Vader:
The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands.
ãã®èšèšå³ãªãã°ããã«æã ã®æã«æ»ãã
Motti:
Any attack by the Rebels against this station would be a useless gesture no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use it.
圌ããã©ããªæè¡ããŒã¿ãæã«å ¥ããããšãåä¹±è»ããã®ã¹ããŒã·ã§ã³ã«è¡ãæ»æã¯ãã¹ãŠç¡æå³ãªãžã§ã¹ãã£ãŒã«éããªããããã®ã¹ããŒã·ã§ã³ã¯ããŸãå®å®ã§æåŒ·ã®åãæã«å ¥ãããããã䜿ãã°ããã
Vader:
Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
èªåã§ç¯ãäžããç§åŠæè¡ã®ææãéä¿¡ããªãããšã ãææãç Žå£ã§ããåãšãŠãã©ãŒã¹ã®åã®åã«ã¯åãã«è¶³ããååšã ã
Motti:
Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader. Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure up the stolen data tapes or given you clairvoyance enough to find the Rebels' hidden fortress--
éè¡ã§æã ãè ããããªç䌌ã¯ãããŠããããŸãããŽã§ã€ããŒå¿ãå€ãããã宿ãžã®ããããæ ç±ãéè¡ã§çãŸããããŒã¿ã»ããŒããåãæ»ããŠãããã®ããïŒãããšãåä¹±è»ã®ç§å¯èŠå¡ãèŠã€ããåéçŒã§ãäžããŠãããã®ããã»ã»ã»
Vader:
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
信念ãžã®åæ¶ã¯äžæå¿«ã ã
Tarkin:
Enough of this. Vader, release him.
ããããããŽã§ã€ããŒãæŸããŠããã
Vader:
As you wish.
ãæã¿ã®ãŸãŸã«ã
Tarkin:
This bickering is pointless. Lord Vader will provide us with the location of the Rebel fortress by the time this station is operational. We will then crush the Rebellion with one swift stroke.
å£è«ã¯ç¡æå³ã ããŽã§ã€ããŒå¿ã¯ãã®ã¹ããŒã·ã§ã³ã宿ãããŸã§ã«åä¹±è»èŠå¡ã®ããããèŠã€ãåºããŠãããã ããããã®ãšãããå³åº§ã«äžæã§åä¹±ã壿» ãããŠããããã
Tatooine -- Jundland Waste
Luke:
It looks like the Sand People did this. There's gaffi sticks, bantha tracks. I've just never heard of them hitting anything this big before.
ãµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã®ä»æ¥ã®ããã ããã¬ããã£ã®æã«ãã³ãµã®è¶³è·¡ãããããããªã«å€§ããªãã®ã襲æãããªããŠèããããšããªããã
Ben:
They didn't, but we are meant to think they did. These tracks are side-by-side. Sand People always ride single file to hide their numbers.
圌ãã®ä»æ¥ãããªãããæã ã«ããæãããããšããŠãããã ããã®è¶³è·¡ã¯äžŠãã§ããããµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã¯æ°ãé ãããã«å¿ ãäžåã§ç§»åãããã ã
Luke:
These are the same Jawas that sold us R2 and 3PO.
åãã«R2ãš3POã売ã£ãã®ãšåããžã£ã¯ãã¡ã ã
Ben:
And these blast points, too accurate for Sand People. Only Imperial stormtroopers are so precise.
ããã«ãã®å°æã®å¶åºŠããµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã«ããŠã¯æ£ç¢ºãããããããªããšãã§ããã®ã¯åžåœè»ã®ã¹ããŒã ãã«ãŒããŒã ãã ã
Luke:
But why would Imperial troops want to slaughter Jawas?
ã§ããªãåžåœè»ã®å µå£«ããžã£ã¯ãèæ®ºããå¿ èŠããã£ããã ããïŒ
Luke:
If they traced the robots here, they may have learned who they sold them to and that would lead them back... home.
ãã®ãããããã¡ã远ã£ãŠããã®ã ãšãããã圌ãã¯èª°ã«å£²ã£ãã®ããèããã¯ãã ããããŠããã¯ã»ã»ã»å®¶ãå±ãªãã
Ben:
Wait, Luke. It's too dangerous.
åŸ ãŠãã«ãŒã¯ãå±éºãããã
Tatooine -- Lars' Homestead
Luke:
Uncle Owen. Aunt Beru.
ãªãŒãŠã§ã³åç¶ããããã«ãŒåæ¯ããã
Death Star -- Detention Block
Vader:
Now, Your Highness, we will discuss the location of your hidden Rebel base.
ããŠå§«åãåä¹±è»ã®ç§å¯åºå°ã«ã€ããŠã話ããŸããããã
Tatooine -- Jundland Waste
Ben:
There's nothing you could have done, had you been there. You'd have been killed too, and the droids would now be in the hands of the Empire.
