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  S T A R W A R S

  EPISODE VI

  REVENGE OF THE JEDI

  BY

  LAWRENCE KASDAN

  AND

  GEORGE LUCAS

  FROM THE NOVEL

  BY

  GEORGE LUCAS

  SECOND DRAFT - DECEMBER 19, 1982

  1 SPACE 1

  The boundless heavens serve as a back-drop for the MAIN TITLE,

  followed by a ROLL-UP, which crawls into infinity.

  Episode VI

  REVENGE OF THE JEDI...

  Luke Skywalker has returned to his home

  planet of Tatooine in an attempt to rescue

  his friend Han Solo from the clutches of the

  vile gangster Jabba the Hutt.

  Little does Luke know that the GALACTIC

  EMPIRE has secretly begun construction on a

  new armored space station even more powerful

  than the first dreaded Death Star.

  When completed, this ultimate weapon will

  spell certain doom for the small band of

  Rebels struggling to restore freedom to the

  galaxy...

  PAN DOWN to reveal a monstrous half-completed Death Star, its

  massive superstructure curling away from the completed section

  like the arms of a giant octopus. Beyond, in benevolent contrast,

  floats the small, green moon of ENDOR.

  An Imperial Star Destroyer moves overhead toward the massive

  armored space station, followed by two zipping TIE fighters. A

  small Imperial shuttle rockets from the main bay of the ship and

  hustles toward the Death Star.

  2 INT IMPERIAL SHUTTLE - COCKPIT 2

  The shuttle captain makes contact with the Death Star.

  SHUTTLE CAPTAIN

  Command station, this is ST 321. Code

  Clearance Blue. We're starting our approach.

  Deactivate the security shield.

  DEATH STAR CONTROLLER

  (filtered VO)

  The security deflector shield will be

  deactivated when we have confirmation of your

  code transmission. Stand by... You are clear

  to proceed.

  SHUTTLE CAPTAIN

  We're starting our approach.

  3 INT DEATH STAR - CONTROL ROOM 3

  Operators move about among the control panels. A SHIELD OPERATOR

  hits switches beside a large screen, on which is a display of the

  Death Star, the moon Endor, and a bright web delineating the

  invisible deflector shield.

  A control officer rushes over to the shield operator.

  OFFICER

  Inform the commander that Lord Vader's

  shuttle has arrived.

  OPERATOR

  Yes, sir.

  The control officer moves to a view port and watches as the

  Imperial shuttle lands in the massive docking bay. A squad of

  Imperial stormtroopers moves into formation before the craft.

  4 INT DEATH STAR - MAIN DOCKING BAY 4

  The DEATH STAR COMMANDER, MOFF JERJERROD, a tall, confident

  technocrat, strides through the assembled troops to the base of

  the shuttle ramp. The troops snap to attention; many are uneasy

  about the new arrival. But the Death Star commander stands

  arrogantly tall.

  The exit hatch of the shuttle opens with a WHOOSH, revealing only

  darkness. Then, heavy FOOTSTEPS AND MECHANICAL BREATHING. From

  this black void appears DARTH VADER, LORD OF THE SITH. Vader

  looks over the assemblage as he walks down the ramp.

  JERJERROD

  Lord Vader, this is an unexpected pleasure.

  We're honored by your presence.

  VADER

  You may dispense with the pleasantries,

  Commander. I'm here to put you back on

  schedule.

  The commander turns ashen and begins to shake.

  JERJERROD

  I assure you, Lord Vader, my men are working

  as fast as they can.

  VADER

  Perhaps I can find new ways to

  motivate them.

  JERJERROD

  I tell you, this station will be operational

  as planned.

  VADER

  The Emperor does not share your

  optimistic appraisal of the situation.

  JERJERROD

  But he asks the impossible. I need more men.

  VADER

  Then perhaps you can tell him when he

  arrives.

  JERJERROD (aghast)

  The Emperor's coming here?

  VADER

  That is correct, Commander. And he is most

  displeased with your apparent lack of

  progress.

  JERJERROD

  We shall double our efforts.

  VADER

  I hope so, Commander, for your sake. The

  Emperor is not as forgiving as I am.

  5 EXT ROAD TO JABBA'S PALACE - TATOOINE 5

  A lonely, windswept road meanders through the desolate Tatooine

  terrain. We HEAR a familiar BEEPING and a distinctive reply

  before catching sight of ARTOO-DETOO and SEE-THREEPIO, making

  their way along the road toward the ominous palace of Jabba the

  Hutt.

  THREEPIO

  Of course I'm worried. And you should be,

  too. Lando Calrissian and poor Chewbacca

  never returned from this awful place.

