As all the excitement dies down to a mere feverpitch, the crew rolls the pod racer into the hanger. Battou is hovering there with a very sour look on his face. He flies up to Hotohori.

Battou: You! You swindled me! You knew the boy was going to win! Somehow you knew it!
Hotohori: Whenever you gamble, my friend, eventually you'll lose. Bring the parts to the main hanger. I'll come by your shop later so you can release the boy.
Battou: You can't have him! It wasn't a fair bet!
Hotohori: Would you like to discuss it with the Hutts...I'm sure they can settle this. In fact, I saw one up in the stands boffing a...
Battou: Forget it! Take him! Though...if you do see her, ask her if she's got a large inflatable penis I lost the other day, would you?
Hotohori: You have GOT to be kidding me, fair tradesman.

Lina and the droids meet up with Chichiri, who's shown up to pick up the parts. He puts them one at a time under his hat and they disappear off to the ship. Hotohori joins them.

Hotohori: Start getting this hyperdrive generator installed. I'm going
back...some unfinished business. I won't be long.
Chichiri: Da! You've finally come down off your high horse and are actually associating with the lower classes, na no da?
Lina: Oh, Hotohori, I always knew you were a sweet guy underneath it all.
Hotohori: It's the pathetic life form responsible for getting those parts. I'm going to hurry back as fast as possible.

Kaoru is practicing a few swings in the MicroDojo (well, what do you expect in a slave hovel? At least there's room to swing a sword) when Hotohori and Yahiko burst in.

Yahiko: Mom! We sold the pod! Look at all the money we have!
Kaoru: Oh, my goodness...that's wonderful. I could actually go out for lunch for once.
Hotohori: And Yahiko has been freed.

This is a piece of news.

Yahiko: What? Mom...
Kaoru: Terriffic. Get him out of my hair...wait. Now he can boss me around. Oh, crud, this isn't good. Will you take him with you? Is he to become a Jedi?
Hotohori: Eh, get him through puberty and maybe he'll be handsome enough to cut it. But you may not be accepted by the Council.
Yahiko: You mean I get to go with you in your starship and everything?!
Hotohori: Yahiko, training to be a Jedi will not be an easy challenge. I mean, look at me. I actually had to take a mud bath, for God's sakes. And even now, every day there's the threat that I become dirty, or get my clothes torn. I don't know how I make it sometimes.
Yahiko: But it's what I want. What I've always dreamed about. Can I go,
Mom?!
Kaoru: ...yes.
Hotohori: Then, pack your things. We haven't much time.
Yahiko: What about Mom? Is she free, too? You're coming, aren't
you, Mom?
Kaoru: Son, my place is here. My future is here. It is time for you to let
go...to let go of me. I cannot go with you.
Yahiko: Mom...I almost feel sorry for you...I mean, all my life I've made fun of you and kicked you around, but somehow or another, you really mean...
Hotohori: Hurry up with the goddam plot contrivance, I'll wait for you outside. *mumbling* Just show the noseless jerks who's boss, that's all Ambassador Ex-Emperor Hotohori was supposed to be doing, none of this wandering around sandboxes...

Outside, Yahiko is running to catch up with Hotohori. Before he can, he runs into his friend Hayama. Hayama offers Yahiko his hand.

Hayama: I heard you're going.
Yahiko: Yeah. Keep a good eye on C-Thru-PO for me, will you? I think Mom wants to get rid of her.
Hayama: I will.

Pause.

Hayama: Yahiko...
Yahiko: Yes?
Hayama: I don't hate you. I never have. Now I'm as jealous as all getout, but I don't hate you.

Yahiko gives his best friend a hug and then runs after Hotohori. We have a 2-shot of Hayama almost expressing emotion and Kaoru sitting in the dust, fighting back tears.

Jump cut to somewhere outside of the city. Hotohori and Yahiko have almost made it out to the ship, when all of a sudden...

Yahiko: Hey, Emperor guy!
Hotohori: Yahiko, look out!

Out from behind a sand dune comes Darth Jinnai, leading a squad of Bugrom. He is laughing like an especially mad coot.

