The show opened with a clip from the previous episode.

"Stop on a whammy!" David told Lux.

"No!" Lux cried.

[Today, these three players are after colossal credits! But, they'll have to avoid the whammy as they play the most exciting game of their lives. From Holovision City in Coruscant, it's time to press your galactic luck. And now, here's your host—the star of Press Your Galactic Luck—David Oilfin!]

David ran up to his podium and doffed his cowboy hat. He then said, "Thanks, Todd, and welcome to Press Your Galactic Luck. Yesterday, we retired Ahsoka Tano after she exceeded our 25000 credit limit on winnings. Today, we have three new players eager to win as many credits as possible. Our first player is taking a break from freedom-fighting on Ryloth. Let's welcome Cham Syndulla."

"Thanks, David." Cham replied after a round of applause. "I'm glad to be here."

"We're glad to have you. What would you do if you're today's winner?"

"Anything I win will help my clan and hopefully keep my daughter, Hera, from being sold into slavery when she's older."

"Wow, I'm speechless. Good luck, Cham, and let's meet our next player. He's a member of the Lasan Honor Guard. Meet Garazeb Orrelios. How are you, Garazeb?"

"You can call me 'Zeb,' David, but I'm thrilled to be here. This sounds like a fun idea," Zeb answered.

"I'm glad to hear that. Good luck, today. Our final contestant is here after learning who he was all the way out in Abafar. Here's Clone Commando Gregor."

"Thanks, David. I'm glad to be here and take a break after everything I've been through," Gregor replied.

"I must say, you look like a new man today."

"I feel like one, too."

"Well, good luck, Gregor, as we get ready to play. As you know, correct buzz-in answers get you three spins, and correct multiple choice answers get you one spin. Here's the first question: What feline creature is native to the planet Lothal?"

Nobody buzzed in before the buzzer sounded to indicate time.

"Okay. This better not be a bad omen. I'll give you the answers in multiple choice. What's the name of this creature from Lothal? Is it a tooka, a loth-cat, or a womp rat? Cham, what do you think?"

"Hmm, I think it's a loth-cat from Lothal," Cham replied.

"Zeb?"

"I'll go with loth-cat." Zeb answered.

"Gregor?"

"I'll say loth-cat."

"I guess it's easy when you have the answers. Loth-cat is correct. Everyone has one spin. Here's the next question: What outer rim desert planet is known for its mountains and salt plains?"

Gregor buzzed in and said, "Abafar."

"Is it Abafar, Seelos, or Af'el?"

"Hmm, I'll go with Abafar," Cham said.

"I'll say Seelos," Zeb replied.

"The planet in question is Seelos. Zeb is up to two spins. Cham and Gregor still have one," David told everyone.

"Hmm, I guess I'm still not 100% after that brain surgery," Gregor stated.

David ignored Gregor's remark and continued on to the next question. "What is the name of the prison on Lola Sayu that is currently under separatist control?"

Gregor buzzed in again and said, "The Citadel."

"Is it the Citadel, the Republic Central Detention Center, or the Jedi Jail?"

"The Citadel," Cham answered.

"The Citadel," Zeb replied.

"Everyone must know their prisons because The Citadel is the correct answer. Gregor has four spins, Cham has two, and Zeb has three. This is the last question and your last chance for spins: Which military ground walker has six magnetizable legs and six laser canon turrets?"

Cham buzzed in ahead of Gregor and answered, "AT-TE."

"Is it an AT-TE, an AT-AT, or an AT-AA?"

Zeb replied, "AT-AT."

"AT-TE, David," Gregor said.

"Well, the tank in question is an All Terrain Tactical Enforcer—an AT-TE. Cham gets three big spins to finish with five. Zeb stays at three, and Gregor gets a spin to move up to five. We'll be right back after these words."

"Welcome back to Press Your Galactic Luck," David said. "As you look at the big board we have over 40 000 in credits and mystery prizes to be won, and we even have the 'Add-A-Two' space that can help your winnings grow fast. We also have whammies, but you want to avoid those more than sleemos in a dark alley. The player with the most credits at the end of round one plays last in round two, so that's an advantage.

"Everything is on the line when you spin. Four whammies puts you out of the game. And if you fear the whammy at any time, you may pass your spins to another player.

"We start with the player with the least number of spins. Zeb, that's you with three spins. I take it you want to play."

