The first 200 lines.
And now, back to VH1's
Salute to Singers From the '90s.
Today's installment, ''Why they all needed to turn every vowel into the letter 'A.'''
lt used to bay
That you loved may
But now it's nineteen-ninetay
And I have to set
you Fray
fray
The letter A The A, the A
The letter A
Thank yay!
-Oh, no! -Not again!
We're about to do Jedi, aren't we?
Let's iust get through this.
lnform the commander that Lord Vader's shuttle has arrived.
And also, we're missing a bunch of snow shovels From the storeroom.
Does anyone know anything about that?
-Uh... Snow shovels? No. Haven't seen any. -No.
-Haven't heard about it. No idea. -No.
Oh, my God, that was absolute hell!
l just... l don't understand why...
l mean, we're in a galaxy Far, Far away,
and we still have to change in Atlanta.
Hi, Darth. You got any bags, or did you leave Mrs. Vader at home?
lt's you? Are we already out of our own characters?
-What? -How's the construction going?
Oh, Fantabulously.
Remember how last time they skimmed along a trench
and then blew it up by shooting through a hole?
-Yeah. -Well, now there's no trench.
Great. Is there a hole?
-Yes. -What?
-There is. -Well, if l were you, l'd repair that hole
-before the Emperor arrives. -The Emperor is coming here?
Yeah. He loves this place.
l was there when he came up with the idea For the Death Star.
-Hey... Hey, Darth? Darth? -Yeah? What?
That. That's what.
What? It's a circle.
lt's a good circle, l'll give you that.
-No. No, no. Space station. -What?
-Yep. - What?
-Yep, it is. -No way!
lt is. It is, big time.
You sure this is where we'll Find Captain Solo?
Yep, this is it. Corner of Tatooine Way and Martin Luther King Boulevard.
-Hi, Artoo! You wanna come play? -Sure!
Here lam on ratooine
Jumping Double Dutch like you never seen
l know my way around a rope
Help me, Obi-Wan You're my only hope
-Yes? -Hi, we have a message For Jabba the...
No, Mister Jabba no home.
Oh.
-Can we leave it with someone, because... -No, no.
Hey, look! Jabba's cat escaped!
l sure hope he doesn't blame the help!
Kitty! Kitty! Kitty, kitty, kitty! Kitty!
Oh, my God!
Alec Baldwin?
Wow. There are all kind of manner of crazy monsters in here.
Yeah, and they added even more For the special edition.
Hey, what are you guys doing here?
Artoo, play him the message.
Greetings, exalted one. it's me, Luke Skywalker.
I seek an audience with Your Slimness to bargain For Captain Solo's life.
As a token of my good will, l present to you a gift, these two droids.
Wait a minute, does he have the right to give us away?
He iust stole us From his dead uncle.
...triple-dog-dare.
Kid's tongue stuck to a ass.
Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty...
Sorry!
Sorry. Been building up For a while.
Sorry.
l'm sorry.
l'm so sorry about this.
Sorry. There we are.
-l can't see! -Just relax.
You have hibernation sickness, but your eyesight will return in time.
-Where am l? -Jabba's palace.
Who are you?
Someone who loves you.
Whoa! You are smothering me, and l need my space.
Wait a minute, who's that? l know that laugh.
lt's the 7Up guy!
-lt's not the 7Up guy. -Yeah, it is.
Hey, say, ''Crisp and clean, no caffeine.''
-Han? What are you doing here? -Chewie? Is that you?
Yeah, it's me. l got caught eating out of Jabba's trash.
Well, l guess the good news is
we're not being pushed into a giant anus in the desert.
-What's wrong with your eyes? -l'm blind.
lt's part of the hibernation sickness. That and these lesions,
and the Fatigue that l've been Feeling, and the persistent cough.
You might, uh... You might have two things.
How did he get in?
l let him in. What, was that not cool?
Nice to see you, Jabba.
Um... Leia, wow.