Jinnai: Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha! Wait! Come back here, I'm not done with you yet. Sit down. Now then. Ha ha ha ha! Wait! I'm really going to be menacing and evil this time. Are you ready? BOTH of you? Cut it out, kid, LOOK at me for God's sakes! I'm threatening-- oh, now don't BOTH of you start! All right, that's enough! I've had it with the two of you, I'm going to kill you without any kind of a proper speech! Groucho! Harpo! Chico! Zeppo! Er, Beano! Whizzo! Get 'em!

Two rows of Bugrom jump out to face Bored Emperor Hotohori. He slashes them into fine slices with a quick slash or three of his light saber. Then he switches it off and turns his back. Yahiko follows him.

Yahiko: What was that all about?
Hotohori: You've got me. Some tourist guy asking for directions, I guess.

They get aboard the space ship, and are picked up by a surprisingly nervous crew.

Hotohori: What's up with you lot? What's the matter?
Chichiri: What was it, na no da?
Hotohori: Just...this...guy, I guess.
Nakago: But he was well trained in the Jedi arts! My guess is he was after the Queen.
Hotohori: Except that, last time I checked, your opinion didn't count for shit, so just sit down and shut UP!!!
Yahiko: I think pretty boy's brain has been baking in the sun too much.
Yurika: Young man! Watch your mouth, that's no way to speak to people older than you.
Yahiko: Fine. *%$# you, you...

and just as Yahiko is about to make a vulgar remark involving the breeding habits of several genera of invertebrates, Hotohori uses the power of the Force to get everyone's attention by glowering and staring into a breeze that was blowing down the corridor for no real reason.

Hotohori: Don't you have a space ship to be flying?
Yurika: Oh, crudola! Be back in a minute.
Hotohori: Now, then. Yahiko Skywalker, meet Chichiri the Monk and this other guy.
Nakago: Hello, young impressionable child.
Chichiri: Da! I'm pleased to meeeeeee...!

The whole group is thrown into a ball that rolls to the back of the ship as the spacecraft goes zooming up at a 60 degree angle.

Yurika: *loudspeaker* Sorry about that, folks, but the good news is we just missed the mountain range! We'll be entering hyperspace shortly, so please extinguish all smoking materials...
Yahiko: Orooooo...

Back on Foosheegee, the shit is really hitting the fan. The throngs are panicking and rioting, in desperate need of their MSG and partially hydrogenated vegetable oil. Nanami is yucking it up at Taiitsu-kun's expense.

Nanami: Wheb are you goig to gib ub dis boindless straig? Your Queen is losd, your beeble are starbig, ad you, Gubbinor, are goig do die!
Taiitsu-kun: This invasion will gain you nothing. We're a democracy.
Nanami: If dis id a demogracy lige on Earth, den we're just buyig de elegshun ad cuddig oud da middle man! Ha ha ha!

Taiitsu-kun is dragged out, and Nanami goes back to watching "Wall Street Week--Special Long Time Ago and Far Away Edition".

The Foosheegee spaceship is winging its way through hyperspace. Miaka has been watching the inflight movie ("The Rocketeer") and is bored silly. She wraps her thin blanket around her pajamas and starts wandering around the ship. Presently she finds Yahiko, staring at the stars as they zip by. He's shivering under two blankets, and looking kind of miserable. Miaka is inspired by the moment.

Miaka: Yahiko-kun...I can't sleep.
Yahiko: Me neither. And, I've got the runs.

Miaka tries another approach.

Miaka: I'm cold.
Yahiko: Me too. But I can't turn up the thermostat.

He points to the corner where Lina is curled up under her cape. In her sleep, she's holding up a sign that says, "Touch the thermostat and you die, buster."

Miaka gives it one last try.

Miaka: Would you like some fellatio?
Yahiko: No, thanks, I can't handle twirling pasta. Oh, don't go, I almost forgot.

He lurches up and gives her an ugly, rusted hunk of metal with razor sharp edges sticking up at odd angles from it.

Yahiko: I made this for you. So you'd remember me.
Miaka: Thank you, but...I don't need this to remember you. Many things will happen when we reach the capital, but my caring for you will remain.
Yahiko: You seem sad.
Miaka: The Queen is worried. Her people are suffering...dying. She cares for them very much, and would do anything for them. I care for you that way.
Yahiko: I care for you, too. Only, I miss...
Miaka: You miss your mother.
Yahiko: Yes. Running jokes aside, I really do.

