Star Wars REBELS (2014) s04e08 Episode Script

(TRANSMITTER WARBLING) This transmitter is all we could scrounge up.
What do you think? Well, I can boost the power, but not enough to overcome the Empire's jamming signal.
They're blocking all non-Imperial transmissions.
We have to find a way to make contact with Hera.
If she made it past the blockade.
She made it.
And she'll convince rebel command to launch an attack.
We need to be ready to help.
Help? Look, I want to fight, but the Empire's got thousands of troops.
We are hiding in a cave with no ships, no supplies, and a couple of blasters.
We've done a lot more with a lot less.
There's a way, and we'll find it.
(TRANSMITTER SQUEALING) Ah, what now? I can't make contact outside the planet, but I'm picking up something transmitting nearby.
- How close? - Close enough to take a look.
Better check it out.
(TRANSMITTER WARBLING) There.
It's an ore crawler.
EZRA: I think I saw some of those burning through the grasslands up north.
RYDER: Yeah.
They strip rake the surface for raw materials to feed the Imperial factory.
And they've burned all the way down here? That's halfway across the planet.
Yeah, but that ship might be just what we need.
SABINE: You might be more right than you know, Zeb.
That crawler is equipped with a long-range communications array.
One that can reach Hera? I'm almost sure of it.
DODONNA: Based upon data provided by Captain Syndulla, the TIE defender Elite possesses speed, weapons, and shields superior to any fighter in our fleet.
Can we destroy it? In single ship-to-ship combat, unlikely.
Our analysts have yet to find a weakness in its design.
If we can't find a way to fight this thing, it's imperative we prevent it from being mass-produced.
I request permission to lead an attack squadron back to Lothal to destroy that factory.
Considering the Empire's defenses and our limited attack capability, I am not sure now is the right time.
We can't afford to wait.
I have a group standing by on the ground ready to aid any mission.
What about the blockade and Admiral Thrawn? Your evidence is persuasive, Captain, but we'll need time to discuss further action.
Perhaps it's best you wait outside.
(CHOPPER GRUNTING) Sabine, you're up.
(JET PACK WHOOSHES) SABINE: I've got movement.
Yep, Mining Guild security droid.
(ZAPPING) (GRUNTS) (SEEVOR HUMMING) (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES) - I like that song.
- Huh? (SCREAMS) Hello, there.
Pirate scum.
(DEVICE BEEPS) (ALARM BLARING) (ENGINES RUMBLING) Sabine, shut off that alarm.
(GRUNTING) - Get off.
- (GRUNTS) Stick around, Captain.
(DEVICE BEEPS) (ALARM STOPS) (BOTH GRUNTING) (BEEPING) (BEEPING STOPS) (GRUNTS) Do you have any idea who you're messing with? The Mining Guild, we know.
MAN: (OVER COMLINK) Guild control to Crawler 413-24.
You've activated your distress beacon and ceased output.
Is there a problem? Do you copy? Over.
Ha! You're done, thieving scoundrels.
Guild control to Crawler 413-24.
Respond immediately.
Yes, respond.
We better come up with something.
Ezra, this one's all you.
(SIGHS) Be my guest.
(BEEPS) (IMITATING SEEVOR) Sorry.
The crawler has malfunctioned.
(HISSES) (GASPS) Is that what I sound like? (BOTH SIGH) MAN: Is this Operator 94-34? You sound different.
Uh, I'm sick.
Pirates! Help! Crawler 413-24, repeat.
Sorry.
Engine flare.
Part of the malfunction.
We're fixing it.
Liars! Liars! (GROANS) We are sending a technical crew over to assist.
Stand by.
Uh, negative, control.
We can make repairs ourselves.
Do you copy? Over.
(SIGHS) (IN NORMAL VOICE) Uh, that could've gone better.
I thought it was pretty good.
Just make sure the captain stays quiet, and let's get to work.
We don't have much time.
Well, this comm unit's older than I thought.
It may take a while to boost this thing's power enough to beam out a long-range transmission.
(DEVICE BEEPS) That's weird.
