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Act Two.

Plucky: Hi, strangers! I'm Plucky Skystalker! I'm a senior at Buffooin Tech, where I major in incredible Space Heroics!
Creep-P-O: You’re kidding, there couldn't be any money in THAT field!
Plucky: You're telling me! That's why I'm minoring in Space Accounting! Hey, did anyone ever tell you that you look like an "Oscar"?!?
Creep-P-O: Take a good look duck! With your performance in this film, it's as close as you'll ever get to an Academy Award!

Plucky: Creep-P-O---look! What is it?
Princess Babs: Help me OB1 Finokie, you're my only hope. Help me Spooky-One Baloney, you're my only hope. Help me Obi-Won-Ton Kanope, you're my only hope. Help me Phony-Von Moldie, you're my only hope.
Creep-P-O: Why, it's either a message for some from the Princess we served…
Plucky: Or?
Creep-P-O: Or Bar-Stool is malfunctioning again and projecting reruns of "90210."
Plucky: Well I don't know who's OB1, Spooky-One, or what ever the name is but I did heard of one call Oldie-Aunt Slappy! Many years ago, She and my father were Military Pilots together. Now, she's 97… she can hardly see… and her hands shake terribly.
Creep-P-O: What does she do now?!
Plucky: What else? She's a Commercial Airlines Pilot!

Aunt Puperu: Plucky! Come to dinner!

Plucky: You know, something that R2 unit we got may have been stolen.

Own: What makes you think that?

Plucky: Well, they says there belong to someone called Oldie Von Moldie.

Own is greatly alarmed at the mention the name, but manages to control himself.

Plucky: Maybe there are talking about old Aunt Slappy what do you think?

Own breaks loose with a fit of uncontrolled anger.

Own: That old squirrel's just a crazy old comedian. Tomorrow I want you to
take that Bar-Stool unit into Anchorhead and have its memory flushed. That'll
be the end of it. It belongs to us now.
Plucky: But what if this Oldie comes looking for them?
Own: She won't, I don't think she exists any more. He died about the
same time as your father.
Plucky: She knew about my father?
Own: I told you to forget it.
Plucky: Yes, sir. I think those new droids are going to work out okay.
In fact, I, uh, was also thinking about our agreement about my staying
on another season. And if these droids do work out great, I want to
transmit my application to the Academy this year.

Own: Your not thinking of going before harvest?
Plucky: Why not there’s lots of droids here.
Own: But I need you here the most. Maybe next year.

Own: You must understand I need you here, Plucky.

Plucky: Yeah, that's what you said last year when Beg and Fifi left.
Aunt Puperu: Where are you going?
Plucky: To my room. I have to finish cleaning those droids.

Aunt Puperu: Own, he can't stay here forever. And you know that.
Own: I'll make it up to him next year. I promise.
Aunt Puperu: Plucky's just not a farmer, Own. He has too much of his
father in him.
Own: That's what I'm afraid of.

Creep-P-O: Hey watch it with that!
Plucky: I was just talking to my uncle and… what's wrong?
Creep-P-O: While you were in the house, Bar-Stool climbed out that window and went off to look for Oldie-Aunt Slappy.
Plucky: How did that metal thing climb into that very small hole on the wall with no hands…
Creep-P-O: Don't question. This is science fiction. We can do anything we want—let's just find him before your uncle discovers he's gong. Into your speedester.
Plucky: That’s just great!

Creep-P-O: Sorry that Bar-Stool have gone away.
Plucky: I can’t seem to fine him anywhere! It’s looks like we have to go fine him in the morning.

Own: Plucky? Plucky? Plucky? Where could he be loafing now!

Own: Have you seen Plucky this morning?
Aunt Puperu: He said he had some things to do before he started today, so he left early.
Own: Uh? Like what?
Aunt Puperu: Don’t know really.
Own: Well, he'd better have those units in the south range repaired
be midday or there'll be hell to pay!


Creep-P-O: This is quite a nice speedester, hey we found Bar-Stool but… gad! What's that?!
Plucky: That my friend are Sand in there feet People just don't make any sound or they well start to attacked us and you know what they're after.
Creep-P-O: Our skins?
Plucky: Worse! My CD player!

Plucky: Oh-Oh! Following that little clinker into the desert here has gotten us face-to-face with one of the dreaded sand in there feet people! Now he's gonna grind me up into sand myself! And me… a guy who's hated the beach all my life!

Aunt Slappy: Fear not, my futuristic friend… I will save you with my special power… Go away… Sandy person… or, in your own weird language… AMSCRAY! YEECH FEH! POO POO GAVALT! Special power being my incredible B.O… body odor works every time!

