VE : Episode VII

297 INT. AQUILAE BASE – GENERALS MEETING CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT.

LUKE and LEIA listen intently as MON MOTHMA tells the two siblings about their mother.
MON MOTHMA: The memory of your mother grieves me deeply. Padme Amidala was one of the most inspirational and astonishingly accomplished young women I have ever had the privilege of knowing. In her short life she was one of the youngest Queens ever elected on her planet Naboo, a daring partisan guerilla, and a measured, articulate, and persuasive voice of reason in the Republic Senate. In the brief time I knew her, she worked tirelessly alongside Bail Organa, myself, and a handful of other trusted Loyalists, helping us to organize what would eventually become the Rebellion against Palpatine and his Empire. (pauses) Hmm. Little did we know at the time...
MON MOTHMA smiles thinly. For a moment, she is lost in thoughts of long ago. LUKE and LEIA look to each other, waiting patiently for her to continue.
MON MOTHMA: (cont.) ...In the beginning, it was your mother who worked within the Senate to form the ‘delegation of two thousand’, a body of Senators who did not agree with the radical changes the Chancellor was instituting. She even went so far as to present Palpatine with a petition on their behalf protesting his radical amendments to the Constitution, and his appointment of the Regional Governors. But it was too late. Palpatine had convinced your father that Padme was a traitor; that she was in league with Obi Wan and the other Jedi in a plot to take over the Republic. Anakin helped Palpatine to form an Empire founded on treachery and innocent blood, and your mother was never able to overcome her heartbreak...
MON MOTHMA’s voice quavers, her eyes reflecting her sadness.
MON MOTHMA: (cont.) ...She died shortly after childbirth...
LEIA: ...And that was when we were hidden from our father and the Emperor...
MON MOTHMA nods.
MON MOTHMA: It was the only way to ensure that your mother’s tragedy would not be in vain... (smiles, brightening) And look at you both now! A couple of shooting stars that can’t be stopped!
LUKE leans forward and touches MON MOTHMA’S hand comfortingly.
LUKE: We are both grateful that you were our mother’s friend.
LEIA nods.
LEIA: Her spirit will live on through us, and all that we hope to accomplish.
MON MOTHMA smiles at the brother and sister, moved by their words of kindness.




		297 INT. AQUILAE BASE – GENERALS MEETING CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT. LUKE and LEIA listen intently as MON MOTHMA tells the two siblings about their mother. MON MOTHMA: The memory of your mother grieves me deeply. Padme Amidala was one of the most inspirational and astonishingly accomplished young women I have ever had the privilege of knowing. In her short life she was one of the youngest Queens ever elected on her planet Naboo, a daring partisan guerilla, and a measured, articulate, and persuasive voice of reason in the Republic Senate. In the brief time I knew her, she worked tirelessly alongside Bail Organa, myself, and a handful of other trusted Loyalists, helping us to organize what would eventually become the Rebellion against Palpatine and his Empire. (pauses) Hmm. Little did we know at the time... MON MOTHMA smiles thinly. For a moment, she is lost in thoughts of long ago. LUKE and LEIA look to each other, waiting patiently for her to continue. MON MOTHMA: (cont.) ...In the beginning, it was your mother who worked within the Senate to form the ‘delegation of two thousand’, a body of Senators who did not agree with the radical changes the Chancellor was instituting. She even went so far as to present Palpatine with a petition on their behalf protesting his radical amendments to the Constitution, and his appointment of the Regional Governors. But it was too late. Palpatine had convinced your father that Padme was a traitor; that she was in league with Obi Wan and the other Jedi in a plot to take over the Republic. Anakin helped Palpatine to form an Empire founded on treachery and innocent blood, and your mother was never able to overcome her heartbreak... MON MOTHMA’s voice quavers, her eyes reflecting her sadness. MON MOTHMA: (cont.) ...She died shortly after childbirth... LEIA: ...And that was when we were hidden from our father and the Emperor... MON MOTHMA nods. MON MOTHMA: It was the only way to ensure that your mother’s tragedy would not be in vain... (smiles, brightening) And look at you both now! A couple of shooting stars that can’t be stopped! LUKE leans forward and touches MON MOTHMA’S hand comfortingly. LUKE: We are both grateful that you were our mother’s friend. LEIA nods. LEIA: Her spirit will live on through us, and all that we hope to accomplish. MON MOTHMA smiles at the brother and sister, moved by their words of kindness.

		© 2007 Roderick Vonhögen and Nathaniel Reed and Scott Swearingin