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The time of the Jedi is over.

Let's get this over with.

Oh. Thanks, Y-O.

You are too impulsive.

If you behave, I will let you...

What happened to you?

MACE: You refer to the prophecy of the one who will bring balance to the Force.

Don't give up, Padmé.

-YODA: Only pain will you find. -(QUINN GRUNTS)

I have failed you.

She insisted you would find it amusing, Your Highness.

Game: "It's over. I have the high ground."

(JAWAS SPEAKING JAWAESE)

You are an Organa in every way.

I like that, Owen.

Come on, let's hurry it along.

You are our child.

Jedi cannot help what they are.

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

For example, in our line of work, rumors run rampant.

You want my help?

-(WOMAN SCREAMING) -(CROWD GASPING, EXCLAIMING)

Save the bleeding heart for the Senate.

VECT: Hello, Princess.

They were waiting.

This is your future, Leia.

Then we should be hunting bigger prey.