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- Yea, Tusken Raiders, ready ye the cups:
- I’ll swallow ye, be drunk upon your blood!
- [Exit Anakin to sounds of screams.]
- Enter YODA and MACE WINDU, on balcony.
- MACE
- What troubles you, good Master Yoda? Say,
- What phantom menace in your mind doth rise?
- YODA
- ’Tis pain, suffering,
- Death all around. Something vile
- Hath happen’d, in sooth.
- Young Skywalker, O!
- Another’s pain he borrows—
- Terrible sorrows.
- Act 4, Scene 1
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