The New Yoda Chronicles: Raid on Coruscant Page #3

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Ever wonder why we don't have

digital downloads yet?

They're coming.

Digital downloads?

No, the Empire.

Vader is on the attack.

I feel it.

No time to wait.

We have to launch now.

[d]

LUKE:

To Coruscant.

To Kashyyyk.

[d]

They're in.

Oh, I can't bear

to watch.

But if Artoo

should suffer damage

in the attack,

I will gladly donate

any of my circuits

or gears to save him.

None of your parts

fit him and you know it.

Eh, well, yes, but surely

it's the thought that counts.

And if they did fit him,

I'd be deviled--

[POWERS DOWN]

That's enough, would have suf--

For the Republic!

[ALL SCREAMING]

Huh?

Where is everybody?

VADER [OVER SPEAKER]:

Your puny Rebellion

is about to be...

Where is everybody?

Artoo and I know

the Holocron vault.

We'll go there.

Han and I will take

the Emperor's office.

You guys know what to do.

[ROARS]

Wedge, you and your team

stand by.

Roger that, Luke.

Here we go.

[ARTOO BEEPS]

ROYAL GUARD:

Halt in the name

of the Emperor.

[d]

[ALL SCREAMING]

I'm liking this guy

more and more.

VADER:

Hello? Anybody here?

[WHIMPERS]

Rebels...

[WARPED]:

Come out and play.

[CLEARS THROAT]

So...

Rebels?

[HOLOGRAM BEEPING]

[VADER GRUNTS]

Get back here.

We're under attack.

By whom?

Ewoks.

Who do you think?

The Rebels.

And all my Storm Troopers

are with you.

Get back here now!

Yes, my Lord.

Let's go.

Move, move.

[GRUNTS]

What a klutz.

[GRUNTS]

Nobody saw that.

Red Leader,

this is Gold Leader.

Ready to act

on your orders.

Copy that, Gold Leader.

Gold Leader,

this is Blue Leader.

Blue Leader,

this is Green Leader.

Red, Gold,

Blue and Green Leaders,

this is "Kind Of

A Brownish Purple Leader."

That's enough, Leaders!

Focus on the mission.

I forgot.

What are

we waiting for again?

That. Fire!

[d]

Oh, I don't think so.

[WHISTLES]

[WHIMPERING BEEP]

Hm, the Holocrons

aren't here.

[SCREAMS AND GRUNTS]

This place is huge.

How are we gonna find

the Emperor's office?

Uh, I'm guessing

it's that one.

EMPEROR:

Gotta go,

gotta go, gotta go.

His door

is probably locked.

Who said anything

about a door?

[GUARDS SCREAM]

I have got

to get stronger windows.

All right, Emperor Palpatine,

give us back our Holocrons.

Okay, okay,

I surrender.

You're not the Emperor.

[BOTH GROANING]

I'm the Emperor.

You're not too smart,

are you, Skywalker?

Uh. Hey.

You must be this

"Han Solo"

I've been hearing about.

Now who's not smart?

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Think you

can take me on, boy?

Obviously.

Now this is dog fighting.

Kind of Brownish

Purple Leader down!

Get off me,

you stupid droid.

[BEEPING]

[POWERING DOWN]

Those Holocrons

have many uses.

Let's go.

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