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of work to do.
CREATURE: No! No, no! Stay and help you, I will. (laughs) Find your
friend, hmm?
LUKE: I'm not looking for a friend, I'm looking for a Jedi Master.
CREATURE: Oohhh. Jedi Master. Yoda. You seek Yoda.
LUKE: You know him?
CREATURE: Mmm. Take you to him, I will. (laughs) Yes, yes. But now, we
must eat. Come. Good food. Come.
With that, the creature scurries out of the clearing,
laughing merrily. Luke stares after him. All he sees is the
faint light from the small power lamp moving through the fog.
Luke makes his decision and starts after the creature.
CREATURE: (in the distance) Come, come.
Artoo, very upset, whistles a blue streak of protest.
LUKE: Stay here and watch after the camp, Artoo.
Artoo beeps even more frantically. But as Luke disappears
from view, the worried little droid grows quieter, and utters
a soft electronic sigh.
INTERIOR: MILLENNIUM FALCON -- MAIN HOLD AREA
Threepio whistles and beeps a strange dialect into the
control panel in front of him. The control panel whistles back
a few mystifying beeps.
THREEPIO: Oh, where is Artoo when I need him?
Han enters the hold area and kneels on the floor near the
control box.
THREEPIO: Sir, I don't know where your ship learned to communicate,
but it has the most peculiar dialect. I believe, sir, it says that the
power coupling on the negative axis has been polarized. I'm afraid
you'll have to replace it.
HAN: Well, of course I'll have to replace it.
He hands a wire coil up to Chewie who is working near the
ceiling.
HAN: Here! And Chewie...
Chewie brings his head back through the trap door in the
ceiling and whines. Han glances back at Threepio, then speaks
quietly to Chewie so only he can hear.
HAN: (continued)...I think we'd better replace the negative power
coupling.
Leia finishes welding the valves she has been working on
and attempts to reengage the system by pulling a lever
attached to the valve. It doesn't budge. Han notices her
struggle, and moves to help her. She rebuffs him.
HAN: Hey, Your Worship, I'm only trying to help.
LEIA: (still struggling) Would you please stop calling me that?
Han hears a new tone in her voice. He watches her pull on
the lever.
HAN: Sure, Leia.
LEIA: Oh, you make it so difficult sometimes.
HAN: I do, I really do. You could be a little nicer, though. (he
watches her reaction) Come on, admit it. Sometimes you think I'm all
right.
She lets go of the lever and rubs her sore hand.
LEIA: Occasionally (a little smile, haltingly) maybe...when you aren't
acting like a scoundrel.
HAN: (laughs) Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that.
With that, Han takes her hand and starts to massage it.
LEIA: Stop that.
HAN: Stop what?
Leia is flushes, confused.
LEIA: Stop that! My hands are dirty.
HAN: My hands are dirty, too. What are you afraid of?
LEIA: (looking right into his eyes) Afraid?
Han looks at her with a piercing look. He's never looked