One night in an alleyway, he beat up an assailant (with his accompanying gang members) of an attacked female, but discovered the man wasn""t he killer.He adored New York City.He idolized it all out of proportion."" Uh, no, make that: ""He-he romanticized it all out of proportion."" Better.""To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.Han drew his blaster and fired, but the shots were deflected and the weapon was seized from his hand.By the time of the 3rd (or 6th film), it felt like the story had already completely run its course.Similar to the third film inThe Lord of the Rings rilogy, in the end credits, the actors"" names were juxtaposed next to hand-drawn sketches.