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Episode II 20th anniversary: Script re-write Pt 4
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<blockquote data-quote="Wald" data-source="post: 553828" data-attributes="member: 13359"><p>Continuation.</p><p>Main changes:</p><p>The elimination of Anakin's annoying sand monologue, and that Sound of Music ripoff (AKA<strong> the <em>worst</em> part of it!</strong>).</p><p>Enjoy.<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">RUWEE: Sometimes I wish I'd traveled more... but I must</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">say, I'm happy here.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: Padmé tells me you teach at the university?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">RUWEE: (nodding) Yes, and before that, I was a builder. I</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">also worked for the refugee relief movement when I was very</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">young.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, MAIN ROOM - AFTERNOON</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ, SOLA and JOBAL are clearing the table.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">SOLA: Why haven't you told us about him?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: What's there to talk about? He's just a boy.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">SOLA: A boy? Have you seen the way he looks at you?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: Sola - stop it!</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>SOLA: It's obvious he has feelings for you. Are you saying,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>little baby sister, that you haven't noticed?</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>I'm not your baby sister, Sola. </s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">Anakin and I are</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">friends... our relationship is strictly professional.</span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> (to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Jobal) Mom, would you tell her to stop it?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>SOLA: (laughing) Well, maybe you haven't noticed the way he</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>looks at you. I think you're afraid to.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Cut it out.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>JOBAL: Sola's just concerned... we all are.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Oh, Mom, you're impossible. What I'm doing is</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>important.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>JOBAL: You've done your service, Padmé. It's time you had a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>life of your own. You're missing so much!</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>Silence.</u></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking in the garden. RUWEE stops and</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">faces ANAKIN directly.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">RUWEE: Now tell me, son. How serious is this thing? How</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">much danger is my daughter really in?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: There have been two attempts on her life. Chances</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">are there'll be more. My Master is tracking down the</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">assassins. I'm sure he'll find out who they are. This</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">situation, won't last long.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">RUWEE: I don't want anything to happen to her.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: I don't either.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE - AFTERNOON</u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u></u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>A flock of Pelikki are flying in the air.</u></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, PADMÉ'S ROOM - AFTERNOON</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ throws some things into a bag.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Don't worry, this won't take long.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I just want to get there before dark.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ goes on packing. </s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN looks around the room.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #54acd2">ANAKIN: <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>So, </u></span>You still live at home.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: I move around so much, I've never had a place of my</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">own. Official residences have no warmth. I feel good here.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">I feel at home.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: I never had a </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>real</s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"> home. Home was always where my</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">Mom was.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>picks up</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>looks at</u></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"> a framed hologram.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: Is this you?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">The hologram shows PADMÉ at age seven or eight surrounded</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">by forty or fifty little green creatures. She is holding</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">one in her arms. They are all smiling hugely.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: That was when I went with the relief group</span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Shadda-Bi-Boran</s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">. Their sun was imploding, and the planet</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">was dying. I was helping to relocate the children. See that</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">little one I'm holding? His name was N'a-kee-tula, which</span></p><p><span style="color: #54acd2">means sweetheart. He was so full of life. <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>They</u></span> All </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>those kids</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">were. They were never able to adapt... to live off their</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">native planet. </span><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>They all died.</u></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>picks up</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>looks at</u></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"> another hologram. It shows PADMÉ at age ten</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">or eleven. She is wearing official robes and standing</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">between two robed legislators. Her expression is severe.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: My first day as an Apprentice Legislator. Notice the</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">difference?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ pulls a face. ANAKIN grins. She continues packing.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN sets the two holograms down side by side - the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>beaming little girl, and the stern, unsmiling adolescent.</s></span></p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: SPACE</p><p></p><p>The view is just like the star map hologram, plus, the</p><p>storm-shrouded planet of Kamino is exactly where it ought</p><p>to be. Obi-Wan's Starship disengages from the hyperspace</p><p>transport ring and flies OVER CAMERA and heads down toward</p><p>the planet.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: There it is, Arfour, right where it should be. Our</p><p>missing planet, Kamino.<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> Those files were altered.</s></span></p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM)</p><p>- DAY</p><p></p><p>Heavy rains and hard-driving winds lash the platform as</p><p>Obi-Wan's Starship approaches. The huge, ultra-modern city</p><p>of Tipoca rests on great stilts that keep it above the</p><p>pounding and ever-present waves that cover the surface of</p><p>this watery world.</p><p></p><p>The Starfighter lands. OBI-WAN gets out and makes his way</p><p>through the howling wind toward a tower on the far side of</p><p>the platform. A door slides open. A shaft of brilliant</p><p>light pierces the swirling rain. OBI-WAN passes through it</p><p>and goes inside.</p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR ENTRANCE - DAY</p><p></p><p>A Brilliant white light. OBI-WAN pushes the soaking hood</p><p>from his face.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: Master Jedi<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>, so good to see you</s></span>.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN wipes the rain from his face and blinks in surprise</p><p>at a tall, pasty-white alien named TAUN WE. He has large,</p><p>almond shaped eyes.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: The Prime Minister <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>expects</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>is expecting</u></span> you.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: (warily) I'm expected?</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: Of course! He is anxious to meet you. After all</p><p>these years, we were beginning to think you weren't coming.</p><p>Now please, this way!</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN masks his surprise as they move away along the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>corridor.</s></span></p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, PRIME MINISTER OFFICE - DAY</p><p></p><p>The door slides open. OBI-WAN and TAUN WE enter and cross</p><p>to where LAMA SU rises, smiling, from his chair, which,</p><p>like all the furniture on Kamino, seems made out of pure</p><p>light.