Someone activated the inter-vehicle comm.
There's a signal coming from the rear section of the crawler.
Zeb and I will check it out.
As soon as Sabine gets that comm working, contact Hera.
And watch him.
Nothing here but a big headache.
That signal came from somewhere.
Take a look around up here.
I'll check out below.
Please don't hurt us.
Slaves? It's all right.
I'm not with the Mining Guild.
You're safe.
Finally! My friends have come to rescue me! Vizago? I told the others how the Empire banished me to this monstrosity for helping you rebels.
But I knew you would not leave me here to rot.
Right! Right.
(LAUGHS) I told them the foreman would be no match for a Jedi.
- (SLAVEMASTER GROWLS) - Foreman? (GRUNTING) Let's hope you're right! (WHIP CRACKLING) (GROANING) Drop the whip and step away from my friend, you knuckle brained lizard.
(GRUNTS) (BOTH GROWLING) Is that thing working yet? I've made the modifications, but I need to encrypt our message so that the Empire doesn't trace the signal back to rebel command.
Get off my bridge.
I'll have you crushed into extraction waste! Can't you keep him quiet? Ain't nothing gonna shut me up! Hey! (GRUNTING) You can't put me in there.
I know people! Yeah, well, if you see any of your people in there, tell them I said hello.
SEEVOR: (CHUCKLES) You got a big surprise coming.
Maybe you should check on Kanan and Zeb? I'm sure they're fine.
(BOTH GRUNTING) (GROANING) ZEB: Kanan, up here! I'm coming, Zeb.
Hang on! (BOTH GRUNTING) (WHIP CRACKLING) (GRUNTING) (SCREAMS) (SCREAMING) (SCREAMING) (GRUNTS) (SCREAMING) (GRUNTING) You're really, really heavy.
(GRUNTS) (SLAVES CHEERING) You see that? Those are my friends.
Still no decision.
They don't trust me.
It isn't that.
The TIE defender isn't our only problem.
The Empire has some new plan, as evidenced by "Protocol 13.
" Never heard of it.
It is the immediate evacuation of all Imperial personnel from an occupied planet.
An order like that should only confirm our worst fears.
And we're too afraid to do anything about it.
(CHOPPER GRUNTS) Captain Syndulla, - this is a closed-door - Senator, if I may.
I know the odds are against this attack's success.
But if that fighter goes into production, our squadrons will not stand a chance.
I believe it's a risk worth taking.
And whether we fail or succeed, at least our actions will show the Empire and the galaxy that we will not stand down, that we will not be broken by fear, that we are strong, united by our courage.
Now is our time to strike.
What is this? Freedom! - Vizago? I don't believe it.
- What? Oh, now I see.
You did not come here to rescue me.
Betrayed! Oh, I knew I should've given you up! Yeah, well, we're here now.
And we are rescuing you.
SABINE: (OVER COMM) Guys, get up here.
I've got two targets closing fast.
Those aren't Mining Guild vehicles.
No, it's the Empire.
It's not too late to abandon ship.
We still need to contact Hera.
EZRA: This crawler is valuable.
It has long-range communication, and we can use it for our attack.
Right now, it's unarmed.
No match for those gunships.
MAN: (OVER COMLINK) Mining Guild vessel, transmit security code now.
I think we can hold it without a fight.
If you've got a plan, now's the time.
Zeb, get the slaves on deck.
Show the Empire everything is under control.
Me, a slave master? Just put the helmet on.
All right, I guess.
Vizago, into the Captain's chair.
(POUNDING ON DOOR) Stay out of my chair! By the moons of Gozgo, I hope this works.
MAN: (OVER COMLINK) Repeat transmit security code, or we will open fire.
Uh, this is the captain.
Uh, 93-94.
How may I help you? The Mining Guild reported a security alert for this vessel.
Hey, you sure Vizago won't turn us in to save himself? Too late now.
We're having a maintenance issue and lost our security code, uh, but everything is under control.
SEEVOR: (POUNDING ON DOOR) Kick the bums out! Scoundrels, all of them! Repeat that, Captain.
