[MISCHIEVOUS MUSIC]

KUIIL: This is what was causing all the fuss?

THE MANDALORIAN: I think it's a child.

GREEF KARGA: What a precious little creature.

I can see why you didn't want to harm a hair

on its wrinkled little head.

THE MANDALORIAN: Ready to lay low

and stretch your legs for a couple

of months, you little womp rat?

[SQUEAKS]

[CHILDREN LAUGHING]

STORMTROOPER 1: What is that thing, anyway?

STORMTROOPER 2: I don't know.

Maybe Moff wants to eat it.

I don't ask questions.

GREEF KARGA: I have no idea if he wants to eat

it or hang it on his wall.

He's trying to eat me!

THE MANDALORIAN: Spit that out.

[SLURPING]

IG-11: That was unpleasant.

I'm sorry you had to see that.

THE ARMORER: This is the one that you hunted then saved?

THE MANDALORIAN: Yes.

The one that saved me, as well.

GREEF KARGA: Come on, baby!

Do the magic hand thing!

[COOS]

THE MANDALORIAN: Stop touching things.

CARA DUNE: We need someone to watch that thing.

THE MANDALORIAN: You stay right here.

You stay.

Don't move.

What is it?

THE ARMORER: It is a foundling.

It is in your care.

You are a clan of two.

CARA DUNE: Take care of this little one.

[COOS]

[MISCHIEVOUS MUSIC]