I love how Lucas used the lowliest of the low in the Star Wars status to bring together a most amazing set of people and places; two droids brought together royalty, ruffian and a nobody; all three who would work together and be the key to crashing down the empire.
And, all along the way, Threepio and Artoo would be a great help to them; whether in interrupting Huts and Ewoks (and using their divine influence on some of them) for their understanding, or cutting up traps, throwing lightsabers, transmitting messages, or simply being a help and comfort.
Sir — not in an environment such as
this — that’s why I’ve also been
programmed for over thirty secondary
What I really need is a droid that
understands the binary language of
Vaporators! Sir — My first job was
programming binary load lifter…
very similar to your vaporators. You
Do you speak Bocce?
Of course I can, sir. It’s like a
second language for me… I’m as
fluent in Bocce…
All right shut up!
(turning to Jawa)
I’ll take this one.
Shutting up, sir.
What about that one?
What about that blue one? We’ll take
With a little reluctance the scruffy dwarf trades the damaged
astro-droid for Artoo.
Yeah, take it away.
Uh, I’m quite sure you’ll be very
pleased with that one, sir. He really
is in first-class condition. I’ve
worked with him before. Here he comes.
Owen pays off the whining Jawa as Luke and the two robots
trudge off toward a grimy homestead entry.
Okay, let’s go.
Now, don’t you forget this! Why I
should stick my neck out for you is
quite beyond my capacity!
Han takes Leia by the hand and steers her away from Lando.
Hello, sir. I am See-Threepio,
human-cyborg relations. My
facilities are at your…
Before Threepio can finish his self-introduction, Lando has turned to
follow Han and Leia, who are walking toward the city.
Oh, my head. Oh, my goodness!
When the Ewoks see Threepio, they let out a gasp and chatter among
themselves. Threepio speaks to them in their native tongue. The Ewok
nearest him drops his spear and prostrates himself before the droid. In
a moment, all the Ewoks have followed suit. Chewie lets out a puzzled
bark. Han and Luke regard the bowed creatures in wonder. The Ewoks
begin to chant at Threepio.
Do you understand anything they’re saying?
Oh, yes, Master Luke! Remember that I am fluent in over six million
What are you telling them?
Hello, I think… I could be mistaken. They’re using a very primitive
I do believe they think I am some sort of god.
Chewbacca and Artoo think that’s very funny. Han and Luke exchange
“what next?” looks.
Well, why don’t you use your divine influence and get us out of this?
I beg your pardon, General Solo, but that just wouldn’t be proper.
It’s against my programming to impersonate a deity.
Han moves toward Threepio threateningly.
Several Ewoks’ spears are thrust in Han’s face at the affront to their
god. The Ewoks move in to protect their god and Han is surrounded by a
menacing circle of spears, all aimed at him. He holds up his hands
My mistake. He’s an old friend of mine.