Droids Meet Universes or The R2D2 and C3PO Show
Note: For the readers' convenience, Threepio has translated all of Artoo's lines.
"Who is the Captain"
(R2D2 and C3PO are aboard a Republic cruiser somewhere in space, sometime during the Clone Wars.)
Threepio: Artoo, who is the captain of this vessel?
Artoo: {Correct.}
Threepio: What you mean "correct"? What is his name?
Artoo: {No. What is the First Officer.}
Threepio: I don't know.
Artoo: {I don't know is the Director of Intelligence.}
Threepio: What?
Artoo: {First Officer.}
Threepio: Artoo, you are not making any sense. Let's try this again. Where is the Captain?
Artoo: {Where is the navigator.}
Threepio: Why are you asking me?
Artoo: {I'm not.}
Threepio: You are too.
Artoo: {Yes, I am Artoo.}
Threepio: *sigh* I know who you are. Please tell me the name of the captain.
Artoo: {Who is the captain.}
Threepio: That's what I've been asking you! Really, Artoo. If you didn't know the captain's name; you could have just said so.
Artoo: *turns around and rolls away*
Threepio: Don't roll away when I'm talking to you!
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(Artoo and Threepio are walking down a dark alley in the New York City neighborhood known as Hell's Kitchen after being teleported there by a blonde stranger.)
Threepio: This is all your fault, Artoo!
Artoo: {It is not my fault!}
Threepio: It is your fault. You got us into this mess.
Artoo: bleeep
Threepio: Don't you take that tone with me, Artoo. I told you that blonde fellow with the hammer wasn't Triple H. You went up to him and asked him if he was Triple H despite my telling you not to. You insulted him.
Artoo: {Nobody held a blaster to your head and forced you to translate what I said.}
Threepio: ....
Artoo: {Besides, I do not think that is why he sent us here. I apologized and he accepted my apology.}
Threepio: Well smart guy, if that wasn't the reason, then why did he teleport us to this place?
Artoo: {You were annoying him. Just like how you always annoy Captain Solo. I imagine if teleportation was an ability that Captain Solo possessed, he would be tempted to teleport you to some place far worse than this.}
Threepio: Why! I nev-- Uh, do you really think I annoy Captain Solo that much?
Artoo: {Yes.}
Then Threepio sees a masked man dressed in crimson. He approaches him.
Threepio: Hello sir! I am C-3PO, human cyborg relations.
Daredevil: You should really lay off the drugs, man.
Threepio: But sir! I'm a droid.
Daredevil: Sure you are pal. And I'm a Wookiee. Go home.
Daredevil leaves.
Threepio: How rude! And he's far too short to be a Wookiee.
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[This episode brought to you by the letter Q.]
Q teleports Thor to the Star Wars universe. Why you ask? Why does Q do anything? Thor finds himself about the Imperial Super Star Destroyer [i]Executor[/i]. Darth Vader confronts the intruder. Vader ignites his lightsaber and approaches Thor. Thor casually slaps the crimson blade aside. Then regrets doing so.
Thor: Ahhh!!! Ye gods!!!
Vader: I can't believe you did that.
Thor: Ow! Damn!
Vader: What kind of idiot would attempt to slap away a lightsaber with his bare hand?
Thor: Verily. I doth be a fool.
Vader: You're lucky your hand wasn't chopped in two at the palm. It's strange that it was merely burned severely and nearly severed.
Thor: Merely!? Doth ye have any idea how much this does hurt?
Vader: Yes. I do.
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Note: For the readers' convenience, Threepio has translated all of Artoo's lines.
"Who is the Captain"
(R2D2 and C3PO are aboard a Republic cruiser somewhere in space, sometime during the Clone Wars.)
Threepio: Artoo, who is the captain of this vessel?
Artoo: {Correct.}
Threepio: What you mean "correct"? What is his name?
Artoo: {No. What is the First Officer.}
Threepio: I don't know.
Artoo: {I don't know is the Director of Intelligence.}
Threepio: What?
Artoo: {First Officer.}
Threepio: Artoo, you are not making any sense. Let's try this again. Where is the Captain?
Artoo: {Where is the navigator.}
Threepio: Why are you asking me?
Artoo: {I'm not.}
Threepio: You are too.
Artoo: {Yes, I am Artoo.}
Threepio: *sigh* I know who you are. Please tell me the name of the captain.
Artoo: {Who is the captain.}
Threepio: That's what I've been asking you! Really, Artoo. If you didn't know the captain's name; you could have just said so.
Artoo: *turns around and rolls away*
Threepio: Don't roll away when I'm talking to you!
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(Artoo and Threepio are walking down a dark alley in the New York City neighborhood known as Hell's Kitchen after being teleported there by a blonde stranger.)
Threepio: This is all your fault, Artoo!
Artoo: {It is not my fault!}
Threepio: It is your fault. You got us into this mess.
Artoo: bleeep
Threepio: Don't you take that tone with me, Artoo. I told you that blonde fellow with the hammer wasn't Triple H. You went up to him and asked him if he was Triple H despite my telling you not to. You insulted him.
Artoo: {Nobody held a blaster to your head and forced you to translate what I said.}
Threepio: ....
Artoo: {Besides, I do not think that is why he sent us here. I apologized and he accepted my apology.}
Threepio: Well smart guy, if that wasn't the reason, then why did he teleport us to this place?
Artoo: {You were annoying him. Just like how you always annoy Captain Solo. I imagine if teleportation was an ability that Captain Solo possessed, he would be tempted to teleport you to some place far worse than this.}
Threepio: Why! I nev-- Uh, do you really think I annoy Captain Solo that much?
Artoo: {Yes.}
Then Threepio sees a masked man dressed in crimson. He approaches him.
Threepio: Hello sir! I am C-3PO, human cyborg relations.
Daredevil: You should really lay off the drugs, man.
Threepio: But sir! I'm a droid.
Daredevil: Sure you are pal. And I'm a Wookiee. Go home.
Daredevil leaves.
Threepio: How rude! And he's far too short to be a Wookiee.
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[This episode brought to you by the letter Q.]
Q teleports Thor to the Star Wars universe. Why you ask? Why does Q do anything? Thor finds himself about the Imperial Super Star Destroyer [i]Executor[/i]. Darth Vader confronts the intruder. Vader ignites his lightsaber and approaches Thor. Thor casually slaps the crimson blade aside. Then regrets doing so.
Thor: Ahhh!!! Ye gods!!!
Vader: I can't believe you did that.
Thor: Ow! Damn!
Vader: What kind of idiot would attempt to slap away a lightsaber with his bare hand?
Thor: Verily. I doth be a fool.
Vader: You're lucky your hand wasn't chopped in two at the palm. It's strange that it was merely burned severely and nearly severed.
Thor: Merely!? Doth ye have any idea how much this does hurt?
Vader: Yes. I do.
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