Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope Page #14

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BEN:

That's your uncle talking.

LUKE:

(sighing)

Oh, God, my uncle. How am I ever

going to explain this?

BEN:

Learn about the Force, Luke.

LUKE:

Look, I can take you as far as

Anchorhead. You can get a transport

there to Mos Eisley or wherever you're

going.

BEN:

You must do what you feel is right,

of course.

EXT. SPACE.

An Imperial Stardestroyer heads toward the evil planet-like

battle station:
the Death Star!

INT. DEATH STAR - CONFERENCE ROOM

Eight Imperial senators and generals sit around a black

conference table. Imperial stormtroopers stand guard around

the room. Commander Tagge, a young, slimy-looking general,

is speaking.

TAGGE:

Until this battle station is fully

operational we are vulnerable. The

Rebel Alliance is too well equipped.

They're more dangerous than you

realize.

The bitter Admiral Motti twists nervously in his chair.

MOTTI:

Dangerous to your starfleet,

Commander, not to this battle station!

TAGGE:

The Rebellion will continue to gain

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.

EXT. TATOOINE - WASTELAND

The speeder stops before what remains of the huge Jawas

Sandcrawler. Luke and Ben walk among the smoldering rubble

and scattered bodies.

LUKE:

It looks like 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.

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