Scene 18: Darth Maul stalks through the station’s corridors, until he reaches a great observation window, looking down over Nabooine. He snaps his fingers, and a spider-legged holo-projector (similar to the one scene in LI) scuttles over. Maul waves his hand, and a bluish-gray hologram appears before him – that of a hooded, wrinkled figure: Darth Sidious.
“Report,” Sidious growls.
“The Jedi have shown themselves, my Master,” Maul says, bowing his head slightly as he speaks to his master. “A full Knight, and his apprentice, have tried to pierce the blockade.”
“And you have killed them?” Sidious asks, mildly.
“They were… formidable, Master.”
Sidious growls. “Do not disappoint me again, Darth Maul. Everything we have planned for revolves around this moment. For millennia, the galaxy has forgotten us, but our time has come again to rise… and even the Jedi cannot stand in our way.”
Darth Maul nods. “We will have our revenge.”
“Good,” Sidious says, smiling. Then his scowl returns. “Now… report back to me when you have killed the Jedi.”
“As you wish, my Master,” Maul bows again, and the hologram flickers out. The spider-droid scuttles away, and Darth Maul gazes out the window. We see, simultaneously, the Federation army’s landing craft descending to the planet, and Darth Maul’s baleful reflection in the window, scowling down at the planet.
Scene 19: Down on Nabooine’s surface, in a dense, lush forest, an escape pod lays in a crater, still smoking and scarred from re-entry. The pod shakes suddenly, and the escape hatch is blown off. Qui-Gon Jin climbs out, smoothing his robes and looking around him. The sound of descending ships catches his eye, and he looks up, as Federation landing craft and fighters swoop overhead.
“Hoy, yoy!” we hear someone yelling from behind Qui-Gon. He turns behind him to look.
Jar-Jar Binks, looking more like someone who’s been living in the rough than he did in LI, emerges from the brush, holding a hand up to his face to block the glare as he, too, stares up at the ships. “Whosa dis! What happenin?!”
“The Trade Federation has chosen to invade, it appears,” Qui-Gon says, jumping down from his escape pod.
“The what?” Jar-Jar asks, staring at Qui-Gon. “And whosa are yousa, anyway?”
“I am Qui-Gon Jin,” Qui-Gon replies. “A Jedi Knight.”
Jar-Jar blows a raspberry at Qui-Gon. “Tell me anoddah one, no Jedi ever come out here!”
“And I suppose the planet being invaded is a common occurrence?” Qui-Gon asks, raising an eyebrow. “Today is a day for strange things, my friend. Now, who might you be?”
Jar-Jar gives Qui-Gon a once-over, looking suspicious. Finally, though, he says “Mesa Jar-Jar Binks.”
“Are you a native of Nabooine, Master Binks?” Qui-Gon asks.
“Hah! He wants ta know I’m a native,” Jar-Jar says to no-one in particular, shaking his head. “Jar-Jar been tryin’ ta get off dis place for years! I been marooned, ever since…” he trails off. “Eeeh, mebbe I don’t tell you all about dat right now.”
Qui-Gon shrugs. “Well, if you’ve been here for years, you must know your way around.”
“Maaaaaabee?” Jar-Jar says.
Qui-Gon: “I find myself in need of a guide. I must reach the planet’s capital, Theed, if I’m going to be any help in resisting this invasion.”
Jar-Jar: “Dat sounds kinda dangerous.”
Qui-Gon: “It likely will be, yes.”
Jar-Jar: “Jar-Jar don’ do dangerous, Mister Jedi, sorry.” He turns around to leave.
Qui-Gon: “I can’t make you take me there, Jar-Jar. But I can make it worth your while.”
Jar-Jar, walking away, waving goodbye. “Sure, sure!”
“I can see to it you are taken off-world, when all this is over,” Qui-Gon says, following him. “Anywhere you like – from Coruscant to Sollust, your choice.”
Jar-Jar stops, turning around. “Why should I believe you? Yousa crazy! Yousa think you’re some kinda Jedi.”
Qui-Gon smiles, and nods past Jar-Jar.
Behind Jar-Jar, we see a trio of rocks floating in the air, orbiting one another. Jar-Jar turns around to see what Qui-Gon’s indicating, and then jumps almost four feet back. “Whoa!” he yells. “You… yousa…” He turns to look back at Qui-Gon, who he’s practically jumped onto. “Yousa Jedi!”
Qui-Gon nods, smiling benevolently.
Jar-Jar sputters a little, before heading off in the opposite direction he’d been heading. “Dis way!” he calls back. “Theed-a dis way! Come on!”