[Cara Dune has just killed a bounty hunter that was about to assassinate the Child]
Who is he tracking?
The kid.
They know he's here.
Yes.
Then they'll keep coming.
Yes. [crushes the bounty hunter's tracking fob]
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)
[Cara Dune has just killed a bounty hunter that was about to assassinate the Child]
Who is he tracking?
The kid.
They know he's here.
Yes.
Then they'll keep coming.
Yes. [crushes the bounty hunter's tracking fob]
I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold.
That's my line.
Someone tell me why we even need a Mandalorian.
Well, apparently they're the greatest warriors in the galaxy. So they say.
Then why are they all dead?
He never takes off the helmet?
This is the Way.
Huh. I wonder what you look like under there. Maybe he's a Gungan. Is that why yousa don't wanna show your face?
[The Mandalorian is not too accepting of IG-11 working as Kuill's servant droid after seeing it almost kill the Child]
That thing is programmed to kill the baby.
Not anymore. [as IG-11 places the tea tray on the table, Kuill remembers the aftermath of the original battle and his efforts to rebuild the droid] It was left behind in the wake of your destruction. I found it, laying where it fell, devoid of all life. I recovered the flotsam and staked it as my own in accordance with the Charter of the New Republic. Little remained of its neural harness. Reconstruction was quite difficult, but not impossible. It had to learn everything from scratch. This is something that cannot be taught with the twist of a spanner. It requires patience, repetition. I spent day after day reinforcing its development with patience and affirmation. It developed a personality as its experiences grew.
Is it still a hunter?
No. But it will protect.
[lifting a cup] Tea?
Do you trust me?
From what I can tell, yes.
Then you will trust my work. IG-11 will join me. And we do it not for payment, but to protect the child from Imperial slavery. None will be free until the old ways are gone forever.
Okay.
And the blurrgs will join me as well.
The blurrgs?
I have spoken.
[Karga is pretending Mando is his captive]
I'll give you 20 credits for the helmet.
Ha! Not a chance! That's going on my wall.
On your wall?
Go with it.
[Moff Gideon calls out to Greef Karga, Cara Dune, and the Mandalorian as they try to slip out of their building]
Your astute panic suggests that you understand your situation. I would prefer to avoid any further violence, and encourage a moment of consideration. Members of my escort have completed assembly of an E-Web heavy repeating blaster. If you are unfamiliar with this weapon, I am sure that Republican Shock Trooper Carasynthia Dune of Alderaan will advise you that she has witnessed many of her ranks vaporize mid-descent facing the predecessor of this particular model. Or perhaps the decommissioned Mandalorian hunter, Din Djarin, has heard the songs of the Siege of Mandalore, when gunships outfitted with similar ordnance laid waste to fields of Mandalorian recruits in The Night of a Thousand Tears. I advise disgraced Magistrate Greef Karga to search the wisdom of his years and urge you to lay down your arms and come outside. The structure you are trapped in will be razed in short order and your storied lives will come to an unceremonious end.
He knew my name... I haven't heard that name spoken since I was a child.
On Mandalore?
I was not born on Mandalore.
But you're a Mandalorian.
Mandalorian isn't a race.
It's a Creed.
This is bacta spray. It will heal you in a matter of hours. You have suffered damage to your central processing unit.
You mean my brain?
That was a joke. It is meant to put you at ease.
[The Mandalorian, the Child, IG-11, Greef Karga, and Cara Dune enter the Mandalorian covert on Nevarro, but Mando stops at seeing a pile of Mandalorian armor pieces]
We should go.
You go. Take the ship. I can't leave it this way. [to Greef] Did you know about this? Is this the work of your bounty hunters?
No. When you left the system and took the prize, the fighting ended and the hunters just melted away. You know how it is. They're mercenaries. They're not zealots.
[confronts Greef] Did you do this? DID YOU?!
No!
It was not his fault. We revealed ourselves. We knew what could happen if we left the covert. [puts a piece of armour from the pile onto a floating cart] The Imperials arrived shortly thereafter. This is what resulted.
