03-01-2006, 08:00 AM | #20 |
Elf Lord
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INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- GARAGE.
Luke enters the garage to discover the robots nowhere in sight. He takes a small control box from his utility belt similar to the one the Jawas were carrying. He activates the box, which creates a low hum, and Threepio, letting out a short yell, pops up from behind the Skyhopper spaceship. LUKE: What are you doing hiding there? Threepio stumbles forward, but Artoo is still nowhere in sight. THREEPIO: It wasn't my fault, sir. Please don't deactivate me. I told him not to go, but he's faulty, malfunctioning; kept babbling on about his mission. LUKE: Oh, no! Luke races out of the garage followed by Threepio. EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- LARS HOMESTEAD. Luke rushes out of the small doomed entry to the homestead and searches the darkening horizon for the small triped astrorobot. Threepio struggles out of the homestead and on the salt flat as Luke scans the landscape with his electrobinoculars. THREEPIO: That R2 unit has always been a problem. These astro-droids are getting quite out of hand. Even I can't understand their logic at times. LUKE: How could I be so stupid? He's nowhere in sight. Blast it! THREEPIO: Pardon me, sir, but couldn't we go after him? LUKE: It's too dangerous with all the Sandpeople around. We'll have to wait until morning. Owen yells up from the homestead plaza. OWEN: Luke, I'm shutting the power down for the night. LUKE: All right, I'll be there in a few minutes. Boy, am I gonna get it. He takes one final look across the dim horizon. LUKE: You know that little droid is going to cause me a lot of trouble. THREEPIO: Oh, he excels at that, sir. INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- PLAZA. Morning slowly creeps into the sparse but sparkling oasis of the open courtyard. The idyll is broken be the yelling of Uncle Owen, his voice echoing throughout the homestead. OWEN: Luke? Luke? Luke? Where could he be loafing now! INTERIOR: LARS HOMESTEAD -- KITCHEN. The interior of the kitchen is a worm glow as Aunt Beru prepares the morning breakfast. Owen enters in a huff. OWEN: Have you seen Luke this morning? AUNT BERU: He said he had some things to do before he started today, so he left early. OWEN: Uh? Did he take those two new droids with him? AUNT BERU: I think so. OWEN: Well, he'd better have those units in the south range repaired be midday or there'll be hell to pay! EXTERIOR: TATOOINE -- DESERT WASTELAND -- LUKE'S SPEEDER -- DAY. The rock and sand of the desert floor are a blur as Threepio pilots the sleek Landspeeder gracefully across the vast wasteland singing... I got a sixty-nine chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the seven-eleven store Me and my partner sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money got no strings attached We shut `em up and then we shut `em down Tonight tonight the strip's just right I wanna blow `em off in my first heat Summer's here and the time is right We're goin' racin' in the street We take all the action we can meet And we cover all the northeast state When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street From the fire roads to the interstate Some guys they just give up living And start dying little by little piece by piece Some guys come home from work and wash up Then go racin' in the street Tonight tonight the strip's just right I wanna blow `em all out of their seats Calling out around the world We're going racin' in the street I met her on the strip three years ago In a camaro with this dude from l.a. I blew that camaro off my back and drove that little girl away But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes And she cries herself to sleep at night When i come home the house is dark She sighs "baby did you make it all right" She sits on the porch of her daddy's house But all her pretty dreams are torn She stares off alone into the night With the eyes of one who hates for just being born For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels Rumbling through this promised land Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea And wash these sins off our hands Tonight tonight the highway's bright Out of our way mister you best keep `cause summer's here and the time is right We're goin' racin' in the street. |
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