We go back to the beginning, which is easily as weird and dorky as the middle and the end. (Also Obi-Wan’s terrible haircut is there.)
Artoo saves the gang for the first of what is surely at least a hundred times by now; it’s time once again for some coarse, rough, irritating sand.
Qui-Gon makes the galaxy’s most significant bet; Anakin probably buys that Boonta Eve poster he keeps in his room later.
Qui-Gon collects his winnings; Anakin says a significant goodbye (and a significant hello); Palpatine is, was, and ever shall be the goddamn worst.
Palpatine’s on the verge of a promotion; Padme’s ready to throw down; Obi-Wan has another wonderful day.
Sheev gets the dominoes lined up; Obi-Wan gets a really important assignment (and lives through more trauma); Yoda is understandably not sure about any of this.