Bad times for the Rebellion, dude. After the Death Star went all bloop, The Empire got mad. Real mad. "Chase the Rebels to the ends of the Universe" mad.
The rebels, with the help of Luke Skywalker, are hiding out on Hoth. It’s colder than a frozen donkey wheel cave there. Obsessed with finding young Skywalker, Darth Vader has sent loads of spy robot thingies to find Luke for reasons yet unknown.
Exterior--Hoth. A little spy robot thingy zips through the atmosphere and crashes into the snowy planet below. That's when Chewbacca shows up and blasts it away with his crossbow laser. He shakes his furry fist in the sky in triumph.
Chewbacca: Raaar.
Han Solo: Nice work, fuzzball. Now let’s go pay off that debt to Jabba. The Hutster’s gotta be pretty peeved about that $3.2 million we owe him. Hey, anyone seen Luke? I wanna tell him that the Force will always be with him, and stuff.
Luke: Sorry, I’m a bit busy feeling the blood flow into my brain here in this monster’s cave.
Obi-Wan: Luke. Luuuuuke. You totally have to go see Yoda, Luke. You need to learn how to become a Jedi so your father will love you again.
Luke: What I totally need? A jacket. And my father is dead! Dead! That’s what you told me. Don’t you remember?
Obi-Wan: Whatever happened, happened.
C-3P0: Sirs, welcome back! Wait, what happened to you? Looks like you have a ton of Arzt on you.
Leia’s way excited to see Luke, and tries to kiss him, but fortunately she trips over a stray cable and falls to the ground. Whew. That was close.
Leia: Han, no time to leave now. The Empire’s bearing down on us. I count four AT-AT Walkers approaching.
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