Andor

The restraints are nothing to be feared.

It's much safer for you to be tethered as we engage.

It doesn't take long.

It won't feel that way to you.

No!

- No! No! - Bix. Wake up.

You're okay. You're okay...

You're fine. You're safe.

Spiders are not the most unique thing in Ghorman.

There's a mineral underground. Doctor!

Deep substrate foliated kalkite.

The kalkite extraction, I'm assuming it's an invasive process.

The extent of our withdrawal may render the planet unstable.

There is a risk of... total collapse.

We don't have a large presence on Ghorman at the moment.

He's planned for that.

We're building a new armory in Palmo.

Excuse me?

We're starting tomorrow.

Propaganda will only get you so far.

You need a radical insurgency you can count on.

You need Ghorman rebels you can depend on to do the wrong thing.

- Did Krennic offer you the job? - You know that he did.

Then it's done. We're in it.

Ghorman will be yours to run as you wish.

You'll only answer to Krennic and he's got no time for anything but results.

There are no small jobs here at the Bureau of Standards.

You may hear that and wonder how it can be true.

But... not that long ago, I was standing right where you are now.

Oh, Syril, Dedra was just telling me how well you're doing here.

Was she?

And I told her that came as no surprise to me.

No sign of your husband?

He'll be back.

Oh, there you are.

He told me everything.

I know you wanted him to live, but Cassian said he'd seen your faces, so...

You tried.

He knows that.

Wherever he is.

Wasn't much of a soldier, was he?

They'll never find his body.

His family will never know what happened.

Oh, I...

I forgot to ask his name.

Might be a bit late now.

Everyone has their own rebellion.

Right?

Breathe. Breathe.

Same thing again? Dr. Gorst?

- You wanna talk about it? - Just go back to bed.

It's been a while now.

It's being home. Here. Whatever this place is.

It's when I relax.

We still need to do something about these windows.

Yeah. We can do that tomorrow.

Get some decent plates.

And towels.

If we're gonna keep coming back,

- we might as well settle in. - Hey. Hey.

You sure you don't wanna talk about it?

Bix.

I can barely see you.

Turn it.

Mother?

- The other way? - It's the connection.

The other way.

You might as well be in the Outer Rim.

- I'm seeing you clearly. - How nice for you.

There. There, you had it.

Don't worry about me. I'll try to remember what you look like.

It's an Imperial signal. It should be fine.

Where are you?

I am in my office.

Requesting a transfer, I hope.

I like it here.

I think you've got spiders in your brain.

Or whatever those things are called. The web weavers?

- Ghorlectipods. - Ugh!

- Good morning, sir. - The thought of it.

No one understands what you're doing out there.

And when you say "no one," I'm assuming you mean Uncle Harlo?

He says you're deluded if you think Ghorman was a promotion.

His advice is always uplifting.

You're being cast aside.

You're being discarded and too naive to see it.

- Morning. - I'm in charge here, Mother.

They've put you on the shelf, Syril. You've been played.

You, of all people, should understand

the attraction of being in charge.

In charge? Of what? Counting spiders?

Let's not forget your last foray into the provinces.

This is the Bureau of Standards field office in Ghorman.

It's hardly the provinces.

What it is, hardly, is Coruscant.

You were here.

I'd fixed it. You'd made it back.

People die trying for a desk at headquarters.

And then they die at those desks.

You were here, Syril.

You'd found a woman actually willing to make a life with you,

and you just walk away?

A respectable career, a relationship, finally?

All of it cast aside, thrown away, and for what?

A field office on Ghorman?

- I'm assuming you won't be visiting. - They won't get another credit of mine.

I'm not buying Ghorman again.

I'm sick of it.

They were always too good for the rest of us.

You are watching too much Imperial News.

My opinions were well-established before you relocated.

These are decent people.

Syril, I have met some Ghormans in my time.

Uncle Harlo used to wear nothing but Ghorman twill.

Who wouldn't, if you could afford it?

But the attitude. The arrogance.

Those holo-drops? This mockery of Emperor Palpatine?

You must have seen them. How could you not? It's scandalous.

It's propaganda. Mother, you're being sold these ideas.

My poor boy.

Your gullibility is breathtaking.

All this anti-Ghormanism, it's not just talk anymore.

We're getting new directives every month and people are getting hurt.

You're too close to know what's really going on.

I'll tell you how close I am.

There are people in my office. I'm looking at two of them right now.

They'll be choking down loyalty oaths next week just to keep their jobs.

I feel safer already.

I'm here. I see what I see.

This place is hardly a threat to the Empire.

Don't become too much of an individual, Syril.

I have spiders to count.

Same time next wee--

This place is hardly a threat to the Empire.

Don't become too much of an individual, Syril.

- I have spiders to count. - Same time next wee--

Hey.

- What? - Let me see the bag.

- What for? - Let me see the bag.

- Seriously? - I don't like this place.

I thought you meant the other one.

I meant the good one. This is the good one.

- We need to mix it up. - We haven't been here for a month.

Look at us.

I can't sleep. You can't shop.

The mission is dinner.

I think we can handle it.

Okay. Come.

Hello there. What can I do for you two?

We got some lovely new fruits in.

- What about the melons? - Excellent choice. They're in season.

Fresh from Ukio. I'll find a good one.

I need three.

Ripe tonight or tomorrow?

Tonight.

I haven't seen you for a while. Thought I'd lost you.

I've been around.

These are lovely. For a lovely lady.

- Anything else today? - No. No, no. We're good.

Are those Moski peppers?

Extra hot.

My husband wants a taste.

Is he strong enough?

He's tougher than he looks.

Okay.

One? Got two.

Oh! This is a lovely one.

- You, sir? - Seriously?

Perhaps you've changed your mind.

- Really? Tonight's the night? - Well, these are special.

I'm not a tourist. You know it.

- This one's different. - I'm not buying another spider.

This one's free.

What do you want?

You're right. You're not a tourist.

Perhaps you wish to know more about where you live.

There's a candy inside with information on the wrapper.

- About what? - There's a meeting.

You should come. You have the address.

We should've done this before.

There's already tarnish.

We were tired. We needed the rest.

Clean it with Dirjo.

There's not much left.

Put it on the list.

Who else stays here?

You ever think about that?

No one's been here while we were gone.

You should see if we can leave stuff.

- If we're gonna keep coming back. - Hmm.

I'll ask him.

What are you gonna tell him?

About what?

About what happened on the mission. The soldier.

Luthen cares about results.

The deal went through. We won.

It had to be done.

There's nothing else to say.

What?

Hey, he was a threat.