The Book of Boba Fett – Chapter 3: The Streets of Mos Espa – Transcript

Boba Fett must deal with two very different threats.
The Book of Boba Fett - Chapter 3: The Streets of Mos Espa

Original release date: January 12, 2022

Fett plans how he can maintain Jabba’s empire. A water vendor asks Fett to punish a gang of cyborgs who are stealing his water, claiming that the citizens do not respect him yet. Upon seeing that the gang has no work, Fett employs the cyborgs as enforcers. Fett is attacked by Krrsantan, but the Wookiee is held off and captured in the basement by his guards. The Hutt Twins then arrive, bringing a rancor as a gift and promising to leave Tatooine because they were misled by Mayor Shaiz. Fett forms a bond with the new rancor and hopes to train it. Fett, Shand and the cyborg guards go to Mos Espa to question Shaiz, but the mayor is absent and his majordomo flees. A speeder chase ensues and the cyborgs corner the majordomo, who asserts that Shaiz is working with the Pykes. One of Fett’s informants reports that more Pykes are arriving in Mos Espa, and Fett decides to prepare for war. In flashbacks, Fett departs from the Tusken tribe to collect the toll from the Pykes, only to find the tribe wiped out by the Nikto gang on his return.

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8D8: And here you see the businesses that were under the protection of the name that should not be spoken.

You can say “Jabba.”

Under the protection of Jabba the Hutt.

He’s dead.

He can’t hurt you.

I was concerned that you would feel insulted.

Why would I feel insulted?

Because you felt threatened.

Well, now I am insulted. (GRUNTS)

Apologies, Master Fett.

Can you just get on with the briefing?

After the sail barge disaster, there was a power vacuum. Bib Fortuna assumed Jabba’s mantle. Under Master Bib’s watchful eye, Mos Espa was divided amongst three families. The Trandoshans took the city center. The Aqualish, the Worker’s District here. And the Klatooinians, the starport and upper sprawl. Master Bib did not have the power of Jabba, so he relied on uneasy alliances to preserve his tribute and title. All of this while lining the pockets of Mayor Mok Shaiz.

Where does that leave us now?

Everyone is waiting to see what kind of leader you are.

And the assassins?

Mayor has no power. Somebody else is behind that play.

The Hutts.

Could be. You want me to ask around?

Would they know if you did?

We should assume so.

We should wait.

(GAMORREAN SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

One of your vassals seeks an audience with you.

Do they have an appointment?

No, Mistress Shand.

That’s fine. Send them in.

(GAMORREAN SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Perhaps we’ll learn what’s really going on in this murky fen.

(GAMORREAN GRUNTING SOFTLY)

8D8: State your name and your business.

I am Lortha Peel. I am a water-monger in the Worker’s District.

8D8: What is your petition to Lord Fett?

Well, with apologies, sir… No one respects you.

8D8: Enough!

Let him speak. (SIGHS)

Ever since Lord Fortuna was… perished, the streets have turned to chaos.

Well, this is the first I’m hearing of it.

LORTHA PEEL: No. It’s true. And I am insulted on your behalf at the disrespect these urchins are showing you. Especially in light of the, uh, well, you know…

(SCOFFS)

What?

The assassination attempt.

Thank you for your insight. We’ll look into it.

Uh, uh… What of my petition?

Go on.

(GRUNTS)

Well, a street gang of insolent youths has been stealing my inventory. Now, this never happened under the other Daimyos and I am insulted on your behalf.

And your inventory is water?

Yes, I broker sales on behalf of the vapor farmers, yes.

I grew up surrounded by water.

Well… Tatooine was once completely covered with water. (LAUGHS) It’s fascinating, actually.

And what is this gang?

Uh, well, they are half-man, half-machine. They modify their bodies with droid parts to make themselves even more deadly. I beseech you, Lord Fett, rid the streets of Mos Espa of this scourge and I will double my tribute to you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

FENNEC SHAND: Hmm.

