The rear deflector shield is compromis’d,And if we do sustain another hitUpon the ship’s back quarter, ’tis our end.HAN[aside:] ’Tis madness, this maneuver I’ll attempt.But desp’rate times for desp’rate measures call.[To Chewbacca:] Turn thou this ship around.CHEWBAC.—Egh?HAN—Turn it ’round!I shall put all our pow’r to shields in front.LEIAThou wilt attack a Star Destroyer?C-3PO—Sir!The odds of our success in a directAttack upon a Star Destroyer—LEIA—Tut![Exeunt, flying toward the Star Destroyer.
EnterCAPTAIN NEEDA, TRACKING OFFICER, andCOMMUNICATIONS OFFICER.
NEEDAThey move into attack position—shields!But now, where are they gone? Pray, track them straight.TRACK.The ship’s no longer shown in any scopes.NEEDAThat is impossible. No ship that smallHath any ways or means to cloak itself.Nay, they cannot, as magic, disappear.COMM.Good Captain Needa, our Lord Vader dothDemand an update of our keen pursuit.NEEDA[aside:] O dreaded moment. This shall mean my death.Farewell now, for my life’s gone with the ship.[To Communications Officer:] Prepare a shuttle for me. I’ll accept
The full responsibility for theirEscape, and shall apologize untoLord Vader. Keep thy watch most vigilant.COMM.Aye, Captain Needa.[Exit Tracking and Communications officers.
EnterDARTH VADER, as Captain Needa makes his way toward him.
NEEDA—On thy mercy greatI throw myself and all my hopes, dear lord.The great Millenn’um Falcon now is fled.It hath evaded even our vast fleet.Take my apology—VADER—The ship is lost?And thus thy life—dead for a ducat, dead![Darth Vader chokes Captain Needa with the Force, killing him.
The necks of fools deserve a crushing Force.Let this serve as thy dying lesson, Needa.With that last breath thy recompense is doneAnd all apologies accepted.EnterADMIRAL PIETT.
PIETT—Lord,Our scan of the surrounding areaIs now complete, but has, alas, found naught.Lord, if the swift Millenn’um Falcon hathMade good the jump to lightspeed, it may beBeyond the far end of the galaxy.VADERAlert thou every Imperi’l post,And calculate the ship’s most likely courseFrom its trajectory as it did flee.PIETTAye, Lord, I’ll warrant we shall find them soon.[Exit Admiral Piett.
VADER