[Bo-Katan Kryze and Mando's team have successfully rescued Paz Viszla's son Ragnar and also brought along the now-orphaned hatchlings of the raptor that kidnapped Ragnar. She visits the Armorer to have a replacement pauldron made]
[The Mandalorian brings together the entire Mandalorian covert after Carson Teva makes a surprise visit and asks him to help Greef Karga's situation on Nevarro when the New Republic won't lift a finger]
Now, many of you don't know Greef Karga. And those that do fought against him when you rescued me from his ambush many cycles ago on the streets of Nevarro. Since then, he's had a change of heart and has risked his life to save mine as well as the Foundling in my charge. [Grogu coos] I stand before you to petition an intervention. To help rescue Nevarro before it's too late. I am in no position to ask any more of you. However... However, the enemy that decimated this very covert were Imperials, not Greef Karga's bounty hunters. Greef Karga is now a High Magistrate and has offered me a tract of land on his independent world. Perhaps it is time for us to live in the light once again on a planet where we are welcome. So our culture may flourish and our children can feel what it is to play in the sunlight.
I do. I was there on Nevarro that night. I fought against Greef Karga and his hunters. I saw my brothers and sisters fall at the hands of the Imperial butchers that hunted us in the sewers. I saw many die to save the life of [gestures to Grogu] this one, tiny Foundling. And now we are asked to sacrifice yet again. The question we should be asking ourselves is, "Why? Why should we lay our lives down yet again?" Because we are Mandalorians. I have had my disagreements with this man, but he risked his life to save my son. And Bo-Katan Kryze did not give up on my child's life even when the rest of us did. These two are asking us to take up arms in the name of a brighter future, and I for one will take up arms to fight by their side. [Mandalorians agree] This is the Way.
[After the Mandalorians and the Nevarro residents defeat the pirates, the Armorer has allowed Bo-Katan Kryze to remove her helmet, and they walk out to the sight of the Mandalorians]
Scanning. I'm only seeing the remains of the flight crew. There appears to be something embedded in the cabin wall. Get in close on that. [droid beeps] It's a fragment of beskar alloy.
RReed
Wait, are you saying that Moff Gideon was taken by... Mandalorians?
[Mandalorian privateers aboard an Arquitens-class corvette trap and board a Quarren ship carrying a Mon Calamari prince. Koska Reeves leads the arresting party.]
[stands up and readies to press the droid killswitch] Everyone, freeze! If I trigger this failsafe, it will convert the planet's docile workforce back into battle droids and unleash them upon the unsuspecting citizens of Plazir! Don't make me do it.
Separatist is a pejorative term. I support democracy. Count Dooku was a visionary. He was cut short in his prime by the Jedi enforcer... [subdued by Kryze's taser dart]
[Bo-Katan Kryze has successfully taken down Axe Woves in a leadership challenge but he doesn't want to accept defeat knowing Mando has the Darksaber and she doesn't]
It's not a gift. While exploring Mandalore, I was captured. And this blade was taken from me. Bo-Katan rescued me and slayed my captor. She defeated the enemy that defeated me. Would this blade then not belong to her? Would it not belong to her?
[On Mandalore's surface, Bo-Katan's team joins a group of Mandalorian holdouts aboard a skiff. One of them laments their survival during the Night of a Thousand Tears and how they did not surrender to the Empire]
That's not true. I did surrender. [signals Koska Reeves to quiet down] After our forces were annihilated in the Night of a Thousand Tears and defeat was imminent, I met with Moff Gideon. The ISB had reached out to me to negotiate a cease-fire. In exchange for submitting to the Empire and disarming, all remaining cities and Mandalorian lives were to be spared. That is how Moff Gideon came to possess the Darksaber. I didn't trust him, but it was the only chance I had to save our people. And then he betrayed me and we were helpless to resist the Purge of Mandalore.
SSurvivor Captain
[referring to Mando and the Armorer] How did these others survive?
Our people have suffered time and again. From division and squabbling factions. Mandalore has always been too powerful for any enemy to defeat. It is always our own division that destroys us.
[The Mandalorians are ambushed by beskar-enhanced Imperial Stormtroopers and in their rush to fight their way out, chance upon an Imperial cavern base, just before blast doors separate Mando from them. The Stormtroopers take him down and a certain man in black armor and a Mandalorian-style helmet appears. It's Moff Gideon]
Thank you for gathering the Mandalorians into one place. You were a talented people, but your time has passed. However, as you can see, Mandalore will live on in me. Thanks to your planet's rich resources, I have created the next-generation Dark Trooper suit forged from Beskar alloy. And the most impressive improvement is that it has me in it. You see, every society has something to offer. The cloners. The Jedi. And even the Mandalorians. By aggregating the best of each, I will create an army that will bring order to the galaxy. Why don't we take your fleet off the board while we still have the element of surprise. [to commlink] Activate the interceptors and bombers.
Let's skip the pleasantries, shall we? I believe this is the part where you return the Darksaber to its rightful owner. Now, surrender the Darksaber, and tell these people that this planet is mine.
My clones were finally going to be perfect. The best parts of me but improved by adding the one thing I never had. The Force. I was isolating the potential to wield the Force, and incorporating it into an unstoppable army. And you smothered them before they could draw their first breath.
[Having successfully reclaimed Mandalore and reactivated the Great Forge, the Mandalorians witness the Armorer baptize Ragnar Viszla at the Living Waters. Mando lines up Grogu for the ritual]
But it'll make me a little cranky. Well, well, the great and glorious Green Lantern. What, did you run out of alien menaces to beat on, you have to horn in on my turf?
Among friends. Each of you brings something different to the table. Strength. Speed. Stealth. Whatever. But we're all equal in at least one way: Each of us is willing to make the sacrifices a hero needs to make, even the ultimate one. Since there are so many of us, we have a chance to do more than just put out fires, both literal and figurative. We can be proactive. We can do some real good in the world. But we're going to have to be organized. J'onn'll be up here keeping an eye on everything. He'll be the one to decide whose going where and when. I know a lot of you are used to making those decisions for yourself, but from now on we have to be more coordinated than that. We can't be cowboys any more... or cowgirls.
C'mon, I don't belong up here, fighting monsters and aliens and supervillains. I just help the little guy. And a big club like this, you tend to forget all about him. So gee whiz, I'm flattered to be asked and all. But NO THANKS.
