Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pleasure doing business with you.
Look, this is a pyro denton worth at least 1,800 credits.
(comm chatter)
Hunter: Wrecker, Tech, Echo. I lost Omega. Somebody attacked us.
Huh?
You-- You said you'd skip the step.
Can't we explore?
My diagnostic test indicates this vessel is now operational.
(comm beeps)
Well, start with that.
Echo: Yes, whatever you require.
(droid beeping)
(grunts)
we'll be able to scramble our signature whenever we need to.
(grunts)
(grunts)
By my calculations, the closest planet is... Pantora.
Wrecker, where are you?
(panting)
I got separated from my friends.
"Sightseeing"?