Is it revenge?

Money?

Or is it something else?

You look good.

A little rough around the edges. But good.

Beckett: Heard about a job.

Big shot gangster. Putting together a crew.

- Han Solo: I'm a driver.

And I'm a flyer.

I waited a long time for a shot like this.

What do you think?

Oh, what do you know?

- Beckett: You got a line on a ship?

- Qi'ra: Yeah, I know a guy.

He's the best smuggler around.

- Han Solo: I heard a story about you.

I was wondering if it's true.

- Lando: Everything you've heard about me is true.

L-3!

Let go of the mean man's face.

- L-3: Who are these guys?

- Beckett: If you come with us,

you're in this life for good.

- Lando: Might want to buckle up, baby.

- Beckett: Here they come!

Let me give you some advice.

Assume everyone will betray you.

And you will never be disappointed.

- Han Solo: I've got a really good

feeling about this.

Since when do you know how to fly?

You're a hundred and ninety years old?

You look great!

Push it!

L-3: So glad we took this job!

Han Solo: Chewie!