RMFF Line By Line Theatre (Formerly the Posting Fiends Thread)

INTERIOR: ZEV'S SNOWSPEEDER, ROUGE TWO -- COCKPIT

ZEV: (into comlink) Set for position three. (to gunner) Steady.

 

LUKE: (over comlink) Stay tight and low.

 

EXTERIOR: ZEV'S SNOWSPEEDER, ROUGE TWO

Luke's speeder moves in formation with Rouge Two, when
suddenly Zev's speeder is hit by a laser bolt. His ship bucks
violently under the impact and the cockpit explodes in a ball
of flame.
Spewing smoke, the speeder hurtles toward a looming walker.
Before they collide. Rouge Two explodes in a million flaming
pieces.

 

INTERIOR: LUKE'S SNOWSPEEDER, ROUGE LEADER -- COCKPIT

Desperately, Luke works the controls of his flak-buffeted
ship. Suddenly, the speeder is rocked by a huge explosion.
Luke struggles with the controls with a look of terror on his
face. The speeder fills with smoke, and electrical sparks jump
about the cockpit.

LUKE: (into comlink) Hobbie, I've been hit!

 

INTERIOR: REBEL BASE -- COMMAND CENTER

Apart from the distant thunder of laser blasts, the
corridor is strangely quiet and empty. Running footsteps echo
through the freezing hallway, then Han appears. Cracks have
appeared in some of the walls and some pipes have broken,
sending hot steam billowing into the underground hallways. Han
hurries into the command center. It is a shambles, but some
people are still at their posts. As he enters, a gigantic
cave-in almost obliterates the room. He finds Leia and
Threepio near one of the control boards.

HAN: You all right?

Leia nods. She is surprised to see him.

 

LEIA: Why are you still here?

 

HAN: I heard the command center had been hit.

 

LEIA: You got your clearance to leave.

 

HAN: Don't worry. I'll leave. First I'm going to get you to your ship.

 

THREEPIO: Your Highness, we must take this last transport. It's our
only hope.

 

LEIA: (to controller) Send all troops in sector twelve to the south
slope to protect the fighters.

A blast rocks the command center, throwing Threepio
backward into Han's arms.

 

ANNOUNCER: (over loudspeaker) Imperial troops have entered the base.

 

HAN: Come on...that's it.

 

LEIA: (to head controller) Give the evacuation code signal. And get to
your transports!

Leia looks exhausted. Han grabs her and starts to lead her
out.
As Han, Leia, and Threepio run out of the command center,
the code signal can be heard echoing off the corridor walls.

 

HEAD CONTROLLER: K-one-zero...all troops disengage.

 

THREEPIO: (to Han and Leia) Oh! Wait for me!

 

EXTERIOR: BATTLEFIELD -- SNOW TRENCH

Rebel troops retreat under the awesome Imperial onslaught.

OFFICER: Begin retreat!

 

SECOND OFFICER: Fall back!

Troops flee from the battle, the ground exploding around
them.

 

EXTERIOR: HOTH -- BATTLEFIELD

Three of the giant walkers, firing lasers, advance toward
the Rebel headquarters.

 

EXTERIOR: HOTH -- SNOW TRENCH

Continuing their retreat, the Rebels see the walkers
looming ever nearer.

 

EXTERIOR: HOTH -- BATTLEFIELD -- ICE PLAIN

On the battlefield, Luke watches as a walker foot rises and
moves over him. He looks up at the underbelly of the huge
walker, passing overhead.
Running beneath the monstrous machine, Luke fires his
harpoon gun at the walker's underside. A thin cable follows
the projectile from the gun. The magnetic head and cable
attach firmly to the metal hull.
Still running under the walker, Luke attaches the cable
drum to his belt buckle. Soon he is pulled up the cable and
hangs dangling underneath the walker.
The walker's giant feet continue to pound onward across the
frozen snow. Stray laser bolts whistle by Luke as he climbs up
the cable to the walker's hull, reaching a small hatch.
Hanging precariously, Luke cuts the solid metal hatch with his
laser sword.
He takes a landmine from around his neck and throws it
inside the Imperial machine. Quickly, Luke starts down the
cable and crashes onto the icy ground far below. He lies
unconscious as a giant rear leg passes by -- and just misses
him.
The giant walker stops in mid-step. A muffled explosion
comes from within -- and then the walker's mechanical insides
are spewed out every conceivable opening. The machine sits
dead in its tracks, smoking like a locomotive on stilts.

 

EXTERIOR: HOTH -- BATTLEFIELD

Veers's walker continues to advance toward the Rebel base.
The smoldering walker that Luke exploded stands smoking just
to the right of Veers's path.

 

INTERIOR: IMPERIAL SNOW WALKER - COCKPIT

Inside his walker, General Veers prepares to fire on the
Rebel power generators.

VEERS: Distance to power generators?

 

PILOT: One-seven, decimal two-eight.

Veers reaches for the electrorangefinder and lines up the
main generator.

 

VEERS: Target. Maximum fire power.