ãã®å Žã«å± åããããšããŠãåã«ã§ããããšã¯äœããªãã£ãããåãæ®ºãããããŸããã¯ããã€ããåžåœã®æã«èœã¡ãŠããã ããã
Luke:
I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my father.
äžç·ã«ãªã«ãã©ã³ãžè¡ãããããããã«ã¯çšã¯ãªãããã©ãŒã¹ã®éãåŠãã§ç¶ããã®ããã«ãžã§ãã€ã»ãã€ãã«ãªããã
Tatooine -- Bluff
Ben:
Mos Eisley spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
ã¢ã¹ã»ã¢ã€ãºãªãŒå®å®æž¯ã ããã以äžãªãäžè¡ãšæªå ã©ãã®ã¿ããŒãããå·£çªã ãçšå¿ãããã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
Trooper:
How long have you had these droids?
ãã®ããã€ããã¡ã¯ãã€ãã䜿ã£ãŠããïŒ
Luke:
Three or four seasons.
3ã4ã·ãŒãºã³ã ã
Ben:
They're up for sale if you want them.
欲ãããã売ã£ãŠããããã
Trooper:
Let me see your identification.
身åèšŒææžãèŠããã
Ben:
You don't need to see his identification.
ããŸããããã¡ã«ã¯åœŒã®èº«åèšŒææžãèŠãå¿ èŠã¯ãªãã
Trooper:
We don't need to see his identification.
圌ã®èº«åèšŒææžãèŠãå¿ èŠã¯ãªãã
Ben:
These aren't the droids you're looking for.
ããã¯ããŸããããã¡ãæ¢ããŠãããã€ããããªãã
Trooper:
These aren't the droids we're looking for.
ããã¯æã ãæ¢ããŠããããã€ããããªãã
Ben:
He can go about his business.
圌ã¯ä»äºã«åãæãã£ãŠãããã
Trooper:
You can go about your business.
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Ben:
Move along.
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Trooper:
Move along. Move along.
è¡ã£ãŠããããè¡ãã
3PO:
I can't abide those Jawas. Disgusting creatures.
ãžã£ã¯ã¯ææ ¢ãªããŸãããæ°æã¡ã®æªãçãç©ã§ãã
Luke:
Go on, go on.
ãã£ã¡ãžè¡ãã
Luke:
I can't understand how we got by those troops. I thought we were dead.
ãã®å µå£«ãã¡ã¯ã©ãããŠè¡ãããŠããããã ãããæ®ºããããšæã£ããã
Ben:
The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded.
ãã©ãŒã¹ã¯åŒ±ãææã«åŒ·ã圱é¿ãåãŒãããšãã§ãããã ã
Luke:
You really think we're gonna find a pilot here to take us to Alderaan?
æ¬åœã«ãããªãšããã§ãªã«ãã©ã³ãžé£ããŠè¡ã£ãŠããããã€ããããèŠã€ããã®ïŒ
Ben:
Most of the best freighter pilots are to be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough.
è å©ãã®è²šç©è¹ãã€ãããã®å€ãã¯ãããããšããã§èŠã€ãããã®ã ãçšå¿ããããããã¯å°ãèã£ãœãã
Luke:
I'm ready for anything.
èŠæã¯ã§ããŠããã
3PO:
Come along, R2.
ããã§ãR2ã
Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Wuher:
Hey. We don't serve their kind here.
ãããããã€ãã¯ãæãã ã
Luke:
What?
äœã ã£ãŠïŒ
Wuher:
Your droids. They'll have to wait outside. We don't want them here.
ããã€ãã ããããã€ãã¯å€ã§åŸ ãããŠããããããããæããªãã ã
Luke:
Wait out by the speeder. We don't want any trouble.
ã¹ããŒããŒã®ãšããã§åŸ ã£ãŠãŠãããåä»ããšã¯èµ·ãããããªããã ã
3PO:
I heartily agree with you, sir.
å¿ããè³åããããŸããã䞻人æ§ã
Luke:
I'll have one of those.
ãããäžæ¯ããã
Evazan:
He doesn't like you.
ããŸããæ°ã«å ¥ããããã ãšãã
Luke:
I'm sorry.
ããããã
Evazan:
I don't like you either. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on 12 systems.
俺ãããŸããæ°ã«å ¥ããããªãæ°ãã€ãããã俺ãã¡ã¯ãå°ãè ã ã俺ã¯12ã®æç³»ã§æ»åã宣åãããŠããã ã
Luke:
I'll be careful then.
ãããæ°ãã€ãããã
Evazan:
You'll be dead.
æ»ã«ãŠããã
Ben:
This little one's not worth the effort. Come, let me get you something.
ãããªåäŸçžæã«ãããªãããã»ããäœããªãŽããã
Wuher:
No blasters! No blasters!
