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Skywalker
By Jack Walsh

Based on characters created by George Lucas and Fred Trump

(c) 2017

libtardedcuck@gmail.com

1

SPACE OVER TATOOINE

1

We pan across the stars, showing a large desert planet in a
binary star system. On the far side of it, a space elevator
stretches up out of the atmosphere and into space, lights
bustling around it.
A blast of light fills the screen, violent but silent in the
vacuum. The light subsides and we see a small spaceship,
flying in towards the planet. It looks badly damaged.
2

INT. SMUGGLER CRAFT - CONTINUOUS

2

Inside the sparse interior of the ship, there are four
figures floating in zero gravity, holding onto straps on the
walls. The contents of the ship and its passengers are
knocked around by the change in momentum.
The SMUGGLER CAPTAIN is a surly-looking, frog-faced
creature, and his FIRST MATE is another of the same species.
A furry humanoid CREWMAN flies from the back of the ship to
the front, past a HOODED MAN, whose hand is on a large
duffel bag.
The Captain speaks in a coarse, cockney growl, or as close
to cockney as his facial structure can manage.
SMUGGLER CAPTAIN
We’re ’ere
The first mate fiddles with the radio.
FIRST MATE
They ’ailin’ us from the planet.
HOODED MAN
Don’t respond.
SMUGGLER CAPTAIN
After what we just got you out of,
you want us to hide you from Jabba
too?
The Crewman brings up a screen showing "transmissions
downloading."
HOODED MAN
You’re being paid well to smuggle
me.
SMUGGLER CAPTAIN
We’re smuggling you from the
Empire, sure, but smugglers answer
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

2.
SMUGGLER CAPTAIN (cont’d)
to Jabba the ’utt, and we need
answers to give him ’bout who we’s
smugglin’.

The Crewman’s screen starts showing videos of chaos--crowds
of demonstrators being fired upon by blasts of lasers.
People run in panic. It’s bedlam. The crewman perks up
excitedly and lets loose an agitated stream of clicks.
FIRST MATE
Gah, it’s even worse than it
looked.
The First Mate opens the video on
Captain’s eyes go wide. They wind
minutes before. The figure on the
ACTIVIST, talking directly to the

his screen. He and the
the videos back to five
screen is a human
camera.

ACTIVIST (IN VIDEO)
We won’t stand silently while the
"emperor" takes the rights of other
sentient beings away, because we
know human rights will be next!
Another video. Vapid entertainment news, featuring a pretty
Latina-looking teen, with the chyron "Leia Organa: Corellian
Socialite"
LEIA (IN VIDEO)
Like, the emperor is a great man,
and I think this alien rights stuff
is all really, like, discrimination
against humans.
The hooded man smiles. The crew cycles to the next video, a
news report showing hundreds of thousands of people and
other sentient beings marching through a great public
square.
REPORTER (IN VIDEO)
...The Emperor’s plan to move the
government from Coruscant to Earth,
and ban any non-humans from the
human homeworld, has brought
millions out into the streets here
on Corellia, crown jewel of the old
American diaspora...
He cycles to the next video. A middle-aged, Desi-looking
female politician, Senator MAAN MAHTHAAMA, is onscreen,
addressing the crowd over a PA system. Her name is displayed
on the bottom.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

3.

MAAN MAHTHAAMA (IN VIDEO)
...For twenty years, Charles
Palpatine has taken our rights
away. For twenty years, he has lied
to us about what happened to the
Jedi, and about who killed our
noble sister Padima. For twenty
years, we have given into tyranny.
That ends now-Laser blasts fill the video screen, along with screams. We
see scenes of panic and terror as the protesters try to flee
the carnage. The Captain and the First Mate’s eyes go wide.
FIRST MATE
They killed Maan! They’s killin’
humans! In the street!
The Captain turns to the hooded man.
Listen
nearly
blood,
quiet,

SMUGGLER CAPTAIN
’ere, fifty thousand ain’t
enough! The empire’s out for
and if you want us to keep
you need to do better!

