Criminal Minds · Season 1, Episode 15
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
[Luthen Rael boards his haulcraft to get ready to leave, but Cassian is waiting for him]
You came here to kill me, didn't you?
You don't make it easy.
I will now.
[picks up Cassian's pistol] What game is this?
No game. Kill me. Or take me in.
[at the Sienar Fleet Systems Testing Facility 73, Cassian sees Niya getting worried]
If I die tonight, was it worth it? You've done this before. You must have thought about it.
This. This makes it worth it. Right now. Being with you. Being here at the moment you step into the circle. Look at me. You made this decision long ago. The Empire cannot win. You'll never feel right unless you're doing what you can to stop them. [softly] You're coming home to yourself. You've become more than your fear. Let that protect you.
Thank you.
[at the Maltheen Divide, Director Krennic convenes an off-the-books conference of Imperial officers and Ghorman government officials]'
No notes. No records. None of you were ever here. Nobody puts this in their calendar. All service and transport droids will be data-wiped once we're done. Your colleagues, superiors? If they're not in this room, they're not cleared for the project. Colonel Yularen, Governor Tarkin? All senior commanders will be notified by the Emperor at the time of his choosing. Now, the group in this room is, as of this moment, the tightest of closed circles. Any security violation will be brought to the Emperor's personal attention.
[A tourist film about Ghorman has been shown at Director Krennic's secret conference]
I doubt anyone here is unaware of the difficulties we've had making the Emperor's dream of energy independence a reality. Now, I hear the rumors. I know the stories. Delays. Setbacks. Groveling for Senate funding. I met with the Emperor yesterday. And he suggested, I remind you that the Energy Initiative remains the centerpiece of his agenda. Access to stable, unlimited power will transform the galactic economy and solidify Imperial authority. And it turns out, spiders are not the most unique thing in Ghorman. There's a mineral underground. Doctor?
Deep substrate foliated Kalkite.
Kalkite! Synthetic Kalkite! Kalkite alternatives! Kalkite substitutes! I mean, the amount of time spent pondering this grubby little bit of rock is sadly astonishing. Now, we've promised delivery in three years. That delivery is dependent on some version of Ghorman Kalkite to coat the reactor lenses. Now... should we fail to find any alternatives, we will have to control Ghorman with a hand firm enough... to silence... any resistance, and you've been selected to help plan for that possibility.
[in Coruscant, Major Partagaz is not too keen of Dedra Meero backing out of Krennic's plans for Ghorman]
Humbling, isn't it? Both of us reminded of our place in the chain of command.
I'm not sure I know what you mean, sir.
Did Krennic offer you the job?
You know that he did.
Then it's done. We're in it.
And what about Axis? That's where I belong. I can't do both.
Axis? You've invested almost two years. You've built the legend and delivered almost nothing.
We're getting closer all the time.
"He's here. He's there. He's everywhere." He's nowhere! Next time, catch them first, then make them famous! [Dedra looks away] This will appear to be a demotion. You'll have to play the part. It will heat up soon enough. [looks around for anyone watching them] This is good news, Dedra. Ghorman will be yours to run as you wish. You'll only answer to Krennic and he's got no time for anything but results. Ghorman is a gift. Take it, then win it. [walks away]
[at Stekan Sculdun and Leida Mothma's prewedding dinner, Perrin Fertha delivers his speech as father of the bride]
Welcome! Welcome. Praise to the families and clans of Chandrila. Praise to those who have traveled to share in our most treasured tradition. As the, uh... As the father of the intended maiden, it is my Chandrilan duty to greet you, sagrona... To toast your health, sagrona teema, and in our very old ritualistic, and, well, insanely economic fashion, [guests laugh] it is also my duty to share just a single, truthful insight, sagrona teema solom. Leida. My sweet Leida. [to groom-to-be] Stekan... Pain will find you. Trouble and disagreement will arrive without summons. There's no choice in this. There's no effort required. You simply stand still and the galaxy will deliver a daily basket of fresh anxieties to your door without fail. [guests chuckle] But my solom... My solom seyna... The Elders know what I'm talking about, right? My hope... My hope... My hope is that you learn to reach past this constant cloud of sadness. Pleasure. Gaiety. Amusement. These are the hidden things. The music buried beneath all that noise... Joy. Joy! [guests laugh] Joy... But joy has no wind at its back. Joy will not announce its arrival. You need to listen for it, and be mindful of how fleeting and delicate it can be. But search out these treasures. A moment of, of pleasing sensation, the memory of laughter and good company, the comfort of a fine meal. And for me, [chuckles] For me, right now, it's the smile that I can't hide as I see these two young people sharing our greatest tradition. [toasts] Sagrona.
Sagrona teema solom!!!
[just before the Sculdun-Mothma wedding, Mon Mothma has one last talk with her daughter Leida]
I need to tell you what my mother never told me. [Leida laughs] Look at me. Nothing on the other side of that door matters. Not the guests, not the gifts, not the... trouble that's gone into it, none of it matters. Money, embarrassment, pressure...
Wha... What are you saying?
We can walk out there right now, tell them all to have a lovely afternoon, but that it's not yet time for a marriage. We can put it off. [trembling breath] And it will be remembered as an act of great bravery, I promise you. You do not have to go through with this.
I wish you were drunk.
[Syril and Dedra's dinner with his mother Eedy is not going too well, and Syril has just left the dining room]
You'll toughen him up.
I have a different plan in mind. Mmm, but when I say the word "plan," that makes it sound optional, which is not the impression you should be taking away. This game ends now. You want Syril in your life? You will think before you speak. I'll make sure he visits twice a month. I'll make sure that he calls you. I will guarantee a level of engagement, but it will be inversely proportional to the volume of anxiety you generate in our lives.