ãã©ã¹ã¿ãŒã¯ãã¡ã ïŒãã©ã¹ã¿ãŒã¯ãããïŒ
Luke:
I'm all right.
倧äžå€«ã ãã
Ben:
Chewbacca here is first mate on a ship that might suit us.
ãã®ãã¥ãŒããã«ã¯ç§ãã¡ãä¹ããŠãããè¹ã®äžçèªæ³å£«ã ãã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
3PO:
I don't like the look of this.
ããããã®ã¯å¥œããããªããã ãã©ãã
Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Han:
Han Solo. I'm captain of Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system.
ãã³ã»ãœãã ãïŒãã¬ãã¢ã ã»ãã¡ã«ã³ã³ïŒã®è¹é·ãããŠãããã¥ãŒã€ãŒã®è©±ããããããããªã«ãã©ã³æç³»è¡ãã®äŸ¿ãæ¢ããŠããã ã£ãŠãªã
Ben:
Yes, indeed, if it's a fast ship.
ããã«ããã®ãšããã ãé«éè¹ãªãã°ãã
Han:
Fast ship? You've never heard of Millennium Falcon?
é«éè¹ã ïŒïŒãã¬ãã¢ã ã»ãã¡ã«ã³ã³ïŒãç¥ãããã®ãïŒ
Ben:
Should I have?
ç¥ãã¯ãããªãã ãïŒ
Han:
It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than 12 parsecs. I've outrun Imperial starships. Not the local bulk cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships now. She's fast enough for you, old man. What's the cargo?
ã±ãã»ã«ã»ã©ã³ã12ããŒã»ã¯ã§é§ãæããè¹ã ãåžåœè»ã®å®å®è¹ãåºãæããããšããããèšã£ãŠãããç°èã®å€§åã¯ã«ãŒã¶ãŒãããªãããã³ã¬ãªã¢è£œã®å€§åè¹ã®ããšãèšã£ãŠããã ãã¹ããŒãã¯ä»»ããŠãããªãçºãããç©è·ã¯äœã ïŒ
Ben:
Only passengers--myself, the boy, two droids...and no questions asked.
ä¹å®¢ã ãã ãã»ã»ã»ç§ãšããã®å°å¹Žãããã€ãã2äœã»ã»ã»è³ªåã¯äžåãªãã§é Œãã
Han:
Is it some kind of local trouble?
ããã§äœãæãäºã§ãèµ·ãããã®ãïŒ
Ben:
Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements.
åžåœè»ãšã®ãŽã¿ãŽã¿ãé¿ããããããšã ãèšã£ãŠãããã
Han:
Well, that's the real trick, isn't it? And it's gonna cost you something extra. 10,000, all in advance.
ã»ããããã¯åä»ã ãªïŒãªãå²ãå¢ãæéãããã ãããåéã§ãã£ãã10,000ã ã
Luke:
10,000? We could almost buy our own ship for that.
10,000ã ã£ãŠïŒããã ãããã°èªåã®å®å®è¹ãè²·ãããããªããã
Han:
But who's gonna fly it, kid? You?
ã©ãªãããæçžŠãïŒåäž»ãããŸãããããïŒ
Luke:
You bet I could. I'm not such a bad pilot. We don't have to sit here and listen.
ã§ãããããããªè ã®æªããã€ããããããªãããããªãšããã§åº§ã£ãŠè©±ããŠããŠãç¡é§ã ã
Ben:
We can pay you 2,000 now...plus 15 when we reach Alderaan.
ãšãããã2,000æããã»ã»ã»ãããŠãªã«ãã©ã³ã«å°çãããšãã«è¿œå ã§15,000ã ã
Han:
Seventeen?
17,000ãïŒ
Han:
Okay, you guys got yourselves a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're ready. Docking Bay 94.
ãããåŒãåãããããããã®æºåãåºæ¥æ¬¡ç¬¬é£ã¹ããããããã³ã°ã»ãã€94ã ã
Ben:
Ninety-four.
94ã ãªã
Han:
Looks like somebody's beginning to take an interest in your handiwork.
èŠããã誰ãããããããã®é¢ãæ¥ã«èå³ããã£ãããã ãã
Felth:
All right. We'll check it out.
ããã£ãã調ã¹ããã
Han:
17,000. Those guys must really be desperate. This could really save my neck. Get back to the ship, get it ready.
17,000ã ãšãããã®é£äžæ¬åœã«æ»ã«ç©çããªãã ãªãããã§æ¬åœã«ä¿ºã®éŠãç¹ãããè¹ã«æ»ã£ãŠæºåããŠããã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
Ben:
You'll have to sell your speeder.
ã¹ããŒããŒã売ããªããšãããªããªã
Luke:
That's okay. I'm never coming back to this planet again.
ãããããããã®ææã«ã¯äºåºŠãšæ»ã£ãŠããªãããã
Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Greedo:
Oota-goota,Solo? (Going somewhere, Solo?)