-l didn't get raped. Okay? -Okay.
-Okay? -Okay!
l'm here to bargain For Han Solo and the rest of my Friends.
What's your price?
Master Luke, be careful! You're standing on...
Threepio, please. Whatever you have to say
cannot possibly be as important as this conversation.
But you're standing on a trap door, and if Jabba pushes the button...
Threepio, what did l iust say?
But there's a trap door right under your Feet!
There's a huge monster down there, and if Jabba hits the button,
the trap door's gonna open,
you're gonna fall down into the dungeon below
-and get eaten by the monster! -Threepio, please! We're talking!
Oh, my God!
Rush Limbaugh!
Limbaugh Rule Number One,
no tax-dodging Jedis in my pit!
Religion is tax-exempt! Jedi is a religion!
Oh, Luke! Did you want me to throw you your lightsaber?
Yeah, about 10 minutes ago!
Just so you know, the compartment l keep your lightsaber in is my rectum.
The mighty Jabba has decreed that you are to be thrown into the Sarlacc pit.
There, you will discover a new meaning of pain and suffering
as you are slowly digested over 1,000 years.
No sweat. l'm bringing a box of All-Bran.
l'll be sprayed all over the desert in a week.
Right? Big lips on a stick knows what l'm talking about.
Ha! Fiber!
Still alive!
-What's going on? -We just got to the Sarlacc pit.
-What's that? -lt's this disgusting, horrible creature
that's worse than anything you could ever imagine.
Victims of the almighty Sarlacc!
His Excellency hopes that you will die honorably.
But, should any of you wish to beg for mercy,
the great Jabba the Hutt will now listen to your pleas.
Please don't kill us! We won't do it again, honest!
We'll be good, mister! We was just fooling around, is all!
Jabba! This is your last chance!
Free us or die!
Well?
We're waiting.
No!
Han, look out! Boba Fett is right behind you!
All right, when l give the signal, we get him!
-What happened? -He Fell.
-Huh? -He Fell. Fell in the pit.
-Oh! Good. -Yeah.
Wait a minute! What are you doing? l thought you were blind!
l am!
lt's okay, though.
Just hang on!
Gotcha !
You want some laser hair removal, while l'm at it?
-No, thanks. -You sure?
Come on, we gotta get out of here!
Hello?
Okay, so l'm going to the Dagobah system...
-You gotta speak up. -l'm going to the Dagobah system !
l still can't hear you.
-l said l'm going... -lt's a machine! l got you!
You've reached Han Solo. Please leave a message after the blorp.
Hey, we got any of those Chips Ahoy! left?
No, those are all gone.
Well, now nobody gets them.
Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!
Emperor! Great to see you!
Hey, this is Jeremy. He's from...
You know, he's from the program, and he wants to meet you.
Well, hey, Jeremy! How do you like the Death Star so far?
-Good. -Awesome!
You gotta come back next year, when it's done.
Oh... Okay, we're gonna move on now.
lf you ever do that to me again, l swear to God...
l know! l know! Nobody told me.
They kind of just dropped him on me at the last minute. l couldn't say no, man.
So, l think you'll be happy.
The Death Star's going to be completed on schedule.
-Excellent. -There is one thing, though,
and l'm sorry about this, but your room's not ready till 4:00.
So feel free to use our business center,
or enioy the pool.
Stop it. Knock it off.
Cut it out. Stop it!
l deserve to relax, too.
Master Yoda, l've come back to complete the training.
Oh, you're done. There's no more training.
Then l am a Jedi.
No, not yet. First you have to confront Vader.
Master Yoda, is Darth Vader my father?
Yeah, it's either Darth Vader or Paul Reiser,
but they don't want to know which one is your real father,
so they're gonna raise you together.
-Oh, my God! -Yeah, and l got some more bad news.
l'm getting really old and l'm not feeling so hot,
and l think l might die soon.
- Luke. -Yeah?
Do not underestimate the powers of the Emperor.
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