TPM - Line by Line

Anakin: But I...

 

Qui-Gon: Stay in that cockpit! We'll handle this.

 

Padmé: We'll take the long way.

 

Anakin: We gotta do something Artoo! I'm trying to! I don't know where the trigger is. Whoops, wrong one. Maybe it's this one! Nope. Wait, here it is. Yeah!

 

Padmé: Let's go!

 

Anakin: It's on automatic pilot! Try to override it.

 

Padmé: We don't have time for this, Captain.

 

Anakin: Look! They're they are! That's where the autopilot's taking us!

 

Jar Jar: Ah! Dumb droid. Ah, get off, get off! Oh, ah! Whoa. Whoa, ah!

 

Ric: The deflector shield's too strong!

 

Anakin: This is tense! Artoo, get us off this autopilot. It's gonna get us both killed. You did it, Artoo! Okay, let's go left. Go back? Qui-Gon told me to stay in this cockpit, so that's what I'm gonna do. I'll try spinning, that's a good trick. Aaaahhh! I know we're in trouble, just hang on!

 

Panaka: Go. Ascension guns.

 

Jar Jar: Retreat! Retreat! Dis is nutsen. Oh! Uh-oh, big boomers! Ah! Ohh! Ah! Hey! Hey! Gimme a lift! Hey! Ah! Ohhhhhh!

 

Tarpal: Jar Jar, usen the bomba.

 

Jar Jar: What? Mesa no have a booma!

 

Tarpals: Here! Taken dis one! Jump Jar Jar, jump!

 

Padmé: Put down your weapons. They win this round.

 

Anakin: We're hit Artoo. Whoaa! I'm trying to stop, I'm trying to stop! Everything's overheated. Whoops, this is not good.

 

Obi-Wan: NO!!!

 

Tarpals: No given up, General Jar Jar, wesa think of something!

 

3B3-888: Hands up.

 

Edit room.

Jar Jar: My give up. My give up.

 

Nute: You're little insurrection is at an end, your highness! Time for you to sign the treaty and end this pointless debate in the Senate.

 

Sabé: Viceroy! Your occupation here has ended!

 

Nute: After her! This one's a decoy!