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An ominous buzzing sound is heard on the other side of the elevator door.
HAN: Chewie!
Chewbacca responds with a growling noise.
HAN: Get behind me! Get behind me!
A series of explosions knock a hole in the elevator door through which several Imperial troops begin to emerge. Han and Chewie fire laser pistols at them through the smoke and flame. They turn and run down the cell hallway, meeting up with Luke and Leia rushing toward them.
HAN: Can't get out that way.
LEIA: Looks like you managed to cut off our only escape route.
HAN: (sarcastically) Maybe you'd like it back in your cell, Your Highness.
Luke takes a small comlink transmitter from his belt as they continue to exchange fire with stormtroopers making their way down the corridor.
LUKE: See-Threepio! See-Threepio!
THREEPIO: (over comlink) Yes sir?
LUKE: We've been cut off! Are there any other ways out of the cell bay?...What was that? I didn't copy!
INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- MAIN BAY GANTRY -- CONTROL TOWER.
Threepio paces the control center as little Artoo beeps and whistles a blue streak. Threepio yells into the small comlink transmitter.
THREEPIO: I said, all systems have been alerted to your presence, sir. The main entrance seems to be the only way in or out; all other information on your level is restricted.
Someone begins banging on the door.
TROOPER VOICE: Open up in there!
THREEPIO: Oh, no!
INTERIOR: DEATH STAR -- DETENTION CORRIDOR.
Luke and Leia crouch together in an alcove for protection as they continue to exchange fire with troops. Han and Chewbacca are barely able to keep the stormtroopers at bay at the far and of the hallway. The laserfire is very intense, and smoke fills the narrow cell corridor.
LUKE: There isn't any other way out.
HAN: I can't hold them off forever! Now what?
LEIA: This is some rescue. When you came in here, didn't you have a plan for getting out?
HAN: (pointing to Luke) He's the brains, sweetheart.
Luke manages a sheepish grin and shrugs his shoulders.
LUKE: Well, I didn't...
The princess grabs Luke's gun and fires at a small grate in the wall next to Han, almost frying him.
HAN: What the hell are you doing?
LEIA: Somebody has to save our skins. Into the garbage chute, wise guy.
She jumps through the narrow opening as Han and Chewbacca look on in amazement. Chewbacca sniffs the garbage chute and says something.
HAN: Get in there you big furry oaf! I don't care what you smell! Get in there and don't worry about it.
Han gives him a kick and the Wookiee disappears into the tiny opening. Luke and Han continue firing as they work their way toward the opening.
HAN: Wonderful girl! Either I'm going to kill her or I'm beginning to like her. Get in there!
Luke ducks laserfire as he jumps into the darkness. Han fires off a couple of quick blasts creating a smokey cover, then slides into the chute himself and is gone.
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