The Mandalorian (TV Series)
Chapter 15: The Believer (2020)
Bill Burr: Mayfeld
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Mayfeld : Yeah. Empire, New Republic. It's all the same to these people. Invaders on their land is all we are. I'm just sayin', somewhere someone in this galaxy is ruling and others are being ruled. I mean, look at your race. Do you think all those people that died in wars fought by Mandalorians actually had a choice? So how are they any different than the Empire. If you were born on Mandalore, you believe one thing, if you're born on Alderaan, you believe something' else. But guess what? Neither one of them exist anymore. Hey, I'm just a realist. I'm a survivor, just like you.
The Mandalorian : Let's get one thing straight. You and I are nothing alike.
Mayfeld : I don't know. Seems to me like your rule start to change when you get desperate. I mean, look at ya. You said you couldn't take off your helmet off, and now you got a stormtrooper one on, so what's the rule? Is it you can't take off your Mando helmet, or you can't show your face? 'Cause there is a difference. Look, I'm just sayin', we're all the same. Everybody's got their line they don't cross until things get messy. As far as I'm concerned, if you can make it through your day and still sleep at night, you're doin' better than most.
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Valin Hess : So, what shall we toast to, boys? I can blather on about "to health" or "to success", but I'd like to do something a little less rote. Where you from, Brown Eyes?
Mayfeld : [before Mando can speak] How 'bout a toast to Operation Cinder?
Valin Hess : Now, there's a man who knows his history.
Mayfeld : No, I don't just know it. I lived it. I was in Burnin Konn.
Valin Hess : Burnin Konn?
Mayfeld : Mm.
Valin Hess : That was a hard day. I had to make many unpleasant decisions.
Mayfeld : Yes, you did. Entire city gone in moments, along with everybody in it. We lost our whole division that day. Man, that was, like, 5, 10,000 people.
Valin Hess : Yep. All heroes of the Empire.
Mayfeld : Yeah. And all dead.
Valin Hess : Well, it's a small sacrifice for the greater good, son.
Mayfeld : Depends on who you ask, don't you think?
Valin Hess : What you gettin' at, trooper?
Mayfeld : All those people, the ones who died, was it good for them? Hmm? Their families? The guys I served with? Civilians, those poor mud scuffers, died defendin' their homes, fighting for freedom. Was it good for 'em?
Valin Hess : But we've outlasted them, son. They're eating themselves alive. The New Republic is in complete disarray, and we grow stronger. You see, with the rhydonium you've delivered, we can create havoc that's gonna make Burnin Konn just pale by comparison. And then they're gonna turn to us once again. You see, boys, everybody thinks they want freedom, but what they really want is order. And when they realize that, they're gonna welcome us back with open arms. Ah.
[raising his glass]
Valin Hess : To the Empire.
[with a soft chuckle, Mayfeld shoots him, then other Imperials in the room]
Mayfeld : [giving Mando his helmet back] You did what you had to do. I never saw your face.
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Mayfeld : [safely arriving at the refinery] Never thought you'd be happy to see stormtroopers.
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Valin Hess : Trooper! Hey, trooper. Pay attention when a superior addresses you. What's your designation?
The Mandalorian : Transport crew.
Valin Hess : What?
The Mandalorian : My designation is transport copilot.
Valin Hess : No, son. What's your TK number?
The Mandalorian : My TK number is...
Valin Hess : Uh-huh.
Mayfeld : This is my Commanding Officer, TK-593, sir. I'm Imperial Combat Assault Transport Lieutenant TK-111, sir. I'm afraid you'll have to speak up to him a little bit since his vessel lost pressure in Taanab.
Valin Hess : [loudly] What's your name, Officer?
Mayfeld : We just call him Brown Eyes. Isn't that right, Officer? Come on. Let's go fill out these TPS reports, so we can go recharge the power cells.
Valin Hess : You're not dismissed. You the tank troopers that delivered the shipment of rhydonium?
Mayfeld : Yes, sir.
The Mandalorian : Yes, sir.
Valin Hess : Well, you two managed to be the only transport today to deliver their shipment. Come with me, hmm? Let's get a drink, Brown Eyes.
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Cara Dune : You know, it's too bad, Mayfeld didn't make it out alive back there.
The Mandalorian : Yeah, too bad.
Mayfeld : What are you talkin' about?
Cara Dune : Looked to me like prisoner number three-four-six-six-seven died in the refinery explosion on Morak.
Mayfeld : Does that mean I can go? Huh? 'Cause I will. All right. Okay.
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Mayfeld : I'm not gonna need long inside, so once I get the coordinates, you guys gotta get me the hell out of there.
Boba Fett : You get to the roof. I'll drop in and pull you out.
Cara Dune : All right. Mayfeld and I will swap out for the drivers in the tunnel.
Mayfeld : Hey, as much as I'd like to take a road trip with Rebel-dropper here, that's not gonna work.
Cara Dune : Oh, yeah? Why's that?
Mayfeld : Well, because these Remnant bases are set up and run by ex-ISB. If you get scanned and your genetic signature shows up on any New Republic register, you're gonna be detected, and it's guns out.
Cara Dune : You sure do know a lot about Imperial Remnants.
Mayfeld : Hey, if you wanna accuse me of something, then just say it.
The Mandalorian : We don't have time for this. Fennec will go.
Fennec Shand : No, I'm wanted by the ISB. I'll trip the alarm, too.
The Mandalorian : Fett?
Boba Fett : Let's just say they might recognize my face.
