Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Luke?
No? Trader, maybe?
Stand down, Third Sister.
REVA: All we want is information.
As wise as Master Yoda
(CROWD GASPING)
(SHOUTING)
PADMÉ: I know there's…
It's been ten years.
(GRUNTING CONTINUES)
It's over, Anakin. I have the high ground.
They don't want anybody to know about you because you're not one of us.
(VELTI GROANING)
Yes, Grand Inquisitor.
We're not under the Empire's...
(GROANS)
Then I guess I don't need manners when I'm talking to you.
What are you doing here, Obi-Wan?
Great.
Well, your guard then? Or a bounty hunter?
There will be sweetmallows at the reception after.
Plus, imagine the look on your cousin's face
The Jedi will hunt himself.
(SPACECRAFT WHIRRING)
You just have to find yours.
It's important.
It's the past.
Something you want to say?
I mean it.
(IN JAWAESE)
Only you know how important she really is, Obi-Wan.
He's still alive.
You hunt Jedi.
MAN 3: Hi, Princess.
Now, if he were smart, he'd keep moving, but the Jedi Code is like an itch.
Master?
(GRUNTING)
You were once a great Jedi.
Is he okay?
You underestimate my need for insulin
That way, when you reach for anything,
(WHIRS)
you think of us.