That malfunctioning little twerp. This is all his fault! He tricked me into going this way, but he’ll do no better. Wait, what’s that? A transport! I’m saved! Over here! Help! Please, help! Artoo-Detoo! It’s you! It’s you!

Hey, you’re not permitted in there. It’s restricted. You’ll be deactivated for sure.. Don’t call me a mindless philosopher, you overweight glob of grease! Now come out before somebody sees you. Secret mission? What plans? What are you talking about? I’m not getting in there! I’m going to regret this. There goes another one. Hold your fire. There are no life forms. It must have been short-circuited. That’s funny, the damage doesn’t look as bad from out here. Are you sure this things safe?

The Death Star plans are not in the main computer. Where are those transmissions you intercepted? What have you done with those plans? We intercepted no transmissions. Aaah….This is a consular ship. Were on a diplomatic mission. If this is a consular ship…were is the Ambassador? Commander, tear this ship apart until you’ve found those plans and bring me the Ambassador. I want her alive! There she is! Set for stun! She’ll be all right. Inform Lord Vader we have a prisoner.

Holding her is dangerous. If word of this gets out, it could generate sympathy for the Rebellion in the senate. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to find their secret base! She’ll die before she tells you anything. Leave that to me. Send a distress signal and then inform the senate that all aboard were killed! Lord Vader, the battle station plans are not aboard this ship! And no transmissions were made. An escape pod was jettisoned during the fighting, but no life forms were aboard. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them. See to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time. Yes, sir.