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So, let's focus on what you require.

I'm requesting authorization and backup for dealing with pirates on Nevarro, sir.

Perhaps the leaders of Nevarro need to understand why becoming a Republic signatory is valuable.

By letting them suffer? Sounds like a rather Imperial way of thinking.

I would like to gently request that you all stay in town until the investigation is completed.

Can we ask why? Has something changed?

No...

No, it hasn't changed, or no, we can't ask?

When you find that sumbitch, just do me one favor.

What's that?

Don't miss.

Nothing you can do is gonna bring her back, Dom. If I were Letty, I would ask you... No, I would beg you, please, let this go. Before it's too late.

It's already too late.

Could you put out the cigarette, please?

Why?

I can't breathe back here.

What are you talking about? Smoke's going in my lungs.

Baby! What in the absolute fuck is Michael Bryce doing here?

You said, 'Baby, get me Michael Breece!'

What? No! No, no, no. I said 'Baby, I need help. Get anyone but Michael Bryce.'

Cooper, you can't ask TARS to do this for us.

He's a robot. So you don't have to ask him to do anything.

I didn't ask for your help.

And yet, you always need it.

So, what can I *censored* get you?

Is there anywhere you don't work?

They're called jobs, something a *censored* like you wouldn't know anything about. And by the way, I can't *censored* believe you asked Ramona out after I specifically told you not to *censored* do that!

How are you doing that with your mouth?

Never *censored* mind how I'm doing it!

I don't like your attitude. I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Attitude? I'll show you attitude!

Wait! Help me! He's trapped! You can't leave him like this! Please!

You killed innocent people. You ask the sea for mercy.

Given your situation, I can't say I fully understand your reasons for volunteering to operate onboard my ship. However, if you wish to continue to do so, I must ask you to do one thing.

What's that, sir?

To trust me.

Yes, sir. I will, sir. ... I mean, I do, sir.

I need your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle.

You forgot to say please.

Banner, you want a piece?

No, not really. But when do I ever get what I want?

Why are you here?

I've told you, I'm on holiday.

You're brown as a nut. You're clearly just back from your holidays.

Maybe I'd fancied another one.

Oh, this is Mycroft, isn't it?

Now, look...

Of course it is. One mention of Baskerville and he sends down my handler to-to spy on me, incognito. Is that why you're calling yourself Greg?

That's his name.

Is it?

Yes... if you'd ever bother to find out. Look, I'm not your handler. And I don't just do what your brother tells me.