Also insert..Treadwell...can u clean this all up?
Twist my arm!
It just isn't fair. Aw, Biggs is right, I'm never gonna get out of here.
Is there anything I might do to help?
No, not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest or teleport me off this rock.
I don't think so, sir. I'm only a droid, and not very knowledgeable about such things. Not on this planet, anyway. As a matter of fact, I'm not even sure which planet I'm on.
Well, if there's a bright center to the universe, you're on the planet that it's farthest from.
I see, sir.
Nope, you can call me Luke.
I see, sir Luke.
No, just Luke.
Oh. And I am See-Threepio, Human-Cyborg Relations. And this is my counterpart, Artoo-Detoo.
Hello. (beep) Here, you got a lot of carbon scoring here. Looks like you boys have seen a lot of action.
With all we've been through, I'm amazed we're in as good condition as we are. What with the rebellion and all.
You know of the rebellion against the Empire?
That's how we came to be in your service, if you take my meaning.
Have you been in many battles?
Several, I think. Actually, there's not much to tell. I'm not much more than an interpreter, and not very good at telling stories. Well, not at making them interesting, anyway.
Well, my little friend, you got something jammed in here real good. Were you on a star cruiser or--
Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope.
What's this?
What is what? Answer the question, what is that?
Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope.
Oh, it's merely a malfunction, sir. Old data. Pay it no mind.
Who is she? She's beautiful.
I'm afraid I'm not quite sure, sir. I think she was a passenger on our last voyage. A person of some importance, as I believe. Our captain was attached* to--
*[it was supposed to be attache' but this is how AD pronounced it.]
Is there any more to this recording?
Just behave yourself, Artoo. You're going to get us into trouble. It's all right, you can trust him. He's our new master.
...you're my only hope.
He says that he's the property of Obi-Wan Kenobi, a resident of these parts, and it's a private message for him. Quite frankly, sir, I don't know what he's talking about. Our last master was Captain Antilees. But with all we've been through, this little R2 unit has become a bit eccentric.
"Obi-Wan" Kenobi, I wonder if he means old Ben Kenobi.
I beg your pardon, sir, but do you know who he's talking about?
Well, I don't know anyone named "Obi-Wan", but old Ben lives out beyond the Dune Sea. He's kind of a strangle old hermit. I wonder who she is. Sounds like she's in trouble, I better play back the whole thing.
He says the restraining bolt has short-circuited his recording system. He says that if you remove the bolt, he might be able to play back the entire recording.
Hmm? Oh, yeah, well, I guess you're too, uh, small to run away on me if I take this off. Okay, there you go. Wait a minute, where'd she go? Bring her back. Play back the entire message.
What message? The one you've just been playing. The one you're carrying inside your rusty innards.
Luke. Luke?
All right, I'll be right there, Aunt Beru.
I'm sorry, sir. He appears to have picked up a slight flutter.
Here, see what you can do with him. I'll be right back.
Just you reconsider playing that message for him. No, I don't think he likes you at all. No, I don't like you either.
You know, I think one of those droids we bought might've been stolen. I stumbled across a recording while I was cleaning him. He says he belongs to someone called
"Obi-Wan Kenobi". I thought he might've meant old Ben. Do you know who he's talking about?
Mmm.
Well, I wonder if he's related to Ben.
That wizard's just a crazy old man.*
*[supposed to be "that man's just a crazy old wizard", but...]
Now, in the morning, I want you to take those droids out to Anchorhead and have their memory erased. That'll be the end of it. They belong to us now.
But what if this "Obi-Wan" comes looking for him?
He won't. I don't think he exists anymore. 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 those new droids for tomorrow. Now, in the morning I want them out there on the south ridge working on those condensers.
Yes, sir. You know, those new droids are going to work out fine. In fact, (I) was also thinking about our agreement, about me staying on for another season. And I think if these new droids do work out, I'd like to transmit my application to the Academy this year.
The next semester, before the harvest?
Sure, there are more than enough droids.
Harvest is when I need you the most. It's only one season more. This year, we'll make enough on the harvest that I'll be able to hire some more hands, and then you can go to the Academy next year. You must understand I need you here, Luke.
But it's a whole 'nother year.
Look, it's only one more season.
Yeah, that's what you said when Biggs and Tank left.
Where are you going?
Looks like I'm going nowhere. I have to finish cleaning those droids.
Owen, he can't stay here forever. Most of his friends have gone. It means so much to him.
I'll make it up to him next year. I promise.
Luke's just not a farmer, Owen. He has too much of his father in him.
That's what I'm afraid of.
Ooo--
What are you doing hiding back there?
It wasn't my fault, sir. Please don't deactivate me. I told him not to go, but he's faulty, malfunctioning. Kept babbling on about his mission.
Oh, no.
That little Artoo unit has always been a problem. These astro droids are getting quite out of hand. Even I don't understand their logic at times.
am I caught up?
