Continuation.
Main changes:
The elimination of Anakin's annoying sand monologue, and that Sound of Music ripoff (AKA the worst part of it!).
Enjoy.
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!
SOLA: It's obvious he has feelings for you. Are you saying,
little baby sister, that you haven't noticed?
PADMÉ:I'm not your baby sister, Sola. Anakin and I are
friends... our relationship is strictly professional. (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!
Silence.
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.
EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE - AFTERNOON
A flock of Pelikki are flying in the air.
INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, PADMÉ'S ROOM - AFTERNOON
PADMÉ throws some things into a bag.
PADMÉ: Don't worry, this won't take long.
ANAKIN: I just want to get there before dark.
PADMÉ goes on packing.ANAKIN looks around the room.
ANAKIN: So, You still live at home.
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 areal home. Home was always where my
Mom was.
ANAKINpicks up looks at 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 to
Shadda-Bi-Boran. 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
means sweetheart. He was so full of life. They Allthose kids
were. They were never able to adapt... to live off their
native planet. They all died.
ANAKINpicks up looks at 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.
ANAKIN sets the two holograms down side by side - the
beaming little girl, and the stern, unsmiling adolescent.
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. Those files were altered.
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, so good to see you.
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 Ministerexpects is expecting 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!
OBI-WAN masks his surprise as they move away along the
corridor.
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. We are
most happy you have arrived at the best part of the season.
OBI-WAN: You make me feel most welcome.
LAMA SU: Please... (gestures to chair) And now to business.
You will be delighted to hear we are on schedule. Two
hundred thousand units are ready, with another million well
on the way.
OBI-WAN: (improvising) That is... good news.
OBI-WAN is confused.
LAMA SU: Please tell your Master Sifo-Dyas thatwe have
every confidencehis order will be met on time and in full.
He is well, I hope.
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: (improvising) 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:When I was in Level Three, we used to come here for
school retreat.See that island? We used to would swim there
to that island every day. I love the water.
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...
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.
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.
They look into each other's eyes.
PADMÉ: I used to think if you looked too deeply into glass,
you would lose yourself.
ANAKIN: I think it's true...
ANAKIN kisses PADMÉ. She doesn't resist. 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.
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.
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. 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.
OBI-WAN: I see.
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:You'll find 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: And Who was the original host?
LAMA SU: A bounty hunter called Jango Fett. We felt a Jedi
would be the perfect choice, but Sifo-Dyas hand-picked
Jango Fett himself.
OBI-WAN: And 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: "Unaltered"?
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 bemost very happy to arrange it, for you.
TAUN WE bows, and leaves.
EXTERIOR INTERIOR: 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.
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.
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 waveshis her 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.
JANGO FETT: That right?
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, Master Jedi.
OBI-WAN: Aren't we all?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.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?
ANAKIN: I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.
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
it will take more 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,relay this, "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:Into custody, take this Jango Fett. 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.
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?
TBC...
Main changes:
The elimination of Anakin's annoying sand monologue, and that Sound of Music ripoff (AKA the worst part of it!).
Enjoy.
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!
little baby sister, that you haven't noticed?
PADMÉ:
friends... our relationship is strictly professional.
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!
Silence.
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.
EXTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE - AFTERNOON
A flock of Pelikki are flying in the air.
INTERIOR: PADMÉ'S PARENTS' HOUSE, PADMÉ'S ROOM - AFTERNOON
PADMÉ throws some things into a bag.
ANAKIN: I just want to get there before dark.
PADMÉ goes on packing.
ANAKIN: So, You still live at home.
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
Mom was.
ANAKIN
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
Shadda-Bi-Boran
was dying. I was helping to relocate the children. See that
little one I'm holding? His name was N'a-kee-tula, which
means sweetheart. He was so full of life. They All
were. They were never able to adapt... to live off their
native planet. They all died.
ANAKIN
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.
beaming little girl, and the stern, unsmiling adolescent.
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.
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
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
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!
corridor.
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. We are
most happy you have arrived at the best part of the season.
OBI-WAN: You make me feel most welcome.
LAMA SU: Please... (gestures to chair) And now to business.
You will be delighted to hear we are on schedule.
hundred thousand units are ready, with another million well
on the way.
OBI-WAN: (improvising) That is... good news.
OBI-WAN is confused.
LAMA SU: Please tell your Master Sifo-Dyas that
every confidence
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: (improvising) 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:
school retreat.
to that island every day. I love the water.
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...
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.
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.
They look into each other's eyes.
you would lose yourself.
ANAKIN: I think it's true...
ANAKIN kisses PADMÉ. She doesn't resist.
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.
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.
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.
started ten years ago, when Sifo-Dyas first placed the
order, and they're already mature.
OBI-WAN: I see.
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:
order without question. We modified their genetic structure
to make them less independent than the original host.
OBI-WAN: And Who was the original host?
LAMA SU: A bounty hunter called Jango Fett.
would be the perfect choice, but Sifo-Dyas hand-picked
Jango Fett himself.
OBI-WAN: And 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: "Unaltered"?
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
EXTERIOR
OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below
is a huge parade ground.
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.
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.
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
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
in pain... I know I'm disobeying my mandate to protect you,
Senator.
of the Jedi Order,
PADMÉ: I'll go with you.
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?
ANAKIN: I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.
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
it will take more 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,
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:
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.
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?
TBC...
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