Did any survive?
I hope so. Some may have escaped off-world.
Come with us.
No. I will not abandon this place until I have salvaged what remains. [goes to the forge, and the others see her melt down armour pieces] Show me the one whose safety deemed such destruction.
[IG-11 reveals the Child] This is the one.
This is the one you hunted, then saved?
Yes. The one that saved me as well.
From the mudhorn?
Yes.
It looks helpless.
It's injured, but it is not helpless. Its species can move objects with its mind.
[keeps working] I know of such things. The songs of eons past tell of battles between Mandalore the Great and an order of sorcerers called "Jedi" that fought with such powers.
It is an enemy?
No. It's kind were enemies, but this individual is not.
What is it?
It is a foundling. By Creed, it is in your care.
You wish me to train this thing?
It is too weak. It would die. You have no choice. You must reunite it with its own kind.
Where?
This, you must determine.
You expect me to search the galaxy for the home of this creature and deliver it to a race of enemy sorcerers?
This is the Way.
[Cara warns of Imperial troops about to raid the covert]
I'm staying. I need to help her, and I need to heal.
You must go. A Foundling is in your care. By Creed, until it is of age or reunited with its own kind, you are as its father. This is the Way. You have earned your Signet. [welds a mudhorn-shaped Signet to Mando's right shoulder pauldron] You are a clan of two.
Thank you. I will wear this with honour.
[as explosions occur nearby and Stormtroopers are coming in] We should go.
IG, please guard the outer hallway. A scouting party draws near.
[not comfortable with the Child in her arms] Hang on. I don't do the baby thing.
I have one more gift for your journey. Have you trained in the Rising Phoenix?
When I was a boy, yes.
Then this [turns around with a jetpack in her hands] will make you complete.
Thank you.
When you have healed, you will begin your drills. Until you know it, it will not listen to your commands.
I understand.
[the Mandalorian has detected a group of Imperial soldiers at the far end of a lava tunnel]
They will not be satisfied with anything less than the Child. This is unacceptable. I will eliminate the enemy, and you will escape.
You don't have that kind of firepower, pal. You wouldn't even get to daylight.
That is not my objective.
We're getting close. Saddle up.
I still have the security protocols from my manufacturer. If my designs are compromised, I must self-destruct.
What are you talking about?
I'm not permitted to be captured. I must be destroyed.
Are we gonna keep talking or we gonna get outta here?
[puts down the jetpack] I can no longer carry this for you. Nor can I watch over the child. [passing the Child to the Mandalorian]
Wait. You can't self-destruct. Your base command is to watch the child. That supersedes your manufacturer's protocol, right? Right?
This is correct.
Good. Now grab a blaster and help us shoot our way out.
Victory through combat is impossible. We will be captured. The Child will be lost. Sadly, there is no scenario where the Child is saved in which I survive.
Listen, you're not going anywhere. We need you. Let's just come with a-
Please tell me the Child will be safe in your care. If you do so, I can default to my secondary command.
But you'll be destroyed.
And you will live, and I will have served my purpose.
[emotional] No. We need you.
There is nothing to be sad about. I have never been alive.
I'm not sad.
Yes you are. I'm a nurse droid. I've analyzed your voice. [caressing the Child in farewell]
IG! [sees droid step off the boat into the lava stream] What are you doing?!
[IG-11 marches through the lava stream to the mouth of the tunnel, with the Stormtroopers lying in ambush]
Manufacturer's protocol dictates I cannot be captured. [opens breastplate to reveal an active grenade] I must be destroyed. [blows up, killing the Stormtroopers]
[Moff Gideon comes at them in a TIE fighter]
Our blasters are useless against him.
Hey, let's make the baby do the magic hand thing. Come on, baby! Do the magic hand thing! [the Child only waves at him] I'm out of ideas.
Nevarro is a very fine planet. And now that the scum and villainy have been washed away, it's very respectale again.
As a bounty hunter hive?
Some of my favorite people are bounty hunters.
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