(The Millenium Falcon is pulled into the Death Star by a tractor beam. Vader steps into the docking bay and approaches the ship, accompanied by an officer.)
ANAKIN: What a piece of junk!
VADER: Ugh. I was *building* better vehicles when I was, well...you.
(Vader speaks with an officer, learns that the ship appears deserted, the logs mentioning that the crew abandoned ship shortly after take-off. Vader orders a scanning crew onboard.)
VADER: (aloud) I sense something. A presence I've not felt since...
(Vader turns and walks quickly away.)
A: Oh, man.
V: What?
A: That presence you're feeling?
V: Yes?
A: It's...
V: What?
A: It's...
V: WHAT?!!!
A: It's Jar Jar.
V: No.
A: Yep.
V: It can't be. He's dead! I watched him swallow a thermal detonator!
A: Actually, you *made* him swallow a thermal detonator--but that's beside the point. He's here. Now.
V: But I saw him explode! Little Gungan niblets rained for miles!
A: Well, he obviously got over it.
V: Oh, man. What do I do?
A: Does this station have a self-destruct?
V: Isn't that just a trifle overkill?
A: Two words: Jar Jar.
V: Hmmm. I see your point. Are you *sure* it's him, though? Because now that I think of it, that presence feels more like Kenobi...
A: Trust me. When have I ever steered you wrong?
V: Is that a rhetorical question, or should I actually crunch those numbers?
A: Dude, that's cold...
V: If it *is* Kenobi I'm sensing, I'll deal with him in my own fashion.
A: And if it's Jar Jar?
(pause)
V: We're doomed.
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