(backstage)
SM- I'm not doing this.
J- Come on...
SM- No!
J- Steven
SM- I won't
J- Yes
SM- No!
J- Yes! you have to!
SM- No! I will NOT interview that...that THING!
J- He's a Yuuzhan Vong, not a thing.
SM- I don't care!
J- He was the only one I could get
SM- It's bad enough you got a Vong but did you have to get HIM?
J- He was the only one I could get
SM (sighs) - Fine, I'll do it. I can't wait for Lori to get back.
(Steven walks toward the stage, as john calls after him)
J- Be nice.
(onstage)
SM- Alright folks since Lori is off somewhere with Obi-Wan John had to get the guest for today so don't blame me. So let's bring the slime-ball now. He's lower than Hutt slime, smells worse than wet Wookiee, and will kiss anyone's a...
J- STEVEN!!!
SM- to get ahead, Nom Anor.
NA- It is a dishonor to do this
SM- You disgust me
NA- And you disgust me infidel.
SM- So how long have the Vong been planning this invasion
NA- I have been in your wretched galaxy for about fifty years.
SM- hmmm I see. To bad it will all be for nothing.
NA- What do you mean?
SM- We're going to kick you out of the galaxy
NA- Your infidel weapons are no match for our biotechnology
SM- Wanna bet
NA- I should send you to your death right now
SM- You don't have the guts
NA- I would, but you don't deserve an honorable demise.
SM- I knew you didn't have the guts
(The Falcon comes crashing through the roof and Lori gets out with a lightsaber)
L- DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(She cut's off Nom Anor's head while Steven looks on in disbelief)
SM- I love you!
(Obi-Wan comes out of the Falcon)
OW- Lay off, she's mine.
SM- We'll talk about that later, we're out of time today
SM- I'm not doing this.
J- Come on...
SM- No!
J- Steven
SM- I won't
J- Yes
SM- No!
J- Yes! you have to!
SM- No! I will NOT interview that...that THING!
J- He's a Yuuzhan Vong, not a thing.
SM- I don't care!
J- He was the only one I could get
SM- It's bad enough you got a Vong but did you have to get HIM?
J- He was the only one I could get
SM (sighs) - Fine, I'll do it. I can't wait for Lori to get back.
(Steven walks toward the stage, as john calls after him)
J- Be nice.
(onstage)
SM- Alright folks since Lori is off somewhere with Obi-Wan John had to get the guest for today so don't blame me. So let's bring the slime-ball now. He's lower than Hutt slime, smells worse than wet Wookiee, and will kiss anyone's a...
J- STEVEN!!!
SM- to get ahead, Nom Anor.
NA- It is a dishonor to do this
SM- You disgust me
NA- And you disgust me infidel.
SM- So how long have the Vong been planning this invasion
NA- I have been in your wretched galaxy for about fifty years.
SM- hmmm I see. To bad it will all be for nothing.
NA- What do you mean?
SM- We're going to kick you out of the galaxy
NA- Your infidel weapons are no match for our biotechnology
SM- Wanna bet
NA- I should send you to your death right now
SM- You don't have the guts
NA- I would, but you don't deserve an honorable demise.
SM- I knew you didn't have the guts
(The Falcon comes crashing through the roof and Lori gets out with a lightsaber)
L- DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(She cut's off Nom Anor's head while Steven looks on in disbelief)
SM- I love you!
(Obi-Wan comes out of the Falcon)
OW- Lay off, she's mine.
SM- We'll talk about that later, we're out of time today