Did you say you're fixing the comm? I don't need to talk to Captain Hera right now. Get back up there and fix the shields!

Because I was there to save him! He's a street rat. Wild, reckless, dangerous, and... gone?

And then, all at once, the Republic and its clone soldiers had turned against the Jedi. Depa Billaba fought to protect him—and he fought to protect her. She died. He fled. She died so he could flee, but to what end? What did she hope for him?

Remember Bendu's warning. Turn away before it's too late!

"What of the spiders?" "I can see them, so there's nothing to fear."

"Wait, wait. I have to tell you something. I... I hate your hair." "It's the best I could do without a mirror." "Your hair hasn't been this short since we first met."

"This was your plan? To lure us here and allow these creatures to do your work for you?" "How do you think it's going?" "Pathetically." "Guess if you want something done right..."

"I don't know why she does that." "I believe it's called artistic expression." "Yeah? Well my expression is wrong. I'm not happy about being on this mission." "Really? That wasn't clear."

I don't need to see you to know something's wrong.

Focus. Focus on letting go.

"What's the matter, luv? You miss me>" "Always... and more than you'll ever know."

Listen. Once people know you have it, you will be challenged. You need to be able to defend yourself.

"Kanan, I was hoping to see you at the briefing." "I hear Ezra's doing well." "He has been stepping up, but, uh... You know he blames himself for what happened to you and Ahsoka." "Well, I don't." "I wish you would tell him that."

Mm, more like arms redistributors.

"Okay, you caught me, I give up!" "What the..." "Just kidding!"

"Looks like the family's together again!" "Let's try and keep it that way."

Ezra, I'll be right behind you.

Ugh, Chopper, please. It's been a difficult morning.

It was different for me, Ezra. Everything was different back then. All that remains now is the Force.

After that kid!

He's annoying, but there will always be distractions. You need to learn to focus through them. Here, let's try something else.

"We didn't fail, Hera. Kanan made sure of it."

"How we doing?" "It could be worse." "Yeah, keep telling yourself that."

Well, the bad news is, we didn't get the bombs. The good news is, we don't need a pickup because we found a new Phantom. Tell Sabine she's gonna need a paint job.

Careful. You'll cut your arm off.

I don't think he is, but I do know he's taking a big risk for all of us.

I never said you were a Jedi, I said you had the potential to become one. But you lack discipline, focus.

"Do or do not. There is no try." "What does that even mean? How can I do something if I don't try to do it?" "Well, see— Actually that one always confused me, too, but Master Yoda sure used to say it a lot."

Haven't you ever seen a rare hairless Wookiee before?

Energy constantly flows through the crystal. You're not fighting with a simple blade as much as you are directing a current of power. Your thoughts, your actions, they become energy. They flow through the crystal as well, and become a part of the blade.

The holocron holds extensive star maps, but I was as surprised as you that there was a temple here. 'Course, I couldn't be sure this is where you were meant to be, but it makes sense. This is your home.

It's not the strangest thing we've ever done.

Look, Sabine is a capable warrior. In some ways, more so than Ezra. But she can't, or won't find balance within herself. Until she does, wielding an actual lightsaber is far too dangerous for her.

Hera, how about a little less attitude and a little more altitude?

"Whoa! You can't bet Chopper, he's—" (whistles) "See? I can't lose. And you know we need the credits." "Right... Do it."

And I'm grateful. But that doesn't mean I want to join their little army. When you and I started together, it was, "rob from the Empire, give to the needy." A noble cause. Now we're getting drawn into some kind of military thing. I don't like it.

I see... you, growing more and more frustrated.

"Zeb, Kanan didn't just save us. He completed the mission."

"Whoa, did you fly in on those things?" "Yeah, the kids came up with that one." "Not bad!" "With any luck, Ezra and Sabine are finding us a better ride." "Oh, I don't know, I kind of want to try those." "You would."

"I had two of those. Kanan took the one, the other I held onto in case he ever needed it. It is proper that you should have it."

"Let's end today's lesson by levitating Chopper." "If I do, can I drop him?" "Sure."

Okay, okay. Heh, that was the easy part.

We have a new mission. Vizago acquired the flight plan for an Imperial transport ship full of Wookiee prisoners.

The point is that you're not alone. You're connecting to every living thing in the universe. But to discover that, you have to let your guard down. You have to be willing to attach to others.

"I agree. We have to go. I don't want the Empire putting their hands all over the Temple." "So let's stop them. For Kanan."

"What are you waiting for? Kanan? Kanan, it's looking—" "At me. I know."

"Boy, I must really trust you." "I know you do."

I guess he's stuck with me. For now.

What is it with you Mandalorians, never knowin' how to solve anything except through the end of a blaster? Sabine, you do this, you're no better than him.

We're gonna be okay. You know that, right?