Greez Dritus: This isn't good. With the defenses they got our usual tricks just aren't gonna cut it.
Merrin: I can help.
Cere Junda: What are you thinking?
Merrin: A ritual. It will hide the ship. I hope.
Greez Dritus: A ritual.
Cal Kestis: She has a knack for this kind of stuff.
Greez Dritus: Wha- hold, wait, wait a minute. Now, hold on. Now... what is this gonna require?
Merrin: A sacrifice. One of your arms will do nicely.
Greez Dritus: Wait, what?
Merrin: Don't be so serious.
Cal Kestis: After the Purge... I was alone for a... a long time. In hiding, I was... I was scared that they'd find out who I was or... What I was.
Merrin: What changed?
Cal Kestis: A very good friend of mine told me to go out and find my place in the galaxy.
Merrin: And you listened.
Cal Kestis: Well, no, but... Life has this funny way of forcing you on the path forward anyway. Now here I am. Where I least expected.
Merrin: A path forward.
Cal Kestis: I'm not interested in power. I want to restore the Order.
Taron Malicos: Restore the Jedi Order? Oh, you poor fool. It's over! Jedi fell long before the Purge. Stifled by tradition. Deafened by our past glories. Blinded by endless war.
Cal Kestis: Maybe. But it's never over, Malicos. We stand here now with a chance to learn. To rebuild from our mistakes.
Taron Malicos: Jedi learn? There's no future for them. How can you not see that? It's time for something new. You and me. We could build something different. Something better.
Cal Kestis: No.
Taron Malicos: Then Dathomir will be your grave.
Merrin: I was only a child when they attacked. An armored warrior brandishing this... Descended upon us... And cut down my people. My sisters. Until I was left alone. With the dead. Then Malicos came. And promised me revenge. If I shared our secrets with him in return.
Cal Kestis: I know what it's like to lose everything. And Malicos was wrong to use that against you. We don't have to be enemies.
(Merrin gives Cal back his lightsaber)
Merrin: You will need this.
Cal Kestis: There she goes again.
BD-1: Boop woooo bop!
Cere Junda: You did it.
Cal Kestis: We did. I wouldn't be here without all of you. I used to sit on Bracca dreaming about storming Coruscant with survivors from the Jedi Council. Instead, the Order's hopes rest on a gambler, a fallen Jedi, and a failed Padawan. A bunch of screw ups.
Greez Dritus: You can say that again!
Cal Kestis: BD's the only reliable one. He let Cordova wipe his memories so he could stay behind and guide us. But you're both willing to sacrifice everyhing; to keep going even when it seeems impossible.
Cere Junda: Failure's a part of the journey.
Cal Kestis: I get that now. Thank you. All of you.