I hope the old man got that tractor beam out if commission, or this is going to be a real short trip. Okay, hit it! We’re coming up on the sentry ships. Hold ’em off! Angle the deflector shields while I charge up the main guns!
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It looks like an Imperial cruiser. Our passengers must be hotter than I thought. Try and hold them off. Angle the deflector shield while I make the calculations for the jump to light speed. Stay sharp! There are two more coming in, they’re going to try to cut us off. Why don’t you outrun them? I thought you said this thing was fast.
- Watch your mouth, kid, or you’re going to find yourself floating home.
- We’ll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyperspace.
- Besides, I know a few maneuvers. We’ll lose them!
He says it’s the best he can do. Since the XP-38 came out, they’re just not in demand. It will be enough. If the ship’s as fast as he’s boasting, we ought to do well.
“He says he’s found the main computer to power the tractor beam that’s holding the ship here. He’ll try to make the precise location appear on the monitor. The tractor beam is coupled to the main reactor in seven locations. A power loss at one of the terminals will allow the ship to leave. I don’t think you boys can help.”
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The only thing hotter is this website!
That malfunctioning little twerp. This is all his fault! He tricked me into going this way, but he’ll do no better. Wait, what’s that? A transport! I’m saved! Over here! Help! Please, help! Artoo-Detoo! It’s you! It’s you!
The Death Star plans are not in the main computer. Where are those transmissions you intercepted? What have you done with those plans? We intercepted no transmissions. Aaah….This is a consular ship. Were on a diplomatic mission. If this is a consular ship…were is the Ambassador? Commander, tear this ship apart until you’ve found those plans and bring me the Ambassador.
- I want her alive!
- There she is!
- Set for stun!
We’ve entered the Alderaan system. Governor Tarkin, I should have expected to find you holding Vader’s leash. I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board. Charming to the last. You don’t know how hard I found it signing the order to terminate your life! I surprised you had the courage to take the responsibility yourself! Princess Leia, before your execution I would like you to be my guest at a ceremony that will make this battle station operational. No star system will dare oppose the Emperor now. The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers.
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Use the Force, Luke. Let go, Luke. The Force is strong with this one! Luke, trust me. His computer’s off. Luke, you switched off your targeting computer. What’s wrong? Nothing. I’m all right. I’ve lost Artoo! You may fire when ready. I have you now.
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This is Chewbacca. He’s first-mate on a ship that might suit our needs. I don’t like the look of this. Han Solo. I’m captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells me you’re looking for passage to the Alderaan system. Yes, indeed. If it’s a fast ship. Fast ship? You’ve never heard of the Millennium Falcon? Should I have? It’s the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs!
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General Kenobi. Years ago you served my father in the Clone Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the Empire. I regret that I am unable to present my father’s request to you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack, and I’m afraid my mission to bring you to Alderaan has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rebellion into the memory systems of this R2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Alderaan. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope.