Obi-wan: We need to decide which one of these children will grow up as a royal, living in the lap of luxury and wanting for nothing. And which one will be rudely banished to Sand-Chaffesillvania and farm moisture or whatever.
Yoda: OW!! BIT ME HE DID! THIS ONE GOES TO TATOOINE.
Obi-wan: HAHAHAHAHAHHA
Yoda: And master kenobi will go too. To keep an eye on him.
Obi: You little green son of a bitch.












