Han tumbles into the large room filled with garbage and muck.
HAN: Oh! The garbage chute was a really wonderful idea.
What an incredible smell you've discovered!
Let's get out of here! Get away from there...
LUKE: No! wait!
Han draws his laser pistol and fires at the hatch.
LUKE: Will you forget it? I already tried it. It's magnetically sealed!
LEIA: Put that thing away! You're going to get us all killed.
HAN: Absolutely, Your Worship.
Look, I had everything under control until you led us down here.
You know, it's not going to take them long to figure out what happened to us.
LEIA: It could be worse...
A loud, horrible,
inhuman moan works its way up from the murky depths.
Chewbacca lets out a terrified howl and begins to back away.
Han and Luke stand fast with their laser pistols drawn.
The Wookiee is cowering near one of the walls.
HAN: It's worse.
LUKE: There's something alive in here!
HAN: That's your imagination.
LUKE: Something just moves past my leg!
Look! Did you see that?
Suddenly Luke is yanked under the garbage.
HAN: Luke! Luke! Luke!
Solo tries to get to Luke.
Leia extends a long pipe toward him.
LEIA: Luke, Luke, grab a hold of this.
LUKE: Blast it, will you! My gun's jammed.
LUKE: Anywhere! Oh!!
Solo fires his gun downward.
Luke is pulled back into the muck by the slimy tentacle.
HAN: Luke! Luke!
Suddenly the walls of the garbage receptacle shudder and
move in a couple of inches. Then everything is deathly quiet.
Han and Leia give each other a worried look as Chewbacca
howls in the corner. With a rush of bubbles and muck Luke
suddenly bobs to the surface.
LEIA: Grab Him!
LEIA: What happened?
LUKE: I don't know, it just let me go and disappeared...
HAN: I've got a very bad feeling about this.
Before anyone can say anything the walls begin to
rumble and edge toward the Rebels.
LUKE: The walls are moving!
LEIA: Don't just stand there.
Try to brace it with something.
LUKE: Wait a minute!
Luke pulls out his comlink.
LUKE: Threepio! Come in Threepio!
Threepio! Where could he be?
Han and Leia try to brace the contracting walls with a pole.
Leia begins to sink into the trash.
HAN: Get to the top!
LEIA: I can't!
LUKE: Where could he be? Threepio!
Threepio, will you come in?
HAN: One thing's for sure.
We're all going to be a lot thinner!
Get on top of it!
LEIA: I'm trying!
LUKE: Shut down all the garbage mashers
on the detention level.
Shut down all the garbage mashers
on the detention level.
[C3-PO: No. Shut them all down! Hurry!]
Threepio holds his head in agony as he hears the
incredible screaming and hollering from Luke's comlink.
[C3-PO: Listen to them! They're dying, Artoo!
Curse my metal body! I wasn't fast enough.
It's all my fault! My poor master!]
LUKE: Threepio, we're all right!
The screaming and hollering is the sound of joyous relief.
The walls have stopped moving. Han, Chewie and Leia embrace
in the background.
LUKE: We're all right. You did great.
Hey... hey, open the pressure
maintenance hatch on unit number...
where are we?