A: And until then, you'll keep executing the manufacturers if their products don't work. V: Exactly. A: You realize that you're single-handedly crippling the hair-care industry, don't you? V: I prefer to think of it as extreme consumer activism. (The door to the room opens, and Admiral Piett walks in. Vader hurriedly stops scratching his head, and his helmet begins to lower back down.) V: Did you hear him knock?! I didn't hear him knock! A: Be cool, be cool. Just look menacing... (The helmet seals into place with a hiss, and Vader swivels to face Piett.) V: (aloud) Yes, Admiral? PIETT: Our ships have spotted the Millenium Falcon, my lord. But it has entered an asteroid field and we cannot risk- V: Asteroids do not concern me, Admiral. I want that ship, not excuses. PIETT: Yes, my lord. (Vader's chamber closes. The helmet comes back off, and Vader resumes his scratching.) V: You don't think Piett saw anything, do you? A: What, like the fierce Sith Lord scratching himself like a flea-ridden hound? Nah, I think you're fine. You really should lay off the product, though; it's not doing you a bit of good. Besides, chicks dig bald guys. V: No, they don't. That's just a myth. A: Sure they do! Remember all the bootylicious honeys that were always going into Mace's quarters in the temple? V: He said they were just cleaning ladies! A: And you believed that? V: Wait a minute, Yoda had even more of those "cleaning ladies" visiting his room. Does that mean- A: He was a playa. V: That little pervert! A: And he was bald, too. See? You've got nothing to worry about. V: Hmmm. Maybe you're right... A: Of course I'm right! Embrace your baldness. V: Yeah. Yeah! I will! A: That's the spirit! V: No more moping for me! A: Right on! Be the best pasty, hairless freak you can be! (pause) A: Did I just kill the mood? V: Pretty much, yeah... -------------------------------
		ABOARD THE EXECUTOR: (Vader heads toward the bridge of the Executor.) ANAKIN: Bounty hunters? Are you sure about this? VADER: Of course. A little extra help never hurt. I'm kind of curious to see who answered my call. No doubt the best of the best. A: Oh, no doubt. V: The bridge is probably full of cutthroats who are eager to work for the one and only Darth Vader. Who wouldn't be? A: You want the list? 'Cause I've been keeping a list... V: Hey, my name on their resume is gold. A: If you say so. V: I do. I just hope there was enough room to fit all of them. home   previous   next