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He pats Skywalker on the back as the old Jedi and the ever faithful Han

descend from the tree house. [something whited out?] At the base of the huge

tree, the warriors climb aboard two small rocket powered platforms.

LARS (yelling down to them)

They're pretty old. I hope they'll be all right!

GENERAL:

Out here, they're a wonderment.

Threepio and the kids wave as the jelsticks start with a whine. They idle

about five feet above the ground.

LARS:

Good hunting. May the force of others be with you.

Han and the general wave as they ride off into the foreboding Yavin sunset.

139. WOOKEE CAMP - YAVIN - NIGHT

A beautiful, but frenzied fire festival is underway. Wookees perform the

Waita Tar dance, and yodel in a barking fashion around a large fire. The

female Wookees arrive, carrying torches, and move in a circle around the

males. The giant creatures are too involved to notice that little Artwo makes

his way around the dancers. The stubby robot stops near one of the mud huts,

and looks around. He then wobbles off toward the large chief's quarters, and

enters.

140. WOOKEE CAMP - YAVIN - MORNING

Artwo exits the chief's hut and looks around. It is a quiet, grey morning. A

low mist hangs over the now deserted clearing. He turns and signals back into

the hut. Starkiller cautiously emerges from the mud house. he wears a crude

backpack, and carries a large battle ax. They start across the clearing.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Chewbacca is standing before them. He says nothing,

but scratches his head and then circles around Starkiller.

STARKILLER:

We are leaving...We must go. Stand away!

The huge Wookee kneels and bows down in front of the young Jedi. Starkiller

looks down and smiles.

STARKILLER:

Rise my friend. We will meet again.

Starkiller walks toward the jungle and Chewbacca scurries ahead of him and

bows down once more.

ARTWO:

What does he want?

Starkiller shakes his head, and rubs his several days growth of beard. He

leans down toward Chewbacca.

STARKILLER:

Stand up so we can talk properly.

Chewbacca jabbers in a [something whited out] questioning fashion.

STARKILLER:

I am grateful to you and your people, but I must go. I wish you understood

me. It would make things so much easier. Go! Go!

Starkiller turns away, and begins to walk toward the jungle again. Chewbacca

gets to his feet, and runs after the Jedi, following a few paces behind.

Starkiller notices the Wookee following them, and shakes his head.

141. FOREST OF THE GARGANTUANS - TRAPPER SIGHT [sic] - YAVIN

The bodies of the killed trappers are covered with rat-sized insects. A laser

explosion erupts in the middle of the slimy creatures and they scatter into

the underbrush. Han and the general turn over one of the dead trappers.

HAN:

They ran into something.

GENERAL:

It's strange they left their dead. Something...

The constant cacophony of jungle creatures suddenly stops. The two warriors

scan the jungle for possible danger. Han draws his laserpistol. The

cacophony starts again, as the general ignites his lasersword.

HAN:

Two or three moving this way, from the east.

He listens more closely for a few moments.

HAN (con't)

It's Artwo!

Starkiller and Artwo break out of the dark foliage into the clearing. He

waves to Han and the general. Artwo waddles a few paces behind. Chewbacca

sees the humans and stops at the edge of the jungle. He watches as Starkiller

and the general carry on an animated conversation. Han sees the Wookee

lurking in the shadows.

HAN:

You were followed.

STARKILLER:

He wouldn't stay. He's one of the ones I saved...

Han calls out to Chewbacca in the Wookee's own language, and the huge,

lumbering creature approaches the group. Han and the Wookee talk for a few

moments, then embrace as if they were old friends. Starkiller is surprised.

HAN (to Starkiller)

This is Chewbacca, son of Auzituck, Prince of the Sawas, a very powerful

tribe. It seems they've made you a god.

The general smiles. Starkiller is embarrassed.

142. VINE JUNGLE RIDGE - YAVIN

Starkiller joins the general on a ridge overlooking the Imperial outpost of

Mavassi. All that can be seen of the fortress is a lone guard standing on a

small pedastal, jutting out above the dense jungle.

GENERAL:

Their trail leads directly to the outpost. Patrols are probably out looking

for us by now.

STARKILLER:

Finding her in there isn't going to be easy.

GENERAL:

Getting in there is going to be impossible. We could sure use one of those

starships.

Starkiller spots something moving in the jungle. He scans the area with his

electrobinoculars.

STARKILLER:

Something's going on down there...Han!

Han moves up next to Starkiller, followed closely by Chewbacca.

STARKILLER:

Your eyes are better than mine....What do you make of that?

HAN:

They look like Wookees...hundreds of them.

Han turns and speaks to Chewbacca, gesturing toward the movement far below in

the jungle.

HAN:

Apparently, it's a siege. They've been harassing the outpost for almost two

years.

GENERAL:

Have they ever tried to take the fortress?

Han relays this to Chewbacca.

HAN:

He says they've made several assaults, but they are no match for the weapons.

GENERAL:

It's only a class three fortress. Maybe they just need a little help.

Starkiller grins, and Han says something to Chewbacca, who becomes excited and

screeches loudly.

143. INTERIOR - TREEHOUSE - YAVIN

The incoming signal alarm on the anthropologist's radio system wails through

the calm of the tree house. Biggs, dragging an eight-legged, furry rodent,

rushes up to the old radio and flips the receiver.

BIGGS:

I'm reading yah. Go ahead.

GENERAL:

Biggs, how are you getting along?

BIGGS:

Great! I caught a thumper...a really big one. Its name is "Amber."

He yanks on the leash, and the furry beast lets out a strained yelp.

GENERAL:

Good, Biggs. How's your brother? Are you taking good care of him?

BIGGS:

Oh, sure. He's out collecting "Abas" with Owen and Beru. I'm in charge here.

Did you find Leia?

GENERAL:

Not yet. We'll be away for a while. You mind Lars until we return. May the

force of others be with you.

BIGGS:

All right. Take care.

Threepio enters the room, carrying a plate of steaming food. Biggs turns the

radio off, and puts the receiver away. A crashing sound and voices are heard

in the clearing below.

THREEPIO:

Come and eat your dinner.

BIGGS:

They're back! They're back! Come Amber!

The furry rodent jumps up onto its eight stubby legs and rushes over to the

door, but stops short, and begins to growl. Biggs stops behind the creature.

BIGGS:

What is it, Amber?

Biggs peeks out the window, and sees a patrol of six Imperial stormtroopers

climbing out of an airtank. He ducks back, and tugs Amber away from the door.

BIGGS:

Quiet, Amber. Come here. Come on.

THREEPIO:

What's wrong?

BIGGS:

Troopers. We must hide! Stay quiet.

Biggs and the robot scramble for a trap door near a large shelf. The troops

begin to climb the ladder to the tree house. The trap door is heavy, and the

robot and the little boy struggle to get it open. The troops break in the

door, just as Threepio closes the trap door. The stormtroopers are led by a

rough looking sergeant. They poke around, tearing everything apart. Biggs

struggles to keep Amber quiet. Suddenly he realizes something.

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