Just some musings on how some scenes could have gone in a different (more humorous) direction...

*When Obi-Wan is standing over Anakin on Lava Beach and it's clear that the day is ending up in a way that never crossed Anakin's mind as a possibility...

Anakin: I HATE YOU!!!

Obi-Wan: But can you kick my *expletive*? I don't think so!

Anakin: Someday I will! You'll see! I will...

Obi-Wan: A little late in the day for grandiose plans, wouldn't you say? Oh, Anakin, you have...

Anakin: Oh, just shut up! For once, shut the hell up! Isn't it enough you've left me limbless?! Must I also listen to another one of your sanctimonious speeches?! I can't... Oh, damn! I'm on fire!!!

Obi-Wan: Good luck with that! Bye now.

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*After Anakin issued the force-choke on Padme she falls, but what if she got back up...

Padme: You little pile of Sith poodoo! Okay, you've just worked my last nerve!

Anakin: What the...?

Padme: You're gonna' have to do a lot better than that. Before I came out here, I had a med droid run an ultrasound. I'm carrying two force-sensitives. (smirks in satisfaction)

Anakin: That can't be! You're lying! That's impossible!

Padme: I assure you it's true. Search your feelings. You know what I've said is so. So don't screw with me! (takes him by the arm and pulls)

Anakin: But... (bewildered but moving)

Padme: No. We're not having this discussion. Just get into the ship. (now pushing him along) I don't have time for this crap. Nor do I have the inclination to minister to your mercurial tendancies! Look at me! I'm pregnant, for Sith's sake! My back hurts, my feet are swollen... do you have any idea how difficult it was to get these damned boots on?! And Threepio can't make S'mores worth a damn in the ship's kitchenette. I want to go home!