ANAKIN: I think I'm going to hurl. Too much spinning...

VADER: Get a grip. It's not that bad.

A: I'm serious, man! I'm gonna spew!

V: Don't. You. DARE! I'm wearing a sealed helmet, here!

A: Then you'd better do something fast!

(Vader begins to work his controls frantically.)

A: Here it comes!

V: Wait! Wait!

(The ship stabilizes, and Vader steers off on a new vector.)

A: Whew! That was a close one. But I think you're going to need a breath mint. Better head back to the Death Star and get one.

V: You see all those glowing, sparkling fragments all over the place?

A: Yeah...

V: That's the Death Star.

A: Oh, man! All my stuff was there!

V: All *my* stuff, you mean.

A: Technically. So what's the plan?

V: Well, let's see. We're out here in the butt-end of nowhere, there isn't another Imperial ship in sight, and there's an entire base of Rebels not too far away who're probably eager to get their hands on me. I'm thinking it's time to run.

(Vader begins to fiddle with the controls.)

A: What're you doing?

V: Plotting the coordinates for the nearest Imperial base...

(Vader finishes, then pulls back on the hyperdrive lever. The stars outside stretch to infinity, then the TIE fighter is barrelling through the swirling tunnel of hyperspace. Vader leans back in his seat.)

A: How long until we get there?

V: Fourteen hours.

A: Fourteen *hours*?! What are we supposed to do until then?

V: I'm going to meditate.

A: Man, that's *boring*! Do we have any cards? Maybe we can play some solitaire.

V: No, we don't.

(pause)

A: Any books?

V: No!

(pause)

A: Games?

V: NO! We don't have any cards, we don't have any books. No games, no puzzles, no holovids, no nothing. So just be quiet and let me meditate, all right? Can you do that?

A: Sure.

V: I'm serious. Not another word for the rest of this trip.

A: No problem. This is me, shutting up.

V: Good.

(pause)

A: Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall--

V: I'll kill you.

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