(Han Solo, strapped to the torture chair, is lowered down toward a table bristling with pain-givers. Vader leans in to watch.)
ANAKIN: Where do I know this guy from?
VADER: He's one of the rebels helping Skywalker in his attempts to overthrow the Empire.
A: No, no, I've seen him somewhere else....Wait a minute! Now I know! He was in that holovid we saw the other night!
V: What holovid?
A: You know--the one with the guy looking for the artifact, and when they opened it, the villain's face melted off? "Corellia Smith", or something like that.
V: I thought it was "Coruscant Jones".
A: Whatever.
SUZY: He's a hottie!
(pause)
V: Um...what the hell was that?
A: Hm? Oh, that was Suzy.
V: And who, pray tell, is "Suzy"?
A: She's your feminine side.
V: I don't *have* a feminine side.
SUZY: If you say so, cupcake.
V: Hey, I'm 100% man!
A: 'Fraid not. Remember back at the Jedi Temple, when they decided to start letting boy bands join the Jedi Order?
V: Yeah...
A: And you thought it was just the best idea EVER...?
V: That was temporary insanity! The doctors said so.
A: Nope. That was Suzy.
V: No way.
A: Way.
V: No chance. I got over that craziness, once the medication started working...and then I destroyed the Jedi for letting those punks in.
SUZY: You were just jealous, because they had all those cool coordinated lightsaber moves...
V: I'm not talking to you. You don't exist.
A: She does, man. You know all those ideas you've been having about redecorating your meditation chamber?
V: Yeah...
A: In pink polka-dot drapery?
V: Well, I think it'd add a nice decorative--holy crap! You're saying that's HER influence?
SUZY: *smooch*
V: Oh, man. I need some air. I need to go push somebody around...
A: That's it, dude. Re-assert your manliness!
(Vader leaves the room, and talks with Lando and Boba Fett in the corridor outside. When Lando protests giving Han to the bounty hunter, Vader--stepping into the turbolift--threatens him with the prospect of leaving a garrison in Cloud City. Lando backs off fearfully, and the door hisses closed.)
A: Feel better, now?
V: I do, yeah.
SUZY: Man, I'd love to share a Colt .45 with that hot slab of--
V: La la la--I can't hear you--la la la...
A: *snicker* Give it up, man. You don't know the power of the Suzy...*snort*
(pause)
V: Wait a minute. Wait just a minute--I know what's going on here. There is no "Suzy", is there? It's just you, trying to mess with my head!
A: Would I do a thing like that?
SUZY: You sure wouldn't!
V: Now cut that out!
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