TITLE CRAWL
Haunting drums, echoing reminders of times long past, play in the background as the text slowly crawls to infinity...
STAR WARS
It is a dark time for
Maverick. Chased from
New Vengler and his friends,
Maverick is hunted at every turn
by agents of the EVIL GALACTIC
EMPIRE and the bounty hunter GLOM.
He finds passage aboard
a star ship, the last chance
for refugees, rebel spies, and
the scum that prey on them to escape
the GALACTIC EMPIRE.
Meanwhile, a mysterious
woman tied intimately to
Maverick's fate, finds herself
aboard the ship and the subject
of a search...
..
EXT. SPACE
The camera pans across an empty space field to focus on a green planet. In the distance we can barely make out several ships moving to and from the planet. A large, bulky ship painted red and gold flies by the screen. The words "The Last Chance" are visible on the ship as it rockets by.
INT. PASSENGER SHIP
The camera moves inside the ship, into a dark room filled with gambling tables. Most are empty, but a small crowd has gathered around one. A mess of credits are strewn about the table. The camera zooms in.
Two men sit here. One is a young man, dressed in a dark, slightly ruffled suit. He lies playfully across the chair, holding his cards close to him. An empty holster hangs at his belt. His beat up hat sits crooked on his head. He has obviously not shaved for days. This is the gambler MAVERICK.
The camera does a close up of the other man, ZOFINE, a tall grey skinned alien. He is much older and well dressed. He wears the distinctive outfit of a Trade Federation Official. He fidgets uncomfortably in his seat, then looks up from his cards. He flashes a quick look to a bystander.
The camera does a close up of the bystander. A rough looking BODYGUARD, half his face painted blue. A scar runs down the unpainted side. He wears a bantha-skin racing cap, and a red cybernetic monocle covers one of his eyes. He looks at Maverick's cards, then back at the Trade Federation Official and shakes his head.
The camera backs off to show the table and both men, facing each other. From this angle, Maverick is covered in shadow and we can only make out a faint silhouette of him. The Trade Federation Official is leans forward under the heavy lights and speaks in a faint accent.
[ZOFINE]
"I have had... enough with your posturing, Maverick. Now we will see who will win the day."
He lays his cards down on the table. The camera zooms in on them, and then back out to the table. The various cards cause the crowd to gasp, then applaud politely.
The camera does a close-up of Zofine, who leans back, smiling, and crosses his arms. He glances to his Bodyguard.
The camera leaves the alien and closes in on Maverick. He leans forward, out of the shadows, and plays his hand, smiling the whole time. The camera zooms out, and the crowd lets out a cheer. The Official sits forward in his chair, looking at the cards.
[ZOFINE]
"Impossible!"
Maverick simply smiles and scoops up the credits. He continues talking while looking down at the table. The Bodyguard takes a step towards him.
[MAVERICK]
"Sorry boss, I guess this just isn't your day."
Maverick looks up at the Bodyguard.
[MAVERICK]
"And tell 'bright eyes' here to back off. I've had about enough of him."
The Bodyguard tenses up, and moves towards Maverick. Maverick stands up and away from the table, preparing himself for a fight.
The camera zooms in for a second on Maverick's sleeve, where we can see a small hold-out blaster tucked into some kind of mechanical holster. Maverick fingers the trigger device gently.
Before anything happens, Zofine puts his hand on the Bodyguard's shoulder.
[ZOFINE]
"Now now, my son, we don't want to cause a scene." [To Maverick] "We admit, the better man won. Why don't you spend your winnings, and we will
perhaps have another game."
[MAVERICK]
"Anytime."
Maverick stands ready while the Official leaves. The Bodyguard grabs one of the metal credit chips and squeezes it in his hand. His enormous arms flexes, and for a second his veins turn green as bio-enhancement drugs pump through his system. He releases the chip and it falls to the table as dust.