It appears all public transport is now restricted without chain codes.
Which Cut can't sign up for.
He'll be arrested when they discover he's a deserter.
The next shuttle leaves in a few hours.
Codes or no codes, we need to be on it.
Mom, it's Omega!
She went out past the fence!
What were you doing out there?
Do you realize you could've been killed?
Easy. She's not a soldier.
Are you hurt?
Now, let's take a look here.
I'm sorry. I was trying to get the ball.
I didn't know.
You're safe. That's all that matters.
Hey, kid. You all right?
She'll be fine.
All in all, I would say that could've gone much worse.
Tech, you think you could forge some chain codes?
I only learned of them moments ago, but yes.
We're getting Cut, Suu and the kids on that shuttle.
Need another set of eyes out here?
Almost forgot how good of a shot you are.
I owe you one.
Children will always find ways of getting into trouble, Hunter.
It's what they do.
Protecting them is what we do.
She wanted to stay on the ship.
I've been thinking about what you said.
And you're right, she's not a soldier.
Just give her some time.
When you leave Saleucami,
I want Omega to go with you.
You two can give her something that we can't.
Is that what you really want?
It's what she needs.
It's ironic. Clones wanted names instead of numbers,
yet now people are signing up to be given numbers.
You could create a database
to identify anyone in the galaxy.
Glad you're impressed,
but where are we going to find the data for these chain codes?
And the disks?
Already thought of that.
Clones now control the spaceport.
There we can tap into their network
and replicate the codes.
Hunter said they're tagging ships inside their impound facility.
That is our way in.
You're suggesting we call the authorities
and have them seize our ship?
That is exactly what I am saying.
I guess if they think it's abandoned,
that just might work.
You did what?
This was the simplest solution.
Getting our ship impounded is not my idea of a solution.
We'll meet you at the spaceport with the chain codes.
I have this under control.
There's one big problem. Omega's on the ship.
I think it's a good plan, Tech.
So much for simple.
Clamp it down and add it to the list.
We'll run its signature later.
What kind of ship is this anyway?
Looks like a modified
Omicron-class attack shuttle.
It's a mess. No wonder it was abandoned.
So far so good.
Now how can I help?
You've had enough action for today. We'll handle this.
Go to the security kiosk.
Scomp in, copy the data
and grab the blank disks for me to program.
I don't see any disks, Tech.
They'll be locked in a safe compartment.
Tech, we're in the spaceport.
What is your status?
In progress. The encryption shouldn't be a problem.
Mom, I don't like this.
Everything will be okay.
Hurry up. We need those chain codes to get them on the shuttle,
or we're going to have to blast our way out of here.
I can slip through security unnoticed
and deliver the disks to you momentarily.
No chance you're getting past all them undetected.
We can't get caught with these chain codes.
We can't get caught at all.
What are you talking about?
If we get tied up in a blaster fight,
they're gonna lock down the whole port.
Where'd the disks go? And where's Omega?
This great plan of yours is looking really lousy about now.
Have your chain codes out and ready for inspection.
The chain codes are en route...
By herself? You let her go by herself?
Well, we didn't let her go.
I'm on it.
She ran off on her own.
If something happens to her...
Like I said, kids always find trouble.
What is taking so long with the boot?
Are you trying to get caught?
I'm doing my best. You wanna come out here and give it a try?
Hey, who are you? You don't belong here.
I'm the maintenance tech.
I've got a situation at bay...
That is not ideal.
We're in agreement on that one.
No! Don't do that.
That hit the spot!
Wrecker, we could use some help over here.
On my way.
They're waiting for you at the dock. Better get going.
Halt. Where are you going?
Show me your chain code, citizen.
Sure. I got it right here.