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: May I present Lama Su, Prime Minister of Kamino...</p><p>and this is Master Jedi...</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Obi-Wan Kenobi.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU indicates a chair. OBI-WAN remains standing. TAUN</p><p>WE hovers. The room is bathed in brilliant white light. The</p><p>whole place is ultra high-tech.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: I trust you are going to enjoy your stay.<span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"> We are</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">most happy you have arrived at the best part of the season.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">OBI-WAN: You make me feel most welcome.</span></p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Please... (gestures to chair) And now to business.</p><p>You will be delighted to hear we are on schedule.<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> Two</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>hundred thousand units are ready, with another million well</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>on the way.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN: (improvising) That is... good news.</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>OBI-WAN is confused.</u></span></p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Please tell your Master Sifo-Dyas that <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>we have</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>every confidence </s></span>his order will be met on time<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> and in full</s></span>.</p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>He is well, I hope.</s></span></p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: I'm sorry? Master - ?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas. He's still a leading member</p><p>of the Jedi Council, is he not?</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Master Sifo-Dyas was killed almost ten years ago.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. But I'm sure he</p><p>would have been proud of the army we've built for him.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: The army?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Yes, a clone army. And, I must say, one of the</p><p>finest we've ever created.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Tell me, Prime Minister, when my Master first</p><p>contacted you about the army, did he say who it was for?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Of course he did. This army is for the Republic.</p><p>But you must be anxious to inspect the units for yourself.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>(improvising)</u></span> That's why I'm here.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN and LAMA SU rise and walk toward the door.</p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, WATER SPEEDER, LANDING</p><p>PLATFORM - LATE AFTERNOON</p><p></p><p>A water speeder driven by PADDY ACCU, the retreat</p><p>caretaker, docks at the island landing platform. ANAKIN and</p><p>PADMÉ disembark the water speeder at the base of a lodge</p><p>rising on the beautiful island in the middle of the lake.</p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, GARDEN TERRACE - LATE</p><p>AFTERNOON</p><p></p><p>ANAKIN and PADMÉ walk up the stairs from where the water</p><p>speeder is parked onto a terrace overlooking a lovely</p><p>garden. Behind them, PADDY ACCU follows.</p><p></p><p>ANAKIN and PADMÉ stop at the balustrade. PADMÉ looks out</p><p>across the garden to the shimmering lake and the mountains</p><p>rising beyond. ANAKIN looks at her.</p><p></p><p>PADMÉ: <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>When I was in Level Three, </s></span>we used to come here for</p><p>school retreat. <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>See that island? </s></span>We <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>used to</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>would</u></span> swim <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>there</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>to that island</u></span> every day. I love the water.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I do too. I guess it comes from growing up on a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>desert planet.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ becomes aware that ANAKIN is looking at her.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: ...We used to lie on the sand and let the sun dry</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>us... and try to guess the names of the birds singing.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>irritating, and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>everything's soft... and smooth...</s></span></p><p></p><p>ANAKIN and PADMÉ walk up to a balcony.</p><p></p><p>He touches her arm. PADMÉ has become receptive to the way</p><p>he looks at her but is nervous.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: There was a very old man who lived on the island. He</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>used to make glass out of sand - and vases and necklaces</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>out of the glass. They were magical.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: (looks into her eyes) Everything here is magical.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You could look into the glass and see the water. The</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>way it ripples and moves. It looked so real... but it</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>wasn't.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Sometimes, when you believe something to be real,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>it becomes real.</s></span></p><p></p><p>They look into each other's eyes.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I used to think if you looked too deeply into glass,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>you would lose yourself.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I think it's true...</s></span></p><p></p><p>ANAKIN kisses PADMÉ. She doesn't resist.<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> She comes to her</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>senses and pulls away.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: No, I shouldn't have done that.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I'm sorry. When I'm around you, my mind is no</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>longer my own.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>He looks at her.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, PARADE GROUND (RAINSTORM) - DAY</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>is a huge parade ground. The rain and wind are brutal.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPERS, faces covered by helmets, are</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>marching and drilling in formations of several hundred.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>LAMA SU: (beaming) Magnificent, aren't they?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN nods slowly.</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, EMBRYO ROOM - DAY</u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u></u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE take a tour through a</u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>vast area with birthing pods.</u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u></u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>OBI-WAN: Very impressive.</u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u></u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>LAMA SU: I'd hoped you would be pleased. Clones can think </u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>creatively. You will find that they are immensely superior to </u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>droids.</u></span></p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, CLASSROOM - DAY</p><p></p><p>The tour continues through a classroom filled with</p><p>IDENTICAL YOUNG BOY CLONES.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: We take great pride in our combat education and</p><p>training programs. This group was created about five years</p><p>ago.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: You mentioned growth acceleration...</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Oh yes, it's essential. Otherwise, a mature clone</p><p>would take a lifetime to grow. Now, we can do it in half</p><p>the time.<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> Those items you saw on the parade ground were</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>started ten years ago, when Sifo-Dyas first placed the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>order, and they're already mature.</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>OBI-WAN: I see.</u></span></p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, COMMISSARY - DAY</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU conducts OBI-WAN through a large eating area. TAUN</p><p>WE follows as they walk by HUNDREDS OF CLONES who look</p><p>exactly alike, all about twenty years old, dressed in</p><p>black. They are seated at tables, eating.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>You'll find </s></span>they are totally obedient, taking any</p><p>order without question. We modified their genetic structure</p><p>to make them less independent than the original host.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>And</u></span> Who was the original host?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: A bounty hunter called Jango Fett.<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> We felt a Jedi</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>would be the perfect choice, but Sifo-Dyas hand-picked</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Jango Fett himself.</s></span></p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>And</u></span> Where is this bounty hunter now?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Oh, we keep him here.