Quite a mouthful.
I'm not done. You can spare me the Uncle Harlo testimonials. I've had a look at his ISB criminal files, and that is not a story you want to be advertising.
[Mon Mothma appeals to senators she can find to help her in a motion against the PORD]
All doubts aside, there is one glaring certainty. If we do not stand together, we will be crushed.
[Bix and Cassian argue over dinner about their existence on Coruscant]
I don't wanna lose you again.
That's not up to us anymore. You can't protect me. Doing this... living like this... mission after mission. If it's a war, and you keep saying it is, and I know that you're right, but if it's a war, it's not up to us what we save, what we lose...
I love you.
And I regret every second that we didn't spend together, but I'm trying not to count on anything anymore.
Look at you. Look at all your loveliness. How I have dreamt of this. Is she healthy?
Yes.
Everything's here? All the tools? Full kit?
Eight variations. Six gauges.
[to his group] Think of it, comrades. Fuel on demand. All the rhydo that you can steal. A galaxy of opportunities! Work up a thirst. Find a vein. Take what you want, when you want it. [to Wilmon] Has it been tested?
It works.
Who taught you this?
Why is that important?
Why? [chuckles] What's more dangerous than rhydonium? Not many old pipe-poachers out there. Not many who've lived to tell the tale. Who taught you this?
I'm here to teach the variations. More than that, I'm not allowed to say.
Look at this. A brave one! [crowd laughing]But how brave? Have you ever seen a man die from rhydonium? Maybe you're like me, maybe you, you love...[sniffs] the smell of it. And maybe you breathe just a little too deeply. Burned from the inside. You watch your skin blister as it melts away. Or, you die loud. Cut a line? Drop a wrench? Let it spill? Don't even need a spark, do you, boy? Do you? Boom! Burn from the outside.
[Syril Karn addresses his office staff after the ISB swept the entire place for bugs over his objections]
There was a... listening device... in my office. How long it's been there, or if it's even operational are unknown. You will all now have the pleasure of thorough ISB interview, and there will be new security measures going forward. Because, of course... we're bugging our own office! [kicks stuff on the floor]
[in Ghorman, Cassian - as Varian Skye - is shown his hotel room by bellhop Thela]
Holo-screen, air flow and window blinds, they all work through the single console on the nightstand.
[looks out at Palmo Square] Is that where it happened? The Monument?
It is.
Really? [chuckles] Wow. Right there.
Some people don't think it's a good idea to commemorate a massacre in the center of town.
Is that you? Do I mind?
Yeah.
No.
Doesn't matter to me.
I'm sure you have an opinion.
I needn't be reminded. I was there.
How old were you?
Twelve.
Grand Moff Tarkin, right?
Will there be anything else, sir?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Here, thank you. [gives him change]
We've been asked not to speak of it with guests.
Hmm. [chuckles] I'm just a designer. I'm curious. I've been hearing about Ghorman my whole life.
It was Moff Tarkin. People wouldn't clear and he wanted to land... and more of us kept coming. We thought there was safety in numbers.
Who would land a cruiser on a crowd full of unarmed citizens? Hmm.
I was with my father. He was killed saving me.
Sorry to hear that.
Haven't gone very far, have I? My wife thinks it's insane we stay here. Do let me know if there's anything else you might need.
[comforts him] Hey. Thank you. It's good to meet you.
[Saw Gerrera is standing next to Wilmon Paak, who is setting up the temperamental rhydonium siphoning valves.]
I was younger than you are, now. I was a prisoner. They made a work camp in the jungle. No droids, no beasts, just men and cargo. Onderon jungle. Real jungle. Hot, wet, blistering jungle. Oh, men died fast. Just dropped where they stood. When we came back the next day, there'd be nothing left but a bone or two where they went down. Our clothes just melted away! So they worked us naked. Two, three hundred men. Boys really. Back and forth, until the only thing they could remember was back and forth. Then one day, everyone started to itch. Everyone, all at once, even the guards. You could feel your skin coming alive. It was the Rydo. They had a leak. You could feel it before you could smell it. So they all panicked and ran away, but... it was new to me!
It's done. I'm gonna open the valve now.
[The valve opens, causing rydonium fumes to spew. Saw rushes towards them.]
I have always loved you.
What are you doing!?
There it is.
How can you do that!?
Because I understand it! Because she's my sister, Rydo, and she loves me! That... itch, that burn... You feel how badly she wants to explode? Remember this, remember this moment! This perfect night. You think I'm crazy? Yes, I am. Revolution is not for the sane. Look at us. Unloved, hunted, cannon fodder, we'll all be dead before the Republic is back, and yet... here we are. Where are you, boy? You're here! You're not with Luthen, you're here! You're right here, and you're ready to fight!
[Wilmon takes off his protective mask and begins to cough and sputter as he inhales the rydonium fumes]
We're the Rydo, kid! We're the fuel, we're the thing that explodes when there's too much friction in the air! Let it in, boy! That's freedom calling! Let it in. Let it run! Let it run wild!
[Cassian and Luthen talk about the Ghorman Front rebels planning to hijack an Imperial weapons convoyn]
They're finally wanting to do something and you tell them to be careful.
It doesn't matter to you, does it?
It doesn't matter? Ghorman in play? A new frontline against the Empire? The chance for that? That's a triumph. You're thinking small. You're thinking like a thief.
I'm thinking like a soldier!
Think like a leader. Think about a planet like Ghorman in rebellion. A planet of wealth and status.
And if it goes up in flames?
It will burn, very brightly.
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