"You bet, David. I came here for credits, so give me some, and stop!"

"Stop on 'Move One Space' to either 500 or 300 and a spin."

"I'll take the 500."

"That gives you the early lead and two more spins."

"I'll go again. More credits, no whammies, and stop!"

"Stop on a prize space. That's silver gifts valued at 396 credits. You've got 896 credits and one more spin left. Will you press or pass?"

"I may as well go again. Big credits now, and stop!"

"Stop on 650 credits. You finish with 1546 credits and first place for the moment. We have a tie between Cham and Gregor with five spins each. The player farthest to my left goes first. Cham, that's you."

"All right," Cham said. "Let's get some credits for Clan Syndulla. Stop!"

"Stop on 600 credits. That gives you second place and four spins remaining."

"I'll go, we need more credits for our people. No whammies. Stop!"

"Stop on 400 credits. You've got 1000 credits, 550 less than Zeb, with three more spins."

"OK, let's get more credits now... and... stop!"

"Stop on a whammy."

After the sound of a synthesized foghorn, a whammy on a pogo stick hopped across the screen. In the background, someone sang, "Mister Whammy, taker of everyone's credits." A whammy also popped up in front of Cham with a boinging sound.

"Well, Cham, you've got no credits, one whammy, and two spins left. What will you do?"

"I came here for credits, so I'll spin again. OK, no more of that stuff and stop!"

"Stop on 100 and a spin. That's second place and you still have two spins."

"I'll press. More credits, I'll even take a prize here, and stop!"

"That's a trip to Alsakan worth 597 credits. You're up to 697 credits with one more spin."

"I may as well finish it off. More credits or another prize here, and stop!"

"Stop on another whammy."

"Explosive? Check. C-4? Check. Plunger to detonate it? Check." The whammy pressed the plunger, only to explode instead of the explosive. "That wasn't part of the plan," echoed in the background.

"I'm sure another whammy wasn't part of your plan either, Cham. You've got no credits, two whammies, and no more spins. But anything can happen in round two. Gregor, you've got five spins and you play next."

"Alright, let's do this. I want some credits here, and stop!" Gregor called out.

"Stop on 500 credits," David told him. "That's good for second place with four more spins."

"I'll keep going. Big credits, no whammies, and stop!"

"Stop on a whammy."

As Gregor shook his head, a whammy appeared on-screen and said, "Let me take a hologram of you losing your credits." As it pressed the button, though, the holocamera exploded.

"Well, Gregor, we've got whammies all over the place today. You've got no credits, one whammy, and three spins left."

"I'll go again. I can't take the lead with nothing. OK, let's get credits this time. This is for my brothers I lost on Sarrish, and stop!"

"Stop on another whammy."

A whammy walked across the screen swinging a hammer at Gregor's score display. It said, "There, all fixed and back to zero." With a boing, a second whammy popped up at Gregor's display.

"Gregor, let's talk. You have zero credits, two spins, and two whammies. You want to be very careful about picking up a third whammy in round one," David said.

"You're right, David. I better pass before I get two more of those creepy things," Gregor replied.

A chimed sounded as two spins transferred to Zeb's passed column.

"Zeb, you've got two spins you must take. Avoid the whammy, and first place is all yours," David told him.

"OK, let's avoid the whammies here... stop!" Zeb called out.

"Stop on a prize space. That's a bowcaster valued at 810 credits. You're up to 2356 now with one more spin you must take."

"One more time, I don't need a whammy now... stop!"

"Stop on 300 credits. You finish with 2656. Cham and Gregor each have zero. We'll be right back with more Press your Galactic Luck after this."

"Welcome back to press Your Galactic Luck. It's time to get some more spins, so let's answer some more questions. Which clone didn't see active duty, yet died a hero in the Battle of Kamino?"

Gregor quickly buzzed in and said, "99."

"Is it 99, 259, or 789?"

"I trust the clone on this one, David. I'll say 99," Cham replied.

"I'll say 99, too," Zeb said.

"You get 100 percent on the question because the answer is 99. Gregor gets three spins, Cham and Zeb get one. Here's the next question: What is the name of Depa Billaba's padawan?"

Nobody rang in before time expired.

"And here I thought we finally had momentum. Let me give the answer in multiple choice. Is Depa Billaba's padawan Kran Bumfimp, Kanan Jarrus, or Caleb Dume?"

"I'll try Caleb Dume," Cham said.

