robots
can beat anything they got on this ship.
Hes coming back.
Whats going on here?
- Who are you people?
- Maintenance, maam.
You dont belong on this ship. Guard!
Come on.
Whose quarters are these?
Princess Karina of Argon, you pirate...
Everything all right, madam?
Go on.
Yes, thank you. Everythings fine.
I thought I saw a mouse.
Would you like me
to check on it for you, madam?
No, thank you.
auxiliaries!
CAPTAIN
All back full! All back full!
HELMSMAN
Answering all back full. Passing thirteen hundred
fifty feet... fourteen hundred... fourteen
fifty...
The Captain locks eyes with the Exec amid the din...
CAPTAIN
Were losing her. Launch the buoy!
The Exec opens the door to a small box and punches a button. A red light
comes on. The Captains takes a deep breath.
EXT. MONTANA 12
A tiny tr
robots from its underside. One of these probes zooms toward the planet Hoth and lands on its ice-covered surface. An explosion marks the point of
impact.
EXT. HOTH - METEORITE CRATER - SNOW PLAIN - DAY
A weird mechanical sound rises above the whining of the wind. A strange probe robot, with several extended sensors, emerges from the smoke-shrouded crater. The ominous mechanical probe floats acro
ROBOTIC ARM extends out from under the plexi-dome. Its "hand" is a
high-tech LASER CUTTER. It approaches the plate, steadies, then fires
a direct BLUE BEAM at the bedrock, burns the rock into magma and cuts
a perfect round pattern.
Another ROBOTIC ARM reaches forward, its CLAW rips out the cut rock
from inside the pattern, then takes the sample and sets it inside a
hydro-basket on the submersible
New In Town Script
Oh, I bet you thats Trudy right now.
Harve, would you get that?
Harve, get that, will you?
To the 35, 40. What a block.
Forty-five, still going.
Brought down at the 50.
Okay, buster, no tapioca for you.
- Hey, everybody.
- Hi.
Hi, Trudy.
I froze my patootie off waiting
for someone to open that door.
You know how those New Ulm men
get when the Vikings play.
- Yeah, I know.
- So,