FIRST MATE
Let’s turn him in! I bet he one of
the ones they came to Corellia for!
The Crewman opens the hooded man’s bag, revealing a large
block of ice. The hooded man realizes what the crewman is
doing, and looks down at him, mournfully.
HOODED MAN
I’m so sorry. To all of you. If I
had any alternative...
SMUGGLER CAPTAIN
Alternative to what?
3

EXT. TATOOINE DESERT - TWILIGHT

3

A static shot of a vast expanse of desert, with massive
crags and mountains jutting towards the sky at the edge of
the expanse of dunes.
The flaming wreckage of the small ship streaks into the
ground like a meteorite, and explodes in a massive nuclear
fireball, rising above the horizon. The shockwave approaches
us and the sand blows around violently in the foreground.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

4.

The sand in the foreground settles, before swirling into a
perfect, gentle circle. The feet of the HOODED MAN fall into
frame, gently slowing as they descend into the swirling
circle. A bit of blood drips into the sand from his foot.
The Hooded Man looks out over the wreckage, before turning
and walking off with his duffel bag in tow.
4

EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF THE COLONY - NIGHT

4

The Hooded Man walks through a pass between some crags and
sees a small settlement, up above a cliffside. He walks
towards it.
5

EXT. THE COLONY - MOMENTS LATER

5

The Hooded Man enters the settlement, where a few dozen
people are gathered in the town square, beneath a sign
showing the silhouette of an African woman with deep brown
eyes (literally the diametric opposite of Natalie Portman’s
complexion) and a crown like the statue of Liberty. "Padima
Is Always With Us!" is written across the bottom.
They’re about half human, mixed in with a smattering of
other species. A small, furry, beady-eyed JAWA is running a
video.
They’re in rapt horror watching the videos come in. Chaos.
Screams. Blasts of energy shredding peaceful protesters
apart. White-hooded stormtroopers walk towards the camera
and the screen goes to black.
Another video starts. The same REPORTER from the earlier
video is lying on the ground, wounded, talking into the
camera.
REPORTER (IN VIDEO)
Today, whatever was left of the
republic died. *bloody
cough* They’ve killed tens of
thousands of sentient beings, at
least, and they don’t show any
signs of stopping.
IN VIDEO: the reporter looks up, to the sound of slow,
deliberate, approaching footsteps, and the sound of a
respirator. We hear a trademark hum as a red glow is cast
over the scene.
REPORTER (IN VIDEO)
chuckling
as he chokes on
*
blood* Oh, so you are real, after
all.
(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

5.

IN VIDEO: The sound of a lightsaber swinging. The video
ends.
The Hooded Man walks past them all, and knocks on the door.
6

INT. OWEN AND BERU’S HOUSE

6

OWEN and BERU, two humans in their mid-30’s, open the door
and the Hooded Man barges in. The Hooded Man sits down and
takes his hood off, revealing KEN KENOBI. He’s Asian,
biologically around 50 years old, and there’s a wisdom to
his face, but he’s tired and the lines are cut deep, like
he’s been living hard.
BERU
You’re the most wanted being in the
galaxy, and you had to come here?
OWEN
Beru, give him a break.
Kenobi waves a hand, and a medical droid approaches and
begins patching his wound. He takes a drink of brown liquid
from the table next to him, and a grimace suggests it’s a
stiff one.
KENOBI
I’m sorry. I truly am. I had
nowhere else to go.
Kenobi drags his duffel bag up onto the table and unzips it.
It contains a block of ice in a containment vessel, with a
faint shape inside.
OWEN
How long will you stay?
KENOBI
Only a night... but I’ll be on
Tatooine for the forseeable future.
Kenobi hits a few buttons on the containment vessel, and the
ice begins to melt.
BERU
Where have you been for the past
twenty years?
KENOBI
Do you want me to lie, or would you
just prefer not to know?
The ice recedes, and a tiny hand emerges from the block.
Owen and Beru’s eyes go wide.
(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

6.

