There, there, Alora. We're away from trouble now.
A new life awaits us both.
It's the Empire! They're seizing the ship!
We need to get out of here!
This is a civilian transport.
We were granted clearance for takeoff.
I'm afraid it's been canceled.
As fortune would have it, you carry a cargo of great interest to us.
No!
Keep away.
Fear not, old one. We wish to make friends.
But first we have some business
to attend to.
This is unexpected. Don't get me wrong. It's always good to see you.
But usually it means there's trouble.
What I have to say is Jedi business.
Then I guess I qualify.
You qualify more than I do.
I've been monitoring transmissions from Mustafar
to find out more about the Sith Lord.
And?
Information about him eludes me,
but I've learned more about his Inquisitors.
It seems they have a secondary mission to make retrievals.
We know they hunt Jedi, so what else are they after?
At this point, I could only guess.
I managed to decode two sets of coordinates.
I'm on my way to investigate the first one.
And you want me to check out the second.
I'm in.
You should have Ezra join you.
He's already briefed on the mission.
Hey!
She did say this was Jedi business.
Bring Zeb as well. He proved himself against the Inquisitors before.
So, where are we going?
Did Ahsoka say exactly what we were looking for?
No. She just said we have to get whatever it is before the Inquisitors do.
KANAN: Chopper, you have those coordinates?
Housing units?
What would Inquisitors want there?
I doubt they're renting.
Zeb, you take a look around the spaceports for the Inquisitors' ship.
If they're already here, I'd like to know.
Don't worry. If I find any sign of 'em, you'll hear about it.
Bring Chopper. Stay in touch.
Help.
I'm here. It's okay. You're safe now.
Help me. Help my grandchild.
Your grandchild? They took her.
The red blades,
they knew that she has it.
Find her. She has it...
Shh. Rest. You need to rest.
I will find her.
I'm not following you anymore.
I've lost track of where we've checked.
Hey, where ya going?
Okay, yes. You found them.
Congratulations.
I see it. It's one of those lousy probes.
Ha.
If I never see one of those things again, it'll be too soon.
You can come out now.
Let's blast this ship and get outta here.
I really hope that's not a baby Inquisitor.
No, we can't just leave it here.
We'll blow up the ship after we get the baby.
What is wrong with you?
No sign of Inquisitors.
That's what worries me.
Ah. This is it.
Kanan, I... I think we're too late.
Over here. She's alive.
What's your name? (SPEAKING ITHORIAN) Oora.
Save your strength, Oora.
(SPEAKING ITHORIAN)
"Pipey"?
Her child. She thinks they came for her child.
Two red blades.
(SPEAKING ITHORIAN)
They didn't get it. She managed to send her child away with a droid.
I promise you, Oora. We'll find your Pipey.
(SPEAKING ITHORIAN)
Oora, as soon as you're able to, get to docking bay 12.
Kanan, what do they want with her child?
I don't know, Ezra.
You're telling me there's another baby out there? And it's headed your way.
When you find the droid, tell it that the mother, Oora, sent you.
Understood. On my way.
That one's all yours.
Garazeb Orrelios.
Honored soldier, feared rebel, baby hunter.
At least I'm good at one of those things.
Hey, droid!
Wait, wait, wait. I'm here to help!
Its mother, Oora, sent me.
That's right, Oora.
She sent me for her child.
Ugh. That's a baby?
I hope I'm holding it right side up.
There, there, baby... Thing.
Shh. It's okay, it's okay.
Ah, karabast. Why'd it have to be me?
Kanan, I found the baby.
KANAN: Already? You're pretty good at this.
Yeah. I know. I'm taking it back to the ship. Copy that.
We'll meet you there.
No, I'm sorry. You can't come.
You have to act as a decoy.
Uh-oh. That's not good.
That's really not good.
Watch out!