sri, 2. ožujka '05 u 13:34
EPISODE III TERNIAN REPORT: S.O.S Invisible Hand
March 2 2005
On the bridge of the Invisible Hand, the situation is getting rough. Anakin and Obi-Wan have just chopped up the MagnaGuards, SuperBattleDroids and Droidekas when Grievous decides it's time to say goodbye.
"I am sorry I don't have time to fight you" says the General. "It would have been an interesting match - but I have an appointment with an escape pod and you... YOU have appointments with death."
Grievous shoots a hook into a panel support, ignites the electrostaff, and throws it at the viewport. The transparisteel window is broken and a huge gust of wind blows the general out in space. The emergency shutters seal the bridge shut.
Using a cable to go back to the outer hull and using his magnetized feet/claws, Grievous crawls to the external hatch of the only bridge escape pod.
Unfortunately, Grievous smartly ejected the rest of the escape pods before leaving - which is why Anakin has to land the crumbling cruiser on Coruscant; there is no other option.
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YODA
My failure, this was. Failed the Jedi, I did.
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YODA
A moment, Master Kenobi. In your solitude on Tatooine, training I have for you. I and my new Master.
OBI-WAN
Your new Master?
YODA
Yes. And your old one...
*
MON MOTHMA
All right. Then Terr Taneel would be my next choice. And, I
think, Amidala of Naboo.
BAIL ORGANA
Padme? I am not sure.
MON MOTHMA
You know her better than I do, Bail, but to my mind she is exactly
the type of Senator we need. She is intelligent, principled, extremely
articulate, and she has the heart of a warrior.
BAIL
She is also a longtime associate of Palpatine. He was her ambassador during her term as Queen of Naboo. How sure can you be that she will stand with us, and not with him?
MON MOTHMA
There's only one way to find out.
* Han Solo was suppose to be in RotS. You'll see the concept art in the upcoming Art of book. He was suppose to be raised by Chewbacca on Kashyyyk.
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"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."