Yeah. I can see that. If I jump on your back, I suppose Force-sprinting after them is out of the equation?

Easy? No. But it might be fun.

You love me? You love me! I thought we decided not to fall in love. That we would be forced to live a lie. That it would destroy our lives.

Hnn, don't bother me... I'm sleeping.

It'd probably be in bad taste for a senator and Jedi to be caught down here.

Yeah. I can see that. If I jump on your back, I suppose Force-sprinting after them is out of the equation?

I'm Anakin Skywalker.

I saw my mother, I saw her as clearly as I see you now. She is suffering, Padmé. They're killing her! She is in pain!

I got bored. I thought we were heading into a battle.

After you, my love.

You need to remain calm. Think. Feel the intention of the trooper who will fire first. You should be able to sense the moment before they even pull the trigger. You ready? Begin.

What about Padmé?

'How could I hate a youngling? He's just a victim. He doesn't know what his father is. He just loves him and wants to go home.' And Anakin understood that simple hunger better than any Jedi he knew.

What's a tauntaun?

He feels too much, too keenly. Maybe that's what happens when you've got the highest midi-chlorian count in Jedi history. Maybe that's the trade-off. You feel everything, so you're brilliant. You feel everything, and it hurts.

"There's so many! Do they all have a system of planets?" "Most of them." "Has anyone been to 'em all?" "Not likely." "I wanna be the first one to see 'em all!"

I—my dreams are literal, Padmé. I wouldn't know a metaphor if it bit me. And I couldn't see the place you were in—you might not even be on Coruscant...

I had a dream I was a Jedi. I came back here and freed all the slaves. Have you come to free us?

Ahsoka, within you will be everything I am. All the knowledge I possess. Just as I inherited knowledge from my Master and he from his. You're part of a legacy.

No. When are you going to accept it, Obi-Wan? I'm not your meek little Padawan anymore. Don't get me wrong, I'll always listen to you. But that doesn't mean I'll always agree.

And if there was one thing Anakin found utterly intolerable it was the thought that a single soul might perish because he reached them too late. Did too little to save them, and not soon enough. He'd always been obsessed about that, but ever since Shmi...

Shh, shh. Easy, not a move. I'm going to need your cape and your mask.

"If you spent as much time practicing your saber techniques as you do your wit, you would rival Master Yoda as a swordsman." "I thought I already did." "Only in your mind, my very young apprentice."

What do you expect me to do? Close my eyes and whistle?

Anakin squirmed with the hope of being out from under so many critical eyes.

"I burn this armor and with it the name of Darth Vader. May the name of Anakin Skywalker be a light that guides the Jedi for generations to come."

Come on, this could be fun! For once we don't have to fear the Jedi Council discovering our relationship. Let's enjoy it!

"Next move?" "Spring the trap."

"I don't care about the Council! I'm telling you we need to return to Coruscant. People are counting on us." "What people?" "The... people of Coruscant."

They want me to spy on the Chancellor? That's treason.

It doesn't matter to them. It's a sign of respect. They know what you went through for them, day after day, battle after battle. Loyalty means everything to the clones.

Something's happening. I'm not the Jedi I should be. I want more, and I know I shouldn't.

What—oh no... That's not his fighter—but that has to be Obi-Wan.

Sure you do! You just don't want to tell me!

They're the ones who call me the chosen one! Chosen for what? To be a dupe in some slimy political game?

Put the ship down!

It was Obi-Wan's tactic. We perfected it together...

Listen, I would never let anyone hurt you, Ahsoka. Never.

But for now, when it mattered most, he felt all alone. So he smiled, but he was sick in spirit and lost in his heart. Perhaps sensing his discomfort, Obi-Wan reached over to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

I understand, Master. I know about significant decisions.

Anakin fidgeted.

"What's more, if Chancellor Palpatine had genuine concern for your welfare, he would have kept you closer to Coruscant." "Perhaps, Master. But then, who would look after you?"

I burn like a sun inside! (...) And I don't know what to do with it. I want to run. It makes me reckless, so I seek sensation. I don't blame any of you for—

Exhausted, hurting, Anakin smiled and smiled and smiled.

Aim right above the fuel cells!

I was about to say that.

Fear, hatred, anger... The old trio Anakin fought every day of his life, though he revealed his deepest emotions to only one man: Obi-Wan Kenobi, his master at the Jedi Temple.

Not another lecture. At least not on the economics of politics.

Just for emergencies. I promise I won't call or track you. You'll follow all their rules.

I wasn't strong enough to save you, Mom. I wasn't strong enough... But I promise I won't fail again. I miss you, so much.