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+Star Wars: A New Hope script
+
+STAR WARS
+Episode IV
+
+A NEW HOPE
+
+From the JOURNAL OF THE WHILLS
+by George Lucas
+
+Revised Fourth Draft
+January 15, 1976
+
+LUCASFILM LTD.
+
+
+----------------------
+
+
+A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away...
+
+
+A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the main
+title. War drums echo through the heavens as a rollup
+slowly crawls into infinity.
+
+
+It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a
+hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic
+Empire.
+During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the
+Empire's ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an armored space station
+with enough power to destroy an entire planet.
+Pursued by the Empire's sinister agents, Princess Leia races home
+aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her
+people and restore freedom to the galaxy...
+
+
+The awesome yellow planet of Tatooine emerges from a total
+eclipse, her two moons glowing against the darkness. A tiny
+silver spacecraft, a Rebel Blockade Runner firing lasers from
+the back of the ship, races through space. It is pursed by a
+giant Imperial Stardestroyer. Hundreds of deadly laserbolts
+streak from the Imperial Stardestroyer, causing the main solar
+fin of the Rebel craft to disintegrate.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- MAIN PASSAGEWAY.
+
+An explosion rocks the ship as two robots, Artoo-Detoo (R2-D2)
+and See-Threepio (C-3PO) struggle to make their way through the
+shaking, bouncing passageway. Both robots are old and battered.
+Artoo is a short, claw-armed tripod. His face is a mass of
+computer lights surrounding a radar eye. Threepio, on the
+other hand, is a tall, slender robot of human proportions. He
+has a gleaming bronze-like metallic surface of an Art Deco
+design.
+Another blast shakes them as they struggle along their
+way.
+
+THREEPIO: Did you hear that? They've shut down the main reactor. We'll
+be destroyed for sure. This is madness!
+
+Rebel troopers rush past the robots and take up positions
+in the main passageway. They aim their weapons toward the door.
+
+THREEPIO: We're doomed!
+
+The little R2 unit makes a series of electronic sounds that
+only another robot could understand.
+
+THREEPIO: There'll be no escape for the Princess this time.
+
+Artoo continues making beeping sounds. Tension mounts as
+loud metallic latches clank and the scream of heavy equipment
+are heard moving around the outside hull of the ship.
+
+THREEPIO: What's that?
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACECRAFT IN SPACE.
+
+The Imperial craft has easily overtaken the Rebel Blockade
+Runner. The smaller Rebel ship is being drawn into the
+underside dock of the giant Imperial starship.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER.
+
+The nervous Rebel troopers aim their weapons. Suddenly a
+tremendous blast opens up a hole in the main passageway and a
+score of fearsome armored spacesuited stormtroopers make their
+way into the smoke-filled corridor.
+In a few minutes the entire passageway is ablaze with
+laserfire. The deadly bolts ricochet in wild random patterns
+creating huge explosions. Stormtroopers scatter and duck
+behind storage lockers. Laserbolts hit several Rebel soldiers
+who scream and stagger through the smoke, holding shattered
+arms and faces.
+An explosion hits near the robots.
+
+THREEPIO: I should have known better than to trust the logic of a
+half-sized thermocapsulary dehousing assister...
+
+Artoo counters with an angry rebuttal as the battle rages
+around the two hapless robots.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT WASTELAND -- DAY.
+
+A death-white wasteland stretches from horizon to horizon. The
+tremendous heat of two huge twin suns settle on a lone figure,
+Luke Skywalker, a farm boy with heroic aspirations who looks
+much younger than his eighteen years. His shaggy hair and
+baggy tunic give him the air of a simple but lovable lad with
+a prize-winning smile.
+A light wind whips at him as he adjusts several valves on a
+large battered moisture vaporator which sticks out of the
+desert floor much like an oil pipe with valves. He is aided by
+a beatup tread-robot with six claw arms. The little robot
+appears to be barely functioning and moves with jerky motions.
+A bright sparkle in the morning sky catches Luke's eye and he
+instinctively grabs a pair of electrobinoculars from his utility
+belt. He stands transfixed for a few moments studying the
+heavens, then dashed toward his dented, crudely repaired
+Landspeeder (an auto-like transport that travels a few feet
+above the ground on a magnetic-field). He motions for the tiny
+robot to follow him.
+
+LUKE: Hurry up! Come with me! What are you waiting for?! Get in gear!
+
+The robot scoots around in a tight circle, stops short, and
+smoke begins to pour out of every joint. Luke throws his arms
+up in disgust. Exasperated, the young farm boy jumps into his
+Landspeeder leaving the smoldering robot to hum madly.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- MAIN HALLWAY.
+
+The awesome, seven-foot-tall Dark Lord of the Sith makes his
+way into the blinding light of the main passageway. This is
+Darth Vader, right hand of the Emperor. His face is obscured
+by his flowing black robes and grotesque breath mask, which
+stands out next to the fascist white armored suits of the
+Imperial stormtroopers. Everyone instinctively backs away from
+the imposing warrior and a deathly quiet sweeps through the
+Rebel troops. Several of the Rebel troops break and run in a
+frenzied panic.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER.
+
+A woman's hand puts a card into an opening in Artoo's dome.
+Artoo makes beeping sounds.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER.
+
+Threepio stands in a hallway, somewhat bewildered. Artoo is
+nowhere in sight. The pitiful screams of the doomed Rebel
+soldiers can be heard in the distance.
+
+THREEPIO: Artoo! Artoo-Detoo, where are you?
+
+A familiar clanking sound attacks Threepio's attention and
+he spots little Artoo at the end of the hallway in a
+smoke-filled alcove. A beautiful young girl (about sixteen
+years old) stands in front of Artoo. Surreal and out of place,
+dreamlike and half hidden in the smoke, she finishes adjusting
+something on Artoo's computer face, then watches as the little
+robot joins his companion.
+
+THREEPIO: At last! Where have you been?
+
+Stormtroopers can be heard battling in the distance.
+
+THREEPIO: They're heading in this direction. What are we going to do?
+We'll be sent to the spice mine of Kessel or smashed into who knows
+what!
+
+Artoo scoots past his bronze friend and races down the
+subhallway. Threepio chases after him.
+
+THREEPIO: Wait a minute, where are you going?
+
+Artoo responds with electronic beeps.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- CORRIDOR
+
+The evil Darth Vader stands amid the broken and twisted bodies
+of his foes. He grabs a wounded Rebel Officer by the neck as
+an Imperial Officer rushes up to the Dark Lord.
+
+IMPERIAL OFFICER: The Death Star plans are not in the main computer.
+
+Vader squeezes the neck of the Rebel Officer, who struggles
+in vain.
+
+VADER: Where are those transmissions you intercepted?
+
+Vader lifts the Rebel off his feet by his throat.
+
+VADER: What have you done with those plans?
+
+REBEL OFFICER: We intercepted no transmissions. Aaah....This is a
+consular ship. Were on a diplomatic mission.
+
+VADER: If this is a consular ship...were is the Ambassador?
+
+The Rebel refuses to speak but eventually cries out as the
+Dark Lord begins to squeeze the officer's throat, creating a
+gruesome snapping and choking, until the soldier goes limp.
+Vader tosses the dead soldier against the wall and turns to
+his troops.
+
+VADER: Commander, tear this ship apart until you've found those plans
+and bring me the Ambassador. I want her alive!
+
+The stormtroopers scurry into the subhallways.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- SUBHALLWAY.
+
+The lovely young girl huddles in a small alcove as the
+stormtroopers search through the ship. She is Princess Leia
+Organa, a member of the Alderaan Senate. The fear in her eyes
+slowly gives way to anger as the muted crushing sounds of the
+approaching stormtroopers grow louder. One of the troopers
+spots her.
+
+TROOPER: There she is! Set for stun!
+
+Leia steps from her hiding place and blasts a trooper with
+her laser pistol. She starts to run but is felled by a
+paralyzing ray. The troopers inspect her inert body.
+
+TROOPER: She'll be all right. Inform Lord Vader we have a prisoner.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- SUBHALLWAY.
+
+Artoo stops before the small hatch of an emergency lifepod. He
+snaps the seal on the main latch and a red warning light
+begins to flash. The stubby astro-robot works his way into the
+cramped four-man pod.
+
+THREEPIO: Hey, you're not permitted in there. It's restricted. You'll
+be deactivated for sure..
+
+Artoo beeps something to him.
+
+THREEPIO: Don't call me a mindless philosopher, you overweight glob of
+grease! Now come out before somebody sees you.
+
+Artoo whistles something at his reluctant friend regarding
+the mission he is about to perform.
+
+THREEPIO: Secret mission? What plans? What are you talking about? I'm
+not getting in there!
+
+Artoo isn't happy with Threepio's stubbornness, and he beeps
+and twangs angrily.
+
+A new explosion, this time very close, sends dust and debris
+through the narrow subhallway. Flames lick at Threepio and,
+after a flurry of electronic swearing from Artoo, the lanky
+robot jumps into the lifepod.
+
+THREEPIO: I'm going to regret this.
+
+INTERIOR: IMPERIAL STARDESTROYER.
+
+On the main viewscreen, the lifepod carrying the two terrified
+robots speeds away from the stricken Rebel spacecraft.
+
+CHIEF PILOT: There goes another one.
+
+CAPTAIN: Hold your fire. There are no life forms. It must have been
+short-circuited.
+
+INTERIOR: LIFEPOD.
+
+Artoo and Threepio look out at the receding Imperial starship.
+Stars circle as the pod rotates through the galaxy.
+
+THREEPIO: That's funny, the damage doesn't look as bad from out here.
+
+Artoo beeps an assuring response.
+
+THREEPIO: Are you sure this things safe?
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ANCHORHEAD SETTLEMENT -- POWER STATION -- DAY.
+
+Heat waves radiate from the dozen or so bleached white
+buildings. Luke pilots his Landspeeder through the dusty empty
+street of the tiny settlement. An old woman runs to get out of
+the way of the speeding vehicle, shaking her fist at Luke as
+he flies past.
+
+WOMAN: I've told you kids to slow down!
+
+INTERIOR: POWER STATION -- DAY.
+
+Luke bursts into the power station, waking The Fixer, a rugged
+mechanic and Camie, a sexy, disheveled girl who has been
+asleep in his lap. They grumbled as he races through the
+office, yelling wildly.
+
+FIXER: Did I hear a young noise blast through here?
+
+CAMIE: It was just wormie on another rampage.
+
+Luke bounces into a small room behind the office where Deak
+and Windy, two tough boys about the same age as Luke, are
+playing a computer pool-like game with Biggs, a burly,
+handsome boy a few years older than the rest. His flashy city
+attire is a sharp contrast to the loose-fitting tunics of the
+farm boys. A robot repairs some equipment in the background.
+
+LUKE: Shape it up you guys!.... Biggs?
+
+Luke's surprise at the appearance of Biggs gives way to
+great joy and emotion. They give each other a great bear hug.
+
+LUKE: I didn't know you were back! When did you get in?
+
+BIGGS: Just now. I wanted to surprise you, hot shot. I thought you'd be
+here...certainly didn't expect you to be out working. (he laughs.)
+
+LUKE: The Academy didn't change you much...but you're back so soon?
+Hey, what happened, didn't you get your commission?
+
+Biggs has an air of cool that seems slightly phony.
+
+BIGGS: Of course I got it. Signed aboard The Rand Ecliptic last week.
+First mate Biggs Darklighter at your service...(he salutes)...I just
+came to say good-bye to all you unfortunate landlocked simpletons.
+
+Everyone laughs. The dazzling spectacle of his dashing
+friend is almost too much for Luke, but suddenly he snaps out
+of it.
+
+LUKE: I almost forgot. There's a battle going on! Right here in our
+system. Come and look!
+
+DEAK: Not again! Forget it.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ANCHORHEAD -- SETTLEMENT -- POWER STATION -- DAY.
+
+The group stumbles out into the stifling desert sun. Camie and
+The Fixer complain and are forced to shade their eyes. Luke
+has his binoculars out scanning the heavens.
+
+LUKE: There they are!
+
+Biggs takes the binoculars from Luke as the others strain
+to see something with the naked eye. Through the binoculars
+Biggs sees two small silver specks.
+
+BIGGS: That's no battle, hot shot...they're just sitting there!
+Probably a freighter-tanker refueling.
+
+LUKE: But there was a lot of firing earlier...
+
+Camie grabs the binoculars away banging them against the
+building in the process. Luke grabs them.
+
+LUKE: Hey, easy with those...
+
+CAMIE: Don't worry about it, Wormie.
+
+The Fixer gives Luke a hard look and the young farm boy
+shrugs his shoulders in resignation.
+
+FIXER: I keep telling you, the Rebellion is a long way from here. I
+doubt if the Empire would even fight to keep this system. Believe me
+Luke, this planet is a big hunk of nothing...
+
+Luke agrees, although it's obvious he isn't sure why. The
+group stumbles back into the power station, grumbling about
+Luke's ineptitude.
+
+INTERIOR: REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER -- HALLWAY
+
+Princess Leia is led down a low-ceilinged hallway by a squad
+of armored stormtroopers. Her hands are bound and she is
+brutally shoved when she is unable to keep up with the briskly
+marching troops. They stop in a smoky hallway as Darth Vader
+emerges from the shadows. The sinister Dark Lord stares hard
+at the frail young senator, but she doesn't move.
+
+LEIA: Lord Vader, I should have known. Only you could be so bold. The
+Imperial Senate will not sit for this, when they hear you've attacked
+a diplomatic...
+
+VADER: Don't play games with me, Your Highness. You weren't on any
+mercy mission this time. You passed directly through a restricted
+system. Several transmissions were beamed to this ship by Rebel spies.
+I want to know what happened to the plans they sent you.
+
+LEIA: I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a member of the
+Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan...
+
+VADER: You're a part of the Rebel Alliance...and a traitor. Take her
+away!
+
+Leia is marched away down the hallway and into the
+smoldering hole blasted in the side of the ship. An Imperial
+Commander turns to Vader.
+
+COMMANDER: Holding her is dangerous. If word of this gets out, it
+could generate sympathy for the Rebellion in the senate.
+
+VADER: I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link
+to find their secret base!
+
+COMMANDER: She'll die before she tells you anything.
+
+VADER: Leave that to me. Send a distress signal and then inform the
+senate that all aboard were killed!
+
+Another Imperial Officer approaches Vader and the
+Commander. They stop and snap to attention.
+
+SECOND OFFICER: Lord Vader, the battle station plans are not aboard
+this ship! And no transmissions were made. An escape pod was
+jettisoned during the fighting, but no life forms were aboard.
+
+Vader turns to the Commander.
+
+VADER: She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a
+detachment down to retrieve them. See to it personally, Commander.
+There'll be no one to stop us this time.
+
+COMMANDER: Yes, sir.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Imperial Stardestroyer comes over the surface of the
+planet Tatooine.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT.
+
+Jundland, or "No Man's Land", where the rugged desert mesas
+meet the foreboding dune sea. The two helpless astro-droids
+kick up clouds of sand as they leave the lifepod and clumsily
+work their way across the desert wasteland. The lifepod in the
+distance rests half buried in the sand.
+
+THREEPIO: How did I get into this mess? I really don't know how. We
+seem to be made to suffer. It's our lot in life.
+
+Artoo answers with beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: I've got to rest before I fall apart. My joints are almost
+frozen.
+
+Artoo continues to respond with beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: What a desolate place this is.
+
+Suddenly Artoo whistles, makes a sharp right turn and
+starts off in the direction of the rocky desert mesas. Threepio
+stops and yells at him.
+
+THREEPIO: Where are you going?
+
+A stream of electronic noises pours forth from the small
+robot.
+
+THREEPIO: Well, I'm not going that way. It's much too rocky. This way
+is much easier.
+
+Artoo counters with a long whistle.
+
+THREEPIO: What makes you think there are settlements over there?
+
+Artoo continues to make beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: Don't get technical with me.
+
+Artoo continues to make beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: What mission? What are you talking about? I've had just
+about enough of you! Go that way! You'll be malfunctioning within a
+day, you nearsighted scrap pile!
+
+Threepio gives the little robot a kick and starts off in
+the direction of the vast dune sea.
+
+THREEPIO: And don't let me catch you following me begging for help,
+because you won't get it.
+
+Artoo's reply is a rather rude sound. He turns and trudges
+off in the direction of the towering mesas.
+
+THREEPIO: No more adventures. I'm not going that way.
+
+Artoo beeps to himself as he makes his way toward the
+distant mountains.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DUNE SEA.
+
+Threepio, hot and tired, struggles up over the ridge of a dune;
+only to find more dunes, which seem to go on for endless
+miles. He looks back in the direction of the now distant rock
+mesas.
+
+THREEPIO: That malfunctioning little twerp. This is all his fault! He
+tricked me into going this way, but he'll do no better.
+
+In a huff of anger and frustration, Threepio knocks the
+sand from his joints. His plight seems hopeless, when a glint
+of reflected light in the distance reveals an object moving
+towards him.
+
+THREEPIO: Wait, what's that? A transport! I'm saved!
+
+The bronze android waves frantically and yells at the
+approaching transport.
+
+THREEPIO: Over here! Help! Please, help!
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ANCHORHEAD SETTLEMENT -- POWER STATION -- DAY.
+
+Luke and Biggs are walking and drinking a malt brew. Fixer and
+the others can be heard working inside.
+
+LUKE: (Very animated)...so I cut off my power, shut down the
+afterburners and came in low on Deak's trail. I was so close I thought
+I was going to fry my instruments. As it was I busted up the Skyhopper
+pretty bad. Uncle Owen was pretty upset. He grounded me for the rest
+of the season. You should have been there...it was fantastic.
+
+BIGGS: You ought to take it easy Luke. You may be the hottest
+bushpilot this side of Mos Eisley, but those little Skyhoppers are
+dangerous. Keep it up, and one day, whammo, you're going to be nothing
+more than a dark spot on the down side of a canyon wall.
+
+LUKE: Look who's talking. Now that you've been around those giant
+starships you're beginning to sound like my uncle. You've gotten soft
+in the city...
+
+BIGGS: I've missed you kid.
+
+LUKE: Well, things haven't been the same since you left, Biggs. It's
+been so...quiet.
+
+Biggs looks around then leans close to Luke.
+
+BIGGS: Luke, I didn't come back just to say good-bye...I shouldn't
+tell you this, but you're the only one I can trust...and if I don't
+come back, I want somebody to know.
+
+Luke's eyes are wide with Biggs' seriousness and loyalty.
+
+LUKE: What are you talking about?
+
+BIGGS: I made some friends at the Academy. (he whispers)...when our
+frigate goes to one of the central systems, we're going to jump ship
+and join the Alliance...
+
+Luke, amazed and stunned, is almost speechless.
+
+LUKE: Join the Rebellion?! Are you kidding! How?
+
+BIGGS: Quiet down will ya! You got a mouth bigger than a meteor
+crater!
+
+LUKE: I'm sorry. I'm quiet. (he whispers) Listen how quiet I am. You
+can barely hear me...
+
+Biggs shakes his head angrily and then continues.
+
+BIGGS: My friend has a friend on Bestine who might help us make
+contact.
+
+LUKE: Your crazy! You could wander around forever trying to find them.
+
+BIGGS: I know it's a long shot, but if I don't find them I'll do what
+I can on my own...It's what we always talked about. Luke, I'm not
+going to wait for the Empire to draft me into service. The Rebellion
+is spreading and I want to be on the right side -- the side I believe
+in.
+
+LUKE: And I'm stuck here...
+
+BIGGS: I thought you were going to the Academy next term. You'll get
+your chance to get off this rock.
+
+LUKE: Not likely! I had to cancel my application. There has been a lot
+of unrest among the Sandpeople since you left...they've even raided
+the outskirts of Anchorhead.
+
+BIGGS: Your uncle could hold off a whole colony of Sandpeople with one
+blaster.
+
+LUKE: I know, but he's got enough vaporators going to make the place
+pay off. He needs me for just one more season. I can't leave him now.
+
+BIGGS: I feel for you, Luke, you're going to have to learn what seems
+to be important or what really is important. What good is all your
+uncle's work if it's taken over by the Empire?...You know they're
+starting to nationalize commerce in the central systems...it won't be
+long before your uncle is merely a tenant, slaving for the greater
+glory of the Empire.
+
+LUKE: It couldn't happen here. You said it yourself. The Empire won't
+bother with this rock.
+
+BIGGS: Things always change.
+
+LUKE: I wish I was going...Are you going to be around long?
+
+BIGGS: No, I'm leaving in the morning...
+
+LUKE: Then I guess I won't see you.
+
+BIGGS: Maybe someday...I'll keep a lookout.
+
+LUKE: Well, I'll be at the Academy next season...after that who knows.
+I won't be drafted into the Imperial Starfleet that's for sure...Take
+care of yourself, you'll always be the best friend I've got.
+
+BIGGS: So long, Luke.
+
+Biggs turns away from his old friend and heads towards the
+power station.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- SUNSET.
+
+The gargantuan rock formations are shrouded in a strange
+foreboding mist and the onimous sounds of unearthly creatures
+fill the air. Artoo moves cautiously through the creepy rock
+canyon, inadvertently making a loud clicking noise as he goes.
+He hears a distant, hard, metallic sound and stops for a
+moment. Convinced he is alone, he continues on his way.
+In the distance, a pepple tumbles down the steep canyon
+wall and a small dark figure darts into the shadows. A little
+further up the canyon a slight flicker of light reveals a pair
+of eyes in the dark recesses only a few feet from the narrow
+path.
+The unsuspecting robot waddles along the rugged trail until
+suddenly, out of nowhere, a powerful magnetic ray shoots out
+of the rocks and engulfs him in an eerie glow. He manages one
+short electronic squeak before he topples over onto his back.
+His bright computer lights flicker off, then on, then off
+again. Out of the rocks scurry three Jawas, no taller than
+Artoo. They holster strange and complex weapons as they
+cautiously approach the robot. They wear grubby cloaks and
+their faces are shrouded so only their glowing eyes can be
+seen. They hiss and make odd guttural sounds as they heave the
+heavy robot onto their shoulders and carry him off down the
+trail.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- SANDCRAWLER -- SUNSET.
+
+The eight Jawas carry Artoo out of the canyon to a huge
+tank-like vehicle the size of a four-story house. They weld a
+small disk on the side of Artoo and then put him under a large
+tube on the side of the vehicle and the little robot is sucked
+into the giant machine.
+The filthy little Jawas scurry like rats up small ladders
+and enter the main cabin of the behemoth transport.
+
+INTERIOR: SANDCRAWLER -- HOLD AREA.
+
+It is dim inside the hold area of the Sandcrawler. Artoo
+switches on a small floodlight on his forehead and stumbles
+around the scrap heap. The narrow beam swings across rusty
+metal rocket parts and an array of grotesquely twisted and
+maimed astro-robots. He lets out a pathetic electronic whimper
+and stumbles off toward what appears to be a door at the end
+of the chamber.
+
+INTERIOR: SANDCRAWLER -- PRISON AREA.
+
+Artoo enters a wide room with a four-foot ceiling. In the
+middle of the scrap heap sit a dozen or so robots of various
+shapes and sizes. Some are engaged in electronic conversation,
+while others simply mill about. A voice of recognition calls
+out from the gloom.
+
+THREEPIO: Artoo-Detoo! It's you! It's you!
+
+A battered Threepio scrambles up to Artoo and embraces him.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- SANDCRAWLER -- SUNSET.
+
+The enormous Sandcrawler lumbers off toward the magnificent
+twin suns, which are slowly setting over a distant mountain
+ridge.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT -- DAY.
+
+Four Imperial stormtroopers mill about in front of the half-
+buried lifepod that brought Artoo and Threepio to Tatooine. A
+trooper yells to an officer some distance away.
+
+FIRST TROOPER: Someone was in the pod. The tracks go off in this
+direction.
+
+A second trooper picks a small bit of metal out of the sand
+and gives it to the first trooper.
