In the quiet side alley, THREEPIO stands by as LUKE and LEIA huddle with their follower.
LUKE: Now then, my little friend, let’s see if we can’t find out who you are, and why you’re following us.
TOYDARIAN: My name is Watto. I am one of Barrola’s servants. I recognized the name ‘Skywalker’ at the court, and wanted to help the son of Anakin.
LUKE and LEIA look at each other, surprised.
LEIA: You knew our father?
WATTO looks at LEIA, momentarily speechless.
LUKE: This is my sister, Leia. Anakin had a daughter as well.
WATTO: Well whaddaya know... (nods to LEIA) Yes. I knew your father when he was just a boy. He was a great pilot. The best I’ve ever seen with anything mechanical, whether he was flying it or fixing it. Heh! Even at his age, he easily could have built a droid just like that one there!
WATTO indicates THREEPIO. LUKE and LEIA turn to regard the fussy DROID and then exchange skeptical glances. THREEPIO is offended.
THREEPIO: Erm, excuse me, but the improbability of a boy’s capacity to create such a complex droid, with such highly sophisticated programming as mine, is approximately-
LEIA: Threepio, please. We’re interested in hearing more from Watto.