—The EmperorCommands that thou do contact him at once.VADERThen, move the ship out of the ast’roid fieldThat I may with my master clearly speak.PIETTWe will, my Lord.[Exit Admiral Piett.
VADER—Now shall I speak with myDread Emperor. The man who gave me lifeWhen all was lost. The man to whom I oweAll that I am, and e’er shall be. The man,Indeed, who like a father is to me.His plans for pow’r and schemes most excellentI do obey and carry out with pride.Though people fear my aspect bleak and dark,They should, more surely, fear what I will doWhen answering his perfect, flawless will.For sooner would I sacrifice my lifeThan disobey the word of this great man.EnterEMPEROR PALPATINE, in beam.
What is thy bidding, master pure and true?EMPERORThere is a great disturbance in the Force.VADERI too have felt it.EMPEROR—A new enemyArises, e’en the rebel who destroy’dThe Death Star—and I have no doubt this boyIs kin to Anakin Skywalker.VADER[aside:]—O,Profoundest revelation! I knew heWas powerful and bore Skywalker’s name,Yet that the boy is kin to AnakinI did not see. [To the Emperor:] How is this possible?EMPERORYou only must within your feelings search,Lord Vader. Then shalt thou too know ’tis true.He could destroy us.VADER—He is but a boy,And Obi-Wan no longer is his help.EMPERORThe Force is strong with him, and mark me well:The son of Skywalker must ne’er becomeA Jedi. Dost thou comprehend my words?VADER[aside:] I do his meaning understand, and yetAnother future for this boy I’ll write.Not death, but something even greater still.It may be that this young Skywalker willStill prove to be most worthy of the name.[To the Emperor:] If he could but be turn’d, an ally strongHe could become.EMPEROR—Indeed, thou speakest true.The boy may prove himself an asset sure.Can it be done? What is thy true reply?VADERThe boy shall surely join us, or shall die.[Exeunt.
<p>Scene 3.</p>Inside Yoda’s homestead.
EnterLUKE SKYWALKER.
LUKEThis creature I have follow’d to his home,But still no further answers are reveal’d.It seemeth that he stalls in bringing meUnto the one I truly hope to see.With all that hath befallen in this placeMy patience runneth thin. I’ll press the point.Enter Yoda.
Thy generosity is truly rare,I’ll warrant that thy food delicious is.Yet neither rhyme nor reason have I heardOf wherefore we may not go, even now,To see good Master Yoda where he lives.YODAPray, patience, young one.For Jedi too must eat—thusMy good food, eat now.LUKEHow many leagues away is Yoda? ShallThe journey to him long and per’lous be?YODA 
