Palpatine’s on the verge of a promotion; Padme’s ready to throw down; Obi-Wan has another wonderful day.
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.
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.
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.)
Obi-Wan gets high on the Force; Qui-Gon’s got some thinking to do.
On the cusp of starting Luke’s Hero’s Journey in earnest, Obi-Wan places a quick phone call.
Obi-Wan gets sucker-punched in the Feels again; Qui-Gon literally rides around on a dragon.
Qui-Gon might be bleeding to death but he can still judge people; Obi-Wan joins the I Can Fly/Almost Crash-Land Anything club.
Junior Jedi Reject Obi-Wan takes a beating and learns about Space Mining Intrigue; Qui-Gon is not good with kids.