.
I'm not afraid of Crimson Dawn.
I can take care of myself.
You know, I'm not the kid you knew
on Corellia anymore, Qi'ra.
- No? - No.
Then who are you?
I'm an outlaw.
(QI'RA CHUCKLES)
What? I'm not kidding.
Okay.
Okay, outlaw, you can tell yourself that,
but I might be the only person in the whole galaxy
who knows what you really are.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
What's that?
You are the good guy.
I am not the good guy.
I am definitely not a good guy.
I'm a terrible person.
BECKETT: Hey!
They say when the coaxium's refined,
we collect it up there.
So, I hear you make good brandy.
ENFYS NEST: Beckett.
Don't.
You must've known you'd see me again.
BECKETT: I was counting on it.
Just didn't plan on it being so soon.
Of course now, you've got a problem.
HAN: Big problem.
You happen to notice that freighter down there?
You know what's on it?
About 30 hired guns.
All I gotta do is give 'em the signal,
you're surrounded.
(ENGINE POWERING UP)
Sorry. You do your thing.
By the time that coaxium gets refined,
Crimson Dawn will be here,
so you go ahead and kill us.
They're gonna kill you.
Perhaps there's a compromise,
one that doesn't involve so much killing.
They're marauders.
They don't care about anybody.
All they know how to do is kill.
(CHEWIE GROWLS)
I need a drink.
Bring them inside.
My mother once told me
about a band of mercenaries
that came to a peaceful planet.
They had a resource there these men coveted,
so they took it.
They kept coming back, taking more.
Until finally, the people resisted.
When they returned demanding their tribute,
the people shouted back in one voice, "No more!"
The mercenaries didn't like the sound of that,
so they cut off the tongue
of every last man, woman, and child.
Do you know what that pack of animals became?
Tell them.
Crimson Dawn and the rest of the five Syndicates
have committed unspeakable crimes
across the galaxy.
Says you.
No.
Says them.
Each of our worlds has been brutalized
by the Syndicates.
Crimson Dawn will use their profits
from the coaxium you stole
to tyrannize system after system
in league with the Empire.
And what would you use it for?
The same thing my mother would have used it for
if she had survived and still wore the mask.
To fight back.
We're not marauders.
We're allies
and the war has just begun.
You know we can't give the coaxium to Dryden Vos.
BECKETT: Joining the cause, Han Solo?
Just trying to make it out alive.
Got a plan?
Yeah, beginning of one.
Way to get our money
and get out from under the thumb
of Crimson Dawn at the same time.
Maybe get your girlfriend back while we're at it.
You don't tangle with Dryden.
Because unlike us, he actually does travel
with hired guns, his own private army.
So does Enfys.
Listen, here's what I got so far.
What do you think they're saying?
He's gonna try to help you.
(GRUNTING)
I see.
Lot of ways it could go south, and only one where it doesn't.
That's why I need my partner.
Not this time.
I'm leaving.
If you're smart, you'll come with me.
I thought you didn't believe in running.
I prefer it to dying.
If by some miracle you make it out of here,
find me on Tatooine.
What's on Tatooine?
Heard about a job,
big shot gangster putting together a crew.
That'll be the one.
The one?
My last score.
Yeah, I still got some debts to pay
before I can head back to Glee Anselm
and get into the valachord.
TOHT RA: Welcome home.
He's waiting for you.
QI'RA: Thanks, Toht.
Weapons.
I didn't bring 'em.
They're fine.
We're gonna win.
It's not that kind of game, Han.
The object isn't to win.
It's just to stay in it as long as you can.
You don't know everything.
No.
Just a bit more than you.
(CHEWIE GROWLS)
I knew it!
My men, they all said,
"There's no way they pull this off."
"Qi'ra's not ready." That's what they said,
but I had faith anyway.
Where's Beckett?
Beckett didn't make it.
(SIGHS)
Tell me.
Job took a bad turn on Kessel.
He died saving my life.
How are you holding up? You all right?
I'm okay.
All right, good.