</p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, BARRACKS - DAY</p><p></p><p>The tour continues through a long corridor filled with</p><p>narrow, transparent tubes into which CLONES are climbing.</p><p>Once in the tube, the CLONE goes to sleep.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Apart from his pay, which is considerable, Fett</p><p>demanded only one thing - an unaltered clone for himself.</p><p>Curious, isn't it?</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>"</u></span>Unaltered<span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>"</u></span>?</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Pure genetic replication. No tampering with the</p><p>structure to make it more docile... and no growth</p><p>acceleration.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: I would very much like to meet this Jango Fett.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: I would be <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>most</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>very</u></span> happy to arrange it, for you.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>TAUN WE bows, and leaves.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>EXTERIOR</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>INTERIOR</u></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">: TIPOCA CITY, PARADE GROUND </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>(RAINSTORM)</s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"> - DAY</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">is a huge parade ground.</span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> The rain and wind are brutal.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPERS, faces covered by helmets, are</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">marching and drilling in formations of several hundred.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">LAMA SU: (beaming) Magnificent, aren't they?</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">OBI-WAN nods slowly.</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>EXTERIOR: NABOO, MOUNTAIN MEADOW - LATE AFTERNOON</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ and ANAKIN are in the middle of an idyllic hilly</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>meadow, its lush grasses sprinkled with flowers. At a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>distance, a herd of SHAAKS graze contentedly.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Beyond is the shimmering expanse of the lake. Several other</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>lakes stretch to the horizon. The warm air is full of</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>little floating puffballs. They sit on the grass, in a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>playful, coy mood, talking. PADMÉ is picking flowers.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I don't know...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Sure you do... you just don't want to tell me.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Are you going to use one of your Jedi mind tricks on</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>me?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: They only work on the weak-minded. You are anything</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>but weak-minded.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: All right... I was twelve. His name was Palo. We</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>were both in the Legislative Youth Program. He was a few</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>years older then I... very cute... dark curly hair...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>dreamy eyes.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: All right, I get the picture... whatever happened</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>to him?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I went into public service. He went on to become an</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>artist.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Maybe he was the smart one.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You really don't like politicians, do you?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I like two or three, but I'm not really sure about</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>one of them. (smiling) I don't think the system works.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: How would you have it work?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: We need a system where the politicians sit down and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>discuss the problem, agree what's in the best interests of</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>all the people, and then do it.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: That is exactly what we do. The trouble is that</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>people don't always agree. In fact, they hardly ever do.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Then they should be made to.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: By whom? Who's going to make them?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I don't know. Someone.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Of course not me.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: But someone.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Someone wise.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: That sounds an awful lot like a dictatorship to me.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>A mischievous little grin creeps across his face.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Well, if it works...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ stares at ANAKIN. He looks back at her, straight</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>faced, but can't hold back a smile.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You're making fun of me!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: (sarcastic) Oh no, I'd be much too frightened to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>tease a Senator.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You're so bad!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ picks up a piece of fruit and throws it at him. He</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>catches it. PADMÉ throws two more pieces of fruit, and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN catches them.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: You're always so serious.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I'm so serious?!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN then starts to juggle the fruit. PADMÉ laughs and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>throws more fruit at him. He manages to juggle them too</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>until there are too many, and he loses control and ducks,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>letting food fall on his head. They both laugh.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN stands in front of a SHAAK, yelling at it and waving</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>his arms. PADMÉ starts laughing as ANAKIN runs in circles,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>chased by the SHAAK.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>EXTERIOR: NABOO, MOUNTAIN MEADOW - LATE AFTEROON</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>The SHAAK crosses in front of PADMÉ, with ANAKIN riding it,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>facing the SHAAK'S tail. ANAKIN attempts to stand on the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>galloping SHAAK'S back, but the SHAAK bucks, and ANAKIN</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>loses his balance and falls off. PADMÉ laughs even harder.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN lies still. Concerned, PADMÉ jumps up and runs to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>where ANAKIN is face down in the grass. </s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Annie, Annie! Are you all right?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>She turns him over. He is pulling a stupid face at her and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>laughing. She yelps in mock fury and takes a swing at him.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>He catches her arm. She struggles. They roll over in the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>grass, embracing, and looking into each other's eyes.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Suddenly, they become aware of the contact between them.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>They let go of each other quickly and sit up, looking away.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN stands up and holds out his hand to her. She takes</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>it. He pulls her up. And now they are easy together, not</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>self-conscious any more. PADMÉ scrambles up onto the SHAAK</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>behind ANAKIN. She puts her arms around his waist and leans</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>against his back. ANAKIN digs his heels in. The SHAAK</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>starts forward, and they ride away.</s></span></p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY (RAINSTORM) - DAY</p><p></p><p>Rain lashes the city. Below, mighty waves pound the stilts,</p><p>breaking almost to the height of the platforms. A large</p><p>AVIAN carrying a RAIN-SOAKED RIDER flies above the water</p><p>toward a floating city.</p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE and OBI-WAN stand in front of the door of Jango</p><p>Fett's apartment. TAUN WE waves <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>his</s></span> <span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>her</u></span> hand, and a muted bell</p><p>RINGS.</p><p></p><p>As they wait, OBI-WAN notes the door lock entry mechanism.</p><p>Then the door opens, and a ten-year-old boy, BOBA FETT,</p><p>looks at them. He is identical to the boys in the</p><p>classroom.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: Boba, is your father here?</p><p></p><p>There is a brief pause.</p><p></p><p>BOBA FETT: Yep.