Miaka throws her arms tightly around Yahiko, inadvertantly letting go of the metal ball thing.

Lina: Aaaaaaugh!

Finally, they land on the city-planet of Kimagure, the bureaucratic city of the galaxy. From space, it looks like one enormous orange. It has moved seven times within the past few years because star systems would sense that there was something inhuman about it, and it would feel uncomfortable and leave. Now, it's kind of in between solar systems, getting a little on the cold side, but then, life's not easy for a bureaucrat.

Supreme Chancellor Ikari, Senator Pedipalpatine and their funky bunch are waiting for the spacecraft to land. It taxis up and puts down its landing platform just fine, but things are held up a moment. From behind the closed shuttle doors...

Koji: Knock, knock. Who's there? The Queen. The Queen who? The Queen Yui! The Queen Meeee? No, the Queen Yui Iactuallyhaveapersonality of Foosheegee!
Hotohori: Would you OPEN THE DOORS AND LET US GO!
Koji: You're no fun.

The doors open. Yui walks out looking very regal in her school fuku, thank you very much, and is sporting a new funky hairdo. Chiriko is skipping to and fro playing some nice martial music. Koji, Tasuki and Miaka (in her repaired Larva costume) are walking a discreet distance behind Yui. Hotohori and Chichiri walk side by side, letting the ambient light cast very handsome shadows on their faces. Nakago walks beside them, but doesn't look nearly as handsome, just angsty. Lina and Yahiko, feeling kind of out place in all the formality, bring up the rear. The Emessen crew of the shuttle, for no real reason, are in their beach outfits.

Diva: It is a great gift to see you alive, Your Majesty. May I present Supreme Chancellor Ikari.
Ikari: Welcome, your highness. It is an honor to finally meet you in person. I've called for a special session of the Senate to hear your position.
Yui: I am grateful for your concern, Chancellor.
Ikari: Everything is proceeding according to the plan.
Diva: There is a question of procedure, but I feel confident we can stick a knife in it. Er, metaphorically speaking...
Megumi: Where's the beach?
Seiya: Right! Who's up for some really cruddy ramen?
Hotohori: Wait a moment...

The group falls silent. Hotohori and Chichiri wait until Queen Yui has signaled them to come forward before they move from where they are. The momentary tension of the situation has passed.

Lina: Huh. I guess that's the kind of stuff you have to know if you're a queen.
Yahiko: Well, forget it! I'm never going to be a queen!

The Foosheegeeans, Lina and Yahiko pile into a taxi and take off into the city. The Jedi stay with Ikari.

Hotohori: I must speak with the Jedi Council immediately, Your Honor.
Ikari: Emperor, we need you to pilot an Evangelion...
Hotohori: Bring it up with your son. Look, I'm out of here. I'm done associating with you moronic commoners, I've had it with bunging around the galaxy like I'm some kind of interplanetary air hockey puck, and you give me the heebie-jeebies. See ya!
Chichiri: Ditto! See ya, no da!
Yurika: And we're going to find a beach around here somewhere! See ya!

Somewhere in Kimagure, Lina and Yahiko are eavesdropping on Queen Yui debating issues of vital import with Senator Pedipalpatine. They can't hear it all, but they do get snatches of the conversation.

Diva: ...greedy, squabbling delegates...little chance the Senate...
Yui: Chancellor Ikari seems to...
Diva: ...real power...mired down by baseless accusations...
Yui: ...
Diva: ...push for the election...
Yui: He has been our strongest supporter...
Lina: Any idea what's going on?
Yahiko: None.

Nakago walks into the room, adjusting his hair and his clothing.

Lina: Where've you been?
Nakago: None of your beeswax. But, if you're having your period, I'd get a tampon from somewhere OTHER than the ladies' rooms in this building.
Lina: Jerk.
Yahiko: Lina, isn't that WAX fruit you're eating?

Across town, behind the sign saying "Temple of the Jedi--Marriages On Demand!" is the rather chintzy Temple of the Jedi. Inside, in the foyer, are a dozen Jedi lounging around on beat-up motel furniture, speaking with Hotohori and Chichiri. In pole position is Cherry the Deranged Monk. To one side of him are Tenchi, Mihoshi, Kiyone and Washuu. To the other, on the next couch over, are Youshou, Ryoko, Princess Ayeka and Samuel L. Jackson. On the third sofa are Shayla-Shayla, Afura, Miz Mishtal and Ula the Bodyguard Cat.

