čet, 6. listopada '05 u 01:41
VADER: Send a scanning crew on board. I want every part of this ship checked.
OFFICER: Yes, sir.
FORCE: Whoah. Feel that? Yo dawg, straight up, get this - Obi-Wan is on the station. Word.
VADER: I sense something...a presence I haven't felt since...
FORCE: Since he kicked your dark side buttocks and left you to bake evenly until golden brown? Yeah, that's the guy.
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FORCE: Holy Schnikes!! Ben! Obi-Wan! Dude! Those Imperial pinheads just blew up a PLANET, dude. I don't feel so good...whoah...little...woozy...
LUKE: Are you all right? What's wrong?
BEN: I felt a great disturbance in the Force...as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened.
FORCE: Ya think? Damn skippy something terrible has happened. And tell that kid to get back to his lessons and mind his own business. Man...a whole planet...you got any aspirin?
BEN: You'd better get on with your exercises.
FORCE: I think I'm gonna spew.
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TARKIN: The princess! Put all sections on alert!
FORCE: Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you about this, DV..Anakin..whatever. You know we like you and all that stuff, and hey, you're still the "Chosen One", but you're really screwing up. We're going with Obi-Wan on this one. Sorry, it's just business.
VADER: Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him.
TARKIN: If you're right, he must not be allowed to escape.
FORCE: Dude, honestly - these guys are such tools. Don't know why you hang out with these stiffs. Anyway, tell that windbag Obi-Wan didn't infiltrate your stupid Death Ball just so he could escape. And you're meeting him alone. No cops.
VADER: Escape is not his plan. I must face him alone.
FORCE: OK now hurry up - he's old, so he doesn't have all day for you to kill him, you know...
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ANAKIN: Master, sir...I've been wondering...what are midi-chlorians?
QUI-GON: Midi-chlorians are a microcopic lifeform that reside within all living cells and communicates with the Force.
FORCE: Hey kid, what's up.
ANAKIN: They live inside of me?
FORCE: More the other way around, but ok, whatever.
QUI-GON: In your cells. We are symbionts with the midi-chlorians.
ANAKIN: Symbionts?
FORCE: You ask a lotta questions for a kid, you know that?
QUI-GON: Life forms living together for mutual advantage. Without the midi-chlorians, life could not exist, and we would have no knowledge of the Force. They continually speak to you, telling you the will of the Force.
ANAKIN: They do??
FORCE: Maybe. If you're nice.
QUI-GON: When you learn to quiet your mind, you will hear them speaking to you.
FORCE: So zip it, geez.
ANAKIN: I don't understand.
QUI-GON: With time and training, Annie...you will.
FORCE: And then some.
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LEIA: Hey, are you awake?
FORCE: Wow man. You're ship is so toast. Say buh-hye.
HAN: (staring out viewport at Falcon) Yeah, I just got a funny feeling. Like I'm not gonna see her again.
FORCE: I love messin' with this guy.
"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like fragile, tiny shells,
Drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy, come marching home.
Brave soldier boy, comes marching home."
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