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brushwolf"[San Rafael] is a little upscale. Occasionally George Lucas used to drive into town for coffee and break all sorts of traffic laws."
"Let me guess. The traffic laws didn't actually match his original vision of San Rafael streets which he had twenty years ago?"
And along those lines, here's the latest revision for; Star Wars as a WWII film!
"Are all the crates up?"
"Yes."
"That's what I've just told the Prime Minister."
"Right then, seems to be a pretty typical planet-killer Jerry's launched at us this morning, so lock all S-foils in attack position and we should be back by tea. We're passing through their magnetic field, so ouble-day your eflectors-day forwards, what?
"Right then all wings report in."
"Red Four, tally-ho."
"Red Three, tally-ho."
"Red Five, tally-ho."
"Oh my. Oh my eye. Will you look at the size of that thing?"
"Stow the gab, Red Two, there's a good lad. All wings will cut across the main axis and - wait for it - cover Gold team."
"Herr Oberst! Wir benumeren gleich 30 Jäger, aber die sind so klein wir könnte nicht sie mit unsere Turbolasers verstört."
"Wir müßen ihn Schiff nach Schiff verstört. Alle Luftgruppe nach ihre Posten."
"Ja, sicher!"
"Red Four, watch your twelve!"
"Oh, no bother. No boAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"Death Star in range in four minutes."
"Always remember, Luke; only truth prevails, never untruth."
"Dashed sorry to interrupt, Red Group, but we've other signals, bogies headed your way."
"Right-o, we see them."
"Red Five, you've attracted a hanger-on."
"Biggs, pot that fellow!"
"Good shot, Wedge."
"Damn good shot."
"Hear hear."
"Manche ihre Jäger sind aus die Großter Kampfgruppe angeflugt. Kommen Sie bitte mit mir."
"Jawohl, Herr Oberst!"
"The ack-ack, it's stopped."
"Switch all deflectors full rear. Watch for the Hun in the Sun!"
"Ich hab' jetzt dich."
"Red Leader, come to point four five and we ought to give you a proper showing what?"
"Stay there, my starboard engine's rubbish. Get set up for your attack run AAAAGH."
"Biggs, Wedge, we're going in, we're going in full throttle."
"Not to dampen the endless enthusiasm, Luke, but at that speed can we pull out in time?"
"Oh, no bother, Biggs, it'll be just like playing the third wicket at St. Gashley's-on-Tine."
"Rather a lot of archie coming from that tower!"
"You worry about those Jerries, I'll worry about our old friend Archie!"
"Artoo, that rear deflectional stabilizer seems to have broken loose, do be a love and fix it up."
"Bweep DWOP."
"Die Force ist stark mit ihm!"
"Dare say I'll have to give this one a miss, my starboard engine seems to have copped it."
"Oh, leave it, Wedge, there's bugger all you can do back there."
"Luke, they're coming in too fast. Bit difficult holding them back."
"Luke! Remember that asatya implies unreality as well as untruth, and thus being unreal, cannot persist."
"Red Five, you've switched off your Targeting Computer, might there be a technical problem?"
"Oh, no problem, put up the kettle, I'll be back in time for tea."
"We seem to have lost Artoo. Damn shame really."
"Ich hab' jetzt dich. Was?"
"WACH AUF!"
"You're all clear, kid, now let's blow this thing so we can all go back and have a nice cuppa, eh?"
"Great shot, kid, that was aboat one in a million!"
"Remember, Luke; Atman continues although its apparent nature is temporal."
"Let me guess. The traffic laws didn't actually match his original vision of San Rafael streets which he had twenty years ago?"
And along those lines, here's the latest revision for; Star Wars as a WWII film!
"Are all the crates up?"
"Yes."
"That's what I've just told the Prime Minister."
"Right then, seems to be a pretty typical planet-killer Jerry's launched at us this morning, so lock all S-foils in attack position and we should be back by tea. We're passing through their magnetic field, so ouble-day your eflectors-day forwards, what?
"Right then all wings report in."
"Red Four, tally-ho."
"Red Three, tally-ho."
"Red Five, tally-ho."
"Oh my. Oh my eye. Will you look at the size of that thing?"
"Stow the gab, Red Two, there's a good lad. All wings will cut across the main axis and - wait for it - cover Gold team."
"Herr Oberst! Wir benumeren gleich 30 Jäger, aber die sind so klein wir könnte nicht sie mit unsere Turbolasers verstört."
"Wir müßen ihn Schiff nach Schiff verstört. Alle Luftgruppe nach ihre Posten."
"Ja, sicher!"
"Red Four, watch your twelve!"
"Oh, no bother. No boAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"Death Star in range in four minutes."
"Always remember, Luke; only truth prevails, never untruth."
"Dashed sorry to interrupt, Red Group, but we've other signals, bogies headed your way."
"Right-o, we see them."
"Red Five, you've attracted a hanger-on."
"Biggs, pot that fellow!"
"Good shot, Wedge."
"Damn good shot."
"Hear hear."
"Manche ihre Jäger sind aus die Großter Kampfgruppe angeflugt. Kommen Sie bitte mit mir."
"Jawohl, Herr Oberst!"
"The ack-ack, it's stopped."
"Switch all deflectors full rear. Watch for the Hun in the Sun!"
"Ich hab' jetzt dich."
"Red Leader, come to point four five and we ought to give you a proper showing what?"
"Stay there, my starboard engine's rubbish. Get set up for your attack run AAAAGH."
"Biggs, Wedge, we're going in, we're going in full throttle."
"Not to dampen the endless enthusiasm, Luke, but at that speed can we pull out in time?"
"Oh, no bother, Biggs, it'll be just like playing the third wicket at St. Gashley's-on-Tine."
"Rather a lot of archie coming from that tower!"
"You worry about those Jerries, I'll worry about our old friend Archie!"
"Artoo, that rear deflectional stabilizer seems to have broken loose, do be a love and fix it up."
"Bweep DWOP."
"Die Force ist stark mit ihm!"
"Dare say I'll have to give this one a miss, my starboard engine seems to have copped it."
"Oh, leave it, Wedge, there's bugger all you can do back there."
"Luke, they're coming in too fast. Bit difficult holding them back."
"Luke! Remember that asatya implies unreality as well as untruth, and thus being unreal, cannot persist."
"Red Five, you've switched off your Targeting Computer, might there be a technical problem?"
"Oh, no problem, put up the kettle, I'll be back in time for tea."
"We seem to have lost Artoo. Damn shame really."
"Ich hab' jetzt dich. Was?"
"WACH AUF!"
"You're all clear, kid, now let's blow this thing so we can all go back and have a nice cuppa, eh?"
"Great shot, kid, that was aboat one in a million!"
"Remember, Luke; Atman continues although its apparent nature is temporal."