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That's General Grievous. After him!
General Grievous to Count Dooku.
All is going according to plan.
Excellent. Our plan is going perfectly.
I just said that.
Well, I wanted to say it too.
Meanwhile, at the Jedi Temple Academy,
Master Yoda instructs his Padawans in the Holocron Vault,
unaware of the peril that awaits.
Attention to the hologram, pay.
The skills of a famous Jedi,
who a Padawan like you once was, you will see.
- Who is it, master? - I bet it's a great warrior.
Only the greatest warrior of all: Anakin Skywalker!
Yes, we are actually related in a way.
He constructed me, you know.
Yes, never fail to remind us of that do you?
Now learn and watch.
There he his, my hero, Master Ani!
Oh, what style!
Ah, what courage!
Help! Save me!
I don't want to be smithereened!
Thank you. That's quite enough.
- You can turn that off now, Master Yoda. - Huh?
Master Yoda?
Master, I sense something troubles you.
A disturbance I feel in the Force.
Growing, the power of the dark side
- is a new threat I detect. - What threat?
Know not I do. But very powerful, this feeling is.
Do what you wish with the lightsabers.
All I care about are the Kaiburr crystals within them.
Are you ready, general?
I was born ready.
Then launch your attack.
What? You mean now?
No, a week from now!
Oh, incompetence.
Okay, Palpatine-time.
Oh, Master Yoda, thank goodness I've found you.
We've received a distress call from Obi-Wan Kenobi.
He's under attack! You...
Sorry, I have to take this.
- What now? - When you said "a week from now"
- did you mean... - I was being sarcastic!
Hold on.
- Yoda, sorry to cut you off. - Still me.
What are you waiting for? Attack! Now!
Yoda, General Kenobi is on Alderaan.
You must rescue him at once.
The destiny of the Republic is at stake.
Then rescue him, I will.
My Padawans, leave you I must.
- We want to help too. - Take us with you.
Too dangerous, this mission is.
Your substitute teacher, 3PO-C is.
Me?
The odd-numbered problems on page 46, do.
All work show.
A rescue mission, I must launch.
All the best men, I need. Argh!
You too, that means.
Mace Windu reporting for service, master.
- And I'm with you, bro! - Whoa, whoa, wait.
All us Jedi have to call you "master," but he gets to use "bro"?
How I roll, that is.
Outie, we are!
Master Yoda did not say you could have class outside.
I wasn't fabricated yesterday, you know.
Now turn to page...
Oh! You can't come in here!
Uh, I mean, make yourself at home.
There's Alderaan. I only hope we're not too late.
Hmm...
General Kenobi, Master Yoda, this is.
Answering your call for help, we are.
I didn't call for help.
I'm on vacation down here.
- A mystery, this is. - Mystery solved.
- Argh! It's a trap! - Well, duh.
Give me your lightsabers.
Ah! Oh!
I surrender to you in my capacity as acting teacher.
I mean, I am temporarily in charge,
I don't "teach acting," per se.
Mind you, I've always wanted to give acting a go.
Nothing big, of course. Character parts probably...
- Quiet! - Of course, not another word.
So long, kiddies.
Why did he have to say that?
Attack!
Oh!
Lost, this battle is. Argh!
And awkward, this moment is.
- Oof! - Retreat to Coruscant, we must.
Yes, sir! Making the jump to light speed
in three, two, one...
Ugh. Gets better and better, this day does.
Give us back our stuff, you bad robot.
Don't poke my eyes! Those are my only original parts!
Uncouth creature. A complete lack of etiquette.
At least he only snatched your lightsabers.
And now we have to get them back.
- I'll start the bus. - Wait! Oh, no!
I forbid you to board that vehicle!
- Let's go, people. - Whoa!
I forbid you to lift off.
Lifting off.
I forbid you to cheer.
I am definitely putting in for overtime.
Oh.
Hmm, like this place, I do.
Live here someday, I could.
Ah. Cuckoo.
You're wasting your time on this wild Sith chase.
The odds of finding your lightsabers are 15-trillion-975 to one.
They're on Tatooine.
- What? - I feel it.
- They're near the Dune Sea. - Yay!
You can't feel that!
Who do you think you are, a Jedi Kn... Oh, right.
- I feel it too. - Might I enquire just how you plan
on getting halfway across the galaxy in a bus?
I've made a few modifications.
Well, unless those modifications include...
Hyperdrive engines.
Oh, my... Oh!
Pretty cool, huh?
Totally awesome.
I hope someone gets our distress signal.
I can't believe we were betrayed today.
Who could have done that to us?
A secret Sith Lord among us, there is.
Tell us his identity, the Force will.
- Nothing, I got. - Me neither.
I don't wish to be negative,
but do you think the Force will lead you
to our lightsabers before I melt into a golden goo?
Oh, I don't understand.
My every feeling tells me our lightsabers are very close.
General Grievous gave that slimy slug has our lightsabers.
- And we're gonna get them back. - I was afraid he'd say that.
Could Master Plo Koon be the Sith Lord?
Him? Never.
- Hmm? - Hmm?
- Kit Fisto? - How about Mas Amedda?
Not sure who that even is, I am.
Hmm?
Chancellor Palpatine!
- Yes! - Yes!
We can ask him who he thinks the Sith Lord is!
Brilliant idea, that is.
Hands up, trespassers!
This is a restricted planet.
You have some nerve coming here!
Ha, just kidding. I got your distress call.
The name's Calrissian. Lindo Calrissian.
