Author's Note: You should really read Greedo's Tale in Tales from the Mos Eisley Cantina if you want to understand anything that is going on at the beginning of the story.
"Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser." Greedo said with a bit of cockiness
"Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?"
Han Solo slowly reaches for his gun under the table.
'I'll just shoot him.' Han felt his finger on the trigger. He looked Greedo over once.
"You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship."
For some reason Han felt his finger freeze. 'Damn conscience.' He thought to himself once again.
"Over my dead body."
"That's the idea. I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
Greedo was going to fire, he knew he had to act now.
"I'll bet you have."
Han aimed his blaster lower and fire. Greedo dropped his blaster in shock and let out a shrill cry that turned everyone in the Cantina's attention to him. Greedo shouted as many Huttese curses that he knew at Solo as he gripped the lower part of his leg, a huge burn mark now there. Blood was spilling from it, Han got up from his seat and leaned over the table to Greedo.
"You listen to me slime ball, you can tell Jabba I'll going to get his money, and if you ever come near me again I going to aim for an area much more valuable to you." Han the pulled up his blaster and pointed it at Greedo's head. "Get me?" Greedo nodded frighten. "Good."
Han then got up and turned to the bartender, he flipped him a coin.
"Sorry about the mess." He said and left to get to his ship. Greedo sneered. His mind raced, he couldn't let Solo get away, Jabba promised if he didn't come back with the money Solo owed he'd be fed to the rancor. He looked to the table were his mentor and fellow bounty hunter Goa had been sitting with 2 Rodian bounty hunters. Now they were gone, Greedo didn't know it now, but he was never going to see Goa again. Goa would be kill be the two Rodians for failing to kill the one they paid him to have kill, Greedo. Goa plan was that Greedo would be killed by Solo, but it had failed and now he would be killed for it.
Everyone in the Cantina had lost interest in Greedo's wailing and went back to whatever they were doing. Greedo took his jacket and rapped it around his wound. No one bothered helping him, no one bothered helping anyone unless profit was involved. Greedo leaned back in his seat and breathed, he had to get back at Solo. Today before he could flee Tatooine.
"Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser." Greedo said with a bit of cockiness
"Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?"
Han Solo slowly reaches for his gun under the table.
'I'll just shoot him.' Han felt his finger on the trigger. He looked Greedo over once.
"You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship."
For some reason Han felt his finger freeze. 'Damn conscience.' He thought to himself once again.
"Over my dead body."
"That's the idea. I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
Greedo was going to fire, he knew he had to act now.
"I'll bet you have."
Han aimed his blaster lower and fire. Greedo dropped his blaster in shock and let out a shrill cry that turned everyone in the Cantina's attention to him. Greedo shouted as many Huttese curses that he knew at Solo as he gripped the lower part of his leg, a huge burn mark now there. Blood was spilling from it, Han got up from his seat and leaned over the table to Greedo.
"You listen to me slime ball, you can tell Jabba I'll going to get his money, and if you ever come near me again I going to aim for an area much more valuable to you." Han the pulled up his blaster and pointed it at Greedo's head. "Get me?" Greedo nodded frighten. "Good."
Han then got up and turned to the bartender, he flipped him a coin.
"Sorry about the mess." He said and left to get to his ship. Greedo sneered. His mind raced, he couldn't let Solo get away, Jabba promised if he didn't come back with the money Solo owed he'd be fed to the rancor. He looked to the table were his mentor and fellow bounty hunter Goa had been sitting with 2 Rodian bounty hunters. Now they were gone, Greedo didn't know it now, but he was never going to see Goa again. Goa would be kill be the two Rodians for failing to kill the one they paid him to have kill, Greedo. Goa plan was that Greedo would be killed by Solo, but it had failed and now he would be killed for it.
Everyone in the Cantina had lost interest in Greedo's wailing and went back to whatever they were doing. Greedo took his jacket and rapped it around his wound. No one bothered helping him, no one bothered helping anyone unless profit was involved. Greedo leaned back in his seat and breathed, he had to get back at Solo. Today before he could flee Tatooine.