S T A R W A R S
EPISODE VI
REVENGE OF THE JEDI
BY
LAWRENCE KASDAN
AND
GEORGE LUCAS
FROM THE NOVEL
BY
GEORGE LUCAS
SECOND DRAFT - DECEMBER 19, 1982
1 SPACE 1
The boundless heavens serve as a back-drop for the MAIN TITLE,
followed by a ROLL-UP, which crawls into infinity.
Episode VI
REVENGE OF THE JEDI...
Luke Skywalker has returned to his home
planet of Tatooine in an attempt to rescue
his friend Han Solo from the clutches of the
vile gangster Jabba the Hutt.
Little does Luke know that the GALACTIC
EMPIRE has secretly begun construction on a
new armored space station even more powerful
than the first dreaded Death Star.
When completed, this ultimate weapon will
spell certain doom for the small band of
Rebels struggling to restore freedom to the
galaxy...
PAN DOWN to reveal a monstrous half-completed Death Star, its
massive superstructure curling away from the completed section
like the arms of a giant octopus. Beyond, in benevolent contrast,
floats the small, green moon of ENDOR.
An Imperial Star Destroyer moves overhead toward the massive
armored space station, followed by two zipping TIE fighters. A
small Imperial shuttle rockets from the main bay of the ship and
hustles toward the Death Star.
2 INT IMPERIAL SHUTTLE - COCKPIT 2
The shuttle captain makes contact with the Death Star.
SHUTTLE CAPTAIN
Command station, this is ST 321. Code
Clearance Blue. We're starting our approach.
Deactivate the security shield.
DEATH STAR CONTROLLER
(filtered VO)
The security deflector shield will be
deactivated when we have confirmation of your
code transmission. Stand by... You are clear
to proceed.
SHUTTLE CAPTAIN
We're starting our approach.
3 INT DEATH STAR - CONTROL ROOM 3
Operators move about among the control panels. A SHIELD OPERATOR
hits switches beside a large screen, on which is a display of the
Death Star, the moon Endor, and a bright web delineating the
invisible deflector shield.
A control officer rushes over to the shield operator.
OFFICER
Inform the commander that Lord Vader's
shuttle has arrived.
OPERATOR
Yes, sir.
The control officer moves to a view port and watches as the
Imperial shuttle lands in the massive docking bay. A squad of
Imperial stormtroopers moves into formation before the craft.
4 INT DEATH STAR - MAIN DOCKING BAY 4
The DEATH STAR COMMANDER, MOFF JERJERROD, a tall, confident
technocrat, strides through the assembled troops to the base of
the shuttle ramp. The troops snap to attention; many are uneasy
about the new arrival. But the Death Star commander stands
arrogantly tall.
The exit hatch of the shuttle opens with a WHOOSH, revealing only
darkness. Then, heavy FOOTSTEPS AND MECHANICAL BREATHING. From
this black void appears DARTH VADER, LORD OF THE SITH. Vader
looks over the assemblage as he walks down the ramp.
JERJERROD
Lord Vader, this is an unexpected pleasure.
We're honored by your presence.
VADER
You may dispense with the pleasantries,
Commander. I'm here to put you back on
schedule.
The commander turns ashen and begins to shake.
JERJERROD
I assure you, Lord Vader, my men are working
as fast as they can.
VADER
Perhaps I can find new ways to
motivate them.
JERJERROD
I tell you, this station will be operational
as planned.
VADER
The Emperor does not share your
optimistic appraisal of the situation.
JERJERROD
But he asks the impossible. I need more men.
VADER
Then perhaps you can tell him when he
arrives.
JERJERROD (aghast)
The Emperor's coming here?
VADER
That is correct, Commander. And he is most
displeased with your apparent lack of
progress.
JERJERROD
We shall double our efforts.
VADER
I hope so, Commander, for your sake. The
Emperor is not as forgiving as I am.
5 EXT ROAD TO JABBA'S PALACE - TATOOINE 5
A lonely, windswept road meanders through the desolate Tatooine
terrain. We HEAR a familiar BEEPING and a distinctive reply
before catching sight of ARTOO-DETOO and SEE-THREEPIO, making
their way along the road toward the ominous palace of Jabba the
Hutt.
THREEPIO
Of course I'm worried. And you should be,
too. Lando Calrissian and poor Chewbacca
never returned from this awful place.