Ryoko: Samuel L. Jackson? You're not an anime character!
SLJ: Listen up, bitch. I'm the baddest man alive. If I want to be in a fucking anime, I end up in a fucking anime. Preguntas?
Everyone: No, sir.
Mihoshi: Uh, uh, uh, I have a question!
Everyone: *wince*
SLJ: ...yes?
Mihoshi: Uh, uh, uh, aren't, uh, uh, there only supposed to be a, er, dozen, er, Jedi talking to these two, right? Well, uh, that's 12. I remember that. So, uh, don't we have to, uh, get rid of someone? Uh, someone who's, uh, not a Jedi?
Cherry: Yes. Ula?
Ula: Nya! Tenchi, scram.

Tenchi gets up and leaves.

Washuu: Well, as ANY scientist can tell you, there's no need for Tenchi.
Cherry: Hotohori-daitouryou, up with it finish.
Hotohori: Ahem. My only conclusion can be that it was a Bugrom Lord.
SLJ: Fuckin' shit! A Bugrom Lord.
Hotohori: Yes, and I'm the one who thought of it. It was me all along.
Ayeka: Oh, my! That's impossible! The Bugrom have been extinct since the end of the OAV's!
Hotohori: I know, but I'm telling you, I'm the one who realized that there are still Bugrom out there! It was me!

Chichiri starts to sweat, not just visibly, not just aromatically, but audibly.

Cherry: The very Republic is threatened, if involved the Bugrom are.
SLJ: I do not believe they could have returned without us knowing.
Hotohori: Me, I'm telling you! Me! Me! Me!
Cherry: Hard to see, the Dark Side is. Why then, they call it the Dark Side, that is. Dark, as in, hard to see. *squints* I can't see! I can't see!
Washuu: Cherry, darling, you remember that you were supposed to take the RED pills THIS morning, and the BLUE ones TOMORROW morning!
Cherry: Discover who this assassin is, we must.
Hotohori: MEEEEE! MEEEEEE!

Chichiri has sweated himself into superdeformity. The three priestesses are looking at his sweating with visible terror.

Shayla-Shayla: Some days, I tell you, I'm soooo glad I'm not the water priestess.
Youshou: I sense he will reveal himself again.
Hotohori: To meeeeee! Mphr.
Chichiri: Dark Side be damned, I have to shut him up, no da! Is there anywhere where I can get a Valium for this guy, na no da?
Washuu: Here, let me give him a shot in the arm.
Chichiri: But you'll leave a mark on his skin, no da!
Washuu: OK, then, eardrops.
Afura: This attack was with...
SLJ: My line, bitch. This attack was with purpose, that is clear, and I agree that the Queen is the target.
Afura: ...If I may, you must stay with this Queen of the Foosheegee.
Mihoshi: Which queen? Aren't they all...
Kiyone: No, they're not, Mihoshi, just play along.
Washuu: There, Emperor, all better.

Emperor Hotohori now looks like the fourth member of the Clamp Campus Detectives.

Cherry: May the Force be with you.
Hotohori: With your permission, my Master, I have encountered a vergence in the Force.
Cherry: A vergence, you say?
SLJ: I'm about to get vergential on your...
Ayeka: Located around a person, Highness?
Hotohori: A boy...his cells have the highest concentration of supaadifuomu I have ever seen in a life form. It is possible he was conceived by the supaadifuomu.
Shayla-Shayla: You're refering to the prophecy?
SLJ: In the book of Ezekiel? God, I loved that scene.
Miz: The one who will bring balance to the Force...you believe it's this boy?
Hotohori: *annoying dipshit smile, flaps fan out* I don't presume...
Cherry: But you do! Revealed your opinion is.
Hotohori: But I'll never openly admit to it! I'll just be a super nice, mincing pre-teen dickhead and do everything by Deus Ex Machina! My God, woman, what have you done to me???
Washuu: Hm. It's possible I overestimated your metabolism...
SLJ: Bring the boy before us, then.

And so, one singing telegram later, Yahiko is on his way to the Jedi love shack. But on the way, he stops to make a social call. He walks inside the Kimagure Howard Johnsons and makes his way inside the Queen's Quarters.

