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I am Luke Starkiller at your service. |
There'll be time for that later. Now let's get out of here. |
Are there medical facilities on Yavin? |
He'll be well cared for. |
And you? |
I... I don't know. I guess I never thought about it... I just want to help. I want to be in on the attack. I want my own ship. |
If you're as good a pilot as you are a swordsman... We're the ones who have been rewarded. |
Enough! I already know about the data you've intercepted, but its' too late. Whatever information you've gathered will be destroyed... You will come to know such suffering as only the Master of the Bogan Force can provide... |
You'll get no information from me. You have no authority... the council can't hold me! |
It appears your ship had an accident. I will see to it that your death is duely reported. There will be no one to save you this time. |
The 'Death Star' has become operational. There is no force in the universe that can stop us now. |
They'll find its weakness. |
It's too late... We already tested it on Organa Major. It appears your data never got through. |
No!... |
It would be much easier if you were to tell us where the outposts are... Otherwise we'll be forced to destroy every suspicious system... What a waste... |
A Wookiee broke loose up here, but we've subdued him... There is a lot of damage, and three, no four, casualties... |
We'll send a squad up. |
No need, everything's under control. |
With four casualties?! |
The... ah door's jammed. Give us a few minutes to get it fixed. |
Who is this? What's your operating... |
Organa Major is a rebel system. There will be quite a few starfleet patrols between here and there... It could be a little tricky if you want to avoid them... ten thousand. |
That's pretty steep. We'd like to talk it over first. |
You got yourself a ship. We can leave as soon as you're ready. |
We have a little business to take care of first, but it shouldn't take long. We'll be back shortly. |
Who's the pilot? |
It's automatic. |
I'd keep that thing close just in case, if I were you... I've been around from one end of the galaxy to the other and believe me this Force of Others stuff may make for good religion, but there is no substitute for a good weapon at your side. |
You don't believe in the Force? |
Sorcery! I believe in myself... I determine my destiny, not some mystical energy field. |
I found it... It's just not there. |
What are you saying? |
You can't! We've come this far. We must find them... |
Why? |
Maybe you should just drop us off. I'm sure we can find someone willing to take the risk. |
All right, all right! You've got a ship! But where do we go from here? They probably took her to find the hidden bases... I don't see how we can find the rebels before she breaks. The Empire has already beat us out. |
No, it's impossible... No one, and I mean no one would venture anywhere near the Alderaan system... I'm a free booter, not revolutionary. You're aboard the wrong ship, son! |
Maybe the fact that no one would go there voluntarily could help us. They probably don't think anyone would dare try. |
Don't you believe it. |
Well, I practice a lot... |
You're good with 'remotes,' but how are you against something living? |
I don't know... I've never fought anyone. |
Between his howling and your blasting everything in sight, the entire city is going to know we're here. |
Good! I prefer a straight fight to all this sneaking around. |
This isn't going to work. |
Why didn't you say so before. |
I think I did. |
Something has happened to them. Let's try this way... |
Let's try this way! Holy Maker. |
See Threepio, come in, See Threepio. I wonder where they are?? See Threepio... |
I think she's going to be all right. |
Not if this tunnel deadends. |
Is he afraid of the water? |
No, he smells something... but we haven't time to worry about it now. |
Watch it! Move back. |
Get Chewbacca. Try to get around it. I'll draw it away. |
It's only light that doesn't affect it. Solid things, like rocks, can hurt it! Fire above him! |
Move out of the way! |
Get to the ship! |
Come back here... Where are you going? |
I don't pick up any life form concentration down there. She'd better be right. |
They must be shielded somehow. I'm sure the base is there. |
Well, if it's not, we'll be facing that Death Star all by our lonesome. |
You're a good pilot... I've learned a lot from you... I wish you... |
I know, but the chances for survival here just aren't great enough in my book. I've got what I came for. Now I've got to get back to my ship. |
I noticed you were having some problems, Blue Five... I thought I'd help. |
Thanks, old buddy. I'll be with you in a second. |
Put that thing away or you're going to get us all killed. |
Yes, your highness. I'll let you open it then. It won't be too long before they figure out what happened to us. This has turned into a brilliant escape! |
It could be worse... |
Here come six more... grid two! |
Was this trip really necessary? |
There are only three or four left. |
Chewbacca, it's time we showed them this isn't the regulation F888 Cargo Trawler. |
All the data banks in Artoo are still secure. |
Then I think we're due the reward you offered... and it had better be substantial after what we've been through. |
When Artoo has been safely delivered to my forces, you get your reward. You have my guarantee. |
What's that little 'droid' carrying that's so blasted important? |
The plans and specifications to a battle station with enough fire power to destroy an entire system... Our only hope in destroying it is to find its weakness, which we will determine from the data I stored in Artoo. |
We captured the plans in a raid on the Imperial shipyards, but we fell under attack before I could get the data to safety, so I hid it in this Artoo unit and sent him off. |
Where are you taking us now anyway? |
The fourth moon of Yavin. I've given the coordinates to Chewbacca. |
I'd better go see how he's doing. |
I don't see how we're going to find anything out here. This terrain is hopeless. |
Did it occur to you they might find us? |
We must hurry to the base. We have little time before the Death Star arrives. |
I'd like to get paid before that eventually. I don't plan to stick around for the fireworks. |
What about us? Are we to wait forever? Is our reward to be blown to bits on this forsaken system, while your fleet mounts some suicidal attack on that Death Star? Part of my reward is that I be around to spend it. |
I have little time for your mercenary concerns, but I am grateful for the service you have given to our cause. What is your price? |
No reply on any circuits... It's drifting on a point twentyseven skew. It's not close enough to identify. |
Alert squad five, but hold them until we know what it is. |
Should we alert the Sith Lords? |
I'll make a report later. |
As close as we can make out, it appears to be a Corellian gypsy vessel... It's not under power. |
Send one squad up. |
We don't get many visitors. Let's take a look at it. |
Send out a boarding party. Full assault gear. |
You're Starkiller? |
Yes, sir. |
Have you been checked out? |
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