The following is an alternate opening scene from Star Wars, Episode IV: A New Hope.
*Scene: The Rebel Corvette Tantive SD is being pursued by the Imperial Star Destroyer *Incomprehensible.
*Enter Capt. capacitor and other officers, on the bridge of *Tantive SD.
capacitor: Damn, those Imperials must have found out we have their secret egg salad recipe. Raise shields and take evasive pattern Delta!
Helm officer: We don’t have an evasive pattern Delta, sir. Have you been drinking with Capt. Picard again?
capacitor: Shut up and evade! Assholes, I’m surrounded by assholes!
Incomprehensible* fires several volleys of ignorance cannon to disable Tantive SD’s shields, then launches an assault transport full of Stormtroopers.
Enter Collounsbury-3PO, Colibri-D2, Princess celestina, and Sgt. Biggirl, relaxing in the Tantive SD’s rec room. They all notice the ship shaking from the cannon hits.*
Collounsbury: Oh my, what was that?
Biggirl: We must be under attack… Wait a minute, where the hell are we? Col, why is your skin bronze? Not that I’m complaining, now…
celestina: Hey, at least your hair isn’t in these stupid buns. I feel like I should sprinkle cinnamon on them.
Colibri: Indignantly. Beep-boop-BEEP-WHEEE!!
Collounsbury: Mind your manners, I don’t want to hear any more mention of goat-felching camel-munchers.
capacitor’s voice: Battle stations, we are being boarded! Repeat, battle stations, repel boarders!
Biggirl: Gotta go kill some Stormtroopers before they miss me. Later.
Biggirl runs out and joins Rebel troops in a firefight against Stormtroopers.
Biggirl: Shouting. Come on, you bastards! You couldn’t hit the broad side of a planet!
A Stormtrooper: I can hit any broads on any planet I want, bitch! I’m gonna own you!
Biggirl: Bring it on!
Pvt. Rant: Stupid goddamn Imperials can fucking burn in a black hole for the rest of time, right after I fill them full of blaster holes!
Pvt. Flame: Ooh, I love it when you talk like that, it’s so dirty.
Pvt. Common: Maybe if we give up the egg salad recipe they’ll leave us alone.
Pvt. Cynical: Ya, or maybe they’d still kill us for sport.
Pvt. Otherwise: They might also invite us over for a game of sabacc…
*A sudden volley of fire cuts down the five privates.
Enter Collounsbury-3PO, Colibri-D2, and Princess celestina in a side passage.*
celestina: Speaking into a microphone on Colibri’s head …Help me, Obi Wan. You’re my only hope. Presses a button. OK you two, get in that escape pod and good luck.
Collounsbury: Oh my, I shall endeavor not to get disassembled.
Colibri: Sulkily. Beep-boop-BEEP-WHEEE!!
Collounsbury: Why must you always be so negative?
celestina: Yes, Colibri, you must ensure that Collounsbury does not get disassembled. I want him to be fully functional when I see him again. Leers. Now go.
They enter the escape pod and launch.