INT. CORUSCANT -- 662 GASGAR VALLEY APARTMENT COMPLEX/OBI-WAN & SIRI'S APARTMENT/DINING AREA -- EVENING
Obi-Wan and Siri sit on opposite ends of the small dining table, facing one another. Though they both poke at the food on their plates, neither are really hungry.
OBI-WAN: How is it? The recipe called for twenty minutes but I left it on an extra five. I didn't overcook anything, did I?
SIRI: (sullen) No, no. It's just fine.
OBI-WAN: Do you need any salt? I could pass you --
SIRI: I don't need any salt, Ben, it's fine as it is.
An awkward moment of silence passes between them.
OBI-WAN: Siri, maybe we should talk about ... about what happened.
SIRI: No, we don't. Just eat your food.
OBI-WAN: Love, we can't just avoid it. We have to --
SIRI: (enraged) I said I don't want to talk about it! Now shut up and let me eat!
In anger, Siri begins to stab at her plate violently, breaking it in half.
SIRI: (crying) Oh, goddammit!
Bolting up out of her chair, she runs out of the room. Abandoning his plate, Obi-Wan follows after her.
EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING/BALCONY -- EVENING
Siri stands out of the balcony, her hands tightly gripped around the railing. Her eyes shut tight and her teeth bared in a grimace, she weeps. Slowly, cautiously, Obi-Wan joins her, placing his hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
SIRI: I lost our baby, Ben, I lost him! Oh, God, I lost him!
Wrapping his arms around her, Obi-Wan kisses her on the temple then rests his head on her shoulder.
OBI-WAN: He's left us but we'll see him again, Siri, we'll see him again.
SIRI: I wanted to see him, Ben, to hold him in my arms at least once. I wanted to let him know I loved him. (beat) I wanted to be a mother.
OBI-WAN: You will, love, you will. We'll try again.
SIRI: (turns to face him) Try again? For what? For another miscarriage? For another baby born dead?
OBI-WAN: We'll just have to wait until the treatments are finished before we try again. Next time will work out, I promise.
Grabbing hold of him, Siri buries her face in his chest.
SIRI: Oh, Lord, Ben, I need to get out of here! I need to get off this planet! I need to get away from this dead city with its dead buildings on this dead planet! I need to leave! Please, Ben, take me away from here!
Releasing a tortured moan, Siri continues to sob, clutching her husband to her tightly. Bringing up his arms, Obi-Wan holds her, rubbing her back gently. Looking up, he regards the durasteel buildings stretching out beyond the balcony, their windows aglow with artificial illumination.
OBI-WAN: I know where to go, Siri. I know exactly where to go ...