This is even more distressing than the original.

Jar-Jar: Tink about it. Shesa out da middle of nowhere wit one bombad Gungan shesa barely knows. Shesa look around her, what does shesa see? Nah-ting but open space. “Ooooooh no, dere’s nowhere for mesa to run, what mesa gonna do, say no?”

Anakin: Okay…that seems really dark though.

Jar-Jar: No, no, dis not dark. Yousa misunderstanding me, Ani!

Anakin: I think I am.

Jar-Jar: Yes, yousa are. Cuz if da girl said no, den da answer obviously is no. Da thing is dat shesa not gonna say no, shesa never say no…because of the implication.

EDIT: Genius has struck me 7 hours later.

Wessa can smell a baby-bongo growing inside yousa 🐣

Fucks sake OP, mark it NSFSW.

Oh man, that really creeps me out. I genuinely shuddered, twice.