Star Wars: Forces of Destiny (2017) s01e14 Episode Script
An Imperial Feast
[MUSIC.]
MAZ: The choices we make, the actions we take, moments both big and small, shape us into forces of destiny.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING.]
[ENGINES DRONING.]
[EXPLOSIONS.]
[MUSIC.]
[ALL CHATTERING.]
You think we should let 'em? [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
LEIA: Should let them what? Uh, Leia.
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY.]
- We were just - Letting the Ewoks cook the enemy? We just got here.
- Well, were you going to stop them?! - Of course.
- Uh, maybe.
- Mm-hmm.
Look, who am I to interfere? [ROARS APOLOGETICALLY.]
[GROANS.]
[YELLS.]
[ROARS.]
Please let them go.
We must treat the enemy fairly.
[CHATTERS.]
- Aah! - Hey! Clearly, the Ewoks are hungry.
Go to General Syndulla's camp and find a crate of ration sticks we can offer them.
I'll make sure the Stormtroopers stay safe.
Great, I know what that's gonna cost me.
This better be worth it.
[MUSIC.]
Look, I know how it sounds.
But I need snacks for the little furballs.
They're trying to cook Stormtroopers, and we need the ration sticks to trade.
I'll give you the ration sticks if you say it.
[CHUCKLES.]
What? No! I'm not gonna say it.
Okay, then.
Give my regards to General Organa.
- Uh, fine.
- Hmm.
Ugh.
The Ghost is a superior ship to the Falcon.
Well, we finally agree on something.
[CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, and you can have the rations.
[ROARS HAPPILY.]
Thanks.
[GRUNTING.]
[BEEPING.]
[ROARS INDIGNANTLY.]
STORMTROOPER: No, no! [EWOKS CHATTERING.]
[ROARS.]
[SPEAKING EWOKIAN.]
[SIGHS.]
[ROARS SOFTLY.]
[CHATTERS.]
[BEEPS.]
[EWOKS CHATTERING.]
I'll have to thank Hera for this.
- Hera? What about me? - Mmm.
By the way, no one believes the Ghost is a superior ship to the Falcon.
[CHUCKLES.]
Right, well you don't have to tell me.
[CHUCKLES.]
MAZ: The choices we make, the actions we take, moments both big and small, shape us into forces of destiny.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING.]
[ENGINES DRONING.]
[EXPLOSIONS.]
[MUSIC.]
[ALL CHATTERING.]
You think we should let 'em? [BOTH CHUCKLE.]
LEIA: Should let them what? Uh, Leia.
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY.]
- We were just - Letting the Ewoks cook the enemy? We just got here.
- Well, were you going to stop them?! - Of course.
- Uh, maybe.
- Mm-hmm.
Look, who am I to interfere? [ROARS APOLOGETICALLY.]
[GROANS.]
[YELLS.]
[ROARS.]
Please let them go.
We must treat the enemy fairly.
[CHATTERS.]
- Aah! - Hey! Clearly, the Ewoks are hungry.
Go to General Syndulla's camp and find a crate of ration sticks we can offer them.
I'll make sure the Stormtroopers stay safe.
Great, I know what that's gonna cost me.
This better be worth it.
[MUSIC.]
Look, I know how it sounds.
But I need snacks for the little furballs.
They're trying to cook Stormtroopers, and we need the ration sticks to trade.
I'll give you the ration sticks if you say it.
[CHUCKLES.]
What? No! I'm not gonna say it.
Okay, then.
Give my regards to General Organa.
- Uh, fine.
- Hmm.
Ugh.
The Ghost is a superior ship to the Falcon.
Well, we finally agree on something.
[CHUCKLES.]
Yeah, and you can have the rations.
[ROARS HAPPILY.]
Thanks.
[GRUNTING.]
[BEEPING.]
[ROARS INDIGNANTLY.]
STORMTROOPER: No, no! [EWOKS CHATTERING.]
[ROARS.]
[SPEAKING EWOKIAN.]
[SIGHS.]
[ROARS SOFTLY.]
[CHATTERS.]
[BEEPS.]
[EWOKS CHATTERING.]
I'll have to thank Hera for this.
- Hera? What about me? - Mmm.
By the way, no one believes the Ghost is a superior ship to the Falcon.
[CHUCKLES.]
Right, well you don't have to tell me.
[CHUCKLES.]