+
+SECOND TROOPER: Look, sir -- droids.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DUNES.
+
+The Sandcrawler moves slowly down a great sand dune.
+
+INTERIOR: SANDCRAWLER.
+
+Threepio and Artoo noisily bounce along inside the cramped
+prison chamber. Artoo appears to be shut off.
+
+THREEPIO: Wake up! Wake up!
+
+Suddenly the shaking and bouncing of the Sandcrawler stops,
+creating quite a commotion among the mechanical men.
+Threepio's fist bangs the head of Artoo whose computer lights
+pop on as he begins beeping. At the far end of the long
+chamber a hatch opens, filling the chamber with blinding white
+light. a dozen or so Jawas make their way through the odd
+assortment of robots.
+
+THREEPIO: We're doomed.
+
+A Jawa starts moving toward them.
+
+THREEPIO: Do you think they'll melt us down?
+
+Artoo responds, making beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Will this never end?
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT -- LARS HOMESTEAD -- AFTERNOON.
+
+The Jawas mutter gibberish as they busily line up their
+battered captives, including Artoo and Threepio, in front of
+the enormous Sandcrawler, which is parked beside a small
+homestead consisting of three large holes in the ground
+surrounded by several tall moisture vaporators and one small
+adobe block house.
+The Jawas scurry around fussing over the robots,
+straightening them up or brushing some dust from a dented
+metallic elbow. The shrouded little creatures smell horribly,
+attracting small insects to the dark areas when their mouths
+and nostrils should be.
+Out of the shadows of a dingy side-building limps Owen
+Lars, a large burly man in his mid-fifties. His reddish eyes
+are sunken in a dust-covered face. As the farmer carefully
+inspects each robot, he is closely followed by his slump-
+shouldered nephew, Luke Skywalker. One of the vile little
+Jawas walks ahead of the farmer spouting an animated sales
+pitch in a queer, unintelligible language.
+A voice calls out from one of the huge holes that form the
+homestead. Luke goes over to the edge and sees his Aunt Beru
+standing in the main courtyard.
+
+BERU: Luke, tell Owen that if he gets a translator to be sure it
+speaks Bocce.
+
+LUKE: It looks like we don't have much of a choice but I'll remind
+him.
+
+Luke returns to his uncle as they look over the equipment
+for sale with the Jawa leader.
+
+OWEN: I have no need for a protocol droid.
+
+THREEPIO: (quickly) Sir -- not in an environment such as this --
+that's why I've also been programmed for over thirty secondary
+functions that...
+
+OWEN: What I really need is a droid that understands the binary
+language of moisture vaporators.
+
+THREEPIO: Vaporators! Sir -- My first job was programming binary load
+lifter...very similar to your vaporators. You could say...
+
+OWEN: Do you speak Bocce?
+
+THREEPIO: Of course I can, sir. It's like a second language for
+me...I'm as fluent in Bocce...
+
+OWEN: All right shut up! (turning to Jawa) I'll take this one.
+
+THREEPIO: Shutting up, sir.
+
+OWEN: Luke, take these two over to the garage, will you? I want you to
+have both of them cleaned up before dinner.
+
+LUKE: But I was going into Toshi Station to pick up some power
+converters...
+
+OWEN: You can waste time with your friends when your chores are done.
+Now come on, get to it!
+
+LUKE: All right, come on! And the red one, come on. Well, come on,
+Red, let's go.
+
+As the Jawas start to lead the three remaining robots
+back into the Sandcrawler, Artoo lets out a pathetic little
+beep and starts after his old friend Threepio. He is
+restrained by a slimy Jawa, who zaps him with a control box.
+
+Owen is negotiating with the head Jawa. Luke and the two
+robots start off for the garage when a plate pops off the head
+of the red astro-droid's head plate and it sparks wildly.
+
+LUKE: Uncle Owen...
+
+OWEN: Yeah?
+
+LUKE: This R2 unit has a bad motivator. Look!
+
+OWEN: (to the head Jawa) Hey, what're you trying to push on us?
+
+The Jawa goes into a loud spiel. Meanwhile, Artoo has
+sneaked out of line and is moving up and down trying to
+attract attention. He lets out with a low whistle. Threepio
+taps Luke on the shoulder.
+
+THREEPIO: (pointing to Artoo) Excuse me, sir, but that R2 unit is in
+prime condition. A real bargain.
+
+LUKE: Uncle Owen...
+
+OWEN: Yeah?
+
+LUKE: What about that one?
+
+OWEN: (to Jawa) What about that blue one? We'll take that one.
+
+With a little reluctance the scruffy dwarf trades the
+damaged astro-droid for Artoo.
+
+LUKE: Yeah, take it away.
+
+THREEPIO: Uh, I'm quite sure you'll be very pleased with that one,
+sir. He really is in first-class condition. I've worked with him
+before. Here he comes.
+
+Owen pays off the whining Jawa as Luke and the two robots
+trudge off toward a grimy homestead entry.
+
+LUKE: Okay, let's go.
+
+THREEPIO: (to Artoo) Now, don't you forget this! Why I should stick my
+neck out for you is quite beyond my capacity!
+
+INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- GARAGE AREA -- LATE AFTERNOON.
+
+The garage is cluttered and worn, but a friendly peaceful
+atmosphere permeates the low grey chamber. Threepio lowers
+himself into a large tub filled with warm oil. Near the
+battered Landspeeder little Artoo rests on a large battery
+with a cord to his face.
+
+THREEPIO: Thank the maker! This oil bath is going to feel so good.
+I've got such a bad case of dust contamination, I can barely move!
+
+Artoo beeps a muffled reply. Luke seems to be lost in
+thought as he runs his hand over the damaged fin of a small
+two-man Skyhopper spaceship resting in a low hangar off the
+garage. Finally Luke's frustrations get the better of him and
+he slams a wrench across the workbench.
+
+LUKE: It just isn't fair. Oh, Biggs is right. I'm never gonna get out
+of here!
+
+THREEPIO: Is there anything I might do to help?
+
+Luke glances at the battered robot. A bit of his anger
+drains and a tiny smile creeps across his face.
+
+LUKE: Well, not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest, or
+teleport me off this rock!
+
+THREEPIO: I don't think so, sir. I'm only a droid and not very
+knowledgeable about such things. Not on this planet, anyways. As a
+matter of fact, I'm not even sure which planet I'm on.
+
+LUKE: Well, if there's a bright center to the universe, you're on the
+planet that it's farthest from.
+
+THREEPIO: I see, sir.
+
+LUKE: Uh, you can call me Luke.
+
+THREEPIO: I see, sir Luke.
+
+LUKE: (laughing) Just Luke.
+
+THREEPIO: And I am See-Threepio, human-cyborg relations, and this is
+my counterpart, Artoo-Detoo.
+
+LUKE: Hello.
+
+Artoo beeps in response. Luke unplugs Artoo and begins to
+scrape several connectors on the robot's head with a chrome
+pick. Threepio climbs out of the oil tub and begins wiping oil
+from his bronze body.
+
+LUKE: You got a lot of carbon scoring here. It looks like you boys
+have seen a lot of action.
+
+THREEPIO: With all we've been through, sometimes I'm amazed we're in
+as good condition as we are, what with the Rebellion and all.
+
+LUKE: You know of the Rebellion against the Empire?
+
+THREEPIO: That's how we came to be in your service, if you take my
+meaning, sir.
+
+LUKE: Have you been in many battles?
+
+THREEPIO: Several, I think. Actually, there's not much to tell. I'm
+not much more than an interpreter, and not very good at telling
+stories. Well, not at making them interesting, anyways.
+
+Luke struggles to remove a small metal fragment from Artoo's
+neck joint. He uses a larger pick.
+
+LUKE: Well, my little friend, you've got something jammed in here real
+good. Were you on a cruiser or...
+
+The fragment breaks loose with a snap, sending Luke
+tumbling head over heels. He sits up and sees a twelve-inch
+three-dimensional hologram of Leia Organa, the Rebel senator,
+being projected from the face of little Artoo. The image is a
+rainbow of colors as it flickers and jiggles in the dimly lit
+garage. Luke's mouth hangs open in awe.
+
+LEIA: Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope.
+
+LUKE: What's this?
+
+Artoo looks around and sheepishly beeps an answer for
+Threepio to translate. Leia continues to repeat the sentence
+fragment over and over.
+
+THREEPIO: What is what?!? He asked you a question...(pointing to Leia)
+What is that?
+
+Artoo whistles his surprise as he pretends to just notice
+the hologram. He looks around and sheepishly beeps an answer
+for Threepio to translate. Leia continues to repeat the
+sentence fragment over and over.
+
+LEIA: Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope. Help me, Obi-Wan
+Kenobi. You're my only hope.
+
+THREEPIO: Oh, he says it's nothing, sir. Merely a malfunction. Old
+data. Pay it no mind.
+
+Luke becomes intrigued by the beautiful girl.
+
+LUKE: Who is she? She's beautiful.
+
+THREEPIO: I'm afraid I'm not quite sure, sir.
+
+LEIA: Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi...
+
+THREEPIO: I think she was a passenger on our last voyage. A person of
+some importance, sir -- I believe. Our captain was attached to...
+
+LUKE: Is there more to this recording?
+
+Luke reaches out for Artoo but he lets out several frantic
+squeaks and a whistle.
+
+THREEPIO: Behave yourself, Artoo. You're going to get us in trouble.
+It's all right, you can trust him. He's our new master.
+
+Artoo whistles and beeps a long message to Threepio.
+
+THREEPIO: He says he's the property of Obi-Wan Kenobi, a resident of
+these parts. And it's a private message for him. Quite frankly, sir I
+don't know what he's talking about. Our last master was Captain
+Antilles, but with what we've been through, this little R2 unit has
+become a bit eccentric.
+
+LUKE: Obi-Wan Kenobi? I wonder if he means old Ben Kenobi?
+
+THREEPIO: I beg your pardon, sir, but do you know what he's talking
+about?
+
+LUKE: Well, I don't know anyone named Obi-Wan, but old Ben lives out
+beyond the dune sea. He's kind of a strange old hermit.
+
+Luke's gazes at the beautiful young princess for a few
+moments.
+
+LUKE: I wonder who she is. It sounds like she's in trouble. I'd better
+play back the whole thing.
+
+Artoo beeps something to Threepio.
+
+THREEPIO: He says the restraining bolt has short circuited his
+recording system. He suggests that if you remove the bolt, he might be
+able to play back the entire recording.
+
+Luke looks longingly at the lovely, little princess and
+hasn't really heard what Threepio has been saying.
+
+LUKE: H'm? Oh, yeah, well, I guess you're too small to run away on me
+if I take this off! Okay.
+
+Luke takes a wedged bar and pops the restraining bolt off
+Artoo's side.
+
+LUKE: There you go.
+
+The princess immediately disappears...
+
+LUKE: Well, wait a minute. Where'd she go? Bring her back! Play back
+the entire message.
+
+Artoo beeps an innocent reply as Threepio sits up in
+embarrassment.
+
+THREEPIO: What message? The one you're carrying inside your rusty
+innards!
+
+A women's voice calls out from another room.
+
+AUNT BERU: Luke? Luke! Come to dinner!
+
+Luke stands up and shakes his head at the malfunctioning
+robot.
+
+LUKE: All right, I'll be right there, Aunt Beru.
+
+THREEPIO: I'm sorry, sir, but he appears to have picked up a slight
+flutter.
+
+Luke tosses Artoo's restraining bolt on the workbench and
+hurries out of the room.
+
+LUKE: Well, see what you can do with him. I'll be right back.
+
+THREEPIO: (to Artoo) Just you reconsider playing that message for him.
+
+Artoo beeps in response.
+
+THREEPIO: No, I don't think he likes you at all.
+
+Artoo beeps.
+
+THREEPIO: No, I don't like you either.
+
+INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- DINING AREA.
+
+Luke's Aunt Beru, a warm, motherly woman, fills a pitcher
+with blue fluid from a refrigerated container in the well-used
+kitchen. She puts the pitcher on a tray with some bowls of
+food and starts for the dining area.
+Luke sits with his Uncle Owen before a table covered with
+steaming bowls of food as Aunt Beru carries in a bowl of red
+grain.
+
+LUKE: You know, I think that R2 unit we bought might have been stolen.
+
+OWEN: What makes you think that?
+
+LUKE: Well, I stumbled across a recording while I was cleaning him. He
+says he belongs to someone called Obi-Wan Kenobi.
+
+Owen is greatly alarmed at the mention of his name, but
+manages to control himself.
+
+LUKE: I thought he might have meant old Ben. Do you know what he's
+talking about? Well, I wonder if he's related to Ben.
+
+Owen breaks loose with a fit of uncontrolled anger.
+
+OWEN: That old man's just a crazy old wizard. Tomorrow I want you to
+take that R2 unit into Anchorhead and have its memory flushed. That'll
+be the end of it. It belongs to us now.
+
+LUKE: But what if this Obi-Wan comes looking for him?
+
+OWEN: He won't, I don't think he exists any more. He died about the
+same time as your father.
+
+LUKE: He knew my father?
+
+OWEN: I told you to forget it. Your only concern is to prepare the new
+droids for tomorrow. In the morning I want them on the south ridge
+working out those condensers.
+
+LUKE: Yes, sir. I think those new droids are going to work out fine.
+In fact, I, uh, was also thinking about our agreement about my staying
+on another season. And if these new droids do work out, I want to
+transmit my application to the Academy this year.
+
+Owen's face becomes a scowl, although he tries to suppress
+it.
+
+OWEN: You mean the next semester before harvest?
+
+LUKE: Sure, there're more than enough droids.
+
+OWEN: Harvest is when I need you the most. Only one more season. This
+year we'll make enough on the harvest so I'll be able to hire some
+more hands. And then you can go to the Academy next year.
+
+Luke continues to toy with his food, not looking at his
+uncle.
+
+OWEN: You must understand I need you here, Luke.
+
+LUKE: But it's a whole 'nother year.
+
+OWEN: Look, it's only one more season.
+
+Luke pushes his half-eaten plate of food aside and stands.
+
+LUKE: Yeah, that's what you said last year when Biggs and Tank left.
+
+AUNT BERU: Where are you going?
+
+LUKE: It looks like I'm going nowhere. I have to finish cleaning those
+droids.
+
+Resigned to his fate, Luke paddles out of the room. Owen
+mechanically finishes his dinner.
+
+AUNT BERU: Owen, he can't stay here forever. Most of his friends have
+gone. It means so much to him.
+
+OWEN: I'll make it up to him next year. I promise.
+
+AUNT BERU: Luke's just not a farmer, Owen. He has too much of his
+father in him.
+
+OWEN: That's what I'm afraid of.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- LARS HOMESTEAD.
+
+The giant twin suns of Tatooine slowly disappear behind a
+distant dune range. Luke stands watching them for a few
+moments, then reluctantly enters the doomed entrance to the
+homestead.
+
+INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- GARAGE.
+
+Luke enters the garage to discover the robots nowhere in
+sight. He takes a small control box from his utility belt
+similar to the one the Jawas were carrying. He activates the
+box, which creates a low hum, and Threepio, letting out a
+short yell, pops up from behind the Skyhopper spaceship.
+
+LUKE: What are you doing hiding there?
+
+Threepio stumbles forward, but Artoo is still nowhere in
+sight.
+
+THREEPIO: It wasn't my fault, sir. Please don't deactivate me. I told
+him not to go, but he's faulty, malfunctioning; kept babbling on about
+his mission.
+
+LUKE: Oh, no!
+
+Luke races out of the garage followed by Threepio.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- LARS HOMESTEAD.
+
+Luke rushes out of the small doomed entry to the homestead and
+searches the darkening horizon for the small triped astro-
+robot. Threepio struggles out of the homestead and on the salt
+flat as Luke scans the landscape with his electrobinoculars.
+
+THREEPIO: That R2 unit has always been a problem. These astro-droids
+are getting quite out of hand. Even I can't understand their logic at
+times.
+
+LUKE: How could I be so stupid? He's nowhere in sight. Blast it!
+
+THREEPIO: Pardon me, sir, but couldn't we go after him?
+
+LUKE: It's too dangerous with all the Sandpeople around. We'll have to
+wait until morning.
+
+Owen yells up from the homestead plaza.
+
+OWEN: Luke, I'm shutting the power down for the night.
+
+LUKE: All right, I'll be there in a few minutes. Boy, am I gonna get it.
+
+He takes one final look across the dim horizon.
+
+LUKE: You know that little droid is going to cause me a lot of
+trouble.
+
+THREEPIO: Oh, he excels at that, sir.
+
+INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- PLAZA.
+
+Morning slowly creeps into the sparse but sparkling oasis of
+the open courtyard. The idyll is broken be the yelling of
+Uncle Owen, his voice echoing throughout the homestead.
+
+OWEN: Luke? Luke? Luke? Where could he be loafing now!
+
+INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- KITCHEN.
+
+The interior of the kitchen is a worm glow as Aunt Beru prepares
+the morning breakfast. Owen enters in a huff.
+
+OWEN: Have you seen Luke this morning?
+
+AUNT BERU: He said he had some things to do before he started today,
+so he left early.
+
+OWEN: Uh? Did he take those two new droids with him?
+
+AUNT BERU: I think so.
+
+OWEN: Well, he'd better have those units in the south range repaired
+be midday or there'll be hell to pay!
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT WASTELAND -- LUKE'S SPEEDER -- DAY.
+
+The rock and sand of the desert floor are a blur as Threepio
+pilots the sleek Landspeeder gracefully across the vast
+wasteland.
+
+INTERIOR/EXTERIOR: LUKE'S SPEEDER -- DESERT WASTELAND -- TRAVELING -- DAY.
+
+Luke leans over the back of the speeder and adjusts something
+in the motor compartment.
+
+LUKE: (yelling) How's that.
+
+Threepio signals that is fine and Luke turns back into the
+wind-whipped cockpit and pops the canopy shut.
+
+LUKE: Old Ben Kenobi lives out in this direction somewhere, but I
+don't see how that R2 unit could have come this far. We must have
+missed him. Uncle Owen isn't going to take this very well.
+
+THREEPIO: Sir, would it help if you told him it was my fault.
+
+LUKE: (brightening) Sure. He needs you. He'd probably only deactivate
+you for a day or so...
+
+THREEPIO: Deactivate! Well, on the other hand if you hadn't removed
+his restraining bolt...
+
+LUKE: Wait, there's something dead ahead on the scanner. It looks like
+our droid...hit the accelerator.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK MESA -- DUNE SEA -- COASTLINE -- DAY.
+
+From high on a rock mesa, the tiny Landspeeder can be seen
+gliding across the desert floor. Suddenly in the foreground
+two weather-beaten Sandpeople shrouded in their grimy desert
+cloaks peer over the edge of the rock mesa. One of the
+marginally human creatures raises a long ominous laser rifle
+and points it at the speeder but the second creature grabs the
+gun before it can be fired.
+The Sandpeople, or Tusken Raiders as they're sometimes
+called, speak in a coarse barbaric language as they get into
+an animated argument. The second Tusken Raider seems to get in
+the final word and the nomads scurry over the rocky terrain.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK MESA -- CANYON.
+
+The Tusken Raider approaches two large Banthas standing tied
+to a rock. The monstrous, bear-like creatures are as large as
+elephants, with huge red eyes, tremendous looped horns, and
+long, furry, dinosaur-like tails. The Tusken Raiders mount
+saddles strapped to the huge creatures' shaggy backs and ride
+off down the rugged bluff.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- FLOOR.
+
+The speeder is parked on the floor of a massive canyon. Luke,
+with his long laser rifle slung over his shoulder, stands
+before little Artoo.
+
+LUKE: Hey, whoa, just where do you think you're going?
+
+The little droid whistles a feeble reply, as Threepio poses
+menacingly behind the little runaway.
+
+THREEPIO: Master Luke here is your rightful owner. We'll have no more
+of this Obi-Wan Kenobi jibberish...and don't talk to me about your
+mission, either. You're fortunate he doesn't blast you into a million
+pieces right here.
+
+LUKE: Well, come on. It's getting late. I only hope we can get back
+before Uncle Owen really blows up.
+
+THREEPIO: If you don't mind my saying so, sir, I think you should
+deactivate the little fugitive until you've gotten him back to your
+workshop.
+
+LUKE: No, he's not going to try anything.
+
+Suddenly the little robot jumps to life with a mass of
+frantic whistles and screams.
+
+LUKE: What's wrong with him now?
+
+THREEPIO: Oh my...sir, he says there are several creatures approaching
+from the southeast.
+
+Luke swings his rifle into position and looks to the south.
+
+LUKE: Sandpeople! Or worst! Come on, let's have a look. Come on.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- RIDGE -- DAY.
+
+Luke carefully makes his way to the top of a rock ridge and
+scans the canyon with his electrobinoculars. He spots the two
+riderless Banthas. Threepio struggles up behind the young
+adventurer.
+
+LUKE: There are two Banthas down there but I don't see any...wait a
+second, they're Sandpeople all right. I can see one of them now.
+
+Luke watches the distant Tusken Raider through his
+electrobinoculars. Suddenly something huge moves in front of
+his field of view. Before Luke or Threepio can react, a large,
+gruesome Tusken Raider looms over them. Threepio is startled
+and backs away, right off the side if the cliff. He can be
+heard for several moments as he clangs, bangs and rattles down
+the side of the mountain.
+The towering creature brings down his curved,
+double-pointed gaderffii -- the dreaded axe blade that has
+struck terror in the heart of the local settlers. But Luke
+manages to block the blow with his laser rifle, which is
+smashed to pieces. The terrified farm boy scrambles backward
+until he is forced to the edge of a deep crevice. The sinister
+Raider stands over him with his weapon raised and lets out a
+horrible shrieking laugh.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- ROCK CANYON -- FLOOR -- DAY.
+
+Artoo forces himself into the shadows of a small alcove in the
+rocks as the vicious Sandpeople walk past carrying the inert
+Luke Skywalker, who is dropped in a heap before the speeder.
+The Sandpeople ransack the speeder, throwing parts and
+supplies in all directions. Suddenly they stop. Then
+everything is quiet for a few moments. A great howling moan is
+heard echoing throughout the canyon which sends the Sandpeople
+fleeing in terror.
+Artoo moves even tighter into the shadows as the slight
+swishing sound that frightened off the Sandpeople grows even
+closer, until a shabby old desert-rat-of-a-man appears and
+leans over Luke. His ancient leathery face, cracked and
+weathered by exotic climates is set off by dark, penetrating
+eyes and a scraggly white beard. Ben Kenobi squints his eyes
+as he scrutinizes the unconscious farm boy. Artoo makes a
+slight sound and Ben turns and looks right at him.
+
+BEN: Hello there! Come here my little friend. Don't be afraid.
+
+Artoo waddles over to were Luke lies crumpled in a
+heap and begins to whistle and beep his concern. Ben
+puts his hand on Luke's forehead and he begins to
+come around.
+
+BEN: Don't worry, he'll be all right.
+
+LUKE: What happened?
+
+BEN: Rest easy, son, you've had a busy day. You're fortunate you're
+still in one piece.
+
+LUKE: Ben? Ben Kenobi! Boy, am I glad to see you!
+
+BEN: The Jundland wastes are not to be traveled lightly. Tell me young
+Luke, what brings you out this far?
+
+LUKE: Oh, this little droid! I think he's searching for his former
+master...I've never seen such devotion in a droid before...there
+seems to be no stopping him. He claims to be the property of an Obi-
+Wan Kenobi. Is he a relative of yours? Do you know who he's talking
+about?
+
+Ben ponders this for a moment, scratching his scruffy beard.
+
+BEN: Obi-Wan Kenobi...Obi-Wan? Now thats a name I haven't heard in a
+long time...a long time.
+
+LUKE: I think my uncle knew him. He said he was dead.
+
+BEN: Oh, he's not dead, not...not yet.
+
+LUKE: You know him!
+
+BEN: Well of course, of course I know him. He's me! I haven't gone by
+the name Obi-Wan since oh, before you were born.
