The sounds of the big guns still ring in your ears as you walk slowly through the fort, filled only minutes ago with Imperial troops, Gorlons, all of them, eager for a shot at you. Now it's too quiet. Suddenly you see an Imperial soldier jump up and draw a bead on you, but what you see is so incredible, you fail to fire. Next to you, weapon trained on the now surrendering Gorlon, is Clint Eastwood. And John Wayne. Over by the wall is Jimmy Cagney. What the devil is going on here?