In, As You Say -- The Mud.

 The Fool is Your Personal Hero 

Jordan Peterson

Remember -- A Jedi can Feel The Force FLOWING Through Him. 

Q : You mean it controls your actions? 

Partially -- But it also Obeys Your Commands.

 

 

NABOO SWAMP - TWILIGHT. QUI-GON runs through the strange landscape, glancing back to see the monstrous troop transports, emerging from the mist. Animals begin to run past him in a panic. An odd, frog-like Gungan, JAR JAR INKS, squats holding a clam he has retrieved from the murky swamp. The shell pops open. JAR JAR's greta tongue snaps out and grabs the clam, swallowing it in one gulp. JAR JAR looks up and sees QUI-GON and the other creatures running like the wind toward him. One of the huge MTT's bears down on the JEDI like a charging locomotive. JAR JAR stands transfixed, still holding the clam shell in one hand.

JAR JAR: Oh, noooooooooo! [JAR JAR drops the shell and grabs onto QUI-GON as he passes. The JEDI is caught by surprise.] Hey, help me! Help me!!

QUI-GON: Let go! [The machine is about tp crush them as QUI-GON drags JAR JAR behind him. Just as the transport is about to hit them, QUI-GON drops, and JAR JAR goes splat into the mud with him. The transport races overhead. QUI-GON and JAR JAR pull themselves out of the mud. They stand watching the war machine dissapear into the mist. JAR JAR grabs QUI-GON and hugs him.]

JAR JAR: Oyi, mooie-mooie! I luv yous! [The frog-like creature kisses the JEDI.]

QUI-GON: Are you brainless? You almost got us killed!

JAR JAR: I spake.

QUI-GON: The Ability to Speak does not make you intelligent. Now get outta here. [QUI-GON starts to move off, and JAR JAR follows.]

JAR JAR: No...no! Mesa stay... Mesa yous humble servaunt.

QUI-GON: That wont be necessary.

JAR JAR: Oh boot tis! Tis demunded byda guds. Tis a live debett, tis. Mesa culled Jaja Binkss. [In the distance, two STAPS burst out of the mist at high speed, chasing OBI-WAN.]

QUI-GON: I have no time for this now...

JAR JAR: Say what? [The two STAPS barrell down on OBI-WAN.] Oh, nooooo! Weesa ganna.... [QUI-GON throws JAR JAR into the mud.]

QUI-GON: Stay down! [His head pops up.]

JAR JAR: ...dieeee! [The two troops fire laser bolts at OBI-WAN. QUI-GON deflects the bolts back, and the STAPS blow up. One-two. OBI-WAN is exhausted and tries to catch his breath.]

OBI-WAN: Sorry, Master, The Water fried my weapon. [OBI-WAN pulls out his burnt laser sword handle. QUI-GON inspects it, as JAR JAR pulls himself out of The Mud.]

QUI-GON: You forgot to turn your power off again, didn't you? [OBI-WAN nods sheeplishly.] It won't take long to recharge, but this is a lesson I hope you've learned, my young Padawan.

OBI-WAN: Yes, Master.

JAR JAR: Yousa sav-ed my again, hey?

OBI-WAN: What's this?

QUI-GON: A Local. Let's go, before more of those droids show up.

JAR JAR: Mure? Mure did you spake??!? [OBI-WAN and QUI-GON start to run. JAR JAR tries to keep up.] Ex-squeeze me, but da moto grande safe place would be Otoh Gunga. Tis where I grew up...Tis safe city. [They all stop.]

QUI-GON: A city! (JAR JAR nods his head) Can you take us there?

JAR JAR: Ahhh, will...on second taut...no, not willy.

QUI-GON: No??!

JAR JAR: Iss embarrissing, boot... My afrai my've bean banished. My forgoten der Bosses would do terrible tings to my. Terrible tings if my goen back dare. [A PULSATING SOUND is heard in the distance.]

QUI-GON: You hear that -- [JAR JAR shakes his head yes.] That's the sound of A Thousand Terrible hings heading this way...

OBI-WAN: When they find us, they will crush us, grind us into little pieces, then blast us into oblivion!

JAR JAR: Oh! Yousa point is well seen. Dis way! Hurry! [JAR JAR turns and runs into The Swamp.]