After Cleo crosses swords with Vetti Sforza in a dusty tavern, the duel spills into the streets and continues in the skies. Escape seems hopeless when the Imperial Fleet arrives.
Stop! Please stop!
You're smashing up my bar!
!توقفا! توقفا رجاءً
!أنتما تحطمان حانتي
Nicht! Hört auf!
Arrêtez ! Arrêtez ça !