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- Doctor Aphra
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
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He looks exactly like what he is: a fresh-faced farm kid who has no business putting himself in the line of an Imperial firing squad. But if he’s what Vader wants…well, he’s our prize.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Then I believe it’s time to go human hunting! That will be a treat.
Humans are, in my experience, one of the finest game specimens.
APHRA:
No, forget the Death Star—even if the kid looks unimpressive, he still has some magic Force thing going on. And he went one-on-one with Boba Fett and came out on top—
TRIPLE-ZERO:
And these are deterrents? You have not seemed overly impressed with Boba Fett in the past—
APHRA:
Yeah, yeah, I know, but everyone keeps talking about what a fearsome bounty hunter he is, and we have to play this just right. That means taking…precautions. Which is not something I’m used to.
We can’t use deadly force, and anything short of breaking out the heavy weapons and we’re risking getting hit in the guts with his big space-stabber. Lemme focus my binocs…annnnd he’s not alone…
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Is the traitorous protocol droid by his side? Hmmm, who to kill first…
APHRA:
No. I mean, he’s with a droid, but not that one—it’s the little R2 unit.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Also a traitor.
APHRA:
Hmm. Idea!
TRIPLE-ZERO:
We could just kill Skywalker, Mistress Aphra. In my experience, most organics are pretty much interchangeable. Bring Lord Vader a couple more yellow-haired ones to make up for the loss. He’ll get over it.
APHRA:
That won’t be necessary. Come here, Triple-Zero—you’re about to play the leading role in my latest and greatest master plan.
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EXT. VROGAS VAS. ABANDONED JEDI TEMPLE. LATER.
R2-D2:
BLEEP!
LUKE SKYWALKER:
[occasionally in unmarked conversation with R2]
Yeah, it is a strange place, Artoo. Looks like some kind of temple. Wait —this writing. I think this was written with a lightsaber. This was a Jedi temple.
I can feel it.
I…Ben?
And…someone with Ben?
My father—I sense my father. He’s…his presence is so strong…
R2-D2:
BLEEP!
LUKE SKYWALKER:
No, Artoo. If I can concentrate, I can feel it.
APHRA:
Showtime, Trip. Remember, you have to sound all sweet and innocent.
Helpful. Not like you.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
I am most capable of this, Mistress Aphra, I can assure you. But might I say, this gold paint is very…itchy.
APHRA:
You don’t itch, Trip. And weren’t you just telling me that you wanted to be plated in precious metal?
TRIPLE-ZERO:
A coating of cheap paint is hardly the same, mistress—
APHRA:
Trip. As our big boss would say, my patience is wearing thin. Be a team player, will ya? Now lemme hear that voice…
TRIPLE-ZERO:
This is most humiliating, mistress, to have to stoop to the level of such a cowardly traitor.
But very well…