[Kleya remembers one day where she and Luthen witnessed a public execution]
When do we start fighting back?
We fight to win. That means we lose. And lose and lose and lose... until we're ready. All you know now is how much you hate. You bank that. You hide that. You keep it alive until you know what to do with it. And when I tell you to move, you move. Move!
[In a holding cell, Director Krennic interrogates Dedra Meero about Lonni Jung and something called Death Star]
When did you give him your code cert?
Excuse me? Jung? My clearances? Never. Why would I do that?
I don't have time for "why." Your motivations are far less pressing than the extent of your betrayal.
If Jung had my cert, then he stole it.
Who told you about Galen Erso?
Several intel bundles were forwarded to my office by mistake. I should have reported it.
Ghorman Mining Schedules?
I have clearance for Ghorman.
What about Orbital Progress Assessments? Eadu Research Journals? We found two years of Jedha Working Group printouts in your files.
I should have reported it...
And I should've pegged you as a scavenger a long time ago.
I didn't read them all. Most of them I never opened.
[walking to go behind Dedra as she tries to keep her composure] But you read enough, didn't you? You and your fringey friend, Supervisor Jung, spent three hours last night logged into [pokes finger onto her scalp] your account. [Dedra gets nervous as Krennic walks to her front] Now shall we take a guess... at what he might have told Luthen Rael? Hmm?
I was searching for Axis. That's all I was ever doing. And I found him. Yes, I'm a scavenger, but I've had to be. There's a Partisan spy mentioned in the Jedha read-outs. A valet for the local Moff. When questioned, he said that he had been recruited by a man with a Fondor Haulcraft full of antiquities. In classic fashion, your team tortured him to death, and that crucial piece of information, rather than being directed my way, was buried, and became something I had to "scavenge" for.
How terribly perplexing. How does one balance such passionate competency with the mindless decision to confront Luthen Rael ON YOUR OWN?!?! If you're not a Rebel spy, you've missed your calling.
Rael's assistant. We think she's his daughter. She wasn't at the gallery. [door opens for ISB officer]
IISB Officer
If you have a moment...
Whatever Jung told Rael, she knows too. It may be days before he's well enough to be questioned, she needs to be found. We need agents at every transit point we can cover-
[holds her face and forces her to sit down] We'll do our best to carry on without you. [leaves cell]
[Supervisor Heert updates Major Partagaz and Director Krennic on his hospital investigation of Kleya Marki]
[referring to closeup hologram of Kleya] Supervisor Heert, you will put this image out as wide and deep and far as it takes until we find her. You'll search every comm and transit point. There will be no horizon to the scope of your inquiry, nor will there be any limit to your effort. Failure will earn you a place in the ever-lengthening ISB death march, are we clear?
SHSupervisor Heert
[stammering nervously] The warrant. To be clear, what's the charge? Sedition? Or murder? All of the above?
She's diseased. She escaped the hospital with an infectious condition that threatens everyone with whom she may come in contact. She must be found before thousands die!
[sarcastically in Heert's ear] There it is. What are you still doing here? [Heert scurries from the room, leaving Partagaz and Krennic alone. Partagaz chuckles to himself]
[scoffs] "Death Star". What a prescient turn of phrase.
I can't protect you, Lio.
You were supposed to be ready by now.
It's a miracle we've kept it quiet this long!
We're moments away! Days! A few more tests, we're there.
[rolls his eyes] Save the sermon for Palpatine.
Indeed. You have a 'plague' to stop, and I was due at Scarif two hours ago. [moves to leave, but stops at the door and glances back at Partagaz]
Best of luck to us both. [Krennic nods and leaves]
[at Luthen's old safehouse, a delirious Kleya tries to talk to Cassian while pacing in the room]
The energy project. Palpatine's energy push. It's a lie... It's a weapon. Th-Th-They're building a weapon - a superweapon. Everything we've been chasing, that's the answer.
Ghorman. Um... Uh, Scarif. Jedha. The obsession with kyber. It's all been part of one big lie. It's all about this weapon.
And you're sure Luthen's dead?
