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INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader peels off and starts toward the long trenches at the Death Star surface pole.
GOLD LEADER: This is Gold Leader. We're starting out attack run.
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
Three Y-wing fighters of the Gold group dive out of the stars toward the Death Star surface.
INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
Leia and the others are grouped around the screen, as technicians move about attending to their duties.
RED LEADER: (over speaker) I copy, Gold Leader. Move into position.
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
Three Imperial TIE ships in precise formation dive toward the Death Star surface.
INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
Darth Vader calmly adjusts his control stick as the stars whip past in the window above his head.
VADER: Stay in attack formation!
INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
Technicians are seated at the computer readout table.
GOLD LEADER: (over speaker) The exhaust post is...
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
GOLD LEADER: ...marked and locked in!
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
Gold Leader approaches the surface and pulls out to skim the surface of the huge station. The ship moves into a deep trench, firing laserbolts. The surface streaks past as laserfire is returned by the Death Star.
INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT -- TRAVELING.
Gold Five is a pilot in his early fifties with a very battered helmet that looks like it's been through many battles. He looks around to see if enemy ships are near. His fighter is buffeted by Imperial flak.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader races down the enormous trench that leads to the exhaust port. Laserbolts blast toward him in increasing numbers, occasionally exploding near the ship causing it to bounce about.
GOLD LEADER: Switch power to front deflector screens.
EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
Three Y-wing skim the Death Star surface deep in the trench, as laserbolts streak past on all sides.
EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR SURFACE -- GUN EMPLACEMENTS.
An exterior surface gun blazes away at the oncoming Rebel fighters.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
GOLD LEADER: How many guns do you think, Gold Five.
INTERIOR: MASSASSI OUTPOST -- WAR ROOM.
GOLD FIVE: (over speaker) I'd say about twenty guns. Some on the surface, some on the towers.
Leia, Threepio, and the technicians view the projected target screen, as red and blue target lights glow. The red target near the center blinks on and off.
MASSASSI INTERCOM VOICE: (over speaker) Death Star will be in range in five minutes.
EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
The three Y-wing fighters race toward camera and zoom overhead through a hail of laserfire.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader pulls his computer targeting device down in front of his eye. Laserbolts continue to batter the Rebel craft.
GOLD LEADER: Switching to targeting computer.
INTERIOR: GOLD TWO'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Two, a younger pilot about Luke's age, pulls down his targeting eye viewer and adjusts it. His ship shudders under intense laser barrage.
GOLD TWO: Computer's locked. Getting a signal.
As the fighters begin to approach the target area, suddenly all the laserfire stops. An eerie clam clings over the trench as the surface whips past in a blur.
GOLD TWO: The guns...they've stopped!
EXTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S COCKPIT.
Gold Five looks behind him.
GOLD FIVE: Stabilize your read deflectors. Watch for enemy fighters.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
GOLD LEADER: They've coming in! Three marks at two ten.
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
Three Imperial TIE ships, Darth Vader in the center flanked by two wingmen, dive in precise formation almost vertically toward the Death Star surface.
INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
Darth Vader calmly adjusts his control stick as the stars zoom by.
VADER: I'll take them myself! Cover me!
WINGMAN'S VOICE: (over speaker) Yes, sir.
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
Three TIE fighters zoom across the surface of the Death Star.
INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
Vader lines up Gold Two in his targeting computer. Vader's hands grip the control stick as he presses the button.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT
The cockpit explodes around Gold Two. His head falls forward.
EXTERIOR: SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR.
As Gold Two's ship explodes, debris is flung out into space.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader looks over his shoulder at the scene.
EXTERIOR: DEATH STAR TRENCH.
The three TIE fighters race along in the trench in a tight formation.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader panics.
GOLD LEADER: (into mike) I can't maneuver!
INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Five, the old veteran, trys to calm Gold Leader.
GOLD FIVE: Stay on target.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
The Death Star races by outside the cockpit window as he adjusts his targeting device.
GOLD LEADER: We're too close.
INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
The older pilot remains calm.
GOLD FIVE: Stay on target!
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Now he's really panicked.
GOLD LEADER: Loosen up!
INTERIOR: DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT.
Vader calmly adjusts his targeting computer and pushes the fire button.
INTERIOR: GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Leader's ship is hit by Vader's laser.
EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
Gold Leader explodes in a ball of flames, throwing debris in all directions.
INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
Gold Five moves in on the exhaust port.
GOLD FIVE: Gold Five to Red Leader...
INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
Luke looks over his shoulder at the action outside of his cockpit.
GOLD FIVE: (over headset) Lost Tiree, lost Dutch.
INTERIOR: RED LEADER'S COCKPIT.
RED LEADER: I copy, Gold Five.
INTERIOR: GOLD FIVE'S Y-WING -- COCKPIT.
GOLD FIVE: They came from behind....
EXTERIOR: SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR.
One of the engines explodes on Gold Five's Y-wing fighter, blazing out of control. He dives past the horizon toward the Death Star's surface, passing a TIE fighter during his descent. Gold Five, a veteran of countless campaigns, spins toward his death.
INTERIOR: LUKE'S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT.
Luke looks nervously about him at the explosive battle.
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