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: May we see him?</p><p></p><p>BOBA FETT: Sure.</p><p></p><p>Another brief pause, then BOBA FETT steps aside, and TAUN</p><p>WE and OBI-WAN go through.</p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, FETT APARTMENT - DAY</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN, TAUN WE, and BOBA FETT enter the apartment. OBI</p><p>WAN looks around the room.</p><p></p><p>BOBA FETT: Dad! Taun We's here!</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT comes in from the bedroom. He wears a jumpsuit.</p><p>He is unshaven and mean looking, his face pitted with scars</p><p>of old wounds. There are a couple of weird tattoos on his</p><p>muscular forearms. He eyes OBI-WAN with suspicion.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: Jango, welcome back. Was your trip productive?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Fairly.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT size each other up. BOBA FETT</p><p>studies both of them.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: This is Jedi Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. He's come to</p><p>check on our progress.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>JANGO FETT: That right?</s></span></p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT'S eyes fix OBI-WAN coldly.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Your clones are very impressive. You must be very</p><p>proud.</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in</p><p>the universe<span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>, Master Jedi</s></span>.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN: Aren't we all?</s></span></p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN eyes the half-open bedroom door, through which a</p><p>couple of pieces of body armor can be seen on the floor.</p><p>JANGO FETT registers OBI-WAN'S look. He moves in front of</p><p>him, blocking the view.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Ever make your way as far into the interior as</p><p>Coruscant?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Once or twice.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Recently?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: (eyes Obi-Wan carefully) Possibly...</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Then you must know Master Sifo-Dyas?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: (in Huttese) Boba, close the door.</p><p></p><p>BOBA FETT moves to close the bedroom door. JANGO FETT</p><p>smiles thinly at OBI-WAN.</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Master who?</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Sifo-Dyas. Is he not the Jedi who hired you for</p><p>this job?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Never heard of him.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Really.</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: I was recruited by a man called Darth Tyranus</p><p>on one of the moons of Bogden.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>OBI-WAN: No? I thought...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>TAUN WE: Sifo-Dyas told us to expect him. And he showed up</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>just when your Jedi Master said he would. We have kept the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Jedi's involvement a secret until your arrival, just as</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>your Master requested.</s></span></p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Curious...</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Do you like your army?</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: I look forward to seeing them in action.</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: (grinning) They'll do their job well, I'll</p><p>guarantee that.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Thanks for your time, Jango.</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Always a pleasure to meet a Jedi.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN and TAUN WE go out. The door slides closed. JANGO</p><p>FETT turns to his son. He is deep in thought.</p><p></p><p>BOBA FETT: What is it, Dad?</p><p></p><p>JANGO FETT: Pack your things. We're leaving.</p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LOUNGE - LATE AFTERNOON</p><p></p><p>The setting sun touches the mountain peaks. The lake glows</p><p>in the rose-tinted light. Floating lamps gleam softly like</p><p>jewels at the lodge.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, DINING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>NANDI places dessert in front of PADMÉ. TECKLA does the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>same for ANAKIN. The dessert is some kind of fruit.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: And when I got to them, we went into... aggressive </s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>negotiations. (to Teckla) Thank you.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: "Aggressive negotiations," what's that?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Uh, well, negotiations with a lightsaber.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: (laughing) Oh.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ picks up her fork and goes to spear a piece, but it</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>moves! She frowns and tries again - the fruit moves. She</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>looks up at ANAKIN. His eyes are on his plate.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You did that?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN looks up - wide-eyed innocence.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: What?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ scowls at him. PADMÉ jabs at the fruit - ANAKIN</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>subtly moves his hand and it lifts up from the plate and</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>hovers in front of her.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: That! Now stop it!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ laughs. ANAKIN laughs. She reaches out for the fruit</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>- it loops.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Anakin!!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN moves his fingers. The fruit flies into his hand.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: If Master Obi-Wan caught me doing this, he'd be</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>very grumpy.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN is pleased. He cuts the fruit into several pieces</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>and sends one back to PADMÉ. She bites it out of the air</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>and laughs.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, FIREPLACE ALCOVE -</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>TWILIGHT</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>A fire blazes in the open hearth. PADMÉ and ANAKIN are</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>sitting in front of it, gazing into the flames. She looks</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>up as ANAKIN leans in to kiss her.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Anakin, no.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: From the moment I met you, all those years ago, a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>day hasn't gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>that I'm with you again, I'm in agony. The closer I get to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>makes my stomach turn over - my mouth goes dry. I feel</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>dizzy. I can't breathe. I'm haunted by the kiss you should</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>never have given me. My heart is beating, hoping that kiss</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>me. What can I do? I will do anything you ask...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Silence. The logs flame in the hearth. PADMÉ meets his eye,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>then looks away.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: If you are suffering as much as I am, tell me.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: ...I can't. We can't. It's just not possible.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Anything's possible. Padmé, please listen...</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You listen. We live in a real world. Come back to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>it. You're studying to become a Jedi Knight. I'm a Senator.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>If you follow your thoughts through to conclusion, they</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>will take us to a place we cannot go... regardless of the</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>way we feel about each other.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Then you do feel something!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Jedi aren't allowed to marry. You'd be expelled from</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>the Order. I will not let you give up your future for me.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: You're asking me to be rational. That is something</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>I know I cannot do. Believe me, I wish I could wish my</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>feelings away... but I can't.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I am not going to give in to this. I have more</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>important things to do than fall in love.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>There is silence as they stare at the fire. ANAKIN is</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>thinking.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: It wouldn't have to be that way... we could keep it</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>a secret.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: Then we'd be living a lie - one we couldn't keep up</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>even if we wanted to. Mt sister saw it. So did my mother. I</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>couldn't do that. Could you, Anakin? Could you live like</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>that?