text=///> >>>  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. 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