Colo claw fish, anyone?
- No. Thank you. - No?
You know, whatever Beckett's shortcomings may have been,
I always admired him.
He was a man of principles.
When he made a commitment, he honored it
and I think we can all take solace
in knowing how proud he would've been
to see you here, following his example.
Han and Chewbacca behaved admirably.
They'll make reliable smugglers,
should we ever have the need
when they get their own ship.
Qi'ra. Come here.
We'd really appreciate the opportunity
to work for you again, sir.
I would've been inconsolable
if anything had happened to you, my dear.
I have no one else in my life
that I trust in the way that I trust you.
Well, I guess we'll just take our payment
and get going.
I'm sure you've got competitors to crush...
What?
...and black markets to dominate.
Oh. Show me what you've brought me first.
You want me to open it?
Oh, yes, Han. I really do.
Bring me one.
(CHUCKLES) I don't think that's a good idea, Dryden.
It's very explosive stuff.
I never ask for anything twice, Han.
Careful.
It's magnificent.
How'd you do it?
Wasn't easy.
No, I mean, how'd you do it?
It looks exactly like the real thing.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) That's 'cause it is the real thing.
DRYDEN: Yes, and I'm saying
I would believe you. It's that good.
But my associate already told me
about your plan to rob me of my money
and give the real coaxium to Enfys Nest.
Dryden, I don't know what you're thinking
or what Qi'ra may have told you...
No, not Qi'ra. Not Qi'ra.
Qi'ra, it turns out
has a weak spot for you,
and we'll deal with that later.
No, I'm talking about my other associate.
Can you come in and join us, please?
(GROWLS)
(SIGHS)
I am sorry, kid.
Why?
Come on.
Don't look at me like that.
You weren't paying attention.
I told you, "Don't trust anybody."
Am I wrong about that?
Uh-uh-uh.
Back away from that.
Put your paws where I can see 'em.
Check that lid.
Clever.
It's too late.
Coaxium's refined, and Enfys has it.
Well, we figured that.
Drop your weapons.
(OVER RADIO): It's over. We got them.
And there we have it.
Excellent work, Aemon, thank you.
Qi'ra, help me.
Tell me what to do.
What would you do
if the person you most trusted in the world
betrayed you?
I would want to know why.
If it was a moment of weakness
or something else.
And then what?
And then, I would ask that person
to prove their loyalty
by sacrificing something they love.
I tried to warn you about her.
You know, you're wrong about one thing.
What?
I was paying attention.
You told Chewie people are predictable.
You're no exception.
It's empty.
The case is empty.
Aemon, what's going on? What's happening there?
Aemon?
Talk to me.
(GRUNTING)
I hope you didn't send all your fancy enforcers
because that would leave you
a little shorthanded around here.
So,
if that case is empty, then the real coaxium...
Leaves here with one of us.
(GROANING)
Beckett, what are you doing?
Thinking.
And I prefer to be the only one
holding a blaster while I'm doing it.
Han, grab that coaxium,
put it in the case.
Big stuff, you're coming with me.
(GROWLS)
DRYDEN: Don't do this, Beckett.
- We had a deal. - BECKETT: Yeah.
I'm sorry,
but I'm also an entrepreneur.
I mean, you of all people understand that.
Come on, let's go.
You're making a huge mistake.
Won't be my first.
It's gonna be your last.
Maybe.
Why you gotta be so negative?
DRYDEN: Han,
now's as good a time as any
to reevaluate our relationship.
How so?
DRYDEN: I was just thinking,
why don't we join forces and go get Beckett together?
That is a great idea. Let's do it. You go first.
DRYDEN: (LAUGHS) Oh, Han.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
You can't win, Han, and even if you could,
you'd spend the rest of your life
looking over your shoulder.
HAN: You know what?
I'm kind of getting used to the idea.
(GRUNTING)
I'm sorry.
Han, she's done things that
you could never understand, but I do.
I understand her completely.
Once you're a part of Crimson Dawn,
you can't leave.
It's not true.