Artoo whistles timidly.
THREEPIO
Don't be so sure. If I told you half the
things I've heard about this Jabba the Hutt,
You'd probably short-circuit.
The two droids fearfully approach the massive gate to the palace.
THREEPIO
Artoo, are you sure this is the right place?
I better knock, I suppose.
6 EXT JABBA'S PALACE - GATE 6
Threepio looks around for some kind of signaling device, then
timidly knocks on the iron door.
THREEPIO (instantly)
There doesn't seem to be anyone there. Let's
go back and tell Master Luke.
A small hatch in the middle of the door opens and a spidery
mechanical arm, with a large electronic eyeball on the end, pops
out and inspects the two droids.
STRANGE VOICE
Tee chuta hhat yudd!
THREEPIO
Goodness gracious me!
Threepio points to Artoo, then to himself.
THREEPIO
Artoo Detoowha bo Seethreepiowha ey toota odd
mischka Jabba du Hutt.
The eye looks from one robot to the other, there is a laugh then
the eye zips back into the door. The hatch slams shut. Artoo
beeps his concern.
THREEPIO
I don't think they're going to let us in,
Artoo. We'd better go.
Artoo beeps his reluctance as Threepio turns to leave. Suddenly
the massive door starts to rise with a horrific metallic SCREECH.
The robots turn back and face an endless black cavity. The droids
look at one another, afraid to enter.
Artoo starts forward into the gloom. Threepio rushes after his
stubby companion. The door lowers noisily behind them.
THREEPIO
Artoo, wait. Oh, dear! Artoo. Artoo, I really
don't think we should rush into all this.
Artoo continues down the corridor, with Threepio following.
THREEPIO
Oh, Artoo! Artoo, wait for me!
7 INT JABBA'S PALACE - HALLWAY 7
The door slams shut with a loud crash that echoes throughout the
dark passageway. The frightened robots are met by two giant,
green GAMORREAN GUARDS, who fall in behind them. Threepio glances
quickly back at the two lumbering brutes, then back to Artoo. One
guard grunts an order. Artoo beeps nervously.
THREEPIO
Just you deliver Master Luke's message and
get us out of here. Oh my! Oh! Oh, no.
humanlike alien with long tentacles protruding from his skull.
BIB
Die Wanna Wanga!
THREEPIO
Oh, my! Die Wanna Wauaga. We -- we bring a
message to your master, Jabba the Hutt.
Artoo lets out a series of quick beeps.
THREEPIO (cont)
... and a gift.
(thinks a moment, then to Artoo)
Gift, what gift?
Bib shakes his head negatively.
BIB
Nee Jabba no badda. Me chaade su goodie.
Bib holds out his hand toward Artoo and the tiny droid back s up a
bit, letting out a protesting array of squeaks. Threepio turns to
the strange-looking alien.
THREEPIO
He says that our instructions are to give it
only to Jabba himself.
Bib thinks about this for a moment.
THREEPIO
I'm terribly sorry. I'm afraid he's ever so
stubborn about these sort of things.
Bib gestures for the droids to follow.
BIB
Nudd Chaa.
The droids follow the tall, tentacled alien into the darkness,
trailed by the two guards.
THREEPIO
Artoo, I have a bad feeling about this.
8 INT JABBA'S THRONE ROOM 8
The throne room is filled with the vilest, most grotesque
CREATURES ever conceived in the universe. Artoo and Threepio seem
very small as they pause in the doorway to the dimly lit chamber.
Light shafts partially illuminate the drunken courtiers as Bib
Fortuna crosses the room to the platform upon which rests the
leader of this nauseating crowd JABBA THE HUTT. The monarch of
the galactic underworld is a repulsive blob of bloated fat with a
maniacal grin. Chained to the horrible creature is the beautiful
alien female dancer named OOLA. At the foot of the dais sits an
obnoxious birdlike creature, SALACIOUS CRUMB. Bib whispers
something in the slobbering degenerate's ear. Jabba laughs
horribly, at the two terrified droids before him. Threepio bows
politely.
THREEPIO
Good morning.
JABBA
Bo Shuda!
The robots jump forward to stand before the repulsive, loose-
skinned villain.
THREEPIO
The message, Artoo, the message.
