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STAR WARS !! PUBLIC VERSION !! "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 Star Destroyer.
Hundreds of deadly laserbolts streak from the Imperial Star Destroyer,
causing the main solar fin of the Rebel craft to disintegrate.
INT. 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?
EXT. 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.
INT. 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.
EXT. 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.
INT. 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.
INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER
A woman's hand puts a card into an opening in Artoo's dome. Artoo makes
beeping sounds.
INT. 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 mines 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.
INT. 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.
REBEL OFFICER We intercepted no transmissions. Aaah... This is a
consular ship. Were on a diplomatic mission.
VADER If this is a consular ship... where 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.
INT. 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.
INT. 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.
INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER
The safety door snaps shut, and with the thunder of exploding latches
the tiny lifepod ejects from the disabled ship.
INT. IMPERIAL STAR DESTROYER
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.
INT. 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?
EXT. 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!
Luke pulls up behind a low concrete service station that is all but
covered by the shifting desert sands.
INT. 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. (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 back to say goodbye 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.
EXT. 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 electrobinoculars from Luke as the others strain to see
something with the naked eye. Through the electrobinoculars 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 electrobinoculars 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.
INT. 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 still 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 sheŐll tell 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.
EXT. SPACE
The Imperial Star Destroyer comes over the surface of the planet
Tatooine.
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT
Jundland, or "No Man's Land", where the rugged desert mesas meet the
foreboding dune sea. The two helpless astro-robots 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.
EXT. 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!
EXT. 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 a little 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 goodbye... 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 YouŐre 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 Sand People since you left... they've even raided
the outskirts of Anchorhead.
BIGGS Your uncle could hold off a whole colony of Sand People 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 back towards the power
station.
EXT. TATOOINE - ROCK CANYON - SUNSET
The gargantuan rock formations are shrouded in a strange foreboding
mist and the ominous 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 pebble 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 that only their
glowing yellow 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.
EXT. 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.
INT. 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.
INT. 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.
EXT. TATOOINE - ROCK CANYON - SANDCRAWLER - SUNSET
The enormous Sandcrawler lumbers off toward the magnificent twin suns,
which are slowly setting over a distant mountain ridge.
EXT. 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 up a small bit of metal out of the sand and
gives it to the first trooper.
SECOND TROOPER Look, sir - droids.
EXT. TATOOINE - DUNES
The Sandcrawler moves slowly down a great sand dune.
INT. 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?
EXT. 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 of the robots,
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
languages of moisture vaporators.
THREEPIO Vaporators! Sir - My first job was programming binary load
lifters ... 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
for the garage when a plate pops off the head of the red astro-droid,
throwing parts all over the ground. He adjusts the 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 and the two robots trudge off toward a
grimy homestead entry.
LUKE Okay, let's go.
THREEPIO (to Artoo) Now, don't forget this! Why I should stick my neck
out for you is quite beyond my capacity!
INT. LARS HOMESTEAD - GARAGE AREA - LATE AFTERNOON
The garage is cluttered and worn, but a friendly peaceful atmosphere
permeates the low gray 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 starcruiser 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 youŐve just been playing. 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.
INT. 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 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 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.
EXT. 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.
INT. 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.
EXT. 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 Sand People 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.
INT. 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!
INT. 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!
EXT. 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.
INT./EXT. 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.
EXT. 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
Sand People 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 Sand People, 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.
EXT. TATOOINE - ROCK MESA - CANYON
The Tusken Raiders 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.
EXT. 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 of 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 Sand People! Or worse! Come on, let's have a look. Come on.
EXT. 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 Sand People 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.
EXT. TATOOINE - ROCK CANYON - FLOOR - DAY
Artoo forces himself into the shadows of a small alcove in the rocks as
the vicious Sand People walk past carrying the inert Luke Skywalker,
who is dropped in a heap before the speeder. The Sand People 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 Sand People
fleeing in terror.
Artoo moves even tighter into the shadows as the slight swishing sound
that frightened off the Sand People 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 where 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, no... 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 Sand People 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!
EXT. 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 Sand People
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.
INT. 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 the 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. I'm getting too old for this sort of thing.
She needs your help.
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.
EXT. SPACE
An Imperial Star Destroyer heads toward the evil planet-like battle
station: the Death Star!
INT. 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 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.
EXT. 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 Sand People 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. Sand People 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 Sand People. 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 back home!
Luke reaches a sudden horrible realization, then races for the speeder
and jumps in.
BEN Wait, Luke! It's too dangerous. Luke races off leaving Ben and the
two robots alone with the burning Sandcrawler.
EXT. TATOOINE - WASTELAND
Luke races across the wasteland in his battered Landspeeder.
EXT. TATOOINE - LARS HOMESTEAD
The speeder roars up to the 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.
EXT. SPACE
Imperial TIE fighter races toward the Death Star.
INT. 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.
EXT. 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 now 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.
EXT. 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, gray, concrete structures
and semi-domes. A harsh gale blows across the stark canyon floor. Luke
adjusts his go |
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