"Caleb Dume," Zeb replied.

"Caleb Dume," Gregor answered.

"The momentum continues because Caleb Dume is Depa Billaba's padawan. Cham has two spins. Zeb also has two, and Gregor has four. Next question: this species is a native to the planet Kashyyyk. What is it?" David asked.

Zeb buzzed in and answered, "Wookies."

"Is it Wookies, Ithorians, or Lasat?"

The audience chuckled at the answers. Even Zeb stifled a grin.

"Wookies," Cham said.

"Gregor, what do you think?"

"It's Wookies."

"The streak goes on because Kashyyyk is home to the Wookies. Cham gets a spin to go to three. Zeb gets three to five, and Gregor gets a spin to five. This is the last question: Which of the following is native fauna to Seelos: the rancor, the akul, or the joopa?"

Gregor buzzed in and thought for a moment. He finally answered, "Joopa."

"Cham, what do you think?"

"I think it's a joopa, it's the only one I haven't heard of until now," he replied.

"Zeb?"

"The other two are from other planets, so I'll say a joopa."

"Good job, you all gave correct answers this round. Joopa is correct. Gregor gets three spins to finish with eight, Cham gets a spin and has four, and Zeb gets a spin for six. When we return, our players will try to turn their spins into credits."

"Welcome back to Press Your Galactic Luck. We have well over 100 000 credits in cash and prizes this round. We also have the 'Double your Credits' space; and, we've got some whammies. You already know how undesirable those are, so I don't need to tell you to avoid them. Todd, tell us about one of the trips available this round."

[David, our most valuable trip is a Safari on Shili. Spend seven days and six nights touring the scrub lands of Shili. In addition to a round trip between Coruscant and Corvala, you'll experience Togruta culture first hand with native guides. Just watch out for the akul; they're more relentless than the whammies. It's a prize package worth over 4200 credits.]

As a space briefly lit up on the big board, David said, "That's one of the mystery prizes available in space number 13. We start play in round two with the player with the least credits. Zeb, you lead with 2656 credits, so you play last. Cham and Gregor are tied with zero, so we break the tie for last by starting with the player farthest to my left. Cham, that's you again. Let's hope you better luck this round."

"Thanks. OK, I need some credits now. Even that trip sounds exciting... stop!" Cham called out.

"Stop on a whammy."

A whammy pointed and laughed until it disappeared from the screen. A third whammy indicator popped up in front of Cham.

"Cham, let's discuss the situation. You have no credits and three whammies. One more means you're out of the game. You've got three more spins, so what do you want to do?" David asked.

"I came with nothing, so even if I get another, I'm no worse off than I was. I'll go again," Cham replied.

"Alright, let's hope you get something here."

"OK, credits, prizes, anything here—but a whammy. Stop!"

"Stop on 750 and a spin. Second place, and still three spins along with three whammies."

"David, I'm going to play a long shot and pass my spins."

"OK, those three spins go to Zeb. But, Zeb, you won't take them yet. Gregor plays next with no credits, two whammies, and eight big spins."

"Alright, let's do this. This is for Colonel Gascon... stop!"

"Stop on 'Move One Space' to either 750 and a spin or 2000."

"I'll take the 2000."

"That puts you in second place—656 behind Zeb—and you've got seven spins."

"I'll go again. Alright, more credits, no whammies... and stop!"

"Stop on 2000 again. You've got 4000 and first place. You lead Zeb by 1344 credits, and you've got six spins."

"I want to extend my lead. More credits... and stop!"

"Stop on a whammy."

A whammy dressed in clone armor shot his weapon as Gregor's score reset to zero.

As the third whammy popped up in front of Gregor, David said, "Well, Gregor, you're in the same skiff as Cham. You've got no credits, three whammies, and five spins. If you get another whammy, you're out of the game."

"Just like Cham said, I've got nothing to lose. I'll spin again," Gregor replied.

"Good luck."

"OK, I can't have any more whammies. No more Power Sliders for me. Stop!"

"Stop on 2000 credits. That moves you back into second place with four spins left."

"I'll pass to Zeb."

After chiming, Zeb's passed column updated to show his additional passed spins.

"Zeb. You've got six earned spins, but you can't take them yet. You've got a total of seven passed spins you must take first. Avoid the whammy, and you've got a big lead," Dave told him.

"No big deal, right? Let's do this," Zeb replied. "OK, more credits here... stop!"

