Han, Leia and Chewie get an unexpected dinner guest; Obi-Wan and Yoda are once again no match for a Skywalker who’s set his mind on something.
Obi-Wan gets high on the Force; Qui-Gon’s got some thinking to do.
Maul tries to buddy up to some pirates in his latest attempt to ruin Obi-Wan’s life; Sheev’s got an idea.
Anakin leads the effort to get Poor Palpatine to safety; Obi-Wan takes in the view.
Leia and Han head off to the clouds; Yoda gets further proof that Luke is his father’s son.
Bail switches from uppers to downers; Obi-Wan puts on a show.
Not for the first (or last!) time, Luke learns that someone isn’t quite who he thought they were.
Anakin is well on the Road to Nowhere Good; Dooku learns an important lesson the hard way.
K-2 proves once again that droids should not stay with the ship; Krennic gets a talking-to; no cause is complete without a couple of space monk husbands.
Not content with the level of drama already present in the film version, Star Wars takes Episode 3 up a notch, and I cry.