Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She warned me about the mission. And Tarkin.

No, it's like I said before. I want to go with you.

Wrecker: You mean, we're not blasting any droids?

No! You killed her!

You're all clear. Make it count.

Bad play, Hunter.

What is all this stuff, AZI?

How is it obvious?

She's not the only one.

Because while these cells were retrofitted to hold normal individuals,

The clones once helped us free Onderon, so we'll give them a choice.

Galactic Empire? We're soldiers of the Republic.

We have orders from the Supreme Chancellor himself.

Well, I guess kids aren't your area of expertise.

Operations, we need a status report on prisoner 0219.

While I'm not sure "fun" is the sentiment I would express,

Don't touch me, droid.

(alarm blaring)

For now, let's focus on getting outta here.

Omega. Come along.

Says who? We completed our objective.

Only if I can go with them.

There are children down there.

Bring us in. We'll find out what's going on.

as I assess the needs of the Imperial Army.

-But I-- -Listen, kid.

Tell me something I don't know, Tech.

(PA announcer) Level five lockdown remains in effect...

(clone troopers shouting)

Stow it, already. You got shot. It happens all the time.

(thunderclap, thunder rumbling)

Yet he exhibited loyalty to the Empire during their mission.

But my tests are not yet complete.

-(beeping) -(whirring)

You disobeyed orders

Who threw that?

(battle droid) Drop your weapons and surrender.

Wrecker (grunts): Maybe she's right.

We're going back for her.