Yahiko: *knock knock*
Koji: *from inside* That's my routine!
Yahiko: Whatever. I'm coming in.

The assorted handtemps

Tasuki: Snort.

are lounging about, but Larva is nowhere to be seen.

Yahiko: What gives? Where's Miaka?
Chiriko: *on the flute* Toot toot? Tooooot?
Yui: I've sent Miaka on an errand.
Chiriko: Toot toot-too-toot toot.
Yahiko: What kind of an errand?
Chiriko: Toot toot too-wooot?
Yui: A personal errand.
Chiriko: Toot. Toot.
Yui: Handjob, take that flute away from your face this instant or I stick this Fruit Roll-Up that popped out of the tampon machine where the sun doesn't shine!

Dead silence.

Yahiko: See, I'm kind of going to the Jedi temple, start my training. Dunno when I'll be back. And, I kinda wanted to say goodbye.
Yui: We will tell her for you.
Yahiko: Yeah, fat lot of good that'll do for me! Well, see ya later.

There is a sense of forboding in the main rotunda of the Galactic Senate. Thousands of senators, aides and flunkies are on floating boxes surrounding the room. In the middle, sitting behind a floating desk is Chancellor Ikari. The members of the Foosheegee delegation are all clustered on one floating box. The Emessen members of the space ship's crew are all on separate floating boxes, playing volleyball in midair with a giant beach ball.

Ikari: Order. The Chair recognizes the Senator from the sovereign system of Foosheegee.
Yui: Supreme Chancellor, delegates of the Senate. Those no-nose guys are being a bunch of assholes mpphrm.
Diva: (he means me, let me handle this) Supreme Chancellor, delegates of the Senate. A tragedy has occured on our peaceful system of Foosheegee. We have become caught in a dispute, which has now engulfed our entire planet in the oppresion of the Trade Federation.

A member of the Trade Federation floats out to the center under her own power.

Ifurita: Dis is oudrageous! I objegd!
Ikari: The Chair does not recognize the Senator at this time.

Ifurita returns to her place, holding the Key a little too tightly for anyone's tastes. Meanwhile, the volleyball game has reached an unexpected climax.

Akito: *looking down* Sorry! Thought I had that one!

Brief pause.

Senator: *off screen* Hell!

Diva: To state our allegations, I present the recently entrapped ruler of Foosheegee, Queen Yui.
Yui: Honorable representatives of the Republic, distinguished delegates, and Your Honor Supreme Chancellor Ikari, I come to you under the gravest of circumstances. The Foosheegee system has been invaded by force. Invaded...against all the laws of the Republic by the Pokemon Armies of the Trade...
Ifurita: I objegd! Dere is no broof. Dis is incredible. We regommend dad a comission be send do Foosheegee do asserdain da drud.
Ikari: Overruled.
Ifurita: Your Honor...*grabs her Key and blows up a floating platform*...you cannod allow us do be condemned widoud reasonable obserbashun.
Jessie: The Team of Rocket concurs with the honorable delegate of the Trade Federation. A commission must be appointed.
Ikari: Overruled...the plan is proceeding according to schedule...instrumentality will be achieved...and stuff...

There's a big powwow of various representatives around Ikari's desk.

Diva: This guy used to be so stiff, but he's just been treated like a dog.
Yurika: *from one of the floating platforms* Who put Fruit Roll-Ups in the tampon machine?
Ikari: The point is conceded...Section 523A takes precedence here. Queen Yui of the Foosheegee, will you defer your motion?
Yui: *deep breath* No. No. No. I will not defer. At the moment, people are without Cool Ranch anything on my planet. I was not elected to watch my people suffer and die while you discuss this invasion in a committee. If this body is not capable of action, I suggest new leadership is needed. I move for a "vote of no confidence"...in Chancellor Ikari's leadership.
Ikari: What???....Eva-01, where are you when I need you?

There is an uproar. From the Emessen starship people's platforms:

Ryoko Subaru: Yowza! The Queen just told the PM off!
Hikaru Amano: You go! Girl power!
Izumi Maki: OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!
Fuyutsuki: Order! Order!

An extremely handsome rough-and-tough fellow sidles his platform out beside Yui.