+
+LUKE: Then the droid does belong to you.
+
+BEN: Don't seem to remember ever owning a droid. Very interesting...
+
+He suddenly looks up at the overhanging cliffs.
+
+BEN: I think we better get indoors. The Sandpeople are easily startled
+but they will soon be back and in greater numbers.
+
+Luke sits up and rubs his head. Artoo lets out a pathetic
+beep causing Luke to remember something. He looks around.
+
+LUKE: Threepio!
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- SAND PIT -- ROCK MESA -- DAY.
+
+Little Artoo stands at the edge of a large sand pit and begins
+to chatter away in electronic whistles and beeps. Luke and Ben
+stand over a very dented and tangled Threepio lying half
+buried in the sand. One of his arms has broken off.
+Luke tries to revive the inert robot by shaking him and
+then flips a hidden switch on his back several times until
+finally the mechanical man's systems turn on.
+
+THREEPIO: Where am I? I must have taken a bad step...
+
+LUKE: Can you stand? We've got to get out of here before the
+Sandpeople return.
+
+THREEPIO: I don't think I can make it. You go on, Master Luke. There's
+no sense in you risking yourself on my account. I'm done for.
+
+Artoo makes a beeping sound.
+
+LUKE: No, you're not. What kind of talk is that?
+
+Luke and Ben help the battered robot to his feet. Little
+Artoo watches from the top of the pit. Ben glances around
+suspiciously. Sensing something, he stands up and sniffs the
+air.
+
+BEN: Quickly, son...they're on the move.
+
+INTERIOR: KENOBI'S DWELLING.
+
+The small, spartan hovel is cluttered with desert junk but
+still manages to radiate an air of time-worn comfort and
+security. Luke is in one corner repairing Threepio's arm, as
+old Ben sits thinking.
+
+LUKE: No, my father didn't fight in the wars. He was a navigator on a
+spice freighter.
+
+BEN: That's what your uncle told you. He didn't hold with your
+father's ideals. Thought he should have stayed here and not gotten
+involved.
+
+LUKE: You fought in the Clone Wars?
+
+BEN: Yes, I was once a Jedi Knight the same as your father.
+
+LUKE: I wish I'd known him.
+
+BEN: He was the best star-pilot in the galaxy, and a cunning warrior.
+I understand you've become quite a good pilot yourself. And he was a
+good friend. Which reminds me...
+
+Ben gets up and goes to a chest where he rummages around.
+As Luke finishes repairing Threepio and starts to fit the
+restraining bolt back on, Threepio looks at him nervously.
+Luke thinks about the bolt for a moment then puts it on the
+table. Ben shuffles up and presents Luke with a short handle
+with several electronic gadgets attached to it.
+
+BEN: I have something here for you. Your father wanted you to have
+this when you were old enough, but your uncle wouldn't allow it. He
+feared you might follow old Obi-Wan on some damned-fool idealistic
+crusade like your father did.
+
+THREEPIO: Sir, if you'll not be needing me, I'll close down for
+awhile.
+
+LUKE: Sure, go ahead.
+
+Ben hands Luke the saber.
+
+LUKE: What is it?
+
+BEN: Your fathers lightsaber. This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not
+as clumsy or as random as a blaster.
+
+Luke pushes a button on the handle. A long beam shoots out
+about four feet and flickers there. The light plays across the
+ceiling.
+
+BEN: An elegant weapon for a more civilized time. For over a thousand
+generations the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice
+in the Old Republic. Before the dark times, before the Empire.
+
+Luke hasn't really been listening.
+
+LUKE: How did my father die?
+
+BEN: A young Jedi named Darth Vader, who was a pupil of mine until he
+turned to evil, helped the Empire hunt down and destroy the Jedi
+Knights. He betrayed and murdered your father. Now the Jedi are all
+but extinct. Vader was seduced by the dark side of the Force.
+
+LUKE: The Force?
+
+BEN: Well, the Force is what gives a Jedi his power. It's an energy
+field created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us.
+It binds the galaxy together.
+
+Artoo makes beeping sounds.
+
+BEN: Now, let's see if we can't figure out what you are, my little
+friend. And where you come from.
+
+LUKE: I saw part of the message he was...
+
+Luke is cut short as the recorded image of the beautiful
+young Rebel princess is projected from Artoo's face.
+
+BEN: I seem to have found it.
+
+Luke stops his work as the lovely girl's image flickers
+before his eyes.
+
+LEIA: General Kenobi, years ago you served my father in the Clone
+Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the Empire.
+I regret that I am unable to present my father's request to you in
+person, but my ship has fallen under attack and I'm afraid my mission
+to bring you to Alderaan has failed. I have placed information vital
+to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2
+unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid
+safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour.
+Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope.
+
+There is a little static and the transmission is cut short.
+Old Ben leans back and scratches his head. He silently puffs
+on a tarnished chrome water pipe. Luke has stars in his eyes.
+
+BEN: You must learn the ways of the Force if you're to come with me to
+Alderaan.
+
+LUKE: (laughing) Alderaan? I'm not going to Alderaan. I've got to go
+home. It's late, I'm in for it as it is.
+
+BEN: I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I'm getting too old
+for this sort of thing.
+
+LUKE: I can't get involved! I've got work to do! It's not that I like
+the Empire. I hate it! But there's nothing I can do about it right
+now. It's such a long way from here.
+
+BEN: That's your uncle talking.
+
+LUKE: (sighing) Oh, God, my uncle. How am I ever going to explain
+this?
+
+BEN: Learn about the Force, Luke.
+
+LUKE: Look, I can take you as far as Anchorhead. You can get a
+transport there to Mos Eisley or wherever you're going.
+
+BEN: You must do what you feel is right, of course.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+An Imperial Stardestroyer heads toward the evil planet-like
+battle station: the Death Star!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONFERENCE ROOM.
+
+Eight Imperial senators and generals sit around a black
+conference table. Imperial stormtroopers stand guard around
+the room. Commander Tagge, a young, slimy-looking general, is
+speaking.
+
+TAGGE: Until this battle station is fully operational we are
+vulnerable. The Rebel Alliance is too well equipped. They're more
+dangerous than you realize.
+
+The bitter Admiral Motti twists nervously in his chair.
+
+MOTTI: Dangerous to your starfleet, Commander, not to this battle
+station!
+
+TAGGE: The Rebellion will continue to gain a support in the Imperial
+Senate as long as....
+
+Suddenly all heads turn as Commander Tagge's speech is cut
+short and the Grand Moff Tarkin, governor of the Imperial
+outland regions, enters. He is followed by his powerful ally,
+The Sith Lord, Darth Vader. All of the generals stand and bow
+before the thin, evil-looking governor as he takes his place
+at the head of the table. The Dark Lord stands behind him.
+
+TARKIN: The Imperial Senate will no longer be of any concern to us.
+I've just received word that the Emperor has dissolved the council
+permanently. The last remnants of the Old Republic have been swept
+away.
+
+TAGGE: That's impossible! How will the Emperor maintain control
+without the bureaucracy?
+
+TARKIN: The regional governors now have direct control over
+territories. Fear will keep the local systems in line. Fear of this
+battle station.
+
+TAGGE: And what of the Rebellion? If the Rebels have obtained a
+complete technical readout of this station, it is possible, however
+unlikely, that they might find a weakness and exploit it.
+
+VADER: The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands.
+
+MOTTI: Any attack made by the Rebels against this station would be a
+useless gesture, no matter what technical data they've obtained. This
+station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use
+it!
+
+VADER: Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've
+constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to
+the power of the Force.
+
+MOTTI: Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader.
+Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure
+up the stolen data tapes, or given you clairvoyance enough to find the
+Rebel's hidden fort...
+
+Suddenly Motti chokes and starts to turn blue under Vader's
+spell.
+
+VADER: I find your lack of faith disturbing.
+
+TARKIN: Enough of this! Vader, release him!
+
+VADER: As you wish.
+
+TARKIN: This bickering is pointless. Lord Vader will provide us with
+the location of the Rebel fortress by the time this station is
+operational. We will then crush the Rebellion with one swift stroke.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- WASTELAND.
+
+The speeder stops before what remains of the huge Jawas
+Sandcrawler. Luke and Ben walk among the smoldering rubble
+and scattered bodies.
+
+LUKE: It looks like Sandpeople did this, all right. Look, here are
+Gaffi sticks, Bantha tracks. It's just...I never heard of them hitting
+anything this big before.
+
+Ben is crouching in the sand studying the tracks.
+
+BEN: They didn't. But we are meant to think they did. These tracks are
+side by side. Sandpeople always ride single file to hide there numbers.
+
+LUKE: These are the same Jawas that sold us Artoo and Threepio.
+
+BEN: And these blast points, too accurate for Sandpeople. Only
+Imperial stormtroopers are so precise.
+
+LUKE: Why would Imperial troops want to slaughter Jawas?
+
+Luke looks back at the speeder where Artoo and Threepio are
+inspecting the dead Jawas, and put two and two together.
+
+LUKE: If they traced the robots here, they may have learned who they
+sold them to. And that would lead them home!
+
+Luke reaches a sudden horrible realization, then races for
+the speeder and jumps it.
+
+BEN: Wait, Luke! It's too dangerous.
+
+Luke races off leaving Ben and the two robots alone with
+the burning Sandcrawler.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- WASTELAND.
+
+Luke races across the wasteland in his battered Landspeeder.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- LARS HOMESTEAD.
+
+The speeder roars up to the burning homestead. Luke jumps out
+and runs to the smoking holes that were once his home. Debris
+is scattered everywhere and it looks as if a great battle has
+taken place.
+
+LUKE: Uncle Owen! Aunt Beru! Uncle Owen!
+
+Luke stumbles around in a daze looking for his aunt and
+uncle. Suddenly he comes upon their smoldering remains. He is
+stunned, and cannot speak. Hate replaces fear and a new
+resolve comes over him.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Imperial TIE fighter races toward the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DETENTION CORRIDOR.
+
+Two stormtroopers open an electronic cell door and allow
+several Imperial guards to enter. Princess Leia's face is
+filled with defiance, which slowly gives way to fear as a
+giant black torture robot enters, followed by Darth Vader.
+
+VADER: And, now Your Highness, we will discuss the location of your
+hidden Rebel base.
+
+The torture robot gives off a steady beeping sound as it
+approaches Princess Leia and extends one of its mechanical
+arms bearing a large hypodermic needle. The door slides shut
+and the long cell block hallway appears peaceful. The muffled
+screams of the Rebel princess are barely heard.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- WASTELAND.
+
+There is a large bonfire of Jawa bodies blazing in front of
+the Sandcrawler as Ben and the robots finish burning the dead.
+Luke drives up in the speeder and Ben walks over to him.
+
+BEN: There's nothing you could have done, Luke, had you been there.
+You'd have been killed, too, and the droids would be in the hands of
+the Empire.
+
+LUKE: I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing here for me
+now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my
+father.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- WASTELAND.
+
+The Landspeeder with Luke, Artoo, Threepio, and Ben in it
+zooms across the desert. The speeder stops on a bluff
+overlooking the spaceport at Mos Eisley. It is a haphazard
+array of low, grey, concrete structures and semi-domes. A
+harsh gale blows across the stark canyon floor. Luke adjusts
+his goggles and walks to the edge of the craggy bluff where
+Ben is standing.
+
+BEN: Mos Eisley Spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of
+scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
+
+Ben looks over at Luke, who gives the old Jedi a determined
+smile.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+The speeder is stopped on a crowded street by several
+combat-hardend stormtroopers who look over the two robots. A
+Trooper questions Luke.
+
+TROOPER: How long have you had these droids?
+
+LUKE: About three or four seasons.
+
+BEN: They're for sale if you want them.
+
+TROOPER: Let me see your identification.
+
+Luke becomes very nervous as he fumbles to find his ID
+while Ben speaks to the Trooper in a very controlled voice.
+
+BEN: You don't need to see his identification.
+
+TROOPER: We don't need to see his identification.
+
+BEN: These are not the droids your looking for.
+
+TROOPER: These are not the droids we're looking for.
+
+BEN: He can go about his business.
+
+TROOPER: You can go about your business.
+
+BEN: (to Luke) Move along.
+
+TROOPER: Move along. Move along.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+The speeder pulls up in front of a rundown blockhouse cantina
+on the outskirts of the spaceport. Various strange forms of
+transport, including several unusual beasts of burden, are
+parked outside the bar. A Jawa runs up and begins to fondle
+the speeder.
+
+THREEPIO: I can't abide these Jawas. Disgusting creatures.
+
+As Luke gets out of the speeder he tries to shoo the Jawa
+away.
+
+LUKE: Go on, go on. I can't understand how we got by those troopers. I
+thought we were dead.
+
+BEN: The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded. You
+will find it a powerful ally.
+
+LUKE: Do you really think we're going to find a pilot here that'll
+take us to Alderaan?
+
+BEN: Well, most of the best freighter pilots can be found here. Only
+watch your step. This place can be a little rough.
+
+LUKE: I'm ready for anything.
+
+THREEPIO: Come along, Artoo.
+
+INTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- CANTINA.
+
+The young adventurer and his two mechanical servants follow
+Ben Kenobi into the smoke-filled cantina. The murky, moldy den
+is filled with a startling array of weird and exotic alien
+creatures and monsters at the long metallic bar. At first the
+sight is horrifying. One-eyed, thousand-eyed, slimy, furry,
+scaly, tentacled, and clawed creatures huddle over drinks. Ben
+moves to an empty spot at the bar near a group of repulsive
+but human scum. A huge, rough-looking Bartender stops Luke and
+the robots.
+
+BARTENDER: We don't serve their kind here!
+
+Luke still recovering from the shock of seeing so many
+outlandish creatures, doesn't quite catch the bartender's
+drift.
+
+LUKE: What?
+
+BARTENDER: Your droids. They'll have to wait outside. We don't want
+them here.
+
+Luke looks at old Ben, who is busy talking to one of the
+Galactic pirates. He notices several of the gruesome creatures
+along the bar are giving him a very unfriendly glare.
+Luke pats Threepio on the shoulder.
+
+LUKE: Listen, why don't you wait out by the speeder. We don't want any
+trouble.
+
+THREEPIO: I heartily agree with you sir.
+
+Threepio and his stubby partner go outside and most of the
+creatures at the bar go back to their drinks.
+Ben is standing next to Chewbacca, an eight-foot-tall-
+savage-looking creature resembling a huge grey bushbaby monkey
+with fierce baboon-like fangs. His large blue eyes dominate a
+fur-covered face and soften his otherwise awesome appearance.
+Over his matted, furry body he wears two chrome bandoliers,
+and little else. He is a two-hundred-year-old Wookiee and a
+sight to behold.
+Ben speaks to the Wookiee, pointing to Luke several times
+during his conversation and the huge creature suddenly lets
+out a horrifying laugh. Luke is more than a little bit
+disconcerted and pretends not to hear the conversation between
+Ben and the giant Wookiee.
+Luke is terrified but tries not to show it. He quietly sips
+his drink, looking over the crowd for a more sympathetic ear
+or whatever.
+A large, multiple-eyed Creature gives Luke a rough shove.
+
+CREATURE: Negola dewaghi wooldugger?!?
+
+The hideous freak is obviously drunk. Luke tries to ignore
+the creature and turns back on his drink. A short, grubby
+Human and an even smaller rodent-like beast join the
+belligerent monstrosity.
+
+HUMAN: He doesn't like you.
+
+LUKE: I'm sorry.
+
+HUMAN: I don't like you either
+
+The big creature is getting agitated and yells out some
+unintelligible gibberish at the now rather nervous, young
+adventurer.
+
+HUMAN: (continued) Don't insult us. You just watch yourself. We're
+wanted men. I have the death sentence in twelve systems.
+
+LUKE: I'll be careful than.
+
+HUMAN: You'll be dead.
+
+The rodent lets out a loud grunt and everything at the bar
+moves away. Luke tries to remain cool but it isn't easy. His
+three adversaries ready their weapons. Old Ben moves in behind
+Luke.
+
+BEN: This little one isn't worth the effort. Come let me buy you
+something...
+
+A powerful blow from the unpleasant creature sends the
+young would-be Jedi sailing across the room, crashing through
+tables and breaking a large jug filled with a foul-looking
+liquid. With a blood curdling shriek, the monster draws a
+wicked chrome laser pistol from his belt and levels it at old
+Ben. The bartender panics.
+
+BARTENDER: No blasters! No blaster!
+
+With astounding agility old Ben's laser sword sparks to
+life and in a flash an arm lies on the floor. The rodent is
+cut in two and the giant multiple-eyed creature lies doubled,
+cut from chin to groin. Ben carefully and precisely turns off
+his laser sword and replaces it on his utility belt. Luke,
+shaking and totally amazed at the old man's abilities, attempts
+to stand. The entire fight has lasted only a matter of seconds.
+The cantina goes back to normal, although Ben is given a
+respectable amount of room at the bar. Luke, rubbing his
+bruised head, approaches the old man with new awe. Ben points
+the the Wookiee.
+
+BEN: This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our
+needs.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+Threepio paces in front of the cantina as Artoo carries on an
+electronic conversation with another little red astro-droid. A
+creature comes out of the cantina and approaches two
+stormtroopers in the street.
+
+THREEPIO: I don't like the look of this.
+
+INTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- CANTINA.
+
+Strange creatures play exotic big band music on odd-looking
+instruments as Luke, still giddy, downs a fresh drink and
+follows Ben and Chewbacca to a booth where Han Solo is
+sitting. Han is a tough, roguish starpilot about thirty years
+old. A mercenary on a starship, he is simple, sentimental, and
+cocksure.
+
+HAN: Han Solo. I'm captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells
+me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system.
+
+BEN: Yes, indeed. If it's a fast ship.
+
+HAN: Fast ship? You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?
+
+BEN: Should I have?
+
+HAN: It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve
+parsecs!
+
+Ben reacts to Solo's stupid attempt to impress them with
+obvious misinformation.
+
+HAN: (continued) I've outrun Imperial starships, not the local
+bulk-cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships
+now. She's fast enough for you, old man. What's the cargo?
+
+BEN: Only passengers. Myself, the boy, two droids, and no questions
+asked.
+
+HAN: What is it? Some kind of local trouble?
+
+BEN: Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements.
+
+HAN: Well, that's the trick, isn't it? And it's going to cost you
+something extra. Ten thousand in advance.
+
+LUKE: Ten thousand? We could almost buy our own ship for that!
+
+HAN: But who's going to fly it, kid! You?
+
+LUKE: You bet I could. I'm not such a bad pilot myself! We don't have
+to sit here and listen...
+
+BEN: We haven't that much with us. But we could pay you two thousand
+now, plus fifteen when we reach Alderaan.
+
+HAN: Seventeen, huh!
+
+Han ponders this for a few moments.
+
+HAN: Okay. You guys got yourself a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're
+ready. Docking bay Ninety-four.
+
+BEN: Ninety-four.
+
+HAN: Looks like somebody's beginning to take an interest in your
+handiwork.
+
+Ben and Luke turn around to see four Imperial stormtroopers
+looking at the dead bodies and asking the bartenders some
+questions. The bartender points to the booth.
+
+TROOPER: All right, we'll check it out.
+
+The stormtroopers look over at the booth but Luke and Ben
+are gone. The bartender shrugs his shoulders in puzzlement.
+
+HAN: Seventeen thousand! Those guys must really be desperate. This
+could really save my neck. Get back to the ship and get her ready.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+BEN: You'll have to sell your speeder.
+
+LUKE: That's okay. I'm never coming back to this planet again.
+
+INTERIOR: MOS EISLEY -- CANTINA.
+
+As Han is about to leave, Greedo, a slimy green-faced alien
+with a short trunk-nose, pokes a gun in his side. The creature
+speaks in a foreign tongue translated into English subtitles.
+
+GREEDO: Going somewhere, Solo?
+
+HAN: Yes, Greedo. As a matter of fact, I was just going to see your
+boss. Tell Jabba that I've got his money.
+
+Han sits down and the alien sits across from him holding
+the gun on him.
+
+GREEDO: It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the
+chance. Jabba's put a price on your head, so large that every bounty
+hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm lucky I found you
+first.
+
+HAN: Yeah, but this time I got the money.
+
+GREEDO: If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.
+
+HAN: I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba...
+
+GREEDO: Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers who
+drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.
+
+HAN: Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?
+
+Han Solo slowly reaches for his gun under the table.
+
+GREEDO: You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship.
+
+HAN: Over my dead body.
+
+GREEDO: That's the idea. I've been looking forward to killing you for
+a long time.
+
+HAN: Yes, I'll bet you have.
+
+Suddenly the slimy alien disappears in a blinding flash of
+light. Han pulls his smoking gun from beneath the table as the
+other patron look on in bemused amazement. Han gets up and
+starts out of the cantina, flipping the bartender some coins
+as he leaves.
+
+HAN: Sorry about the mess.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Several TIE fighters approach the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+VADER: Her resistance to the mind probe is considerable. It will be
+some time before we can extract any information from her.
+
+An Imperial Officer interrupts the meeting.
+
+IMPERIAL OFFICER: The final check-out is complete. All systems are
+operational. What course shall we set?
+
+TARKIN: Perhaps she would respond to an alternative form of
+persuasion.
+
+VADER: What do you mean?
+
+TARKIN: I think it is time we demonstrate the full power of this
+station. (to soldier) Set your course for Princess Leia's home planet
+of Alderaan.
+
+TROOPER: With pleasure.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+Four heavily-armed stormtroopers move menacingly along a
+narrow slum alleyway crowed with darkly clad creatures hawking
+exotic goods in the dingy little stalls. Men, monsters, and
+robots crouch in the waste-filled doorways, whispering and
+hiding from the hot winds.
+
+THREEPIO: Lock the door, Artoo.
+
+One of the troopers checks a tightly locked door and moves
+on down the alleyway. The door slides open a crack and
+Threepio peeks out. Artoo is barely visible in the background.
+
+TROOPER: All right, check that side of the street. It's secure. Move
+on to the next door.
+
+The door opens, Threepio moves into the doorway.
+
+THREEPIO: I would much rather have gone with Master Luke than stay
+here with you. I don't know what all the trouble is about, but I'm
+sure it must be your fault.
+
+Artoo makes beeping sounds.
+
+THREEPIO: You watch your language!
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET -- ALLEYWAY -- USED SPEEDER LOT.
+
+Ben and Luke are standing in a sleazy used speeder lot,
+talking with a tall, grotesque, insect-like used speeder
+dealer. Strange exotic bodies and spindly-legged beasts pass
+by as the insect concludes the sale by giving Luke some coins.
+
+LUKE: He says it's the best he can do. Since the XP-38 came out,
+they're just not in demand.
+
+BEN: It will be enough.
+
+Ben and Luke leave the speeder lot and walk down the dusty
+alleyway past a small robot herding a bunch of anteater-like
+creatures. Luke turns and gives one last forlorn look at his
+faithful speeder as he rounds a corner. A darkly clad creature
+moves out of the shadows as they pass and watches them as they
+disappear down another alley.
+
+BEN: If the ship's as fast as he's boasting, we ought to do well.
+
+INTERIOR: DOCKING BAY 94 -- DAY.
+
+Jabba the Hut and a half-dozen grisly alien pirates and purple
+creatures stand in the middle of the docking bay. Jabba is the
+grossest of the slavering hulks and his scarred face is a grim
+testimonial to his prowess as a vicious killer. He is a fat,
+slug-like creature with eyes on extended feelers and a huge
+ugly mouth.
+
+JABBA: Come on out, Solo!
+
+A voice from directly behind the pirates startles them and
+they turn around to see Han Solo and the giant Wookiee,
+Chewbacca, standing behind them with no weapons in sight.
+
+HAN: I've been waiting for you, Jabba.
+
+JABBA: I expected you would be.
+
+HAN: I'm not the type to run.
