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You know, I think that R2 unit we bought might have been stolen. What makes you think that? Well, I stumbled across a recording while I was cleaning him. He says he belongs to someone called Obi-Wan Kenobi. I thought he might have meant old Ben. Do you know what he’s talking about? Well, I wonder if he’s related to Ben. That old man’s just a crazy old wizard. Tomorrow I want you to take that R2 unit into Anchorhead and have its memory flushed. That’ll be the end of it. It belongs to us now. But what if this Obi-Wan comes looking for him? He won’t, I don’t think he exists any more. He died about the same time as your father. He knew my father? I told you to forget it. Your only concern is to prepare the new droids for tomorrow. In the morning I want them on the south ridge working out those condensers.
Here they come! They’re coming in too fast! Oooh! We’ve lost lateral controls. Don’t worry, she’ll hold together. You hear me, baby? Hold together! Got him! I got him! Great kid! Don’t get cocky. There are still two more of them out there! That’s it! We did it! We did it! Help! I think I’m melting! This is all your fault.
Secure this area until the alert is canceled. Give me regular reports. Do you know what’s going on? Maybe it’s another drill. What was that? Oh, it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.
Well, that’s the trick, isn’t it? And it’s going to cost you something extra. Ten thousand in advance. Ten thousand? We could almost buy our own ship for that! But who’s going to fly it, kid! You? You bet I could. I’m not such a bad pilot myself! We don’t have to sit here and listen… We haven’t that much with us. But we could pay you two thousand now, plus fifteen when we reach Alderaan. Seventeen, huh! Okay. You guys got yourself a ship. We’ll leave as soon as you’re ready. Docking bay Ninety-four. Ninety-four. Looks like somebody’s beginning to take an interest in your handiwork. All right, we’ll check it out.
Run, Luke! Run!
Rise, my friend. The Death Star will be completed on schedule. You have done well, Lord Vader. And now I sense you wish to continue your search for young Skywalker. Yes, my Master. Patience, my friend. In time he will seek you out. And when he does, you must bring him before me. He has grown strong. Only together can we turn him to the dark side of the Force. As you wish. Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen.