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Whoa.
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Ugh.
- I know, Buggles.
We've gotta get out of the Tower for a few hours.
I'm going crazy in here too.
- Let's see what Father's up to.
Maybe we can talk him into going out on a hover-cruise.
What do you say?
- What's taking them so long?
Torra?
Is everything okay? - Great.
Completely fine, Father.
I really love hanging out in my room.
Alone. By myself.
Did I mention alone?
- At least I'm still allowing you to fly.
It's getting dangerous out there, Torra.
Far more dangerous than it ever has been.
I'm not just talking about pirates.
- I know who you're talking about.
Ever since they started coming around, you've changed.
You've been way too protective of me.
I mean, I'm an Ace pilot.
I've battled pirates and marauders and...
- The First Order are far worse than any pirate.
- I'm going down to the marketplace.
- Whatever you need can be delivered to you.
- What I need is to get out and breathe some fresh air.
- You have a balcony. And try and understand, Torra.
It's only until the First Order are gone.
And then we'll go on a hover-cruise.
I promise. - So many promises.
I need to get off this tower. Off this whole station.
Torra!
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- 4D, make sure she doesn't leave her room
for the next few hours. I don't want her near them.
- Of course, sir.
- Greetings, Commander Pyre.
- How wonderful to see you, Captain Doza.
Prepare the Tower docking bay.
We will be there within the hour.
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- I'm sorry, Torra, I'm afraid I can't let you leave
for the next 3.5 hours.
- But what if there's a pirate attack?
I'm supposed to be on patrol in an hour.
- Griff and Freya will cover your patrol
until the First Order leaves, Torra.
- But... Buggles really has to go out.
We don't want him making a mess all over the place.
Do we, 4D? - Oh, dear, no.
That was disgusting.
I'll take the creature out myself.
- I am locking the door for your own safety
until I return, Torra.
- I know, I know.
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Too bad I figured out the pass code.
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- Torra Doza, stop this instant.
Oh, Buggles.
Why?
- Thanks, Buggles.
Well, that was disgusting.
- Okay, BB, Poe wants us to find any info that connects.
Doza to the First Order.
Any ideas on how to get into the Tower?
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- The shipping and receiving door.
Good call. Think you can get it open?
Both:
- Kaz? - Torra.
Oh, um, I was just gonna deliver some, uh, ship parts
to Hype Fazon. - Uh, do that later.
Let's have some fun.
- Um, but I need to... Whoa, you got it?
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- Okay, the coast is clear.
No security droids. - What's going on?
You in trouble? - Well...
Father wants me to stay in my room
while he speaks to the First Order.
- Oh, wow, the First Order.
Um, um, what's that all about?
- Hmm, something to do with the pirate attacks.
They wanna help clean out the sector or something.
I guess the pirates have been raiding their ships too.
- Ooh, that's pretty.
How much? - Five credits.
Oh, you're Torra Doza, the Captain's daughter.
You've got the money. That's 20 credits for you.
- How generous of you. Thanks, but no thanks.
- What? You can afford it.
- Hey, look, it's Torra Doza. - Oh, hey, Torra.
- Oh, hi, nice to see you all.
- So what's the deal with all these pirate attacks?
- Yes, Doza just cancelled another race.
- And now I heard he might impose a curfew?
What's that all about?
- Whoa, everyone back up. Give her some room.
Let's get out of here.
- Say, how about we get back to the Tower?
Before the First Order shows up.
- Sounds great. But I think we're too late.
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- So, how's the First Order gonna help
with all these pirates?
- Mm, if Father signs this agreement,
they'll patrol the platform.
Then, I suppose, the only flying I'll get to do
is playing "Flight Simulator Squadron."
- Wait. You have "Flight Simulator Squadron"?
- All three of them. Do you wanna play?
- I'm thinking yes!
- Come on, we can get some food at the Ace Lounge too.
- This is our ticket inside, BB-8.
♪ ♪
- Commander Pyre, welcome back to the Colossus.
- Have you considered my offer, Doza?
It won't last long. - I have questions.
How many stormtroopers would be stationed here?
- Enough to stave off any pirate raid.
My soldiers are far more equipped for the job
than your Aces.
- And when the pirate threat is abated,
how long until they leave?
- It's difficult putting a timeline to these things,
Captain Doza. Pirates can be so...
unpredictable.
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- Why are we sneaking around?
- I snuck out. I have to sneak back in.
Oh, uh-oh.
This way, this way.
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- Whoa.
I didn't know the Aces had an even fancier lounge.
- Not bad, right?
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- Torra. What is going on with your father?
He's been so secretive of late.
- He's fine, just busy.
Even too busy for me lately.
- Well, he better get the races going again.
It's been too long since we've seen some action.
- Mmm, mmm.
Mmm. Mmm!
Oh, this food... mmm!
Really, really good. Mmm, mmm.
- Take as much as you want.
- So I flew in and said, "You think you got me?"
"You can't handle the Hype."
Then I punched the sublight jets and whoosh!
Streaked right through Vargo's ring
and crossed the finish line. Whoo-hoo!
And that's how I won the Sublight Star Five Million.
Am I an amazing star pilot or what?
Server. Another round, please.
- Coming, sir.
- Hmm? - Kaz?
What are you doing here? - Rucklin!
Where's my bantha milk?
- What are you doing here?
- I have to work a side job to buy a racer to replace
the one you destroyed. Trust me,
I'm gonna get you back for that.
- Rucklin! - Coming, sir.
- Come on, let's get out of here.
This place is starting to reek.
This way. Let's head over to my...
- This sanction will allow First Order to secure
both your platform and skies.
We'll find these pirates and eliminate them.
To the benefit of both our parties.
- I will need time to review. - Don't take too long, Captain.
We expect your answer soon.
- 4D, take this to my office. I'll see Pyre out.
- We need that data pad, BB. Have a plan yet?
- Commander Pyre, allow me to personally show you out.
This way.
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- Not that way. That's my dad's office.
Come on.
- Uh?
- Wow, you've got all the latest flight simulators.
Yeah.
Well, they start to get boring when that's all you have.
I thought being an Ace would be different.
- But things have changed. - My father's changed.
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- I know what it's like to feel alone, Torra.
There's not a lot of people our age around here.
But we're friends, right?
And I'm gonna crush you at that Flight Sim.
- I'd like to see you try.
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Watch out, watch out, watch...
- Can't beat me. That's why they call me Kaz.
Whoo! Best pilot in the galaxy, coming through.
- Whoa!
- Ka-zoo.
All right.
Uh-oh.
- Yes! - Quick, hide.
- Torra, you're back.
- Intruder. Intruder. Intruder. Intruder...
- Oh, no.
- Intruder. Intruder. Intruder.
He's not an intruder.
He's, um, a... a deliv... - Intruder. Intruder...
- No. 4D, deactivate attack mode.
- Intruder. Intruder... - Deactivate.
That's an order.
- Apologies, Torra.
- But your father warned us of possible droid spies.
You can never be too sure with a ball droid.
- Thanks for everything, little fella.
See you next time.
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Phew.
That was too close, BB-8.
Okay, here's Doza's office. Anyone inside?
- Okay, buddy. Get me in.
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- Captain Doza.
I need to talk to you, sir. It's important.
- I'm in the midst of showing my guests out, boy.
- Is there a problem, Captain? - Nothing I can't handle.
Uh, good day, Commander Pyre.
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What is it?
- Someone's broken into your office, sir.
I saw them myself. We better hurry.
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- I need more time, BB.
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Uh-oh.
Ah!
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- Intruder, huh? - Yes, it was Kazuda Xiono.
I saw him sneak in here. - So where is he?
- No, he has to be here. He's hiding.
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- That is private. Stop wasting my time.
Make yourself useful and empty my trash.
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- Father, the Aces wanna speak with you.
- Not now, Torra.
- They wanna know what's going on with this new deal.
Please, Father, they have the right to know.
- Very well. You are quite right,
as usual, my dear.
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BB-8, look at this.
It's an old Imperial Uniform, isn't it?
- Doza used to be in the Empire.
And now he's working with the First Order.
I knew he was shady, but this? This is bad, BB.
Really bad.
Let's get out of here.
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- Ah!
I'll get you out.
After you explain to me why you were in my dad's office.
- It's a long story. I promise I'll tell you
everything over a couple of blurrgfires at Aunt Z's.
- Follow me. I know a secret way out.
No guards.
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- Wait, have you done this before?
- Um, no. But it'll be fine.
Come on. - Wh... ah.
Great. Where are we?
- This is a trash compactor. - No.
It's a trash incinerator.
- Incinerator? - Relax.
Today's the third day of the second cycle, right?
- No, actually, it's the third cycle.
It is?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
- That's not good.
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We gotta get out of here. BB-8, get that door open.
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Ah!
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- It's fine. It's okay.
- Are you crazy? - It's just like a holo game.
Jump!
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- Ah! This is out of control.
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- Ah, ah, ah. Faster, BB.
Get that door open.
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That was too close.
- Yeah. We almost died.
That was amazing!
- So now, why exactly
were you in my father's office again?
- Oh, um, right, I... I just, uh... I... I wanted to see
how the other half lived, so, um, I...
- Hmm.
Kazuda, be honest with me.
Are you a spy?
Me, a spy?
Wh... why would you think...
- Father found out you used to be a pilot
for the New Republic. And I keep a very close eye
on my father's business. So I wonder,
what're you doing here, really?
- I'm... I'm not a spy, that's ridiculous.
I... I... I, uh... I quit the Navy to become a racer.
That's all.
- You better go, Kaz. - Thanks.
- No. Thank you.
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- Father. I was looking for you.
- Ready for our hover-cruise, Torra?
It'll be nice to finally get you out of your room.
- Yeah, that's for sure.
- Hurry along, dear. - Sure, Dad. Be right there.
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Who are you really, Kazuda?