Star Wars

ÒA long time ago, in a galaxy far, far

away...Ó

A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the main

title. War drums echo through the heavens as a rollup

slowly crawls into infinity.

ÒIt is a period of civil war. Rebel

spaceships, striking from a hidden

base, have won their first victory

against the evil Galactic Empire.

During the battle, Rebel spies managed

to steal secret plans to the Empire's

ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an

armored space station with enough

power to destroy an entire planet.

Pursued by the Empire's sinister agents,

Princess Leia races home aboard her

starship, custodian of the stolen plans

that can save her people and restore

freedom to the galaxy...Ó

The awesome yellow planet of Tatooine emerges from a total

eclipse, her two moons glowing against the darkness. A

tiny silver spacecraft, a Rebel Blockade Runner firing

lasers from the back of the ship, races through space. It

is pursed by a giant Imperial Star Destroyer. Hundreds of

deadly laserbolts streak from the Imperial Star Destroyer,

causing the main solar fin of the Rebel craft to

disintegrate.

INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER - MAIN PASSAGEWAY

An explosion rocks the ship as two robots, Artoo-Detoo

(R2-D2) and See-Threepio (C-3PO) struggle to make their way

through the shaking, bouncing passageway. Both robots are

old and battered. Artoo is a short, claw-armed tripod.

His face is a mass of computer lights surrounding a radar

eye. Threepio, on the other hand, is a tall, slender robot

of human proportions. He has a gleaming bronze-like

metallic surface of an Art Deco design.

Another blast shakes them as they struggle along their way.

THREEPIO:

Did you hear that? They've shut

down the main reactor. We'll be

destroyed for sure. This is

madness!

Rebel troopers rush past the robots and take up positions in the main

passageway. They aim their weapons toward the door.

THREEPIO:

We're doomed!

The little R2 unit makes a series of electronic sounds that only

another robot could understand.

THREEPIO:

There'll be no escape for the

Princess this time.

Artoo continues making beeping sounds. Tension mounts as loud metallic

latches clank and the scream of heavy equipment are heard moving around

the outside hull of the ship.

THREEPIO:

What's that?

EXT. SPACECRAFT IN SPACE

The Imperial craft has easily overtaken the Rebel Blockade Runner. The

smaller Rebel ship is being drawn into the underside dock of the giant

Imperial starship.

INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER

The nervous Rebel troopers aim their weapons. Suddenly a tremendous

blast opens up a hole in the main passageway and a score of fearsome

armored spacesuited stormtroopers make their way into the smoke-filled

corridor.

In a few minutes the entire passageway is ablaze with laserfire. The

deadly bolts ricochet in wild random patterns creating huge explosions.

Stormtroopers scatter and duck behind storage lockers. Laserbolts hit

several Rebel soldiers who scream and stagger through the smoke,

holding shattered arms and faces.

An explosion hits near the robots.

THREEPIO:

I should have known better than to

trust the logic of a half-sized

thermocapsulary dehousing assister...

Artoo counters with an angry rebuttal as the battle rages around the

two hapless robots.

EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT WASTELAND - DAY

A death-white wasteland stretches from horizon to horizon. The

tremendous heat of two huge twin suns settle on a lone figure, Luke

Skywalker, a farm boy with heroic aspirations who looks much younger

than his eighteen years. His shaggy hair and baggy tunic give him the

air of a simple but lovable lad with a prize-winning smile.

A light wind whips at him as he adjusts several valves on a

large battered moisture vaporator which sticks out of the desert floor

much like an oil pipe with valves. He is aided by a beatup tread-robot

with six claw arms. The little robot appears to be barely functioning

and moves with jerky motions. A bright sparkle in the morning sky

catches Luke's eye and he instinctively grabs a pair of

electrobinoculars from his utility belt. He stands transfixed for a

few moments studying the heavens, then dashed toward his dented,

crudely repaired Landspeeder (an auto-like transport that travels a few

feet above the ground on a magnetic-field). He motions for the tiny

robot to follow him.

LUKE:

Hurry up! Come with me! What

are you waiting for?! Get in gear!

The robot scoots around in a tight circle, stops short, and

smoke begins to pour out of every joint. Luke throws his arms up in

disgust. Exasperated, the young farm boy jumps into his Landspeeder

leaving the smoldering robot to hum madly.

INT. REBEL BLOCKADE RUNNER - MAIN HALLWAY

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 mines 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.

REBEL OFFICER:

We intercepted no transmissions.

Aaah... This is a consular ship.

Were on a diplomatic mission.

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