GARBAGE ROOM: As the walls rumble closed, the room gets smaller and smaller. Chewie is whining and trying to hold a wall back with his giant paws. Garbage is snapping and popping. Luke is trying to reach Threepio.

LUKE: Threepio! Come in, Threepio! Threepio!

Han and Leia try to brace the contracting walls with a pole. Leia begins to sink into the trash.

HAN: Get to the top!

LEIA: I can't

LUKE: Where could he be? Threepio! Threepio, will you come in?

MAIN FORWARD BAY - SERVICE PANEL.

THREEPIO: They aren't here! Something must have happened to them. See if they've been captured.

Little Artoo carefully plugs his claw arm into a new wall socket and a complex array of electronic sounds spew from the tiny robot.

THREEPIO: Hurry!

The walls are only feet apart. The princess is frightened.

HAN: One thing's for sure. We're all going to be a lot thinner!

Leia is terrified and suddenly groans as she feels the first crushing pressure against her body.

HAN: Get on top of it!

LEIA: I'm trying!

THREEPIO: Thank goodness, they haven't found them! Where could they be?

Artoo frantically beeps something to See-Threepio.

THREEPIO: Use the comlink? Oh, my! I forgot I turned it off!

Meanwhile, Luke is lying on his side, trying to keep his head above the rising ooze. Luke's comlink begins to buzz.

THREEPIO: Are you there, sir?

LUKE: Threepio!

THREEPIO: We've had some problems...

LUKE: (over comlink) Will you shut up and listen to me? Shut down all garbage mashers on the detention level, will you? Do you copy?

LUKE: Shut down all the garbage mashers on the detention level. (he repeats the order)

THREEPIO: (to Artoo) No. Shut them all down! Hurry!

Threepio is in agony as he hears the incredible screaming and hollering from Luke's comlink.

THREEPIO: Listen to them! They're dying, Artoo! Curse my metal body! I wasn't fast enough. It's all my fault! My poor master!

LUKE: (over comlink) Threepio, we're all right!

The screaming and hollering is the sound of joyous relief. The walls have stopped moving. Han, Chewie and Leia embrace in the background.

LUKE: We're all right. You did great.

Han moves to the pressure sensitive hatch, looking for a number.

LUKE: Hey...hey, open the pressure maintenance hatch on unit number... where are we?

HAN: (over comlink) Three-two-six-eight-two-seven.