Star Wars Page #13

HAN:

Anyway, we should be at Alderaan

about oh-two-hundred hours.

Chewbacca and the two robots sit around the lighted table covered with

small holographic monsters. Each side of the table has a small

computer monitor embedded in it. Chewbacca seems very pleased with

himself as he rests his lanky fur-covered arms over his head.

THREEPIO:

Now be careful, Artoo.

Artoo immediately reaches up and taps the computer with his stubby claw

hand, causing one of the holographic creatures to walk to the new

square. A sudden frown crosses Chewbacca's face and he begins yelling

gibberish at the tiny robot. Threepio intercedes on behalf of his

small companion and begins to argue with the huge Wookiee.

THREEPIO:

He made a fair move. Screaming

about it won't help you.

HAN:

(interrupting)

Let him have it. It's not wise

to upset a Wookiee.

THREEPIO:

But sir, nobody worries about upsetting a droid.

HAN:

That's 'cause droids don't pull

people's arms out of their socket

when they lose. Wookiees are known

to do that.

THREEPIO:

I see your point, sir. I suggest

a new strategy, Artoo. Let the

Wookiee win.

Luke stands in the middle of the small hold area; he seems frozen in

place. A humming lightsaber is held high over his head. Ben watches

him from the corner, studying his movements. Han watches with a bit of

smugness.

BEN:

Remember, a Jedi can feel the

Force flowing through him.

LUKE:

You mean it controls your actions?

BEN:

Partially. But it also obeys your

commands.

Suspended at eye level, about ten feet in front of Luke, a "seeker", a

chrome baseball-like robot covered with antennae, hovers slowly in a

wide arc. The ball floats to one side of the youth then to the other.

Suddenly it makes a lightning-swift lunge and stops within a few feet

of Luke's face. Luke doesn't move and the ball backs off. It slowly

moves behind the boy, then makes another quick lunge, this time

emitting a blood red laser beam as it attacks. It hits Luke in the leg

causing him to tumble over. Han lets loose with a burst of laughter.

HAN:

Hokey religions and ancient

weapons are no match for a good

blaster at your side, kid.

LUKE:

You don't believe in the Force,

do you?

HAN:

Kid, I've flown from one side of

this galaxy to the other. I've

seen a lot of strange stuff, but

I've never seen anything to make

me believe there's one all-powerful

force controlling everything.

There's no mystical energy field

that controls my destiny.

Ben smiles quietly

HAN:

It's all a lot of simple tricks

and nonsense.

BEN:

I suggest you try it again, Luke.

Ben places a large helmet on Luke's head which covers his eyes.

BEN:

This time, let go your conscious

self and act on instinct.

LUKE:

(laughing)

With the blast shield down, I can't

even see. How am I supposed to

fight?

BEN:

Your eyes can deceive you. Don't

trust them.

Han skeptically shakes his head as Ben throws the seeker into the air.

The ball shoots straight up in the air, then drops like a rock. Luke

swings the lightsaber around blindly missing the seeker, which fires

off a laserbolt which hits Luke square on the seat of the pants. He

lets out a painful yell and attempts to hit the seeker.

BEN:

Stretch out with your feelings.

Luke stands in one place, seemingly frozen. The seeker makes a dive at

Luke and, incredibly, he managed to deflect the bolt. The ball ceases

fire and moves back to its original position.

BEN:

You see, you can do it.

HAN:

I call it luck.

BEN:

In my experience, there's no

such thing as luck.

HAN:

Look, going good against remotes

is one thing. Going good against

the living? That's something else.

Solo notices a small light flashing on the far side of the control

panel.

HAN:

Looks like we're coming up on

Alderaan.

Han and Chewbacca head back to the cockpit.

LUKE:

You know, I did feel something.

I could almost see the remote.

BEN:

That's good. You have taken your

first step into a larger world.

INT. DEATH STAR - CONFERENCE ROOM

Imperial Officer Cass stands before Governor Tarkin and the evil Dark

Lord Darth Vader.

TARKIN:

Yes.

OFFICER CASS:

Our scout ships have reached

Dantooine. They found the remains

of a Rebel base, but they estimate

that it has been deserted for some

time. They are now conducting an

extensive search of the surrounding

systems.

TARKIN:

She lied! She lied to us!

VADER:

I told you she would never

consciously betray the Rebellion.

TARKIN:

Terminate her... immediately!

EXT. HYPERSPACE

The pirateship is just coming out of hyperspace; a strange surreal

light show surrounds the ship.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON - COCKPIT

HAN:

Stand by, Chewie, here we go.

Cut in the sublight engines.

Han pulls back on a control lever. Outside the cockpit window stars

begin streaking past, seem to decrease in speed, then stop. Suddenly

the starship begins to shudder and violently shake about. Asteroids

begin to race toward them, battering the sides of the ship.

HAN:

What the...? Aw, we've come out

of hyperspace into a meteor shower.

Some kind of asteroid collision.

It's not on any of the charts.

The Wookiee flips off several controls and seems very

cool in the emergency. Luke makes his way into the bouncing cockpit.

LUKE:

What's going on?

HAN:

Our position is correct, except...

no, Alderaan!

LUKE:

What do you mean? Where is it?

HAN:

Thats what I'm trying to tell

you, kid. It ain't there. It's

been totally blown away.

LUKE:

What? How?

Ben moves into the cockpit behind Luke as the ship begins to settle

down.

BEN:

Destroyed... by the Empire!

HAN:

The entire starfleet couldn't

destroy the whole planet. It'd

take a thousand ships with more

fire power than I've...

A signal light starts flashing on the control panel and a muffled alarm

starts humming.

HAN:

There's another ship coming in.

LUKE:

Maybe they know what happened.

BEN:

It's an Imperial fighter.

Chewbacca barks his concern. A huge explosion bursts outside the

cockpit window, shaking the ship violently. A tiny, finned Imperial

TIE fighter races past the cockpit window.

LUKE:

It followed us!

BEN:

No. It's a short range fighter.

HAN:

There aren't any bases around

here. Where did it come from?

EXT. SPACE

The fighter races past the Corellian pirateship.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON - COCKPIT

LUKE:

It sure is leaving in a big hurry.

If they identify us, we're in big

trouble.

HAN:

Not if I can help it. Chewie...

jam it's transmissions.

BEN:

It'd be as well to let it go.

It's too far out of range.

HAN:

Not for long...

EXT. SPACE

The pirateship zooms over the camera and away into the vastness of

space after the Imperial TIE fighter.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON - COCKPIT

The tension mounts as the pirateship gains on the tiny fighter. In the

distance, one of the stars becomes brighter until it is obvious that

the TIE ship is heading for it. Ben stands behind Chewbacca.

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