Artoo whistles, and a beam of light projects from his domed head,
creating a HOLOGRAM of LUKE on the floor. The image grows to over
ten feet tall, and the young Jedi towers over the space
gangsters.
LUKE
Greetings, Exalted One. Allow me to introduce
myself. I am Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight and
friend to Captain Solo. I know that you are
powerful, mighty Jabba, and that your anger
with Solo must be equally powerful. I seek an
audience with Your Greatness to bargain for
Solo's life. (Jabba's crowd laughs) With your
wisdom, I'm sure that we can work out an
arrangement which will be mutually beneficial
and enable us to avoid any unpleasant
confrontation. As a token of my goodwill, I
present to you a gift these two droids.
Threepio is startled by this announcement.
THREEPIO
What did he say?
LUKE (cont)
... Both are hardworking and will serve you
well.
THREEPIO
This can't be! Artoo, you're playing the
wrong message.
Luke's hologram disappears.
Jabba laughs while Bib speaks to him in Huttese.
JABBA (in Huttese subtitled)
There will be no bargain.
THREEPIO
We're doomed.
JABBA (in Huttese subtitled)
like Captain Solo where he is.
Jabba laughs hideously and looks toward an alcove beside the
throne. Hanging high, flat against the wall, exactly as we saw
him last, is a carbonized HAN SOLO.
THREEPIO
Artoo, look! Captain Solo. And he's still
frozen in carbonite.
9 INT DUNGEON CORRIDOR 9
One of Jabba's Gamorrean guards marches Artoo and Threepio down a
dank, shadowy passageway lined with holding cells. The cries of
unspeakable creatures bounce off the cold stone walls.
Occasionally a repulsive arm or tentacle grabs through the bars
at the hapless droids. Artoo beeps pitifully.
THREEPIO
What could possibly have come over Master
Luke. Is it something I did? He never
expressed any unhappiness with my work. Oh!
Oh! Hold it! Ohh!
A large tentacle wraps around Threepio's neck. He manages to
break free, and they move on to a door at the end of the
corridor.
10 INT BOILER ROOM 10
The door slides open, revealing a room filled with steam and
noisy machinery. The guard motions them into the boiler room,
where they are met by a tall, thin humanlike robot named EV-9D9
(EVE-NINEDENINE). Behind the robot can be seen a torture rack
pulling the legs off a screaming baby work droid. A second
power droid is upside down. As smoking branding irons are
pressed into his feet, the stubby robot lets out an agonized
electronic scream. Artoo and Threepio cringe as the guard grunts
to EV-9D9.
NINEDENINE
Ah, good. New acquisitions. You are a
protocol droid, are you not?
THREEPIO
I am See-Threepio, human-cy...
NINEDENINE
Yes or no will do.
THREEPIO
Oh. Well, yes.
NINEDENINE
How many languages do you speak?
THREEPIO
I am fluent in over six million forms of
communication, and can readily...
NINEDENINE
Splendid! We have been without an interpreter
since our master got angry with our last
protocol droid and disintegrated him.
THREEPIO
Disintegrated?
NINEDENINE (to a Gamorrean guard)
Guard! This protocol droid might be useful.
Fit him with a restraining bolt and take him
back to His Excellency's main audience
chamber.
The guard shoves Threepio toward the door.
THREEPIO (disappearing)
Artoo, don't leave me! Ohhh!
Artoo lets out a plaintive cry as the door closes. Then he beeps
angrily.
NINEDENINE
You're a feisty little one, but you'll soon
learn some respect. I have
need for you on
the master's Sail Barge. And I think you'll
fit in nicely.
The poor work droid in the background lets out another tortured
electronic scream.
11 INT JABBA'S THRONE ROOM 11
The court of Jabba the Hutt is in the midst of a drunken, raucous
party. Sloppy, smelly monsters cheer and make rude noises as Oola
and a fat female dancer perform in front of Jabba's throne.
Jabba leers at the dancers and with a lustful gleam in his eye
beckons Oola to come and sit with him. She stops dancing and
backs away, shaking her head. Jabba gets angry and points to a
spot next to him.
JABBA
Da Eitha!
The lovely alien shakes her head again and screams.
OOLA
Na Chuba negatorie Na! Na! Natoota...
Jabba is furious and pulls her toward him, tugging on the chain.
JABBA
Boscka!