OWEN
The force be with us...
KENOBI
This is my son. He’s been waiting a
long time to be born.
The baby is maybe a month old, and begins to writhe slowly
as the ice fully peels away.
BERU
Are you leaving him here?
Kenobi picks the baby up and holds him, the weight of the
moment hanging heavily over him.
KENOBI
No, but I need you to give him a
home. It’s too dangerous for him to
live with me. But I’ll raise him.
The baby wraps his hand around Kenobi’s finger.
BERU
What’s his name?
Kenobi smiles down at the baby, and prepares to speak.
7

EXT. MOS EISLEY SHIPYARDS - DAY

7

CUT TO: A young human yells his name, as we first see the
brown-flecked green eyes of our hero.
BIGGS
Luke!
Luke is 18, half African and half European, still a bit
slight but built like he’s exercised constantly his entire
life. He’s desperately trying to wring an engine component
out of a starship that’s still covered in factory packaging.
Down below the ship, his 14 year-old cousin BIGGS and his 12
year-old cousin Gars are nervously waiting.
BIGGS
Luke, hurry! They’re coming.
Luke looks up, scanning rows of identical ships dwarfed by
the gantries and cranes of the port around him--the ships
are stolen goods being moved through this hive of scum and
villainy. He telepathically senses a multi-species crew of
roughnecks coming up on him quickly.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

7.

Luke pulls a silver laser cutter out of his pocket and cuts
away at the mounting.
BIGGS
Luke, just leave it. We need to
run!
LUKE
Biggs, making me nervous isn’t
gonna speed this up.
Luke rips the very heavy component from the engine, hooks a
cable to it, and effortlessly lowers it down to Biggs and
Gars. Their forklift droid catches it--it’s way too heavy
for any normal human to lift.
Luke jumps off the ship, and is immediately spotted by the
ROUGHNECKS, who yell at him in a smattering of alien
languages.
Luke looks down into the grate.
LUKE
Just get the compressor out of
here. I’ll lose them.
BIGGS
Are you sure that’s a good idea?
A blast of energy whizzes by Luke’s head, and he ducks it,
looking more annoyed at the shooter’s impudence than
anything.
LUKE
I can handle myself.
Luke runs at a full tilt away from the roughnecks, moving
with a quickness that’s ever so slightly superhuman.
The roughnecks fire a few blasts at him, all of them
missing. Luke disappears around a corner.
One of the roughnecks gets on a communicator.
ROUGHNECK
(alien language) There’s a thief
running your way!

8.

8

EXT. MOST EISLEY TOWER BASE - CONTINUOUS

8

Luke runs out onto a long jetty sticking out from the
shipyard, high above a slum below him and looking out on Mos
Eisley.
It’s like Mogadishu or Mombasa, with warrens of old Jawa
pueblos scattered between the hulking wrecks of crashed
ships turned into buildings. Towers and spacecraft docks are
woven into each other haphazardly, and smoke rises from
cooking fires as and vats of burning chemicals. Everything
is rusted and corroded in the harsh desert air. The city is
centered on a colossal space elevator that reaches up into
the purple sky, with ships flitting around it as its cargo
moves up and down.
Luke turns and sees a roughneck holding a gun up at him at
the other end of the jetty.
ROUGHNECK
You make a big mistake, boy. We
kill you, then we kill your
friends, then we kill your kin. We
kill all who know you!
Luke smiles and raises two middle fingers in his direction.
The roughneck fires at him, but Luke steps off the jetty
before the blast hits him.
Luke runs down a metal column in a controlled free-fall,
enjoying the rush. He vaults into a crowded market, landing
gingerly on his feet.
9

EXT. MOS EISLEY MARKET - CONTINUOUS

9

Hundreds of different aliens of nearly as many races are
milling about the market, selling a thousand different
species of meat, vegetables, and other weird alien shit.
Literally all of them are looking at LUKE as he sticks an
effortless landing in their midst--Mos Eisley or not, he’s
still running away from a gunfight. They look up to see the
ROUGHNECK screaming for his head.
ROUGHNECK
Someone kill that goddamn rim rat!
Luke runs through the crowd. A tentacle shoots out to grab
him and he stiff-arms it away. A Jawa tries to tackle him,
but Luke shoves his face into the ground.
Luke starts knocking over stalls to stop his pursuers, to
the great annoyance of the shopkeepers.
(CONTINUED)


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