106. INT. DEATH STAR - DOCKING BAY 2037687643428.1234
(WOW, THAT'S THE COMBINATION OF MY LUGGAGE).
Iain Vader and a random commander approach
the troops as an Officer and several heavily armed troops exit the spacecraft.
VOICE- NOW MILKING THE PART
(over intercom)
Unlock one-five-seven and nine. Release
charges. Feed all animals in the Zoo. Coming up, ten of the best ways
to keep your armour whiter than white. Now for some rockin' tunes-
OFFICER GENTLEMAN
(to Vader)
There's no one on board, sir, or underneath.
According to the log, 'teh crewz abanddoned ship write after take-off',
that's exactly how they put it down. Ugh, call the grammar police. Anyway
it must be a decoy, sir. Several of the escape pods have been jettisoned,
though several implies it's a really big ship, when it's kinda tiny...
IAIN VADER
Did you find any droids... or um... gold
foil wrapped spheres?
OFFICER GENTLEMAN
No, sir. If there were any on board,
they must also have jettisoned. I mean droids, not *whispers* chocolates.
IAIN VADER
*grump* Send a scanning crew on board,
and a sniffer dog. I want every part of this ship checked and that includes
the toilets.
OFFICER GENTLEMAN
Yes, sir. I'll get people on that...
really the toilets? Never mind, forget I said that.
IAIN VADER- LUCKILY DISTRACTED
I sense something...a presence I haven't
felt since I was much younger and less plasticky...
Iain Vader turns quickly and exits the
hangar with an overly dramatic swoosh of his cape.
OFFICER GENTLEMAN
Get me a scanning crew in here on the
double, no, not the usual ones, get me the ones they use on Space Trek,
the ones that work. I want every part of this ship checked! Including
the toilets! Okay, who groaned? Don't make me come over there!
107. INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON - HALLWAY.
LOOK DOWN
A Trooper runs through the hallway heading
for the exit, ignoring the 'don't run in the halls' sign. In a few moments
all is quiet, honestly, you'd think they'd leave guards or something.
The muffled sounds of a distant officer giving orders and swearing finally
fade. Two floor panels suddenly pop up revealing Hobbie Solo and Osiris.
Ma-jin Kenobi sticks his head out of a third locker, he's eating a banana.
OSIRIS
Boy, it's lucky you had these compartments,
but woah, they smell like something, something I haven't smelled since...
HOBBIE
I use them for smuggling wine and cheese
and the odd shipment of exotic fruit. I never thought I'd be smuggling
myself in them or I would have installed cable. This is ridiculous.
Even if I could take off, I'd never get past the tractor beam without
a push. Hey, old man, are you eating something?
MA-JIN- HASTILY DROPPING THE BANANA
Leave that tractor beam to me! I can
do zat! I mean that, sorry, bananas make my tongue work with an accent.
Not that I was eating a banana *waves fingers* I was not eating a banana.
HOBBIE
Damn fool. I knew that you were going
to say that! What about bananas?
MA-JIN
*clears throat* Who's the more foolish...the
fool, or the fool who follows the fool who follows him following a fool?
Hobbie stares at Ma-jin for several seconds
and then shakes his head, muttering to himself. KypDbacca agrees, neither
of them understands a word Ma-jin says.
108. INT. VESPA OF DOOM AND PAIN, LOTS
OF PAIN - MAIN FORWARD BAY.
The crewmen carry a heavy box on board
the ship, forgetting that they have hover sleds and droids. They struggle
past the two stormtroopers guarding either side of the ramp with their
backs to possible trouble within. Clones, who'd employ them? *sheesh*
TROOPER DOOPER
Little dude, like, the ship's all yours.
If the scanners pick up like, aaaanything, you peeps report it immediately,
y'hear? All right bro, let's go get some nachos.
The crewmen enter the pirateship and
a loud crashing sound is followed by a voice calling to the guard below.
Told you they should have used the sleds.
HOBBIE'S VOICE- DISGUISED AS A CREWMAN
Hey down there, could you give us a hand
with this, I dropped it on my foot!
The stormtroopers enter the ship and
a quick round of gunfire is heard- though not by anyone who might call
for more troopers. Honestly, security around here is so lax, I wouldn't
be surprised if the entire Vespa had some kind of fatal design flaw
that would allow a small ship to womp rat its butt into oblivion.