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Silence for a moment.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: No. You're right. It would destroy us.</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, BALCONY OVERLOOKING</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">GARDENS - LATE AFTERNOON</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN is on the balcony overlooking the gardens. After a</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">moment, PAMDÉ comes onto the balcony behind him. She sees</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">he is meditating and turns to go.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: (eyes closed) Don't go.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PAMDÉ: I don't want to disturb you.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: Your presence is soothing.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">Brief pause.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: You had a nightmare again last night.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: Jedi don't have nightmares.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: I heard you.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN opens his eyes and looks at her.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)"></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">ANAKIN: I saw my mother. I saw her as clearly as I see you</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">now. She is suffering, Padmé. </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>They're killing her! </s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">She is</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">in pain... I know I'm disobeying my mandate to protect you,</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">Senator. </span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>I know I will be punished and possibly thrown out</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>of the Jedi Order, </s></span><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">but I have to go. I have to help her!</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>I'm sorry, Padmé. I don't have a choice.</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(84, 172, 210)">PADMÉ: I'll go with you.</span><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s> That way you can continue to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>protect me, and you won't be disobeying your mandate.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: What about Master Obi-wan?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ smiles and takes his hand.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I guess we won't tell him, will we?</s></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>ANAKIN: I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.</u></span></p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN stands with TAUN WE just inside the open door.</p><p></p><p>LAMA SU: Tell your Council the first battalions are ready.</p><p>And remind them that if they need more troops, we will need</p><p><span style="color: rgb(97, 189, 109)"><u>it will take more</u></span> time to grow them.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: I won't forget. And thank you.</p><p></p><p>TAUN WE: Thank you.</p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM)</p><p>- LATE DAY</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN comes out from the tower into the driving ran. The</p><p>door closes behind him. He pulls his robe around him and</p><p>stands braced against the gale. OBI-WAN glances back toward</p><p>the closed door, confirming that LAMA SU has left.</p><p></p><p>Below, a huge wave crashes against the stilts. Spray flies</p><p>high and whips across the platform to where OBI-WAN is</p><p>standing. He walks over to his Starfighter, looks to see if</p><p>anyone is watching, then addresses ARFOUR.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Arfour.</p><p></p><p>EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY LANDING PLATFORM, JEDI FIGHTER</p><p>(RAINSTORM) - LATE DAY</p><p></p><p>The R4-P17, OBI-WAN'S Astro-Droid, who is still sitting on</p><p>top of OBI-WAN'S Starfighter, switches on and BEEPS.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: Arfour, <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>relay this, </s></span>"scramble code five," to</p><p>Courscant: care of "the old folks home."</p><p></p><p>ARFOUR BEEPS and WHISTLES. The panels light up inside the</p><p>cockpit. A transmitter disc emerges from the top of the</p><p>Starfighter and the message is transmitted.</p><p></p><p></p><p>INTERIOR: JEDI TEMPLE, YODA'S QUARTERS - LATE AFTERNOON</p><p></p><p>YODA sits with MACE WINDU. between the two Jedi, a hologram</p><p>of OBI-WAN speaks.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: (V.O.) I have successfully made contact with the</p><p>Prime Minister of Kamino. They are using a bounty hunter</p><p>named Jango Fett to create a clone army. I have a strong</p><p>feeling that this bounty hunter is the assassin we're</p><p>looking for.</p><p></p><p>MACE WINDU: Do you think these cloners are involved in the</p><p>plot to assassinate Senator Amidala?</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: (V.O.) No, Master. There appears to be no motive.</p><p></p><p>YODA: Do not assume anything, Obi-Wan. Clear, your mind</p><p>must be if you are to discover the real villains behind the</p><p>plot.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: (V.O.) Yes, Master. They say a Master Sifo-Dyas</p><p>placed the order for a clone army at the request of the</p><p>Senate almost ten years ago. I was under the impression he</p><p>was killed before that. Did the Council ever authorize the</p><p>creation of a clone army?</p><p></p><p>MACE WINDU: No. Whoever placed that order did not have the</p><p>authorization of the Jedi Council.</p><p></p><p>YODA: <span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Into custody, take this Jango Fett. </s></span>Bring him here.</p><p>Question him, we will.</p><p></p><p>OBI-WAN: (V.O.) Yes, Master. I will report back when I have</p><p>him.</p><p></p><p>The hologram of OBI-WAN fades.</p><p></p><p>YODA: Blind we are, if creation of this clone army we could</p><p>not see.</p><p></p><p>MACE WINDU: I think it is time to inform the Senate that</p><p>our ability to use the Force has diminished.</p><p></p><p>YODA: Only the Dark Lords of the Sith know of our weakness.</p><p>If informed the Senate is, multiply our adversaries will.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, ANAKIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN moves restlessly in his sleep. He mutters to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>himself. Sweat forms on his forehead. He turns violently.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>He cries out.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: No... No... No... Mom!... Don't, no, don't!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, BALCONY OVERLOOKING</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>GARDENS - MORNING</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN is on the balcony overlooking the gardens. After a</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>moment, PAMDÉ comes onto the balcony behind him. She sees</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>he is meditating and turns to go.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: (eyes closed) Don't go.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PAMDÉ: I don't want to disturb you.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Your presence is soothing.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Brief pause.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: You had a nightmare again last night.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: Jedi don't have nightmares.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I heard you.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN opens his eyes and looks at her.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: I saw my mother. I saw her as clearly as I see you</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>now. She is suffering, Padmé. They're killing her! She is</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>in pain... I know I'm disobeying my mandate to protect you,</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>Senator. I know I will be punished and possibly thrown out</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>of the Jedi Order, but I have to go. I have to help her!</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>I'm sorry, Padmé. I don't have a choice.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I'll go with you. That way you can continue to</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>protect me, and you won't be disobeying your mandate.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>ANAKIN: What about Master Obi-wan?</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ smiles and takes his hand.</s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s></s></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(184, 49, 47)"><s>PADMÉ: I guess we won't tell him, will we?</s></span></p><p></p><p>TBC...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Wald, post: 553828, member: 13359"] Continuation. Main changes: The elimination of Anakin's annoying sand monologue, and that Sound of Music ripoff (AKA[B] the [I]worst[/I] part of it![/B]). Enjoy.;) [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking. RUWEE: Sometimes I wish I'd traveled more... but I must say, I'm happy here. ANAKIN: Padmé tells me you teach at the university? RUWEE: (nodding) Yes, and before that, I was a builder. I also worked for the refugee relief movement when I was very young. INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, MAIN ROOM - AFTERNOON PADMÉ, SOLA and JOBAL are clearing the table. SOLA: Why haven't you told us about him? PADMÉ: What's there to talk about? He's just a boy. SOLA: A boy? Have you seen the way he looks at you? PADMÉ: Sola - stop it![/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]SOLA: It's obvious he has feelings for you. Are you saying, little baby sister, that you haven't noticed?