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because of the noise and distraction of the laser fire blasting around him, it wasdifficult for the little droid to concentrate on his work. He beeped to himself as heworked, sounding a bit befuddled to Threepio. "What are you talking about?" Threepio called to him. "We're not interested inthe hyperdrive on the Millennium Falcon. It's fixed. Just tell the computer to openthe door." Then, as Lando, Leia, and the Wookiee edged toward the door, dodging heavyImperial laser fire, Artoo beeped triumphantly and the door snapped open. "Artoo, you did it!" Threepio exclaimed. The droid would have applauded hadhis other arm been attached. "I never doubted you for a second." "Hurry," Lando shouted, "or we'll never make it." The helpful R2 unit came through once again. As the others dashed through theentrance, the stout robot sprayed out a thick fog—as dense as the clouds surroundingthis world—that obscured his friends from the encroaching stormtroopers. Beforethe cloud had cleared, Lando and the others were racing toward Platform 327