ãŠãŒã¿ïŒã°ãŒã¿ããœãïŒïŒã©ããžè¡ããã£ãŠãã ããœãïŒïŒ
Han:
Yes, Greedo. As a matter of act, I was just going to see your boss. Tell Jabba that I've got his money.
ãããã°ãªãŒãããã¡ããã©ããã£ããããŸãã®ãã¹ã«äŒãã«è¡ãããšããŠããšããã ããžã£ãã«éãã§ãããšäŒããŠããã
Greedo:
Soampeeta-lay, Eemal-aitrantee-tachk-ma gee-ghkeet'na. Jabbawa-neen-chichko-ka soanoo-eeshah-neetrai-tran-a-ee wan-warooska. Chaskinyawich-yootzoo. (It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the chance. Jabba's put a price on your head so large...every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm lucky I found you first.)
ãœã³ãã¿ïŒã¬ã€ãã€ãŒãã«ïŒã¢ã€ãã©ã³ãã£ãŒïŒã¿ãã¯ïŒãã»ã°ããŒããããžã£ãã¯ïŒããŒã³ïŒãã³ïŒã«ã»ãœããŒïŒã€ãŒã·ã£ãŒïŒããŒãã¬ã€ïŒãã©ã³ïŒã¢ïŒã€ãŒã»ã¯ã³ïŒã¯ã«ãŒã¹ã«ããã£ã¹ããã£ãŠã£ãã¯ïŒãŠãŒããŸãŒãïŒããŸããé ããããŸã æã¿ã®ãããã¡ã«æã£ãŠããã¹ãã ã£ããªããžã£ãã¯ããŸãã®éŠã«ã§ããè³éããããã»ã»ã»éæ²³äžã®è³é皌ãããåãæ¢ããŠãããæåã«èŠã€ãã俺ã¯ãã€ãŠãã£ãŠããã ãïŒ
Han:
Yeah, but this time I've got the money.
ãããããã ãä»åºŠã¯æ¬åœã«éãã§ãããã ã
Greedo:
Elchai-yachkoolkain-tai cool-a-coo-soo-a. (If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.)
ãšã«ãã£ã€ïŒã€ã¯ã¯ãŒã«ã«ã€ã³ïŒã¿ã€ã»ã¯ãŒã«ïŒã¢ïŒã¯ãŒïŒã¹ãŒïŒã¢ãïŒä¿ºã«æž¡ãã°èŠéããŠãã£ãŠãããããïŒ
Han:
I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba--
ããã«ãããã«ã¯ãªããã ããžã£ãã«èšã£ãŠããã»ã»ã»
Greedo:
Tsee-nahaichee-kee! SochkoolROOLyapoolya-yaool-ra si pachki chka coo-shoo-koo poo-yoo-wa twee-pee. (Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers...who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.)
ãã£ãŒïŒããã€ããŒïŒããŒïŒãœãã¯ãŒã«ã«ãŒãªã£ããŒãªã£ïŒã€ãŠãŒã«ïŒã©ã»ã·ã»ãããã»ãã«ã¯ãŒïŒã·ã¥ãŒïŒã¯ãŒã»ããŒïŒãŠãŒïŒã¯ã»ããŠã£ãŒïŒããŒãïŒãžã£ãã¯ããŸãã«ã¯ããããããŠããã ãå¯èŒžæ¥è ã©ããçžæã«ããŠãæã¯ãªããã ãšãã»ã»ã»ãããåžåœè»ã®è¹ãè¿ã¥ããã ãã§ç©è·ãæšãŠããããªãã€ã«ã¯ãªãïŒ
Han:
Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?
ä¹ã蟌ãã§ããããšããããã ãä»ã«éžæè¢ããã£ããšæããïŒ
Greedo:
KTRA! Jabba POO pacoom-PAKni ACHKat AN-pa! (You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship.)
ã¯ãã©ïŒãžã£ãã»ããŒã»ãã¯ãŒã ïŒãã³ãã»ã¢ã¯ã«ããã»ã¢ã³ïŒãïŒïŒãžã£ãã«ããèšããã ãªãè¹ãåãã ãã§èš±ããŠããããããããªãããïŒ
Han:
Over my dead body.
ä¿ºãæ»ãã§ããã«ããŠããã
Greedo:
Oochlayyoo-ma. Chess bookoo-tootachkeest-CHKREN-ko,ya ol-chka. (That's the idea. I've been looking forward to this for a long time.)
ãŠãŒã¯ã¬ã€ãŠãŒïŒãããã§ã¹ã»ããŒã¯ãŒïŒãã¥ãŒã¿ãããŒã¹ãã»ã¯ã¯ã¬ã³ïŒã³ãã€ã»ãªã«ïŒãã«ãïŒããã€ã¯åæ¡ã ã俺ã¯ããã€ãé·ãããšåŸ ã£ãŠããã ãïŒ
Han:
I'll bet you have.
