Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm the maintenance tech.
Shaeeah: Omega, don't move!
That is exactly what I am saying.
Sounds familiar.
I suppose find a remote piece of land on a distant planet.
Excellent.
(PA: indistinct)
I can slip through security unnoticed and deliver the disks to you momentarily.
Let's go.
All right, out with it. What's with the girl?
Hurry up. We need those chain codes to get them on the shuttle,
-Uncle Wrecker! -Uncle Wrecker!
Clone Trooper: Keep moving.
You need a family, kid.
(squawking)
Oh, right, must be in this hand.
We're running out of time, Hunter.
But... I want to stay with you.
The extra chain code's for you, so you can leave with Cut and Suu.
I think it's a good plan, Tech.
When you leave Saleucami, I want Omega to go with you.
They're good people. They'll give you the life you deserve.
On my way.
Need another set of eyes out here?
Hunter: There's one big problem. Omega's on the ship.
Inside, now.
Rex warned us of the storm that's coming.