Chapter 5: Dagobah
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Chapter 5: Dagobah
(Tuffnut's X-wing flies through space and approaches a planet covered by white clouds.)
Tuffnut: Yep, there it is. Dagobah.
Snotlout: (unsure) You still sure it's a good idea to head here? Looks iffy to me.
Tuffnut: One hundred percent. (curious) I'm not picking up any cities or technology. Massive life-form readings though. Something's alive down there.
Snotlout: This planet just better be perfectly safe for droids.
(They fly into the atmosphere of the planet. The massive cloud formation completely obstructs their vision.)
Tuffnut: (nervous) All the scopes are dead! I can't see a thing!
(In the back, Snotlout holds an iPod with ear buds in.)
Snotlout: My bad, I was still using an electronic device.
(He turns it off and Tuffnut calms down.)
Tuffnut: Okay, that's much better. Now I can see the swamp… (shocked) The swamp!?
(He sees tree limbs come into view right in front of the cockpit window and suddenly a body of water is seen. The ship crashes into the water before Tuffnut can react. Tuffnut opens the cockpit and looks around. They arrived in a dark, muggy bog with really tall trees and no sunlight. The lower half of the ship is stuck in the marsh. Tuffnut climbs out and stands on the ship. Snotlout gets himself out of the back socket.)
Tuffnut: Stay put, Snotlout. I'll have a look around.
(He takes off his helmet and starts to walk off the ship to the shore. Suddenly, the ship rocks a little and Snotlout loses his footing.)
Snotlout: Oh, jeez…
(He slides off the side of the ship and disappears into the water.)
Tuffnut: (worried) Snotlout? Snotlout! Where are you!?
(A small periscope surfaces from the water and Snotlout's voice comes from it.)
Snotlout: Not to worry! Little water ain't gonna stop me. I can get out of here.
Tuffnut: (relieved) Alright, just watch yourself. Shore's that way.
(He points to the shore and the periscope moves towards it. Tuffnut jumps off the ship and swims a short distance to. Behind Snotlout, a dark, slimy amphibious like skin, breaks the surface and follows him. Tuffnut climbs onto the shore and sees Snotlout's scope heading his way. Suddenly, the scope is pulled back underneath the water and Tuffnut catches a flash of the creatures back as it dives down after. Tuffnut panics and pulls out his blaster.)
Tuffnut: Snotlout!
(Tuffnut watches where the creatures went back under. A few bubbles emerge on the surface. All is quiet until Snotlout is shot up out of the water and through the air.)
Snotlout: Waaaaahhhhh!
(He crashes through some branches and lands in a patch of soft grey moss. Tuffnut runs over to him and helps him up.)
Tuffnut: Oh, no. Are you all right? Your lucky whatever that was don't like the taste of droid. Anything broken?
Snotlout: No, I'm good. But I'm definitely gonna need a good scrub down.
Tuffnut: If you were saying that coming here was a bad idea, I'm beginning to agree with you. (sits down beside him) Oh, Snotlout, what are we doing here? It's like…something out of a dream… or I don't know. Maybe in just going crazy.
(Snotlout suddenly vomits out muddy water.)
Snotlout: Ugh…you got any gum?
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(Back in space, several Stat Destroyers, among them the Executor, enter the asteroid field the Millennium Falcon went into. On the Executor, Admiral Savage enters Darth Viggo's office and steps up to his meditation chamber. He sees his back is turned to him and a robotic arm lowers his black helmet to his head. The helmet is fastened securely over his head, which is bald, gray and covered in ugly scars. The arm raises up and Viggo, with his helmet on, turns his chair to face Savage.)
Viggo: Yes, Admiral?
Savage: Our ships have chased the Millennium Falcon into a asteroid field. The others are reluctant to go after it due to the danger. What do we do now?
Viggo: (sighs) Incompetent buffoons, you should no asteroids ate of no concern to me. I want that ship and no excuses!
Savage: Yes, boss.
(He leaves the chamber and Viggo's cubicle closes.)
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(In the asteroid cave, the Falcon sits in the darkness. In the cockpit, Hiccup and Toothless shut off the controls while Ruffnut and Fishlegs watch with concern.)
Hiccup: We're gonna shut everything down except for the emergency power systems.
Fishlegs: Sir, I'm almost afraid to ask,… but does that mean you'll shut me down too?
Hiccup: No, we need you to talk to the Falcon and find out what's wrong with the hyperdrive.
Toothless: Yeah, you figured out it was damaged earlier. You can help us repair it.
(Suddenly, the ship lurches and everyone gets startled and struggles to keep their balance.)
Fishlegs: Oh, dear. I'm afraid this asteroid isn't entirely stable.
Hiccup: (smirks) "Not entirely stable"? Well I'm glad you're here to tell us these things. Toothless, take the professor in the back and plug him into the hyperdrive.
Toothless: (chuckles) You got it. Let's go, "Professor".
(Toothless takes Fishlegs by the arm and and leads him out of the cockpit.)
Fishlegs: Oh! Sometimes I just don't understand human behavior. After all, I'm only trying to do my job in the most…
(The door closes as he keeps talking. Suddenly, the ship lurches again and Ruffnut is thrown backwards and into Hiccup's arms. The motion stops and Hiccup looks around carefully listening to the sounds outside. Ruffnut blushes and gets a little nervous.)
Ruffnut: Let go…
Hiccup: (still listening) Sshh!
Ruffnut: (impatiently) Let go, please.
(Hiccup releases her and gets annoyed by her attitude.)
Hiccup: Hey, don't get excited.
Ruffnut: Captain, being held by you isn't exactly quite enough to get me excited.