MAN: I had to look at this in that condition, and just say, like, “Are you crazy? Are you crazy?

“You think I gonna pay that?”

WOMAN: That’s what you think.

MAN: No. You don’t know. You know what I mean?

WOMAN: Is that so?

BOBA FETT: Where’d you get that water?

We stole it.

BOBA FETT: That’s a crime.

It’s a crime what he charges.

BOBA FETT: Then farm your own water.

Look, old man…

BOBA FETT: My name is Boba Fett.

We know who you are.

Go back to your palace.

BOBA FETT: Watch your tongue.

I’m the Daimyo of this district and I will bring order.

You’re a crime boss.

Just like the rest of them.

If you’re a Daimyo, then why’d you let the monger charge us a month’s wages for a week’s water?

Not that we have any wages.

BOBA FETT: You live in the Worker’s District.

You all should be working.

There is no work, Mighty Daimyo.

Look around you.

Then you will work for me.

You got guts, I’ll give you that.

You better fight as good as you talk dank.

LORTHA PEEL: No, no, no, no, no!

They stole from me!

And you’re just going to let them off?

What do they owe you?

Thirteen hundred credits.

For water?

Thirteen hundred credits.

Give him five hundred.

What? They owe 1,300.

I heard you the first time.

Take the 500 and consider it resolved, if you want to continue to do business in my territory.

If you don’t like it, you can move to Mos Eisley.

(CHUCKLES)

Fine.

And cut your prices.

The rest of you, gather up your gak, follow me.

FENNEC SHAND: You wanna work or not?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(BURPS)

(BLOWING BUBBLES)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(BANTHA GRUNTS)

(TUSKEN GRUNTS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

BOBA FETT: Hey.

Where do the Pykes do their business in Mos Eisley?

(JAWA SPEAKS IN JAWAESE)

I have business with the Pyke Syndicate.

(SPEAKS ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Please come in. Have a seat.

You received my message?

Protection arrangements are all part of doing business in the Outer Rim.

Very well, I’ll take payment. Be on my way.

I’ve spoken with my superiors on Oba Diah and they are unwilling to pay protection to more than one party.

We are one party.

I’m collecting on behalf of the Tuskens of the Dune Sea.

The Kintan Striders have already collected protection money for the same territory you lay claim to.

You don’t have to pay that speeder bike gang.

We far outnumber them.

The sands have belonged to the Tuskens since the oceans dried.

We are happy to do business with either party.

But we do not want to be taken advantage of by paying protection to both.

I’m sure you understand.

I will resolve this.

You will not hear from the Nikto sand riders again.

We look forward to our partnership.

(BEEPS)

(BANTHA GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(SCREAMS AND GRUNTS)

(WOOKIEE ROARS)

(BOBA FETT GRUNTING)

(WOOKIEE GROWLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(BONES CRACKING)

(PANTING)

(BLADE CRACKLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROWLING)

(SQUEALS)

(GROANS)

Stay back.

(WOOKIEE GROWLING)

(SCREAMS AND GROWLS)

Get him to my bacta tank.

(WOOKIEE ROARING)

Enough food.

Go help with the patrol.

(WHIRRING)

FENNEC SHAND: You’re the head of a family.

You should enjoy the trappings.

I need to respond.

Everyone is watching.

Waiting for me to make the next move.

Have some food.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

I have to send a message.

You already did.

They sent Krrsantan to kill you.

And now he’s locked up in your dungeon.

I say… you wait for them to show their hand.

These are Hutts.

Waiting will only give them another opportunity to strike again.

Pardon the interruption, master.

What is it?

The Twins are here. They have brought a gift.

(BROTHER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: (IN ENGLISH) Go on.

(SISTER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: Clear off Tatooine and I will consider a truce.

(SISTER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: Say your piece.

(BROTHER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: Promised by who?

(SISTER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: And what of the Hutts?