+
+JABBA: (fatherly-smooth) Han, my boy, there are times when you
+disappoint me...why haven't you paid me? And why did you have to fry
+poor Greedo like that...after all we've been through together.
+
+HAN: You sent Greedo to blast me.
+
+JABBA: (mock surprise) Han, why you're the best smuggler in the
+business. You're too valuable to fry. He was only relaying my concern
+at your delays. He wasn't going to blast you.
+
+HAN: I think he thought he was. Next time don't send one of those
+twerps. If you've got something to say to me, come see me yourself.
+
+JABBA: Han, Han! If only you hadn't had to dump that shipment of
+spice...you understand I just can't make an exception. Where would I
+be if every pilot who smuggled for me dumped their shipment at the
+first sign of an Imperial starship? It's not good business.
+
+HAN: You know, even I get boarded sometimes, Jabba. I had no choice,
+but I've got a charter now and I can pay you back, plus a little
+extra. I just need some more time.
+
+JABBA: (to his men) Put your blasters away. Han, my boy, I'm only
+doing this because you're the best and I need you. So, for an extra,
+say twenty percent I'll give you a little more time...but this is it.
+If you disappoint me again, I'll put a price on your head so large you
+won't be able to go near a civilized system for the rest of your short
+life.
+
+HAN: Jabba, I'll pay you because it's my pleasure.
+
+EXTERIOR: DOCKING PORT ENTRY -- ALLEYWAY.
+
+Chewbacca waits restlessly at the entrance to Docking Bay 94.
+Ben, Luke, and the robots make their way up the street.
+Chewbacca jabbers excitedly and signals for them to hurry. The
+darkly clad creature has followed them from the speeder lot.
+He stops in a nearby doorway and speaks into a small
+transmitter.
+
+INTERIOR: MOS EISLEY SPACEPORT -- DOCKING BAY 94
+
+Chewbacca leads the group into a giant dirt pit that is Docking
+Bay 94. Resting in the middle of the huge hole is a large,
+round, beat-up, pieced-together hunk of junk that could only
+loosely be called a starship.
+
+LUKE: What a piece of junk.
+
+The tall figure of Han Solo comes down the boarding ramp.
+
+HAN: She'll make point five beyond the speed of light. She may not
+look like much, but she's got it where it counts, kid. I've added some
+special modifications myself.
+
+Luke scratches his head. It's obvious he isn't sure about
+all this. Chewbacca rushes up the ramp and urges the others to
+follow.
+
+HAN: We're a little rushed, so if you'll hurry aboard we'll get out of
+here.
+
+The group rushes up the gang plank, passing a grinning Han
+Solo.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON.
+
+Chewbacca settles into the pilot's chair and starts the mighty
+engines of the starship.
+
+INTERIOR: MOS EISLEY SPACEPORT -- DOCKING BAY 94.
+
+Luke, Ben, Threepio, and Artoo move toward the Millennium
+Falcon passing Solo.
+
+THREEPIO: Hello, sir.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREET.
+
+Eight Imperial stormtroopers rush up to the darkly clad
+creature.
+
+TROOPER: Which way?
+
+The darkly clad creature points to the door of the docking
+bay.
+
+TROOPER: All right, men. Load your weapons!
+
+INTERIOR: MOS EISLEY SPACEPORT -- DOCKING BAY 94.
+
+The troops hold their guns at the ready and charge down the
+docking bay entrance.
+
+TROOPER: Stop that ship!
+
+Han Solo looks up and sees the Imperial stormtroopers
+rushing into the docking bay. Several of the troopers fire at
+Han as he ducks into the spaceship.
+
+TROOPER: Blast 'em!
+
+Han draws his laser pistol and pops off a couple of shots
+which force the stormtroopers to dive for safety. The
+pirateship engines whine as Han hits the release button that
+slams the overhead entry shut.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON.
+
+HAN: Chewie, get us out of here!
+
+The group straps in for take off.
+
+THREEPIO: Oh, my. I'd forgotten how much I hate space travel.
+
+EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- MOS EISLEY -- STREETS.
+
+The half-dozen stormtroopers at a check point hear the general
+alarm and look to the sky as the huge starship rises above the
+dingy slum dwellings and quickly disappears into the morning
+sky.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Han climbs into the pilot's chair next to Chewbacca, who
+chatters away as he points to something on the radar scope.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- PLANET TATOOINE.
+
+The Corellian pirateship zooms from Tatooine into space.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Han frantically types information into the ship's computer.
+Little Artoo appears momentarily at the cockpit doorway, makes
+a few beeping remarks, then scurries away.
+
+HAN: It looks like an Imperial cruiser. Our passengers must be hotter
+than I thought. Try and hold them off. Angle the deflector shield
+while I make the calculations for the jump to light speed.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- PLANET TATOOINE.
+
+The Millennium Falcon pirateship races away from the yellow
+planet, Tatooine. It is followed by two huge Imperial
+stardestroyers.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Over the shoulders of Chewbacca and Han, we can see the galaxy
+spread before them. Luke and Ben make their way into the
+cramped cockpit where Han continues his calculation.
+
+HAN: Stay sharp! There are two more coming in; they're going to try to
+cut us off.
+
+LUKE: Why don't you outrun them? I thought you said this thing was
+fast.
+
+HAN: Watch your mouth, kid, or you're going to find yourself floating
+home. We'll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyperspace.
+Besides, I know a few maneuvers. We'll lose them!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- PLANET TATOOINE.
+
+Imperial cruisers fire at the pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+The ship shudders as an explosion flashes outside the window.
+
+HAN: Here's where the fun begins!
+
+BEN: How long before you can make the jump to light speed?
+
+HAN: It'll take a few moments to get the coordinates from the
+navi-computer.
+
+The ship begins to rock violently as lasers hit it.
+
+LUKE: Are you kidding? At the rate they're gaining...
+
+HAN: Traveling through hyperspace isn't like dusting crops, boy!
+Without precise calculations we could fly right through a star or
+bounce too close to a supernova and that'd end your trip real quick,
+wouldn't it?
+
+The ship is now constantly battered with laserfire as a red
+warning light begins to flash.
+
+LUKE: What's that flashing?
+
+HAN: We're losing our deflector shield. Go strap yourself in, I'm
+going to make the jump to light speed.
+
+The galaxy brightens and they move faster, almost as if
+crashing a barrier. Stars become streaks as the pirateship
+makes the jump to hyperspace.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Millennium Falcon zooms into infinity in less than a
+second.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Alderaan looms behind the Death Star battlestation.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Admiral Motti enters the quiet control room and bows before
+Governor Tarkin, who stands before the huge wall screen
+displaying a small green planet.
+
+MOTTI: We've entered the Alderaan system.
+
+Vader and two stormtroopers enter with Princess Leia. Her
+hands are bound.
+
+LEIA: Governor Tarkin, I should have expected to find you holding
+Vader's leash. I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on
+board.
+
+TARKIN: Charming to the last. You don't know how hard I found it
+signing the order to terminate your life!
+
+LEIA: I surprised you had the courage to take the responsibility
+yourself!
+
+TARKIN: Princess Leia, before your execution I would like you to be my
+guest at a ceremony that will make this battle station operational. No
+star system will dare oppose the Emperor now.
+
+LEIA: The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems
+will slip through your fingers.
+
+TARKIN: Not after we demonstrate the power of this station. In a way,
+you have determined the choice of the planet that'll be destroyed
+first. Since you are reluctant to provide us with the location of the
+Rebel base, I have chosen to test this station's destructive power...
+on your home planet of Alderaan.
+
+LEIA: No! Alderaan is peaceful. We have no weapons. You can't
+possibly...
+
+TARKIN: You would prefer another target? A military target? Then name
+the system!
+
+Tarkin waves menacingly toward Leia.
+
+TARKIN: I grow tired of asking this. So it'll be the last time. Where
+is the Rebel base?
+
+Leia overhears an intercom voice announcing the approach to
+Alderaan.
+
+LEIA: (softly) Dantooine.
+
+Leia lowers her head.
+
+LEIA: They're on Dantooine.
+
+TARKIN: There. You see Lord Vader, she can be reasonable. (addressing
+Motti) Continue with the operation. You may fire when ready.
+
+LEIA: What?
+
+TARKIN: You're far too trusting. Dantooine is too remote to make an
+effective demonstration. But don't worry. We will deal with your Rebel
+friends soon enough.
+
+LEIA: No!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- BLAST CHAMBER.
+
+VADER: Commence primary ignition.
+
+A button is pressed which switches on a panel of lights. A
+hooded Imperial soldier reaches overhead and pulls a lever.
+Another lever is pulled. Vader reaches for still another lever
+and a bank of lights on a panel and wall light up. A huge beam
+of light emanates from within a cone-shaped area and converges
+into a single laser beam out toward Alderaan. The small green
+planet of Alderaan is blown into space dust.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- CENTRAL HOLD AREA.
+
+Ben watches Luke practice the lightsaber with a small "seeker"
+robot. Ben suddenly turns away and sits down. He falters,
+seems almost faint.
+
+LUKE: Are you all right? What's wrong?
+
+BEN: I felt a great disturbance in the Force...as if millions of
+voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear
+something terrible has happened.
+
+Ben rubs his forehead. He seems to drift into a trance. Then
+he fixes his gaze on Luke.
+
+BEN: You'd better get on with your exercises.
+
+Han Solo enters the room.
+
+HAN: Well, you can forget your troubles with those Imperial slugs. I
+told you I'd outrun 'em.
+
+Luke is once again practicing with the lightsaber.
+
+HAN: Don't everyone thank me at once.
+
+Threepio watches Chewbacca and Artoo who are engrossed in a
+game in which three-dimensional holographic figures move along
+a chess-type board.
+
+HAN: Anyway, we should be at Alderaan about oh-two-hundred hours.
+
+Chewbacca and the two robots sit around the lighted table
+covered with small holographic monsters. Each side of the
+table has a small computer monitor embedded in it. Chewbacca
+seems very pleased with himself as he rests his lanky fur-
+covered arms over his head.
+
+THREEPIO: Now be careful, Artoo.
+
+Artoo immediately reaches up and taps the computer with his
+stubby claw hand, causing one of the holographic creatures to
+walk to the new square. A sudden frown crosses Chewbacca's
+face and he begins yelling gibberish at the tiny robot.
+Threepio intercedes on behalf of his small companion and
+begins to argue with the huge Wookiee.
+
+THREEPIO: He made a fair move. Screaming about it won't help you.
+
+HAN: (interrupting) Let him have it. It's not wise to upset a Wookiee.
+
+THREEPIO: But sir, nobody worries about upsetting a droid.
+
+HAN: That's 'cause droids don't pull people's arms out of their socket
+when they lose. Wookiees are known to do that.
+
+THREEPIO: I see your point, sir. I suggest a new strategy, Artoo. Let
+the Wookiee win.
+
+Luke stands in the middle of the small hold area; he seems
+frozen in place. A humming lightsaber is held high over his
+head. Ben watches him from the corner, studying his movements.
+Han watches with a bit of smugness.
+
+BEN: Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing through him.
+
+LUKE: You mean it controls your actions?
+
+BEN: Partially. But it also obeys your commands.
+
+Suspended at eye level, about ten feet in front of Luke, a
+"seeker", a chrome baseball-like robot covered with antennae,
+hovers slowly in a wide arc. The ball floats to one side of
+the youth then the other. Suddenly it makes a lightning-swift
+lunge and stops within a few feet of Luke's face. Luke doesn't
+move and the ball backs off. It slowly moves behind the boy,
+then makes another quick lunge, this time emitting a blood red
+laser beam as it attacks. It hits Luke in the leg causing him
+to tumble over. Han lets loose with a burst of laughter.
+
+HAN: Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good
+blaster at your side, kid.
+
+LUKE: You don't believe in the Force, do you?
+
+HAN: Kid, I've flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I've
+seen a lot of strange stuff, but I've never seen anything to make me
+believe there's one all-powerful force controlling everything. There's
+no mystical energy field that controls my destiny.
+
+Ben smiles quietly
+
+HAN: It's all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense.
+
+BEN: I suggest you try it again, Luke.
+
+Ben places a large helmet on Luke's head which covers his
+eyes.
+
+BEN: This time, let go your conscious self and act on instinct.
+
+LUKE: (laughing) With the blast shield down, I can't even see. How am
+I supposed to fight?
+
+BEN: Your eyes can deceive you. Don't trust them.
+
+Han skeptically shakes his head as Ben throws the seeker
+into the air. The ball shoots straight up in the air, then
+drops like a rock. Luke swings the lightsaber around blindly
+missing the seeker, which fires off a laserbolt which hits
+Luke square on the seat of the pants. He lets out a painful
+yell and attempts to hit the seeker.
+
+BEN: Stretch out with your feelings.
+
+Luke stands in one place, seemingly frozen. The seeker
+makes a dive at Luke and, incredibly, he managed to deflect
+the bolt. The ball ceases fire and moves back to its original
+position.
+
+BEN: You see, you can do it.
+
+HAN: I call it luck.
+
+BEN: In my experience, there's no such thing as luck.
+
+HAN: Look, going good against remotes is one thing. Going good against
+the living? That's something else.
+
+Solo notices a small light flashing on the far side of the
+control panel.
+
+HAN: Looks like we're coming up on Alderaan.
+
+Han and Chewbacca head back to the cockpit.
+
+LUKE: You know, I did feel something. I could almost see the remote.
+
+BEN: That's good. You have taken your first step into a larger world.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONFERENCE ROOM.
+
+Imperial Officer Cass stands before Governor Tarkin and the
+evil Dark Lord Darth Vader.
+
+TARKIN: Yes.
+
+OFFICER CASS: Our scout ships have reached Dantooine. They found the
+remains of a Rebel base, but they estimate that it has been deserted
+for some time. They are now conducting an extensive search of the
+surrounding systems.
+
+TARKIN: She lied! She lied to us!
+
+VADER: I told you she would never consciously betray the Rebellion.
+
+TARKIN: Terminate her...immediately!
+
+EXTERIOR: HYPERSPACE.
+
+The pirateship is just coming out of hyperspace; a strange
+surreal light show surrounds the ship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+HAN: Stand by, Chewie, here we go. Cut in the sublight engines.
+
+Han pulls back on a control lever. Outside the cockpit
+window stars begin streaking past, seem to decrease in speed,
+then stop. Suddenly the starship begins to shudder and
+violently shake about. Asteroids begin to race toward them,
+battering the sides of the ship.
+
+HAN: What the...? Aw, we've come out of hyperspace into a meteor
+shower. Some kind of asteroid collision. It's not on any of the
+charts.
+
+The Wookiee flips off several controls and seems very cool
+in the emergency. Luke makes his way into the bouncing
+cockpit.
+
+LUKE: What's going on?
+
+HAN: Our position is correct, except...no, Alderaan!
+
+LUKE: What do you mean? Where is it?
+
+HAN: Thats what I'm trying to tell you, kid. It ain't there. It's been
+totally blown away.
+
+LUKE: What? How?
+
+Ben moves into the cockpit behind Luke as the ship begins
+to settle down.
+
+BEN: Destroyed...by the Empire!
+
+HAN: The entire starfleet couldn't destroy the whole planet. It'd take
+a thousand ships with more fire power than I've...
+
+A signal starts flashing on the control panel and a muffled
+alarm starts humming.
+
+HAN: There's another ship coming in.
+
+LUKE: Maybe they know what happened.
+
+BEN: It's an Imperial fighter.
+
+Chewbacca barks his concern. A huge explosion bursts
+outside the cockpit window, shaking the ship violently. A
+tiny, finned Imperial TIE fighter races past the cockpit
+window.
+
+LUKE: It followed us!
+
+BEN: No. It's a short range fighter.
+
+HAN: There aren't any bases around here. Where did it come from?
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The fighter races past the Corellian pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+LUKE: It sure is leaving in a big hurry. If they identify us, we're in
+big trouble.
+
+HAN: Not if I can help it. Chewie...jam it's transmissions.
+
+BEN: It'd be as well to let it go. It's too far out of range.
+
+HAN: Not for long...
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The pirateship zooms over the camera and away into the
+vastness of space after the Imperial TIE fighter.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+The tension mounts as the pirateship gains on the tiny fighter.
+In the distance, one of the stars becomes brighter until it is
+obvious that the TIE ship is heading for it. Ben stands behind
+Chewbacca.
+
+BEN: A fighter that size couldn't get this deep into space on its own.
+
+LUKE It must have gotten lost, been part of a convoy or something.
+
+HAN: Well, he ain't going to be around long enough to tell anyone
+about us.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The TIE fighter is losing ground to the larger pirateship as
+they race toward camera and disappear over head.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+The distant star can be distinguished as a small moon or
+planet.
+
+LUKE: Look at him. He's headed for that small moon.
+
+HAN: I think I can get him before he gets there...he's almost in
+range.
+
+The small moon begins to take on the appearance of a
+monstrous spherical battle station.
+
+BEN: That's no moon! It's a space station.
+
+HAN: It's too big to be a space station.
+
+LUKE: I have a very bad feeling about this.
+
+BEN: Yeah, I think your right. Full reverse! Chewie, lock in the
+auxiliary power.
+
+The pirateship shudders and the TIE fighter accelerates
+away toward the gargantuan battle station.
+
+LUKE: Why are we still moving towards it?
+
+HAN: We're caught in a tractor beam! It's pulling us in!
+
+LUKE: But there's gotta be something you can do!
+
+HAN: There's nothin' I can do about it, kid. I'm in full power. I'm
+going to have to shut down. But they're not going to get me without a
+fight!
+
+Ben Kenobi puts a hand on his shoulder.
+
+BEN: You can't win. But there are alternatives to fighting.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- DEATH STAR.
+
+As the battered pirate starship is towed closer to the awesome
+metal moon, the immense size of the massive battle station
+becomes staggering. Running along the equator of the gigantic
+sphere is a mile-high band of huge docking ports into which
+the helpless pirateship is dragged.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HUGE PORT DOORS.
+
+The helpless Millennium Falcon is pulled past a docking port
+control room and huge laser turret cannons.
+
+VOICE OVER DEATH STAR INTERCOM: Clear Bay twenty-three-seven. We are
+opening the magnetic field.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DOCKING BAY 2037.
+
+The pirateship is pulled in through port doors of the Death
+Star, coming to rest in a huge hangar. Thirty stormtroopers
+stand at attention in a central assembly area.
+
+OFFICER: To you stations!
+
+OFFICER: (to another officer) Come with me.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HALLWAY.
+
+Stormtroopers run to their posts.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HANGAR 2037.
+
+A line of stormtroopers march toward the pirateship in
+readiness to board it, while other troopers stand with weapons
+ready to fire.
+
+OFFICER: Close all outboard shields! Close all outboard shields!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONFERENCE ROOM.
+
+Tarkin pushes a button and responds to the intercom buzz.
+
+TARKIN: Yes.
+
+VOICE: (over intercom) We've captured a freighter entering the remains
+of the Alderaan system. It's markings match those of a ship that
+blasted its way out of Mos Eisley.
+
+VADER: They must be trying to return the stolen plans to the princess.
+She may yet be of some use to us.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DOCKING BAY 2037.
+
+Vader and a commander approach the troops as an Officer and
+several heavily armed troops exit the spacecraft.
+
+VOICE: (over intercom) Unlock one-five-seven and nine. Release
+charges.
+
+OFFICER: (to Vader) There's no one on board, sir. According to the
+log, the crew abandoned ship right after takeoff. It must be a decoy,
+sir. Several of the escape pods have been jettisoned.
+
+VADER: Did you find any droids?
+
+OFFICER: No, sir. If there were any on board, they must also have
+jettisoned.
+
+VADER: Send a scanning crew on board. I want every part of this ship
+checked.
+
+OFFICER: Yes, sir.
+
+VADER: I sense something...a presence I haven't felt since...
+
+Vader turns quickly and exits the hangar.
+
+OFFICER: Get me a scanning crew in here on the double. I want every
+part of this ship checked!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- HALLWAY.
+
+A trooper runs through the hallway heading for the exit. In a
+few moments all is quiet. The muffled sounds of a distant
+officer giving orders finally fade. Two floor panels suddenly
+pop up revealing Han Solo and Luke. Ben Kenobi sticks his head
+out of a third locker.
+
+LUKE: Boy, it's lucky you had these compartments.
+
+HAN: I use them for smuggling. I never thought I'd be smuggling myself
+in them. This is ridiculous. Even if I could take off, I'd never get
+past the tractor beam.
+
+BEN: Leave that to me!
+
+HAN: Damn fool. I knew that you were going to say that!
+
+BEN: Who's the more foolish...the fool or the fool who follows him?
+
+Han shakes his head, muttering to himself. Chewbacca
+agrees.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY.
+
+The crewmen carry a heavy box on board the ship, past the two
+stormtroopers guarding either side of the ramp.
+
+TROOPER: The ship's all yours. If the scanners pick up anything,
+report it immediately. All right, let's go.
+
+The crewmen enter the pirateship and a loud crashing sound
+is followed by a voice calling to the guard below.
+
+HAN'S VOICE: Hey down there, could you give us a hand with this?
+
+The stormtroopers enter the ship and a quick round of
+gunfire is heard.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- FORWARD BAY -- COMMAND OFFICE.
+
+In a very small command office near the entrance to the
+pirateship, a Gantry Officer looks out his window and notices
+the guards are missing. He speaks into the comlink.
+
+GANTRY OFFICER: TX-four-one-two. Why aren't you at your post?
+TX-four-one-two, do you copy?
+
+A stormtrooper comes down the ramp of the pirateship and
+waves to the gantry officer, pointing to his ear indicating
+his comlink is not working. The gantry officer shakes his head
+in disgust and heads for the door, giving his aide an annoyed
+look.
+
+GANTRY OFFICER: Take over. We've got a bad transmitter. I'll see what
+I can do.
+
+As the officer approaches the door, it slides open
+revealing the towering Chewbacca. The gantry officer, in a
+momentary state of shock, stumbles backward. With a bone-
+chilling howl, the giant Wookiee flattens the officer with one
+blow. The aide immediately reaches for his pistol, but is
+blasted by Han, dressed as an Imperial stormtrooper. Ben and
+the robots enter the room quickly followed by Luke, also
+dressed as a stormtrooper. Luke quickly removes his helmet.
+
+LUKE: You know, between his howling and your blasting everything in
+sight, it's a wonder the whole station doesn't know we're here.
+
+HAN: Bring them on! I prefer a straight fight to all this sneaking
+around.
+
+THREEPIO: We found the computer outlet, sir.
+
+Ben feeds some information into the computer and a map of
+the city appears on the monitor. He begins to inspect it
+carefully. Threepio and Artoo look over the control panel.
+Artoo finds something that makes him whistle wildly.
+
+BEN: Plug in. He should be able to interpret the entire Imperial
+computer network.
+
+Artoo punches his claw arm into the computer socket and the
+vast Imperial brain network comes to life, feeding information
+to the little robot. After a few moments, he beeps something.
+
+THREEPIO: He says he's found the main computer to power the tractor
+beam that's holding the ship here. He'll try to make the precise
+location appear on the monitor.
+
+The computer monitor flashes readouts.
+
+THREEPIO: The tractor beam is coupled to the main reactor in seven
+locations. A power loss at one of the terminals will allow the ship to
+leave.
+
+Ben studies the data on the monitor readout.
+
+BEN: I don't think you boys can help. I must go alone.
+
+HAN: Whatever you say. I've done more that I bargained for on this
+trip already.
+
+LUKE I want to go with you.
+
+BEN: Be patient, Luke. Stay and watch over the droids.
+
+LUKE: But he can...
+
+BEN: They must be delivered safely or other star systems will suffer
+the same fate as Alderaan. Your destiny lies along a different path
+than mine. The Force will be with you...always!
+
+Ben adjusts the lightsaber on his belt and silently steps
+out of the command office, then disappears down a long grey
+hallway. Chewbacca barks a comment and Han shakes his head in
+agreement.
+
+HAN: Boy you said it, Chewie.
