Project Description

Sands House

Hey…hey, open the pressure maintenance hatch on unit number… where are we? Three-two-six-eight-two-seven. If we can just avoid any more female advice, we ought to be able to get out of here. Well, let’s get moving! Where are you going? No, wait. They’ll hear! Come here, you big coward! Chewie! Come here! Listen. I don’t know who you are, or where you came from, but from now on, you do as I tell you. Okay? Look, Your Worshipfulness, let’s get one thing straight! I take orders from one person! Me! It’s a wonder you’re still alive. Will somebody get this big walking carpet out of my way? No reward is worth this.

It looks like Sandpeople did this, all right. Look, here are Gaffi sticks, Bantha tracks. It’s just…I never heard of them hitting anything this big before. They didn’t. But we are meant to think they did. These tracks are side by side. Sandpeople always ride single file to hide there numbers. These are the same Jawas that sold us Artoo and Threepio. And these blast points, too accurate for Sandpeople. Only Imperial stormtroopers are so precise. Why would Imperial troops want to slaughter Jawas? If they traced the robots here, they may have learned who they sold them to. And that would lead them home! Wait, Luke! It’s too dangerous. Uncle Owen! Aunt Beru! Uncle Owen!

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.