your a protector of ANAKIN the senator

GUI-JON: get out here we gotta get some parts, there is a town up ahead

The little GROUP walks down the main street of Mos Espa. They pass dangerous looking citizens of all types. ANAKIN looks around in awe at this exotic enviroment

QUI-GON : ...moisture farms for the most part, but also a few indigenous tribes and scavengers. The few spaceports like this one are havens for those who do not wish to be found... ANAKIN : ....like us. JAR JAR is in a constant state of panic.

ARTOO whistles along, with perfect confidence

JAR JAR : Dissen berry berry bad. (steps in ooze) Ooooh...icky...icky...goo.

we enter the engineer shop