  Artoo whistles timidly.

  THREEPIO

  Don't be so sure. If I told you half the

  things I've heard about this Jabba the Hutt,

  You'd probably short-circuit.

  The two droids fearfully approach the massive gate to the palace.

  THREEPIO

  Artoo, are you sure this is the right place?

  I better knock, I suppose.

  6 EXT JABBA'S PALACE - GATE 6

  Threepio looks around for some kind of signaling device, then

  timidly knocks on the iron door.

  THREEPIO (instantly)

  There doesn't seem to be anyone there. Let's

  go back and tell Master Luke.

  A small hatch in the middle of the door opens and a spidery

  mechanical arm, with a large electronic eyeball on the end, pops

  out and inspects the two droids.

  STRANGE VOICE

  Tee chuta hhat yudd!

  THREEPIO

  Goodness gracious me!

  Threepio points to Artoo, then to himself.

  THREEPIO

  Artoo Detoowha bo Seethreepiowha ey toota odd

  mischka Jabba du Hutt.

  The eye looks from one robot to the other, there is a laugh then

  the eye zips back into the door. The hatch slams shut. Artoo

  beeps his concern.

  THREEPIO

  I don't think they're going to let us in,

  Artoo. We'd better go.

  Artoo beeps his reluctance as Threepio turns to leave. Suddenly

  the massive door starts to rise with a horrific metallic SCREECH.

  The robots turn back and face an endless black cavity. The droids

  look at one another, afraid to enter.

  Artoo starts forward into the gloom. Threepio rushes after his

  stubby companion. The door lowers noisily behind them.

  THREEPIO

  Artoo, wait. Oh, dear! Artoo. Artoo, I really

  don't think we should rush into all this.

/>   Artoo continues down the corridor, with Threepio following.

  THREEPIO

  Oh, Artoo! Artoo, wait for me!

  7 INT JABBA'S PALACE - HALLWAY 7

  The door slams shut with a loud crash that echoes throughout the

  dark passageway. The frightened robots are met by two giant,

  green GAMORREAN GUARDS, who fall in behind them. Threepio glances

  quickly back at the two lumbering brutes, then back to Artoo. One

  guard grunts an order. Artoo beeps nervously.

  THREEPIO

  Just you deliver Master Luke's message and

  get us out of here. Oh my! Oh! Oh, no.

  Walking toward them out of the darkness is BIB FORTUNA, a

  humanlike alien with long tentacles protruding from his skull.

  BIB

  Die Wanna Wanga!

  THREEPIO

  Oh, my! Die Wanna Wauaga. We -- we bring a

  message to your master, Jabba the Hutt.

  Artoo lets out a series of quick beeps.

  THREEPIO (cont)

  ... and a gift.

  (thinks a moment, then to Artoo)

  Gift, what gift?

  Bib shakes his head negatively.

  BIB

  Nee Jabba no badda. Me chaade su goodie.

  Bib holds out his hand toward Artoo and the tiny droid back s up a

  bit, letting out a protesting array of squeaks. Threepio turns to

  the strange-looking alien.

  THREEPIO

  He says that our instructions are to give it

  only to Jabba himself.

  Bib thinks about this for a moment.

  THREEPIO

  I'm terribly sorry. I'm afraid he's ever so

  stubborn about these sort of things.

  Bib gestures for the droids to follow.

  BIB

  Nudd Chaa.

  The droids follow the tall, tentacled alien into the darkness,

  trailed by the two guards.

  THREEPIO

  Artoo, I have a bad feeling about this.

  8 INT JABBA'S THRONE ROOM 8

  The throne room is filled with the vilest, most grotesque

  CREATURES ever conceived in the universe. Artoo and Threepio seem

  very small as they pause in the doorway to the dimly lit chamber.

  Light shafts partially illuminate the drunken courtiers as Bib

  Fortuna crosses the room to the platform upon which rests the

  leader of this nauseating crowd JABBA THE HUTT. The monarch of

  the galactic underworld is a repulsive blob of bloated fat with a

  maniacal grin. Chained to the horrible creature is the beautiful

  alien female dancer named OOLA. At the foot of the dais sits an

  obnoxious birdlike creature, SALACIOUS CRUMB. Bib whispers

  something in the slobbering degenerate's ear. Jabba laughs

  horribly, at the two terrified droids before him. Threepio bows

  politely.

  THREEPIO

  Good morning.

  JABBA

  Bo Shuda!

  The robots jump forward to stand before the repulsive, loose-

  skinned villain.

  THREEPIO

  The message, Artoo, the message.