Hiccup: (grins) Sorry, sweetheart. We haven't got time for anything else.
(He turns and exits through the door leaving Ruffnut perplexed.)
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(Back on Dagobah, Tuffnut and Snotlout have set up a campsite at a clearing in the big. Tuffnut turns on a little fusion furnace and opens an equipment box.)
Snotlout: Come on, Tuff. You ain't the only one famished. I'm ready for some power.
Tuffnut: Okay.
(He takes out an power cable attached to a small generator and plugs it into a socket on Snotlout's mechanical torso.)
Tuffnut: There we go.
Snotlout: Ahh. That's more like it.
(Tuffnut opens a container of processed food and sits in front of the heater. He looks around at the swamp forest surrounding them.)
Tuffnut: (sighs) Now all I have to do is find this Gothi… if she even exists. What a strange place to find a Jedi master. This place gives me the creeps… (shakes his head) Maybe the hypothermia was talking with Valka's instructions. (takes a bite of food, mouthful) Still…something familiar about this place. I don't know… I feel like…
Voice: Feel like what?
(Tuffnut and Snotlout jump out of their skin. Tuffnut quickly grabs his blaster and levels it at the voice. He sees a strange short creature sitting on a log next to their camp. It covers it's face with its arms.)
Tuffnut: Like we're being watched!
Snotlout: Oh, Thor! What's that creepy thing!?
Creature: (frightened) Away with your weapon! I mean you no harm!
(Tuffnut cautiously lowers his gun.)
Tuffnut: (to Snotlout) Its okay. Looks like it's just a local.
(The creature lowers its arms slightly revealing its eyes.)
Creature: I am wondering, why are you here?
Tuffnut: I'm… I'm looking for someone.
(The creature completely lowers its arms. It appears to be a little elderly woman with white hair. She's got pointy ears sticking out of her hair on the sides of her head and is dressed in a grey, ragged cloak.)
Old woman: (delighted) Looking? Found someone, have you, I'd say, hmmm? (laughs)
Tuffnut: (chuckles) Right.
Old woman: (smiles) Well, perhaps I can help you.
Tuffnut: I don't think so. I'm looking for a great warrior.
Old woman: Oh! A great warrior. (laughs and shakes her head) Wars don't exactly make one "great".
(With the aid of a small wooden walking stick, the strange old woman moves from the log to the camp area. Tuffnut and Snotlout watch as she comes over to Tuffnut's food container. She picks up a piece of food.)
Old woman: (curious) Ohhhh…
Tuffnut: Put that down. Don't…
(The old woman takes a bite.)
Tuffnut: Hey! That's my dinner!
(He takes the food away from her as she spits out the bit she took.)
Old woman: (disgusted) Ugh! How'd you get so big, eating food of this kind?
(She makes her way over to a supply case.)
Tuffnut: Listen, friend, we didn't mean to crash here, and if we could get our ship out, we would, but we cant, so why don't you just…
Old woman: (teasing) Aww, what, you can't get your ship out?
(Tuffnut sees she's now rummaging through the supply case.)
Tuffnut: Hey, get out of there!
(She starts picking up items and throwing them aside. Tuffnut picks up some binoculars she threw.)
Tuffnut: (annoyed) Hey, you could've broken this! Don't do that. Ohhh… your making a mess.
(The old woman finds a miniature power lamp and examines it with delight.)
Tuffnut: Hey, give me that!
(The old woman holds it out of reach.)
Old woman: (sternly) Its mine! Or I won't help you.
Tuffnut: I don't want your help. I want my lamp back. I'm gonna need it to get out of this slimy mudhole.
(Behind the old woman, Snotlout extends a small, mechanical claw arm and slowly reaches for the lamp in the elderly woman's hand.)
Old woman: (offended) "Mudhole, slimey"? This is my home you know!
Snotlout: I'll take that!
(Snotlout grabs the lamp and pulls it back. The old woman holds on the two short figures engage in a tug-of-war over the lamp.)
Snotlout: Give it up!
Old woman: No way!
Tuffnut: (sighs) Snotlout, just let her have it.
(Snotlout keeps pulling on it. The elderly woman starts hitting the droid with her cane.)
Old woman: Mine! Mine! Mine!
Tuffnut: Snotlout!
Snotlout: Ugh. Fine.
(Snotlout finally releases it and withdraws his arm back into his canister. The old woman relaxes with the lamp still in her hand.)
Tuffnut: Okay, now why don't you move along? We got a lot of work to do.
Old woman: No, I want to stay. I can help you find your friend.
Tuffnut: I'm not looking for a friend. I'm looking for a Jedi master.
Old woman: (amazed) Ohhhh… Jedi master. Well, why didn't you say so? Gothi, it's Gothi your seeking!
(Tuffnut kneels down to her, intrigued.)
Tuffnut: You know her!?
Old woman: (nods) Yes, indeed. And I can take you to her. But first, we must eat. I've got some good food over at my home. Now come.
(The old woman scuttles out of the clearing and into the foggy path between the trees, laughing merrily. Tuffnut stares after her in wonder and decides to follow her.)
Tuffnut: Snotlout, stay here and watch the camp.
Snotlout: Ok, but there better not be any scavengers waiting to ambush me like the last time I was on a unfamiliar planet.
(Tuffnut walks after the woman and disappears into the fog.)
There we go. Gothi as Yoda, yeah she's gonna talk in this one cause it'd be too difficult to have her write in the sand like she does in the series. I also feel that's shed act like Yoda a bit if she talked. She's hasn't been referred to by name yet since Tuffnut doesn't know who she really is yet.
Until next time…read and review.