+
+Han looks at Luke.
+
+HAN: Where did you dig up that old fossil?
+
+LUKE: Ben is a great man.
+
+HAN: Yeah, great at getting us into trouble.
+
+LUKE: I didn't hear you give any ideas...
+
+HAN: Well, anything would be better than just hanging around waiting
+for him to pick us up...
+
+LUKE: Who do you think...
+
+Suddenly Artoo begins to whistle and beep a blue streak.
+Luke goes over to him.
+
+LUKE: What is it?
+
+THREEPIO: I'm afraid I'm not quite sure, sir. He says "I found her",
+and keeps repeating, "She's here."
+
+LUKE: Well, who...who has he found?
+
+Artoo whistles a frantic reply.
+
+THREEPIO: Princess Leia.
+
+LUKE: The princess? She's here?
+
+HAN: Princess? What's going on?
+
+THREEPIO: Level five. Detention block A A-twenty-three. I'm afraid
+she's scheduled to be terminated.
+
+LUKE: Oh, no! We've got to do something.
+
+HAN: What are you talking about?
+
+LUKE: The droid belongs to her. She's the one in the message.. We've
+got to help her.
+
+HAN: Now, look, don't get any funny ideas. The old man wants us to
+wait right here.
+
+LUKE: But he didn't know she was here. Look, will you just find a way
+back into the detention block?
+
+HAN: I'm not going anywhere.
+
+LUKE: They're going to execute her. Look, a few minutes ago you said
+you didn't want to just wait here to be captured. Now all you want to
+do is stay.
+
+HAN: Marching into the detention area is not what I had in mind.
+
+LUKE: But they're going to kill her!
+
+HAN: Better her than me...
+
+LUKE: She's rich.
+
+Chewbacca growls.
+
+HAN: Rich?
+
+LUKE: Yes. Rich, powerful! Listen, if you were to rescue her, the
+reward would be...
+
+HAN: What?
+
+LUKE: Well more wealth that you can imagine.
+
+HAN: I don't know, I can imagine quite a bit!
+
+LUKE: You'll get it!
+
+HAN: I better!
+
+LUKE: You will...
+
+HAN: All right, kid. But you'd better be right about this.
+
+Han looks at Chewie, who grunts a short grunt.
+
+LUKE: All right.
+
+HAN: What's your plan?
+
+LUKE: Uh...Threepio, hand me those binders there will you?
+
+Luke moves toward Chewbacca with electronic cuffs.
+
+LUKE: Okay. Now, I'm going to put these on you.
+
+Chewie lets out a hideous growl.
+
+LUKE: Okay. Han, you put these on.
+
+Luke sheepishly hands the binders to Han.
+
+HAN: Don't worry, Chewie. I think I know what he has in mind.
+
+The Wookiee has a worried and frightened look on his face
+as Han binds him with the electronic cuffs.
+
+THREEPIO: Master Luke, sir! Pardon me for asking...but, ah...what
+should Artoo and I do if we're discovered here?
+
+LUKE: Lock the door!
+
+HAN: And hope they don't have blasters.
+
+THREEPIO: That isn't very reassuring.
+
+Luke and Han put on their armored stormtrooper helmets and
+start off into the giant Imperial Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DETENTION AREA -- ELEVATOR TUBE.
+
+Han and Luke try to look inconspicuous in their armored suits
+as they wait for a vacuum elevator to arrive. Troops,
+bureaucrats, and robots bustle about, ignoring the trio
+completely. Only a few give the giant Wookiee a curious
+glance.
+Finally a small elevator arrives and the trio enters.
+
+LUKE: I can't see a thing in this helmet.
+
+A bureaucrat races to get aboard also, but is signaled away by
+Han. The door to the pod-like vehicle slides closed and the
+elevator car takes off through a vacuum tube.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN HALLWAY.
+
+Several Imperial officers walk through the wide main
+passageway. They pass several stormtroopers and a robot
+similar to Threepio but with an insect face. At the far end of
+the hallway, a passing flash of Ben Kenobi appears, then
+disappears down a small hallway. His appearance is so fleeting
+that it is hard to tell if he is real or just an illusion. No
+one in the hallway seems to notice him.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- INTERIOR ELEVATOR -- DETENTION SECURITY AREA.
+
+Luke and Han step forward to exit the elevator, but the door
+slides open behind them. The giant Wookiee and his two guards
+enter the old grey security station. Guards and laser gates
+are everywhere. Han whispers to Luke under his breath.
+
+HAN: This is not going to work.
+
+LUKE: Why didn't you say so before?
+
+HAN: I did say so before!
+
+INTERIOR: DETENTION AREA.
+
+Elevator doors open. A tall, grim looking Officer approaches
+the trio.
+
+OFFICER: Where are you taking this...thing?
+
+Chewie growls a bit at the remark but Han nudges him to
+shut up.
+
+LUKE: Prisoner transfer from Block one-one-three-eight.
+
+OFFICER: I wasn't notified. I'll have to clear it.
+
+The officer goes back to his console and begins to punch in
+the information. There are only three other troopers in the
+area. Luke and Han survey the situation, checking all of the
+alarms, laser gates, and camera eyes. Han unfastens one of
+Chewbacca's electronic cuffs and shrugs to Luke.
+Suddenly Chewbacca throws up his hands and lets out with
+one of his ear-piercing howls. He grabs Han's laser rifle.
+
+HAN: Look out! He's loose!
+
+LUKE: He's going to pull us all apart.
+
+HAN: Go get him!
+
+The startled guards are momentarily dumbfounded. Luke and
+Han have already pulled out their laser pistols and are
+blasting away at the terrifying Wookiee. Their barrage of
+laserfire misses Chewbacca, but hits the camera eyes, laser
+gate controls, and the Imperial guards. The officer is the
+last of the guards to fall under the laserfire just as he is
+about to push the alarm system. Han rushes to the comlink
+system, which is screeching questions about what is going on.
+He quickly checks the computer readout.
+
+HAN: We've got to find out which cell this princess of yours is in.
+Here it is...cell twenty-one-eight-seven. You go get her. I'll hold
+them here.
+
+Luke races down one of the cell corridors. Han speaks into the
+buzzing comlink.
+
+HAN: (sounding official) Everything is under control. Situation
+normal.
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: What happened?
+
+HAN: (getting nervous) Uh...had a slight weapons malfunction. But, uh,
+everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here,
+now, thank you. How are you?
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: We're sending a squad up.
+
+HAN: Uh, uh, negative. We had a reactor leak here now. Give us a few
+minutes to lock it down. Large leak...very dangerous.
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: Who is this? What's your operating number?
+
+Han blasts the comlink and it explodes.
+
+HAN: Boring conversation anyway. (yelling down the hall) Luke! We're
+going to have company!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CELL ROW.
+
+Luke stops in front of one of the cells and blasts the door
+away with a laser pistol. When the smoke clears, Luke sees the
+dazzling young princess-senator. She had been sleeping and is
+now looking at him with an uncomprehending look on her face.
+Luke is stunned by her incredible beauty and stands staring at
+her with his mouth hanging open.
+
+LEIA: (finally) Aren't you a little short to be a stormtrooper?
+
+Luke takes off his helmet, coming out of it.
+
+LUKE: What? Oh...the uniform. I'm Luke Skywalker. I'm here to rescue
+you.
+
+LEIA: You're who?
+
+LUKE: I'm here to rescue you. I've got your R2 unit. I'm here with Ben
+Kenobi.
+
+LEIA: Ben Kenobi is here! Where is he?
+
+LUKE: Come on!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONFERENCE ROOM.
+
+Darth Vader paces the room as Governor Tarkin sits at the far
+end of the conference table.
+
+VADER: He is here...
+
+TARKIN: Obi-Wan Kenobi! What makes you think so?
+
+VADER: A tremor in the Force. The last time I felt it was in the
+presence of my old master.
+
+TARKIN: Surely he must be dead by now.
+
+VADER: Don't underestimate the power of the Force.
+
+TARKIN: The Jedi are extinct, their fire has gone out of the universe.
+You, my friend, are all that's left of their religion.
+
+There is a quiet buzz on the comlink.
+
+TARKIN: Yes.
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: Governor Tarkin, we have an emergency alert in
+detention block A A-twenty-three.
+
+TARKIN: The princess! Put all sections on alert!
+
+VADER: Obi-Wan is here. The Force is with him.
+
+TARKIN: If you're right, he must not be allowed to escape.
+
+VADER: Escape is not his plan. I must face him alone.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DETENTION AREA -- HALLWAY.
+
+An ominous buzzing sound is heard on the other side of the
+elevator door.
+
+HAN: Chewie!
+
+Chewbacca responds with a growling noise.
+
+HAN: Get behind me! Get behind me!
+
+A series of explosions knock a hole in the elevator door
+through which several Imperial troops begin to emerge.
+Han and Chewie fire laser pistols at them through the smoke
+and flame. They turn and run down the cell hallway, meeting up
+with Luke and Leia rushing toward them.
+
+HAN: Can't get out that way.
+
+LEIA: Looks like you managed to cut off our only escape route.
+
+HAN: (sarcastically) Maybe you'd like it back in your cell, Your
+Highness.
+
+Luke takes a small comlink transmitter from his belt as
+they continue to exchange fire with stormtroopers making their
+way down the corridor.
+
+LUKE: See-Threepio! See-Threepio!
+
+THREEPIO: (over comlink) Yes sir?
+
+LUKE: We've been cut off! Are there any other ways out of the cell
+bay?...What was that? I didn't copy!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN BAY GANTRY -- CONTROL TOWER.
+
+Threepio paces the control center as little Artoo beeps and
+whistles a blue streak. Threepio yells into the small comlink
+transmitter.
+
+THREEPIO: I said, all systems have been alerted to your presence, sir.
+The main entrance seems to be the only way in or out; all other
+information on your level is restricted.
+
+Someone begins banging on the door.
+
+TROOPER VOICE: Open up in there!
+
+THREEPIO: Oh, no!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DETENTION CORRIDOR.
+
+Luke and Leia crouch together in an alcove for protection as
+they continue to exchange fire with troops. Han and Chewbacca
+are barely able to keep the stormtroopers at bay at the far
+and of the hallway. The laserfire is very intense, and smoke
+fills the narrow cell corridor.
+
+LUKE: There isn't any other way out.
+
+HAN: I can't hold them off forever! Now what?
+
+LEIA: This is some rescue. When you came in here, didn't you have a
+plan for getting out?
+
+HAN: (pointing to Luke) He's the brains, sweetheart.
+
+Luke manages a sheepish grin and shrugs his shoulders.
+
+LUKE: Well, I didn't...
+
+The princess grabs Luke's gun and fires at a small grate in
+the wall next to Han, almost frying him.
+
+HAN: What the hell are you doing?
+
+LEIA: Somebody has to save our skins. Into the garbage chute, wise
+guy.
+
+She jumps through the narrow opening as Han and Chewbacca
+look on in amazement. Chewbacca sniffs the garbage chute and
+says something.
+
+HAN: Get in there you big furry oaf! I don't care what you smell! Get
+in there and don't worry about it.
+
+Han gives him a kick and the Wookiee disappears into the
+tiny opening. Luke and Han continue firing as they work their
+way toward the opening.
+
+HAN: Wonderful girl! Either I'm going to kill her or I'm beginning to
+like her. Get in there!
+
+Luke ducks laserfire as he jumps into the darkness. Han
+fires off a couple of quick blasts creating a smokey cover,
+then slides into the chute himself and is gone.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+Han tumbles into the large room filled with garbage and muck.
+Luke is already stumbling around looking for an exit. He finds
+a small hatchway and struggles to get it open. It won't budge.
+
+HAN: (sarcastically) Oh! The garbage chute was a really wonderful
+idea. What an incredible smell you've discovered! Let's get out of
+here! Get away from there...
+
+LUKE: No! wait!
+
+Han draws his laser pistol and fires at the hatch. The
+laserbolt ricochets wildly around the small metal room.
+Everyone dives for cover in the garbage as the bolt explodes
+almost on top of them. Leia climbs out of the garbage with a
+rather grim look on her face.
+
+LUKE: Will you forget it? I already tried it. It's magnetically
+sealed!
+
+LEIA: Put that thing away! You're going to get us all killed.
+
+HAN: Absolutely, Your Worship. Look, I had everything under control
+until you led us down here. You know, it's not going to take them long
+to figure out what happened to us.
+
+LEIA: It could be worst...
+
+A loud, horrible, inhuman moan works its way up from the
+murky depths. Chewbacca lets out a terrified howl and begins
+to back away. Han and Luke stand fast with their laser pistols
+drawn. The Wookiee is cowering near one of the walls.
+
+HAN: It's worst.
+
+LUKE: There's something alive in here!
+
+HAN: That's your imagination.
+
+LUKE: Something just moves past my leg! Look! Did you see that?
+
+HAN: What?
+
+LUKE: Help!
+
+Suddenly Luke is yanked under the garbage.
+
+HAN: Luke! Luke! Luke!
+
+Solo tries to get to Luke. Luke surfaces with a gasp of air
+and thrashing of limbs. A membrane tentacle is wrapped around
+his throat.
+
+LEIA: Luke!
+
+Leia extends a long pipe toward him.
+
+LEIA: Luke, Luke, grab a hold of this.
+
+LUKE: Blast it, will you! My gun's jammed.
+
+HAN: Where?
+
+LUKE: Anywhere! Oh!!
+
+Solo fires his gun downward. Luke is pulled back into the
+muck by the slimy tentacle.
+
+HAN: Luke! Luke!
+
+Suddenly the walls of the garbage receptacle shudder and
+move in a couple of inches. Then everything is deathly quiet.
+Han and Leia give each other a worried look as Chewbacca howls
+in the corner. With a rush of bubbles and muck Luke suddenly
+bobs to the surface.
+
+LEIA: Grab him!
+
+Luke seems to be released by the thing.
+
+LEIA: What happened?
+
+LUKE: I don't know, it just let go of me and disappeared...
+
+HAN: I've got a very bad feeling about this.
+
+Before anyone can say anything the walls begin to rumble
+and edge toward the Rebels.
+
+LUKE: The walls are moving!
+
+LEIA: Don't just stand there. Try to brace it with something.
+
+They place poles and long metal beams between the closing
+walls, but they are simply snapped and bent as the giant
+trashmasher rumbles on. The situation doesn't look too good.
+
+LUKE: Wait a minute!
+
+Luke pulls out his comlink.
+
+LUKE: Threepio! Come in Threepio! Threepio! Where could he be?
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN GANTRY -- COMMAND OFFICE.
+
+A soft buzzer and the muted voice of Luke calling out for
+See-Threepio can be heard on Threepio's hand comlink, which is
+sitting on the deserted computer console. Artoo and Threepio
+are nowhere in sight. Suddenly there is a great explosion and
+the door of the control tower flies across the floor. Four
+armed stormtroopers enter the chamber.
+
+FIRST TROOPER: Take over! (pointing to the dead officer) See to him!
+Look there!
+
+A trooper pushes a button and the supply cabinet door
+slides open. See-Threepio and Artoo-Detoo are inside. Artoo
+follows his bronze companion out into the office.
+
+THREEPIO: They're madmen! They're heading for the prison level. If you
+hurry, you might catch them.
+
+FIRST OFFICER: (to his troops) Follow me! You stand guard.
+
+The troops hustle off down the hallway, leaving a guard to
+watch over the command office.
+
+THREEPIO: (to Artoo) Come on!
+
+The guard aims a blaster at them.
+
+THREEPIO: Oh! All this excitement has overrun the circuits of my
+counterpart here. If you don't mind, I'd like to take him down to
+maintenance.
+
+TROOPER: All right.
+
+The guard nods and Threepio, with little Artoo in tow,
+hurries out the door.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+As the walls rumble closed, the room gets smaller and smaller.
+Chewie is whining and trying to hold a wall back with his giant paws.
+Han is leaning back against the other wall. Garbage is snapping and
+popping. Luke is trying to reach Threepio.
+
+LUKE: Threepio! Come in, Threepio! Threepio!
+
+Han and Leia try to brace the contracting walls with a
+pole. Leia begins to sink into the trash.
+
+HAN: Get to the top!
+
+LEIA: I can't
+
+LUKE: Where could he be? Threepio! Threepio, will you come in?
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+THREEPIO: They aren't here! Something must have happened to them. See
+if they've been captured.
+
+Little Artoo carefully plugs his claw arm into a new wall
+socket and a complex array of electronic sounds spew from the
+tiny robot.
+
+THREEPIO: Hurry!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+The walls are only feet apart. Leia and Han are braced against
+the walls. The princess is frightened. They look at each
+other. Leia reaches out and takes Han's hand and she holds it
+tightly. She's terrified and suddenly groans as she feels the
+first crushing pressure against her body.
+
+HAN: One thing's for sure. We're all going to be a lot thinner! (to
+Leia) Get on top of it!
+
+LEIA: I'm trying!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+THREEPIO: (to Artoo) Thank goodness, they haven't found them! Where
+could they be?
+
+Artoo frantically beeps something to See-Threepio.
+
+THREEPIO: Use the comlink? Oh, my! I forgot I turned it off!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+Meanwhile, Luke is lying on his side, trying to keep his head
+above the rising ooze. Luke's comlink begins to buzz and he
+rips it off his belt.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+Muffled sounds of Luke's voice over the comlink can be heard,
+but not distinctly.
+
+THREEPIO: Are you there, sir?
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+LUKE: Threepio!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+THREEPIO: We've had some problems...
+
+LUKE: (over comlink) Will you shut up and listen to me? Shut down all
+garbage mashers on the detention level, will you? Do you copy?
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+LUKE: Shut down all the garbage mashers on the detention level.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+LUKE: (over comlink) Shut down all the garbage mashers on the
+detention level.
+
+THREEPIO: (to Artoo) No. Shut them all down! Hurry!
+
+Threepio holds his head in agony as he hears the incredible
+screaming and hollering from Luke's comlink.
+
+THREEPIO: Listen to them! They're dying, Artoo! Curse my metal body! I
+wasn't fast enough. It's all my fault! My poor master!
+
+LUKE: (over comlink) Threepio, we're all right!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GARBAGE ROOM.
+
+The screaming and hollering is the sound of joyous relief. The
+walls have stopped moving. Han, Chewie and Leia embrace in the
+background.
+
+LUKE: We're all right. You did great.
+
+Luke moves to the pressure sensitive hatch, looking for a
+number.
+
+LUKE: Hey...hey, open the pressure maintenance hatch on unit number...
+where are we?
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY -- SERVICE PANEL.
+
+HAN: (over comlink) Three-two-six-eight-two-seven.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- TRACTOR BEAM -- POWER GENERATOR TRENCH.
+
+Ben enters a humming service trench that powers the huge
+tractor beam. The trench seems to be a hundred miles deep. The
+clacking sound of huge switching devices can be heard. The old
+Jedi edges his his way along a narrow ledge leading to a
+control panel that connects two large cables. He carefully
+makes several adjustments in the computer terminal, and
+several lights on the board go from red to blue.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- UNUSED HALLWAY.
+
+The group exits the garbage room into a dusty, unused hallway.
+Han and Luke remove the trooper suits and strap on the blaster
+belts.
+
+HAN: If we can just avoid any more female advice, we ought to be able
+to get out of here.
+
+Luke smiles and scratches his head as he takes a blaster
+from Solo.
+
+LUKE: Well, let's get moving!
+
+Chewie begins growling and points to the hatch to the
+garbage room, as he runs away and then stops howling.
+
+HAN: (to Chewie) Where are you going?
+
+The Dia Nogu bangs against the hatch and a long, slimy
+tentacle works its way out of the doorway searching for a
+victim. Han aims his pistol.
+
+LEIA: No, wait. They'll hear!
+
+Han fires at the doorway. The noise of the blast echoes
+relentlessly throughout the empty passageway. Luke simply
+shakes his head in disgust.
+
+HAN: (to Chewie) Come here, you big coward!
+
+Chewie shakes his head "no."
+
+HAN: Chewie! Come here!
+
+LEIA: Listen. I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but
+from now on, you do as I tell you. Okay?
+
+Han is stunned at the command of the petite young girl.
+
+HAN: Look, Your Worshipfulness, let's get one thing straight! I take
+orders from one person! Me!
+
+LEIA: It's a wonder you're still alive. (looking at Chewie) Will
+somebody get this big walking carpet out of my way?
+
+Han watches her start away. He looks at Luke.
+
+HAN: No reward is worth this.
+
+They follow her, moving swiftly down the deserted corridor.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- POWER TRENCH.
+
+Suddenly a door behind Ben slides open and a detachment of
+stormtroopers marches to the power trench. Ben instantly slips
+into the shadows as an Officer moves to within a few feet of
+him.
+
+OFFICER: Secure this area until the alert is canceled.
+
+FIRST TROOPER: Give me regular reports.
+
+All but two of the stormtroopers leave.
+
+FIRST TROOPER: Do you know what's going on?
+
+SECOND TROOPER: Maybe it's another drill.
+
+Ben moves around the tractor beam, watching the
+stormtroopers as they turn their backs to him. Ben gestures
+with his hand toward them, as the troops think they hear
+something in the other hallway. With the help of the Force,
+Ben deftly slips past the troopers and into the main hallway.
+
+SECOND TROOPER: What was that?
+
+FIRST TROOPER: Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HALLWAY.
+
+Luke, Han, Chewbacca, and Leia run down an empty hallway and
+stop before a bay window overlooking the pirateship. Troopers
+are milling about the ship. Luke takes out his pocket comlink.
+
+HAN: (looking at his ship) There she is.
+
+LUKE: See-Threepio, do you copy?
+
+THREEPIO: (voice) For the moment. Uh, we're in the main hangar across
+from the ship.
+
+LUKE: We're right above you. Stand by.
+
+Han is watching the dozen or so troops moving in and out of
+the pirateship. Leia moves towards Han, touches his arm and
+points out the window to the ship.
+
+LEIA: You came in that thing? You're braver that I thought.
+
+HAN: Nice! Come on!
+
+Han gives her a dirty look, and they start off down the
+hallway. They round a corner and run right into twenty
+Imperial stormtroopers heading toward them. Both groups are
+taken by surprise and stop in their tracks.
+
+FIRST TROOPER: It's them! Blast them!
+
+Before even thinking, Han draws his laser pistol and
+charges the troops, firing. His blaster knocks one of the
+stormtroopers into the air. Chewie follows his captain down
+the corridor, stepping over the fallen trooper on the floor.
+
+HAN: (to Luke and Leia) Get back to the ship!
+
+LUKE: Where are you going? Come back!
+
+Han has already rounded a corner and does not hear.
+
+LEIA: He certainly has courage.
+
+LUKE: What good will it do us if he gets himself killed? Come on!
+
+Luke is furious but doesn't have time to think about it for
+muted alarms begin to go off down on the hangar deck. Luke and
+Leia start off toward the starship hangar.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- SUBHALLWAY.
+
+Han chases the stormtroopers down a long subhallway. He is
+yelling and brandishing his laser pistol. The troops reach a
+dead end and are forced to turn and fight. Han stops a few
+feet from them and assumes a defensive position. The troops
+begin to raise their laser guns. Soon all ten troopers are
+moving into an attack position in front of the lone
+starpirate. Han's determined look begins to fade as the troops
+begin to advance. Solo jumps backward as they fire at him.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- SUBHALLWAY.
+
+Chewbacca runs down the subhallway in a last-ditch attempt to
+save his bold captain. Suddenly he hears the firing of laser
+guns and yelling. Around the corner shoots Han, pirate
+extraordinaire, running for his life, followed by a host of
+furious stormtroopers. Chewbacca turns and starts running the
+other way also.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- SUBHALLWAY.
+
+Luke fires his laser pistol wildly as he and Leia rush down a
+narrow subhallway, chased by several stormtroopers. They
+quickly reach the end of the subhallway and race through an
+open hatchway.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CENTRAL CORE SHAFT.