[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]PADMÉ: [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]I'm not your baby sister, Sola. [/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]Anakin and I are friends... our relationship is strictly professional.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] (to Jobal) Mom, would you tell her to stop it? SOLA: (laughing) Well, maybe you haven't noticed the way he looks at you. I think you're afraid to. PADMÉ: Cut it out. JOBAL: Sola's just concerned... we all are. PADMÉ: Oh, Mom, you're impossible. What I'm doing is important. JOBAL: You've done your service, Padmé. It's time you had a life of your own. You're missing so much![/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]Silence.[/U][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking in the garden. RUWEE stops and faces ANAKIN directly. RUWEE: Now tell me, son. How serious is this thing? How much danger is my daughter really in? ANAKIN: There have been two attempts on her life. Chances are there'll be more. My Master is tracking down the assassins. I'm sure he'll find out who they are. This situation, won't last long. RUWEE: I don't want anything to happen to her. ANAKIN: I don't either.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE - AFTERNOON A flock of Pelikki are flying in the air.[/U][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, PADMÉ'S ROOM - AFTERNOON PADMÉ throws some things into a bag.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]PADMÉ: Don't worry, this won't take long. ANAKIN: I just want to get there before dark. PADMÉ goes on packing. [/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]ANAKIN looks around the room.[/COLOR] [COLOR=#54acd2]ANAKIN: [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]So, [/U][/COLOR]You still live at home.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]PADMÉ: I move around so much, I've never had a place of my own. Official residences have no warmth. I feel good here. I feel at home. ANAKIN: I never had a [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]real[/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)] home. Home was always where my Mom was. ANAKIN [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]picks up[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]looks at[/U][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)] a framed hologram. ANAKIN: Is this you? The hologram shows PADMÉ at age seven or eight surrounded by forty or fifty little green creatures. She is holding one in her arms. They are all smiling hugely. PADMÉ: That was when I went with the relief group[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] to Shadda-Bi-Boran[/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]. Their sun was imploding, and the planet was dying. I was helping to relocate the children. See that little one I'm holding? His name was N'a-kee-tula, which[/COLOR] [COLOR=#54acd2]means sweetheart. He was so full of life. [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]They[/U][/COLOR] All [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]those kids[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]were. They were never able to adapt... to live off their native planet. [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]They all died.[/U][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]ANAKIN [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]picks up[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]looks at[/U][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)] another hologram. It shows PADMÉ at age ten or eleven. She is wearing official robes and standing between two robed legislators. Her expression is severe. PADMÉ: My first day as an Apprentice Legislator. Notice the difference? PADMÉ pulls a face. ANAKIN grins. She continues packing.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]ANAKIN sets the two holograms down side by side - the beaming little girl, and the stern, unsmiling adolescent.[/S][/COLOR] EXTERIOR: SPACE The view is just like the star map hologram, plus, the storm-shrouded planet of Kamino is exactly where it ought to be. Obi-Wan's Starship disengages from the hyperspace transport ring and flies OVER CAMERA and heads down toward the planet. OBI-WAN: There it is, Arfour, right where it should be. Our missing planet, Kamino.[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] Those files were altered.[/S][/COLOR] EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM) - DAY Heavy rains and hard-driving winds lash the platform as Obi-Wan's Starship approaches. The huge, ultra-modern city of Tipoca rests on great stilts that keep it above the pounding and ever-present waves that cover the surface of this watery world. The Starfighter lands. OBI-WAN gets out and makes his way through the howling wind toward a tower on the far side of the platform. A door slides open. A shaft of brilliant light pierces the swirling rain. OBI-WAN passes through it and goes inside. INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR ENTRANCE - DAY A Brilliant white light. OBI-WAN pushes the soaking hood from his face. TAUN WE: Master Jedi[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S], so good to see you[/S][/COLOR]. OBI-WAN wipes the rain from his face and blinks in surprise at a tall, pasty-white alien named TAUN WE. He has large, almond shaped eyes. TAUN WE: The Prime Minister [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]expects[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]is expecting[/U][/COLOR] you. OBI-WAN: (warily) I'm expected? TAUN WE: Of course! He is anxious to meet you. After all these years, we were beginning to think you weren't coming. Now please, this way! [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]OBI-WAN masks his surprise as they move away along the corridor.[/S][/COLOR] INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, PRIME MINISTER OFFICE - DAY The door slides open. OBI-WAN and TAUN WE enter and cross to where LAMA SU rises, smiling, from his chair, which, like all the furniture on Kamino, seems made out of pure light. TAUN WE: May I present Lama Su, Prime Minister of Kamino... and this is Master Jedi... OBI-WAN: Obi-Wan Kenobi. LAMA SU indicates a chair. OBI-WAN remains standing. TAUN WE hovers. The room is bathed in brilliant white light. The whole place is ultra high-tech. LAMA SU: I trust you are going to enjoy your stay.[COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)] We are most happy you have arrived at the best part of the season. OBI-WAN: You make me feel most welcome.[/COLOR] LAMA SU: Please... (gestures to chair) And now to business. You will be delighted to hear we are on schedule.[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] Two hundred thousand units are ready, with another million well on the way. OBI-WAN: (improvising) That is... good news.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]OBI-WAN is confused.[/U][/COLOR] LAMA SU: Please tell your Master Sifo-Dyas that [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]we have every confidence [/S][/COLOR]his order will be met on time[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] and in full[/S][/COLOR]. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]He is well, I hope.[/S][/COLOR] OBI-WAN: I'm sorry? Master - ? LAMA SU: Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas. He's still a leading member of the Jedi Council, is he not? OBI-WAN: Master Sifo-Dyas was killed almost ten years ago. LAMA SU: Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. But I'm sure he would have been proud of the army we've built for him. OBI-WAN: The army? LAMA SU: Yes, a clone army. And, I must say, one of the finest we've ever created. OBI-WAN: Tell me, Prime Minister, when my Master first contacted you about the army, did he say who it was for? LAMA SU: Of course he did. This army is for the Republic. But you must be anxious to inspect the units for yourself. OBI-WAN: [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U](improvising)[/U][/COLOR] That's why I'm here. OBI-WAN and LAMA SU rise and walk toward the door. EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, WATER SPEEDER, LANDING PLATFORM - LATE AFTERNOON A water speeder driven by PADDY ACCU, the retreat caretaker, docks at the island landing platform. ANAKIN and PADMÉ disembark the water speeder at the base of a lodge rising on the beautiful island in the middle of the lake. EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, GARDEN TERRACE - LATE AFTERNOON ANAKIN and PADMÉ walk up the stairs from where the water speeder is parked onto a terrace overlooking a lovely garden. Behind them, PADDY ACCU follows. ANAKIN and PADMÉ stop at the balustrade. PADMÉ looks out across the garden to the shimmering lake and the mountains rising beyond. ANAKIN looks at her. PADMÉ: [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]When I was in Level Three, [/S][/COLOR]we used to come here for school retreat. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]See that island? [/S][/COLOR]We [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]used to[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]would[/U][/COLOR] swim [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]there[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]to that island[/U][/COLOR] every day. I love the water. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]ANAKIN: I do too. I guess it comes from growing up on a desert planet. PADMÉ becomes aware that ANAKIN is looking at her. PADMÉ: ...We used to lie on the sand and let the sun dry us... and try to guess the names of the birds singing. ANAKIN: I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating, and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here everything's soft... and smooth...[/S][/COLOR] ANAKIN and PADMÉ walk up to a balcony. He touches her arm. PADMÉ has become receptive to the way he looks at her but is nervous. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]PADMÉ: There was a very old man who lived on the island. He used to make glass out of sand - and vases and necklaces out of the glass. They were magical. ANAKIN: (looks into her eyes) Everything here is magical. PADMÉ: You could look into the glass and see the water. The way it ripples and moves. It looked so real... but it wasn't. ANAKIN: Sometimes, when you believe something to be real, it becomes real.[/S][/COLOR] They look into each other's eyes. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]PADMÉ: I used to think if you looked too deeply into glass, you would lose yourself. ANAKIN: I think it's true...[/S][/COLOR] ANAKIN kisses PADMÉ. She doesn't resist.[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] She comes to her senses and pulls away. PADMÉ: No, I shouldn't have done that. ANAKIN: I'm sorry. When I'm around you, my mind is no longer my own. He looks at her. EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, PARADE GROUND (RAINSTORM) - DAY OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below is a huge parade ground. The rain and wind are brutal. THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPERS, faces covered by helmets, are marching and drilling in formations of several hundred. LAMA SU: (beaming) Magnificent, aren't they? OBI-WAN nods slowly.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, EMBRYO ROOM - DAY OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE take a tour through a vast area with birthing pods. OBI-WAN: Very impressive. LAMA SU: I'd hoped you would be pleased. Clones can think creatively. You will find that they are immensely superior to droids.[/U][/COLOR] INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, CLASSROOM - DAY The tour continues through a classroom filled with IDENTICAL YOUNG BOY CLONES. LAMA SU: We take great pride in our combat education and training programs. This group was created about five years ago. OBI-WAN: You mentioned growth acceleration... LAMA SU: Oh yes, it's essential. Otherwise, a mature clone would take a lifetime to grow. Now, we can do it in half the time.[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] Those items you saw on the parade ground were started ten years ago, when Sifo-Dyas first placed the order, and they're already mature.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]OBI-WAN: I see.[/U][/COLOR] INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, COMMISSARY - DAY LAMA SU conducts OBI-WAN through a large eating area. TAUN WE follows as they walk by HUNDREDS OF CLONES who look exactly alike, all about twenty years old, dressed in black. They are seated at tables, eating. LAMA SU: [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]You'll find [/S][/COLOR]they are totally obedient, taking any order without question. We modified their genetic structure to make them less independent than the original host. OBI-WAN: [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]And[/U][/COLOR] Who was the original host? LAMA SU: A bounty hunter called Jango Fett.[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] We felt a Jedi would be the perfect choice, but Sifo-Dyas hand-picked Jango Fett himself.[/S][/COLOR] OBI-WAN: [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]And[/U][/COLOR] Where is this bounty hunter now? LAMA SU: Oh, we keep him here. INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, BARRACKS - DAY The tour continues through a long corridor filled with narrow, transparent tubes into which CLONES are climbing. Once in the tube, the CLONE goes to sleep. LAMA SU: Apart from his pay, which is considerable, Fett demanded only one thing - an unaltered clone for himself. Curious, isn't it? OBI-WAN: [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]"[/U][/COLOR]Unaltered[COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]"[/U][/COLOR]? LAMA SU: Pure genetic replication. No tampering with the structure to make it more docile... and no growth acceleration. OBI-WAN: I would very much like to meet this Jango Fett. TAUN WE: I would be [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]most[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]very[/U][/COLOR] happy to arrange it, for you. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]TAUN WE bows, and leaves. EXTERIOR[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]INTERIOR[/U][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]: TIPOCA CITY, PARADE GROUND [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S](RAINSTORM)[/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)] - DAY OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below is a huge parade ground.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] The rain and wind are brutal.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPERS, faces covered by helmets, are marching and drilling in formations of several hundred. LAMA SU: (beaming) Magnificent, aren't they? OBI-WAN nods slowly.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]EXTERIOR: NABOO, MOUNTAIN MEADOW - LATE AFTERNOON PADMÉ and ANAKIN are in the middle of an idyllic hilly meadow, its lush grasses sprinkled with flowers. At a distance, a herd of SHAAKS graze contentedly. Beyond is the shimmering expanse of the lake. Several other lakes stretch to the horizon. The warm air is full of little floating puffballs. They sit on the grass, in a playful, coy mood, talking. PADMÉ is picking flowers. PADMÉ: I don't know... ANAKIN: Sure you do... you just don't want to tell me. PADMÉ: Are you going to use one of your Jedi mind tricks on me? ANAKIN: They only work on the weak-minded. You are anything but weak-minded. PADMÉ: All right... I was twelve. His name was Palo. We were both in the Legislative Youth Program. He was a few years older then I... very cute... dark curly hair... dreamy eyes. ANAKIN: All right, I get the picture... whatever happened to him? PADMÉ: I went into public service. He went on to become an artist. ANAKIN: Maybe he was the smart one. PADMÉ: You really don't like politicians, do you? ANAKIN: I like two or three, but I'm not really sure about one of them. (smiling) I don't think the system works. PADMÉ: How would you have it work? ANAKIN: We need a system where the politicians sit down and discuss the problem, agree what's in the best interests of all the people, and then do it. PADMÉ: That is exactly what we do. The trouble is that people don't always agree. In fact, they hardly ever do. ANAKIN: Then they should be made to. PADMÉ: By whom? Who's going to make them? ANAKIN: I don't know. Someone. PADMÉ: You? ANAKIN: Of course not me. PADMÉ: But someone. ANAKIN: Someone wise. PADMÉ: That sounds an awful lot like a dictatorship to me. A mischievous little grin creeps across his face. ANAKIN: Well, if it works... PADMÉ stares at ANAKIN. He looks back at her, straight faced, but can't hold back a smile. PADMÉ: You're making fun of me! ANAKIN: (sarcastic) Oh no, I'd be much too frightened to tease a Senator. PADMÉ: You're so bad! PADMÉ picks up a piece of fruit and throws it at him. He catches it. PADMÉ throws two more pieces of fruit, and ANAKIN catches them. ANAKIN: You're always so serious. PADMÉ: I'm so serious?! ANAKIN then starts to juggle the fruit. PADMÉ laughs and throws more fruit at him. He manages to juggle them too until there are too many, and he loses control and ducks, letting food fall on his head. They both laugh. ANAKIN stands in front of a SHAAK, yelling at it and waving his arms. PADMÉ starts laughing as ANAKIN runs in circles, chased by the SHAAK. EXTERIOR: NABOO, MOUNTAIN MEADOW - LATE AFTEROON The SHAAK crosses in front of PADMÉ, with ANAKIN riding it, facing the SHAAK'S tail. ANAKIN attempts to stand on the galloping SHAAK'S back, but the SHAAK bucks, and ANAKIN loses his balance and falls off. PADMÉ laughs even harder. ANAKIN lies still. Concerned, PADMÉ jumps up and runs to where ANAKIN is face down in the grass. PADMÉ: Annie, Annie! Are you all right? She turns him over. He is pulling a stupid face at her and laughing. She yelps in mock fury and takes a swing at him. He catches her arm. She struggles. They roll over in the grass, embracing, and looking into each other's eyes. Suddenly, they become aware of the contact between them. They let go of each other quickly and sit up, looking away. ANAKIN stands up and holds out his hand to her. She takes it. He pulls her up. And now they are easy together, not self-conscious any more. PADMÉ scrambles up onto the SHAAK behind ANAKIN. She puts her arms around his waist and leans against his back. ANAKIN digs his heels in. The SHAAK starts forward, and they ride away.[/S][/COLOR] EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY (RAINSTORM) - DAY Rain lashes the city. Below, mighty waves pound the stilts, breaking almost to the height of the platforms. A large AVIAN carrying a RAIN-SOAKED RIDER flies above the water toward a floating city. INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY TAUN WE and OBI-WAN stand in front of the door of Jango Fett's apartment. TAUN WE waves [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]his[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]her[/U][/COLOR] hand, and a muted bell RINGS. As they wait, OBI-WAN notes the door lock entry mechanism. Then the door opens, and a ten-year-old boy, BOBA FETT, looks at them. He is identical to the boys in the classroom. TAUN WE: Boba, is your father here? There is a brief pause. BOBA FETT: Yep. TAUN WE: May we see him? BOBA FETT: Sure. Another brief pause, then BOBA FETT steps aside, and TAUN WE and OBI-WAN go through. INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, FETT APARTMENT - DAY OBI-WAN, TAUN WE, and BOBA FETT enter the apartment. OBI WAN looks around the room. BOBA FETT: Dad! Taun We's here! JANGO FETT comes in from the bedroom. He wears a jumpsuit. He is unshaven and mean looking, his face pitted with scars of old wounds. There are a couple of weird tattoos on his muscular forearms. He eyes OBI-WAN with suspicion. TAUN WE: Jango, welcome back. Was your trip productive? JANGO FETT: Fairly. OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT size each other up. BOBA FETT studies both of them. TAUN WE: This is Jedi Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. He's come to check on our progress. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]JANGO FETT: That right?[/S][/COLOR] JANGO FETT'S eyes fix OBI-WAN coldly. OBI-WAN: Your clones are very impressive. You must be very proud. JANGO FETT: I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe[COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S], Master Jedi[/S][/COLOR]. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]OBI-WAN: Aren't we all?