é æ ®ãªããã£ãŠãããã
Han:
Sorry about the mess.
è¿·æããããªã
Death Star -- Corridor
The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands.
ãã®èšèšå³ãªãã°ããã«æã ã®æã«æ»ãã
Motti:
Any attack by the Rebels against this station would be a useless gesture no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use it.
圌ããã©ããªæè¡ããŒã¿ãæã«å ¥ããããšãåä¹±è»ããã®ã¹ããŒã·ã§ã³ã«è¡ãæ»æã¯ãã¹ãŠç¡æå³ãªãžã§ã¹ãã£ãŒã«éããªããããã®ã¹ããŒã·ã§ã³ã¯ããŸãå®å®ã§æåŒ·ã®åãæã«å ¥ãããããã䜿ãã°ããã
Vader:
Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
èªåã§ç¯ãäžããç§åŠæè¡ã®ææãéä¿¡ããªãããšã ãææãç Žå£ã§ããåãšãŠãã©ãŒã¹ã®åã®åã«ã¯åãã«è¶³ããååšã ã
Motti:
Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader. Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure up the stolen data tapes or given you clairvoyance enough to find the Rebels' hidden fortress--
éè¡ã§æã ãè ããããªç䌌ã¯ãããŠããããŸãããŽã§ã€ããŒå¿ãå€ãããã宿ãžã®ããããæ ç±ãéè¡ã§çãŸããããŒã¿ã»ããŒããåãæ»ããŠãããã®ããïŒãããšãåä¹±è»ã®ç§å¯èŠå¡ãèŠã€ããåéçŒã§ãäžããŠãããã®ããã»ã»ã»
Vader:
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
信念ãžã®åæ¶ã¯äžæå¿«ã ã
Tarkin:
Enough of this. Vader, release him.
ããããããŽã§ã€ããŒãæŸããŠããã
Vader:
As you wish.
ãæã¿ã®ãŸãŸã«ã
Tarkin:
This bickering is pointless. Lord Vader will provide us with the location of the Rebel fortress by the time this station is operational. We will then crush the Rebellion with one swift stroke.
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Tatooine -- Jundland Waste
Luke:
It looks like the Sand People did this. There's gaffi sticks, bantha tracks. I've just never heard of them hitting anything this big before.
ãµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã®ä»æ¥ã®ããã ããã¬ããã£ã®æã«ãã³ãµã®è¶³è·¡ãããããããªã«å€§ããªãã®ã襲æãããªããŠèããããšããªããã
Ben:
They didn't, but we are meant to think they did. These tracks are side-by-side. Sand People always ride single file to hide their numbers.
圌ãã®ä»æ¥ãããªãããæã ã«ããæãããããšããŠãããã ããã®è¶³è·¡ã¯äžŠãã§ããããµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã¯æ°ãé ãããã«å¿ ãäžåã§ç§»åãããã ã
Luke:
These are the same Jawas that sold us R2 and 3PO.
åãã«R2ãš3POã売ã£ãã®ãšåããžã£ã¯ãã¡ã ã
Ben:
And these blast points, too accurate for Sand People. Only Imperial stormtroopers are so precise.
ããã«ãã®å°æã®å¶åºŠããµã³ãã»ããŒãã«ã«ããŠã¯æ£ç¢ºãããããããªããšãã§ããã®ã¯åžåœè»ã®ã¹ããŒã ãã«ãŒããŒã ãã ã
Luke:
But why would Imperial troops want to slaughter Jawas?
ã§ããªãåžåœè»ã®å µå£«ããžã£ã¯ãèæ®ºããå¿ èŠããã£ããã ããïŒ
Luke:
If they traced the robots here, they may have learned who they sold them to and that would lead them back... home.
ãã®ãããããã¡ã远ã£ãŠããã®ã ãšãããã圌ãã¯èª°ã«å£²ã£ãã®ããèããã¯ãã ããããŠããã¯ã»ã»ã»å®¶ãå±ãªãã
Ben:
Wait, Luke. It's too dangerous.
åŸ ãŠãã«ãŒã¯ãå±éºãããã
Tatooine -- Lars' Homestead
Luke:
Uncle Owen. Aunt Beru.
ãªãŒãŠã§ã³åç¶ããããã«ãŒåæ¯ããã
Death Star -- Detention Block
Vader:
Now, Your Highness, we will discuss the location of your hidden Rebel base.
ããŠå§«åãåä¹±è»ã®ç§å¯åºå°ã«ã€ããŠã話ããŸããããã
Tatooine -- Jundland Waste
Ben:
There's nothing you could have done, had you been there. You'd have been killed too, and the droids would now be in the hands of the Empire.