(BROTHER HUTT SPEAKING HUTTESE)

BOBA FETT: Here is your prisoner.

I offer him back if you renounce all claims to Jabba’s legacy on Tatooine.

BOBA FETT: Release him.

(KRRSANTAN GROWLS)

BOBA FETT: No hard feelings.

It’s just business.

Take it from an ex-bounty hunter, don’t work for scugholes.

It’s not worth it.

FENNEC SHAND: You sure that was a good idea?

BOBA FETT: Either that or kill him.

FENNEC SHAND: Do you believe what the Hutts said?

BOBA FETT: I have no reason to believe them.

They would benefit from their enemies fighting one another.

FENNEC SHAND: I’ll arrange a meeting with the Mayor.

It’s quite the gift.

(GROWLING SOFTLY)

Why does it just lie there?

It’s depressed.

This beast can feel such things?

Rancor are emotionally complex creatures.

Why does it wear blinders?

This one is a calf.

It was bred from champions for fighting.

I saved this one for myself to train.

It imprints on the first human it sees.

Now that we arrived, I will begin its training.

Can I?

Yes, go ahead. They are quite peaceful unless threatened.

Whoa, easy.

Easy, boy. That’s it.

I think it likes this.

RANCOR KEEPER: It does.

I will spend more time with it.

RANCOR KEEPER: You should.

They can become very loving.

I thought they were bred just to fight.

They’re powerful fighters, so that is what most know.

But they form strong bonds with their owners.

It is said that the Witches of Dathomir even rode them through the forest and fens.

I want to learn to ride this one.

You what?

I want to ride it.

I’ve ridden beasts ten times its size.

Teach me.

It will take a tremendous amount of discipline.

We begin today.

Here you go.

What are we gonna call you?

Yes.

Stand here.

There.

Easy.

Easy, boy. Easy.

Is this the spot?

(BOBA FETT CHUCKLES)

Oh, yes. You like this.

8D8: Excuse me, Lord Fett.

Not now. I’m busy.

We heard back from the Mayor’s office.

He remains completely unavailable for at least the next 20 days.

Feed the rancor, a full ronto carcass from the larder.

I think it’s hungry.

Tell Fennec to suit up. We’re not waiting for an appointment.

8D8: Yes, Lord Fett.

Don’t worry.

He’ll be back.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

BOBA FETT: We’re here to see the Mayor.

We have a few questions for him.

Yes, indeed, uh…

Unfortunately, Mayor Mok Shaiz’s schedule is a bit complicated, unfortunately, as I recall.

FENNEC SHAND: If you wish to continue breathing, I advise you to weigh your next words carefully.

Hmm…

(SMACKS LIPS) Umm…

Actually I may be able to rearrange some of the appointments that aren’t as time sensitive as yours.

Uh, so if you’ll excuse me, I’ll see what I’m able to do.

BOBA FETT: That was a bit heavy-handed, don’t you think?

FENNEC SHAND: Do you want the appointment or not?

(BEEPS)

BOBA FETT: Did he just lock the door?

FENNEC SHAND: Let me.

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

FENNEC SHAND: Dank Farrik!

Right?

Nah, your bike ain’t faster than mine.

FENNEC SHAND: Get him!

Ah, oh, oh.

Oh, my!

(DROID BEEPING)

(DROID SCREAMS)

(SPEAKING BITH)

(SCREAMS AND LAUGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(ENGINE STALLING)

BOBA FETT: Where is he?

He’s with the Pykes.

The Mayor’s gone.

He’s working with the Pykes.

BOBA FETT: Is he?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING OVER PA)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you sure?

I know a Pyke when I see one.

How many?

I saw a dozen, at least.

They arrived on the starliner.

Good work.

Keep an eye on them.

Sorry, it’s an expression.

You don’t have to be sorry, mate.

I paid a lot for this. I’m proud of my eye.

Let us know what you see.

These are just a first wave.

They’re going to war.

Then we will be ready.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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