"And...ACTION!"
"Luke, I am your father."
"Really?"
"No, not really. I'm actually just filling in for Darth Vader. I'm his brother."
"Cut!"
"Seriously, why would I say I'm his father? I'm his uncle for crying out loud!"
"But, you're not even related!"
"Sure we are. Remember? You actually got the guy's father for your movie."
"Well, yes."
"So I'm his brother. So instead of 'Luke I am your father' how about we do 'Luke I am your uncle'? And what's with the helmet? I thought he wore a black, voice altering helmet, not a football helmet spraypainted black."
"Well, that's how your brother got hurt. We had the Darth Vader helmet, but a light fell on his head. So, we changed it a little."
"Umm, guys. If I could interupt. This movie is very suckish. Why do they have to make a movie out of everything? Why couldn't they leave it as a book? And this whole scene is cliche. I'll bet Luke Castellan doesn't have to deal with this. I mean come on! Could you see Hermes in a black cape and a football helmet that has been spraypainted black walking up to luke and saying 'Luke I am your father'?"
"He has a point."
"He has no point!"
"Fine. I wonder where my brother is. He was supposed to come back today."
At the set next door...
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late."
Turns to the guy on stage.
"With great power, comes great responsibility."
"Whoops! Wrong set!"
THE END!