+
+Luke and Leia race through the hatch onto a narrow bridge that
+spans a huge, deep shaft that seems to go into infinity. The
+bridge has been retracted into the wall of the shaft, and Luke
+almost rushes into the abyss. He loses his balance off the end
+of the bridge as Leia, behind him, takes hold of his arm and
+pulls him back.
+
+LUKE: (gasping) I think we took a wrong turn.
+
+Blasts from the stormtroopers' laser guns explode nearby
+reminding them of the oncoming danger. Luke fires back at the
+advancing troops. Leia reaches over and hits a switch that
+pops the hatch door shut with a resounding boom, leaving them
+precariously perched on a short piece of bridge overhang.
+Laserfire from the troopers continues to hit the steel door.
+
+LEIA: There's no lock!
+
+Luke blasts the controls with his laser pistol.
+
+LUKE: That oughta hold it for a while.
+
+LEIA: Quick, we've got to get across. Find the control that extends
+the bridge.
+
+LUKE: Oh, I think I just blasted it.
+
+Luke looks at the blasted bridge control while the
+stormtroopers on the opposite side of the door begin making
+ominous drilling and pounding sounds.
+
+LEIA: They're coming through!
+
+Luke notices something on his stormtrooper belt, when
+laserfire hits the wall behind him. Luke aims his laser pistol
+at a stormtrooper perched on a higher bridge overhang across
+the abyss from them. They exchange fire. Two more troops
+appear on another overhang, also firing. A trooper is hit, and
+grabs at his chest.
+Another trooper standing on the bridge overhang is hit by
+Luke's laserfire, and plummets down the shaft. Troopers move
+back off the bridge; Luke hands the gun to Leia.
+
+LUKE: Here, hold this.
+
+Luke pulls a thin nylon cable from his trooper utility
+belt. It has a grappler hook on it. A trooper appears on a
+bridge overhang and fires at Luke and Leia. As Luke works with
+the rope, Leia returns the laser volley. Another trooper
+appears and fires at them, as Leia returns his fire as well.
+Suddenly, the hatch door begins to open, revealing the feet of
+more troops.
+
+LEIA: Here they come!
+
+Leia hits one of the stormtroopers on the bridge above, and
+he falls into the abyss. Luke tosses the rope across the gorge
+and it wraps itself around an outcropping of pipes. He tugs on
+the rope to make sure it is secure, then grabs the princess in
+his arms. Leia looks at Luke, then kisses him quickly on the
+lips. Luke is very surprised.
+
+LEIA: For luck!
+
+Luke pushes off and they swing across the treacherous abyss
+to the corresponding hatchway on the opposite side. Just as
+Luke and Leia reach the far side of the canyon, the
+stormtroopers break through the hatch and begin to fire at
+the escaping duo. Luke returns the fire before ducking into
+the tiny subhallway.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- NARROW PASSAGEWAY.
+
+Ben hides in the shadows of the narrow passageway as several
+stormtroopers rush past him in the main hallway. He checks to
+make sure they're gone, then runs down the hallway in the
+opposite direction. Darth Vader appears at the far end of the
+hallway and starts after the old Jedi.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY.
+
+Threepio looks around at the troops milling about the
+pirateship entry ramp.
+
+THREEPIO: Where could they be?
+
+Artoo, plugged into the computer socket, turns his dome
+left and right, beeping a response.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CORRIDOR -- BLAST SHIELDS DOOR.
+
+Han and Chewbacca run down a long corridor with several
+troopers hot on their trail.
+
+TROOPER: Close the blast doors!
+
+At the end of the hallway, blast doors begin to close in
+front of them. The young starpilot and his furry companion
+race past the huge doors just as they are closing, and manage
+to get off a couple off laserblasts at the pursuing troops
+before the doors slam shut.
+
+TROOPER: Open the blast doors! Open the blast doors!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HALLWAY LEADING TO MAIN FORWARD BAY.
+
+Ben hurries along one of the tunnels leading to the hangar
+where the pirateship waits. Just before he reaches the hangar,
+Darth Vader steps into view at the end of the tunnel, not ten
+feet away. Vader lights his saber. Ben also ignites his and
+steps slowly forward.
+
+VADER: I've been waiting for you, Obi-Wan. We meet again, at last. The
+circle is now complete.
+
+Ben Kenobi moves with elegant ease into a classical
+offensive position. The fearsome Dark Knight takes a defensive
+stance.
+
+VADER: When I left you, I was but the learner; now I am the master.
+
+BEN: Only a master of evil, Darth.
+
+The two Galactic warriors stand perfectly still for a few
+moments, sizing each other up and waiting for the right
+moment. Ben seems to be under increasing pressure and strain,
+as if an invisible weight were being placed upon him. He
+shakes his head and, blinking, tries to clear his eyes.
+Ben makes a sudden lunge at the huge warrior but is checked
+by a lightning movement of The Sith. A masterful slash stroke
+by Vader is blocked by the old Jedi. Another of the Jedi's
+blows is blocked, then countered. Ben moves around the Dark
+Lord and starts backing into the massive starship hangar. The
+two powerful warriors stand motionless for a few moments with
+laser swords locked in mid-air, creating a low buzzing sound.
+
+VADER: Your powers are weak, old man.
+
+BEN: You can't win, Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more
+powerful than you can possibly imagine.
+
+Their lightsabers continue to meet in combat.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN FORWARD BAY.
+
+Han Solo and Chewbacca, their weapons in hand, lean back
+against the wall surveying the forward bay, watching the
+Imperial stormtroopers make their rounds of the hangar.
+
+HAN: Didn't we just leave this party?
+
+Chewbacca growls a reply, as Luke and the princess join
+them.
+
+HAN: What kept you?
+
+LEIA: We ran into some old friends.
+
+LUKE: Is the ship all right?
+
+HAN: Seems okay, if we can get to it. Just hope the old man got the
+tractor beam out of commission.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HALLWAY.
+
+Vader and Ben Kenobi continue their powerful duel. As they hit
+their lightsabers together, lightning flashes on impact.
+Troopers look on in interest as the old Jedi and Dark Lord of
+The Sith fight. Suddenly Luke spots the battle from his
+group's vantage point.
+
+LUKE: Look!
+
+Luke, Leia, Han, and Chewie look up and see Ben and Vader
+emerging from the hallways on the far side of the docking bay.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DOCKING BAY.
+
+Threepio and Artoo-Detoo are in the center of the Death Star's
+Imperial docking bay.
+
+THREEPIO: Come on, Artoo, we're going!
+
+Threepio ducks out of sight as the seven stormtroopers who
+were guarding the starship rush past them heading towards Ben
+and The Sith Knight. He pulls on Artoo.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- HALLWAY.
+
+Solo, Chewie, Luke, and Leia tensely watch the duel. The
+troops rush toward the battling knights.
+
+HAN: Now's our chance! Go!
+
+They start for the Millennium Falcon. Ben sees the troops
+charging toward him and realizes that he is trapped. Vader
+takes advantage of Ben's momentary distraction and brings his
+mighty lightsaber down on the old man. Ben manages to deflect
+the blow and swiftly turns around.
+The old Jedi Knight looks over his shoulder at Luke, lifts
+his sword from Vader's then watches his opponent with a serene
+look on his face.
+Vader brings his sword down, cutting old Ben in half. Ben's
+cloak falls to the floor in two parts, but Ben is not in it.
+Vader is puzzled at Ben's disappearance and pokes at the empty
+cloak. As the guards are distracted, the adventurers and the
+robots reach the starship. Luke sees Ben cut in two and starts
+for him. Aghast, he yells out.
+
+LUKE: No!
+
+The stormtroopers turn toward Luke and begin firing at him.
+The robots are already moving up the ramp into the Millennium
+Falcon, while Luke, transfixed by anger and awe, returns their
+fire. Solo joins in the laserfire. Vader looks up and advances
+toward them, as one of his troopers is struck down.
+
+HAN: (to Luke) Come on!
+
+LEIA: Come on! Luke, its too late!
+
+HAN: Blast the door! Kid!
+
+Luke fires his pistol at the door control panel, and it
+explodes. The door begins to slide shut. Three troopers charge
+forward firing laser bolts, as the door slides to a close
+behind them, shutting Vader and the other troops out of the
+docking bay. A stormtrooper lies dead at the feet of his
+onrushing compatriots. Luke starts for the advancing troops,
+as Solo and Leia move up the ramp into the pirateship. He
+fires, hitting a stormtrooper, who crumbles to the floor.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Run, Luke! Run!
+
+Luke looks around to see where the voice came from. He
+turns toward the pirateship, ducking Imperial gunfire from the
+troopers and races into the ship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Han pulls back on the controls and the ship begins to move. The
+dull thud of laser bolts bouncing off the outside of the ship
+as Chewie adjusts his controls.
+
+HAN: I hope the old man got that tractor beam out if commission, or
+this is going to be a real short trip. Okay, hit it!
+
+Chewbacca growls in agreement.
+
+EXTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON.
+
+The Millennium Falcon powers away from the Death Star docking
+bay, makes a spectacular turn and disappears into the vastness
+of space.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- CENTRAL HOLD AREA.
+
+Luke, saddened by the loss of Obi-Wan Kenobi, stares off
+blankly as the robots look on. Leia puts a blanket around him
+protectively, and Luke turns and looks up at her. She sits
+down beside him.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Solo spots approaching enemy ships.
+
+HAN: (to Chewie) We're coming up on the sentry ships. Hold 'em off!
+Angle the deflector shields while I charge up the main guns!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- CENTRAL HOLD AREA.
+
+Luke looks downward sadly, shaking his head back and forth, as
+the princess smiles comfortingly at him.
+
+LUKE: I can't believe he's gone.
+
+Artoo-Detoo beeps a reply.
+
+LEIA: There wasn't anything you could have done.
+
+Han rushes into the hold area where Luke is sitting with
+the princess.
+
+HAN: (to Luke) Come on, buddy, we're not out of this yet!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS -- COCKPIT.
+
+Solo climbs into his attack position in the topside gunport.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- HOLD AREA.
+
+Luke gets up and moves out toward the gunports as Leia heads
+for the cockpit.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke climbs down the ladder into the gunport cockpit, settling
+into one of the two main laser cannons mounted in large
+rotating turrets on either side of the ship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- SOLO'S GUNPORT.
+
+Han adjusts his headset as he sits before the controls of his
+laser cannon, then speaks into the attached microphone.
+
+HAN: (to Luke) You in, kid? Okay, stay sharp!
+
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS -- COCKPIT.
+
+Chewbacca and Princess Leia search the heavens for attacking
+TIE fighters. The Wookiee pulls back on the speed controls as
+the ship bounces slightly.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- SOLO'S GUNPORT -- COCKPIT.
+
+Computer graphic readouts form on Solo's target screen, as Han
+reaches for controls.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORT -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke sits in readiness for the attack, his hand on the laser
+cannon's control button.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Chewbacca spots the enemy ships and barks.
+
+LEIA: (into intercom) Here they come!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT -- POV (POINT OF VIEW) -- SPACE.
+
+The Imperial TIE fighters move towards the Millennium Falcon,
+one each veering off to the left and right of the pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: TIE FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+The stars whip past behind the Imperial pilot as he adjusts
+his maneuvering joy stick.
+
+EXTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- IN SPACE.
+
+The TIE fighter races past the Falcon, firing laser beams as
+it passes.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- HOLD AREA.
+
+Threepio is seated in the hold area, next to Artoo-Detoo. The
+pirateship bounces and vibrates as the power goes out in the
+room and then comes back on.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT -- GUNPORTS.
+
+A TIE fighter maneuvers in front of Han, who follows it and
+fires at it with the laser cannon. Luke does likewise, as the
+fighter streaks into view. The ship has suffered a minor hit,
+and bounces slightly.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Two TIE fighters dive down toward the pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Luke fires at an unseen fighter.
+
+LUKE: They're coming in too fast!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- MILLENNIUM FALCON/TIE FIGHTERS.
+
+Pan with pirateship as two TIE fighters charge through the
+background. Laserbolts streak from all the craft.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- CHEWBACCA.
+
+The ship shudders as a laserbolt hits very close to the
+cockpit. The Wookiee chatters something to Leia.
+
+EXTERIOR: TIE FIGHTER -- SPACE.
+
+Full shot of a TIE fighter as it moves fast through the frame,
+firing on the pirate starship.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- TIE FIGHTERS.
+
+The two TIE fighters fire a barrage of laserbeams at the
+pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- MAIN PASSAGEWAY.
+
+A laserbolt streaks into the side of the pirateship. The ship
+lurches violently, throwing poor Threepio into a cabinet fill
+of small computer chips.
+
+THREEPIO: Oooh!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Leia watches the computer readout as Chewbacca manipulates the
+ship's controls.
+
+LEIA: We've lost lateral controls.
+
+HAN: Don't worry, she'll hold together.
+
+An enemy laserbolt hits the pirateship's control panel,
+causing it to blow out in a shower of sparks.
+
+HAN: (to ship) You hear me, baby? Hold together!
+
+Artoo-Detoo advances toward the smoking sparking control
+panel, dousing the inferno by spraying it with fire retardant
+beeping all the while.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORT.
+
+Luke swivels in his gun mount, following the TIE fighter with
+his laser cannon.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORT.
+
+Solo aims his laser cannon at the enemy fighter.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+A TIE fighter streaks in front of the starship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Leia watches the TIE fighter ship fly over.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+A TIE fighter heads right for the pirateship, then zooms
+overhead.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Luke follows the TIE fighter across his field of view, firing
+laserbeams from his cannon.
+
+EXTERIOR: TIE FIGHTER.
+
+A TIE fighter dives past the pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Luke fires at a TIE fighter. At his port, Han follows a
+fighter in his sights, releasing a blast of laserfire. He
+connects, and the fighter explodes into fiery dust. Han laughs
+victoriously.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Two TIE fighters move toward and over the Millennium Falcon,
+unleashing a barrage of laserbolts at the ship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Another TIE fighter moves in on the pirateship and Luke,
+smiling, fires the laser cannon at it, scoring a spectacular
+direct hit.
+
+LUKE: Got him! I got him!
+
+Han turns and gives Luke a victory wave which Luke
+gleefully returns.
+
+HAN: Great kid! Don't get cocky.
+
+Han turns back to his laser cannon.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Two more TIE fighters cross in front of the pirateship.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT
+
+While Chewbacca manipulates the controls, Leia turns, looking
+over her shoulder out the ports.
+
+LEIA: There are still two more of them out there!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+A TIE fighter moves up over the pirateship, firing laserblasts
+at it.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Luke and Han look into their respective projected target
+screens. An Imperial fighter crosses Solo's port, and Han
+swivels in his chair, following it with blasts from his laser
+cannon. Another fighter crosses Luke's port, and he reacts in
+a like manner, the glow of his target screen lighting his
+face.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The TIE fighter zooms toward the pirateship, firing
+destructive blasts at it.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORTS.
+
+Luke fires a laserblast at the approaching enemy fighter, and
+it bursts into a spectacular explosion. Luke's projected
+screen gives a readout of the hit. The pirateship bounces
+slightly as it is struck by the enemy fire.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- TIE FIGHTER.
+
+The last of the attacking Imperial TIE fighters looms in,
+firing upon the Falcon.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- GUNPORT.
+
+Solo swivels behind his cannon, his aim describing the arc of
+the TIE fighter. The fighter comes closer, firing at the
+pirateship, but a well-aimed blast from Solo's laser cannon
+hits the attacker, which blows up in a small atomic shower of
+burning fragments.
+
+LUKE: (laughing) That's it! We did it!
+
+The princess jumps up and gives Chewie a congratulatory
+hug.
+
+LEIA: We did it!
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- PASSAGEWAY.
+
+Threepio lies on the floor of the ship, completely tangled in
+the smoking, sparking wires.
+
+THREEPIO: Help! I think I'm melting! (to Artoo) This is all your
+fault.
+
+Artoo turns his dome from side to side, beeping in
+response.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- MILLENNIUM FALCON.
+
+The victorious Millennium Falcon moves off majestically
+through space.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Darth Vader strides into the control room, where Tarkin is
+watching the huge view screen. A sea of stars is before him.
+
+TARKIN: Are they away?
+
+VADER: They have just made the jump into hyperspace.
+
+TARKIN: You're sure the homing beacon is secure aboard their ship? I'm
+taking an awful risk, Vader. This had better work.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Han, removes his gloves and smiling, is at the controls of the
+ship. Chewie moves into the aft section to check the damage.
+Leia is seated near Han.
+
+HAN: Not a bad bit of rescuing, huh? You know, sometimes I even amaze
+myself.
+
+LEIA: That doesn't sound too hard. Besides, they let us go. It's the
+only explanation for the ease of our escape.
+
+HAN: Easy...you call that easy?
+
+LEIA: Their tracking us!
+
+HAN: Not this ship, sister.
+
+Frustrated, Leia shakes her head.
+
+LEIA: At least the information in Artoo is still intact.
+
+HAN: What's so important? What's he carrying?
+
+LEIA: The technical readouts of that battle station. I only hope that
+when the data is analyzed, a weakness can be found. It's not over yet!
+
+HAN: It is for me, sister! Look, I ain't in this for your revolution,
+and I'm not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I'm in
+it for the money!
+
+LEIA: You needn't worry about your reward. If money is all that you
+love, then that's what you'll receive!
+
+She angrily turns, and as she starts out of the cockpit,
+passes Luke coming in.
+
+LEIA: Your friend is quite a mercenary. I wonder if he really cares
+about anything...or anyone.
+
+LUKE: I care!
+
+Luke, shaking his head, sits in the copilot seat. He and
+Han stare out at the vast blackness of space.
+
+LUKE: So...what do you think of her, Han?
+
+HAN: I'm trying not to, kid!
+
+LUKE: (under his breath) Good...
+
+HAN: Still, she's got a lot of spirit. I don't know, what do you
+think? Do you think a princess and a guy like me...
+
+LUKE: No!
+
+Luke says it with finality and looks away. Han smiles at
+young Luke's jealousy.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND FOURTH MOON OF YAVIN.
+
+The battered pirateship drifts into orbit around the planet
+Yavin and proceeds to one of its tiny green moons.
+
+EXTERIOR: FOURTH MOON OF YAVIN.
+
+The pirateship soars over the dense jungle.
+
+EXTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST.
+
+An alert guard, his laser gun in hand, scans the countryside.
+He sets the gun down and looks toward the temple, barely
+visible in the foliage.
+
+EXTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- JUNGLE TEMPLE.
+
+Rotting in a forest of gargantuan trees, an ancient temple
+lies shrouded in an eerie mist. The air is heavy with the
+fantastic cries of unimaginable creatures. Han, Luke and the
+others are greeted by the Rebel troops.
+Luke and the group ride into the massive temple on an
+armored military speeder.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI -- MAIN HANGAR DECK.
+
+The military speeder stops in a huge spaceship hangar, set up
+in the interior of the crumbling temple. Willard, the
+commander of the Rebel forces, rushes up to the group and
+gives Leia a big hug. Every one is pleased to see her.
+
+WILLARD: (holding Leia) You're safe! We had feared the worst.
+
+Willard composes himself, steps back and bows formally.
+
+WILLARD: When we heard about Alderaan, we were afraid that you were...
+lost along with your father.
+
+LEIA: We don't have time for our sorrows, Commander. The battle
+station has surely tracked us here (looking pointedly to Han). It's
+the only explanation for the ease of our escape. You must use the
+information in this R2 unit to plan the attack. It is our only hope.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The surface of the Death Star ominously approaches the red
+planet Yavin.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Grand Moff Tarkin and Lord Vader are interrupted in their
+discussion by the buzz of the comlink. Tarkin moves to answer
+the call.
+
+TARKIN: Yes.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: We are approaching the planet Yavin. The
+Rebel base is on a moon on the far side. We are preparing to orbit the
+planet.
+
+EXTERIOR: YAVIN -- JUNGLE.
+
+A lone guard stands in a tower high above the Yavin landscape,
+surveying the countryside. A mist hangs over the jungle of
+twisted green.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI -- WAR ROOM BRIEFING AREA.
+
+Dodonna stands before a large electronic wall display. Leia
+and several other senators are to one side of the giant
+readout. The low-ceilinged room is filled with starpilots,
+navigators, and a sprinkling of R2-type robots. Everyone is
+listening intently to what Dodonna is saying. Han and
+Chewbacca are standing near the back.
+
+DODONNA: The battle station is heavily shielded and carries a
+firepower greater than half the star fleet. It's defenses are designed
+around a direct large-scale assault. A small one-man fighter should be
+able to penetrate the outer defense.
+
+Gold Leader, a rough looking man in his early thirties,
+stands and addresses Dodonna.
+
+GOLD LEADER: Pardon me for asking, sir, but what good are snub
+fighters going to be against that?
+
+DODONNA: Well, the Empire doesn't consider a small one-man fighter to
+be any threat, or they'd have a tighter defense. An analysis of the
+plans provided by Princess Leia has demonstrated a weakness in the
+battle station.
+
+Artoo-Detoo stands next to a similar robot, makes beeping
+sounds, and turns his head from right to left.
+
+DODONNA: The approach will not be easy. You are required to maneuver
+straight down this trench and skim the surface to this point. The
+target area is only two meters wide. It's a small thermal exhaust
+port, right below the main port. The shaft leads directly to the
+reactor system. A precise hit will start a chain reaction which should
+destroy the station.
+
+A murmer of disbelief runs through the room.
+
+DODONNA: Only a precise hit will set up a chain reaction. The shaft is
+ray-shielded, so you'll have to use proton torpedoes.
+
+Luke is sitting next to Wedge Antilles, a hotshot pilot
+about sixteen years old.
+
+WEDGE: That's impossible, even for a computer.
+
+LUKE: It's not impossible. I used to bull's-eye womp rats in my
+T-sixteen back home. They're not much bigger than two meters.
+
+DODONNA: Man your ships! And may the Force be with you!
+
+The group rises and begins to leave.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Death Star begins to move around the planet toward the
+tiny green moon.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Tarkin and Vader watch the computer projected screen with
+interest, as a circle of lights intertwines around one another
+on the screen showing it's position in relation to Yavin and
+the forth moon.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: Orbiting the planet at maximum velocity.
+The moon with the Rebel base will be in range in thirty minutes.
+
+VADER: This will be a day long remembered. It has seen the end of
+Kenobi and it will soon see the end of the Rebellion.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- MAIN HANGAR DECK.
+
+Luke, Threepio and little Artoo enter the huge spaceship
+hangar and hurry along a long line of gleaming spacefighters.
+Flight crews rush around loading last-minute armaments and
+unlocking power couplings. In an area isolated from this
+activity Luke finds Han and Chewbacca loading small boxes onto
+an armored speeder.
+
+MAN'S VOICE: (over loudspeaker) All flight trooper, man your stations.
+All flight troops, man your stations.
+
+Han is deliberately ignoring the activity of the fighter
+pilots' preparation. Luke is quite saddened at the sight of
+his friend's departure.
+
+LUKE: So...you got your reward and you're just leaving then?
+
+HAN: That's right, yeah! I got some old debts I've got to pay off with
+this stuff. Even if I didn't, you don't think I'd be fool enough to
+stick around here, do you? Why don't you come with us? You're pretty
+good in a fight. I could use you.
+
+LUKE: (getting angry) Come on! Why don't you take a look around? You
+know what's about to happen, what they're up against. They could use a
+good pilot like you. You're turning your back on them.
+
+HAN: What good's a reward if you ain't around to use it? Besides,
+attacking that battle station ain't my idea of courage. It's more like
+suicide.
+
+LUKE: All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's
+what you're best at, isn't it?
+
+Luke goes off and Han hesitates, then calls to him.
+
+HAN: Hey, Luke...may the Force be with you!
+
+Luke turns and sees Han wink at him. Luke lifts his hand in
+a small wave and then goes off.
+Han turns to Chewie who growls at his captain,
+
+HAN: What're you lookin' at? I know what I'm doing.
+
+INTERIOR: MAIN HANGAR DECK -- LUKE'S SHIP.
+
+Luke, Leia, and Dodonna meet under a huge space fighter.
+
+LEIA: What's wrong?
+
+LUKE: Oh, it's Han! I don't know, I really thought he'd change his
+mind.
+
+LEIA: He's got to follow his own path. No one can choose it for him.
+
+LUKE: I only wish Ben were here.
+
+Leia gives Luke a little kiss, turns, and goes off. As Luke
+heads for his ship, another pilot rushes up to him and grabs
+his arm.
+
+BIGGS: Luke! I don't believe it! How'd you get here...are you going
+out with us?!
+
+LUKE: Biggs! Of course, I'll be up there with you! Listen, have I got
+some stories to tell...
+
+Red Leader, a rugged handsome man in his forties, comes up
+behind Luke and Biggs. He has the confident smile of a born
+leader.
+
+RED LEADER: Are you...Luke Skywalker? Have you been checked out on the
+Incom T-sixty-five?
+
+BIGGS: Sir, Luke is the best bushpilot in the outer rim territories.
+
+Red Leader pats Luke on the back as they stop in front of
+his fighter.
+
+RED LEADER: I met your father once when I was just a boy, he was a
+great pilot. You'll do all right. If you've got half of your father's
+skill, you'll do better than all right.
+
+LUKE: Thank you, sir. I'll try.
+
+Red Leader hurries to his own ship.
+
+BIGGS: I've got to get aboard. Listen, you'll tell me your stories
+when we come back. All right?
+
+LUKE: I told you I'd make it someday, Biggs.
+
+BIGGS: (going off) You did, all right. It's going to be like old
+times, Luke. We're a couple of shooting stars that'll never be
+stopped!
+
+Luke laughs and shakes his head in agreement. He heads for
+his ship.
+As Luke begins to climb up the ladder into his sleek,
+deadly spaceship, the crew chief, who is working on the craft,
+points to little Artoo, who is being hoisted into a socket on
+the back of the fighter.
+
+CHIEF: This R2 unit of your seems a bit beat up. Do you want a new
+one?
+
+LUKE: Not on your life! That little droid and I have been through a
+lot together. (to Artoo) You okay, Artoo?
+
+The crewmen lower Artoo-Detoo into the craft. Now a part of
+the exterior shell of the starship, the little droid beeps
+that he is fine.
+Luke climbs up into the cockpit of his fighter and puts an
+his helmet. Threepio looks on from the floor of the massive
+hangar as the crewmen secure his little electronic partner
+into Luke's X-wing. It's an emotional-filled moment as Artoo
+beeps good-bye.
+
+CHIEF: Okay, easy she goes!
+
+THREEPIO: Hang on tight,Artoo, you've got to come back.
+
+Artoo beeps in agreement.
+
+THREEPIO: You wouldn't want my life to get boring, would you?
+
+Artoo whistles his reply.
+All final preparations are made for the approaching battle.
+The hangar is buzzing with the last minute activity as the
+pilots and crewmen alike make their final adjustments. The hum
+of activity is occasionally trespassed by the distorted voice
+of the loudspeaker issuing commands. Coupling hoses are
+disconnected from the ships as they are fueled. Cockpit
+shields roll smoothly into place over each pilot. A signalman,
+holding red guiding lights, directs the ships. Luke, a trace
+of a smile gracing his lips, peers about through his goggles.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Luke, the Force will be with you.
+
+Luke is confused at the voice and taps his headphones.
+
+EXTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- JUNGLE.
+
+All that can be seen of the fortress is a lone guard standing
+on a small pedestal jutting out above the dense jungle. The
+muted gruesome crying sounds that naturally permeate this
+eerie purgatory are overwhelmed by the thundering din of ion
+rockets as four silver starships catapult from the foliage in
+a tight formation and disappears into the morning cloud cover.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+The princess, Threepio, and a field commander sit quietly
+before the giant display showing the planet Yavin and its four
+moons. The red dot that represents the Death Star moves ever
+closer to the system. A series of green dots appear around the
+fourth moon. A din of indistinct chatter fills the war room.
+
+MASSASSI INTERCOM VOICE: Stand-by alert. Death Star approaching.
+Estimated time to firing range, fifteen minutes.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Death Star slowly moves behind the massive yellow surface
+of Yavin in the foreground, as many X-wing fighters flying in
+formation zoom toward us and out of the frame.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- ANOTHER ANGLE.
+
+Light from a distant sun creates an eerie atmospheric glow
+around a huge planet, Yavin. Rebel fighters flying in
+formation settle ominously in the foreground and very slowly
+pull away.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER STARSHIP -- COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader lowers his visor and adjusts his gun sights,
+looking to each side at his wing men.
+
+RED LEADER: All wings report in.
+
+INTERIOR: ANOTHER COCKPIT.
+
+One of the Rebel fighters checks in through his mike.
+
+RED TEN: Red Ten standing by.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Biggs checks his fighter's controls, alert and ready for
+combat.
+
+RED SEVEN: (over Biggs' headset) Red Seven standing by.
+
+BIGGS: Red Three standing by.
+
+INTERIOR: PORKINS' COCKPIT.
+
+PORKINS: Red Six standing by.
+
+RED NINE: (over headset) Red Nine standing by.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+WEDGE: Red Two standing by.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+RED ELEVEN: (over headset) Red Eleven standing by.
+
+LUKE: Red Five standing by.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER
+
+Artoo-Detoo, in position outside of the fighter, turns his
+head from side to side and makes beeping sounds.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Lock S-foils in attack position.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The group of X-wing fighters move in formation toward the
+Death Star, unfolding the wings and locking them in the "X"
+position.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT
+
+READ LEADER: (over headset) We're passing through their magnetic
+field.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Hold tight!
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke adjusts his controls as he concentrates on the
+approaching Death Star. The ship begins to be buffeted
+slightly.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Switch your deflectors on.
+
+INTERIOR: ANOTHER COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Double front!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The fighters, now X-shaped darts, move in formation. The Death
+Star now appears to be a small moon growing rapidly in size as
+the Rebel fighters approach. Complex patterns on the metallic
+surface begin to become visible. A large dish antenna is built
+into the surface on one side.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Wedge is amazed and slightly frightened at the awesome
+spectacle.
+
+WEDGE: Look at the size of that thing!
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Cut the chatter, Red Two.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Accelerate to attack speed. This is it, boys!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+As the fighters move closer to the Death Star, the awesome
+size of the gargantuan Imperial fortress is revealed. Half of
+the deadly space station is in shadow and this area sparkles
+with thousands of small lights running in thin lines and
+occasionally grouped in large clusters; somewhat like a city
+at night as seen from a weather satellite.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+GOLD LEADER: Red Leader, this is Gold Leader.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) I copy, Gold Leader.
+
+GOLD LEADER: We're starting for the target shaft now.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader looks around at his wingmen; the Death Star looming
+in from behind. Two Y-wing fighters bob back and forth in the
+background. He moves his computer targeting device into
+position.
+
+RED LEADER: We're in position. I'm going to cut across the axis and
+try and draw their fire.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Two squads of Rebel fighters peel off. The X-wings dive
+towards the Death Star surface. A thousand lights glow across
+the dark grey expanse of the huge station.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Alarm sirens scream as soldiers scramble to large turbo-
+powered laser gun emplacements. Electronic drivers rotate the
+huge guns into position as crew adjust their targeting
+devices.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Laserbolts streak through the star-filled night. The Rebel
+X-wing fighters move in toward the Imperial base, as the Death
+Star aims its massive laser guns at the Rebel forces and
+fires.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Princess Leia listens to the battle over the intercom.
+Threepio is at her side.
+
+WEDGE: (over war room speaker system) Heavy fire, boss! Twenty-degrees.
+
+RED LEADER: (over speaker) I see it. Stay low.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+An X-wing zooms across the surface of the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Technical crews scurry here and there loading last-minute
+armaments and unlocking power cables.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Wedge maneuvers his fighter toward the menacing Death Star.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+X-wings continue in their attack course on the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke nosedives radically, starting his attack on the monstrous
+fortress. The Death Star surface streaks past the cockpit
+window.
+
+LUKE: This is Red Five; I'm going in!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Luke's X-wing races toward the Death Star. Laserbolts streak
+from Luke's weapons, creating a huge fireball explosion on the
+dim surface.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Terror crosses Luke's face as he realizes he won't be able to
+pull out in time to avoid the fireball.
+
+BIGGS: (over headset) Luke, pull up!
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's ship emerges from the fireball, with the leading edges
+of his wings slightly scorched.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+BIGGS: Are you all right?
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke adjusts his controls and breathes a sigh of relief. Flak
+bursts outside the cockpit window.
+
+LUKE: I got a little cooked, but I'm okay.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Rebel fighters continue to strafe the Death Star's surface
+with laserbolts.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Walls buckle and cave in. Troops and equipment are blown in
+all directions. Stormtroopers stagger out of the rubble.
+Standing in the middle of the chaos, a vision of calm and
+foreboding, is Darth Vader. One of his Astro-Officers rushes
+up to him.
+
+ASTRO-OFFICER: We count thirty Rebel ships, Lord Vader. But they're so
+small they're evading our turbo-lasers!
+
+VADER: We'll have to destroy them ship to ship. Get the crews to their
+fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Smoke belches from the giant laser guns as they wind up their
+turbine generators to create sufficient power. The crew rushes
+about preparing for another blast. Even the troopers head gear
+is not adequate to protect them from the overwhelming noise of
+the monstrous weapon. One troopers bangs his helmet with his
+hand in an attempt to stop the ringing.
+
+INTERIOR: READ LEADER'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Red Leader flies through a heavy hail of flak.
+
+RED LEADER: Luke, let me know when you're going in.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+The Red Leader's X-wing flies past Luke as he puts his nose
+down and starts his attack dive.
+
+LUKE: I'm on my way in now...
+
+RED LEADER: Watch yourself! There's a lot of fire coming from the
+right side of that deflection tower.
+
+LUKE: I'm on it.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke flings his X-wing into a twisting dive across the horizon
+and down onto the dim grey surface.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING TRAVELING.
+
+A shot hurls from Luke's guns. Laserbolts streak toward the
+onrushing Death Star surface. Several small radar emplacements
+erupt in flame. Laserfire erupts from a protruding tower on
+the surface.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+The blurry Death Star surface races past the cockpit window as
+a big smile sweeps across Luke's face at the success of his
+run. Flak thunders on all sides of him.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The Death Star superstructure races past Luke as he maneuvers
+his craft through a wall of laserfire and peels away from the
+surface towards the heavens.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+The thunder and smoke of the big guns reverberate throughout
+the massive structure. Many soldiers rush about in the smoke
+and chaos, silhouetted by the almost continual flash of
+explosions.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Biggs dives through a forest of radar domes, antennae, and gun
+towers as he shoots low across the Death Star surface. A dense
+barrage of laserfire streaks by on all sides.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Imperial star pilots dash in unison to a line of small
+auxiliary hatches that lead to Imperial TIE fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Princess Leia, surrounded by her generals and aides, paces
+nervously before a lighted computer table. On all sides
+technicians work in front of many lighted glass walls. Dodonna
+watches quietly from one corner. One of the officers working
+over a screen speaks into his headset.
+
+CONTROL OFFICER: Squad leaders, we've picked up a new group of
+signals. Enemy fighters coming your way.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Luke looks around to see if he can spot the approaching
+Imperial fighters.
+
+LUKE: My scope's negative. I don't see anything.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S X-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+The Death Star's surface sweeps past as Red Leader searches
+the sky for the Imperial fighters. Flak pounds at his ship.
+
+RED LEADER: Keep up your visual scanning. With all this jamming,
+they'll be on top of you before your scope can pick them up.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Silhouetted against the rim lights of the Death Star horizon,
+four ferocious Imperial TIE ships dive on the Rebel fighters.
+Two of the TIE fighters peel off and drop out of frame. Pan
+with the remaining two TIE ships.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Biggs panics when he discovers a TIE ship on his tail. The
+horizon in the background twists around as he peels off,
+hoping to lose the Imperial fighter.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Biggs! You've picked one up...watch it!
+
+BIGGS: I can't see it! Where is he?!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Biggs zooms off the surface and into space, closely followed
+by an Imperial TIE fighter. The TIE ship fires several
+laserbolts at Biggs, but misses.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Biggs see the TIE ship behind him and swings around, trying to
+avoid him.
+
+BIGGS: He's on me tight, I can't shake him...I can't shake him.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Biggs, flying at high altitude, peels off and dives toward the
+Death Star surface, but he is unable to lose the TIE fighter,
+who sticks close to his tail.
+
+INTERIOR: X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Luke is flying upside down. He rotates his ship around to
+normal attitude as he comes out of his dive.
+
+LUKE: Hang on, Biggs, I'm coming in.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Biggs and the tailing TIE ship dive for the surface, now
+followed by a fast-gaining Luke. After Biggs dives out of
+sight, Luke chases the Imperial fighter.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+In the foreground, the Imperial fighter races across the Death
+Star's surface, closely followed by Luke in the background.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+There is a shot from Luke's X-wing of the TIE ship exploding
+in a mass of flames.
+
+LUKE: Got him!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Darth Vader strides purposefully down a Death Star corridor,
+flanked by Imperial stormtroopers.
+
+VADER: Several fighters have broken off from the main group. Come with
+me!
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+A concerned Princess Leia, Threepio, Dodonna, and other
+officers of the Rebellion stand around the huge round readout
+screen, listening to the ship-to-ship communication on the
+room's loudspeaker.
+
+BIGGS: (over speaker) Pull in! Luke...pull in!
+
+WEDGE: (over speaker) Watch your back, Luke!
+
+INTERIOR LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+WEDGE: (over headset) Watch your back! Fighter's above you, coming in!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Luke's ship soars away from the Death Star's surface as he
+spots the tailing TIE fighter.
+
+INTERIOR: TIE FIGHTER'S COCKPIT.
+
+The TIE pilot takes aim at Luke's X-wing.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Imperial TIE fighter pilot scores a hit on Luke's ship.
+Fire breaks out on the right side of the X-wing.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks out of his cockpit at the flames on his ship.
+
+LUKE: I'm hit, but not bad.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Smoke pours out from behind Artoo-Detoo.
+
+LUKE'S VOICE: Artoo, see what you can do with it. Hang on back there.
+
+Green laserfire moves past the beeping little robot as his
+head turns.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke nervously works his controls.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Red Six...
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+In the war room, Leia stands frozen as she listens and worries
+about Luke.
+
+RED LEADER: (over speaker) Can you see Red Five?
+
+RED TEN: (over speaker) There's a heavy fire zone on this side. Red
+Five, where are you?
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke spots the TIE fighter behind him and soars away from the
+Death Star surface.
+
+LUKE: I can't shake him!
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's ship soars closer to the surface of the Death Star, an
+Imperial TIE fighter closing in on him in hot pursuit.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+The Death Star whips below Wedge.
+
+WEDGE: I'm on him, Luke!
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+WEDGE: (over headset) Hold on!
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Wedge dives across the horizon toward Luke and the TIE
+fighter.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Wedge moves his X-wing in rapidly.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke reacts frantically.
+
+LUKE: Blast it! Wedge where are you?
+
+INTERIOR: TIE FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+The fighter pilot watches Wedge's X-wing approach. Another
+X-wing joins him, and both unleash a volley of laserfire on
+the Imperial fighter.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The TIE fighter explodes, filling the screen with white light.
+Luke's ship can be seen far in the distance.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks about in relief.
+
+LUKE: Thanks, Wedge.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia, Threepio, Dodonna and other Rebel officers are listening
+to the Rebel Fighter's radio transmissions over the war room
+intercom.
+
+BIGGS: (over speaker) Good shooting, Wedge!
+
+GOLD LEADER: (over speaker) Red Leader...
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader peels off and starts toward the long trenches at
+the Death Star surface pole.
+
+GOLD LEADER: This is Gold Leader. We're starting out attack run.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three Y-wing fighters of the Gold group dive out of the stars
+toward the Death Star surface.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others are grouped around the screen, as
+technicians move about attending to their duties.
+
+RED LEADER: (over speaker) I copy, Gold Leader. Move into position.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three Imperial TIE ships in precise formation dive toward the
+Death Star surface.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Darth Vader calmly adjusts his control stick as the stars whip
+past in the window above his head.
+
+VADER: Stay in attack formation!
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Technicians are seated at the computer readout table.
+
+GOLD LEADER: (over speaker) The exhaust post is...
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+GOLD LEADER: ...marked and locked in!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Gold Leader approaches the surface and pulls out to skim the
+surface of the huge station. The ship moves into a deep
+trench, firing laserbolts. The surface streaks past as
+laserfire is returned by the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
+
+Gold Five is a pilot in his early fifties with a very battered
+helmet that looks like it's been through many battles. He
+looks around to see if enemy ships are near. His fighter is
+buffeted by Imperial flak.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader races down the enormous trench that leads to the
+exhaust port. Laserbolts blast toward him in increasing
+numbers, occasionally exploding near the ship causing it to
+bounce about.
+
+GOLD LEADER: Switch power to front deflector screens.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three Y-wing skim the Death Star surface deep in the trench,
+as laserbolts streak past on all sides.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR SURFACE -- GUN EMPLACEMENTS.
+
+An exterior surface gun blazes away at the oncoming Rebel
+fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+GOLD LEADER: How many guns do you think, Gold Five.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+GOLD FIVE: (over speaker) I'd say about twenty guns. Some on the
+surface, some on the towers.
+
+Leia, Threepio, and the technicians view the projected
+target screen, as red and blue target lights glow. The red
+target near the center blinks on and off.
+
+MASSASSI INTERCOM VOICE: (over speaker) Death Star will be in range in
+five minutes.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three Y-wing fighters race toward camera and zoom
+overhead through a hail of laserfire.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader pulls his computer targeting device down in
+front of his eye. Laserbolts continue to batter the Rebel
+craft.
+
+GOLD LEADER: Switching to targeting computer.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD TWO'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Two, a younger pilot about Luke's age, pulls down his
+targeting eye viewer and adjusts it. His ship shudders under
+intense laser barrage.
+
+GOLD TWO: Computer's locked. Getting a signal.
+
+As the fighters begin to approach the target area, suddenly
+all the laserfire stops. An eerie clam clings over the trench
+as the surface whips past in a blur.
+
+GOLD TWO: The guns...they've stopped!
+
+EXTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Five looks behind him.
+
+GOLD FIVE: Stabilize your read deflectors. Watch for enemy fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+GOLD LEADER: They've coming in! Three marks at two ten.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three Imperial TIE ships, Darth Vader in the center flanked by
+two wingmen, dive in precise formation almost vertically
+toward the Death Star surface.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Darth Vader calmly adjusts his control stick as the stars zoom
+by.
+
+VADER: I'll take them myself! Cover me!
+
+WINGMAN'S VOICE: (over speaker) Yes, sir.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three TIE fighters zoom across the surface of the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader lines up Gold Two in his targeting computer. Vader's
+hands grip the control stick as he presses the button.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT
+
+The cockpit explodes around Gold Two. His head falls forward.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+As Gold Two's ship explodes, debris is flung out into space.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader looks over his shoulder at the scene.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+The three TIE fighters race along in the trench in a tight
+formation.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader panics.
+
+GOLD LEADER: (into mike) I can't maneuver!
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Five, the old veteran, trys to calm Gold Leader.
+
+GOLD FIVE: Stay on target.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+The Death Star races by outside the cockpit window as he
+adjusts his targeting device.
+
+GOLD LEADER: We're too close.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+The older pilot remains calm.
+
+GOLD FIVE: Stay on target!
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Now he's really panicked.
+
+GOLD LEADER: Loosen up!
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader calmly adjusts his targeting computer and pushes the
+fire button.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Leader's ship is hit by Vader's laser.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Gold Leader explodes in a ball of flames, throwing debris in
+all directions.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Gold Five moves in on the exhaust port.
+
+GOLD FIVE: Gold Five to Red Leader...
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks over his shoulder at the action outside of his
+cockpit.
+
+GOLD FIVE: (over headset) Lost Tiree, lost Dutch.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: I copy, Gold Five.
+
+INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+GOLD FIVE: They came from behind....
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+One of the engines explodes on Gold Five's Y-wing fighter,
+blazing out of control. He dives past the horizon toward the
+Death Star's surface, passing a TIE fighter during his
+descent. Gold Five, a veteran of countless campaigns, spins
+toward his death.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks nervously about him at the explosive battle.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Grant Moff Tarkin and a Chief Officer stand in the Death
+Star's control room.
+
+OFFICER: We've analyzed their attack, sir, and there is a danger.
+Should I have your ship standing by?
+
+TARKIN: Evacuate? In out moment of triumph? I think you overestimate
+their chances!
+
+Tarkin turns to the computer readout screen. Flames move
+around the green disk at the center of the screen, as numbers
+read across the bottom.
+
+VOICE: (over speaker) Rebel base, three minutes and closing.
+
+INTERIOR: READ LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader looks over at his wingmen.
+
+RED LEADER: Red Group, this is Red Leader.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Dodonna moves to the intercom as he fiddles with the computer
+keys.
+
+RED LEADER: (over speaker) Rendezvous at mark six point one.
+
+WEDGE: (over speaker) This is Red Two. Flying toward you.
+
+BIGGS: (over speaker) Red Three, standing by.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT:
+
+DODONNA: (over headset) Red Leader, this is Base One. Keep half your
+group out of range for the next run.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER'S VOICE: (over headset) Copy, Base One. Luke, take Red Two
+and Three. Hold up here and wait for my signal...to start your run.
+
+Luke nods his head.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The X-wing fighters of Luke, Biggs, and Wedge fly in formation
+high above the Death Star's surface.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke peers out from his cockpit.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Two X-wings move across the surface of the Death Star. Red
+Leader's X-wing drops down to the surface leading to the
+exhaust port.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader looks around to watch for the TIE fighters. He
+begins to perspire.
+
+RED LEADER: This is it!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Red Leader roams down the trench of the Death Star as lasers
+streak across the black heavens.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR SURFACE -- GUN EMPLACEMENTS.
+
+A huge remote-control laser cannon fires at the approaching
+Rebel fighters.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+The Rebel fighters evade the Imperial laser blasts.
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Ten looks around for the Imperial fighters.
+
+RED TEN: We should be able to see it by now.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+From the cockpits of the Rebel pilots, the surface of the
+Death Star streaks by, with Imperial laserfire shooting toward
+them.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Keep your eyes open for those fighters!
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED TEN: There's too much interference!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE -- DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+Three X-wing fighters move in formation down the Death Star
+trench.
+
+RED TEN'S VOICE: Red Five, can you see them from where you are?
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks down at the Death Star surface below.
+
+LUKE: No sign of any...wait!
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Ten looks up and sees the Imperial fighters.
+
+LUKE: (over headset) Coming in point three five.
+
+RED TEN: I see them.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three TIE fighters, Vader flanked by two wingmen, dive in a
+tight formation. The sun reflects off their dominate solar
+fins as they loop toward the Death Star's surface.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader pulls his targeting device in front of his eyes and
+makes several adjustments.
+
+RED LEADER: I'm in range.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Red Leader's X-wing moves up the Death Star trench.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: Target's coming up!
+
+Red Leader looks at his computer target readout screen. He
+then looks into his targeting device.
+
+RED LEADER: Just hold them off for a few seconds.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader adjusts his control lever and dives on the X-wing
+fighters.
+
+VADER: Close up formation.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+The three TIE fighters move in formation across the Death Star
+surface.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader lines up his target on the targeting device
+cross hairs.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader and his wingmen zoom down the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader rapidly approaches the two X-wings of Red Ten and Red
+Twelve. Vader's laser cannon flashes below the view of the
+front porthole. the X-wings show in the center of Vader's
+computer screen.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+Red Twelve's X-wing fighter is hit by Vader's laserfire, and
+it explodes into flames against the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Ten works at his controls furiously, trying to avoid
+Vader's fighter behind him.