ãã®å Žã«å± åããããšããŠãåã«ã§ããããšã¯äœããªãã£ãããåãæ®ºãããããŸããã¯ããã€ããåžåœã®æã«èœã¡ãŠããã ããã
Luke:
I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my father.
äžç·ã«ãªã«ãã©ã³ãžè¡ãããããããã«ã¯çšã¯ãªãããã©ãŒã¹ã®éãåŠãã§ç¶ããã®ããã«ãžã§ãã€ã»ãã€ãã«ãªããã
Tatooine -- Bluff
Ben:
Mos Eisley spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
ã¢ã¹ã»ã¢ã€ãºãªãŒå®å®æž¯ã ããã以äžãªãäžè¡ãšæªå ã©ãã®ã¿ããŒãããå·£çªã ãçšå¿ãããã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
Trooper:
How long have you had these droids?
ãã®ããã€ããã¡ã¯ãã€ãã䜿ã£ãŠããïŒ
Luke:
Three or four seasons.
3ã4ã·ãŒãºã³ã ã
Ben:
They're up for sale if you want them.
欲ãããã売ã£ãŠããããã
Trooper:
Let me see your identification.
身åèšŒææžãèŠããã
Ben:
You don't need to see his identification.
ããŸããããã¡ã«ã¯åœŒã®èº«åèšŒææžãèŠãå¿ èŠã¯ãªãã
Trooper:
We don't need to see his identification.
圌ã®èº«åèšŒææžãèŠãå¿ èŠã¯ãªãã
Ben:
These aren't the droids you're looking for.
ããã¯ããŸããããã¡ãæ¢ããŠãããã€ããããªãã
Trooper:
These aren't the droids we're looking for.
ããã¯æã ãæ¢ããŠããããã€ããããªãã
Ben:
He can go about his business.
圌ã¯ä»äºã«åãæãã£ãŠãããã
Trooper:
You can go about your business.
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Ben:
Move along.
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Trooper:
Move along. Move along.
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3PO:
I can't abide those Jawas. Disgusting creatures.
ãžã£ã¯ã¯ææ ¢ãªããŸãããæ°æã¡ã®æªãçãç©ã§ãã
Luke:
Go on, go on.
ãã£ã¡ãžè¡ãã
Luke:
I can't understand how we got by those troops. I thought we were dead.
ãã®å µå£«ãã¡ã¯ã©ãããŠè¡ãããŠããããã ãããæ®ºããããšæã£ããã
Ben:
The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded.
ãã©ãŒã¹ã¯åŒ±ãææã«åŒ·ã圱é¿ãåãŒãããšãã§ãããã ã
Luke:
You really think we're gonna find a pilot here to take us to Alderaan?
æ¬åœã«ãããªãšããã§ãªã«ãã©ã³ãžé£ããŠè¡ã£ãŠããããã€ããããèŠã€ããã®ïŒ
Ben:
Most of the best freighter pilots are to be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough.
è å©ãã®è²šç©è¹ãã€ãããã®å€ãã¯ãããããšããã§èŠã€ãããã®ã ãçšå¿ããããããã¯å°ãèã£ãœãã
Luke:
I'm ready for anything.
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3PO:
Come along, R2.
ããã§ãR2ã
Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Wuher:
Hey. We don't serve their kind here.
ãããããã€ãã¯ãæãã ã
Luke:
What?
äœã ã£ãŠïŒ
Wuher:
Your droids. They'll have to wait outside. We don't want them here.
ããã€ãã ããããã€ãã¯å€ã§åŸ ãããŠããããããããæããªãã ã
Luke:
Wait out by the speeder. We don't want any trouble.
ã¹ããŒããŒã®ãšããã§åŸ ã£ãŠãŠãããåä»ããšã¯èµ·ãããããªããã ã
3PO:
I heartily agree with you, sir.
å¿ããè³åããããŸããã䞻人æ§ã
Luke:
I'll have one of those.
ãããäžæ¯ããã
Evazan:
He doesn't like you.
ããŸããæ°ã«å ¥ããããã ãšãã
Luke:
I'm sorry.
ããããã
Evazan:
I don't like you either. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence on 12 systems.
俺ãããŸããæ°ã«å ¥ããããªãæ°ãã€ãããã俺ãã¡ã¯ãå°ãè ã ã俺ã¯12ã®æç³»ã§æ»åã宣åãããŠããã ã
Luke:
I'll be careful then.
ãããæ°ãã€ãããã
Evazan:
You'll be dead.
æ»ã«ãŠããã
Ben:
This little one's not worth the effort. Come, let me get you something.
ãããªåäŸçžæã«ãããªãããã»ããäœããªãŽããã
Wuher:
No blasters! No blasters!
ãã©ã¹ã¿ãŒã¯ãã¡ã ïŒãã©ã¹ã¿ãŒã¯ãããïŒ
Luke:
I'm all right.