Spike: Bebop seconds the motion.
Fuyutsuki: The motion has been seconded by Senator Spike Organa of Bebop.
Ikari: WAAAH! WAAAH! I WANNA HAVE INSTRUMENTALITY OF MAN! WAAAAH!
Spike: I do believe...*lights a cigarette*...there must be no delays. The motion is on the floor and must be voted on this session.
Ifurita: Da Drade Federashun...
Spike: Cut it, cutie.

Pedipalpatine gives Yui a dig in the ribs.

Diva: Smooth as can be, what?
Fuyutsuki: Order, order...Chancellor, please stop whining on the floor...

In what passes for evening on a planet meandering between star systems, Chichiri and Hotohori are standing on a balcony staring off into space, being gosh-awful handsome. This appearance is somewhat offset by their wearing podiatric slippers and drinking very large daquaris, but this is one of the perks of being back on the ruling planet.

Chichiri: The boy will not pass the Council's tests, no da. He is far too old, Master.
Hotohori: Yahiko will become a Jedi...I promise you.
Chichiri: Don't defy the Council, Master..not again, no da.
Hotohori: I will do what I must.
Chichiri:You remember what happened the last time you defied the Council, na no da?

Hotohori hangs his head.

Chichiri: I told you that was just a guy in a dress, no da! But you didn't listen to me, or the Council, no da!
Hotohori: Take sympathy on a commoner once and you never hear the end of it.
Chichiri: Sympathy, da! Are you still having trouble peeing in the morning, no da?
Hotohori: ...that happens to all men, sooner or later.

Meanwhile, inside the Jedi clubhouse, Yahiko is being quizzed.

Yahiko: Er, they see something's wrong with the General Lee. And then, Luke talks to the guy with the bad moustache. Uncle Jesse puts his arm around Daisy. The General Lee takes a jump. And that's the frame we came in on.

Cherry puts the View-Master down.

Cherry: Good, young one.
Kiyone: Should we try Knight Rider now?
Cherry: I think not. How feel you?
Yahiko: Butt cold.
Cherry: Afraid, are you?
Yahiko: Of you? Hell no!
SLJ: Afraid to give up your life?
Yahiko: The hell do you mean by that?

The members of the Council stare hard at him.

Cherry: See through you, we can.
Mihoshi: 'Cause you've got your back to the window, and stuff.
Ula: Nya!
Ayeka: Your thoughts dwell on your mother.
Yahiko: I miss her.
Cherry: Afraid to lose her, I think.
Yahiko: Yeah! So? I'm from a drama, not just a comedy! We have actual feelings and stuff. What's that got to do with anything?
Cherry: Everything. Fear leads to anger...anger leads to hate...hate leads to suffering...suffering leads to hemrrhoids...hemrhoids leads to doctor's appointments...doctor's appointments lead to waiting rooms...waiting rooms lead to ugly, anemic plants...
Washuu: Time to double-check the prescriptions, I think.
Afura: A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind.
Shayla-Shayla: We sense much fear in you.
Yahiko: I am not afraid.
Miz: Then we will continue.
Cherry: Miracle-Gro leads to bright, ripe tomatoes...

Across town, in Senator Pedipalpatine's quarters, Lina and Yui are staring thoughtfully towards where Yahiko is being tested.

Yui: Who let you in here?
Lina: I wonder why the gods invented pain?
Yui: What kind of an answer is that?
Lina: To motivate us, I imagine.
Yui: Why are you going existential on me?
Lina: You think your people are going to die?
Yui: For crying out loud, I just had a sorceress standing beside me where nobody was a moment ago! I'm worried about my own skin here!
Lina: Slayers are going to get pasted too, huh?
Yui: GUARDS!
Lina: I hope not.

Koji and Tasuki charge in to the room, grab Lina by the arms and charge to the door, running smack into Pedipalpatine and Nakago as they enter. All five end up in a jumbled pile on the carpet. By the time everyone is on their feet again and Koji and Tasuki are curtesying

Tasuki: *&%$#$!!!!!!!

to the guests, Lina is off in another room raiding the larder in peace and quiet.