+
+RED TEN: You'd better let her loose.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader is concentrating on his targeting device.
+
+RED LEADER: Almost there!
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Ten panics.
+
+RED TEN: I can't hold them!
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader and his wingmen whip through the trench in pursuit of
+the Rebel fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader cooly pushes the fire button on his control stick.
+
+INTERIOR: RED TEN'S COCKPIT.
+
+Darth Vader's well-aimed laserfire proves to be unavoidable,
+and strikes Red Ten's ship. Red Ten screams in anguish and
+pain.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Red Ten's ship explodes and bursts into flames.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Grimly, Red Leader takes careful aim and watches his computer
+targeting device, which shows the target lined up in the cross
+hairs, and fires.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+RED LEADER: It's away!
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+An armed Imperial stormtrooper is knocked to the floor from
+the attack explosion. Other troopers scurrying about the
+corridors are knocked against the wall and lose their balance.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others stare at the computer screen.
+
+RED NINE'S VOICE: (over speaker) It's a hit!
+
+RED LEADER: (over speaker) Negative.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader looks back at the receding Death Star. Tiny
+explosions are visible in the distance.
+
+RED LEADER: Negative! It didn't go in. It just impacted on the
+surface.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR -- TIE FIGHTER.
+
+Darth Vader peels off in pursuit as Red Leader's X-wing passes
+the Death Star horizon.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader swings his ship around for the next kill.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+LUKE: (over headset) Red Leader, we're right above you. Turn to
+point...
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke tries to spot Red Leader. He looks down at the Death Star
+surface.
+
+LUKE: ...oh-five; we'll cover for you.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Stay there...
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+A wary Red Leader looks about nervously.
+
+RED LEADER: ...I just lost my starboard engine.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks excitedly toward Red Leader's X-wing.
+
+RED LEADER: (over headset) Get set to make your attack run.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader's gloved hands make contact with the control sticks, and
+he presses their firing buttons.
+
+INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Red Leader fights to gain control of his ship.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Laserbolts are flung from Vader's TIE fighter, connecting with
+Red Leader's Rebel X-wing fighter. Red Leader buys it,
+creating a tremendous explosion far below. He screams and is
+destroyed.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks out the window of his X-wing at the explosion far
+below. For the first time, he feels the helplessness of his
+situation.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Grand Moff Tarkin casts a sinister eye at the computer screen.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: Rebel base, one minute and closing.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Dodonna and Princess Leia, with Threepio beside them, listen
+intently to the talk between the pilots. The room is grim
+after Red Leader's death. Princess Leia nervously paces the
+room.
+
+LUKE: (over speaker) Biggs, Wedge, let's close it up. We're going in.
+We're going in full throttle.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+The horizon twists as Wedge begins to pull out.
+
+WEDGE: Right with you, boss.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The two X-wings peel off against a background of stars and
+dive toward the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+BIGGS: Luke, at that speed will you be able to pull out in time?
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+LUKE: It'll be just like Beggar's Canyon back home.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three X-wings move in, unleashing a barrage of laserfire.
+Laserbolts are returned from the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Luke's lifelong friend struggles with his controls.
+
+BIGGS: We'll stay back far enough to cover you.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Flak and laserbolts flash outside Luke's cockpit window.
+
+WEDGE: (over headset) My scope shows the tower, but I can't see the
+exhaust port! Are you sure the computer can hit it?
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- GUN EMPLACEMENTS.
+
+The Death Star laser cannon slowly rotates as it shoots
+laserbolts.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks around for the Imperial TIE fighters. He thinks for
+a moment and then moves his targeting device into position.
+
+LUKE: Watch yourself! Increase speed full throttle!
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Wedge looks excitedly about for any sign of the TIE fighters.
+
+WEDGE: What about the tower?
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+LUKE: You worry about those fighters! I'll worry about the tower!
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR SURFACE.
+
+Luke's X-wing streaks through the trench, firing lasers.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke breaks into a nervous sweat as the laserfire is returned,
+knicking one of his wings close to the engine.
+
+LUKE: (to Artoo) Artoo...that, that stabilizer's broken loose again!
+See if you can't lock it down!
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Artoo works to repair the damages. The canyon wall rushes by
+in the background, making his delicate task seem even more
+precarious.
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Two laser cannons are firing on the Rebel fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Wedge looks up and sees the TIE ships.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke's targeting device marks off the distance to the target.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader and his wingmen zoom closer.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader adjusts his controls and fires laserbolts at two X-wings
+flying down the trench. He scores a direct hit on Wedge.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others are grouped around the computer board.
+
+WEDGE: (over speaker) I'm hit! I can't stay with you.
+
+LUKE: (over speaker) Get clear, Wedge.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+LUKE: You can't do any more good back there!
+
+INTERIOR: WEDGE'S COCKPIT.
+
+WEDGE: Sorry!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Wedge pulls his crippled X-wing back away from the battle.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader watches the escape but issues a command to his wingmen.
+
+VADER: Let him go! Stay on the leader!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's X-wing speeds down the trench; the three TIE fighters,
+still in perfect unbroken formation, tail close behind.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Biggs looks around at the TIE fighters. He is worried.
+
+BIGGS: Hurry, Luke, they're coming in much faster this time. I can't
+hold them!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three TIE fighters move ever closer, closing in on Luke
+and Biggs.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks back anxiously at little Artoo.
+
+LUKE: Artoo, try and increase the power!
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Ignoring the bumpy ride, flak, and lasers, a beeping
+Artoo-Detoo struggles to increase the power, his dome turning
+from side to side.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Stealthily, the TIE formation creeps closer.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader adjusts his control stick.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Biggs looks around at the TIE fighters.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Luke looks into his targeting device. He moves it away for a
+moment and ponders its use. He looks back into the computer
+targeter.
+
+BIGGS: (over headset) Hurry up, Luke!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader and his wingmen race through the Death Star trench.
+Biggs moves in to cover for Luke, but Vader gains on him.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Biggs sees the TIE fighter aiming at him.
+
+BIGGS: Wait!
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader squeezes the fire button on his controls.
+
+INTERIOR: BIGGS' COCKPIT.
+
+Biggs' cockpit explodes around him, lighting him in red.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Biggs' ship bursts into a million flaming bits and scatters
+across the surface.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others stare at the computer board.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING COCKPIT.
+
+Luke is stunned by Biggs' death. His eyes are watering, but
+his anger is also growing.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Grand Moff Tarkin watches the projected target screen with
+satisfaction.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: Rebel base, thirty seconds and closing.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader takes aim on Luke and talks to the wingmen.
+
+VADER: I'm on the leader.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR -- LUKE'S SHIP.
+
+Luke's ship streaks through the trench of the Death Star.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Princess Leia returns her general's worried and doubtful
+glances with solid, grim determination. Threepio seems nervous.
+
+THREEPIO: Hang on, Artoo!
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke concentrates on his targeting device.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Three TIE fighters charge away down the trench toward Luke.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader's finger's curls around the control stick.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke adjusts the lens of his targeting device.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's ship charges down the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke lines up the yellow cross-hair lines of the targeting
+device's screen. He looks into the targeting device, then
+starts at a voice he hears.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Use the Force, Luke.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The Death Star trench zooms by.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks up, then starts to look back into the targeting
+device. He has second thoughts.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Let go, Luke.
+
+A grim determination sweeps across Luke's face as he closes
+his eyes and starts to mumble Ben's training to himself.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's fighter streaks through the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+VADER: The Force is strong with this one!
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader follows Luke's X-wing down the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks to the targeting device, then away as he hears
+Ben's voice.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Luke, trust me.
+
+Luke's hand reaches for the control panel and presses the
+button. The targeting device moves away.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others stand watching the projected screen.
+
+BASE VOICE: (over speaker) His computer's off. Luke, you switched off
+your targeting computer. What's wrong?
+
+LUKE: (over speaker) Nothing. I'm all right.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's ship streaks ever close to the exhaust port.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks at the Death Star surface streaking by.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Artoo-Detoo turns his head from side to side, beeping in
+anticipation.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three TIE fighters, manned by Vader and his two wingmen,
+follow Luke's X-wing down the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader maneuvers his controls as he looks at his doomed target.
+He presses the fire buttons on his control sticks. Laserfire
+shoots toward Luke's X-wing fighter.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+A large burst of Vader's laserfire engulfs Artoo. The arms go
+limp on the smoking little droid as he makes a high-pitched
+sound.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks frantically back over his shoulder at Artoo.
+
+EXTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER.
+
+Smoke billows out around little Artoo and sparks begin to fly.
+
+LUKE: I've lost Artoo!
+
+Artoo's beeping sounds die out.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others stare intently at the projected screen,
+while Threepio watches the Princess. Lights representing the
+Death Star and targets glow brightly.
+
+MASSASSI INTERCOM VOICE: The Death Star has cleared the planet. The
+Death Star has cleared the planet.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- CONTROL ROOM.
+
+Tarkin glares at the projected target screen.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: Rebel base, in range.
+
+TARKIN: You may fire when ready.
+
+DEATH STAR INTERCOM VOICE: Commence primary ignition.
+
+An officer reaches up and pushes buttons on the control
+panel, as green lighted buttons turn to red.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three TIE fighters zoom down the Death Star trench in
+pursuit of Luke, never breaking formation.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks anxiously at the exhaust port.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader adjusts his control sticks, checking his projected
+targeting screen.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's ship barrels down the trench.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader's targeting computer swings around into position. Vader
+takes careful aim on Luke's X-wing fighter.
+
+VADER: I have you now.
+
+He pushes the fire buttons.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The three TIE fighters move in on Luke. As Vader's center
+fighter unleashes a volley of laserfire, one of the TIE ships
+at his side is hit and explodes into flame. The two remaining
+ships continue to move in.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks about, wondering whose laserfire destroyed Vader's
+wingman.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader is taken by surprise, and looks out from his cockpit.
+
+VADER: What?
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S WINGMAN -- COCKPIT.
+
+Vader's wingman searches around him trying to locate the
+unknown attacker.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Han and Chewbacca grin from ear to ear.
+
+HAN: (yelling) Yahoo!
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The Millennium Falcon heads right at the two TIE fighters.
+It's a collision course.
+
+INTERIOR: WINGMAN'S COCKPIT.
+
+The wingman spots the pirateship coming at him and warns the
+Dark Lord.
+
+WINGMAN: Look out!
+
+EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
+
+Vader's wingman panics at the sight of the oncoming pirate
+starship and veers radically to one side, colliding with
+Vader's TIE fighter in the process. Vader's wingman crashes
+into the side wall of the trench and explodes. Vader's damaged
+ship spins out of the trench with a damaged wing.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Vader's ship spins out of control with a bent solar fin,
+heading for deep space.
+
+INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
+
+Vader turns round and round in circles as his ship spins
+into space.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Solo's ship moves in toward the Death Star trench.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+Solo, smiling, speaks to Luke over his headset mike.
+
+HAN: (into mike) You're all clear, kid.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
+
+Leia and the others listen to Solo's transmission.
+
+HAN: (over speaker) Now let's blow this thing and go home!
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke looks up and smiles. He concentrates on the exhaust port,
+then fires his laser torpedoes.
+
+EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Luke's torpedoes shoot toward the port and seems to simply
+disappear into the surface and not explode. But the shots do
+find their mark and have gone into the exhaust port and are
+heading for the main reactor.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke throws his head back in relief.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+An Imperial soldier runs to the control panel board and pulls
+the attack lever as the board behind him lights up.
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: Stand by to fire at Rebel base.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+Two X-wings, a Y-wing, and the pirateship race toward Yavin in
+the distance.
+
+INTERIOR: DEATH STAR.
+
+Several Imperial soldiers, flanking a pensive Grand Moff
+Tarkin, busily push control levers and buttons.
+
+INTERCOM VOICE: Standing by.
+
+The rumble of a distant explosion begins.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
+
+The Rebel ships race out of sight, leaving the moon-like Death
+Star alone against a blanket of stars. Several small flashes
+appear on the surface. The Death Star bursts into a supernova,
+creating a spectacular heavenly display.
+
+INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT.
+
+HAN: Great shot, kid. That was one in a million.
+
+INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
+
+Luke is at ease, and his eyes are closed.
+
+BEN'S VOICE: Remember, the Force will be with you...always.
+
+The ship rocks back and forth.
+
+EXTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S TIE FIGHTER.
+
+Vader's ship spins off into space.
+
+EXTERIOR: SPACE.
+
+The Rebel ships race toward the fourth moon of Yavin.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- MAIN HANGAR.
+
+Luke climbs out of his starship fighter and is cheered by a
+throng of ground crew and pilots. Luke climbs down the ladder
+as they all welcome him with laughter, cheers, and shouting.
+Princess Leia rushes toward him.
+
+LEIA: Luke! Luke! Luke!
+
+She throws her arms around Luke and hugs him as they dance
+around in a circle. Solo runs in toward Luke and they embrace
+one another, slapping each other on the back.
+
+HAN: (laughing) Hey! Hey!
+
+LUKE: (laughing) I knew you'd come back! I just knew it!
+
+HAN: Well, I wasn't gonna let you get all the credit and take all the
+reward.
+
+Luke and Han look at one another, as Solo playfully shoves
+at Luke's face. Leia moves in between them.
+
+LEIA: (laughing) Hey, I knew there was more to you than money.
+
+Luke looks toward the ship.
+
+LUKE: Oh, no!
+
+The fried little Artoo-Detoo is lifted off the back of the
+fighter and carried off under the worried eyes of Threepio.
+
+THREEPIO: Oh, my! Artoo! Can you hear me? Say something! (to mechanic)
+You can repair him, can't you?
+
+TECHNICIAN: We'll get to work on him right away.
+
+THREEPIO: You must repair him! Sir, if any of my circuits or gears
+will help, I'll gladly donate them.
+
+LUKE: He'll be all right.
+
+INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- MAIN THRONE ROOM.
+
+Luke, Han, and Chewbacca enter the huge ruins of the main
+temple. Hundreds of troops are lined up in neat rows. Banners
+are flying and at the far end stands a vision in white, the
+beautiful young Senator Leia. Luke and the others solemnly
+march up the long aisle and kneel before Senator Leia. From
+one side of the temple marches a shined-up and fully repaired
+Artoo-Detoo. He waddles up to the group and stands next to an
+equally pristine Threepio, who is rather awestruck by the
+whole event. Chewbacca is confused. Dodonna and several other
+dignitaries sit on the left of the Princess Leia. Leia is
+dressed in a long white dress and is staggeringly beautiful.
+She rises and places a gold medallion around Han's neck. He
+winks at her. She then repeats the ceremony with Luke, who is
+moved by the event. They turn and face the assembled troops,
+who all bow before them. Chewbacca growls and Artoo beeps with
+happiness.
+
+FADE OUT
+
+END CREDITS OVER STARS
+
+THE END
+
+
+-----------------------
+
+
+CREDITS
+
+Written and Directed by
+GEORGE LUCAS
+Produced by
+GARY KURTZ
+
+STARRING
+MARK HAMILL HARRISON FORD CARRIE FISHER
+PETER CUSHING
+and ALEC GUINNESS
+with
+ANTHONY DANIELS, KENNY BAKER, PETER MAYHEW,
+DAVID PROWSE, JACK PURVIS, EDDIE BYRNE
+
+Production Designer
+JOHN BARRY
+Director of Photography
+GILBERT TAYLOR, B.S.C.
+Music by
+JOHN WILLIAMS
+Performed by The London Symphony Orchestra; Original Music
+Copyright 1977 by Fox Fanfare Music, Inc.
+Special Photographic Effects Supervisor
+JOHN DYKSTRA
+Special Production and Mechanical Effects Supervisor
+JOHN STEARS
+Film Editiors
+PAUL HIRSCH, MARCIA LUCAS, RICHARD CHEW
+Production Supervisor
+ROBERT WATTS
+Production Illustration
+RALPH McQUARRIE
+Costume Designer
+JOHN MOLLO
+Art Directors
+NORMAN REYNOLDS, LESLIE DILLEY
+Make up Supervisor
+STUART FREEBORN
+Production Sound Mixer
+DEREK BALL
+Casting
+IRENE LAMB, DIANE CRITTENDEN, VIC RAMOS
+Supervising Sound Editor
+SAM SHAW
+Special Dialogue and Sound Effects
+BEN BURTT
+Sound Editors
+ROBERT R. RUTLEDGE, GORDON DAVIDSON,
+GENE CORSO
+Supervising Music Editor
+KENNETH WANNBERG
+Rerecording Mixers
+DON MacDOUGALL, BOB MINKLER, RAY WEST,
+ROBERT LITT, MIKE MINKLER, LESTER FRESHOLTZ,
+RICHARD PORTMAN
+Dolby Sound Consultant
+STEPHEN KATZ
+Orchestrations
+HERBERT W. SPENCER
+Music Scoring Mixer
+ERIC TOMLINSON
+Assistant Film Editors
+TODD BOEKELHEIDE, JAY MIRACLE,
+COLIN KITCHENS, BONNIE KOEHLER
+Camera Operators
+RONNIE TAYLOR, GEOFF GLOVER
+Set Decorator
+ROGER CHRISTIAN
+Production Manager
+BRUCE SHARMAN
+Assistant Directors
+TONY WAYE, GERRY GAVIGAN, TERRY MADDEN
+Location Manager
+ARNOLD ROSS
+Assistant to Producer
+BUNNY ALSUP
+Assistant to Director
+LUCY AUTREY WILSON
+Production Assistant
+PAT CARR, MIKI HERMAN
+Gaffer
+RON TABERA
+Property Master
+FRANK BRUTON
+Wardrobe Supervisor
+RON BECK
+Stunt Coordinator
+PETER DIAMOND
+Continuity
+ANN SKINNER
+Titles
+DAN PERRI
+Second Unit Photography
+CARROLL BALLARD, RICK CLEMENTE,
+ROBERT DALVA, TAK FUIJIMOTO
+Second Unit Art Direction
+LEON ERICKSON, AL LOCATELLI
+Second Unit Production Managers
+DAVID LESTER, PETER HERALD, PEPI LENZI
+Second Unit Make-up
+RICK BAKER, DOUGLAS BESWICK
+Assistant Sound Editors
+ROXANNE JONES, KAREN SHARP
+Production Controller
+BRIAN GIBBS
+Location Auditor
+RALPH M. LEO
+Assistant Auditors
+STEVE CULLIP, PENNY McCARTHY, KIM FALKINBURG
+Advertising/Publicity Supervisor
+CHARLES LIPPINCOTT
+Unit Publicist
+BRIAN DOYLE
+Still Photographer
+JOHN JAY
+
+
+MINIATURE AND OPTICAL EFFECTS UNIT
+First Camerman
+RICHARD EDLUND
+Second Camerman
+DENNIS MUREN
+Assistant Camermen
+DOUGLAS SMITH, KENNETH RALSTON, DAVID ROBMAN
+Second Unit Photography
+BRUCE LOGAN
+Composite Optical Photography
+ROBERT BLALACK (PRAXIS)
+Optical Photography Coordinator
+PAUL ROTH
+Optical Printer Operators
+DAVID BERRY, DAVID McCUE, RICHARD PECORELLA,
+ELDON RICKMAN, JAMES VAN TREES, JR.
+Optical Camera Assistants
+CALEB ASCHKYNAZO, JOHN C. MOULDS,
+BRUCE NICHOLSON,
+GARY SMITH, BERT TERRERI,
+DONNA TRACEY, JIM WELLS, VICKY WITT
+Production Supervisor
+GEORGE E. MATHER
+Matte Artist
+P. S. ELLENSHAW
+Planet and Satellite Artist
+RALF McQUARRIE
+Effects Illustration and Design
+JOSEPH JOHNSTON
+Additional Spacecraft Design
+COLIN CANTWELL
+Chief Model Maker
+GRANT McCUNE
+Model Builders
+DAVID BEASLEY, JON ERLAND, LORNE PETERSON,
+STEVE GAWLEY, PAUL HUSTON, DAVID JONES
+Animation and Rotoscope Design
+ADAM BECKETT
+Animators
+MICHAEL ROSS, PETER KURAN, JONATHAN SEAY,
+CHRIS CASADY, LYN GERRY, DIANA WILSON
+Stop Motion Animation
+JON BERG, PHIL TIPPET
+Miniature Explosions
+JOE VISKOCIL, GREG AUER
+Computer Animation and Graphics Displays
+DAN O'BANNON, LARRY CUBA, JOHN WALSH,
+JAY TEITZELL, IMAGE WEST
+Film Control Coordinator
+MARY M. LIND
+Film Librarians
+CINDY ISMAN, CONNIE McCRUM, PAMELA MALOUF
+Electronic Designs
+ALVAH J. MILLER
+Special Components
+JAMES SHOURT
+Assistants,
+MASAAKI NORIHORO, ELEANOR PORTER
+Camera and Mechanical Design
+DON TRUMBULL, RICHARD ALEXANDER,
+WILLIAM SHOURT
+Special Mechanical Equipment
+JERRY GREENWOOD, DOUGLAS BARNETT, STUART ZIFF,
+DAVID SCOTT
+Production Managers
+BOB SHEPHERD, LON TINNEY
+Production Staff
+PATRICIA ROSE DUIGNAN, MARK KLINE,
+RHONDA PECK, RON NATHAN
+Assistant Editor (Opticals)
+BRUCE MICHAEL GREEN
+Additional Optical Effects
+VAN DER VEER PHOTO EFFECTS,
+RAY MERCER & COMPANY,
+MODERN FILM EFFECTS,
+MASTER FILM EFFECTS
+DE PATIE-FRELENG ENTERPRISES, INC.
+
+PANAVISION TECHNICOLOR Prints by DELUXE
+Making Films Sound Better, DOLBY SYSTEM
+Noise Reduction -- High Fidelity
+
+CAST
+
+Luke Skywalker MARK HAMILL
+Han Solo HARRISON FORD
+Princess Leia Organa CARRIE FISHER
+Grand Moff Tarkin PETER CUSHING
+Ben (Obi-Wan) Kenobi ALEC GUINNESS
+See-Threepio (C-3PO) ANTHONY DANIELS
+Artoo-Detoo (R2-D2) KENNY BAKER
+Chewbacca PETER MAYHEW
+Lord Darth Vader DAVID PROWSE
+Uncle Owen PHIL BROWN
+Aunt Beru SHELAGH FRASER
+Chief Jawa JACK PERVIS
+General Dodonna ALEX McCRINDLE
+General Willard EDDIE BYRNE
+Red Leader DREWE HEMLEY
+Red Two (Wedge) DENNIS LAWSON
+Red Three (Biggs) GARRICK HAGON
+Red Four (John "D") JACK KLAFF
+Red Six (Porkins) WILLIAM HOOTKINS
+Gold Leader ANGUS McINNIS
+Gold Two JEREMY SINDEN
+Gold Five GRAHAM ASHLEY
+General Taggi DON HENDERSON
+General Motti RICHARD LE PARMENTIER
+Commander One LESLIE SCHOFIELD
+
+Photographed in Tunisia
+Tikal National Park, Guatemala
+Death Valley National Monument, California
+and at EMI Elstree Studios, Borehamwood, England
+Music Recorded at Anvil Recording Studios, Denham, England
+Post Production Completed at American Zoetrope, San Francisco, California
+Rerecording at Samuel Goldwyn Studios, Los Angeles, California
+
+The producers wish to thank the government of Tunisia, the Institute of
+Anthropology and History of Guatemala, and the National Park Service,
+United States Department of the Interior, for their cooperation.
+
+Copyright 1977 by Twentieth Century-Fox Film Corporation
+
+A LUCASFILM LTD. PRODUCTION
+
+Ownership of this motion picture is protected by copyright and other
+applicable laws and any unauthorized duplication, distribution, or
+exhibition of this motion picture could result in criminal prosecution
+as well as civil liability.
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