Pray, shut him up or shut him down, anon!Prepare our shield—they still may be outrun.[Aside:] With all my pilot’s wisdom, skill, and mightI shall attempt to outwit these who chase.Now watch, you Empire vile, how I do fly!First up and down, aye, up and down, this HanWill lead them up and down. Away we go!Now back and forth, then back around again.They are confounded by my errant moves.Ha, ha! They are confus’d and fall behind.Thus we have slipp’d away, soon safe from harm.[To Chewbacca:] Make ready for the jump to hyperspace.C-3POBut Sir!LEIA—They do approach!HAN—Not yet: observe!
[The Millennium Falcon makes a sound and fails.
LEIAObserve? What’s to observe, pray tell me plain?HANA fig! The ship seems to malfunction. Fie!’Tis possible we may in trouble be.C-3POI tried to warn thee, Sir, the hyperdriveHath damag’d been, and cannot do its task!Lightspeed is verily unfeasible!HANCorrection: we in trouble truly are.O that all I had fix’d were truly fix’d!But now I must in haste—and under threatOf death—attempt to fix the ship once more.[He runs to repair the ship, yelling back to Chewbacca.
Where are the horizontal boosters hid?CHEWBAC.Egh, auugh!HAN—Alluvi’l dampers, where are they?[Aside:] If only I were but more organiz’d!’Tis true that order’s not a smuggler’s gift.[To Chewbacca:] Bring me the hydrospanners quickly now.[Aside:] I know not how we shall escape this time.Of all the situations I have seen,Of all the problems small or dangers great,Of all the rubs and scrapes have scratch’d my life,Of all the enemies just barely fled—This moment now doth seem the worst of all.[Loud sound. Han is knocked aside.
Alack, now what is this? What shakes the ship?How have we gone from bad to still worse yet?LEIAGood Han, return at once![Han runs back to the cockpit.
’Tis asteroids!HAN[aside:] O wicked thought and wonderful ideaThat cometh to me in this frightful time.I shall here chart a course none would expect:Not flee from danger, nay, but welcome it,And in so doing break the Empire’s gripWhile rescuing my princess from all harm.[To Chewbacca:] Set course two-seven-one.LEIA—What didst thou say?Thou wilt not enter in the ast’roid field?For certain thou art wild—but not insane!HANYet they would be the madder to give chase.LEIAThou must not do this to impress me, Han.[Aside:] Already he hath won my heart, ’tis true,Yet would I rather live to tell him so!C-3POGood Sir, attend: the possibilityOf navigating fields of ast’roids isThree thousand seven hundred twenty toBut one—the odds are well against thee here!HAN 
