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LEIA:

Lord Vader, I should have known.

Only you could be so bold. The

Imperial Senate will not sit still

for this, when they hear you've

attacked a diplomatic...

VADER:

Don't play games with me, Your

Highness. You weren't on any mercy

mission this time. You passed

directly through a restricted

system. Several transmissions were

beamed to this ship by Rebel spies.

I want to know what happened to the

plans they sent you.

LEIA:

I don't know what you're talking

about. I'm a member of the Imperial

Senate on a diplomatic mission to

Alderaan...

VADER:

You're a part of the Rebel Alliance

... and a traitor. Take her away!

Leia is marched away down the hallway and into the smoldering hole

blasted in the side of the ship. An Imperial Commander turns to Vader.

COMMANDER:

Holding her is dangerous. If word

of this gets out, it could generate

sympathy for the Rebellion in the

senate.

VADER:

I have traced the Rebel spies

to her. Now she is my only link

to find their secret base!

COMMANDER:

She'll die before sheÕll tell

you anything.

VADER:

Leave that to me. Send a distress

signal and then inform the senate

that all aboard were killed!

Another Imperial Officer approaches Vader and the Commander. They stop

and snap to attention.

SECOND OFFICER:

Lord Vader, the battle station

plans are not aboard this ship!

And no transmissions were made.

An escape pod was jettisoned during

the fighting, but no life forms

were aboard.

Vader turns to the Commander.

VADER:

She must have hidden the plans in

the escape pod. Send a detachment

down to retrieve them. See to it

personally, Commander. There'll be

no one to stop us this time.

COMMANDER:

Yes, sir.

EXT. SPACE

The Imperial Star Destroyer comes over the surface of the

planet Tatooine.

EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT

Jundland, or "No Man's Land", where the rugged desert mesas

meet the foreboding dune sea. The two helpless astro-robots kick up

clouds of sand as they leave the lifepod and clumsily work their way

across the desert wasteland. The lifepod in the distance rests half

buried in the sand.

THREEPIO:

How did I get into this mess?

I really don't know how. We seem

to be made to suffer. It's our

lot in life.

Artoo answers with beeping sounds.

THREEPIO:

I've got to rest before I fall

apart. My joints are almost frozen.

Artoo continues to respond with beeping sounds.

THREEPIO:

What a desolate place this is.

Suddenly Artoo whistles, makes a sharp right turn and starts off in the

direction of the rocky desert mesas. Threepio stops and yells at him.

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