ALL
FORTY-TWO STORMTROOPERS MARCH INTO THE HOUSE Vader:
You know the penalty laid down by Imperial law for harbouring a known criminal? Moisture
Farmer: No. Vader:
Staking! Moisture
Farmer: Oh. Vader:
Nasty, eh? Moisture
Farmer: Hm...could be worse. Vader:
What do you mean, "Could be worse"? Moisture
Farmer: Well, you could be stabbed. Vader:
Stabbed? Takes a second! Staking lasts hours. It's a slow, horrible death. Moisture
Farmer: Well, at least you get you out in the open air. Vader:
You're weird. THE
STORMTROOPERS MARCH OUT AGAIN Officer:
No, sir, couldn't find anything, sir. VADER
TURNS TO MOISTURE FARMER Vader:
Don't worry, you've not seen the last of us, weirdo. Moisture
Farmer: Big nose. Vader:
Watch it! THE
DOOR IS CLOSED. EVERYONE COMES OUT OF HIDING Moisture
Farmer: Phew! That was lucky. Anakin:
I'm sorry, Wedge. Wedge:
Oh, it's all right siblings, he's sorry. He's sorry he lead the fifth garrison straight to
our official head quarters. Well, that's all right
then, Anakin. Sit down! Have a scone! Make yourself at home! You klutz! You stupid,
bird-brained, flat-headed... ANOTHER
LOUD KNOCK FROM THE DOOR. EVERYONE HIDES. ANAKIN GOES BACK OUT ONTO THE BALCONY WHICH IS
READY TO COLLAPSE Prophet
III: ...with a great juicy melon behind... MOISTURE
FARMER GOES TO THE DOOR Moisture
Farmer: My legs are old and bent, my ears are grizzled, yes? Vader:
There's one place we didn't look. Stormtroopers! THE
STORMTROOPERS MARCH INTO THE HOUSE AGAIN Moisture
Farmer: I'm just a poor old man, my sight is dim, my eyes are poor, and my nose is
knackered. Vader:
Have you ever seen anyone staked? Moisture
Farmer: Staking is a doddle. Vader:
Don't keep saying that! THE
STORMTROOPERS MARCH OUT AGAIN Officer:
Found this hydrospanner, sir! Vader:
Well done, sergeant! We'll be back...oddball. THE
MOISTURE FARMER CLOSES THE DOOR AND WALKS BACK IN. EVERYONE COMES OUT OF HIDING BUT THERE
IS ANOTHER LOUD KNOCK Vader:
Open up! Moisture
Farmer: You haven't given us time to hide! THE
BALCONY GIVES WAY. ANAKIN LANDS ON A PROPHET AND KNOCKS HIM COLD Anakin:
Aargghhh! THE
CROWD APPLAUDES All
prophets except Anakin: And at that time...all sinners...red serpent...men shall
burn...fire... A
STORMTROOPER LOOKS AT ANAKIN DUBIOUSLY SO ANAKIN THINKS IT WISE TO PRETEND TO BE A PROPHET
TO MOVE AWAY SUSPICION Anakin:
Don't, ehm...pass judgement on other people, or you might get judged yourself. Man
in crowd: What? Anakin:
I said: "Don't pass judgement on other people, or else you might get judged
too". Man
in crowd: Who, me? Anakin:
Yes. Man
in crowd: Oh, oh, thank you very much. Anakin:
Well, not just you, all of you! Racing
helmet man: That's a nice racing helmet. Anakin:
What? Racing
helmet man: How much do you want for the racing helmet? Anakin:
I don't, you can have it. Racing
helmet man: Have it? Anakin:
Yes. Consider the plants of the desert... Racing
helmet man: Don't you want to haggle? Anakin:
No. ...in the Dune Sea... Racing
helmet man: What's wrong with it, then? Anakin:
Nothing, take it! Woman
in crowd: Consider the plants? Anakin:
Oh, well, the Krayt Dragons, then. Man
in crowd II: What dragons? Anakin:
Any dragons. |