I was yelling at my slaves! They were being insolent! Prepare to be boarded.
No, no, no, no, no, that is not necessary.
I am trying to run an operation here.
What are you looking at? Get working.
Eh, you can't get good help these days.
Squad two, sweep the lower decks.
The rest of you, with me.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER) I told you everything was under control.
I'll have to report this intrusion to the Mining Guild.
Step aside, Captain.
All right, let me show you our output data logs.
They aren't nearly as boring as you would think.
(KEYS CLACKING) All we need is that lizard to start flapping his mouth again.
There is nothing in there! Get back.
Oh, but, please, see for yourself.
Gone.
I mean, see? Nothing there.
If you'd like a full inspection, I can give you one.
It shouldn't take longer than a couple of hours.
You may have that kind of time, but we do not.
Now get this crawler operational.
Of course.
I was just going to do that.
Squad, move out.
Don't worry.
We'll be crawling in no time.
(ENGINES WHIRRING) Nice work, Vizago.
You haven't lost your game.
Like Mother said, "Once a scoundrel, always a scoundrel.
" But we have a problem.
Where's Captain 93-94? He got loose.
Guys, I think I've got it.
Transmitting to Hera now.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) That doesn't sound good.
Transmitter's lost power? SEEVOR: (OVER COMLINK) I told you not to mess with me.
You may have duped those Imperial suckers, but you won't fool the Mining Guild.
That sneaky little lizard.
How'd he get a comlink? He's on the crawler's intercom, and he's sabotaged power to the long-range transmitter.
Patch me through to the Empire, or I will destroy this crawler, you pirate scum! We're not pirates.
Haven't you figured that out by now? We've got to find him before he sabotages this whole thing.
He's in the ventilation shafts.
He could be anywhere in there.
His target will be the main reactor core in the refinery.
(SIGHS) Come on.
(GRUNTING) We can't get in.
He's locked the refinery doors.
Ah, I can't cut through either.
They're magnetically sealed.
Well, then we need someone capable of navigating those ventilation shafts.
Oh, no, no, no.
I am not going in there.
It's a ventilation shaft.
It's what you do.
If Vizago can fool Empire, Jedi can climb into shaft.
(AIR HISSING) (COUGHS) I don't do this anymore.
(COUGHING) SABINE: (OVER COMM) Make a left at the next junction.
(GRUNTS) KANAN: Ezra, hurry! We can't let him destroy the reactor.
SABINE: Ezra? Ezra, are you there? What do you see? ZEB: Kid's probably taking a nap.
(DOOR POUNDING) I'm here.
Oh, he shut down the reactors, all right.
SABINE: Okay, to turn them back on, find the primary power console.
It should be across from the furnace.
Found it.
(DEVICE WHIRRING) (GRUNTS) (GROWLS) This is my crawler, rebel.
I work for the Guild, just as he who spawned me and as my spawn will after me.
(GRUNTS) (GRUNTING) Whoa.
(BUBBLING) Whoa! (PANTING) (SCREAMING) Watch out.
We made a believer out of you yet, Ryder? You're getting there, Kanan.
SABINE: (ON COMLINK) Well, I beamed our signal to rebel command.
Now we just have to wait for a reply.
Guess this crawler belongs to us.
Maybe we are pirates after all.
At least these plains have been spared.
For now.
That is not all you spared.
I know you did not come here to rescue Vizago, but I am grateful all the same.
And we're grateful to you, Vizago, for not turning us in.
You're all free now.
But we could use your help to fight the Empire on Lothal.
(STAMMERING) Yes, we BOTH: We will fight with the big purple beast.
We will fight! As for this vessel, it is obviously in need of a new captain.
I think I know just the pirate for the job.
(CHUCKLES) SABINE: We're receiving a transmission.
(DOOR OPENS) HERA: Happy to hear from you guys.
And good timing, rebel command has authorized the attack.
Fighters are being fueled and bombers loaded.
The attack? It's happening? We're launching our assault on the next rotation.
I told Mon Mothma you'll coordinate the ground assault.
You can count on us.