Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace

- Captain.

- Yes, sir?

Tell them we wish

to board at once.

With all due respect...

the ambassadors for the supreme

chancellor wish to board immediately.

Yes, of course.

As you know,

our blockade is perfectly legal...

and we'd be happy

to receive the ambassadors.

I'm TC-14 at your service.

This way, please.

We are greatly honoured

by your visit, Ambassadors.

Make yourselves comfortable.

My master

will be with you shortly.

I have a bad feeling about this.

- I don't sense anything.

- It's not about the mission, Master.

It's something elsewhere, elusive.

Don't centre on your anxieties,

Obi-Wan.

Keep your concentration here and now,

where it belongs.

But Master Yoda said

I should be mindful of the future.

But not at the expense

of the moment.

Be mindful of the living Force,

young Padawan.

Yes, Master.

How do you think this trade viceroy

will deal with the chancellor's demands?

These Federation types are cowards.

The negotiations will be short.

What? What did you say?

The ambassadors are Jedi knights,

I believe.

I knew it.

They're here to force a settlement.

Distract them.

I will contact Lord Sidious.

Are you brain-dead?

I'm not going in there

with two Jedi.

Send a droid.

Is it in their nature

to make us wait this long?

No. I sense

an unusual amount of fear...

for something as trivial

as this trade dispute.

What is it?

This scheme of yours has failed,

Lord Sidious.

The blockade is fnished.

We dare not go against these Jedi.

Viceroy, I don't want

this stunted slime in my sight again.

This turn of events is unfortunate.

We must accelerate our plans.

Begin landing your troops.

My lord, is that legal?

I will make it legal.

And the Jedi?

The chancellor should never have

brought them into this.

Kill them immediately.

Yes, my lord.

As you wish.

Captain, look!

Shields...

Sorry.

Dioxis.

They must be dead by now.

Destroy what's left of them.

Oh! Excuse me.

- Check it out, Corporal. We'll cover you.

- Roger, roger.

Uh-oh. Blast them.

What is going on down there?

We lost the transmission, sir.

Have you ever encountered

a Jedi knight before, sir?

Well, no, but I don't...

Seal off the bridge.

- Yes, sir.

- That won't be enough, sir.

I want droidekas

up here at once!

We will not survive this.

Close the blast doors!

That will hold them.

They are still coming through.

This is impossible!

Where are those droidekas?

Master! Destroyers!

They have shield generators!

It's a standoff.

Let's go.

They're no match for droidekas.

Sir!

They've gone up

the ventilation shaft.

- Battle droids.

- It's an invasion army.

This is an odd play

for the Trade Federation.

We've got to warn the Naboo

and contact Chancellor Valorum.

Let's split up.

Stow aboard separate ships

and meet down on the planet.

You were right

about one thing, Master.

The negotiations were short.

Sir, a transmission

from the planet.

It's Queen Amidala herself.

At last we are getting results.

Again you come before us,

Your Highness.

You will not be so pleased when you hear

what I have to say, Viceroy.

Your trade boycott

of our planet has ended.

I was not aware of such failure.

I have word that the chancellor's

ambassadors are with you now...

and that you have been commanded

to reach settlement.

I know nothing

of any ambassadors.

You must be mistaken.

Beware, Viceroy.

The Federation

has gone too far this time.

We would never do anything

without the approval of the senate.

You assume too much.

We will see.

- She's right. The senate will never...

- It's too late now.

- Do you think she suspects an attack?

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