[The O.W.C.A. animal agents and L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N. evil scientists all charge at each other, but repeat the same western-style brawl they had earlier in the Knights of Danville Hall ballroom]
DDr. Diminutive
Wait a minute! [The fighting screeches to a halt] This is the same brawl we had earlier!
BDr. Bringdown
So?
DDr. Diminutive
Aw, I'm just sayin'.
KDr. Killbot
La cabeza de Medusa no es agradable para ver.["Medusa's head is not pleasant to look at"]
[painting her toenails while talking to Stacy on the phone] Seriously, Stacy, boys are a mystery. I mean, what do they talk about when they're not around? Do you think they talk about us?
[sighs] I guess I'll never know the real deal as long as I'm not a boy. [gets hit by the Impersonator-inator and turns into a holographic image of Gary Frank; looks in the mirror] Stacy, there's a pizza delivery boy in my room!
Get back! Huh? There's no one there. But he's in the mirror! But, but… [gasps] Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no. This cannot be happening! Ah, ha! Oh! [enraged] Oh! Stacy, Phineas and Ferb have turned me into a holographic image of a pizza boy!
[Meanwhile… Princess Leia inserts the Death Star Plans data disc into R2-D2]
LLeia
[to Perry] Agent P, I need you to make sure this R2 unit goes to Obi-Wan Kenobi on Tatooine. But first, I need to record a video message. Be a dear and stand over by the bulkhead. You're kinda in my shot.
So, what's on the list? Another day filled with big plans? [opens the list] "Herd all the nerfs in Beggar's Canyon, teach the Sarlacc to brush his teeth, and giving a Bantha a shower." That's awfully ambitious.
What? Everyone knows that boy would rather be somewhere else. What about you two? The crops are so far ahead, would you like to spend the rest of the summer at swim camp on Naboo?
[meeting R2-D2 after crashing into him] Whoa, little fella. Sorry about that. Say, what's a droid like you doing out here in the Jundland Wastes? [R2-D2 plays a hologram of Princess Leia] Oh, cool! A movie.
Oh, she must mean Ben Kenobi. Hey, we were just there! We have Jedi lessons with him every Tuesday. He lives right at the edge of the Dune Sea. Do you want a ride? [R2-D2 beeps in denial and he and Ferb haul him off their sandspeeder] Okay, suit yourself. And remember, sand people travel single file to hide their numbers. [to Ferb] Oh, he probably already knows.
Wow! It's an Imperial battle station the size of a moon! And according to these schematics, it seems to be designed specifically to destroy entire planets! Whoa, I never imagined the Empire would go that far! [Ferb points to an exhaust port] Huh, you're right, Ferb. One proton torpedo in that small exhaust port and the whole thing goes blammo!
BBlatto
Uh, it's like it's got a self-destruct button. What kind of idiot would design that?
[Cut to Darthenshmirtz having trouble getting a drink from the water fountain]
Wait, if the Rebels have this information, they might stand a chance against this thing. A small one-man fighter could penetrate the outer defense, fly along that trench, and get to the exhaust port.
I wonder what our friends and family are doing back on Tatooine. It feels a little strange to be so far from them. But at least we're making new friends. Like you, Isabella.
Oh. What is it, Buford? [Buford pulls out what is revealed to be Darth Vader's black socks] Huh. Uh, Buford, I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to think very hard before you answer.