Nakago: Your Highness, Senator Pedipalpatine has been nominated to succeed Ikari as Supreme Chancellor.
Diva: A surp--hee hee hee. Sorry. A surprise to be sure, tee hee hee hee. Sorry, I don't know what's come over me. Ahem. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one, Your Majesty.
Yui: I fear by the time you have control of the bureaucrats, Senator, everyone on our home planet will be reduced to eating Grape Nuts.
Diva: I understand your concern, Your Majesty.
Yui: I have decided to go back to Foosheegee, Senator. My place is with my people.
Diva: Go back! But Your Majesty, you could be captured and killed by Nanami-chan, Makoto-kun, and Fujisawa-sensei in a particularily nasty and brutal fashion! Er. That is, if everything I've heard about them is correct.
Yui: My fate will be no different from that of our people. Ready my ship!
Nakago: It's you're suicide, Queenie. *takes out a Walkie-Talkie* Bad news, folks. We've had reports of red tides of jellyfish, better get back to the ship...

The Foosheegeeans exit in short, smart order. Lina brings up the rear, carrying a refrigerator over one shoulder. In their wake, Diva smiles an especially evil little smile.

And, soon after that, things are wrapping up for the Jedi.

Cherry: Correct you were, Emperor.
Washuu: His cells contain a high concentration of supaadifuomu.
Youshou: The Force is strong with him.
Hotohori: He's to be trained then.
SLJ: Hell, no. He's too old, and he's too wound up to be any kind of badass motherfucker. Back to the beach with him.

There is a very tight silence.

Hotohori: Damn! Samuel L. Jackson is a mean mother...
Youshou: Shut your mouth, boy!
Hotohori: Hey, that's cool, man, I'm just talking about Samuel L. Jackson, that's all.
Afura: Now is not the time for this. The Senate is voting for a Supreme Chancellor...
Shayla-Shayla: AND I CAN'T RUN BECAUSE I'M A JEDI! WAAAH!
Ula: Nya!
Ryoko: Go home with Queen Yui. It will put pressure on the Federation, and you may discover the identity of the dark warrior.
Miz: That is the clue we need to unravel the mystery of the Bugrom.
Cherry: Young Skywalker's fate will be decided later.
Hotohori: Very well. May the Force be with you.

Hotohori, Chichiri and Yahiko turn to leave.

Cherry: One thing more. Still your ward he is. On him a good eye keep.

Hotohori bursts blood vessels like farts in a swimming pool.

Later on, the Jedi are standing around the Foosheegee spaceship. Hotohori is sulking royally. Chichiri is trying to cheer him up. Yahiko's mind is on Miaka.

Hotohori: Damn damn damn damn.
Chichiri: Don't worry, no da! As soon as I get out of here, you can have another student, no da! And as soon as the test results come back...
Hotohori: Don't bother me. Just get on board.
Chichiri: Da!

Resolving not to think too deeply about it, Chichiri goes on board.

Hotohori: All right kid, listen closely. Just watch everything I do. Be handsome. Take frequent showers. Wear clean clothes.
Yahiko: Do you think Miaka's old enough to get pregnant?
Hotohori: Forget it, Yahiko. The truth is you won't get to bone her until at least the next movie, and even then you'll have to wait until you're married.
Yahiko: Poo-doo.

As he walks off to the boarding ramp, Yahiko thinks of something that's been on his mind.

Yahiko: Emperor dude? What are supaadifuomu?
Hotohori: Just some bullshit Lucas cooked up for the movie.

Yahiko goes on board. R2-PuuPuu hops up and down and goes "Puu puu puu!" Hotohori gives him a kick off the landing platform.

Hotohori: Damn. Now I'm losing my cool and spoiling everything. Breathe deeply. In...out. In...out. There. Much better. I'm feeling very imperial now.

R2-PuuPuu pops up out of a hole just as a couple of taxis pull up, bearing the Queen, her retinue

Chiriko: What's a "retinue"?
Tasuki: I don't know, but it doesn't sound too bad.

and the crew of the ship. Hotohori addresses Yui.

Hotohori: Your Highness, it is our pleasure to continue to serve
and protect you.
Yui: I welcome your help. Senator Pedipalpatine fears the Federation means to destroy me.
Hotohori: I promise you, I will not let that happen.
Yui: Well, you seem to have lightened up.
Hotohori: It's not easy, being green. And an ex-Emperor

The ship takes off, flying low over the towers of Kimagure. On one of them can be seen a middle-aged bearded man, holding up a sign saying "Will Work For Instrumentality".

On to Part 5!