Aunt Slappy: I'm Oldie-Aunt Slappy! I drove off the Sand in there feet People when they attacked you, then bandaged your wounds! I'm an old warrior who's rather clever…!
Plucky: Yeah but I was hit in the head… and you bandaged my FOOT!!
Aunt Slappy: I'm ALSO rather senile!

Creep-P-O: So you're Oldie-Aunt Slappy! Wow! I heard about you! But you're old now… you should be collecting Intergalactic Social Security! How can you help us?
Aunt Slappy: With the power of the JOKE!
Plucky: The JOKE of good and righteousness?
Aunt Slappy: No… the JOKE of my contract and star value! Remember… I'm the only name actor in this whole furshlugginer cast!
Creep-P-O: Bar-Stool has a message for you. Would you like him to deliver it?
Aunt Slappy: Will I have to tip him?
Creep-P-O: We need help! It's our Princess! She's in terrible trouble! I'm now going to press a button on my companion here, and an image will appear with a massage that may mean life or death for the entire universe! Here goes…
Bar-Stool Massage: And now it's time for Animaniacs!
Creep-P-O: Whoops! Wrong button!
Plucky: Don't tell me you get THAT thing up here too!
Aunt Slappy: Yep! There's no way you can keep it out!
Princess Babs: Testing, testing one-two-three… Is this thing on? Aunt Slappy! Hi! How's the kids? Are the gerbils healthy?
Aunt Slappy: Will you get on with it, I'm growing old here!
Princess Babs: Oh… You've got to come to Balderon… save my planet! Save my people!.. and for beat values, save BIG at Mike's Interplanetary Radish Shop and don't forget buy five star ships and get one FREE!
Aunt Slappy: I hate commercial ads.
Princess Babs: Hey this massage ant’s cheap! Please save me, Oldie-Aunt Slappy,,, hey I got your name right! Wherever you are! You are my only hope! Otherwise, billions of people will be wiped out in a holocaust, the like of which civilization has never seen! And you think that's huge then check out a BIG sale at Jo-Jo's All You Can Eat at…
Aunt Slappy: O.K. that's enough of that now! Very well. Plucky. We will go into town, fine us a space ship and rescue Princess Dealer there! But first, I must teach you about the JOKE…
Plucky: The JOKE! What's that?!?
Aunt Slappy: It is a Power that is all around us! It is everywhere at all times! It knows all and sees all! It is eternal!
Plucky: They have something like that on Earth! It's called "The Internal Revenue Service"!
Aunt Slappy: Hey who does the Jokes around here! Anyway before we go your father wanted me to give you this…
Plucky: Wow a brown paper bag!
Aunt Slappy: No idiot! It's what inside the bag.
Plucky: Wow! A flash light!
Aunt Slappy: It's not a flash light… it's a Light Saber. Here take it! It will help you in your battles!
Plucky: Gosh! My very own lazer sword! I can hardly wait to try it out… WHOOPS!! Heh, heh! Sorry about that, lady!
Aunt Slappy: Never mind… It's only a flesh wound of the face! Lucky I'm on Medicaid.

Com Roderick: Until Hurt Star is fully operational we are vulnerable. The Rebels to smart. They're morecrazyer than you realize.

Adr Danforth: Dangerous to your starfleet, Commander, not to this battle station!
Com Roderick: The Rebellion will continue to gain a support in the Imperial
Senate as long as....


Com Roderick: What of the Rebellion? If the Rebels have obtained a
complete technical readout of this station, it is possible, however
unlikely, that they might find a punch-line and exploit it.

Duck Vader: The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands.

Adr Danforth: Any attack made by the Rebels against this station would be a useless gesture, no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use it!
Duck Vader: Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Joke.
Adr Danforth: Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader.
Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure
up the stolen data tapes, or given you clairvoyance enough to find the
Rebel's hidden fort...

Duck Vader: Ticlkel! Ticlkel! Ticlkel!
Adr Danforth: Hah-hah-hah! Stop it , hah-hah-hah I can’t berate!
Duck Vader: I find your lack of deordren disturbing.


Plucky: It looks like Sand-In-There-Feet people did this, all right. Just look, here are Gaffi sticks, Bantha tracks. They left a sine saying “Sand-In-There-Feet people was here”. It's just...I never heard of them hitting anything this big before.


Aunt Slappy: They didn't. But we are meant to think they did for two reson, one the duck-troopers came here to look for the droids and they did this to make us think the Sand-In-There-Feet people did it…
Plucky: And the other reson?
Aunt Slappy: They can’t spell anything beyond the letter “B”.

Plucky: Uncle Own! Aunt Parpure! Uncle Own!

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