Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope Page #2

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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.

INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER

A woman's hand puts a card into an opening in Artoo's dome.

Artoo makes beeping sounds.

INT. 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.

INT. 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.

INT. 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.

INT. 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.

INT. IMPERIAL STARDESTROYER

On the main viewscreen, the lifepod carrying the two terrified

robots speeds away from the stricken Rebel spacecraft.

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