But Sir, this best is better yet, for itHath found some forms of life upon the ground.OZZELHow better yet? How best? It could be butAn error or some useless reading. IfWe were to follow ev’ry lead, our bestWould soon turn worst.PIETT—And yet I do maintainMy best is better yet for this: ’tis saidThat Hoth is all devoid of human forms.It seems, good Sir, the rebels have been found.Why else would sign of life appear on Hoth?I’ll warrant, Sir, my forecast shall prevail.

EnterDARTH VADER.

VADERYou have found something good?PIETT—My Lord, we have.A probe that late hath made descent on HothHath made discovery of both life formsAnd the appearance of a power source.

[Piett shows Vader the screen.

VADERThy judgment hath prov’d best, Piett: ’tis them.Forsooth, the rebels may be found therein.OZZELMy Lord, there are throughout the galaxySo many settlements we have not mapp’d.This could be smugglers, maybe even—VADER—Nay,That is the system, certain am I of’t,And Skywalker is with them there. Now setThy course t’ward Hoth, and Gen’ral Veers, prepareYour men for combat.

[Exeunt Admiral Ozzel, General Veers, and Captain Piett.

—Hath not a Sith eyes?Hath not a Sith such feelings, heart, and soul,As any Jedi Knight did e’er possess?If you prick us, do we not bleed? If youBlast us, shall we not injur’d be? If youAssault with lightsaber, do we not die?I have a body as do other men,Though made, in part, of wires and steel. And aye,I vari’us passions feel, as all men do.So I, a Sith, shall not distracted beTill I attain the thing for which I seek.Therefore I shall pursue this SkywalkerUnto the limit of the galaxy.For true, he hath the Death Star quite destroy’d,And true, he hath the Force with him as well.But truly, more than that the boy doth have—For truth be told, his name doth stir my soul.The boy’s connection to myself I doNot understand as yet. This SkywalkerMust have some link to my life past, but what?So shall this Sith pursue this rebel lad,And find the missing truth of Vader’s life.

EnterGENERAL VEERS.

VADERWhat news dost thou have, Gen’ral Veers?VEERS—My Lord,Our noble fleet hath flown to Hoth in hasteWith hopes to catch the rebels by surprise.The fleet has movèd out of lightspeed now,But com-scan hath detected a sharp shieldOf energy surrounding planet sixWithin the system. It is strong enoughTo hinder what bombardment we can make.This grim news I report with sadden’d mien:It seems, my Lord, our fleet is all too close.VADER
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