me. I'm not speaking to you.
- Seriously. We gotta go now!
[Elevator Bell Dings]
[Whimpering]
- [Shouting]
- [Zoe] Why are we running? What did you do?
[Grunting]
They're everywhere!
They're everywhere!
- You're going the wrong way!
- [Mutters]
[Trekk/es Cont/nue Shout/ng]
- Yeah!
- [Gasps]
That's him!
He's the one who destroyed Khan.
You called Han Solo a bitch, man!
Han Solo is a bitch.
No one calls...
Han Solo a bitch!
[Shouting]
- Go, go, go!
- Go, go, go!
[Zoe]
Why are we runn/ng?
[Grunting]
- Go! Come on!
- [Zoe] What is going on?
- [Shouting]
- [All Screaming]
You stop this van, you little sons of bitches!
I'm gonna kill you!
This is not copacetic.
You stop!
- [Screams]
- [Exhales]
Zoe, hit him with the pressed ham!
[Windows] Yeah!
[Laughs]
- Yeah!
- Nice.
[Laughs]
Nailed it.
[W/ndows]
L/nus? Jesusl
- Where'd he go?
- Did he fall out?
Chewie.
I call Chewie.
[Woman On P.A.] Dr. R/chardson
to Trauma 2. Dr. R/chardson, Trauma 2.
Your friend's awake.
- Uh, cool. Can we see him?
- Yes.
But first we need to have a little talk.
Linus tells me that
you're on some sort of a road trip.
- Uh, yeah, up to San Francisco.
- Well, not anymore, fellas.
The only place he's go/ng /s back to Oh/o.
- We can't do that.
- Just what's so important in San Francisco?
- Uh, he-
- Star Wars.
Star Wars?
Look, he /s very, very s/ck
and he needs to go home.
No.
Guys, we can't-we can't do this now.
We can't give up now.
Not when we're so close.
L/nus, /t's just a mov/e.
[Scoffs]
Yeah, maybe it is.
Maybe it is. You know what?
To most people, Star Wars
is just a movie, right?
- Not to us!
- We just spoke to the doctor.
Screw that doctor!
Screw- Screw all those people!
Did-Did they ever get their- their heads stuck
in a bucket trying to be Darth Vader?
- I mean, I don't think so. No.
- Nope.
D/d they ever s/nge the/r eyebrows
try/ng to make a l/ghtsaber?
No way. Did they name
their right hand Leia?
Who knows?
Yes, they could have.
- But you know who did?
- Me.
Yes, you did.
So did I. So did you.
- We all did.
- You guys are freaking sick. You know that?
This is our Death Star, man.
And I don't know about you, guys,
but I'm not running away from this one.
- Me neither.
- Screw it. I named both my hands Leia.
[Shouting] What the hell are you doing?
Do you know who this is?
It's that way.
[Shouting]
Ja/lbreakl
Ja/lbreakl
- [All Shouting]
- [Zoe] What's going on?
- Hold it right there!
- No, uh, please-
You're our only hope.
Take two of these every three hours.
[Gasps]
Oh, my God.
- I love you.
- I know.
- [Laughs]
- [Windows] Yeah!
- [K/cks Door]
- Mmm.
Nothing worse than a locked shitter
when you got to turd, am I right?
Seriously, man.
[Man Grunting]
That is it, man!
I don't wanna do this anymore!
Why not? What'd I tell you,
sweet and womanly, right?
- Womanly?
- [Pats Buttocks]
- Make sure you go tell your friends.
- [Man] I'll be back.
Bam, bam, bam!
Hyah! Wanna try that?
[Lmitating Lightsaber]
[Screams]
Start the car! Start the van!
- [Laughs]
- Hi!
- Let's do it! Let's do it!
- Oh, my Godl
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
[Er/c] Shut up, manl It was a hundred
m/les agol Stop l/v/ng /n the pastl
Oh, my Godl
[Er/c] Lucas Valley Road.
We gotta steal that s/gn, guys.
- [Beeping]
- [Er/c] Zoe, how we look/ng out there?
One guard manning the booth.
Couple civvies roaming about.
- Nothing we can't handle.
- All right, fellas, "X" marks our target.
Level "C" editing bays. It's our best chance
for finding the rough cut.
Excellent. Okay.
Once we've breached the front gate...
we're gonna be off on foot, so we're gonna
have to