Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We were trying to protect our route.
I think I swallowed it.
to operate outside of Hutt Space.
the Mayor is indisposed for the rest of the week, and there are...
Get down there. Get down.
Sansanna spice from the slave mines of Kessel.
This territory is mine.
You now travel under the protection of the Tuskens.
The Twins have laid claim to their late cousin's bequest.
Please have a seat at the bar. I'll see if I can free up a table.
Is that it?
We will die of thirst without our water car.
but these are not the death pits of Duur and I am not a sleeping Trandoshan guard.
Nevertheless, we are both honored and delighted by your serendipitous visit.
Shall we visit the Mayor?
Go. Stop.
The train goes faster than this.
Your lives are a gesture of our civility.
His cowardly Majordomo usurped his territory
I will stop the train.
Get down!