"Stop on 750 credits. That gives you 3406 with six more spins to take."

"Another big spin here, no whammies... and... stop!"

"Stop on 2000. That's the favorite space today, it seems. You're up to 5406 now. Five passed spins remaining."

"Not a problem, we're here for credits, and that's what we'll get... and stop!"

"Stop on 500. That's 5906 and four more passed spins."

"One more time with credits. Be good to me here. Stop!"

"Stop on 600 credits. You have 6506, 4506 more than Gregor. Three passed spins to go."

"I'm not worried. We can do this, no whammies, and stop."

"Stop on 1000 and a spin. You've got 7506 now. That spin goes into the earned column. You've got seven earned spins and two more passed spins you must take."

"Keep calm and earn more credits here. Big credits would be nice... stop!"

"Stop on a prize space. That's a weekend hiking in the canyons of Phu worth 1903 credits. You're up to 9409 now with one last spin to take. Avoid the whammy, and you can breathe a sigh of relief."

"I'm too calm for that, David. Alright, you've been good to me, let's do this once more. Stop."

"Stop on 1000 and a spin. That spin goes into the earned column and you're into five-digit territory with 10409 credits. You now have eight spins that you can do with as you please."

"If I pass, who gets them?"

"They would go to Gregor who is in second place."

"I don't want these spins, he can have 'em."

After chiming, Gregor's display reflected eight passed spins.

"Gregor, you know how this works. Avoid the whammy, and maybe you can take first place. Hit a whammy, and Zeb will be the winner."

"Clones were bred to thrive under pressure, David. Let's go," Gregor replied. "Something good here, and stop."

"Stop on a prize space. That's a trip to Alderaan worth 2030 credits. You've got 4030—6379 less than Zeb. You still have seven more spins you have to take."

"Let's get this out of the way. Same thing again, and stop!"

"Stop on another prize space. That's a trip to Ghorman worth 1499 credits. That gives you 5529 with six more spins."

"If Zeb can do it, I can too. Let's get another prize here. Stop."

"Stop on 501 credits. That's 6030 now. You trail Zeb by 4379 credits with five more spins."

"I can do it again. After everything I've been through, this is nothing. Stop!"

"Stop on 1000 and a spin—7030 now. One spin for the earned column and four more you must take first."

"I'm halfway there. Let's get something else good here. Stop!"

"Stop on a whammy! Gregor, I'm sorry, but that's your fourth whammy. Zeb is today's big winner."

The big board lit up and blinked as the victory music played. As this happened, Zeb exchanged handshakes with Cham and Gregor.

"Zeb, we'll review your winnings right after this," David said.

After the commercial break, David said, "I'm here with our new champion, Zeb Orrelios. Todd, tell Zeb what he all won today."

[My pleasure, David. First we have a couple of silver gifts that will look nice wherever you call home. It's a prize worth 396 credits.

Next, we have a bowcaster. With a precision guide and pure energy firing, it's the perfect weapon for a strong warrior. This bowcaster is worth 810 credits.

Also, you won a weekend trip to Phu. Enjoy three days and two nights of rest and relaxation on a stress-free planet. The package—including round trip to and from Coruscant—is worth 1903 credits.

Add these to your 7300 credits in cash and you finished the day with 10409 credits. Congratulations, Zeb.]

"Zeb, we'll see you again next time. Cham, I'm sorry you couldn't win anything after the whammies struck you three times. But, I do wish you the best."

"Thanks, David. Today was fun," Cham answered.

"And Gregor, you've earned a spot in Press Your Galactic Luck infamy as the first to hit four whammies, but both you and Cham will receive some parting gifts to thank you for being here."

"Thanks," both Cham and Gregor replied.

"And don't forget, our game show is legit; it's definitely not scammy. But if you spin one time too many, you just might land on a whammy. I'm David Oilfin, and we'll see you again next time on Press Your Galactic Luck."

[All parting contestants receive the Press Your Galactic Luck Home Game. It has all the thrills and the whammies of the original, and guaranteed entertainment for hours.

Some contestants receive Lite-Eyez eye drops. Regardless of your eye color, it works on the driest eyes to provide soothing relief for hours.

Others might receive a microwave oven. If it's edible and needs to be cooked, the TU-451 can heat it quickly and efficiently.

This is Todd Toddy speaking for Press Your Galactic Luck—a Mallet Media production.]