Always two there are...no
more, no less. A master and an
But which one was destroyed,
the master or the apprentice?
I don't care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. --W.S. Burroughs
Palpatine himself rose by carefully placing his feet on the dagger hilts he wedged in the back of his teacher.
Hell, the only reason people even walk anywhere is exercise and because they like the look of flowing robes.
Even the slaves - did you ever see Anakin's mom doing any work? Nope, it was just feeding things into machines. Her clothes were clean and fresh - and that was in the middle of a desert.
Luke gets stashed with Vader's step-inlaws and Vader doesn't even think of this a "subtle flaw"?
And don't any of you obsessives who can't see the horseshit for the flies reply by saying "Ah, Vader really knew but was hiding it because he was good deep down" because that's smegma - a well-aimed blaster bolt could have killed Luke at any of hundreds of other points.
Lucas didn't "weave" anything - the plot is full of inconsistencies through which you could drive Star Destroyers.
And Vader suddenly turning out to be Luke's father was planned all along, and Leia was always Luke's sister. And.. and.. and a parsec is a measurement of time. It's all true, I tell you!
Don't you know anything?
Actually, I've always put this down to an "impress the natives" speech by Han, where he's just rattling off a load of meaningless technobabble that sounds right. Makes as much sense than any of the other fanwank.
I'm really looking forward to Attack of the Sith Clone Menaces, I can pull up on my cycle, oozing masculinity and testerone, and watch the Star Wars fanboys wet their pants at my reeking display of testerone, masculinity, sweat and motor oil.