Galen Erso. He's an engineer, there's a research center... Galen Erso, say it.
REPEAT WHAT I'VE TOLD YOU! [tries to jog her memory further] Galen Erso. He... Superweapon. Kyber crystals. Ghorman. This is direct from ISB as of yesterday morning. [pause; sad] Luthen died for this.
We cannot stay here, Kleya.
And go where? Yavin? [scoffs] I know about Yavin. I know all about it. I know what they think of Luthen. That's to be my sanctuary?
We'll be safe there. [Kleya still scoffs] They need to hear this.
Okay, you tell them. Tell them what I just told you.
I'm not leaving you here.
[at Yavin IV, Cassian briefs the Rebel Alliance council about Kleya Marki's revelations but the council doubts him over Luthen's credibility]
STSen Tynnra Pamlo
We're talking about someone who's been a thorn in our side since we began building this Alliance.
Did you know him? Any of you? Does anyone in this room besides Senator Mothma have any idea how much you owe him?
SNSen Nower Jebel
Oh please.
When I say I know Luthen... I mean I know the good and the bad. I know what was wrong with him. I had a front-row seat on that, and I made my choice two years ago to join here and be part of this. But none of that can take away what he did and how hard it was. I don't know if what he was told is true or not, but it's insulting to hear him run down by people who have given a fraction of his sacrifice to this Rebellion!
[at the ISB headquarters, Major Partagaz plays a clip of Karis Nemik's audio diary as Supervisor Lagret enters the conference room]
I'm assuming you've heard it before.
SLSupervisor Lagret
Bits and pieces.
Just keeps spreading, doesn't it?
LLagret
It's been hard to contain.
LLagret
I'm afraid they're waiting for you, sir. I told them I'd bring you down.
[breathes heavily and inhales sharply] May I have a moment to collect my thoughts?
[Lagret leaves. Outside the room, he hears a blaster sound, indicating Major Partagaz committed suicide]
[Sen Bail Organa visits Cassian at his quarters]
SBSen Bail Organa
Ever sleep well?
BBail
Then we have something in common. General Draven has your orders. Proceed to your contact, learn what you can. Do it quickly.
BBail
If I die fighting the Empire... I want to go down swinging. [Cassian chuckles] You find that amusing?
No, but... You and Luthen would have gotten along much better than you think.
BBail
May the Force be with you, Captain.
[first lines, open narration] Ahh. Summer break.
HHank
[cooking burgers on a grill] So you want cheese on that, hon?
HWHank’s Wife
Sure, Hank.
[voiceover] A time for leisure, recreation, and taking 'er easy, unless you’re me.
[Dipper and Mabel scream as they drive the golf cart away from a monster.]
[voiceover] My name is Dipper. The girl about to puke is my sister Mabel. You may be wondering what we're doing in a golf cart, fleeing from a creature of unimaginable horror.
[The monster throws a fallen tree in their path.]
[Dipper and Mabel scream until the screen freezes.]
[narration] Rest assured, there’s a perfectly logical explanation.
And here we have "Rock That Looks Like a Face Rock"; the rock that looks like a face.
CMCrowd member
Does it look like a rock?
No, it looks like a face.
ACAnother crowd member
Is it a face?
It's a rock that looks like a face.
For the fifth time, it's not an actual face.
Hey, hey! Let go of my sister!
Oh, hey there. You know, this is all really just a big misunderstanding. You see, your sister's not in any danger. She's just marrying all 1,000 of us and becoming our gnome queen for all eternity. Isn't that right, honey?
It's Family Fun Day, genius! We're cuttin' off work and having one of those, you know, bonding-type deals.
Grunkle Stan, is this gonna be anything like our last family bonding day?
[Flashback to Mabel, Dipper, and Grunkle Stan making fake money]
You call that Ben Franklin? He looks like a woman. [Sirens in distance] Uh-oh.
[Back to present]
The county jail was so cold.
Now who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?
[Later, while Stan is driving recklessly:]
Grunkle Stan, are you wearing a blindfold?
Nah, but with these cataracts I might as well be. What is that, a woodpecker? [drives into the woods, crashes into a sign]