I know you.
It's what I was taught.
Find your opponent's weakness,
and use it,
and today...
(BOTH GRUNT)
I'm yours.
(QI'RA PANTING)
I had to.
Yeah. No, I mean, you did...
You did.
Beckett and Chewbacca, you have to go after them.
What are you gonna do?
Well, if we give all the coaxium to Enfys,
we're gonna need something to buy our ship with.
- Qi'ra... - Go and save Chewbacca.
He needs you and you're gonna need him, too.
Smile.
That's the word.
Whenever I imagined myself
off with you on some adventure...
Always makes me smile.
Go. I'm right behind you.
MAUL: Yes?
I regret to inform you that Dryden Vos is dead,
murdered by the thief he hired
to steal the coaxium shipment,
his friend,
Tobias Beckett.
Is that so?
Where is the shipment now?
Gone.
Beckett took it.
Slaughtered the others. I alone survived.
One man couldn't have done this alone.
I wasn't there,
but if I had been, perhaps I could have saved him.
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
Bring the ship and come to me on Dathomir
and you and I will then decide
what to do about the traitor, Beckett,
and his accomplices.
I'm on my way.
Qi'ra,
you and I
will be working much more closely
from now on.
(GROWLING)
You're relentless. I'll give you that.
(CHEWIE GROWLING)
Came as fast as I could, buddy.
Dryden dead?
Qi'ra kill him?
Still don't get it, do you, kid?
It was never about you.
She's a survivor.
You know what your problem is?
You think everybody's like you.
Not you, kid.
You're nothing like me.
I hope you're still paying attention
because now I'm gonna tell you the most important...
(GROWLS)
- (HAN PANTING) - (CHEWIE GROWLING)
You made the smart move, kid.
For once.
I woulda killed you.
I really was gonna learn to play that valachord.
I know.
(GROANS)
(ENGINE POWERING UP)
(GROWLING)
That's it. It's all loaded.
Do you know what that really is?
Yeah.
About 60 million credits worth of refined coaxium.
No.
It's the blood that brings life to something new.
Yeah, what?
A rebellion.
You could come with us, you know.
We need warriors and leaders like you.
Maybe someday you'll feel different.
Don't hold your breath, kid.
Don't lose that.
- (GROWLS) - (CHUCKLES)
LANDO: Very few people have actually seen
the StarCave Nebula.
It's breathtaking.
Not unlike your eyes.
How much do you know about intertwined celestial bodies?
Because I happen to be something of an authority.
By the way...
(GUARD SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE)
Han!
You're alive!
Yeah, no thanks to you.
I should have Chewie rip your arms off.
- In fact, Chewie, do it. - (GROWLS)
Hey, Han! We are friends.
You know that. We're friends. All right?
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, look at you.
Thought he was gonna rip your arms off.
I knew you were kidding.
No, you didn't.
- So, where's my cut? - Your cut?
(GROWLING)
No, I don't think so. We barely made it out alive.
All we ended up with was that.
Mmm-mmm.
Figure it's worth about 10,000,
maybe enough for a decent buy-in.
You want a rematch?
Why not?
(ALL CHEERING)
LANDO: You fold now,
you walk away with enough
to get yourself your own little ship.
You call,
I'm gonna clean you out again.
- (ALL EXCLAIMING) - (CHEWIE GROWLS)
I don't know, I'm feeling lucky.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Ooh. (CHUCKLES)
You really have it bad for the Falcon, don't you?
It's mutual, trust me. She belongs with me.
(LANDO CHUCKLES)
You got everything you need there, pal?
(CHUCKLES)
(ALL CHEERING)
Not bad.
Not bad. You know,
if you'd only had this little green sylop,
you would've beaten this.
- (ALL CHEERING) - (CHEWIE GROWLING)
Fair and square, baby. Fair and square.
Beckett said he heard about this
very big gangster putting together a job.
- (GROWLING) - No, I'm telling ya,
it's gonna be great.
When have I ever steered you wrong?
(GROWLS)