A: You do realize that holding her is dangerous?

(Vader walks away, an officer in step beside him.)

OFFICER: Holding her is dangerous.

A: Is there an echo in here?

OFFICER: If word gets out, it could generate sympathy for the Rebellion in the Senate.

A: Yeah, what he said.

V: (to officer) I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now, she is my only link to finding their hidden base.

OFFICER: She'll die before telling you anything.

V: Leave that to me. Send a distress signal. Then inform the Senate that all aboard were killed.
A: Oh, like they're going to believe that.

V: Hey, they listened to Jar Jar that one time, didn't they?

A: Oh, yeah. Politicians
can be pretty foolish, huh?

V: Yep.

A: I mean, one of them actually married
you.

V: Yeah, that's- Hey!
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ABOARD THE DEATH STAR:

(Vader steps into a turbolift. It begins to rise.)

ANAKIN: Where are we going?

VADER: To the detention level to interrogate the princess.

A: You're not going to hurt her, are you?

V: I am, yes.

A: Why, man? She's a cutie!

V: So what?

A: Qui-Gon wouldn't approve.

V: Qui-Gon was weak.

A: He was awesome! He had that whole long-haired-hippy thing going on!

V: He was a fool. Remember how he kept taking his bong out behind the pod-racer when he thought nobody was watching?

A: He said it helped him get in tune with the Force!

V: Riiight. If I'd followed in his footsteps, I'd be living on a diet of "herbal" brownies and trying to smoke anything I could set on fire...

A: Well, we're just Mr. Bitter today, aren't we?

V: We're Mr. Bitter every day.

A: Yeah, I've noticed. And look what it's doing to your health!

V: Being thrown into a fiery pit of lava had more to do with that, I think.

A: Is that what happened? I'm still a little fuzzy on that.

V: It is. And stop it.

A: Stop what?

V: You're trying to distract me from interrogating the princess.

A: Is it working?

V: No.

A: Crap.

V: I'm going to question her, I'm going to get the information I seek, and I'm going to crush the Rebellion and restore order to the galaxy.

A: Well, it's all about you, isn't it?

V: Actually, yes. George said so.

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