Star Wars Page #6

THREEPIO:

Where are you going?

A stream of electronic noises pours forth from the small robot.

THREEPIO:

Well, I'm not going that way. It's

much too rocky. This way is much

easier.

Artoo counters with a long whistle.

THREEPIO:

What makes you think there are

settlements over there?

Artoo continues to make beeping sounds.

THREEPIO:

Don't get technical with me.

Artoo continues to make beeping sounds.

THREEPIO:

What mission? What are you talking

about? I've had just about enough

of you! Go that way! You'll be

malfunctioning within a day, you

nearsighted scrap pile!

Threepio gives the little robot a kick and starts off in the direction

of the vast dune sea.

THREEPIO:

And don't let me catch you following

me begging for help, because you

won't get it.

Artoo's reply is a rather rude sound. He turns and trudges

off in the direction of the towering mesas.

THREEPIO:

No more adventures. I'm not

going that way.

Artoo beeps to himself as he makes his way toward the distant

mountains.

EXT. TATOOINE - DUNE SEA

Threepio, hot and tired, struggles up over the ridge of a dune: only

to find more dunes, which seem to go on for endless miles. He looks

back in the direction of the now distant rock mesas.

THREEPIO:

That malfunctioning little twerp.

This is all his fault! He tricked

me into going this way, but he'll

do no better.

In a huff of anger and frustration, Threepio knocks the sand from his

joints. His plight seems hopeless, when a glint of reflected light in

the distance reveals an object moving towards him.

THREEPIO:

Wait, what's that? A transport!

I'm saved!

The bronze android waves frantically and yells at the approaching

transport.

THREEPIO:

Over here! Help! Please, help!

EXT. TATOOINE - ANCHORHEAD SETTLEMENT - POWER STATION - DAY

Luke and Biggs are walking and drinking a malt brew. Fixer and the

others can be heard working inside.

LUKE:

(Very animated)

... so I cut off my power, shut down

the afterburners and came in low on

Deak's trail. I was so close I

thought I was going to fry my

instruments. As it was I busted up

the Skyhopper pretty bad. Uncle

Owen was pretty upset. He grounded

me for the rest of the season. You

should have been there... it was

fantastic.

BIGGS:

You ought to take it a little easy

Luke. You may be the hottest

bushpilot this side of Mos Eisley,

but those little Skyhoppers are

dangerous. Keep it up, and one day,

whammo, you're going to be nothing

more than a dark spot on the down

side of a canyon wall.

LUKE:

Look who's talking. Now that

you've been around those giant

starships you're beginning to sound

like my uncle. You've gotten soft

in the city...

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