倧äžå€«ã ãã
Ben:
Chewbacca here is first mate on a ship that might suit us.
ãã®ãã¥ãŒããã«ã¯ç§ãã¡ãä¹ããŠãããè¹ã®äžçèªæ³å£«ã ãã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
3PO:
I don't like the look of this.
ããããã®ã¯å¥œããããªããã ãã©ãã
Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Han:
Han Solo. I'm captain of Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system.
ãã³ã»ãœãã ãïŒãã¬ãã¢ã ã»ãã¡ã«ã³ã³ïŒã®è¹é·ãããŠãããã¥ãŒã€ãŒã®è©±ããããããããªã«ãã©ã³æç³»è¡ãã®äŸ¿ãæ¢ããŠããã ã£ãŠãªã
Ben:
Yes, indeed, if it's a fast ship.
ããã«ããã®ãšããã ãé«éè¹ãªãã°ãã
Han:
Fast ship? You've never heard of Millennium Falcon?
é«éè¹ã ïŒïŒãã¬ãã¢ã ã»ãã¡ã«ã³ã³ïŒãç¥ãããã®ãïŒ
Ben:
Should I have?
ç¥ãã¯ãããªãã ãïŒ
Han:
It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than 12 parsecs. I've outrun Imperial starships. Not the local bulk cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships now. She's fast enough for you, old man. What's the cargo?
ã±ãã»ã«ã»ã©ã³ã12ããŒã»ã¯ã§é§ãæããè¹ã ãåžåœè»ã®å®å®è¹ãåºãæããããšããããèšã£ãŠãããç°èã®å€§åã¯ã«ãŒã¶ãŒãããªãããã³ã¬ãªã¢è£œã®å€§åè¹ã®ããšãèšã£ãŠããã ãã¹ããŒãã¯ä»»ããŠãããªãçºãããç©è·ã¯äœã ïŒ
Ben:
Only passengers--myself, the boy, two droids...and no questions asked.
ä¹å®¢ã ãã ãã»ã»ã»ç§ãšããã®å°å¹Žãããã€ãã2äœã»ã»ã»è³ªåã¯äžåãªãã§é Œãã
Han:
Is it some kind of local trouble?
ããã§äœãæãäºã§ãèµ·ãããã®ãïŒ
Ben:
Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements.
åžåœè»ãšã®ãŽã¿ãŽã¿ãé¿ããããããšã ãèšã£ãŠãããã
Han:
Well, that's the real trick, isn't it? And it's gonna cost you something extra. 10,000, all in advance.
ã»ããããã¯åä»ã ãªïŒãªãå²ãå¢ãæéãããã ãããåéã§ãã£ãã10,000ã ã
Luke:
10,000? We could almost buy our own ship for that.
10,000ã ã£ãŠïŒããã ãããã°èªåã®å®å®è¹ãè²·ãããããªããã
Han:
But who's gonna fly it, kid? You?
ã©ãªãããæçžŠãïŒåäž»ãããŸãããããïŒ
Luke:
You bet I could. I'm not such a bad pilot. We don't have to sit here and listen.
ã§ãããããããªè ã®æªããã€ããããããªãããããªãšããã§åº§ã£ãŠè©±ããŠããŠãç¡é§ã ã
Ben:
We can pay you 2,000 now...plus 15 when we reach Alderaan.
ãšãããã2,000æããã»ã»ã»ãããŠãªã«ãã©ã³ã«å°çãããšãã«è¿œå ã§15,000ã ã
Han:
Seventeen?
17,000ãïŒ
Han:
Okay, you guys got yourselves a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're ready. Docking Bay 94.
ãããåŒãåãããããããã®æºåãåºæ¥æ¬¡ç¬¬é£ã¹ããããããã³ã°ã»ãã€94ã ã
Ben:
Ninety-four.
94ã ãªã
Han:
Looks like somebody's beginning to take an interest in your handiwork.
èŠããã誰ãããããããã®é¢ãæ¥ã«èå³ããã£ãããã ãã
Felth:
All right. We'll check it out.
ããã£ãã調ã¹ããã
Han:
17,000. Those guys must really be desperate. This could really save my neck. Get back to the ship, get it ready.
17,000ã ãšãããã®é£äžæ¬åœã«æ»ã«ç©çããªãã ãªãããã§æ¬åœã«ä¿ºã®éŠãç¹ãããè¹ã«æ»ã£ãŠæºåããŠããã
Tatooine -- Mos Eisley
Ben:
You'll have to sell your speeder.
ã¹ããŒããŒã売ããªããšãããªããªã
Luke:
That's okay. I'm never coming back to this planet again.
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Mos Eisley -- Cantina
Greedo:
Oota-goota,Solo? (Going somewhere, Solo?)
