Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope Page #8

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Artoo beeps a muffled reply. Luke seems to be lost in thought

as he runs his hand over the damaged fin of a small two-man

Skyhopper spaceship resting in a low hangar off the garage.

Finally Luke's frustrations get the better of him and he

slams a wrench across the workbench.

LUKE:

It just isn't fair. Oh, Biggs is

right. I'm never gonna get out of

here!

THREEPIO:

Is there anything I might do to help?

Luke glances at the battered robot. A bit of his anger drains

and a tiny smile creeps across his face.

LUKE:

Well, not unless you can alter time,

speed up the harvest, or teleport me

off this rock!

THREEPIO:

I don't think so, sir. I'm only a

droid and not very knowledgeable

about such things. Not on this planet,

anyways. As a matter of fact, I'm

not even sure which planet I'm on.

LUKE:

Well, if there's a bright center to

the universe, you're on the planet

that it's farthest from.

THREEPIO:

I see, sir.

LUKE:

Uh, you can call me Luke.

THREEPIO:

I see, sir Luke.

LUKE:

(laughing)

Just Luke.

THREEPIO:

And I am See-Threepio, human-cyborg

relations, and this is my counterpart,

Artoo-Detoo.

LUKE:

Hello.

Artoo beeps in response. Luke unplugs Artoo and begins to

scrape several connectors on the robot's head with a chrome

pick. Threepio climbs out of the oil tub and begins wiping

oil from his bronze body.

LUKE:

You got a lot of carbon scoring here.

It looks like you boys have seen a

lot of action.

THREEPIO:

With all we've been through, sometimes

I'm amazed we're in as good condition

as we are, what with the Rebellion

and all.

LUKE:

You know of the Rebellion against

the Empire?

THREEPIO:

That's how we came to be in your

service, if you take my meaning,

sir.

LUKE:

Have you been in many battles?

THREEPIO:

Several, I think. Actually, there's

not much to tell. I'm not much more

than an interpreter, and not very

good at telling stories. Well, not

at making them interesting, anyways.

Luke struggles to remove a small metal fragment from Artoo's

neck joint. He uses a larger pick.

LUKE:

Well, my little friend, you've got

something jammed in here real good.

Were you on a cruiser or...

The fragment breaks loose with a snap, sending Luke tumbling

head over heels. He sits up and sees a twelve-inch three-

dimensional hologram of Leia Organa, the Rebel senator, being

projected from the face of little Artoo. The image is a

rainbow of colors as it flickers and jiggles in the dimly

lit garage. Luke's mouth hangs open in awe.

LEIA:

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my

only hope.

LUKE:

What's this?

Artoo looks around and sheepishly beeps an answer for Threepio

to translate. Leia continues to repeat the sentence fragment

over and over.

THREEPIO:

What is what?!? He asked you a

question...

(pointing to Leia)

What is that?

Artoo whistles his surprise as he pretends to just notice

the hologram. He looks around and sheepishly beeps an answer

for Threepio to translate. Leia continues to repeat the

sentence fragment over and over.

LEIA:

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my

only hope. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

You're my only hope.

THREEPIO:

Oh, he says it's nothing, sir. Merely

a malfunction. Old data. Pay it no

mind.

Luke becomes intrigued by the beautiful girl.

LUKE:

Who is she? She's beautiful.

THREEPIO:

I'm afraid I'm not quite sure, sir.

LEIA:

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi...

THREEPIO:

I think she was a passenger on our

last voyage. A person of some

importance, sir -- I believe. Our

captain was attached to...

LUKE:

Is there more to this recording?

Luke reaches out for Artoo but he lets out several frantic

squeaks and a whistle.

THREEPIO:

Behave yourself, Artoo. You're going

to get us in trouble. It's all right,

you can trust him. He's our new

master.

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