Star Wars: The Lost Scripts (continued....)

Mos Eisley Spaceport
Stormtrooper Captain: How long have you had these droids?
Luke Starkiller: About 3 or 4 seasons, I guess.
Obi-Wan Kenobi: They're for sale, if you want them.
SC: I'd better see some identification.
O-W K: You don't need to see his identification...
SC: I don't need to see your identification.
O-W K: He can go about his business...
SC: You can go about your business.
O-W K: Move along...
SC: Move along.
(speeder departs)
SC: What a nice chap.
Other Stormtrooper: Uh, sir?
SC: Yes, what?
OS: Are you okay sir?
SC: Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
OS: It's just that they DID look awfully like the droids we were looking for, um...sir.
SC: Don't be ridiculous. We're looking for a gold protocol droid and an astromech.
OS: That was a gold protocol droid and an astromech, sir.
SC: Don't be so....(shakes head) (quietly) ...shit.
OS: Should we go get them, sir?
SC: What's your name, soldier?
OS: Um, THX1674, sir.
SC: Do you see this big orange thingie on my shoulder, THX1674?
OS: Yes sir, but they're getting...
SC: They don't just hand these out whenever you buy petrol, you know.
OS: But...
SC: SHUTUP! And that goes for all of you, if you know what's good for you.