The door closes and WEESLA turns to face his attackers. He raises his weapon and opens fire, taking down the advance TROOPERS. The secondary TROOPS return fire, but the bolts do minimal harm as they ricochet off the HUTT’S thick slimy skin. KANE dives for the sonic cannon that’s situated near the holding pens, and swings it around to train it on the desperate HUTT. WEESLA freezes in his tracks and raises his hands in the air.
KANE: Put him in the ray-shield holding cell!