Mayfeld : Great, so it's me going in alone.
Cara Dune : No way. The minute he gets inside, he'll tip 'em off. He'll be a hero.
Mayfeld : Hey, I'm... this wasn't my idea. I'm doing you guys a favor.
Cara Dune : Deal's off. I'm taking him back.
The Mandalorian : [scanning a transport with his visor, he sees a stormtrooper patrol inside] I'll go.
Mayfeld : Hey, buddy, I might be good at fast-talking, but I don't think I can explain away a guy in a Mando suit to Imperial guards. So unless you're gonna take off that helmet, it's gonna be me going in alone. Or say goodbye to your little green friend.
The Mandalorian : You're not going alone. I'm coming with you. But I won't be showing my face.
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The Mandalorian : We need coordinates for Moff Gideon's cruiser.
Mayfeld : Moff Gideon? Yeah, forget it. Just take me back to the scrapyard. I'm not doin' that.
Cara Dune : They have his kid.
Mayfeld : The little green guy?
Cara Dune : Yeah, "the little green guy".
Mayfeld : So... I help you guys get him back, you guys let me go?
Cara Dune : That's not how this works.
Mayfeld : Well, then what's in it for me?
Cara Dune : You get a better view.
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Mayfeld : [to Boba Fett] Oh. You know for a second, I thought you were this other guy.
The Mandalorian : [debarking from Slave I] Mayfeld.
Mayfeld : Hey, Mando. Long time. What, you came here to kill me?
Cara Dune : All you need to know is I bent a lot of rules to bring you along.
Mayfeld : Why am I so lucky?
Cara Dune : Because you're Imperial.
Mayfeld : Hey, that was a time ago, all right?
The Mandalorian : You still know your Imperial clearances and protocols, don't you?
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The Mandalorian : They're trying to blow the rhydonium.
Mayfeld : You think? You should've left me in prison!
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Mayfeld : [changing into a stormtrooper's armor] Oh, my god, this guy reeked. His gloves are still wet. Ugh!
[chuckling as Mando enters in similar armor]
Mayfeld : Look at this. Oh, the shame. Now, that right there is worth the price of admission.
Cara Dune : Wish I could say it looked good on you, but I'd be lying.
The Mandalorian : Just make sure to take out the rooftop gunners, or we're never getting out of here.
Cara Dune : We got you.
The Mandalorian : [giving her his beskar armor] Take care of this. Keep it safe.
Cara Dune : I will.
Mayfeld : Hey, guys. Still on the clock. What would they say on Mandalore?
[to Cara]
Mayfeld : You know, it's a shame you're not comin' along with us. You got such a sunny disposition. Can't imagine how fun you are in one of these.
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Mayfeld : I can't get those coordinates unless I have access to an internal Imperial terminal. I believe there's one on Morak.
The Mandalorian : Morak? There's nothing on Morak.
Mayfeld : It's a secret Imperial mining hub, okay? If you can get me in there, I can get you the coordinates.
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Mayfeld : I can't go in there.
The Mandalorian : Why not?
Mayfeld : That's Valin Hess.
The Mandalorian : Who?
Mayfeld : Valin Hess. I used to serve under him.
The Mandalorian : Will he recognize you?
Mayfeld : I don't know. I was just a field operative, but I'm not taking the chance. It's over.
The Mandalorian : Let's just do this quick and we can get out of here.
Mayfeld : I can't do it, okay? We have to abort. I'm sorry.
The Mandalorian : No. I can't. If we don't get those coordinates, I'll lose the kid forever. Give me the data stick.
Mayfeld : It's not gonna work. In order to access the network, the terminal has to scan your face. Let's go.
The Mandalorian : Give it to me.
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Mayfeld : Well, looks like it's back to the scrap heap.
The Mandalorian : Thank you for helping.
Mayfeld : Yeah. Uh, good luck getting your kid back.
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Mayfeld : [hearing a noise nearby] What the hell was that?
The Mandalorian : [seeing a camera feed] Pirates. Keep driving. I'll take care of it.
[leaning out the window, he fires his blaster]
Mayfeld : Are you seriously shooting a blaster near rhydonium?
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Boba Fett : I did an initial scan of the planet. This is what you're talkin' about, right?
Mayfeld : Yeah, it's the refinery right there.
Fennec Shand : Wonder what they're refining in there.
Boba Fett : Looks like rhydonium. Highly volatile and explosive.
Mayfeld : Yeah, kinda like this one, huh.
Boba Fett : They have anti-aircraft cannons protecting it.
Fennec Shand : And a platoon of security forces.
The Mandalorian : So we go in quiet. Let's go get a closer look.
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Security Droid : Inmate three-four-six-six-seven. Inmate three-four-six-six-seven.
Mayfeld : What? What?
Security Droid : Inmate three-four-six-six-seven, descend and receive new instructions.
Mayfeld : Can't you see I'm busy?
Security Droid : Inmate three-four-six-six-seven, please salute Marshal Dune.
Cara Dune : I remand prisoner three-four-six-six-seven to my custody.
Security Droid : Affirmative. Inmate three-four-six-six-seven, please follow Marshal Dune to transport.
Mayfeld : Somebody's gonna tell me what's going on?
Cara Dune : Let's go! I've got a job for you.
Security Droid : Inmate three-four-six-six-seven, please follow Marshal Dune.
Mayfeld : Wait, where is she taking me?
Security Droid : Inmate three-four-six-six-seven, you have three seconds to comply with your new directive.
