267 INT. LEIA’S MON CAL FIGHTER - COCKPIT.
ARTOO BEEPS frantically. The crosshairs merge on the TIE FIGHTER.
WEDGE: (over headset) Hurry up! I don't like this!
LEIA: I've got him...
LEIA drops in behind the TIE FIGHTER. She squeezes the trigger and blows it apart. ARTOO SQUEALS with delight.
LEIA: See? Now was that so terrible?