Discussion in 'Star Wars Community' started by eclipseSD, Aug 12, 2002.
Wedge: Red Three, Red Two, Pull in.
Red Two: Got it!
Red Three: Three of them coming in, twenty degrees!
Wedge: Cut to the left, I'll take the leader. They're heading for the medical frigate.
Navigator: Pressure's steady...
Lando: Only the fighters are attacking. I wonder what those Star Destroyers are waiting for?
Merrejk: We're in attack position now, sir.
Piett: Hold here.
Merrejk: You mean we're not going to attack?
Piett: I have my orders from the Emperor himself, he has something special planned for them. We only need to keep them from escaping.
Emperor: As you can see, my young appentice, your friends have failed. Now witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational battle station...fire at will, Commander!
Lando: That blast came from the Death Star...that thing's operational! Home One this is Gold Leader.
Ackbar: We saw it. All craft prepare to retreat.
Lando: You won't get another chance at this, Admiral...
Ackbar: We have no choice, General Calrissian! Our cruisers can't repel firepower of that magnitude!
Lando: Han will get that shield down, we gotta give him more time!
Threepio: We're coming! Ah!
Han: Come on! Come on!
Threepio: Oh, Artoo, hurry! My goodness! Artoo, why do you have to be so brave?
Han: Well, I suppose I could hot-wire this thing.
Leia: I'll cover you...
Lando: Yes! I said closer! Move as close as you can and engage those Star Destroyers at point blank range.
Ackbar: At that close range, we won't last long against those Star Destroyers.
Lando: We'll last longer than we will against that Death Star! And we might just take a few of them with us.