- And this is my son, Lando. - How's it going, fellas?
Welcome aboard the Millennium Falcon.
The finest traveling nightclub in the galaxy!
Night club?
Very happening, this ship is.
Would you care for a refreshing beverage?
Worse ways to travel, there are.
♪ It's time to boogie ♪
This could be a terrible mistake.
Just say what we wrote. You'll be great.
Oh!
"Jabba the Hutt is an overpumped inflatable
who smells like a tauntaun's laundry basket."
Oh!
"You heard me, lumpy head."
"And you, sir, do not have anywhere
near the physique to pull off the shirtless look."
Oh, oh, oh! You did not go there!
Your plan is going perfectly!
You're going down, Goldie.
This is gonna be so easy.
There they are.
Careful, Bobby.
- Oh-oh. Time to go. - Hold it!
You kids are Rancor food.
That's what you think. Padawans, assemble!
Huh?
The Kaiburr crystals are gone!
Get them!
Sorry, Ian.
Huh?
I'm free! I'm free!
Let's get out of here.
I don't think there's anything in our workbook about this.
This isn't nearly as much fun as it looks.
Go get him, Rancor.
You are a good boy.
Now sit.
- Huh?! - Unh!
Hop on.
I do hope you remember where we parked the bus, because I don't.
What have they done to my baby?
They've ruined him!
We have retrieved the Kaiburr crystals
from the Padawans' lightsabers and have combined them back
into one old powerful crystal.
Now we are ready to create your new weapons, my master.
Excellent work, Count Dooku.
Ah. And you, General Grievous.
Oh, did you think I coughed
because I was mad at you for not praising me?
I was just coughing. I cough all the time.
See?
Oh, just get to work!
♪ Ooh, yeah It's time to boogie ♪
Master Yoda, we've had a dreadful time!
We barely escaped from Tatooine...
Wait a minute. You're not Yoda.
What have you done with Yoda?
Have you kidnapped him? Oh, you beast!
I think this gent could use a refreshing beverage.
Threepio-C, why go to Tatooine, did you?
Master Yoda, you're safe!
Are you at some kind of party?
Uh, my question first answer.
Well, it's rather a long story, but...
A coughing robot took our lightsabers
so we had to get 'em back from the worm guy's house
but somebody stole the crystals so now they don't work!
I wouldn't have put it quite like that, but, yes,
that just about covers it.
Oh, well. The way the cookie crumbles, that is.
Back to Coruscant, go now.
- But... - Heard me, you did.
To Coruscant, go. Fine, everything is.
- Dory hunky. Bye-bye. - But...
The lightsaber crystals.
Know of their power, only Count Dooku would.
This means just one thing.
Dooku plans to use the Kaiburr crystals to make Sith clones!
To Kamino we must go at once. Take us there, can you?
It's all good, Greenie.
♪ Ooh, yeah It's time to boogie ♪
Nothing can stop us now.
♪ Ooh, yeah It's time to boogie ♪
Good luck, you guys!
- Lando, punch it! - Consider it punched, Papa Bear.
May the funk be with you!
- Man, that family knows how to live. - Agreed.
Now stop Dooku, we must!
Wear shoes, I really should.
Yes. Arise, my Sith-enhanced clones!
Fast so not, Dooku!
Master Yoda. So we meet again.
- Again. - Failed, your evil plot is.
Well, we think failed it is not.
Talk like that, only I do.
Always lose, evil will.
Feel the righteous power of the Jedi!
Not finished yet, I was.
- Purple lightsaber. Nice. - Hey, thanks for noticing.
Green, what's wrong with?
My cloning crystal!
Ended your evil quest is, Dooku.
In your face, dark side!
The Jedi have an ally more powerful than all your stolen
crystals put together and that's the power of goodness!
Yeah, you're darn right you should be in awe!
Because...
Uh-oh.
I am ready to fight...
- ...for the Sith. - Clone, attack!
Oh, my, I sense Artoo is in danger.
We have to save them!
- You don't have Jedi powers. - No, but I do have Wi-Fi.
Now turn this heap around!
Ah, you have done well, my creation,
but I have more of you to make.
- Rebuild my cloning room. - Yes, my master.
- That guy is good. - Wrong. Bad, he is.
You know what I mean.
Unh! My joints! They're rusting in the rain.
You should have paid extra for the undercoating package.
Blaster, fire eat.
Not good, this is.
Could someone please get me an oil-can?
Ha, I'm back in business.
- Finish them. - Yes, my lord.
I said finish them. Now!
Yes, master.
Step away from the Jedi!
Threepio! My Padawans!
Ooh, a bus full of children? I'm terrified.
We made a few modifications.
Well, unless those modifications include...
Giant laser cannons?
Uh... Oopsy.
No!
The crystal! Still in the cloning room, it is.
Not anymore. Look!
Go! Run away!
Count Dooku and I will hunt you down. Right, Dooku?
Sorry! Only room for two.
Dooku?
But I thought we were buddies! Unh!
Saved the Republic, you Padawans did.
Proud of you, I am.
But, Master Yoda, the Sith clone survived.
And dangerous, he is. But find him, I will.
A promise, that is.
Lord Sidious, allow me to present
our most powerful new weapon.
Sith Clone Number 14.
Jek at your command, master.
Excellent. You and I are going to
lay waste to the galaxy together.
I made it! Don't worry, I'm fine.
Oh, wonderful.
Yes, isn't it? I'm happy to see you too.
- Sarcastic. - Sarcastic.
Oh. Right.
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