Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They didn't tell you, did they?
Not yet.
I need a flight path.
I need to know where we're going.
(CHUCKLES) It really is something to see.
Wrote about you last night. Not you specifically, not "Clem."
Will do, sir.
They breed a sad combination of traits
Get up, now!
Okay, come on! Come on!
(BEEPING, WHIRRING)
You know, it's the old ones causing all the problems.
JAYHOLD: They've taken the tower and communications.
Vel.
Yes, sir. Seven years.
- NEMIK: 14 minutes. - VEL: Move.
Are you on point?
Escaping? In a Rono?
Just leave it! Get this thing in the air!
- Go and get us ready! - Cover me!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(BEEPING, WHIRRING)
All good.
Echo-One.
The Empire has no moral boundaries,
(SOLDIERS LAUGHING)
You've been here the longest, haven't you, Lieutenant?
(FIRING CONTINUES)
I'll have to look.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What is that?
- He might feel the back of my hand. - The boy is ill, Jayhold.
What is going on here?
(WHOOSHING)
JAYHOLD: Didn't you hear me?
(GRUNTING)
So, yes, sir, it has definitely started.
Have they any idea this is the last time they'll be allowed up here?
(YELLS)
They may pick up some highland stragglers along the way,
Valley-One. Valley-One.
This?
Climb!
-(BEEPING) - Lock and confirm, Echo. Lock and confirm.
Quite predictably,
(PILGRIMS GASP)
(GASPS)
Vector six-five-five-five-one.
- SKEEN: No! - VEL: Nemik!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)