Post by BrentKoivopolo888 on Jun 10, 2024 11:22:19 GMT -6
SC 72 INT PLATTO'S JUNK EMPORIUM - DAY
PLATTO and MANAKIN are in the middle of an animated discussion in Huttese.
PLATTO: Putt golf balls!
MANAKIN: No, bat baseballs!
PLATTO: McClunky. Maybe the key is cheese.
ANAKIN: Bananas, bananas!
LI-GON walks in, and PLATTO and MANAKIN join him.
PLATTO: The boy tells me you want to sponsor him insa race. How can you do this?! Not with ten cents, I think. (he laughs)
LI-GON: (Pulls a small holoprojector out of his pocket and flicks it on. A hologram of the Queen's spacecraft appears in front of PLATTO) My ship will be the entry fee. It's in good order, except for the parts we need.
PLATTO: Not bad, not bad, Nubian. But what will the boy ride. He smashed up my pod in the last race. Should take some time to fix it.
MANAKIN: It wasn't my fault, really! Sebulbous mooned me and I flicked him off and lost control of the pod. I actually saved about a third of the pod.....well a quarter of it anyway.
PLATTO: If my slave boy didn't have excuses he wouldn't talk at all.
LI-GON: I have acquired a pod in a game of chance, the fastest ever built.
PLATTO: I hope you didn't kill anyone I know for it. (laughs)....did you?
LI-GON: I don't think so.
PLATTO: Ok, just so we're clear on that.....So, you supply the pod and the entry fee; I supply the boy and we split the winnings, fifty-fifty, I think.
LI-GON: (Presses forward towards PLATTO) If it's going to be fifty-fifty I suggest you front the cash for the entry. If we win, you keep all the winnings, minus the cost of the parts I need...if we lose, you keep my ship.
PLATTO thinks about this. MANAKIN tries not to be nervous.
LI-GON: (CONT'D) Either way, you win.
PLATTO: Deal! (They strike hands) (To MANAKIN, in Huttese, subtitled : ) Your friend is a damned fool, methinks.
PLATTO and MANAKIN are in the middle of an animated discussion in Huttese.
PLATTO: Putt golf balls!
MANAKIN: No, bat baseballs!
PLATTO: McClunky. Maybe the key is cheese.
ANAKIN: Bananas, bananas!
LI-GON walks in, and PLATTO and MANAKIN join him.
PLATTO: The boy tells me you want to sponsor him insa race. How can you do this?! Not with ten cents, I think. (he laughs)
LI-GON: (Pulls a small holoprojector out of his pocket and flicks it on. A hologram of the Queen's spacecraft appears in front of PLATTO) My ship will be the entry fee. It's in good order, except for the parts we need.
PLATTO: Not bad, not bad, Nubian. But what will the boy ride. He smashed up my pod in the last race. Should take some time to fix it.
MANAKIN: It wasn't my fault, really! Sebulbous mooned me and I flicked him off and lost control of the pod. I actually saved about a third of the pod.....well a quarter of it anyway.
PLATTO: If my slave boy didn't have excuses he wouldn't talk at all.
LI-GON: I have acquired a pod in a game of chance, the fastest ever built.
PLATTO: I hope you didn't kill anyone I know for it. (laughs)....did you?
LI-GON: I don't think so.
PLATTO: Ok, just so we're clear on that.....So, you supply the pod and the entry fee; I supply the boy and we split the winnings, fifty-fifty, I think.
LI-GON: (Presses forward towards PLATTO) If it's going to be fifty-fifty I suggest you front the cash for the entry. If we win, you keep all the winnings, minus the cost of the parts I need...if we lose, you keep my ship.
PLATTO thinks about this. MANAKIN tries not to be nervous.
LI-GON: (CONT'D) Either way, you win.
PLATTO: Deal! (They strike hands) (To MANAKIN, in Huttese, subtitled : ) Your friend is a damned fool, methinks.