Luke pulls a silver laser cutter out of his pocket and cuts
away at the mounting.
Luke, just leave it. We need to
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
Luke looks down into the grate.
Just get the compressor out of
here. I’ll lose them.
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
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.
(alien language) There’s a thief
running your way!