ãŠãŒã¿ïŒã°ãŒã¿ããœãïŒïŒã©ããžè¡ããã£ãŠãã ããœãïŒïŒ
Han:
Yes, Greedo. As a matter of act, I was just going to see your boss. Tell Jabba that I've got his money.
ãããã°ãªãŒãããã¡ããã©ããã£ããããŸãã®ãã¹ã«äŒãã«è¡ãããšããŠããšããã ããžã£ãã«éãã§ãããšäŒããŠããã
Greedo:
Soampeeta-lay, Eemal-aitrantee-tachk-ma gee-ghkeet'na. Jabbawa-neen-chichko-ka soanoo-eeshah-neetrai-tran-a-ee wan-warooska. Chaskinyawich-yootzoo. (It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the chance. Jabba's put a price on your head so large...every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm lucky I found you first.)
ãœã³ãã¿ïŒã¬ã€ãã€ãŒãã«ïŒã¢ã€ãã©ã³ãã£ãŒïŒã¿ãã¯ïŒãã»ã°ããŒããããžã£ãã¯ïŒããŒã³ïŒãã³ïŒã«ã»ãœããŒïŒã€ãŒã·ã£ãŒïŒããŒãã¬ã€ïŒãã©ã³ïŒã¢ïŒã€ãŒã»ã¯ã³ïŒã¯ã«ãŒã¹ã«ããã£ã¹ããã£ãŠã£ãã¯ïŒãŠãŒããŸãŒãïŒããŸããé ããããŸã æã¿ã®ãããã¡ã«æã£ãŠããã¹ãã ã£ããªããžã£ãã¯ããŸãã®éŠã«ã§ããè³éããããã»ã»ã»éæ²³äžã®è³é皌ãããåãæ¢ããŠãããæåã«èŠã€ãã俺ã¯ãã€ãŠãã£ãŠããã ãïŒ
Han:
Yeah, but this time I've got the money.
ãããããã ãä»åºŠã¯æ¬åœã«éãã§ãããã ã
Greedo:
Elchai-yachkoolkain-tai cool-a-coo-soo-a. (If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.)
ãšã«ãã£ã€ïŒã€ã¯ã¯ãŒã«ã«ã€ã³ïŒã¿ã€ã»ã¯ãŒã«ïŒã¢ïŒã¯ãŒïŒã¹ãŒïŒã¢ãïŒä¿ºã«æž¡ãã°èŠéããŠãã£ãŠãããããïŒ
Han:
I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba--
ããã«ãããã«ã¯ãªããã ããžã£ãã«èšã£ãŠããã»ã»ã»
Greedo:
Tsee-nahaichee-kee! SochkoolROOLyapoolya-yaool-ra si pachki chka coo-shoo-koo poo-yoo-wa twee-pee. (Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers...who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.)
ãã£ãŒïŒããã€ããŒïŒããŒïŒãœãã¯ãŒã«ã«ãŒãªã£ããŒãªã£ïŒã€ãŠãŒã«ïŒã©ã»ã·ã»ãããã»ãã«ã¯ãŒïŒã·ã¥ãŒïŒã¯ãŒã»ããŒïŒãŠãŒïŒã¯ã»ããŠã£ãŒïŒããŒãïŒãžã£ãã¯ããŸãã«ã¯ããããããŠããã ãå¯èŒžæ¥è ã©ããçžæã«ããŠãæã¯ãªããã ãšãã»ã»ã»ãããåžåœè»ã®è¹ãè¿ã¥ããã ãã§ç©è·ãæšãŠããããªãã€ã«ã¯ãªãïŒ
Han:
Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?
ä¹ã蟌ãã§ããããšããããã ãä»ã«éžæè¢ããã£ããšæããïŒ
Greedo:
KTRA! Jabba POO pacoom-PAKni ACHKat AN-pa! (You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship.)
ã¯ãã©ïŒãžã£ãã»ããŒã»ãã¯ãŒã ïŒãã³ãã»ã¢ã¯ã«ããã»ã¢ã³ïŒãïŒïŒãžã£ãã«ããèšããã ãªãè¹ãåãã ãã§èš±ããŠããããããããªãããïŒ
Han:
Over my dead body.
ä¿ºãæ»ãã§ããã«ããŠããã
Greedo:
Oochlayyoo-ma. Chess bookoo-tootachkeest-CHKREN-ko,ya ol-chka. (That's the idea. I've been looking forward to this for a long time.)
ãŠãŒã¯ã¬ã€ãŠãŒïŒãããã§ã¹ã»ããŒã¯ãŒïŒãã¥ãŒã¿ãããŒã¹ãã»ã¯ã¯ã¬ã³ïŒã³ãã€ã»ãªã«ïŒãã«ãïŒããã€ã¯åæ¡ã ã俺ã¯ããã€ãé·ãããšåŸ ã£ãŠããã ãïŒ
Han:
I'll bet you have.
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Han:
Sorry about the mess.
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Death Star -- Corridor