[/S][/COLOR] OBI-WAN eyes the half-open bedroom door, through which a couple of pieces of body armor can be seen on the floor. JANGO FETT registers OBI-WAN'S look. He moves in front of him, blocking the view. OBI-WAN: Ever make your way as far into the interior as Coruscant? JANGO FETT: Once or twice. OBI-WAN: Recently? JANGO FETT: (eyes Obi-Wan carefully) Possibly... OBI-WAN: Then you must know Master Sifo-Dyas? JANGO FETT: (in Huttese) Boba, close the door. BOBA FETT moves to close the bedroom door. JANGO FETT smiles thinly at OBI-WAN. JANGO FETT: Master who? OBI-WAN: Sifo-Dyas. Is he not the Jedi who hired you for this job? JANGO FETT: Never heard of him. OBI-WAN: Really. JANGO FETT: I was recruited by a man called Darth Tyranus on one of the moons of Bogden. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]OBI-WAN: No? I thought... TAUN WE: Sifo-Dyas told us to expect him. And he showed up just when your Jedi Master said he would. We have kept the Jedi's involvement a secret until your arrival, just as your Master requested.[/S][/COLOR] OBI-WAN: Curious... JANGO FETT: Do you like your army? OBI-WAN: I look forward to seeing them in action. JANGO FETT: (grinning) They'll do their job well, I'll guarantee that. OBI-WAN: Thanks for your time, Jango. JANGO FETT: Always a pleasure to meet a Jedi. OBI-WAN and TAUN WE go out. The door slides closed. JANGO FETT turns to his son. He is deep in thought. BOBA FETT: What is it, Dad? JANGO FETT: Pack your things. We're leaving. EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LOUNGE - LATE AFTERNOON The setting sun touches the mountain peaks. The lake glows in the rose-tinted light. Floating lamps gleam softly like jewels at the lodge. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, DINING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON NANDI places dessert in front of PADMÉ. TECKLA does the same for ANAKIN. The dessert is some kind of fruit. ANAKIN: And when I got to them, we went into... aggressive negotiations. (to Teckla) Thank you. PADMÉ: "Aggressive negotiations," what's that? ANAKIN: Uh, well, negotiations with a lightsaber. PADMÉ: (laughing) Oh. PADMÉ picks up her fork and goes to spear a piece, but it moves! She frowns and tries again - the fruit moves. She looks up at ANAKIN. His eyes are on his plate. PADMÉ: You did that? ANAKIN looks up - wide-eyed innocence. ANAKIN: What? PADMÉ scowls at him. PADMÉ jabs at the fruit - ANAKIN subtly moves his hand and it lifts up from the plate and hovers in front of her. PADMÉ: That! Now stop it! PADMÉ laughs. ANAKIN laughs. She reaches out for the fruit - it loops. PADMÉ: Anakin!! ANAKIN moves his fingers. The fruit flies into his hand. ANAKIN: If Master Obi-Wan caught me doing this, he'd be very grumpy. ANAKIN is pleased. He cuts the fruit into several pieces and sends one back to PADMÉ. She bites it out of the air and laughs. INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, FIREPLACE ALCOVE - TWILIGHT A fire blazes in the open hearth. PADMÉ and ANAKIN are sitting in front of it, gazing into the flames. She looks up as ANAKIN leans in to kiss her. PADMÉ: Anakin, no. ANAKIN: From the moment I met you, all those years ago, a day hasn't gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again, I'm in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you makes my stomach turn over - my mouth goes dry. I feel dizzy. I can't breathe. I'm haunted by the kiss you should never have given me. My heart is beating, hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me. What can I do? I will do anything you ask... Silence. The logs flame in the hearth. PADMÉ meets his eye, then looks away. ANAKIN: If you are suffering as much as I am, tell me. PADMÉ: ...I can't. We can't. It's just not possible. ANAKIN: Anything's possible. Padmé, please listen... PADMÉ: You listen. We live in a real world. Come back to it. You're studying to become a Jedi Knight. I'm a Senator. If you follow your thoughts through to conclusion, they will take us to a place we cannot go... regardless of the way we feel about each other. ANAKIN: Then you do feel something! PADMÉ: Jedi aren't allowed to marry. You'd be expelled from the Order. I will not let you give up your future for me. ANAKIN: You're asking me to be rational. That is something I know I cannot do. Believe me, I wish I could wish my feelings away... but I can't. PADMÉ: I am not going to give in to this. I have more important things to do than fall in love. There is silence as they stare at the fire. ANAKIN is thinking. ANAKIN: It wouldn't have to be that way... we could keep it a secret. PADMÉ: Then we'd be living a lie - one we couldn't keep up even if we wanted to. Mt sister saw it. So did my mother. I couldn't do that. Could you, Anakin? Could you live like that? Silence for a moment. ANAKIN: No. You're right. It would destroy us.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, BALCONY OVERLOOKING GARDENS - LATE AFTERNOON ANAKIN is on the balcony overlooking the gardens. After a moment, PAMDÉ comes onto the balcony behind him. She sees he is meditating and turns to go. ANAKIN: (eyes closed) Don't go. PAMDÉ: I don't want to disturb you. ANAKIN: Your presence is soothing. Brief pause. PADMÉ: You had a nightmare again last night. ANAKIN: Jedi don't have nightmares. PADMÉ: I heard you. ANAKIN opens his eyes and looks at her. ANAKIN: I saw my mother. I saw her as clearly as I see you now. She is suffering, Padmé. [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]They're killing her! [/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]She is in pain... I know I'm disobeying my mandate to protect you, Senator. [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]I know I will be punished and possibly thrown out of the Jedi Order, [/S][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]but I have to go. I have to help her![/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]I'm sorry, Padmé. I don't have a choice.[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(84, 172, 210)]PADMÉ: I'll go with you.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S] That way you can continue to protect me, and you won't be disobeying your mandate. ANAKIN: What about Master Obi-wan? PADMÉ smiles and takes his hand. PADMÉ: I guess we won't tell him, will we?[/S][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]ANAKIN: I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.[/U][/COLOR] INTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY OBI-WAN stands with TAUN WE just inside the open door. LAMA SU: Tell your Council the first battalions are ready. And remind them that if they need more troops, we will need [COLOR=rgb(97, 189, 109)][U]it will take more[/U][/COLOR] time to grow them. OBI-WAN: I won't forget. And thank you. TAUN WE: Thank you. EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM) - LATE DAY OBI-WAN comes out from the tower into the driving ran. The door closes behind him. He pulls his robe around him and stands braced against the gale. OBI-WAN glances back toward the closed door, confirming that LAMA SU has left. Below, a huge wave crashes against the stilts. Spray flies high and whips across the platform to where OBI-WAN is standing. He walks over to his Starfighter, looks to see if anyone is watching, then addresses ARFOUR. OBI-WAN: Arfour. EXTERIOR: TIPOCA CITY LANDING PLATFORM, JEDI FIGHTER (RAINSTORM) - LATE DAY The R4-P17, OBI-WAN'S Astro-Droid, who is still sitting on top of OBI-WAN'S Starfighter, switches on and BEEPS. OBI-WAN: Arfour, [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]relay this, [/S][/COLOR]"scramble code five," to Courscant: care of "the old folks home." ARFOUR BEEPS and WHISTLES. The panels light up inside the cockpit. A transmitter disc emerges from the top of the Starfighter and the message is transmitted. INTERIOR: JEDI TEMPLE, YODA'S QUARTERS - LATE AFTERNOON YODA sits with MACE WINDU. between the two Jedi, a hologram of OBI-WAN speaks. OBI-WAN: (V.O.) I have successfully made contact with the Prime Minister of Kamino. They are using a bounty hunter named Jango Fett to create a clone army. I have a strong feeling that this bounty hunter is the assassin we're looking for. MACE WINDU: Do you think these cloners are involved in the plot to assassinate Senator Amidala? OBI-WAN: (V.O.) No, Master. There appears to be no motive. YODA: Do not assume anything, Obi-Wan. Clear, your mind must be if you are to discover the real villains behind the plot. OBI-WAN: (V.O.) Yes, Master. They say a Master Sifo-Dyas placed the order for a clone army at the request of the Senate almost ten years ago. I was under the impression he was killed before that. Did the Council ever authorize the creation of a clone army? MACE WINDU: No. Whoever placed that order did not have the authorization of the Jedi Council. YODA: [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]Into custody, take this Jango Fett. [/S][/COLOR]Bring him here. Question him, we will. OBI-WAN: (V.O.) Yes, Master. I will report back when I have him. The hologram of OBI-WAN fades. YODA: Blind we are, if creation of this clone army we could not see. MACE WINDU: I think it is time to inform the Senate that our ability to use the Force has diminished. YODA: Only the Dark Lords of the Sith know of our weakness. If informed the Senate is, multiply our adversaries will. [COLOR=rgb(184, 49, 47)][S]INTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, ANAKIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT ANAKIN moves restlessly in his sleep. He mutters to himself. Sweat forms on his forehead. He turns violently. He cries out. ANAKIN: No... No... No... Mom!... Don't, no, don't! EXTERIOR: NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, BALCONY OVERLOOKING GARDENS - MORNING ANAKIN is on the balcony overlooking the gardens. After a moment, PAMDÉ comes onto the balcony behind him. She sees he is meditating and turns to go. ANAKIN: (eyes closed) Don't go. PAMDÉ: I don't want to disturb you. ANAKIN: Your presence is soothing. Brief pause. PADMÉ: You had a nightmare again last night. ANAKIN: Jedi don't have nightmares. PADMÉ: I heard you. ANAKIN opens his eyes and looks at her. ANAKIN: I saw my mother. I saw her as clearly as I see you now. She is suffering, Padmé. They're killing her! She is in pain... I know I'm disobeying my mandate to protect you, Senator. I know I will be punished and possibly thrown out of the Jedi Order, but I have to go. I have to help her! I'm sorry, Padmé. I don't have a choice. PADMÉ: I'll go with you. That way you can continue to protect me, and you won't be disobeying your mandate. ANAKIN: What about Master Obi-wan? PADMÉ smiles and takes his hand. PADMÉ: I guess we won't tell him, will we?[/S][/COLOR] TBC... [/QUOTE]
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