Qui-Gon collects his winnings; Anakin says a significant goodbye (and a significant hello); Palpatine is, was, and ever shall be the goddamn worst.
Qui-Gon makes the galaxy’s most significant bet; Anakin probably buys that Boonta Eve poster he keeps in his room later.
Having survived the first part of their assignment, the Jedi Kids Club takes to the sky — and runs into the Jedi Order’s Crazy Drunk Uncle.
Not content with the level of drama already present in the film version, Star Wars takes Episode 3 up a notch, and I cry.
Obi-Wan discovers the other half of the Clone Wars; Anakin has maybe the second-worst day of his life.
Obi-Wan gets back to doing with he loves; the gang gains a smug new pilot and gets the hell off Tatooine (for now.)
In a novel twist for Star Wars, Kenobi saves Skywalker and feels sad about things.
Kanan has a flashback to that time that Everything Changed.
Padme makes her exit with some insightful commentary; Luke and Leia make their sorrow-tinged debut; Obi-Wan and Anakin break up; Sidious hangs up the Mission Accomplished banner.
Kanan takes on another student (and is bringing his Jedi Master A-game to the party); Sabine becomes the latest person to maybe have a destiny they don’t exactly want.