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10/22/99, And Now For Something Completely
Different...part A **This product was not tested on either llamas
or betas. Read at your own [Star Wars music] [music stops]
DARTH MAUL: Aaaagh!
[Duel of the Fates music] [music
stops]
DARTH MAUL: Aaagh!
QUI-GON JINN: Ooh! DARTH MAUL: Utinni!
QUI-GON JINN: Oh! [Duel
of the Fates music] Ooh! [music
stops]
DARTH MAUL: Aaaagh! [clang]
DARTH MAUL and QUI-GON JINN: Agh!, oh!,
etc.
QUI-GON JINN: Aaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaah!
[woosh] DARTH MAUL: Umm! DARTH MAUL: None shall pass.
OBI-WAN: What?
DARTH MAUL: None shall pass.
OBI-WAN: I have no quarrel with you, O Sith,
but I must cross this DARTH MAUL: Then you shall die.
OBI-WAN: Death does not scare me, for I
will just turn blue and transparent.
DARTH MAUL: I move for no man.
OBI-WAN: So be it! OBI-WAN and DARTH MAUL: Aaah!, Utinni!,
etc. OBI-WAN: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
DARTH MAUL: 'Tis but a scratch.
OBI-WAN: A scratch? Your arm's off!
DARTH MAUL: No, it isn't.
OBI-WAN: Well, what's that, then?
DARTH MAUL: I've had worse.
OBI-WAN: You liar!
DARTH MAUL: Come on, you pansy!
[woosh] Huyah! OBI-WAN: Victory is mine! [DARTH MAUL sneaks up and kicks OBI-WAN]
DARTH MAUL: Hah! OBI-WAN: What?
DARTH MAUL: Have at you!
[kick]
OBI-WAN: Eh. You are indeed brave,
O Sith, but the fight is mine.
DARTH MAUL: Oh, had enough, eh?
OBI-WAN: Look, you pile of Bantha poodoo.
You've got no arms left.
DARTH MAUL: Yes, I have.
OBI-WAN: Look! DARTH MAUL: Just a flesh wound. OBI-WAN: Look, stop that.
DARTH MAUL: Chicken! [kick]
OBI-WAN: Look, I'll have your leg.
[kick] Right! [whop]
[OBI-WAN chops DARTH MAUL's right leg off]
DARTH MAUL: Right. I'll do you for
that!
OBI-WAN: You'll what?
DARTH MAUL: Come here!
OBI-WAN: What are you going to do, bleed
on me?
DARTH MAUL: I'm invincible!
OBI-WAN: You're a looney.
DARTH MAUL: The Sith always triumph!
Have at you! Come on, [OBI-WAN cuts DARTH MAUL in half.]
DARTH MAUL: Oh? All right, we'll call
it a draw.
OBI-WAN: Come, Anakin.
[OBI-WAN and ANAKIN cross the bridge, ignoring
DARTH MAUL.]
DARTH MAUL: Oh. Oh, I see. Running
away, eh? You pansy little Jedi! THE END (we hope.) |