Imperial Officers' Club
Episode 9: When Worlds Collide

by
Ian Brazee-Cannon



Navigator- Sirs, we are approaching 
                the planet Naboo.
Motti- Naboo? Never heard of it.
Piett- Isn't that were cookies come
         from?
Motti- We should send down a landing
           party and explore the planet.

Piett- Wow, what a rush
Motti- What's that?
Piett- I feel as though we are entering
      Some kind of space/time wormhole
      taking us into the past
Motti- That's just the booze talking
Piett- Your probably right

Motti- Swamps? I thought there was
          was a great city on this planet.
Officer None- There is sir.  As well as
                     grass covered plains.
Piett- Wow, a world with multiple
          environments
Motti- I guess anything is possible.

Motti- What is that?
Jar-Jar- hey-oo, me'ssa Jar-Jar Binks
Motti- Huh? It sounds like it's drunk
Piett- It says it's name is Jar-Jar Binks
Jar-Jar- Tha'tsa what Iss says, okie-day

Motti- It's obvious we're not going to
           find intelligent life in this area
Piett- But, I think he's kind of cute
         Let's keep him
Motti- That has to be the booze

Motti- Maybe we can go...
Jar-Jar- Whooh...Me'ssa gonna fall'in
Motti- Now What?
Piett- Hey, watch where you're falling!

Jar-Jar- Me'ssa sooo sorry
Piett- You spilled my drink.
Motti- We'll get you a fresh drink when
          we get back ot the ship
Piett- I don't think I like him any more

Piett- I'm going to kill you
Officer None- Admiral, I found several
                creatures that wish to speak
                with you
Motti- More aliens


Nute Gunray- Greetings, we are with 
                     the Trade Federation
Motti- More drunk talk.  At least you
         guys are legible.  Piett.
Piett- What now?
 

Motti- Find out what they want.
Piett- Who cares? I need to get a fresh
         Drink.
Rune- We can get you a drink
Piett- Really?
Jar-Jar- Me'ssa lose only friend

Motti- Get away from me
Jar-Jar- Me'ssa trip'in over me'ss feet
            again
Motti- Ahh...
Jar-Jar- Whoops
 

Jar-Jar- I'ss in big poo now.
Piett- What do I have to do to get 
          that drink?
Rune- You shall have your men compete
    Against our battle droids, to the death
Piett- Deal.

To be Continued...

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