  Artoo whistles, and a beam of light projects from his domed head,

  creating a HOLOGRAM of LUKE on the floor. The image grows to over

  ten feet tall, and the young Jedi towers over the space

  gangsters.

  LUKE

  Greetings, Exalted One. Allow me to introduce

  myself. I am Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight and

  friend to Captain Solo. I know that you are

  powerful, mighty Jabba, and that your anger

  with Solo must be equally powerful. I seek an

  audience with Your Greatness to bargain for

  Solo's life. (Jabba's crowd laughs) With your

  wisdom, I'm sure that we can work out an

  arrangement which will be mutually beneficial

  and enable us to avoid any unpleasant

  confrontation. As a token of my goodwill, I

  present to you a gift these two droids.

  Threepio is startled by this announcement.

  THREEPIO

  What did he say?

  LUKE (cont)

  ... Both are hardworking and will serve you

  well.

  THREEPIO

  This can't be! Artoo, you're playing the

  wrong message.

  Luke's hologram disappears.

  Jabba laughs while Bib speaks to him in Huttese.

  JABBA (in Huttese subtitled)

  There will be no bargain.

  THREEPIO

  We're doomed.

  JABBA (in Huttese subtitled)

  I will not give up my favorite decoration. I

  like Captain Solo where he is.

  Jabba laughs hideously and looks toward an alcove beside the

  throne. Hanging high, flat against the wall, exactly as we saw

  him last, is a carbonized HAN SOLO.

  THREEPIO

  Artoo, look! Captain Solo. And he's still

  frozen in carbonite.

  9 INT DUNGEON CORRIDOR 9

  One of Jabba's Gamorrean guards marches Artoo and Threepio down a

  dank, shadowy passageway lined with holding cells. The cries of

  unspeakable creatures bounce off the cold stone walls.

  Occasionally a repulsive arm or tentacle grabs through the bars

  at the hapless droids. Artoo beeps pitifully.

  THREEPIO

  What could possibly have come over Master

  Luke. Is it something I did? He never

  expressed any unhappiness with my work. Oh!

  Oh! Hold it! Ohh!

  A large tentacle wraps around Threepio's neck. He manages to

  break free, and they move on to a door at the end of the

  corridor.

  10 INT BOILER ROOM 10

  The door slides open, revealing a room filled with steam and

  noisy machinery. The guard motions them into the boiler room,

  where they are met by a tall, thin humanlike robot named EV-9D9

  (EVE-NINEDENINE). Behind the robot can be seen a torture rack

  pulling the legs off a screaming baby work droid. A second

  power droid is upside down. As smoking branding irons are

  pressed into his feet, the stubby robot lets out an agonized

  electronic scream. Artoo and Threepio cringe as the guard grunts

  to EV-9D9.

  NINEDENINE

  Ah, good. New acquisitions. You are a

  protocol droid, are you not?

  THREEPIO

  I am See-Threepio, human-cy...

  NINEDENINE

  Yes or no will do.

  THREEPIO

  Oh. Well, yes.

  NINEDENINE

  How many languages do you speak?

  THREEPIO

  I am fluent in over six million forms of

  communication, and can readily...

  NINEDENINE

  Splendid! We have been without an interpreter

  since our master got angry with our last

  protocol droid and disintegrated him.

  THREEPIO

  Disintegrated?

  NINEDENINE (to a Gamorrean guard)

  Guard! This protocol droid might be useful.

  Fit him with a restraining bolt and take him

  back to His Excellency's main audience

  chamber.

  The guard shoves Threepio toward the door.

  THREEPIO (disappearing)

  Artoo, don't leave me! Ohhh!

  Artoo lets out a plaintive cry as the door closes. Then he beeps

  angrily.

  NINEDENINE

  You're a feisty little one, but you'll soon

  learn some respect. I have
need for you on

  the master's Sail Barge. And I think you'll

  fit in nicely.

  The poor work droid in the background lets out another tortured

  electronic scream.

  11 INT JABBA'S THRONE ROOM 11

  The court of Jabba the Hutt is in the midst of a drunken, raucous

  party. Sloppy, smelly monsters cheer and make rude noises as Oola

  and a fat female dancer perform in front of Jabba's throne.

  Jabba leers at the dancers and with a lustful gleam in his eye

  beckons Oola to come and sit with him. She stops dancing and

  backs away, shaking her head. Jabba gets angry and points to a

  spot next to him.

  JABBA

  Da Eitha!

  The lovely alien shakes her head again and screams.

  OOLA

  Na Chuba negatorie Na! Na! Natoota...

  Jabba is furious and pulls her toward him, tugging on the chain.

  JABBA

  Boscka!